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14th of June, 1992, SundayJuno Being prepared for years to do something was a far cry from actually doing the thing. Being the head of House Black was exhausting in a way that studying or practising magic couldn't compare. Her future now rested on her shoulders; the legacy of House Black was what she made it, and there was nobody else to take responsibility. Each of her actions and decisions were no longer restricted but felt infinitely more complicated. Each success would be her doing, and…- 412.5 K • Ongoing
- 13th of June, Saturday, 1992 "I want the Quidditch Cup in my office next June!" Slughorn looked extremely disappointed that morning as the Slytherins prepared to depart. "What happened this year is absolutely unacceptable." With the Slytherin and Gryffindor Quidditch teams gutted, the Cup would have been decided between the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs. Hufflepuff had clenched the Quidditch Cup by a hair's breadth, their first victory in nearly two decades. "Yes, Professor," Marcus…
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- 7th of June 1992 Sunday Lucius Malfoy returned home feeling drained. It was just early morning, but wrangling with Albus Dumbledore on the back foot was never easy. His wife was awaiting him in the parlour, garbed in an elegant black velvet dress slashed with silver that brought out her ample chest. The table behind her had a hearty breakfast that made his mouth water. "How is it?" Narcissa asked, impassive, her eyes sliding over to his left sleeve. Lucius rubbed his robed forearm, where the…
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- 1st of June 1992, Monday His nightmares continued. Once or twice a week, Harry would awaken in a cold sweat. Compared to his previous life, the dreams were painless and foggy, and he couldn't remember anything. Except for a pair of malevolent red eyes. Alas, asking Hermione or Dumbledore for help and advice was no longer an option. After consulting with Madam Pomfrey and sifting through the library, he concluded it was just regular nightmares. Even his attempts to clear his mind before sleep with…
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- 1st of June 1992, Monday According to Lavender, Professor Dumbledore had used his connections to an Irish Dragon Reserve to order vast quantities of fresh dragon dung… just outside the school. The stench was so strong you could choke on it as soon as you left the castle, but Professor Sprout had been mighty happy about it. The troublemakers in detention, however, were not. For a month, the seven Slytherin boys and the Weasley twins shovelled the stinky thing and carted it like muggles by the…
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- 15th of March, Monday Juno was bored. It had been two weeks since Quirrell decided to shuffle around the duelling partners in the Defence practice. No longer having to struggle against Harry, Juno was faced with Granger, Robins, Dunbar, Goldstein, that coward Brocklehurst, Brown, and Turpin - fighting against all of them was pathetically easy. To her surprise, Weasley was slightly better, but not enough to give her pause. Padma, Morag, and Diana were interesting opponents. Juno tried to…
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- 25th of January, 1992, Saturday In a small clearing amidst Bradley's Woods, crimson runes glowed eerily in the darkness from a queer assortment of mossy stones. In the centre stood a man crowned with silver, his skin fissured like a cracked vase. He was surrounded by three young children arranged on the ground in a triangular position, their heads facing him. Their fearful gazes moved erratically, yet their limbs and tongues refused to budge even an inch despite the lack of visible…
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- 30th of December, Monday "Congratulations, Mr Black, you're now officially discharged." "About damn time," Sirius grumbled as he pulled on a plain black robe. The damned thing was so bland that it would better suit Snivellus instead of a handsome dog like him. The first thing he would do was buy a nice leather jacket… and a wand. His old wand had been regrettably snapped once he was chucked in Azkaban for life. "Also, there's no need for formalities, Ted! We are family, after all." Especially…
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- 30th of November, Sunday "Most impressive, Amy," Alfred huffed, though his voice had a tinge of concern. "Three days of sleep." Her brother showed up in her humble house soon after she awoke. "Could use one more," Amelia admitted as she sipped from her steaming-hot mug of coffee. "I thought… you'd be more upset." They were not sitting in the kitchen, sharing a spread of breakfast prepared by the old Mimsy. "Oh, believe me, I'm plenty upset. But it's just that the sleep was so good, and…
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- 24th November, Saturday Hogwarts had proved everything his brothers said it was… and more. Everything was new and exciting and… hard. Harry Potter was here, but he had joined Ravenclaw for some reason. Everyone dreamed of becoming friends with The Boy Who Lived, and Ron was no exception. But reality was often disappointing, as he discovered in the last few months. Potter was polite yet reclusive and kept to himself except for his short muggle-born friend. The House of Wit and Learning had proved…
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