Neville sat watching the Whomping Willow whip its branches wildly against the grey winter sky. The tree slapped at itself, smashing brittle limbs and sending them crashing to the ground with loud thumps. Damp soaked through his cloak and robe onto the seat of his trousers, but he didn’t care. He needed to get away from people and the wet lawn ( Read more... )

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Stories for our April challenge should be centered around the theme of The Whomping Willow.

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