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James and evan are the one who would die for you.

Pandora is a seer of some sort, she sees people's fate by touch, the first time it happened it was with her brother Evan. She tried to convince herself it wasn't true, that it was some sort of unrational fear of losing her only sibling and her other half. Evan always hugged her after the bad nightmares, reassuring her that he'll never leave her, that he'll be always there to protect her.

She never has any friends as she grows up because she can't bear the idea of the weight a stray touch could bring her. But through the years at Hogwarts, she makes a friend without even trying to. They sit in silence in the astronomy tower, close but never touching, he doesn't like people invading his space and she can't however much she'd like to hug him whenever she sees his eyes welling up on some days, they begin to talk and talk, she eventually tells him and he doesn't look at her like she is a liar or a freak. The next day he brings her a pair of white silk gloves to wear, and he clutches her hand tight as she cries.

The she gets paired with a girl with eyes the color of bright emeralds shining under the sunlight, her red flaming hair swaying with the wind as she reaches for one ingredient or another for their potion. She smiles at Pandora the first day they're assigned together, and she only looks once at the gloves on her hands. She knew she was a goner the first time she laid eyes on Lily, and she also knew the girl was a forbidden flower Pandora was never meant to pluck, only watching it from afar unless she wanted to unleash the wrath of the earth. But she comes to her, and love her Pandora does, and she does not have to have the help of a measly touch to know that she will reach for the garden's most possessed jewel.

Lily kisses her, and she sees it all. Not just their ephemeral and juvenile love but she sees green light painting the sky and a child's wails that never stop haunting her ears. And for once in her life she clings to the last shreds of mortal humanity she has, she clings to the naive hope that she can challenge the wheel of fate, that she could cut the strings playing with the people she loves. They are happy, oh so happy, and she thinks if she loves Lily enough, she would not leave her for someone else, for if she doesn't there will be no green or piercing wails. She just has to love her enough to will her to life.

It turns out she can't, as much as she wants to open her heart and let it bleed and become one with the salt in the sea, to fill oceans and let the excess flood the earth, she can't love someone enough to let them stay. She falls down to the ground and holds lily's hands in her own, she begs her not to go, not to join the good side and for once choose her, choose life.

Don't go to Troy she screams, but she watches her walk down the aile to intertwine her fringers with another, every step stealing her away to the other side where a grimm reaper stands.

At least she has Regulus, he holds her cloth covered hands as she weeps, as she becomes a shell of herself he tethers her to the earth. Evan is also there, he promised he would never leave. She has them, and it might be enough, they might not fill the Lily shaped hole in her heart but they will be the warmth surrounding it.

First it is her baby brother who breaks a promise.

Then it's a black haired boy whom she had never even known the warmth of his touch.

And then she looks up to the sky one night and she sees the green she had loved years ago morph ito the coldest and scariest thing she has ever felt.

They all leave.

(Little disclaimer so some of these make more sense I personally hc Pandora as blind or mostly visually impaired)

Lily calls Pandora "Angel" because Pandora walks like she's floating and wears long white dresses

Pandora calls Lily "Stargazer" because she can feel when lily is staring at her with stars in her eyes (also stargazer lilies)

Lily runs warm Pandora is always cold

Pandora realized she was in love with lily the first time she held her face in her hands, lily had the softest skin she had ever felt and she could feel the smile on Lily's face

Lily likes to lay her head in Pandora's lap and Pandora conjures flowers and braids them into Lily's hair

Lily wears bangles, and little bells on her skirts so Pandora can always hear her coming

Lily cooks all the meals and Pandora makes the deserts

Pandora plays the violin, lily paints, they each claim the other as their muse

narcissa laying under a big umbrella reading or something

alice digging a really big hole in the sand

alice bridal carrying narcissa into the sea then dunking them together

MY Druella wanted to be a ballerina and when she had her third kid realized she might never be able to dance the same way again. MY Druella was sick in bed but still tried to be a good mom, but was trapped in a forever cycle of losing her identity to the title of a mother, of expectations she hated but held up anyway. MY Druella taught her Narcissa ballet because she wanted something her and her daughter could both be passionate about. MY Druella loves seashells and hates her birth families signature white roses because they almost haunt her now. MY Druella cried with joy when she held her daughter for the first time, because she genuinely did love her child, even if she knew she’d be shamed for not having a son. MY Druella was not the most loving but she cared and she made sure they knew. MY Druella loves her daughters and helped Andromeda run away, not because she isn’t a purist, she definitely is, but because she genuinely believes Andy would be safer that way. MY Druella had a life beyond just being a mother. MY Druella learned to stop speaking up, but never taught her daughters not to. Especially Bellatrix. MY Druella did her best as a mother, even if she wasn’t always what her girls needed she still tried, and ended up inspiring Andy and Cissa to be amazing mothers who cut off that cycle of loveless marriages and crushing expectations. MY Druella spoiled her girls rotten and loved them to her dying breath. Was she always kind and gracious and patient? No. Was she some horrible vindictive villain? no!! She was a woman who grew up in an extremely misogynistic time and family but still raised 3 daughters who all ended up being fairly independent, strong, capable and reliable women. All who are married to men who either worship them or at the very least respect them immensely.

MY Druella was once a messy, poetic string of memories, late nights, philosophical thoughts and dreams, but overtime all that was hers became diluted in the swarm of expectations she grew up into. She didn’t fight them, never had the courage. But she raised her daughters so they could; gave them the push to never lose their voices. And they never did.

Druella did her work WELL ok put some grace on that name people

We are not the same ok