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…and harry, his arms shaking madly now, looked back into the ghostly face of his father

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@potterversenet weekly event: james potter
…and harry, his arms shaking madly now, looked back into the ghostly face of his father
@siriusprotectionsquad event: get to know the members
—b. 3 November 1959 “Sirius” is a traditional Black family name, recurring in at least three generations and following a family tradition of naming children after stars, constellations, and galaxies.
fleur delacour (b. 1977)
"You thought that I would not weesh to marry him? Or per'aps you hoped? What do I care how he looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!"
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harry potter characters: cedric diggory
"I lost my mind trying to understand yours looking for kindness in your madness looking for kindness in this ravaged world and in the end i lost my life too."
hermione granger mood board
“i’m not an owl!”
@hphousenet event: House Pride Character Creation
Nymphadora Tonks
“My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities... like the ability to behave myself”
Of Questions and Kisses, a Jily fanfiction; Part 1/1
Happy birthday Sandra @olivunders ! I hope you have a brilliant day filled with everything and everyone you love because you deserve nothing less. So, from The Sassy Child to The Sexy Plant Beast Child, I bring you Of Questions and Kisses. I hope you enjoy. I love you very very much.
Also, thanks to Lydia @azkabqn, my name twin and mom in one, for giving me the idea for this, cause without you it wouldn’t have existed. I love you loads.
'Alright, Evans?' I ask as I see her in the common room.
'Hello, Potter,' she sighs. She collects her different pieces of parchment, sticks them in her textbook and puts it all to the side.
'How you doing?' I walk round to her other side, meaning to sit in the chair that Dorcas Meadowes had just vacated (with a knowing smile might I add).
'What do you want, Potter?' She seems irritated, though I can see she's trying to hide a smile.
'To ask you... a question.' I reply haltingly, trying to stall myself from blurting it out too soon.
'And what might that question be?'
She looks at me expectantly, and my breath catches in my throat. I don't expect her to be so beautiful. Even as she quirks an eyebrow at me, an amused smile lighting up her face, all I can focus on the silky black hair and the soft green eyes that brighten and warm my soul.
'James?' Her voice breaks through my musings and I come back to reality with a start.
'Sorry?'
'Your question?'
'Oh right. Uh...' I try to ignore the hammering in my heart. 'Will you... go to the Yule Ball with me?' I breathe out, relieved that I managed to get the words out without stuttering.
'Me?'
I frown. Isn't that what I just said? 'Yeah. You.'
She glances around the room and I follow her gaze. The room is almost empty, save for a seventh-year poring over a book on the couch. It is almost midnight now. 'Ask me again,' says Lily, her voice merely a whisper now.
I stop myself from arching an eyebrow at her, instead inhaling then lowering my volume to match hers. 'Will you, Lily Evans,' I start, 'do me the honour of accompanying me to the Yule Ball?' I had slowly inched forward, in order to keep this moment sealed between us, to take my voice away from the seventh-year behind me.
She beams, her eyes twinkling, and leans the remaining distance to press her lips to my cheek. 'It's a date,' she murmurs and her voice is like liquid gold, like a lullaby to my ears.
Before I can even comprehend saying a thank you, she's up and out of her chair, her books stashed into her bag. She gives me a sly wink and sashays confidently out of the common room towards the girls' dorms.
I'm left sitting there in a euphoric daze, replaying the last five minutes' events in my head.
It had gone better than I had imagined (and I had gotten a kiss) and now? Now dear Evans and I were going on a date.
A date I'd do my best to make worthwhile.
@marauderseranetwork event: favorite female character from the era
“ people with the name l i l y tend to be a powerful force to all whose lives they touch “ (x)