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toumpasebay · 1 year

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Moon Hunt Goddess Artemis Pendant Wolf Symbol Silver or Gold Greek Coin Necklace.

#artemis #goddess #goddess artemis #moon goddess #moon #hunt #hunting #diana #wolf #symbol #necklace #pendant #jewelry #jewellery

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treasure-of-the-ancients · 2 years

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Viking silver pendant, 8th century AD

from Artemis Gallery

#history #antiques #jewelry #art #jewellery #middle ages #medieval history

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canon-vi · 2 months

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I decided to remake Taisiya and change her age, because otherwise the other characters are too old—

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Name: Taisiya

Height: 156

Age: 11-12

Birthday: June 7

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Taisiya has many witch outfits for Halloween, she does not dare to wear them, but often wears witch hats in the room

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She made herself a pendant from a stone she liked, which she found on the riverside

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Tasya has a problem with trust, but not in the sense that she cannot trust, but in the sense that she is too trusting, she will step on the same rake with the same person

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Unlike the original Taisiya, this one braids her hair because of Passivmare's stories about Hope

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She will always reach out and trust her relatives, no matter how Passivmare scolds them, Taisiya will always love them

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Age difference with Lux - 13 years

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Taisiya wants to move to the forest or a village remote from everyone, but suppresses this desire because she wants to be close to her family

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Unlike the original version, this Taisiya can see the outline of Passivmer, but only the outline

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Taisiya’s attitude towards the others:

Dream:

Papa is kind, he definitely wouldn’t want my mom to die, maybe he didn’t know that this could happen? Even uncle blames him...

Hope:

I would also like to see and hear mom live, it’s a pity this is impossible

Ink:

It seems to me that calling Miss Ink mom is slightly insulting towards Lux and Pallete, even if I want to, I’ll endure it

Passivemare:

It’s very fun and pleasant to spend time with my uncle, and he also protects me, I love him very much

Nightmare:

His Majesty is also very kind, but uncle doesn’t like him very much, so I’d better beware of him

Killer:

She apparently loved my mom very much, since she tells me all those stories, it’s very pleasant to listen to them

Cross:

Miss Killer spoke well of him, and they say his baked goods are delicious, I’ll have to go see him when there are not many people around... I hope such a moment will come

Reaper:

I’m sorry that my uncle harmed them because of me, I’ll need to give them some kind of gift as an apology, I just have to figure out what

Geno:

I will also need to make a gift for Miss Geno, and for Miss Goth, I will make them all a talisman! All that remains is to find the materials

Callisto:

Big brother cares and loves me, but I can still see the sadness in his eyes, he must have loved mom very much

Crescent:

He always smells of candles and something else, every time I feel bad from this smell, it seems to me that I can only communicate with him in a gas mask

Merciless:

I try to avoid him, it’s clear how uncomfortable he is with me, mom was probably dear to him too

Lux:

She doesn't like it when I call her sister so I call her Miss Lux, I don't think she loves me, I heard Lux loved mom very much, I'm sorry

Pallete:

My brother is uncomfortable around me, so I try not to be near him for a long time, I don’t want to bother him

Goth:

Miss Goth suffered a lot because of me, I will need to make her a talisman against evil spirits, will she definitely forgive me if I give her one?

Drop:

She always tries to protect me, it's very nice, I love my sister, and Drop, and Lux

Bonus:

Artemis: ( by @itzcherrybonbon / @abloomingsunflower )

She's so sad when she sees me, do I remind her so much of my mom? Uncle said that mom always wore a braid, so maybe it would be better to wear a ponytail? Or cut my hair completely...

Vivi:

She doesn’t come to me often, most often she is with Miss Lux, she also told me that she comes to me in secret from Miss Lux, but she still comes, she listens very well, I like to tell her about what I read about witches and herbs

Sunshine: ( by @il1ketulipz )

It's very nice of her to come to me and listen to my stories, although she should be helping Pallete and Drop

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six and eleven year old Tasya(just because I want so):

Now Tasya wears shorts, because running through the forest in a skirt is not very comfortable (tested by experience)

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E. L. A. by our pretty flower: @anotherrosesthatfell

#evil lux au #what if au #taisiya [e.l.a]#protect and cherish [e.l.a] merciless propaganda

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allthesunlightwecansee · 8 months

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I’ve seen quite a few people use jewelry to decorate their statues and give offerings, and it always looks amazing (especially @artemis-potnia-theron!). I have my Aphrodite statue draped in pearls already, but I wanted to make meaningful offerings to Apollo and Artemis as well. The bracelets on Apollo were gifted to me by my mom years ago, and I thought they were perfect as sun and music themed jewelry ☀️🎵

Artemis’ necklace is something that I made today. I’ve had what I believe are buffalo teeth beads for awhile, as well as the goddess bone pendant, and they felt right to make a simple necklace for Lady Artemis 🏹

#paganism #witchcraft #hellenism #hellenic polytheism #altar #pagan altar #apollo #apollon #artemis #apollo worship #Diana #witchblr #paganblr #bones #jewelry #music #sun

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oxeiacraft · 1 year

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#nature goddess #woodland #lady of the forest #Artemis pendant #witch #pagan #paganism

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sailorfuncomics · 7 days

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Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon Sailor Stars Karuta (2/2)

な The mysterious trio, the Sailor Starlights に The popular idols, the Three Lights ぬ I want to sleep with a stuffed animal

ね Glittering Star Seeds are what she's after の The girls having a picnic in a field

は Luna and Artemis are easy to talk to ひ Resound! Mercury Aqua Rhapsody! ふ Rei Hino has mysterious powers

へ Pendants and intercoms as transformation items ほ Galaxia seems to want the power of the stars

ま The solemn soldier, Sailor Pluto み The girls are all high school students む There's a shining star inside my heart

め Ami Mizuno also looks good with glasses も The burning fire of Mars Flame Sniper

や The kind and beautiful Setsuna ゆ Minako's dream of being an idol よ Neptune has a gift for psychic visions

ら Don't scribble over everything り Usagi runs late after oversleeping る At home with Mama Setsuna

れ We want to fall in love ろ A romantic date with Mamo

わ Feel the force of World Shaking を Making sweets with Makoto

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vagueandominousvibes · 12 days

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Knights’ Lodge AU, anyone?

It’s been a while, but finally we’ve got a design for the Princess! She’s been the most challenging one so far, because how do you convey “light” as a power, while differentiating it from the other characters and retaining the cultural vibe this AU has had so far?

I knew I didn’t want the stereotypical Princess Zelda outfit for her, because I wanted her to come across as a fighter on par with the guys. But I also wanted to emphasise that she’s primarily a magic user. Then I drew the ponytail and for whatever reason it made me think of Greco-Roman goddesses, particularly Artemis. Which, I suppose, is rather fitting considering Zelda’s connection to Hylia.

This Princess is a tanned red-head. When she’s not hero-ing, she studies and does competitive swimming, and is on her uni’s swimming team. She’s far-sighted and has to wear reading glasses. Her colour theme is primarily in the white-to-merlot range (leathers being a compatible shade of brown), with golden accessories. After much thought, I’ve decided that her staff is not only a conduit for magic, but can also change into different weapons. Her bracers can transform into shields at will.

Not sure what the triforce pendant does yet, so it’ll be fun to find out!

#four swords #knights lodge au

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the-al-chemist · 5 months

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The Lights That Never Go Out

Chapter 2: And There You Were

A/N: Things take a scary turn when Charlie and Artemis go looking for Christmas decorations. This chapter matches @thethreebroomsticksfic’s Yule Bash prompt ‘Nightmare Before Christmas’.

Warnings: discussion about survivor’s guilt and PTSD

5th December, 1998

Charlie had always liked doing things by hand. There was something to be said about doing things the hard way, the Muggle way. He had made a point of learning to put up a tent without magic, to fix his own clothes with a needle and thread, and to make necklaces with hand-carved wooden pendants. In doing so, he had developed rough fingertips, a lot of patience, and a sense of unmatched satisfaction at seeing his finished work.

He found that keeping his hands busy kept his mind at ease. After the war ended and the funerals of those he had loved and lost — Tonks and Fred being the two that most affected him — he had quickly attempted to return to work. His work had sent him home. He needed time, his boss had told him. Time to heal, time to be. Charlie had disagreed, but his arguments had been dismissed.

He didn’t need time. He didn’t need to be, he needed to do.

That was how he had ended up with his current project: rebuilding his parents’ house. It was a project that was taking longer than he anticipated, even with the help of his younger brothers. Having never renovated a house before, Charlie had no idea how much he had taken on until it was too late. He had wanted it finished by Christmas, but had realised in October that he would either need to rethink his schedule or resort to doing everything by magic. He had chosen the former.

Now, at the start of December, the Burrow was still nowhere near to being the perfectly imperfect home Charlie remembered from his childhood, but that didn’t matter. Much of the house had originally been built by magic, and so he had needed to use magic to reconstruct its skeleton, but he had promised himself that he would do everything he could by hand, and he had stuck to his promise.

It was now a case of making sure that the Burrow would be Christmas-worthy in the next two weeks. It had been Artemis who had suggested to him that no one would even look at the unfinished parts if there were enough decorations up to distract people from them.

“It’s called a missed erection,” she had informed him, with the utmost confidence in her convictions.

She had made a good enough point that Charlie hadn’t bothered to correct her on her mistake. The following day, the two of them had ended up venturing into Diagon Alley, the key to Charlie’s brothers’ old shop tucked into the back pocket of Artemis’ jeans.

“George still hasn’t been back here?” Artemis asked quietly as she unlocked the door and they entered the eerily quiet Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. She closed the door behind her, and immediately opened one of the windows.

Charlie shook his head. He didn’t think anyone had been in here since the shop had been forced to close, not even Verity the former shopgirl, who he had met for the first time at Fred’s funeral.

“George said there are a load of decorations in the storeroom,” said Charlie, before his thoughts could get away from him and linger on memories of the day they had buried his little brother. “Let’s go and have a look.”

The storeroom was enormous, and filled with shelves upon shelves of unsold stock and cardboard boxes. It was hard to know where to begin to search, but without even needing to voice a plan, he and Artemis lit their wands and crossed to opposite ends of the room.

Charlie made his way along shelves at the rightmost end of the storeroom, using his wandlight to illuminate each and every box he could find. At the end of the shelves stood an upright cupboard with doors. Charlie tried to open it. It was locked.

“Artie?” he called out, looking at the keyhole and handle. “There wasn’t a second key, was there? Smaller than the one for the main door, possibly made of brass?”

“No. Why?”

“Never mind.” Charlie pointed his wand at the door. “Alohamora.” The door clicked quietly, and Charlie reached out to open it with his spare hand. “I wonder what he’s done with…”

His sentence hung unfinished in the air. It was not the only thing that hung there.

Hovering in front of Charlie’s face was a mass of green and grey smoke, which began to twist and contort itself into the shape of a skull. Slowly, the skull’s mouth opened, and from it a shadowy snake slid towards him.

Charlie’s hands fell to his sides, completely slack, and he dropped his wand. As it hit the floor at his feet, it deluminated, plunging him into darkness. Somewhere in the distance, he thought he could hear someone calling out his name, but he could barely hear it over the sound of his own pulse hammering away in his ears.

“Charlie?”

He felt a soft pressure on his shoulder, but he did not look to see what it was. He could look nowhere but at the shadow-skull, the smoke-snake, the greenish glow that made tears sting his eyes and his stomach churn.

The pressure on his shoulder became a tug at his arm which grew stronger with each pull. When he stumbled backwards, his eye contact was broken, and so too was the floating skull’s trance. He turned to see Artemis at his side, her fingers gripping his upper arm.

“Come on,” she said. “This way, come on.”

Charlie was in no mood to put up a fight. He felt far too weak for that. He had barely made it out of the storeroom before his legs were unable to support his weight, and he had to lean against one of the shop walls. Artemis placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down the wall until he was sitting on the floor with his back against it. She crouched down in front of him.

“It’s fine, Charlie. It was just a Boggart, it can’t hurt you. Look.” Charlie didn’t look, but he heard the storeroom door slam closed. “It can’t get out now. You’ll be okay. Just stay there, I’ll be back in a minute.”

With that, she was gone. Charlie didn’t even see her leave, but he knew that he was alone, sitting on the floor, a closed door between him and the… Could it really be a Boggart? He had never known a Boggart to look like that before.

He put his head into his hands, running them from his chin and up into his hair, which he pushed back from his face. He took a shaky breath and exhaled, closing his eyes and lifting his face to the ceiling.

A little bell rang, and he opened his eyes to see Artemis re-enter the shop. In her hands was a bar of chocolate. She sat down beside his feet facing him, and held out the chocolate bar to him.

“Here,” she said. “Eat this, it will help.”

Charlie shook his head. “That’s for Dementors, not Boggarts.”

“You gave me chocolate once when I saw a Boggart.”

“I was just improvising.”

“Well, so am I. Eat it.”

It was clear from the stubborn look on Artemis’ face that she was not going to take no for an answer. Not wishing to be force-fed, Charlie reached out and took the chocolate from her and bit into it. He had not been expecting it to do anything, but at the sweet taste and creamy texture, he felt his heart slow ever so slightly, and the tightness in his chest started to ease. Artemis had one hand on his forehead.

“You feel clammy,” she informed him, “but you look less pale now.” She removed her hand and looked at him with narrowed eyes. Charlie felt as if he were being scrutinised closely. “Has your Boggart changed since you last saw it?”

Charlie closed his eyes. “Don’t do that.”

“I’m not using Legilimency on you.”

“You are.”

“Not deliberately.” Charlie glanced at Artemis, who had leant back slightly and had a less searching look in her eyes. She nodded her head at the door. “Just then, you didn’t just look scared, you looked surprised, too.”

“Well, you don’t exactly expect a Boggart to be in a joke shop, do you?”

“You know what I mean. You looked how I felt after my Boggart changed, and I know you must’ve seen a Boggart before at school, so…”

“Yeah, alright.” Charlie gave in. He shrugged. “Yeah. It’s different to what it was when I last saw a Boggart. I mean, that was back at school, so I’m not sure when it changed to… to that. To the Dark Mark.”

He heard his own voice shake as he said the words, and took another bite of chocolate. It had less of an effect this time. Artemis’ hands were in her lap, her head nodding slowly.

“This summer, maybe,” she suggested.

“Yeah, some point last year would make sense.” Even as he agreed, Charlie knew that it was wrong. “Or even before, maybe. The World Cup.”

“When it went up over the crowds during the riots?”

That was it exactly. Charlie shuddered at the memory, even now.

“Do you remember when we were little,” he said to Artemis, “how adults would always talk about people who’d gone missing or been killed by Death Eaters?”

“When they thought we couldn’t hear them, you mean?”

“Exactly. But we always heard them, right? And the story would always be the same, someone would leave their house and come home, or go to someone else’s house, and find the Dark Mark over it. They were such scary stories, but they were just stories. But then, that night…”

“It was real,” Artemis finished his sentence for him.

“It was real, and it was terrifying. It was the most scared I’d ever been, at that point in my life, anyway. I remember when it went up, Dad and the twins and Ron and Ginny, they were all off somewhere trying to keep out of the action, and I…” Charlie swallowed before continuing, “That was the first time I ever worried someone I cared about might have just died. I’d known people who had died, obviously, like my uncles and Rowan, but I hadn’t been scared for them at the time, if that makes sense.”

Artemis’ eyes were wide and sympathetic. “It does. It makes a lot of sense.”

“I’ve felt like that so many times since then, and it never gets any easier. During the war, every time I opened a letter or went home, I’d be so scared about what I’d find.” Charlie placed his half-eaten chocolate on the floor. Speaking was making him feel better than eating had done. “I’d worry that the letter would contain bad news, or that I’d get back and everyone would be gone, and there would just be the Dark Mark, there, hanging in the sky just like…”

As his voice tailed off, Charlie screwed his eyes shut and rested the back of his head on the wall behind him. Artemis didn’t speak. It were as if she were expecting him to continue, but Charlie didn’t feel able to continue.

“Like that Boggart?” she asked him eventually, and he shook his head. A few moments later, Artemis let out a soft sigh. “At Hogwarts. At the battle, it was over the castle that night,” she said with a tone of realisation. “Oh, Charlie. That must have been horrible.”

“It was,” said Charlie, his eyes finally opening as he felt Artemis’ hand squeeze his own. “I… Actually, no.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head. “It’s nothing, not when pretty much everyone else went through much worse than me.”

“Just because other people had bad stuff happen to them, it doesn’t make the stuff that’s happened to you less bad, Charlie,” Artemis told him.

Charlie was not sure that he agreed. He took his hand back and crossed his arms over his chest. Artemis fell quiet for a few moments.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” she said, “what was your Boggart before?”

He didn’t mind her asking.

“A Howler.”

It seemed a silly, trivial thing to have as a Boggart these days, but Artemis didn’t laugh. She raised her eyebrows, almost conspiratorially.

“Who from?”

“Everyone,” said Charlie. “Mum, Dad, Bill, Professor McGonagall, all the other teachers. All of them saying that I’d let them down and failed them and disappointed them. That I hadn’t been good enough or done well enough, that kind of thing. I know—”

“It’s not stupid, Charlie,” Artemis interrupted. “It’s not stupid at all.”

“No, I guess it isn’t.” Charlie was stuck by a small epiphany, though it was not one that made him feel any better about the situation. “I mean, I have let people down. It’s just now there are worse things than people being disappointed by me failing them.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, the people I’ve let down are dead, aren’t they?”

The words came out harsher than he had intended, but Artemis didn’t even flinch. Her eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“Charlie,” she said quietly. “You didn’t let anyone down.”

But that simply wasn’t true.

“I did. I did let people down. I let Tonks down. I let Fred down.”

“How?”

“I wasn’t there.”

“You were,” Artemis told him. Charlie shook his head. “You got there as soon as you could.”

“That wasn’t good enough, was it?” Before Artemis could contradict him, Charlie continued, “I was too late to protect them, and I should have protected them. I should have been there. I mean, Fred was my little brother, for Godric’s sake! What kind of older brother doesn’t…”

Charlie stopped mid-sentence. He was tiptoeing around a dangerous topic for Artemis. His eyes drifted out of the open shop window to the street outside. Diagon Alley was bustling, presumably full of witches and wizards buying gifts and supplies for Christmas. Were they going to be celebrating without loved ones this year? Were any of them plagued with feelings of guilt and inadequacy?

“You know what the worst part is?” murmured Charlie. “I didn’t even realise.”

He wasn’t sure that he had spoken loudly enough for Artemis to have heard him, but she answered him: “Realise what?”

“Fred. When I got to the castle, the first thing I did was look to see who was safe and still there fighting. I went in and I made sure I could see Mum and Dad, and Ginny and my brothers and… I thought I saw the twins, but I didn’t, I just saw George. In my head that meant that they were both there, that they were both safe, but he was already gone. And I didn’t even notice.”

He had never told anyone that before. He had thought that he never would tell anyone, not even Artemis.

“Please don’t tell anyone I told you that,” he added, and his peripheral vision, he saw Artemis shake her dark-haired head.

“I won’t. Promise.”

“I don’t want people to judge or think badly of me. More than they already do, anyway.”

“No one thinks badly of you,” said Artemis. There was a genuine note of surprise in her voice. “Why would they?”

Why would they not, Charlie wanted to ask her, but he didn’t. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders.

“I dunno, probably because I’ve spent the whole war safe and cosy in Romania while they were fighting,” he said. “Because I didn’t do enough, or care enough, and I wasn’t there when it mattered.”

“That’s just not true,” Artemis replied. “You were there when it mattered for me. You managed to help me at the battle, weren’t you?” Her eyes met Charlie’s for a brief moment before they both looked away. Her cheeks had turned a slightly pink colour. “And you did do things to help from where you were, like getting allies and stuff.”

“The easy stuff.”

“Easy for you, because you’re good at making people like you. Really good at it.” The corners of Artemis’ mouth began to twitch. “And you did something no one else could’ve done.”

“What’s that?”

“You looked after Fergus for me.”

“Anyone could’ve done that, Artie.”

“They couldn’t, because I wouldn’t have let anyone else but you do it.”

Charlie didn’t have it in him to return the smile Artemis was giving him. It disappeared from her face as quickly as it appeared.

“Charlie, look here. Look at me.”

He felt one of her hands rest on his cheek, soft and cool, and he did as she instructed. The look on her face was resolute as she held his gaze and told him:

“Everyone you care about knows that you’d do anything for them. And that’s a lot of people, because you care about almost everyone. And anyone else… Well, who cares what they think? They can think what they like, they can judge you whatever, because they don’t matter. The people who do matter won’t judge you or think badly of you. They don’t. I don’t.”

“I know you don’t,” said Charlie. He meant it.

Apparently happy with his response, Artemis retreated from him. Charlie picked the chocolate bar up again. He snapped the remnants of it in half, and handed one of the halves to her.

“I do feel bad, you know, telling you about my problems when I know people like you have had it worse,” he said.

“Don’t. It’s fine.”

Charlie looked at her carefully before telling her, “I don’t think that you’re fine.”

“I didn’t say I’m fine, I said ‘it’s fine’.” Artemis sighed. “I don’t think I’m fine either.”

“No. Of course not. Sorry. How are you?”

Artemis raised one eyebrow. “Really?”

“Really,” Charlie nodded. “How are you?”

“Well, I have been sleeping a bit better. Not great, but better. Now it’s just managing to be in a room without the windows or doors open that I need to work on.”

Subconsciously, Charlie glanced at the open window again. “That’ll get better eventually.”

“Yeah, but it’s cold now,” Artemis said with a laugh. Charlie couldn’t help but smile, albeit weakly. Her laughter faded, and she looked down at the chocolate in her hands. “I just feel a bit pathetic, really. Panicking about being trapped, it’s—”

“Not stupid,” Charlie interjected. Artemis’ nose wrinkled.

“Maybe not, but it still makes me feel like a coward.”

“You? No way. You’re the bravest person I know.”

But Artemis shook her head and replied, “Not anymore.”

Her voice was quiet, barely louder than a whisper, and her gaze low. There was a look of loss and feeling lost in her eyes that made Charlie’s heart hurt. He decided against hugging her, a better idea entering his head instead.

“I disagree. Come on.” He got up off the floor and held one hand out to her. “I’ll prove it to you, if you like.”

Though she looked sceptical, Artemis took his hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet. When Charlie moved to open the storeroom door, however, she shook her head.

“Charlie, wait. I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“Because I haven’t seen a Boggart in a while,” she said. “I don’t know what form it will take. What if it’s a Dementor or… What if I can’t face it?”

“That doesn’t matter, because you aren’t going to face it,” Charlie told her. “I am.”

“What is that going to prove?”

“That you’re still the bravest person I know.” Artemis frowned, and Charlie explained, “If you come with me, I think I’ll be able to face it. If not, then I’m not sure I’ll even make it halfway across the room.” He looked at his hand on the door handle and back again. “Will you come with me? Please?”

It seemed as if an age passed before Artemis slowly nodded her head. Charlie thanked her, and opened the door. With her at his side, he walked across the storeroom to the far corner where he had found the locked cupboard. As he approached, a dark cloud rose in the air between him and the cupboard, once more swirling in the air until he stood face to face with the green, shadowy skull that had haunted his nightmares for years.

His knuckles tightened on the hilt of his wand, but his mouth was too dry and his chest too tight for him to call out the incantation to banish the Boggart. He had to think of something that would make him laugh, but all he could think of was the castle that night, the skull hanging in the sky above it, his brother already dead inside its walls before he even arrived…

“Charlie.”

It was not so much the sound of Artemis’ voice but the feeling of her hand on his arm that caught his attention. He managed to pull his gaze away from the Dark Mark to look at her. She nodded at him and smiled. Charlie closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Riddikulus!”

A light flashed, and Charlie opened his eyes with a start. The Dark Mark dissipated, exploding into a small display of green and white fireworks. Beside him, Artemis let out a little giggle, and the fireworks stopped. The Boggart was gone. It was just them.

“Thank you,” said Charlie.

“What for? I didn’t really do anything.”

“You were there. That was enough.”

He was still trembling, but that stopped as soon as Artemis rose up onto her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Charlie felt the last of his tension leave him as he returned her hug.

Resting his chin on the top of her head, he looked back at the door behind them. He wasn’t sure at what point it had happened, but somehow it had closed without him noticing.

And Artemis, still with her arms held tight around him, hadn’t it noticed either.

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