After years of stories, friendship, and shared history, HNZ has entered its archive era.
Thank you to every member, professor, prefect, shopkeeper, club leader, GM, and admin who helped build this community.
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Vanity headed to the Quidditch pitch, frustrated with herself. She hadn't done well at all during the past Slytherin practice, and she had a game to play soon. Now that she was captain, it mattered how she performed. She knew the Slytherins would never accept her or respect her if she didn't do...
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