Mr. Wednesday knows full well that the kind of magic he does is a magic that can't be taught. There will be no field trip to Mimir's Well at the base of Yggdrasill. For one thing, few students are likely to sign a waiver stating they forfeit an eye or a limb or some other body part for the sake of wisdom. Nor does Wednesday believe that the ( Read more... )

((Backdated to November 1. I know I said no more Halloween posts, I forgot about this, shut up. XD ))

Several owls go out anonymously to a group of people, none of them signed, and charmed so the handwriting is not recognizable to the reader. There's nothing creative about the warding, really, the writer just wasn't in the mood.

( Owl to Michael, warded )

((Backdated to shortly after thisSome things, one simply could not predict. The existence of a magic school, for one. Talking hats. Homicidal wraiths who possessed you and made you kill a reasonably good friend ( Read more... )

May had just gotten out of the shower after a workout, and was perusing her closet when she overheard the WART broadcast. She smirked when her request was played and as she puttered around, the smirk became devious.

( You woke up this morning / All the love has gone, / Your Papa never told you / About right and wrong. / But you're looking good, baby, / I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it) / Born under a bad sign / With a blue moon in your eyes )

Immediately after his sorting, Trilby had left the school grounds. He had two reasons in this: One, to make sure he could, and two, to find a pay phone. As there was not a single phone on the school grounds or the nearby town of Hogsmeade (at least, not one he could get directions to; it struck him as somewhat unreal that there was not one at all ( Read more... )

The window stood invitingly open, so it was really no one's fault but the owner's when a shiny metal hook sailed over the edge and lodged there. The attached length of rope shuddered lightly, tensed as someone pulled against it from the other side. After a moment, a felt trilby eased over the windowsill followed quickly by a blank grey mask. ( Read more... )