Cayce glared at her notes.

She'd gotten sloppy, she realized; she hadn't been keeping up with the new arrivals nearly as well as she should, and she hadn't updated the park census in forever. Which meant it was time to do this the easy way.

So a large sheet of paper went up on the park bulletin board.

Hi everyone ( Read more... )

( IMPORTANT!!! )

( Spoilers for the seventh book. )

Scattered around the park are four smallish glass bottles filled with a mysterious liquid (tasting deliciously of cherry tart, custard, pinapple, roast turkey, toffy, and hot buttered toast). A paper label is attached to each, with the words "DRINK ME" beautifully printed on it in large letters ( Read more... )

James was bored. James was bored, and he wanted to fly, and maybe have a game of Quidditch. He wished he had slept with his Nimbus 1000 [or even his Silver Arrow, though it wasn't quite as good], so then he would have brought it as well as his wand. Still, he had his wand, and he had read Quidditch Through The Ages enough times to practically ( Read more... )

( Application for Fred Weasley. Deathly Hallows Spoilers Ahoy )