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       “They say the good die young but they never really tell you that they never die alone.” It was one of those days that Roxanne felt there was a heaviness in the air of her home. Like something had been said that shouldn’t have and she knew what it was usually about.  “Mum.. it’s alright to cry if you need to, y’know?” 

 [ war ii - former vandal ] || @magicfought ; lyric starter call

    “It’s okay. You got nothing to fear– I’m here.” 

  [ here comes a thought - natewantstobattle ] || @magicfought ; lyric starter call 

     he was fortunate — they all said so. most bastard boys with unknown fathers and unknown names — ‘of the lake’ was hardly a name worth speaking — fared far worse than indentured servitude to a fine and decent family far oftener than liked to be spoken of in lower circles. the higher circles, the ones his master stepped and treaded in, loved to say such things, and they loved to say them in lancelot’s presence; they had since he was a boy, fresh orphaned, auctioned, and contracted to master abbott in payment for his mother and stepfather’s debts. he’d believed them, thought himself fortunate indeed — he’d never been beaten or starved or even ill-clothed as some other bond-servants were he’d seen — for many years. until i fell in love with her.  “aye, mistress.”  he bowed, refusing to let his eyes linger on her oh-so-pretty face.  “master worried you were not eating?” 

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Scorpius flinched, not expecting her to be so upset. What was he supposed to do, let his two fellow seventh year classmates continue picking on his best friend’s sister? What kind of friend would he have been if he allowed the teasing to continue? He kept hunched over his work, though he couldn’t focus. It was a silly punishment, really. All they were to do was help pick out herbs while their friends were off having fun. At least they were outside getting fresh air. It would have put Scorpius in a good mood, but knowing that Lily was probably still upset for him standing up for her kept him quite bitter. 

“Maybe next time I’ll let them eat you,” he muttered to himself, not meaning a word of it as he ripped out a few plants, tossing them carelessly to the side. 

Teenage years, known to parents as the worst nightmare when dealing with children. And for Lily, she has been moodier lately. Saying things she doesn’t mean, lashing out at those who care, and immediately regretting it afterwards but knowing that sorry is not enough. She needs to do better than sorry. She glances at her brother’s best friend, some guilt swirling inside. he was just so nice, and the fact she hurt his feelings made her feel so dirty. “Sorry,” it is muttered, pride preventing it from being spoken louder.

“heard oliver spent all summer prepping for quidditch,”   a bemused smile sits on her lips as she speaks,  having decided to take a more….  optimistic approach to whatever awaits them at their first practice.   “should be INTERESTING,  i’ll say that much,”   //   @magicfought   //   katie & angelina   //   sc!

“Oh merlin help us all . . .” she loved Oliver, really, she did. Despite the eye-rolling & constant correcting on institutionalized sexist terms, there was respect and admiration. But sometimes ( more than sometimes ) he needed to tone things down a couple of notches. “That is a nice way to put it. More so, by the end of this year we are going to be TONED in places we didn’t think possible.”

“I’ve been telling you for four years now that Merula is a little SHIT.” Pip can barely keep up with the way her friend’s mouth is running, but she does make the effort. It’s not hard to tell that she’s furious over what happened in Potions - Ophelia is too, but she’d been dismissed by Snape as trying to sabotage Merula. “So what’s the plan? We gonna Dungbomb her til no one wants to be her roommate?”

Their distrust makes her want to scream, but can she blame them? The Greengrasses are known for all the WRONG reasons and she’s no exception to this reputation. “I know I can get hurt.” The gaze she fixes on the stranger is steady, betraying none of the fear that makes her gut coil and her heart race — it’s a look she’s patterned after her father’s, the same father still sitting COMFORTABLY in the Ministry while war raged around his daughters in the halls of their school. “But so could you, and I don’t see anyone questioning anyone else here but ME.” 

lily has never been one for displays of violence of any form ;  the assortment of creatures involved isn’t an excuse.  placid features contort into a gentle cringe as the other continues.   “ it’s disgusting.  the zoos in london take baby animals,  separate them from their mothers and put them in man - made conditions,  and then wonder why the mother kicks them in the face. ”   lily was quite delighted to watch said zookeeper get kicked.   “ just because they’re dragons doesn’t make it any different,  or better,  for that matter. ”

“They’re french fries,” Caroline argued gently, giving the other blonde a small smile. “They cost like $3.” Which was nothing, especially considering Matt pretty much just gave her an order of them every time that she was in — free of charge. It paid to know people at the Grill. For a moment, she just looks at the other girl, trying to pick apart the exact flaws in her expression. But it’s harder than she anticipates. Turns out, reading people is a lot harder when they’re not the two best friends you grew up with since you could barely walk. “Take some. Or I’m gonna have to use my bitch voice. And you might as well just tell me what’s going on, because otherwise I’m gonna do digging and I guarantee that I’m nosy enough to find something.”

“It’s got to get easier one day, doesn’t it?”