witch's hand & wizard's stone

     It’s obvious the boy is new, even without the      American inflection. Very few people dared       to speak to a boy who was labelled as ‘mad      and dangerous’ by the majority of the       wizarding world. But the cuts and bruises on      his face suggest he’s not the only one having      a hard time.

          “Er, yeah, of course. I’m— I’m Harry Potter.            Are you in Gryffindor?”

                                      ❛ Hmm… agree to disagree, on that idea                                        of war. There are only two main figures                                        in a battle, I should think; we have the                                        combatant and the adversary. Then the                                        the subordinates who are the allies, and                                        finally, we have the victims. If the adversary                                        was clever, they would pulverize the lowest                                        first: the victims. It would leave the comba-                                        tants with no successors, if they happen to                                        be triumphant. In short, there are no victims                                        of war, one way or another. ❜

                                   [ she had then also decided that she                                      wanted to know the boy —— no quixotic                                      ideas implied, of course. she had only                                      just met him, no, seen him today. yet                                      the strong desire to know what type of                                      path a person had stumbled out from                                      was prickling; first, though, introductions. ]

❛ Is it still frowned upon for the girl to                                               introduce themselves before the boy,                                               or… well, let my progenitors grimace                                               if it is. My name is Lily. ❜

                            ❝ Even those who start the war can become                             victims of it later on, though not physically the                             victors and those who come out on top, can b-                             e torn, mentally from what they've seen and cr-                             eate a victim and even casualty of war. ❞ I di-                             dn't start this war with Gregory, but I sure as h-                             ell will finish it; for Jason, for those that he has                              killed for his fight for power.  He has created m-                             any victims, and one enemy he would regret e-                             ver meeting.  And though in the end Seph wan-                             ted blood, more than anything for those who we-                             re killed for no reason, other than his hunger for                             the raw untrained power of young and susceptible                             wizard, he wanted to find peace-- to live a life with                             out watching his back for the alumni that were su-                             re to drag him back to the man he wanted dead                             more than anything in his life, that was what he                             wanted.  Someone to die, a specific someone-----                             god he was too much like his father and he didn't                             even know it.

          “—whatever you’re about to say,             trust me, I’ve already heard it.” 

     ❝ --- you really haven't been here long, have you? ❞