#Evie's rambles

[sunshineevee]

when everything feels overwhelming its easy to lose yourself i think

it feels like everything is foggy and static is all in your head

when you have to hide yourself for so long sometimes its hard to go back

if its been a long day or month or week or whatever theres just, way too much to process any of it

i dont know if this is healthy or if im making any sense at all here but

i like to close my eyes and forget everything

just take a breather and let go of the past day or week or whatever, maybe just store a few nice things

take a while to remember yourself and what you are, after

just, say it in my head

my name and what i am

i dont really know if im making sense or not but its just a small personal post so i think its fine

so, Im Evie, im a girl, im an eevee, im a kit, and no matter what, that wont change

What about you?

[house-of-secrets]

Summary: Patricia and Joy have a heart to heart and the Sibuna Club comes up with a unique solution to their member shortage.

Another chapter of Tears of Gold is now up! Let me know what y’all think - Evie✨

Read it here on AO3: Link

[find-y0ur-j0y]

If I Could Turn Back Time, Baby I’d Save You

Hermione hadn't meant to trip. Honestly! The new robes which Ron had thoughtfully (and obliviously) sent her were a little long, but she had promised to wear them on her first day at the Department of Mysteries. Unfortunately the combination of long robes and a tall stack of books led to the unexpected outcome of Hermione Jean Granger ‘Brightest Witch of Her Year’ taking an unexpected and definitely unwelcome tumble headfirst into the Veil of Death. As she fell she heard someone call out in fear and a hand grab onto her before everything went black.

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Hermione cracked her eyes open with a deep groan in pain. Her brain felt like there was a goblin drilling into it. If this was the afterlife she wanted no part of it. Shutting her eyes tightly, Hermione hoped that in blocking out the blinding light she would be able to quell her headache.

Her peace was shattered by a sudden loud rapping noise and loud voice calling “Hermione love, are you awake yet?”

Wait a minute! She knew that voice! “Mom?!?” she croaked out sitting up anxiously.

“Are you feeling ok Mia Bo Bia?” asked her mother’s voice from the other side of a familiar door.

“Yeah, I’ll be down in a few minutes” muttered Hermione as her mind raced trying to figure out how she had ended up in this situation. Last she had checked her mother was still alive, she didn’t remember she had a daughter, but she was alive. Also if she was going to pick a perfectly happy place to be her home for all eternity, her childhood bedroom wouldn’t even make the top fifty list.

Rising from her long forgotten bed, Hermione found herself frowning when she realized she was noticeably shorter than she had been before she tripped through the veil. Was she in Hell? Being forced to spend all of eternity going through puberty a second time seemed like a bit of an extreme punishment, Hermione reflected. She had played an instrumental role in defeating a murderous madman after all, shouldn't she have achieved eternal rest for her deeds? She was going to be pissed if her eternal damnation was a result of having practiced magic in her life.

Knowing that the only way she would get the answers she needed was by going downstairs and facing the ghosts of her parents, Hermione pulled herself together and headed to the kitchen.

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“There you are Mia” greeted her dad with a brilliant smile which felt like a sucker punch to the chest for Hermione. It had been so long since she had spoken to her parents, and even longer since she had had that particular smile aimed her way. She would never regret protecting her parents from Death Eaters, but if she had a chance to do it over she would have found another way.

Overcome with emotion, Hermione rushed forward and threw her arms around her father no longer caring if this was heaven or hell. She had her family back, and in her mind, that was worth any price, including eternal damnation.

“Hermione, what's wrong?” asked her father, squeezing her back just as tightly.

“It’s nothing,” sniffed Hermione, holding back her happy tears “I’m just really happy to see you”.

“Obviously” laughed her mom. “You feeling a little nervous about going to school tomorrow Mia?”

“That’s tomorrow?” asked Hermione confused.

“Don’t tell me you suddenly forgot?” teased her father, “I swear your first year at Hogwarts has been all you will talk about ever since that nice woman came by to explain about the school”.

“Right… Hogwarts… McGonagall…” muttered Hermione. What on earth was going on?

“Well eat up dear! You have a busy day of packing ahead of you” smirked her mom sliding a couple of pancakes onto her plate.

Hermione ate her pancakes robotically, as she tried to process everything that she had just learned. The fact that she could touch her parents and eat her breakfast suggested that she wasn't trapped in some kind of weird coma dream. The lack of torture or blissful surroundings seemed to rule out her theory on the afterlife… which left magic.

Look, Hermione adored magic, really she did! But most of the time magic seemed to cause more trouble than it was worth. Her school years had been rather formative in showing her the dangers of relying on it. That was part of the reason why she had chosen to live primarily as a muggle after graduation, well that and the rapidly crumbling governmental system. She watched as men and women who had always relied on magic to solve their problems were left floundering when faced with problems created by their own hubris.

Even with Voldemort gone the policies and governmental leaders he had put in place remained. With the war “over'' Hermione was filled with idealistic zeal to reform the political system, but as time dragged on she began to lose hope. She was dismissed for her blood status, age and gender.

The hits just kept coming for Hermione though. As if enough life hadn’t been lost during the actual war, Harry had been killed in an “accident gone wrong” in the spell creation unit of the D.O.M., which was an obvious cover up if Hermione had ever heard one. If she was being honest, Hermione didn’t think that she or Ron ever got over the death of their brother in all but blood.

There were only so many times one could be told, had the door slammed in their face or told to get coffee before they sought out other avenues. Some like Neville Longbottom, Lavender Brown, Hannah Abbot, Gianna Jones and Blaise Zabini continued to fight the unfair laws with varying levels of success. Hermione applauded them for their strength, but she was far too tired to keep fighting what she deemed a pointless battle, if only they had been able to start bringing about change before Voldemort and Umbridge had gotten their hands on the ministry. Between the blatant racism, sexism and the shocking death of her best friend Hermione just needed a break and a change of scenery.

After leaving her job in the minister’s office, she loved Kingsley but the ex-auror made a miserable minister, she traveled for a year with a group of curse breakers. She chalked it up to the Gryffindor in her blood, but she missed the level of adventure that had been constantly present since she was eleven. Using Bill’s Gringotts contacts she had found a traveling group who welcomed her with open arms. The group travelled all over the world exploring new areas and solving mysterious curses. She swore that she had never felt more alive than during that year, but word came from England that Ron and Lavender were expecting their first child and her found-family needed her support. So Hermione said goodbye to her friends and took a job in the Department of Mysteries with Luna… which led her up to a couple hours ago when she ungracefully fell face first through the Veil of Death.

Clearing her dishes Hermione headed upstairs to her room to pack for her first year at Hogwarts at the urging of her parents. Stumbling into her childhood bedroom, she closed the door and rested heavily against it with one thought echoing loudly through her mind: What on earth had she gotten herself into now?

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Hermione liked to believe that she was a rather practical person, she liked clear goals, lists and schedules. She functioned best when she had a set objective and a clear view of the facts. With this in mind, after her minor existential crisis and the resulting meltdown, she set to work clearing off her desk and pulled out an empty notepad and began detailing what she did know, the list was depressingly short.

What I know: - I tripped through the Veil of Death - I woke up in my childhood bedroom the day before I originally left for Hogwarts. - Am I dead? In a coma? Time Travel?

This level of Time Travel shouldn't be possible, even with magic. Time turners in general were designed to only go back a couple days, not a decade! But when you have ruled out all of the possible explanations, the only solution which remains, however impossible, is the truth. Deciding that she needed more data before ruling the situation as ‘Time Travel’ Hermione closed her notebook and set off in search of answers.

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After following her parents around all day and asking them obscure questions that only they would know, she was reluctantly finding more and more evidence of possible Time Travel. The day itself had unfolded similarly to how she remembered it occurring the first time with the only changes being those that she made herself. As she fell into bed that night staring up at the glowing star stickers she had stuck in various constellation shapes on her ceiling years ago, she had to finally admit that she had likely time traveled. This consensus only brought about a scarier question: what the fuck was she supposed to do now?!?

[sunshineevee]

gah i hate the lights >-< they're so bright it hurtss

[sunshineevee]

I wonder what temperature milk people eat their ceral with

[sunshineevee]

I dont really have the concept of aging in my head. To me, time just passes by. I dont feel that different 2 years ago, im still just an eevee really. Im trying to do art, get better at the piano. Im still an awkward anxious mess, im still sort of suicidal, im still horrible with figuring out emotions, im still the same person as who i am no matter how much time has really passed by. More time just gives me.. more time to improve on my stuff i suppose, i'd definitely need it, my art still sucks i think.

I dont know if i'll ever get the concept of aging, i dont know if i'll ever feel oldd, i dont think i want to. Feels nicer this way. Im me no matter what, i think i can take solace in that. No matter what, im still just an eevee kit. Vui.

[house-of-secrets]

The Indestructible Cup of Ankh

Setting: Excerpt from Tears of Gold Chapter 57. Liliana brings up a clear issue with the Cup of Ankh.

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“So, I was thinking…” began Lili.

“Oh no! Alert the authorities! Liliana Wells has been thinking!” teased Patricia.

“Shut it” laughed the girl throwing one of her pillows at the girl. She shifted to fall down beside Patricia on her bed. “I was thinking about the cup Nina has”.

“What about it?”

“Well, it’s kinda creepy, right? Like if anyone is ever able to make more elixir, they could kill somebody… like us!”

“But Fabian destroyed all of the elixir, so Victor won’t be able to reverse engineer it” assured Patricia, trying to calm the blonde down.

“I know, but what if he does figure it out? I mean as long as it’s assembled, we will always be in danger”.

“So, what do you want to do?”

“Can we try and destroy it? I mean, why the hell did you guys even assemble it?!?!”

“Nina needed to build it to allow the spirits of the Frobisher-Smythes to achieve eternal rest. Now that they have found rest though, Nina might be open to us destroying it. Do you want to go talk to her now?” offered Patricia.

“Yeah, I think I’ll feel a lot better knowing that at least that threat would be dealt with” agreed Lili, as she followed Patricia to go speak with Nina.

*Tears of Gold – Tears of Gold – Tears of Gold*

Thirty minutes later found the seven Sibuna club members gathered in Sibuna Clearing with the Cup of Ankh and various tools of destruction.

“So… who wants to try to destroy the super expensive ancient Egyptian relic first?” asked Jerome.

“I’ll go first” offered Alfie hefting the machete he had brought. The boy set the cup on a stump and gestured for everyone to step back. Squaring up, Alfie lifted up the blade and quickly swung it down against the cup. A loud clang echoed throughout the clearing, but the cup remained perfectly intact, not even the paint was chipped.

“Huh, well that didn’t work” remarked Amber. “Plan B?”

“FIRE!” cackled Fabian his eyes lighting up with glee. Patricia laughed as Lili took three huge steps back from their pyromaniac friend.

Nina, being pretty much the only one who knew how to build a fire due to her past as a girl scout, quickly built a fire in the same can they had used for the sacrifices. Once a strong blaze was going in the barrel, Fabian tossed the cup into the flames. The group all held their breath as they stood around the blazing fire waiting for the cup to melt. It became apparent after a few minutes that the evil Egyptian artifact was far too stubborn and wouldn’t be destroyed by something as simple as burning. Alfie removed the cup from the fire with his sword and the group waited for it to cool off as they brainstormed new destructive ideas.

Amber suggested that maybe if they threw it from a great height the cup would shatter upon impact. Having no other ideas at the moment, the group gathered their things and hiked across campus to the bell tower. The campus was mostly deserted, with most students gathering in their houses for supper and homework, so the Sibuna Crew were able to quickly climb the bell tower stairs undetected. Amber happily defenestrated the awful cup out of the tower’s window and the group watched as the hunk of gold plummeted towards the earth. A resounding crash marked its arrival, but unfortunately when the dust cleared Nina confirmed that the cup was still in one piece and no worse for wear despite their many attempts.

Patricia, who had been spending a lot of time in the chemistry room during detention, remembered that there was a large supply of acid set out for next week’s experiment. After quickly sharing her plan with the other Sibunas, the group set off again, this time with Patricia in the lead. The seven students laid a tarp in a basin and placed the cup on top of it after donning safety materials. Patricia snapped her gloves in place and lowered her protective goggles before pouring a large beaker of acid over the latest bane of the group’s existence. The mixture bubbled and fizzed when it made contact with the mystical cup, but unfortunately once the bubbles gave way, they revealed the cup standing tall in all of its mystical glory. Patricia wanted to scream!

It was Jerome who suggested that maybe they were going about this all wrong, the cup had only been able to be assembled by the chosen one, so maybe Nina was the only one who would be able to destroy it. Deciding that it was worth a shot, the group dried off the cup before passing it over to their leader. Nina tried placing her amulet in multiple different places but to no avail.

Just as the group was about to give up Lili shot up excitedly proclaiming “Wait! Couldn’t the cup only be assembled by Nina on a special day?”

“Oh yeah, it was December 17th, every 25 years” recalled Fabian.

“So, if it could only be built on that day, I bet it could only be destroyed on that day too!” remarked Jerome looking at the cup in a brand-new light.

“By that reasoning, we have to wait 24 years to destroy the damn thing” spat Patricia. “What are we supposed to do with it in the meantime?”.

“Well, we obviously need to hide it somewhere safe…” pondered Lili. “So definitely not back in Vera’s room”.

“What about the tunnels?” suggested Alfie.

“No way! This is Victor and Vera we’re talking about. I’m sure they will find a way back into tunnels one way or another” protested Jerome.

“Well, what do you suggest we do then?” protested Alfie

“We need to bury it somewhere no one will ever find it!” declared Jerome. “Somewhere hard to get to, out of the way, and mostly forgotten”.

“What about the wishing well?” suggested Fabian.

“What?” asked Liliana.

“It’s this old, dried out well, deep in the woods. It’s off a mostly overgrown path, I stumbled upon it on accident in 9th year while hiking with Joy and Patricia”

“I don’t want to just chuck it down a well!” argued Nina. What if someone worse than Victor finds it?”

“What if we bury it in the well… in like a lock box!” suggested Amber. “I think I have a box that could work”.

“Fine let’s put it to a Sibuna vote. All in favor?” asked Nina reluctantly. Fabian, Amber, Lili, and Alfie’s hands flew up with Patricia’s.

“All right, since Patricia knows where the well is she can go back to the house with Amber to get the box. The rest of us can grab shovels and rope before heading to the well” directed Fabian. The group all quickly agreed and split up to their assigned tasks.

*Tears of Gold – Tears of Gold – Tears of Gold*

Twenty minutes later the Sibunas gathered at the wishing well. It was decided that Nina would be the one to go down the well first. The American girl knotted a length of rope around her waist and passed the rest of the coil to Amber and Patricia, as they were the strongest members of the group. Patricia wrapped the rope around her own hands a couple times before stepping back with Amber to support Nina as she scaled the wall of well down into the pit. Once Nina was safely on the ground, she sent the rope back up for the next Sibuna. Soon Amber, Patricia and Lili were the only ones left above ground. Patricia made herself comfortable against a tree trunk as she listened to the sounds of the other Sibunas digging the hole in which to place the locked box.

It ended up taking the digging crew thirty minutes to successfully bury the box and return to ground level. Given how late it was, the group had to hurry back to Anubis house to hastily eat their dinner, before excitedly heading to the cellar for their journey into the new tunnels.

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Read the rest of the story here: Link - xo Evie 🌺

[house-of-secrets]

Liliana and Hadrian go on their first date! Amber is still having a breakdown over the election. Mara preps for her trial resulting in a little bit of Peddie jealousy. Alfie knocks some sense into his best friend resulting in a long awaited talk.

The new chapter of Tears of Gold is now up! Let me know what y’all think. Stay safe everyone! - Evie💕

[house-of-secrets]

It’s finally Election Day! The votes are counted with a shocking result!

The latest chapter of Tears of Gold is now up! Let me know what y’all think - Evie💕

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Fabian reflects on his date, the Sibunas learn more about the spirit who cursed them, and they are finally one step closer to the mask and their freedom!

The latest chapter of Tears of Gold is now up! Let me know what y’all think - Evie💕

[house-of-secrets]

It’s finally Date Night for Jabian in Anubis House. Patricia and Amber reminisce about old times, Alfie gets stuck and Nina has her 100th meltdown of the year (thanks Fabes).

The latest chapter of Tears of Gold is now up, and is also just a chance for me to scream about #Patramber! Let me know what y’all think - Evie💕

[house-of-secrets]

Sundays in Anubis house can get pretty wild. A mysterious package has arrived placing the goose crew and their pet in danger. Amber steps up her game to try and save Fabina. Patricia lives out a nursery rhyme while the Tunnel of Doom makes a come back. And after all of this they still have to get up and go to school in the morning!

The newest chapter of Tears of Gold is up now! Let me know what y’all think 💕

[house-of-secrets]

The latest Chapter of Tears of Gold is now up!

-Evie

[house-of-secrets]

Nina totally heard what Fabian was saying during the sleepover/stakeout scene in season 2. My money is on her not knowing what to say since he was the one to break up with her. It is clearly shown after they get the amulets off of Victor and Fabian is trying to confront her about what he had said. Her face is totally daring him to say it again to prove he meant it. Which I totally back her on this move, if he wasn't confident enough in his choice to say it again, he wouldn't have been ready to commit to a relationship with her yet (which of course is what we see later on as the Joy/Fabian drama continues).