Oh no.
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Oh no.
I.. I
don't think it's supposed to look like that.
Disasters ➝ Dorcas & Anyone
Dorcas Meadowes took a lot of things for granted.
People, money, a roof over her head. She was someone who thought whatever she had now would be there in ten years and slowly, Doe was learning that that wasn’t the case. Lily would be off and gone with a family in no time (hopefully not with Potter), she might find herself with sixty-two cents to her name and back on the neighborhood benches if things ever went south at the Evans’. But for now Doe was at Hogwarts with Lily and a little bit more than sixty-two cents tucked away beneath her bed.
Still, Dorcas couldn’t take everything for granted for the rest of her life and she knew it. So, as her own daily challenge she decided she’d keep up with her usual shenanigans but this time without magic’s extra edge. One good old prank, just one. How hard could it be? After all, she’d been doing it eleven years prior to her Hogwarts years.
Walking out to the Black lake, Doe skipped over a few branches as she balanced a bowl of cherries, whipped cream, and one feather in her arms. Her eyes scanned the shady areas until they landed on one innocent student dozing peacefully beneath tree leaves. Waltzing past a group of fourth years, Doe sat criss cross in front of her victim as she graciously began dropping spoonfuls of whipped cream into their hand, stopping only to take a cherry from the bowl and pop it in her mouth.
Crawling over to the students feet, Doe quickly tied his shoe laces together before moving behind the tree, stretching her arm around slightly to dangle the feather over their face, brushing their skin lightly.
I know it was probably foolish.
But I did throw a few galleons into the pool. If anyone's going to win a bet concerning my relationship status, I like the thought of it being me, foolish or not.
I am very disappointed to report that my chocolate stash has been raided. The world is suddenly a much darker place.
It's too noisy
Why isn't there a single area in this castle that isn't crawling with people?
No, seriously!
The kitten was a feisty little beast, she's got claws twice as long as her tail.
I never took Filch for a cat person.
God,
my head is killing me.