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“Hey. Hey now.” Amelia’s eyes widen like a deer caught in headlights. She raised her hands in a defensive manner, lips twitching into what looked like an anxious smirk as she tried to keep her cool. It didn’t work as well as she hoped, but even so Amelia still tried to smooth talk her way out of trouble. "Would it really be considered sneaking out, Daddy, if you never actually saw me sneak out?” She pointed out in a matter of fact tone. “For all you know I could be coming back inside after taking the trash out ...”

#stbbrnstag #closed starter #╭ verse: potter au ● what could have been ╮#omg hi! ^.^ thanks so much for the follow back haha #i hope the starter is okay?#lemme know if youd rather something else :P

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“Oh Prongsy.”

The cheeky-shit eating grin grew on his face, arms spread on the counter top smirking widely at the other. “It isn’t my fault I’m more fabulous than you, it’s a fact.” Sirius said, teasingly. Unable to resist having a bit of fun with his long-time friend.

#stbbrnstag #First War Verse; The Overcast Darkness Threatening All

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I can not believe I am in detention for something I didn’t do, Amara thought to herself, leaning back on her chair, staring and scowling intently at the duelling professor. “Do I look like the person who would pull a prank on my classmates, Professor?” Amara drawled, annoyance lace in her tone. “Would you believe me if I am innocent in this situation?” she asked. “From what I heard from my parents, you were once the troublemaker in your youth.”

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Lily shucked her coat off, hoping for the first time in her life that either her watch was running fast or Mary was later than she was, “Table for Macdonald at eight o’clock,” she told the host, trying to get her breath back under control after running the last couple of blocks. After a small pause she followed him past tables covered in linen tablecloths and ornate centrepieces, trying to ignore the slight rumbling of her stomach as the smell of delicious food wafted past her.

She’s scanning the restaurant floor for Mary and practising her apology in her head as she walks before the host gestures at the table in front of her and she can’t help but frown. She was right to have though that there would be someone waiting for her at this very lovely table looking over the cities landscape, but that someone happens to be a man.

“I’m sorry,” Lily said, trying and failing to keep the confusion out of her tone, “but I’m looking for Mary Macdonald.”

#sirius and mary as mutual friends who think that jily would work so plot a scheme?#stbbrnstag #┊le. interactions.

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every single time. she’s seen her boys go through that door and onto the platform many times, but each time it’s someone’s first year she gets emotional. ( actually she gets quite emotional every year because she misses them ). she’s been fussing over ron, hugging him close, kissing his cheek ( much to his dislike ) and triple checking he has everything on the cart.

it’s when the train leaves that she’s a mess, waving to percy, the twins and ron. she still holds ginny to her side, waiting until the train is out of view before she turns around. she catches sight of the familiar face, and she hurries over to him, brown eyes still full of tears. ❛ oh, at least you get to head out there with them. promise me james that you’ll keep an eye on my ron ? i would ask you to watch the twins but... that would be a waste of time. ❜

#stbbrnstag #* &. NEVER UNDERESTIMATE A MOTHERS POWER / VERSE 1: MAIN.#molly is continuously emotional #after 7 kids who wouldn't be a complete mess

She lingers at her desk, slowly putting away her textbooks and parchments into her school bag. Keeping an eye out for the last of the students as they leave the classroom, gossiping and laughing loudly at some joke. Carina herself hasn't felt that ease since she started the semester. Despite the headlines of the Prophet, assuring the masses that The Dark Lord is not returning . . . there are few who know the truth.

Carina's grey eyes dart back to the door frame checking for any stragglers - or spies for that matter- she doesn't know exactly how far Lucius' hold carries in Hogwarts, but Carina isn't taking any chances with it either. But Professor Potter, the same Professor who Carina had been forbidden for spending more time than she needs to. Who Lucius and Narcissa called blood traitor and lover of mudbloods in disdain and with grimaces on their face. It's that disdain for him that Carina hopes, translates that she can trust him.

The witch pulls her bag over her shoulder. Then she stands briskly approaching her teacher's desk, apprehension clear as day on her face. Can she truly trust him? Or would he simply turn her into Dumbledore or worse the authorities for what she has to say? Is rotting away in Azkaban truly any better than not joining her family's allegiance?

Then she thinks of Draco, and carries on. "Um, P-Professor Potter" Carina breaks the silence, waiting eagerly for his attention. Shifting her weight from one foot onto the next, she looks over her shoulder again eyeing the door. "I wanted to ask to you about something . . . something personal if that's alright"

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