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Hogwarts at Last.
It was a huge, huge castle with a thousand glowing spires, mountainous towers, and it was built of grey stone. It was the most beautiful and thrilling sight I’d ever had.
Nightmares, Duels, and Other Emotionally Damaging Stuff
It's too soon for this kind of thing, isn't it? Or so she thought...
Quidditch, Quidditch, and Qui - You get the picture.
Alex looked faintly surprised.
Things Freeze to a Standstill
“Impedimenta!” The red line of light exploded with no warning, and it started arcing towards me. I gritted my teeth and concentrated. If I failed, I would never be able to live this down. My body was tingling and humming again with a strange energy.
An Eventful Trip
It was a funny thing, but being attacked by pseudo Death Eaters did put a certain perspective on things, like how you and the person saving your life should probably be on first name basis. Especially if you had a snogging session that just about blew your brains out twice already.
Not for the Faint-hearted
Professor McGonagall stepped onto the podium, her silver hair tied up in an even more unforgiving bun than usual. “Silence.”
McGonagall pursed her lips, as if at a loss for words. There was an uncomfortable silence between us, until she finally spoke.
Getting Up Can HURT.
“If you did, you would understand!” I screamed, pushing him away from me, beating against his chest. He stumbled backwards only a step before regaining his balance. I wasn’t a weight lifter, but I wasn’t exactly weak either, so a small part of me found time to admire his coordination.
Only two or three feet away, Jen sighed contentedly, her head resting on Michael’s broad shoulders. I looked at Michael critically. He was tall and handsome, but his face was too short, his nose too big, his stance not wide enough, his hair too neat, his eyes not green –
Champions, Guardians, and Mom's Old Flame
“Um, Lizzi, you don’t want your future guardian to think you’re a hobo or something.”
The Only Thing We Require
“Are you serious?” I asked incredulously. “What is this place?”
The Weighing of the Champions
Only one man possessed that kind of freakishly important aura. And there was only one man whose picture I’d seen that often.
Shades and Shadows
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