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1st Gryffindor Note - [Text, then audio post]

[Have a really, REALLY shaky handwriting, as though whoever's writing this hurts quite a bit or is exceptionally scared... or hey, why not both. And there's an ink splotch on the top.]

.../looks like a diary. I can't tell.

[Another ink blot, but this one's apparently intentional.]

It's not like what Harry described Riddle's diary as being. I don't suppose it responds to voice commands. My hand hurts too much to write.

[Oh hey, it's swapped to voice here. Have a thumping sound and a soft 'oof.' She's fallen off the bed. And her voice next is really soft, as though she's not aware the thing is recording.]

My handbag. Bellatrix's wand. They're -

Gone.

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That would be appreciated if you can give them.

See a river nearby? If you do, you can follow it to the village. The area isn't too big, so even if you wind up going in the wrong direction at first? That'll become pretty obvious, soon enough.

All right. As soon as I can walk comfortably again, I'll do that.

Thank you.

[Her hero senses are tingling!]

Walk comfortably? Huh? What happened? You weren't caught up in the big fight, were you? Sort of a long time to go between the fight and finding your way, sure...but?

[Considering what Hermione just went through, they should be!]

No, no. It wasn't here. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.

N-no..let me come find you. Have any landmarks? Particularly funny-shaped trees?

[Have an apartment number.]

Someone named Rinoa said she'd be by as well. Really, I'll be all right.

Well, I'll stop by anyway. If you've already gone? Cool, fantastic, you've been looked after. If not? I'll keep you company.

[There are the sounds of a door opening and closing, followed by footsteps. She'll be a knocking in about twenty minutes. It would have been sooner, only she's walking with two broken ribs. Yeah. Hypocrite? Right here.]

I don't think I'll be going anywhere for a little bit.

[Knock knock knock!]

[She's still quite a bit unsteady on her feet, so it takes a moment for her to get there, but soon she's pulling open the door.]

Ah, hello. I'm Hermione.

[She doesn't look particularly hurt for now, more unsteady than anything, but she winces a little as she stands.]

[Hermoine's wince is mirrored by the new-comer, who is still holding her side even as she shuffles into the room.]

I'm Buffy--hi.

[She moves aside as best she can, shutting the door behind Buffy before moving to sit down in a nearby chair.]

You really didn't need to come all this way. You don't look to be having a good time of it, either.

[There's a light shrug in reply.] I'm not really too keen on the bed-rest, anyway.

If only I had my handbag or a wand, I could fix both of us. I know a bunch of healing spells and my handbag has a couple of pastes in it. But it sounds like it'll be a job finding it here. [And have a weary sigh.]

Wait--spells? Magic? [Sure, she sounds incredulous--but only because you're pretty much speaking her language. Well, a dialect close to it. The spell stuff was really more of a Willow thing, but a girl takes what she can get.]

Well, yes... But I don't have my wand, so I won't be much good magically. [She pauses for a moment and glances at the wall.] Well, I didn't even come with my wand. I had someone else's and it wasn't exactly working for me.

Wand, really? You can't just--y'know--speak the creepy Latin and burn a few smelly twigs?

Well we do have incantations and wand movements to go along with it, but we need the wand to actually cast anything.

[She points her finger at her journal, which is lying on a table nearby.]

Wingardium Leviosa! See? Nothing.

[She certainly sees nothing. Buffy has a kind of blank stare going on because--really? Wands?]

Folks back home just stick with the chanting and the small house-fires. It's more about having the magics-mojo in you than any sorta stick you can have. At least, that's how it was explained to me. I'm sort of magic-illiterate.

[Well now Hermione's looking a little thoughtful. Yes, she HAS considered this.] I think our wands are more of a focus. They don't actually provide the magic, but they channel it and strengthen it and help us control it. Up until we're eleven years of age, we can't always control our magic, but once we start training with wands, it's a bit easier to do.

Eleven? Isn't that a big young to be dabbling in the magics? Willow didn't even get all down and serious with her mojo until the end of high school.

[Still looking a little skeptical of this whole eleven year olds with wands thing.] Willow being a friend, of course. Not just some stranger. Though, some strangers have proven to be surprisingly juiced witches or wizards.

Not where I'm from. We're given wands and told the laws regarding our kind at age eleven and then we're carted off to boarding school.

[Now she's kind of curious about your magic.]

What's your magic like?

Dangerous. Addictive. Sure, it can be a help but...sometimes? Just not worth the risk.

[She's shaking her head. Here is clearly not a big fan of magic.]

Yours is a lot less easily controlled, then? [Her head tilts slightly. She can understand not liking something that can't be dealt with easily.]

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[action] - btw? what's your policy on fourth-walling?

[action] - Have at, but don't expect her to believe it XD

[action] - roger that. xD It'd have to be a big reference for Buff to go all 4th wall, no worries.

[action] - haha cool XD

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