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[eldritchshapeshifter]

Old Gods of Appalachia is pretty cool btw

[black-angel]

🎨: sophithil

[aviantardis]

me @ james and regulus in lmtyf

@microdamage

[avian-tardis]

i miss this fic 😭

[aviantardis]

i, a diehard jegulus shipper, just heard myself say of another ship, “but they barely even interact though”

so now i’m contemplating how long is appropriate to stand in a corner banging my head into a wall for

[aviantardis]

i just finished chapter 40 of crimson rivers and i’m about to have A Meltdown how dare you do this to me just rip my heart out of my chest like i’m the one who went into the river i am Not Okay and i never will be how DARE you i cannot. i know it will get worse before it gets better (it had better fucking get better) and i will not survive

[aviantardis]

… it got worse.

[aviantardis]

i just finished chapter 40 of crimson rivers and i’m about to have A Meltdown how dare you do this to me just rip my heart out of my chest like i’m the one who went into the river i am Not Okay and i never will be how DARE you i cannot. i know it will get worse before it gets better (it had better fucking get better) and i will not survive

[aviantardis]

What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 7: Human

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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Harry’d been right about the Great Hall. Not ten minutes after Draco woke, McGonagall appeared in the common room with noticeably purple hands to paste a notice on the door.

All students are to keep clear of the Great Hall and surrounding corridors until advised otherwise by a member of the Hogwarts staff. Students who fail to comply will lose house points and should report to the Hospital Wing promptly.

Signed Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress

Nobody knew exactly what this notice meant until one of the first years accepted a dare to disobey the posting and enter the corridor.

The small Gryffindor girl proceeded slowly, cautiously. It wasn’t until she was halfway down that a portion of the wall high above her opened up, let out a piercing shriek, and shot a ball of bright purple slime straight onto the poor girl’s head.

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What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 6: Friendly Advice

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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Harry was trying not to laugh. Draco was trying not to punch him. (An impressive display of self-control, I must say.)

To be fair, Harry hadn’t thought the doodle would be so offensive, but the minute Draco had glanced down at Harry’s paper he could practically feel his blood pressure rising. It simply could not be a coincidence that Potter had decided he was going to draw a goddamn ferret while sitting directly next to him.

“I swear, Potter, I am going to hex you into next week.”

“Oh, come on, Malfoy, I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“Oh, sure, it was completely unintentional.”

“Look, it was unconscious, I’m sorry.”

“You’re not sorry, you’re laughing.”

“I’m trying not to.”

Draco smacked Harry’s arm with his potions book, hard.

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What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 5: Helpful

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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Harry met with Ginny and the others every day for the next week. He didn’t say much himself, but it was good to hear other people talk about it.

They usually gathered in the Hufflepuff common room, which Harry had learned was actually hidden behind the barrels he’d passed a hundred times before. Like the Gryffindor common room, it was decorated almost entirely in their house colors and full of comfortable furniture to hang out or study on. Unlike the Gryffindor common room, it was packed full of every kind of plant imaginable, sitting on the floors and tables, balanced on the seats, hanging from the ceiling. Harry’d had to move a potted plant out of his chair the first time he went.

He asked them a bit about the painting thing, simply saying that he knew of someone who could use it and leaving it at that. One of the Hufflepuff girls had even lent him a small set of quick-drying paints and brushes, no prompting and no questions asked.

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What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 4: Secret to Share

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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Harry and Draco were partnered in potions again later that week. Draco grumbled about being unable to work with his friends as Harry rolled his eyes, but secretly they were pleased. They’d come up with a good system the last time and ended up working rather well together.

Draco was less rigid with his instructions now, perhaps trusting Harry not to mess up terribly - though he continued to keep an eye on the other boy’s actions.

Harry sat next to their cauldron, slowly adding two drops of troll blood to the potion every 45 seconds. He lowered his voice and turned to Malfoy, leaning toward him ever so slightly to ensure that his voice would reach his ears.

“How are you… you know… how are you doing?”

Malfoy turned to him, confusion, wariness, and some hostility battling across his features.

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What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 3: Same Kind of Different

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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The first Hogsmeade visit of the year occurred later than usual, a couple of days into November.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione went first to Honeydukes, then brought their purchases to The Three Broomsticks to warm up with some butterbeer.

“Unusually cold today,” Hermione said, “Must be below 5°.”

“Yeah. Nice and warm in here though,” Harry replied.

“Did you see Dean and Seamus? I think they assumed it would be warmer,” she said, gesturing out the window at the pair, huddled together and shivering. They were moving towards the Three Broomsticks so slowly it was almost comical.

“It’s colder than 5°,” Ron said quietly.

“Well, I would say that with the wind…” Hermione trailed off as she turned to look at Ron, “Are you alright?”

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What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 2: Not Hating

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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The next few weeks continued on like normal. Harry, Ron, and Hermoine spent most of that time together, studying in the library, relaxing in the 8th year common room, and spending time on the grounds. Malfoy could almost always be found in a quiet corner alongside Blaise and Pansy Parkinson. Since the beginning of the year, Harry had noticed the lack of Slytherins following Malfoy around like loyal fans. More often than not, Malfoy’s group was reduced to three. They were quieter than before, no longer vying for attention or laughs from their peers. Though Malfoy seemed surprisingly more content with the peace and lack of attention, it didn’t stop Harry from feeling bad when they walked through the halls with their heads down, avoiding eye contact with the other houses.

Something about his encounter with Malfoy had heightened Harry’s empathy even further than before. He was even more aware of the shame and neglect that the Slytherins experienced, not only now but before. Every day, more memories flooded his mind, times over the past seven years that Slytherins had been pushed away or hated for no reason other than their emerald green robes. First years who had done nothing were spat on by other first-years who’d never met them. He began to feel more and more guilty. Harry tried to shove these thoughts to the back of his mind, focusing on what he could control.

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What is Right and What is Easy

Chapter 1: Promises

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TW: PTSD, Self-harm, Survivor’s guilt, Self-hatred

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The start of Harry’s eighth year at Hogwarts was uneventful, a fairly odd experience if he was being honest. He couldn’t think of a single uneventful start of year since he was 10 years old. But that’s what it was; routine. Ordinary.

Of course, the aftermath of the war had far from settled. There were new reports every day, updating the wizarding world on the whereabouts of former death-eaters, debating whether their claims of the Imperius Curse’s influence should be taken seriously. Once in a while, the obituaries included an old photograph, a victim of the war whose body had only just been found. Harry tried not to look at those pages, face after smiling face that made him feel responsible, whispering in his dreams. This was your fault. You could’ve prevented this.

Someone else may not see such a reality as uneventful, but for Harry Potter, the lack of a burning scar or slithery voice piercing his mind spelled the most ordinary life he’d had in a very, very long time.

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[avian-tardis]

PSA i’m reblogging all my posts as “avian-tardis” so that i can delete and change it to my main blog

[avian-tardis]

my friend is reading all for the game for the first time… HELP ASDFGHJKL

@marauderserasimp747

[james-spooky]

after finishing malevolent & the magnus archives and catching up on the magnus protocol, old gods of appalachia, & the harbingers, what should my next listen be?

aaa thanks for asking! ok so i don’t know what vibe you want to go for so i’ll give you a selection of recommendations (in case you want to branch out genre-wise)

if you’re looking for

mystery (similar vibes to those you have mentioned): red valley (4 seasons) the deca tapes (2 seasons), shipworm (1 episode)

horror: the silt verses (3 seasons), derelict/fathom (2 seasons), archive 81 (3 seasons)

lighthearted and fun: fawx & stallion (2 seasons), wooden overcoats (4 seasons), the amelia project (5 seasons)

my top rec would be red valley as it’s a really strong series, is similar to those you’ve listened to already and s5 releases this summer ! ❣️🙏

[avian-tardis]

right! sooooo i’m already on season 2 of red valley… good rec! 😁

[james-spooky]

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