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How did he end up in this position, speaking to this man? Salazar could not remember. One moment he was minding his business assessing potion ingredients, and the next he was being swept up in a deluge of words.

“Ahem,” he coughed in a desperate effort to interrupt, “while I’m sure your Phoenix is a fine specimen, who are you?”

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“I’m not tired.” The words were spoken plainly, calmly, numb even, though her face was turned down, away from her eldest brother. She knew that he was only trying to help, but if the nightmare she had woken up from did not frighten her enough, the complete mess of her room did, sending a chill up her spine. That was why she was out of bed, wanting to go out into the fresh air but refraining, instead sitting against the wall in the hall of the Dumbledore home, attempting to calm herself down from her panic when her brother had left his room. She wasn’t sure whether he was simply awake or if she had pulled him from his own slumber, but she did know that thus was the last thing she wanted. She wanted to deal with this alone. 

A trembling hand reaching to wipe away her tears, sniffing, she finally met his gaze, pulling her knees into her chest as though to both ground herself and make a statement that she wasn’t moving. “... I want to stay awake a bit longer. Outside of my bedroom.” Her brother did more than enough for her. The last thing she wanted was for him to see the sight that was her bedroom. “You should go to bed though... It’s late.” Or early, she supposed, but there was worry for her brother, worry that she could not silence, and part of that included not letting him see how upset she was. It was worth a try, though, adding a small, “I’m fine Al. I... I promise.” In attempts to further convince him. 

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@gubraithianphoenix ;; Continued from here.

Newt frowned at Albus’ commentary. Honestly, he hadn’t been serious, but he was quite frustrated with the situation he found himself in. “I would much prefer to just go back to my life, able to do my own work...” he admitted with a soft sigh. He didn’t know where to go from here. He felt almost at a standstill.

“It’s unfortunate I can’t back away now..” Newt gave a weak smile, “Oh to be a the one posing riddles around bridges....There actually are bridge-dwellers, did you know? Fascinating people...”

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Before the Storm

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It was the first day of classes for Tom and the other first years, and he was already learning that kids here weren’t going to like him much better than the kids at the orphanage. At least, they didn’t seem to yet. However, Tom had never been very social and thus didn’t actually know how to make friends. 

It was with this dejected feeling that he sat in his first Transfiguration class, paying attention but not wholly present. He had yet to make up his mind on how he felt about this professor. After all he had introduced him to this world, but had seemed overly moralistic. Sighing he collected his things much slower than the others. Hoping to put some distance between himself and them. 

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Trust (Closed)

@gubraithianphoenix ;; Continued from here.

Newt looked up at Albus, the signs of lack of sleep and perhaps injury showing through. There was a cut on his right cheek and some bruising around his right eye. “I-I need some help...A-A place to..to store some creatures for a little while. I can’t..I can’t bring them back to London. Theseus, the Ministry...they are already threatening my creatures so I just need somewhere, just for now...”

He clutched his case, looking down solemnly at his feet. He hated asking for help, but there was no where else he could turn. He had done so much for Albus already, surely the man would do him this one favor. “I-I just need some help...”

[thexdarkxheir]

"I do think that what punishment Gellert Grindelwald had been given was fitting for the crime, and had he cheated death he'd be rotting in that tower for all of eternity until the firmaments crumbled and there was nothing left of magickind OR muggles alike. So tell me how that would be a win, for I'm struggling to see the appeal. Those who age as well as I have tend not to." (His crazy is DEFINITELY showing sweet Merlin Tom lol)

“My god, Old man. You really are pathetic at the best of times. Just because YOU don’t want immortality does not mean that others are foolish for attaining it. My very point is that he would not be rotting in any tower, he would be free to fulfill his plans as he saw fit. Death can get you out of even the toughest of situations. Take me for example, an oversight in old magics that could have brought my downfall but instead it brought but a momentary  d e l a y  in my plans. He could have died rather than fall to you, and come back stronger than before. As I did.”

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*also whispers from a distance* fuck canon by stating right before it starts that you took liberties with canon and if they don’t like it then they can read something else

-flails- Maybe ;.; The more I think about it though, the more self conscious I get hah. 

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what my muse really thinks of yours. || ACCEPTING

“What do I truly think about you? I think you are infuriatingly frustrating. The only person I have never been able to fool, charm or hoodwink. I loathe you because you are immune to my skill. I loathe you because you let me return to that dreadful place each summer. I loathe that I will never be anything other than Tom Riddle, the poor orphan boy in your eyes. I envy your skill, and have sought in all ways to replicate it. 

And I fear you only because I have always felt that you could be my undoing. You who defeated Grindelwald before me, you who has always seen through my tricks, have never fallen prey to my charms. If anyone would be able to see past my power and predict my moves and thus bring my downfall it would be you.”