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Welcome to the Madhouse
I took advantage of his intense concentration to steal three of his roast potatoes.
The Chosen Son is Single Again
“Ah, but I’m a Slytherin, remember? No need to be chivalrous or follow through with my promises.”
Albus Potter Has A Hero Complex
"I don't do joyful. I do cool and cutting."
Shopping with Scorpius Malfoy
“Is that an affectionate glare I spy?”
Cassie Misses The Train
“Have you reconsidered buying me a pygmy puff?”
Moving felt like far too much effort.
“If you call me Ollster again I swear to Salazar I will hurt you”
Testimony and Tentacles
“You’re all cuddly looking. Like a pygmy puff."
In Which Scorpius Is A Moody Cow
Something I hadn’t anticipated was the arrival of Rose Weasley in my life.
In Which Quidditch Is Played
Luckily Scor’s love for Quidditch overrides his hatred for Gryffindors.
In Which Slytherins Speculate
For somebody that generally hates physical contact, I seem to spend a ridiculous quantity of time in Al Potter’s arms.
In Which Breakfast is Traumatic
“It’s because, Rosie,” Louis said solemnly. “You’re not very bright.”
In Which Louis Weasley Dances
“Can we be best friends again now please?”
In Which Things Get A Little Bit More Complicated
My mother, predictably, burst into tears.
In Which The Moron Has A Heart
“Because caring’s not what we do. We argue and insult each other,” I mumbled through a mouthful of waffle.
In Which Al Sits Still
“I thoroughly approve of your snack choices,” Al grinned.
In Which It All Goes Wrong
“You’re a moron,” Katie said, frowning at her son.
In Which It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better
I stopped talking and focussed on breathing instead.
In Which Al Talks
I screwed myself up into a tighter ball.
In Which It Keeps Raining
“You’re so pretty. You’ll never be prettier than you are now. Make the most of it.”
In Which There Isn't That Much Hope
“Leave it. Nobody important rings the bell."
In Which Lies are Told
I was the worst prefect ever.
In Which There Are Surprises
Their kiss was fierce and looked like it was actually probably quite dangerous, given that we were all thirty feet off the ground.
In Which Olivia Likes Cuddles After All
"I always knew he was a scoundrel."
In Which Mysteries Are Solved
“It must be nice to have a reason to get up in the morning,” Clara said. “I’m going to stay in bed in my pyjamas all day. On account of the fact that I am apparently completely undesirable and don’t have a date.”
In Which Family Matters
"I want everything to stop being so complicated."
In Which Ripples are Made
Rose hugged me until Louis had to prise her away from me.
In Which Stories are Told
“You’re a wise one, baby Potter.”
In Which It's More Than Just Quidditch
“Be ruthless,” Scor instructed.
In Which Everyone Sleeps in the Hospital Wing
“I don’t want to lose him. He’s one of the best people I know.”
In Which There Is An Unwelcome Visitor
“Sounds like Rose,” I sighed. “If in doubt, find a book.”
In Which Happiness Can Be Easy
For the first time in a very long time, it felt like things didn’t need to be complicated.
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