She had succeeded in another syllable. Nick thought about offering her his arm directly, but his faith in her courage and her sense was so low that instead he glanced left and right, as he might before crossing a street, and ducked towards the wall. He fell through it to the platform, and turned on his heel to cross back out on the muggle side as soon as the platform guard gave leave, taking quick strides (in case she had managed to move from her prior spot in the intervening half a minute without him.)
“Now try with me, with the clear intention of going through,” he instructed, offering his arm impatiently. “And don’t look too nervous, if you will. Best avoid the muggles’ attention.”
Good luck to her ever finding her way through the wall at Diagon Alley, if she was here long enough to try it.
“Now try with me, with the clear intention of going through,” he instructed, offering his arm impatiently. “And don’t look too nervous, if you will. Best avoid the muggles’ attention.”
Good luck to her ever finding her way through the wall at Diagon Alley, if she was here long enough to try it.
