It had been a little less than a week since his mother was attacked. The best and most attentive Healers were at her side day and night, new Potions hooked up to her veins every two hours, keeping her stable but the wounds weren't yet close to fixing themselves. It was frustrating and terrifying, Jonah never this close to tragedy before. All of his ( Read more... )

He didn't want to think he was nervous ( Read more... )

( Letter and Package to Ella Montgomery )

The light was shining through his curtains, inching through the very small space where he had apparently forgotten to close them completely the night before. It was like a tiny needle of pain, hitting him square in the eyes, the headache forming between his temples aggravated by it. He blinked, squeezing his eyes shut as he moved to bury himself ( Read more... )

The Bats had won their first match against the Cannons. Granted, it was the Cannons and the game only lasted about thirty-five minutes before the Snitch was caught but it was still a win. He felt rather proud of himself, still, recalling the final dive he made to save the Qauffle. It could have been enough to win had their Seeker did anything but ( Read more... )