Persephone. Good God, I forgot how much of a prick the collective populace is.

Should we be helping her tell the Story?

No, I think that's supposed to be her job.

And we're not even supposed to be in the present tense, I think. How'd that happen again?

When we broke the Fourth Wall, remember?

But she really isn't the best of Storytellers, is she?

Luna, we can't help her tell her own story! Otherwise, it might as well be in the Third-Person!

Oh, come off it! I'm sure that Harry could tell it better!

Hey! I had a bloody series written about me, it doesn't mean I could tell the story any better then whoever it is we're posessing could!

There were very likely hundreds of ships in this heap. Maybe, we'll find someone who's enough of a muffin to let us onboard. And, hopefully, someone who isn't enough of a pervert that'll NOT molest Britt. But, then again, that's what Rusty is for.

I think we must have made quite the pair, walking through the docks; The (To date) Most beautiful girl on the Planet (Or, arguably, the entire System), and some random Biddey weilding a rusty shovel and a bag full of credits.

Yep, that'd send me for a loop, too.

Aren't you dead yet?

Hundreds of years ago, remember? Why else are we all crowded in here?

It is rather spacious in here...

Oh, of course Loony has to add her two cents in!

She's not bloody Loony, she's just Luna!

Why, thank you Harry! I say, is that a Sentinel-class Ship?

Eh?

Add to that, that the voices in my head don't know whether it's now or then, and you have one rather confused duo. Either or, we passed by a bunch of ships which you probably grow a garden in the cracks of. One or two looked promising- but not as 'Piratey' as Britt would like. God, she has perfected the Puppy-Dog Eyes look.

Isn't it weird? That we switch in between Past and Present Tense?

I really don't let it get to me. I just focus on the conversation at hand.

That's Loony for you-

Shutup, Ron.

Shutup, Ron.