There was something about the first touches of autumn, the leaves starting to change colour and the first touch of winter’s cold that made it a special time of year. OK, so the highlands of Scotland weren’t exactly the warmest of places at the best of times, but as the month drew on the nights start...

It was a good memory, even if it only lasted for a night. It had been a night of freedom, a night of potential and wonder, where the future stretched out before her free of the chains of family and expectation. It was a dream that had creaked under the weight of a letter that had arrived the next mo...

There was no stopping her reaction, the way her head snapped around to glance at the doorway behind her, fully expecting to see the headmaster or one of the other teachers standing there, hands resting on their hips and a glare on their face. Grace could feel words of excuse and explanation dancing ...

It was different talking to somebody who understood how she felt, the masks that they wore and the pressure that rested on their shoulders. It was difficult to express why she felt that way, why it was so important to her, it was something that had always existed in her. Something her family had tau...

“You know what? You’re right, it’d be a real shame if anyone managed to stumble across the truth” The brunette let a bright smile spread across her face, curling up the corners of her lips as she tilted her head to the side. Maybe she should look into ways to play into the rumour, something like gh...

“Me. No! I would never.” Large dark eyes blinked up owlishly at Laguna as Grace’s hands pressed down onto the floor to lever herself up off the ground. For a moment she looked striken, like a deer caught in headlights bearing down on it before she shook herself an innocent smile painted itself on h...

Grace had listened to some of the greatest orchestras across the globe, the greatest musicians and conductors who somehow made the music come to life. Turned notes on a page into a living, breathing creature that would wrap around you and elevate your senses, transporting you to a whole new world. H...

There weren’t very many places in the castle you could go to be alone, a place where you wouldn’t be disturbed by the other students, teachers or even the ghosts who called the castle their home. For such a large building it was surprisingly packed with people filling its every space, nook and crann...

“It really is, isn’t it. I’ll sometimes sneak down here in the evening and sit here reading for a while…well ok mostly staring at it. The light around here isn’t exactly conducive to reading or any detail work most of the time, I’d call it….atmospheric.” Dark eyes flicked to the side, watching as t...

There was a moment right after the music stopped where the world was utterly still, where you found yourself caught between one moment and the next. It was the closest to calm, to perfection that the girl had ever felt. It felt like for that moment you were at peace, you were one with the universe. ...

There was something about the sound of the wind, the way that it swept through the landscape providing the still night with a natural orchestral accompaniment. You only had to close your eyes to hear it, the rustle of the wind through the trees, the soft splash of waves breaking against the shore. N...

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Grace's Threads In Progress

Boathouse Melody - With Thaddeus Egerton
Sense of Escape - With Laguna Lestrange

Completed

https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8d/a2/4a/8da24a86e81187ade9c4f3f2644d5756.jpg Full Name: Grace Concord Age: 16 years old Birthdate: 15 October House: Ravenclaw Year: 5 Basics: Birthplace: St Mungos, London Hometown: London Residence: Tirana House, London | Concord Estate, Cornwall Relationship status: Si...