Day 35: Bus 1

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Sanji woke up groggily to find his nurse already in his room. He gave a sleepy and half-hearted "Buh?" before realizing that nurse meant dayshift, and he'd fallen asleep after dinner.

"Shit!" He sat up abruptly, which gave his nurse a start. "Nami-swan!" How had he allowed himself to sleep through an entire night? What if she'd tried to return to the basement? What if she'd been waiting for him to appear and protect her? He'd let her down!

"There, there. Calm down." His nurse set a familiar flannel shirt down on the bed and Sanji eyed it with confusion. The last time he'd worn that had been... "Sorry I didn't knock or anything, but I was so excited~!" A pair of jeans followed the shirt. "Today is the field trip into town! Aren't you looking forward to it?"

The chef had to admit, the town had been an interesting enough place the last time he'd been. If he could find Nami early on he might even be able to lead her around... So he didn't complain too much as he changed into the other outfit (which he really wished they'd let him keep - anything was better than the regular gray) and was led out to the first of the buses.

He took a seat near the front, hopefully easily visible to any of his crew - especially to a certain member of his crew.

[for Usopp!]

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Fleur had taken to staring out the window, impatiently tapping her foot against the floor as she waited for the buses to set out. She wasn't paying attention to people still boarding buses, but that changed the moment she heard a familiar voice call her name.

"'Arry?" she replied, immediately turning to look for him. It was always a pleasure to see him, but she'd never been as relieved as she was now. With a smile, Fleur nodded to his question and motioned to the space beside her.

"I did not know zat you were 'ere also. I am so glad to see you!" And, just like the, the gravity of the situation struck. No matter how happy she was to finally see someone she knew, Harry shouldn’t be here.

"But, no," she continued, shaking her head at the realization, "you should not be 'ere. Ziz place, eet is... absolutely 'orrible."

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Harry sat down next to Fleur carefully. He didn't want to get too close in case he was still sick but he also didn't want to be away from her. Harry grinned, but it was with the same mixture of happiness and disappointment that Fleur spoke with.

"I've been here for a while," he said. "I've been sick for a few days though." He frowned, letting his worry get the best of him. "When did you get here? Is anyone else here?" He looked around the bus, as if scanning for Weasley red hair or Hermione or even Snape. "Are you okay?" He didn't like the idea that she may have been through a Nightshift while he had been sick in bed.

There were so many questions to ask Fleur and so much to talk about, but he wasn't sure how much he should give away. Fleur seemed old enough that she had at least been married to Bill, but what else did she know? Snape had had no memory of the last few years. What if Fleur also was from some time earlier than him? What if she was later? The thought hit him and he suddenly wanted to ask when was the last time she had seen Ginny.