Lauryn: *Aims wand at Rhy and petrifies him by pure reaction* Oh, Rhyan! I'm sorry! Kris: I got it, *Frees him* Rhy, don't do that. We've had too many battles to be calm enough for that. And all the way up at this height, we could kill you by accident. You okay?
Kris: Hm? When was that..? Lauryn: *Sits down, thinking about the far too many close calls we had before*
Lauryn: Huh? Oh no, I was just remembering our fights... Kris: The battle for Hogwarts... Lauryn: The fight with Zack. Kris: ... *Face goes a little pale and he puts a hand on his stomach*
Lauryn: *Blushes a little* Thanks, we've missed you all too... Kris: *Sighs and whispers extremely softly*
Kris: We... Lauryn: Were hunting down the remainder of Voldemort's followers. *Looks at Kris* Kris: Right.
Kris: Yes. Riddle's influence affected magic users around the world, not just England. Lauryn: We've had trouble finding them all... *There are dozens of faint marks on both Kris and Lauryn, old scars from battles while they were gone*