[LOG] Jailbreaking Azkaban

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Who: Alison Mallory, Kahvi Sidhe, Ora Yang, and the Order of the Phoenix
When: New Years Eve, 1998
Where: The Burrow, a remote English suburb
What: The Order of the Phoenix jailbreaks Azkaban, and the girls are help out

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Ora stuffed her sash and a spare change of clothes in her bag, and bounded down the stairs to grab her winter coat from the closet in the hallway. "Mum! Dad! I'm ready!" she shouted, stuffing her arms through the sleeves and doing a quick check through the list in her mind to make sure she had packed everything she needed, and everything that would make it seem like she was going to a legitimate sleepover at the Burrow.

"Mm hm," Ora's father said simply as he folded his copy of The Daily Prophet and set it down on the sitting room table. He shot his daughter a dubious look. Ora smiled up at him cheerfully, as if nothing was wrong. She mitigated it a little when her father's look turned more severe.

"You know if you get lost, Ora, you're breaking curfew."

Ora rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Dad, I know. But I'm eighteen! I can Apparate properly; I'm not going to get lost or end up in the middle of the woods."

Ambassador Yang's mouth twitched as if he didn't completely believe his daughter, but had to actually refrain from telling her so. "I'll leave the wards down for five minutes," he said simply, drawing his wand from the fold of his robes, "so if you get lost you can Apparate back."

"Okay, Dad," Ora said. She rolled her eyes again.

"Have you got everything?" Ora's mum asked. She rose from the couch and looked pointedly at Ora's bag.

"Yup," Ora said with a nod. "And if not, I'm sure Alison can lend me something."

"Toothbrush?"

Ora nodded. "Packed it already, Mum."

Ora's mother simply nodded and smiled, and came around the sofa to give her daughter a hug and a kiss. "Well, Happy New Year, and enjoy the night with your friends."

"Thanks!" Ora gave her mum and dad a hug and a kiss each. Her father still did not look entirely happy as he closed his eyes and hummed the chant to lift the anti-Apparition wards surrounding their house, but Ora still managed a smile as she waved and then thought very hard of the Burrow.

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Ottery St. Catchpole was even colder than London, and even in a thick scarf and coat Ora was shivering. She had appeared about one hundred meters out from the Burrow, and was throughly cold by the time she got to the door and lifted a hand to knock politely at it. Even though the house seemed quiet from the outside, Ora wondered if anyone would hear here--after all, she could not imagine that a rescue the proportions of breaking in and out of Azkaban would take any less than a good chunk of the Order.

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Alison woke a early the next morning, though she'd rolled over and gone back to sleep a number of times, thinking how nice it was to be comfortably encased in well-worn blankets and not chased by angry Death Eaters. All the girls had arrived home safely last night, though Ora and Lysienne had seen some action as well. Ron and Ginny had already been home when the girls Apparated back; the twins had arrived not long after, flushed from exertion but not severely harmed. Mrs. Weasley had fussed over everyone, those who were her children and who weren't with the same vigor, and given them all hot chocolate and sent them to bed for some well-deserved rest.

But there were only so many times she could close her eyes and drift back into slumber, and eventually she blinked in the pale sunlight coming from the window where the curtains weren't quite closed. It looked like everyone else in the room was either still asleep, or close to it. Alison fumbled at her bedside for her glasses and pulled them on, taking a deep breath and just catching a whiff of something that smelled breakfasty - and delicious - from downstairs. It looked like Mrs. Weasley was up already, then, and making enough food to feed an army, most likely. Alison grinned, stretched slightly sore muscles, and glanced at her friends. "Anyone awake enough for breakfast?" she asked the other beds softly.

[OOC: Okay, so... back to everyone! Woo, this is going to be the Longest Log Evar! Also, for the record, Charlie is supposed to still be around. I'm assuming the twins might are, as well. Also, um, if anyone is an uber-early riser and would already be awake, let me know and I can fix this. ^^; Assume it's a pretty reasonably early time to be getting up, though.]

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A couple of fingers inched out from under the cocoon of fluffy blankets where Kahvi should have been and sort of half-waved at Alison in response, accompanied by a sleepy groan.

[OOC: Actually, given the extreme length of this log as it is already, maybe the next morning should be a brand new log?]