under the night sky

you told me i was your sacrifice. kim doyeon, xvii. 6th year prefect

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kim “daphne” doyeon: yule ball 2016

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hello guys! unfortunately i have to put this baby on hiatus due to poor wifi and a big amount of school stuff i still have to do. however i'll try to respond to your messages and continue to plot. see ya later!

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spill it who's your crush

“please, tell me at least five reasons why should i tell something so personal to a complete stranger. i’m all ears.” 

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spill it: how do you feel about your house?

“being a slytherin has its perks but also its benefits. we’re all so tight with each other, for better or worse. i don’t think i’d have been exactly like this in another house, even if i can imagine myself also in ravenclaw for example since my dad was one as well. however, i think when i came at hogwarts for the first time and the sorting hat sorted me in slytherin the darkest, somewhat twisted side of me prevailed, maybe. 

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spill it: who are you, underneath the masks and facades?

“i’m just me. full of flaws, scars and insecurities, the one who truly loves me will see behind them, embrace me in spite of them and love me through them. or at least, i hope so.” 

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spill it: how do you feel about your academic record so far?

“well, i think it’s rather good? since i’ve been chosen as a prefect i’m pretty busy but i’m doing my best.” 

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My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.

My muse cannot give half truths, partial truths or bend the truth. They will have to spit out everything then and there!

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we get it guys, we get it 

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when the moon meets the sun

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the urge to escape, running away from there was huge but all of sudden the slytherin girl stops and retraces her steps, finding her wrist wripped by no other than jaewon's hand. it was a gentle touch, it didn’t hold strength with it but a soft warmth that suddenly relieves her heart who was beating madly in her chest. she turns her head widening her deep, dark eyes in response thinking carefully on what just happened, a soft gasp escapes her lips. she swallows, her heart still beats, reflecting on what she should do or at least she tries to. she’s a bit surprised to say the least. she didn’t expect someone to stop her in that way, no one ever did. and she surely didn't expect it from someone like jung jaewon. she leans with her palms upon his hand, grabbing tightly the sleeve of his sweater for balance because everything happened within a matter of seconds, quickly and all at once, hectic doyeon thinks to herself, so hectic that she almost fell down on the ground. "yes, i think it’s better if i sit down for a while.” she says, their faces are close to each other, so much that his breath almost warmed her cheeks. "you can let me go now, by the way."

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; * forget me not

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when the older guy finally notices her from his seat on the bleachers, doyeon waves back to him slowly directing her hand towards his direction then she smiles grinding her teeth, her lips curling into a strained smile, an awkwardly painful expression placed on her features. maybe it was the cold temperature typical of that month, after all they were in the half of a ground in the middle of november and both of them were obviously freezing. the younger girl had only a cardigan made of light wool part of her uniform covering her shoulders and a green and grey scarf wripped tightly around her neck but the cause to her discomfort was different, it was him or not necessarily his persona but the memories he carried with him. seeing his features again reminded her of all the moments of rushed adrenaline through her veins, sweat burning on her skin like lava, her throat seeking fresh water at the end of every single match. all of this reminded doyeon of how much she changed through the years there at hogwarts coming from beauxbatons, all scared and on guard. hogwarts was an important place to her where she had the opportunity to complete her studies in peace after all the awful moments she had been through and now this was coming to an end (even if she had still an year to go through). "actually i'm just practicing occasionally," she replies, shaking her shoulders in a shy attempt to seek some warmth. "i'm doing fine, thanks. however i'm kind of busy these days since i've been chosen as a prefect." she pauses, voice hesitant as she continues, "and you?"

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@vernonpuff

the sun warms up her pink-hued cheeks and the gentle wind softly brushes her skin when doyeon finally reaches the pitch, holding a broomstick and a bat in the other hand. she still remembers when she first started playing quidditch once arrived at hogwarts during her 4th year, at the beginning she watched the older students who were already experienced players playing on the field, she could feel the adrenaline running through their veins and even if she secretly liked muggle sports more (and she still does) the desire to feel the same adrenaline running through her veins immediately reached her mind, that’s why the next year she finds herself as a member of the quidditch team of the slytherin house. she wore proudly her green uniform and played fiercely during matches and this guarantees her a spot in the quidditch team also for the next year. however, since the start of the new year and after being nominated as a prefect, doyeon didn’t have time for quidditch anymore. she was honored to have received such an important nominee but at the same time, she felt sad because this meant less time for her hobbies, like quidditch. 

however, during her free time she always found a way to reach the pitch and hold her bat once again, like any other beater would do if they were in her place but when she’s about to began her practice she suddenly notices a familiar face standing in the bleachers, in silence. 

“vernon?” she says, voice hesitant as she puts her palm on the top of her bat, standing straight in front of him. “long time no see.” 

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– universe outside my door,

* skyline w. @slydoyeon 

she’s curled up on a blanket, using her assignment for the astronomy class as an excuse to stay up late and stargaze. there was just something about stars and constellations and all the myths and stories behind them all that was so intriguing and interesting that she could, honestly, probably sit there all night and just watch the stars move and map out the major ones. 

(of course, if she didn’t have class the next morning, she would definitely do it.) 

hearing footsteps behind her, belle doesn’t even bother to turn her eyes away from her telescope, trying to find something in the sky. “i’ve been expecting you,” she tries to say in her best ‘evil mastermind’ voice, only to laugh it off afterwards.

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she loves watching stars at night, they shines so bright in the darkness of the sky, they look so distant and beautiful, they’re eternal. that’s what doyeon thinks when she reaches her childhood friend, belle who was already there waiting for her sitting on the fresh grass, all curled up on a blanket. 

“guess who’s here,” she exclaims, her voice is a bit low because she doesn’t want to be heard by other students at that hour, especially by some prefects or heads of the student body. spending her free hours in detention the next day would be so awful, she doesn’t even what to think about it. “you still need to master that “evil mastermind” voice of yours, because it’s not that convincing, you know.” 

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hello hello, if you’re asking yourself why u already follow this blog than that’s because i’m not a new member at all, i was removed at the start of the week bc guess what i forgot to send in my hiatus request (i’m a total fail). however, now i’m back and ready to bingo, so is doyeon! if you want to know more about her you can look at her profile here and her bio here. if you’d like to plot (this applies to new members) or continue with what we had in mind, please like this post and i’ll scout into your ims. ps: first 3 people who’ll like this post we’ll get a starter!!!

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— * comfort zone ;

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slythevan :

his lips curve up faintly at the corners and he shakes his head slightly. “do i?” he asks quietly, and it’ll never cease to astound him how sometimes, people can pin him down like he had never attempted to hide in the first place. “what makes you say that?” 

she’s not wrong. more and more, recently, the thought of whether or not he’s really doing the right thing has weighed on him. with his sister and cousins all quietly disapproving of the way he treats others, everyone he’s close to – there are actually very few people around him who treat others the way he does, and they seem… normal. he’s begun to wonder, recently, if it’s him that needs to re-examine himself. 

doyeon in a certain sense was lucky. yes, even if she was a pureblood exactly like him and had a long line of pureblood elitists from her maternal side, her parents decided to raise her in a different way, definitely in a more open upbringing compared to her fellow housemate. her mother never wanted for her daughter to feel the weight of such a heavy family on her shoulders and her father, as the well-known open-minded man he was, always supported everything doyeon did. also, growing up next to muggles almost every day when living back in france definitely helped her, especially about the whole blood status discussion. sometimes she thinks that the other students criticize him way too much; she would’ve liked to see if they had such a heavy figure beside them like evan’s mother what would they have done in the first place? judging him was easy, maybe too much. yes, he treated muggleborns and halfbloods like no more than pieces of garbage if we have to talk honestly, but what was there, under this facade? did those people ever try to look at him in a different way? she doesn’t think so and they probably will never do. and sometimes doyeon feels in the same way when other students judge her too quickly due to her cold attitude or her stoic behaviors. 

their friendship was probably more than just that, they were connected to a spiritual level, they felt more like comrades and now they even were nominated prefects of their year together. yes, they were all in this together. as always.

“yes, you do.” she replies, her voice is firm and she watches him carefully as she takes her wand off the desk. “your eyes. they talk more than you will ever do.”

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when the moon meets the sun

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wonslytherin :

*& @slydoyeon 

Engorgio. A charm targeted to something that would make it swell and burst into flames, one of the many fire charms tackled on for the rest of the week. Fire has been Jaewon’s specialty, it has been his family’s specialty for centuries to be exact– it shows, though, with how the Hangseong Institute burned down in a flick of a finger. 

But with tough luck, that out of a hundred Slytherins to be partnered up with him, it had to be Doyeon. The Kim Doyeon who had an aunt who died in the Hangseong Institute fire by the infamous Jung lineage. Jaewon tries to flick the thought away, he’s used to people hating on him, so what’s new? 

The sun is streaming against him in the Hogwarts field, he tries to prevent himself from squinting his eyes as he looks at her intently, then to the block of wood between them, then back to her. 

“Try casting the spell” he says. 

12:00 am. it’s the time of charms lesson and doyeon, while waiting to know who’ll be the lucky one partnered up with her that day, she chews her bottom lip in order to relief the stress running through her veins in those minutes. they’re going to practice engorgio, a specific charm related with fire like all the others who have been explained for the rest of the week. but this one intimidates the young girl even more. it was a charm that was able to burst something into flames and consuming it, slowly. exactly like the horrific sensation she had at night, when she dreamt of her nightmares some years ago. but suddenly, when she hears the name of the one who has been chosen as her partner, she instantly rolls her eyes, disappointed. it’s no other than jung jaewon. yes, that jung jaewon, whom his family was the cause of the fire who destroyed hanseong institute in 1990, where her aunt died. the guy knew it because some months ago doyeon herself ended up revealing all this story to him when he tried to know why a fellow slytherin continued to avoid him so much and ignoring his words with apparently no reason. but since then, much hasn’t changed. doyeon keeps avoiding him when it’s possible, she didn’t care if she was rude or not, because only the sound of his name made her stomach aches, he reminded her of every single nightmare she has been through and it was honestly painful for her to stay next to him, especially during a lesson.

she follows him in silence, without saying a single word, but her legs start to tremble, uncontrollably. the girl continues to walk, as nothing happens, though.

“try casting the spell,” he says, doyeon opens her big deep eyes wide at his words, she was scared. yes, she feels scared as she never was since years. it’s not like her phobia of fire was a well-known thing, only her closest friends knew about it and even with this, doyeon never revealed why. “it’s a long story,” she used to say when they asked her why.

“i, i-” she tries to speak but the sound of her words is feeble, she feels the sweat who starts running down her cheeks, her throat suddenly burns and she almost can’t breathe. all the memories of that horrible night when she was locked in a library during a fire return all of sudden to cross her mind, she has to run away. run away from her nightmares, now.

“i’m sorry, i can’t do it.” she says, as she walks back to the block of wood between them. gosh, she just wants to escape, far away from that place and from him.

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slythevan :

@slydoyeon

he doesn’t get to exercise languages other than english very often at hogwarts. although there’s an option for taking classes in korean, he doesn’t really speak much to any of the students who actually choose to utilize that option, as a majority of the school does speak english to some degree. 

but with daphne, one of the girls in his house and year, french is the preferred language, and while sitting next to her in charms, he translates to her one of the more complicated explanations for the charm they’re attempting to learn today. 

he can be nice, too. sometimes. 

and only to purebloods. 

“is that okay?”

another boring day of classes, which doyeon didn’t mind at all because she knew she had to study a lot and pay attention to lessons, (especially to this one), if she wanted to become at least a decent witch who’s capable of managing properly some charms in the next years. however, some explanations seemed a bit complicated to her considering her native language was french after all and not english even if she was capable of speaking it fluently with other students. but sometimes, some teachers while explaining used way too difficult nouns to understand and paying much attention like doyeon was doing wasn’t enough.

“oui, merci beaucoup,” she replies nonchalantly as she closes her charms textbook lying on her desk, since she’s pretty sure he wouldn’t make fun of her thick accent at least, considering he was a french speaker as well. evan was a sixth year slytherin exactly like her and even if he was considered pretty obnoxious by the other students due to his prejudice towards those whom their blood was considered “impure” with her he was always nice as she remembers. as an example, he translated to her some explanations during lessons exactly like now and he always greeted her with a soft smile when they met in the common room. even if doyeon was raised in a more open minded family despite being a pureblood exactly like him, (and with elitist pureblood parents from her mother side), she truly appreciates his manners thus she didn’t mind spending time with him, especially during classes since again, they were of the same year. she crosses her arms around her chest, looking straight at him with her dark deep eyes and she raises an eyebrow, looking almost a little suspicious. “you seem a bit distant, what happened?”

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; * kit kat

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slyarabella

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doyeon was one of the few people arabella would never cut off. she was too precious, a valuable factor in her guide to survival. without doyeon, arabella would surely be in azkaban by now for murder. arabella’s patience only ran so far. and to anyone who could even deal with her for so long, well they are a saint. 

who knew a simple greeting could take you so far? from strangers to instant best friends. 

the red hair sat peacefully in front of her friend, delicately eating her food. she hummed softly, looking away from her plate up to her friend. she nodded, a closed smile directed towards the other. she stabbed a piece of her food before holding her fork up to doyeon’s mouth for her to taste some. “honestly though. talk about that maze, am i right? i mean i know this school tends to go big, but sometimes it’s too big.” arabella laughed. “but, it’s refreshing though.”

as her friend holds her fork up towards doyeon’s mouth, the girl doesn’t hesitate to immediately taste it and the smile that forms on her face says it all. it was delicious. it reminded her of the food her grandmother used to cook for doyeon and her parents when she was in paris, she truly cherished all those memories of her childhood in her heart even if now she barely talked about it, especially with her new friends here at hogwarts, it was something that was part of her past, which doyeon preferred to keep private, as expected by such a reserved person like her. 

“yeah, i’m talking about that maze. it seems a gryffindor won the prize though.” the girl wasn’t particularly interested in the last events happening around the school however it was almost impossible to not heard the continuous chatter coming from the other students during classes, which to her was pretty annoying and she barely paid any attention to it but this time it happened to be different. “sometimes i can’t even keep up with all those events, for real.”