Draco Malfoy didn’t understand much of what was going on these days. Everything around him seemed to be crazy. He had no idea how the Death Eaters had suddenly gotten through Hogwart’s defenses, no one seemed to know that. Perhaps some of the professors knew, but if they did, they weren’t talking. Then there was … Continue reading
Isla’s first thought was to simply mount her flamingo once they reached it and fly off, leaving her unwanted traveling companion behind. The paranoid wolf girl clearly valued stealth, and a giant pink war bird was quite the opposite of that. She’d be angry, but she’d soon give up and hopefully leave the area. Those … Continue reading
“No! Not again!” Voldemort’s screams of frustration echoed throughout the school. Or at least the room of requirement. No one else knew why they were here, not even the Death Eaters. They needed to duel – a real duel – and Voldemort had to win. He just… wasn’t. Harry was rather shocked himself. He didn’t … Continue reading
Wolf lifted the lid of the simmering pot and stirred gently. A puff of fragrant steam swirled around her and even pulled a rare smile onto her face. The pot contained a mixture of non-mute insects, leafy greens, and some centuries-old powdered soup mix. High in protein, more than palatable, and the spot she’d found … Continue reading
Minerva McGonagall lay recovering in the infirmary. The battle for Hogwarts had not really been a battle at all. Once a hundred or so Death Eaters suddenly appeared in the middle of the school, even the most stubborn fighters gave in fairly peacefully. Voldemort gave a reassuring speech that he would continue to utilize the … Continue reading
Isla took several deep breaths, though it sounded to her more like she was hyperventilating: in-and-out-in-and-out. It was bad enough trying to calm herself down. Trying to calm down Wren too was a painful double duty. The little mute rarely panicked, rarely even worried. But the real possibility of getting caught sent her into a … Continue reading
It took Voldemort twice as long as he might have anticipated to convince his Death Eaters that Harry Potter was now a member of their ranks. First there was actually showing them, then there was shooting a series of curses in their direction when someone dared to question if he was sure about this. After … Continue reading
*ring ring* “Hello, and thank you for phoning Foul Play by Farceurs. My name is Francine. How may I assist you?” “Oh, um…yes. Hello. I’m calling to reserve a, uh…demise slot for a sworn enemy. Do you have any available?” “Oo! Indeed we do! Let me bring up my calendar. You know, this is usually … Continue reading
Proving moderately competent among Scarlemagne’s pets had its advantages. For one, Isla got sent out on missions more often, which meant less time wearing the movement-restricting, breath-denying monstrosity that was standard dress for the human females under Scarlemagne’s watch. Isla had once and only once seen him try to send one of the women on … Continue reading
Illustration by Crystal Rose “I want to join you.” Harry said the phrase in Parseltongue so that none of the Death Eaters would understand it. The sheer look of shock and confusion on Voldemort’s face was amusing enough, almost as much as he anticipated it would be. Inside he felt a strange sense of confidence … Continue reading