Autumn came, surprising Eoghan at how quickly time seemed to pass by.
Eoghan picked up the Daily Prophet from his mail box and began reading through the news as he drank his black coffee. He savored the bitterness, it reminded him he was still alive. As he scanned the headlines, his eyes trailed to an article about Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The specific article was short, a reminder to those that the school year began without a hitch. Curiously, as he read the announcement there was a sentence that stuck out to him. Muggle born students will continue to be admitted and supported through this academic school year.
It was known in the community that Albus Dumbledore was a "mudblood sympathizer,"
and he continued to make Hogwarts a haven for the talented half-blood and muggleborn students. Though it was not in the announcement itself, Eoghan could hear in his mind the disparaging language used by wizards who felt superior to the muggleborn community. To make it worse, it was not uncommon to hear that language be used by some of the paterons of his nursery. Though he wanted to correct them, he couldn't. He needed to be patient. It required him to still himself, and work patiently on project to provide shelter for those who opposed the one who must not be named.
Eoghan spent the month of June, of July and August working on his secret project. Although his nearest neighbor was 10 kilometers from his farm, he didn't want to alarm anyone with a building that disappeared overnight. Instead, he decided on a basement that would be easier to conseal. Outside of his regular duties, Eoghan was using charms to help carve a hole in the ground.
At the end of the three months, Eoghan had created a basement underneath his secondary greenhouse. This greenhouse was where he grew his special projects and rare plants, so it was not alarming that he spent so much time in there. He was impressed at the depth of the basement, the main meeting space could easily hold comfortably 20-30 individuals. There was four rooms, a large meeting space and three smaller spaces adjacent to them. One of the smaller rooms appeared as an extension of his greenhouse. He cast the Quietening charm on the rooms beneath the basement and the secret was kept
Eoghan continued to scan the Daily Prophet, he noticed an article about a muggleborn, Jane Cory Smith, who disappeared. Her family paid the Prophet to put a "missing persons" article in the newspaper and these 'missing persons' artcles seemed to be published with more frequency. The incidents appeared to happen more often in London and her suburbs so he didn't suspect anything to happen in Inveress. That night he fell asleep to a false sense of security.
That security shattered as soon as he woke in the middle of the night to Ginger screeching in the Owlry and Weiny barking and growling at bedroom door. He snapped up from his bed and quickly slapped his glasses on his face. Eoghan rushed to his dresser where he put on a shirt and pant before running out to the Owlry. It was not often that his animals acted so bizarrely. He could feel the adrenaline rushing through his body, his breathing became more heavier. A note was clutched in his owl's feet and it read, Help - C
Callum and Vanora were local neighbors and dear friends to Eoghan. Eoghan joked that Vanora was an owl whisperer and his barn owl, Ginger was fond of the couple. If he couldn't find his owl at his own home, he knew that she was spending time with the couple. He didn't mind because it meant freshly baked goods for breakfast when Ginger was over there.
However, this wasn't normal.
Eoghan focused on their home and with a snap he disappeared from his home and appeared in front of their porch. Horror filled his heart, he balked and felt his esophagus burn as he swallowed down his puke. "W-what are they doing here?" he whispered to himself as the dark mark burned above their home.
Were they still alive? His heart dropped, and he wondered if they disappeared too! The article and picture of Jane Cory Smith that he read earlier burned in his mind. It seemed that he was late to come as an older wizard was already helping Callum and Vanora and directing them to St. Mungos. Eoghan didn't want to interrupt the intervention and felt a wave of calm overcome him as he tried to take deep breaths and control himself.
Before the couple left to St. Mungos he finally gathered the courage to rush to their side and held them both in a tight hug. "I came as quickly as I got the note!" Eoghan assured the couple as best as he could before Sid gently pushed them to leave to the hospital. The lad gave them another hug before they left.
He was caught by the kindness of the older wizard and approached him as the eerie night disappated to dawn. It was kind of confusing to see the man approach the small clearing in the forest, and even weirder for him to feel compelled to follow. "Campanula Rotundifolia Harebell," Eoghan's eyes lit up as Sid picked the blossoming harebell flower. "Everlasting love." he murmured. Who needed sleep when you have second wind. "I-I wanted to thank you, sir, for helping my friends."
ooc; sorry its kind of disjointed. I didn't see the thread at first but wanted to include the bit about the last rp.