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[misunderstoodcreatures]

me? thinking of krumione? @txmeturner

ALWAYS

[mistermalcolmbaddock]

Only Fools Rush In ∞ txmeturner

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“Well, I’ll let you in on a little secret: not all Gryffindors are exactly the same,” she whispered, a grin on her face. “Besides, I’ve always had a toe in and out of Ravenclaw, so to speak and even then…out of the group I ran with, one of us had to be cautious.” She sipped more pumpkin juice and then nodded. “There are more than one, but I know the one you’re talking about. ‘Only Fools Rush In’.”

He leaned in toward her to catch her words and smiled, sliding his gaze to take her in. “I do seem to have an unhealthy appreciation for Ravenclaws.” Malcolm took in a breath and held his glass up to his mouth for another swig of his liquor. “Have you ever... been a fool?”

[lightobscurarchive-blog]

"Thanks for helping with my Easter decorations."

Easter rp Starterstxmeturner

       “Of course, it’s all very pretty - you do this every Easter?”

[xjustfordecoration-blog]

txmeturner

“I have no idea what you’re trying to suggest.”

[menofhogwarts-blog]

Dark Lord Rising || Hermione& Dark Harry

The boy who lived...It seemed like years since anyone had called him that. Most still called him savior or chosen one when he made a public appearance mainly forced by the Minister, but beyond that Harry was busy as the new head of The auror’s office. He had finally taken control the year before when the old head stepped down to work in a less demanding job with magical creature something. It did not matter to Harry as he did not like his old boss. He was a bloody prat.

Harry worked many hours as he always did though when he went home he worked on his other ‘projects’ “Projects he had been working on since not long after the war ended. Mostly his study was filled with items that he had taken from raids at former Death Eater’s things that none would even know had gone missing as who would be more trustworthy than Harry Potter. His home he had built from scratch in the middle of nowhere none knew where he lived and that was just the way he liked it. When he still lived in Grimmauld place all of the owl’s he received were ridiculous. 

Now though was an incredibly busy time. Those in charge were making a big bloody mistake that it would be on his head if they failed. The quidditch World Cup was coming up again and not only was it in England this time, but someone thought it would be a brilliant idea to invite the muggle Prime Minister and a small party of his. That was the last thing that he needed was a bloody muggle interfering and getting involved in magical business. Security was going to be high. Especially when others learned of the muggles there and he could not blame them. It did not help however the bad timing of this announcement then again there were potential benefits that he could think of. 

Now that it was announced they would be having the Cup again they had less than six months to coordinate and he was not going to deal with the department of games he would delegate that to one of his juniors. He just had to work with the head of magical law enforcement whoever the bloody hell that was. Harry wrote out a quick letter asking to meet at their earliest convenience and then sent the memo off before sitting back in his large office beginning to work a set of spells pinning them up around his round office using it as a base to see what perimeter spells would be needed as well as where his aurors would be.