Neville wasn’t listening, and Harry pretended not to hear. As the years had gone on people did tend to treat him a bit more normally now. But, it was still always there at the edge, the tiny reminder that he was different. Oops.” Wade held the silver knob in his hand and turned his entirely-too-sentient-mask towards Harry. “Don’t worry, I can fix it.” Oh, yes,” Wade said. He tilted his head sideways and seemed like he was smiling beneath his mask. “I knew either you would show up or you wouldn’t, and you did!” Well, she can’t control the baby can she? Not like she does everything else, babies don’t just do what they are told.” Use the knitting needle to pierce through the middle of the cork to create a hole large enough for the fairy light to fit through. Repeat until all the cork tops have holes in.

Pop in batteries and hang your new Harry Potter inspired potions bottle fairy lights on your bookshelf! Ramsey leveled Harry with a look so skeptical he may as well have snorted. “I never even saw the guy until he met you.”Deluxe Bundles – include admission to Harry Potter™: A Forbidden Forest Experience plus a Harry Potter themed sweet treat, Butterbeer stein, souvenir letter, exclusive lanyard and tote bag Centaur · Demiguise · Erkling · Erumpent · Golden Snidget · Graphorn · Griffin · Hidebehind · Kappa · Kelpie · Merpeople · Occamy · Phoenix · Re'em · Runespoor · Snallygaster · Sphinx · Tebo · Thestral · Thunderbird · Troll · Unicorn · Winged horse · Yeti I think… I came here for tacos,” Harry murmured. It was hard to tell, but he felt confident that Wade’s mouth popped open beneath his mask. Speaking of which… “Why are you wearing that?” Harry pasted a soft smile on his lips and let his eyes linger on the building across from where he sat. A bridal boutique, a ‘gourmet cookie’ store, and an empty store front, an abandoned area. Even narrower eyes met this answer, even more suspicious, “Haven’t you just spent the afternoon with your friends at the pub?”

Oh.” Harry murmured, selling magical heirlooms to buy muggle take-aways seemed ridiculously grim to him for some reason. Wade’s mask stretched in to a grin. “Why can’t I kill bad guys in daylight? It’s such a cliche to only do it at night.” Yes , Harry thought, it was definitely sad. In an effort to cheer him up he said, “The others are all disappointed that you’re not going to be pouring their pints any more.”How are you anyway, Harry?” Parvati asked, as she took her coat off and threw it over an empty chair, then she perched on the edge and reached for one of the pints still sitting on the round tray on the table. Morgan pushed it towards her and her grateful smile seemed to make him colour slightly. Harry hid his smirk in his glass as Parvati said, “This is a weird way to spend your first weekend as Deputy Head.” Here’s the plan- you, me, tacos, oh…” Wade turned to the window and then held a finger up to Harry. “Un momento my tall, tan, and toned lover.” Harry laughed and sounded half-mad himself. “No! We’ve got to deal with the bloody bodies on the sidewalk!”

He trudged along half a step behind Harry, dragging his trunk and occasionally sighing under his breath. It was as if Harry had forced a warm place to sleep on him, like it was some great hardship to accept a favour … though, Harry reflected later, maybe for Malfoy, it was. Baking at Christmastime is a festive classic activity to do with friends and family. When it comes to making Harry Potter-themed cakes and treats you could go the nostalgic root of decorating everything in all things Harry Potter or you could theme the titles of you baking to Harry Potter. That way you can bake the things you love the most – with an added twist of pumpkin and other spices in honour of Harry Potter – with a Harry Potter name. Harry found himself thinking about Malfoy on their short walk to the Druids Arms. It was very cold now that the sun was going down. He hoped he’d found somewhere to go. Wade?” Harry ripped the cloak off and blinked dumbly as he saw Wade sitting in the windowsill of the twentieth floor room, his legs dangling, and poppy music playing over the phone on the sill beside him. Harry wanted to laugh, because at least Neville felt old compared to these kids too. But instead he said, “Come on now, Morgan will tell you he's as old and cynical as we are.”Oh really?” she said, her eyes lighting up, and she smiled at Harry, “Just one then, I don’t even know where to go with it now anyway.” Of course they are,” Malfoy said at once, his shoulders straightening, “I was an excellent barman.”