Post-India Sarah/Cora inspired by the lyrics of 'Du Trägst Keine Liebe In Dir' (You Carry no Love in You). My contribution to the corah christmas fic exchange!
Rita and Petunia, early one morning. (Title taken from Anna Ternheim's 'Terrified')
Faye Lovegood watched the birds. Every morning she would climb the roof of her house to hear their sweet song fill the valley. She wished she could fly too, free and wild and strong. This is the tale of how Mrs Lovegood died.
peeves was happy. the fighting was over. it was the end.
What Petunia really thought about the magic her sister had, and of her nephew.