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If you could ask for one wish, what would it be?

“Peace and understanding within the wizarding the world, or a cure for the werewolves.”I wish I could be selfish and just change my life - that I’d have an older brother who’d be the everything to my parents, who’d live up to their expectations so I could be free to just be who I am, not who they want me to be.

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Favourite people in Gryffindor?

“Corliss, Ainsley, Fitz.”

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If you had to marry someone in your house who would it be?

“Fitzwilliam would be the most appropriate one, I suppose but just so we’re clear, I don’t fancy my very gay cousin.”

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Favourite people in Hufflepuff?

“Wren, most definitely.”

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Have you ever sent someone a picture or video of you in the nude? Did it include sexual actions?

“I have them but I have never sent them. My body is pretty good, I think it should be appreciated and I don’t understand the whole taboo around nudity. It’s just a body, if guys can walk around topless, why can’t I?”

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Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?

“Usually you kiss people because you like them, innit?”

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What will people say at your funeral?

“Goodbye Mira , queen of the world, you were the baddest bitch we ever heard off, you’re going to be sorely missed.”I can only hope people will miss me enough to say something good, I can only hope someone will have loved me deeply until the moment I die.

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Spit or swallow?

“A lady doesn’t kiss and tell, haven’t you heard?”

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Talk about your worst fear.

“Uh, no.”

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Talk about your fetishes.

“A full night of sleep, sleeping on the weekends past eight, staying all day in my pajamas, me walking all over the body of those who doubt me with my fifteen inch heels, clothes that aren’t form hugging nor stick up your arse. Shall I go on?”

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SMH: Fitz, Haneul, Smith

“Easy, marry Fitzwilliam, shag Remington and hex Yun, reasons are obvious. I still disapprove of this game.”

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atticus-devereux:

It was the nights like this Atticus truly loved; just relaxing in a common room with a friend by his side, talking throughout the night. These nights most frequently occurred with Mira, and usually ended with the two debating quidditch. Tonight was no different as Mira began to, in quite a slurred manner, discuss how the Gryffindor Quidditch team still had a chance of earning the cup while laying across Atticus’ lap. Her face slightly obscured by the dim dungeon lighting.

Atticus laughed as Mira, once again, cursed the current Gryffindor captain. “I’m sure you will be an excellent captain, Mira”, Atticus said somewhat mockingly but mostly truthfully, “You have a lot of talent.” A smirk flashed across Atticus’ face, “Unlike Gryffindor, Slytherin is doing excellently this season.” Atticus said in a once again mocking tone.

While Gryffindor’s tower was always vivacious and loud, full of boisterous lions that never knew when to shut up (Mira herself included sometimes), Slytherin’s was always quieter in comparison. She also liked to watch the weird green glow coming from the glass walls that looked into the lake, eerie and soothing in their own right. Seeping the warmth from Atticus she closed her eyes and yawned again. “I know we’re not gonna win this year.” Exhausted like that and sprawled across her friend’s lap was probably the most vulnerable she was. She trusted Atticus, he was one of the very few she would ever be so open to and trust he wouldn’t turn it against her. 

“ Of course I’m’a be an excellent captain-- I was born to lead.” She slurs in return, rubbing her nose and running one hand up to undo the braid on her head. She sneers at his comment on Gryffindor and Slytherin but finally looks up, smiling back. Atticus’ smile was always contagious, even slowly drifting into a state of half-sleep. “ ‘m gonna break your knee again next game and then you come ‘n tell me--” Another yawn. “-- that Slytherin’s doing better, you dork.” Mira reaches up to simply press her hand against Atticus’ face and squish his cheek. “Can’t wait for Griffin to be gone.” It’s almost whispered, one of those heartfelt confessions that wasn’t a secret to anyone who knew Mira moderately but still something that stung to admit and only semi-conscious she’d ever do so outloud. 

all we have is now // mira & atticus

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Are your parents happy with the person you have become?

“Albeit the fact mum is never happy towards anything, I’d like to think so.”

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Would you break the law to save a loved one?

“I’d like to be the person who says ‘of course not’ but I’m not. I’d kill for the ones I love, if I had to. Thankfully, I never had to and hope I never will.”

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Talk about what you think death is like.

“I imagine it feels like a beat without a melody, just, the end of it. I like to believe in afterlife, reincarnation, heaven, those things but I don’t know about them so I just hope I’ll die quickly and painless. I hope it’s either a quiet death in my bed when I’m about a hundred and fifty years old or a fast and glorious one, someone would have to kill me.” 

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Talk about an ex-best friend.

“It’s considered impolite to speak ill of the dead.”

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You know you want to answer this one... SMH Darcy, Wren, Jack

“You make it almost too easy but I don’t take baits, sorry.”

Marry Darcy, Shag Wren and fucking murder Jack