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After seven long years, Celia had finally made it to her very last night at Hogwarts. It was surreal to think that in less than 24 hours, she would be free, actually free, and she felt a light, bubbling giddiness at the thought. Her classmates were probably feeling a lot more wistful, but as...

Celia bristled at the joke, her eyes narrowing. She had no doubt it was a dig about last year's howler. "As if I'd waste my time with anything related to the school once I've graduated," she said coolly. She didn't care if the comment went over Aine's head. She wasn't going to be as pathetic as...

Celia was a little surprised to see Professor Corrins' eyes grow wet. She hadn't really expected such an emotional reaction, but she supposed Professor Corrins was more used to getting anonymous complaints than gifts from her students. At least she seemed to like the present. "Think of it as...

Celia had spent the last seven years learning about different kinds of magic, but as she delivered her speech, she thought this might also be a form of magic. It was intoxicating watching the crowd respond to her words, the impact of each sentence playing out in their expressions, their...

Celia smirked. "I think you'll be fine. I don't think you can expect much complexity from an economy that runs on physical coins." It was just barely a step up from a bartering system, but she supposed that was a natural consequence of a society incapable of anything more than basic arithmetic...

Celia was a little taken aback Toby revealed that it was his parents who would be using the connections, not him. As a kid, Celia had spent a fair amount of time rubbing shoulders with the one percent, but wizards seemed to take it to a whole new level. "That's a very inefficient way to...

Celia beamed as she saw her own joy reflected across Professor Corrins' face. "Thank you! It's still hard to believe sometimes," she said in an attempt at modesty, though she was also telling the truth. Celia knew that no matter how well qualified she was, when it came to college admissions at...

It was all Celia could do not to roll her eyes as Professor Josephs launched into a very condescending lecture. However, she had to admit that she was amused by how bothered the professor was by her column — so much so that she felt the need to give a speech defending herself. Celia smiled...

Celia knew she'd said all she could. She'd laid things out plainly, and it was up to Louis whether he wanted to continue being friends with René. Personally, she didn't understand his hesitation in dropping the Hufflepuff, but that wasn't really her problem, and she allowed the subject to fall...

Celia sighed. It was pretty obvious what the answer to her question was. She decided to be direct with him. "Louis, if he were your friend, he wouldn't have done it in the first place. At the very least, he would've apologized by now." The Gryffindor-Hufflepuff game had been months ago, and it...

For the briefest moment, Celia wondered if Avery was going to refuse, but then he assented. His rather flat answer was a little unexpected, yet not surprising. On a team full of hot-headed personalities, Avery had always been much more reserved, which she appreciated. One of her Quidditch pet...

Celia had never wavered in her decision not to invite anyone to graduation. But now that the ceremony was over and her classmates were busy reuniting with their families, she could feel a slight pang. Just an hour earlier, she'd been the center of the room's attention. Now she felt like a...

Celia nodded, glad to hear Professor Corrins wasn't sick. She blinked when the woman suddenly transfigured her outfit and made a mental note to practice the spell herself sometime. It would make trying on different outfits a lot faster. Celia followed Professor Corrins over to her desk and took...

Celia pushed open the door. "Hi Professor—" she started before stopping abruptly when she realized that Professor Corrins was sprawled out on a sofa, wearing what looked like a pair of pajamas. Still holding the gift bag, she glanced between the woman and the teacup floating next to her. "Sorry...

If Celia was being honest, she had considered doing the whole "we need to talk" schtick just to mess with Avery a bit. She did quite enjoy intimidating people. But in the end, Celia had decided to make a conscious effort not to scare him, even offering him a small smile. So it was amusing to see...

Celia did think grades were important (though perhaps not that important during first year), so she wasn't surprised that Toby's parents were urging him to keep his up. It was the second part that made her arch an eyebrow. "What kinds of connections are they expecting you to make as a first...

Celia really hoped her issues with the charm were just a matter of improper technique because that was at least something that could be improved upon. That could be fixed. But if it wasn't technique, if it was the memory that was the issue, well, what did that say about her? What did that say...

Celia was not at all surprised that June Davenport was less than happy with this meeting. The younger Slytherin seemed to have similar views of Heta, which amused Celia. She could always appreciate a fellow Heta hater — even if that hater was a slightly stuck-up 12-year-old. "Oh, I will too,"...

Celia knew Louis' standards were almost non-existent, but she also knew that wasn't why they were friends. "Yeah, that's not why," she said, rolling her eyes. She was beyond tired of this line of conversation. Celia automatically bristled at the mention of the Elite Sisterhood — her own club...