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Arthur was fairly certain that their children could outlast a dragon in a test of stamina. By the time the boys had been worn out enough to actually go to bed, Arthur himself was dragging his feet. Still, he wouldn’t trade the early mornings or hectic days for anything—it was a good thing, in times like these, that he was naturally good-tempered and high spirited. Still, he wasn’t getting any younger, and there was no mistaking the ache in his back as he settled into bed next to Molly. He shifted over so he could drop his head to her shoulder. “Percy was telling me about how he took a little tumble earlier. The way he told it, sounded like he nearly died,” he said with a fond smile.
Every day, Arthur found something new about his family that he loved. Every day brought something unexpected, something new that made him remember why he was doing all of this, even in the middle of a war. Their children reminded Arthur that it wasn’t just the present that was at stake. It was the future, too. He brought a hand up so that he could gently run his hand across Molly’s stomach, humming softly at the familiar warmth of potential in the gesture. After all this time, it still hadn’t lost its intangible power, the ability to raise his heart rate while still soothing him.
Molly enjoyed her evenings more and more the closer her due date got. With Arthur taking over bedtime and bath time, she had some time to just relax and read or knit, or even turn in early if she felt like. Tonight she was knitting, propped up by more pillows than strictly necessary, but she was comfortable and therefore didn’t care. When her husband came in and joined her, she glanced at him with a fond smile and finished the row she was working on, before setting it aside for the evening. "If you think his retelling was dramatic, you should’ve seen the fall itself; our sons definitely have a way with theatrics.” She kissed the top of his head before shuffling around to redistribute some of the pillows and discard the excess. “Bill was on top of things though, he jumped right in and helped Perce get back up and go back to playing.”
As Arthur began to rub her protruding belly, Molly watched him with boundless affection. “Considering how close his due date is, he’s been calm, like Bill and Charlie were. Looking back on it I definitely should’ve known the twins were going to be such a handfuls, because they were anything but.” Sure she'd like to have a girl, but at this point she was comfortable assuming they’d be having another boy, and so long as he was healthy, she really didn’t care. She brought a hand up rest atop his lightly, stopping his movements so that she could guide his hand to another spot where the baby was shifting. “He always does this, moves to get more comfortable after I’ve done the same, it’s kind of sweet.”
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“Can we just be honest?” He glanced over at Sirius with a grin forming on his lips. “You look like a moron with that hat on.”
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“Wow Petey, way to be a dick.” Sirius adjusted the hat on his head, but refused to take it off, knowing he looked good in most anything. “You’re just jealous that I can pull it off and you can’t.”
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“Firewhisky,” she repeated, eyebrows raised slightly. Sounded like a rough day if someone desired whiskey on a weekday. But Darla wasn’t judging. Instead she took care of the order, pouring the other female four glasses of one of her favorites – Dragon’s Breath. If the woman was looking to get f*%k’d up, this would do it. With a little extra kick. A wicked smile appeared as she filled up the last glass and looked over at her customer. “Be careful with this one. You might set your tongue on fire if you take shot after shot.”
Adrienne nodded with a smile of thanks, and watched as the bartender poured her drinks. "I’m not sure I’d mind that at the moment, but I’ll proceed with caution nonetheless.” Instead of doing all four one right after the other, as she’d initially intended, she heeded the warning and only did two. Fiddling with one of the empties, she looked back the other woman with curiosity. “Do you ever just have such a shitty few days that you wonder why you even bother? That’s dramatic, believe me I know, but it’s how most days feel right now.”
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“I give it three hours,” he grinned. There was something nice in knowing another person as well as someone else. And being able to share that with Bella’s sister was nice. There was no other way to describe it for Rod. “If she doesn’t steal someone else’s before finding me that is.”
Narcissa nodded as she let out a chuckle. “Sounds about right, our Bella is a persuasive one after all.” Being alone with any one Death Eaters made her nervous, though considerably more so since she’d gotten pregnant, but she was trying to quell that anxiety. Her rational brain knew he wasn’t a threat to her, especially not in a crowded space, and she liked him (believing him perfect for her eldest sister), so she was doing her best to be quell her anxiety. “Do you think she took the weather into account at all when she picked that out? Not that she doesn’t look gorgeous of course, and maybe I’m just jealous I couldn’t wear something similar, but she is going to freeze even with a coat.”
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MAIN INFORMATION
Full Name: Sirus Black
Nickname(s): Padfoot & Snuffles
Former School/House: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry / Gryffindor
FC: Jacob Elordi
DOB: November 3, 1959
Age: 20 \ 21
Gender: Male
Orientation: Pansexual \ Panromantic
Blood Status: PureBlood
Patronus: Dog
Side: The Order
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION
Occupation: Musician & Barmaid
Wand: Ebony Wood & Thunderbird Tail Feather Core, 12" & Supple
Positive Traits: True-Hearted, Brave, Witty, Loyal
Negative Traits: Arrogant, Mischievous, Vicious, Reckless
Special Skills: Animagus, Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, Nonverbal Magic, Healing Magic, Care of Magical Creatures, Intellectual Skills, Dueling, Physical Combat Skills, Occlumency, Indomitable Willpower, Driving Skills, Mechanical Skills, Musical Skills
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sirius tag dump
#[fc ;; sirius]#[hc ;; sirius]#[closet ;; sirius]#[open ;; sirius]#[closed ;; sirius]#[thread ;; sirius]#[aesthetic ;; sirius]#[answered ;; sirius]
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“You are pretty round,” Bellatrix snorted, eyeing the ever growing bump her sister was sporting. It seemed almost alien that someone so small could expand so much so quickly. A small part of her was amazed by it all and an even smaller part was envious. It wasn’t that Bellatrix really wanted children, she and Rod were very happy with their life, it was just the fear of missing out that got to her. She’d never admit it but she didn’t hate babies. They were soft and cute and made even her cold heart swell ever so slightly. “Do you want me to kick it back? Show him who’s boss?”
Narcissa chuckled. “I know, it’s ridiculous, and hardly anything truly beautiful is designed for pregnant women, which feels like a betrayal.” Though clothes were the least of her worries, it was just easier to focus on superficial things sometimes. “Absolutely yes, when he’s much bigger and no longer in my uterus, please do. Though it might be best to wait until he’s old enough to understand and fight back, so people don’t get the wrong idea.” The crazy thing was, that Bella would make a pretty decent mother if she ever wanted to, but Cissa knew that wasn’t something she and Rod wanted. She'd make one hell of an aunt though, and some would say that’s even better.
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“I feel like we need to update the legislation, laws in the wizarding world are biased and we need more equality in them.”
“Well, as someone who isn’t strictly human, and therefore ‘unpure’ I couldn’t agree more. Now did you have anything specific in mind, or were you simply stating the obvious?”
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“You can’t be serious, Puddlemere is going to win the cup this year.”
“I can’t be serious? You’re the one who must be insane, Potter! Do you really believe that Puddlemere stands a chance of beating Montrose?”
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She hummed a little in response, giving him a knowing look. Then the sound of glasses hitting the floor caught her attention, quickly looking towards the the mess and stared at Jago. Boys. As one of her latest hires rush to clean up the broken glasses, Darla turned her attention back to Antonin, grinning. Her fingers combed through the back of his hair, speaking quietly. “How long do I have you for?” Being involved with someone as highly ranked as Antonin usually meant not a lot of downtime. She understood it. Didn’t care for it at all but the younger was willing to make the most of the time given.
Antonin smiled at her, before following her gaze to the new kid who’d made a mess. He rolled his eyes and almost made a comment, but then her fingers were in his hair, and a shiver went down his spine, and he let out a contented hum. "As long as you want me, baby, as long as you want me.” Which of course was true, but he knew she meant in more immediate terms. “No but really, as of right now, I’m home for the foreseeable future. Sure that’s not a great answer, but I haven’t heard anymore whisperings recently, so I’d say a few weeks at least.��
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✧ cissa & cyril
SEND ME A ✧ AND YOUR CHARACTERS NAME AND I’LL BOLD ALL THAT APPLIES:
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
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✧ antonin & rod
SEND ME A ✧ AND YOUR CHARACTERS NAME AND I’LL BOLD ALL THAT APPLIES:
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
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The silk sheets laid disrupted while their bodies tingled with ecstasy. It was always like this with them – passion taking over, filling the space between them with hot kisses and moans of pleasure. Their relationship was simplified by a contract but nothing was ever that simple, Cyril realized after months of sleeping with and spending time with Narcissa. Narcissa. Her name he said with a soft gentleness as he tried to get her attention, looking back over at the blonde. Both were trying to catch their breaths, still high on their orgasms. Normally he’d let her rest without a word from him and focus on bringing simple comforts to her like shoulder kisses but ever since he found out of her pregnancy, Cyril has been more attentive. Always making sure she was okay and that the baby too was okay. He placed a soft kiss on her bare shoulder before murmuring, “How are you feeling?”
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Narcissa adored the blissful feeling left behind by a truly magnificent orgasm. It left her body completely relaxed, and her brain took minimum five minutes to begin forming coherent thought again. So when Cyril said her name, she could at first do no more than hum in response as she stretched alongside him. His shoulder kiss made him smile, and his question made her chuckle as she considered her response. "Well right this minute, I’m feeling pretty well sated, so thank you very much for that.” With a soft sigh she shifted and moved the sheet to expose her growing bump. “As for this little guy, he’s making me feel larger and larger every day, but I hear that’s normal. I’ve finally had to start buying maternity clothes, which could be fun if the selection wasn’t quite so pathetic.”
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