legends never die

[anacarrow]

Sunny spring days had yet to make a full appearance in London, so when one showed up, Ana took advantage of it. She looked outside of her flat’s window and felt it with the back of her handing, unsure if the humidity-less touch was because of the weather or the air conditioner. Deciding to take a chance, Ana threw on a light sweater, slipped on her boots and grabbed her bag.

She settled on a muggle café to spend her time people watching and enjoying her power trip over all who entered her vision. She also didn’t want to run into anybody she knew. Ana pulled a book out of her bag and ordered a tea. A few paragraphs into her reading, she glanced up at somebody who was speaking aggressively loudly and, when recognizing the person, she groaned and shoved her face into the novel, hoping they would go away and not notice her.

[doreminique]

fingers trailed along the leather of each book spine as dominique’s eyes briefly read over the book’s titles. she hummed softly as she rounded the shelf’s corner. “no, no, no, no.” one book caught her attention and she pulled it from the row for a moment before remembering that wasn’t the reason she was here. “excuse me, do you by any chance know where I can find the new scamander book?”

[masondurslcy]

Of course the daily prophet was doing everything in their power to milk the event that had occurred and it was irritating to say the least. He knew that this was going to happen but he didn’t think it would cause panic to spread so fast. He set the paper down, he could tell people were glancing at him. It was evident he was an auror and yet he had no answers. “I’d appreciate it if you could at least try to be subtle when you stare.” He stated without looking up. @inomniahqstarters​

[theyngreckless]

—- “I know it’s been a rough week, but you know what will make it better,” Rose settled down at the table and pushed the box towards them. “Nan’s biscuits.” // @inomniahqstarters​

[rontheweasel]

Mr. Oddpick, the owner of Flourish & Blotts, had left Oliver in charge of closing up the shop, which were the nights Oliver looked forward to most. Although he admired Mr. Oddpick and didn’t mind his company, the idea of being forced to make small talk after working eight to twelve hour days made Oliver physically ill. 

After organizing all the returned textbooks in the back, ready to be restocked tomorrow morning, and sweeping the floors, Oliver turned the sign on the door around to read, “CLOSED,” tucked the keys into his jacket pocket, and made his way down the clearing streets of Diagon Alley. 

He could have easily disapparated from the front of the shop and apparated in front of his flat, but the evening glow surrounding the shops beckoned for Oliver to take one of his rare strolls. 

Passing Florean Fortescue’s, he was tempted to grab a quick bite of ice cream, but decided against it, reminding himself he needed to be saving every galleon he could during these unpredictable times. But as he passed the last table outside the ice cream parlour, he recognized a familiar face sitting by themselves. 

“Ruining our dinner, are we?” Oliver asked, debating internally whether to sit across from them or not. @inomniahqstarters​

[theyngreckless]

—- Henriette leaned against the lamp post as she waited for her usual cup of tea to be made by the drink cart in Diagon Alley. She only just got back and it seemed to be in time for bad news. She frowned as she looked over her copy of the daily prophet and shook her head. “The world’s ending,” she said to no one in particular as she folded up the paper and tucked it under her arm. “Or so it seems.” // @inomniahqstarters​

[jamiereynolds]

OPEN STARTER.

If anything in the world could make him happy when he was feeling like shit, it was ice cream. It had been quite a sunny day and James was happy to be out in the sunshine but he couldn’t ignore the looming sense of despair that was lingering over him, trying to spoil his day. Ever since the Quidditch celebrations taking a sharp and awful turn, he hadn’t been able to think about anything but that and he felt as though it was driving him into insanity. At least sitting outside with three scoops of bubblegum ice cream, watching the world go by as he flirted with the guy working made him feel better. He felt as though someone was watching him so he turned and stuck his tongue out at them. “I know you’re just jealous of either my ice cream or fabulous hair.”

@inomniahqstarters​

[aurelia-ollivander]

there was a sense of quiet in the air, everyone was reading books or reading the daily prophet or taking in the day on their own. there weren’t many people in the small coffee shop, maybe five or six at most? aurelia crept quietly up to the counter, ordering herself a tea. 

she sat down at a seemingly empty table, it was piled high with books and some unidentifiable flora, but then again, most of the tables were in the small corner shop were covered with something. there was a clattering, a brief look of horror as she looked down at her shirt, the dark tea staining the crisp-white button up.

“Merlin’s beard–,” she groaned, her hand grasping at the collar of her shirt, “Could you please hand me a napkin, quickly?” She asked the person nearest to the counter, trying her best to stop the spread of the stain from going any further. 

[ximena--vane-blog]

    Ximena knew this was not the time to be injured. A mission had gone horribly wrong and she had been on the receiving end of a curse. Her body ached and she knew she should be resting but Ximena couldn’t sit still with the news of everything that had happened at the Quidditch game. She knew any other way of getting to the offices would result in worse pain so she opted to walk there. However, she felt herself lose balance and managed to catch herself so the fall wouldn’t be too nasty. She leaned back against the wall in a sitting position and noticed a hand, shaking her head, “I’m okay– it’s okay. I’m fine.” She assured them but she knew that wasn’t the case. 

[lilu-potter]

“What are you doing here?”

[tedwardlupiin]

For a split second, Teddy debated going back to being an auror but he knew that maybe that wasn’t the best option. At Hogwarts, he could protect the students if need be but at the same time, he felt helpless to help. He didn’t even know if it was as big an issue as he thought it was. Maybe it was some sort of sick joke. He hadn’t heard the other calling him and suddenly he looked up, surprised. “What? Sorry– I wasn’t paying attention.” @inomniahqstarters​

[adelaide-whitlock]

With the Quidditch season over, Eliza was giving herself a little bit of a vacation before starting her training up again. She had a lazy morning before running her errands at Diagon, ending her day at the Leaky. She had ordered a drink while at the bar, reading over the Profit that another customer had left. She didn’t notice the bar filling up until she felt someone behind her. She looked up, finally noticing that the only chair left at the bar was the one next to her. “You can sit here if you’d like,” she said as she moved her paper. “I’m not waiting on everyone.” @inomniahqstarters​

[nicolaswood]

Nico was still on edge from the previous days events. He decided to treat himself to a chocolate frog to try and cheer himself up. A loud noise startled him while he was opening the box, and the frog managed to jump out. “Oh shit,” he tried to grab it, but he was a moment too late and it landed on another person. “I’m so sorry. I have more. Do you want one?” @inomniahqstarters​

[scoutthekeeper]

open

@inomniahqstarters​

scout stared up at the sky confused. she probably looked like everyone else on the street. she’d been celebrating with her friends when the hush had fallen over everyone. “what the-” she put down her drink and took a few steps towards the dark mark. it was something that she could recognize anywhere. the stories of the last wizarding war had been told often enough in her home. it was one of the few non-quidditch things that her father took heinously seriously. speaking of, her family had to be around here somewhere. she needed to find them. “did anyone see the wand that cast that?”

[unfcrgiiven]

before he sees the mark in the sky, draco knows something is wrong. he can feel it, a burning sensation running through his left arm. the dark mark, a scar for over 27 years, now a spell against his skin. it had almost faded - a scar, just like all the others. and now? he doesn’t need to look to know it is black as the day he got it. 

“holy shit.” 

he cannot help it: his first instinct is to protect himself, to not look guilty. stand his ground, watch in awe. few know he has the mark, no need to draw attention to himself now. because, even now, he will always be suspected. but draco’s heart is thumping faster than it ever has with a question that makes him feel like he is sinking: is the dark lord back? @inomniahqstarters​

[petriichvrs]

open   starter   for   ginny   weasley   /   @inomniahqstarters​   !

“OUT OF MY WAY.” she had to see it for herself. she tore through the streets of diagon alley, pushing through an endless crowd that was moving in the opposite direction. a nasty elbow to the cheek couldn’t slow her down any more than the loss of her black and yellow wasps hat could, and it was left in the dirt as ginny moved to where nobody else wanted to be ; beneath the dark mark that had been cast INTO the sky. she’s breathless, and it isn’t just because of the effort it took to get her there - her chest is tight and her heartbeat is THRUMMING in her ears and for the very first time in two decades… ginny has a reason for the terror running through her veins like ice water.

feel the fear, she did ; but champion THROUGH it? raise her wand with a shaky hand, she did, though she wasn’t sure she could BANISH it all on her own - a question unanswered due to it’s fading, suddenly, before her very eyes. she gasps. a sudden intake of breath, the force of which causes her to fold in upon herself like a little girl, not catching her breath, per se, but pulling herself TOGETHER. who knew how long she’d stay there like that, if it weren’t for the sudden footsteps that alert her to the fact she isn’t alone, that bring her to whirl around, wand ready, “stay back-”

[theyngreckless]

—- Lyra only stepped away from Jay for a moment to get a better look for her brother. Jay still had to help to keep the crown calm in all this mess and she didn’t want to get in the way with him worrying over her too. She brushed her way through the crowd searching through the faces, and tried not to lose hope. “Sorry, please excuse me,” she murmured when her shoulder brushed another. // @inomniahqstarters​