#rg starter

“It’s nearly Halloween. Who should I become this year? The Minister for Magic? Captain of the Canons? Aunt Ginny?”

“Y’know, I’m -- wondering why you’re in a library full of books if you can’t read the ‘restricted zone’ sign.”

“You must be either brave or simply an idiot asking around about Torva Venefici. Take my advice and stop doing such a thing before you get yourself killed.  Now get lost.”

“Try again. Really focus on what you’re trying to do. Feel the connection between your target, your wand, and yourself. Send your magic down that line.”

So how was your weekend?

“I always thought the stars were pretty wicked,” Dominique said as she heard the door to the Astrology Tower open and close behind her, turning her head for a moment to indicate that she was acknowledging them before looking back up at the night sky. “Couldn’t tell you any of the names, though. Too many of them.”

Mug of hot chocolate in hand, Teddy thanked his server and turned away from the bar, eyes scanning the room for a seat in the pub. As expected, the Three Broomsticks was nearly full with the Hogwarts students roaming the village. After a few moments, Teddy noticed the person next to him, and smiled a little sheepishly at their glance towards his drink. “Madam Puddifoot’s is just -- weird for a single guy, and it’s too early in the day for firewhiskey, so... hot chocolate at the pub it is.” He shrugged with an embarrassed grin, sensing his reputation as a fearsome auror was going down the drain. “For the record, I have always been this hardcore. Go hard or go home, that’s what I always say... right before I eat the little pink marshmallows off the top.”