Anne-Cara Apple

Hufflepuffs aren't the only ones who can be loyal.

When they’re alone together, they feel they might die. When they’re apart, they feel like they’re dying.

“What do you like?” Petunia had asked her once. She had smiled sweetly at her older sister. “Knowing Mum loves me better.”

"Everything suddenly seemed much clearer now."

The gods delight in making a mockery of mortals, and today they are laughing at her.

We sat in uncomfortable silence in the kitchen while water for tea boiled on the stove, each of us distinctly missing my cousin. Finally, Remus said, “You look like him. I never realized that before.” The teapot began to whistle. “Neither did he.”