Sirius appeared with a pop, and followed his nose. It led him to a ( Read more... )

( October 13; same faceless bodies, same games )

( ah, the joy of fuzziness )

Barty liked being Head Boy, really, but he really couldn't stand the fifth year Prefects, especially the ones in his house. They thought that just because the Head Boy was in their house that they could get favours, as if being a Prefect wasn't a big enough privilege.

( Oh now, you'll just have to click and see, won't you? )

Andromeda had just come in from the garden, her arms laden with fresh vegetables. She pushed the back screen door open with her backside and made her way into the kitchen backwards. The counter relieved her burden and she sighed. There was a fresh basket of apples sitting in the sink, ready to be washed and made into delicious cinnamon applesauce. ( Read more... )

Narcissa, my sister ( Read more... )

Sirius looked around the pub. It was as dim and cozy as he'd left it, and perhaps even a bit more cheery. That was probably because he didn't come feeling down and looking to get smashed like he did the last time. His cupboards were bare, as usual, and when he realized his puppy was eating better than he was he decided it was time for a small ( Read more... )

Dearest beloved ( Read more... )

The clock chimed loudly in the antechamber, sounding the quarter hour, and rousing Rodolphus from the reverie into which he'd sunk. He glanced up, and seeing the time, shook himself fully alert. There were drinks to be had with Lucius Malfoy, and certain formalities had to be observed. For one, it wouldn't do to be late for his first official drink ( Read more... )

The box of things Leslie had left at Remus's over the course of their relationship was smaller than Remus had expected it to be, all things considered. He was rather glad, honestly, because that was just one less obstacle he had to deal with on the path to renewed bachelorhood.

( Leslie doesn't put up nearly as much of a fight as I expected, this can't bode well. )