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The hall grew hushed upon their entrance. Flora held her chin high and looked forward toward the professors’ table. She nodded to Professor Slughorn, who smiled and bowed cordially, and then the twins found their place among the Slytherins. Various peers said hello - mostly to Hestia - but a few to Flora as well. Flora mostly nodded silently and helped herself to small portions of various foods. She picked apart everything she ate. Her eyes were oft bigger than her stomach.

She could see the Gryffindors all the way across the hall, but even worse: she could hear them. They roared with laughter and glee, just like every year. “Could they be any more obnoxious? Some of us would like to eat in peace.” Flora murmured loud enough for only Hestia to hear. Their aurors stood at the front of the great hall, conversing casually with professors, but keep a watchful eye on the twins. “Do you see any pudding?” Flora glanced around the table. “Don’t tell me it’s gone already.”

Hestia always kept her chin up when she was around others. It was better to make them think she was not at all bothered by anything then to have them see how stressed she was. They sat down and she took a small amount of food, talking to a few people but keeping it simple. There was no need to make close friends right now. 

When Flora talked about the Gryffindors, she looked up and rolled her eyes. Suddenly she didn’t feel as hungry anymore. “Somehow they become more obnoxious every time we see them.” She said with a sigh, pushing her plate away from her. Hes wasn’t very hungry in the first place. Annoyance and stress did a lot to her appetite. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the Gryffindors took it all before we sat down.”

Back in Black | Flora & Hestia

#c;flora #that sounds good!

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Flora was glad Hestia liked the locket. It had cost a pretty penny, and although Amycus and Alecto had left the twins their fortune, it was still in Flora’s nature to be frugal. All those years homeless could do that to a person.

Her lids fluttered closed when Hestia embraced her. Even with her sister, Flora was so unused to touch. Any sort of intimacy was a struggle for her, but at least with Hestia she could trust that the effort was worth it.

After their baths, Flora and Hestia dressed and ascended from the Slytherin dormitories to head up to the feast. Flora’s locket shined, hanging low on a long, silver chain. It bounced delicately against her diaphragm as she walked. “Coming in late will only encourage people to stare,” she acknowledged aloud, “but let them. We’ve got jewelry to envy.”

They both would always feel the need to survive on whatever means they could. Childhood was not like what most children had, but it’s what made them who they were. It turned them into survivors and because of that, they could get through nearly everything they needed to.

As they were walking, Hestia made sure to keep her locket in plain sight. They were one in the same and it would always be that way. Protect each other and only truly trust one another. It was how it had always been in the family of the Carrows. “Oh, it is far from strange to be the center of attention these days. We can only look as pretty as we always do and walk in like we continue to run the school.” She hummed, reaching the entrance to the feast.

Back in Black | Flora & Hestia

#c;flora

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Lily Collins 🎀

#bc queen #musings

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“All I know is I don’t feel any safer.” Flora said. She flipped her hair pompously and glared at her auror.

After the boat rides, Flora asked special permission from Professor Slughorn to go bathe before the feast, so the twins were allowed to head to the dorms instead of the great hall.

“Even following us to bathe. At least they don’t actually watch us.” She rolled her eyes. In her chest, her robes and other belongings were immaculate. “Oh, Hestia,” She called, pulling out a necklace. “I bought this for you. I was going to give it to you on Christmas, but I wanted to make sure it was special. It will remind you to stay strong, here at school and for the trial.” When the locket was opened, it would play the twin’s favorite lullaby. Engraved on the inside were the words:

Stronger together, we two.

Flora held it up. The silver snake glimmered in the light. “I have a matching one. It’s enchanted, so you can fit one item of any size in it… and anyone else who tries to open it will be shocked.” An auror cleared his throat. “Gently… just enough to tell them to butt out. I have a matching one.” Flora smiled slightly.

“I don’t either sister, but whoever tries to hurt us truly must have a death wish.” Hestia whispered lowly, but of course she would never allow something to happen to her twin.

She looked back at the Aurors who followed so closely and rolled her eyes. “We at least have some of our dignity to uphold. And they know that they will receive quite a lovely shock when we cast a spell on them.” She hummed innocently before glancing at what Flora was holding.

“Oh Flora, its beautiful.” Hes breathed, taking the necklace and holding it gently in her hands. After they bathed, she would wear it proudly. “I have sadly left your present back home so it will have to wait, but it shall be here shortly.” She grinned. When she was upset, it really would make her feel better to know that her and her sister would go through this thing together. They didn’t need anyone else. Hes pulled her into a big hug before whispering. “We’ll be okay Flor.”

Back in Black | Flora & Hestia

#c;flora

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ruslan-fletcher:

Russ was glad to be back at the castle with his friends. He’d enjoyed the holiday break, of course, but it always felt good to come back to school and see the people he loved. He was especially lucky this past break, though, because he’d been able to visit a few of his friends–Hestia included. He was worried about the upcoming trials and what would happen to Hes. In the back of his mind, too, he worried about his family, even though he knew that they didn’t deserve his consideration or his worry. Russ couldn’t help it, and he thought about his mother and father and sister quite a bit these days. He tried to keep the thoughts at bay as much as he could, but it wasn’t easy.

That was why, when he saw his friend Hestia come into the Great Hall, he tried to catch her eye. Well, she must have been in quite the mood (not that he could blame her) and she spun around with a smile that he’d seen before–a cold, empty one that most people would probably see as happy. Russ knew better than that. He let her give her little spiel and then he grinned warmly at her.

“Been practicing that, have you?” he replied, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and giving her a little hug before letting her go again. “My break was lovely–got to spend some time with a pretty girl, got to see my Mum. I even made it to the New Year’s party that Harry threw, yeah? But you already knew all that.”

Hestia decided that when she came back to the school, she’d trying to keep more people farther away from her. Because the less she comes into contact with, the less chance she has of blowing up and getting into more trouble. Until the trials happened, she was going to very much be on edge the entire time. There were people here who would try to get her in trouble just to give her a higher chance of heading to Azkaban.

She didn’t mean to snap on Russ. Really, she thought it was someone else. Maybe she still would have snapped a little bit, but he was probably one of the rare people who didnt look at her like she murdered their family. It was getting rather annoying now. His words caused her to roll her eyes.

“Yes. Every day in the mirror so I can have optimal effect and keep every far, far away from me.” Hes said sarcastically, but her voice wasn’t as cold as it was before. She hugged him back before nodding. “Yes, but thank you for telling me again. You’re life is so very interesting, Russ. Tell me more.” Her tone was more teasing now.

#c;russ

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One would think that being away from everyone with only the company of her twin and two Aurors with the occasional visit of a friend would be a great time to relax, but that was not the case. The entire time she was thinking about the impending trial and what would become of her. Would she join her Aunt and Uncle in Azkaban, or would she be set free despite never actually being free. There would always be a target on her back because of what her family did. People would always hate her, and she would have to deal with that. There never was a chance to make it out of the suffocating Carrow name.

Hestia walked through the center of the hall, keeping her chin held high. People were already thinking it; that she was slowly decaying to nothing but a girl on the verge of shattering. That wasnt the case. Hes could handle anything thrown her way. She’s already been through more than most people would in their life time. Seeing someone look at her out of the corner of her eye, she turned and gave them the kind of smile that if you didn’t know who she was, you really would believe she was a happy girl. Well, lets just say Hestia Carrow was not a happy girl.

“Before you ask, my break was simply wonderful. If you can’t tell, my skin has a beautiful after glow from sunbathing. I got many presents from Santa who decided this year I was not a Naughty girl. How was your break? I am so very interested!” Her tone held a bit of a bitter undertone. Something that was always there.

#postbellumstarter #[no need to match length. i write too much guys]

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Flora knew that they’d work something out in private that would get that student back. The girls had a way of knowing what the other wanted to do, and Flora could tell that Hestia was already plotting. She smiled coolly, letting Hestia pull her forward. The only touch Flora ever could tolerate was Hestia’s, because she knew it was trustworthy.

“You know it bothers me to smell like a bum.” She mumbled, but kept her face neutral. If her aunt and uncle were still in charge, that student would have faced the cruelest of punishments. Flora let the idea bring her a moment of comfort, but the thought also brought a bad taste to her mouth.

 “Really, though, are these aurors good for anything but staring dumbly at us? All they do is wait for us to slip up.” She looked back at the two. “It’s bullocks.” They boarded the boats. They were shoulder-to-shoulder with other classmates, who all began covering their noses and mouths. Flora peered at people in the lamplight, but none of them were the culprit. She hoped someone commented just to see Hestia rip them up verbally. Her twin was usually quicker at the mouth, while Flora sat back and observed.

Hestia always liked how in tune they were with one another. They were nearly one in the same, which was most likely why people did not trust them when they were together. It was impossible to tell what they were thinking or what they were going to do. It was a wonderful thing, really. Being so connected to one person.

“Oh, I know sister. Once we return to our dorms we can shower and smell like the sweet little flowers we are.” Hes said as they sat in the small boat, watching a few students shuffle away from them and it wasn’t just because of the smell. Even if they were considered innocent after the trials, they would continue to be hated and judged.

“Who knows if they really would protect us if someone were to try to harm us.” She said as she looked at her Auror, gaze cold. Of course not only was their job to protect other students, but it was to protect them as well. Although, who knew if they really would.

Back in Black | Flora & Hestia

#c;flora

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Hestia enjoyed their time alone at the Carrow manor. It was dark and cold and lonely like most Carrows were, but it brought much comfort in a time where most people truly hated them. They would also soon come to find out their fate. Would they join their Aunt and Uncle in Azkaban? Or would they be considered innocent, yet still hated because of their last names. It would surely be a stressful time for the sisters.

She let out a soft sigh and watched the beasts who held such a dark story. They were only seen once someone saw death, and most people did not like them because of that. Hes hooked arms with her twin as they road the carriage towards the castle, ignoring everyone else who was with them. “Oh, yes dear sister. They’ll whisper and glare, secretly fearing we may harm them like Amycus and Alecto.” She hummed. 

When someone threw a dungbomb and she quickly eyed the person who did it, burning their features into her memory for when she runs into them later. She might only be able to use words, but they’ll regret messing with them. “The Auror’s are useless. Come on sister.” Hes glared at her and her twins Aurors, keeping their arms hooked as they walked. “It is a childish trick, do not let it bother you.” She whispered encouragingly. They could get through this together. It was not the worst thing. 

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The carriage rocked, and Flora watched the thestral’s head bob gracefully as it pulled. After the war, mostly everyone that was in it could see thestrals now. They were ugly creatures, and many shied away from them. Flora could relate. She, too, was ugly in a way. You’d never hear her admit it, though. 

She turned to Hestia, her sister’s face like a mirror as always. “Are you ready for more whispers and hateful looks?” Flora asked rather dryly. “I certainly can’t wait.” She rolled her eyes and shot knowing looks at her carriage mates, who all averted their gazes - except a couple who looked at the aurors either for assurance or as a reminder to themselves not to attack the Carrows right there in their seats. The nice thing about the aurors, despite how much Flora hated their presence, was that no one dared try to harm her or her sister.

Flora tucked some of her hair behind her ear and sighed softly. Even her own house had members who hated or feared them. It was very inconvenient. Maybe she would write people little sorry notes. Sorry my aunt and uncle tortured you mercilessly. Sorry I did.

They stepped off the carriage, their aurors close behind. Someone raced past them and in a blink, putrid gas was surrounding the girls. Flora plugged her nose. “Auror, aren’t you going to go after them?” She demanded, indignant. “Someone just threw a dungbomb at us, after all!” The auror explained that it was only a prank, nothing with the intention of harm. Flora looked at Hestia, her face calm but the disbelief clear in her eyes. 

#c;flora

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Dearest Hestia,

Merry Christmas!!!

I hope I find you well and at least, a little bit more relaxed than how I left you. I have to tell you, you lost such a wonderful time at Hogwarts! The corridors are empty, there are carols all around, good food any time you want, alcohol almost every night and all these decorations are doing a wonderful job maintaining this celebration vibe around. Too bad you left Hogwarts for Christmas…How is home, although?

But anyway, I just… I really hope you feel better,  If you’d be here now, you wouldn’t have a chance but to feel better, because with me there is no other way. But I still have some suggestions for you….go out, enjoy snow and peacefulness, enjoy the cold air and the earth sleeping under the snow blanket…. C’mon, breath,look around. Were alive and we will get through everything. I am here for you and I am not ready to put down my sword yet.

I miss you, niffler! 

I wrote to you to say that you will be fine, I have this presentment. Yes, I am not Davis, I know, but…trust me! Also, I will know if you do trust me or not, don’t forget at how good I am to check out people’s minds. 

Can’t wait to see you again, but until then, enjoy the most wonderful time of the year!

Love, 

Sally S.

P.S. I saw these emerald set some time ago, in Diagon Alley, and I had this image of yours wearing them. I don’t know why, really, I just felt you should have them, that they would suit you. I really hope you like them. Merry Christmas!

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I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.

Simone de Beauvoir, Tête-à-Tête (via larmoyante)

#musings

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❅

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

Carrow manor was usually quite cold. It wasnt just, raise goosebumps on your skin. The cold soaked through your bones, caused your teeth to chatter. Even for someone like her, it was a strange thing to get use to. Especially after being at Hogwarts for so long. So when she found a heat source, she kept it close. It was late and they must have fallen asleep talking about old memories of their childhood before everything went wrong. Her eyes shut and in a matter of seconds she was asleep. Hes slowly wrapped her arms around Russ’ torso, curling up and resting her head upon his chest. It was only when she was sleeping that she looked like the small girl who had grown up far too quickly for her own good.

#ruslan-fletcher

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☺, ❀ and ♬

☺ : What is your muse’s smile like? Do they smile often?

Hestia has a beautiful smile, but she usually does not show the true one. Even to her friends, it is usually not as bright as it could be. There are also the many variations, all meant to be perceived as a different way or make one think she is feeling a certain way.

❀ : What is your muse’s opinion about flower crowns?

Hestia and Flora use to create them back when they were much younger. Believe it or not, they once were innocent and kind. Well, as innocent as a Carrow could be.

♬ : Does your muse sing well? Regardless of whether they sing well or not, do they enjoy singing?

Yes, she has quite a wonderful voice but she does not sing often. Only few have ever really heard her sing.

#lauraevamadley

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✝

✝ : Is your muse religious?

Hestia was never raised to believe in a higher power other than the dark lord. He was who she was meant to praise and worship.

#lustrous-gold

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❤, εїз, ⚡

❤ : What are your muse’s thoughts on love? If they are not in a relationship, do they believe that they will ever find a perfect someone for them?

Hestia, as cliche as it sounds, does not believe in love. She has only ever experienced the sisterly bond between her and Flora. People don’t want to be with someone like her. Someone like her isn’t meant to be loved or have a family. Even being a friend of hers is difficult in itself. 

εїз : How does your muse feel about bugs and insects?

Hestia use to play in the garden of her home back before the fire that killed her father. Now she has no feeling towards them, like most things.

⚡ : How does your muse feel about storms? Are they afraid of them, or do they calm them?

Hestia finds the storms calming. When its thundering or pouring down rain outside, it makes her feel as though the Earth finally understands whats inside of her. She doesn’t feel so alone with the loud booms echoing through her soul.

#traceydavxs

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♥ ❦ ♪

♥ - Something they like about your muse.

Hestia really enjoys how comfortable she feels around Russ. It’s hard for her to be herself around anyone but her sister, so to have another person that she doesn’t have to hide her feelings or thoughts around does a lot of good for a girl like her.

❦ - Something they hate about your muse.

There isn’t much that she hated about Ruslan. The only time she really thought that they couldn’t be friends was when he was sorted into Gryffindor. Her Aunt and Uncle said that he was as bad as the muggles and deserved whatever fate might come of him. Of course she got passed that, unable to detach herself from someone who stood by her for so long.

♪ - A secret they’re keeping from your muse.

The only other person who knows of this secret is Flora. They have quite a bit of secrets together actually... Probably too many to list. One for example is her Aunt and Uncle forcing her to torture a muggle man when she was only 8 years old.

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accidental affection

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

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Honesty meme!

Send me a symbol for my muse to come clean about:

 ♥ - Something they like about your muse.

 ❦ - Something they hate about your muse.

 ✎ - A reason they’re jealous of your muse.

 ♪ - A secret they’re keeping from your muse.

 ♤ - What they thought about your muse when first meeting.