

Help From an Unexpected QrtrHelp From an Unexpected Quarter (In Which a Plot is Formed, Harry is Oblivious, and Draco is Conniving)Help From an Unexpected Qrtr
By Ibrium
February 11th:
It was raining. Water sleeted down from the overcast sky like the tears of a bereaved lover, pounding on the heavy, lead-glazed windows of Gryffindor tower and sloshing noisily from the snarling gargoyle down-spouts. A slim young man sat in a deep alcove, staring out over the drenched grounds toward the Forbidden Forest. His shaggy raven hair wafted gently back and forth with his breath, which clouded the windows with a fine veil of mist. Slowly, ever so slowly, his eyelids sli
Datika
Auriga
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You're suggesting I eat a complete stranger's boot?
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