Alone he sat tinkering while he waited. She said she’d be here by now and on a project like this an extra set of eyes and another mind helped. Everything about this had to be perfect because it’s intent was devastating but to make it work was delicate and tedious like an art. “When will she get here?” Bobby asked himself as he started on the next rune.
Belle came wandering into Flitwick’s Charms classroom, where she promised to meet Bobby, her arms burdened down by books. “‘My god Bobby, how many of these books do we need? I thought Madam Pince was going to send me out of there with the entire library.”
“Never said this would be easy Belle, but better to do it right the first time than to have to research everything again and again...Read More