sunflower !

wren dodderidge, molly weasley. dependent blog for lumostms penned by gia!

[herebewvxen]

location: the three broomsticks; madame rosmerta’s monster bash starter status: open for anyone; pandora & ???​

“Everyone looks quite dashing, don’t they?” Absent fingers pick at the hem of her red skirt while she waits on her drink, because it’s either that or the mildly-itchy blonde wig she’s stuck atop her head, and frankly playing with her skirt seems less of an overt gesture. At the present moment, if she’s being completely honest, Pandora would infinitely rather be back at home with a warm cup of tea and the old, dusty tome she’s been working through–but the party is a good thing to do. Or so she’s trying to convince herself. After all, she and Xenophilius have got matching costumes this year and they put a good bit of effort into them and she should at least try to enjoy it. Right? Right. 

[rubycrowns]

“Incredible!” Even if Molly didn’t so much frequent Halloween parties, or really attempt to seek them out anyway, Arthur enjoyed them. Molly enjoyed watching Arthur be happy, so she was happy. She even allowed him to pick the couples costume, though that decision was questionable - given how itchy everything was. But nothing could beat seeing that big grin on Arthur’s face when he dressed them both up, including the boys. “I can’t believe the creativity, it’s more than remarkable. Can you believe the lengths people go to?”

[godforge]

THE WHO : remus lupin & ??? THE WHEN : august 1994 , the day regulus black’s disapperance hits the papers THE WHERE : knockturn alley

TRUTH BE TOLD, he doesn’t know how to FEEL about the news that has greeted his return to england ; time spent in the remote french countryside doing ORDER DIRTY WORK ( and when did he start calling it such internally, instead of DOING HIS PART? ) is usually ended with not good news upon his returning, but at least remus can find glimpses of restful peace spent with friends most times. now, though, there is a familiar face splashed ‘cross the front page of every newspaper. remus’ heart hat stuttered to a stop at first glimpse, mistaking the face for SIRIUS and wondering what happened until he’d stopped and looked for more than a passing second. it’s a GUILTY TRUTH that remus had breathed a sigh of relief upon realizing it was regulus who has vanished into thin air and not sirius.

it’s not that he really has anything against the younger black brother ; PEOPLE REACT TO HELL DIFFERENTLY - - - remus cannot pretend he admires regulus in any way, but it’s hard to root up vitriol in the way he can for faceless masses. they aren’t FRIENDS, though. remus hopes regulus turns up - REALLY, he does - but it wouldn’t leave a stain on his psyche if he didn’t. only thing to worry about is how sirius takes it. well - shouldn’t be worrying about that NOW, not ducking out of mr mulpepper’s and onto the uneven cobblestones of knockturn alley ; gotta keep himself aware and in the moment here, unfortunately. as much as remus would like to simply TURN HIS BRAIN OFF, it is scarcely ever in the cards for him. it isn’t now - lingering in the archway that branches knockturn into diagon alley. he’s meant to be meeting someone and ducked into the shop when the time they were meant to show passed ; it feels FOOLISH to keep lingering here now. “hey,” he pipes up to the first person who wanders past, “sorry - got the time? my watch broke.”

[rubycrowns]

Molly had the sick habit of being anxious nearly all of the time, even her dreams turn into nightmares eventually. Sitting in on Order meetings did very little to ease her worries, but she and Arthur had no time to stew on their stress and worries, they had children to put first. So that was what she trying to do now, shoving everything down like none of it matters so her sons don’t have to grow up any sooner than they have to. 

She holds Bill’s hand as Charlie rests on her hip. They accidentally got into Knockturn Alley instead of Diagon Alley, so she quickly hustles them through until Remus stops them. “Remus?” Molly blurts out as the boys peer up at him with limited curiosity. “The time, Merlin - give me just a second.” She wiggles her hand from Bill’s just long enough for her to see the time before he whined for her hand again. “Two-thirty, you alright?”

[rubycrowns]

lumosmaxiimas​:

it was nice to let the customer service act drop, even if it was for only a few minutes. like slipping into a warm bath at the end of the day or taking off a pair of cumbersome heels after a very long night, indeed, the relief at being able to let her shoulders slump and features relax into something less exaggerated was palpable, and lily took a huge amount of joy out of just being able to lean on the other side of the counter - even lifting one foot up, at a time, to give it a rest from supporting her. to wren, she gave a scornful sort of look. “i’m not sure that i can condone the use of love potions,” she replied, “they’re not exactly morally sound, even when they are brewed right. besides - i hardly think that you need one.”

Wren did, perhaps, have places to be and people to see but getting a reality check from a friend took precedence. In a moment where her brief stints of selfishness subsides, she’ll revel in helping her friend relax. “Yes, yes - all of your logic aside, imagine if they were morally sound...It’s desperate and horrid and yes, not at all morally sound.” She huffs again, a conspicuous groan following. “I wouldn’t think so either, but I can hardly go on dates without feeling like I’m trying too hard...then I never hear back.”

[lumosmaxiimas]

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   the ministry of magic   ! 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐏:   august, 1994  /   the morning of regulus black’s disappearance making headlines​​   !

she didn’t really resent the amount of work she had to do after a few days off as much as she probably should have, given just how much her easy to follow organizational system fell apart in her absence. sure, she was ready and waiting to make some points to her boss ( such as the fact that as the only one doing anything at all, she clearly deserved a pay rise ), but she LIKED to be kept busy. idle hands were the devil’s workshop, as hal evans would have intoned, and she found herself agreeing with the sentiment. better to be so busy she had no time to daydream than be perched on the rickety stool behind the counter, waiting for any of the regulars to pop their head ‘round the door.

the bell over the door heralded the arrival of one such soul, and from the back room, lily called, “i’ll be with you in just a moment!” quickly she worked on offloading the armful of potions supplies she was carrying, putting all the little jars and vials in their respective places ( except for the beetle eyes ; she was FAR too short, and the stepladder was nowhere to be seen ) before emerging. “i’m sorry for making you wait,” eyes turned downwards, her main focus seemed to be on wiping her hands clean on her work apron rather than her first customer of the day, “how can i help you?”

[rubycrowns]

The Ministry didn’t really need her there for another hour or two, at least she hoped they didn’t. Coming into the shop when she knew Lily was working was as normal as breathing now, though she had to learn not to burst in and end up spend an hour cleaning up broken vials. Just sitting in the shop and watching as Lily went to and from was enough to ease her before she started her work day. Today was not a day she was just going to sit back, however.

“At your nearest convenience, I need you to tell me that I’m an utter and complete idiot.” Wren leans her on her hands on the counter. The huff she let out was loud and tempestuous at best. “I will not be resorting to love potions...right?”

[bestofshadowandbone]

Jessie Mei Li photographed by Alex Ingram for The Laterals

[weltenwellen]

Chungmi Kim, from “Allow Me”, Glacier Lily