Chapters
21st of August, 1992, ThursdayHarry This was his first holiday, and Harry had to say that, almost a month in, he liked it a lot. He had never been outside Britain before, let alone on any vacation, but it was still great, even if the heat felt unbearable some days. The sun was blisteringly hot, and even the evening barely provided respite. It hadn't rained since his friend and his cousins had arrived, but Harry suspected even the rain would be warm. The most unbearable part was sweating…- 412.4 K • Ongoing
- Friday, 24th of July, 1992Harry After over half a year of waiting through red tape and excuses, the Ministry of Magic finally returned his mother's wand to his hands. No wonder nothing got done in Wizarding Britain properly–Snape had been in Azkaban for nine months now, and the investigation had long been closed. "Or perhaps they didn't want to give a child a Traceless wand," Sirius mused outloud before bursting out in laughter. It also elicited a chuckle from Harry; he was just happy to have…
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- Tuesday23rd of June 1992Lucius "So, what has been taken?" Narcissa asked, her face unreadable. The Gala had ended, all the guests had left, Draco had gone to sleep, and Dobby had not appeared to clean up, alerting him that something was wrong. After an hour of frantic searching, Lucius realised someone had broken into the secret chamber where he kept all his unsavoury items, which explained why his elf was missing. "The item he entrusted me," Lucius shuddered. "This is not good. No, this…
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- 20th of June 1992,Nurmengard, Cassiopeia When one mentions prison, one would imagine a cold, dreary place where no sun shined, preferably deep underground. Choking stench of mould and stale air, patrolling guards, sentries, checks, iron shackles and steel bars, traps, and a myriad of security measures to prevent anyone from escaping or getting inside to free the inmates. Torture chambers would be included, of course, because criminals had to be either… plied for some information or made to repent for…
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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…
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- 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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