POWERLESS, WE WITNESSED THE SACKING OF OUR LAUNCH.

EACH SNOWFLAKE WAS DIFFERENT, SISTER ZOE SAID, LIKE A PERSON, IRREPLACEABLE AND BEAUTIFUL.

UNFAIRLY, WE POKED FUN AT HIM, OFTEN IN HIS PRESENCE.

THESE CRAZY SAINTS STARED OUT AT THE WORLD, WILDLY, LIKE LUNATICS.

ONCE THEY WERE IN HER OFFICE, A SMALL ROOM WITH A WELCOMING FIRE, PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL MOTIONED TO HARRY AND HERMIONE TO SIT DOWN.

SHE WAS TRYING TO TEACH ME TO SMILE, SPREADING THE MUSCLES AROUND MY MOUTH WITH HER FINGERS.

MAKING NEW FRIENDS DIDNT COME EASILY, BUT IN TIME HE DEVELOPED A SKILL AT THAT.

IT WAS TIME TO ACCOMPLISH HIS MISSION OR TO FAIL.

WHATEVER SHE PLANTED GREW AS IF BY MAGIC.