There was a flash of light and a teenage girl with short dark hair suddenly appeared in the Sorting Room. “Oh!” she said, startled. “How strange! Where am I, exactly?” She saw the application and Dictaquill lying on the desk, and read it over. “This is all very strange,” she said, and was surprised to see that the quill was copying down her ( Read more... )

The Doctor hadn't always loved Halloween, but on those worlds that celebrated it (or something like it) he definitely tried to join in the fun, if there was nothing overtly intent on re-enacting a favorite horror film but with real knives instead of rubber props. He supposed at Hogwarts there was no danger of this (and even if there was, the danger ( Read more... )

The little prince had discovered the enchanted ceiling in the Great Hall ( Read more... )

It suited Mr. Wednesday's purposes that more students should get to know him ( Read more... )

A small child with a head of golden curls--the color of honey, perhaps, or wheat or desert sands--tumbled backwards through the Sorting Room doors and sat heavily on the floor with a surprised "Oof ( Read more... )