#frayednott

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She wants someone strong, not necessarily kind. She is not bored by kindness, as her sister is, but she is too harsh even to feign gentleness when isn’t there, too harsh and too blunt. She is honest to a fault -- and so she would want someone equally so. Someone who would challenge her when she crossed lines, but someone who would stand by her when she truly believed in something she did.

     Someone who can laugh when she can’t, someone with enough light to balance out the exhaustion and the darkness she battles day in, day out. Someone who won’t challenge her when she doesn’t know how to charm or seduce, someone who will love her because of rather than in spite of. Someone she doesn’t have to protect, someone who won’t expect anything but exactly what she is.

They had just seen one another, and right now, Daphne wished he was there. Her body was SCREAMING and the blood pounded in her ears. Theodore needed to save her, because she couldn’t save herself. The screams of pain left her mouth as she thrashed around on the ground. Amycus Carrow stood above her, a wicked gleam in his eyes as his wand was faced towards her body. Daphne Aurora Greengrass knew she had fucked up - especially when the first Crucio hit her body. Her screams grew louder as the curse intensified. She blindly watched the students pass by and wanted to know why no one would fucking help her.

Then, the curse was lifted and Daphne laid there, confusion warped her senses and she had no idea where she was. Screams still left her mouth as after shocks of the curse left her still and frozen. And, before she was able to move. Everything went black. 

tru, so fucking tru. his smile, his face, his hair, it’s just Theo. Everyone else can go home.

omfg

who's going to be the advisor tho

The world is falling apart around her and she feels like she’s DROWNING.

Astoria is a Death Eater, Marked and branded. Draco is miserable, now, exhausted and afraid whenever she looks at him. Pansy is exhausted, wide-eyed and frightened even if she doesn’t want anyone else to see. And she is angry, angry that they’re all LOST TO HER, worried that it’s because she couldn’t save them.

Her hands shake when she finally collapses onto the sofa in the Common Room, an abandoned book shoved aside to make room. It’s empty, now -- no more merriment like they’d had the year before. Instead, it’s silent and empty and cold and hollow. Her hands shake and her heart feels fit to burst with anger and fear. The feeling does not fade with the sounds of another’s entrance. 

"Give me twenty minutes and then I’ll be ready--”

          Daphne doesn’t often go out and do things--that requires a lot more           human interaction than she usually likes, but Theo had asked nicely,           and Daphne has nothing to do tonight, and she’s B O R E D. So gett-           ing drinks with a friend from school, who she hasn’t seen in months,           is a good opportunity to alleviate that boredom.

     Except she’d completely forgotten. Which is why she’s getting      dressed now, after answering the door in a tee shirt and panties,      instead of doing this at a decent time.

“Sorry. I’ll be quick--!”