Katie felt just this side of giddy.

She was twin-free for the afternoon for the first time in longer than she could rightly remember. Angelina had dropped by Wheezes while she was visiting Fred with the boys, and the two had volunteered to watch her miscreants and let her run some errands for Christmas while they visited and kept the shop ( Read more... )

With Tess in school during the day now, Gwen at the stadium, and J off doing Merlin-knew-what, often from before dawn until nearly midnight, Regan often found herself quite at loose ends somewhere around mid-morning. There were only so many things to putter at within White Chapel, and though Teddy would be thrilled with six walks a day, it was ( Read more... )

Had it been any other day, Benjamin would have had his after-dinner brandy at home, alone. Had it been any other day, he would have been successful in his day’s work and would have acquired the piece he’d bid on. Had it been any other day, he’d have been happy to avoid anyone and analyze the mistakes he’d made that had cost him his prize.

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“Self-defense,” Benjamin explained, noticing that the healer’s steady gaze had flicked down to look at his bloody knuckles more than once since he’d entered the clinic in Diagon Alley.

“I didn’t ask,” Ginny murmured in response, continuing to mix her salves into one jar. She’d made the mission statement of Healing Hands clear; they healed anyone ( Read more... )

It had been months since he’d purchased Borgin and Burke’s with the intention to return the shoppe to its former glory. At first it had been a rash decision, something he’d done out of impulse shortly after his grandfather’s death, but as time had passed Benjamin realized that even if he hadn’t known it at the time, he’d had a plan.

Plans were ( Read more... )