Si Monumentum Requiris, Circumspice.
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This one is for the grieving.
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A/N: [See Part 1 for longer A/N]
"Inheritance" Part 3/3
AO3 would not let me post a 120k update. [I can't imagine why.] I am laughing so hard at the moment. Anyways. Sorry. If anyone else is bothered by the disruption of our every-other chapter POV switch, know that these three parts are one unit, acting together. [I'm placing the POV tag in to keep from confusing people who skip the A/N, though. <3]
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Lumos: "Inheritance" (III)
III. "Allegro"
August 1, 2003
She scheduled the next round of meetings, with significant fuss from George, Ron, and Percy. This time, conditions were stable, and they took the portkey to the ship—the Le Varech.
The navy uniforms onboard included white fabric tucked about the shoulders and rubber shoes enchanted with sticking charms. Charlie seemed to run the operation with the help of an old friend from the Romanian reserve—Tasha Lee. One of Toronto's wizarding dignitaries, she'd volunteered to help when Charlie asked.
The deck seemed quite different from the glimpse she'd had in the Daydream Charm, though the sky was still overcast, and the air uncomfortably chilled.
"How do you track the dragon?" Hermione asked. The ship had to keep tabs on the Frost Tooth, so as to know how to avoid it.
The waves churned, but not so toweringly high as they could become.
Charlie held onto a bit of rigging. "Instinct," he said.
Tasha rolled her eyes. "It's a wonder you're alive," she said. Then, to Hermione: "I've had to re-teach him nearly everything."
"Nonsense," Charlie said.
"You're a hassle, Weasley," Tasha said.
Charlie grinned.
Tasha pointed along the waves. "There are signs we follow—water temperatures, currents, surpluses of dead fish that rise to the surface." She gestured towards their feet. "And below deck, we have some smaller wards on board that'll send up a flare when it's in attack proximity, though most of the magical capacity's gone to acting as a homing beacon for those portkeys."
A moving target would be more difficult to find.
"An awful lot of effort, just to avoid something," Hermione said softly.
"We've had close calls," Charlie said. "Without the help, I'd likely be sunk." He gave Lee's arm a friendly shove. "Goes to show you can trust your old friends to come through, eh?"
Tasha laughed. "You didn't even recognize me, when I came on board."
Charlie grinned. "Well, I do now."
A strangled groan echoed over her shoulder.
Percy clung to the side of the cabin behind them. "Could you please stop chatting the crew up and get on with this?" He looked green.
Charlie's smile fell, and he strode over.
Percy glowered, ducking into the doorframe. Inside, George and Ron were murmuring in the short corridor, tension rattling between them that hadn't quite been ironed out since the ward attack. Their voices were clipped. Short. Tense.
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