The wind is blowing. The story begins.

And who's the poor baby now?

Suddenly, the prude is rude and the spoiled is keeping mum and acting like one. It's always a surprising affair when the gutter meets the stars.

Special thanks to myztik for the part which I'm never good at.

Four months and counting, everybody seem to have forgotten about the little bundle of joy that takes much of Draco and Hermione's time. Everybody, save for one, who remembers that tomorrow makes a week of clear sky.

Appelatio, appelatio, appelatio...

Still reeling from the past week's events, Hermione is having a hard time speaking. Hagrid's prodding finally manages to break her lengthy silence and even awakens the old Granger curiosity.

Madame Pomfrey's lazy weeknight takes a drastic turn as an emergency, a despairing teenager and a tantrum collaborates, probably to drive her to the edge of her nerves.

It is a hide and seek of sorts as five Hogwarts students search the outer grounds of their school for the missing Aurora. And in the middle of the biggest blizzard to hit the Wizarding World, a secret people are revealed to the brave lot.