#harmonae

               “ those two look obscenely happy ” glance went to another designer and model, blue eyes seemed to darken ever so slightly at the sight, after all, she had fought her way up from nothing and this particular girl she had everything served to her on a silver platter because she was the designers, little golden girl. she turned back to her mirror, running her fingers through her short hair before glancing back at the woman behind her, reaching back for her hand, she was the best of the best and the fur she herself was currently wearing was gorgeous. snow leopard, she seemed to dress in that, after all, she could determine from the way she looked that she looked good. “ you have outdone yourself... the fur is gorgeous. ”

❝    you  got  a  garage  full’a  waffle  makers ,  tim - tam ?  where  d’you  think i  nabbed  this  from ?    ❞

she  stands  in  her  friend’s  kitchen ,  her  laptop  open  to  a  recipe  for  chocolate  waffles  that’s  already  beginning  to  make  the  lower  floor  smell  amazing . 

queenie  nods  towards  the  plate  already  waiting  for  her ,  giving  her  a  grin  that  hopefully  makes  up  for  the  invasion  of  stolen  goods . 

❝    they’re  the  best  thing  i  ever  made ,  just  a  heads  up .  the  kiddos  already  grabbed  three  each  before  rushin’  for  the  school bus .    ❞

as she was turning over the folded paper her eyes flickered up towards the cash register   .   as she was minding her business and reading the news she didn’t hear the squawking of a unpleasent patron   .  what a way to start the day right   ?   especially when you’re doing your best at work and you make a simple mistake   . . .   mia placed the paper down and stood from her spot and stepped towards the counter   .   “   hey   ,   would you back off the girl    ,   she’s only doin’ her job   .   “    she swiveled herself in between the woman and the girl behind the register   .   “    want a new coffee    ?    late   ?   whatever the fuck you ordered   ?   here    ——   “   mia placed a twenty on the counter   ,   head tilting to the side   ,    “   it’s on me   . . .   now fuck off and stop giving people who actually work hard for a living a bad time   .   “    before mia headed back to her chair   ,   she winked and smiled at the cashier   .   then it faded as she scowled at the bitching patron   .

          but sometimes, it was already enough to run into a familiar witch as she walked through the ministy.    ❝  if that isn’t our trustworthy witch. minerva mcgonagall, what brings you into the ministry today?  ❞

          FLORENCE + THE MACHINES //  STATUS: ACCEPTING

            SHE DID BELIEVE IN THE other witch but that didn’t stop how worried she was, no matter how these months went by something would happen, she had a feeling it would be something bad too. if the dark lord had returned if he had risen again to bring a war with him, a war that would be fought by children, where would it leave them? she’d do everything in her power to protect the children, of course, there weren’t any questions about that but how was she supposed to do that? how was she supposed to protect every single one of them? she couldn’t and that had ruined her. 

           “ what if we lose some of them ” she whispered, gently gripping a hold of her hand while she took a deep breath, nervously playing with her fingers. she didn’t want to think about it but here she was, having such an open discussion about it but it was necessary, the wind had changed after all. his allies had started to get thirsty for blood while harry did everything in his power to keep the people he loved out of it. “ what if we can’t help them? i can’t watch how they die, min, they are children...”