48 Results in the "Forging The Flame" category
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The ground was frozen. Harry stood in the third row of students, between Ron and Hermione, and tried not to feel anything. It didn’t work. Three hundred people packed the hill overlooking the Black Lake, and every one of them was bleeding emotion into the November air. Grief came in waves. Heavy from the Durmstrang delegation, sharp and brittle from the Hogwarts students who weren’t sure what they were supposed to feel. Curiosity from the younger years, guilt from the older ones who remembered…-
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The white was too loud. That was the first wrong thought. White couldn’t be loud. But Harry’s eyes were open and the hospital wing ceiling was yelling at him in a hundred shades of cream and ivory and bone, each one fighting for attention like they’d never been seen before. The candles near the window bled heat in amber waves. The torches along the walls buzzed at a pitch that sat wrong behind his left ear. And beneath it all, Hogwarts. The castle itself pressed against his skin like standing…
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Harry is about to level up, it’s almost like the base he and Daphne created could be used in conjunction with some of those basilisk bones to regenerate his magic. - Josh comment from last chapter. You're definitely picking up what I've been laying down! Let's just say the basilisk didn't die in vain… though 'level up' might be underselling what Harry's about to go through. Hopefully Daphne can finish the Potion and heal Harry and Tracey. - Trix comment from last chapter Eventually! But…
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Daphne Greengrass woke up with a silent scream. She sat up fast and her eyes darted around the dark room until she realized she was safe in her own bed. Her pulse thudded hard enough to make her dizzy. She stayed still for a minute, listening to see if she had woken up any of the other girls, but the room was quiet. She really didn’t want to deal with Pansy Parkinson asking her a bunch of annoying questions right now. She pulled back the curtains of her bed and looked at Tracey Davis’s bed. It was…
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The moment Krum’s body hit the ground, the Rot Boss stopped moving. Its huge form went still. The tendrils hanging limp. The green glow in its eyes dimmed to almost nothing. For one stupid second, Harry thought maybe it was over. Maybe killing Krum had been enough. The Boss dropped to its knees. Dust exploded upward. And those huge, twisted arms reached out, grabbed both halves of Krum’s corpse, and dragged them inward. Harry’s stomach turned. They were pulled into the Boss’s chest,…
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