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[janployshompoo]

@semanticerrornet Semantic Error Month: Favorite Character

↳ CHOI YU NA & CHU SANG WOO

[omarfor-orchestra]

Ogni tanto ci ripenso

[mazqueen]

Hi. I’m gonna kiss you, okay?

[hisroyal-hotness]

text ✉ dylan - nova

Dylan: before you send me a million texts, i'm fine.

Dylan: lowkey about to start crying because idk how people live without magic and it's been

Dylan: like thirty-five seconds

Dylan: but i'm fine

Dylan: and your sister's here, so she is too.

[mydaddywillhearxaboutthis]

As soon as magical transportation was available again, Cassie left as soon as she could to get from Hogsmeade to St. Mungo’s. She didn’t stop to tell him that she was coming beforehand, she just left. She knew she just had to get there to be with him. When she got to the hospital, Cassie navigated through the floors to figure out how to get as close to Mr. Potter’s floor as possible, since she knew his was blocked off from visitors. Thankfully, she found him sitting in one of the waiting areas outside his father’s ward. “Al.”

They’d only been separated for a few hours, and even though she’d last seem him when she left his flat earlier that morning, it felt like days. Cassie dropped her purse and jacket in one of the vacated chairs and quickly walked over to Albus, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close to her the second she reached him. “Albus, I’m so sorry,” Cassie said, softly, as she pulled back to look at him. She knew exactly how he felt at that moment, and there was nothing she could do or say to make him feel better. So she didn’t try. Instead, Cassie moved forward to kiss the side of his head and pull him close again. “I wish I could do something,” she said, after a moment. “How is he? Do you know?”

@greensxnotmycolor

[theboywhoxlived-twice]

text ✉ malfoy - potter

Harry: your mum keeps messaging the office. did you die?

- delayed -

Harry: if you aren't going to answer, i'm gonna assume that's a yes you did die.

Harry: rip

[friendswithxthewrongsort]

Everything appeared normal, aside from the fact that for some reason he was unable to apparate directly to Astoria’s manor and had to instead take muggle transport. How he loathed the drive over to France, but it was better to suffer and ensure that everyone was safe than not go out of convenience. He closed the door to the manor, slipping one hand into his pocket to retrieve his cell phone, scrolling through the contacts until he found his cousin’s number.

Draco barely waited for the call to be answered before he started speaking. “Everything seems alright here, it’s just a bit odd. Magic doesn’t seem to work. I’ve never heard of anything like this.” He paused to give Astoria a kiss on the cheek. “How are things back at the Ministry?”

@fullmoonxmetamorphic