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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…-
507.5 K • Ongoing
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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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507.5 K • Ongoing
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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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1st of June 1992, Monday Harry 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 that they were just regular nightmares. Even his attempts to clear his mind…
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507.5 K • Ongoing
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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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507.5 K • Ongoing
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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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507.5 K • Ongoing
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18th Day of the 4th MoonSomewhere in the Northern MountainsJon Snow As the sun crawled towards the western horizon, a grey owl hooted from the nearby pines. This part of the mountains had grown wild, and there was scarcely a trace of human activity; the roads had all narrowed and were covered in bushes and weeds. The fertile parts of the gift had long grown fallow, and the forests had slowly begun to reclaim them. The part with the northern mountains reminded Jon of the Haunted Forest, albeit more…-
671.1 K • Completed
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22nd Day of the 5th MoonVal The weather had turned warm again after the Cold Shadows were slain. Jon Snow had been different since meeting with his Crow uncle. Truth be told, Val still felt a tad guilty for unwillingly listening in on their talk. Still, she struggled to wrap her head around half the things they mentioned. It wasn't an obvious thing, but Val could see that his steps had become lighter and his rare laughter - more joyful and genuine. As if a weight that the warg lord had carried had…
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27th Day of the 5th MoonEdmure Tully, the North After the narrow causeway of the Neck, the kingsroad had dwindled to two winding dirt tracks, surrounded by endless hills and forests. "I can barely feel my arse anymore," Kirth Vance groaned. "After so much riding, it must have taken the shape of the saddle. I hope all the coin spent buying two dozen more palfreys from Lord Vypern and this mad rush is worth it." Edmure's backside and legs felt much the same, together with the rest of his weary body,…
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28th Day of the 5th MoonLord Beron Dustin He stretched lazily and groaned. Most of his joints were still stiff, his body was heavy, and his head was pulsing. The guest quarters in the Guest House weren't the most luxurious, but the feathered beds were good enough. No, the feeling of stiffness was from the feast. Ah, that glorious feast, a perfect wedding if he had seen one! Ale had flowed like a river, and Beron feasted his eyes and hungry belly upon the generous courses. At least he still…
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