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My younger sister announced she was going to marry Tom Holland when she grew up.

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When you have an international friend so you stay up late so you can talk to them

IVE BEEN WAITINF FOREVER

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AS ALWAYS MY LOVELIES, THIS:/ MEANS PARAGRAPH BREAK! TADA

Eyeing the prefect nervously, Libby walked down the stairs into the rather dim dungeons./ “Why are we down here?” Libby whispered to Maggie, who smiled brightly./ “Our common room is down here, I read all about it!”/ the prefect waved at a green robed boy who eyes the Hufflepuffs with a raised eyebrow and a smirk./ “Why does he look at us like that?” Libby asked, skidding away from the boy./ The prefect turned the corner and they passed a portrait with a pear, a banana, and a apple. The chattering behind them made Libby turn around and stare nervously at the group of green robed teenagers watching them walk./ “He’s Slytherin, how should I know?” Maggie winked at the Slytherin boy and he mock bowed, his lip curling in a even more ridiculing smirk./ The common room was warm with fire and yellow and black walls, comfy beanbags and large sofas crowded around the rather large fire place./ Libby loved it immediately. She inched her way up to the front of the line when the prefect called that first years should follow her. There was a brightly lit hallway leading away from all the rest of the chattering Hufflepuffs that lounged in the common room./ “My name is Hecate, your wonderful and lovely prefect!” Announced the girl as she flipped her hair and beckoned the shivering first years closer. “The head boy and girl will be in shortly, and meanwhile I will hand out your robes and journaling notebook.”/ Hecate spoke in a brisk tone, like Mcgonagall. And like Mcgonagall, it had an underlying warmth that made Libby comfortable in her presence./ As the robes and journals went around Libby was jostled away from Maggie and was shoved a robe, tie, and sparkly notebook. It had a color changin wand holster, a wand warmer, and a black and yellow pen./ Just then the head boy walked in, followed by the head girl. The head girl had black hair that shone in the light and dark skin that blazed in the fire. The head boy had narrowed ice blue eyes and the most tousled blonde hair Libby had ever seen./ “Why do you guys look so scared? We won’t bite?” The head boy exclaimed as he raked his eyes over them all./ “I’m Merci Billons and that’s Joseph Jameson. We are your head boy and head girl, not necessarily in that order, and, we are here to explain the rules.” Merci clapped and everyone silenced./ Libby shifted her weight and caught her wand holster from slipping./ Joseph began to speak but Merci stopped him by putting an arm across his chest./ “These are the rules, take notes, and fast. Rule number one! Do not listen to the Gryffindor we are not all weak pushovers!,” Her arms extended and hate flashed in her eyes as they narrowed into smoking cauldrons of burning destruction./ Libby blinked and opened her notebook, sweaty hands shaking and trying to get the pen to right./ “Rule number two! Do not listen to the Ravenclaws, we are not all dumb!”/ The boy interceded, hands clenched into fists by his side as he stiffened, the obvious memory of being called just that being recalled./ Libby placed her things on the ground and kneeled, not minding the awkward position she could be in, she wrote fast and furious, cursing in her mind as the ink blurred. Curse her left handed sweatiness./ “And rule number 3!” Hecate stood and tilted her head, gesturing to the way we had come, where we had seen the green robed teens, “Get very close to the Slytherins because they love us and will do whatever we want!”/ Libby stood and gathered her stuff, smiling nervously at the three older kids and shuffling backwards. At the sight of them all the other Hufflepuffs cheered and applauded them./ “Tomorrow we go visit the Slytherins, ey?” Yelled a boy from the back of the class./ His response was from Merci, “Shut up, you Canadian!”

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Photography at the park!

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This:/ means that it’s a paragraph change❣️/“Well, this is a change in scenery.”/ “What the hell, Harry we’re in the dungeons.”/ Harry rolls his eyes and leans his head against the damp, slimy walls. “I was being sarcastic, Draco.”/ Draco let out a humph and moved his feet to keep the rats off. “This all could’ve been avoided if you didn’t want to sneak into the fucking High Castle of Atlantis.” Draco snarled, sharp grey eyes focusing on Harry’s almost relaxed face./ “They had good jewels. They do have good jewels. You had the idea to sneak into the Crown Room!” Harry said, eyes flashing in the darkness./ “Well, your father is going to murder us.” Draco said, kicking a rat away./ “Not if these Atlantis people do first.”/ “Harry!”/ “Sorry, but it’s true.” Harry smirked and shifted, trying to get comfortable on the stone floor that hurt his bottom./ “Think about Lady Ginerva. When you don’t come home-.” Draco started, eyes narrowing at Harry’s insolence. Some days, Draco didn’t know why he followed him./ “We all know Lady Ginerva would be happier with Zabini. Have you seen the way she looks at him?” Harry snarled, clenching his chained fists./ “She’s still engaged to you. My so called engagement woman died a year ago, be happy you still have Ginerva.” Draco turned his head to the floor and saw the red eyes of rats flashing in the darkness. At least they weren’t alone, he thought grimly./“Fucking hell.” Draco cursed, as the dungeon doors opened./“Language, thief.”

Part Two coming soon!

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My cousins daughter found a heart on their school playground!

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Babysitting my little niece, she’s such a model!

You see???

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Just a moment of rest

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“Hopelessnes attacks her victims with the sharp tip of a knife, drawing slowly, torturing like, over their skin, until finally plunging into their heart. She works with depression, the ugly monster under my bed”- PoeticInjustice

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It really is awkward to be the third wheel to people who like each other and have nothing to say to you

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ive always thought it was weird how the common rooms of each hogwarts house was supposed to be this mystery for the other houses but harry and ron could still find the slytherin dorms pretty easily in book two. I mean, everyone has a general idea of where the other houses are located (gryffindor and ravenclaw in a tower, hufflepuff in the basement etc) and that might be fine for the other houses but do you hinestly think slytherin - the most cunning and untrusting house of all would be okay with having their common rooms so easily disclosible. NO way. I think the slytherin common rooms that harry and ron go to in chamber of secrets is a fake room to distract anyone who is trying to snoop in on the slytherins. Thats why its all dark and inhospitable and evil aura types because thats what the other houses think of slytherin. So if anyone finds this fake common room, they won’t doubt its authenticity. And meanwhile, the slytherins actually have a really luxurious and comfortable hideout in a completely different part of the castle funded by their rich pureblood parents   and thats why the common rooms you saw in book two are so ugly while in reality slytherin common rooms- the house full of spoiled rich pureblood prats -  should be the most extravagant and over the top thing in the whole school 

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“Something’s crawling in my house. It slithers on my floors and smirks in my walls, it reaches out and scars me at night. It’s depression, and it won’t go away.”- PoeticInjustice

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“My nails clench at the walls, scratching them. I scream but the wind covers it, I kill, but my innocence hides it. They don’t understand I’m a wild monster ready to be released, ready to kill, ready to destroy. Instead I sit primly and wait for this to be over.”- PoeticInjustice

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“The wind howling at my back, I command it. The sun blazing on the ground, it obeys me. And you, hellfire soul, will bow to me.”- PoeticInjustice

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“You underestimated me, and so when I struck, you let me devour your flesh like a monster, blood dripping from my mouth, and you called out witch, and I said ‘no, survivor.’”- PoeticInjustice

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“We write about Persephone and her life, but what of her mother, who was raped and kept was overprotective, simply because she didn’t want her daughter to end up with her fate. I like how we write about Persephone, and her beautiful looks, how she makes the flowers in the underworld bloom, yet we forget Demeter, chased by Zeus, her heart pounding, as she tripped and fell, turned into a snake, and there Zeus found her. And that wasn’t her only rape, Poseidon raped her too, and we ignore it. ‘0h, she’s the overprotective mother that tried to hide her daughter from the world.’ No, she’s that woman whose suffered and tried too keep it under, smiling brightly at her daughter when she wakes up, hugs and kisses, but seriousness when talking to her nymphs. ‘Watch her, don’t take your eyes off of her.’ She’s the smiling face with pain that smiles at her loved one when she comes home from work, she’s somebody whose suffered and is overlooked. And I rage for it.” - PoeticInjustice

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“The burn from your harsh kisses is worse than the coolness of solitude.”-PoeticInjustice