I've actually got about fifty billion things floating around in my head I'd like to write. Strange. Too bad none of them are poetry or applicable to the huge poetry anthology I've got due in a week.
Ah, well.
Anyway, here's one that's perhaps the most fun to write:
Truce, Chapter 3Summary: In the face of Lily and James' strengthening
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