Rowena dreams of London. It has been millennia, of course, since she has seen the muggle city, and she has heard enough of its wonders to want to visit.
"Growing up in the country with old-fashioned grandparents, you slapped a poultice on whatever ailed you and hoped for the best. Dragon pox, a broken arm, being stuck in a trunk for ten months. Either you got well or you didn't, and that was that." Or, the one in which Emmeline chose a bad month to quit smoking.
First there is nothing, then there is everything between them. Brought together by Lady Luck, they will have to see whether they can survive and continue to be lucky in each other.
1939: He keeps it in the corner of his room, covered by a heavy dust sheet and blocked-in by piles of parchment and books, to lessen the temptation. Many a man has gone mad gazing into the Mirror of Erised, after all - and Albus Dumbledore is too wise, too talented, and too downright important to let that happen to him...
