Owl to Alice Longbottom and Sirius Black

[rathercareless.livejournal.com]

*Fabian's handwriting, never neat at the best of times, looks particularly agitated.*

Alice, Sirius -

This is bollocks, come over tonight, we need to go over this. Nine-ish. Or whenever. I don't care.

Fabian

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[gummymummy.livejournal.com]

*Alice can feel them all reflecting on their loved ones and tries to think of things to change the subject with...Neville almost crawling yesterday...Neville doing his first bit of magic...Neville...

All she wants is to go home and hold her family.

She clears her throat.*

I need to be heading home, Frank's mother's on extended babysitting duty and none too pleased. I'll be back in the office tomorrow, so I'll see you all there.

Good night!

[treefeller.livejournal.com]

Good night, Alice. Best Floo, we've all had more than is good for us.

[gummymummy.livejournal.com]

*Alice smiles, it's certainly true for her. She hasn't had Firewhisky in ages.*

Good point.

*Alice pulls some extra powder out of her purse and walks to the fireplace.*

See you tomorrow!

*She throws the powder down, saying her address, and disappearing in the green flames.*

[fleasaremurder.livejournal.com]

*Sirius nods, giving a halfhearted wave to Alice. Not tonight. After his birthday, at least. That's when he'll tell Remus.*

Thanks. For everything.

--I should be off too. Owl us when you'll need us up there, all right? Don't do anything I would do.

[rathercareless.livejournal.com]

So behaving ourselves is out, then? Night, mate.

[fleasaremurder.livejournal.com]

Since when do I behave myself? Got to work on it if that's what you think of me.

*But it's lighthearted, and Sirius is smiling for the first time since getting Umbridge's memo. He takes a handful of powder and tosses it into the fireplace.*

Night.

[rathercareless.livejournal.com]

*Fabian waves Sirius off, settles back deeper into the couch, and finishes off the last of his Ogden's. He's quiet for a second, then looks up at Gideon with a grimace.*

...We do have to tell Molly, you realize.

[treefeller.livejournal.com]

Oh lord, do we ever.

Flip you for it.

[rathercareless.livejournal.com]

No, no, I should do it. Damn it, though, you know she's going to lose it.

*Sighing heavily, he runs a hand through his hair and looks up at Gideon unhappily.* Best face to face, yeah?

[treefeller.livejournal.com]

Afraid so. Bring a hankie. Ten hankies, maybe, and give Arthur the headsup.

I'll come with, if you like. Be a nice change from takeaway.

[rathercareless.livejournal.com]

God, you have to, this is not a one-man job. I'll owl Arthur, set something up.