The End

[kingcreevey]

"I love cold cases," Dennis announced cheerfully.

"In many respects, you're a very strange little man," Grace said, eyeing the overgrown, charred, fog shrouded farmhouse. "This is one creepy-ass house. You couldn't build a creepier house."

"You could make it ominously back-lit and full of thin shafts of light and creaking and scrabbling in the walls and rooms full of deep shadows and heavy silences and things covered in sheets that wave in the breeze and stuff!"

Emmett and Grace both stared at Dennis...

Dennis Creevey (age 22) / Harry Potter / 3132 words