"But it's not my birthday yet," Lily objects, when Bar presents her with a small cake with improbably red icing and several tall gold candles, which blaze more like sparklers than candles. "Not till the end of the month ( Read more... )

The sign on the bar this evening is written with glowing red and green letters:

Free Cracker with Your Drink

There is a large pile of gaily colored Cribbages Wizarding Crackers stacked next to the sign.

And there is a young, ginger-haired witch waiting to see if she has any customers. If the hat perched on her head is anything to go by, she has ( Read more... )

Peeta hadn't been expecting that ( Read more... )

Lily has selected one of the armchairs this evening, and slipped off her shoes to sit with her feet tucked up underneath her.

She's absently twirling one lock of hair with the fingers of her right hand, and watching the comings and goings around her without paying them any real attention.

There's a lot to think about.

There's a mostly neglected (and now fairly cool) cup of tea sitting on Lily's table this evening ( Read more... )

James is cheerfully sitting at a table with a tall glass of Coca Cola (and ice), and what looks to be an actual school textbook in front of him.

(Guide to Advanced Transfiguration, if we want to be specific ( Read more... )

[ oom: Where everything we say and do,
Hurts us all the more ]

Lily has a bowl of chocolate ice cream on the table in front of her.

She meant to eat it, when she ordered it, but instead is pushing it around with her spoon,and watching it slowly melt.

It's probably a waste of perfectly good ice cream.

It's Sunday, again.

Peeta really hates Sundays.

Which makes him quite relieved to find The Door.
And kiss his whole damn world goodbye for a while.

Today, Milliways has caught Katniss walking in the door from a hunting trip. She's still in her hunting clothes and jacket, with her game bag slung over her shoulder ( Read more... )