VI Quote of the Week:
That day hadn’t been a fun one, he remembered. He didn’t like to go around intimidating people in the Order, but things had to be done. Tilden answered correctly, and Alastor waited for his question in return, however, it didn’t come. Instead, the herbologist went on about the plant and who had given him the pot. Aw, hell. Tilden explained why he was there, but that wasn’t what made Alastor open his door. There was no way in hell that a Death Eater was going to go on about a houseplant in that much detail. -- head-auror-moody, Speak the Truth
Admin Picks of the Week:
And thus here she was at Flourish and Blotts, once again browsing through the numerous shelves that were stacked to the ceiling. She was in no rush today and had enough money to purchase any book she wanted, so she was going to choose carefully. She walked down aisles and read the summaries of books before either putting it in a basket she held or sliding it back onto the shelf. It was a calm, domestic image which wasn’t often seen from her. -- bellablacklestrange, Literature
Maybe a small victory was better than no victory, Lily thought; at least Marlene acknowledged that she had tried to resist. The terrible thing about the Imperius curse was the way it completely removed a person’s will - or that’s what Lily thought - and to even try to fight it off was an incredible feat. Lily wished Marlene could understand just how much Lily admired her strength for doing that. But she didn’t see the point in continuing the argument when Marlene clearly couldn’t be persuaded. It was like hitting your head on a brick wall, and Lily had enough other things to focus her energy on. -- thelionheartedxlily, Check Up
Blinking at the utterly bizarre change of pace this fight was taking, Edgar opened his mouth and allowed it to hang there as Daisy looked to him for guidance on how to proceed. How … how did they proceed? The streets were so dangerous these days, he’d never come across this. Either there wasn’t a sober soul on the streets this late, or there were Death Eaters. He’d never come across a group of teenagers - or so he assumed - lurking in this alley. It was dangerous! -- edgarbonesknows, A Night Out

















