The Specials Board features some vaguely messy scrawl tonight, but James has charmed it to light up like a neon-sign. The line reading 'Butterbeer' glows gold, before it dims and 'Pumpkin juice' takes its turn to glow orange. 'Ogden's' is in blue, and 'White Rat Whisky' glows white.

The last tacked on bit blinks in red.

SpecialsButterbeer ( Read more... )

Removing the snow from atop the wooden picnic table had been easy enough and Scorpius, now with his robes properly charmed to repel water and insulated to protect him from the cold, is lying atop of it ( Read more... )

Meg wrote an exam today ( Read more... )

[OOM: Earlier today, What's Potter got to do with anything?The door opens, a girl leans into the room, only her head and shoulders across the threshold, wand at the ready in her left hand ( Read more... )

McCoy wanders downstairs, still a bit shaken up by the utterly oddball dream he had earlier. Still, a good dinner and a drink sounds like a good way to go about correcting things, in his opinion ( Read more... )

Parker’s money had been on Annie Oakley. Maybe a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader, except that Bar has dressed her in a similar costume for Halloween before. Rodeo clown had occurred to her as an outside possibility, because Bar has a sick sense of humor like that ( Read more... )

Meg comes into the bar tonight with both her usual shoulder bag and a small suitcase, and actually looks surprised to be here ( Read more... )

Parker is hiding ( Read more... )

[OOM: Meg Ford is having a rough September. Again.]

Given the trouble she took with making sure she left this place properly only (for her) five days ago, it's almost funny to find it where her bedroom should be tonight.

But only almost.

Meg takes a chair at the first empty table she finds.

She wonders if she looks as tired as she feels.

It’s a Friday night in autumn in a small town in Texas. Which means one thing ( Read more... )