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1st seed; [Action/Voice]

[Perhaps the journal picks up the sound of Neville's arrival as he is unceremoniously deposited on the icy southern lake sometime in the dead of night. If not that, then it might catch the dull groaning as he slowly wakes and struggles to pull himself upright. If not that, then certainly the furious squeak from sneakers lacking traction on slippery ice would catch the journal's attention, as would the dull thudding as Neville collides with some child's forgotten snowman on the westernmost bank. A sharp intake of breath, then] No wand. Bastards. [In fact, even though Neville hasn't yet noticed the presence of the book at all, he seems perfectly aware that someone is listening, even if it isn't quite who he expects.]

It's still not enough! [The words, though a bit rasped and wheezing, are spoken with the stubbornness of one who rather expected this displacement.] You think you can just Portkey me someplace and be done with it? You won't get me -- not any of us -- to back down that easily. I know you're here -- show yourselves, you bloody cowards!

[The dead silence is less than encouraging. It means that if he wasn't being watched, then he'd been sent far enough that he wouldn't need supervision. Accio wand. [The incantation is intoned softly through clenched teeth. It doesn't escape him how ironic it was that in his desperation to recover his stolen wand he's resorted to a summoning spell that usually required the use of his wand in the first place. The spell fails spectacularly, leaving Neville to suppose his captors laughed, wherever they happen to be.

Still, the place he'd been sent certainly merits some investigation. If he'd been sent here via portkey, then some other innocuous-looking thing might well be the ticket home. It might appear off for a young, underdressed, blackeyed, fairly beaten and emaciated man to be picking up small stones with a thoughtful expression, but finding an alternate portkey is simply the most plausible way back to the more important matters he'd left at home.]

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[Yeah, maybe he should let up on it every once in a while, since Harry has more than a little pent up ire on the matter. At least now, Draco's voice is finally coming out of his journal.]

We need to talk.

[There is a pause then. At least the neck chain stopped]

No. I don't think we do.

[Harry makes a frustrated sound.]

It's important.

Like I care. What do you want?

I don't want to talk about it over the journals. Can you come by?

I can. Will I is another story. I don't think so.

Why not?

Don't really feel like it. [There's another pause, and then mumbling] Besides, I assume Longbottom's on his way.

Edited 2010-02-15 02:18 (UTC)

[Bloody hell. Too late.] He failed to mention that.

Of course he did. [A sigh.] Like I said, go get ready for him.

...How is he getting here?

...in one piece, I believe.

... And you?

I'm fine. Go get Longbottom settled in.

Edited 2010-02-15 02:52 (UTC)

Something happened.

Potter. Leave it.

Are you still there?

I'm serious, leave it.

[Fuck it, just Apparating to the lake. If Neville is on his way to the DA House, he must be with someone who knows where it is. They can get Neville settled while Harry goes and makes sure Draco isn't a loose cannon.]

[Draco's busy stalking around on the ice, wand firmly gripped in his hand and definitely not noticing that Harry's even out there. He's still a little unnerved thanks to his conversation with Neville.]

[Harry doesn't put his wand back in his pocket. Draco is stalking about, so at least he and Neville didn't get into a physical fight, but from the sound of it, Draco is probably in a bad mood. Still, Harry wants to talk.]

Hey.

[Upon hearing Harry's voice break through the silence, Draco starts suddenly and spins around, slipping on the ice and falling on his back with a loud thud instead.]

[Oh hell, that was a loud thud. He could've cracked his skull or something. What if he can't get up? Harry's just going to run over and -

OH HAI THERE, ICE.

That run turns into a slide, and Harry does make an admirable attempt at stopping, which turns into falling face-first onto the person he was trying to help. Bloody hell.]

Are you alright!?

[Draco had just started sitting up when he suddenly has a pile of specky git land on top of him and his head slams back against the ice again]

...ow. [He cracks open an eye to stare up at him, glaring a bit.] ...what are you doing, Potter?

Ack! [Draco is not exactly a very good cushion for someone who is crash-landing. But he does manage to catch Harry successfully, even if Harry's glasses did go flying. Dagnabit, it's hard to see if you're bleeding to death when everything is all blurry.]

I was trying to see if you were alright. [He's staying put and awkwardly feeling around on the ice for his glasses.] They've got to be around here somewhere.

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