48 Results in the "Forging The Flame" category
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Harry stood by the window, one hand stuffed in his coat pocket, watching Knockturn Alley live its own ordinary life. A man in patchwork robes argued with a goblin over a sealed box. Two cloaked figures slipped past the alley mouth, heads down. Further down the street, a man started shouting at a woman in a thick leather cloak. She didn’t even flinch. Just reached into her coat and pulled a long silver knife. The man backed off, then broke into a loud, barking laugh as he turned and bolted into the fog,…
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Cedric pushed himself upright with a grunt, wincing as the movement pulled at his injuries. He didn’t look at Harry. His eyes were fixed on a dark opening at the rear of the cavern, a passage Harry hadn’t noticed during the fight. “Come on,” Cedric said. “ You need to see it.” He didn’t wait for a response. Just started walking, leading Harry deeper into the mountain. The tunnel opened into a small, dome-like chamber, and Harry stopped just inside the entrance. Four bodies huddled…
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Warm honey filled the little kitchen. Mariel perched at the rough pine table, heels hooked on the lowest rung, while her father tore open a fresh loaf. Steam drifted up from the soft center. He nudged a chunk her way, crumbs tumbling onto the worn board. She added a spoonful of honey and let the syrup sink in. Their minds brushed. Still tastes like childhood, she teased, sending the thought across the tiny space. Damien’s eyes crinkled. I keep waiting for you to get tired of it. Never. She took…
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Harry opened his eyes to the gray light of Sunday morning and reached for his wand without thinking. “Tempus.” The numbers hovered in the air, neat and blue. 9:37. That left him just over an hour before he needed to be in McGonagall’s office. The meeting with Andromeda was at eleven sharp. He sat up, rubbed at his eyes, and swung his legs over the side of the bed. The showers were blessedly empty. He let the water run hot as he brushed his teeth, half-listening to the tap and trying to guess what…
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Harry pulled a sandwich out of his bag and took a big bite. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was tired. And satisfied. Training with Hermione and Ron had been, to be honest, fantastic. A completely different vibe compared to when he trained alone. The big green turtleneck he had on today; the one Hermione said matched his eyes perfectly, was a little soaked with sweat since he hadn’t really had time to change. But it didn’t smell, so he figured it was fine and made his way toward the library.…
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