LOCATION: Burns Farm, Wiltshire
DATE: June 24th, 1984
WHO: Dorcas and Emma ( @emmaofvanityâ )
Dorcas was silently cursing Alice for putting her with Emma Vanity of all people. Gods, why did she have to be with the prissy pureblood. Of course, it hadnât escaped her awareness that Alice was a pureblood herself. But Dorcas actually liked Alice. She didnât like Emma. That was the problem. Dorcas respected Alice though, and so she didnât question her decision. There was also the fact that she wouldnât have really wanted to be with Sirius or Mundungus either. Gods, was all of their team bad? Time to move on from those thoughts though. They needed to disarm these traps. Because, they really did not want the muggles getting hurt.
âWhere do you think the muggles are....farmers donât wait this long before starting work.â She was surprised that werenât out already to be honest. Dorcas glanced at Emma, before she took another step forward, and nearly fell to her probably untimely death. âFuck... Fuck.....â Dorcas grumbed, grabbing onto Emma to stop herself from falling into the random hole that had appeared, having previously being covered by leaves.
âWhat the fuck....â She grumbled, taking a big step back from the hole. âDid not expect that.âÂ












