An image that I had shared with a friend made me want to write this. I would have drawn it, but, well, I can’t draw, and yeah, I probably can’t write either, anyway, here it is.
This is in response to a challenge. What happens when an innocent game of exploding snap gets out of hand?
A friend of mine who had a similar problem inspired this story. I advised her to write it down since I thought it would make a nice story. When she refused I told her that I would do it if she didn’t. She seemed to like it, so I decided to share it with everyone. Normally I don’t do stories from other peoples POV, but it’s the only way this story really works. I made some changes to chapter 1 and added a second one from Harry's POV. It takes place in 6th year -- and Fred, George, Angelina and Alicia all pulled a Flint and got left back.
It’s the fifth year for Harry and his friends at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and something that has never happened before is bringing back a couple of familiar faces, as well as several new ones, into their lives. Harry also has to come to terms with his feelings, as well as those of his friends.