Greta Catchlove

.She had love in her heart, but ice in her veins. Gryffindor Captain and Seeker "Halfblood" Death Eater Prefect

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my songs know what you did in the dark // fall out boy

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I guess I made this a while ago. @wolf-remus-lupin

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I think I’m falling… I’m falling for you.

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[wnq-writers]

I can take you not loving me but I can never take you not loving yourself.

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You sleep coiled; tightly wound. Hands are fists beneath pillows, clenched above cotton sheets. You are at war, even in your dreams.

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wolf-remus-lupin:

Out of all the people he ever had to lie to, Greta pained him the most. It sent a literal stab through his chest, twisting his insides, his entire burning in torment. He was wondering if there was a kind of spell to fast-forward time so he wouldn’t have to answer her question, or any way to get out of having to utter words of falsehood to her. He tried his hardest to keep to the truth as much as he possibly could. He smiled softly, albet forced, “Just one of those nights,” he told her simply, hoping it didn’t come out too flat. 

Greta thought she knew what he meant. “Nightmares?” Greta whispered, hoping her eyes didn’t give away how familiar she was with the subject. She got them herself, but she reckoned they were vastly different from his. Nearly every night her sleep was filled with the horrible reliving of when she took the mark. It was something she remembered vividly, something she would never forget. A sinking feeling grew in her heart thinking about the boy in front of her, kind and soft, having any sort of disturbance in his sleep. She hoped they were simple if he had them. She, again, had the urge to reach out and touch his face, and again, she resisted the urge. 

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Almost everyone from over summer is gone. I mess the crew (._.)

[luisb-rhodes]

“Oh come on, one more game. I’m sure you’ll beat me this time…”

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Greta sighed, “Fine, fine. I told you I’m rubbish at this.”

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“ — i’m ripping up a shitty attempt at this potions essay, what are you doing?”

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“Charms.” She replied holding up the parchment to show him. “Need help with that? I don’t like to brag, but I’m not too bad at potions.”

[l-cius]

“ i wouldn’t say i’m full of myself. ” he pointed out, brushing his locks to the side. barty eyed the bottle with an unimpressed gaze, rolling his shoulders into a shrug. “ i wasn’t making it my concern. merely being clever. ”

[catchloveg]

“Ah. Well, would anyone say such a thing about themselves?” She laughed softly and once again looked down at her potion. “I would offer you some, but I don’t think you’d like it too much.” 

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How was it possible that she could make one movement to sit next to him, mutter one greeting, and already his heart was beating at a faster pace pumping out of his chest? He needed to keep his cool. They weren’t in private here. He sat up, just a tad, in surprise, looking around, honestly, to see if anyone was paying attention. He then brought his head back down and looked at her, his eyes finding their way into her brown ones. He nodded at her question, feeling his lips grow dry. “Hi,” he breathed. 

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She eyed him curiously. “Why didn’t you sleep well?” She said quietly, wanting to reach out and touch his face but resisted the temptation. Opting instead to tilt her head in question. She hoped it would be something simple. She hoped it wouldn’t be because of her. She studied his face more and only just thought thought of the possibility that perhaps it wasn’t just his sleeping habits. Perhaps it was something more? “Are you ill?”

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The Day After The Moon Rose || Open

Remus had always wished he would never remember what happened during his transitions. He wished that, just as much as his mind and body weren’t in his control, his memories wouldn’t be in his control either. Alas, that was not the case. It had taken Remus time to return to the castle, shower off his stench, as well as the blood on his body. He shuddered. At least the blood this time was all self-harmed. He wanted to stay hidden from the rest of the students, he didn’t want to return that quickly. But he knew if he didn’t, people would start to ask questions. He had already been MIA for a day and a half. He made his way to the Great Hall, yet he ate alone, quietly keeping to himself. Remus, yawning and realizing just how tired he was, lay his head down in his arms that rested on the table. 

 He jumped when someone tapped him on the shoulder, looking at them with alarm. 

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“Morning.” Greta whispered, seeing that the boy was still looking a bit sleepy. She sat carefully next to him, taking an apple from a near by bowl. “Didn’t sleep well last night?” She asked, in a quiet voice. She cast the apple aside and mimicked his position, looking at him sideways from space just above his elbow. It probably wan’t the smartest thing to display their conversation in the Great Hall where others-Death Eaters namely- could see, but Greta was a bit more preoccupied with the boy’s expression.