Terence Boot's journal was, even within the halls of Hogwarts, a great source of connection. In great display of his social ineptitude, Terry had decided to hold written conversation to Mandy throughout the evening as they were bundled within the very same bed, but as his bare feet shuffled down cool steps and led him to the glimmering Gothic ( Read more... )

Today's objective: packing T.D. Boot's Bottomless Hogwarts-Standard Trunk, possibly in the hopes of filling it to the brim with more than just socks, undergarments, and the occasional pair of trousers. So far, I have achieved the following:

• twenty-three black socks, yellow-renforced heels
  
• seventeen variants of white socks
  
• three pairs of olive ( Read more... )

( Out of everything I miss during the Great Strike of 1997, it is treacle tart that does not jiggle due to being undercooked. There. I have said my piece. )