texts from last night's deeply regretted rum venture

[groundrules]

DON'T PIRATE AND DRIVE

o1. Nothing settles the Crossing jitters like a bit of liquid courage — and with pirates, sharing is caring. Maybe you took it willing, under duress or subterfuge, or you completely underestimated the potency of what your esteemed sailor companions style the 'Mother's milk — but you are hereby sloshed. Inebriated. Tipsy. Under the weather. Toasting the gods. o2. Top level with one or more of your character's most philosophical, amorous, or otherwise deeply wrong drunken thoughts or observation. Don't leave an empty comment, that makes the wine gods sad. o3. Comment aroundkeep incriminating evidence. o4. Feel free to make any of your threads game canon, just check with your partner too!

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[reparo]

There was a very vile, evil, dark wizard that was trying to rise to power. He'd learned from a prophecy that despite his every effort to be immortal, he could be killed the a child - the child he tried to kill and didn't manage to once. That's Harry - he's so much my best friend that be might as well be my family.

He was resurrected, and gathered an army of equally vile wizards who wanted to kill muggleborns like me, and their families, and anyone who wasn't pureblooded with a family of wizards spanning back centuries.

Then Harry learned from his mentor that the way to destroy this Dark Lord was to destroy the fragments of his soul, imbued into objects that were lost to time.

I had to go with him. I had to keep my friends safe, but I couldn't leave my parents unprotected. They were just dentists! There was nobody from the wizarding side who could help keep them safe, so.

I erased their memories of me. I made them think they're other people and they're far away living in Australia.

When I go back home, I'm going to go find them. Get them back and hope they will forgive me.

[somebadnews]

[ Five demanded it, but he still didn't expect to get the whole story. He's going to have to read it again, when he's more sober and doesn't feel so conflicted by the obvious implications. It's hard to focus on a murderous wizard, most likely the one involved when she was tortured, when the gist of her story is that she knows a spell that does what was done to him.

Hermione felt justified. The way he does with all the people he killed for the greater good, or how he's never begrudged his sister for her power, but he can't just move past it. ]

You didn't trust them, so you rewrote their lives. You don't think it might have helped them to know what was out there?

[reparo]

[She'll be quick to correct that assumption here, because he makes it sound like it wasn't the most vicious, and hardest thing she's done.]

No, I didn't trust the wizards fighting on the side of the government to give a crap about the parents of any muggleborn, let alone mine. I trusted my parents - I love them! - but they had no way to keep themselves safe on their own. They would've kept me with them and hunkered down in place, and we would have been all dead within the month.

So no, I don't think that knowing what was out there would have stopped it from coming for them.

[somebadnews]

[ She was afraid of what they would do. Five believes her when she says she thinks they would have died if she hadn't, but it's still hard to separate his feelings on this very specific subject. She's earned... some understanding, and he tries to remember that her parents aren't him. Who did it to him wasn't trying to save his life.

She's also very young, and he doesn't know how long ago that was. It's hard to imagine some childhoods aren't met with constant threats, but he's a reminder that it could always be worse. ]

Would you do it again?