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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.
Leah's comment really summed up what Bram was thinking.
The world just seemed a little brighter after you spent lunch kissing a cute boy.
Creekwood really blows its load on costume days all at once.
He thought about his and Jacques' talk about walls coming down. There was one more wall in Bram's life that he needed to take care of.
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If being away from Dean was making his dreams this bad and his feelings so strong, maybe living with Dean would make them both go away. They could go back to before, when things were easy and Seamus wasn’t one spark away from an explosion.
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"I wish there was a way to practice first," Dean commented. "Y'know, before the real thing."
"We could," Seamus said. "We could practice together."
Dean balked, and Seamus held up his hands.
"No, no, hear me out." Seamus' cheeks flooded with red and Dean felt like his were just as hot. "Ya don't want a girl to think you're a shit snog, because she'll go tell all the other girls, and then you'll never get another one."
"But I'm not-" Dean lowered his voice. "You're my best mate. My best guy mate. I'm not gay."
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There was a small thud as Albus Potter walked into the table, and Scorpius looked up when the boy started chuckling. "Sorry, wasn't watching where I was going."
Scorpius opened his mouth, completely at a loss for words.
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As the youngest Director of the Muggle Liaison Office ever to be appointed, Scorpius Malfoy doesn't have time to date. Scorpius hardly has time to drink his morning coffee before he's hearing a new sob story concerning Muggles.
His newest client has a lot of stories.
Four times Hugo Weasley needed help from the Director of the Muggle Liaison Office, and one time he didn't.