Neville spooned some stew into a bowl, passed it to the volunteer next to him, and grabbed another bowl. The monotone nature of the work was soothing.

“You’ve already gotten a bowl today, get out of line!” A woman farther down the line shouted in guttural German. There was some pushing and then a full fight broke out between three women in the ( Read more... )

AFTER WAY TO LONG, THE UPDATE IS FINALLY HERE. SORRY ABOUT THAT.

Draco slips out of the room he and Harry are sharing quietly. The wireless is on in the little kitchenette, droning on about the situation in the United Kingdom. He turns it up just a notch as he gathers some eggs and peppers to scramble up an omelet. One of the first things he did ( Read more... )