If there was ever a moment Harry would admit he needed to 'talk about his feelings' it was right then. The weekend had been brutal and he knew that the recovery process for Skylar had only just begun. He hadn't wanted to leave her- hadn't left her since he brought her back from Cecilia Jacobs' place (even dealing with Kingsley in her living room ( Read more... )

It had been an interesting week, somehow settling into this routine with Skylar while she stayed with him. She was easy to live with, if not a little bit of a stickler when it came to tidying things up around the flat. Not that Harry minded all that much- before he even thought to wash the dishes or clean up his laundry, it was somehow already done ( Read more... )

Two months.

From two weeks to two months and all thanks to closing the Burning Man case.

He understood, he did. But he didn't like it. What the bloody hell was he going to do with himself for two months? He sighed, crawling onto his bed with a piece of parchment and a quill.

( Letter to Hermione Granger )

Harry had been pouring over the notes Hermione had given him for the past few days, his eyes nearly falling out of their sockets as he tried to retain it all. It all seemed too fantastical, too odd and unbelievable. Cults were not something he had any experience with- though the Death Eaters were probably the closest he had ever gotten. He just ( Read more... )

There was a cool moment that passed through him when she walked toward them, his eyes only briefly adjusting before giving her a strained smile. He didn't want to do this- not in front of Ginny, not at all in the party with everyone watching them. Especially watching them considering who he was standing between. So, after managing a few more words ( Read more... )

He had owled her that next morning, a scribbled note telling her to meet him outside of the entrance to Diagon Alley at six o'clock sharp Tuesday night. He had only hoped that the day wouldn't be crazy enough to intrude on their plans. With the holidays approaching and the Burning Man case still in full swing, the office was in chaos. But, luck had ( Read more... )

( Letter sent to Malfoy )

Harry Potter was a right wanker ( Read more... )

He'd been up half the night, strung out in his office, pushing through paperwork and working on any new leads he could find. The news of Dennis Creevey had hit Harry hard. He remembered just how bloody annoying he was while they were in school but he'd always been fond of him. Both the Creevey brothers. Now, he had to ring Colin up and explain to ( Read more... )

Harry hadn't stepped foot inside the hospital in years. St. Mungo's had always given him the spooks - though, he learned that most hospitals did. The sickness, the death - it was all too much a heavy reminder of the years he spent trying to keep himself alive against Voldemort. This one, in particular, was rough as it still housed so many victims ( Read more... )