bewitched.

Lisa Turpin. 21. 

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where: Bewitched

status: open for all 

Since Liam had been born, Lisa had been very hesistant in leaving her daughter, spending most of her time with the baby. She had read about seperation anxiety and it was real. Even now, a few months after her birth, Lisa didn’t feel comfortable leaving her with someone else for more than two hours, even if those were her parents or Michael’s. It was her first full day back at work and she was already on pins and needles, waiting for time to pass. They didn’t think she’d make it a full day before popping by and checking in, but she knew she’d have to learn to be apart from her daughter. Sure, Lisa loved her job, but there was nothing she loved more than Liam. Hearing the bell on top of the door ring, she looked up from behind the counter.

 “Hello, what can I help you with today?” 

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Michael wasn’t sure he would have left Anthony’s hospital room if not for Lisa. He hadn’t shared any of his more recent worries with her, none of what happened with his recent freakout in Diagon before all of this bullshit had happened had been mentioned. He felt like he was in a fog, unable to see or speak and his fire utterly and completely doused. He couldn’t even muster up any anger at whoever had poisoned his best friend. Just numbness at the fact that this would probably never stop. War didn’t cease. It didn’t end. It just dragged on until everyone was dead and the next generation could pick up where they had left off. 

If he hadn’t been so in his head, so just full of fucking disbelief at what had happened while he and Terry did their best to not destroy Anthony’s home and themselves in the process of waiting for him, maybe he would have noticed the state Lisa was in beside him. The hadn’t even made it out into the main waiting room when he looked over to her, seeing her tears for the first time. Exchanging her hand for an arm around her shoulders, Michael pulled her to the side of the hallway and sat down against the wall, pulling her into his lap and watching her with wide eyes. “Baby. Baby, look at me. Just you and me here. Fuck everyone else and just focus on me for a minute. We’ll get you a calming potion or some water or some shit.”

Keeping things from Michael wasn’t easy, especially something as big as this, but she knew that telling him about the Order wasn’t her place. Well, at least that’s the excuse she’s been using to try and push away the guilt she had been feeling whenever she said she was going to go hang out with Luna or Susan. She preferred using Luna as an excuse as she didn’t want him to think something was wrong with their baby and he liked to go to Healer appointments with her. Of course she knew that he would want to join the Order if he knew about it. Which has been the main reason for her keeping it from him. It was selfish, but she could not do this without him. So if she knew that he wasn’t away on some dangerous Order mission when he wasn’t at home and he was instead off practicing Quidditch, she could breathe easily. It wasn’t that she didn’t think he was capable of holding his own in a fight, it was that he had this fire in him and he wouldn’t give up even if he was surrounded by a group of Redeemers. Now that Anthony got hurt on a mission, all of her fears she had tried burying deep inside by not telling him about the Order, were coming right back. 

She barely registered him pulling her into his lap, but feeling his heartbeat against her back did help calm her breathing ever so slightly, eyes full of tears as she looked at him, fear obvious as she was clinging to him. “I don’t want a calming potion. I just want you to stay. Don’t leave me. I need you.” 

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billtheweasley​:

“Chocolate bats” Bill mused, looking them over. They did seem like a good option. “Oh you’re expecting? Congratulations, my wife craved chocolate the first time.” he chuckled. “A type of dragon. You know what, I think that might just work. Very clever thinking there, thank you.”

“Michael got them for me a few times, they’re good.” She smiled at Bill, recognising him from Order meetings and friendly conversations they had in the past. The only Weasley she had a problem with was Ginny, but they were staying out of each others way nowadays so she hated her a little less. “Thank you. I’m 33 weeks along.” It sounded surreal to say it, there were only a few weeks until the baby would be come. “You’re welcome. I’m sure she’s gonna love it.”

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romanavery​:

Roman looked this girl over, who was she and why was she talking to him? “I don’t sell sweets.” He frowned slightly “And my demographic is not children, so why would I create something like that?” Roman frowned even more, just the thought of caramel firewhiskey made him feel quite ill. “It’s not my fault of people don’t have the refined palate to enjoy firewhiskey as it’s meant to be made.”

“It’s not a dessert, it’s just a sweet flavor. So you could attract a wider base of customers. I try to have something for every kind of customer that comes into my store. Young or old, doesn’t matter which gender. There’s always a product that will suit their needs.” Lisa was quite proud of how there were Bewitched products for everyone. “Taste is subjective. Just because you do not like it does not mean it’s bad. Of coure it is your brand and you are free to do what you want. It was just a suggestion.”

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Lisa and Michael moodboard

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While not being an active part of the mission she had done recon trying to help the people going in, but they had been too late. Anthony had been kidnapped amongst others. Ernie was killed. Kingsley and his wife murdered. The Redeemers seemed to get more powerful by the day and they were still not closer to revealing who was hiding behind those masks and stopping them. It was terrifying and she felt panicked as she took Michael’s hand after visiting Anthony in St. Mungos. The white walls of the hospital made her feel claustrophobic,  Her heart started beating faster and she felt like she had trouble breathing. Lisa turned to Michael, fear obvious in her eyes. “I can’t breathe.. I need to sit down.” 

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“You know…” He said, mimicking her words. “I think you’re right.” With a last kiss to her forehead, Michael left the room as he laughed at her words. As he busied himself in their kitchen, he shouted back to her in the bedroom. “Good thing that’s the plan, yeah?” He had always been one to fall hard, head over heels into whatever relationship he clinged onto. But Michael had gotten so fucking sappy lately and found he wasn’t fucking minding it.  “Just gotta buy a ring. Go to a court. We could do that shit today!” He joked. He had a plan in mind for their post-baby life and it involved showing Lisa just how much she meant to him, not a spur of the moment choice without everyone they loved there.

He returned to the bedroom after a while, dropping the vitamins down on her nightstand before placing the tea besides them careful. Even if she said she’d take them at lunch, Michael didn’t trust her. He knew she hated them but if they were good for her too bad. “You gonna visit me downstairs later or am I gonna be lonely all day?”

“You really should be used to that by now.” Lisa had the reputation of being a know it all, but she didn’t mind it. Her smile widening when he kissed her forehead. It was little acts of intimacy like this that she had missed while he was in Ireland. Lisa was an independent woman, but she knew that depending on Michael didn’t make her weak. They were partners, she could depend on him and he could depend on her. That’s how a relationship should be in her opinion. “Definitely a good thing.” They had all of their lives ahead of them and they would do that by each other’s side. It was a comforting thought, knowing that she wasn’t alone. Lisa laughed at his enthusiasm, but shook her head. “While that’s very sweet, I do not want to get married while I’m pregnant. We can wait until after the baby, we aren’t in any rush.” She wanted to express to him that she wasn’t against the idea, timing just wasn’t right at the moment. They had had communication problems before so she thought being open and honest would be a good idea. 

She laid in bed and relaxed until he came back, sitting up when he did, eyeing the vitamins he brought.  “Very clever.” It was for the good of the baby so she did take them at the end of the day, but she wasn’t a fan of starting her day with the taste in her mouth. “I’ll come and help. You know I don’t like sitting around all day.”

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padpetal​:

Padma’s mind panicked a bit, hurrying to figure out what to do. “You know what that means,” she offered. “You get to buy more cute clothes! You get to go shopping.” Here’s where having more girl friends would have helped but years of mostly interracting with Ravenclaw boys was starting to inhibit her. So she just tried to think of about what her sister and Lavender would do. “Think of how cute you’ll be.”

Lisa shook her head, the tears falling freely now due to her pregnancy hormones. “I can’t go shopping. I’ll have to ask for a size large. I’m a small. But now my stomach is huge. I’m like a whale Padma. A whale. I can’t even wear heels because my feet swell.” She was clearly distraught, getting caught up in her own emotions the more she talked. 

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mcorner​:

“Mmhmm. Me. While you stay here and get your beauty sleep, yeah? Not that you fucking need it. Gonna have to keep being pretty enough for the both of us.” Michael shoved his face in the pillow for a moment before letting go of Lisa and sitting up. He yawned, stretching the best that he could before leaning down and giving her a morning kiss. “Gimme ten minutes. You want tea? Juice? That shit my mum sent over?”

He was out of bed, reluctant to leave her but happy to be doing anything to help. It was hard to not feel useless when she was doing all the work of carrying their fucking kid. Unable to pull himself away, Michael rested his arms on the bed and stared at her. A dopey smile on his face at the sight of her. “You know, I really like being in love with you. Kicks so much arse. We should keep doing it. Forever.”

Lisa let out a soft laugh, smiling when he complimented her. She must look like a mess right now, especially her hair, but he didn’t care. He loved her and she loved him. “You know... I think you look very handsome right now...” She kissed him back, grimacing when he asked if she wanted the vitamins his mother sent over. They were disgusting, but she insisted that they were good for the baby, so Lisa was taking them. “Tea would be lovely. I’ll have the vitamins with lunch later.” Starting her day off with something she liked the taste of seemed like a better idea. 

“I really like being in love with you too, so that works out well. Forever sounds like a good plan. I like the sound of that.” Lisa could not imagine herself with anyone but Michael and while she didn’t believe in soulmates or ‘meant to be’, she believed that they brought out the best in each other and that’s how a relationship should be like. 

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billtheweasley​:

Bill was standing in a bakery in Diagonal Alley with his arms crossed and a very perplexed look on his face. He was due home in about half an hour, and he didn’t want to return to his wife and little girl empty handed from work. But there were too many choices. “Excuse me. If you were a pregnant woman, or a three year old girl who’s currently obsessed with dragons, what pastry would you want?” He asked the person standing next to him, an amused grin on his face.

“I can’t speak for the three year old, but I would go with the chocolate bats. I crave chocolate all the time and I’ve heard that’s quite common. Plus, the chocolate bats have wings so you could tell the three year old it’s a type of dragon and boom, problem solved.”

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“So what if I can’t fit into my cute clothes right now? I’m totally fine. It doesn’t bother me at all.” Lisa said while her eyes welled up out of frustration at the long dress she was wearing right now. All of her mini dresses were basically turning into shirts now, it was extremely unfair. Usually she had her hormones in check, but today everything seemed to set her off and she didn’t know how to stop it. 

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romanavery​:

How was the world filled with so many idiots? His wife, and sometimes his brother, not included in that. The good part about having a successful business was exactly that, he was successful. The bad part was that people felt as thought that meant you had the time to listen to their stupid ideas. Roman hated supplying Ministry events for this particular reason, people found out he was the supplier and decided to share their stupid ideas with him. “Why don’t I make a salted caramel firewhiskey?” he asked in utter disbelief “Because that sounds disgusting.”

Lisa hadn’t had alcohol since she found out she was pregnant and while she wasn’t what one would call a big drinker, she did miss having a glass here or there at an event such as this one. Perhaps it was her pregnancy cravings for anything sweet and salty that made her suggest salted caramel whiskey, but she thought it sounded like a good idea. “It’s a very popular sweets flavor, it could translate well into firewhiskey.”

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mcorner​:

“Nuh-uh. You don’t.” Hand trailing up her side, Micheal pulled her closer. His eyes falling closed as he spoke. He could lay here forever, if he was being honest. The world was shit, his family had been going through it, but nothing felt like it when he was with Lisa. They had their own little world here. Where he didn’t have to think about his job or when he was going to have to go back to physical therapy or go to his monthly check up or worry something was wrong with Lisa or the baby. She was here, curled up next to him and safe. Her and their kid. Fuck, it almost wasn’t real.

He peeked an eye open, looking down at her. His hand had already moved to rest on her stomach, a place he found it more often then not when he could spend time with her. Michael’s emotions had a tendency to jump, one from the next. Never lasting too long unless he was holding a grudge. But the idea that there was a kid, their kid, showing up soon was making him freak the fuck out and he didn’t think it was going to end ever after it was in his arms. “Don’t owl her. Let me open it up, yeah? You should sleep in, baby. You want breakfast?”

“Someone has to go and open it.” She insisted through a tired tone, her eyes still closed. She was exhausted, but this was her job and she enjoyed it so she’d go up and do it, she just needed a few more minutes, that’s all. With Michael here she felt safe and content, a feeling she had yearned for while he was in Ireland. This was all she needed. Michael by her side was enough for her. Soon their baby would join them. It felt surreal, but less so for her because she was literally carrying the weight around which made it easier to grasp the situation. 

Lisa sighed happily, a smile appearing on her face when she felt his hand on her stomach. He was doing that a lot recently. Like he was convincing himself it was actually there. It was adorable. “Are you sure you can take over the shop for a bit?” He had been helping out recently, which she was grateful for, but she didn’t want to make him do it if he didn’t want to. “Breakfast would be great. A peanut butter sandwich. And pickles. Maybe an apple.”

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mcorner​:

location: home

status: @lisaturpinhqs​

“Where you going?” Michael mumbled into the pillow, wrapping his arm a big tighter around Lisa’s side and pulling her close. It was getting a bit more difficult to do every day. A bit more surreal. Honestly, Michael knew he was close to freaking out. He had actually read the baby books Tony and Terry had given. He had paid attention during Pads bullshit doll baby classes. Hell, he had been a fucking amateur healer to his Dad for the past few months and couldn’t help but think it was good fucking practice for the future. He barely lifted his head to kiss her, hiding his face from the sun streaming in. “We’re sleepin’.”

It was his day off. First day off in what felt like a lifetime and he just wanted some time with El. Just the two of them. No fucking friends, no family, and no baby yet. His parents had started haunting him with tales of newborns, pretty much tampering a shitton of Michael’s excitment over the idea of teaching a kid, his kid, how to ride a broom or catch a quaffle. “Open the shop late, baby. I’ll open it. I don’t care.”

“I have to go to work.” It was great having Michael back in town, being able sleep peacefully through the night because she knew he was right there next to her. His father had been sick so he had to go back to Ireland to help care for him and while Lisa encouraged him to go and help his parents, she did still miss him immensely whenever he had been gone. This pregnancy had changed a lot between them, it had made their relationship stronger. Sure, things weren’t perfect, but she didn’t want perfect. She wanted real. With Michael. She’d noticed him reading the baby books a few times already and whenever he went back to his parents, she read through another one. They were preparing as best as they could. Lisa chuckled, kissing him back, still half asleep as well. 

"Staying in bed with you sounds amazing.” She sighed, curling into his side for warmth. Pregnany made her more tired than she was used to ever being and she heard that once the baby was there they wouldn’t get any sleep at all. “I’ll owl my grandma and ask her to take over today. We can lounge around today. I missed you.”

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littlexlunalovegoods​:

location: holiday market status: open to all!

The streets were lined with fun-filled decorations and Luna couldn’t stop beaming at the faces that passed by. She had her shop Stella apothecary located in Hogsmeade but she was happy to have her own table with a few of her favorite seasonal ingredients. Along with her own shop ingredients and products, there was a stack of the most recent addition of the Quibbler which indicated holiday traditions and the myths and truth behind them. Luna had her favorite white beanie hat on along with her pink robes and knitted attire and gloves. She had made a painted board to show the name of the shop in bright colored letters that she had painted herself. 

“Oh, hello!” she squealed when she saw someone arrive at her table. “Would you like any ivy or pinecone shavings or a free quibbler?” Luna gestured to the spread out on the table before picking up another ingredient. “Or would you like some mistletoe? It’s not true that you have to kiss under them…they’re full of nargles you know.”

The holiday times were always a fond memory for Lisa to look back on as she got to spend it with her family and get some quality time in with everyone in her extended family. They all had busy lives, but they took this time to catch up. She missed her brother a lot during this time of the year, they always set a space at the table for him when they had Christmas dinner, just to honor his memory. Some might think it silly, but to her it was a reminder that he would  have been sitting right next to her if he hadn’t been killed in the war. He’d died in April, about a month before the Battle of Hogwarts as he he’d been part of a raid against Death Eaters. He died trying to make their world a better place. That was part of the reason she had joined the new Order in the first place, to honor her late brother’s memory. 

“Luna, hi! I was looking for you.” Lisa smiled, giving her friend a quick hug in greeting before she sat down opposite her.  “I’d love the newest edition of the Quibbler, I haven’t had chance to read it yet. I don’t think I’ll be needing the mistletoe. There’s no one I’d be planning to kiss under it this year and I’m good without Nargles.” 

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booksandcleverness-arc​:

Days off were very rare for Hermione. True days off. Of course she had weekends where she didn’t have to go into the office, but it was rare that she allowed herself a day or two in a row to truly not do anything for work, because it was rare that there was nothing for work that needed to be done. She counted herself lucky that she had this weekend free. So what was she going to start off her free weekend by doing? A nice coffee. One that she didn’t have to rush through and burn her tastebuds, or put in a takeaway cup and floo to the ministry where it would get cold. Just a nice coffee, in the coffee shop, where she might be able to sit and read for a while. A peaceful morning with a book. Hermione’s true happy place.

Once she had her drink and her seat she rifled through her bag to pull out her- “You’ve got to be kidding.” she groaned, she had left her book on her nightstand. 

Having her own shop in Diagon Alley meant that she could choose her own hours, which was something Lisa was thankful for. She didn’t need to get ready for work by 7, with the shop opening at 10 she had the morning for herself to run errands or get herself a coffee or breakfast if she felt like it. Today she’d decided to do just that, ordering a strong coffee as she needed the extra caffeine to give her some energy. She’s been sitting there going through the list of potion ingredients she needed to re-order when she noticed her friend. 

“Hermoine, it’s good to see you.  How’ve you been? Is everything alright?” Lisa didn’t miss the groan coming from the former Gryffindor’s lips so she wanted to check in with her and see if anything was amiss. 

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annabelle-dearborn​:

One of Annabelle’s favorite hobbies had to be shopping. Something that probably seemed cliche or perhaps was rather surprising given her personality. Either way, that was how she found herself going into Bewitched. “Oh!” She was surprised to be greeted so quickly and even more surprised that the other girl was already throwing suggestions at her. If she was being completely honest, she’d mostly just wandered in there out of boredom. “Um could you point me in the direction of the perfumes?” She asked softly. 

“Of course. Follow me.” Due to the shop’s existence in this place for generations there was a base clientele of people who came in here continuously for decades, it was one of her goals to attract new customers which is why she had constantly been thinking of new products or improvements to products they already stocked. They walked over to the shelf displaying the different perfumes. “Is there anything specific you like? We have more intense, musky scents as well as some with sweeter notes. Or would you prefer something floral?”