CLAUDIA AESTHETICS: Instagram edition; Archie and Cheryl are dating.
And Archie’s instagram becomes a ginger fest over night. After what happened at the finale, the two of them just seem to grow closer. Nevermind that some people think Archie was with her just because of her money and influence to get him a good career and mentor in music. Because he likes her and she feels safe around him and Archie finds himself comfortable with the redhead.
*Masterpost and helpful information HERE <—* DATES: Northern hemisphereMarch 20-23 Southern hemisphereSeptember 20-23 Also called The Spring or Vernal Equinox and Easter. Keep in mind that pronunciation obviously differs between accents but, these are the most popular. OSTARA IS PRONOUNCED LIKE “OH-STAR-UH” EOSTRE IS PRONOUNCED LIKE “OHS-TRAH” or “ES-TRAH”
If Ostara reminds you of Easter, you’re not wrong! Over the years the name was changed to fit into more standard and modernised systems and while both still represent very similar things, much of the history of the beloved Germanic goddess of fertility, Eostre, aka Ostara has sadly been lost in translation in the eyes of many Pagans. Ostara was represented by things associated with the new light of birth, such as eggs, rabbits, sweets, growth and nurturing compassion which represents the nature of Spring. When it comes to the astronomy aspect of this day, the Equinox is one of the balancing points in the cycle of the seasons. This is because both day and night are of equal length, reminding us of equality and the continuous growth in our lives.
Ostara is a beautiful spring planting festival that celebrates the return of life to the earth. Represented by fresh flowers, baby animals and eggs, the symbolism paints a welcoming picture for the new energy spirits that have been brought into existence. It is a day to rejoice in the reawakening of the Earth! During this time the God and Goddess are perceived as young adults, projecting youth and innocence before their climb into adulthood. The Goddess, as the Maiden, covers the earth with life and love while the God grows to maturity helping her to make things grow quickly. The Sun God’s strength increases day by day and the Maiden celebrates her fertility. This is a time to plant our gardens, the seeds of flowers, herbs and vegetables and it is a time to honour the masculine and to reflect on what exactly makes us who we are.
The Gods that are associated with Ostara are Adonis, Attis, Ovis, Odin, Osiris, Frigg, the Sun God + more, depending on specific path/cultural background The Goddesses that are associated with Ostara are Eostre, Aphrodite, Isis, Freya, and the Moon Goddesses + more, depending on specific path/cultural background The Colours of Ostara are pretty much all of the pretty pastel colours you can think of. Animals that correspond with this day are Hares, rabbits, snakes, unicorns, Pegasus, lambs fledgelings and other small baby animals. Essences that are perfect for Ostara would be pretty much any type of fresh floral scent, jasmine, violets, roses, sage, strawberry, citrus scents, roses, lotus, magnolia and ginger. Stones that pair perfectly with this celebration are Rose quartz, aquamarine, moonstone, amethyst and jasper Popular things to consume during Ostara are Eggs, honey, bread, seeds, herbal teas, sprouts and green leafy vegetables Decorate your Altar with things like Flowers, seeds, eggs, crafts made from things you’ve found while in nature, images of rabbits and the appropriate herbs and stones. The areas you should put thought into during Ostara include yourself; Ostara is a time to reflect on your accomplishments and progress you’ve made so far in the year and to recharge your energy to continue going down the right path for YOU. It’s a time to continue working that butt off and readjust anything you may need to prevent any snags or problems during the remainder of the year. The key word is MANIFESTATION! Rituals and areas of Magick work are working with herbs and gardens, kitchen/cottage magick, abundance spells and animal work. Some fun activities of Ostara include planting seeds in a magickal or herbal garden, taking walks through gardens, parks, woodlands and decorating eggs. Video used in .Gif from here
Title: Who Ever Felt as I Word count: 1444 Character: George
You stepped around the corner after descending the stairs to enter the kitchen. “Mr. Weasley?” You said hesitantly.
Arthur Weasley spun around from his place at the sink, his eyes widening. “Y/N?” He replied. A goofy smile, the one you knew all too well, spread across his face. “Dear, you look fantastic!”
You blushed profusely and stared at your shoes. “Thank you! Mrs. Weasley chose this. I think it matches the incredible wedding decorations quite well…” The dress was cut just above the knee and was a beautiful gray that had spiraling purple accents. “Anyway, do you need any help?”
Mr. Weasley looked suddenly confused, then realized that you were referring to the massive pile of dishes on the counter behind him. All of the guests were just about to arrive and, in anticipation of any straggler actually entering the house, Mrs. Weasley demanded that all the kitchenware be clean. Mr. Weasley seemed to debate this for a moment, then said, “You know, love, I really would appreciate it. Ron said he could use a hand out in the yard.”
“Go ahead, then,” you smiled warmly. “It won’t take me any time at all.”
On his way out the door, Arthur patted your shoulder and said a quick thank-you, and you were alone again. You could hear Ginny and Hermione rustling upstairs, but it was otherwise silent. Everyone else was working on the extravagant tent and arrangements in the backyard. You set to work on the dishes, muttering cleaning spells and carefully placing them back in their respective cabinets.
Voices were coming up the garden path to the front door, and you saw a matching pair of ginger hair through the window. A smile crept onto your face. Your crush, George, and your good friend and his twin, Fred, were discussing something animatedly.
As summer cools off, we can start getting our baking fixes
without dying of heat stroke—hooray! But if you still want to hang onto that
summer sunshine, this recipe combines yellow squash (the underappreciated
sibling of zucchini) with lemon and ginger for a sweet golden pop that’ll wake
you up in the morning.
The three stars here are squash, lemon, and ginger. Squash
is not particularly known for herbal or magical attributes, but it’s a
sun-soaked vegetable full of nutrition. It wouldn’t be a stretch to consider
squash as a stand-in for sun water or another sun ingredient in baking
applications—after all, it’s 90% water and grows best in the full blaze of
midsummer! Lemon has cleansing properties and is well known to help wake up a
sleepy mind, making it a great breakfast bread ingredient…especially when
paired with ginger. Ginger’s a protective, fiery magical ingredient and a powerful
anti-inflammatory that soothes internal pains. Together, they make for an
invigorating flavor with delicious benefits!
If you would like, prepare yourself for the recipe by
setting up each ingredient before you start (mise en place!) and focusing on
the outcome you want—a meal that will wake you up in the early school mornings,
a snack that will keep you alert after a long day of work, a tasty ward against
the oncoming colds and flu—whatever you think is an appropriate purpose for
this sunny bread (hint: it’s all of them!). Make sure to combine your ingredients
purposefully. Lighting a candle may help you focus, if you need the help!
1 1⁄2 cups flour
1 1⁄2 cups yellow squash (grated or pureed)
1 teaspoon baking powder
1⁄2 teaspoon baking soda
1⁄4 teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
A pinch of ginger, to taste
3⁄4 cup sugar
1⁄2 cup oil
2 teaspoons vanilla
Zest of a lemon + 1 tbsp of juice, if you want it real lemony
Candied lemon-ginger peel, to taste
Sift together dry ingredients (flour, baking powder, baking
soda, salt, ginger, and cinnamon). Combine and beat eggs, sugar, vanilla, oil,
and candied peel in a separate bowl. Add juice and zest if using. Mix in dry
ingredients, stirring just until batter is wet, avoiding overmixing. Pour into
a greased loaf pan and bake at 350F for 40-50 minutes, or until a toothpick
inserted at the center comes out clean. Cool for 5 minutes and remove from pan;
top with glaze and, if you want, some extra candied peel. Try not to eat it all
Grated or powdered ginger
Sugar, 1-2 cups as needed
Water to cover peels + ½ cup
Peel lemon with a vegetable peeler, trying to remove only
the yellow skin with as little white (pith) as possible. Slice into thin strips
and place in a pan with enough water to cover. Bring to a boil for 30s then
drain (this helps cook out bitterness, in case you have pith still on). If
there’s a lot of pith on your lemon peel, add a pinch of salt to the water and
blanch a second time. Place blanched peels in dry pot and cover with sugar. Add
the ½ cup of water and the ginger and slowly bring up the heat to a simmer, dissolving
the sugar and being careful not to caramelize or burn the solution. You should
be able to simmer on low for 40-60 minutes like this to really candy the peels.
Drain the peels (saving the sugar syrup for glaze) and either coat in sugar (if
you want some to eat later) or chop when cooled for the bread!
Using the syrup from the lemon peels, add lemon juice and powdered
sugar to taste. Drizzle hot over the fresh loaves. If you have not made the
lemon peels and still want glaze, combine 1 tbsp lemon juice with ½ powdered
sugar and mix in the zest of one lemon, adjusting proportions as you like.
The loaves are delicious with or without the glaze and peel,
and the peel is super tasty as a candied treat by itself (and makes a great
Can I ask for an imagine? Oliver Wood may be very confident with sports,but when it comes to talk to YN he’s a mess. Good thing the twins decide to help ;) by anon
I’m so sorry this took a while, but it was such a good request that I loved so much that I really wanted to do it justice. I hope you like it!
Oliver Wood was good at many things. He was a Quidditch prodigy and excelled at all of his classes. He could make girls swoon over him with a single confident smile. Everybody loved him. He was confident in every aspect. Except one.
She was beautiful. A kind, shy, and humble Hufflepuff, who also happened to be a Chaser for her house’s Quidditch team. Everything about her made Oliver fall slowly in love with her, even if he had never talked to her. She was the one area where Oliver wasn’t confident.
One Saturday, Oliver was at the Gryffindor table, not-so-subtly watching Y/N laugh with her friends. If he was being honest with himself, Oliver knew he was being stalkerish. Either way, he continued to watch.
“Mate, you do know your spoon is empty, right?”
“What?” Oliver asked, startled out of his reverie. He tore his brown eyes away from Y/N to find a pair of ginger twins sitting in front of him.
“Your spoon is empty,” Fred Weasley repeated.
His twin, George Weasley, continued for him. “But you’ve been eating from it for the last five minutes.”
“What have been you been staring at?” Fred questioned.
“I think Woods been ogling a girl, mate.”
“Has he? Which girl?”
“No idea. We’ll have to ask him.”
The twins stopped their conversation to find their Quidditch captain glaring at him. “What?”
“I think we’ve annoyed him, Freddie.”
“I think you’re right, Georgie.”
“Do you two need something?” Oliver frowned.
“Figured you’d know by now,” George said.
“We want to know who you’re staring at,” Fred continued.
“Will you leave if I tell you?” Oliver growled.
Oliver sighed and dropped his head onto the table. There was no getting rid of the twin beaters, and he knew it. Thinking through his options, the Gryffindor sighed again.
“If you must know…” Oliver replied, intensely aggravated. “Y/N Y/L/N.”
“Really?” Fred asked, startled.
“Yes.” Oliver dragged out, watching the two cautiously.
“The Hufflepuff Chaser?” George questioned.
“So you fancy her?” Fred pressed.
The ginger twins grinned at each other, before disappearing.
Y/N looked up from her Transfiguration homework to see a pair of Gryffindor twins sitting in front of her.
“Hi, guys. What’s up?” Y/N was cautious. Yes, the two were younger than her, but they were notorious pranksters.
“Do you know Oliver Wood?” George Weasley asked her.
“Do you think he’s cute?” Fred continued.
“I’m going to ask again, why?”
“Just answer the question.”
The twins smirked at each other before vacating the Hufflepuff table and leaving a very confused Y/N behind.
“I still don’t get it.” Y/N asked as she was dragged by the Weasley Twins to an unknown destination. “Why do I have to be blindfolded?”
A twin responded, but she couldn’t tell which by just voices alone. “Well, there has to be a little mystery to it don’t you think?”
“You kidnapped me.” Y/N deadpanned. “I’d say there’s a lot of mystery.”
“No need to be so dramatic. We just picked you up, and carried you away from your friends while you screamed. That’s not kidnapping.”
“…you’re kidding right?”
“Look, you trust us right?”
Y/N could hear a door opening as they gently pulled her forward and out into the grounds.
“You’re kidding, right?”
There was a slight pause and Y/N assumed the twins were having a silent conversation, before they responded in unison.
“But either way-”
“You’ll be fine-”
“And don’t worry if you’re hungry-”
“That’s all been handled.”
The more the gingers talked, the more confused Y/N became. Finally she decided to just trust the twins the best she could.
“We’ll take off the blindfold-”
“But you need to count to five-”
“-before you open your eyes.”
A gentle breeze blew by.
She could hear the Gryffindors snickering as they ran off.
Whoever gasped whispered, “I can’t believe their insane plan is actually working.
Y/N’s eyes flew open as she took in her surroundings. She stood in the center of the Quidditch pitch, and there was a picnic laid out nearby. She stepped closer to see some of her favorite foods and an assortment of others.
“Do you like it?”
Y/N turned around to see Oliver Wood, Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and her long-time crush standing behind her, with his hands shoved into his pockets.
“Because if you don’t, this was all Fred and George’s idea.”
“All of it?” Y/N teased. “Even me being here?”
“Well, that I uh-, I mean-,”
Y/N laughed. “Oliver, in all the years we’ve known each other I have never heard you stutter.”
Oliver stopped stumbling over his words, and flushed red.
“It’s kind of cute.”
Oliver’s eyes shot up to see Y/N now avoiding his gaze. She was blushing as deeply as him. The Gryffindor ginned at her and stepped closer.
“Cute enough to date me?”
Y/N’s eyes raised to meet his brown ones. “Maybe.”
He grinned at her and stepped closer. “To kiss me?”
Oliver pressed his lips against hers. Their lips moved in unison against each others. The kiss was slow, and sweet, and gentle. Fireworks exploded.
Oliver pulled away, and the new couple looked upwards. Colorful lights and smoke decorated the darkening sky.
“I’m going to kill those two,” Oliver growled.
“They aren’t that bad,” Y/N laughed.
Suddenly, a song started to echo throughout the pitch.
Oliver and Y/N sitting on a broom
First comes love
“Actually, I think I’ll help you.”
Again, I am so sorry this took so long. I lost it three times writing it. I am going to try and write another one or two imagines tonight.
Hi! I was wondering if I could request a imagine where the reader (slytherin) finds her boyfriend (draco) kinda bullying the Twins and she steps in to help them??
My life to be honest, is really awesome! I’m in Hogwarts of course that’s the best part! My boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, was probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. It’s just that there’s this side of him that I hate and it scares me. This side of Draco makes him rude and horrible, he’s mean to First years, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and especially Gryffindor’s. He despised them! I don’t know what’s the deal between them but, I’ve found the most amazing, hilarious, and kindest people in Gryffindor.
I walked down the empty corridor with my potion books in my arms going back to the Slytherin common room ready for a nap for the long hard day. But as I was about to turn the corner of the corridor I heard an awfully familiar voice yelling “Oh! Not Again!” I mumbled angrily to myself turning the corner to see Draco, with his two Nut heads, Crabbe and Goyle, standing in front of a pair of Ginger twins, Fred and George Weasley, who were now laying on the ground obviously stunned by the three Slytherins. “Draco! Stop! What are you doing?!” I yelled running to Fred and George to help them both up. “Fred? George? You guys okay?” I asked worried “Yeah. Were fine. Thank you” they both said together holding onto each other trying to keep their balances. “I was just teaching these Blood Traitors a lesson!” Draco snickered as his goons did the same. “Why do you call them that?! There just the same as us!” I yelled getting more angrier by the second “Babe what are you doing?! Your defending the wrong people!” He spat “No Draco! I’m defending the right people! Now tell me! Why are you against them?!” I screamed in his face.
“It’s because they hang out with Potter! And that Mudblood Gran-” he started but I cut him off “Don’t call her that! You have no right to do that!” I screamed “(Y/n)! Why are you doing this! Their Gryffindor’s!” He yelled fists clenched tightly “So what?! Were just the same! Were both human aren’t we?! Why does it even matter which house their in?!” I yelled throwing one of my potions book at him. Which he dodged just in time “(Y/n). I think what we have is over!” Draco said seriously as those words left his mouth I felt Anger and Grief break the point I’ve been holding for a few minutes now “Like I gave t-two shits about our r-relationship anyway! I can never s-see myself with someone a-as selfish and h-horrible as you!” I cried. “You know what?! I can’t believe I’ve been so blind! I’ve been dating a stupid little Blood Traitor all along I-” Draco was about to say more but stopped when a jet of bright red light hit him straight in the chest.
I looked around to see that both, Fred and George, had their wands out with a look of flaming anger on both of their faces. “Malfoy? Malfoy are you okay?” Crabbe and Goyle squeaked as they hunched over Draco’s body, all Draco did was groan in pain. Goyle picked up his head as Crabbed picked up his legs, they heaved him up and out of the corridor leaving me alone with Fred and George by my side. I broke down to the ground crying, I felt large hands pat me gently on the back trying to sooth me. “Were sorry” they both said together. I shook my head rapidly “N-no. It’s not y-your fault. That b-bastard deserved it.” I cried into my hands “Handkerchief?” One of the twins asked holding out a white cotton square “T-thank you” I sniffled taking the tissue and rubbing my eyes.
They both went in front of me and held out their hands for me to grab so that I can get up. When I stood up they still kept my hands in theirs and started to lead me somewhere. “W-where are we g-going?” I sniffled “well, you deserve something special for doing that for us-” Fred started “-so maybe we can bring you down to the kitchens and let you grab whatever you want?” George finished and they both looked at me for an answer “That sounds lovely” I said happily as they lead me through a portrait that had a bowl of fruit on it, in the end we end up having a tea party in the kitchens.
🌙Hope everyone’s having a beautiful day today! Remember always stay positive even when your going through hard times!🌙
Saturday evening rolled around to Hogwarts like a long awaited Birthday. Everyone had spent the whole week trudging to each class patiently wishing for the weekend to come. Hufflepuff and Slytherin were scheduled to a Quidditch match at 6pm and many clubs were having meetings throughout the day. Most nobody chose to stay inside the castle due to the extravagant weather, but a handful did take shelter. Gwendolyn was one of the few. Hunching over the long, narrow table Gwen scanned over the small print of her thick text book. Sitting to her left was her good friend Ed.
“No I get what you’re saying, but this star is placed to the right of the line.” Gwen pulled out her star chart she had been required to buy in Diagon Alley before the school year had started.
The map charted out multiple different types of constellations and the specific names of certain tiny lights; Orion’s Belt, Norma, Musca, Leo, Hercules, Fornax, and thousands of others. The sandy haired boy tilted his head, glancing down at the parchment then back at his own.
“Yeah… I think you might actually be right. Eridanus it was right? Or was it Delphinus?” He murmured confused with the two. Gwen hummed correcting him with the right constellation. He thanked her and they both focused back on their Astronomy work questioning their answers every once in a while. Gwen ran a hand strongly through her brown locks as if wiping away the stress that was building up at the second. Ed noticed, abandoning his homework to help her.
“Hey what’s wrong? I know I’m not the best but I can give it a shot.” He smiled warmly. She shrugged pushing the sheet away and towards him seeking help. Ed looked over the paper eventually grasping the concept. Gwen sat silently tugging aimlessly on the blue hem of her Ravenclaw stitched sweater.
For a second her thoughts wandered off to her boyfriend, Fred, and his twin brother wondering what they were up to. Trouble was an absolute with them, but it was odd to not get a glimpse of him at all so far. Gwen reached into her friends jeans without a word, pulling out his handy wrist watch that Ed kept safely hidden in his pocket read 5:15 in bright blinding numbers. He jumped in shock when she tugged it out. Handing it back over to him shortly after she got it, Gwen watched the large bodies of students flow out of The Great Hall, most likely leaving to catch the match and to make sure they got a good seat.
“C’mon Gwendolyn you’re a Ravenclaw for crying out loud! This should come easy to you.” Ed stated. He as well was a member of the wise, intelligent House but he clearly got the main idea of the homework she couldn’t seem to grasp.
“I know it’s just rough stuff…” She huffed throwing the unfinished work into her black patched backpack. A loud burst of laughter came from the entrance of The Great Hall as a pair of ginger headed twins glided in swiftly, both snatching a loaf of bread as they passed the beginning of the Gryffindor table. George winked flirtatiously at a blonde Hufflepuff that was gathering her stack of books, exiting out of the room quickly in a flush of emotions.
“Gwen!” George shouted, hopping over the top taking the open seat next to Ed. Fred slid quietly by her side not daring to speak. His face was an unpleasant shade of red and a glint of anger shown through his eyes. Ed shifted uncomfortable rearranging his class books, charts and quills.
“Hey guys, what’re you doing here? I expected you two to be heading to the Quidditch game.” Fred didn’t respond yet distributed his attention and effort to sending dangerous daggers of hatred to Ed who avoided his glare. George explained how they had been caught in the act of a prank earlier and were banned from leaving the castle grounds for 2 weeks; even from going matches unless Gryffindor was playing, then they were allowed to play.
“That sucks…” Ed said shakily. Gwen turned to Fred realizing the reason Ed seemed so edgy. Nudging his ribs, Fred quickly stopped and smiled innocently to her kissing her cheek delicately. Gwen giggled lightly flustered by the sudden show of affection.
“What is up with you?” Leaning close, Gwen whispered in Fred’s ear as George and Ed socialized with small talk. Fred shrugged clasping his lanky arms around her waist securely. Acting as if it was nothing, Fred turned back to the conversation.
“So what were you two working on?” His voice sneering greatly on the word “working”. Both Ravenclaw’s shared looks of confusion and explained how they were working together on a very long essay that was due Monday for Astronomy.
George folded his hands unsure of what to do next. Ed copied the Gryffindor and gazed at the half full sheet laid on the table top. Fred nodded emotionlessly, slipping his hand under the navy material, to draw little circles across her hip bone. Shivers sprung up her spine at the touch of his fingertips along her ice cold skin. Fred smirked feeling the tiny bumps and continued rubbing her skin lovingly. Glares were often thrown at Ed off and on until he cracked.
“Well, um… I, er, I think I’m just gonna go head up to my dorm… and um finish my work there. Nice seeing you all.” Ed gathered his belongings before Gwen could intervene. In a flash he was gone, bolting out the entrance. Sighing Gwendolyn pursed her lips turning to the satisfied Fred. George snickered covering his mouth. “Really Fred…” Fred looked shocked but Gwen could see right through it. His hand reached up and ran slowly from her roots down to then ends. She hummed relax but still slightly annoyed by his actions.
“Nobody told him to leave. Isn’t that right George?” Fred pointed out and George nodded backing up his brother.
“You were jealous weren’t you!” Gwen was quick to accuse and Fred shook his head “no”. George rolled his eyes, mimicking his twin’s moves. Fred reached across the table jabbing his arm. George winced in pain but laughed anyways.
“No… I was not ‘jealous’. Only aggravated by his shameless flirting!” Fred let it all out, huffing at the end. Gwen and George both met eyes and laughed loudly.
“Freddie I think you gave the poor lad a heart attack!” George stated as a-matter-of-fact way. A small smirk was making its way back onto Fred’s face by his brother’s words. Those were his intentions. George smiled standing from the table announcing loudly that he was leaving to see which house was winning and then would be back later. Farewells were exchanged and once George was out of ear and eye sight, Gwen swiveled to Fred giving him a mixed emotions look.
“What? Are you mad at me?” Fred pulled her closer to his hip, nuzzling his chin up against her neck peppering her with sweet little kisses. Gwen scrunched up and smiled as he unintentionally tickled her skin. She couldn’t find enough strength to respond, jolting her head to the side saying “no”. Fred chuckled, pressed right up against her.
“That’s good, I was starting to worry. I was thinkin’ you’d never speak to me again and then you’d run off with that funny lookin’ Edward… and I’d never see you again.” Whimpering out the words in a sad tone, Fred finished looking up with big, prominent puppy dog eyes. Gwen sat stunned by his words, knowing he was half joking but sensing more of the seriousness.
“Fred I would never! Besides Ed or Edward- whatever isn’t like that to me. You know that.” Gwendolyn finished by pressing her lips flat upon his taking Fred by full surprise. It didn’t take him long to register the situation and start kissing back. Gwen could feel herself losing grip on reality by the second as she melted carelessly into the passionate moment. Fred pulled back breathless along with Gwen. Grabbing her hand in his, Fred locked stares with him.
“I love you Gwendolyn, more than anything. Sorry about earlier, I was just… jealous.” He looked away ashamed for acting sickly out of character.
“I know Fred its okay, I understand. I love you too, now how about we go catch the rest of that Qudditch game?” Standing up, Gwen intertwined her fingers with Fred’s helping him to his feet. Fred brought up the point about him and his brother not being allowed to leave the castle for another two weeks.
“Oh yeah I suppose you’re right. Well maybe you and I could going looking for an empty close and um hang out?” She suggested with a playful wink, cheeks stained red from the sudden boost of confident. Gwen was aware about the strict rule on not sneaking other House students in, but maybe she could make a special exception for him. Fred grinned, sprinting out of The Great Hall dragging Gwen right behind him.
Nymph’s A/N: Welcome to the next chapter of the only thing I’ve got going for me. The feedback we got for the first chapter was so incredible and we can’t believe so many people love this little (fucking massive) project! I mean, we’re truly invested in this now, it’s what we spend 99% of our time talking about, and there’s a lot of side things (snapchats, little moments between Sharon, Alaska, and Violet) that could potentially become a thing if there is interest because a lot of it is just hilarious (I’m tooting our horn. I’m tooting it bitch). I’m just so grateful that people are interested, and I know camp is too, and I hope you enjoy this second chapter! As always, feedback is very much appreciated, just don’t make us cry.
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