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CASS187- Unwelcomed

Ji stood as they approached, smiling like someone had just handed him a particularly thoughtful gift. Long grey robes, clouds and dragons, and that same quiet mirth in his eyes that suggested he'd ...

C- Thief's Chronicle I - The Burden (Read After -Rowena vs Illiteracy-)

What could go wrong with wearing a diadem that turns you into a genius, made by your mother, no less?

Well, everything. Everything can go wrong.

It began a little before I came into pos...

CASS186- Dread

Cassian and Bathsheda didn't leave until they'd picked apart most of the site... again. Or at least the bits that wouldn't try to kill them. The slab mechanism was still untouched, thank God. He ha...

CASS185- Djinn

Cassian shook his head hard, backing away from the centre of the room. "No, no, no. No, no! We need to leave. Right now."

Coriolanus caught his arm. "What is it?"

Cassian stared at him,...

CASS184- Wake and Heed My Command

Cassian looked at the walls and let out a sound, part dread, part something close to awe.

Yep. This was it.

The bloody great chamber where he'd learned Gravitas Ascendio. One of the fir...

CASS183- Monsters!

Silence hit hard. Nobody moved.

They stared at the man on the ground, if you could still call him that. Skin dry as parchment, face shrivelled and slack. He looked like a mummy yanked out of ...

CASS182- Awake

Hi everyone!

First of all, sorry for the confusion. I didn't intend to skip "The Talk" between Cassian and Bathsheda, nor was I trying to c...

CASS181- Force

Cassian and Bathsheda landed hard. Dry wind slapped across their faces from one side, dragging dust up from the cracked earth. From the other came a cooler breeze, tugging faintly at the hem of Cas...

CASS180- Politics

Cassian strolled through the manor, shoulders aching like he'd wrestled a mountain. Which, all things considered, wasn't far off. It'd been a bastard of a year. Overdrawing his magic to snap Lupin ...

CASS179- Without You!

After the end-of-year feast, the castle shifted gears, trunks scraped all over, owls sulked about the sky with last-minute deliveries, and the air smelled faintly of summer and stress. Cassian had ...

CASS178- Avada

Snape sat slouched at his desk, absently tapping a knuckle against the wood. "Straying from the syllabus, huh?"

His gaze flicked to the bottle with the wrong colour. Pale gold instead of deep...

CASS177- Smile!

The next day, the papers were bloody delicious.

Cassian bit into his toast, crumbs sticking to the corner of his mouth as he unfolded the Daily Prophet. Bathsheda was loading his plate with e...

CASS176- Immune

After dropping the kids at the Wings, Longbottom still shaking, Ron babbling about tree branches, Hermione dead silent, Cassian only let Harry tag along because well, kid was very much related to e...

CASS175- Freeze!

Lupin's breath caught mid-gasp, and then he dropped to his knees, spine snapping back. His mouth opened in a silent scream as bones shifted under skin, robes tearing at the seams.

Neville mad...

C- A Fool's Chronicles - It's April! Part 2 (Read After Ch170)

The chaos that followed was delicious, if the chef had a taste for absolute anarchy and a loose grip on health regulations.

Students wandered halls aimlessly. No one knew where they belonged....

CASS174- Moon

The rest of the term dragged by with nothing. No Pettigrew, no Sirius. The map stayed clean. Too clean. It was quiet enough to feel like a prank. Then exams crept in, dragging half the castle into ...

CASS173- Always

Bathsheda, Aurora, Septima, and Charity were spread out across Aurora's floor, ankles tucked under them, surrounded by the soft chaos of pillows, snack tins, and one floating bottle of wine that ke...

CASS172- Ominous

In the weeks that followed, they watched the map like hawks on caffeine and spite, and still came up empty.

Peter bloody Pettigrew didn't appear. Not once. Not a flicker of a name, not even a...

C- A Fool's Chronicles - It's April! Part 1 (Read After Ch170)

Fred was trying to launch a Dungbomb into Lee's sleeve without him noticing when the portrait swung open with a bang.

Neville barreled in, cheeks red, hair sticking up like he'd jogged throug...

CASS171- Rat

Cassian slammed the door with the side of his boot, as he strode in ahead of Bathsheda.

"How the hell did he get into Gryffindor?" he snapped, already pacing. "It's a bloody tower. With a pas...

CASS170- Love

Cassian stepped into the classroom and dropped his bag onto the desk with a thump. The seventh-years were already seated, looking back at him half-expecting another show and half worry.

He wa...

CASS169- Serious Howl

Lupin's wand snapped up before he could ever see the face of the figure.

Weight slammed into him, all limbs and bones, a blur of grey and snarling breath. They hit the floor hard, boards crac...

CASS168- MWPP

Bathsheda was sitting in the armchair by the window, legs tucked under her, a half-drunk cup of tea on the sill beside her. Cassian didn't say a word as he dropped the parchment into her lap. She l...

CASS167- Map

One afternoon, Cassian was knee-deep in parchment and poor spelling. Seated cross-legged on the carpet, papers spread around him. His desk had given up hours ago. Dried biros perched on the floorbo...

CASS166- Patronus

The base of the patronus thickened as the light settled, roots curling outward across the floor in twisting spirals. The branches reached high, antler-like, every tip aglow. Wide, gnarled trunk twi...

CASS165- Grim

Cassian led them down the familiar narrow stairway when he felt a pair of eyes watching from the shadows.

Cassian didn't pause. His wand snapped toward the shadows without so much as a warnin...

CASS164- Chimera

Cassian strode into the classroom, radiating good spirits.

"Alright, my lovely students," he said, clapping. "Today we're talking about the peak of Transfiguration. A subject you studied not ...

CASS163- Cushions

Dumbledore turned to the rows of stalls, pointing. "And these?"

He followed Dumbledore's gaze, half-assembled booths, toolkits strewn everywhere, crates with haphazard labels. A few had handw...

CASS162- Duel?

Harry turned up before the Christmas break ended, for another round of Patronus training. Cassian just gave him a once-over and raised a brow.

"Neville's not here. It wouldn't be fair, would ...

CASS161- Praise

When they reached the table, the air changed. Bagshot and Goshawk slipped off toward the front, already angling to greet Fudge and the foreign delegates, slipping back into the smooth rhythm of pol...