Alicia kept quiet, letting the man digest what she had just learned. At first he simply looked at her, and then he looked about ready to pass out, which had her sit a tad straighter ready to move quickly should that happen. It didn't. Instead he opened his mouth, and the confusion Alicia had felt was dripping from his voice, his very simple question. "Dead?" Alicia asked, then shook her head. "Good Godric, no, you're not dead. I mean," she held up her hand when she realised her blunder in using his name like she used to. "No, no. You are not dead. You are very alive, and that is why this seems like trickery to us." That was one thing she knew to be the absolute truth: the man sitting in front of her was alive and by the looks of it, far from dying, though he may have looked on the verge of passing out for just an instance.
"Rowena Ravenclaw," she said softly when he mentioned a Rowena that knew more about spells than he did. "Yeah, that sounds likely." She nodded to show that she agreed with him. "I am not familiar with the spell myself either, but I know how to use the prepared parchment." Taking his hand as he held it out to her, she sent what she hoped was a reassuring smile. "No instruction is needed," she assured him, and turned his hand palm down, and applied pressure to his index finger until a single drop of his blood fell onto the parchment. "Now we wait," she told him, turning his hand back around, though not releasing it until she had cast a simple Healing charm to make the cut disappear completely.
A few moments passed before the red lines started appearing, spelling out names and indicating family relations, and another few before the parchment was completely filled, and there at the top, was the name she had somewhat expected though couldn't fathom how could possibly be there... here. "You said this man came through the portal?" she asked Kingsley without taking her eyes off the parchment, at least not until the implications of that possibility had her stare wideeyed up at one of the founders of the oldest magic school in the world. Of course, they had travelled five million years back in time, to a different timeline, so for someone a thousand years older should be able to do the very same thing, except that they had all been told the portal was stable and that only people from their time was able to travel, not to mention the fact that it didn't seem as if Godric had come here voluntarily.
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Date: 2013-01-06 11:43 pm (UTC)"Rowena Ravenclaw," she said softly when he mentioned a Rowena that knew more about spells than he did. "Yeah, that sounds likely." She nodded to show that she agreed with him. "I am not familiar with the spell myself either, but I know how to use the prepared parchment." Taking his hand as he held it out to her, she sent what she hoped was a reassuring smile. "No instruction is needed," she assured him, and turned his hand palm down, and applied pressure to his index finger until a single drop of his blood fell onto the parchment. "Now we wait," she told him, turning his hand back around, though not releasing it until she had cast a simple Healing charm to make the cut disappear completely.
A few moments passed before the red lines started appearing, spelling out names and indicating family relations, and another few before the parchment was completely filled, and there at the top, was the name she had somewhat expected though couldn't fathom how could possibly be there... here. "You said this man came through the portal?" she asked Kingsley without taking her eyes off the parchment, at least not until the implications of that possibility had her stare wideeyed up at one of the founders of the oldest magic school in the world. Of course, they had travelled five million years back in time, to a different timeline, so for someone a thousand years older should be able to do the very same thing, except that they had all been told the portal was stable and that only people from their time was able to travel, not to mention the fact that it didn't seem as if Godric had come here voluntarily.