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Anatomy of a Hufflepuff
That because we are not Ambitious we are lazy, because we are not Clever we are dumb, and because we are not Brave we are cowardly. Loyal, you say. Hufflepuffs are Loyal, with a capital L, as if that makes up for it. But when you say Loyal what you really mean is lazy, dumb and cowardly.
The Process of Loss
Horrible tragedy. No. No it is simply sad. Why do they give us such long words for pain? Pain, Sadness. They’re complex enough without giving them more syllables. The longer the word, the more you hurt.
In Harmony with Melody
She takes my hand and pulls me off my bed. Melody Chandler is an angel of mercy, I decide. She does not expect me to talk. She expects me to listen. Perfect.
When Actions Can't Speak You Must Resort to Words
I’ve had to prepare myself seriously for this moment. It’s necessary for me to face the fact that the Marauders are cutting me no slack when it comes to talking. They all seem to take every opportunity to ask me questions that leave no room for a nod or shake of the head. And it seems a little juvenile to play hooky again after all the time I took off the week before. So when Remus comes over and says hello, I will respond. I will do my very best to converse and not cut him short or give him half replies. Oh shit. Here he comes. Not ready yet!
It's What Teenagers Do
If I was Remus I would certainly take a fairy princess over a bug-eyed, dark-haired waif. I’m pale too, with a sort of pointy nose. And I’m mute. Well not really with him, but basically, yeah. A brooding mute waif. I’m really not very appealing at all. And I’m snide. A brooding, snide, mute, waif. I think I need to take a trip up to the Astronomy Tower. To jump off it.
It Just Is
It is the strangest position I have ever found myself in. None of these people have ever been a part of my life before. Now it seems as if they’re all I have. And James Potter is holding my hand as if it’s his life line. And it it’s the most comforting thing I’ve ever experienced.
The coffins are sinking into the ground. Everything seems so perfectly respectable. Three funerals in less than two months. Five deaths. So many more that I don’t even know about. Something about the quantity makes it seem so impersonal.
The Black Touch
Sirius seems to be examining me in my silence as I prod at our growing fire with a larger branch.
Sirius &quot;Quotations&quot; Black
“Don’t forget about our date tomorrow, Cal!” Sirius shouts to my retreating form. I flash him a glare over my shoulder and stalk away. Here’s to a perfectly good weekend ruined by Sirius “I’m A Bloody Expert On Hotness” Black.
The Inner Workings Of A Young Man With A Curiously Furry Little Problem
Werewolves are not known for their wonderfully decadent love lives.
The Scenery At Hogwarts
“Calliope, love, I have a dreadful favor to ask you,” Remus says sweetly.
All Eyes On Us
Holiday Ball!! I give no secrets away...oooOOooo.
My Moon, My Man
“I’m not risking it, Sirius,” Remus says in tense tones.
I had originally meant to be careful, to not wear myself out or get my clothes too wet and catch a chill. But I lost track of those thoughts as the battle carried on. I’ve been pulverized by snowballs, slipped and fell on ice, bruising my knee, and I accidentally just hit Remus with a snowball inciting him to tackle me to the ground.
Love Is The New Feel Awful
I can just go along as I am till Remus does something, and if he never does than I never will either. I’ll be stuck in delicious, friendly torture for the rest of my life. Better that than all alone again.
I should…remove her or something.
Remus Lupin was behaving strangely today. And it was doing nothing for my frayed nerves.
Best Friends Are Worthless
“I don’t know how to be a girlfriend,” I tell her, feeling my nerves seeps back in over the dorky glee I had just felt. “I’ve only ever been a pseudo-snog-buddy!”
“What do you mean you ‘forgot Calliope’!?” I shout at Peter in the Shrieking Shack as Sirius and James try to wrestle me into relaxation.
Silence May Be Golden But It Can't Buy Me Love
“You’re awake,” Remus whispers.
“Trouble in paradise?”
Failing For The First Time
How excruciatingly awkward.
The drastic changes that have taken place between this years train rides so far are a little unnerving. And I can’t help but hope that this is it for the changes.
A Movie Script Ending
“I give you the Graduated Class of 1977!!”
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