Ready to ROCK! [Backdated to Wednesday!]

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[One moment Gakupo was outside, strumming out a soft tune on a guitar he found ages ago underneath the stage of the quad, and the next...he's in his old dressing room! He's disoriented from the travel and falls over.]

Mr. Gakupo-- [His agent enters, looking down and sees her up-and-coming talent on the floor in a daze. Sighs.] You're not drinking, are you? Youth these days. Get up from the floor and fix yourself up! You're on in ten! [She walks out, muttering about fame going to his head already.]

[Gakupo rights himself and is sitting now cross-legged, so totally lost.]

...what?!

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[This isn't the Triple Triad room. Gabriella stares at the dressing room for a moment, then down at her clothes (they seem more fit for a musical performance than school) and back at the mirror in slight disgust.]

... This is officially the strangest dream I've had in a while.

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[Harry, meanwhile, had no idea where he was or what he was doing here. He was so new, in fact, that he didn't recognize either of the two people he was in the room with. But he pretty quickly decided that it wasn't some kind of Death Eater trick.

He doubted that anybody who worked for Voldemort could identify a guitar if their lives depended on it.]

So, uh, what the bloody hell is going on here?

[No sense beating around the bush. Just because he thought they weren't Death Eaters didn't mean his hand was keeping very close to his waist, just in case.]