leda layton

Zennon had been busier in the last couple of years than he’d ever been in his life. Or, at least, that was what it felt like. The years had gone by so fast that he’d barely had time to react and then all of a sudden, Finley was four. He remembered vividly what it had been like when his son had...

Yellow, open after Leda Layton It was hard not to know who Leda Layton was. She was in Fleur's year, but Iris didn't need her sister's help to find the head girl. She spotted her red hair in the entrance hall, and headed over to her with her final rose. "Hello, Leda?" She asked, hoping she...

Willow was down to her last rose. this one she had been least enthralled to have to deliver. but she was now most looking forward to delivering it. she had attached the note with a charm and walked into the middle of the pitch. just as she had been told she saw @Leda Layton flying around. 'Hey...

Zennon could not believe that he was a fourth year. This year was a new year for him. That spin the bottle game made him realize that he was exceedingly different. He didn’t want to kiss girls or boys. Was he broken? Maybe, since he could even talk to snakes! Sighing, the Baros boy walked out...