Order Only: Not a hitch

[alt_sirius]

Kingsley and I made it inside and found young Michelle. It took a little talking to the parents, but Kingsley has her safe and sound and is on his way to Moddey Dhoo with her as we speak.

I've stayed behind in the nearby pub to see if I can learn any good gossip from the workers.

Frank? Arthur? How did yours go?

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[alt_kingsley]

I'm here safely at the Sanctuary and have turned her over to Jacinda. Stephen has weighed and measured her and puts her a little over ten pounds and twenty-two inches. He says with the old charts that would have put her at about the tenth percentile for a baby three months old, but of course children in the camps run much smaller now. But she's healthy and her colour is good, and she's looking around as curious and bright-eyed as we could wish.

Haven't seen Frank and Arthur yet, but expect to very soon. Victor and Arabella have asked me to stay for dinner.

[alt_mcgonagall]

Thank goodness.

[alt_arthur]

Frank and I have made it safely with young Wills, although it took us awhile. In fact, we came perilously close to resorting to doing a memory modification because the parents, particularly the father, were quite frightened and extremely reluctant at first. Frank patiently answered every question, however, and after they read the letters sent by the children and spent an hour or so agonising, they agreed to let the boy go.

I was struck anew as I am every time we bring a new child to Moddey Dhoo: these parents are so very brave. It humbles me, the trust they have placed in us. The fact that so many have agreed to do so is a testament to how very grim their lives really are.

Stephen is looking Wills over now, but all seems well so far. What a set of lungs he has on him!