Jacqueline rolled out of bed, yawning sleepily as she stuck her feet into her fluffy slippers. Well, UGG boots. She couldn't actually find her slippers, they had vanished somewhere into the mess that was her closet. Padding over to said closet, she pulled open the double doors and grabbed the first item of clothing she could see. A pair of old jeans, little holes in the knees and worn patches all over. They looked quite cool, actually, and she pulled them on. Sticking her hand in the pocket, she frowned and pulled out a piece of paper she didn't remember putting there.
Quote:
The time is at hand.
As she looked at the note, a scratchy memory popped into her head. A little dazed that the time had come at last, she whispered the words,
"The time had come for the fulfillment to begin."
At the sound of her voice, the tiny piece of scroll vibrated in her hands slightly. Before her eyes, a couple of inky splotches appeared at the top corner of the little note and began arranging themselves into scrawling letters until the note read:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Note
Dear recipient,
Per the agreement of our prior arrangement, we at the Unified Magical Being Relocation Affair are issuing a widespread call for all relocated persons to return to England as soon as is convenient. Those who do not return will be assumed captured or deceased. Please report immediately to the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade on August 14th to report to the head of U.M.B.R.A., Artemis Braker Jr.
The time is at hand.
U.M.B.R.A.
What? Eh? She didn't WANT to go anywhere, she was quite happy here, thank you very much. Tossing the note towards the wastebasket, she turned back to the closet and grabbed a Tshirt, thoughts of the relocation scheme still on her mind.