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17. HOW MANY PENNIES AND QUARTERS DO THEY HAVE IN THEIR COUCH? :  none ! melike is getting to an age, now, where she's into everything - hande makes sure to keep anything that could make its way into her mouth out of reach.

18. HOW DUST IS THEIR HOME? SPOTLESS, LIVED IN, DUST BUNNY HAVEN?  :  i think it's mostly just lived in ! i think it was probably a bit worse before she was a mum, but again, melike being of an age where she's setting off on little journey's has led to hande keeping a bit more on top of it. plus, the apartment as it's always existed in my mind is just. VERY cluttered. an excess of house plants, so many trinkets, shelves everywhere for them to sit on. dust definitely builds up, but hande gets to it fairly regularly.

28. HOW MANY ALARMS DO THEY HAVE SET ON THEIR PHONE? WHAT IS THEIR ALARM RINGTONE?  :  she doesn't use very many alarms at all, actually, preferring to just set herself reminders through the day as needed ! she doesn't even use her phone for the alarm to wake her up in the morning - she sticks to a muggle clock she picked up at argos, cause she got sick of being on her phone at night instead of going to sleep, and would rather it be charging elsewhere, now. she wouldn't use anything other than the default alarm, though. too much effort required in the alternative.

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♫  YOU MEAN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD TO ME by christina perri.

what do i do with all this love for you? it's so much more than i ever knew baby girl, it's bigger than the whole wide world

♫  KALEIDOSCOPE by a great big world.

i close my eyes to the oranges skies living all of my days the same and you came along, and you sang your song and the whole world around me changed

♫  NEVER GROW UP by taylor swift.

your little hand's wrapped around my finger and it's so quiet in the world tonight your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreamin' so i tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light to you, everything's funny you got nothing to regret i'd give all i have honey if you could stay like that

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𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚈𝙼𝙾𝚄𝚂  𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳  :   ♫ + blaise !

♫  CLOSURE by hayd

i guess sometimes you find thе one but the timing's off, the place is wrong maybe we would be closer if we were a couple years older

♫  FROM EDEN by hozier.

honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword innocence died screaming, honey, ask me i should know i slithered here from eden just to sit outside your door

♫ HOLLAND by sufjan stevens.

all the time we spent in bed counting miles before we set fall in love and fall apart things will end before they start

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"woah! hey hey hey . . ." the keeper is quick to drop to the floor, nimble fingers aiding to pick up and collect up the pieces of glass from the dirt-ridden ground - the evidence of which is seen when they stand, clear marks and gravel stick to the fabric of their tights. minette hadn't meant to seem rude, nor did they mean to cause such a scene when checking up on the witch whom seemed to be on a rather stressful mission. it was none of minette's business, but their mother always says they care far too much. "you'll hurt yourself if you're not careful, and we can't have that," minette offers a reassuring smile as they hold their hands out for her to place the remaining glass in them. "let me sort it out, as an apology for ruining your momentum."

she WON'T let herself just give in and let minette do all the work, at least not initially. there's a real effort shown by hande to sort it out herself, even as mali - blind to the trouble her mother has caused - makes her job all the more difficult by wriggling in her sling and giggling happily in her ear, an ever distracting presence that hande is forever grateful for. she refuses to relent until she just... does. minette offers their hands and her resolve just crumbles all of a sudden, all the drive she'd had to fix the problem lost in that moment. she sighs, shakily, and then brushes the few pieces she'd managed to collect into the others outstretched palms, all the better to wrap her arms back around melike. "thank you," she says, and it's only a little begrudged, "i've got a lot going on at the minute. i'm sorry i've made that your problem, though."

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oh, she knows the coffee shop grind well. it's been a few years since she threw in the towel at rosa lee teabag, but hande's experience behind the counter has only made her all the more sympathetic when she dares to enter a similar space as a customer. she's rehearsed her order three times in her head before she actually makes it to the front of the queue, and still manages to stumble over the social situation when she finally gets her chance to talk to the perky witch, "could i get an iced vanilla latte- good morning, by the way, are you doing okay ? busy ?- and an espresso, please ?"

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : cup o'magic ( just off diagon alley ) 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : open ! ( @startertms )

“  goooood  morning.  ”     the  pep  in  her  voice  is  mostly  conjured  from  thin  air  and   partially  coloured  by  the  three  cups  of  coffee  she’s  made  herself  already.  it  almost  sounds  genuine  to  even  her  own  ears.  with  her  wand  pointed  towards  a  jug  of  milk  she’s  steaming  for  a  regular’s  drink,  clementine  turns  back  towards  the  counter  and  the  next  customer  in  line,  spare  hand  tucking  a  stray  curl  behind  her  ear  and  smile  already  starting  to  beam.     “  what  can  i  get  you?  ” 

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𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 : how can someone just not be there anymore ? 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 : justin finch fletchley / @hoggleswart ! 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : hande & justin's apartment !

"i don't know," she says around a teary sort of hic, though it's not exactly the truth. ismene's death, sudden as it is, is hard to accept ; but hande understands loss as well as anyone. she knows how unfair it is, every single time. she knows how much it hurts. she knows it'll never stop hurting, too - preying on them both when they least expect it, knocking them for two every time they remember the little things like how they won't wake up to her humming in the kitchen anymore or hear a lengthy spiel on a newly discovered magical species or how mali, sleeping soundly in her crib, will never remember who gave her the stuffed animal that sits at the bottom of it. they'll be able to talk about her without tearing up, someday, and there'll be times when they briefly forget that she's gone, but hande KNOWS the remembering will always sting like a fresh cut and that however much she touched their lives, alive, she'll have just as much of an effect now that she's gone. it feels cruel to tell him, so instead she just wraps her arm around his shoulders and puts her head against his, ignoring her own tears. "but we're going to remember her. we'll never stop. it's all we can do."

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𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 : you okay ? you seem stressed. 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 : seamus finnigan / @hoggleswart ! 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : somewhere along diagon alley ( specifically thinking more ... leaky cauldron or one of the coffee shop vibes ) !

"my friend died," she tells him, more candid than she usually is. it feels like progress except for the fact that she's not confronting her feelings around it as much as sharing in the misery with someone she imagines will understand best - after all, hadn't he been the one to find her ? hande manages to avoid tearing up at the mere mention of ismene, at least this time, but again, it's not progress - her focus is on melike in her high chair and when her daughter offers her a sugar packet, she has to force a smile. "i should probably dedicate some time to thinking about how we're going to pay rent without her, next month, but honestly ? i'd go broke if it meant she'd be waiting for me when i got home," it feels so easy to unload this on him. it's unfair and she knows it, especially when one considers he probably has his OWN very complicated emotions to work through after the whole ordeal, but in this she can't help but be selfish. he understands, and she takes advantage ; it's as cruel as it is necessary. she accepts the sugar packet with an overexaggerated smile and mali laughs. "i'm just not sure what to do about anything right now, seamus."

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𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 : you okay ? you seem stressed. 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 : minette merrythought / @hcldmybroom ! 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : somewhere along diagon alley !

it's not entirely fair to be using melike - swaddled up warmly and held close to her chest by a cream colored sling - as a sort of shield against the world at large, but in her defense : the baby doesn't mind. her big, brown eyes watch everything with keen interest over hande's shoulder, and her intrigue keeps her distracted from her mother's vaguely frantic energy. she's not as bad as she's been since the attack on the charity game. she's working through it ( with understandable difficulty ), and the sea of emotions that demand to be faced are mildly tempered by the familiar weight of mali in her arms and the feel of the soft skin of her cheek against hers, every now and again. it could be worse, though it makes sense that the dropping of one of the little glass wares from a nearby shelf gets close to tipping her over the always close edge. "i'm fine," she tells the other, even while her body language screams otherwise - eyes squeezed shut briefly in frustration, hands clenched into two little fists, she crouches down to try and clean up the mess she's made as efficiently as she can with mali in tow, "butter fingers. that's all. of course it'd be the most expensive one, wouldn't it ?"

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𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 : do you want me to stay ? 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 : grace moody / @graciieux ! 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : hande's apartment !

it's in her nature to say no - brush off her friends concern, send her away when she needs her most and add that particular barrage of emotions to the already building storm inside her. hande's not good alone, but she's never fully shook her instinct to isolate in times of stress and close herself off from even the possibility of sharing what's running through her head. she's been built for it, and it ruined them once before.

it takes a lot for her to swallow down the lump in her throat and fight the impulse. more than grace can see, on the surface. she wants to shrug off the concern and feel hard done by in her own refusal of the kindness, but after a long, pained moment in which she blinks back the sting in her eyes before meeting gracie's gaze, hande says, "yes, please. i think i'd like that."

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𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:  the great hall, hogwarts   !

"i just think she's going to love halloween when she gets a bit older," hande tells her companion, happily, bouncing melike zabini on her knee. dressed up as an adorable little hopping pot with bright pink earmuffs shielding her from the louder reunion noises, mali's nearly toothless smile hasn't let up once since they first arrived, and isn't about to start now. it reassures hande that bringing her along for just the first hour or two - the almost assuredly quieter hours of the reunion - hadn't actually been a bad parenting choice, like she'd worried it would be. the truth is, while her father would've watched the baby for however long hande needed...- she'd been sort of looking forward to her first big chance to really show her off to the world, baby drool & all. "nothing phases her," she discreetly wipes at melike's chin with her baby bib, as if drawing further attention to it would be an embarrassment to the six month old, her next words said somewhat more quietly, "and i figured it would be... nice, to bring her. like it was kind of the point, you know? ten years ago i wouldn't have imagined it, but now-... she's one of the first of the new generation."

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" no, " she answers, too quick, betraying herself in an instant. it's not that she's LYING because she isn't, but hande doesn't want to admit that she's been wondering the same thing of everyone else, feeling the outlier, worried that it made her something horrible when she couldn't honestly say that she MISSED the great hall & everything beyond it. it was good here, once, but it hadn't lasted. some of her happiest memories were born within these walls, but so had some of the worst, and certainly some of the lowest. things mightn't have been easy for her after she left hogwarts, and things might look bad for them all, now - but at least she was grown enough to know there were ways to get through it all. she hadn't, back then. " i don't think so, at least, " she amends, wry smile tugging at the corner of her mouth at lavender's words, " i just don't think that i miss worrying about my potions homework or whether our newest da teacher was going to die before the year was out. our worlds were too small, here, lavender. "

EVENT    :    the  class  of  ‘14  ten  year  hogwarts  reunion. LOCATION    :    great  hall,  hogwarts. STATUS    :    open.      (    @startertms    )

"    do  you  ever  miss  it?    "      lavender  doesn’t  actually  mean  to  voice  the  question  out  loud.  it  started  as  nothing  more  than  a  silent  musing,  meant  to  stay  hidden,  but  the  longer  solemn  eyes  stared  at  the  great  hall  set  -  up?      ⸻      the  harder  it  was  to  swallow  down  all  that  nostalgia.    memories  hover  around  every  corner.  images  that  flash  through  mind  in  a  vivid  sequence,  reminding  her  of  everything  they  used  to  be.    hogwarts  had  been  the  HAPPIEST  time  of  her  life,  until  it  wasn't.      "    school,  i  mean.    before  all  the  death  eaters  and  the  war,  and  people  dying.    do  you  ever  just  miss  school?    i  feel  like  back  then  the  only  thing  we  really  had  to  worry  about  was  what  to  wear  to  the  next  hogsmeade  trip.    "      lips  rub  together  thoughtfully,  taking  a  moment  to  consider  that  last  sentence  before  adding  on.      "      well,  that    &    giant  snakes  controlled  by  the  heir  of  slytherin.    "

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5.   WHAT PAINTINGS AND / OR POSTERS ARE ON THEIR WALLS? : hande's apartment is decorated with a lot of care, and the paintings that she has mounted on the walls in the living room / kitchen room combo are a mixture of things she painted and things she purchased, but they're all similar styles. her own artwork is of foxes - scenes that played out before her very eyes as she watched from the windows of alton house, the same vixen and her various kits caught in different moments through time. the things she bought are generally of plants, some of them artistic and some of them more educational ; she has a beautiful painting of jasmine flowers hanging over the unused fireplace and then various sketches of different flora, including scribbled scientific names and diagrams, hanging around it. she doesn't have any posters, at least not anymore, but she does have a lot of hanging plants, too - the apartment is filled to the brim with them, and hande has always made sure to take good care of them.

10. ARE THEY A NAP PERSON? IF SO, HOW LONG ARE THEIR NAPS? DO THEY SET A 20 MINUTE TIMER AND WAKE UP BEFORE IT? OR SET NO TIMER AND WAKE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT? : she was not previously a nap person, but she's been into them way more since melike was born, for probably fairly obvious reasons. she naps whenever the baby does but wakes up before her, which allows her to get minimal work done around the apartment before she's needed elsewhere.

15. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THEY WERE HELD, AND TRULY HELD, FOR SEVERAL MINUTES? WHO WAS IT WITH? : i honestly ... am not sure. i have a funny feeling that hande doesn't know, either - not that she doesn't have a number of friends who do comfort her when the moment for that arises, but i don't think she's been held ( however much she probably would like to be ) in a good long while.

20. DO THEY LIKE THEIR BROWNIES FUDGY OR CAKEY? OR NOT AT ALL, AND ONLY WANT THE CRUSTS? : she likes them to be very fudgy, but she loves the corner slices most of all. even better if they're soft on the inside and crisp on the out.

25. ARE THEY MORE AFRAID OF BEING ALONE WITH THEMSELVES OR WITH OTHERS? : hmm. i don't entirely get this q. but if MY understanding of it is correct, then i think that hande is more afraid of being alone by herself than anything else - i don't think she's someone who operates well when left to her own devices, which is why i don't think she's ever lived alone in her adult life and why she shows no signs of changing that up, any time soon.

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