Allison Dawlish

I'm going to keep my sheep suit on, until I'm sure that you've been shown, that I can be trusted walking with you alone.

[karabelton-blog]

“Yes,” She repeated with a nod. “I think that’s the first time someone has actually remembered me without a prompt.”

[dawlish-ousness]

“Really?” Allison gave Kara a confused and surprised look. “I’m not quite sure I can believe that.”

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“Great!” Smiling widely, she started heading toward the library, glancing back to see if the other girl was following her. “Allison, right? I’ve seen you around before.” 

[dawlish-ousness]

“Yes. And you’re Kara, right?”

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“I was actually just about to head to the library…if you’d like to join me?” Kara’s smile faltered slightly. “Though, of course, you don’t have to.”

[dawlish-ousness]

“You’ve got me curious. There’s no way I’d back out now!” Allison said, smiling at the redhead. “Come on, we have answers to find.”

[karabelton-blog]

“That’s what I was thinking!” Her face lit up and she couldn’t help but laugh. “And I was wondering if it was possible to trace lineage back to see which creatures are connected to which animals.”

[dawlish-ousness]

“There might be some in the library. Or maybe Professor Arrington might know? I imagine it would be best to talk to him first.”

[averypucey]

      All she was trying to do was innocently go to lunch, but no. Someone just had to set up a stupid prank in the middle of the hall. One step on the wrong stone, and suddenly, a ball of mud was hurling towards her, hitting her in square on and covering her head-to-toe. The sound of laughter behind her had her whipping her head around, mud dripping from her face.  ‘ Did you do this? ‘ Avery turned to around, glaring in accusation. ‘ Because if you did, you’re going to regret it. ‘

[dawlish-ousness]

Allison looked over her shoulder at the sudden laughter before her gaze moved back to the mud-covered Slytherin glaring at her. The idea of ever being afraid of Avery was funny enough in itself. “I think it was him.” She said, masking her amusement with concern. “Are you alright? Do you want help getting that off?” 

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“Well, that has me wondering, though.” She smiled softly at the brunette. “Why aren’t there magical cows or anything? After the non-magical ones got separated, did they both change into completely different animals? 

[dawlish-ousness]

“Evolution? Maybe the magic affected them differently and caused them to change? They might have looked similar a long time ago.”

[karabelton-blog]

“No, what I’m trying to say is that we have animals–or creatures, I guess–but not the same ones. So did muggle animals evolve from magical creatures? Or vice versa? Are there muggle animal counterparts that are indirectly related to magical creatures?”

[dawlish-ousness]

“Maybe it’s like with Wizards and Muggles. They’re the same, they just... have different variations.” Allison couldn’t help but point out, overhearing the girl’s question. 

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The World Crushed Atlas || Kallison para

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Kara nodded, the hand cupping Allison’s cheek lightly as she knew what would happen soon. Her tears were being brushed away, but they also started to slow, her body no longer able to give what it didn’t have. “I love you s-so much.” She wanted Allison to have no doubt in her mind that Kara didn’t blame her, and when she felt the kiss, she knew the feeling was mutual. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, but she knew the moment wouldn’t last. When she finally pulled away, Kara could feel her breathing slowing down, no longer able to feel the pain. “It…d-doesn’t hurt anymore…”

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[dawlish-ousness]

All Allison could do was cry as she watched Kara’s life slowly fade away. She clutched the girl to her chest, her fingers still brushing through the red strands of her hair. While she had known that it was inevitable, the moment Kara died felt like a knife tearing into Allison’s chest. “I’m so sorry.” She sobbed, pressing her face into the girl’s hair. “I’m so sorry Kara.” 

The freezing sensation in her stomach spread, slowly taking over her bones and muscles until she felt like nothing more than a statue of ice. Her tears slowly came to a stop and dried against her cheeks. Kara was dead. Kara was dead. And Allison didn’t know how to go on. The girl in her arms had been the only tie she had to her humanity; to her heart. And now it was torn to pieces. Now it was as cold as Kara. 

As she stared down at her girlfriend, an idea began to form. Why should she go on? Why should she get the right to live while Kara didn’t? It was her fault that the girl had gotten hurt. It was her fault she was dead. Allison deserved to die too. She didn’t want to spend even a minute in this world, so empty and dark without her guiding light. Without another though, she picked up her wand from where it had clattered to the floor. For a second, she thought about slitting her throat. It would be fitting to bleed out, just as her lover had. But it would take a while for her to die that way, and someone might save her. Allison didn’t want to be saved. She didn’t deserve to be saved. And so, she simply turned her wand inwards, pressing the tip against her sternum. 

Allison stared down into Kara’s slack face and gave a watery smile. “I’m coming my love. Wait for me.” And with a deep breath, she said the words that would end her life. 

“Avada Kedavra.”

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The World Crushed Atlas || Kallison para

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As soon as Allison stopped the spells, She knew something was wrong. The spells weren’t working, none of them. Kara had been bleeding for too long, to the point that healing wouldn’t stop the inevitable. She felt another few tears fall from her eyes as she noticed Allison was crying. Never once had she seen her girlfriend cry, nothing had ever been so terrible that the girl above her would be brought to tears. She winced at being moved, but it was instantly more comfortable. Maybe she was destined for this from the moment she stepped foot in Hogwarts, to die at the hands of a Death Eater, but to die in the arms of the woman she loved.

“I l-love you,” She said, letting more tears fall from her eyes, cutting paths through blood on her face. Kara could hear Aurors yelling across the room, calling for help while tending for injured, witches and wizards who weren’t quite hopeless yet. Faintly squeezing Allison’s hand, she felt her lip quivering . “It’s not y-your fault..remember that. I d-don’t want to leave…and I c-can’t. Not until you p-promise me. Don’t b-blame yourself. You’ve done so m-much for me…” She could feel herself shaking, the loss of blood finally attacking her vitals, the pressure on her chest growing, making her breathing more ragged by the second. “E-Ever since I first m-met you, I loved y-you. I always will.” Kara reached a hand up to cup Allison’s jaw, her vision either going blurry from the tears or loss of blood, she wasn’t sure. “Please…D-Don’t blame yourself.”

[dawlish-ousness]

She brushed her girlfriend’s tears from her face with shaky fingers, letting them linger far longer than necessary. “I will always love you too. I loved no one before you and I will love no one after you, Kara Belton. And in whatever comes after this life, I will find you again and I will love you there as well.” Allison’s quiet tears turned into painful sobs. She forced herself to say the next words. “I won’t. I won’t blame myself.” It was a lie, but she would say whatever she had to to make it easier for her girlfriend. Allison would blame herself for the rest of her life. 

Leaning down, she pressed her lips to Kara’s, ignoring the salty tang of blood that coated the other’s mouth. She needed Kara to know how much she had loved her. And she needed her to know how sorry she was; that she hadn’t been able to save her, that she’d broken her promise. 

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The World Crushed Atlas || Kallison para

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A few tears fell from her eyes as she heard Allison’s voice. You don’t need to be scared, Kara heard her say, but fear was only of the only things she felt at the moment. Family’s screams of anguish hit her ears and she knew what was happening. The death Eaters were gone, but now that there was no more chaos, the death toll was rising. “A-Allison.” Kara’s eyes looked up at her girlfriend’s face. “You f-found me…” She smiled a bit, trying to move into a sitting position, but instantly wincing and sucking in a sharp breath.

“I’m s-sorry,” She said once the pain lessened, welcoming the feeling of Allison’s hand stroking her cheek. Kara brought her own hand up to rest against Allison’s. She may have felt fear for how extensive her injuries were, but her love for her girlfriend over powered it all. Her breathing only became more ragged, as the seconds went by. She was losing too much blood and her mouth felt dry, but her the pain started to go away. “There was a…a l-little girl,” Kara paused, feeling like something was pushing down on her chest. Ignoring it, she continued. “She would’ve d-died..I couldn’t stay s-safe…and l-let her be killed.” Kara searched Allison’s eyes after she explained her reasoning. “I-I’m sorry…”

[dawlish-ousness]

Despite the myriad of healing spells and the intensity behind them, Kara’s wounds continued to sluggishly ooze. Allison could feel the tension building up inside her, fear and despair roaring to life within her chest as she realized that she was going to lose Kara. She’d promised to always protect the girl in her arms and she’d failed. It was all her fault. The love of her life was dying and it was all her fault. “Of course I did, my love. Nothing could ever keep me from you.”

Tears burned in her eyes and she let them fall, not wanting her vision of Kara to be blurred for even a moment. Not when she had so precious few left. “Sh, don’t apologize.” She murmured, cupping Kara’s jaw. Her thumb rubbed across the redhead’s cheek, smearing blood against her skin. As carefully as possible, she picked the younger girl up and set her gently into her lap. “You saved a little girl’s life. You’re a hero. Don’t ever apologize for something like that. Not when it’s why I love you so much.” Her heart felt as though it was being shattered apart with a hammer and she welcomed the agony. She should be forced to suffer as much as Kara. 

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The World Crushed Atlas || Kallison para

Every bone in her body ached, every muscle screaming at her to stop trying to move, to just lie down and wait for the inevitable, but she wouldn’t allow that. Kara’s hand brushed along the wall, blood painting the stone as she continued to walk. Aurors had finally entered the building, she’d heard the shouts of the people still left alive. Help was here. Somewhere along the way, she’d lost her wand, the helpless piece of wood had been cracked down the center.

The memories of being attacked was too fresh in her mind. The word ‘crucio’ echoing in her brain, the ghost pain following suit. Kara’s breathing was becoming shallow, her feet tripping over every little rock as she tried to hold herself help. The memory of gashes opening on her skin was even more fresh than the others. There were too many to count, too much blood to stop from staining her dress. The once white fabric was almost completely red now, torn during the battle. Almost as if it coincided with her thoughts, she could taste the blood in her mouth, the cut along her temple showing no sign of healing. Kara was almost to the ballroom, only a few more steps and she’d be okay, she’d find Allison.

Her vision was almost completely blurry, tears making people looking like shapeless forms. The light of the ballroom was harsh, the wailing if the injured almost too loud. Kara tried to make a sound, to notify someone that she was there, but there wasn’t enough energy. Collapsing in the doorway of the ballroom, her breathing ragged and blood staining her skin, she waited for someone to see her, to heal her and tell her everything was going to be okay. She saw a figure approaching her, kneeling down next to her, and she instinctively flinched away, causing pain to wash over her, a whimper falling from her mouth.

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[dawlish-ousness]

Allison tore through the ballroom, searching for any sign of her girlfriend. She’d been separated from Kara early on in the fight and hadn’t been able to locate her during any of the proceeding chaos. She carefully scanned the face of every person she passed; from the ones milling the small, hysterical crowds to the unmoving bodies crumpled against the floor. But it wasn’t until she went to search the other rooms that Allison found her, lying in a heap right in the doorway. 

Her stomach dropped and she flew to the girl’s side, dropping to her knees as she took in the younger girl’s wounds. The small whimper and flinch was enough to prove that Kara was alive, if only barely. “Its okay, it’s me. It’s me Kara.” She whispered, stroking her girlfriend’s cheek in an attempt to calm her. “I’m going to heal you okay? You don’t need to be scared. I’m here.” Allison continued to stroke Kara’s hair while she cast the healing spell, her heart clenching as she took in her love’s damaged body. Deep inside herself, she knew it was unlikely she’d be able to fully heal Kara. The thought made her insides freeze and she tried to push it away. She would do whatever it took to save Kara. “Can you hear me love?” 

[yvonne-rutherford]

The combination jerking and flash of red light broke Noah’s trance, though he was still acutely aware of how fast his heart was racing. “Right, yeah.” He pulled his wand out of his pocket and sent a stunner in the direction of the light.

[dawlish-ousness]

Allison breathed a quiet sigh of relief when he responded to her command. She’d been worried that he would be in too much shock to defend himself. “You should be safe in you lock yourself in one of the other rooms. I’ll help you get there, but after that you’ll have to protect yourself. Now come on, we can’t stay still.”

[yvonne-rutherford]

The moment the first curse flew across the room, Noah was there, reliving that awful day. His body was frozen in place, feet glued to the floor. His fingers shook with every painstaking movement to go for his wand. But still he stood there, unable to even think straight, let alone move or fire back. “No, no no…. this isn’t happening….”

[dawlish-ousness]

Allison grabbed the boy by his collar, yanking him to the side just as a bolt of red light struck the wall behind them. “Are you crazy? Come on, we can’t just stand here like targets. Get to one of the rooms and lock yourself in. And for Merlin’s sake, get out your wand!”

[karabelton-blog]

She blushed at the girls words, her smile widening at the feeling of Allison pressing a kiss to her head. “I can’t complain with being stuck with you, love. Your company is far better than anything. And dancing with you? Well, you dance like it’s first nature, so I definitely can’t complain about that.”

[dawlish-ousness]

“You’re not too shabby a dancer yourself. Pretty soon you’ll be better at it than I am.” She twirled them in a circle, laughing as she did so. There was nothing she enjoyed more than having Kara in her arms. 

[dawlish-ousness]

Kill the Messenger || Allison Para

Location: Oread Manor Date: New Years Eve Characters: Allison Dawlish, Marceline Zabini (Mentions of other characters) Trigger Warnings: Murder, Blood, Gore, Violence, Death

While Allison found the entire ball to be pretentious and a waste of time, she had to admit that it presented her a unique opportunity. One she had been waiting months for. Despite the merriment, there was still an underlying current of tension that sparked throughout the giant manor. The perfect setting for Allison to make a move. She had been patiently waiting for any sign that Dumbledore’s Army would strike back at the purebloods, get revenge for all the lives lost in their attacks. But day after day, nothing happened. Allison was tired of waiting. It was time that they learned that they couldn’t get away with that bloodshed without consequences.

She had been quite meticulous in who she chose to be the messenger. While she would have preferred it to be one of the Nott scum, Allison knew they would be too much of a risk. Too many people were likely to be watching them and she wasn’t going to be foolish enough to get caught. She had already managed to get to Darius Nott easily enough, the others would be no more difficult.

It had been easy to pick out her desired target in the crowd and even easier to separate the girl from the rest of the party goers. All it took was a simple lie to lure Marceline Zabini into a corridor on the opposite end of the festivities. A small tale of her brother looking for her in a deserted part of the house. Once the girl had left the crowded room, Allison had waited a minute or two and followed after her. She hadn’t noticed the danger until it was too late.

Allison had sliced the girl’s throat open with Sectumsempra before she’d even had time to cry out; a quiet gurgling noise was all that escaped as blood began to cascade down the front of her dress. Allison had used a bit more force than necessary while casting the spell and some of the dark blood splattered out towards her, speckling small red dots against her hand. Her lips curled up in disgust as she set to work cleaning it off. She didn’t need evidence pointing her out as the killer. Plus, she didn’t want tainted blood on her longer than necessary.

She took a step back as Marceline stumbled towards her, no doubt in shock and panic. With a lazy flick of her wand, Allison sent the small body tumbling towards the floor. She knew it would be kinder of her to simply use the killing curse on her and be done with it. But the death eaters hadn’t been humane in their kills and neither would she. Allison watched, expressionless and unsympathetic, as the young girl slowly bled out. Once the body at her feet had stopped struggling, she crouched down and pressed her hand into a puddle of blood that had pooled against the carpet.

Her hand coated in the substance, she rose back to her feet and began to write on the wall in front of her, stopping periodically to add more blood to her skin. A few minutes later and the words ‘Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin’ were smeared above the dead pureblood. Satisfied with her work, Allison began the process of cleaning up, making sure that all the evidence was off her skin and clothes before she left the scene. She didn’t even bother to look back at the girl she had murdered as she strode back towards the party, intent on finding her girlfriend and dancing with her for the rest of the night.

[karabelton-blog]

“I’d love to,” She said with a smile, wrapping her arms around Allison and following the tempo of the music.”I think you’re right. A ball in a new place makes it that much more exciting.I was probably just excited, not nervous. Besides, I get to dance with the most beautiful girl here.”

[dawlish-ousness]

“I can’t agree with that statement, considering that you can’t very well dance with yourself.” Allison tugged Kara closer to her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “You’re stuck with me.”

[karabelton-blog]

Kara leaned against her girlfriend, the arm around her giving her more strength. “But that was in castle. I guess it’s just the change of scenery.” She smiled and let her arm wrap around Allison. “Let’s go have fun.”

[dawlish-ousness]

“Maybe the change in scenery will make it more enjoyable. After all, we’ve been to half a dozen school dances already.” With a smile, Allison led Kara towards the throng of dancing people. “Care to dance?”