Suddenly there appears in the mansion a handsome, golden-haired young man. Wand already drawn as if he'd been in the middle of a wizarding duel, he is bewildered for a mere few seconds before he lets out a laugh. "What place is this?"

Everything was unfamiliar to his eyes but he is up for any unique new experience so with a bright grin he starts ( Read more... )

It's a Thursday, and like any day that ends in "y," Georg has piano lessons. With his hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket, he's on his way to his piano instructor's house... mostly. He might have taken a detour by the stream, calling out to the boys who had happened to take a raft out that day. He's sorely tempted to ditch piano and stay here ( Read more... )

 Angelina Marguerite -- she is beautiful but strange, beautiful but in an aspect always changing, always melting like proud, bright snows into softer shades of spring, or all the seasons turned back, winter grace to autumn glory to a summer blooming-brilliant where the flowers sing and the birds open their wings like petals on the branch. Now she ( Read more... )

She shuts the door behind her and turns around, fully expecting to see a different room to the one that's in front of her. Passing a hand over her eyes, she opens the door again to see if anything is the same as it was not a moment ago. Nope, that's not the room she just left...
Turning, she puts her hands on her hips and speaks to the empty room, " ( Read more... )

A small hand, pale and infinitely graceful in its movement, reached up to take the handle of the door, pausing only briefly before pushing it open and stepping inside, the clicking of her shoes seeming to echo into the night that lay behind her. Pushing back the heavy cloak hood that partially covered her face, she glanced around with an expression ( Read more... )

Ronald Weasley stumbles through the Mansion fireplace, eyes wide. After dusting himself off, he regains his posture and brandishes his wand. He speaks to whomever hears him, but mostly to himself.'I don't know where the hell I've been half the year or what the hell has changed or how in the hell I got back here ... But Merlin's balls, it's been ( Read more... )

Auburn hair and blue eyes. A slender frame and a careful face ( Read more... )

*In the main room of the Mansion, there's a young girl, about twelve. She's pretty, one would have to admit that if they saw her, but her beauty seems to have been faded somehow, or...been frozen ( Read more... )