The front door doesn't slam open, because that would be rude, but it's certainly opened with a fair amount of purpose as a woman strides in. She's a striking woman, brown curly hair cut and styled in a very WWII way, wearing a khaki uniform with heels, skirt, and (besides the two badges on her jacket's lapels) a deliberate lack of insignia ( Read more... )

[OOM: No one ever thought the Triwizard Tournament would end like this.]It’s not that Luna isn’t happy to see Milliways. (Well, happy is probably an overstatement at the moment, but she’s not unhappy to see Milliways.) It’s just not what she was expecting ( 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... )

The door opens on a woman with unusually fluffy hair, clutching her red tartan dressing gown around her.

Professor McGonagall had been hoping for bed after an exceedingly trying day and a sudden awakening several hours post-bedtime, but it appears Milliways has other ideas ( Read more... )

Sam Linnfer has draped himself along a tree branch overhanging the lake to brood like Jack Harkness deprived of a rooftop enjoy the spring sunshine.

He is not emo at all, and you are a lying liar if you suggest otherwise. Hush.

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Molly Hayes has also found a high spot, but indoors - the weather outside is still too cold for this California baby ( Read more... )

Sam Linnfer is out on the lakeside, hands shoved in his pockets. He's not really doing much - just wandering about.

Company, and distraction from the claustrophobia, would be entirely welcome.

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Molly Hayes is sitting inside, working on a rather complicated Pokemon jigsaw puzzle (all 252 characters - at least, when she entered the bar there were ( Read more... )

The door opens, and the chatter on the other side of the door is almost similar to the chatter within the bar itself. (He'd been in the Great Hall.)

A young boy of sixteen lingers by the woodwork, staring with wide eyes. They're familiar eyes, for those who knew his father (and, as Albus knows very well, there is hardly a wizard or witch who hasn' ( Read more... )

"Me? Again ( Read more... )

There's a Sam ( Read more... )

Minimalist, so you guys get to do all the work. :P

Sam Linnfer is outside in the sunshine, sitting on a rock by the lake and feeding the giant squid.

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He's watching Molly Hayes with some amusement as she struggles with a large pink kite further along the lakeshore. Just as she's about to give up a magically-created gust of wind catches the toy ( Read more... )