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mervinamoonishere · 4 years

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Memories she wishes she could forget but knows she never will/should (in no particular order)

- almost killing her mother amidst her curse rage; two big sharp shards of glass on her face and neck ought to do the trick but somehow Mervina’s mother powered through (like a true queen). Later on, her mother tried to turn it into a less unbearable memory by reminding Mervina that she did the impossible; she stopped the curse without drawing blood on her, just by pure will. It’s the first time in all its centuries of existence that the curse had been stopped without drawing blood.

- killing a man with her own hands; it was self-defense, and only Merlin knows what he intended to do to her, but it’s fact that she panicked upon seeing herself corned in an alleyway at seven years old with an older man, too tall for his own good. She didn’t know what possessed her (she has a sneaking suspicion that maybe it was the curse overtaking her but she can’t be sure of it) but she didn’t lose time in punching him in the balls and when metal glinted across her eyes she didn’t even need to think, she just grabbed the nearest trash bag and blocked his air ways. She had never sweat so much until that moment, and she has never cried as much as she did when she realized he wasn’t breathing.

- watching her cousin lose control of the curse; her little cousin had been ten at the time, not much younger than Mervina on her third year at Hogwarts, when she hadn’t been strong enough to hold the curse at bay two days after Christmas. Her parents hadn’t been fast enough, and it had took her a mere thirty minutes to get her whole house on fire and only five minutes for her family to arrive. Luckily, Mervina’s uncle and aunt had been close enough to the exit for them to be saved but before they could even think about her little cousin, they heard a sickening ‘pop’ and although the fire hadn’t extinguished, it’d stopped growing. She’d heard from her mother, in tears, that her cousin’s head had been blown out. Merv had nightmares for months (at least she had Rowan there when she got back to Hogwarts).

- watching Jacob leave; he left very early in the morning. If it hadn’t been for Mervina’s observant nature, she wouldn’t have noticed Jacob at dinner, distant and a little bit lingering. When he was leaving she didn’t even need to speak, he felt her watching him. As he was leaving, he turned around and smiled at her, promising that he’d be back before she knew it. She had her first official mental breakdown later that day and it was the debut of her short hair.

- breaking up with Merula in their fifth year; she knew that her decision was best, and in time Merula would admit that it too. Even so, she wished that Merula had at least looked angry and had insulted her with cusses as colorful as her hair. But she had only looked hurt, pained, like being punched in the chest after being kicked in the gut. Mervina had left her quickly after, politely and as kindly as she could. Both parties cried about it for some time after, Mervina with Rowan and Merula with Ismelda.

- seeing Rowan break for the first time; it had been more than a year of them dating, and Merv, always the observant, noticed how Rowan always backed down whenever things got too hot between them. Mervina didn’t mind; if Rowan didn’t want to do it, then they wouldn’t do it. But she was more scared than anything else, really. What if Rowan was okay with doing it but just not with her? They would soon talk about it. Not long after they’d try it. Rowan just wasn’t having it. Merv saw the raw panic and asked the question “Rowan, do you even like the idea of doing it?”. Took a second too long to answer, so that was answer enough. Mervina had been relieved; she just didn’t like it in general! Rowan, however, felt alien. Abnormal. Like she was broken. And she was after some minutes but it was more broken as in ‘breakdown’. Merv used her mother’s words; Rowan was different and that’s okay. It ended up being ten times more stressful than she’d liked but life works in a funny way. Still, seeing Rowan so panicked had shook her, and that night she held her tighter than before.

- the panic of going to battle after so many years of peace; the Second Wizarding War gave them a scare. They’ve been living together for a few years now, and despite all the banter and arguments and unwashed laundry, it’s been peaceful. However, at the face of war, new arguments arose. Rowan couldn’t do it, even if she was a teacher at Hogwarts already; she wasn’t a fighter, and the few times she has fought she never felt good afterwards. Not even Merula had berated her for it. Merv and Merula had initially planed on fighting but with all the panic, Rowan being alone, Merula hesitance and fear of not being strong enough and turning against them, Mervina’s still ongoing training of controlling her powers, how powerful of a weapon she could be in Voldemort’s hands. In the end, they helped in background stuff but didn’t fight; they couldn’t fight with so many things clouding their thoughts. They never slept much during it, taking turns, always huddled close together.

This is all I have for now; I may update it but I felt like writing something!!

Thank you for reading have a good day

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mervinamoonishere · 4 years

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Courage

It's valentine's day at Hogwarts. And Rowan is very nervous.

In her hands, she holds what must be the most important piece of paper she has ever had to carry; except for maybe, her potions class notes that she almost forgot to review right before a test so she had to pick them up from class to her dorm and it was stressful and not relevant right now.

She's walking through the corridors with no real path, looking like quite the fool and feeling quite foolish whenever she'd peek through another corridor or an ajar door, or anywhere where a human could fit because truth be told she was looking for a human. A certain fair-haired girl with slanted gold eyes. Sorta hard to miss but Rowan's not a good thrower so she misses every damn time.

Mervina Moon is nowhere to be found. Rowan's been wandering the school like a lost puppy looking for her owner; which is a quite terrible metaphor, Mervina would never treat her like an animal but alas her mind isn't wired correctly today, no time to tire herself in trying to find 'perfect metaphors' for her current situations.

So, she's holding a card on valentine's day and she's searching for somebody. She's confessing feelings for somebody. The somebody is Mervina.

And Merlin's beard, she's nervous! So horribly nervous that the sound of shaking paper is slowly driving her mad but she can't will her hands to stop quivering.

Oh god, why did she think this was a good idea? Well, she's got no clue! Her brain hasn't been quite the same after Mervina's, well, sudden existence; she's lost sense, she's losing focus in class, she's always making tea now! She didn't do that before. She doesn't even like tea that much, it's Mervina that does.

In the middle of the dungeons' main corridor, she halts rather dramatically. She questions, 'Can you blame yourself, Rowan?'

It's sorta hard to not admire Mervina's calm nature, especially when Merula (quite childishly, might she add) confronted her all those years ago and all Merv did was alleviate the situation, to throw water into the fire to try to extinguish it. And right after, in potions class, oh how lost she was! She felt like she didn't understand much with Snape's glare-y attitude (and the whole bulbadox powder incident). All it took was a simple glance at Rowan and Mervina was already on her tail, discussing the techniques and answering all of Rowan's 27 questions - yes she counted - with a smile and patience.

She would always push Rowan behind her with an arm outstretched, protecting her from Merula, Peeves, literally any vaguely menacing magical creature, a falling student that one time (she did feel bad that her first instinct was to push Rowan away rather than helping the poor guy but Rowan just kind had a heart attack for completely platonic reasons).

And in year 3, when Rowan felt so left out and worthless compared to Mervina's new friends, everything fixed itself just as soon as it started because Mervina is ridiculously in tune with emotions, and if it weren't for Mervina's unshed tears, this wouldn't even be happening and not even friends they could be called.

Plus, how could Rowan forget all the stupid stuff Merv does. Mocking Snape right in his class, badly, even making Merula lose her composure. That one time Rowan had her wet hair all over her face, making her look, and she quotes 'Like a bloody Bloody Mary, Rowan! What the fuck, I almost peed myself- Stop laughing!'. That's her personal favorite, she's never forgetting that one.

Their everyday hugs. They're just... perfect. And warm.

Also that time they almost kissed in flying class. That was- yeah. She just lost balance when Merv came to her and they kinda sorta almost bumped heads and kissed. Yeah. That happened.

She's beet red by the time she's close to the courtyard, and she hugs her little card closer to her chest, her heart parkouring all over her ribcage like an emotionally traumatized teenager, with parental issues, that just needs a hobby to get away from their toxic domestic environments. Mervina has her version of rambling and Rowan always listens and she almost tripped on a ridiculously small rock, honestly, she should watch where she's going instead of talking to herself about Mervina and not talk to her about her.

Ah yes, eloquence.

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If it had been any other day of the year, she'd be the laugh of the school. Luckily it's valentine's day, so carrying around a bouquet doesn't look as outrageous as it should.

Mervina had thought long and hard about this. Rowan has always been easier to get close to, she's affectionate, caring, and just lovely. Merula is very different. She couldn't even begin to think about giving Merula anything on valentine's day. She settled on just being friendly and hoping she'd get the hint. She's still not sure if she did but she looked embarrassed enough, so. She must've gotten something.

Now, Rowan, she knew what to get. Flowers were always a favorite of Rowan, being a huge nerd of their meanings and such. It's perfect! She didn't even spend hours researching flower meanings and avoiding roses like the plague since Rowan doesn't like them, losing countless hours and money buying them only to then worry about them rotting when the day did come.

Was it worth it? Well, she doesn't know. The flowers are cute and all but if Rowan doesn't reciprocate her feelings then... what was she going to do?

It didn't help that everybody kept pairing up Merv with her two crushes. With Rowan is 'You guys are so cute!' and with Merula is 'Your chemistry is ridiculous!' and it would worsen whenever they'd hear them; Rowan got so embarrassed Merv feared she was uncomfortable, and Merula got so angry she feared there was no chemistry at all, just hate.

So, it poses the question: 'Does Rowan like her back, or are they just friends? Does she blush because she's flustered or incredibly embarrassed?'

For such a colorful bouquet, Merv did look like a storming cloud walking around the training grounds. She's never felt so lost, not in this sense anyway.

It's just- Rowan's so friendly, always so kind. She's a true friend, through and through. Right from the start, no matter what acclaimed weirdness she always talked about, Rowan's so easy to talk to and so eager. She's smart, stupid smart. Trouble with words? Ask Rowan, she sure will know something. Problem in charms class? Or maybe transfiguration? Well, guess what? Rowan Khanna exists! Thank goodness for that.

Her tie's always messy, no matter how many times she's taught Rowan how to do it. And when she's excited she flails her arms around, her robe sleeves flapping everywhere.

Oh and that time they almost kissed during flying class. Rowan never mentions it. Merv's too cowardly to do it either. It just sits there, like a big smug elephant in the room.

By the time she reaches the courtyard, it's sunset, which is stupidly romantic and as Mervina turns around to leave she spots familiar dark locks.

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By this time, they're in their fourth year. They're not adults in any way but they're not children either. Still, the moment they even get a glimpse of each other, they hide their presents behind their backs, a comical action, almost cartoonish. Both girls looked like startled stoats, eyes like saucers. Only the birds broke the silence, and the fountain of the courtyard gave a pleasant sound to the atmosphere.

A minute passes and they open their mouths.

"Alright, I have something for you-"

"Fancy seeing you here, because-"

Oops. Not expecting that. How awkward. "Rowan, you can-"

"Please go first-"

They trade sighs before Mervina wears the pants. "We'll both do it on three, 'kay?" With Rowan's nod (albeit she's shaking all over), Merv counts down.

three, two, one

There are sounds of shuffling, neither of the girls really knowing of what since both idiots have their eyes closed. They open their eyes and process what's in front of them. Rowan's little pink card; Mervina's vibrant bouquet. Amidst their stupidness, they flush and laugh their asses off until their bellies ache. Oh, how embarrassing. What was there to worry about? Nothing! All that fussing for nothing.

The gifts switch places. Rowan's card is rosy, with lots of scribbled hearts and scratched out words because Rowan's rambling extends to her writing too; and Mervina's flowers were an odd bunch, but beautiful, with peonies, gilliflowers, buttercups, gerbera daisies, carnations, and sunflowers, Rowan's favorite flower.

Warmth weights on their chests for a while, admiring their presents like rare jewels. (Ugh, lovesick fools.)

With some courage, Rowan stands on her tippy toes and plants a peck on Mervina's cheek. Which was unexpected, and all Merv can do is hide behind her little card, red as a tomato until she breaks out laughing, Rowan not too far behind.

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Just finished it. This has been sitting on my drafts for a wEEK. Welp enjoy it cause it’s cute

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