Wolfsbane ~2~The arrival of the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons visitors caused quite the stir among students and staff alike. The start of the Triwizard Tournament was finally here, and an excited and eager air settled over the Great Hall as everyone filed in for the long-awaited feast.The Hogwarts staff entered the Hall once the students had settled themselves at their tables. Professor McGonagall led the way to the staff table while Dumbledore and the Heads of the visiting schools brought up the rear. Five extra chairs had been added to the table, and the guests sat on either side of Dumbledore; Professor Karkaroff of Durmstrang on his right and Madame Maxime of Beauxbatons on his left. Once everyone was seated, Dumbledore officially welcomed the visiting students and Heads, and invited all to enjoy the feast.About halfway through the first course, Ludo Bagman and Bartemius Crouch of the Ministry of Magic arrived. They greeted Dumbledore and seated themselves at the staff table, Crouch on Madame Ma
Wolfsbane ~1~"I would like to introduce to you your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Serena Wolfsbane!"Every head in the Great Hall was turned to face the main doors, through which now strode a young-looking witch. She was rather tall, slim, and pale with long, dark brown hair that swayed in time with the hem of her robes as she walked. Her head was held high and she wore a confident expression, as if she expected no less than to have every eye in the room on her. And so it was: everyone watched as she made her way towards the staff table, including a certain stern-looking, greasy-haired wizard.Professor Severus Snape had never felt more off his guard than he did when Serena Wolfsbane entered the Hall. In fact, she had nearly passed the House tables before Snape was able to completely regain his air of indifference. He was careful not to make eye contact with Serena as she sat in the empty seat next to him. As she did so, Professor Dumbledore announced the commencement of the
Wolfsbane ~prologue~"All right, Snivellus?" called an unfriendly voice.Slytherin fifth-year Severus Snape dropped his school bag and made for his wand, but James Potter was too quick for him."Expelliarmus!"Snape's wand flew out of his hand. He lunged for it, but was promptly knocked off his feet by Potter's Impediment Curse. Potter and his friends advanced on him, taunting him, while a small crowd gathered to watch and many others turned their heads towards the commotion. A pair of Hufflepuff second-year girls sat a few meters away, watching with rapt attention as the scene unfolded. Well, one of them was sitting. The other had jumped to her feet and was brandishing her wand, looking quite prepared to march across the lawn and give Potter a large piece of her mind."Oh sit down, Serena," said the sitting girl to her friend. "You know that'll do no good.""Kat, are you even seeing what's going on right now??" cried Serena, her wand still at the ready.Kat habitually adj
What We Were We could have been something, you and I. But we were something, weren't we?Once?We were inseperable, Following each other aroundLike a pair of leaves caught in the eddiesOf autumn's breeze.[we went in so many circles together...]We were melodic, Filling in each other's harmony when we could.Our voices danced together,Intertwined.[though our fingers never dared to do the same.]We were beautiful, You more so than me.Especially when you wore your hair down.I loved just looking at you.[though I hated when you caught me.]We were in love, Though neither of us knew itUntil it was too late.By that time, you were gone...[I never got a chance to tell you..]Winter came, the breeze froze,And we leaves fell apart.Our voices no longer danced;They cracked and were made raw by our fights.You cut off your beautiful hairAnd refused to let me see you.[and I refused to see you for who you were.] And yet, I loved you still.