( In which a former student returns. It does not go well. )

On the Hogwarts compy network, a question was posted by an anonymous someone. He didn't want to use any specific username for fear of Wolfram finding him out.

Dear Hogwarts ( Read more... )

The tall, well-built, and very, very naked blonde in the sorting room could have come out of any number of porn fantasies. She radiated an aura of sensuality and allure, and at the moment her only piece of clothing was a pair of antique, ornate-looking spectacles ( Read more... )

It's been a while since Maddie's been tortured by the mun out. She likes the early autumn, when the days are still warm and the trees are starting to change colors from summer green to golds and reds and before all the leaves have dropped to make an utter mess of yellows and browns on the ground. Yes, the perfect time of year ( Read more... )

Nearly Halloween. The Francher kid should have known his life was going to change in October. But unlike that last October, that time of possibilities and pain, this one had been going so well. The Francher Kid was finally somewhere where he was loved and accepted, where his music would be appreciated ( Read more... )

He had been laying down with his laudanum bottle, his chest aching more than usual throughout the day, and evening was the time when he was further burdened by light fever. Sometimes he dreamt. This must surely be one of those times. He sits at the desk serenely, grasping the quill to fill in the questionnaire, surprised to find it slipping ( Read more... )