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Back to Hogwarts! (HPHM continued)
#it’s the rest of my hphm kids!#and my headcanons for Barnaby#he doesn’t have a pet bc his dad won’t let him :/#(shoutout to thealchemist for his faceclaim idea btw)#hogwarts student id#clary walcott#henry mcclarnon#jacob hopper#barnaby lee#hphm#hogwarts mystery#my edits
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every [br]ot3 has these very important roles (insp.)
featuring Julian Bennett, Azariah Steele @cursebreakerfarrier & Henry McClarnon @thatravenpuffwitch
#hphm#julian bennett#azariah steele#henry mcclarnon#hogwarts mystery#honestly they can probably switch the roles around XD#depending on the situation lol#my edit#my gifs
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The Phoenix Resistance- Book 2 Chapter 28 FINALE!
A/N: Well... here we are on the last page. Nine months all lead up to this. This is the ending for now but make sure to stick around for the character epilogues in the next few weeks for more endings!! As always: Mina belongs to @lifeofkaze and also Ava in mention. Artemis in mention belongs to @the-al-chemist and both Henry and Ellie belong to @thatravenpuffwitch. Enjoy!
Ministry of Magic, Atrium, London - May 2nd, 1998, 6:13 AM
A few hours went by as they waited. The atrium was completely silent for all of them but Devon. As much as she tried to push out the thoughts of her friends, they kept sneaking in. Each one of them were scared, some more than others.
Many of them paced back and forth, occasionally glancing down the dark rows of fireplaces when they thought they heard something, forms stiffening and the grip on their wands tightening only to relax when nothing came out of the darkness. Devon stood directly behind the barricade, never taking her eyes off the entrances. Her legs were stiff after hours of standing and the pain in her ribs was steadily getting worse but she refused to sit down, even after multiple suggestions from Henry. Dried blood that wasn’t hers caked her pants and hands.
It was just after sunrise that finally they saw exactly what they were dreading. A green light flickered and flashed deep within the darkness and they heard the roar of flames as a figure emerged from the floo network.
Mina and Eloise stood up from their places by the statue and they all approached the barricade as a group with their wands pointed forwards.
“Hey, stop right there!” Kaari called out loudly to the figure that got closer and closer.
The tension in the room relaxed as out from the shadows stepped a man with dark skin and rich purple robes. It was Kingsley Shacklebolt. Everyone’s wands dropped to their sides, except Devon who remained in place, her wand shaking slightly.
“If it’s really you, tell me your favorite type of bread,” Devon sent into Kingsley’s mind silently.
“Cinnamon raisin, of course,” she heard him reply back into her own mind.
“So, did we win?” Kaari inquired.
“Yes. Harry Potter has defeated Voldemort once and for all,” Kingsley’s deep voice filled the empty silence.
What followed was shouts of joy and exclamations of relief. Devon stood staring forward in shock before her knees finally gave out and she collapsed to the floor. All the adrenaline in her system crashed and the weight of the entire war came crumbing down upon her shoulders, like Atlas holding up the sky. Everyone was safe. Nobody else was going to die under her command.
“Dev! Oh Merlin, are you ok?” Henry immediately rushed to her side and scooped her up.
“Yea, I’m fine. I just need to rest for a second,” she signed.
Kingsley had climbed over the barricade and now crouched down next to them, his hand outstretched towards Devon who shook it gladly.
“Thanks for holding down the fort, Marlowe. I’ll take it from here,” he smiled gently.
“There’s one more thing I need to do, if you would allow me? In fact, I could really use your help, Kingsley,” Devon signed and pushed herself to her feet, Henry supporting her from one side.
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With Kingsley’s help, the Phoenix Resistance wrote and printed one last newspaper together. This one, however, had no enchantments placed upon it to obscure the words.
Witches and wizards all around England watched as papers appeared with a flash from their floo networks and fell gently from the sky, a dark winged shadow accompanying it. The gold fiery Phoenix symbol blazed at the top of the paper, now visible to all.
Headlined right at the top with large letters said “Harry Potter Defeats The Dark Lord!”
The paper also went into great detail debunking the false muggleborn propaganda that was spread during the war. It included some damning evidence against many Death Eaters, calling them out by name. The puppet government was also revealed to the public. Pius Thicknesse had been under the imperius curse and Voldemort was the true leader during the war.
With that, the Phoenix flew one last time. However, this time it didn’t fly under the cover of night and it wasn’t exchanged by the hushed whispers of people in taverns. It also wouldn’t erupt into fire and burn away. This time it was persistent and loud.
At the bottom of the paper, where usually there was a blank space, now was filled with words.
“By Devon Marlowe”
The author of the Phoenix Paper was finally revealed.
As for what was to follow in the next few months after, Devon Marlowe would work under Kingsley as one of the head lawyers for the Death Eater Trials. The information she presented from the notebook she kept during the war was instrumental in the arrests and trials that followed.
The Leaky Cauldron, Diagon Alley, London - May 6th, 1998, 5:04 PM
The next few days passed in a blur for most of them. Kaari was more drunk than he was sober as he had a celebratory drink with anyone he came across. Devon on the other hand had buried herself in her work.
Tonight, however, Henry had managed to tear her away for a moment. The two of them held hands as they entered the Leaky Cauldron. Heads turned and hushed voices whispered as they made their way to a small table in the corner that already had many figures crowded around it.
“Hey, is that her? The former leader of the Phoenix Resistance?”
“No way.”
“Look at her scars. Of course it’s her.”
“Then those people at the table.. are they-“
“There she is! The woman of the hour!” Kaari loudly exclaimed, raising his tankard high in the air. Clearly he had started drinking early.
“C’mon, grab a seat!”
“What seat? You guys couldn’t find a larger table?” Henry laughed, pulling up a few more chairs from a nearby empty table.
It looked like they were the last ones to arrive. Along with Kaari Arcano, the table was surrounded by Mina Pendleton, Ellie Hopper, and even Eloise Yaxley. It was a shame that Ava Campbell and Artemis Hexley weren’t here, but Devon knew they were here in spirit.
Once everyone got settled, Kaari ordered a round for everyone. They spent the next little while in idle conversation. Each of them took turns talking about their day and what they had gotten up to in the last few days. Devon found herself laughing often, something she rarely did the last ten months. They were finally free from the darkness.
A bittersweet sadness sat in Devon’s chest as she couldn’t help but compare this to one of the first drinks she had in the Lone Star. Back then, it was just her, Henry, and Kaari. Their family had certainly grown since then. However, they had also lost family.
Immediately after they had sent out the last Phoenix Paper, the five of them left after their coup on the Ministry to deal with their fallen friends.
Mirai Wilson was cremated, matching their other fallen companion who was already ash. It was easy enough for Kaari to sneak into the back garden of the Wilson Manor, as he had done it once before. There, he watched as her ashes were picked up by the spring breeze and scattered through the grass and flowers. As long as Lenwin and Kiri stayed there, they would be close to her. Even if they didn’t know it. Lenwin would discover a piece of parchment jammed into the kitchen window, telling him of her passing in the line of duty. Her life was given so that many others would live.
Eleanor and Eme’s ashes were somewhat mixed and intertwined as they laid upon the Ministry floor. The Resistance combined them and after some discussion, they decided to take a trip to Pendle Hill together. Four hundred and two years after they were born, the twins finally returned home to rest.
The Resistance stood side by side and watched as the ashes blew up into the slowly darkening sky as the sun set over Pendle Hill. After a while, they all said their goodbyes and parted ways. Not forever, of course. They would always be friends.
It was now only a few short days later and they had reunited once again to have one last drink for the ones that they had lost. It was then that Devon stood up.
“To Mirai and Eleanor,” she signed before hoisting her tankard up high.
“To the Resistance,” Kaari added after translating for Devon.
The others stood up and joined her in her toast, their glasses lifting high into the air. They were surprised when their voices were joined with many others, echoing out around the entire tavern, their glasses raised in solemn recognition.
“To the Resistance!”
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#the phoenix resistance#tpr#devon marlowe#kaari arcano#henry mcclarnon#mina pendleton#eloise yaxley#kingsley shacklebolt#eleanor amaranthine#mirai wilson#ellie hopper#artemis hexley#ava campbell
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The Phoenix Resistance || It all ends on May 2nd..
Just two days left before the Phoenix Resistance fic comes to an end! The finale kicks off tomorrow with @the-al-chemist and Artemis’s birthday!
The finale will be five parts releasing from May 1st to the 2nd. It’s considered to be the end, however stick around as the characters epilogues will be released slowly all throughout May. They are separate as they will all likely have big timeskips into the future and aren’t bound to the fics real life time publishing.
For all those who’ve stuck around with us the last 9 months, THANK YOU!! If you haven’t yet checked it out, now is a great time to binge Book 1 and Book 2 (which the Masterpost can be found at @phoenixresistance). It has been a work of love and I’m very proud of it, just giving the Masterpost a share would mean everything! This is also a shout out to all those who’ve contributed: @the-al-chemist, @lifeofkaze, @thatravenpuffwitch, @ellie-e-marcovitz I LOVE YOU GUYS 💕
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#harry potter hogwarts mystery#the phoenix resistance#tpr#phoenix resistance fic#devon marlowe#henry mcclarnon#kaari arcano#artemis hexley#ava campbell#mina pendleton#eleanor amaranthine#mirai wilson#ellie marcovitz#ellie hopper
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Henry Standing Bear x Mathias Clark
#henry longmire#henry standing bear#mathias longmire#chief mathias#officer mathias#mathias clark#mathias#henry x mathias#mathias x henry#longmire edit#longmire moodboard#longmire aesthetic#longmire#my faves#zahn mcclarnon#lou diamond phillips#my edits
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mws for velvet glove?
hello and thank you for your question !!
like with the other question about mwf, we want to stress that we are more interested in seeing how potential applicants interpret the skeletons than casting them ourselves and we don't want anyone to feel limited or forced to pick from our list. so, please regard this as more of a suggestions of fcs that fit the vibe rather than a true mwf list !
for [𝑉𝐸𝐿𝑉𝐸𝑇 𝐺𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸], we're envisioning someone who put all their stats into charisma, haha ! someone suave and/or affable, who excels in social interactions, but they can have a little bit of an edge to them. here are some faces with resources we think could work !
aldis hodge, alicia johnson, brian michael smith, brian tyree henry, charles michael davis, daniel henney, dewanda wise, jamie chung, jay ellis, jesse williams, lashana lynch, lauren london, mike colter, nathalie kelley, naomie harris, sam adegoke, sendhil ramamurthy, seo ji hye, sinqua walls, tuba buyukustun, tiya sircar, uhm tae-goo, vincent rodriguez iii, wagner moura, wakeema hollis, zahn mcclarnon, zhang ziyi
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mw bipoc?
some faces that come to mind are ayo edebiri, janelle monáe, yandeh sallah, nicole byer, jonathan daviss, jaz sinclair, tati gabrielle, lovie simone, anna diop, d’pharaoh woon-a-tai, forrest goodluck, mj rodriguez, brett gray, t'nia miller, carlacia grant, madison bailey, alaqua cox, sivan alyra rose, amber midthunder, devery jacobs, kehlani, kiowa goron, madeleine madden, adut akech, morgan holmstrom, star slade, yalitza aparicio, khadijha red thunder, auli'i cravalho, yara shahidi, quannah chasinghorse, martin sensmeier, kali reis, anna lambe, savannah smith, zahn mcclarnon, sofia jamora, alex aiono, lindsay watson, joshua odjick, thomas weatherall, drew ray tanner, laura kariuki, alisha boe, daniel kaluuya, maisie richardson-sellers, john boyega, alycia pascual-peña, chandler kinney, angela bassett, ashley moore, amber riley, dichen lachman, henry golding, coco jones, brenda song, tika sumpter, sophie wilde, tahirah sharif, and keke palmer.
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good morning! thanks to everyone who made our opening day such a success. we’re so proud of the muses and writers who have decided to join us here. that being said, today i’d like to prioritize fcs of color. so, below, you can find a list of some fcs we’d love to see here. why don’t you give them a look and perhaps, apply for one (or three) of them?
k. devery jacobs, kiowa gordon, d’pharaoh woon-a-tai, jessica matten, alex meraz, martin sensmeier, dakota beavers, amber midthunder, zahn mcclarnon, grace dove, shamier anderson, aldis hodge, aja naomi king, kofi siroboe, riz ahmed, aisha hart, laith ashley, zion moreno, savannah lee smith, lucy liu, maggie q, elodie yung, jordan gonzalez, harvey guillen, michael trevino, lindsey morgan, benedict wong, don lee, brian tyree henry, danny ramirez, brandon perea, daniel wu, daniel sunjata, aramis knight, hiroyuki sanada, nonso anozie, raymond ablack, conrad ricamora, iko uwais, joe taslim, arifin putra, mahesh jadu, rahul kohli, sachin bhatt, uktarsh ambudkar, kristen kreuk, joel kim booster, chella man, brian michael smith, laverne cox, dominique jackson, cooper jackson, gabourey sidibe, and so many more.
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Hello lovely Cat! I was just wondering who are your current fave fcs 30+? If you can't think of any, maybe you could list the most underused fcs off your list, in your opinion? Please and thank you!
Non-binary:
Sara Ramirez (1975) Mexican, some Irish - non-binary (they/them).
Parisa Fitz Henley (1977) Afro-Jamaican - non-binary (they/them).
Ser Anzoategui (1979) Argentinian, Paraguayan - non-binary (they/them).
Janelle Monáe (1985) African-American - non-binary (she/they).
Mae Martin (1987) - non-binary (they/them).
Nico Tortorella (1988) - is nonbinary, polyamorous, and demisexual, (any pronouns).
Poppy Liu (1990) Chinese - non-binary (she/they).
Alex Newell (1992) African-American - non-binary (he/she/they).
Two-Spirit:
Kali Reis (1986) Wampanoag, Nipmuc, Cherokee, and Cape Verdean - Two-Spirt (she/her) and queer.
Women:
Angela Bassett (1958) African American.
Michelle Yeoh (1962) Hokkien and Cantonese Chinese.
Ming-Na Wen (1963) Macanese / Chinese Malaysian.
Christina Applegate (1971) - has multiple sclerosis.
Dominique Jackson (1975) Afro-Tobagonian - is trans.
Ursula Yovich (1977) Burarra and Serbian.
Michelle Buteau (1977) Haitian [African, some Lebanese] / French, Jamaican [African, Indian, possibly other].
Natasha Lyonne (1978) Ashkenazi Jewish.
Lauren Ridloff (1978) African-American / Mexican - deaf.
Daniella Alonso (1978) Peruvian of Quechua descent, Japanese / Puerto Rican.
Jaime King (1979) - has polycystic ovary syndrome.
Chrissy Metz (1980)
Jana Schmieding (1981) Miniconjou Lakota Sioux, Sicangu Oyate Lakota Sioux.
Dichen Lachman (1982) Nepalese Tibetan / German, English, some Scottish.
Lupita Nyong'o (1983) Mexican Luo Kenyan.
Savannah Welch (1984) - is a leg amputee.
T'Nia Miller (1985) Afro Jamaican - is a lesbian.
Nathalie Kelley (1985) Argentinian, Peruvian of Quechua descent, possibly other.
Monica Raymund (1986) Dominican / English, Ashkenazi Jewish - is bisexual.
Wunmi Mosaku (1986) Yoruba Nigerian.
Da'Vine Joy Randolph (1986) African-American.
Jurnee Smollett (1986) African-American, possibly other / Ashkenazi Jewish.
Roberta Colindrez (1986) Mexican - is queer.
May Calamawy (1986) Egyptian / Jordanian, Palestinian.
Michaela Coel (1987) Ghanaian - is aromantic.
Aidy Bryant (1987)
Anna Diop (1988) Senegalese.
Danielle Brooks (1989) African-American - has openly dated a woman in the past but has not labelled her sexuality.
Damaris Lewis (1990) Afro Kittian.
Tanaya Beatty (1991) Da’naxda’xw and Himalayan.
Nakkiah Lui (1991) Kamilaroi and Torres Strait Islander.
Sofia Black-D'Elia (1991) Ashkenazi Jewish / Italian.
Dai Si (1991) Uyghur.
Michaela Jaé Rodriguez (1991) ¾ African-American ¼ Puerto Rican - is trans.
Sofiya Cheyenne (1991) Taíno, Dominican, Syrian, Italian - has spondyloepiphyseal dysplasia congenita.
Dilraba Dilmurat (1992) Uyghur.
Men:
Eric Bogosian (1953) Armenian.
Michael J. Fox (1961) - has Parkinson's disease.
Esai Morales (1962) Puerto Rican.
Benjamin Bratt (1963) Peruvian of Quechua descent / German, English, Sudeten German.
Paterson Joseph (1964) Afro-Saint Lucian.
Zahn McClarnon (1966) Irish, Polish, Hunkpapa Lakota and Sihasapa Lakota.
Peter Dinklage (1969) - has achondroplasia.
Don Lee (1971) Korean.
Daniel Sunjata (1971) African-American / Irish, German.
Richard Armitage (1971) - is gay.
Adrian Holmes (1974) Afro Bajan.
Matthew Macfadyen (1974)
Nonso Anozie (1979) Igbo Nigerian.
Lee Pace (1979) - is queer.
JD Pardo (1980) Argentinian / Salvadorian.
Jesse Williams (1980) African-American, Seminole / Swedish - is autistic.
Mahesh Jadu (1982) Indo-Mauritian [Bihari, Gorakhpuri and Kashmiri].
Daveed Diggs (1982) African-American / Ashkenazi Jewish.
Brian Tyree Henry (1982) African-American.
Brian Michael Smith (1983) African-American - is trans.
Iko Uwais (1983) Betawi Indonesian.
Michael Malarkey (1983) Palestinian, Italian-Maltese / Irish, German.
Richard Cabral (1984) Mexican.
Clayton Cardenas (1985) Mexican and Filipino.
Alex Meraz (1985) Mexican of Purépecha descent.
Rahul Kohli (1985) Punjabi Indian.
Miguel Gomez (1985) Colombian.
Martin Sensmeier (1985) Tlingit, Koyukon, Eyak, Irish, and German.
Cooper Andrews (1985) Samoan / Hungarian Jewish.
Ryan O'Connell (1986) - is gay and has cerebral palsy.
Uraz Kaygılaroğlu (1987) Turkish.
Laith Ashley (1989) Afro Dominican - is trans and asexual.
Nyle DiMarco (1989) - is deaf and sexually fluid.
Harvey Guillén (1990) Mexican - is queer.
Dev Patel (1990) Gujarati Indian.
Eric Graise (1990) African-American - is a double-leg amputee.
Kiowa Gordon (1990) Hualapai, English, Scottish, Danish, Manx.
John Boyega (1992) Yoruba Nigerian.
Hey anon! Here are my faves who have resources at the time of posting and please let me know if you want more specific suggestions!
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what fcs would you like to see on the dash?
Oh, where does one begin? There are so many face claims we'd love to see on the dash but here are some suggestions;
da'vine joy randolph, savannah welch, brian michael smith, jack black, bree kish, jana schmeiding, cooper andrews, pedro pascal, brian tee henry, lauren ridloff, trevante rhodes, michael b jordan, tom ellis, keanu reeves, kelly marie tran, dewanda wise, zahn mcclarnon, sofia boutella, anna diop, laverne cox, michaela jae rodriguez, nico tortorella, jacob batalon, nikolaj coster-waldau, andy allo, angela bassett, harvey guillen, jason scott lee, hale appleman, aisha hinds, andy samberg, kiana madeira, devery jacobs & quintessa swindell all come to mind!! I could definitely go on longer, though.
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are muses over 45 welcome? mw fcs?
they are so very welcomed on the dash 'non ! I asked our fab members and here are some of the fcs they said they'd like to see !
MW OVER 45 -
aishwarya rai, idris elba, jessica chastain, john cho, katheryn winnick, madchen amick, keanu reeves, octavia spencer, gil birmingham, noomi rapace, pedro pascal, sandra oh, taika waititi, mahershala ali, candis cayne, luis guzman, gillian anderson, tantoo cardinal, angela bassett, santiago cabrera, ian harvie, daniel craig, zahn mcClarnon, jennifer coolidge, ernie dingo, henry ian cusick, benjamin bratt, reno owen, shohreh aghdashloo, timothy olyphant, danny trejo, salma hayek, ewan mcgregor, billy porter, danny pino, & so many more !
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Hello and welcome to my blog!
You can call me Erin (she/her). I’m in my 20s and live in the US. My main blog is @petite-potato.
Common Tags: my edits • my writing • my doodles
My Characters
Hogwarts Mystery / Golden Era
Ellie Hopper
Jacob ‘Jace’ Hopper
Henry McClarnon
Clary Walcott
Manon Walsh
Hogwarts Legacy / Fantastic Beasts Era
Adelia Selwyn
Estrid Soelberg
Gwendolyn Archeron
Seraphina Hopper
Fintan Hopper and Cecily Selwyn
Dexter Wood
Zella Cleary
Violet Selwyn-Ellison
Delaney and Imogen Hopper
Lugh Hopper
Magic Awakened / Modern Era
Noa March
Rylie Hopper-Lee
Patrick Hopper-Lee
Arabella Moreno
Leo Roserun-Hale
Miscellaneous Stuff
Demigod AU
Dungeons and Dragons AU
Gif Moodboards
Playlists
Quick Disclaimer: I do not support JKR. She sucks. My Hogwarts Legacy characters do not follow the plot of the game. Instead, they are simply wizards living in the Victorian/Edwardian era. The same rules apply to my Magic Awakened characters (except they’re modern era/ fankids).
#masterlist#ellie hopper#jacob hopper#henry mcclarnon#clary walcott#manon walsh#adelia selwyn#estrid soelberg#gwen archeron#seraphina hopper#fintan hopper#cecily selwyn#zella cleary#violet selwyn ellison#lugh hopper#noa march#rylie hopper lee#patrick hopper lee
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The Phoenix Resistance Book 2 Chapter 24
Mayday
A/N: it’s not the happiest of birthday stories for Artemis, but as least she’s got herself a party… Warnings: mentions of alcohol, war, and death. Kaari Arcano, Devon Marlowe, Mirai Wilson and Eleanor Amaranthine belong to @kathrynalicemc, Mina Pendleton and Ava Campbell belong to @lifeofkaze, and Ellie Hopper and Henry McClarnon belong to @thatravenpuffwitch. Chapter written as part of the @phoenixresistance project.
Shell Cottage,Tinworth, Cornwall, England - 1st May 1998, 9.30pm
Though Artemis had not really wanted a birthday party, she was grateful to be reunited with so many people she cared about after the events of the previous few months. There had been several times - the majority of the time, in fact - where she had thought that she might never see Rosmerta, Kingsley, Tonks, Bill, or any of Bill’s family again, but here she was, and here they were - or, at least, some of them were.
Rosmerta hadn’t been able to stay at the surprise party for long, concerned that her absence from the Three Broomsticks might raise suspicions among the Death Eaters, Tonks and Remus had left early to return to their new baby, and Mr and Mrs Weasley had taken Ginny and her somewhat peculiar friend back to Bill’s Aunt Muriel’s as soon as Fred had pulled a bottle of tequila from the lining of his jacket.
Now, it was just Artemis, Kingsley, Bill, Fleur, and the twins, and though the guests were small in number, Bill and Fleur’s cottage was nonetheless filled with noise and sound, the twins noisily dealing out a pack of cards and pouring out shot glasses full of clear liquid under Fleur’s sceptical eye whilst Bill and Kingsley chatted by the gramophone, still playing the records Kingsley had brought over from Artemis’ old house.
Bill left the scene after there was a knock at the door, and returned into the living room with more guests.
“I heard there was a party,” said a voice with a now all-too-familiar Norwegian accent, and Bill stepped aside to reveal the grinning face of Kaari Arcano. “I hope you don’t mind my bringing friends.”
“Not at all, Arcano,” George Weasley called out, not even looking up from the playing cards. “We’re just about to really get this party started.”
Kaari led his friends into the room, a collection of witches and wizards who Artemis recognised from her time in Skalafell: they were the Phoenix Resistance. There was Devon, the leader of the resistance, and her partner Henry, a curse-breaker who Artemis had worked with in Egypt five years previously. Then there was Eleanor, the petite blonde woman Artemis had helped to rescue from Azkaban back in December; Mirai, the Healer Artemis had met for the first time in Norway; and a blonde girl Artemis had known from school - Mina, Kaari introduced her as - but had until now not realised was a part of the resistance at all. Bringing up the rear was Ellie Hopper, who smiled shyly at Artemis before hugging her.
“How is-”
“He’s okay,” Ellie whispered. “Thank you for asking.”
Ellie left to greet Kingsley, leaving Artemis with Kaari.
“It’s good to see you… alive,” Kaari smirked. “We thought that curiosity might really have killed the cat.”
“Just as well cats have nine lives,” replied Artemis. “Any word from Ava?”
“Mina is Ava’s cousin. She received a blank postcard from Bucharest a couple of weeks ago.”
Artemis nodded. At least Ava seemed to have gotten herself to safety. There was one more thing playing on her mind, however.
“Kaari,” she said, quieter than before. “You heard how I escaped, right?”
“Why do I feel like you aren’t about to thank me for the knife I gave you at Yuletide?”
“So you do know, then.”
“I do, yes,” Kaari nodded. “Good job I gave you that knife. Even better job I taught you how to use it.”
“Do you know who he was? The wizard?”
Kaari frowned. “He was a Death-Eater.”
“I know, but his name…”
“Briarwood. Cain Briarwood. Nasty piece of work. We destroyed his potions shop a few months ago. Now, what is it you English call it? A good riddance?”
Artemis swallowed.
“Yeah,” she said, though she wasn’t sure how much she agreed. A life was still a life, wasn’t it? “A good riddance.”
“Now, what’s this?” the deep, melodious voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt reverberated across the living room, and Artemis turned to see him cocking a single eyebrow at the Weasley twins, who had stopped pouring drinks and were conducting what looked like a furtive and fairly serious conversation. “I hope you two aren’t plotting anything with those cards.”
“We aren’t,” said George, his face grim. “It’s these.”
Both he and Fred held out a Galleon each. Artemis frowned, not really sure of their significance.
“We had them made when we were in Dumbledore’s Army at school. All of us had them,” Fred explained. “Whenever a new meeting was arranged, they’d burn hot and the date and time of the meeting would show on the coin.”
“They’ve just burned for the first time since we left school.”
Kingsley nodded his head, his own expression sombre. “And when are you being called to a meeting?”
“Now.”
“Turn off the gramophone. Put the radio on.”
Bill immediately did as Kingsley instructed, and fiddled with the dials of the wireless until it played a single voice, frantic and breathless:
“Lightning has struck! I repeat, lightning has struck!”
The room fell silent.
“What does that mean?” Artemis asked quietly, though her heart sank as if she already knew the answer.
“It means that Harry Potter is at Hogwarts. It means that it’s starting. The battle,” said Kingsley. He took a breath, and when he spoke again, his voice was loud and authoritative. “Fred and George, you go to your family, make sure they know, then find this army of yours and get them to wherever it is we need to go. Bill and Fleur, get the word out to our allies overseas. Ellie, you and I will alert the rest of the Order. Devon, make sure the resistance is ready. We are going to need all the help we can get.”
The silence gave way to a cacophony of sound and movement, of patronuses being cast, and plans being made, and the loud cracks of Fred and George Weasley apparating away to find the rest of the Weasleys.
As she watched the surge of action around her, Artemis felt a strange dizzy sensation settle over her, and she slipped out into the garden outside, where the air was cooler and the sound of the waves could be heard lapping against the shore. It was time to fight, to bring about an end, one way or another. At least she would get to see the sea one more time before she set off towards her uncertain future.
“Artemis?”
She looked over her shoulder and saw Kaari Arcano standing behind her, wand already in hand. He grinned.
“So, this is it, huh?” he asked, and Artemis hummed in response. “So, Devon has come up with a plan.”
“What’s that?”
“We are staging one last raid.”
Artemis wrinkled her nose. “Now?”
“Now.”
“But, the battle… You heard Kingsley, we need everyone that we’ve got!”
“Yes, but so will the other side. The Death Eaters will be at the battle, too.”
“So, you’re going to just rob their houses while they’re out?”
“Not their houses, no,” said Kaari. “We’re going to take back the Ministry of Magic.” Artemis stared at him incredulously, and he continued, “They took it over with a coup. We are going to do the same. Besides, the Ministry is full of evidence, it’s proof of the crimes the Death Eaters and their supporters have committed. If we win this fight at Hogwarts, you can bet that evidence will be destroyed. We won’t get justice.”
“I guess, but what if we don’t win?”
“Then we will give them a whole other fight when they get back,” Kaari told Artemis. “So, are you coming with us? You are one of us now, after all. Do you want to fight alongside your comrades?”
He raised his eyebrows at her expectantly, but Artemis shook her head.
“No,” she said definitely, casting a look at the window of the house, through which both Kingsley’s and Bill’s patronuses could be seen. “I want to fight alongside my family.”
If Kaari was disappointed, he didn’t show it. Instead, he merely withdrew his wand and extended his hand to Artemis.
“I can understand that,” he said, as Artemis took his proffered hand and shook it. “Until we meet again, Artemis Hexley.”
“Until we meet again, Kaari Arcano.”
With that, Kaari was gone, disapparating with a loud crack. A few moments later, the shadow of something large and winged flew through the sky over Artemis’ head. She waved to it, before taking a deep breath of the sea-salted air and steeling herself.
It really was time to get the party started.
#artemis hexley#hphm fic#golden era fic#harry potter fanfiction#the phoenix resistance#kaari arcano#ellie hopper#mina pendleton#Mirai Wilson#fred weasley#george weasley#bill weasley#kingsley shacklebolt
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The Phoenix Resistance Statistics
Today marks the one year anniversary of chapter 1 of the PR! To celebrate this, I have reread the entire fic and compiled some fun stats. Spoilers obviously. Also there could be a few errors in counting lol.
My Chapters: 24.5
@lifeofkaze Chapters: 11
@the-al-chemist Chapters: 9
@thatravenpuffwitch Chapters: 3.5
@ellie-e-marcovitz Chapters: 1
POV Chapters
Devon: 14
Artemis: 9
Ava: 7
Kaari: 5
Eloise: 5
Mina: 5
Henry: 3
Eleanor: 2
Ellie M: 1
Ellie H: 1
Mirai: 1
Aimee: 1
MISC
Number of Locations: 39
Total Character Deaths: 4
Elle Deaths: 6 (9 including dream deaths)
Eme Deaths: 3
Buildings Burnt: 4
Raids: 4
Tavern Chapters: 17
Eiffel Tower Portkey Uses: 5
Devon Headaches: 3
Devry Moments: 12
Kaari Flirts/winks/smirks: 21
Kaari Almost Stabbed by Women: 2
Nym Is Cute: 11
Ryoko Is Scary: 9
Lou Badass: 11
Corban Is A Bad Father: 6
Mina Scared Of Dragons: 6
Mention of Roses: 4
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#the phoenix resistance#tpr#devon marlowe#kaari arcano#artemis hexley#ava campbell#mina pendleton#henry mcclarnon#eleanor amaranthine
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Phoenix Resistance Reread & Writers BTS
Here we go kids! Every so often I’m going to do about 5 chapters where I reread them and explain some bts or talk about my fav moments etc. I’m only going to do the chapters I’ve written so I’ll be skipping chapters. Also I’ll be tagging this as #pr spoilers if you want to blacklist it if you haven’t read it yourself yet!
Chapter 1: The Wedding
Alright here it is, the first ever chapter. This chapter and the whole PR fic hinged on the fact that I got this idea to write the wedding in Devon’s pov on August 1st, which was the exact date it happened which gave me the idea to write a real life timeline fic. If I hadn’t had this idea on the exact date, this never would have happened.
First Thoughts: GOD this sucks. I have nine months experience in writing and I know I’ve gained skills because I absolutely hate the tenses I use. The first like 5-8ish chaps I always flip between past and present tense. Hate it, thanks.
Favorite moment: I love the part where Devon gets disoriented by all the panicked thoughts in her mind. There’s a few moments during the entire PR fic that I made sure to try to show just how much she can get mentally incapacitated when she’s in large crowds where she has trouble shutting out the voices of everyone.
BTS: There isn’t much here I can talk about being behind the scenes or like little hidden Easter eggs. However, one thing I wish I had included more in the fic I never got around to was Devon’s family. I don’t think they ever actually show up in person again oops.
Chapter 2: Picnic in Paris
It’s Henry’s birthday chapter!! This also worked well to drop some Devon backstory.
First Thoughts: This is short oof. Also can you tell that dialog is my weakness? I still suck at it but this is barely anything. However I do like that it’s a happy time right after the war started. It hasn’t gotten sad yet!
Favorite Moment: Hmmm I love the backstory of Devon’s old childhood home and the forest she used to play in. Anyone who has read her profile knows what happened there but even if you haven’t, you will find out close to the end of PR. I reference the forest a few times near the end.
BTS: I guess this fits into what I was just saying. If you didn’t know, Devon was playing pretend witch as a kid in the forest during the first war (because she’s a muggleborn and didn’t know magic was real), and a Death Eater killed an Auror in front of her and then attacked her cuz she was a witness. This caused her to have the lichtenberg scars and to lose her hearing.
Chapter 3: Wings & Wine
Here comes the boy!! This is when I found out that Kaari Arcano was only a year older than Devon and that they could have been friends at Hogwarts so obviously I could bring him in to help. Who wouldn’t want a dragon rider on their side? Also I had written this before I started PR and realized I could use it. I just fixed it up a bit.
First Thoughts: Even tho I use present tense here when the rest of the PR is later in past tense, I still really love this chapter. I’m proud of it and it’s longer than the others.
Fav Moment: Obviously it’s Kaari’s personality and Ryoko and Nym being cute. They are all my best bois ok.
BTS: Ok this chapter does have some bts I can talk about. The secret of the Gadea wine. I was going to explain it in a future chapter but never got around to it. Basically the coded intel Devon receives is written on the inside of the wine bottle label of a random bottle in a shipment. This whole fic idea of smuggling intel was inspired by a Star Trek Voyager episode. Basically I never talked about it again because I couldn’t think of what Emily Gadea would be sending to Devon as she lived in Spain away from the war oof.
Chapter 5: Back To Hogwarts
I debated for a long time if I was going to write this. I knew I didn’t want to write two entire storylines because I could barely write one. I fully wasn’t going to keep writing the Hogwarts students POV but I decided to do a one off chapter because why not.
First Thoughts: This honestly isn’t a bad chapter. Again I wish I could have done more chapters of them being rebellious at school but I would have died if I did both.
Fav Moment: I love writing absolutely feral Aimee. It was really fun. However writing canon characters terrified me (which is why barely any canon characters are in PR). I also really loved taking the canon scene from the movie and expanding it hehe.
BTS: Don’t have much for bts. I guess this is when the Phoenix paper was brought up and introduced the concept.
Chapter 6: The Spy
ENTER GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSS ELOISE YAXLEY! Love this one a lot.
First Thoughts: I loooove this one. Basically any chapter with Lou is my fav, even tho she’s so hard to write as I am not nearly as clever or cunning as she is.
Fav Moments: I love how this chapter introduces and sets up Eloise even if you haven’t read her profile or know her as one of my OCs. I also really love her symbolism with roses. They are in almost every chapter she’s in. My other fav thing is that this is a good way to show the canon HP events playing in the background but PR never really interacts with it as this is its own story.
BTS: The roses as Eloise’s method of delivering codes is really fun and kinda sad. I made sure that almost everyone in PR who sends Devon intel has a different means of hiding it. Kingsley later on uses bread.
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#harry potter hogwarts mystery#the phoenix resistance#pr spoilers#tpr#tpr fic#devon marlowe#henry mcclarnon#kaari arcano#eloise yaxley
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The Phoenix Resistance- Book 2, Chapter 26
From the Rubble
A/N: This chapter was written as part of the @phoenixresistance project. Kaari Arcano, Devon Marlowe, Lou Yaxley, Mirai Wilson and Eleanor Amaranthine (everyone except Kaari only in mention) belong to @kathrynalicemc. Henry McClarnon (in mention) belongs to @thatravenpuffwitch. A thousand thanks and hugs to @samshogwarts for helping me with the amazing header picture. Love youuuu 💛
Ministry of Magic, London - 2nd May 1998, 3.05 am
After Devon had explained her plan to them, the members of the Phoenix Resistance split into three groups to cover more terrain. Devon, Henry and Lou - a Death Eater spy Mina hadn’t known before - went to search the Auror offices while Mina and Kaari were assigned the offices of the Muggle-Born Registration Commission. Mirai and Eleanor were staying in the atrium to keep watch.
Like with the rest of the Ministry, the hallways and most of the offices were deserted. Mina and Kaari were searching quickly and efficiently, but due to the sheer number of documents the Death Eaters had compiled it took them several hours to progress.
The few witches and wizards they did encounter they quickly took care of; not sparing the magically muffled and bound men and women another glance, Mina had no qualms in stepping over them and breaking open their filing cabinets. Kaari watched her get to work in stunned silence. Noticing his eyes on her back, Mina glanced up from the documents she was rifling through.
“What?”
A smug grin broke on Kaari’s face as he shook his head and reclined in the armchair he was lounging in. “Nothing.”
Mina turned and stemmed her hands into her hips. “What is it?”
“If someone had told you a month ago that you’d be breaking into the Ministry of Magic and taking out one Death Eater after the other to cold-bloodedly steal their secrets you'd have gotten hysterical. Now look at you. Who would have thought you’d be so ruthless?”
Instead of answering him, Mina rolled her eyes and continued looking through the cabinet. Kaari joined her a moment later.
“I mean it,” he continued in a conversational tone while using the tip of his dagger to pry another drawer open. “If I’m completely honest, I didn’t think you’d have it in you to fight. That was the only reason I promised Ava to look after you, because I didn’t think you’d make it.” Another sideways glance, another smirk. “But if you continue like this, you’ll be looking out for me before long.”
“Am I not already?” Mina muttered, but a moment later, she turned serious. “Ava was right, both of you were. It was time to wake up.”
Kaari looked at her curiously. “If you had the chance to go back and forget about everything… would you?”
“What kind of question is this?”
Kaari shrugged. “A good one.”
Mina thought about it for a moment. There were potions and spells to erase memories. A few weeks ago, she wouldn’t have needed to think twice to answer Kaari’s question. And she didn’t need to think twice about her answer now. She shook her head.
“No, I wouldn’t.”
“Good,” Kaari laughed and nudged her in the side with his elbow. He used a little too much force and Mina almost staggered away from the cabinet. “I like you much better as a ruthless rebel than as a picky potions girl. See, even Nym agrees.”
Like so often, the small dragon had wiggled free of Kaari’s pocket and was flapping around the office. He made to land on Mina’s head, but she ducked out of his way, making him collide with Kaari’s face instead.
“That feeling is not mutual,” she said flatly, but had to suppress a grin at the muffled sounds Kaari was making.
“Still scared?” Kaari asked, plucking Nym off his face and holding the miniature dragon out to her. Mina grimaced and took a step back.
“No, I just don’t want dragon slobber all over my face.”
“And for a minute I thought you’d removed the broomstick from your butt,” Kaari laughed and ducked as Mina threw a file after him.
They were still bickering when they left the office again and continued on their way. Eventually, both of them fell silent. Something seemed to have changed; with every step along the increasingly dark hallway, Mina felt the tension inside her growing. Where before she had been able to see the end of the corridor opening into a wider space, now all she could see in the flickering lights was darkness. It had grown colder as well, and Mina shivered inadvertently.
“Something’s wrong,” she muttered, her breath showing as a cloud in front of her face. “Maybe we should turn back.”
“So much for not being scared,” Kaari replied but he was lacking his usual carefree tone. “But maybe we should. This doesn’t feel right.”
Now feeling cold to the bone, they stopped and turned around to walk back the way they had come. Mina had never in her life been so cold before, but what she saw at the end of the hallway was making her blood freeze.
Back at the beginning of the corridor, where no light was reaching anymore, the shadows seemed to be moving. A churning sea of dark shapes was advancing on them and every second the air was growing colder, and the despair inside Mina’s heart bigger. Next to Mina, Kaari cursed underneath his breath.
“Dementors,” he snarled and now Mina could see them too - hooded figures emerging from the dark, the hems of their tattered robes barely touching the ground. They were gliding in their direction, along with a thin layer of ice spreading on the walls and floor. The air was so cold that it hurt as Mina inhaled sharply.
Kaari drew his wand and pointed it in the direction of the Dementors. “Expecto Patronum!”
From his wand burst a brilliant silver light. It formed into the small, lithe shape of a polecat and Mina instantly felt a little of the cold weight that was compressing her heart lighten. The polecat sped off into the direction of the Dementors, and the warm feeling subsided, but the Dementors paused as the silver animal crouched in front of them, its glowing tail raised in warning.
Kaari and Mina turned and ran, away from the Dementors and into the darkness up ahead. As the distance between themselves and Kaari’s polecat Patronus increased, its silver light grew weaker and, one after the other, the Dementors began to slip past it.
Kaari cursed and cast a second Patronus spell over his shoulder. The polecat reappeared and bounded towards the Dementors. Mina could already hear their rattling breaths, the only sound aside from their own ragged breathing and slapping footsteps on the floor.
Mina wished she could do something to help Kaari fight off the Dementors, but she wasn’t able to produce a corporeal Patronus. It would take more than a cloud of mist to keep them contained. An idea struck her; if she couldn’t contain them magically, maybe she could do so physically.
Mina drew her wand and, mid-running, pointed it over her shoulder and above. A jet of light burst from it and hit the ceiling, lighting up the heaving sea of billowing robes and skeletal hands rushing towards them. Losing no time, Mina shot a few more spells towards different parts of the walls. For a moment, she was afraid that it hadn’t worked; then, a deep rumble went through the corridor, making the ground beneath their feet tremble.
“Kaari, run!” Mina screamed and sped up.
The first parts of the ceiling were caving in, quickly followed by big chunks of the walls tumbling to the floor. The falling rubble seemed to follow them as they sprinted towards the open space at the end of the hallway. Mina couldn’t see it through the darkness but she hoped it wasn’t too far away anymore; the walls were coming down quicker than she had anticipated and while they would keep the Dementors at bay, that wouldn’t help them much if they got buried beneath the falling stones.
Mina was quickly running out of breath and her sides were stinging painfully. Kaari had overtaken her and her own spell was threatening to do the same - instead of behind her, the debris was now raining down around her. Mina was dodging the rubble as best as she could but with only their wands to light the way, she didn’t see the big chunk of ceiling on the floor.
She stumbled, the light of her wand dancing over the broken walls in erratic motions, but before she hit the ground, she felt Kaari’s hand closing around her arm. He pulled her to the side and only a second later, a big part of a decorative pillar hit the ground in the exact spot Mina had been in a moment before.
Kaari didn’t let go of her, half pushing, half dragging her along with him. When Mina thought she couldn’t possibly take another step and the glowing tips of their wands began to stretch and warp in front of her eyes, the two of them stumbled through the archway and into the open space beyond. The rumbling of the collapsing corridor stopped and Mina and Kaari sank to the ground, covered in dust and gasping for breath.
“So much… for… looking out for… yourself,” Kaari panted, gulping down air between words. “You’re still… the damsel in… distress.”
“Shut… up,” Mina said weakly, still as out of breath as Kaari was. “Just make… some light.”
Taking another moment to recover, Kaari conjured a big ball of light to illuminate the room. Coming to her feet, Mina cast a look around. The room was round and seemed to be some sort of atrium. Several archways like the one they had stumbled through were branching off from it. All of them were lying in darkness.
Her eyes wandered towards the corridor they had come through. It had completely collapsed and filled the archway with broken pieces of rubble. The wall above the archway had cracked as well, the fissures spreading up and further into the room. Dipping her head back, Mina followed them with her eyes. They continued into the centre of the ceiling, where a big, golden M was inlaid into the stone. It was split right in the middle and Mina quickly moved out from underneath it.
Kaari had gone to look at what seemed to be a floorplan stuck to the wall. Wiggling out of his coat pocket, Nym flew after Mina as she went to take a look around the room herself. The ball of light Kaari had conjured made Nym’s shadow appear gigantic but after escaping an army of Dementors, Mina wasn’t too fazed by the thought of it.
“I wouldn’t have crumbled on your floor had I known you could do that,” Kaari called over to Mina after glancing at the blocked archway.
Despite herself, the corners of her mouth twitched. “Consider yourself warned.” She cast a wary look at the other passages. “Where are we going now?”
Kaari shrugged. “Let’s just pick one.”
Mina was about to tell him why she thought that might have been the worst idea he’d ever had, when somewhere in the distance a sound like an explosion could be heard. She turned to Kaari, who was suddenly looking worried.
Before either of them had the chance to say anything, however, the ground beneath Mina’s feet began to shake. She stumbled and came crashing to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through her knees as they made contact with the floor. She held her breath as another sound could be heard, lighter, sharper, and distinctly nearer.
Her eyes flew to the golden M, which was now right above her head. To her horror she saw the cracks were widening. Fine dust and small pieces of stone were coming loose and raining down on her head. The explosion had made the already fragile static of the room give way and it had begun to collapse.
“Mina! Nym! Come here!” Kaari, who had taken shelter beneath the nearest archway, called out. Mina needn’t be told twice; scrambling to her feet, she hurried in Kaari’s direction.
She had almost made it when a big chunk of the ceiling came crashing down in the middle of the room. It almost hit Nym, who was doing his best to follow Mina as quickly as he could. Kaari put two fingers to his mouth and whistled sharply, spurring the tiny dragon on, but Nym still had more than half of the room to cross. As he reached the centre of the atrium, the golden M split apart and the pieces of stone and inlaid gold began to fall.
Kaari cried out and made to run back into the collapsing room but Mina was quicker. She dashed forward and sprinted across the atrium. She extended her hand towards Nym, who came rushing towards her with a frightened, high-pitched sound, and then, with another rumble, the world went black.
When the dust had settled, Kaari emerged from the archway. He coughed as his eyes frantically swept the ruins, looking for any sign of Mina or Nym. His eyes fell on the giant heap of rubble in the centre of the room and he hastened over to it as quickly as he could.
“Mina? Nym?”
His voice was hoarse from coughing and the dust was making his eyes water. He circled the debris once, twice, but saw no sign of either of his friends. Fighting down the panic rising in his chest, Kaari frantically started digging, flinging pieces of stone aside until his hands were bleeding, his wand lying forgotten on the shattered floor.
After moving a particularly big stone with some considerable effort, he finally caught a glimpse of Mina’s pale blonde hair, now covered in dust and blood. Quickly moving the rest of the rubble aside, he knelt down beside her. Her body was curled to a ball and her eyes closed; the light was too dim to see if she was still breathing.
With a bitter taste in his mouth, Kaari bent down until his face was close to Mina’s; he shuddered with relief as he felt her breath against his cheek. It was weak but it was there. He laid his hand against the side of her face and patted it several times.
“Come on, princess,” he muttered, “it’s time to wake up.”
After putting maybe a little too much force behind it, a familiar frown appeared on Mina’s face and her eyes fluttered open.
“Hit me in the face one more time and I promise you’ll regret it.”
Her voice was shaky and her face pale beneath the grime and blood oozing from a wound on her temple, but Kaari had never been so glad to see her glaring at him.
“You did choose an awful place to have a nap,” he joked to mask the constricted feeling in his throat and helped Mina into a sitting position. He cast a look around for any sign of Nym, but when he saw nothing, Kaari’s heart sank. Mina had been right next to him when the ceiling had come down. He had to be here somewhere. He had to be.
Kaari turned back to the rubble and started digging again. With every stone he turned and every crack he shone the light of his wand into his despair grew, but there was still no sign of Nym to be seen.
“Kaari,” Mina said quietly but Kaari wasn’t listening. He was still searching, fighting the panic. He would find Nym any moment, unscathed and unhurt, lolling his tongue and making funny little noises.
“Kaari,” Mina said again, more urgent this time.
When he didn’t turn around, she raised her voice. “Kaari!”
A coughing fit immediately followed suit, but at least, Kaari had noticed her now. He turned to her, his face ashen.
“He’s not here,” he said with a choked voice, and Mina thought there might be tears shining in his eyes. “Why is he not here?”
“Kaari, it’s alright…”
“No, it’s not! I need to find him!”
“Nym is fine, trust me. See?”
With that, Mina carefully opened her hands, which up to this point she had kept cradled against her chest. There, sitting in the palm of her hands, looking battered and scared but otherwise unharmed, was Nym.
With a sound close to a sob Kaari rushed in and gently took the tiny dragon from Mina’s hands, cradling him against his own chest now and mumbling something in Norwegian that was so soft that Mina couldn’t understand it. But she didn’t need to; the look on Kaari’s face as he drew her into a crushing embrace was saying more than words in any language ever could.
“Thank you,” he muttered against her hair, his voice shaking with gratitude. “You saved Nym’s life. How can I ever thank you ?”
“How about not choking me?” Mina managed to rasp out. Kaari’s hold on her was tight and made her ribs hurt so badly that she thought he would break them if he didn’t let go.
“Yeah, sure. Sorry,” Kaari muttered and quickly let go of her. He looked a little flustered as he gently let Nym slide into his pocket, where, for once, the tiny dragon curled up and stayed firmly put.
“Don’t worry,” Mina replied and grimaced as she put her hand to her temple and it came away red with her own blood, “I’d say we’re even now.”
“We are,” Kaari confirmed. Coming back to his senses, he took a closer look at Mina’s head wound, bending her head to the side to see it better. The movement was making her dizzy but the feeling quickly subsided when Kaari put the sleeve of his dusty coat over his hand and brought it to her head again. Even though she had to concentrate, Mina hurried to take a step back.
“What in Godric’s name are you doing?”
“Cleaning the wound. You look like the Bloody Baron’s little sister.”
“You’re not cleaning anything - let alone my face - and especially not with that sleeve of yours.”
“What’s wrong with my sleeve?”
“It’s covered in dirt!”
“So?”
“Do you want to kill me?”
“You’re doing a great job on that front on your own, princess.”
Mina snorted. “There’s running into a collapsing room and there’s begging for a sepsis. Go away with that,” she added threateningly when Kaari tried to wipe her blood away a second time. He rolled his eyes.
“And there was me thinking you had changed.”
“As if you’d want it any other way.”
A grin had appeared on both of their faces as they looked at each other. After another moment, Kaari audibly cleared his throat.
“Right, enough of the sentimentalities. Let’s find a way out of here and get back to the others. They need to know about the Dementors.”
He set off in the direction of a random archway, but stopped when he realised Mina was walking into a different direction. “Where are you going?”
Mina pointed at an askew hanging sign indicating there was a bathroom down the hallway she was aiming for. “Getting myself cleaned up. I’m not overthrowing a government looking like I crawled out of a Red Cap’s hole.”
Staring after her in disbelief, all Kaari could do was shake his head.
“Can you believe her?” he muttered to Nym, who had poked his head out of Kaari’s pocket again. “She needs to sort out her priorities.”
Mina pointed at an askew hanging sign indicating there was a bathroom down the hallway she was aiming for. “Getting myself cleaned up. I’m not overthrowing a government looking like I crawled out of a Red Cap’s hole.”
Staring after her in disbelief, all Kaari could do was shake his head.
“Can you believe her?” he muttered to Nym, who had poked his head out of Kaari’s pocket again. “She needs to sort out her priorities.”
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