'Now, I wish I could say that we removed the spell and no harm was done. But this isn't a hilarious tale that one tells to their wayward grandchildren. It's a story about broken hearts and mended ones, sporting events and school outings, cold winter evenings and inappropriate amounts of skin. As all high school stories are.'

'I left a note for Jesse on the end of her bed. It simply said 'I am so stupid.' I left all of my things behind and quickly left the room. I was on a Potter Hunt.' What starts as an apology blossoms into an unlikely friendship as Lily Evans come to recognise the truth that she's been avoiding all these years.

Dear Percy Weasley, Last summer, you said Lucy and I go could go to your house for the holidays, that turned out to be a lie like every thing else you've ever said... This story was written by my friend speak4silence at HPFF and edited by me Oneshot