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In these brief, precious moments, Stella's entire world revolved around Fleur. She was very aware of the look in her beautiful brown eyes, the way the breeze ruffled her hair as she leaned closer. There was nothing else in the world. Fleur's kiss was different from Zoe's, fierce and passionate...

Stella nodded amiably as Fleur said her holidays had been good, fully expecting to spend a while chatting about them . . . but then Fleur kept talking. Stella gaped, then grinned. Of course the Gryffindor would make the first move, of course she’d just blurt it out in her gloriously endearing...

Stella chuckled as Fleur ran towards her. Oh, how she loved her enthusiasm - and her smile, and her wit, and . . . by the time Fleur reached her, Stella was grinning like a fool. "Hi," she said happily, wishing the hug had lasted longer. "Same to you! I missed you," she admitted, then hesitated...

Stella had realised gradually over the course of last year that she liked Fleur as something other than a friend. She was fairly confident that Fleur felt the same way, so she had resolved to do something about it. But now that that decision was made, Stella's mind flashed full of nervous...

Stella grinned, suddenly eager to be alone with Fleur - or, at least, as alone as they could be in a crowded room. "Excellent. It's probably terrible, things whose only flavour characteristic is rainbow don't generally taste good. Although I suppose it's possible with magic." She giggled at...

Stella smiled, and nodded a little awkwardly to Fleur. "Yeah, that would make sense." She glanced back at Nell, not feeling quite right about leaving her sister, but maybe it would be for the best. And she did want to hang out with Fleur, very much so. "I'd like that," she said. She glanced...

Stella nodded. “That’s a good plan.” She could see that her sister felt awkward about this . . . should she leave her be? Stella glanced absently over the table, not sure what best to do. Fortunately, a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. Stella turned and beamed at Fleur. “Hi! Happy Pride...

Stella was usually excited for Pride, but this year she felt especially so. It was always a wonderful event, full of colours and support, and since Nell had told Stella her thoughts about her own sexuality, Stella hoped she would be coming too. She was obscurely pleased that her sister had...

Stella didn't think she'd ever been so nervous for an exam. Even during her OWLs, which had been a nightmare of pressure for her, she'd known what to do and deep down she'd been fairly certain she'd do well. There was none of that here. Stella had managed to apparate in the last lesson, but not...

Stella hated this. They only had one more chance and that was it. With terrible, vague teaching and no concrete guidance, and she hadn’t managed it last time and she was worried. She had surveyed those of her friends that had succeeded, trying to acquire some more concrete information on what...

Stella had enjoyed the Valentines dance, and received a couple of roses she was pleased about. She couldn't help but think she should have spent more time with Fleur. On the other hand, exams were fast approaching, and while Stella wasn't anywhere near as nervous as she'd been about last year's...

Stella made her was down the stairs quickly, backpack on her back and more books under her arm. She was heading to the library to study, and then to class. She really wasn't expecting a rambunctious young Gryffindor to come barreling up the stairs yelling her name. "Hey! Hello, I'm Stella. I...

Stella always enjoyed the rose-filled bustle of Valentines day, but this year it still put her a little on edge. She wasn't secure enough in her renewed relationship with Zoe to be sure what to write to her, or what she'd receive in response. She was eating alone this morning, not bothered to...

The Christmas holidays had been fun, as always, but Stella was happy to be back at Hogwarts again too, to see her friends and learn new things. It felt like there was less disconnection between the two now that her sister was settled at Hogwarts as well. This semester they'd be starting...

Last year’s Pride had been full of mixed feelings for Stella, unable to get her fight with Zoe out of her mind. This year, everything had changed again. Things weren’t fully mended between them; maybe they never would be, but where there had once been only hurt there was hope now. She had her...

Stella had talked to Zoe. They’d finally talked, and suddenly everything seemed brighter and more promising. There was still a lot more to do; their relationship wouldn’t heal overnight, and the things they’d said could never be unsaid, but at long last there was hope. Things wouldn’t be the...

Stella smiled as she took the rose and note. “Thanks, Alice.” Then she unfolded it, and her smile froze. This was . . . this was more than she could have hoped for. When Stella had written her note to Zoe, she’d been so anxious that her friend would reject her entirely. The idea that Zoe might...

Stella had a plan. This feud with Zoe had gone on far too long, and she hoped that she could finally end it. She’d sent a rose. She hoped it worked. But in the meantime she didn’t know what to expect from her effort, and now that it was rose day she was horribly on edge. She ate her breakfast...

Stella greatly admired her little sister's drive to try everything life had to offer, particularly the things Stella wouldn't have dared to try herself. She knew how nervous Nell was about the duels, and Stella hadn't really been able to reassure her, because she was almost as nervous herself...

Stella was oddly pleased that Fleur had decided to sit next to her, out of all the many people she must know at this gathering. Maybe she had better friends than she'd thought. On that note, Stella looked up, and with a jolt saw Zoe at the far side of the bonfire. She must have just arrived, or...