but fools will learn at no other.
~ Benjamin Franklin
Tuesday, August 29th ~ Evening
The Great Hall has once again been temporarily revamped. The long student tables have been removed and round ones accompanied by comfortable dining chairs have taken their place. They dot the floor under the enchanted ceiling, the soft ivory tone of the linen covering the table tops invite you to sit and enjoy yourself.
It's been a year since the re-dedication ceremony and six years since the Dark Lord was finally defeated. This is an evening for reflection, celebration and if Minerva will allow it, more than a few glasses of good wine with friends, both old and new.
~ Doug Firebaugh
Monday, August 21st ~ Afternoon
The image of Aeval kept floating in front of Luna's eyes. It didn't seem to matter if they were opened or closed. She'd been able to sleep last night because of sheer exhaustion and the fact that Adrian had stayed the night with her. Lack of imagination had never been one of Luna's faults, but right now she wished it was.
Is she alive, dead or only wishing she was? Luna wondered as she closed her eyes and bit at her bottom lip. Glancing up at last, she headed back indoors from the balcony, closing the door softly behind her.
Run In Circles,
Scream And Shout.
Wednesday, August 15th ~ Morning
Luna was running out of places to look and she knew Izabel was starting to double check ones that she'd skimmed hoping to find something she'd missed before. Unfortunately, Luna knew she hadn't missed anything and she was beginning to lose hope when she thought of something.
Viktor. He always had stories and different ideas of things.
She hurried to a desk and grabbed a pen and a quill.
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August 8th -- Mid-morning
Nothing like being woken up at the arse-crack of dawn by a temperamental demon owl and a letter from Snape. Snape of all people. He's lucky the owl made it out in one piece after the bastard tried to bite Bill's thumb.
"Wanker." At this point Bill wasn't sure if he was talking about the damn owl or Snape.
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~ Erma Bombeck
Saturday, July 1st ~ Afternoon
Luna hadn't opened her shop since the incident with the it. She'd hid out at home with all the doors and windows locked and warded. Until she could figure out exactly what was 'wrong' with it, she didn't feel comfortable trying to explain to anyone what she felt. Until she saw the papers she hadn't read for quite some time. They tended to pile up in a corner until they were remembered and dragged out. Duty bound to read them, they were her father's work after all, she shrieked and stood while staring at one headline.
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- Carl G. Jung
Thursday, June 29 ~ Evening
Gabrielle was counting up the days receipts, watching the clock tick off the moments until she could close. The last week had been very busy - happily for her register - but she was impatient to get off her feet and have a quiet dinner with Luna.
Not that she was avoiding going out lest she run into Fleur or Bill - but she was. She knew she should try and talk to her sister, but with the guilt of the deception and a layer of ire over it kept the impulse in check. She owed Bill an apology, probably more than a few biscuits as well, but every night she had been too worn out from the rush at the shop to begin to compose any letter more than halfway legible.
She looked up with a smile at the tinkling of the bells above the door - and stilled. That was definitely not Luna. "Can I help you?"
Saturday, June 24th ~ Early Evening
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A slight scuffle is heard over the air, ending in Anastasia muffling a curse and muttering about her foot.
"Rita Skeeter here. Voting for this year's Litha Queen is still open and remember, every vote counts
-back that microphone, woman, before I -
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Wednesday, June 21st ~ Evening
Everything was set up and ready to go, the pub now decked out in western flair. Draco still wasn't sure what the purpose of the mechanical bull that had been set up in the back room was - but he was more than willing to watch the waiter's jean clad thighs clench as he demonstrated.
I wonder if he rides everything that well?
As the man was thrown, Draco checked his watch and went out to greet the people starting to arrive.
Monday, June 19th
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