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There was no place Malachi would rather have been that day than sitting on the great lawn next to Emmy. The sun was shining, the air was fragrant with freshly cut grass, and the only cloud in the sky was shaped a bit like a unicorn ("You have to turn your head to see it..."). Malachi had taken...

There was something Malachi had been meaning to do for a while. He kept telling himself that the reason he hadn't done it yet was because the right opportunity hadn't presented itself, but that was an excuse. He was scared. His mother had told him to make friends, yes, but he didn't suppose...

Delivering roses at breakfast had been a good idea on Malachi's part. He hadn't been able to find everyone in the great hall, but he'd certainly ticked a few deliveries off his list and was about to complete another. He knew Beau from lessons, although forgetting which house he was in he had to...

Malachi was not looking forward to delivering his next rose. He'd been hoping to leave it until last, but since he was already in the great hall and had just spotted Luxen at the Slytherin table, he figured he might as well get it over with. What did he have to be scared of, anyway? He wasn't in...

@Lina Olaf, yellow Malachi never wanted to deliver roses again. Ever. Well, it wasn't that bad - the smiles on the faces of the recipients certainly made it worthwhile. But his legs ached and he'd got lost twice and he still had four more people to find. He peered into various rooms along the...

@Thomas Jusantrea, yellow rose After asking around the school, Malachi had eventually managed to glean that Thomas Jusantrea was a Gryffindor. With that in mind he headed up into the heights of the castle in search of the Gryffindor common room. He had only climbed this high a handful of times...

The only thing Malachi knew about his next recipient was that he was in Gryffindor. A good place to start, then, seemed like the Gryffindor table. It was breakfast time, and most of the students were in the hall, some eating, some wandering around with their hands full of roses, some gushing...

Malachi stumbled out of his first History lesson in an apprehensive daze. He hadn't anticipated just how difficult it would be to keep up with his professors, and it was fast becoming apparent that he was going to need to make some friends in all four houses if he was going to get through his...

Malachi hadn't thought this through. In his defence, he'd expected his mother to be with him, but something had come up - an emergency, she called it. Everything was an emergency to her. Well, right now, Malachi was having an emergency, and he would very much have appreciated her assistance. The...

Malachi had made an unlikely but assured ally in Emmy. He should have been happy. He would have been happy, if his old friends would leave him alone, but they'd resolved to make his life miserable ever since their falling out. They couldn't understand how he'd moved on so quickly; it annoyed...

Malachi was sure of it now. His friends were avoiding him. For an hour or two he'd dismissed it, making up increasingly unlikely excuses for their behaviour, but now it was break time, and they were playing Wallball. Without him. They never played Wallball without him. He was the one who'd...