*scowls* Unfortunately, as RL has drained most of my free time, toilet_doe and hidden_house are going to have to go on hiatus with me for a bit ( Read more... )

Blythe walked into the Gryffindor common room, looking around at the various couches and cushions before picking the one furthest from the fireplace.  She knew John would be here soon and hoped he'd be surprised at being the 'on time/late' one for once.  She smiled to herself, hoping he wouldn't be too put out ( Read more... )

Dear John,

As I'm sure you've found out by now, I was Sorted into Gryffindor, which is where you wanted to have me Sorted in the first place.  Either way, I wanted to set things straight between us because I don't want you getting the idea that I'm angry with you for the way things have been between us--and, truth be told, all of us--for a very long ( Read more... )

Blythe House remembered ushering John onto his train, tuning out his usual complaints about how trains were too slow and how some idiot was going to do some such thing that would surely make him late.  She remembered turning away from the distinctly normal-looking Amtrak train and having the idea to go to the market to buy herself some vegetables ( Read more... )