mina.

MINA LIMA is a twenty-three year old half-blood. she is a D R E A M E R. love & happiness is her life. she was a h u f f l e p u f f at hogwarts. now she lives in a small apartment above an old bookstore where she works on weekdays. ♡ ♡ ♡ Porcelain :: Ivory :: Steel WRITTEN BY LUX

[dreamymiina]

miriamstroutrr :

She couldn’t stop yawning.  That’s what a fifteen hour shift did to a person.  It was supposed to have been ten, but when she was needed she had a hard time staying away from St. Mungo’s.  Her arms supported a tall stack of files to go over in her non-existent free time, but who was she kidding?  She would make time because someone had to do it, and she was the only one that she trusted to do it correctly.  She would–

Her thoughts were sharply cut off as she tripped over a bin, a quiet shriek escaping her as she fell to the ground, papers and folders raining down on her.  Her exhausted mind was already blaming her heavy load, refusing to place the blame on work.  She was fine.  She was completely capable of working long shifts.

Maybe it was because she was so tired, but she found the whole situation hysterical.  Instead of reaching for the papers she let out a peel of laughter.  She someone questioned her well-being she waved at them.  “No, no I’m fine I think.  I’m sorry, I’m just a bit of a clumsy idiot.  I didn’t mean to wake you!”

“You didn’t wake me at all,” Mina told her. She wasn’t getting much sleep lately, and it was all because of those  goddamn nightmares. She was afraid to lay down in her own bed. So instead, she lay on the couch, trying not to fall asleep. The witch stepped outside, barefoot, to help the other recover her things. She picked up a few folders and papers, and handed them to her. “You sure you’re okay? I can help you inside if you want?” she offered, sending the woman a faint smile. “I’m Mina by the way, sorry I haven’t introduced myself sooner, but I haven’t seen you around much, and I’m usually down in the shop or inside.“ It was a lousy excuse, but an excuse nonetheless.

[dreamymiina]

moodyauror :

He rolled his eyes at her. “The secrets. Obviously,” he replied. There were women who were attracted to Aurors, but he didn’t really hold with any of them. Badge bunnies, they were called around the office. Some guys liked that sort of thing. But Moody would rather have someone who liked him for him than the authority of his position. And as for inter-office sex. Well the adrenaline did kick in a lot for Aurors, and there were many moments of ‘thank Merlin we’re alive’ but Moody had never celebrated that with a friendly shag with a coworker.

He doubted she could keep anything a secret in the state she was in. And Mina was the sort who liked to be useful, as well as liked. So, even with the best of intentions, she might tell others things she had been told. Not like Moody had been going to spill any deep dark secrets to the drunken brunette to begin with. 

Mina emptied the remains of her drink, giggling. “What do I have to do to get you to talk to me,” she groaned. Leaning back in her chair, she ran both hands through her long hair. “All I know is that you’re an Auror and a man.” Now that she thought about, she hardly knew him at all, despite all those times he’d visit her shop to chat. “You’re very attractive, you know. You want me to ask those ladies over there--” She pointed at a table surrounded by three women. “To join us?” Okay, no more alcohol for you, Mina.

[troianupdates]

[sttnbrady]

[iuc]

[dreamymiina]

ems-vance :

Emmeline’s eyes searched Mina’s face before realising that she’d pinned the wrong girl to the wall. “I thought you were someone else… but I’m sure that somewhere along the line you’ve done something to piss me off.”

She wasn’t exactly good at apologising.

“So this is something you normally do? Push people against the wall, just for fun? Are you crazy?” Mina’s back hurt already and it wouldn’t surprise her if she got a bruise. 

[troianupdates]

[dreamymiina]

moodyauror :

He exhaled a puff of air. “Everyone looks like a damsel in distress to me. Except the blokes of course. You look neither blind nor stupid, Mina, and I never said you were.” 

Mina didn’t believe that for a second. If he treated every women like her, he wouldn’t have a chance at finding a girlfriend at all. Not that she wanted to be his at the moment, but she was tired of being treated like she was not even an option. And even if she wasn’t, she didn’t want him to treat her like a child. “You don't have to say anything– It’s written all over your face. I want to know why. Why do you think I’m such a failure? What have I done? I mean, you’re nice and all, but you don’t see me for a woman at all.”

[yaylucille]

[dreamymiina]

tmctavish :

He managed to wiggle his arm under her and pull her to his chest. Both of his arms locked around her in a gentle grip, although it was firm enough to show he didn’t want to let go. Her gentle words only made him bring her closer, as her legs weaved their way through his and curled themselves into an innocent and comfortable embrace. He wasn’t usually this close to anyone without an ulterior motive, and yet with Mina, he was just happy being entwined.

Nightmares were such an awful thing, something he had only seen Mina go through once or twice before waking her for her own well-being. He hated seeing her so distressed. He hated seeing her anything other than her usual happy self.

But he understood, in a sense.

He pulled her tighter. “The only thing I fear right now is losing you.” - Especially to the fear she was facing. A fear he thought he may have made worse. “What are you running from, Mina?”

What the fuck was he doing?

Before she had a chance to process what was happening -- not that she wanted to pull away -- she was in his arms. In his strong arms. And for the first time in a very long time she felt loved. Safe. Home. She held her arms up between their bodies, placing a hand against his solid chest. Despite everything he’d done, he was still her hero. In some way, he was her world. 

There was nothing she wanted more, than to lay in his arms. Which she did right now. 

She cuddled into him, trying to get as close to him as possible. It was like being near him wasn’t close enough. And although she loved wearing his shirts, she would rather feel his skin against hers. But she remained still, her legs entangled with his. 

“I’m not going anywhere, okay?” She placed her lips against his collar bone, before resting her head in the corner of his neck. “I don’t know, T, all these nightmares are driving me crazy.” 

[dreamymiina]

locksofsunflowers :

             "You did,“ Alice echoed, a slightly tense, but still good-natured giggle following right behind. "It’s fine, though. Don’t worry about it. Accidents happen, yeah?”

She sent the girl an apologetic smile. “Absolutely, but I’m very sorry! I’m Mina,” she introduced, extending her hand.

[troiastings]

[dreamymiina]

troiastings:

that’s not who i am.

[dreamymiina]

emptyfordays :

He smiled then, gently catching her hand to draw it up to his lips to kiss her knuckles. Handshakes were fine but he was a bit old-fashioned in ways. Then again he’d have done the same to a handsome man. “Nice to meet you too, Mina. Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”

She let him kiss her knuckles, although it made her face turn red. Blinking a couple of times, she eventually pulled her hand back. “Uhm, thanks,” she muttered, very uncomfortable. The witch was not good at accepting compliments, and this stranger had just called her beautiful. “You’re from around here?”

[dreamymiina]

tmctavish :

Her snort made his eyebrows furrow, slight annoyance and offence that she wouldn’t believe his words. Whether or not it was down to a self-conscious issue was a different matter. To him, she was the most beautiful creature on the earth. A little bit of calm within his chaotic world, and the only thing that kept him grounded.

“I’m not lying, I’m-” Before he could finish his sentence, her feet were between his calves. He jolted, but didn’t push her away. They were freezing, and it caused him to swear under his breathe. But he wouldn’t dare move from her. Not when she was so close, close enough to kiss for the first time.

He noticed her movements to get closer, the offending duvet stopping their skin from touching and he immediately moved it. He wanted her in his arms, he wanted to feel her against him, trace along the contours of her skin and remind himself that he didn’t deserve such close contact from an angel. He was poison, yet she always found him.

His lips found her forehead, and he murmured, “Occasionally. It’s easier to block them out now.”

She knew he wasn’t lying. Not really. But she refused to believe it. She could never be perfect. Mina just wasn’t build that way. Pretty, sometimes. Never perfect. Especially not on the inside. That was her own thoughts though. What did she know of Tarquin’s opinion of her. He called her perfect-- beautiful, but was she really? She wasn’t sure.

The last thing she wanted was to scare him off. She was afraid that if she moved any closer, he would move further away. They were already pretty close and she would rather not ruin the moment. Eventually she decided that it was safe to try. He already knew her legs were cold, and he hadn’t moved away yet---

Mina slid one of her legs up -- forward -- forcing his to part. He was so warm. And despite the hair every man had on his legs, he was soft. Tarquin was the perfect one. He just didn’t know it. As his lips touched her forehead, her lids closed once again. This time she kept them closed for a few seconds longer. 

“Nightmares,” she whispered, barely audioble. “That’s what I have. I--- Sometimes I can’t tell the difference between what’s real and what isn’t.” She struggled to keep her voice steady. “I never make it.” No matter how hard she tried, how fast she ran, how strong she was, she was never able to save any of them. They always got tortured. Or killed. And Tarquin? She couldn’t lose him.

[dreamymiina]

◎ What side do you truly wish to be on?

“You want me to be completely honest? Neither. But I don’t really want to be caught in the middle either. So I choose to be on the good side– The right side. But I really hate taking sides. It’s so childish, and this war is a joke. I mean, what are we even fighting about? I wish this war could just be over already. I don’t really want to participate in it, but I know I have no choice. I don’t want any of my friends to die. I don’t want to lose anyone. Especially not the ones I love.”

[dreamymiina]

tmctavish :

He wanted to keep her safe. An overwhelming feeling of love and awe would always run through his veins when he was in her company. Mina was everything he wanted, everything he loathed himself for keeping around. And the way she looked at him, like he was her world, made it all simultaneously better and worse. The conflict – being selfish enough to keep her around for his own sake, or to let her go for hers. A constant battle he always lost.

“Don’t apologise.” He responded quietly, snaking his fingers through hers as she grasped his hands. “I always want you to come here first.”

Her next words left him weak, the desperation of a girl he had once wanted to hurt, but now wanted anything but. The knowledge that he would ruin her, regardless of intention. Mina was the only pure thing left. He raised their hands, resting his forehead on their interlocked fingers before murmuring, “You’re perfect, y'know?”

Her hazel eyes stared into his. He was so damn beautiful, and he had no idea what he meant to her. He was the closest thing she had. Who she cared most for. She didn’t know where she would end up without him. Even though she had recently found him again, after several years apart, he was still a huge part of her.  Mina knew she shouldn’t care so much, considering everything that had happened and who he was. But she loved his every flaw. 

His words made her snort against his skin and her pink lips formed a weak smile. “And you’re a shitty liar,” she murmured. She wasn’t perfect, far from it. Without warning him, she sneaked her cold feet between his calves. “Aren’t they cold?” A low chuckled escaped her lips. She really was tired. 

Mina snuggled closer to him, but the duvet was still separating their bodies. What she really wanted was to lay in his arms. In his arms was where she felt safe. Home. “Do you remember your dreams?” she suddenly wondered, although her voice gave away how sleepy she was. But the witch really didn’t want to fall asleep.

[dreamymiina]

◎ what is your worst habit?

“I’m supposed to be honest, right? Well, I forgive way too easily. I mean, I hardly forget things, but I always forgive people. I just.. I don’t want to lose them, you know? I don’t have a lot of people close to me, so when they make mistakes, I have to see past it, because if I on’t I’ll end up all alone and I don’t want that.”