When Justin was nowhere to be found Tuesday night, Ernie thought nothing of it. He had a lot of homework, and figured that Justin had photogrpahy club or something. As Wednesday flew by, and Justin avoided him, Ernie decided not to be clingy, to let Justin come back to him when he was ready ( Read more... )

Adrian had no explanation for it, but he was feeling increasingly antsy. His control was slipping and retreating to the dorm room or -as now - the back of the Restricted Section had, in the last couple of days, proved to be his only solution to avoid getting into deep trouble ( Read more... )

Nighttime, Wednesday Nov. 26 ~ 27 ( Read more... )

Tue. Nov. 25th; lunchtime ( Read more... )

Roger sat in the library, reading about an alchemist of ancient China who sought to treat the criminally insane with a variety of potions, spells, and ... well, it seemed he had a great belief in gardening -- that the touch of Mother Earth was calming and healing as well as hard work that kept the inmates of his prison/asylum physically exhausted ( Read more... )

Hagrid leaned against the shovel and took a break to watch the sunrise ( Read more... )

Monday, Nov. 24th ( Read more... )

Justin could hardly concentrate on Potions. How could he? Ernie was there, just across the room. Carefully he peeked over and smiled, blushing a little ( Read more... )

Snape had his wand at the ready, but without any Lumos to guide his steps, stalking purposfully along the hallway. Being so close the the Gryffindor tower as he was at the moment, he would not be surprised if he managed to find one or two mischiefmakers out of bounds ( Read more... )

Homework had to count for something, hadn't it? At least he'd been able to find a quiet - and nicely secluded - spot in the library, at the far back between three tall book cases. The common room had been maddening, EVERYBODY there, because nobody could really go outside. And it was as if everybody has forgotten, in their focus on being prevented ( Read more... )