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12th of October, Saturday Albus Dumbledore was old; he knew that. But nothing made the weight of the years fall atop his shoulders like trouble. Young children often had a penchant for mischief and could be cruel, so very cruel, more than adults. The wounds of his pupil's war still festered so many years after and made him feel helpless. Another notch on his ever-lengthening string of follies and failures. 'They are nought but bugs under your feet! Crush them all!' The whisper was…- 412.4 K • Ongoing
- 11th of October, Friday Diana ducked under the stinging hex and jabbed her wand forward with a twist. "Aculeus!" In hindsight, she probably shouldn't have bothered as the pale blue spell flew over her head harmlessly. Granger, the bossy Gryffindor girl, was very good at writing homework, answering questions, or most of the usual classwork. But aiming and dodging seemed to evade her as Diana's hex struck her at the elbow, which earned the Ravenclaw girl a heated glare. Another hex came her way,…
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- 13th of September, Friday Being back at Hogwarts and studying was odd but not unwelcome. Harry kept up his usual routine but couldn't help but notice that he could regain his magic quicker here than at Diagon Alley, thus somehow accelerating his training. He was confident that in a month or three, he would have enough control to cast most of the third-year spells without fail. As the weeks passed, he remembered the slain students and the stench of death less and less, as if Hogwarts itself forced the…
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- 2nd of September Everything was soft and cosy in just the right way, making Diana feel like she was in heaven. "Hey, Taylor, wake up," a small but annoying voice grated in her ears. "Go 'way," she groaned. "le'me sleep." "Clearwater said we have to be up and ready in fifteen so she can take us down to the Great Hall for breakfast." Who the bloody hell was Clearwater again? Diana blearily cracked an eye open, only to see an Indian girl in black robes looking at her expectantly. Wait,…
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- Helena Ravenclaw seemed far less chatty than the Nearly Headless Nick; she silently hovered over them with a forlorn gaze. From time to time, she would turn to the Slytherin table and scowl at the Bloody Baron, who was as gaunt and terrifying as usual. Harry finished his dinner with a slice of treacle tart, and his gaze wandered around his table - the Ravenclaws weren't even half as boisterous as the Gryffindors. It wasn't a bad thing - there was far less chatter, and a few more curious ones glanced his…
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- The door was at the beginning of the train car, so they had to wait for everyone else to push their way out to a small, dark platform. Diana couldn't help but shiver; the Scottish Highlands proved to be far colder than London. Her insides kept twisting into knots, both from nervousness and from the odd, foreign place where she would spend the next nine months. The wands of a few older students ahead were lit, softly illuminating the surroundings as they made their way into the distance towards something…
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- By Merlin, he was bored, and the Hogwarts Express had not even left the muggle city yet. The nine-hour ride was already shaping up to be a mind-numbing experience. Neither Crabbe nor Goyle made for a particularly engaging or exciting conversation partner. In fact, Crabbe was already asleep, and his annoying snores filled the compartment, while Goyle could be mistaken as a statute as he was blankly staring at the window while standing unnaturally still. He almost regretted not seeking out Pansy, but…
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- 1st of September Harry's shirt was soaked, beads of sweat ran down his brow, and if someone looked at him, they would have thought that he had swum with his clothes on. His mouth stayed shut, the yew wand in his hand swished and flicked, and he tried to push all his intent and focus into levitating the book before him. It did not work. He tried again and again until he was gasping for breath as if he had run a marathon. In all honesty, it was not far off since he had gone for a long and exhausting…
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- How in Merlin's saggy pants could he have forgotten about Hedwig?! Harry rushed towards Eeylops Owl Emporium, or at least tried to, with his heavy trunk slowing him down, despite it being charmed to be lighter. It worked well enough; otherwise, he would not have been able to lift it with the number of books he had purchased. A few older witches looked at him as if he was crazy as he lugged his trunk with his scrawny frame while trying to rush with it. By the time he reached his destination, he was…
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- Time ticked by as he enjoyed his ice cream and carefully listened to his Transfiguration professor. His gaze wandered to the street, searching for young, familiar faces. He recognised quite a few, but there were plenty of unfamiliar ones. That didn't mean much, though. Now that he looked back on it, he did not know many Hogwarts students. "Your father and his friends gave me a lot of my grey hairs," Minerva concluded with a forlorn sigh as she finished her pistachio and strawberry ice cream with relish.…
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