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WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!

Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

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[ Ah, there's the Malfoy she knows. ]

Is that your code for saying there's Muggles here? [ She hasn't been in yet. ] It's meant to be for people who are interested.

[He draws up, defensive.]

It's not just that there's muggles here, people just failed to mention to me that there would be people here pretending to be wizards for laughs and weird groups of girls and boys that would want to hug me and show me terrible things not fit for anyone's eyes, let alone mine.

Oh. Well that would be a bit --

Sorry, they want to hug you? [ She looks like she's fighting not to laugh. ] What're they showing you?

...It's not that shocking someone would want to hug me. [Previously disgusted, now defensive.] I don't want to say, you'll most likely see. Or maybe not, maybe I'm more popular than you. [He doesn't sound that satisfied saying that, since popularity was coming at a terrible price.]

[ She folds her arms. ] Well, unless you've brought that vile Pansy Parkinson with you...

Hmm. I might just go looking, if that's the case. Perhaps I could answer some of those questions for them?

[He doesn't sound very pleased to hear her name. She hadn't exactly been his favorite person once the war picked up again, having turned into one of the simpering little people that didn't quite get things like Draco had quickly learned were.]

No, never fear, you Gryffindor brats still outnumber us Slytherin.

[Suspicious:]
What questions could you possibly answer.

[ Cheerfully innocent smile. ]

Well, that depends entirely on what they want to know.

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