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[goldeneyedsniper]

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*XIgbar shrugs and drinks a shot of whiskey.* There’s one down.

[meraclus]

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          She's found herself by the doorsteps of her sister's house.           Years have passed that they've spent the  C h r i s t m a s           together and even now she's shivering from the cold, just           holding a small box in her gloved hands. The doorbell is           pushed and when the door swings open words simply spill           from her mouth before older sister even has the time to turn           her away. 

                    ❝ I didn't know what was appropriate.                          So I thought you might have need                          for this. It's stupid, really, if I were                          you I wouldn't have my expectations                          too high. ❞

[meraclus]

myfatherwillhearaboutthisblog

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                   And could she have avoided it, she would have. But there                    was a pride nestled by her heart where only a few chosen                    easily slipped in without much effort. And one of them was                    her son. Born of her and raised to the values she believed                    in. And now it was simply time to let go again? Dark times                    in the horizon and an awfully lot to do. Were it in her hands                    she'd have kept him  h o m e. With her. Simply, she patted                    her hands along his coat, trying to get out the wrinkles of its                    front. A heavy sigh from her lips.

        ❝ And  are you sure you have              absolutely  everything  you              might need? A pair of socks              for every day? And the  new              cauldron I got you? ❞

[meraclus]

slytherrus

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        ❝ —Glad to see you here, Severus.              Could it be for our mutual benefit              if we spoke in a  l e s s  crowded              space, hm? ❞

                   She had urgent business to take care of. Nothing                    that important, but wasting  her  time was a thing                    she simply  d e s p i s e d. Could it be so that the                    others were meant to revolve around her instead                    of the sun?