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“ y’know , i came to you because you’re the only one who truly gets the importance of this and doesn’t take it as a joke ---- ” the frown on his face would fool people into thinking he’s upset , all until blue eyes glimmer with mischief. “ you and dad have cool nicknames. padfoot and moony ? cool ! i asked dad to give me one and he said that i have one already. you know what that is ? buddy. ”
/ * @pawpriint !
may 2nd, 1998 -- marlene mckinnon knew there was a very true possibility that some of these kind, and true witches and wizards wouldn’t make it out. voldemort slaughtering her entire family showed her the unthinkable could, and would happen in war. but still, nothing could have prepared her for the moment she’d watched that jet of green light hit remus lupin square in the chest. she’d felt like the entire world had started moving in slow motion. like what was happening wasn’t real. it put her in a haze, one that prevented her from remembering or firing a single spell. this left her extremely vulnerable, and she’s lucky the extent of her injuries was a nasty cut on her forehead due to being a touch too close to a stone wall hit with the expulso curse.
now, marlene is pressing the heel of her hand into the deep gash on her forehead in hopes of stopping the bleeding, and trying to get her mind to stop replaying the moment of remus’ death every time she looks at his seemingly peaceful face. dirt covered hand brushes a blonde lock of hair from her ocean eyes, before she swats at another person who tries to look at her forehead. she didn’t want anyone here to touch her. it’s not until she sees the familiar black head of hair belonging to sirius black, does the blonde woman stand. she’s next to him in a moment’s time, hands shaking as she rests her hands on his shoulders ; as if to make sure he was real. tears immediately start to well up in her crystal blue eyes, before she glances over her shoulder at their lost friend. ❝ sirius, i saw him die. ❞
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“Just look at that, teeth marks! On my new book!”
❛ HM, do you think we should change the drapes? they are so heavy. ❜ she sighs. a soft thing, as gentle fingers lift the dark & heavy fabric. dust billows up. she smells summer & the warmth. but they are heading into AUTUMN. but summer is love, & she is filled to BURSTING with it, as she jerks the drapery OPEN, letting sunlight wash merry-light into the darkened halls. how could ANYONE live in such a place? ah, she remembers her home, her sisters, where everything was ALWAYS SUMMER, no matter how cold or hungry they were. ❛ i am thinking of something cream, don’t you think? cream & lacy. oh! i had always wished for some cream & lacy drapes. but i never got the chance. they are ridiculously expensive. i would take antonia to see them, when we were only little. i think she liked them even more than I. ❜ lacy drapes were such a wonder to her, back then. just like a home, just like LIFE.
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*sirius from the back of the room* LOOKING GOOD PROF !
thank you, black.
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“Padfoot-- mate-- you’re the first one I’ve got to tell.” He appears as though he’s about to bounce right out of his robes. James hadn’t been this excited since they’d scored top box seats at the last Quidditch World Cup. He was bursting at the seams as he gripped the male’s shoulders, staring at him intently.
“It’s Lily-- she-- We’re pregnant. I’m going to be a father Sirius.” James enthusiastically shook Sirius’ shoulders, well aware the man would no doubt erupt into a ball of joy as well.
a hint of shock flashes through his face for no longer than a split of second, and then it’s gone as quickly as it came. the thing is, regulus isn’t sure what exactly he has expected ; it’s been a long time since he’s last seen his brother —— not face to face, nor close enough that they practically bump into each other like it’s some fatal comedy. ❛ . . .sirius. ❜ his back straightens, hand falling where his wand lies hidden beneath his coat. ❛ what a surprise. i would love to catch up, but things are awaiting my undivided attention —— please move out of my way. ❜
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another PAINFULLY long divination class later, and marlene was finally making her way back to gryffindor’s common room. she had avoided getting roped into any schemes today, and by extension had avoided getting a seat saved just for her in DETENTION. when she walks in, her blue eyes are immediately drawn to her dark haired friend as a smirk spreads across her lips when an idea makes its way into her mind. quietly SNEAKING up behind him, she pops up a moment later and puts both hands on his shoulders, giving him a quick shake in an attempt to SCARE him.
❝ boo! jeeze sirius, what happened to your hair? MISHAP in potions? ❞
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