dean thomas

-- i became what i am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975. i remember the precise moment, crouching behind a crumbling mud wall, peeking into the alley near the frozen creek. that was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, i’ve learned, about how you can bury it. because the past claws its way out. looking back now, i realize i have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years. --

[dsu2014]

DEAN THOMAS: We’re fighting, aren’t we? The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I’ll have to get a wand, though…

happy (late) birthday to my wife @parrvati (ily)

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@hpminorcharnet creation event: house pride week one: gryffindor - dean thomas  

 "We’re fighting, aren’t we? The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I’ll have to get a wand, though.”

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dementor

dementor: do you want to kiss anyone?

- maybe who knows yes

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nimbus 2000

nimbus 2000: does adrenaline excite or frighten you?

- excites, but almost exclusively when i’m in the air!

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  “oh, me?” susan replied innocently, running her fingers along one of the brooms, one that she had noticed hanging in the window. “i’ve had my eye on this one for ages.” anyone who knew her back in hogwarts, or were in her flying classes, knew that this wasn’t the case. the girl had nothing against them, but typically steered away from taking flight. her stomach felt uneasy, she felt unbalanced - instead, she’d rather watch ginny fly and keep her feet firmly on the ground. her eyes wandered the shop, not having seen it since it reopened it’s doors. it was encouraging, seeing things that were once destroyed by war, coming to life again. “the shop looks lovely, dean.” she said, deciding to cut her act, as her attention fell on the boy behind the register. “you’ve done a brilliant job.”

dean chuckled as she commented on the newest broom in the entire shop, obviously fabricating her interest in his product. he found himself watching her check out the store. she had been one of the kindest members of the house back in school, but he knew the toll the war had taken on all of his fellow students. he was glad she seemed okay and that she’d come out of her way to see him and all the work he’d put into the shop. “thank you, sus.” he responded, as she finally turned her attention to him. “how can i help you today, miss expert flyer?” he teased, motioning to the store. “i genuinely love this place though. i’m ready for the alley to start coming back to life.”

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remembrall, boggart

remembrall: share a happy memory

     - the moment i got my first broom. after i’d gotten my hogwarts            acceptance letter, my father took me out to ride for the very first time in the fields behind their home. the smell of the parchment paper that wrapped the broom, the feeling of total weightlessness, and the excitement his dad had watching his son use magic. 

boggart: what's your biggest fear?     - a severed hand choking me in my sleep

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@svsansbones

dean hadn’t felt this at peace in quite some time. he had finally begun to unpack the new brooms for his display window. the shop felt cozy and inviting, his hard work finally tangible. he worked with the wire and twigs of the broomstands until each of the four new products was visible in the side windows of the storefront. he moved behind the counter to count out the shillings left in the register for change until the front door’s bell rang. he looked up to greet the incoming customer with a soft smile. “well hello! what brings you to broomstix today?” he asked, almost out of instinct now, before recognizing the woman in the doorway.

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harry potter asks

boggart: what's your biggest fear?

dementor: do you want to kiss anyone?

hedwig: would you rather have an owl, cat, or toad?

horcrux: what object would you put part of your soul into?

howler: have you ever gotten in serious trouble with your parents? what for?

lumos: do you care about lighting?

nimbus 2000: does adrenaline excite or frighten you?

patronus: what animal are you most like?

remembrall: share a happy memory

sherbert lemon: do you put effort into passwords?

snitch: what's your biggest goal in life?

sorting hat: what house are you in?

thestral: does talking about death upset you?

womping willow: do you like houseplants?

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[salveohexia]

Magical places of the wizarding world (3/?) : diagon alley specific shops

There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments Harry had never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels’ eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon…

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hello sweet friends!! my name is eloise (19, she/her) and i will be writing dean here!! pls hmu to plot and write and things because i’m soooo excited for this group.

[KEITH POWERS] // have you met [DEAN THOMAS] yet? [HE] is a [NINETEEN] year old [MALE] [HALFBLOOD]. they live in [LONDON], but they’re originally from [DALKEY]. they are best known for being an [BROOMMAKER & SHOPKEEPER], and i hear they’re pretty [OPENMINDED] yet also [RESERVED] at times; i hope they continue to heal. (eloise, 19, cst, she/her)

Species or Blood Status: halfblood Loyalty: order of the phoenix Boggart: severed hand walking on its own Wand: 12” acacia wood w/ oak handle and a unicorn hair core Patronus: brown bear Previous Hogwarts/Alternate School House: gryffindor Describe one memory: The day his acceptance letter came his mother collapsed in a puddle of tears on their kitchen floor. She couldn’t give her baby to wizards she’d never even known existed. His dad pulled him out onto the porched and knelt before him. He explained everything; what the grand hall would look like, the classes he could take, the secret box of treats his buddies had always kept in their dormitory. Dean was in awe but couldn’t shake the muffled sobs of his mother. Describe their life from the Wars ending: Dean desperately clung to what he knew after the war ended. He flew everyday and painted until he’d collapse into bed each night. He was directionless and exhausted until the word came that diagon alley’s broomshop was closing down. That broomshop was the last piece of normal he had and he wouldn’t let it go. He found himself sitting in the keepers office the next day and plead his way into buying the store with the little money his father had left him. He reopened the shop three days ago and is happily awaiting the new life he’s forging for himself. Extras (Optional): none at the moment OOC Triggers: miscarriages & drug use