( Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! )

( Touched for the very first time! )

The house was decorated, they had more sweets than strictly necessary, and, as of right now, Maggie was a dolled-up Bo Peep. She tied her bonnet on and grabbed her shepherd's crook as she went into the kitchen, looking for Alfred. In the candy for the kids againWell then, time to try out that crook. On her first try, she knocked his hat off. The ( Read more... )

Minerva took her Head Girl duties very seriously, of course, because she took everything seriously, and because Professor Dippet had given her the honour as well as the responsibility and it wouldn't do to shirk it. That didn't mean she liked patrolling the hallway for miscreant behaviour, especially when there seemed to be all the more miscreants ( Read more... )

Maggie made the best cookies in the world, and that was a fact. Amelia hadn't meant to eat that many, but they were just so good. Before she'd realized it, she found herself reaching out to an empty plate.

"...Oops."

( Aaaaangst )

[Certain people may have noticed that Amelia was not in class today. Nor was she in the common room, nor was she on the quidditch pitch ( Read more... )

Alfred heard the faint strains of music, the thump of the baseline, before he even opened the door. Vaguely curious, he turned the key in the lock, instinctively nudging Fat Al away with his foot before he could bolt out the door. Inside, the music washed over him, so pervasive that it was initially hard to tell where it was even coming from. ( ( Read more... )

[Knock knock.]

Hey Matt! Open up!

[Going back to school is a super huge bummer; no more beach, no more parties, no more fun outfits. But on the other hand, there were some perks. Magic. Quidditch. A captive audience of boys.

But most importantly, her best friends.]

Botan! [She spots her across the train platform and waves wildly.] Over here!