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[utanooujisama-blog]

[Text] Oi, Harry. You awake?

Fidgeting in his seat, caramel sunk into the head of the chair behind him as he held the smartphone above his face. The nineteen year old couldn't keep still. With strong coffee steeped in his blood, the race of energy made the night a second daytime incarnate. He was in the right mood to go out with a friend and just let loose an inner imp.

The person in question probably couldn't follow him into a club, but there were plenty other venues they could fool around at. The life of a star opened up endless doors.

[utanooujisama-blog]

greendeathwizard replied to your post:Who wants to go on a date with Ren

((OOC: Sure, why not. Harry needs some loving.))

Yes, perfect! Ren still has his number from last time, so he'll initiate.

[frivolousbartender-archive-blog]

Spit it out

Send 'SPIT IT OUT!' and I'll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blurt it out to you!

{❄} ||     This was not the Harry he knew--

     Those eyes, that voice, the darkness that surrounds them, they were all foreign-- A L I E N .  Something told him that something wrong was taking place right in front of him, but he couldn't point a finger to it yet. Should he take action?

                 “ You're scarin' me. ”  

     In one swift motion, he had captured the stranger and pinned him against the floor, the flames from his signature weapon almost licking the other's nose. Hm. A simple confession wouldn't do the trick after all.

                  “ Now, now. Where's the boy?                      Or d'you want me to burn ev'ry inch of you until you start blabbin'? ”

[ninthcompanion]

"From stranger to friend to family." (six word meme)

a six word story to describe my muse

Things he thought he’d never be.

[queenofknowledge]

Orphan Boy |Closed Au|

Morgan had told her that they needed her help with something. She had clicked her way into the main room of their floor. Climbing down the stairs she moved to where Morgan stood. As she grew closer she noticed a boy standing near Morgan. The boy looked like he could be six, but looks were deceiving.

"Harry this is my friend Penelope." Morgan introduced. She waved at the boy with a smile. "You'll be staying with her until children's aid get's here. There backed up." The last part was directed at her and she nodded. "I have to go."

Kneeling to the boy's height Penelope smiled. "It's nice to met you Harry, I'm sure we'll have a great time together."

[captain-forgetful]

✧

Chris squints as he looks at the young wizard. “Is there any words for ‘finding every goddamn awkward object I’ve got’?” He smirked and rubbed his own chin softly. “Probably not, so let’s settle for these three: Curious, clever and hardworking.” Soldier stated calmly before ruffling the boy’s hair. 

[licnbcrn]

“You’re so... optimistic."

"Can’t tell if you mean that in a good way or a bad way so I’m going to assume good." Lily grimaced at her reply, a smirk almost, shaking her head. 

"If I weren’t optimistic, I would have lost myself somewhere in the war, Harry."