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Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Daily drabble

That night, Lily sat up long after everyone else in Gryffindor Tower had gone to bed, clutching her sketch pad and pencils in her lap as she sat on one of the window seats, gazing out towards the forest, hoping for another glimpse of the majestic creature, and drawing furiously, as though her life depended on it, desperately trying to capture some of his magic on her page.

From The White Hart, a work in progress.

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