Neville is in the common room, hanging the following sign. The words are flashing on it, a little charm he used to get more attention. He's pulled up a comfortable chair nearby, so you can talk to him if you'd like to ask questions or just chat.

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He arrives much the way he went out, at least from his perspective. Light, burning, pain. Still he doesn't cry out and as the effects begin to wear off and his vision clears finds himself not exactly where he expected. The only telling sign of what he's just endured is a scorched hole in his shirt and a large burn on his chest, remnants of the ( Read more... )

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It was only recently that Harry had discovered the three Hallows - the invisibility cloak, the Gaunt's ring and the Elder wand (which he'll always think of as Dumbledore's) - had landed in his possession again. Not really wanting to deal with them - except for the cloak that he'd had since he was eleven - he'd pushed the other two to the back of ( Read more... )

Her last conversation with Iggy has given Nellas an idea, finally, about a thank you for the bearskin and for people being her friends - and for getting to know others. Surprised as she is about herself, Nellas has found she enjoys company much more than solitude, although that is good sometimes when she needs to recharge ( Read more... )

Two young men are walking toward the mansion, hand in hand. One is dark-haired and looks quite happy while the other is blond, pale and looks very annoyed ( Read more... )

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A large cream and orange cat nudges open the door and strolls in. He ignores the tables and the people, making direcly for the hearth and fire where he flops down unceremoniously to nap.