#hewholivedagain

[teddylupines]

4 (let's start angsty as we mean to go on), 24 and/or 36

4. What was your muse doing when they heard about Harry’s death – and later Neville’s death and Harry’s resurrection? How did they react to the news? Did they attend either of the funerals or memorials?

“You’re kidding.”

The words fell from Teddy’s lips without thought, and they stood frozen, staring at James, a wand in one stilled hand and a phoenix feather in the other. It wasn’t a joke. They knew James, how he was, and of all the things that could have been a joke, this would never have been one of them. What had prompted the words from Teddy’s mouth had been shock, nothing but.

Silence began to overwhelm the small Ollivander’s storefront, and it had begun to feel smaller than it normally did. They shut their eyes.

Finally, a sigh slipped through Teddy’s lips. Their gaze was now focused not on James, but on a wand stuffed on a shelf above his head. If they looked at him, they would only see Harry. If they saw Harry, they weren’t entirely sure they wouldn’t cry.

“What happened?”

And so James told them. Their heart ached in their chest, their hair had turned gray in their grief. It hurt. This hurt. Harry was – Harry was the damn near closest thing Teddy had had to a father. Harry had been a mentor, a friend – family. 

It seemed unfair.

And it was selfish, but all Teddy could think about how many people they’d already lost in a terrible manner, and why did this have to happen to them?

No one deserved this.

Suddenly, Teddy was struck with a burst of energy. With James left standing at the front of the shop, they put down the wand and the feather, pushing them to the side of the counter. They grabbed their wand from their pocket, pointing it carelessly towards the back and with a flick of their wrist, they locked the door to the back room.

“I’m closing the store early – Ollivander will understand.”

They took off their apron and hung it on a hook behind the counter.

“Where are you going now? Does anyone else not know?”

The idea of telling anyone else was … unappealing. But Teddy needed to see everyone else, all of the Potters and Weasleys. They needed to know that everyone else was okay (or at least as okay as they could be). 

Teddy was sad as fuck learning Harry died. Did they cry immediately? No. Did they cry alone in their flat? Yes. Did they change their hair and eye color to Harry’s like they did when they were younger when they went to the funeral? Yes. Was it sad bitch hours for a while for Teddy? Still yes.

Neville’s death? Also sad. Teddy wasn’t close to him, though.

On Harry’s resurrection, Teddy’s heart burst. The world had lost Harry too earlier and now that it had him back – now that they had him back – everything would be a little bit better. Of course, that idea soured as soon as Teddy knew the truth. Suddenly, having Harry back was bittersweet. It wasn’t the same.

24. What are your muse’s bad habits?

Time to wreck Teddy Lupin.

They bite their nails when they’re nervous. They tap their foot when they’re anxious, and their whole body vibrates. They smoke on really bad days. They have to set an alarm or they oversleep. They obsessively crack their knuckles. They’re a bit of a pushover. They can rarely keep a secret. They lose their wand if it isn’t in their pocket.

36. If your muse was given the choice of what house they would be sorted into, what house would they have chose?

Teddy was insufferable to sort to begin with. They had no preference on house. Sure, it’d’ve been nice to be in either of the houses their parents had been in, but Grandma Andy had been a Slytherin and Grandpa Ted was a Ravenclaw, so really there was no bad option – every house was a family house, technically. They just wanted to be where they’d have a family. They could find that anywhere if they tried. With a harrumph (who knew a hat could sigh), the hat took its time before calling out “ HUFFLEPUFF ”.

[linarph]

4, 6 and/or 37

4. What was your muse doing when they heard about Harry’s death – and later Neville’s death and Harry’s resurrection? How did they react to the news? Did they attend either of the funerals or memorials?

the way james heard discovered harry’s death is when he apparated back to the house after specifically being told not to and found his mother, aunt, and uncle over his father’s lifeless body. the memory constantly runs on a loop in his nightmares. it took a minute his brain to process what had happened, and he initially just stared in shock. then, james immediately burst into hysterical and unending laughter, his mind not understanding how to cope with the trauma before him. before the death, however, james was upstairs in his room, keeping busy by writing letters to his old mates from school until the end of the night, when james was planning to apologize to his dad, when he heard a bang from the front door.

obviously, james attended harry’s funeral(s? im just gonna roll w the idea that harry had a public, ministry one and a private, intimate one). during the ministry funeral he only remembers feeling numb, going through the motions, greeting and thanking the people who attended even though none of them really knew harry they were all a bunch of impostors they didn’t know his father the way james did how dare they pretend to care when they only liked the idea of him they condemned him before as a public enemy and now they weep over him? and reading his speech, emotionless, off of the cue cards that were thrust into his hands ten minutes prior. eventually he couldn’t take the pitying looks and stormed out of the ceremony, only to be found an hour later at the three broomsticks, a bottle of firewhiskey almost gone and slumped over in a corner booth. at the private funeral, though, james did not hold back his emotions. surrounded by the people he considered family ( and also his legitimate family of course ) he expressed his anger, his sadness, but also shared his gratitude towards harry. 

when neville died, james found out through post as he got ready for bed. instantly, the man wept. neville was like an uncle to the boy and constantly consoled and helped him during his years at school, but also wasn’t afraid to call james out on his shit and reprimand him. neville was a friendly face he could always rely on to listen in the middle of the night when james had nightmares of his parents dying. he’d open the floo network and let ginny peek her head through the ashes and reassure him that no, they were not dead, both she and harry were fine, and then drink tea with him until he was calm enough to go back to sleep. neville was also a hero of james’ from a young age. sure, his parents were his heroes, but neville inspired james. when he heard the occasional stories of the war as a child ( obviously censored to a more age appropriate and therefore more fairytale type account ), james would always beg harry to tell him “ tha one with uncle nebille and tha snake. ” to hear that he was gone was a punch to the gut. he attended the funeral, naturally, but mostly stayed in the back as to not draw too much attention and left quickly. he grieved in private.

he had just finished work when he found out harry had been revived. he returned back to the safe house as he did every night, but was greeted by his mother waiting for him the kitchen. when he heard, it was like every emotion coursed through him as if he’d been struck by lightning. relief, love, giddiness, excitement, dread, regret, confusion, anger. all at once like being hit by a truck. he calmly stepped out and locked himself away for a couple of hours, doing nothing but pacing back and forth without thinking.

6. What are your muse’s thoughts on the Dark Arts? Would they ever use such magic themselves for whatever reason, or have they already done so in the past?

answered here.

37. Would your muse ever consider running away from everything if given the means and opportunity? Why or why not?

it’s definitely passed through his mind at least once. to get away from all of this, travel somewhere far for work and just... not return. but to run would be to turn his back on the people he cares for most, turn his back on his family, and he could never do that. not to mention he’d be turning his back on the entire wizarding world. his father’s sacrifice would not be in vain.

[fleetwoodmar]

13, 17 and/or 31

13. What outcome would your character like to see for the war? And what would they like to do once it’s finally over?

Justice. That’s always been the goal for Dove, I think, but it’s become more defined now. She doesn’t just want justice for those who’ve been hurt by this society, by the war, but for her father, for herself, for her father. She wants revenge, as well, but in her eyes justice and revenge are the same thing — because she thinks she is in the right, so the things she avenges must be right and just as well. But what revenge and justice looks like exactly, she doesn’t know — I think she’ll never find the peace she thinks she’ll find by avenging her father and all the others who died. I think she’s lost sight of what she really wants, which is her dad back, to tell him that she loves him, to tell him that she’s sorry, to hold onto him and her family before it’s too late. What she really wants is something she can’t have, and so she focuses on the next best thing. She wants the world to be right again. For the scales to be balanced. For the wraiths to be destroyed, once and for all, and for there to be a political system that works, that really works, that will not allow this to happen again, that will treat everyone fairly, equally, that will give equal chances, that will be right, just, finally. The world purged of evil, and started anew. 

And after that’s done? She’ll live with her sins far away, in a cottage in the middle of nowhere, plants surrounding her and a bottle of red wine always at the ready, knowing that the world is better now. She knows that this will lead to her own ruination. She doesn’t care. She doesn’t care about the after, not for herself at least. Dove has never loved herself enough to keep herself from ruining herself, after all.

17. Who is your muse’s worst enemy and why?

Herself. Listen, Dove might be the leader of a guerrilla warfare movement, might be smart and skilled, but she’s still a teenager, and a very angsty one at that. Hence my cliche answer, lmao.

If Dove were to answer this question herself, she might say the Wraiths in general, she might name Lily,if feeling especially salty, she might grin and cock her head and say “The patriarchy, of course”, but she would never tell the full truth. I don’t even know if she’s aware of it, in all honesty — Dove is focusing her anger and hatred on the people around her, in order to avoid having to do some self reflection. But it’s herself — she’s the person who keeps her from finding peace, she’s the one who’s ruining herself, she’s the one who’s making things worse by staining her hands with blood. 

31. What would your muse be doing right now if the war had never happened? How would their life be different?

Dove would be having an identity crisis, probably. She has no idea what she wants in life, career wise, not even in this verse. But due to the more pressing issues at hand, she’s not really focusing on her future. If there was no war, that would most likely be a priority, as she is in her seventh year, and would have to take her first steps into adulthood soon. Honestly, I think Dove would just be focusing on growing up, as she should be doing right now, rather than fighting a war. She would stillbe an angsty, angry teenager, but one with more ‘regular’ problems. Life would be more peaceful. More normal. She would hopefully bloom, accept herself, build herself up and love herself. She would worry and stress, try to figure out what she wants and who she is, but with laughter and kinship, because she’s hardly the only one at her age trying to figure that all out. She’d have her dad. She’d have her dad, still, and he’s always helped with those things, even without doing much — and she’d still have him. And that would make such a difference, because with him there would be no hole in her being, like the one that is there now.

[charlievveasley]

hi, if it's ok when i've requested something once before, could i suggest a pack of suraj sharma in umrika? totally ok if you have a one time rule, i love the pack you made for me before. thanks for your time!

of course you can request more, I’m just so glad you liked my gifs!! I’ll add it to my list! just quick note - I do have a new program that I’ll be using for this pack and while I’m not anticipating any problems, we all know that may not be the case once I start but if anything comes up I’ll keep you posted!

[charlievveasley]

hi! i really love your gif pack of matthew goode, i was hoping i could suggest a pack of him in the guernsey literary and potato peel pie society?

thank you so much!! I actually loved giffing him so I will of course add it to my to do list!

[healerxweasley]

2, 9, and/or 16

2. What do you think it would take for your muse to reach their absolute breaking point?

Answered here

9. What would your muse see if they gazed into the Mirror of Erised?

If you ask Dom, she’d say the sort of expected thing - that she would see her family reunited. I think that truthfully, she’d see herself in a relationship with someone who won’t let her down. She was really hurt by her seventh year breakup and it’s left a pretty significant mark on her. She really wants to feel understood and supported and appreciated by someone again, but she wouldn’t admit that for all the Galleons in Gringotts.

16. Who is the most important person in your muse’s life and why?

Answered here

[jamesqotter]

3, 8 and/or 18

3. Would your muse ever consider changing their stance about the war or switching sides? If so, what would push them to do so?

answered here

8. Is your muse capable of casting a corporeal Patronus? And if so, what form does it take and what memories does your muse use to cast it?

Persephone struggled with casting a corporeal Patronus, something which she first attempted when she joined the Knights. She was never the most talented witch, but she was one of the most dedicated, and she spent many a late knight alone with Lily in the Room of Requirement, desperate to cast the Patronus and prove that she was worthy of her ranking within the Knights. She eventually cast a real corporeal Patronus during her sixth year, watching in glee as a graceful lynx pranced through the room. A lynx, Persephone has come to learn, represents controlled power and sharp-sightedness, stemming from her quiet observance, intelligence and curiosity. The lynx is also said to be the keeper of secrets, something which reflects well the role that Persephone held within the Knights. The memory she uses to full the creature is that of a day she spent on the beach with her mother and father, two days before they left for their fated final trip. She feels safe in the quiet serenity of that moment, in the warm embrace of her father and with the soft kiss of her mother tickling her forehead. She was happy then because she was naive — and sometimes she wishes that were still the case today.