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Sara Barnard, A Quiet Kind of Thunder

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Sara Barnard, A Quiet Kind of Thunder
AMELIA POTTER ● INDEPENDENT HARRY POTTER OC ● HEAVILY-SELECTIVE (x)
❝ we may be blood, but we are not family. those people who got killed are my family. so no offence, but they’re the ones i give a crap about: not you. ❞
“I don’t want to be scared anymore.”
MEME || accepting
@loathedlineage
“It’ll pass, trust me... It might take some time but it’ll pass, eventually.”
extremelyxshabby replied to your post ““Look at my face. I’m not very mad.””
IM TRYING SO HARD TO FIND MY MUSE!!
SPAM ME WITH MEMES IF THAT HELPS
“Look at my face. I’m not very mad.”
MEME || accepting
@extremelyxshabby
“Promise? Because you sounded pretty mad just seconds ago.”
going on an adventure.
The Sixth Sense ( Sentence Starters )
“I was thinking: you’re nice, but you can’t help me.”
“She doesn’t look at me like everybody else, and I don’t want her to.”
“I don’t want to be scared anymore.”
“Look at my face. I would never think that about you. Ever! Got it?”
“I don’t like it when people look at me like that.”
“I see dead people.”
“In your dreams?”
“They only see what they want to see.”
“I do remember you. Quiet, very smart, compassionate. Unusually compassionate.”
“I thought you meant the other Italian restaurant I asked you to marry me in.”
“Look at my face. I’m not very mad.”
“Tell me the story about why you’re sad.”
“You think I’m sad?”
“What makes you think that?”
“Your eyes told me.”
“I think I’m okay, really. I think it just went in and out. I… it doesn’t even hurt anymore.”
“_____, you’re scaring me.”
“They scare me too, sometimes.”
“She said the answer is ‘every day.’ What did you ask?”
“Do I make her proud?”
“No, uh, that, mm-mmm, that’s not correct. Uh… where’d you hear that?”
“Thats’t not magic.”
“Am I a freak?”
“You’re not a freak, okay?”
“But everyone else calls me a freak.”
“Don’t you believe anybody that tries to convince you of that. That’s bullshit! You don’t have to go through your life believing that. Okay?”
“I miss you.”
“I miss you, too.”
“Why did you leave?”
“Why did you leave me?”
“I didn’t leave you.”
“I’m ready to communicate with you now.”
“Do you know why you’re afraid when you’re alone? I do.”
“Look at my face. I was not thinking anything bad about you.”
“I needed to help someone…I think I did.”
“I needed to tell you something: you were never second. Ever. I love you.”
“Do you want to tell me something?”
“You failed me! You failed me!”
“You can’t hurt me anymore.”
“Stop looking at me.”
“If you could change something in your life, anything at all, what would it be?”
“I didn’t know you were funny.”
“I want to tell you my secret now.”
“I want you to think about it, _____. I want you to think about it really carefully.”
“They just want help.”
“Listen to them.”
“What if they don’t want help? What if they’re just angry and they want to hurt somebody?”
“I don’t think that’s the way it works.”
“How do you know for sure?”
thefvrious:
“A motorbike?” Remus asked incredulously. “Have you gone completely mad? What could you possibly need a motorbike for?” Remus examined Sirius carefully, the images of what could happen – what he could potentially be sucked up into – ran through his head like a news reel. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He paused for a moment, still looking curiously at his friend. “And where do you plan on purchasing one? From a sodding Muggle? Like you’d even begin to know the first thing about talking to one.”
Sirius nodded excitedly when Remus asked again for the motorbike. “What could I not need a motorbike for?” The black-haired got even more excited now that he talked about it. “Moony, I’ve been reading all these muggle magazines - I’ll be able to get one once I’ve saved up enough money!” The grin widened even more on his face now.
S I R I U S A N D R E G U L U S O F T H E P R O U D B L A C K F A M I L Y
B r o t h e r s… T w o s i d e s o f t h e s a m e c o i n
The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
The moment I realised that I had nobody left in the world was the moment Sirius replaced me by calling James Potter his brother.
Regulus Black (via marauderbloggers)
@furryproblem cont. [x]
Sirius frowned. It was obvious that something was up with Remus and now that Sirius noticed that, he wasn’t going to just let it go. “What’s wrong?” He asked while walking towards the other. “And don’t say nothing because I am not gonna buy that.” The black haired crossed his arms, looking at Remus.
oomshi:
am i dramatic yes is it justified also yes
psa -- please take your time.
The community has been growing MORE & MORE supportive overtime. Most roleplayers do not mind the length of time that it takes for you to reply to things, which is WONDERFUL!! But, there are still some people who actually do mind the length of time, so please REBLOG this if you are not bothered by the time it takes for your roleplay partner to reply to you, and would much rather prefer them to be COMFORTABLE and HAPPY.
Sirius loves Queen and Abba.
Reblog if you love all of your rp partners <3
faultyconscience:
“Figures,” Remus replied dryly with a shrug. It was no secret that James had been pining after Lily since their very first year at Hogwarts. Though if Remus were honest, he’d never have dreamed back then that Lily would ever have entertained even the thought of being with James. Yet here they were know, six years later, Lily and James having stolen moments alone together in the sunlight by the water.
Shifting in his seat slightly, uncomfortably, he tried ignore the touch of bitterness in him at the thought. He was happy for James. Really, he was. It wasn’t jealousy he felt, but envy. For something he knew he himself could never have.
“Probably detention. McGonagall held him after class yesterday and I know for a fact he never finished that transfiguration essay.”
“Weird, isn’t it?” Sirius looked at Remus. “That Evans is actually talking to him now, I mean. She never seemed exactly fond of him.” he chuckled a bit though Remus’ movements made him curious. He could see that something was bothering him and frowned a bit. “What’s wrong, Moony?”
At the comment about Peter he nodded. He remembered the said essay and also Peter whining about not wanting to do it. “Ah, yeah... you’re probably right.” He nodded again at his own words as if wanting to reassure himself.