#hp inspired

[onthebrinkofcollapse]

Muggle Fidelius charm?

[moonyismoony]

Inktober day 24: School field trip

Over the lake, far beyond the Gloomy Mountains they go... what will await at the opposite shore?

I've been listening to Harry Potter nonestop lately... does it show?

[azkabansescapee]

[frustratedpoetwrites]

So strictly did a HP opening number for movie week, anyone else spot Sirius?😜

[nanobatbrat]

[lala-kate]

The Woman who Lived

Dedicated to @belleoftheballpoint and @repellomuggletum15 whose discussion of how Robin’s sacrifice mirrored that of Lily Potter’s sent me down this road. I hope it brings some joy to your Monday. :)

She first felt it as she held his lifeless body, as she’d cradled a face that looked far too peaceful in a death that should have never been.  

A tingle--just over her heart, a sensation of warmth and magic that held her breathless, the same sensation she’d experienced when his soul had gazed upon her and danced over her skin before fading into oblivion.

She first saw it later that night as she’d stripped out of clothes she pressed into her face, clothes she knew she’d never wash in fear of losing the mingled scents of pine, leather and cloves, the scents of a soul mate whose soul had physically touched her own in an act of sacrifice she still couldn’t accept. It stared at her in the mirror, a new blemish on naked skin, red, raw and defined, an undeniable mark of magic just there on her ribs, between her breasts, directly over where her heart continued to beat.

A scar. One in the shape of an arrow. A mark of love’s sacrifice she stroked in reverence and awe.

He’d touched her in a manner someone without magic shouldn’t have been able to do, had marked her with a protection so powerful she wept again at its meaning. He’d loved her far more than he’d loved himself, just as he’d loved Marian and his children. He’d given her far more than Hades had been able to take, had indeed left a part of himself etched forever in and on her body in a way she’d keep to herself and treasure in secret.

She bore two scars now: one from a blow meant to drive out her weakness, another from a man who believed in her strength. She smiled through her tears as she touched where he’d marked her, whispering his name in an incantation she felt all over at once. He was with her--would always be with her, had defeated Hades in a way only she could understand.

For he was her Robin, would always be her Robin--the thief who died so she could be the woman who lived.

[azkabansescapee]

Sirius Black by infinikey

[1ovejaehyun]

SONG RECS FOR STUDYING/READING

for anyone looking for (classic) songs to listen to whilst studying/reading, you should definitely go check out dornröschens!! she/he does hp inspired tracks as well and they’re all AMAZING. **my fav is the ‘beauxbaton academy of magic’ one (its just perfect)