Amy has been coming to Milliways for a while now.

She can remember when the lake had not yet met the ocean, when there were neither mountains nor a baseball diamond, when you had to take care not to wander out of the woods and into the Dreaming.

She has seen friends transformed, attacked, enchanted, and with no idea of their own identity ( Read more... )

Being both a pillar and a bastion of the wizarding community comes with certain responsibilities. A lot of them, in fact, some of which Albus Dumbledore finds more enjoyable than others ( Read more... )

Lily comes into the bar this evening in her favorite Muggle dresses, hair pulled back with a vaguely floral gold barrette set with a very sparkly, deep blue stone. It doesn't exactly match the green dress she's wearing (as Petunia pointed out three times on the way to Christmas Eve services earlier), but it was a Christmas present from James and ( Read more... )

[OOM: Happy Hallowe'en.]

[OOM: The new school year is well underway, and Dumbledore takes time out for tea with his two new teachers.

The headmaster hasn't been this amused by a back-and-forth exchange since that time the Charms class enchanted a badminton set.]

An old man sits alone at a table, fingers steepled in front of his nose, contemplating a chessboard ( Read more... )

This summer has been pretty bloody excellent, if anyone were to ask one perfectly cheerful James Potter ( Read more... )

[OOM: Hogwarts is quiet of a summer evening.]An old man in green robes wanders into Milliways this evening, hands clasped lightly behind his back, humming what sounds like a lively tune ( Read more... )