Order Meeting

There had been a lull in the attacks, and Harrison wanted to take advantage of the time to group together and strategize with the Order members that weren't out of commission. With the good graces of Camille, the meeting ended up being held in an extremely concealed portion of the castle. Hogwarts, so far, was still seemingly untouched. Harrison could only hope that it would remain that way. He had made Indigo accompany him so he had the peace of mind of his safety. It was bad enough that he had lost his son; Harrison just had to hope and pray that he wasn't dead.

He sighed as he examined his scratched up arms. He was fortunate this was the extent of the damage thus far.

As soon as it was safe to do so, Hermione arrived at the impromptu meeting place still looking very worried. She was distraught at everything she had seen thus far. In some ways, it felt much crueler than the 1998 Battle of Hogwarts. There were so many innocent people being targeted simply for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

She stood clutching a handkerchief trying to dry her tears.

Reuben walked in with his hands at his side. Not many people too far. Hopefully, that would end up not being the case. At this point, it was very important to have bigger numbers. It was some sort of leverage in this bloodbath.

"Howdy, Harrison, 'Mione. How bad has it been? I just wanna know so I can help y'all if needed. I've been supervisin' them kids."