

No Place.Glitch stared down into the knapsack, his eyes growing wider and wider as the diminutive, dark-haired woman continued to fill it with food. Her name was... he struggled with his tangled thoughts and dredged up a name: Charlotte. Cora. Something like that, anyhow. She noticed his expression and smiled up at him - a sunny, radiant smile that he could easily have fallen in love with, and for a moment it warmed her face and eclipsed the gauntness, the shadowed eyes and the lines that had traced it over in stealthy spiderwebs, collecting at eyes and lips, and in the hollows of her cheeks.No Place.
"Now use the bread up soon, mind. It won't kee
Goodnight, Sweetheart.

Gift.'Call at my study at nine.' That was all Severus had said, and Pomona was being slowly devoured by her own curiosity. Tomorrow would be her - well, a lady didn't reveal her exact age, especially when that lady was comfortably past a fistful of decades - best just to say 'a significant birthday'. She'd puttered around in her office - a rather decorative euphemism for the large shed to which she retired between lessons - until the sun had vanished behind the mountains and the sky had turned a powdery shade of blue, interrupted only by watercolour blots of slate-grey evening cloud. Frequent glances at the clock had told a tale of minutes passingGift.


Saucery.Early was a House Elf. A happy House Elf, if anyone had cared to ask, which they did not. Wizards seldom noticed her kind, unless it was in relation to a cup of tea or a late-night sandwich, but this had never troubled Early, who had heard the horror stories of House Elves from Outside, where notice came more in the form of 'Oh, there's Dobby. Give him a kick'. By comparison, obscurity held a powerful attraction.Saucery.
Even without such cautionary tales, the ethos of the Elves was subtlety. We go by quiet and secret ways. The Goblins looked down on them, she knew, proud, surly, clever creatures with long, skilled fingers and sneering w
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You win again, gravity !
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