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{ MARY MACDONALD } is a { MUGGLEBORN }, currently in their { SEVENTH } year at Hogwarts. When the sorting hat was placed on { HER } head, it shouted { GRYFFINDOR }. People tell them that they look identical to the muggle { CHLOE BENNET }, but they really don’t see it. { vesper/21/pst }
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“Commitment is an act, not a word.” ( Andromeda )
He gazed at her, slightly confused for a second. "Merlin, 'Dromeda. If you really want to switch toilet paper so badly I understand." They had been having this out for a while, she was convinced that the toilet paper they were using was giving her horrible rashes. He hadn't had a problem with it, though he did like how soft it was. It wasn't a large squabble, but when you'd been married as long as they had the little things were the things most often quarreled about. You find that you run out of reasons to tear each other's heads off, so you must make up your own.Â
âťťYou almost shot me! Again!âťž VIC TO SLOANE LET THE BROSHIP COMMENCE
Sloane smirked at the blonde’s reaction, blowing the top of the marshmallow blaster before setting it down in front of the untouched pile of textbooks. They had a small exam coming up, and while the rest of her roommates tried to study, Sloane was taking one of her hourly breaks and opted to mess with some of the girls, her methods including a marshmallow blaster, a toy she’d started to pack with her in her fourth year.
         ❝Well, Vic, have you ever considered that maybe, just maybe, I meant to almost shoot you? At least try catching it and not let me waste my marshmallows.❞
âťťA little warning would have been nice!âťž ( Minnie to Charlie )
"I wasn't sure how to break it to you...um, I just Mum really wanted us all over for dinner. I didn't expect her to spring the usual 'when are you getting married stuff' on you...didn't think I'd have to warn you..and all."
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She said she won the world at a carnivalBut I'm sure I didn’t ruin herJust made her more interesting- She Had The World, Panic! At The Disco
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Hey, sisterYeah, the water's sweet,But blood is thicker- Hey Brother, Avicii
✧ Why do you talk to me, Aster? After all these years?
Oh, he was furious. The moment the serum touched his tongue he knew he was in trouble. He half expected her to ask him about his family or if he was in fact a Death Eater. Where is your hideout, Lestrange? Tell me who is in your gang? The questions spun around in his mind as he tried to read her. Survival was the only thing that he knew by heart and if she’d turned against him, he wasn’t sure if he could fight her.
"Victoire…why?" Asterion fixed his clear blue gaze on her’s, hurt that she would betray him like that. His secrets were secrets for reason. She was supposed to understand that. She was supposed to trust him as he had her. However as the real questions came spilling form her lips, his brows furrowed though his answers seemed to fall from his lips as he had nothing to hold back.
"I talk to you because I like you, I enjoy being around you. Sure, I’m not fond of your family and you surely aren’t fond of mine either. They aren’t you. I’m interested in the things you say, the brilliant and complicated way that your mind works and the way you don’t back down from me just because of my name. I like that you treat me like a human being, until now of course. I talk to you after all of these years because you’re my friend…if not the only true one I have, Victoire.”
"You’ve shown me light and happiness, I never knew existed until you came up to me with your muddy lilac hair. You make me feel..real not like I’m some pawn in a game of chess. I do not want war, I want peace with you. That’s why…”
