#wewhoareflawed

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Hermione stared out the window and ask, for the second time, if the driver was sure this was correct. He assured her he was as he got out to open the door for her and grab her bags. (She may have overpacked but she had to be sure she had everything she could need.)

It had been a terrible, terrible week. She had lost her husband, the father of her child. And now she had a little boy, less than two years old, who she had to convince it was all a big adventure, even as they went into hiding for the second time to escape all those both praising her name and cursing her for having the audacity to live when the Dark Lord had found their home.

Lily took a deep, steadying breath, then helped Harry out of his car seat and down onto the ground. She shouldered their large bag of shrunken possessions, grasped his hand, and lead him carefully up the path to the home of her childhood best friend. To their protection. This was all going to go terribly.

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🥊 - Snape

Harry shoved himself away from the Potions lab table, stalking toward his professor. He was quite done with the day’s Legilimency lesson. 

@theacerbicprince

James Potter and Severus Snape were not friends. James had spent his glory years teasing Severus as an absurd display of his masculinity and social power. As James grew older he saw the error of his ways and wised up, the past few months with Lily had especially made him realise how wrong he had been. He never lost sleep over it, he didn’t care that much, but he was wise enough to know that he was in the wrong.

Tom was very observant especially when it came to something that he believed would help him his long term plan.

He had been recently looking into how other species could help him out and that was when he began to notice something, once a month there was always a boy in the hospital wing and that always occurred around the full moon.

They had a werewolf in the school and that was news in its own but he knew if he convince this boy that he was his friend, he knew he would be able to manipulate them.

      Books -- an avalanche of paper and       glue surrounded her. Sprawled out,       flat on the floor Meddy took a moment       to register what had just happened.       She’d left Divination and had been       waiting for Draco to round the corner       so they could talk.

      Warmth filled the shallow pit of her       cupids bow. A shaky hand brushed       it coming away red. Her nose was       bleeding. The realization caused a       dull pain to throb across her face.

“ Oh, Tituba’s tits ”       she swore -- words a dull whine.       Someone was speaking. The girl       who’d run into her. They were in a       few classes together but they’d never       spoken. She’d seen the way her housemates       teased the girl.

      Meddy stood and began to gather her       things, wand halfway across the corridor.