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Briony had been more than keen for a pet for Hogwarts but after only one very brief conversation with her parents over school approved it had become clear quickly that if she wasn't planning on getting an owl, she likely wasn't getting anything. That was fine, Briony wasn't going to dwell on it...

The lesson on the Patronus Charm might have been over, but Celia was not done practicing. She hadn't had any success with the spell, not even managing to produce a single measly silver wisp. It was a level of academic failure completely foreign to Celia — and not just because she usually...

Initially agreeing to the idea of writing to his parents on a weekly basis, Teddy shifted to a monthly occurrence very early on in his Hogwarts life. And now, his correspondence had become more sporadic, triggered by specific events or needs that prompted him to communicate with them. On this...

Celia couldn't stop smiling. It was a foreign feeling, this happy ache in her cheeks, and she knew she was probably attracting curious glances, but she didn't care. Her life had changed earlier that day when a letter bearing the words "We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted...

If anyone had accused Celia of going into hiding after the howler incident, they would have gotten a swift hex to the face. But the truth was, she had been hiding. She didn't want to see anyone, and she didn't want anyone to see her. For a while, she'd sequestered herself in abandoned rooms in...

In hindsight, buying a portkey off a stranger on the side of the road probably hadn't been the smartest idea. Harper wasn't sure where she was, but she could tell this was definitely not Mongolia. For one, it was still light out. She was also not standing in the middle of a desert. When Harper...

Thanks to someone, the Quidditch cup was no longer a possibility, so Celia had turned her attention towards a different trophy. She wanted to add another Dueling Tournament championship to her collection this year, and to ensure that happened, she'd come to the chamber for some extra practice...

It was a little too windy for it to be ideal beach weather, but that hadn't stopped Harper from heading out anyways. The sun was shining, and she wasn't working today. She really had no excuse not to go, especially since magic made travel so easy. Harper was in the middle of spreading out her...

Celia was glad to see the winter decorations were back, and this year, they were better than ever. There was even an ice rink, and Celia almost wished she could go skating. It had been years since she'd done that. But her dress was much too long, and it seemed a little childish to go ice skating...

Strictly speaking, Celia did not need to do the "homework" Professor Castillo had assigned them. There was no way he could check whether they had actually practiced fire and illumination spells as he'd told them to. Plus, she didn't really need the practice. Fire charms were some of her favorite...

After much consideration, Celia had decided that Gryffindor was the wildcard team of the year. Sure, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had solid chasers, but their seekers and beaters — the players who actually mattered — were almost comically terrible. Gryffindor's beaters at least knew how to aim. And...

Plot ID #113688 There were many things Celia hated about Hogwarts, but near the top of the list was the forced reliance on physical mail to communicate. She had thought the summer break would give her a respite from this nuisance, but it seemed the universe had other plans for her. The first...

Plot ID #113688 Up until a few weeks ago, Celia had been looking forward to the break. She was going to spend part of it touring colleges in the Northeast with her mom and the other part working an impressive internship in Boston or D.C. But then her dad had gotten arrested, and her whole life...

Since completing her animagus training, Harper had found herself spending a lot of time in the Owlery. She'd never liked the room much before, finding it a bit too musty for her taste. But now that she could turn herself into a falcon, she no longer had to deal with the dirty straw or rodent...

Plot ID #113688 The lack of internet in the magical world had always annoyed Celia, but it wasn't until her dad's arrest that her annoyance had turned into agony. It was painful, being stuck in this bubble with zero clue what was happening to him. Where had the authorities taken him? Had he...

Harper had a tendency to leave her Halloween costume planning to the last minute, and this year was no exception. Unfortunately, after six years' worth of Halloween Feasts, she had exhausted her wardrobe of last-minute costume ideas. It was a good thing that she had magic at her disposal. This...

Introspection, it turned out, was hard. Harper was used to rushing through life, flitting from moment to moment, and she found it unnatural — self-indulgent even — to spend so much time looking backwards. Similarly, she had never been one to look too far ahead, preferring instead to meet...

It was the second semester of the school year and Joshua had enjoyed exploring the castle. He was still shocked to find out that there were talking portraits and that there were ghosts around the castle. However, today, Joshua was bored. The first year always seemed to get bored easily. Luckily...

Plot ID #111804 Harper had made her fair share of mistakes in her nearly 17 years of life. But not a single one came remotely close to this. When she'd regained consciousness in the abandoned classroom, Harper had thought her nightmare — one in which she'd suffered a painful partial...

Yuelia would master this. She had to. It was an advanced spell, but that was no excuse to her. If it was something she could realistically do, then she would just have to do it. She had to prove herself as the best. Then she'd master her appearance, too - she'd look into fashion so she could be...