Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
Hogwarts, sentient being that it was, had a thing about showing off. The castle coveted no jewels, it desired no power. In its nearly five hundred years of full self-awareness, it had never experienced hunger or thirst, gluttony or sloth, wrath or envy, greed or lust. It felt love for its students, love of knowledge, and immense pride in the same. That set of standards and priorities led to a number of peculiarities.
All entrances to the ground were at the apex of a small hill, regardless of actual local topography. Nearly any time of day the sunlight or moonlight, regardless of cloud cover, could be seen glinting off at least a few of the windows in the distance. And probably most peculiarly, the grand tour of the school was always the fastest way to wherever you were heading on your first day back from any stay away from the grounds of over three weeks.
So in a way the castle was really at fault for it.
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