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expectopaula · 7 years
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Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw. Slytherin. Gryffindor. Long ago, the four houses lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when Slytherin attacked
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regulussirius · 7 years
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"Yeah, size is no guarantee of power. Look at Ginny." 
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deamus · 7 years
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@lightningeranet creation event: Favourite Characters @dadefensenet creation event: POC Canon Members
d e a n   t h o m a s ;
“We’re fighting, aren’t we? The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight!”
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winterjilys · 7 years
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“throw me to the wolves, and I’ll return leading the pack.” 
pansy parkinson, b. 1979
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nerville · 7 years
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playlists: ravenclaw house
listen here
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hvdwig · 7 years
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HP Characters • THE GOLDEN TRIO
“But the mere fact that they were still there on either side of him, speaking bracing words of comfort, not shrinking from him as though he were contaminated or dangerous, was worth more than he could ever tell them.”
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hogwartshousesnet · 7 years
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Slytherclaw vs Gryffinpuff  → Scorbus by @percyweascly (prev. requlus-black)
ALBUS: And it's something I should have said a long time ago. In fact, you're probably the best person I know. And you don't — you couldn't — hold me back. You make me stronger — and when Dad forced us apart — without you —
SCORPIUS: I didn't much like my life without you in it either.
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roxanncweasley · 7 years
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boys who deserved better;
↳ regulus black
‘I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more.’
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ripjilys · 7 years
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The last of her
Pairing: Sirius x Marlene Word count: 802 Summary: They’re loosing this war. Everyone knows it. One night, Sirius just wants to escape it all, and maybe Marlene could help him. Maybe she could just drag him down. Rating: K
London was dark tonight, clouds hanging low over the sleeping city. But Sirius wasn’t asleep. He was sitting on the roof of his flat, watching the city. It seemed to slow down at night, seemed to breath slower. The late September air bit at his cheek. Two years ago, they’d have been sitting here together, the four of them. They were young then, careless. Now, they were falling, helplessly. Fighting a losing battle.
Something moved behind him and Sirius flinched, turning on the spot. He was always prepared that at any moment someone would find him, creep up behind him without him hearing it. Then, as Marlene’s head peered up from the fire stairs, he drew a breath of relief. Maybe he shouldn’t have, they hadn’t ended things on great terms the last time they saw each other, but at this point anyone who didn’t straight up want to kill him was to prefer over someone who did. 
“Hi.” He looked from her, to the ground. The small stone square was littered with cigarettes, most of them his, so when she reached him one, he naturally took it. 
“Hi.” She took a drag at the cigarette. 
“How did you know…?”
“James told me about the…disagreement.” He thought she didn’t quite meet his gaze, as to tell him, wordlessly, that she still held the same opinion. “He would’ve come, but you know…Dumbledore has the cloak. He didn’t know who else to send.” She took another drag, leaning against the fire stairs.
“I know you don’t agree…” Marlene huffed, almost inaudible. “…but I think…we need to cut down on the people we trust. More so now than ever. After…Dorcas, who knows what will happen.”
“I can’t believe you still think Remus did it. He…he loved her.” She’d hesitated, and Sirius knew why. 
Drag in, drag out, they stood quiet for a long while. The lights in the building next door shut of, then the ones in a flat across the street. Not until then had he gone through the words in his head enough times to dare speak them. 
“I’m gonna say this.” He took a deep breath. “And hope you forget it in the morning.”
“The chances are high.” Marlene pulled out another cigarette, and sat down on the edge of the roof as she lit it. 
“I…I did. I do.” 
Marlene frowned at him.
“That night, you asked if I loved you. I did.”
“Past tense.” It wasn’t an accusation, or a question. Just a simple acknowledgement. 
“No, I mean, I do. I love you.” Of all the ways he’d imagined telling her those three words, this wasn’t one of them. But he’d learnt that life didn’t ever go like you imagined. 
The night hid her reaction from him. “Maybe…maybe I do too.” She pulled her knees closer to her. 
“I love you, Marlene McKinnon, and it scares the bloody hell out of me. Because I’ve seen what happens when you love, you end up heartbroken. You don’t understand how much I wish I could hate you. I wish you could disappear into the night and I wouldn’t spend every moment worrying until I heard from you again. But fucking hell, I can’t.” He didn’t notice the tears running down his cheeks until he took a deep, slightly shaky, breath and stopped talking. 
Marlene was moving, he heard her shoes touch the stone. They were still high heeled, like they were still in school, and Mary was still there to compete with her. The tapping sound as they moved across the small square, and the unreadable expression on her face as she came close enough for him too get a proper look at her. 
In the years to come, he’d replay it in his mind. The tapping, the facial expression.
Then, she pressed her lips against him, slowly, softly. It was an apology and an explanation. It was all the hellos and all the goodbyes. He just didn’t realise what goodbye. The last goodbye.
When she leaned back, their hands touched. Sirius would always remember that touch. The last touch.
“If I’m supposed to have forgotten this in -” She glanced at her wristwatch. “- five hours, I better get to that forgetting.” He’d replay those words time after time, until they were the constant background song to everything he was doing. The last words.
He stood in the stone square for a while longer, until he was sure she’d exited the building. If he got to do it over again, he wouldn’t have waited. He would’ve ran after her, swept her up in his arms, convinced her to stay with him. But he didn’t, because he didn’t know. He didn’t know what he’d just seen was the last he’d ever really see. The last of her.
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hermiome · 7 years
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I can't see much of a future, unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame And we won't be together much longer, unless we realize that we are the same
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expectopaula · 7 years
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the houses + paint
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regulussirius · 7 years
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Wolfstar requested by @delicate-cherry
cap·ti·vate     to attract and hold the interest and attention of; charm     “Sirius was capitvated by Remus’ beauty.”
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deamus · 7 years
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character posters → Susan Bones
I must endure & endure & still endure. (x)
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winterjilys · 7 years
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the black sisters: “We—Narcissa and I—have never set eyes on our sister since she married the Mudblood.” 
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nerville · 7 years
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cho chang
open me up and you will see i'm a gallery of broken hearts (ingrid michaelson; be ok)
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hvdwig · 7 years
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Hogwarts Houses • Gryffindor
“Take chances, make mistakes. That’s how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.”
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