Naught but a Memory

I can make things move without touching them. I can make animals do what I want without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me. I can make them hurt... if I want. ________________________ To contact me, send me an ask, or tag a post with 'naughtbutamemory'. Dashes are a nuisance. ________________________

[marauders4evr]

Guys, I was just watching the news.

The reporter was mourning the loss of lives, in the recent Connecticut tragedy.

He mentioned, in passing, that one of the students was a bright, happy, child who was looking forward to Christmas.

She asked her parents for a new Harry Potter book.

Please reblog this, to show our respect for our fallen Potterhead.

Hogwarts has welcomed her home.

__Marauders4EVR 12:15/12 1:30 PM

[cremitapalacara1]

[theblackship]

ampullae:

djavjr:

but why would you graffiti the quadratic formula

some thugs just want to watch the world learn

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Tom and Ginny

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Lifting her up from the tiles, not manually because he wasn't at all a strong man in the slightest. Ginny, though not at all heavy really, was going to have to be levitated back to her bed via magic.

And he did. It was quicker that way, and most definitely preferable to her. Tom doubted the woman wanted to touch him at all. In fact, he was sure of it.

Not that he cared. Last night, he'd enjoyed, and was surprised that he could actually say that. Still, that was done, and experiencing things more than once wasn't really something he did.

But the cuts...

Muttering a quick incantation, he watched as they healed up, leaving the faintest of traces, a silver scar.

It made him shiver, thinking she'd do that...

His Ginny. 

He wouldn't allow it. She wasn't allowed to hurt herself. Only he was allowed to do that. What would be the point in hurting her, when she already did that?

It made him angry, that she'd dare try and escape him.

Only he was allowed to hurt her; hurt her he had, and hurt her he would.

[clarisafairchilds]

[diarycrux]

the hardest of hearts the hardest of hearts the hardest of hearts

[diarycrux]

the hardest of hearts the hardest of hearts the hardest of hearts

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//:

To those who will read this, I want to apologise for the hiatus I just had for this blog.

I've had a pretty stressful few weeks.

And managing multiple blogs... this one, even though it's the one I'm probably most proud of, somehow got pushed to the sidelines.

I'll reply to those I owe.

And if anyone wants to RP, just drop me an ask.

- Robyn.

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Muggles||Post-War AU||@naught-but-a-memory

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Tom cocked his head to the right, watching the ginger cat.

He used the word cat loosely, because he could tell that was not all that it was. That much was obvious.

Taking another bit from his taco, he leant back slightly, unable to help but keep glancing at the mass of fur, with its squashed in face.

It watched him with a curious expression, but one which clearly to Tom stated his distrust. Perhaps not to Hermione. He didn't think he'd done anything to make the young woman to distrust him outright.

Frowning at him, the cat seemed to frown right back.

"I was never a lover of cats, nor dogs," Tom admitted, smiling slightly, though it was rueful. "At the orphanage, there were a fair few who were allergic to fur, so I never had a chance to develop a fondness of pets."

Shrugging, he took a sip from his wine, a long sip that he hoped would not result in it going to his head. During the week, he'd drank a little more, an attempt to get used to the alcohol content.

"I do, however, remember a time when I found a snake in the back garden. Seeing no problem, I elected to keep it hidden in my room, where it stayed happily for a number of years, growing longer and fatter."

Smiling rather fondly at the memory of his first pet, which was later to be replaced by the basilisk, then Nagini, Tom shrugged.

"However, I must have uncharacteristically left the door open, or perhaps the draft opened it, for one night, I discovered it had disappeared. The next morning brought news that it had been discovered in the drawers of the boy next door."

He'd been angry at that. Stolen the boy's yo-yo. He'd also had a wooden yacht on his windowsill, but that had been too large.

[thestagpatronus]

Harry James Potter + names

 ”I mean, I’m… just… Harry. Just Harry.”

[kurtscoffee]

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Magic Begins » Hogwart School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

“The finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world.” 

[playedtilmyfingersbled]

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THE DARK LORD RISES

[vulcant]

[robinmarians]

Harry Lloyd in The Fear 01x02

[otterparade]

[sswincestiel]

[everythingdeancas]

1.Sheldon watches Supernatural

2.Sheldon ships Destiel

[dorutos]

3. Sheldon ships The Doctor and a Dalek.

[acehardy]

Kirk & Spock. Batman & Robin.

SHeldon is one of us

[brunettereader]

THE SCREECHING SOUND I JUST MADE.

SHELDON COOPER, I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU.

[adamscott-deactivated20161126]

R2D2 AND C3P0 SHeLDON

[safiyaaaaa]

excuse me guys

he ships Hewlett and Packard

SHELDON IS SHIPPING A COMPANY

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Tom and Ginny

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“I did not need you for sex,” Tom hissed, angered just by the thought of it. “I don’t need anything. I want things.”

Not letting go of her, Tom shook his head. “I don’t like being told what to do, Ginny. Not at all. I thought you knew this, but apparently the lesson has not yet been learnt.”

His voice was not hard, instead his tone being more matter-of-factly, as if she should have already known what she said. The facts had been clear in front of her.

“I wanted you, so I took you,” Tom growled, ignoring her as she blindly tried to push him away, instead leaning in to sat it in her ear. “It was you who felt the need, Ginny Weasley.”

Suddenly rising to his feet, Tom turned around, walking calmly to his things on the floor, and his wand that lay on the bed.

Slipping it inside his jacket, Tom looked across at her, finding her pitiful to look at. She was crying, and there were few things Tom disliked more.

“You said you were going to give me another chance. Redemption.” Cocking his head, his bit  his bottom lip. “Why would you do that, Ginny? Why would you be so stupid? Did you forget that I don’t have a heart?”

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Tom didn't do anything for more than a moment.

In fact, he just stood there, looking at the door as it closed, a contemptuous look grossing his face. He wouldn't care. Not for her.

And he didn't.

At all, actually.

Just a pawn in his game of wizard's chess, now smashed to pieces, like all the rest. A porcelain white piece, contrasting starkly with his black counterparts. Just a pawn, half-smashed to dust.

Sitting down on the bed, he continued to stare at the door, finding it curious that he couldn't hear anything after a short while. Nothing. She was silent. Too quiet for his liking. He wanted to hear her at least, if she was out of his sights.

But he couldn't.

Getting up, he tried to push the door open, but finding it blocked, had to use his wand, pulling it away from its hinges with a loud snap of metal, and breaking of wood. 

And seeing her there, he scowled.

No, no, no.

She could not get out of it.

Not like this.

She had to live with this.

Had to.

She would live with her acts, what she'd done. If she didn't, all would have been for nothing.

Nothing.

So fixing her was, naturally, his duty.

[robinmarians]

[harry-lloyd]

Interview: Harry Lloyd talks The Fear, Game of Thrones, Eton College, Doctor Who, The Iron Lady, and Charles Dickens on BBC Radio 5 (December 4th 2012, 21 mins)