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Uncle Alphard's Golden Heart
In Mrs. Black’s mind, her brother was a stingy man who never put his money to any use. Sirius decided, therefore, that it would be for the best not to share with her what Alphard was in fact spending his money on these days.
A Potion for Disaster
Sirius gagged at the idea. “That’s brilliantly disgusting, Prongs. You are one dangerous wizard.”
The Wand, the Broomstick and the Snake
The main reason Julietta thought the nicknames were pointless was the fact that the boys her friends had chosen to name were ones they would never stand a chance with. While Irene and Suzy spent hours discussing a passing glance in minute detail, those boys were out snogging older girls or doing anything other than thinking about them, a couple of awkward thirteen-year old witches.
Hogsmeade is No Place for Moping
“It’s a Saturday,” Remus uttered from his corner of the room, his voice etched with exhaustion. “The full moon’s only next week and if you don’t stop making so much noise it might have to come early.”
What’s Not to Love About James Potter
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?” She heard herself shouting, although it could have been anyone’s voice. The fever was clouding her brain and making her see red. “THIS IS A SCHOOL! IT’S NOT SOME KIND OF BROTHEL!”
Snape’s Best Memory
Severus was generally quite good at blocking out what went on around him. He generally experienced few emotions, in fact, other than an anger that was always boiling somewhere under the surface and sometimes overflowed his cauldron. That was how he liked to think of himself, as a potion stewing slowly and constantly on the edge of explosion.
Of Gamps and Grindelwalds
“Oh, yeah, she may have mentioned something like that… About seeing her bedroom.” James repressed another shudder.
The Sirius Meter
Julietta was no stranger to the empty, dull feeling that always pervaded at Christmas, and as someone who liked being listened to and hated being on her own, she would have preferred her friends to stay. There was also a feeling of relief this year, however, because simply put, they were driving her mad.
The New Knight
Severus was comforted by the thought that pictures of him, Wilkes and Mulciber would one day hang on the chamber’s wall like the portraits of previous members now staring down on them.
An Unfortunate Mistake
“Alright, give me your hand,” Lily said, straightening up. “I mean, put your hand on the table.”
Snogging For Points
Lily didn’t think she’d ever had a more difficult time concentrating on her textbooks. Harassment from Potter or jeering Slytherins she could handle – the pungent odor of nail varnish and a continuous backdrop of giggling was quite a different matter.
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