A/N: So it's already been a week! It's been intense, and cold. Bitterly cold here, it's unfortunate but all I want to do is curl up in bed all day, but my son won't let me because he wants to scoot around backwards while saying daddy! I tell ya, the joy of being a parent.

Any-who, I am very hopeful you all will like this round of stories! Onto them!

January 19th (Sunday) bosky – covered with bushes, shrubs, and small trees; woody

A blond boy and a panther were sat in the bosky corner of the property as a blonde woman searched for them. Soon the panther's ears pricked up and he pushed the boy a certain direction. His giggles were being muffled as well as possible by his hand and his excitement showed all over his face.

They crept along the bushes, pausing when the panther pulled at the boys shorts. They were creeping ever so slowly to the large mansion in the center of the property. Suddenly the panther stopped the boy just before he ran his way to the house. The boy turned to look at his companion to glare at him for stopping him.

"Gotcha!" The woman had burst through the bushes and the chase towards the house ensued, screaming laughter being heard through out the property.

January 20th (Monday) perspicuous – clearly expressed or presented; lucid

"Hermione no!" Harry watched as the dragon scooped her off the battlefield. He struggled to follow it as he fought off anyone in his path.

"Well, well Potter, it looks like love will be your downfall." The Dark Lord appeared in front of Harry, wand drawn and pointing at his chest.

"Voldemort you bloody bastard! Where is that dragon taking her?!" Harry was throwing hexes and curses at him.

"You'll never know boy, Avada Kedavra!" The Dark Lord's spell hit it's mark straight to Harry's heart.

"Harry! Oh thank Merlin you are finally awake." Hermione kissed him chastely. "No more perspicuous dreaming sessions for you! They always end up in nightmares." Harry kissed her back, deeper this time.

"I'm done I promise. I can't lose you again."

January 21st (Tuesday) williwaw – a violent squall that blows in near-polar latitudes, as in the Strait of Magellan, Alaska, and the Aleutian Islands

"Please remind me what, in Merlin's dirty underpants, we are doing on the Aleutian Islands?" A very cold and frustrated Draco looked over to his overly chipper partner.

"Take a Pepper-up Draco. We're here because our boss wants us to capture the magic native to these islands that only comes out during the Aurora Borealis." Blaise held his coat and hat tight as an overbearing williwaw brought more sleet their way.

"We are never taking another job like this again!" Draco's voice was barely heard of the shrill call of the wind, downing his Pepper-up he started the process up again.

January 22nd (Wednesday) idem – the same as previously given or mentioned

"Albus the book list would be so much shorter if you just used an idem." Minerva was starting the argument they had every year. He always wrote everything out and she just wanted books with the same author to use the nice Latin idem.

"Minerva, if the students don't know what Id. Break with a Banshee, 1900 is they will come to school without the proper books." Dumbledore popped a lemon drop coated with calming draught into his mouth.

"Then maybe that will teach them to pick up a dictionary! It's not like it's all that difficult to learn. The author is right above it!" Minerva sighed, it would be a long night, but she wanted this bad enough to fight until school started.

January 23rd (Thursday) aphesis – Historical linguistics. the disappearance or loos of an unstressed initial vowel or syllable, as in the formation of the word slant from aslant.

"Draco, love, come here. I want you to meet my cousin Drake!" Hermione was overly enjoying the family get together this year as she dragged him over to her cousin.

"Draco this is Drake, Drake this is Draco. Get to know each other, really well." She had a twinkle to her eyes that Draco didn't like one bit.

"'Ello Draco, nice to meet yea." Drake offered his hand to the blond who shook it politely.

"Nice to meet you as well Drake. Your accent is a bit off, where are you from?" They both sat down at a table and smiled.

"'Stralia mate. Ever been?" Drake was almost smirking at Hermione's attempt at setting him up.

"Australia?" Drake nodded, "no I haven't, though I do want to go soon, it's too cold here." Drake happily offered to host him in a week. He debated on sending his cousin a life time supply of licorice if this worked out well.

January 24th (Friday) banal – devoid of freshness or originality; hackneyed; trite

"Oi! Your idea shave been banal at best lately. You sure you're all right?" Fred had been nervous about asking his brother but this round of brainstorming new products was the most pathetic one yet.

"No...Yes...Sit down Fred." George let out a large sigh as his brother sat down. "I think...I think I'm falling in love...With Hermione." Fred stared at him for a moment as he grasped what was said.

"You mean our sister-in-law? Ron's wife?" George nodded. "Oh Merlin George, do you think she feels the same way?" He couldn't believe he was saying this.

"She's already admitted it. We've been involved for six months now." Fred swore his jaw fell to the floor.

"Tell her to break it off with Ron or you're done, you can go public a couple months from now." Always there for his twin, he hugged him. "If only you figured out your feelings before the marriage."

January 25th (Saturday) pettifogging – insignificant; petty

"Harry you're being absurd! Draco Malfoy, Pure blood and Muggleborn hater cannot like like me of all people!" Hermione was pacing around the living room of her flat.

"Honestly Hermione he does like you. He's just nervous you don't like him and I'm sick of him pussy-footing around." Harry calmly took a drink of his tea.

"Me NOT like him?" Even with his snarky, arrogant, pettifogging disposition he is still sexy as all hell and probably one of the few people I can actually have a conversation with," Hermione finally sat down, "he really likes me?"

"Yes and he will be at Luna's restaurant at seven tonight. I told him I was setting him up on a blind date." Harry smiled. "So go hop in the shower and I'll get your clothes picked out." Hermione hugged him as she headed off to get ready.

A/N: And there you go! I really want to make some of these into full stories, but that will be for quite a while later.

Peace, Love, and please feed the author.

Nia