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2013 Golden Snitches Winner in the following categories: Character (Louis Weasley) You'd Be BFFs With [and] Best Male Character (Louis Weasley)
Sleep - what's that?
“You know, we should totally get drinks at the Leaky to celebrate.”
“She really is like her mother.”
“Remus, buddy,” I said, lifting him effortlessly and tossing him up and catching him as though he were a sack of potatoes. “How’ve you been?”
I guess that was changing now that I was on my own. God, I just couldn’t think that enough times and get used to it. I was an official healer now. I even had a new ID badge and everything, plus it was laminated. LAMINATED, blimey, guess that meant I was really growing up.
“He looks so young,” Valerie said, though she herself didn’t look all that much older than me. “Since when did they start letting Hogwarts students into the healing program before they graduated?”
An Unexpected Night
The alcohol was driving the fatigue from my mind in a foggy haze. I wasn’t even aware of the words that were floating out of my mouth.
Falling Into A Schedule
“She’s nice,” Frank said the instant Elsie was out of earshot. “And cute.”
Caught Off Guard
I headed toward the lifts to take it up to the cafeteria when I inadvertently run into Elsie, though, and ended up awkwardly apologizing for bumping into her.
If You Can't Find 'Em
If the werewolf wasn’t registered... Well, I didn’t want to think about that. None of us wanted to think that way.
To Craft a Hypothesis
“Louis, if there’s anyone who’s on your side,” Thomas said, “it’s me. I know how brilliant of a healer you are and how hard you work. You should have been a Hufflepuff; you never blimey give up.”
Some Family Time
“Louis, it's great to see you,” Nana Molly said. “It really has been much too long. Let's take a look at you.”
Falling Into Place
I was heading down to the main lobby to use the floo network. But I was pulled from behind as I reached out to pinch some of the shimmering powder that rested on the mantle over the fireplace. Before I could look behind to see who had grabbed hold of me, I felt the familiar sensation of being pushed through a tight tube before the invisible bands broke free.
Grown Up Responsibilities
“Louis, is that you, mate?” Reese said, clapping my shoulder. “How’ve you been?”
“I suppose,” I said. “So, Lily, where’s Lysander at?”
“So, where’s Dom?” I asked.
I had no idea what to wear to my alleged date with Elsie Short. It wasn’t like we were going to a restaurant. What did one wear to a dinner date at the other’s house? None of my exes had ever cooked for me. I’d never cooked for any of them, either.
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