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“woah, oh hey. hermione , right? do you need some help? what are you looking for?” sam helped the other up, cheeks flushed. he really shouldn’t be sitting around hidden behind the stacks of books, but it’s one of the best places for him to come to study. not that he was studying exactly, if the comic sticking out of one of his school books could talk.

[devilsbckbone]

“ i didn’t ask for your help, or your advice.” to draco

“Well it’s a good thing I’ve generously offered it at no cost then, isn’t it?” Draco returned, the sneer in his tone heavily implying that his interest lay less in helping or advising her, and more in simply knowing what she was up to. He may be too proud to admit to certain less than desirable traits, but nosiness was not one of them. At her movement forward, he tugged his arm back, amusement pulling at the corner of his lips. “What do you need it for, anyway?” He asked, holding the jar of knotgrass just out of her reach.

@gryffindorheart // ask meme.

[akingslayerx-hasmoved]

gryffindorheart replied to your post: To say that it’s been a rough week has been an...

i’m so sorry you’ve been having a rough week lovely <333 i’m sending good vibes your way.

Thanks baby love. My cousin died Wednesday night. She was just so young, only 14 and I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around it still. 

[blacxlotus]

Five days, twelve hours, and thirty-two minutes since Ginny Weasley seemed to disappear off the face of the planet, and there wasn’t a single person attached to the Weasley family who wasn’t looking for her. The problem was they weren’t looking together. Fred and George had been collaborating from the beginning, as they so often did, but their own little trio was up to something. Ron, Harry, and Hermione had been bunking down in the basement nearly every day after school if they weren’t running around town, and it was only when the twins agreed to approach them that more was finally revealed.

Fred was still skeptical about all of this. Even he had to admit that there was something strange going on in town that had to coincide with Ginny going missing, but new dimensions and unnatural, impossible creatures made him feel like they’d hopped inside an episode of The Twilight Zone. Still, both he and George knew they’d reached a dead end and instinct told them there was a path here they needed to follow. It was the trio who came up with the idea to visit this place- though Fred strongly suspected it was really all Hermione’s plan that they were nabbing some of the credit for- and so he was driving their dad’s old beat up car upstate with Hermione riding shotgun reading from a highlighted map while the rest squeezed in the back. For better or worse, this trip was bound to be interesting at the very least.

The mansion- for lack of a better word- was abandoned and clearly long forgotten. Despite the fact that it had to be uninhabited, there was no sign anywhere stating that it was for sale and it seemed whoever last owned the place was content to let it decay, lost to its former time. The sight was admittedly cool, but why they were there had him meeting George’s eyes in the rearview mirror, uncertain if all of this was only sparked by the excitement of having an adventure or if they’d actually be able to find some answers.

Naturally, they split off the moment they entered the place. It was too massive to explore as a group, and each of them had promised to call out if they found something. Even so, Fred spent nearly thirty minutes of rodents scurrying away from his feet and found little other than some really impressive spiders he reminded himself to point out to Ron. Eventually, he came upon Hermione in what was unmistakably someone’s study. Of course. At least now he could have a one-on-one with the real brain behind all this.

“So. A million years ago some scientist does research on different dimensions that exist right under our noses, and you’re the one who suggests we rifle through some of his old shit?” Fred muses aloud, leaning back against the wall and shining a flashlight underneath his chin eerily, teasingly. “To be honest, I’d peg you as the last person to even believe any of this rubbish.” He lowered the flashlight so he could shine it onto some of the moldy books laid out on the desk, reading the odd and unsettling titles. “Care to explain?”

@gryffindorheart //  from this starter call.

[lastprcttygirl-blog]

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Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT || @gryffindorheart​

NOT DELIVERED [TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: You really don’t get it do ‘ya? What do I have to write it on my forehead for you to understand? You’re the brightest person I know and you aren’t smart enough to see it?NOT DELIVERED [TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: I mean you act like there is something more going on with us then you just push me away! Don’t you get that I’m waiting right here for you and you can’t even /see/ that. You only ever saw him. NOT DELIVERED [TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: God I wish you would just get out of my damn head. Why can’t I be done with you?

[TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: Saw you went out with him tonight. How’s it going? 

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[TEXT MESSAGE ➜ #2 ]: Fine! I’m done trying to help you then. Get locked in your room again and see if I care![TEXT MESSAGE ➜ #2 ]: And don’t wear that stupid sob story of a frown on your face around him. [TEXT MESSAGE ➜ #2 ]: Maybe he’d spend more nights with you if ‘ya weren’t so whiny all the damn time!

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[TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: i think me ceil ing is gonee[TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: n o wat i’m out side….[TEXT MESSAGE ➜ PRETTY LADY ]: …hi ur prety