[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 helped herself to a serving of most of what was on the table: pancakes, eggs, sausage, hash browns, and a slice of coffee cake. She found an empty spot beside Ginny and next to George; she set her plate down, going back for a cup of tea and making sure her friends all found food to their liking and spots to set their plates. Soon all of them were ringed around the table, and even Ron had said good morning to them all, somewhat subdued by last night's events and the effect of a heavy breakfast just settling in his stomach (though, Alison noted, he was piling more pancakes on his plate, so he obviously wasn't done yet).

Across the table, Mr. Weasley was hunched over what she assumed was this morning's edition of The Daily Prophet; Charlie and Fred were reading over his shoulder, the latter while eating a slice of toast that was disappearing frighteningly quickly. Alison tilted her head, trying to get a glance at the front page to see if they'd made the news among the shifting headlines, but Mr. Weasley was holding the paper close to the table and it was hard to tell. Just as she was about to ask, Charlie looked up and smiled at the girls, his gaze sweeping over the table until it stopped at Kahvi. His brow furrowed for a moment; Alison wondered what it could be - she wondered if he simply recognized her from the breakout last night.

[OOC: I believe Steph wanted to have Charlie recognize Kahvi, because she and her mother are known (though not to the Snogs girls) to handle dragons.]