snogging-snivellus

An apple, Lily thought as she was presented with a meager meal of stale bread, a chunk of cheese on the verge of molding and a bruised apple. She picked up the fruit and turned it over in her hands, frowning at it. An apple. How it all started. She remembered it perfectly no matter how many times she had been ordered to forget. She was a little girl. How old exactly she didn't know. When she was taken away no one had bothered to ask her age and she had been too young to keep track. Her father had given her a perfect, red, shining apple. She had never had such a delicacy and she recalled holding it in her hands as her father led her down the

She was being punished. She knew she was. There were stories; stories of mudbloods who offended their masters or disobeyed one of the strict and many laws in the Muggle and Mudblood Act and were sent to a special hell just for muggle-borns were they beaten, raped and made to work until they dropped dead. She had thought them only fairy tales to keep mudbloods in line, but she was beginning to change her mind. It was all because of a book. A stupid book. No, a wonderful, magical book. It had called out to her, begging her to hold it, to open it and (she cringed at her own foolish thoughts) to read it. She had barely gotten past the first sente

Damn. Here already. He was jolted awake as the carriage came to halt at a well-worn iron gate. It was embroidered with a large dark silver and green 'P', simple yet elegant in nature. The sight of it made him uneasy, as this entire place always did. The thestrals leading the cart pawed at the ground in anticipation as the iron gate slowly creaked open. 'Alright then,' he told them softly. They reared forward, and sensing his dread adopted a nervous gait, making soft whinnying noises. To have traveled here by such a manner irritated him greatly. The journey had been long, dull and rather miserable in the rainy season that loomed constantly ov