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[fenrir-greyback-blog1]

predator// OPEN

The night was his. It had always been his, for as long as he could remember. The night had been his friend. It provided the shadows through which he crept, stalked, hunted. And it gave him the moon. 

Looking up, Fenrir felt the pull of the moon. It was not full yet, but soon. Its face, shining down on him was a promise, a reminder of who and what he was. He eagerly awaited the change it brought.  It was the one time that he could be truly free. 

Outwardly, he looked like any man. Hands tucked into his pockets as he sauntered down the street, a lit cigarette held between his teeth. He had an air about him that either scared people off, or drew them in. Danger. Messy black hair, black leather jacket. He had foregone the motorbike for tonight in preference of walking. He liked the ground under his feet, the solidness of his legs beneath him. And he could hear and see much more at this pace.  

A sound to his left had Fenrir grinning. He might be wearing his human skin, but his instincts were that of a wolf. And even if the moon wasn’t full, he still had teeth and claws. And he still relished in the hunt. He waited to see if the creature that made the noise would come into sight or if he would have to play a little wolf and mouse with it. 

[gingerthelionheart]

Dragon Red // Open

“ARGHHHH!! THE MIGHTY KNIGHTS WEASLEY HAVE SLAIN THE DRAGON RED!” Arthur fell back dramatically as his boys tumbled on top of him like a pack of puppy dogs, giggling as they plopped across his chest and legs. He heaved a great sigh and placed a hand over his eyes, his final breath one that quickly came back when Charlie poked him in the cheek with a finger. Cracking an eye, Arthur shot up in surprise when he saw someone watching him from the door of his office. The boys fell around him, protesting their father’s movements with a collective whine. “Eh sorry. Don’t get visitors much. Me family comes round for lunch to keep me comp'ny. What can I do for you?”

[b-s-amelia-blog]

lateness // open

It was a testament to the lateness of the hour that it was dark outside. The longer days stretching towards summer did eventually succumb to darkness. Amelia didn’t mind. The fresh air, cooling with the sun gone down was welcome to Amelia after being inside all day. It seemed like she had been on her feet all day long, and yet she still had chosen to walk a little of the way home. Hands in the pockets of her coat, Amelia smiled to herself at the quietness of the streets. It was nice to have some alone time, when otherwise she was surrounded by coworkers or her family. 

The peace of mind and comfort started to slide when Amelia realized that she could hear another set of footsteps behind her. Whoever it was was almost in step with her, but not quite, making it sound like her steps had the faintest echo. Amelia tensed, hand in her pocket curling around her wand. She pulled an image of home up in her mind, preparing to Apparate if she needed to. She continued on, though, back straight, not breaking her stride. Perhaps she was just imagining things. 

A block later, it was clear that Amelia had been imagining nothing. Wand clenched in her hand, hidden in her pocket, Amelia stopped and turned quickly, giving the other person no chance to hide. “Can I help you?” she asked boldly, with more confidence than she was feeling in her shaky body. 

[lawsonskyle-blog]

Look, I don’t know what you want me to tell you, but as far as I’m concerned, this conversation is over.

[jamespotter-afd-blog]

“See, you’re telling me what a bad idea it is, but all I can think about is how much fun it would be.” 

[cissydarling-blog]

Snow

“Can someone please tell me when the sun will return? I’m sick of all this snow!”