bleeding hearts

curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them with deafening clamour in the slippery clouds . uneasy lies that head that wears a crown. mumu dorcas meadowes & evan rosier & marlene mckinnon & professor alex lawrence .

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“But how dare you,“ she said quietly, “how dare you give me hope only to take it away again. “How dare you let me believe that we could be something when all along you knew that we were nothing.””

— Sue Zhao // Nothing but Strawberries #2 (via blossomfully)

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@godbled

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Then the door was open and the wind appeared The candles blew then disappeared The curtains flew then he appeared, saying don't be afraid .

.// don’t fear the reaper - Blue Öyster Cult.// bad company - Five Finger Death Punch.// too daze gone - Billy Squier.// children of the sea - Black Sabbath.// the sound of silence - Disturbed.// the pretender - Foo Fighters.// heathens - Twenty One Pilots.// here i go again - Whitesnake.// carry on wayward son - Kansas.// knockin' on heaven's door - Guns N' Roses.// stairway to heaven - Led Zeppelin.// enter sandman - Metallica.// nothing else matters - Metallica  ( X )

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He remembered the storm of 1970 so vividly. It had been the mother of all storms, so many men had died that night. His ship had weathered the storm bravely, despite how much damage she had taken on. That night, even Alex had felt sickened to his core with how rocky the sea had been that night. And now, right now in the present time, Alex would give anything to go back to that night rather than to remain here. 

‘‘Belinda.’‘ Alex nodded curtly, his hands moving to hook into his belt. His posture stiffened and his jaw tightened ever so slightly. After so many years, finally starting to build up somewhat of a life for himself, she just walks straight back in it, with that goddamn look on her face. ‘‘Good evening.’‘

Quite defensive though it didn’t surprise Belinda one bit. To anyone else, he might appear intimidating, strong in his stance with almost an expressionless look on his face. Though Belinda knew the man better than most. She took another step towards him with an amused smile forming on her lips. Politeness and Alex never went hand-in-hand.

 “You didn’t greet me in the Great Hall,” her voice was casual as her ocean hues found his. It wasn’t that she expected him to. It wasn’t like their relationship ended on amicable terms that gave permission to act anything other way than like this. She couldn’t hold it against him. 

There were moments after their breakup she had wondered what would have happened if she didn’t storm off and drop everything to be at sea with him. It was never a life she had saw for herself and while she never regretted staying and building a career here, there was a part of her heart that ached for not choosing Alex. 

Her gaze dropped for a moment, eyes now wandering from his upper half to his hands, noticing a lack of a ring on a particular finger. “There’s no need to fear me. I’m not here for you.” Her eyes met his once more, her smile gone.  While she couldn’t exactly tell him the whole truth, it was the only amount she could offer him. Belinda was not here to reopen old wounds and she was not here to kill him. Though she was sure the Dark Lord wouldn’t mind the murdering of another muggleborn. 

And then she offered her ex the smallest of smiles. “Stay out of my way and I’ll be out of this castle soon.” 

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‘‘I didn’t want to.’‘ His response was blunt, to the point. Alex had not expected to see her in the Great Hall, he hadn’t expected to see her ever again. A mirthless laugh bubbled in him, a rumble of his chest as it passed his lips for the briefest of moments. Alex looked at her, eyes sweeping along her form.

Fear her? Alex didn't fear Death itself. "There is very little I am afraid of, Belinda." He had conquered the greatest storms and roughest seas. He had cheated death enough times to lose count. "You are not one of those things." Losing her though. That was an entire different matter.

If he wanted to, the Dark Lord could come get Alex himself. An unspoken promise had passed between Alex and Voldemort so many years ago. His death would be at his hands and Alex had made his peace with that. One day he would face the Dark Lord again and die. But until then, Alex wanted nothing to do with the war brewing in the air.

"You're in my castle, Bells. Stay out of my way."

She wouldn't, and he damn well knew it. But Alex would be damned if he allowed it to happen on her terms. "I'll tell you the same I told Dolohov. Don't bring your shit here and we won't have a problem."

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BLACK SAILS (2014 - 2017)

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 Mina pulled her long grey wool sweater tight around her as the gaggle of professors decended into the castle dungeons. All received the noncorporeal invitet from the Gryffindor House ghost, Nearly Headless Nick Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington . Durmstrang has a few spirits haunting it’s halls but not at the capasity of Hogwarts.

“We’re gonna see a thousands ghosts tonight,”  Mina said as they all approched the doorway to the party. Macabre music poured over the threshold and the faint smell of decay followed. The Death Day party filled the room and ghost hung around.

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He saw enough ghosts in his sleep. Alex stood there, hands hooked in his belt and stoic frown on his face. This wasn't his idea of a party. But then again, Alex's idea of a party was sat in his office, with a bottle of whiskey and a pack of twenty cigarettes, on his own. But turning down a formal invite by the ghosts would only succeed in insulting them.

"Fantastic." A sweeping gaze through the room. A ghost party didn't exactly include food and drink. "How long do you reckon we're supposed to hang around for?"

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‘‘Which is… intriguing.’‘ Evan shrugged his shoulders, leaning his elbow on the table and resting his palm in his hand. ‘‘Who the fuck has heard of a woman her age ot being married yet. That’s got to have some sort of meaning to it. Unless she’d widowed.’‘ He was thinking out loud, interested, but not entirely caring much. If she was one of them, then there was a good enough reason behind it and he didn’t perse need to know. 

‘’Speaking of being married,’’ Evan slid his sight to Rodolphus. ‘’What’s going on between you and Bella then?’’

He gave Evan a slight shrug in response. Honestly he didn’t know much about Professor Deamont but then again he didn’t care to know. He knew where she stood and that was all that mattered. Though the topic of Bellatrix had brought his attention back, looking over at Evan. “Dating. Betrothed. Why do you ask?” 

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"Just wondering how Hogwarts' hottest and most psychotic couple is doing." Evan shrugged his shoulders. He still had a year to find someone decent enough to marry, and so far Evan's list was getting smaller by the day. He envied Rodolphus and Bellatrix slightly, the way they looked at each other.

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“A-k-a, little psychopaths.” Marlene waggled her eyebrows teasingly at the girl. Next year, next year, she didn’t want to think about next year. It would be the hardest year of her life. She had some steps set in place, but it was going to put a big strain on her relationship with her family. “Ah, I was thinking of maybe moving out. Getting my own place. Becoming an auror, you know. Chasing and catching bad guys.” Marlene shrugged her shoulders lightly. “Any solid plans for you yet? When you get out of here of course.”

“Then I’m just a little psychopath.” she replied without a second thought, not liking that her sister were being called names or that they were thought of these little dark, evil people. They were her sisters, the people that had her back through it all.

She nodded at Marlene’s tale, it was a good ideal, catching bad guys was always something food. However she wasn’t sure who the bad guys were anymore. “Haven’t you heard? I’m marrying Caspian.” she offered as the only possible path she would be able to take, because it was. If it weren’t him it would be any other pureblood.

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"Scamander?" Marlene made a face. "Ouch, that must suck being married off." She would know, her parents had been talking about it for years now. Not that she would ever commit to it. She would rather die than be forced into a loveless marriage. "At least he's okay to look at I suppose. There are worse people ta end up having to shag."

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‘‘Reckon anyone would notice if A’h poisoned the entire Ravenclaw Quidditch team?’‘ Marlene held up a vial over the cauldron at Alice, a grin on her face. It was a good plan if she said so herself, plus if the team was out for the count, then maybe James would stop making them get up so bloody early for practices for a little bit. @aliceabsolutely​

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“I reckon the Ravenclaw quidditch team would notice they’ve been poisoned.” Alice held her hand out for the vial. As much as she liked Marlene, she wasn’t about to participate in a poisoning. Brewing the potion was good practice. Alice had no intention of using it on anyone. There was also the matter that the potion may be stronger than they anticipated. She couldn’t have that on her conscious. “Would it not be more satisfying to win of your own merit? Not that it will matter much when you lose to Hufflepuff,” she teased.

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"Maybe I just wanna save Ravenclaw the embarrassment of losing to us." Marlene shrugged her shoulders, flipping the page in the potions book to the next one. "Are you really tellin' me that we ain't gonna use this on anyone?" She eyed up her best friend, nose scrunched in displeasure.

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‘‘One of these days yae gonna hafta tell me what’s in this y’know.’‘ Marlene grinned at Tib, putting the bottle to her mouth again and taking a swig before handing it back to him. ‘’Secrets just end up driving great friends apart. And I’ll tell ye, I’m a great friend to have.’’ @tiberiusogden​

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Tiberius grabbed the bottle and took a big gulp before shaking his head, “Family secret.” he shrugged passing the bottle back to her, “I wouldn’t be a good Ogden if I tell you. Need to keep business going.”

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"You're gonnae make a killing with this, Ogden." Marlene put the bottle to her lips, dimple forming in one cheek as she gave him a lopsided smile. She enjoyed his company, she enjoyed that he was able to match her drinking pace. The only other person that tended to keep up with her was James, and well, drinking with James was different to drinking with people she wasn't basically related to. "You gonna take over the business after school?"

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‘‘That’s ridiculous. Tib,’‘ Doe looked up at the boy joining the small group at the table. ‘‘Tell them how ridiculous that is, that the Ministry sent the new Professor to kill Dumbledore in his sleep.’‘ She glared at the younger students. Sometimes she did wonder why she bothered being friendly to the littler ones. And then immediately felt guilty about think like that. Everybody deserved some kindness, even when they start talking about ridiculous conspiracy theories like Professor Deamont being a vampire. @tiberiusogden​

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Tiberius found most of the theories the students spun ridiculous, no one was sent to kill Dumbledore, even Who Must Not Be Named knew that, that was why everyone felt at ease at the school. Voldemort would never touch it, however he didn’t think the professor came in good graces either. “I think the Ministry sent her to monitor the school, maybe even fire Dumbledore.” he admitted with a shrug. “Killing, is a bit much.”

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"Jesus, fire him?" Doe wrinkled her nose, looking up at him from under long eyelashes. Scrutinising, as if he was making some sort of really bad tasted joke. He wasn't. "You really think so, Tib?" Doe liked Dumbledore, he was friendly and made funny jokes. "That would be awful."

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‘‘Caspian!’‘ She gasped out in surprise, her entire heart jolting–, he had just appeared out of nowhere. Or was it really her guilty conscience laying on her for not yet telling her best friend what exactly had transpired between her and William? The blonde ignored her inner thoughts, giving a small shake of her head as if that would simply blow them away and smiled at him. ‘‘What’s going on?’‘ It was only then that she really saw him, the expression on her face wavering and falling into concern. 

“I – Not here.” He decided and began to drag her arm out with him, moving towards the corner of the room. Once he could hear himself think, it all came out in a ramble. Holding things in wasn’t exactly Caspian’s forte. “I’m betrothed. To Andromeda Black. I didn’t even know my parents were looking! Shit, I thought if anything I would have some kind of choice or say. They just sent me a letter as if I’m suppose to be fine by this.” 

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She stood there in silence, tongue tied and mind racing a million miles an hour. Betrothed? Dorcas just looked at him, her teeth pulling at her lower lip. She forgot that was still a thing. Her parents had married for love, her father had given up his family to be with her muggle mother. That was true love, and that was the kind of love that Doe believed in.

"Andromeda Black?" She echoed finally. Concern decorated her pretty features. They had once been a couple, young and clueless. It hadn't lasted long, but it had formed their friendship that Doe loved so dearly. "What are you going to do?" As if there was anything he could do.

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Belinda & Alexander ;; 

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Iris & Evan ;;

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                     he should write a guide to self   -   sacrificing. first   ,   find the girl that reminds him of the ocean. follow the tides in her eyes   &.   try not to hit the rocks on his way down. next   ,   build a wall between his body   &.   hers. make it out of sunset promises   &.   the brittle abrasion of her fingers in his heart. call it love  &.   color it lapis blue or grey   ,   the purpling of a bruise. learn how to worship the loneliness that stares back at him in the mirror.    ❝  i thought i would spice things up for you   ,    you know.   ❞    then   ,   turn his feet into anchors. pin them against the bottom before he gets swept out to where the water becomes a mouth. avoid the sandbanks   ,   &.   struggle to take one last breath.   ❝  we kissed?  ❞    finally   ,   struggle as he stares at the barrier   &.   think about what it would be like to smash the wall down. do it because she smiles like sunshine   ,   because he couldnt stop staring at his hands underwater.   ❝  care to remind me how it felt ? ❞   let the salt into his lungs   ,   reverent like he’s been taught   &.   allow her to drown him in her feelings   ,   ask her to do it again  &.  again.            

Wordless. Her lips parted as she stared at him feverishly. She was so mad. And yet, she couldn't stop the anger from ebbing away every moment that passed between them. Doe pressed her hands against her reddening cheeks, huffing out a breath. "You can't just--," her words faded away as her thoughts became so transparent. Grasping at smoke in her mind. "You shouldn't,--". Blonde hair whipped around her face when she shook her head vigorously. "Fuck. William."

When was the last time she had been brave? When was the last time that Doe did something for herself? She didn't know. She aimed to please people, to make them happy. She was angry at him goddammit. He had no right to make her feel so much. Doe couldn't stop herself, surprise crossing her face even as she found herself reaching out, hands smacking into his chest. "You can't do this to people!" She cried out, frustration laced within her words. "You can't just suddenly do that thing and make them fall in love with you. It's not fair!"

Again her hands pummeled him harmlessly, pushing him further back into the classroom. She was breathless, hands shaking and fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. Her eyes were fixed on his, her heart bounding against her chest. There was a split second where Doe thought she was going to hit him again as she let go of him, but instead her hands reached around the back of his neck, pushing herself up and pulling him down.

She had intended on shouting at him more, maybe even stomp her foot and throw her bag on the ground. Just to make her point clear that he was an asshole, and she would never let anything like that night happen again.

And here she was, kissing him first.

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She was not a stupid girl. Granted she might not have known everything a future Death Eater was expected to do but she wasn’t clueless to the world around her. Though the thought of Evan spending his summer with non-related D.E. things also crossed her mind. It would be foolish to think the small gestures and flirty words were only given to her. 

All it took was Evan offering to spend the winter holiday together to have the butterflies in her stomach back and fluttering. Damn him for being so effortlessly charming! Her smile couldn’t be stopped. “Yeah? I’d would like that.” She bit her lip, realizing she might have been too honest and found herself pulling back, grinning now and taking a drag. “Don’t remind me. I have to be stuck here another year while you get to be free.” 

‘‘Ah darling, don’t you fret about that.’‘ Evan smiled, leaning his head back against the wall. Their shoulders touching, his foot turned towards her feet. It felt nice, to be sat here with her. He took a last drag from his cigarette, stubbing it out on the stone floor and flicking the butt away. Evan turned his head towards her, just to look at her. She was beautiful. 

‘‘I’ll come visit you in Hogsmeade.’‘ A promise. Evan held his pinky finger up. ‘‘Pinky promise.’‘

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He couldn’t help but smirk, dark eyes skimming over the lineup before looking back at his friend. “Fuck Professor Von Schoen, marry Ms. Deamont since she’s a pureblood and kill Professor McCormack just for being a muggleborn sympathizer.”  His eyes followed Evan’s, looking back over the professors, particularly Lawrence and Dolohov. “Deamont is one of us. Probably friends with Professor Dolohov.” Though he had no clue on what to make of Professor Lawrence’s reaction other than fear of his muggleborn life. The new professor looked unaffected by the man’s reaction and was chatting with another professor to her left. “I doubt she’d want to marry you, mate but she remains unmarried.” Shoot your shot. 

‘‘Which is... intriguing.’‘ Evan shrugged his shoulders, leaning his elbow on the table and resting his palm in his hand. ‘‘Who the fuck has heard of a woman her age ot being married yet. That’s got to have some sort of meaning to it. Unless she’d widowed.’‘ He was thinking out loud, interested, but not entirely caring much. If she was one of them, then there was a good enough reason behind it and he didn’t perse need to know. 

‘’Speaking of being married,’’ Evan slid his sight to Rodolphus. ‘’What’s going on between you and Bella then?’’