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May. 17th, 2015 03:38 pmMy friend Deirdre wrote to me just now -- she couldn't get to her journal immediately when it happened, but apparently when everything went haywire, the dragons went spare. They had to put down at least half a dozen of them for endangering the others, or because they were injured and mad with it, or ... well, I'll avoid the details.
She said that as soon as the immediate wave passed, they all -- oh, this is going to sound mad, and I'm sharing it secondhand to begin with, but once they all calmed down, they all started staring to the southeast. Like they're watching something. Something with the wards? Something with the LP's magic breaking? I don't know.
And, get this. She said that she took a vote, and the other keepers decided that they're on the Order's side, because "if Charlie's with them, that's good enough for us." (I'm a little fuzzy on how they're certain I'm on the Order's side. Either I was sloppy about where I was writing in the middle of battle last night or I've been sloppy all along. Or they extrapolated based on the rest of you Weasley lot. Or somebody saw me wearing the Phoenix last night and passed it along, but I don't think anybody's got kids here ... sorry, I haven't slept right in like two days, I'm having a little trouble staying focused.)
Anyway. They coshed Higgs over the head and tossed him in one of the secure sheds. He'll be able to bang on the doors all he wants without getting out, those things are rated for Horntails. And Dree said that she's assigned a pair to scavenging each of the dragons that died, and we'll have all the dragon's blood we need and she'll make sure she only gives it to me or somebody I approve of. Turns out she did catch me drawing blood at some point, and she's been keeping her mouth shut ever since.
Merlin, I'm tired. I'm going to head back up to the Preserve and handle things there for a while, and then I'm going to sleep. Maybe until Tuesday, so Mum, if you don't hear from me until then, don't get worried. (And speaking of, Mum, heal quickly.)
She said that as soon as the immediate wave passed, they all -- oh, this is going to sound mad, and I'm sharing it secondhand to begin with, but once they all calmed down, they all started staring to the southeast. Like they're watching something. Something with the wards? Something with the LP's magic breaking? I don't know.
And, get this. She said that she took a vote, and the other keepers decided that they're on the Order's side, because "if Charlie's with them, that's good enough for us." (I'm a little fuzzy on how they're certain I'm on the Order's side. Either I was sloppy about where I was writing in the middle of battle last night or I've been sloppy all along. Or they extrapolated based on the rest of you Weasley lot. Or somebody saw me wearing the Phoenix last night and passed it along, but I don't think anybody's got kids here ... sorry, I haven't slept right in like two days, I'm having a little trouble staying focused.)
Anyway. They coshed Higgs over the head and tossed him in one of the secure sheds. He'll be able to bang on the doors all he wants without getting out, those things are rated for Horntails. And Dree said that she's assigned a pair to scavenging each of the dragons that died, and we'll have all the dragon's blood we need and she'll make sure she only gives it to me or somebody I approve of. Turns out she did catch me drawing blood at some point, and she's been keeping her mouth shut ever since.
Merlin, I'm tired. I'm going to head back up to the Preserve and handle things there for a while, and then I'm going to sleep. Maybe until Tuesday, so Mum, if you don't hear from me until then, don't get worried. (And speaking of, Mum, heal quickly.)