Squinting at her map in the dim lighting, Kahvi was admittedly a bit confused. She'd expected "the Burrow" to be an underground bunker of some sort, but here she was, in front of a reasonably normal--and in fact, entirely too normally quiet--house where she had expected this "Burrow" to be. Had she made a wrong turn?
It had made sense to her that the Order would use something... reasonably protected. For certain, the hum of the wards around the place marked it as a wizarding home, but... she had been expecting something more spectacular. Perhaps it was a facade? Or a pre-meeting spot--the other girls had been part of that secret student organization that had been disbanded some time ago, and perhaps this was one of their meeting places?
A shiver crawled up her spine as a gust of wind breathed partially up her thick snow-jacket. She'd knock and at least try this house before retracing her steps out in the cold again! Trudging up to the door and readying an apology in her mind if this wasn't, in fact, the Weasley residence, she put on her best "I'm not freezing to death" face and gave the door a ginger knock.
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Date: 2008-09-10 06:22 am (UTC)It had made sense to her that the Order would use something... reasonably protected. For certain, the hum of the wards around the place marked it as a wizarding home, but... she had been expecting something more spectacular. Perhaps it was a facade? Or a pre-meeting spot--the other girls had been part of that secret student organization that had been disbanded some time ago, and perhaps this was one of their meeting places?
A shiver crawled up her spine as a gust of wind breathed partially up her thick snow-jacket. She'd knock and at least try this house before retracing her steps out in the cold again! Trudging up to the door and readying an apology in her mind if this wasn't, in fact, the Weasley residence, she put on her best "I'm not freezing to death" face and gave the door a ginger knock.