#March 24

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Timothée Chalamet as Bob Dylan in ‘A Complete Unknown’

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george: I need help!

[dream immediately heading over to help]

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Sabrina Carpenter on her final show of The Eras Tour and her heartfelt message to Taylor:

"I feel so lucky to witness the magic that is you and this tour. there is truly no one like you and there never will be! i love you with all my heart and i will cherish this taybrina era (and all the eras) till the end of time 💞💞💞"

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HAPPY DETENTION DAY!!

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— March 24, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries

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English: Every March 24, the National Day of Memory for Truth and Justice is commemorated in Argentina, as a way of remembering the victims of the last coup in Argentina, which began on March 24, 1976.

It lasted 2,818 days

20,000 factories closed

340 clandestine detention centers were created

external debt multiplied ×6

more than 200 banned songs and movies

over a 100 banned books, including children's books

increased poverty from 4,4% to 37.4%

30,000 people missing

more than 4,500 people were murdered and tortured in ways so disturbing that I cannot speak here

Español: Cada 24 de marzo se conmemora en Argentina el Día Nacional de la Memoria por la Verdad y la Justicia, como una forma de recordar a las víctimas del último golpe de estado en Argentina, iniciado el 24 de marzo de 1976.

Duró 2.818 días

20.000 fabricas cerraron

Se crearon 340 centros clandestinos de detención

Se prohibieron y censuraron más de 200 canciones y películas

más de 100 libros prohibidos, incluidos los de clasificación infantil

aumento de la pobreza del 4,4% al 37,4%

30.000 personas desaparecidas

más de 4500 personas fueron asesinadas y torturadas de formas tán perturbadoras que no puedo hablar aquí

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Timothée Chalamet filming ‘A Complete Unknown' on March 24, 2024 in NYC. ✨✨✨

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dream giving george a fork, sapnap taking it, and then dream making sure to give george a new fork

dream doesn’t usually eat cake btw. he wasn’t giving away his own fork, he just wanted to make sure his george had one

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“Crazier” by Taylor Swift was released 15 years ago today.

 In Hannah Montana: The Movie, Taylor Swift made a cameo and performed the song!

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Prompt 24 - Candy

@jegulus-microfic March 24 Word count 995

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They arrived at the boundaries of Malfoy Manor, dressed in their best dress robes. Walburga had insisted that Remus be left at Grimmauld Place, locked in his room. Regulus hadn’t protested. He knew better than to defy his mother. He had locked Remus in himself. That way, he knew Remus wouldn’t be hurt if he tried to escape. If his mother had set up the wards and Remus had tried to break them, he would have been cursed. 

Regulus had also left his mirror with Remus and his walkman. Then he could talk to Sirius or James if he wanted and listen to music. Regulus hadn’t realised how much he actually liked Remus Lupin. He’d pulled a face when he realised he cared that Remus was comfortable while he was locked up. 

Walburga snapped him out of his thoughts with her sharp tone. 

“Best behaviour tonight, Regulus. Do not disappoint me.” 

“Yes, Maman.” He said, his back straightening slightly as he slipped into his posh little pureblood Lord role. 

Orion stepped up to the door, and it instantly opened. A tiny house elf greeted them. She was wearing a tea towel emblazoned with the Malfoy family crest. 

“Lord and Lady Black and Young Master Black, please be following Candy to the drawing room.” She bowed low and turned. They followed her, the front door magically closing after Regulus had entered.

Candy led them to the largest of the drawing rooms. Walburga would have settled for no less and taken offence if anywhere else had been suggested. 

Narcissa was well aware of her Aunt’s temperament and had gone all out. Magical cocktails waited for them. A deep red one that slowly shifted to green and left the drinker smoking at the mouth called dragon’s breath. It was quite refreshing, with a spicy hit that Regulus found surprisingly pleasant. And a blue shimmery one that fizzed and popped, named after the famous sweet’s fizzing wizzbies. Regulus thought Remus would enjoy that one. He had to quickly shut down that thought. Figuring out that he liked Remus was already becoming an annoyance. 

Candy kept popping in and out, bringing more and more alcohol. Regulus had taken to vanishing small amounts of his. He needed to be clear-headed for what he had planned.  

Orion’s voice had grown steadily louder with each drink. But when no one else was looking, he winked at Regulus. He realised that Orion was doing exactly what he was. He knew how important tonight was. 

Candy reappeared and whispered something to Narcissa, who stood opening her arms, letting her silk dress robes flow around her and proclaimed that dinner was served. 

The meal was just as exciting as the drinks had been. Narcissa may be married to a Malfoy, but she was a Black at heart and loved drama. 

Seven courses later, Regulus was feeling sleepy with the amount of food he had eaten. He hadn’t taken that into consideration. 

They retired to the drawing room, the fireplace now blazing. Cognac and coffee were passed around, and they settled in for the rest of the evening, discussing politics and his mother’s favourite topic, the Dark Lord. 

“Regulus has a wolf staying in our guest room,” She complained. “But it is at the behest of the Dark Lord, so I can not go against his wishes. But it makes me feel physically sick thinking that halfbreed is lurking in our ancestral home.” Regulus kept quiet, waiting for his chance.  

Candy had just refreshed everyone’s drink, and he made his move. 

He stood and excused himself, saying he wouldn’t be a moment. He made sure to sway slightly, as officially, he’d drunk quite a few of those lethal cocktails. 

He didn’t even know if the last Horcrux was here. He’d spent enough time around the others to hopefully be able to pick out the dark magic that surrounded each of the ones they’d found. The only problem was Malfoy Manor was enormous. Far bigger than anything Lucius and Narcissa could ever need, but Regulus also knew the Manor like the back of his hand. He started in the collections rooms. There were some very dark artefacts in there, but nothing that felt familiar. He slipped down to the hidden rooms beneath the Manor where the really dark stuff was. Again, nothing stood out. 

He checked Lucius’s bedroom and Narcissa’s, just in case. Lucius had a lot of portraits of himself in his, but other than that, it was pretty boring. 

He was about to give up and head back to the drawing-room when a shiver ran through him. Almost as though he was being led, he opened the door he’d just walked past. It led him into the vast library. 

He was running out of time. They would notice he was still gone soon and come looking for him. He closed his eyes and tried to feel out where he needed to go. It was definitely the same magic. He walked towards the centre and the round bookcase. It was beautiful, all dark wood and rising right to the ceiling. 

The books on it were the pride of the Malfoy collection. He didn’t want to think what some of them were bound in. But there on the display shelf was something completely out of place. 

A small black diary stood pride of place on its own stand. The dark magic was dripping off it. Regulus picked it up and flicked it open. It was blank. But he knew it was a Horcrux.

He did something next that would haunt him for the rest of his life. He grabbed the nearest book that just happened to be a first edition of Moste Potente Potions and tore a page from it. Quickly, he transfigured it to look like the notebook and replaced it. He checked his work one last time and was about to leave when. 

“And what exactly are you doing, Regulus?” Lucius Malfoy purred just behind him.  

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