#thunderheartedwitch

Sighing, he stopped on top of the first staircase to take a bite from his apple. Most people were still enjoying the last bits of dinner, so he knew nobody could bother him. 

He looks around, feeling a familiar cold squeezing sensation run up his spine as he realizes he went way farther back than he had intended. He has a feeling that the sweets in his pocket won’t save him right now. 

He realizes he’s on the fifth floor, near the astronomy tower. The corridor is deserted, he thinks, until he notices Rosalie. He can’t stop himself from gawking in awe at the woman, well, girl at the moment, that he’d read about in his childhood but never met in the flesh before now. “Rosalie!” he blurts out. The Rosalie Weasley. He can’t believe it. He doesn’t even have room in his mind to regret letting himself be seen and heard so far in the past. “This is... an honour!”

Lyra let out a sigh, shaking her head.

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If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

3. (TW!) Hiding a body

Lyra was wandering the corridor when she found Rosalie in a rather compromising position, hovering over the body of a poor Hufflepuff whom she assumed ended up on the wrong end of the Slytherin’s wand. Lyra’s brow was furrowed in concern, wondering what exactly the poor boy did to end up in his predicament.