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❝ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘂𝗽 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 - 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗶𝘁 . ❞
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ofmccnlight · 5 days ago
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It’s turning thunder into grace, knowing sometimes the break in your heart is like the hole in the flute. Sometimes it’s the place where the music comes through.
Andrea Gibson, from The Madness Vase; “Gospel Salt” (via luthienne)
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ofmccnlight · 9 days ago
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𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚔𝚜 .
Tonks is gripping the candle so tightly that her knuckles felt like they were going to snap. She so badly wanted to be able to turn off her emotions, turn off the painful memories, and do what she must as an auror. She’s never been that person and this vigil proves it. She didn’t originally want to come, perhaps she shouldn’t have from both a personal and professional perspective. But she stands firm here anyway, watching others with their candles.
“I’m tired.” She says to nobody in particular, she almost wishes that nobody hears her at all.  She wants to cry, but she doesn’t think she’s able to anymore. “I am…so tired of this.”
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                   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍   𝚗𝚘𝚝   𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢   𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐   a   candle   comes   up   ,   almost   unbidden   ,   to   lay   a   gentle   touch   against   tonksʻ   too   -   tight   grip   .   luna   understands   ,   intimately   ,   desperately   ,   the   kind   of   sadness   that   curls   itself   in   tonksʻ   fist   .   lunaʻs   own   grief   sits   in   the   comforting   smile   she   tries   to   give   ;   one   that   does   not   reach   her   misty   -   eyes   .   ❝   me   too   .   she   probably   was   as   well   ,   you   know   .   i   heard   she   worked   at   st   .   mungoʻs   ,      ❞   she   says   ,   imagining   long   nights   in   a   building   so   used   to   ailments   and   hurts   .   such   a   bright   smile   in   such   a   gloomy   place   .   ❝   itʻs   kind   of   nice   to   think   that   she   might   finally   be   getting   some   rest   ,   isnʻt   it   ?   ❞
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ofmccnlight · 9 days ago
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𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚢 .
( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) — a coffee shop ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) — open @startertms​
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“hey. any chance you are… whatever name this is supposed to be?” the name in question was scribbled onto a coffee cup. for all the time she’d been staring at it, she was only sure that it wasn’t her own name. when the coffee shop had called out her name and she found two drinks instead of one being handed to her, daisy questioned it only after she sat down back at her table. 
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               𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚒𝚗𝚔   𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢   𝚍𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍   𝚑𝚎𝚛   loony   from   the   side   of   her   cup   of   earl   grey   and   brought   a   wry   smile   to   lunaʻs   lips   .   ❝   thatʻs   me   ,   ❞   luna   replies   (   and   now   ,   years   away   from   hogwarts   ,   the   taunt   was   more   a   testament   to   their   character   than   her   own   )   and   takes   the   cup   easily   without   sparing   a   glance   at   the   barista   .      ❝   howʻd   you   guess   ?   ❞   she   asks   ,   wand   sticking   out   from   her   hair   and   dirigible   plums   dangling   from   her   ears   .
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ofmccnlight · 9 days ago
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𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚗 . 
𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽          :          a     nondescript     coffee     shop          ! 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂          :          open          (          @startertms​          )          !
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he     is     not     a     man     built     on     platitudes     .     apologetic     reverence     is     not     a     sound     his     mouth     is     familiar     with     /     not     comfortable     with     having     to     DROP     HIS     TONE     ,     lower     his     eyes     ,     make     something     like     𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨     out     of     a     spine     that’s     designed     to     stand     straight     .     it’s     all     part     of     the     job     ,     though     ,     no     matter     how     exhausting     —     -     and     that     much     is     writ     plain     on     the     lines     of     his     countenance     as     he     curls     himself     over     a     steaming     mug     of     𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄     .     antonin     doesn’t     deign     to     look     up     when     he     notes     approaching     footsteps     ,     just     snaps     in     a     tone     uncharacteristic     to     his     ministerial     performance     .          “          no     more     𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜     today     ,     thank     you     .     had     bloody     enough     of     those     .          ”
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                   𝚒𝚝   𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝   𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎   𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗   𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊   ,   or   perhaps   xeno   ,   or   perhaps   a   mix   of   them   both   ,   that   instilled   in   luna   a   deep   distrust   of   those   in   positions   of   power   .   perhaps   thatʻs   why   she   watches   the   minister   so   closely   ,   so   critically   .   observant   grey   eyes   latch   on   to   the   sharpness   ;   this   was   someone   who   was   a   stranger   to   making   himself   SMALLER   for   the   benefit   of   others   .   funnily   enough   ,   luna   had   that   trait   in   common   .   ❝   iʻm   very   sorry   to   bother   you   ,   but   it   shouldnʻt   take   up   too   much   of   you   time   ,   ❞   luna   interjects   without   any   apparent   fear   .   her   hat   bears   a   little   note   that   identifies   her   as   press   but   still   ,   she   remains   unflinching   at   the   bite   in   the   minister's   tone   .      she   had   never   made   a   habit   of   flinching   from   those   bigger   than   her   .   ❝   i   just   have   a   few   questions   that   the   people   would   like   to   know   .   very   important   .   ❞
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ofmccnlight · 19 days ago
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𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 .
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   merlin’s music hall, diagon alley   ! 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:   @ofmccnlight​​   ! 
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“for  you-”  they  proclaim,  hat  tipped  like  a  proper  gentleman  &  small  offering  presented  for  judgement  with  an  impressive  flourish.  the  street  vendors  on  diagon  alley  had  taken  full  advantage  of  the  days  event,  and  antigone  had  carefully  chosen  the  20s  style  hand  fan  (  decorated  with  down  feathers  that  changed  color  when  it  was  waved  )  that  they  now  held  out  to  luna,  smile  wide  &  toothy.  “i  thought  it  might  come  in  handy  later,  when  we’ve  danced  ‘til  we’re  dropping.  you  don’t  already  …  have  one,  do  you?” 
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                  𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊   𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜   ,   𝚜𝚑𝚢   𝚊𝚗𝚍   𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚍   ,   as   a   small   flush   colors   the   bridge   of   her   nose   .      ❝   why   ,   thank   you   ,   ❞   she   demures   ,   taking   hold   of   the   fan   .   in   return   ,   she   grips   the   skirt   of   her   dress   and   dips   into   a   small   curtsy   (   perhaps   a   little   confused   on   the   time   period   ,   but   the   spirit   is   definitely   there   )   .   ❝   i   hadnʻt   gotten   a   chance   to   make   one   ,   no   .   this   is   LOVELY   .   ❞   the   fan   snaps   open   and   luna   runs   her   finger   admiringly   over   the   feathers   ,   fanning   in   gently   .   ❝   oh   ,   that   reminds   me   !   i   have   something   for   you   as   well   .   ❞   she   digs   in   her   small   purse   —   beaded   and   patterned   with   little   white   radishes   —   and   produces   a   pair   of   homemade   dirigible   plum   earrings   .
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ofmccnlight · 19 days ago
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                    𝚒𝚝ʻ𝚜   𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝   𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢   ,   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚠𝚊𝚢   that   luna   spots   a   flash   of   red   over   the   heads   of   the   whole   crowd   and   immediately   heads   in   that   direction   .   thatʻs   what   the   weasley   boys   are   —   lanky   ,   ginger   homing   beacons   and   a   promise   of   good   company   .      ❝   are   you   here   as   a   dancer   or   is   weasley   wizard   wheezes   in   need   of   a   sponsoree   ?   ❞   luna   asks   ,   after   bumping   georgeʻs   shoulder   with   her   head   affectionately   in   greeting   .   her   fingers   tap   a   rhythm   on   the   rim   of   her   glass   ,   wide   eyes   blinking   innocently   up   at   him   .   ❝   i   only   have   the   one   sponsor   ,   you   know   .      ❞   she   remarks   ,   a   simple   statement   of   fact   that   has   NOTHING   to   do   with   the   question   she   just   asked   .   obviously   .   sheʻs   joking   ,   for   the   most   part   ,   but   the   straight   face   of   her   delivery   probably   makes   it   hard   to   tell   .
【   𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚘𝚠𝚕   𝚏𝚘𝚛  :   𝚐𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎   𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢   (  @gweaslcy​  )  】
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ofmccnlight · 24 days ago
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               ❝   𝚍𝚘   𝚢𝚘𝚞   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔   𝚠𝚎ʻ𝚕𝚕   𝚋𝚎   getting   judged   on   the   quality   of   our   dancing   ?   ❞   luna   wonders   aloud   ,   already   swaying   in   her   spot   as   she   surveys   the   setup   .   around   the   edges   of   the   dance   floor   ,   some   partners   have   already   begun   to   warm   up   .   luna   primly   takes   a   sip   of   her   drink   ,   knowing   full   well   that   a   little   bit   of   liquid   courage   will   not   take   away   from   the   quality   of   her   dancing   later   on   (   truly   ,   it   was   merely   that   it   was   highly   unlikely   that   anything   could   make   it   look   less   confusing   to   outside   viewers   )   .   ❝   because   that   seems   like   a   purely   subjective   judgement   to   make   .   like  .  .  .  them   -   ❞   she   points   at   a   completely   random   couple   .   ❝   i   donʻt   particularly   LIKE   what   theyʻre   doing   at   all   .   do   you   think   that   mean   theyʻre   destined   to   lose   ?   ❞
【   𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚘𝚠𝚕   𝚏𝚘𝚛  :  𝚌𝚑𝚘   𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐   (  @chhochang​​​  )   】
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ofmccnlight · 25 days ago
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𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚢 .
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   merlin’s music hall, diagon alley   !
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it only took a few hours of nonstop dancing for disaster to STRIKE, as an ambitious attempt from ginny to add a little something to their overall performance led to an almighty tearing sound, able to be heard over the upbeat you charmed the cauldron right out of me. once the horrifying realisation that the back of her dress ( flimsy as the costume fabric was ) had torn right down the back had set in, she was out of there like a shot - break card held high as she weaved through the nearest pairs, each step accompanied by a mortified fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck - 
“merlin’s briefs, this isn’t happening. -” wand already retrieved from the leg holster she’d used to avoid having to carry a bag, the real struggle came once she had made her way off of the dancefloor. it wasn’t the privacy of the bathrooms she didn’t know her way to, but she kept a tight hold on the front of her dress as she twisted this way & that, trying to get a good enough view of the damage to cast some sort of repair spell over her own shoulder, and failing miserably, “fuck me. fuck! reparo- re- reparo- come on!”
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                𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊   𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜   𝚗𝚘𝚝   𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛   𝚗𝚘𝚛   see   the   moment   that   TRAGEDY   struck   for   ginnyʻs   dress   ,   but   her   eyes   do   happen   to   drift   in   the   direction   of   her   friend   the   moment   the   redhead   began   to   flee   .   call   it   a   sixth   sense   of   sorts   (   or   a   bone   -   deep   awareness   drilled   into   them   in   their   school   years   )   but   luna   always   felt   strangely   attuned   and   aware   of   when   the   other   was   in   trouble   .   she   drifts   away   from   her   partner   at   a   more   sedate   pace   than   ginny   had   taken   ;   her   own   break   card   flashes   above   her   head   as   she   steps   away   .   ❝   i   doubt   this   is   what   they   had   in   mind   when   they   told   us   to   DRAW   in   the   donors   ,   ❞   she   says   lightly   ,   stepping   up   behind   ginny   to   grip   the   frayed   edges   of   the   dress   between   her   hands   .   her   hands   tighten   around   the   fabric   as   luna   presses   herself   against   ginnyʻs   back   ,   as   close   as   she   can   go   without   tripping   up   the   both   of   them   ,   in   order   to   shield   the   other   from   prying   eyes   .   ❝   there   .   please   aim   us   at   bathroom   ,   if   you   will   ,    and   i   can   follow   after   you   like   a   little   train   .   ❞
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ofmccnlight · a month ago
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            ❝   𝚘𝚏   𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎   ʻ𝚘𝚕𝚎   𝚖𝚎   ?  ❞   light   eyelashes   bat   innocently   over   wide   eyes   ,   the   very   picture   of   blamelessness   .   the   image   as   a   whole   is   ruined   by   the   spare   erumpent   horn   that   she   is   carefully   cradling   in   her   hands   without   any   apparent   hesitation   .   ❝   your   lionheart   would   never   let   you   .   ❞   because   it   does   take   a   certain   type   of   bravery   to   agree   to   help   clean   out   the   lovegood   home   for   the   summer   and   ginny   weasley   has   ALWAYS   been   brave   .   luna   brushes   by   the   other   girl   ,   nudging   her   head   against   ginnyʻs   shoulder   affectionately   as   she   makes   towards   the   pile   of   other   spare   potion   ingredients   .   ❝   that   box   over   there   is   unmarked   .   i   have   no   idea   whatʻs   in   it   .   that   seems   fun   ,   doesnʻt   it   ?   ❞
【   @petriichvrs said:  ❝   you   know   ,   i   should   be   more   afraid   of    you   .  ❞   】
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ofmccnlight · a month ago
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           ❝   𝚗𝚘𝚝   𝚊𝚝   𝚊𝚕𝚕   ,   ❞   𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊   𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚜  .   itʻs   the   sort   of   smile   that   lights   up   her   whole   face   ,   cheeky   and   bright   and   only   too   sweet   for   someone   currently   jumping   a   fence   .   ❝   but   private   property   is   more   like   guidelines   than   anything   else   .   ❞   perhaps   ,   a   mindset   NOT   shared   by   all   .   but   kenji   had   asked   for   some   examples   of   british   magical   trees   and   well   ,   luna   had   a   bowtruckle   friend   who   came   from   a   crop   of   trees   over   this   fence   .   it   seemed   like   an   easy   enough   wish   to   fulfill   .   ❝   besides   ,   these   muggles   wonʻt   miss   what   they   never   even   knew   they   had   in   the   first   place   .   ❞
【   @wandmaking​ said:  ❝   are  you   sure   this   is   legal   ?   ❞   】
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ofmccnlight · a month ago
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ACCEPTING : 
 killing eve sentence starters ,  instagram edit meme  &  mythological headcanons  !
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ofmccnlight · 2 months ago
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Questions for Ada, Ijeoma Umebinyuo
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ofmccnlight · 2 months ago
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𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 . 
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   the ministry of magic   !
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gwydion forbid that the ministry archives keep perfect record of every printed issue of the daily prophet since 1883, but neglect to extend the same courtesy to even a single issue of the quibbler. merry had been greeted with no less than seven flying memos when she arrived to work at nine am, each from a member of the dept. for the control and regulation of magical creatures, each requesting a specific article with no explanation as to why. she had been searching for several hours now with no luck when the ELEVATOR dinged, heralding the arrival of a welcome distraction.
“good afternoon,” friendly smile already in place, she was careful not to knock any of the boxes she had stacked precariously atop her desk as she stood to look over them, “welcome to the ministry archives. my apologies for the mess-” in addition to the ones piled before her, already glanced through, there was a waiting stack of similar cardboard boxes to her right, and a handful of pages loose across the floor. “i’ve spent more of my life than i ever thought i would searching for an issue of the quibbler i know we don’t have on record. if you’re here on accident, then i beg, for my sanity- at least pretend you aren’t.” 
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                 𝚡𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚜   𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍   𝚑𝚊𝚍   𝚊𝚗   𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎   habit   of   clipping   out   articles   from   the   prophet   that   he   liked   while   tossing   away   the   rest   of   the   newspaper   with   the   rubbish   .   it   was   UNFORTUNATE   because   it   meant   that   when   he   found   a   particularly   interesting   piece   that   he   wanted   to   include   in   his   own   work   for   the   quibbler   ,   it   fell   to   luna   to   ensure   that   credit   was   given   (   of  course  ,   the   quibbler   took   journalistic   integrity   very   seriously   and   properly   citing   their   sources   was   the   very   backbone   of   said   integrity   )   .   luna   could   excuse   the   habit   —   she   wasnʻt   that   fond   of   the   prophet   either   —   but   it   did   make   her   job   all   the   more   difficult   .   she   didnʻt   actually   mind   visiting   the   archives   ,   however   .   the   disarray   that   littered   the   office   was   a   familiar   one   ,   one   that   reminded   luna   of   the   mess   of   an   office   room   within   her   own   home   .   ❝   i   did   come   here   looking   for   some   help   ,   but   it   seems   that   my   visit   was   a   fortuitous   one   ,   ❞   she   returned   the   sunny   smile   with   one   of   her   own   ,   lending   the   coincidence   to   some   kind   of   FATE   .   ❝   it   looks   like   we   happen   to   be   the   best   people   suited   for   helping   one   another   at   the   moment   .   ❞
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ofmccnlight · 3 months ago
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𝚗𝚊𝚣𝚕𝚒 .
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   shrieking shack hill, hogsmeade   ! 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:   @ofmccnlight​​ / @ofzvbini​   !
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the  bonfire  has  proven  to  be  a  lot  of  things,  but  it  isn’t  exactly  the  environment  in  which  to  raise  your  hackles  when  you  perceive  a  prologned  gaze.  they’re  perched  on  a  tree  stump  &  rolling  a  blunt  mid  -  memorial  -  turned  -  party  :  they  somewhat  expect  attention  drawn,  and  the  silence  that  fell  over  them  some  time  before  is  broken,  quite  suddenly.  “would  you  like  a  hit ?”  an  eyebrow  raises  quizzically  &  the  corners  of  their  lips  twitch  /  call  them  soft,  but  any  existing  instinct  to  withhold  is  dulled  by  the  evening  that  is  in  it.  
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               ❝  𝚑𝚘𝚠   𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍   𝚘𝚏   𝚢𝚘𝚞   ,   ❞   luna   smiles   ,   big   and   bright   ,   as   she   accepts   the   blunt   ,   slumping   down   and   placing   her   head   against   nazliʻs   shoulder   as   she   takes   a   long   drag   .   maybe   it   was   irreverent   ,   or   rude   ,   or   inappropriate   but   it   isnʻt   like   sybil   trelawney   was   big   on   propriety   anyways   .   it   wouldnʻt   actually   surprise   luna   if   the   professor   partook   in   this   particular   past   time   every   once   in   a   while   .      ❝   want   to   see   something   MY   DAD   taught   me   ?   ❞   she   asks   ,   already   tapping   the   tip   of   her   wand   against   the   column   of   her   throat   .   she   lifts   her   head   and   blows   ,   smoky   butterflies   curling   from   her   mouth   and   fluttering   in   the   air   above   their   heads   for   a   few   moments   before   fading   .
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𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚏 .
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While Rolf’s grateful to be granted access into the circle, the Shack is packed with more people than he’s accustomed to, and he’s unsure of what comfort he can offer the bereaved, still unsure of approach situations with tact. Of course, by now the crowd is more rambunctious than somber, the waterfall of liquor accomplishing a jovial effect. Still, he creeps around as an outsider of sorts. Despite having been born in the United Kingdom, he grew up primarily abroad, only afforded a few visits with his grandparents that were subjected to the commands of a mother that used him as petty collateral. His focus since arriving has been rooted in familiarizing himself with the political landscape and while he’s considered a visit to the Forbidden Forest, guided by an interest in the creatures that dwelled within, he hasn’t been granted an opportunity to explore the grounds that his grandfather and newfound friends speak so fondly of. Rolf  turns his sights away from the moth-eaten furniture and toward Luna, head tilting in piqued curiosity. “I have been meaning to, but haven’t got around to it. I assume you know of a way we could divert the enchantments around the boundaries and sneak our way in?” The excursion is a welcomed reprieve, and he’s intrigued by what parts of the castle Luna would choose to show him. 
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               𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎ʻ𝚜   𝚊   𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢   𝚒𝚗   𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐  ;   in   the   noise   ,   in   the   people   ,   in   the   magic   that   hums   ever   so   slightly   in   a   town   made   up   completely   of   wixen   .   even   rolf   is   familiar   ,   for   all   that   he   is   something   new   ,   something   borrowed   .   luna   recognizes   that   hesitance   .   she   sees   it   in   the   way   he   lingers   on   the   edge   and   waits   for   someone   to   pull   him   in   .   luna   has   no   qualms   with   being   that   someone   for   the   night   .   a   thrill   runs   up   her   spine   at   the   thought   of   seeing   someone   see   hogwarts   for   the   first   time   .   ❝   thereʻs   quite   a   few   tunnels   left   over   ,   ❞   she   explains   .   the   room   of   requirement   was   the   one   she   was   most   familiar   with   but   ,   well   ,   sheʻs   not   too   sure   about   whatʻs   left   from   .   .   .   BEFORE   .   ❝   and   i   wouldnʻt   worry   too   much   about   the   boundaries   .   ❞   they   had   been   there   to   keep   the   stray   muggle   away   and   little   else   ,   in   her   experience   .   besides   ,   luna   had   never   know   those   stone   walls   to   ever   turn   its   cheek   at   a   curious   mind   .   she   drifts   out   of   the   room   of   gathered   people   and   leads   rolf   to   the   entrance   of   the   passage   .   one   hand   is   held   out      to   rolf   ,   palm   facing   upwards   :   an   offer   .   ❝   shall   we   ?   ❞
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ofmccnlight · 3 months ago
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𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊  /  the  saddest   memory   drabble  .  𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  /   @dolors 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  /  none  ! 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂.   /   some  nights   in   the   cellar   are   harder   than   others  .
itʻs become a tradition of sorts , between luna and her father , to make bets on raindrops . it was a simple enough game , easily accessible at all times , and quiet enough to be played while they hunkered down to observe whatever creature had caught their fancy . the two of them could sit for ages and watch the water chase itself downward and any time luna won , her father would press a kiss to her forehead and croon ❛ yes , thatʻs my luna ! the brightest thing in the whole sky . cleverer than i by leaps and bounds , ❜ and then —
well , the point of the story there is that luna has always been very adept at finding ways to keep busy . 
❝ i think that one is going to win , ❞ luna says , pointing at a water droplet . the walls were often damp and leaking here , like this part of the house was built beneath a bathroom or kitchen . it was a prime spot for this particular pastime .
❝ youʻre a sharp one , miss luna , but clearly the one on the left has the advantage here . ❞ comes the reply , in a voice thatʻs much shakier than lunaʻs own . 
she doesnʻt blame him . mr. ollivander is considerably older than she is and likely a lot less used to these kind of situations . luna had umbridge before she had the carrows . mr. ollivander had neither . mr. ollivander flinches when the door at the top of the steps swings open and the voices of upstairs drift downwards . luna does not . 
mr. ollivander was right in this , however . the water droplet luna had chosen was much further behind than the one he had chosen . luna merely shrugs . ❝ sometimes , itʻs nice to hope for the unexpected . ❞
mr. ollivander smiled that sad smile of his , the one that luna didnʻt particularly like , and patted the spot next to him on the ground . she happily acquiesced , going so far as to lean her head against his shoulder . spending such long stretches of time with one another did wonders for building a friendship . with no one else around , they took comfort in one another . here , as mr. ollivander patted her head with grandfatherly fondness , luna could almost pretend that she was back at home with her father . 
ALMOST , but not quite . 
the door at the top of the steps swings open and luna feels mr. ollivanderʻs customary flinch against her hair . she gives his hand a gentle squeeze before she gets up , electing herself to collect their meals . she was the younger one , the spry one , of the two of them and itʻs easier for them both like this  . 
her head tilts sideways as she tries to listen for whoever was chosen to bring the meals downstairs . itʻs not footfalls that she recognizes . the stride is longer — not the shuffling gait of peter pettigrew , who typically bore this burden . this is a sturdy pace , unrepentant and unhurried and reaching the bottom with a muttered lumos . 
luna flinches . 
mr. ollivander makes a noise of confusion behind her but luna is frozen by the pair of eyes staring at her through the slats of their cell . they are frigid , icy blue and ringed with gold and with just the slightest hint of laugh lines at the corner and they are so ACHINGLY familiar that the air rushes out of lunaʻs lungs in an instant . for a split second , luna can almost imagine that those are her fatherʻs curious eyes twinkling down at her . 
almost , but not quite . 
LUCIUS  MALFOY goes through the motions of the role pettigrew usually played , unlocking the cell and placing the tray of food at itʻs opening . he carefully steps back out and checks that the door is locked behind him . through it all , he does not raise his wand against her and she does not make him have to . 
he spares her one final look that she cannot read before he spins on his heels and walks right back up those stairs again . 
the door at the top of the stairs closes softly behind him , much gentler than the slam theyʻre so used to from the others , yet the sound it makes echoes through the empty walls regardless . luna and mr. ollivander flinch in tandem this time . after a moment , luna unfreezes and brings the food over to their spot without a word . mr ollivander tucks in without a question . heʻs very polite like that . luna likes him all the more for it . 
they sit together , eating in silence , and watch as the droplet that mr. ollivander had chosen reaches the ground first . 
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ofmccnlight · 3 months ago
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            𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢   𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖   𝚘𝚏   𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗   drifts   through   the   halls   of   the   shrieking   shack   ,   only   interspersed   by   the   sound   of   the   house   settling   around   them      .   luna   runs   her   fingers   along   the   peeling   paint   as   she   looks   around   the   room   and   wonders   idly   about   what   these   walls   had   seen   ,   what   stories   they   could   tell   .   ❝   youʻve   havenʻt   seen   hogwarts   before   ,   have   you   ?   ❞      she   asks   rolf   ,   the   one   who   had   ended   up   exploring   the   dilapidated   house   with   her   .   she   hadnʻt   spent   much   time   here   and   he   had   never   been   here   in   the   first   place   ,   so   the   sight   of   him   here   wasnʻt   too   ODD   .   simply   another   pretty   face   in   the   crowd   of   people   who   were   here   for   some   reason   or   another   ,   not   all   of   them   being   the   funeral   .   she   does   ,   however   ,   wonder   what   heʻd   look   like   in   the   backdrop   of   castle   that   had   sheltered   her   for   years   .   luna   thinks   of   a   tunnel   stemming   from   this   very   house   and   a   knot   in   the   tree   remembered   through   the   various   hijinks   of   her   friends   .   ❝   would   you   like   to   ?   ❞
【   𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚠𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 : 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛  (  @acatalcpsy​​   )   】
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         𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕   𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜   𝚒𝚗   𝚊𝚗𝚍   𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊   had   hit   that   sweet   spot   ,   that   culmination   of   reckless   courage   and   absolute   arrogance   that   told   luna   that   she   could   take   on   the   world   entire   and   come   out   still   swinging   .   it   was   a   heady   feeling   and   one   that   she   came   to   associate   with   particular   people   over   time   .   when   she   finds   herself   lacking   in   a   partner   ,   luna   automatically   starts   drifting   to   one   who   never   hesitates   to   rush   into   a   fight   with   her   .   ❝   ginny   ,   ❞   she   breathes   and   latches   on   to   her   fellow   tiny   giant   ,   larger   than   life   and   diminutive   enough   to   ALWAYS   be   underestimated   ,   beaming   up   at   her   with   flushed   cheeks   and   sparkling   eyes   .   ❝   weʻve   been   CHALLENGED   .   ❞   grey   ,   shining   eyes   flicker   over   to   a   lanky   pair   of   wizards   posturing   at   a   nearby   fold-out   table   .      ❝   are   you   busy   right   now   ?   or   would   you   like   to   help   me   destroy   them   at   catch   the   knightbus   ?   ❞
【   𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚠𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 : 𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢  (  @petriichvrs​   )   】
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𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚈 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 (𝙽)𝙾𝚇  /  three  wanted  connections  !
could   also   be   titled    ❝   moz   has   never   written   a   wc   form   but   wants   some   parents   real   bad   !   ❞
LUNA   LOVEGOOD   (   fernanda   ly   )   is   looking   for   their   FATHER   (   XENOPHILIUS   LOVEGOOD   MALFOY      )   who   resembles   LEE   PACE,   ALEXANDER   SKARSGARD,   HU   GE,   WANG   LEE   HOM,   JOHN   KRASINSKI,   ETC   .   and   should   be   41-43.   applicants   do   not   have   to   contact   MOZZIE   to   talk   over   the   details   before   applying.      /     (         listen   .   .   .   the   xenophilius   malfoy   headcanon   started   off   as   a   joke   but   please   know   that   we   are   very   attached   to   it   now   .   the   idea   is   that   he   was   born   a   malfoy   and   was   then   estranged   from   the   family   (   after   being   sorted   into   ravenclaw   ?   perhaps   for   other   reasons   ?   )   but   this   caused   some   tension   between   himself   and   lucius   ,   who   were   close   prior   to   this   happening   .   their   relationship   got   worse   ,   of   course   ,   after   lucius   kidnapped   and   imprisoned   his   daughter   which   was   a   lil      .   ..   .   yikes   .   anyways   !   luna   still   lives   at   home   with   him   because   both   of   them   still   travel   a   lot   and   it   seemed   easier   than   getting   her   own   place   that   she   barely   stays   at   .   now   sheʻs   staying   in   the   country   bc   of   all   the   stuff   going   down   so   i   think   a   xeno   would   be   very   interesting   !   very   hot   !   so   much   backstory   to   explore   !   we   could   play   around   with   how   these   different   connections   look   like   now   and   how   a   new   war   on   the   horizon   affects   them   even   more   bc   really   ,   hasnʻt   this   family   been   through   enough   ?     )
BLAISE   ZABINI   (   keiynan   lonsdale   )   is   looking   for   their   MOTHER   (   MADAME   ZABINI   )   who   resembles   ANGELA   BASSET,   GABRIELLE   UNION,   TARAJI   P.   HENSON,   DANAI   GURIRA,   OCTAVIA   SPENCER,   VIOLA   DAVIS,   ETC.   and   should   be   45+   .   applicants   do   not   have   to   contact   MOZZIE   to   talk   over   the   details   before   applying.    /     (         I   SIMPLY   THINK   SHE   WOULD   BE   VERY   SEXY   !   as   a   child   ,   i   imagine   blaise   looked   up   to   her   a   whole   bunch   and   followed   her   around   like   a   little   duckling   ,   imitating   her   at   every   turn   .   i   donʻt   imagine   that   she   was   the   most   hands-on   of   mothers   ,   but   she   was   very   doting   and   protective   of   him   anyways   .   itʻs   a   bit   of   an   odd   relationship   in   that   she   didnʻt   do   a   lot   of   the   physical   child-rearing   but   emotionally   and   mentally   ?   she   imparted   a   lot   of   herself   onto   him   .   blaise   being   the   perfect   gentleman   ,   the   perfect   pureblood   scion   ,   that   all   comes   from   his   mother   .      now   ,   please   consider   these   rather   conservative   ideals   that   blaise   gained   from   his   childhood   and   mix   that   in   with   the   fact   that   he   was   bitten   by   a   werewolf   a   few   months   ago   .   i   think   it   would   be   very   neat   !   if   we   got   to   play   out   tht   tension   !      )
BLAISE   ZABINI   (   keiynan   lonsdale   )   is   looking   for   their   EX   /   LOST   LOVE   who   resembles   WANG   YIBO,   INDYA   MOORE,   WOLFGANG   NOVOGRATZ,   MISHTI   RAHMAN,   BARBIE   FERREIRA      /   LITERALLY   ANYBODY   i   do   not   care      and   should   be   23-27ish.   applicants   do   have   to   contact   MOZZIE   to   talk   over   the   details   before   applying.     /      (      i   have   decided   about   ten   minutes   ago   that   i   would   like   blaise   to   have   had   a   relationship   in   hogwarts   that   turned   tumultuous   towards   the   end   of   that   last   year   .   blaise   is   very   much   a   love   ʻem   and   leave   ʻem   type   ,   but   i   imagine   heʻs   rather   interested   in   the   idea   of   a   steady   relationship   .   it      doesnʻt   necessarily   mean   that   they   had   to   have   been   dating   dating   back   in   hogwarts   but   maybe   they   were   skirting   around   the   lines   of   something   close   to   it   .   they   got   more   cautious   when   things   started   becoming   more   dire   at   hogwarts   .   maybe   they   agreed   to   put   a   pin   in   it   until   after   the   war   was   over   ,   regardless   of   what   the   outcome   was   ,   and   it   became   a   thing   to   be   addressed   in   the   future   .   but   then   !   they   never   actually   got   around   to   it   for   various   reasons   .   maybe   they   both   got   too   busy   afterwards   .   maybe   this   person   didnʻt   agree   with   blaiseʻs   decision   to   run   scared   with   his   tail   between   his   legs   .   whatever   the   case   ,   iʻm   sure   we   can   come   up   with   something   funky   fresh   and   then   ,   of   course   ,   with   a   new   war   happening   again   ,   we   can   see   where   that   takes   us   <3      )
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ofmccnlight · 3 months ago
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𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚝 .
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 the leaky cauldron. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: open.
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notes and sketches lay spread out before her, covering nearly every inch of the table. today’s chosen book to focus on was her deep dive into lesser explored creatures. like the others, it was still lacking a title. not that a title would be much use if she couldn’t finish the book itself. “i suppose organization would be a proper place to start,” beckett grumbled to herself, so lost in her own mind that she hardly noticed when the crup perched beside her shifted to it’s feet to inch closer as another approached them.
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              𝚒𝚝   𝚠𝚊𝚜   𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎   𝚊𝚝   𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝   𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝   ,   luna   was   sure   of   it   .   she   wore   her   heart   on   her   sleeve   like   that   ,   wont   to   hand   it   over   to   whoever   batted   their   pretty   little   eyes   up   at   her   .   the   detour   from   her   route   was   almost   unconscious   ;   she   simply   let   her   feet   guide   her   through   the   doors   of   the   leaky   until   she   crouched   besides   the   newest   object   of   her   affection   .   ❝   well   ,   arenʻt   you   just   gorgeous   ,   ❞   luna   cooed   ,   perched   as   she   was   beside   the   crup   .   she   smiled   ,   beatific   and   HOPEFUL   ,   up   at   his   owner   .   ❝   would   you   mind   it   terribly   if   i   introduced   myself   to   your   friend   here   ?   ❞
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