lee's dumpster fire

Took this idea from this and a friend-

"I remember you,"

Hi so what do you mean the innovators competition that au ekko and powder danced and fell in love in is the same one jayce and viktor went to in the canon universe haha what do you mean. haha what do you. what do. you.

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bonus: jayvik together for eternity

Whenever I read Jegulus angst I just know the writer is there behind their little laptop screen like

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August 11 - stronger

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"Hey Loony?"

The words echo through the corridors. Professor Lupin stops dead in his tracks and looks around. His first thought is that he is alone: No Sirius, James or Peter to protect him - or to be tough in front of. His second thought is that he is a Professor now and it's not he who is being called. Of course not.

"Loony, come here!"

"No. Stop."

"Hold still."

It's coming from around the corner. The same as the foul smell he went to investigate in the first place.

He steps around the corner and the smell gets stronger. Surrounded by three laughing boys stands Luna, Pandora's girl, with her arms vainly shielding her head against whatever they are pouring over her.

"I thought you said you like mimbletonia sap?"

Sirius would have hexed them into the next day.

The grief comes crashing down upon him like a wave. There is no Sirius anymore. He is alone.

But she doesn't have to be. He can stand up for her. That doesn't bring them back, but it somehow makes the pain more bearable.

With a swing of his wand, he vanishes the reeking mimbletonia sap from Luna's hair and clothes, as well as the container from the tallest boy's hands. They turn around in surprise, eyes widening when they see him.

"Detention, all of you." He has to take a deep breath to keep the tremble out of his voice. "You'll be cleaning the animal cages tonight, no magic."

“your dad dated my best friend when we were in hogwarts”

“my mother was your best friend?”

“no, not lily. someone else before her. he did a lot of things wrong. but in the end it wasn’t too late for him to be brave. and it’s not too late for me too”