Title: Winter Kills, III Challenge: Photo of tree Word Count: 100
Most of the tree was sound – good thing, too, since it was a local favorite – and once Severus had performed the appropriate ritual that would let the tree know what he was doing, the deadwood allowed itself to be harvested with no problem. He sealed off the wounds in the bark before the living wood lost too much sap, thanked the tree, and let the broom carry him back to the ground.
Remus fell into step beside him as they walked to the house, not speaking until they’d crossed the wards.