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𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆  𝐿𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺  𝑆𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑀 ,  this  tidal  wave .  this  hurricane ,  i’m  not  afraid .  come  on ,  come  on ,  no  one  can  see  me  cry !!  

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"The Picture of Dorian Gray" sentence starters

❝ There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about. ❞

❝ The ugly and the stupid have the best of it in this world. ❞

❝ We shall all suffer for what the gods have given us, suffer terribly. ❞

❝ I have grown to love secrecy. ❞

❝ Your cynicism is simply a pose. ❞

❝ You know we poor artists have to show ourselves in society from time to time, just to remind the public that we are not savages. ❞

❝ Conscience and cowardice are really the same things. ❞

❝ I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects. ❞

❝ A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies. ❞

❝ Is that very vain of me? I think it is rather vain. ❞

❝ None of us can stand other people having the same faults as ourselves. ❞

❝ I like persons better than principles, and I like persons with no principles better than anything else in the world. ❞

❝ There is nothing that art cannot express. ❞

❝ The harmony of soul and body—how much that is! We in our madness have separated the two, and have invented a realism that is vulgar, an ideality that is void. ❞

❝ My heart shall never be put under their microscope. ❞

❝ It is only the intellectually lost who ever argue. ❞

❝ I feel that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer’s day.” ❞

❝ In the wild struggle for existence, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place. ❞

❝ Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the faithless who know love’s tragedies. ❞

❝ People are afraid of themselves, nowadays. ❞

❝ Courage has gone out of our race. Perhaps we never really had it. ❞

❝ Every impulse that we strive to strangle broods in the mind and poisons us. ❞

❝ The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. ❞

❝ Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul. ❞

❝ You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know. ❞

❝ Wherever you go, you charm the world. Will it always be so? ❞

❝ Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses. ❞

❝ Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to. ❞

❝ You like your art better than your friends. ❞

❝ I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die. ❞

❝ Young people, nowadays, imagine that money is everything. ❞

❝ Credit is the capital of a younger son, and one lives charmingly upon it. ❞

❝ Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic. ❞

❝ The way of paradoxes is the way of truth. ❞

❝ I can sympathize with everything except suffering. ❞

❝ Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world’s original sin. If the caveman had known how to laugh, history would have been different. ❞

❝ Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one’s mistakes. ❞

❝ You are quite delightful and dreadfully demoralizing. ❞

❝ I am always late on principle, the principle being that punctuality is the thief of time. ❞

❝ I adore it, but I am afraid of it. It makes me too romantic. ❞

❝ Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing. ❞

❝ Passion is the privilege of people who have nothing to do. ❞

❝ If I ever did a crime, I would come and confess it to you. You would understand me. ❞

❝ When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one’s self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance. ❞

❝ There is always something infinitely mean about other people’s tragedies. ❞

❝ I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. ❞

❝ People are very fond of giving away what they need most themselves. It is what I call the depth of generosity. ❞

❝ The only artists I have ever known who are personally delightful are bad artists. ❞

❝ It often happens that when we think we were experimenting on others we are really experimenting on ourselves. ❞

❝ Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them. ❞

❝ To be in love is to surpass one’s self. ❞

❝ Poor? What does that matter? When poverty creeps in at the door, love flies in through the window. ❞

❝ Our proverbs want rewriting. They were made in winter, and it is summer now; springtime for me, I think, a very dance of blossoms in blue skies. ❞

❝ I shudder at the thought of being free. ❞

❝ I know you would never harm anyone I love, would you? ❞

❝ Whenever a man does a thoroughly stupid thing, it is always from the noblest motives. ❞

❝ Of course, it is sudden—all really delightful things are. ❞

❝ The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror. ❞

❝ Unselfish people are colourless. They lack individuality. ❞

❝ You are much better than you pretend to be. ❞

❝ I cannot understand how anyone can wish to shame the thing he loves. ❞

❝ When we are happy, we are always good, but when we are good, we are not always happy. ❞

❝ The real tragedy of the poor is that they can afford nothing but self-denial. Beautiful sins, like beautiful things, are the privilege of the rich. ❞

❝ Being adored is a nuisance. ❞

❝ You are dreadful! I don’t know why I like you so much. ❞

❝ You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit. ❞

❝ Love is a more wonderful thing than art. ❞

❝ There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating—people who know absolutely everything, and people who know absolutely nothing. ❞

❝ The secret of remaining young is never to have an emotion that is unbecoming. ❞

❝ I knew nothing but shadows, and I thought them real. ❞

❝ You taught me what reality really is. ❞

❝ You used to stir my imagination. Now you don’t even stir my curiosity. ❞

❝ I have grown sick of shadows. ❞

❝ You don’t know what you were to me, once. ❞

❝ You have spoiled the romance of my life. ❞

❝ Without your art, you are nothing. ❞

❝ There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love. ❞

❝ There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves, we feel that no one else has a right to blame us. ❞

❝ I can’t bear the idea of my soul being hideous. ❞

❝ You cut life to pieces with your epigrams. ❞

❝ Things like that make a man fashionable in Paris. But in London people are so prejudiced. ❞

❝ One should never make one’s début with a scandal. One should reserve that to give an interest to one’s old age. ❞

❝ How extraordinarily dramatic life is! ❞

❝ I don’t think I am heartless. Do you? ❞

❝ The moment she touched actual life, she marred it, and it marred her. ❞

❝ Life has everything in store for you, ❞

❝ We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful. ❞

❝ If one doesn’t talk about a thing, it has never happened. It is simply expression that gives reality to things. ❞

❝ You must not tell me about things. What is done is done. What is past is past. ❞

❝ I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them. ❞

❝ You talk as if you had no heart, no pity in you. ❞

❝ if I told you, you might like me less than you do, and you would certainly laugh at me. I could not bear your doing either of those two things. ❞

❝ Your friendship is dearer to me than any fame or reputation. ❞

❝ You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream. ❞

❝ Whatever I have done that is good, I owe to you. ❞

❝ There is something fatal about a portrait. It has a life of its own. ❞

❝ Perhaps one should never put one’s worship into words. ❞

❝ There seems to be something tragic in a friendship so colored by romance. ❞

❝ It has a corruption of its own, worse than the corruption of death itself—something that would breed horrors and yet would never die. ❞

❝ The past can always be annihilated. ❞

❝ How exquisite life had once been! How gorgeous in its pomp and decoration! Even to read of the luxury of the dead was wonderful. ❞

❝ Is insincerity such a terrible thing? I think not. It is merely a method by which we can multiply our personalities. ❞

❝ I am tired of myself tonight. I should like to be somebody else. ❞

❝ I love scandals about other people, but scandals about myself don’t interest me. They have not got the charm of novelty. ❞

❝ You don’t want people to talk of you as something vile and degraded. ❞

❝ You must not say things like that. They are horrible, and they don’t mean anything. ❞

❝ You have had more to do with my life than you think. ❞

❝ Each of us has heaven and hell in him. ❞

❝ Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms. ❞

❝ Keep your horrible secrets to yourself. They don’t interest me any more. ❞

❝ What is it to me what devil’s work you are up to? ❞

❝ I wish you had a thousandth part of the pity for me that I have for you. ❞

❝ The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes. ❞

❝ I am not at all surprised that the world says that you are extremely wicked. ❞

❝ It is perfectly monstrous, the way people go about nowadays saying things against one behind one’s back that are absolutely and entirely true. ❞

❝ Nowadays all the married men live like bachelors, and all the bachelors like married men. ❞

❝ Everybody I know says you are very wicked. ❞

❝ I like men who have a future and women who have a past. ❞

❝ Moderation is a fatal thing. Enough is as bad as a meal. More than enough is as good as a feast. ❞

❝ He atones for being occasionally somewhat overdressed by being always absolutely overeducated. He is a very modern type. ❞

❝ What do you want? Money? Here it is. Don’t ever talk to me again. ❞

❝ Each man lives his own life and pays his own price for living it. ❞

❝ The man who could call a spade a spade should be compelled to use one. It is the only thing he is fit for. ❞

❝ I think that it is better to be beautiful than to be good. But on the other hand, no one is more ready than I am to acknowledge that it is better to be good than to be ugly. ❞

❝ To be popular one must be a mediocrity. ❞

❝ We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible. ❞

❝ I wish I could love, but I seem to have lost the passion and forgotten the desire. ❞

❝ My own personality has become a burden to me. ❞

❝ Death is the only thing that ever terrifies me. ❞

❝ The world has always worshipped you. It always will worship you. ❞

❝ Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets. ❞

❝ The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame. That is all. ❞

❝ The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history. ❞

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nothing about my charity lives au is concrete because honestly i like how her death calls attention to the fact that draco is a fucking kid watching people die. it’s also kinda a cool freddy lounds moment with the silencing of alternative press. someone writes an article that death eaters don’t like and they disappear forever. 

all i know for absolute certainty in the verse where char lives and fights in the battle of hogwarts is that they never found alecto carrow’s remains.

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now  that  i  basically  have  everything  i  needed  to  get  done  all  done ,  like  this  shit  for  a  starter  from  your  local  grunge  enthusiast  /  muggle  studies  prof !!

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❝ Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world’s original sin. If the caveman had known how to laugh, history would have been different. ❞

❛    is  tha’  how  you’ll  be  explainin’  the  great  vulture  sittin’  on  your  hat ,  headmaster ?    ❜

she  sits  to  his  right ,  peering  around  a  startled  slytherin  boy  during  their  christmas  feast  that  is  worlds  more  close  than  she’s  used  to .  but  cracking  jokes  to  lighten  the  tension  seems  the  best  course  of  action . 

there’s  a  serial  murderer  on  the  loose  and  trelawney  — merlin  help  them  all —  has  come  down  from  her  tower .  they’re  in  dire  need  of  fun .  perched  on  charity’s  head  is  a  wide - brimmed ,  straw  bonnet  holding  an  array  of  folding  flowers  and  a  curious  family  of  stuffed  hamsters .  

❛    i  think  your  crackers  were  a  grand  idea ,  i  feel  more  chipper  already .    ❜

◜ @lamentedhope ◝      ⇾      the  picture  of  dorian  gray .

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me, over-analyzing things bc i love pain: kay but what if charity was married to a nice, muggle guy already by the time she’s abducted from her home in ‘97 and they killed him in front of her :))))

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◜ @maskforged· ◝      ⇾      severus .

         HE HARBORS A SILENT DISGUST   just as vicious as his colleague’s when it comes to the the pink tyrant.  but trial and error has long since taught him that he must bide his time before he picks a fight.  

so he keeps a firm hold of her wrist,  knowing the next move charity makes will only serve to backfire instead.  and certainly,  her life is worth a thousandfold more than umbridge,  who smiles coldly across from her with the false assumption that he’s taken her side.

the moment of fire does subside,  however,  ( much to severus’ relief. )   the last look he casts at umbridge is carefully concealed of any implications he’d want to share on a future occasion,  before he’s guiding charity away.  long after they’re out of earshot,  he lets go of her wrist,  austere gaze flitting her way.

❛    the temper you’ve just demonstrated was no better than a petulant student.  control yourself,  or you may find yourself in a worse fate than being permanently replaced.   ❜

❛    the  best  of  us  lose  our  temper  where  children  are  involved ,  severus . you  don’t  have  to  act  like  you’re  goin’  to  take  house  points .    ❜

she  glowers  up  at  him ,  her  head  tilt  looking  defiant  no  matter  how  willing  she  is  to  concede  her  own  embarrassment  with  her  behaviour . 

❛    haven’t  been  so  angry  since ---  since ---    ❜

charity  couldn’t  name  it  for  him .  there  were  students  of  hers  now  years ago  who’d  come  to  her  english  classes  with  fresh  bruises .  umbridge  reminds  her  of  the  parents ,  bold  as  brass  monkeys  telling  her  to  keep  her  nose  out  of  their  business . 

❛    care  to  tell  me  what  opportunity  you’re   waitin’  on ,  then ?  your  element  of  surprise  is  either  still  intact  or  you’ve  gone  truly  heartless  overnight .   ❜

her  smile  is  small ,  just  enough  for  him  to  realize  she  isn’t  serious .  charity  gives  him  the  benefit  of  the  doubt  as  she  returns  from  her  blinding  rage .  charity  would  thank  him  but  she  knows  best  of  all  how  to ---  by  never  making  it  his  business  to  keep  her  out  of  trouble  again .

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◜ @harmonae· ◝      ⇾      hufflepuff .

       the  entire  scene  was  a  mess,    and  helga  had  never  been  very  fond  of  those.    specially  between  students.      yes,  of  course,  sometimes  kids  got  hurt.  it  never  pleased  her,    though      /   and  if  the  woman  could,    would  most  certainly  avoid  any  kind  of  confrontation.      looking  at  it  now,    the  bruises  on  their  skins,    the  sudden  silent  covering  the  place,    the  entire  situation  was  rather  clear.   ❝  you  should  not  have  hurt  him,  charity.    but  not  responding  would  mean  you  consent  with  their  attitudes.    i  am  glad  you  do  not.  ❞      a  severe  &  warning,  yet  gentle  voice  announces,  in  a  low  tone.    she  speaks  louder,  however,  when  it  comes  to  the  boy.    turning  around,    hands  resting  upon  her  own  stomach,  helga  asserts   ❝    is  that  the  bravery  your  house  proudly  wears?    for  i  see  no  bravery  in  violence.  and  this  kind  of  behaviour  will  not  be  tolerated  in  these  corridors,  sir.      the  two  of  you,    come  with  me.    ❞  

shooting  a  nasty  look  at  the  boy  looking  proud  as  anything ,  charity  tries  to  forget  the  feeling  in  her  chest  that  gripped  her  as  she  grabbed  him  by  the  hair  and  shouted  for  him  to  take  it  back !! 

childish  of  her ,  perhaps .  she  goes  scarlet  as  her  hair ,  her  eyes  quickly  downcast  again .  she’s  never  heard  her  professor  sounding  so  stern ,  it’s  enough  to  scare  her . 

❛    not  about  bravery .    ❜

she  grumbles  and  wishes  she  hadn’t .  biting  her  hip  hard ,  charity  keeps back .  it’s  about  teachin’  that  even  a  nose  up  in  the  air  can  still  get  broken  if  they’re  not  mindful .  genuinely  terrified  of  what  hufflepuff  would have  to  say  to  that ,  charity  remains  silent  and  hurries  after  her .

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◜ @lamentedhope· ◝      ⇾      dumbledore .

hands folded on his desk, he listens, takes in her nervous expression and the letter she deposited on his desk, before smiling.

“ congratulations charity, being published is no easy task, though it is well deserved in your case. i look forward to reading it. ”  he continues to smile, though it dims into something more shrewd as he drops the letter, clasping his fingers together.

“ but?  what is it that concerns you?  if you doubt your worthiness, as is quite normal in situations such as this, don’t: you would not have been accepted if they did not like your writing.”    

❛    i ---  thank  you ,  sir ,  honestly ---  it’s  just  that ---    ❜ 

but  she  needn’t  trip  over  her  words .  he  asks  her  directly  the  issue ,  she’s  always  liked  that  about  him .  lulled  into  a  less  skittish  state ,  charity’s  wringing  hands  fall  twitching  to  her  sides . 

❛    my  writing ,  it’s ---  it  isn’t  tha’ ,  headmaster .  it’s  the  content  tha’  makes  me  a  bit  nervous ,  you  see .  it’s  less  objective  than  how  i  teach  my  classes .    ❜

oh ,  she  does  try  to  keep  intact  all  the  buzzing  phantasmagorical  elements  of  muggle ��life .  the  tedium  isn’t  lovely  for  its  quaintness ,  but  for  its  full  acceptance .  this ,  however ,  is  less  clinical . 

❛    my  defence  of  muggles’as  never  been  somethin’  i  feel  great  shame  for ,  but  i  can’t  help  but  worry  about  broadcasting  it  for  all  to  see .  even  now .  is  that  wrong  of  me ?    ❜

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i am still here i swear, this is just what i meant by low activity asdfg

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bouncing  back ��and  forth  between  charity  and  queenie  is  rlly  enlightening  for  me  about  what  kind  of  nice  char  is  overall. 

she’s  an  emotional  person ,  she’s  someone  who  likes  animated  people  and  values  kindness  in  others .  when  she  feels  something ,  you  know .  but  kindness  to  her  isn’t  support ,  at  least  not  entirely .  it’s  why  her  kindness  is  a  strong  drink  after  a  bad  day ,  an  arm  around  the  shoulder .  she  will  tell  people  what  their  problem  is  if  they  don’t  know .  and  then  she  will  help  them  resolve  it .

she  doesn’t  go  to  bed  angry  and  she  doesn’t  start  fights  unless  her  buttons  have  been  really  pushed .  she’s  fair  and  equal  to  everyone  because  people  are  not  completely  similar  nor  easily  read .  she’s  a  tough - love  type ,  someone  who’ll  stand  by  you  until  the  end  or  until  she’s  forced  to  walk  away  for  the  exhaustion .

char  has  a  lot  on  her  plate  at  any  given  time ,  she’s  shy  but  she’s  proud  and  protective  of  her  friends  once  she  knows  them .  her  kindness is  synonymous  with  her  strength .

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❛    if  i  could  have  a  word  with  you ,  professor ?  if  you  have  a  moment ?    ❜ 

she  hovers  in  the  doorway ,  wondering  if  she  looks  as  much  as  she  feels  like  a  skittish  third  year .  charity  doesn’t  wait ,  the  moment  she’s  told  to  step  inside  she  does .  on  his  desk  she  deposits  a  letter  addressed  from  the  prophet .

❛    i  mailed  an  essay  just  last  week ,  wonderin’  if  i’d  have  more  luck  gettin’ published  here  than  in  muggle  papers .  they’ve  accepted ,  they’re  askin’  for  more  and  i’ve  got  more  but ---    ❜

there  is  fear  behind  her  tone .  she’s  not  proud  of  it .

◜ @lamentedhope ◝      ⇾      sc .

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❛    nobody  told  me  t’do  it ,  an’  i  didn’t  have  to ,  i  know .    ❜

the  hufflepuff  girl  has  her  arms  folded  across  her  chest ,  glowering  at  the  ground  instead  of  her  head  of  house .  there’s  a  bruise  making  itself  known  on  her  cheek ,  and  charity  can’t  bring  herself  to  take  comfort  in  the  fact  that  the  gryffindor  boy  who  gave  it  to  her  is  sporting  worse . 

❛    i  won’t  be  pushed  around ,  ma’am .  i  got  a  little  brother  who  does  that  for  me  just  fine .  i’m  sorry ,  i  am  ,  but  their  lot  never  listen .    ❜

◜ @harmonae ◝      ⇾      sc .

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◜ @venomscaled· ◝      ⇾      nagini .

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pinned   up   hair         suggested of a    LONG  NIGHT    . yet no dark circle dared to solly her    beautiful  face    .               serpentines   beauty   secrets   often   resolved   around   potions               with to be marked tests under her arm    &&    a cup of coffee on  cherry lips  nagini made her way up these    IMPOSSIBLE    stairs. her    kindness    , yet also sly comments about the state of their  magical society  made the animagus quite the    POPULAR  TEACHER    , rarely she went ungreeted. especially by the slytherins she dearly adressed as her    little  adders    .                                                thin eyebrows raised    &&    with little hesitation ivory voice left her pale throat. so    outgoing    , so    friendly    ; every day her presence defied the    STEREOTYPE    of your common slytherin. yet the    great  ambition    remained.

“    good  day  ,  professor  .    ”

❛    ay  up ,    ❜

charity  greets ,  bright - eyed  and  warm  in  her  reception  of  nagini .  she  has  far  better  things  to  do  than  pass  judgement  on  somebody  over  things  like  sorting ,  but  it  is  nice  to  see  a  breaking  of  the  mould . 

❛    if  you’re  headin’  to  do  a  bit  of  markin’ ,  d’you  mind  if  i  stop  in  to  grab  those   moon  charts  i  mentioned  at  lunch ?    ❜

she  asks ,  shifting  her  weight  to  keep  the  glass  bowl  housing  an  interested  goldfish  from  slipping .  charity  stops  and  turns ,  now  no  longer  passing  the  woman  but  walking  up  with  her .

❛    i  need  to  stop  missin’  the  full  moon  altogether ,  s’very  annoyin’ .    ❜

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charity’s  death  was  absolutely  just  a  power  move  on  voldemort’s  part .  she  didn’t  need  to  die ,  he  probably  considered  it  a  waste  of  pure  magical  blood .  but  the  saddest  thing  is  that  nobody  knows  what  happened  to  her .  nearly  everyone  who  witnessed  it  dies  by  the  end  of  the  war  and  the  ones  who  are  definitely  living  would  incriminate  themselves  or  just  don’t  remember  for  all  the  executions . 

so  charity’s  family  is  left  in  the  dark  as  to  what  happened  with  their  daughter .  her  father ,  the  least  likely  of  all  to  do  so  tries  to  retrace  her  steps  and  find  where  she  might  be  hiding ,  desperately  hoping  she’s  still alive .  her  mother  sinks  into  a  melancholy  that  takes  years  to  shake ,  her  only  discussion  on  the  topic  is  that  she  knows  in  her  heart  her  daughter  is  gone  and  she’ll  mourn  as  she  sees  fit . 

and  leon  packs  up  her  stuff ,  tries  to  move  on  while  knowing  he’s  never  going  to  get  the  closure  he  wants .  he  takes  in  her  cats ,  gives  them  a  loving  home .  he  finds  her  music  collection ,  her  playlists  with  his  name  on  them  that  she  never  could  find  the  courage  to  mail  to  him  with  a  walkman .  he  listens  to  them  on  and  off  for  the  rest  of  his  life  and  does  the  best  he  can  to  keep  her  memory  alive .

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had  a  bad  habit  of  trying  to  sneak  animals  from  care  of  magical  creatures  into  her  dorm  when  she  was  in  school

can  cook  but  is  often  too  lazy  and  is  very  thankful  hogwarts  feeds  her 

could  eat  marmalade  on  toast  for  every  meal ,  when  it’s  been  a  bad  day  she  does 

re-reads  to  kill  a  mockingbird  every  year

and  the  lord  of  the  rings  

has  a  ridiculously  big  music  collection  that  lives  in  her  flat  in  london ,  it’s  mostly  8 track  cartridges . 

if  she  lived  she  would’ve  gotten  a  second  and  third  phd  in  music theory  and  art  history .

i’m  having  a  lot  of  thoughts  rn  just  hold  on 

tea  has  a  week  set  aside  to  teach  the  fourth  years  about  beatlemania .

she  owns  a  walkman  and  she  swears  by  it .

blasts  nirvana 

a  sizeable  amount  of  energy  goes  into  getting  decent  cell  reception  in  hogsmeade . 

kind  of  a  mom ,  i  won’t  lie 

can  and  does  quote  shakespeare  when  relevant ,  her  favourite  is  hamlet  and  she’s  fine  with  being  boring

murdered  alecto  carrow  with  her  bare  hands  in  her  living  verse

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she’s  cycled  through  the  stages  of  grief  for  a  death  that  still  hasn’t  happened  yet ---  her  own .  they  see  fit  to  keep  her  contained  but  no  longer  restrained ,  leaving  her  to  touch  the  sticky ,  drying  blood  above  her  eye  with  shaking  hands .  the  tears  have  stopped ,  for  now ,  but  she  hears  a  noise  and  they  nearly  begin  afresh . 

❛    i  got  nothin’  more  t’say ,  ‘cept  for  what  i  already  have  an’  what  made  you  lot  so  frightful  angry  in  the  first  place .    ❜

charity  shivers ,  if  only  she  could  see  who ---  or  what’s  come  to  visit  her .  

◜ @venomscaled ◝      ⇾      sc .