the girl who survived

the girl who S U R V I V E D [ ARCHIVED and INACTIVE ]

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I'll always consider Owana to be a part of my HP canon ngl <3

JESS - I cannot begin to explain how much I miss talking to you and I’m so so sorry that I’m TERRIBLE at keeping in touch. Please feel free to send me a message through Whatsapp whenever you want because i love you lots and I miss geeking out with you about anything and everything. Also I wish I could pile you with love and goodness for all the support you gave Owana - don’t know what I could have done without you <3 

(pst pst I may sometimes want someone to look over newer things I write about her hint hint)

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This blog is now ARCHIVED and INACTIVE

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So this is probably a long time coming. For a long time I laboured under the illusion that I was a “semi-active” blog. But when you’re not online for months at a time, that’s something beyond semi-active. Try as I might, I simply no longer have the time and energy required to put the proper effort into my blog. 

That isn’t to say that I’ve lost interest in my character or for writing. I love Owana with every fibre of my being, she’s one of the few things in my life that I feel wholly proud of, something that is truly my own - she’s over ten years in the making and I don’t think she’ll ever leave me. I’ve got her own tattoo on my body, she will literally always be a part of me. 

But there are other priorities in my life right now. First year university was okay, it wasn’t overly demanding and I was filled to the brim with creativity and excitement. Second year was more rough, I was reeling from a breakup, I was head of a club and I had to keep my grades up for the exchange I wanted to go on. Well, now I’m in third year and I’m on said exchange and I have so many other things I want to do before I go online. I need to keep atop of my (numerous) assignments but above all I want to experience and explore the country I’ve dreamed about living in since I was a little girl. That is my top priority right now and unfortunately, it leaves little free time which I want to spend on things that excite me in the current moment. And of course, I doubt fourth year, my final year in Uni, will leave me with much spare time. 

Owana, much like the Harry Potter series itself, has now settled into the role of my comforting rock, the solid nostalgic goodness in my life but not necessarily the most exciting. There’s still much of her story I want to explore but I think I want to explore it on my own now. 

That being said I want to extend my endless gratitude to every single person who has ever roleplayed with me, or even simply said hi and had a chat with me. I cannot thank you enough for that. You’ve helped my character grow into who she is now and you gave her a chance that not many people would have given. So though this chapter of my life is closing, it’ll forever remain an important one. 

I also want to apologize to all the people whose threads I had to drop and especially to @scventhhorcrux to whom I promised a starter and never delivered. I’m so sorry but it’s better I stop now than put only minimal effort into my threads. That isn’t fair to anyone. But I wish all of you the best luck with your RPing endeavours! 

I know this all sounds a bit melodramatic for something so trivial but roleplaying was such a huge part of my life. I started when I was 13 on a Harry Potter fansite and made my first Tumblr RP blog when I was 15. I’m nearly 21 now, that’s 8 years of my life. So for me, this is a very big step. 

I may still post on here every now and then but they’ll be drabbles or character studies. I’m in the process of saving my best work from this blog onto my computer so I never lose them - that being said I never plan on deleting this blog. It will stay up until Tumblr itself closes up shop, I can promise you that. There’s too much on here to get rid of entirely. 

This is getting quite long now so I’ll wrap it up. Thank you again to everyone who’s stuck by me this far, you deserve all the kindness in the world. If anyone would like to keep in touch, I do have Kik and Whatsapp, feel free to ask for them in my inbox if we’re mutuals. 

With much love,  Rina <3

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                           “ So… ”

She trailed off, her eyes staying fixed on the textbooks in front of her.

          “ I’m just goin’ to apologise in advance.                    I’m really bad at Transfiguration. ”

Owana had had to bite her tongue to stifle a groan when Professor McGonagall announced that the next assignment would be a partnered. Owana hated group work. Either you got stuck with a complete incompetent arsehole or a type like Hermione who wouldn’t let you rest until the damn thing was done. At least Hermione was a brilliant friend to make up for it, which was more than Owana could say for some other people in the class. 

But when McGonagall said “Potter, you’re with Woods,” Owana found that she had no opinion on the girl - they had never met and they had never talked. So this could go in any direction. Still, Owana would much rather go at it alone. 

She shrugged when Woods confessed to not being good at Transfiguration. 

“S’alright, there’s a history component to the assignment, you can do that if you’d like and I’ll take the case studies and practical application,” Owana said, absentmindedly twirling her quill between her fingers as her eyes glazed over the assignment sheet - she swore she had just read the same sentence five times. 

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@cendrillcn

Owana lingered in the shadows cast by the moonlight hitting the massive stone walls of the castle. She was doing her best not to get impatient but every creak of a distant door opening, every muffled conversation from an upper landing made her jump. No one was supposed to be on the grounds at this hour for no reason, especially not a lady-in-waiting. 

If all went well she needn’t call herself one anymore

She was waiting for the Queen who was no doubt saying her goodbyes and placating her husband one last time. Owana supposed she ought to be more considerate of the situation but with her freedom on the line, she found it hard to stem her restlessness. 

“Come on, while we’re young now ...” she muttered to thin air, rubbing her arms to keep herself warm from the biting wind. 

[godrixhollow]

Harry’s extremities seemed to have gone numb. He stood quite still, holding the miraculous paper in his nerveless fingers while inside him a kind of quiet eruption sent joy and grief thundering in equal measure through his veins… Impatiently brushing away the wetness in his eyes, he reread the letter.

#DO YOU EVER CRY BECAUSE HARRY GOT ALL EMOTIONAL ABOUT THE FACT THAT LILY WROTE HER G’S THE SAME WAY AS HIM??? #and he sought them all out because this was some new tiny way he could connect with her #and it didn’t matter that it would probably seem so insignificant to someone else because the revelation meant so much to him #he was holding tangible proof of a moment in time when he was happy with his family and was held and loved by his own mother everyday #and he’s caught between elation and heartbreak aND I !! CAN’T ! DEAL!! WITH THIS !!!!

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[ I’d also like to say a fond hello to those who have followed me recently! Drop a message any time if you’d like a thread or just a chat! ]

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[ I have such an enormous lists of readings to do, four essays due on the same day in two weeks - and NOW my muse decides to come back??? ]

[ronweasleythebrave]

“How about no? Let’s not have that happen ever,”said Ron. He managed to ignore how he hadn’t shoved her elbow away like he might’ve had it been anyone else. Ron arched a brow at her laugh. “I was joking. Or maybe Dad talked about the nickname and I picked it up somehow.”

“Complete muggle, then. Might be nostalgic goin’ all non-magic. Not that I’d want to do that long-term.” Ron tucked his wand away in his jacket pocket. “Blame the goblins. They don’t trust paper. Strictly metals with them.Gold and silver and copper. They control the bank. They control the money. And they’re never happy with exchanging muggle currency for magic.”He walked briskly alongside her. “How do we get to the muggle exit? I haven’t used it in a while.”

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“I don’t think we’ve any place to judge Muggles for mad names though - I mean, we’ve got a school called Hogwarts.” Owana said with an affectionate chuckle. 

“Merlin I know, Hermione told me stories about when she was younger and her mum and dad would come with her to Diagon Alley - the goblins did their heads in with all their skirting around the subject of exchanging pounds for galleons. I think Hermione herself had to step in at one point to set things straight.” Owana grinned at the image of twelve year old Hermione, bucked-toothed and frizzy-haired glaring up at a wrinkled goblin with fierce defiance. In the meantime, she tried not to take notice of how her hand seemed to brush against Ron’s one too many times. 

“Hmm? Oh, it’s at the end of the Atrium. I think. Unless they’ve moved it. After all, last time we used it the place got wrecked.” 

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[ Heyo! Once again, so sorry for being so late with replies. I’m now currently in London, England and I’m in my first week back to school after a whole week of fresher events and settling in - life’s a bit wild right now. I do have a lot of free time but much of it will be spent working for school as well as exploring the city. A million thank yous again for your patience! ]

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S2, Ep 06: No Exit

[ronweasleythebrave]

“I meant to get someplace closer to the pub. Flooing in to the Dursleys that one time to get you two was just…a disaster. I’ve had enough run-ins with magical law enforcement. I don’t need it when I’m part of it.That would just be humiliating.”

Ron arched a brow at this  confirming bit of information. “I’m not letting him near the Chunnel or whatever mad thing it’s called so he can wander into muggle France.It’s hard enough coming up with explanations in English.”

Ron opened the door to his office for her. “Lead the way. Haven’t used the muggle exit or entrance in ages. When you say full on Muggle… how Muggle are we talking here?” He wrinkled up his nose. “Oy, I paid attention sometimes when Dean talked about it…” Though, the lack of flying was a serious let-down.

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“Now that’s a meeting I’d like to see. You could probably get away with saying that you were just testing to see if their response times were polished.” Owana said, elbowing him in the side. 

Allowing herself a moment of childish glee, she snorted at the word “Chunnel.” “That actually is what they call it sometimes and I think it’s the most unappealing name for a tunnel. Sounds like a sex act to me.”

Owana walked out of Ron’s office and secured her bag more firmly on her shoulder. “I’m talking wands in our bags, paying with pounds, hailing a taxi Muggle. C’mon, don’t you ever get sick of dealing with those bloody coins when you’re trying to pay for something over five galleons? Why haven’t we made notes yet?”

[ronweasleythebrave]

“Let him maintain the illusion of coolness. It’s all he thinks he has.” Thatcher was a good bloke, but he was pass the age where he ought to be in any sort of club. Ron slipped his wand in his pocket. “You had me at burgers.” He shrugged on his coat. “Did you want to floo, apparate, taxi? Just don’t say muggle public transportation. Dad had the bright idea of us trying to ride to France. Big mess. Should’ve brought someone who knew what they were doing.”

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“Whatever flies his broom I suppose,” Owana said, cracking a smile probably for the first time that entire day. And with Ron’s next question, a small laugh escaped through her previously clenched teeth. “It’s a Muggle pub, Ron. I don’t think they’d take kindly to us shooting out of their fireplace or suddenly appearing on their tables.” 

She shook her head fondly at the mention of Arthur Weasley’s antics. “Bless him. But, you know, he wasn’t too far off. There is a train that runs under the Channel from London to Paris.” She added. “Built ages ago but I think I was too busy trying to make sure my brother didn’t get ripped to pieces in the Triwizard Tournament to notice.” 

“But to answer your question, I think a taxi will do. Let’s just go full on Muggle for the night eh? I’d love to see you try and make sense of football games.” 

[ronweasleythebrave]

Ron crawled out from under his desk with freshly retrieved wand in his hand. “It rolled under the annoying part of the desk that’s too far away from my foot.” He grabbed his jacket. “Muggle place, I’m assuming?” People weren’t subtle at times. He’d witnessed Harry and Owana’s troubles with the issue. And been on that end of the gossip line himself. It was never fun. "Thatcher was whining about missing out on a new one opening ‘cause of The broadcasts.“

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Despite her relatively sour mood, Owana couldn’t help but snort in laughter when she saw Ron crawl rather undignified from under his desk. “Right, but when he has an actual day off he’s belly-up in front of the telly,” she said, already starting to feel a bit of the tension melt away with the prospect of a night out in an area where no one would look twice at her except perhaps single men who thought they might have a shot.

Which, of course, they didn’t.

“Small place, bit like the Leaky Cauldron but half its size. They’ve got some great burgers though and even better beer - which is exactly what I need right now.”

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Okay okay so I know that I revamped my blog and all of that fun stuff, but I HAD TO DO THIS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! 

So, the reason why I archived my last blog and made a new one is because I was growing very distant from Ella since I was so busy with Rapunzel and my other muses. But my love for Ella and my muse for her were still there. Honestly, I didn’t think anyone WANTED to interact with my Ella anymore since the hype of the movie died down. But a hundred of you proved me wrong <3 Thank you so much for following me over here even though I haven’t been as active as I’ve wanted to be. So thank you, so so much.

Below are the people who I adore writing with, admire, and/or who have been with me for such a long time:

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[ You’re honestly one of my favs ever and your Ella sparked that old childhood love I had for Cinderella’s entire story I love how you’ve taken it <3 Thank you for being so patient with me as well! ]

[thechosengreenxeyes]

He watched his sister closely, truly at a loss for the things to say or do. Mostly, he was just feeling lucky he could have a conversation with her. He knew others felt the same way. Her comment about McGonagall had him nodding slowly. He knew it was true, despite his childish want for her to live forever. This had taken a severe toll on the older witch, and he was actually worried she might not recover from this. But he wasn’t about to voice his worries to Owana right now.

“She’s tough as nails,” he said after a moment. “But she’s human. I’m sure the Order is going to try to get her to back down after all this.” He would make sure of that much. “Don’t worry so much about everyone else, though. I want you to focus on getting back to yourself.”

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She glanced at her brother and swallowed thickly - it was about the only thing she could do that didn’t put her in severe pain. She wasn’t sure if it was the lingering aftershocks of what happened or the fact that Harry was the one person she trusted most in the worst but something had possessed her to say, “I really fucked up didn’t I?”

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@ronweasleythebrave

“D’you think it might have - messed her up?”

“Messed her up? Gets hunted by Voldemort for seven years and you think a dungeon’s gonna mess her up?” 

“Yeah - but - oh c’mon, everyone’s got a breaking point, she’s not made of stone-” 

Riveting conversations such as these would manifest and disappear like waves as Owana passed cubicles, office doors left ajar, people walking in the other direction (although they had the mind to clam up once they saw she was in earshot) and she was starting to entertain the idea of punching the next person to utter the word “dungeon” in her presence. 

She had magically grown her hair to the length it was at before, her broken bones had healed and the bruises were fading but the whispered words and nervous looks she knew would linger for much, much longer. She had seen this happen in Hogwarts, why would the Ministry be any different? 

And by God it was starting to piss her off.

Did any of them think they were being slick? That she didn’t notice? That maybe their sympathetic and awkward glances made her all that more aware of what had happened to her in that godforsaken prison? How defeated and broken she had been? 

Was it so much to ask to just be ignored for a while?

And it was that thought that had her change her route completely and took her barging into Ron’s office near the end of their shifts. 

“We’re going out tonight.” 

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[ Now that the theme fiasco is fixed I’d like to once again - with head hung and tail between my legs - apologize for being so scarce here. It’s a combination of work stress standing at the crossroads of life that kind of leaves little time or energy for tumblr. And I’ll be honest, sometimes it’s the muse. There are some days when Owana is extremely active in my brain and I find myself scribbling story ideas and dialogue for later but then there are other times where I can’t pull two words out of her. It’s a little scary, not gonna lie. But I think this will just be the new normal for me sadly, especially since my exchange is getting so much closer - a huge thank you and hugs to anyone who still sticks around, even to anyone who has a passing thought about this character of mine and checks the blog once or twice ] 

[ There’s probably come a day when I’ll have to put this blog to rest as a RP blog - I’m just far too inactive to be considered one. I feel like it just doesn’t fit in with my life anymore. But I’m never deleting because Owana’s still the single creation I’m most proud of and this is basically the entirety of her information. I’ll probably keep updating it with stories and headcanons purely for myself and any other person who might be interested ] 

[ I’ll continue with the threads I currently have for the month of August but come September I’m probably going to make that transition to just a simple character blog. I’ll be living in London, England at that point and I’ll be going to school, traveling and generally exploring the country I’ve dreamt about since I was a little girl. ]

[ I should probably stop here before I get super sappy - I’m sure I will in september! For now, I’m just going to enjoy a bit more RPing in my spare time. Once again a huge huge thank you to anyone who has ever given Owana a chance, all of you mean the world to me ]