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George stared around him. This was most definetly not home.

He frowned. He'd never seen a place like this... it looked like a Muggle city, except there was something off about it. Something was very, very wrong here.

He frowned, then winced. The crowds were many and his head hurt. He'd forgotten to eat again, and the stress of being cold, wet, and someplace he'd never even heard of before was getting to him quickly. He tried to moved to a wall, but ended up walking into somebody and hitting the ground, hard. He winced, then curled into a defensive ball, shaking before blacking out.

There was a slight pause, and a small, dark haired girl with blue eyes and a blue stripe on her lip appeared over at him, frowning and poking him absently. Her wild presense reflected her confusion and curiousity. She moved his robes around, then saw a gold seal on his shirt and pried it off, looking at the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes coat of arms before strolling away.

Laka stared at the pretty gold object, returning to Earnest and Canderous and showing her prize proudly, a smirk on her face.

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Earnest woke to Laka jabbing him in the ribs to take his meds and groaned, trying to hide his face against the back of the couch. "Noooooo."

"You have to. You'll feel worse if you don't," she said, smoothing where she'd poked and pulling him over.

He sighed and sat up, glancing automatically toward the bunks to see if Canderous had come home the night before as he took the pills and swallowed them with much making of faces.

The big man was sleeping soundly, the mud on his boots still fresh, an annoyed scowl fixed on his face.

Laka stroked the twin's hair, bending to kiss the top of his head before motioning towards George, who sat, curled up in a corner with the picture of him and his brother in his hands. He looked like he was almost sleeping with his eyes open, vacant gaze fixed on his brother's laughing face.

Earnest looked that way, then shuddered and averted his eyes. "Guess we gotta see about getting that home."

She stroked his hair, then kissed him chastely. "Maybe you can help eachother," she said softly, leaning against him and putting her arms around him. "You both know the loss the other feels."

Earnest frowned and hung his head, then shook it.

She sighed, but nodded and lay her head against his shoulder. She wouldn't press.

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