#xlunaticus

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[xsaccularius]

{ ✘ } -- "Sickle for your thoughts?" 

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xlunaticus replied to your post:i’m thinking for my 500 follower giveaway i’ll...

i think i’m gonna reblog that giveaway so many times you’ll have to make me a jacket. ( basix yES )

oh cam oh my god

i think it might be limited to a ONE REBLOG per person thing because do u kno how wild people go when you MAKE STUFF. but i still have fifty followers to go until i hit 500 so everyone calm down

[wolfsicle]

xlunaticus replied to your post

Excuse your face.

Excuse yours.

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xlunaticus replied to your post:xlunaticus replied to your post:ay que...

shh shh ilu shhh

i was proud with the pero but

[xintrepidus]

{ ♛ } -- { one second she's in utter silence, and the next she's hearing her name repeated, over and over. now, her eyes are still closed but she's almost positive she's not supposed to be awake yet. she thinks she might've fallen asleep in the common room - again. }

                 "S'mone better be dying."

[xdamma]

♚ m e m e ♚

{ without sounding too cocky - Lily likes to think that she’s fairly… bright, shall we say. she excels in at least 60% of her classes and usually does just fine in the others but Agrippa help her, she’s always struggled in Divination. }

{ last year she would have taken her issues down to Snape and he would have helped her study - helped her understand the class better, perhaps. this year she goes to a housemate instead. Times have changed - she supposes. }

{ either way, she’s now sat on a couch in Gryffindor’s common room, Remus Lupin by her side and a variety of slips of parchment, books and sweet wrappers sprawled around the two of them. They’ve been studying since the morning ( with respectable snack breaks periodically ) and now it’s late evening, and if she wasn’t so bloody determined to understand the material she’d likely have already given up. }

{ they haven’t said much for a while - Lily writes it off as being consumed in the words and continues reading. if there were a fire going on around her she probably wouldn’t have noticed - which is why she’s hardly aware of a weight against her shoulder, just her general left side, really. }

"D’you know why they use crystal balls? I mean, surely there’s a material more effective than that?"

{ the Gryffindor waits a good minute or two for an answer, and only then, when one doesn’t come does she even think about moving. there’s not much movement done before she realizes why he hasn’t responded. }

{ Remus Lupin, mussy-haired and fast asleep is resting against her. His head on her shoulder and the rest of him unevenly fit against her side. she almost nudges him awake - and then she thinks about how exhausted he’d seemed, even this morning and her gaze shifts into the now empty mug that had held caffeine-loaded tea just a few hours ago. it’s enough to make her reconsider. }

{ she rolls her eyes, but makes it a point not to move much if she can help it. thin fingers wrap around her wand and with In a moment she’s got a blanket resting over him. its common knowledge that the Gryffindor common room could very well be closely related to Antarctica. Second cousins, perhaps - they’re both bloody freezing. }

{ she returns her attention to the passage she’d been reading and rests her cheek against the top of Remus’ head. }

"You’re lucky I like you, Lupin."