Allo, Luvs. See, I told you I'd update soon. Anyway, I really hope you guys like it, 'cause if you don't I'll figure out where you sleep. And hello to my brand new reviewer, No Sweeter Song. Keep reading!
A breeze whipped Ginny's hair as she stood in the garden pensively, not even noticing the garden gnome playing about her heels.
Behind her, the door opened and a boy with short black hair stepped out to greet her.
"Oh...I didn't see you out here. Err..."
"Hello, Harry"
"What are you doing?"
"Thinking."
"Oh."
Albus Percival Wilfric Brian Dumbledore
Born 1840
Death 1997
Sirius Black
Born 1943
These two people stood out among the rest of the names of those who had died in the war. Two deaths, two losses.
Department of Mysteries:
Originally built as the largest ballroom in the world. This was a very celebrated achievement until, in 1547, things went wrong. The WCW (World Council of Wizards) was hosting a masquerade in celebration of the discovery of a spell, which was lost in the pandemonium of that night. The spell was said to have been able to do great things, but as to this the wizarding world will never know...
A/N Soooo what do you think? I realize that this is, once again, a really short chapter. But still, I'm updating more often now... This was really more of a filler chapter, and is just supposed to give a few clues...