𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒

[castspells]

#lily  evans                    —                      abigail  cowen.                    #narcissa  black              —                sydney  sweeney.

              for     diagonshq          ,           as     told     by     peaches.

[castspells]

𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲  𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬             ⸻             𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬  𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.​

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♕ —- Impatiently, James bounced on the balls of his feet. He wondered for a moment that she might have headed to class that morning and the thought crossed his mind to check there but would she even want him to show up there. Admittedly, he wasn’t even sure that she wanted him here at her place because they weren’t exactly friends… in fact, he wasn’t really sure what they were. She didn’t hate him, he knew that much. But he wasn’t sure if seeing him now was going to help. He just knew he wanted to make sure that she was okay and that he wanted to be there for her.

♕ —- Then, the door opened and James raised his hand in an awkward wave. “Lily,” he replied unsure of what to make of her use of his first name. He shoved his hands into the front pockets of his trousers as he pushed past his nerves. “I wanted to make sure you were okay,” he continued as he found his voice. “I mean, I know… Well, I don’t know what you’re feeling but, I just wanted to check in. You were there for me when you didn’t have to be… so I’m here… Can I come in?”

I  DON’T  KNOW  WHAT  YOU’RE  FEELING  BUT   ,  I  JUST  WANTED  TO  CHECK  IN     .     the  words  that  drip  from  his  lips  are  like  a  wave  of  relief  in  her  chest     ,     words  that  she  didn’t  know  she  wanted  to  hear  but  without  him  even  realising     ,     he  had  told  her  what  she  needed     .     someone  to  check  on  her     .     the  ginger  muggleborn  had  a  habit  of  self  -  sabotage  and  left  on  her  own  in  moments  like  this  could  lead  to  disaster     ,     in  moments  of  stress     ,     in  moments  of  anxiety     ,     in  moments  of  fear      ,     lily  was  known  to  shut  down     ,     the  only  time  it  didn’t  happen  was  her  studies     ,     she  could  control  those     ,     this  moment  she  felt  out  of  control  and  didn’t  know  how  to  fix  that     .

“     ⸻     i     ,     yes      ,     uh     ,      no     ,     i  don’t  know     .     ”     her  sentence  is  disjointed  and  jumbled     ,     as  if  her  brain  isn’t  talking  to  her  tongue  before  the  words  are  rolling  free     .     physically  she  was  fine     ,     mentally     ,      this  had  taken  the  first  hit  and  she  needed  time  to  process     .     she  was  still  young     ,     she  knew  people  died     ,     hell     ⸻     her  own  grandmother  had  passed  away  but  this  wasn’t  a  peaceful  passing     ,     this  was  murder  and  malicious     .     it  had  to  be     .     “     uh     ,     yes    ,     i’m  okay     ,     just  a  bit     ,     frazzled  but  come  in      ,     i  have  the  kettle  on     .     ”     there  was  no  time  to  tease  and  taunt  the  boy  like  she’d  grown  accustomed  to     .     this  was  different     ,     she  wanted  him  off  the  street  too     ,     in  the  safety  of  her  apartment  in  case  something  else  happened     .      days     ,     lily  would  be  on  edge  for  days     ,     but  today  would  be  the  worst     .     “     i’m  sorry  the  place  is  a  bit  of  a  wreck  right  now     .     ”

[castspells]

𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚  𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫             ⸻             𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞  𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐰𝐲𝐧.

» TAGGED: evangeline + open​ » the leaky cauldron, PLOT DROP 001 !

♕ —- Saying it had been a long day would have been an understatement. A massive one. The ministry had all it’s aurors in the alley trying to clean up the mess that Evangeline could have told them was going to happen when they spent so much time sweeping everything under the rug. The magical world, once again, was a powdered keg and this was just going to the one of many explosions that was bound to happen. Stepping into the pub, she made her way to the bar top and ordered herself a drink. It wasn’t long before she was joined by another and her jaw set. “Do I really look like I want to be hit on right now,” she asked the stranger as she cut them with her green eyes. “What do you want?”

the  leaky  cauldron  was  usually  the  place  to  be  in  diagon  alley     ,     but  with  whatever  was  going  on     ,     streets  were  seeming  deserted     ,     only  cretins  and  those  not  afraid  were  lurking  the  streets  of  their  shopping  village     .     rita  categorised  herself  into  the  latter     ,     being  brought  up  as  a  slytherin     ,     she  was  raised  to  be  scared  of  nothing     ,     she  was  here  for  the  story     ,     it  was  her  name  that  had  broken  the  news  this  morning      ,      it  was  her  work  that  had  travelled  around     .     but  there  was  more  to  be  uncovered     ,     she  knew  there  was     .     “     as  pretty  as  you  might  be     ,     you  are  not  my  type     .     ”     the  reported  mused     ,      settling  next  to  the  woman     .     “     i  want  your  opinion  on  what’s  happening     .     ”     there  was  no  point  in  beating  around  the  bush     .

[castspells]

𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲  𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬             ⸻             𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬  𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬.

a laugh escapes her lips as she helps lily pick up the books gathering a few in her hands. the girl always seemed to have some sort of books with her, didn’t? they weren’t even in school anymore! “it really has, you need to stop hiding from me, i know i’m a scary monster now, but i promise i won’t do anything stupid anymore.” she says with a shrug as she stares down at the book titles. “what are you doing with all these books anyways?” 

“     ⸻     oh     ,     you  know  damn  well  i  don’t  give  a  rat  about  that  stuff     .     ”     and  she  didn’t     ,     it  took  a  minute  or  two  to  get  around  the  thought     ,     she  knew  it  were  possible      ,      but  never  thought  it  would  happen  to  one  of  her  friends     .     “     these  books  are  the  reason  i  haven’t  been  around     ,     courses  started  back  up  a  little  bit  ago  and  i’m  already  swamped     ,     unheard  of     ,     but  true     !     ”

[castspells]

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞             ⸻             𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬  𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬.

maybe this shows that doris hasn’t been around many kids in a while as she watches the mother pull the child away from the quidditch shop. “my mother used a chankla for other purposes other than putting them on your feet so i guess i see what you mean.” she says with a shrug before crossing one leg over the other as she sat on the bench. “i didn’t grow up in a big family or whatever so i don’t really know how to act around younger children sometimes, what about you?” 

laughter  bubbles  easily  from  alice     ,     shaking  her  head     .     “     ⸻     my  mother  just  used  to  threaten  taking  away  our  toys     .     ”     they  had  different  childhood  by  the  guess  of  it     .     “     i’m  the  eldest  of  five     ,     our  house  was  always  extremely  loud  and  filled  with  chaos     ,     not  so  much  now  that  we’re  all  older     ,     but  my  mother  was  an  only  child  and  she  hated  it     ,     hence  why  there’s  so  many  of  us  running  around     .     ”

[castspells]

𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚  𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫             ⸻             𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞  𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

To his credit, Amycus laughed (and loudly) but didn’t argue. He liked the reputation he held as an idiot and a savage, and didn’t need people who hadn’t been subjected to living in close quarters with him knowing he wasn’t. “I was thinking more like a picture, you know?? And then I wouldn’t need you to proof read it for me.” He hopped off of the desk he occupied though, parting with the men with low fives and dirty comments, and made his way to Rita with another grin. “There’s always dirt, it really just comes down to whether we’re on or off the record today. What if your dirt is tastier than mine? Suddenly I’ll find myself labelled a bad friend, and only a passably decent source, can’t have it.”

like  amycus     ,     rita  also  enjoyed  her  reputation     .     sure     ,     words  could  hurt     ,     but  hers  always  hurt  more  and  being  known  for  being  ruthless  certainly  wasn’t  all  that  bad     .     “     ⸻     well     ,     a  picture  is  worth  a  thousand  words     ,     but  are  those  the  right  words     ,     is  the  question  i  need  answered  first     .     ”     rita  chose  to  pay  no  mind  to  the  idiots  in  the  prophet  building     ,     smirking  and  dropping  terrible  jokes     (     in  her  opinion     )     “     can  one  really  consider  us  friends     ,     darling     ?     ”     she  teases     .     “     are  you  wanting  it  off  the  record     ?     ”      of  course     ,     one  should  never  consider  anything  off  the  record  when  it  came  to  rita     .

[castspells]

𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲  𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬             ⸻             𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬  𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.

» TAGGED: james + lily @castspells​ » lily’s flat, PLOT DROP 001 !

♕ —- The news had broke that morning, James hadn’t even finished his tea before he was pulling on his jacket and apparating out of the Potter home. He wasn’t sure she was going to want to see him that moment but he didn’t care; he just wanted to make sure that she was okay. He made his way up the front steps of the flat and ran his fingers through his hair before he pressed the buzzer by Lily and Mary’s names. He took a deep breath and glanced down at his watch not sure if she was even home. He took a step back and looked up at the building to see if he could see any sign of her being home. “Come on, Evans,” he muttered to himself.

the  news  of  a  body  had  broken  that  morning     ,     the  news  that  it  was  a  muggleborn     ,     had  broken  after     .     the  news  that  it  had  been  a  planned  attacked  by  the  looks  of  things     ,     had  set  the  muggleborn  herself  on  edge     .     there  was  no  rhyme  or  reason  given  for  the  death  of  the  young  girl     ,     no  logical  explanation  but  the  work  of  a  twisted  soul     .     and  the  news  of  this  had  sent  a  chilling     ,     mind  numbing  fear  through  lily’s  body     (     for  not  only  herself     ,     though  that  she  cared  little  for     ,     but  for  her  friends     )     the  girl  had  barricaded  herself  in  the  apartment     ,     safety  felt  unreachable  at  this  time  and  right  now     ,     as  she  sat  alone     ,     ginger  kneezle  on  her  lap     ,     every  little  sound  set  her  teeth  on  edge     .     was  she  being  silly     ?

she  couldn’t  help  but  feel  the  heavy  dread  in  her  chest     ,     it  was  a  tragic  thing  to  happen     ,     one  perhaps  she  was  too  naive  too  imagine     ,     she  thinks     .     the  wizarding  world  was  safe     ,     the  wizarding  world  didn’t  have  things  like  this  happen     ,     they  hadn’t  happened  in  decades     .     and     ,      yet     ,     it  has  come  to  the  death  of  an  innocent     ,     she  just  keeps  twirling  her  thoughts  around  the  cycling  images  in  the  daily  prophet     .     the  flash  of  an  arm  escaping  a  carry  bed     ,     bloodied  and  bruised     ,     it  stained  her  thoughts     .     she  was  stuck  in  a  loop  of  fear     .     she  feared  for  mary     ,      mary  who  wasn’t  home     ,     mary     (     who  she  knows  is  safe     ,     she  knows  the  girl  would  be  in  a  safe  space     ,     though  she’d  prefer  her  at  home     .     )     she  feared  for  her  friends     ,     she  didn’t  know  where  dorcas  or  marlene  were     ,     but  they  were  smart     ,     they  were     .     lily  moved  herself  from  her  spot     ,     alternating  between  pacing  and  chewing  her  nails     ,     maybe  even  both  at  the  same  time     .     she  moved  to  the  sink     ,      picking  up  the  kettle  on  her  way  past     .      maybe     ,     it  would  calm  her     .

eyes  search  out  the  kitchen  window     ,     peering  down  into  the  alley  below     ,     unseeing  for  just  a  minute     ,     her  thoughts  running  away  from  her  until  a  familiar  figure  was  spotted  lingering  in  her  doorway     .     kettle  forgotten  in  the  sink  she  moved  towards  her  door     ,     having  must  of  missed  the  doorbell  buzzing  in  her  own  thoughts     ,     confusion  embedded  in  her  features  as  she  opens  the  door  to  him     .     “     ⸻     james     ?     ”

[dailyeuphoria]

“Part of the reason Nate loved Maddy as much as he did is because she was loyal. But it’s also what scared the living shit out of him.”

[narcobarbies]

SYDNEY SWEENEY via instagram stories

[lilypadgifs]

ABIGAIL COWEN as ANGEL in REDEEMING LOVE !

[seojuhyun]

Derry Girls - S03E06: Halloween

[jackhrlow]

[castspells]

𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐚  𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲             ⸻             𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞  𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐞.

semi - title : miserable at borgin & burkes. where : borgin & burkes, saturday afternoon. open. 

Life was dry and boring during the weekends for Augustine. Every Saturday and Sunday, Augustine could be found at Borgin and Burkes, helping customers and looking over dangerous or cursed artifacts. Truthfully, it was a little boring for her and she longed to be training in the Greenhouse at Tauxmarts - it was relaxing for her, and she could forget about her father’s shop there. As she flipped through the latest edition of Witch Weekly, Augustine failed to hear the bell to indicate a new customer in the shop, until the person was right in front of her desk. She closed the magazine, tossed it to the side, and gave her attention to the new customer, forcing a fake smile. “Merlin, sorry - I didn’t notice the bell. Hi, welcome to Borgin and Burkes, how may I help you?” 

emma  hated  knockturn  alley     ,     it  was  dark  and  dingy  and  frankly  filled  with  souls  that  the  quidditch  player  would  normally  avoid     .     the  past  slytherin  was  known  to  veer  from  the  crowd     ,     though  never  truly  voice  her  opinions     ,     but  many  knew  her  disdain  for  the  dark  alley     .     “   yeh  got  any  time  turners     ?     ”     in  lieu  of  greeting      ,     she  wanted  to  make  this  as  quick  as  possible     ,     in  and  out     .     “     pa  wants  one     ,     takin’  a  chance  here     !     ”

[castspells]

𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐚  𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲             ⸻             𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐚  𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐜𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫.

who: open where: diagon alley

“It’s beautiful,” Cora said, running a hand over the lace of the dress. It shone in the shop’s light, embroidered stars really living up to their name. “But I don’t think gold really suits me, you know?”

“     what  are  ye’  talking  about     ?     ”     emma  scoffed     ,     eyes  catching  the  way  cora’s  fingers  danced  across  the  fabric     .     “     while  i  admit     ,     you  certainly  suit  darker  colours     ,     i  think  you’d  look  perfectly  perfect  in  it     .     ”

[castspells]

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞             ⸻             𝐞𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝  𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤.

» TAGGED: edmund + open​ » streets of diagon

♕ —- With no urgency or need to get anywhere, Edmund strolled through the maze of cobbled streets looking through the shop windows. Something in the Quidditch shop window had caught his eye and he stopped to take a look. When he stilled, something in his pocket shifted and soon peeked their scaly head out to get a view. He raised a brow and glanced down. Before he could get the little dragon back into safety of his pocket, he could feel eyes on him. He turned to them and chuckled. “This is Pierre, he’s too young to even breathe fire. He got abandoned for being so little,” he explained. “Do you want to say hello?”

she’s  caught  sight  of  the  little  head  a  little  before  he  spoke  up     ,     mocha  hues  following  the  moment  from  the  males  pocket  and  was  immediately  enamoured     .     it  was  apparent  from  a  young  age     ,     alice  adored  animals  and  there  was  no  other  choice  for  the  girl  than  to  become  a  magizoologist     ,     and  to  see  a  dragon     ,     a  baby  one  at  that     ,     in  diagon  alley     ,     was  enough  to  make  her  melt     .     “     pierre     ?     oh  merlin     ,      what  a  sweetheart     .     ”     she  cooed     ,     eyes  practically  turning  into  hearts  as  she  watched  the  little  beast     .

[castspells]

𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐚  𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲             ⸻             𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲  𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐦.

» TAGGED: daisy + open​ » flourish and blotts

♕ —- Daisy was so happy to be back in town. She had missed the magical world and more importantly, she had missed magic. With her tea in hand, she made her way to Flourish and Blotts to get herself a new read for her afternoon off. But instead of her attention being pulled to a new story, she found herself being greeted by her own image in the window. And a rather large image at that. “Merlin’s fucking beard,” she muttered before she quickly pushed her way through the door. She snatched the window display from the easel that it sat on and pressed the image to her chest. She glanced over to see that she wasn’t alone. “Nothing to see here, just fixing a problem. This is not the droid you’re looking for.”

flourish  and  blotts  was  certainly  not  emma  vanity’s  idea  of  a  good  time     ,     but  oh  no     ,     what  her  niece  wants     ,     her  niece  gets     .     or  at  least  to  avoid  the  temper  tantrum  that  is  what  would  happen  when  the  young  vanity  offspring  was  told  no     .     so  she  let  the  little  beast  roam  the  bookstore  for  whatever  she  wanted  while  she     ,     herself  eyed  a  few  of  the  quidditch  titles     .     minding  her  own  business  she  was     ,     until  she  caught  sight  of  a  familiar  face     .     “     not  tha’  what     ?     ”     heavy  accent  in  her  throat  as  her  face  screwed  up  slightly  in  confusion     .

[castspells]

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞             ⸻             𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬  𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝.

who: open where: leaky cauldron

Work had been long and exhausting. There was about five incidents he himself had to deal with and frankly he hated going to the muggle world. Honestly, he thought they were far more careful than that but apparently not. Stolas let out a sigh, unbuttoning his collar and loosening his tie as leaned back in his seat. A drink was definitely deserved, not that he needed a reason to drink. The male watched as someone helped themselves to the seat beside him at the table. "On a scale of one to ten how important is it that you needed to interrupt my peace and quiet?”

normally     ,     alice  would  of  left  the  guy  alone     .     she  had  better  things  to  do  with  her  time  then  pester  people  unnecessarily     ,     she’d  come  to  the  leaky  for  a  quiet  drink  on  her  own     ,     but  the  second  she  walked  in  it  was  like  an  old  school  friend     (     if  you  could  call  him  that     ,     alice  wouldn’t  of  willingly     )     had  spotted  her  and  not  left  her  be     ,     she’d  lied  and  said  she  was  meeting  someone     ,     of  course  she  wasn’t  but  seeing  stolas  on  his  own  she  used  that     .     not  that  she  knew  much  of  the  former  slytherin     .     “     ⸻     listen     ,      i  need  a  favour     ,     just  play  along     ,     yeah     ?     ”     she  muttered     ,     ushering  her  chair  closer    .