#teaspoonisms

Papa Prongs is concerned.

Our Wedding Day!!!

The words were written in a bold, red, lovely cursive on the calendar hanging on the fridge. Sarah had written it ten months ago when they had finally set a date for the wedding. Had she any inkling then that mere weeks before that looming September Saturday she would hand him back her ring along with a shattered heart?

In the ten days since she called of their future plenty of people had tried to reach out to him through phone, through owl, hell, he had even received a patronus. A couple of people had come by their his flat but he had either not answered or quickly dismissed them. It helped that he had signed up for plenty of shifts at Mungo’s so he could take time off for their honeymoon. The time at the hospital had kept him preoccupied by physically and mentally. 

Professor Flitwick.

actually, while you’re right that the hat definitely took its time deciding whether flitwick should go to ravenclaw or gryffindor, it wasn’t long enough to be a hatstall! the hatstall section on pottermore says, “The only true Hatstalls known personally to Harry Potter were Minerva McGonagall and Peter Pettigrew.” 

POWELL LINE

OR LANE

How about Lance Powell, or Lucas/Luke Powell?

When your best friend needs to come over and talk to you nothing needs to be said other than okay. Which is exactly what Ginny told Harry after the doorbell rang and she began to push him toward the hallway.

Despite enjoying quidditch Dean had not kept up with it much once graduating. Football had always been his sport. But after several years and many invites Dean finally joined Seamus at a quidditch game. This one was Chudley Cannons verses the Wimbourne Wasps. 

Dean decided to hang around once the game had been won by the Cannons, barely and thanks to a familiar face. “Seamus didn’t tell me that we’d know someone on the team,” he called out once he saw Ruby exit the arena. 

“Did you hear that our moms are planning a family trip together for this summer.”