Flourish and Blotts

“What do you mean you’ve never snogged someone? You’ve had like…” Sirius trailed off for a moment, quietly whispering names as he counted on his fingers, “three and a half relationships! You have to have snogged at least one of them.”

“A half?” You challenged, shifting away from him so that you could face him more directly on the couch.

“Nott doesn’t count.”

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That particular day had begun like any other. Your mother had knocked on your bedroom door loud enough to wake you from your slumber, but she didnt enter your room, and you heard her footsteps descending the staircase into the bookshop below. In the safety of your own room, you were free to get yourself ready, which was always your favourite part of the day. Clothes flew across your room as you chose your outfit, t-shirts holding themselves in the air just long enough to defy gravity at your will. Obviously, you only opened your curtains when you were completely ready; if your mother knew passersby had seen things floating in your room, she would have lost her mind. Quickly preparing and eating a slice of buttered toast, your little eleven year old legs descended the creaking stairs.

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“The train rattled onwards, speeding them out into open country.”

For some reason, you had expected that upon returning to Hogwarts as an adult, it would look and feel smaller than it had all those years ago. But despite you growing a few inches, and your confidence growing considerably, the ancient halls and corridors tower just as high as you remember. Maybe even higher, it was likely your memory didnt do them justice. The corridors are quiet in a way that would have scared you a decade prior, but you find yourself smiling, feeling completely at ease. No matter where you go, Hogwarts will always feel like home.

In the corner of your eye, you spot a shine that can only come from the sun streaming through the glass of the greenhouses, and you stop walking. Jogging over to the corridor window, you peak out of it, biting your lip and lifting your wrist to check the time. 15 minutes, is that enough? Definitely not. Unfortunately for the rational side of your brain, you are sprinting out of the nearest door before you can convince yourself to stay on track.