Tonks and Penny were casually walking up the grand stair case towards the third floor after finishing potions class. Penny looked irritated as Tonks smiled widely to change the mood.Â
âI already told you Iâm sorry Penny,â Tonks whined. âI didnât know we were supposed to put one teaspoon of dragon scales into the potion.â
âYou poured in one tablespoon!â Penny yelled. âThe instructions were LITERALLY in front of you, Plus you nearly fried my hair off.â
âYeah butâŚyou can brew a potion for that and itâll grow back.â Tonks smiled widely again. âOHH, if it grows back long enough you can be Rapunzel for Halloween this year.â
âNot the point, Tonks.â Penny facepalmed. âNever mind that, so tell me why weâre meeting Isaac in the girls bathroom againâŚSpecifically the third floor girls bathroom? You know Moaning Myrtle haunts the place.â
âWhere would you go if you suddenly woke up with cat earsâŚwell to really think about it not aâŚgirls bathroom becauseâŚheâs a boyâŚâ Tonks paused at the entrance of the third floor thinking long and hard on Isaacâs situation. âI mean we wouldnât go in the boys bathroomâŚwell I could if I changed my-â Tonks grew oblivious to her surrounding now talking out loud to herself. Penny soon snapped her fingers in her face.
âFocus Tonks. We have to help Isaac. Now hurry up inside before you trip and fall all the way down to the main corridor,â Penny practically pushed Tonks into the third floor hallway while Tonks rolled her eyes.
âThanks mom.â Tonks laughed and both proceeded down the hallway.
Meanwhile in the girls bathroomâŚ
ââŚand then suddenly here I am faced towards the mirror an now I look like this! My hair is basically a mood ring at this point!â Isaac paced back and fourth shouting out his frustrations. He then looked upward on the right of him; there Myrtle was levitation over one of the stalls near by giggling obnoxiously.
âTry being dead itâs much more fun.â Myrtle snapped sarcastically.
âWell at least you didnât die looking like your pet.â Isaac leaned near the sink station behind him. âYou did have a pet right?â
âA toad. His name was PhillipâŚfeeding his was torture.â Myrtle rolled her eyes.
âBy the way Iâm curious, how did you die exactly?â Isaac then heard voices behind him causing Myrtle to scream, flying directly in the stall below her. Giving Isaac an idea he ran into the stall two doors away from Myrtleâs and locked the door. Not knowing who was arriving he kept quite.
Penny and Tonks arrived inside. Both walking around the bathroom looking for Isaac.
âI swear I just hear his voice.â Penny said.
âOY! ISAAC! COME ON OUT YOU SILLY LITTLE SPROG!â Tonks practically yelled at the top of her lungs while Penny tried to shush her.
âNot so loud, we donât want people to know weâre here.â Penny glanced behind her towards the entrance then back towards the stalls.
âHi ladies.â Isaac nervously choked out.
âWotcher! Why are you hiding in the stalls?â Tonks knelled downward noticing Isaacâs shoes planted firmly on the bathroom floor.
âWell thatâs just the surprise isnât it?â Isaac groaned.
âYou sent Tonks and I a message practically begging us to meet you here,â Penny spoke. âWhatâs the emergency?â
âA couple things: I trust you both enough to lend a helping hand at a moment like this and I would of asked Bill or Rowan but they were to busy cracking jokes about it.â Isaac pondered miserably.
âWhoa. Iâm officially more mature than boys! They should make an award for that.â Tonks drifted as Penny sighed in annoyance.Â
âCome out of there and show us. We promise we wonâtâŚâ Penny looked back towards Tonks as she tried to hold in her giggles. âOk I promise I wonât laugh at it.â
âFair enough.â Isaac slowly crept out the stall soon facing Penny and Tonks. Penny widened her eyes and covered her mouth. Tonks, on the other hand, expression grew eccentric.
âIsaacâŚwhy do you look like a human cat hybrid?â Penny was stunned. âPlus why is your hair changing colors?â
âOh my goodness.â Tonks approached Isaac, moving in up close and personal. She held out her hand, gently scratching behind his cat-like ears. Isaac was enjoying every second of it, purring in the process.Â
ââŚHeâs purring.â Penny didnât know what to think of the situation. âThis is mental.â
âOooohhh thatâs the spotâŚHEY WAIT A MINUTE!!â Isaac jolted away from Tonks.
âI never would of thoughtâŚâ Tonks was amazed.
âBefore I start meowing for tuna fish or something can either of you tell me whats happening to me??â Isaac frantically pelted out his frustrations towards his Hufflepuff companions.Â
âIsaac from what Iâm observing I think youâre-â Penny soon was interrupted by Tonks.
â-just like me.â Tonks finished. Then without trying, Tonks morphed her face; Resembled into a full cat-like facial features. Isaacâs cat-like eyes widened and his jaw dropped. âYouâre a metamorphmagus.â
âA meta-WHAT??â Isaac already knew about how Tonks could change her hair color at will but was frozen due to how she was able to morph her face to look like a cats.Â
âYou can morph your appearance at will.â Penny said. âThe breed is extremely rare and only runs in so many bloodlines.â
âMorphing at will is an understatement at the momentâŚmy face has been stuck like this all morning.â Isaac than meowed in sorrow. âTonks how do you fix it??â
âLike this.â In a span of a few seconds, Tonks reverted her face back to her normal look then got the jitters. âOOHHH Iâm so excited!!â Tonks nearly squeaked.
âIâm happy that youâre excited but how did you do that?â Isaac groaned again.
âJust focus on how your face and hair looks normally; close your eyes if need be, itâs how I learned the first time.â Tonks instructed. Isaac soon shut his eyes and followed what she said; unknown to himself, Penny and Tonks noticed his face slowly reverting back to its original state.Â
âThe term barely started and I have already seen it all.â Penny sighed. Isaac ran towards the mirror ahead of him glancing at his reformed face.
âIsaacâŚdo you know what this means?â Tonks approached Isaac turning his body towards her as she grinned in pure joy. Penny grew uncomfortably worried.
âUmmmmmâŚno?â Isaac hesitated then out of nowhere Tonks gripped his shoulders.
âYou and I are officially partners in crime!! I cannot wait to teach you everything about morphing. We are gonna have so much FUN!! Right Penny?â Tonks turned her head right towards a very distraught Penny.
âThis will not end wellâŚâ Penny felt defeated. Now knowing that Isaac is also a metamorphmagus sheâs now worried that Tonks would be the real reason he would be expelled from Hogwarts.
âWell it wasnât a no. Come on you two, wait until Tulip hears the news!â Tonks suddenly gripped both Isaacâs and Pennyâs wrist tugging them as she dragged them both out the girls bathroom.
âIS THIS WHAT WIZARD PUBERTY IS LIKE??â Isaac pelted out after being dragged away, knowing in the sudden future that the Cursed Vaults are just one half of his problems.Â
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(Okay so my last reblog that I posted from my other Tumblr page that I rarely use is my MC of Hogwarts Mystery. I decided to add a bit of a twist. Enjoy)
Just recently turning 13 in June, Isaac (My MC name) has been having a mix of emotions since the last year at Hogwarts. Still no lead on Jacob and keeping his close friends out of danger; each thought has been pounding his head like a irregular heartbeat about to give out. Only arriving back in school a week ago, Isaac has been having trouble sleeping. He kept Hendrix (his cat) close by continuously petting him while snacking on Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Beans. He was careful and picky about the flavors, he enjoyed the grape flavored beans in particular. His catâs purring was so relaxing to the point where Isaac grew drowsy. So he laid his head down and slowly drifted to sleep.
The morning after, Isaac opened his eyes having the sunlight nearly blinded him. He shut them again to adjust to the daylight, proceeded to hop out of bed and then made his way downstairs to the bathroom to wash up. Arriving in the common room below something seemed off. His peers all gazed upon him trying to hide their laughter.Â
âNice hair, Rose. You experimenting?â One of the second years giggled.Â
âWhatâs going on with your nose there? Itâs looks squeamish.â Another student smirked, holding her breath to keep from blurting out in joy.
âAre thoseâŚwhiskers?â Ben approached me stroking his chin double looking Isaacâs facial features. Â
Growing annoyed, he paced abruptly towards the bathroom. Arriving inside he seen Bill and Rowan chatting nearby. Hoping to get past all the various snickering from fellow Gryffindors, he approached them both and let out a huge exhale.
âMorning Bill, morning Rowan.â Isaacâs mood went from relieved to concerned when he soon realized that even Bill and Rowan were desperately trying not to burst into laughter.
âUm morning.â Rowan grinned. âHas anything changed with you recently?â
âWhat do you mean?â Isaac grew puzzled, raising an eyebrow.
âWellâŚwhen was the last time you seen Tonks and/or Tulip?â Bill started biting his lip, practically giggling at the moment. âMatter fact, either Iâm mental or those areâŚcat like whiskers. Youâre spending way too much time with Hendrix if youâre morphing into a cat,â
âA CAT??â Isaac sneered. âOk whatâs going on?!â His voice grew louder and stern. Rowan tilted his head and Billâs mouth was hanging open in shock. âWhatâs with the laughter and whatâs with you two? Did someone do something to me while I was sleeping?â
âUm⌠I donât know but what I do know is that your ears are twitching.â Rowan kept his attention to the top of Isaacâs head. Isaac then cupped his ears near his cheeks. âNot those earsâŚtheyâre on top.â Rowan finished. Isaac patted the top of his head and felt weirdly shaped body parts on top of his head. He tried tugging on them to see if they were fake but as he tugged he felt pain.Â
âLook in the mirror, mate.â Bill took a step away from Rowan, making a path for Isaac to view himself in the mirror. The first thing that seemed off that his hair was a dark shade of purple; next he gasped at the sight of his cat-like features: a smaller nose with long whiskers attached on each side of his face, very distinct cat like eyes, and his cat-like ears on top.  Â
âMy hairâŚwho dyed my hairâŚAND WHY DO I LOOK LIKE MY CAT??!!â Isaac twisted the nozzles on the sink below him and tied to rinse his hair out. It grew from soft scrubs to nearly violent rubbing. Soon looking back in the mirror, his hair color currently was dark red. âOh myâŚâ Bill and Rowan soon busted out in laughter, Isaac turned his neck towards their direction.
âOy, Wotcher mate! You sure you are Isaac or are you Tonks?â Rowan caught his breath soon leaning by the sink next to him.
âWhat? What does Tonks have to do with meâŚ?â Isaacâs face grew still.
âIsaacâŚyou sure you need to see Madam Pomphey? I think youâre one fit away from coughing hairballs!â Bill laughed even harder. Isaac let out a ferocious groan and stormed out of the bathroom.
Embarrassed, he attempted to cover every part of his head and face as it continued to change into multiple colors due to a mix of confusion to anger. Due to the cat ears his hearing was so sharp that once he stepped into his dorm and slammed the door he could still hear the laughter. Knowing that Tonks is literally the only other student in Hogwarts who could change her hair color along with her appearance at will he had to find a way to keep his hair covered until the next moment he sees her. Â
The Order of the Phoenix had known about the group called "Dumbledore's Army" since it was first formed in October 1995. One of their own members, Mundungus Fletcher, had followed Harry and the other students into the Hog's Head that day in disguise as an old woman and ended up hearing the whole thing. Unfortunately Fletcher hadn't been the only person snooping: petty criminal Willy Widdershins had also been in the dirty old pub, and he immediately went scampering off to Umbridge to let her know what he'd heard. And so from that meeting on, the group went underground.
Now for most of the Order of the Phoenix, the knowledge of a secret student organization forming with Harry in charge was anxiety-inducing. All of them knew how much Fudge was looking for an excuse to expel Harry from school, and without his wand and without Dumbledore's protection, Harry would be even more vulnerable when Voldemort came after him. There were a few Order members that were proud of what Harry was doing, though. Of course Harry's godfather Sirius Black was his biggest fan, but Jacob Cromwell and Nymphadora Tonks also passionately supported Harry's decision.
"Hey, that old fink Umbridge wasn't doing her job to teach her classes, someone had to step up and make sure those students learned something," Jacob said coolly.
Tonks nodded. "Look, I'm not trying to have a go at the staff...but since the adults in their lives weren't giving them what they needed, we can't really be surprised that Harry and the others decided to go get it themselves."
Even the more level-headed Remus Lupin had to agree with this.
"They're right, Molly," he said softly. "As risky as Harry's and his friends' activity is, this is their answer to our fight. Same as Jacob and his friends dealt with Hogwarts's Cursed Vaults during the First War," he nodded to Jacob, "or his sister Carewyn and her friends took over breaking their curses, in his stead," he glanced at Tonks. "Harry and the others are too young to fight in the War itself, but their education is another battlefield this War is being fought on...so they've elected to fight back."
When Dumbledore's Army was discovered by Umbridge in April 1996, however, the fallout was worse than anyone could've predicted. Harry avoided getting expelled, thank goodness, but Dumbledore had been forced to take all the blame and then flee the school, admittedly after giving Fudge and his support staff a good trouncing. This, however, put Umbridge in charge as Hogwarts's new Headmistress and the school itself without Dumbledore's protection. To make things harder for Arthur and Molly Weasley in particular, their twin sons Fred and George physically withdrew themselves from school in order to evade unjust punishment from Umbridge. It was the day after the Weasley twins left Hogwarts that the Order of the Phoenix â sans Dumbledore â met at 12 Grimmauld Place for a meeting. The hope was to reassert the group's shared purpose and come together to take the next steps in protecting Harry from Voldemort.
What it did, instead, though, was put to light just how many cracks were in the group's ranks.
Jacob arrived slightly late to the meeting. When he strolled in, he already found Sirius, Lupin, and Tonks sitting at the far left end, with Arthur, Severus Snape, and Mad-Eye Moody sitting on the right. Molly was currently standing since she was clearing some dishes: at the sight of Jacob, she tried to greet him warmly.
"Oh, Jacob, dear...glad you made it. Here â I set aside a plate for you...be sure to eat it before it gets cold â "
"Thanks," Jacob said a bit uncomfortably, "but Pip already stuffed me full of waffles before I left the Ministry." Sensing Molly was going to argue, he cut her off by saying, "I'll eat it for supper later. Thank you."
To make his point, he even conjured up some tinfoil and magically wrapped it around the plate.
Molly reluctantly accepted this and went back to clearing the rest of the table. Jacob sidled into the seat on the other side of Sirius: the older man gave him a small smirk.
"So? Anything exciting happen at the Ministry today?"
"Besides bumping into old Lucius Malfoy downstairs again?" said Jacob. "Sadly no. Couldn't even get away with threatening his Death Eater arse too badly, let alone give him the curse to the face he deserved."
Sirius snorted. "At least you were able to do more than clean up hippogriff spit-up today. Though I did leave the bit on my dear old mum's frame: I reckoned it adds character."
"Matches her charming personality," Jacob said sarcastically as he and Sirius exchanged rather wicked smirks.
"You said you saw Lucius Malfoy, Jacob?" Arthur took interest at once.
Jacob turned to the Weasley patriarch with a more serious expression. "...Yeah. He claimed he was there to meet with Fudge after the Wizengamot had finished meeting, but I knew that was bullâŚPip told me Fudge has had to skip out on his usual Wizengamot duties thanks to how much old Umbitch has been monopolizing his time.â
Lupinâs eyebrows rose with interest. âReally?â
He glanced at Snape, who had likewise cocked his brows, but far more cynically.
âOur new Headmistress,â the word left the Potionsmasterâs lips with notable disdain, âhas sought out some assistance in punishing student misbehaviors. I gather from Minerva that the only reason your sons didnât get expelled and then subsequently arrested on trumped-up charges of unlawful magic earlier today,â his black eyes flitted over to Arthur and Molly, who both shot up straight-backed, âis that Cromwellâs sister shot down the feasibility of Umbridgeâs entire legal argument.â
The Weasleys both gave a shared exhale of relief, Arthur giving Mollyâs hand on his shoulder a tight squeeze. Jacob leaned back in his chair with his arms resting behind his curly head, looking incredibly proud.
âThatâs our Carey!â said Tonks with a huge grin at both Jacob and Moody. The grizzled ex-Auror nodded.
âYour boys were lucky, Arthur,â he said gruffly. âHopefully theyâll use their new-found independence to help the cause in more ways than just shooting off magic sparklers.â
He then turned to the others assembled.
âThis actually leads into the subject of our meeting nicely. With Professor Dumbledore now having to stay under the radar for a while, we will need to ensure the safety of both Potter and the Hall of Prophecies more than ever.â
Siriusâs gray eyes immediately flashed at Snape.
âRight. Which reminds me, Snape â care to explain to everybody why you put an end to Harryâs lessons?â
The rest of the table gave a start. Lupin shot Sirius an extremely aggravated look: clearly he had not wanted Sirius to come at the issue this aggressively. Snape himself only gave the slightest flicker of a reaction: a chilling of his usual stoic expression.
âPotter has learned more than enough in his lessons with me,â he said very icily. âI see no need to put further effort into a boy too lazy to practice.â
âSeverus,â said Molly, her brow creasing with immense disapproval, âProfessor Dumbledore said it was essential that Harry learn Occlumency! Harry is a good studentâŚIâm sure if heâs having trouble with the material, there must be another approach â â
âOcclumency is not a complex concept,â Snape said dully. âBoth Cromwells studied Occlumency with me, and they both got farther in one week than Potter has gotten in monthsâŚand this is even while both of them were obnoxiously over-emotional children.â His eyes flitted briefly toward Jacob, who only shrugged amusedly. âThe younger Cromwell was even the same age exactly as Potter is now, come to think of it.â
âYeahâŚbut even Carey told me once sheâs better at Legilimency than Occlumency,â Tonks interjected. âShe said that Occlumency involves a lot of compartmentalizing and depersonalization â forcing yourself not to feel, even when you feel really deeply. I could see Harry having trouble with thatâŚI probably would too!â
âOf course Pip finds Legilimency easier â sheâs been doing it subconsciously since she was a baby,â said Jacob. âBoth of us were born with that potential. But Snape does have a point: Occlumency requires regular practice to master. Itâs like learning how to sing. If Potter isnât practicing the techniques on his own or warming up beforehand, then he wonât amount to much.â
âBut Harry was also not born with the natural talent for mind-related magic that you and Carewyn were,â Lupin reproached Jacob gently. âNo student can successfully practice something they havenât mastered under a teacherâs tutelage firstâŚâ He glanced at Snape with a much harder expression. âAnd regardless of what you feel about Harry on a personal level, Severus, Professor Dumbledore impressed upon all of us the importance of him learning OcclumencyâŚyou more than anyone.â
âThe way I carry out my orders is for me alone to determine, Lupin,â Snape shot back. âI will not teach a student too lazy and arrogant to put in the work needed to succeed. Perhaps if Potter comes back to me ready to actually follow instructions, then a compromise can be reached. If Potter is unwilling to register the seriousness of the matter and put in the work needed to keep the Dark Lord from his mind, then on his head be it.â
âThe problem with that is that it would not be just on Potterâs head, but on all of ours, Snape,â Moody growled. âLest we forget that Potter has heard plenty of things that Voldemort would find very, very usefulâŚabout all of us.â
The table went silent. Moodyâs magical blue eye swiveled over all of them before landing on Snape again.
âYou will follow Dumbledoreâs orders, Snape â as all of us will. And anyone with a tie to Potter,â he shot a beady eye at both Sirius and Lupin in particular, âmust be ready to convince him to do the same. Dumbledore wants Potter to learn Occlumency. That sadly requires both a willing teacher and student.â
âRemus and I have already told Harry he needs to learn Occlumency, Mad-Eye,â said Sirius. His fists were balled up on the table in frustration. âWeâve told him thereâs nothing more important. Harryâs a smart kid â he knows itâs not good that Voldemort can see his thoughts. But he canât be expected to learn a damn thing from an insecure prat who's determined to treat him like rubbish â â
âSirius â â Lupin tried to urge caution, but Snape interrupted.
âWhat I'm doing is refusing to coddle him the way you and Lupin always have, Black. Potter has been shown more than enough favoritism, same as his father, and rest assured, the Dark Lord will show him none of it.â
âFavoritism?â Tonks repeated with an incredulous smile. âLike what, getting thrown off your Quidditch team for no reason, being banned from Hogsmeade, and having your hand cut open on the daily just because some sadistic old cat-lady hates you? Come off it, Snape!â
âJust because You-Know-Who will treat Harry badly doesnât mean we should,â said Arthur. Although Lupin failed to completely bite back a smile at Tonks's words, Arthur remained completely serious. âMolly was right before, Severus: there has to be a better approach. Maybe you and Jacob could teach Harry together? You seem to know a lot about the subject, Jacob â â
Jacob burst out laughing. âWhat, you think Snape here would allow me in his classroom any more than I already have been? Sorry, Arthur â not happening.â
âEven if I hated myself enough to elicit support in my lessons from the likes of Jacob Cromwell,â Snape said through a cold leer, âDolores Umbridge detests Carewyn, only slightly less than the other way around. She would sooner hire a werewolf to teach classes before taking on her brother.â
Snape sneered at Lupin. Although Lupin didnât rise to the bait, Sirius did.
"Don't take pot shots at professors who earned more esteem and respect from their students and coworkers in a single year than you got in fifteen, Snivallus -- "
"We are getting off-topic," Moody shut this down tersely.
"Yes," said Molly, her eyes flitting reproachfully between both Sirius and Snape. "I believe we've had quite enough squabbling. We're here to do what Professor Dumbledore has told us to do...to determine how best to protect Harry from You-Know-Who."
"Seems to me that might be part of the problem."
Everyone looked at Jacob in surprise and confusion. Jacob leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms.
"What?" said Molly, startled.
"Doing what Dumbledore told us to do," Jacob said in a very matter-of-fact sort of voice. "We're assuming that that's synonymous with keeping Potter and everyone else safe, when it's not."
Everyone at the table looked unsettled by this.
"Jacob..." started Lupin, but Jacob cut him off.
"Dumbledore's wanted to keep this whole prophecy thing secret from Potter from the beginning. But old Dumble's not at Hogwarts now -- he can't take care of the school or any of its students, let alone Potter. And if Potter hasn't been practicing Occlumency regularly, that puts him at more risk than ever. We can't keep this from him anymore: he needs to know the extent of the danger he's in â "
"No!" Molly interjected, her voice betraying a higher pitch of both righteous anger and anxiety.
"Dumbledore explicitly ordered that Harry would not be told, Jacob," said Arthur in a sterner-sounding voice. "It's too dangerous."
"More dangerous than the kid walking around blindly?" Jacob argued. "Be serious. The only support from the Order that Potter's got left at school are Snape, McGonagall, and Hagrid...and forgive me if I don't expect Hagrid will be spared from Umbridge's reign of terror much longer. Therefore you," he glanced at Snape, "and McGonagall are the only ones left who can tell Potter the truth he needs to protect himself."
"What Potter needs to protect himself is to do what Dumbledore instructed him to do and properly learn Occlumency," Moody said sharply. "Only then can we ensure Voldemort has no eye into our affairs. Anything any of us might tell Potter could be easily intercepted by Voldemort, if he doesn't learn to shut him out."
"Aren't you usually the one crowing about 'constant vigilance?'" Jacob challenged him without backing down in the slightest. "How the hell can Potter be vigilant in protecting himself if he doesn't know what Lord Moldy Shorts is up to?"
"Jacob has a point, Mad-Eye," Tonks said in a bracing sort of voice. "I'm no expert in Divination or anything...but well, if the prophecy we've been guarding is about Harry and You-Know-Who, maybe there is some value to Harry learning what's in it. Then maybe Harry would know enough to counteract it, or..."
"Bear in mind that in arguing for Potter to be told of the prophecy, you are deigning to insinuate that you're a wiser person and mage than Albus Dumbledore," Snape murmured coldly.
Tonks faltered. Jacob, however, did not.
"In this situation? Yeah, I reckon so."
Arthur's brows came together reproachfully. "Jacob..."
"Maybe you all have forgotten this," Jacob spoke much more coldly than before, "but when I was at school, I got roped into marching to my psychotic grandfather's drum against my will, and that resulted in the oh-so-wise Albus Dumbledore expelling me, rather than doing anything useful to help my friends, my family, or me."
His skull-like blue eyes flashed with contempt upon Snape.
"I know full well what it's like being a little teenage puppet yanked around on strings by some evil old geezer with no idea why or any real control over my life. And you damn well know my sister knows that feeling too, Snape, given you were her Head of House -- thanks in no small part to Dumbledore deciding not to tell her anything about what happened to Olivia, Ashe, or me."
"Don't blame Dumbledore alone for that, Cromwell," said Snape, "you kept more from your sister and mother than he ever did."
Jacob bared his teeth a bit. "Maybe...but I actually figured out how wrong I was to keep secrets from the people I care about and am trying to do better. Something old Dumb-Dumb hasn't bothered to do."
The ex-Ravenclaw looked from Sirius and Lupin to Tonks, seeking support.
"I know everyone at this table wants to protect Potter...but knowledge is power. Knowledge is protection. So what if Voldemort finds out Potter and we know what he's up to? What harm could that really cause? But what if the opposite happens? What if, while Potter is not using Occlumency successfully, Voldemort gets into his head the way we fear and uses what he finds against Potter? Uses it to get him alone, outside of school, and there's no way we can get there in time to help him? No one can fight off an advance properly without knowing who their enemy is. So it was when Carewyn, the Circle of Khanna, and I fought R, so it is now that we're fighting Voldemort."
Tonks opened her mouth to say something, but Lupin spoke first.
"Jacob, I understand Harry's situation has a lot of parallels to yours and Carewyn's. But we don't know the contents of the prophecy â Dumbledore does. And as much as you might not trust Dumbledore, we all do. If he doesn't believe Harry is ready to know its contents, we must respect that."
"No, we don't â " Jacob argued, but Moody had heard enough.
"Jacob, you chose to join the Order of the Phoenix after correctly assessing that it was better to fight Voldemort's rise together than hold onto old grudges. Your sister has been balancing much more precariously on the edge by refusing to properly join and fight the way she should, but at least she's not suggesting contradicting her direct superior's orders. Albus Dumbledore may not be able to be physically here at this moment, but he is still the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and it behooves us to stay in ranks until he returns to Hogwarts. And judging by the fact that no Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher has lasted for more than a year in ages..." Moody smirked, "...my Death Eater replacement included...I have more than enough faith Umbridge will be on her way out quite soon."
Jacob looked disgusted. "So you'll just cross your fingers and pray Voldemort ignores how easy it is to get into Potter's head? Even if Hogwarts does retain all of his protective charms after his departure...you really think Voldemort won't take advantage of the fact that Dumbledore's not there to try anything?!"
"No, we will do what we can to restart the lessons Dumbledore ordered Potter should take," Moody said harshly. âAnd we will keep a closer eye on both Potter and the Hall of Prophecies, to ensure the first doesnât seek out the second.â
He shot a look at Sirius. "Considering Potter seems to have some secretive way of getting in touch with you enough to still tell you things, Sirius, I'll leave it to you to convince him...in whatever way Dumbledore would most approve of," he added pointedly. "After all, you do always seem to be itching to do something useful for the Order. This is your chance."
Sirius frowned deeply as Moody turned to Snape.
"And as soon as Potter comes back to you, Snape, I expect you to stop using your lessons as an excuse to mistreat him. Just because Carewyn Cromwell was stoic enough to tolerate your teaching style without complaint doesn't mean everyone else is going to be. Adapt your teaching style to the student you've got. That's even something a mentor in the Auror Department learns how to do, I'm sure a long-tenured professor like you can figure it out."
Snape regarded Moody with visible contempt, but didn't argue the point. Jacob had slouched back in his chair, his hand resting over his mouth as he stared in aggravation up at Moody. The ex-Auror met his gaze head-on without blinking.
"This meeting is adjourned," he said. "We'll be in touch."
One by one the table's occupants left. Jacob didn't get up until after Snape, Arthur, Molly, Lupin, and Tonks had already left; when he did, both of Moody's eyes, crazy blue and normal brown, went to him like a shot.
"Jacob," he said, "I know you and your sister have a lot of resentment still for Albus Dumbledore. But I also know that you both know how much bigger this is than that. We must be vigilant: we can't afford to have dissolution in our ranks. The Death Eaters are not going to break ranks...they'll follow Voldemort until either he wins or he falls, without question. If we don't do the same, they'll pick us apart until there's no one left."
"Not exactly inspiring me to want to not break ranks, Mad-Eye, if it means I'll be acting just like old Voldie's gang of yes-men," Jacob muttered coldly.
He got up from his chair. When he made as if to go, though, Moody actually tried to grab his shoulder â Jacob, however, sensed the move before Moody made it with his Legilimency, and he dodged him with a glare. Amazingly this seemed to make the slightest wry smile flicker over the ex-Auror's face before he then became more serious again.
"Don't do anything reckless, Jacob," Moody whispered. "This whole situation is not something that could be explained succinctly...especially when we don't know the vast majority of what the situation is, to begin with."
His brown eye actually narrowed a bit more solemnly.
"Remember yourself, at that age. If all someone told you was that there was a prophecy with your name on it at the Department of Mysteries, are you sure you wouldn't immediately barrel into danger to try to figure out what it said?"
Jacob stared Moody down out the side of his eye for a long moment. Then, adjusting the collar of his tan robes, he glanced at Sirius one last time and headed out without another word.
Even with how quickly he strode out of the room and then Grimmauld Place itself, Jacob's mind was whirling faster still.
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He seen her lay still on the cold ground in the Great Hall next to her husbands. Isaac felt like his heart stopped, his body grew cold and tears immediately streamed down his face. Isaac grew weak; his knees trembling. Before he fell, he ran towards his best friend completely flooded by memories as he practically begged her to wake up. He also attempts to wake up Remus until he noticed something; their hands, cold on the hard floor were almost touching. Isaac moved in between them; tears flowing down his face; he grabbed Tonksâ hand on his left and then Remusâ hand on his right. The man who helped him save Chiaraâs lifeâŚand his best friend, who always told him to smile even through rough times. This was too rough to bare.
ââŚTonksâŚâ He didnât hold back. He screamed at the top of his lungs as he cried even harder. It was Cedrick all over againâŚIt was Rowan all over again.
Meanwhile out the hall behind Isaac was Penny, Tulip, Barnaby, Ismelda, Ben, Andre, Liz, Bea, Chiara, Talbott, Skye, and Merula witnessed Isaac by Tonksâ and Remusâ bodies as his sobbing was loud enough for them to hear. Instant tears flowed down Pennyâs face, Tulip practically screamed jolting towards the right side of Tonks, the others gathered then Jacob went to grab Isaac away from the bodies.
Isaac got furious. He placed Tonksâ and Remusâ hands together knowing how strong their love was. Then he got up to walk out the front of the castle. Jacob stopped him in his tracks; Isaac soon struggles with Jacob trying to get him to let him go. With all his might Jacob holds Isaac at where he stands; his rage was so loud it got the attention of Bill and Charlie Weasley who were over by Fred Weasleyâs body. Along with Fleur; they all went over to Isaacâs direction. Charlie walked over to comfort Penny who was on her knees; sitting down with her, holding her close.
Bill and Jacob managed to sit Isaac down near a bench. No words were spoken, yet Isaac knew they were stopping him from being reckless. The brother he has and the brother he never had; all they could do is help him release the pain. Ismelda cried as Barnaby held her close, Chiara went by Remus on the ground; her cries were silent, It was all to familiar to Ben as angry tears filled his eyes, Andre comforted Tulip, Talbott and Skye were saddened but silent, Liz was also silent with quiet tears, Merula was furious. So furious that she sped-walked towards the hallway from where she came. Liz noticed her leave, hesitated, then soon followed her.
Merula, stubborn as she is, tried to fight back the pain, the anger, the sorrow. But along with facing her own parent during this war and seeing the school she once loved in shambles. She stopped in the middle of the hallway, her legs suddenly grew weak, she leaned on the wall next to her, and as tough as she wanted to beâŚshe couldnât. She was hurt, as tears filled her eyes she soon sobbed; she knew if it wasnât for Tonks she wouldnât of even known about the Potronus charm or tried years to perfect it. She respected Tonks and was glad she taught her that spell. The crying got louder; without knowing Liz watched in the distance never seeing Merula is so much pain. She would have walked to her but felt that it wouldnât be right. So Liz cried moreâŚseeing her fellow Slytherin in shambles.
âSheâs goneâŚâ Isaac spoke softly as Jacob and Bill still held him close. âTheyâre goneâŚâ Also thinking about Fred and Remus in the process.
âI knowâŚI knowâŚâ Bill quietly spoke.
âWeâre here; Isaac. Weâre here.â Jacob, being the brother he is, held his brother close. Knowing that if he didnât he would put himself in danger. Surround by all his friends mourning the loss of the conscious of the group; Isaac knew life would never be the same.
thinking about the fact that we're probably never gonna get a sixth season of black mirror, and even if we do, it'll probably never reach its peak again because the rights for the show aren't even with the original creators anymore, meaning that it "ended" on the weirdest and weakest season of them all that took basically no risks or bold stances. and even though it's not really structured as a series that could truly provide closure we're just never gonna get any resolution or further exploration of the ongoing thematic and technological motifs/philosophical conflicts that recurred and connected the different episodes and made black mirror feel like an insular strange world of its own
This year has been painful, collectively and personally, but Samhain 2020 presents a huge opportunity to honor those weâve lost and to regain some of our power. On Saturday October 31st, 2020 there will be a full moon (a Blue Moon) in Taurus. This simple fire ritual can be customized to include other elements, such as important colors, foods, scents, and sounds.
What Youâll Need:
đĽ Fire (in any safe, manageable form. Preferably outside at night)
𧸠Something representative of the person/creature/thing youâd like to honor
đĽ An offering. Depending on whom itâs for, it can be a piece of food, a drink, a note, music, or an item.
đ Paper and a writing utensil
What to do:
1. Make your fire and ensure that it is strong. If youâd like to you can use a specific type of wood or kindling that is suited to your intentions.
2. Cut or rip the paper into strips or pieces. Write one thing that has caused you pain or sadness on each piece.
3. Place the representative items around the fire (not so close that theyâll burn!)
4. Feed each strip of paper to the fire. While doing so, try to feel the burden of them grow weaker and weaker until they lose their power over you. As they burn visualize their weight on your life disintegrating.
5. One by one, hold or mentally go over the offering if itâs intangible. Think about whom itâs for, why you chose it for them, and what you hope it will bring them (happiness? comfort? satisfaction?). When you feel that youâve sufficiently envisioned your intentions for the offering, either leave it at your spirit altar, burn it, or release it into the universe.
6. Thank the person/creature/thing youâre honoring for what they contributed to your life. Try to settle yourself into a place of appreciation, acceptance, and balance. Take as much time as you need to feel the warmth of the fire and bask in its energy. Let yourself process everything that youâve overcome since last Samhain and recognize that even though it wasnât easy, you made it.
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âPart of why Pattinsonâs performances in The Devil All the Time and The King rise above his hapless costarsâ is because it seems as if he frequently operates on a totally different page than the rest of the cast and crew. In the moody and atmospheric The Lighthouse, where he plays more of a true co-lead, for example, Pattinson claimed that he âdidnât really think it was a horror film, because I thought it was so funny.â Some believed he was trolling with his over-the-top French accent in The King. Mashableâs Angie Han, in sharing her pan of The Devil All the Time, suggested that Pattinson was actually doing a sort of meta-performance with his campy, whining reverend, claiming he was the only one on set who seemed to recognize how comedic the movie actually was. Though I felt more generously toward The Devil All the Time than she did, Iâm convinced by her argument; Pattinson stands out because his performances are often cleverer than the movies heâs in. When thatâs the case, his more earnest costars donât stand a chance.â - You donât want to be in a movie with Robert PattinsonÂ
There's no polite way of saying this but I want you to fuck the loneliness out of me. I want to fuck you till I am happy again. Masturbation has to be the loneliest thing on earth and I am tired of asking for love. I am tired of asking for love to love me the way I don't love myself. I want you to tell me how I shouldn't punish myself everytime I am sad. I want you to take out my remorse and fill me with so many beautiful things that the angels start crying. I want to be happy. I want to be happy with you.
So recently, I got calls from the phone number, (937) 353-8319. They claim to be a job service, and one of their âemployeesâ, Carrigan, is friends with whoever the call recipient is, and that Carrigan has recommended you for this $15.00/h âjobâ. I also got a text message from (937) 607-1493, claiming to be Carrigan, and that they need stuff to âwin a scholarshipâ. I do not know anyone by the name of Carrigan and I know very well that this is a very dangerous scam.
If you receive a call from a number, and they ask you if you would like a job for $15.00/h, HANG UP IMMEDIATELY. If you accept the âjobâ offer, and you go in for an interview, they will give you a drugged bottle of water and you will wake up somewhere you donât want to be.
These phone calls & texts are from a human trafficking service, and if you oblige to them, you will be sold to people and you will be raped, no doubt about it. So PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT ANSWER THESE CALLS OR TEXTS. I have listened to the voicemails, and allowed my dad to do the same, and he learned that anyone offering a $15.00/h âjobâ is a human trafficker.
PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS ALL OVER TUMBLR
Okay, I am reblogging this because it is relevant again. I got another call from a 353 number. Not the exact same number, but I know that it is a trafficker because itâs 353 just like the last one. I also want this to signal boost so PLEASE REBLOG THIS.
a side note, because theyre very popular around the DMV, If you ever see a sign with something akin to âfree debt erasureâ â15/h jobâ etc and ONLY A PHONE NUMBER, ignore it. tear it down if you can, because those are well known scams and sex-trafficking baits.do not, by any means, call or respond to these messages. do not let your friends do it. do not.
Oklahoma is one of the worst states as far as human trafficking, so thank yâall so fucking much. Thatâs literally my life and the lives of everyone I know that yâall just saved. Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you
okay guys, iâm never doing this basically, but if you want to see me re-build camp redwood, itâs here! Iâm sorry because the video is 100% in french, but i still hope that you will enjoy my work âĽ. Donât forget to share it or anything please, it would be just so cool for me :(
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Online library services to entertain you while youâre cooped up at home avoiding the coronavirus
Weâre all stuck at home being responsible and socially distancing ourselves in an effort to flatten the curve, but all this new me-time can get boring quickly. So! Why not see what you can get from your library in the meantime?
Now, many libraries have closed down their physical locations in an effort to cut down on large gatherings and slow the spread of the virus, but that doesnât mean you canât still get books or other fun things from them. Look up the website for your local library and see which services they have available virtually. They may include any of these:
Overdrive/Libby: ebooks and audiobooks, plus some limited magazines. Libby is the mobile-friendly app version, and Overdrive can be viewed on a desktop site. Items may have a waiting list if theyâre in high demand.
Hoopla: ebooks, comics, audiobooks, movies, TV shows, and music. No waiting lists! Instantly get access to the content you want. Libraries pay a special fee for instant access though, so youâll likely have a monthly limit dependant on your libraryâs budget.
Flipster: Magazines. Youâll be able to go back a few yearsâ worth of issues if you really want. Selection may be slightly more limited than the libraryâs physical collection.
Kanopy: Movies. Mostly independent films, some Oscar winners, and documentaries. If you want popular movies, youâll do better looking on Hoopla. There is a pretty good collection of Great Courses lectures on Kanopy, though. Learn something new about science, history, linguistics, politics. All sorts of things.
Naxos: Classical Music. Thatâs literally it. But theyâve got 2 million tracks, so if you really want classical. This is the place to go.
Mango Languages: Learn a new language! Theyâve got Pirate English and Shakespearean English, along with actual languages that are useful in everyday speech. Thereâs about 70 language courses to choose from.
Lynda: Find an online course or class in almost anything, and learn a new skill. Whether itâs photography, illustration, marketing, or something else, youâll probably find it here.
This is not an exhaustive list. I literally just pulled this from the website of the library I personally work for. Your local one may have more services than the ones listed here, or it may have fewer. It may have different services that do the same things. Check their website. If you have a library card and a password associated with its online account, you will be able to use these types of services. If you donât have a library card, many libraries allow you to create an online account that will give you access to these services, and then once weâve slowed down this outbreak and things start opening up again, you can head into the library and theyâll be happy to help you convert your online card to one that has the full privileges of borrowing physical materials if you so choose.