
The idea had started on the train home. Neither of them had wanted to be alone for the journey of summer. Draca’s compartment had felt too quiet after she left Potter on the platform at the back of
Neville spent most of his free hours in the greenhouses. Between classes and the well-meaning way Ron and Harry hovered whenever he left the common room. The greenhouse and the work it brought was the
Harry was surprised to see Neville running down toward the lake with Pansy beside him. He would have said as much if the weight of the task had not already settled in his chest. Neville pressed a
Harry led her onto the open floor. Draca felt the tension in his hands the moment they settled into the position they had practiced—his palm warm against her waist, his fingers slightly too tight
They were led into a smaller chamber off the entrance hall, the other champions already waiting with their partners. The air smelled of polish and candle smoke. Viktor Krum stood near the far wall in
Several days had passed since the dance lesson, and Hogwarts had dissolved into a particular kind of chaos. In the corridors between classes, boys hovered with flushed faces and rehearsed lines. In