So the bad news is that Chapter 65 isn't done yet.

But the good news is that I've been working on it and I have a lot done.

No idea when I'll be able to post but it's definitely in the works.





Spoilers / Teasers

The headmaster stared at him over the top of his half-moon glasses, his eyes looking positively owlish. “Harry, my boy? Are you under the impression that I’m Merlin himself? Oh, no, no. No indeed.”

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Severus raised an eyebrow. “You suspect there might be Malfoy family magic at play?”

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Sals said she’d liked it when Harry had carried her in a pocket, because then she got to explore loads of other places in the castle. Apparently Harry used to set her down rather frequently, and collect her again after a while. Or sometimes she had explored on her own, because she knew how to get back to the high-place and the low-place, but she liked the low-place more because there was a small person with fire-coloured fur who always scooped her up and fed her small hopping crunchies, and sometimes mice and eggs, too.

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“What prefect’s duties?” asked Harry blankly.

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“What about my first-years, then?” demanded Harry. “I was assigned some too, wasn’t I?”

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“I hesitate to even say it, but . . .” Snape’s throat bobbed a little as he swallowed. “Be careful not to neglect Gryffindor, Harry. I think you will have regrets if you do that.”

“Not a chance,” said Harry, beaming a bright, cheeky smile. “I’m still their Seeker and we’re going to absolutely destroy Slytherin in a few weeks!”

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