If A Sensible Person Went To Hogwarts Chapter 3 by Heercums-N-Oxymoron, literature
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If A Sensible Person Went To Hogwarts Chapter 3
Kate loved her new bedroom. From her perch on the window ledge she could see far across the rolling fields surrounding Bourton-On-The-Water. The attic wasn’t large, but it had enough room for her bookcase; the shelves were filled to bursting and small piles of novels had begun to accumulate at the foot of her bed. Her second-hand dresser and wardrobe sat against the far wall atop a fake Persian rug.
Her bed was pushed up against the wall beneath the window. She turned back to it, grabbed the pair of binoculars resting on her pillow, and had just started to focus them on an interesting-looking bird when she heard her mother call for her
One Cannot Live Without the Other: Book 1 - CH10 by blackstarlight17, literature
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One Cannot Live Without the Other: Book 1 - CH10
Dumbledore gave his announcement ranging from ground rules of where they’re not allowed, banned pranks, and magic barred being used in the corridors. Tom wondered if that one was actually true or if he meant spells that could hurt someone. He’ll have to ask one of the prefects or maybe their head of house to be certain. There are always loopholes, like the one he found so he and Harry could practice before school. Harry’s interest was grabbed regarding Quidditch trials, wondering if he’ll be allowed to sit and watch. Based on what he and Tom have been told, while it sounds dangerous, it also sounded like a lot of fun. They were a bit wary though when the headmaster warned students not to enter the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side. His simple reasoning was that it was out of bounds to those who don’t wish to die a very painful death. “Is he for real?” Tom asked. He scooted a little closer to Harry. “He must be,” a female prefect commented. “It’s rather strange
HP: When You Mess With Reptiles by JudeDeluca, literature
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HP: When You Mess With Reptiles
The two girls were lounging in an empty classroom, the door wide open. Both of them third years, the pale girl with the long and straight snow white hair was reading a Muggle magazine called “Entertainment Weekly” while the dark skinned girl with wavy, jet black hair scribbled away on a large blank pad.
“Oh I forgot to tell you, I got my Muggle Studies essay back today.” The white haired-girl, Nicole, pulled some roles of parchment.
“Oh yeah?” Gold, the black-haired girl, stopped sketching and looked towards her friend.
“Professor Burbage thinks I’m showing improvement.” Nicole handed the