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... )

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... )

Justin blinked. He was in a bed but something was wrong...or at least different. This wasn't his bed, was it? And why couldn't he move his arm ( Read more... )

The Hufflepuff common room, that usually buzzed with people and activity on a Saturday night was eerily quiet and felt almost deserted. Some parents had taken their kids out of Hogwarts and that showed on a night like this ( Read more... )

Ernie sat in the library reading a tarot book. It was probably a false trail for what he wanted, which had to do with runes and symbols and archetypes. He sighed and stretched the crick out of his neck, looking around the library ( Read more... )

Ernie was so keyed up after learning that Ginny Weasley was missing, he couldn't seem to settle down to study ... which was entirely unlike him. A warm shower might relax him, washing away the day's cares as well as its dirt. He slipped into the boys shower room and stripped and soaped up under the warm water and let his mind wander where it wanted ( Read more... )