Reserve Beater for the Tutshill Tornados. It sounded like a great career, but for Hollie Finnigan, it was a lot of bench warming and a chance for all of the people she ever told to ask, "Oh, so you know Roxanne Weasley? Can you get me her autograph?"
Hollie knew Roxanne all right. She was in love with her.
A story about love and lies, fame, and a little Quidditch.
"Dad, I-" He stopped. His voice sounded groggy and foreign to his own ears. If he couldn't even say gay aloud to himself, he had no idea how he was going to tell his dad.
It was still surreal to him that there was someone else at his school who was in the closet just like him. His post on the Tumblr wasn't just about being gay; it was about loneliness, and about feeling like he couldn't be open to anyone around him.
It wasn’t until she got to the band room that she heard the singing. It was instantly recognizable as the lead singer of her band. Leah hesitated outside the door for a second before turning the handle. Taylor was singing one of the songs they were narrowing down to for their talent show performance, and smiled at Leah without missing a note.
He felt like he was listening to the conversation from under water. A Dementor was definitely simple and badass. And Jacques said he went to a party on Halloween.
By now, the sight of blue lightning shooting through the streets of Shady Creek wasn't anything to write home about. Bram still remembered a few months prior when his streak of blue lightning was simply something a few internet conspirators blogged about. Sometimes, Bram thought those days were easier than seeing his own masked face on the news every day under a headline that read, "BLUE CHARGE SAVES THE DAY AGAIN".
He didn't pick the name, but it was starting to grow on him.
The word secret went with Simon a little too well for Bram. Not even Garrett knew about his longstanding crush on Nick’s Hufflepuff best friend.
[SVTHSA Hogwarts AU]
Leah stared at her phone screen, at the very first post on her Tumblr dash. Specifically, at her best friend's name. Her heart felt like it was in her throat.
In retrospect, skipping two days of lunch together gave six other AP English nerds forty-eight hours to figure out exactly how they wanted to make Simon and Bram’s return as embarrassing as possible.