( un: odile )

[lissomely]

Are there places to dance in this year and timeline? I'm not precisely trained to do much else.

Well, there's sex, but selling that seems generally frowned upon.


If you know the name Fleur, we should talk.

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[lissomely]

[ the thought of this turning into another sort of war is enough to make nausea curl in his stomach, but naturally, nothing shows on louis's face safe for a sort of distant concern. he lifts his hands to his father's wrists, squeezing them gently. ]

I'll be okay, Dad, and I'll do whatever needs to be done.

[ whatever he has to do. the thought of living forever here like this, with things so wrong, is too horrifying to contemplate. ]

[cottaged]

I know you will.

[ Gryffindor or Slytherin, there's no way that Louis was a child of Fleur and didn't inherit her tenacity to thrive in the face of trouble. Bill pulls Louis into another hug, just holding him close to his chest as his mind races, trying to think, trying to plan ahead. ]

They've set up a village for the displaced, near Hogsmeade. Hopefully, there ought to be enough displaced there that we can slip by unnoticed and they'll assume we've registered.