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she carries the bags under her eyes like the weight can only be hers belly swollen like a globe soon to become her world she looks at you as if youâre gold and sometimes you forget to look back her voice is rich like the honey she stirs in your tea when you canât fall asleep and who would be so quick to sacrifice their happiness for yours mother, i wish i could heal every crack every wound grazed against your skin mother, i wish i could give you even half of all youâve given me, let you laugh and live and smile like the goodness youâve poured out of yourself just to see me do the same.â
Meriam BHT, for my mother, i wish i could heal you in all the places youâve been hurt.
HE. â
one.
he is the boy who you claim to detest; the one with the stupid grin and the knack for being rude and mischievious and a blundering idiot he is the boy who you dump a bowl of mashed potatoes on, after deciding that youâd had enough of his annoying antics. he is james potter.
two.
he is the boy that you still continually claim to detest; although two of his friends are pleasant, he still is not and you hope that they help in shaping him to be nicer, better â but hope for that is lost when you see him picking on another student, however not your best friend, it is still bullying and when the fists start swinging and laughter is in the air and you saw that he started it, you race to get a professor, someone to help, and swear that this james potter is nothing but trouble.
three.
he catches you when you sneak into the common room late at night, hair disheveled and eyes dark. he has that look in his eyes that claim concern but you wonât buy it. a question hangs on both of your lips and neither of you speak a word â after all, he is disheveled and sans glasses and smelling of earth, god knew what he had been up to â and you smelled of cold stones and magic but felt dirty â and he catches you, for a beat that your guard is down             ALRIGHT EVANS ? and you furrow your brows and shower him with vitriol, like you always have, however, unsure if he was deserving of it this time.
four.
he is still continually deducting points from the House by his antics and still asking the stupidest, and somehow funniest questions in class that sends everyone hooting and he asks you out so often, itâs almost comical â but you occupy yourself with your friends and your studies and kissing other boys and girls that make you happy.
five.Â
he is a prick and an arrogant, bullying toerag all rolled into one, and he is still tormenting the first friend youâd ever made and severus seems embarassed to sit with you because his friends always whisper and glance at and about you like youâre dirt â youâve heard what they say about you, youâre not deaf, and you canât believe why he still is friends with them. on top of this you are a prefect and taking your owls and Petunia still writes to you that she doesnât want you to come home and â the catalyst is what happens when james wonât stop bullying him and you try to split it up when your supposed best friend calls you a mudblood and it hits you like a brick and you shake and you are angry, at both of them and yourself and you decide you are more than all of this and nothing, all at once.
six.Â
you are sticking up for a fellow muggleborn when it hits you. a hex, a spell, a creeping pain that twists you up and makes your eyes fill with tears and know that this is worse than all the times you have been pushed in the halls or the ballistic teases and taunts that are thrown your way and you feel like you will crumble anytime soon when your attacker is disarmed and fought off through the haze of tears in your eyes you see james potter.
seven.
he is james potter and he is the boy, the man who has changed his ways and he holds your hand when you feel like melting through the floor at the news of yet another muggle(born) attack kisses your temples when you are shaking with rage and pain and the boy you see flying around on his broom, scoring and winking at you and makes you forget that when you step out of the school, it will all be toil and war. he lies down with you, a tangle of limbs, when you need to study or just an ear to listen to, and in turn, you do the same. love is a big word but you know oh god, you know that you love this james potter.
eight.Â
he is the boy who fights alongside you in missions and raids, whose friends have become your own, and he holds you through the nights that donât seem livable and he who stood by you through your motherâs funeral, through every tear and sob and waking moment, every fretful second spent worrying for your familyâs safety, and when he says everything will be alright, you believe him. because heâs james potter, after all.
nine.Â
he opens a ring box and inside lies an emerald ring, the very colour of your eyes, by the crackling hearth in the headquarters of the Order, in one of the eerily peaceful moments and he asks you for your hand in marriage and you, with fingers whose nails have been chewed up and chipped, closed the box and tell him no. and youâd never seen such devastation in his eyes before, and you just want to cry and explain but there seem to be no words and all you can muster is to tell him to keep the ring.Â
you havenât spoken of anything but missions and reconsidering your decision and oh, the upcoming battle and you begin to worry that the james potter you love is slipping away and you are frustrated at him and at yourself.
ten.
you have survived the battle but your mind is a whirlwind and you couldnât be worried about wedding bells but he is persistent and you, you are tired and begin to wonder if there will even be an eleven.

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âTo me, bravery is to stand up for what you believe in.â
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul And itâs the only thing that I know I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of ya And itâs the only thing we take with us when we die
We keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Our hearts were never broken And timeâs forever frozen, still
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zodiac aesthetics // aquarius â humanitarian, imaginative, curious, unpredictable, straightforward âÂ
I dreamed I was dying; as I so often do And when I awoke I was sure it was true I ran to the window; threw my head to the sky And said whoever is up there, please don't let me die

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Ribs // Lorde
DEFINING A FREAK. â
              The word freak had just been so ingrained into her mind,           etched into her bones and plastered onto her skin for all to see.
She was a fighter. She really was. Iâve watched people tear her down, and then ask for her help. And she would help them. She would spend hours helping them. Iâve always admired and hated that part of her.
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LILY EVANS -- THE FIRST WIZARDING WAR.
She is a fighter, with thick skin and a heart the size of a fist -- but like most of the soldiers in the war, she was a child forced to grow up too fast, thrown into the fray of toil and fire and tears. It shaped it, melded her, hardened her, but Lily Evans keeps fighting. She fights for the future, for her friends and for herself. It has consumed every bit of her and she knows she fights for what is true and what is right.

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DEARLY BELOVED. â
A loving motherâs death, a grieving daughter sent to eulogize. Lily Evans is ridden with grief and above all guilt.Â
RE: Mrs Evansâ Funeral.
   âGrief is like an ocean;        it comes in waves, ebbing and flowing.    Sometimes the water is calm, sometimes it can               be overwhelming.          All we can do is learn to swim.â --Vicki Harrison
                  Truth is, Lily Evans didnât know how to swim.