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sarah f. stebbins ([info]sarahs) wrote in [info]valesco,
Rory! His baby! Sarah watched as Brier rushed by her and---he couldn't go out there! There were death eaters out there! She froze in place, knowing that it was all too risky to go out there and down the road to the day care. But--they wouldn't hurt babies, right?

Sarah wanted to hit herself as she forgot where she worked. The Three Broomsticks, whose owners and daughter had been slain for no reason at all.

Without thinking any further (she didn't do that much, think before she did anything---it explained a lot), Sarah rushed after Brier into the street, turning around only to lock the doors of the Three Broomsticks to give the customers inside some sort of fighting chance. Oh--oh, Berk was going to kill her if she didn't die in the streets.

She didn't call out after him, she didn't want to be a distraction, but Sarah ran as fast as she could to catch up to Brier, clinging onto his arm to pull him toward the buildings to create some sort of cover.


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