It had taken a lot for Astoria to get Parvati Patil to Neville Longbottom’s shop. Patil didn’t trust Astoria. She especially didn’t trust Marcus Flint’s girlfriend. The little whisperer was cagey, but Astoria liked that about her. It would serve them well later on ( Read more... )

Oz had probably talked more to Lavender Brown that he’d talked to anyone in his life ever, but she didn’t know that. Except Willow. He’d probably shared the most with Willow. He was just so curious about Lavender and the pack she came from. He knew Rowan’s uncle Sean was the leader, and he was reading between the lines and figuring out that his ( Read more... )

Lavender was looking around with wide eyes. Oz had brought her to the Watcher’s Council. He’d explained what they were, and Lavender had been amazed. There were so many, and some of them were so young.

“Daisy,” Oz said. “This is Lavender Brown. She’s-”

“Supposed to be dead.”

Lavender looked at her. She looked vaguely familiar.

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Neville was still exhausted. He hadn’t really slept for the two hours he laid down after cleaning up the shop. He made sure Lavender was comfortable on the couch and then tried to get some sleep, but he couldn’t make his brain shut off. So as early as he dared, he showered and dressed to apparate to the Council ( Read more... )

If there was one thing Draco enjoyed, it was good food, and this was excellent. Pevensie and her friends seemed awfully giggly, and he would have checked on them sooner, but he was too busy making sure his pants wouldn’t fit anymore ( Read more... )

Meredith was staring at Spike in a way that could only be described as creepy. Pevensie elbowed her and smiled at Angel in her fake way. This was awkward. Everyone who’d decided to participate in the Thanksgiving dinner was gathered in the largest sitting room. There were snacks set out. Buffy was in the kitchen with Hannah. Just about everyone ( Read more... )

It was just after sunset. Meredith and Pevensie were talking to Daisy as Betsy took over the reception area for the night shift. The door opened and three figures stepped in. Every slayer walking by stopped and turned. A few had charged before Pevensie to get her mouth to work properly because she was so surprised to see them again ( Read more... )

Xander was settling in at the Council better than he had thought he would. His favorite slayer so far was Alice just because she was so danged weird. Plus he liked her two-tailed dog. She asked a lot of questions about where he’d been in the world, so Xander was thinking the next time he went to fetch a slayer, he’d ask if he could take Alice. She ( Read more... )

Pevensie was sitting on Daisy’s desk talking to the other girl. Meredith was off training with Hannah, Alice was working on her knife throwing skills with Draco, and Hiran was doing research for Dobson. Pevensie was bored, but talking to Daisy cleared that up ( Read more... )

Ethan did what he did because he could. What was Halloween without a little mayhem anyway? He was certain Rupert and his army of little girls wouldn’t know what to do if they had a boring Halloween ( Read more... )