Arrival in Hogsmeade.
Thursday, December 7th ~ Late morning.
Kevin had found, to his slight surprise, that in the various piles of books in his apartment there were also a large range of exploding and singing items that he honestly didn't remember ever getting. He had very deliberately not packed them, and with a a bag, mostly containing heavy books, slung over his shoulder, had apparated to the outskirts of Hogsmeade, near where his new apartment was.
Peering around the street and checking the map for where the apartment was, he quickly turned and headed towards his destination.
If I'm going to help, I have to know all the details.
All the details.
Wednesday, November 29 ~ Afternoon
The deeper days of autumn always made Pomona Sprout a bit blue. The leaves were gone, everything was dormant and there wasn't even any snow yet to blanket the plants for the long winter.
Oh, her greenhouses were as vibrant as ever, but one couldn't stay in them forever. Soon enough the holiday greenery would abound everywhere, and Sprout liked to help the season along by starting her Christmas shopping early.
"Ronald Weasely! How are you, you sly young thing, sneaking about the country and leaving us poor ladies behind having to listen to Quidditch updates to know the least thing?
"Tell me all about the handsome young men you've been gadding about with, and tell me what sort of broom I should be getting my grand niece."
So just call on me brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on
Saturday, October 21 - Late afternoon
Percy walked into the Three Broomsticks, still elated from his date the night before. Every time he thought of Greg, a smile crossed his face, and he wouldn't have it any other way. In his elation, he'd thought to stop by his parents' pub for a quick bite to eat... and maybe to see his mother, if she wasn't busy. The only trick would be to not let on that he had been out with Greg. Things were still very new between the two of them, and Percy had no idea how his mother would react upon learning about his choice in men.
The moment he entered, however, his plans quickly changed as he spotted his oldest brother sitting at a table in the corner. He had yet to speak to any of his brothers since his return, and decided that this was the Fates' way of saying Get on with it, already!
Gathering his courage, he walked over to his brother's table. "Bill?"
The Curse of Being a Weasley (How many of us are there again?)
Sunday, September 24, Afternoon
All right, so it was cliched, but women liked flowers. It was a tried and true practice, you gave a woman flowers to show you liked her, to apologize, for a gift. Charlie figured he'd go with it and made his way to Anne's house, a small bouquet of fall flowers tied with a bow in his hand.
He'd been thinking of her since that day at the market and trying not to think about the afternoon spent with her and Bill eating the melon. Bill had been subtle, for him, but still he'd told Anne enough embarrassing things about Charlie that he wondered if she would look at him again without laughing. There was one way to find out. Running a hand through his hair, he took a breath and knocked on the door.
I find that a great part of the information I have was acquired by looking up something and finding something else on the way.
~ Franklin P. Adams
Friday, August 18th ~ Evening
From what Remus had told her, if they managed to find the missing people in the Fae world, it would require a great deal of coordinated efforts on their part to have even a chance of a successful rescue. Glancing around the room, Minerva had to wonder what their chances were. Her eyes lingered for a moment on Luna and she mentally shook her head.
Ravenclaw? I just don't see it, but that's why we have the Sorting Hat.
At least Horace isn't here.
She still didn't see what Doris saw in him, but having him go off to be with her saved Minerva some aggravation so she wasn't going to object. Rising to her feet, Minerva cleared her throat lightly and when the small bit of chattering died down she raised her chin slightly.
"I think we all know why we're here and I'm not going to waste any time expounding on it. Remus? What do you want us to do and how?"