Jul 15, 2025
Zoeystery sketches~
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Zoeystery sketches~
born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies
I couldn't stop thinking about magazine cover Zoey, so I had to draw it
At Dr.Hans place to get THE TONICS.
Rumi: how does this help me get my voice back?
Dr.Han: As I just said. To fix the part we must understand the whole *gestures to all three of them*.
Rumi: thats great and all but i thought we were here for your tonics?
Mira: just give us the voice juice!
Dr.Han: hmm I know just the tonics you need.
Dr.Han: *yells out the office door* Min-jum get the lesbians in denial tonics please! Lots of them!
All of you should be glad KPDH is not real because I would doom all of us for 5 minutes and a hair tie with demon form Jinu.
Rewatched all the HP movies for the first time in ages, and we finally got to 19 years later, and I'm feeling all the feels, and then I'm like AH! They retconned that! That's not where he sat! 😂
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2
Memories for @hinnymicrofic | 302 words
A Deathly Hallows Missing Moment
"Sit."
Ginny stood, gaze focused on the beady eyed murderer sitting in front of her. The sword of Gryffindor lay on the desk between them. Luna and Neville long gone after the Carrows escorted them back to their dormitories. Snape held her gaze.
It unnerved her.
"Where is he?" He asked, voice firm.
"I don't know what you are talking about."
Snape forcefully stood, nearly knocking his chair over. "What else would you possibly need the Sword of Gryffindor for besides giving it to Potter?"
"I fancied myself a new letter opener," Ginny acerbically replied, crossing her arms, raising her eyebrow at her Headmaster. Daring him to do something. Anything. Make him slip and say something revealing she could leak back to the Order. Curse her so she could feel something besides lethargy. Take her away to wherever they kept their hostages so she could be involved in the action instead of being held hostage at a school that pretends there is not a war going on.
A look of frustration crossed Snape's features for a second before disappearing.
Suddenly, she felt herself forced back into her own mind.
Memories of hard hands and soft smiles drew her in. Dark broom closets and bright green eyes. Sunlit days and starry nights. Flying on a shared broomstick and falling in love. Harry was everywhere in her brain, forever immortalised in her memories.
Memories that did not belong only to her anymore.
Ginny mentally stumbled back to reality. Snape still in front of her, and Harry long gone.
"You're playing a dangerous game, Miss Weasley. A game I thought you already learned the lesson of during your first year," Snape sneered.
Snape picked up the Sword of Gryffindor, staring at his face in the reflection.
"Play smarter, or quit while you're behind. You're dismissed."