Gwyn ap Nudd stood at a crossroads.

The signpost had long crumbled away to dust and two of the three Gates near it were gone, their enameled arches broken and gray. He glared at the last Gate before turning and contemplating the intersection of roads. He moved to stand in the middle, staring at each road for long ( Read more... )

Chapter 42: Under the Bleachers

Harry turned his face towards the weak spring sun and sighed. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, his arms held out a little ways from his body as he enjoyed the feel of light on his face.

“Harry?” Draco slid an arm around Harry’s waist, jostling the smaller boy. “Want to ( Read more... )

Healer Fabing sighed as he straightened up from Harry’s bed. The boy’s bones had been set and were healing nicely. Harry’s eyesight had been corrected and his shattered cheekbone repaired, but still, the boy would not wake.

“Is there anything you can do for him?” Sirius Black sat perched on the edge of his chair, his ( Read more... )

Chapter 41: Shadows and Light

“Severus! Somebody get Professor Snape!”

“Harry! Dammit Harry don’t do this to me! Wake up! Wake up!”

“You there! Nate! Go get Madam Pomfrey!”

“Harry!”

If Draco Malfoy had cared to look at his clothes, he would have noted that they were ruined.  ( Read more... )

Harry was curled up next to Draco, a book open in his lap, when Bill stepped into the Slytherin Common Room. Draco caught sight of him first and nudged Harry to get his attention. The dark haired boy glanced up and smiled, waving Bill over.

“Harry,” Bill’s smile was strained as he came to a halt in front of them ( Read more... )

Dian Cecht trembled as he stared out of his window. His book tumbled to the floor as he grabbed the sill, his heart beating wildly at this throat. Merciful Danu, he let out a stuttering breath and closed his eyes, a warm feeling spreading through his chest. The sea is rising.

He opened his eyes and gasped, ( Read more... )

Chapter 40: Sacrifices

“Charlie?” Arthur took a step towards his son, one hand reaching out to touch him.

The younger redhead moved out of his father’s reach, casting a cold glance towards Arthur. He faced Minerva, a determined expression coming over his face. “Ginny and Bill?”

Minerva swallowed and ( Read more... )

The Great Hall was noisier than usual. Classes had been cancelled for the second day in a row and none of the professors were saying a word about it.

“What’s going on?”

“Maybe the teachers are on strike!”

“What’s a strike?”

Hermione sighed, her chin propped up in her hand as ( Read more... )

A/N: I do not speak Gaelic, much to my displeasure. There are a few phrases included within the chapter, and I’m terribly, terribly sorry if I’ve mangled the hell out of them. I did my best to find a reliable translation of what I wanted to say, but alas - this is the WWW we’re talking about. So, no disrespect is meant at all!!!

Chapter 39: ( Read more... )

“Dementors have swept through Diagon Alley.  We were too late, Albus.  The monsters had swept through hard and fast, like they were in a hurry to get somewhere.  Those who did survive holed up in the Leaky Cauldron and fought the monsters off together.  It’s not pretty.” Alastor paced in front of the fireplace, limping slightly ( Read more... )