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You Don't Belong

“Tell me have I been gone away too long?”

-Daughtry, ‘You Don’t Belong’

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Lily dismounted from the scarlet steam engine, saying goodbye to her friends and lugging her trunk and owl’s cage behind her. She spotted her family standing in a more secluded area of the platform, somewhat awkwardly eyeing the witches and wizards around them.

Her mother’s eyes lit up upon spotting her, and she moved to help her youngest daughter with her things. Wrapping a protective arm around Lily, she murmured, “I’ve missed you so much, Lil. How was school?”

“It was good,” Lily replied, but her mother seemed to be focusing more on seeing her daughter again and less on what the girl was actually saying.

The two of them reached her father and Petunia, and together the four of them made their way back through the barrier and into Muggle London.

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“Tuney, are you mad at me?” Lily asked.

Petunia didn’t look up from her book as she shrugged.

“I thought you were fine with me at Hogwarts. You said it was fine.” Lily looked hurt, Petunia looking her in the eyes.

“I’m not mad exactly. But you’ve been gone for so long. I missed you.”

“I did come back for Christmas,” Lily returned, trying to defend herself.

“But you were either in your room the whole time or out with that Snape boy,” she spat. Petunia closed her book impatiently, trying to calm herself with a deep breath before continuing. “You’ve changed, Lily. I miss how you used to be. And I’m not sure that Snape kid’s any good…”

“I—I haven’t changed. Not that much, really,” she implored. “And you hardly know Sev, how could you know if he’s any good or not?”

“I know enough. I wouldn’t hang round him if I were you, Lils. Either way, you’re different now than you were before.”

Lily bit her lip, looking down at the ground. “We’re still sisters no matter what, Tuney. Still friends.”

“You’re not the same, you’re not like me anymore. We’ll still be sisters, but…”

“But what?” Lily insisted, though she wasn’t quite sure she wanted to hear.

“But you belong there, not here. You’re happier with your own kind.” Petunia looked like she’d been thinking along these lines for a while, but it still hurt her to admit it.

“Tuney! How can you say that?”

“It’s true, isn’t it? You’re happier with that lot than you are with me and Mum and Dad.”

Lily couldn’t bring herself to reply. It wasn’t true, she knew it wasn’t. But it still hurt her to know Petunia thought she wasn’t happy at home, just because she had made new friends at Hogwarts. “Fine. If that’s what you think, then I guess I can’t change your mind, can I?” Petunia pouted resolutely, and Lily stormed up to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

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For the Album Challenge and the Represent that Character Challenge.

I really wanted to write some Lily&Petunia stuff, their relationship is so interesting. Let me know what you think!

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For Everything

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For Sophy.

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“Harry, what are you doing here? How long’ve you just been sitting there?”

He sighed, turning his face away from the door, ignoring her.

“Come on, you know you can’t stay cooped up in here. D’you want to talk about it?” Luna knew he wouldn’t want to, but she had to ask. She remembered when her own mother had died, how she didn’t talk to anyone for ages, and here sat Harry, who had lost both his parents in one night.

“Go, please.” Luna could hear tears in Harry’s voice. She waved her wand and a blanket appeared, which she approached him with, wrapping it around his shoulders in the cold dungeon classroom.

Harry turned to face her, seemingly against his better judgment. He shut his eyes for a fraction of a second, hurriedly opening them. Luna could tell what thoughts sprung to his mind, and she knew he would never for a second forget them. Harry would be seeing a flash of green, whereas she saw a puff of violet smoke. Either way, they had both lost people close to them, and the memories, she was sure, would haunt them forever.

“I just—I can’t.” Harry flashed her an apologetic glance, turning away from Luna again to look out the window at the night.

“You need to talk, Harry. I know you won’t want to, not for a while. Maybe not ever, but you need to. After my mum…passed,” Luna murmured. “I didn’t have anyone to go to. Dad was a mess, it was truly awful to see him go through that. I was nine years old, and felt more alone than ever. I was always closest to Mum. I was with her when she—” Luna followed Harry’s gaze out the window, her eyes tracing over the ancient cracks in the panes. She vaguely wondered how those got to be there.

“I tried not to think about it for the longest time, before I realized that by trying to avoid the topic, I kept making it come up. I could barely bring myself to go to rooms in the house that weren’t my bedroom. Dad ended up sleeping in the sitting room for nearly a year—he wouldn’t go back in their bedroom. We just tried to avoid bringing it up whenever possible. It made the house unbearably quiet.

“I eventually found something else to focus on. It took ages to get to this point, but I spent all my energy thinking about Hogwarts—what it’d be like, learning magic, meeting new people who weren’t affected by her like Dad and I were. A fresh new start, you know.”

Harry had returned his eyes to Luna, and she continued. “I came here, and I was happy again. I had other things to think about, it was such a welcome relief. I suppose sooner or later I should’ve expected it—she was always one to experiment.” Her voice faded off, reminiscing.

“I—I never saw it coming. And you—you’ve still got your dad. But I’m so alone. I should have known it wouldn’t last forever,” Harry muttered.

“Don’t beat yourself up over it. Dad only came ‘round very recently. I still see pain in his eyes when he looks at me. I looked just like her, you see.” She sighed. “And you’re not alone, Harry. Don’t think that. You’ve got so many people here for you. You have to find some way to pull yourself back together, we’re all counting on you.” Harry sent her a pointed look, and she added, “Not to finish off the war, no. I always knew you could do it. No, I meant your friends, everyone who relies on you to be you.

“Besides, I’d miss the real you too much if you started moping.”

Harry spared Luna a quick grin, quickly repressed.

“It’s not going to be easy, Harry. And I’m not going to expect you to get over this any time soon, but you can’t shut yourself off, alright?” Luna’s bright eyes looked into Harry’s green ones, knowing every time he would look into the mirror, he’d be reminded of the father with messy, black hair and the mother with the loving, green eyes. He’d see the parents he’s so often told he resembles in himself.

“You’re very much like them, Harry,” she whispers. “Don’t let that part of you die out, too. Bring them back to life, will you? Through you.”

Harry looked at Luna, the girl who has suffered silently and stayed strongly optimistic throughout all of it. He wondered what he would’ve done without her, wondered why he never saw this side of her until now.

“Thanks, Luna,” he said softly. “For everything.”

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For March in the Gift-Giving Extravaganza, for Sophy (Slytherin Cat).

Also for the Write All the Ships Challenge (Harry/Luna) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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James&Lily - Listen

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“Lily, you’re being so distant lately, what’s wrong?” James asks gently.

Lily looks at him, arms crossed, pouting. “It’s not me that’s been distant, Jamie,” she mutters. “You barely talked to me at all at Hogwarts.” Lily frowns at James, disappointed, before continuing. “And now, you avoid me when we’re home, too. I miss the way it used to be.”

“Oh, Lils. I haven’t been avoiding you, I just got busy at Hogwarts, and we just got home yesterday. It’s not like we’ve had much time together.” James looks sympathetic, putting an arm around Lily’s shoulder. “Why would I avoid you?”

“I thought you’d be upset ‘cause I’m in Slytherin.”

“Are you upset about that?”

“No.”

“Really?”

James smiles, standing up and taking her hand. “’Course. Wanna go play some Quidditch? Maybe you’ll make the team next year, give me someone to cheer for on the Slytherin team.” James grins as he and Lily head outside.

“You really thought I wouldn’t like you anymore?” James asks his sister.

She blushes, looking away from him. “Yeah…” Lily mutters. “I’m glad you didn’t.”

“Me too.”

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For the Connect the Weasleys Challenge (James&Lily, prompt: Listen) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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TerryMichael

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You’re both sorted into Ravenclaw

and it would seem you are two of the same,

“Name’s Terry. And you?”

“Michael.”

“They all say Ravenclaw’s supposed to be the smart house.”

And in time, they’ll find out just how smart they are.

But there’s more than meets the eye

and those that may seem identical can be polar opposites,

“What do you think you’re doing out of bed so late, Corner? You’ll get in trouble, and I don’t want you losing my house points.”

“I won’t get in trouble, Boot. Stop being so stuck up, they’re not just your house points.”

“Fine, but don’t blame me when you get caught out of bed after hours.”

But if you look closely enough, and when given enough time

Two who seemed so different may become like one.

“Where do you always go every night, Michael?”

“Do you really wanna find out?”

“What’s the worst that could happen?”

They spent the night exploring hidden alcoves and secret passages, Michael being familiar enough to keep them out of sight of others.

And sometimes, if you’re lucky

A bond can be formed, an indestructible bond.

“Anthony keeps asking where we go at night, Michael. I shouldn’t tell him, should I?”

“No. It’s our little secret. We’re spending so much time finding these places in Hogwarts, I don’t know if I want anyone else knowing.”

“Good. Me too.”

And nearly every night, they searched down desolate corridors and through broom cupboards for one or two more places that could be just for them.

But if that kinship grows into something more,

could there be something found beneath the surface that wasn’t there before?

“Terry, can I tell you something? It’s kind of… I don’t know.”

“Of course. You can tell me anything.”

“I like you, Terry. I love spending time together.”

And he felt the need to add the last line, because Michael couldn’t stand it if something pulled them apart—if he pulled them apart—and he wouldn’t let that happen.

But sometimes, all it takes is a good omen

to take a leap of faith and spill your soul.

“What omen does your dream from last night correspond to, Michael?”

“Love, apparently. Not like that’s likely. You?”

“Sometimes, I wonder why I ever took this class. Seems to be a load of codswallop. This can’t be true.”

But Michael couldn’t say he dreamed of Terry last night, or that he knew the omen was true.

But love can, and will, be returned

if you allow it to be.

“Terry, I—I think I love you.”

“’Bout time you said something. I was beginning to worry.”

“What d’you mean?”

Maybe not two of the same, but definitely something close.

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For the Valentine Drabble Collection Competition (Pairing: TerryMichael, Prompt: Omen) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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MarcusKatie

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Tears cling to her eyelashes, and you put an arm around her cautiously. She had been so upset lately, and with good reason. Katie got word of her father’s death during her seventh year at Hogwarts, and though she tried to act nonchalant and unperturbed, you could see how broken she was, just beneath the surface.

If you didn’t know her well, Katie would seem perfectly happy, as though nothing was wrong. But as you pulled your girlfriend closer to you, allowing her to cry on your shoulder if she needed to.

“Don’t worry about it, Katie.” Your whispers were soothing, and she tried to smile. “I love you, you know that? And I know it definitely doesn’t seem like it, but I swear, everything will end up alright. I promise,” you breathed into her brown hair. She took a deep breath, turning up to look at you.

“What would I do without you, Marc?” She shut her eyes, her tone changing suddenly from a dependent, loving one to one that seemed slightly worried of what was to come. “I—I’m going back home tomorrow. Mum needs me. I don’t know what’s going to happen next, there’s no way to tell at this point. But I just wanted you to know that no matter what, I’ll always love you, Marcus, and I’ll never forget anything about us, alright?” Fresh tears were falling now, and she looked up into your eyes. You couldn’t help but remember when they were bright and happy and not tear-filled and hiding a broken heart.

You couldn’t bring yourself to respond, but hugged her tighter, telling her again, “I love you, Kat. This isn’t the end. I love you.”

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For the Valentine Drabble Collection Competition (Pairing: MarcusKatie, Prompt: Nonchalant) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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AlbusScorpius

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You sit waiting for him to return. He said he’d be back soon, and you’ve been waiting for nearly an hour on pins and needles, just hoping everything goes alright.

“They didn’t really say much, not that I gave them much chance. Mother wasn’t exactly pleased, but Father said it could be worse… I think he was a bit worried at first, when I said I needed to tell him. Probably wondering if I was stupid enough to get into the crowds he was in, back during the war, you know.” Scorpius sighs, wrapping an arm around you.

“Get some sleep, Al,” he says softly, helping you up. “Everything’ll be fine, there’s nothing to worry about.” Scorpius smiles, and you grin back at him. “C’mon.”

You let him lead you upstairs to your bedroom, saying quietly, “You’re sure they’re fine with it, then?”

“Positive. What about your parents?” Scorpius asks, worry crossing his face.

“You know they don’t care, Scor.”

“But did you tell them?”

“’Course. They’re okay with it, nothing to worry about, right?”

“Right,” Scorpius replied, chuckling softly. “G’night, Albus.”

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For the Valentine Drabble Collection Competition (Pairing: AlScor, Prompt: On pins and needles) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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isn't always magic (ch6) - Kendra Dumbledore

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Kendra brought Ariana out into the back garden, having her sit among the tulips and daffodils. Her mother sank down into the grass beside her daughter, watching her playing calmly among the flowers. It had been a constant battle for her to balance her daughter’s emotions. She tried to get her outdoors when she could, but Kendra had to be cautious. They were currently living in a Muggle neighbourhood, having recently moved again, and she couldn’t afford for Ariana to lose control of her powers.

Kendra rested her back against the oak in the garden, stroking Ariana’s locks gently.

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For The Becoming a Wizard Challenge (Drabble 1 for The First Breath Into the Wizarding World – Write at least 5 drabbles that focus on scenery.) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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rogerkatie

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“Katie, wait!” you call out. She doesn’t even turn around, continuing up the stairs, books in hand. You follow her up the next flight of stairs, nearly losing her as the stairs begin to move underneath you. They turn to meet the landing to your left, and Katie sighs exasperatedly as the staircase takes her further away from where she means to go.

“Please,” you murmur, coming to stand in front of her. People brush past the two of you, getting off the stairs and continuing on their way. Once everyone’s gotten off who needs to, you stretch your arm across the handrail. “Can we just talk?”

“What about?” Her tone is cold as she attempts to push past you.

“We broke up for a reason, Roger. I’m not ready for another relationship yet, and even if I was, I don’t know that I’d risk it with you again. I’m sorry.”

“But—” You’re used to this by now. You ask for her back, and she tells you no. It’s been going on for weeks, since you so stupidly broke up with her. “But we got together for a reason, too, Katie. I was an idiot to let you go, I don’t know what got into me. I love you, Katie.”

“And I love you, Rog, but I’m still not going to get back together with you, alright?” She turns firmly away from you as the staircase brings itself back to its original position. “Now if you don’t mind, I really just want to get back to my common room. Goodnight, Roger.”

“Katie, I’m sorry. We were happy together—” You try to reconcile with her as she keeps on her way to Gryffindor Tower. You remember the light that was in her eyes when you were dating, and you made a mental note to do whatever you could to get her back.

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For the Valentine Drabble Collection Competition (Pairing: RogerKatie, prompt: moving staircase) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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reguluslily

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You look at her solemnly, watching as she brings one of her red locks behind her ear. You can’t stand the sadness on her face, but there isn’t much you can do about it anymore. When your parents find out, there’ll be no way around it. It’s best to end it now, before they can know and make the situation worse.

“Look, I wish we could keep this up, but it just can’t happen. You know that. You’ve known Sirius long enough, surely he’s told you how our parents are. They won’t approve of you, and frankly, I’m a bit worried to see what they’ll do once they find out about us. I’m not going to risk that.”

“Regulus, listen to me. I’m sorry. I knew what your parents were like, and I couldn’t bring myself to care. I was stupid, I shouldn’t have let this go this far. I should go. Goodbye, Reg.”

She picks up her bag, turning and giving you one last, sad smile before leaving through the door.

“Goodbye,” you murmur softly, after hearing the click of the door shutting behind her.

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For the Valentine Drabble Collection Competition (Pairing: RegulusLily, Prompt: Birds) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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luciuslockhart

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“Gilderoy, I can’t do this anymore, surely you know that?” Gilderoy bit his lip hesitantly, his gleaming teeth making up for the missing shine in his downcast eyes. “If my family found out—”

“Then don’t let them know.” Gilderoy brought his gaze up to Lucius, looking him in the eyes, pleading with him.

Lucius turned away, looking towards the door. It was a bittersweet feeling, letting Gilderoy go. Lucius had never thought he’d fall for someone as flamboyant and eccentric as Lockhart, but fall he did. It was against his better judgment, surely, but maybe he was tired of doing as he was told.

Lucius looked at the way Gilderoy’s lip jutted out as he pouted, remembering the wedding that was being arranged for him and Narcissa Black at the very moment.

Taking Gilderoy’s hand in his slowly, he pulled him closer, muttering, “We don’t let anyone find out about us, understood?”

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For the Valentine Drabble Collection Competition (Pairing: LuciusLockhart, Prompt: Bittersweet) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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isn't always magic (ch5) - Andromeda Tonks (ii)

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Bellatrix sits in her room alone. Today is the day Andromeda is meant to marry the Mudblood she abandoned the Blacks for, and Bella can’t help but think that it was a wasted opportunity for her sister to have left everything she had behind over him.

Part of her tries to convince her that Andi is happy, and that should count for something, but Bellatrix can’t help but wish to return to her childhood days where Andromeda and her were still close, still together.

None of the Blacks were invited to Andromeda’s wedding, not that they would’ve gone if they had been. But that didn’t stop Bella from thinking of nothing but her estranged sister.

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Andi,

It’s not too late to come back. Don’t throw your life away for him. Mother and Father will still let you back if you come soon.

Don’t wait until it’s too late. I’ve got your best interests at heart.

Please.

-Bella

For a brief moment, Andromeda considers how her life would continue to play out if she were to leave Ted and return to her comfortable life, but no matter how much she cares for her sister, she can’t replace Andromeda’s fiancé.

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Andromeda walks down the aisle, no father to escort her. It’s a small wedding, only their closest friends and Ted’s family were invited. She forgets the drama with her family and Bellatrix’s pleas for her to return to her. All that matters to her now is Ted’s beaming face directly before her.

She’d wanted a way out, and she’s found a new life to become a part of.

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For The Becoming a Wizard Challenge (Event: The Letter Arrives – write about a life-changing event) and the Represent that Character Challenge.

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isn't always magic (ch4) - Andromeda Tonks

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“I’m tired, please let me sleep,” she implored, turning her back on him, lying facing the wall. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore, alright?”

Andromeda tried to keep the sharpness out of her voice, but she was exhausted. Just this morning, she had finally reached the decision to tell her parents about Ted, and left their house to come live with him. She wasn’t exactly used to the cold shoulder from her family, but expected nothing less.

“Sorry. I just—” Ted murmured.

“It’s fine. We’ll talk tomorrow, alright?”

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Andromeda listened to the radio with bated breath, doubting what she’d heard. It couldn’t be—Ted was surely still out there somewhere, staying hidden like he had been. She kept up the feigned disbelief until the next morning, when she skimmed through the Daily Prophet, looking for anything other than the name Ted Tonks to appear in the obituary.

But there it was, in black and white.

For the smallest fraction of a second, she wondered what would’ve happened if she hadn’t fell for him. She wouldn’t be hurting, but she wouldn’t have loved.

Andromeda didn’t sleep that night.

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For The Becoming a Wizard Challenge (Petunia’s Chores 1, Chore 1- write using the prompt “sleep.” Also for the Represent that Character Challenge.

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Importance

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“You know, Barty, we’ve spent all this time together. You’d think by now I would’ve broken you, wouldn’t you? You’re still your father’s son though, aren’t you, Barty? I can see it in your eyes—you don’t want to let me go, you couldn’t possibly do that, but you don’t want to disappoint him. I thought you’d given up on pleasing him. You surely don’t love him.”

Regulus spoke in a taunting voice, holding his wand loosely, pointing it casually in Barty’s direction. He gulped, muttering a reply.

He moved nonchalantly out of the line of Regulus’ wand, but the latter kept it trained on Barty.

“He’s more important to you than I am.” It wasn’t a question, and Barty couldn’t truthfully deny it. “I’m not asking you to put me first, Barty. I’m asking you to choose someone. Him or me.”

Barty stuttered, “Reg… You-you can’t possibly… You know it’s not that easy. He might be my father, but he still hates me. He could—and would, knowing him—have me arrested if he so desired. Not to mention how badly he despises your family. He’s under the impression you’re all criminals and murderers and Dark wizards. Don’t look at me like that,” Barty snapped, and Regulus quelled his scathing look. ”You know I don’t think that way, but that’s just how he is.

“Look, Regulus. You’re important to me, but it’s different. You’re the one I go to when I’m sick and tired of dealing with him. You’re the one person who can keep me sane. Father’s a madman, I swear.”

“If I’m so important to you,” Regulus started, his lip curling. “Then prove it. Kiss me.”

Barty shot him an incredulous look. “What d’you mean, Reg?”

“You heard me. Kiss me, Barty.”

“What exactly will this prove?”

“I dunno. Nothing, everything. Depends.”

“On what?”

“On if you’ll actually do it.”

Regulus smirked as Barty leaned forward, pressing his lips against those of his friend. Barty watched Regulus’ face for any sign of emotion, watching as his eyes widened in shock then closed as he kissed Barty back.

“Convinced yet?” Barty asked as he pulled away.

“Not quite. Maybe one more go.”

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For the Journey to Hogwarts Challenge (Ollivander’s Wand Shop: Write about your OTP using the quote “Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.” –Sylvia Plath for inspiration) and for the Represent that Character Challenge.

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isn't always magic (ch3) - Arthur Weasley

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Arthur hesitantly entered the house, checking to make sure Molly hadn’t spotted him outside. Not seeing her, he relaxed, leaning back against the door. It wasn’t too hard for him to get his hands on it, but fixing it up would be the problem. Not only was it run down and practically in a state of disrepair, but he had no clue how to properly fix it.

“Arthur!” Molly called, entering the room. He paled, looking for a sign that she’d seen what he brought home. “Why d’you look so suspicious?”

He figured the truth was best. “I—I bought a car.”

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For The Becoming a Wizard Challenge (Petunia’s Chores 1-Chore 5: write using the prompt “car” in under 100 words) and for the Represent that Character Challenge.

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isn't always magic (ch2) - Dennis Creevey

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You can’t ever see him in person anymore, but that doesn’t stop his face from appearing in your dreams night after night.

It hasn’t even sunk in yet. You still find it hard to believe that the war even happened. You look around, seeing a mess of devastation surrounding you, but you still feel like Colin will be right there by your side any second now.

You won’t let yourself believe that it’s reality. Even accepting that losing him was a nightmare would be awful enough.

You didn’t expect to ever find yourself so alone.

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For The Becoming a Wizard Challenge (Event: At Number 4 Privet Drive – Write about a dream in under 100 words). Also for the Represent that character challenge.

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isn't always magic (ch1) - Barty Crouch Jr

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“Well, what was your family like when you were younger?”

“I… I dunno, really. Father was always at work—that’s still how he is. Mum was home, which was nice, but it wasn’t quite the same, you know?”

Barty tried to recall how his childhood played out, but could remember nothing other than waiting all day for his father to return, only to be disappointed when he would shut himself in his office.

“Sorry, I—I probably shouldn’t have asked.” Regulus looked a bit uncomfortable.

“No, it’s alright. I don’t care, much. It’s not like he ever did.”

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For The Becoming a Wizard Challenge (Event: Being left on the Doorstep-Write about someone trying to remember something from when they were very young in under 100 words). Also for the Represent that Character Challenge.

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Warning

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“We’ve given him enough warnings, Orion. You know that as well as I do. We have tried again and again to make the boy see reason, and I’m starting to think he’s a lost cause.” Walburga shook her head with a semblance of dejectedness. “Personally, I’m waiting for him to cross the line one more time, then he is out. I don’t know what else we are expected to do in this position.”

Orion gave her his usual stony glance, completely sharing her thoughts on their good-for-nothing son. “The only matter concerning me is, given the losses this family has recently suffered, it may be too soon to estrange him now.”

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His eyes flashed a heated grey, Sirius’ voice dripping with disrespect and disloyalty. This was nothing new to Walburga, she’d been expecting him to do this for years, and now Sirius had finally reached the last straw.

“I can’t do this anymore, I’m sick and tired of it. I don’t care about you or any of it. I never did,” Sirius shouted. Walburga didn’t interrupt, fuming at her eldest son. “I’m done putting up with your cock-and-bull nonsense.”

“This is not how we raised you, Sirius Orion. You will not behave this way, I will not stand for it. I am finished with this conversation.”

“Me too,” Sirius retorted. “I’ve been done for years. I’ve listened to what you’ve had to say, and I’m done hearing it.”

“How did you go so wrong? You used to be a suitable son, you would support our truths. You never argued, now look what’s become of you.”

“I didn’t say you were right, though, did I? Sure, I didn’t argue, I was smart enough to avoid that. But that was years ago, and I’m not going back to who I was back then. Now, before you continue this pointless fight, I’ll be going. I won’t be seeing you.” Sirius turned around with a sense of finality, picking up his trunk and walking out of the house, slamming the front door behind him.

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Walburga all but bolted up to the drawing room of the house, stopping before the tapestry depicting the Black Family Tree. She directed her gaze to the bottom of the pedigree, to the name Sirius Black.

Her spite fuelling her emotions, she blasted his name from the tree, a mix of anger and slight exasperation pulsing through her veins.

He was out of her hair, she needn’t bother with him anymore. It wasn’t a complete loss—he would hardly have made for a decent heir in the first place, and she still had Regulus to carry on the family name.

“He’d better not disappoint me,” she muttered under her breath.

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Walburga heard the news of her younger son’s death through the paper. No one had bothered to inform her of the foolish loss of her only remaining heir; apparently, no one had deemed it important enough to share with her.

She had heard what and how he had died, and to be honest, was having trouble not thinking of him as selfish and daft.

Regulus had been the only hope she had left, and now, ashamed, she was forced to admit that she wouldn’t be able to bring forth an heir.

She vaguely wondered if Sirius would’ve pulled through for her, had he not been a traitorous blood-traitor.

No, she concluded. She had warned him enough. There was nothing he would’ve ever done differently.

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For the Journey Through Hogwarts Challenge (Diagon Alley, Potage’s Cauldron Shop: Write a fic of 500 to 600 words. Must be the genre drama. Must use the prompts warning, grey, and “I didn’t say you were right,” in that order.) Also for the Represent that Character Challenge.