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thatsecondsalemboy​:

Corvus leant into the embrace, wrapping his arms around his sister and sighing softly, resting his head on her shoulder. It was a lonely life for the two of them, having only each other, with a father not worth talking about. Both of their mothers were dead, and Corvus still missed his mother vehemently, even though he had only been a small child when her frailty and illness had finally claimed her.

He was about to speak again when there was a faint rap on the window and his eyes lifted to see the owl perched on the windowsill.

Leta held him close to her and squeezed him gently. He was the most important person in her life. She’d even postponed a date that she was supposed to have been going on because she knew that Corvus was going to be back from Hogwarts. 

She looked over at the owl and stood up, going over and taking the letter from the bird. 

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Corvus ducked his head as she took his hand, dark curls falling across his face. It wasn't uncommon for the sixteen year old to end up at his sister's home during the school holidays, preferring that greatly to being in the family home with their father. The Lestrange manor was too cold, too empty, just like the man at the head of it, and as he got older it got more and more difficult to be the son his father wanted. Not when he didn't want to be that sort of person, and when the pressure was piling on.

"He keeps going on about what my OWL results should be. As if I'm not nervous enough," he muttered. Any day now the results would come and the thought made him queasy.

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thatsecondsalemboy​:

“Do you think he’ll have any creatures with him?”

Leta had introduced him to Newt when he’d started school last year, and Corvus was rather fond of the older Hufflepuff boy. Newt was quiet, and what some people might consider odd, but to Corvus he was kind, and someone who didn’t care about who their family was or what people said about them. And he always had some sort of magical creature, and he’d tell Corvus all about them.

“Quite possibly.” Leta nodded. She knew that Newt would almost always have a creature or two with him. A bowtruckle or a niffler. Something that would sneak in and cause some sort of mischief as well. Which she was looking forward to.

“I know that you love the creatures.”

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thatsecondsalemboy​:

There were plenty of people out there who would love to get their hands on them, run experiments and make their lives a living hell. Anti-mutant prejudice was rife, with thousands of conspiracy theories, people who thought they were demons incarnate (and sometimes given his powers, he wondered if that might be true), those who wanted to make sure they were locked away, kept away from what they termed ‘normal people’.

Taking a tissue, he sniffled a little, wiping his cheeks clean. The fear of being found out was a constant, “I don’t want them to find us.”

Leta hated that there were people out there that wanted to kill them just because they had powers. Kill them or lock them away and run experiments on them. That was what she thought about a lot of the time. That someone would find them and put them through that.

“They wont. I wont let them find us.” She whispered.

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anaurorandahugger​:

Habitually, Theseus wrapped an arm around her, pulling her in close to his side, and he turned his head a little to drop a kiss on top of her hair. It would be nice to have a little more downtime, with more guaranteed hours and being able to make it home on time rather than constantly having to run off to deal with something else. He’d missed having the chance to spoil her.

“We should go out for dinner.”

Leta smiled and wrapped her arm around him, her head resting on his chest as she just listened to him breathe for a moment. She was happy to just stay with him and even fall asleep on his chest as well. That was something she quite liked the idea of.

“Where would we go?”

@implicatedbyprophecy asked: “Why didn’t you say anything?”

"It's just a scratch, love."

Well, it was a little more than a scratch, but in his defence, it was a lot better than it had been, and really it was more of an inconvenience now than anything else. Injury came part and parcel of his line of work after all, and the occasional gash was commonplace. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm alright, I promise."

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anaurorandahugger​:

She was as stubborn as he was, he knew, and Theseus loved her for it. With a small smile, he ducked his head to press his lips to her knuckles, sitting down as asked and looking up at her, eyes crinkling in fondness. At least from what he could tell, it would be mostly office work for a few weeks or so, with less running around and getting into duels. Then again, dark wizards seldom went by the Ministry’s schedule.

“I love you, you know.”

Leta smiled at him fondly and sat down beside him when he had finally sat. She rested her head against his shoulder, quite happy to have a moment where he wasn’t up and running around like a headless chicken trying to help anyone and everyone. 

“I love you too Theseus.”

@implicatedbyprophecy asked: “Why didn’t you say anything?”

"It's just a scratch, love."

Well, it was a little more than a scratch, but in his defence, it was a lot better than it had been, and really it was more of an inconvenience now than anything else. Injury came part and parcel of his line of work after all, and the occasional gash was commonplace. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm alright, I promise."

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thatsecondsalemboy​:

It was ironic really, this power that he’d been given, given that he’d been terrified of the dark when he was small. It didn’t bother him so much anymore, but there were still times when it seemed to cling to him too much, in a way that he was still getting used to and couldn’t quite tolerate. Then again, there were times when it was helpful, when he just wanted to disappear and would let the shadows wrap around him, tuck him away out of sight. 

Taking a shaky breath, he forced the shadows away, letting them melt back into the shadows of the room, “They were…they were trying to get us…”

Leta nodded. She knew that there were bound to be people out there who would find her and Corvus. Find her and lock them up somewhere and run experiments. Her mother had already been subjected to experimental drugs when she had been pregnant. Leta had her theories that was one of the factors in how she got her powers. 

She used her own power, to bring over the tissue box at the other side of the room. “Here, wipe your eyes.”

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thatsecondsalemboy​:

Florian Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour did the best ice cream, and Corvus had quite the sweet tooth, so the promise of that treat made the twelve year old rather excited. They could make a whole day out of their Diagon Alley trip, it wasn’t as if their father would really care if they were out of the house for the full day. He barely gave them any attention as it was.

Corvus leaned into the hair ruffle and affection with a soft giggle, eyes twinkling. He had the best big sister ever, “I have some money too!”

Leta grinned at him. She’d managed to keep some of her money all saved up. She always kept it saved for when she was due to go to Diagon Alley. She liked the excuse to get something sweet for herself and her brother as well. She ruffled his hair and kissed his cheek gently. 

“That’s great bro. I am hoping that we get to run into Newt as well when we go there.”

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thatsecondsalemboy​:

Everybody in the Wizarding World knew the name Lestrange. It came with old money and power, and a dark and twisted reputation. It was a name to be wary of, to be afraid of, and both he and his sister had faced that judgement when they’d started Hogwarts. When it seemed that they didn’t live up to that reputation, they’d been judged even more, shunned by those who feared their family and shunned by those of similar families who felt they didn’t match up to their expectations.

“I wish I could do that. I wish he’d just stop…” he murmured. While Corvus would never actively wish harm on anyone, he couldn’t deny that part of him had sometimes imagined of what it might be like if their father were to die. He was certainly an older man,  and then there would be no one to control them.

Leta nodded. She had hoped that she could do something that meant she could take care of Corvus rather than their father. She missed her own mother. Even if she didn’t really get to know her. She had gotten a little closer with her brother’s mum as well though and she’d liked her too. She still treated Leta like a daughter before she had passed away.

She wrapped her arms around her brother and kissed his head gently. “I will never let you get hurt.”

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Corvus ducked his head as she took his hand, dark curls falling across his face. It wasn't uncommon for the sixteen year old to end up at his sister's home during the school holidays, preferring that greatly to being in the family home with their father. The Lestrange manor was too cold, too empty, just like the man at the head of it, and as he got older it got more and more difficult to be the son his father wanted. Not when he didn't want to be that sort of person, and when the pressure was piling on.

"He keeps going on about what my OWL results should be. As if I'm not nervous enough," he muttered. Any day now the results would come and the thought made him queasy.

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anaurorandahugger​:

@implicatedbyprophecy asked: “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“It’s just a scratch, love.”

Well, it was a little more than a scratch, but in his defence, it was a lot better than it had been, and really it was more of an inconvenience now than anything else. Injury came part and parcel of his line of work after all, and the occasional gash was commonplace. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“I’m alright, I promise.”

Leta frowned. She knew that he was stubborn. So was she. It made for some interesting conversations at times. She squeezed his hand back and tilted her head to the side as she gave him a quick look up and down, just to see if there was anything else that she could to help him. But, she also knew that when he promised then he meant it.

“Just sit. Get some rest.”

@implicatedbyprophecy asked: “Why didn’t you say anything?”

"It's just a scratch, love."

Well, it was a little more than a scratch, but in his defence, it was a lot better than it had been, and really it was more of an inconvenience now than anything else. Injury came part and parcel of his line of work after all, and the occasional gash was commonplace. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"I'm alright, I promise."

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What was your most embarrassing moment at Hogwarts?

"Every day I was there."

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xscamanderbrothersx​:

Theseus chuckled softly “yes ma'am no work” He smiled lovingly at leta before leaning down to kiss her softly. His hand moved to cup her cheek, and his nose nuzzled against her own “I’ll start making plans them immediately and inform taverns, he won’t be happy but I am going to spend much needed time with the woman I love” he declared with a grin

Leta smiled and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “Oh he can just get fucked.” She laughed and looked up to him with a little giggle as she tilted her head to the side. “We can spend a lot of time just soaking up the sun.”

“  here, i made you some tea.  ”  (implicatedbyprophecy for theseus)

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"Ah good timing, because my previous one is now all over my shirt" Theseus spoke and aure enough there was a tea stain on his button up shirt "I think I need more sleep than I thought" he signed

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dyingphoenix​:

Their father was not the sort to help people, not unless it were himself, or of some other benefit to him to do so. Corvus had had more than one argument with him around his future course of action already. Money was no object, the senior Lestrange would say, so he could get him some cushy Ministry position that looked good for the family. Except Corvus didn’t give a damn about looking good for the family, which their father did not appreciate. As he’d gotten older, their father had slowly become less absent if controlling, and more domineering with him, crueller and more vindictive.

“If father even lets me get that far,” he muttered with a sad smile. He wouldn’t put it past the man to exert some sort of influence to try and stop him, to force his hand, he certainly wasn’t beneath such backhanded tactics.

Leta hated what their father had done to Corvus. She didn’t care about the fact that she’d been ignored throughout her childhood and teenage years. Even into adulthood, she just didn’t care that much about what their father even thought of her. Of course people heard the last name and just assumed the worst. There were a select few who seemed to not care about her family name though. Those were the people she appreciated. 

“Our father is the worst person Corvus.” She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “If I could have you live here and never have to go back to him then I would. You know that I would.”

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Corvus ducked his head as she took his hand, dark curls falling across his face. It wasn't uncommon for the sixteen year old to end up at his sister's home during the school holidays, preferring that greatly to being in the family home with their father. The Lestrange manor was too cold, too empty, just like the man at the head of it, and as he got older it got more and more difficult to be the son his father wanted. Not when he didn't want to be that sort of person, and when the pressure was piling on.

"He keeps going on about what my OWL results should be. As if I'm not nervous enough," he muttered. Any day now the results would come and the thought made him queasy.

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dyingphoenix​:

Leta had introduced him to some of the people she knew in school last year, and Newt was probably his favourite. The Hufflepuff boy was pretty quiet, but he didn’t seem to mind telling Corvus all about different magical creatures and the younger Lestrange had listened with rapt attention. He didn’t expect anything of them because of who their father was either, not like the boys in his dormitory.

“And we could get some ice cream?” he asked with a hopeful grin. And maybe he could get some sweets too. He was rather jealous that the older students got to go into Hogsmeade, but Leta usually did try and bring him back something.

Leta grinned at him. She had hoped that they would be able to stock up on enough sweets and things. She gave him a little hair ruffle and giggled a little at the thought of ice cream. Even if she was getting closer to adulthood, she was still excited by the thought of ice cream.

“We can definitely get some ice cream.” She kissed his head and winked. “I have some money saved up.” She told him softly. 

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dyingphoenix​:

Sometimes he could control it, could bend the shadows to his will and make them do fantastical things. And other times, when he was upset or angry or frightened, he struggled to latch on, the shadows growing ever more oppressive and stifling around him. Forcing himself to take a deep breath, he leaned into her, hiding his face in her shoulder. At least he had his sister to help him, he really didn’t know what he’d do without her.

“It was���it was bad…”

Leta nodded. She hadn’t been able to have that much control of her own power when she was young. But, she had known that the power that Corvus had been born with had been a lot worse. She squeezed him gently and kissed the top of his head.

“I’m sorry.”

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'𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦' 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴.

inspired by a collection of books, poems, films and songs, these prompts are for romantic dynamics (although maybe some can be platonic!) and most surround the idea of a character confessing their feelings for another character! i hope you enjoy!

" nothing about any moment i've ever spent with you will ever be a regret. "

" i protect my investments. "

" you have a place in my heart no one else could ever have. "

" i miss you. "

" it's not the same without you. "

" if i know what love is, it's because of you. "

" you must know... surely you must know it was all for you. "

" it's you. it has always been, and always will be, you. "

" i found you without looking, and love you without trying. "

" don't ever think i fell for you, or fell over you. i didn't fall in love. i rose in it. "

" i'm yours. "

" i wish that we could be like that. "

" i have, for the first time, found what i can truly love. i have found you. "

" if i believe in anything, it's you. "

" we make a pretty good team, don't you think? "

" i am who i am because of you. "

" i will always be yours. "

" i'd rather argue with you, than laugh with anyone else. "

" you can stay... i'd like you to stay. "

" of course i don't hate you. that's the problem. "

" and i just want to run to you. and i hope you know that every time i don't, i almost do. "

" we've had the best of times together. haven't we? "

" i'll find you. okay? i promise you, whatever happens, i'll find you, and we'll be together, and everything will be good again. "

" i thought i could lose everything and be totally fine with it. but then you came along. and now i see how wrong i was. "

" i could never forget you. "

" we don't have to stay here. we could go anywhere we wanted. "

" i like to be alone. but i'd rather be alone with you. "

" i wish you were here. "

" break my heart. break it a thousand times, if you like. it's always been yours to break, anyway. "

" i've tried to forget you. i've never tried so hard in my life. but it's impossible. it's simply not possible for me to stop thinking about you. "

" i love you. i've been doing my best not to, but i do. i love you. "

" every day i spend with you is the best day of my life. "

" i like myself a lot more when i'm with you. "

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Zoe Kravitz