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“Merlin! Are you all right?”
Ain’t No Rest For The Working || OPEN
“Look, if you don’t like the way things are done around here, then I suggest you go elsewhere”
‘’Can I help you with something?’’
01.06.1978 -- The Ministry
"I don't work here. I am just looking for my husband."
02.26.1976 || Hogwarts courtyard || Open
Chrysandra sat in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. It was a rare warmer day, the sky clear and bright, teasing everyone with the promise of spring. It would be gone by the morning, in all likelihood, but for the moment she wanted to enjoy it. It was wonderful to be outside, to be relaxed for once. It was such a stark contrast to the cold darkness of the Slytherin dormitory. Things seemed so simple while she was sitting here, leaning back against the wall. The complications would come back with the cold weather, but for today, maybe she could just... be. She heard footfalls and looked up. "Oh, hello."
18.06.1976|| Alice and Frank||Closed
Frank always had a habit of waking up excessively early on Monday mornings much to his dismay, but waking up early to Alice, was something he found himself thoroughly enjoying. He was able to steal the moment to study her, she looked so peaceful when she was asleep, curled up against him, he brushed her hair away from her face. When she shifted in her sleep and her eyes fluttered open, he cursed himself for moving. ''Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. Go back to sleep, I'll wake you when we need to go''
05.10.1974|| The Library|| Frank and Open
Frank sat staring at his textbook, as he had been for the past hour. He was trying to write an essay and was failing horrifically. It wasn't that he didn't understand what he was supposed to write, he was just having a serious case of writers block. Frank eventually pushed his book away from him and put his head against his parchment, letting out a groan.
Hestia & OPEN || 1978
"Yes? Can I help you?"
