Order Only: Bugger
Apr. 2nd, 2012 12:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_billWe have a helluva situation here. I'm at our picnic spot at the fishing hole here by the Otter River. With Mum and Fred and George. The latter two of whom I've gone and bloody petrified.
Fred and George have deduced the presence of the Order. They've figured out that Mum is involved, and since Mum called me for help, they know I'm involved, too.
The little sneaks took Mum off for a picnic and managed to get her soused on Butterbeer. Well, Butterbeer spiked with a little concoction of their own that vastly magnifies the effect of the alcohol content. And then they sprang their suspicions on her and I guess the look on her face gave it away. I could kill them if I wasn't so overcome with admiration at their strategic thinking.
Here's the thing: they want to join. They're offering us their research and development expertise. The thing that dumbfounds me is that as an argument to letting them in they say they've already created a sure-fire way to communicate through the journals that the authorities can't read.
And get this. They developed it with the help of some blokes by the names of Moony, Padfoot, Wormtail and Prongs.
What the hell do we do now?
Fred and George have deduced the presence of the Order. They've figured out that Mum is involved, and since Mum called me for help, they know I'm involved, too.
The little sneaks took Mum off for a picnic and managed to get her soused on Butterbeer. Well, Butterbeer spiked with a little concoction of their own that vastly magnifies the effect of the alcohol content. And then they sprang their suspicions on her and I guess the look on her face gave it away. I could kill them if I wasn't so overcome with admiration at their strategic thinking.
Here's the thing: they want to join. They're offering us their research and development expertise. The thing that dumbfounds me is that as an argument to letting them in they say they've already created a sure-fire way to communicate through the journals that the authorities can't read.
And get this. They developed it with the help of some blokes by the names of Moony, Padfoot, Wormtail and Prongs.
What the hell do we do now?
