30 Days of… Day 22 Gala

Authors note - I wanted to do something a little bit different. The writing prompt was 'Gala', and with the Met Gala having only just happened it occurred to me that, most of the fun is watching what some of the people are wearing and how wonderful (and sometimes crazy) the people look. I'll include... Continue Reading →

30 Days of… Day 19 – Double Date

“I did it!” Neville breathed excitedly as he rested against the wall. “Did what?” Harry asked, turning to the taller man. “I asked her,” Neville smiled, feeling his hands begin to shake again at the memory. “Asked her? As in marriage?” Harry’s eyebrows raised in surprise. Neville nodded eagerly, unable to hide his lopsided grin.... Continue Reading →

30 Days of… Day 18 – Playlist

Sunlight flooded in, giving the huge room a cheerful yet misty appearance. Large oval windows framed with elaborate curtains made up one wall, whilst pail panelling and mirrors made up the others. The effect was that of a large and elaborate greenhouse. Baroque tables and chairs filled the floor, all set out with delicate china... Continue Reading →

30 Days of… Day 17 Hugs

Luna was a hugger. It was a well-known fact. Every kind of hug was a new experience which she collected. Jump hugs, surprise hugs and backwards hugs being just some of her favourites. Luna wasn’t fussy who she hugged either. If she was at the burrow with the rest of her extended and adopted family,... Continue Reading →

30 Days of… Day 15 – Walking Together

“Moony!” James called. The sandy-haired boy paused, looking up from his book, a slightly startled look on his face. “Wotcha doin’?” Sirius asked coyly as he bent down to read the book cover from underneath. Remus laughed as he lifted his book to see Sirius. “I was trying to catch up on all the homework... Continue Reading →

30 Days of… Day 14 – Picnic

“No!” Ron moaned as he fell back onto the blanket. “No, no, no!” he cried as he pounded the blanket with his feet. “I take it Bulgaria won?” Hermione asked with a smirk as she folded her shirt under her before sitting down. The radio blaring the sounds of the Bulgaria crowd going wild. “Bloody... Continue Reading →

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