A radio works in your manor? I thought things like that couldn't work with magic around. That's interesting.
It's bad there, isn't it? Destroyed and all that. I don't think people want to see their lives in shambles.
Mm. Yes that's rather the trouble. It doesn't work as of yet. We've nearly got it going once or twice, but odd things happen. The walls start shuddering or the busts look ill. And we haven't even turned it on properly. It'll be hard to explain to my parents if the whole place collapses. But I think if we replace enough of the muggle-work with magic, it'll stop scaring the house.
Point. I dare say it would take longer than a year to build on top of a smoking crater. I don't suppose you know how well Diagon Alley's fared, do you?
Well, I mean, my Grandmum has a radio, but I think it's a wizarding one, not a muggle one. Hopefully your house won't fall down in shambles. That'd be unfortunate.
I have no idea. I do think it's alright, because it's got those enchantments on it, right? Or, at least, it should have. I mean, Muggles can't see the Leaky Cauldron, so perhaps it's managed to evade Hitler as well.
Mine is currently in the process of being converted. From muggle to wizard, I mean.
Who knows? I wish I'd gone into London to get my books, but my I think my mum's heart would have given out if I did. Had to order in all of mine specially.
Perhaps I'll venture out and see. I ordered all my things as well, but that's simply because my mum didn't want me to venture out there alone. I can't say I blame her.
That's my plan, hence the above inquiry. I shall have to be very brave, but I dare say I can manage it. One can always just use floo powder to go straight into the Leaky Cauldron, where hopefully it's safer than the rest of London might be.
My plan was to floo into Leaky. I'm a Gryffindor, but I'm not brave enough to handle Nazis with guns and bombs.
You know, there's safety in numbers they say.
Oh, goodness, is that an initiation? Because sniveling Slytherin and all. I dare say I'd only be dead useless in a fight.
You needn't worry. I can run very quickly.
Sounds like you'll need to.
Don't think I will, actually.
What is your problem? Am I not allowed to have friends besides you an Olive?
Of course you are. Just...choose wisely, that's all.
I'm just looking out for you, that's all.
Potter! You mean someone actually taught you how to write? My compliments to your trainer.
Oh, how clever! Look, you even tried to be insulting and everything. That's adorable, Malfoy, it is.
Almost as cute as your attempt at being condescending. Can I put this happy incident of your annoying me as due to jealousy, or is there another reason?
Is "for the fun of it" good enough for you?
Ah, of course. My mistake for expecting any sort of higher thinking from you. Carry on.
How typically Slytherin Pureblood of you.
Um. Oh dear. I hate to be the one to tell you this, Potter, but it's just a house. It only impacts you for seven years of your life. Possibly eight, for you, since I wouldn't be surprised if you ended up repeating a year, but it's the same idea. And correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you a pureblood too?
It impacts you for the rest of your life, actually, because those are formative years. I'm not repeating anything. And yes, but there's a big difference between your sort of pureblood and mine, isn't there?
That may be so. And I suppose if you don't intend to do any growing or changing as a person beyond your attendance at Hogwarts, I'd agree. And is there indeed? I won't pretend that I know either you or your family, so however would I know.
Excellent. I'm speedy myself. No doubt if we get confronted by the one Nazi who accidentally ends up on the wrong side of the channel, we'd both be able to make a clean get away.
Obviously, obviously! The man won't know what hit him. So, when should this be?
Mm. Preferably as soon as possible? I'm bored to tears.
I quite agree. There's nothing like your two best friends having fun without you.
Tomorrow? Three pm?
Am I a second choice? Well, alright. I think my wounded pride can take it.
Excellent. Meet you at the Leaky Cauldron?
Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you.
Of course.
No offense taken.
Perfect. I'll see you there, then. |