#Lady Jenna of the Red Robes

[moonsofkrynn]

Lately, I've been reading any and all Dragonlance books I can get my hands on, and most recently finished The Second Generation. Having only now started Dragons of Deceit, I was tickled by the apparent difference in the book when it comes to Justarius's opinion on our good friend Dalamar—the dark elf mage that dated his daughter, Jenna.

Take a look at this excerpt of "The Sacrifice", from page 293 of The Second Generation:

If Justarius had sent them, he would have told her first, and she’d had no word from him in months, ever since their last quarrel. He strongly disapproved of her lover.

Compared with page 116 of Dragon of Deceit:

And although Justarius was a Red Robe, a follower of Lunitari, daughter of the god Gilean, and Dalamar was a Black Robe, follower of Nuitari, son of the goddess Takhisis, the two were friends.

...While I understand that these books were published decades apart...It is way more entertaining to pretend that Justarius's issue with his daughter's partner had nothing to do with the normal reasons Dalamar is maligned—Justarius just wants his friend back!

Jenna, please lend your poor father his study buddy back, he misses him!

[lirulii]

Tod HCs pt. 1

Because it’s 11:49 pm and I cannot go to sleep:

These all exist within my Onwards!AU so these hcs will range from Tod being 13-16 (for now)

-She’s blind as heck but develops blurry vision shortly after getting green eyes. She wears contacts!

-Tends to usually carry a form of purse/backpack: When she was younger she opted for a messenger bag but now she alternates between that and a proper backpack

-Tod: why tf is my bag so heavy

Septimus, deadpan: didn’t you pack 700 worms on a string in there last night

Tod, taking one out: hehe yEAH...

-I think she, while not complex makeup’s biggest fan, does her eyeliner. Every. Single. Day.

-Who better to learn eyeliner-ing from than God Incarnate, Mrs. Marcia Overstrand

-Her favorite Frizzfroot flavor is Mango Raspberry!

-While she’s quite flexible/agile, Tod never built up the courage to perform a cartwheel

-Tod, being the EOW apprentice, does go through several uniform changes as the years in her apprenticeship go by. As time passes she is allowed some degree of choice in how her uniform should be styled.

-Tod, looking through the uniform designer’s catalog: Septimus you never told me you could opt for long robes!!

Septimus: Uh yeah,, they’re not all that tbh

Tod:

Tod: How could you SAY that wHat. Look at them!!!! Majestic...

-As her hair grew out (she decided to start growing it out briefly after StarChaser), she definitely had a bi bob when she was 14-ish and you BET she didn’t shut up about it

-To impress the younger PathFinder children, she once decided to stuff some glitter in her pockets. Midway through her apprenticeship she still has sparkles stuck to her every time she takes her hands out of her pockets.

-While Septimus hates English, Tod despises advanced level maths (PreCal, Cal, etc). They suffer together.

-The ONLY advanced math she will allow is Statistics. Just barely.

-Coffee makes her feel not great in the mornings so instead she just scarfs down a bunch of apples for caffeine.

-Tod and the Sarns get together often for seafood cookouts, which involve hella gossip and also Tod and Oskar yelling “SHRIMP, HEAVEN, NOW!!” When they smell it getting ready

-She can’t do no one’s hair for shit... However, she’s the first to volunteer adorning Sep’s hair with hair clips, flowers, etc

-She’s very interested in dyes and tints, but hardly gets the chance to learn about them. She’s snuck out to meet the tailor and learn some of the trade along with Ferdie, though!

-We know Tod gets to meet other apprentices in the Junior/Senior Girl’s Dorm. Has she dated some of these girls? Damn right she has

-She begins formally wearing heeled boots as part of her uniform when she’s 14, nearing fifteen. Marcia helps her pick out heels based on what she can handle, so she starts building resistance to them lady stilts early.

-Tod loves fruit!! You can spot her eating fruit anytime! In the morning, in the evening, you can even catch her making what most closely resembles a king size fruit cup and sticking it in the fridge! (Much to Septimus’ chagrin)

-Her gills become quite sensitive in the winter, so she often has to moisturize her neck when the temperature is too cold/dry and/or wear a scarf around her neck

-The moisturizing sure is awkward to do in public

-Tod sunburns for the first time in her life after spending her first big winter in the Castle. She and Dan are absolutely mortified.

-Tod definitely has a thing for foreign laments, especially Irish and Welsh ones: Often enough she’ll sit outside the dorm balcony and belt one out a la Elsa in Frozen II

-There is hot debate in the castle about wether Tod is a princess by birthright, given her dad is the village leader and her mom is daughter of the high ranking nobles of the Draa family (The Most Powerful Apothecaries in the Red City)

-After 8 months of t e n s i o n Jenna basically goes “eh whatever” and declared her a recognized princess anyway

-Tod chooses to go only by her EOWA title, despite this, and only wears the Draa circlet from her mother on special occasions

-The circlet is quite intricate, with some native Pathfinder gems hanging down the sides of it.

-Jenna: Alice! Thank you for reporting. If you could, I’d like you to deliver this decree to the Land of-

Tod: Oh no you don’t

Jenna: I’m. Pardon?

Tod: Sep already uses me as a glorified runner I’m BEGGING you. Don’t finish that request ma’am,,,,

-During her 2/3rd year of apprenticeship Tod simply learned to give a flying fuck about gender and opened up to all presentations. To present day both she/they pronouns are fine with her.

-She loves historical plays and will go out with her friends or with Marcia to see them!

-While denying it by attempting to ignore it, Tod is a sappy romantic at heart. She dreams of dates and courting, but panics when it actually happens. It takes her oh so long to get over crushes and exes, but eventually, she manages.

Alrighty I’m sleepy now, but I’d love to make some more of these in the future!

[tabloidtoc]

Life & Style, November 11

Cover: Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston want a baby 

Page 1: Photo Flash -- Duchess Meghan Markle and One Young World Summit’s founder Kate Robertson’s awkward moment 

Page 2: Contents 

Page 4: The Top 10 Dundas Looks -- Eva Longoria, Emmy Rossum, Michelle Monaghan, Olivia Culpo, Olivia Wilde 

Page 5: Mandy Moore, Jessica Chastain, Emily Ratajkowski, Anna Paquin 

Page 6: Twinning! Gigi Hadid vs. Zendaya, Olivia Palermo vs. Candice Swanepoel, Linda Cardellini vs. Jameela Jamil 

Page 8: Justin Bieber and Hailey Baldwin tells Selena Gomez to leave them alone 

Page 9: Chip and Joanna Gaines baby no. 6, Throwback -- Christina Aguilera, Biggest Spenders of the Week -- Michael Jordan, Dakota Fanning, Kanye West, Paul Nassif

Page 10: Mariah Carey turns down Bryan Tanaka’s proposals, Kanye West’s shoes get slammed

Page 11: Felicity Huffman would love to get her career back on track and a televised tell-all interview is a great starting point 

Page 12: Macaulay Culkin begs his brother Kieran Culkin to get him a job, Lauren Conrad’s first weeks as a mom of two, VIP Style -- Tyler Cameron, Tori Spelling and Dean McDermott, Whoopi Goldberg, Venus Williams, Cassadee Pope, Kyle Richards

Page 14: The Week in Photos -- Tiffany Haddish and Billy Crystal on the set of Here Today 

Page 15: Reese Witherspoon, Modern Family’s Sarah Hyland and Jesse Tyler Ferguson and Sofia Vergara 

Page 16: Justin Theroux and and his rescue dog Kuma, Jennifer Garner nibbling on a carrot, Helen Mirren on The Talk 

Page 18: Tricks & Treats -- Mario Lopez and kids Dominic and Gia, Jimmy Fallon gets a pie to the face from the New Jersey Devils’ mascot, Teresa Giudice and Joe and Melissa Gorga, Carmen Electra 

Page 19: Jimmy Kimmel’s sidekick Guillermo as the Staten Island Fairy 

Page 20: Robert Downey Jr. and Beth Stern’s cat Helen Rose, Brie Larson with a giant beach ball, Sean “Diddy” Combs 

Page 22: Eva Longoria, Kate Bosworth and husband Michael Polish and Disneyland, Jennifer Lopez and Owen Wilson filming Marry Me 

Page 24: Stars Behaving Badly -- Helen Mirren, Billie Eilish, Kristen Stewart 

Page 25: Miley Cyrus and Cody Simpson 

Page 26: Say What?! Jason Momoa, Chrissy Teigen, Rihanna, Kacey Musgraves on Harry Styles, Kristen Bell 

Page 28: Angelina Jolie cozies up to Kit Harington 

Page 29: Steve Kazee pampering pregnant Jenna Dewan, divorce no. 2 for Kaley Cuoco 

Page 30: Cover Story -- a baby for Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston 

Page 34: Mandy Moore’s heartbreaking untold story 

Page 36: As Prince Harry continues to lash out against royal life, his concerned family tries to step in 

Page 38: Rande Gerber and Cindy Crawford worst nightmare -- Pete Davidson is dating Kaia Gerber 

Page 40: Who Lives Here? Zayn Malik 

Page 42: Entertainment 

Page 43: Star Review -- Karamo Brown, As Seen On-Screen -- Brittany Snow’s Maison Du Soir’s Tokyo Floral Robe in Red Floral as seen on Almost Family 

Page 44: Fashion -- Star Prints -- Brie Larson, Busy Philipps, Dua Lipa, Lily Collins 

Page 46: Beauty -- nail polish -- Lady Gaga 

Page 50: Q&A with Vicki Gunvalson of RHOC 

Page 52: Diva or Down-to-Earth? Heidi Klum, Isla Fisher

Page 53: Ariel Winter 

Page 54: Social Stars Posts of the Week -- Justin Timberlake, Hilary Swank, Jennifer Aniston and Dave Matthews, Jessica Simpson and daughter Birdie 

Page 55: Lady Gaga, Tan France, Tom Holland and his dog, Kylie Jenner and daughter Stormi 

Page 56: Horoscope -- Scorpio Emma Stone, They’re Not Together But They Should Be -- Aquarius Skeet Ulrich and Taurus Christina Hendricks 

Page 60: What I’m Into -- Brie Bella 

[ofadricnnes]

[ jenna dewan, thirty-three, cisfemale, she/her ] ━ hey, I just saw [ adrienne trevisan ] walking down the streets of crownsville. they’ve lived in town for [ seven years ], and you can catch them around town working as a [ owner of crown house b & b ]. I hear they’re known to be [ passionate & resourceful ] and [ stubborn & guarded ]. if asked, they would say their aesthetic would be [ chocolate, red wine, being pampered, polaroids, red lipstick, laughing at 2am, hands on your thighs, scented candles, being complimented, lace bras, silk robes, bubble baths, smelling flowers ]. ━ [ tw: alcoholism, death, cheating. ]

For many, Matteo and Elisabeth Trevisan were the eponymous IT couple. Fiercely loyal and devoted to one another since adolescence, they were married as soon as they were able, without delay and with warmth and love in their hearts. Two years into their matrimonial bliss, they found themselves delighting at the imminence of expanding their family of two. Before long, that family extended even further, from two to now, four – two healthy, strapping boys with their father’s good looks and their mother’s kindness running through the centre of their bodies. Elisabeth, no matter how much she doted on her sons, always found herself wishing and hoping for a daughter to complete their brood. Years after welcoming their third son, Elisabeth found herself pregnant again – a daughter they had found out two or so appointments away from the imminent arrival. Finally, the day had arrived to welcome their new-born child, already named and already deeply endowed with her parents’ love. Born on the 18th of December in Wilmington, North Carolina, little Adrienne was welcomed to the world.

Growing up in a quintessential full house, for the most part, the littlest Trevisan’s humble beginnings were happy ones. It wasn’t until Matteo was let go from his esteemed position at Abrams & Abrams that things weren’t as idyllic as they first appeared. Turning to the only solace he could find; a bottle of aged whiskey or two, the Trevisan patriarch was a shadow of his former, doting self. The dripping walls, in thick, amber alcohol, were evidence enough of the changing dynamic and the vocal battles between Adrienne’s parents seemed to be its defence. The fights always ended the same — with her father, regretting the venom in his words and promising to be better and her mother, tired and weary, vowing to leave. 

Months passed until it wasn’t hard for the littlest Trevisan to feel like the loneliest girl in the world. Escaping inside her storybooks, occupying fantasy worlds and befriending all the fictional characters her boundless imagination would allow, she found a quiet calm that kept her content, even if for a little while. Years passed and soon enough came the realisation for Adrienne that the outside world was eventually going to get in and this facade of happiness she had cocooned herself inside was going to crumble all about her. Sure enough, there came a call from her mother, her voice strangled and her tone mournful. It was her father. Finally managing what he had set out to do ten years ago, his liver had betrayed the rest of his body. Poring over her father’s pale, lifeless face, Adrienne promised herself that whatever life she was going to lead, she must start anew from this point. University seemed the place for reinvention and rebirth so days after her father’s funeral, Adrienne moved out and enrolled at Western Carolina University as part of their Hospitality program.

College gave her a means to both hide away from the world and learn about it until sure enough, the months of study turned into years and she was able to say with pride that she was a fully-fledged graduate. Free from the stresses of education, Adrienne decided to break into the world of hotel management, with her almost child-like gusto, returning home to Wilmington under the guise of cultivating as much inspiration as she could. Little did she know, fate had other plans for her stay. 

While she had been away at college, her older brother Seb, her favourite of the three of them, had been busy himself paving the way in the world of robotics. And he wasn’t doing it alone. His business partner was none other than Marcus Golding who’d once been the object of her teenage affections. She was sure he could only really see her as his friend’s annoying little sister and not the accomplished young lady she had blossomed into. Until one night while her brother was away the lines of friendship and indifference were blurred. Determined not to embarrass herself, Adrienne urged him to keep what they had a secret from the rest of her family especially his business partner. That certainly didn’t stop her from enjoying his company while it lasted — which turned out to be longer than anticipated and sure enough, a beautifully cut sparkling diamond had found its way onto her ring finger. 

As their lives flourished, Adrienne and Marcus were blissful and content, with the younger Golding showering his fiancé with everything she could ever ask for. A little pushed for space and a home to call their own, Marcus offered up New York City as an alternative living arrangement and within months, they had taken the leap, moving out with all their worldly possessions to the ‘city that never sleeps’. They seemed to live well enough together, in an arrangement where Marcus would work away from home for the most part while Adrienne climbed the hospitality ladder in the city. For a time, they had fallen into a rhythm that suited them too much and anyone could see that they were obnoxiously happy. 

After an especially tough day at work, Adrienne came home expecting to be comforted inside of her fiance’s loving arms. instead, she found his arms otherwise occupied — with her best friend, Charlotte. After a whirlwind of doubts, this was it — the final straw. After Marcus had eventually exhausted himself from grovelling at her feet, Adrienne packed herself up into a modest suitcase and bought herself a ticket back home to the Southern States. While working her way through every picture-perfect city on her way back to her mother’s house, she found her internal compass twist and turn, dictating her every turn until she landed in Georgia and a certain small town. Falling in love with the quaintness of Crownsville, Adrienne decided to plant her feet or more importantly her roots deep into its romantic streets and the fact everyone seemed to know her name after only a few short months.

Fast forward to seven years later, Adrienne has since taken over ownership of the Crown House Bed & Breakfast, in the hopes of providing a little piece of home for weary travellers and jovial holidaymakers alike so for now, she’s absolutely found a home to call her own.

Personality wise, Adrienne’s the epitome of a tiny firecracker. She’s also incredibly easygoing, a great shoulder to cry on and comfortable to talk to ( unless you're a dick in which case she’ll call you out on it immediately and maybe use her fists if that message doesn’t go over well enough ). Despite her independent attitude, Adrienne’ll do anything for anyone — within reason. For instance, she will bake you pies and prepare you hot beverages if you’re down. Although, along with her eagerness to help others, she’s rather guarded as an individual deep down especially when it comes to matters of the heart since she’s sceptical it could get broken all over again. That isn’t to say she’s not up for a good time so if you fancy a night of drinking and general mischief then Ade’s your gal.

[vorthosjay]

Let’s Talk About Wool Over the Eyes AND Dominaria News!

AAAAAAAH SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT TODAY. The story is here, while big news for Dominaria was rolled out here, here, and in my own article here. NO TIME FOR INTRO LETS GO.

Sphinx’s Decree by Daarken

None of her tamales had made it through the journey (they had crumbled to an inedible dust somewhere in the metaphysical space between Ixalan and here), so she traded a piece of amber from home for a bag full of odd-looking coins.

This is an important detail for a couple reasons. First, she was bringing tamales to barter! Second, they crumbled to dust in the Blind Eternities.

"No, but I'd love to make one!" Saheeli grinned and pulled Huatli up off the bench. "We are going back to my workshop right now so you can describe them to me. I've been needing a new artificing project!"

I realling like that Saheeli and Huatli are besties now.

Also, and I can’t overstate this...

ARTIFACT DINOSAURS

Grimlock, Ferocious King by Tyler Jacobson

The road was dusty and broad, peppered here and there with stores that had been in business longer than he had been alive. It was a sleepy sort of place, and Angrath was happy very little had changed.

A little plume of smoke was rising from his foundry. A hand-painted window on the outside read "OPEN" in blocky lettering. The building was little more than a shack on the far end of town, but it had been his shack on the far end of town. Piles of iron and metal were stacked outside, and a number of items and weapons were hung on a rack, each tagged to mark which order was which.

Sounds an awful lot like an old west plane, as most of us have speculated for Angrath from the start.

Two minotaurs glanced up from their anvils. They were tall like their mother had been. They wore bulky leather aprons, and their horns were adorned with the jewelry worn by unmarried women of their age.

Their eyes went wide. The one on the right snorted in shock. The other's ears stood up in surprise.

The one on the right sniffed the air and trembled with emotion. "Father?"

Steam softly hissed where Angrath's tears met his skin. He smiled.

"Rumi. Jamira. I'm home."

She remembered journeying upriver alone . . .

bravely diving into the river that ran through the city . . .

watching as a sphinx rampaged through Orazca . . .

and standing atop the Immortal Sun to turn said sphinx—along with dozens of other enemies—into gold.

Vraska remembered it all as clear as day, and gladly laid bare her mind for Nicol Bolas to inspect.

Like the image up top, I really like the idea that the moments that didn’t happen because Vraska’s backstory for Orazca.

"HE IS ALONE AND IMPRISONED HERE," it read in the same wandering flourish as Nicol Bolas's earlier messages. "CONGRATULATIONS, GUILDLEADER VRASKA." The location listed below the message was in a sparsely populated corner of the city. A perfect place to deal with filth in an appropriately sinister manner.

Whelp, RIP Jarad... again.

The tan was real. The scrapes, the newly callused hands, the muscles (the muscles!) were all his. Jace felt proud of his body for the first time in his life. He must not lose track of it now. Gideon would help with that—he'd been trying to foist a workout regimen on Jace for a year now.

Love to see that the emotional growth for Jace is sticking. He’s no longer intimidated by Gideon and avoiding his help because of that.

Also, you were trying to use me to lure Bolas to Ixalan to be imprisoned, weren't you? What stopped you on Tarkir? Has everything you've ever done actually just been about defeating Nicol Bolas? If so, we're going to need you to step up.

YEAH WHATS UP, UGIN?

Jace's first instinct was to reach his friends on Dominaria by focusing on Liliana, but the thought of her gave him pause. What he felt for her now wasn't anything resembling affection. It felt more sickly than that. An anemic, old, anxious tether between them that felt more like dread than tenderness. The entire notion of her was unsettling him, so he focused on the others instead.

Good.

Gideon's position on Dominaria was moving—not just at normal walking speed or mounted speed, but faster than he had any reason to be going.

How is he moving like that?!

I know how.

"Wow! I've never planeswalked onto a moving object before—what exactly are we riding in? How is it powered? How fast are we going?"

Skyship Weatherlight by Mark Tedin

It’s the Weatherlight, which in it’s earlier incarnation could achieve speeds of up to 110 mph, but got faster as the story went on.

It’s powered by powerstones, perhaps the bones of Ramos still?

He realized he had landed in something slightly gooey, and looked up to see who was nearby.

@sarpadianempiresvol-viii suggested that Jace landed in Squee and now I don’t want it to be anything else.

He heard quick footsteps on metal and saw Gideon skid out from a nearby door, eyes wide and body frozen with shock. His expression was overcome with emotion. This was someone who was happy to the point of tears to see that he was alive. This was a friend.

Compared to his rampant insecurity around Gideon earlier, this is awesome.

He saw Gideon lurching forward to hug him, but one of the other people in the room abruptly stepped in his way. She appeared to be in her seventies. She wore thick red robes, and her silver hair was tied in a loose, somewhat frizzy braid at her side. She looked Jace up and down with a distant, amused smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. The woman looked over her shoulder at Gideon and raised an eyebrow.

"Who's the bookworm?"

WHO IS THIS LADY I WONDER?

Art by Yongjae Choi

"Orazca is ours once more," he said. "The three aspects of the sun shine bright, and thus begins a new age of conquest for the Sun Empire. Ixalan is ours . . . and Torrezon is next."

That was... a relatively minor ending. I think the vampires and pirates might have been more interesting.

Magic Story will resume in April 2018 in Dominaria.

Magic: The Gathering Narrative Team:

Writers – Alison Luhrs and Kelly Digges Editor – Gregg Luben

Ixalan Story Development:

James Wyatt (Creative Lead) Chris L'etoile Doug Beyer

Special thanks to:

Jenna Helland Ken Troop

I want everyone to take a close look at this list, and realize that Chris L’etoile hasn’t been at Wizards of the Coast in year. This list shows exactly why the new plan to bring on an outside author is so fantastic. Alison and Kelly were writing all of the stories for Ixalan, AND were responsible for the world guides for future sets and the thousand art descriptions necessary every year.

Let’s move to the Io9 Article!

Dominaria’s story starts right after the events of Hour of Devastation. Gideon and Liliana have arrived on Dominaria following the Gatewatch’s defeat at the hands of Nicol Bolas. Together, they begin a mission to kill Belzenlok, the final demon holding Liliana’s contract. They get to see a lot of Dominaria in the process, which gives fans a look at how the plane has changed, and make some allies who may be familiar to longtime players.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. First of all, confirmation that Liliana’s fourth demon is on Dominaria.

Second, and more interesting, the rest of the Gatewatch are still working together?

Also, if Liliana’s fourth demon is there, YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS

What’s changed in Dominaria since fans last went there in Time Spiral?

Wells: Dominaria has started to recover from the Phyrexian invasion, though it’s left its mark on a lot of places and cultures. At the time the story starts, Dominaria is facing a new threat from the rise of the Cabal, which has been taken over by Belzenlok, and is now spreading across the world.

So, has the Weatherlight been restored to take on the Cabal? That seems like the task here, the big bad. Which honestly has me super excited because we’re inching one step after another closer to my grandest theory coming true.

I feel like I don’t have to do much speculation as to where the story is going, because I’ve already figured it out. I’m super pumped.

And then my article!

I think I liked Jamuraa best -- Zhalfir really captured my imagination -- but every setting had so much potential for more stories.

Zhalfir (might) be back! The wording on this was awkward so it’s not clear if she was talking about the history of Jamuraa or modern Jamuraa.

In the podcast, you mention a number of intriguing story details that I'd like to talk about. The biggest of which is the return of Skyship Weatherlight. Is this the original Weatherlight, recovered and rebuilt, or a new ship with the same name?

It's the original Weatherlight, which is rebuilt during the story.

It’s the original Weatherlight!

Notes from the Podcast!

Tiana is the guardian angel for the Weatherlight!

Arvad is a vampire and they become friends!

Teferi has a family!

Lots of cool stuff! I’m super pumped, and I’m sure more specifics will form in my head as we go.

[mischiefmanaged1993]

Perfect - Prologue

Hey! So, I’ve been inspired lately and decided to write a Harry Potter fanfiction. I’ll be posting it on tumblr and Archieve of our Own. I’ve proofed read it like 5 times, I hope there’s no mistakes, if there is I’m terribly sorry! This is the first time posting a story on tumblr. I hope you enjoy reading it! 

October 25, 1981

Gone. In a blink of an eye, they were all gone. Taken from this world, taken from her, from them.

Jenna Blair was sitting on the pavement, her back facing the now empty house that use to hold so much life. So much warmth. Tears racing down her cheeks, an involuntary whimper escaped her lips. A baby girl sleeping soundlessly, cradled safely in her arms. While a young boy, held onto the only family he had left. His face buried in her sweater, crying silently. The world around her was moving in slow motion. The distant sounds of a few Auror’s entering the house to investigate did not comfort her, but only serve as a reminder of what took place only a half-hour ago. The images of what she witnessed tonight. Her sister, her brother, her brother-in-law. Dead. Gone; taken from her, from their children. A choked sob escaped her mouth.

Rustling from her right caught the attention of the eldest child, he held onto his aunt tightly. Terrified that whoever attacked his parents were coming back. Instead, a man with shoulder length dark hair and worried grey eyes showed up. Kneeling in front of the small group. Her vision was blurry from the tears, but she recognized the voice immediately. It was the man she loved; Sirius Black “Jenna...”

“They’re gone!” She cried, breaking down “Elizabeth… Alaric… Christian… they’re gone!”

Sirius looked at her, his eyes soft and sadden. It pained him to see the woman he loved in so much despair. He wanted nothing more than to hug her tight; tell her that everything will be alright, but he knew better. He saw the Dark mark above the house behind them. Knew of the meaning. She didn’t have to tell him. The Death Eaters had attack and killed. That was the reason he was here, knowing that she’d be visiting her sister. Oddly, they failed to finish off the children, which he suspected was because Jenna had arrived just in time.

“I’m so sorry.” He whispered, closing his eyes tightly when she cried harder.

“What am I going to do? The children... I can’t… I can’t watch over them! I’m 21! They need… They need their parents…” Jenna sobbed unceasingly, holding the sleeping toddler closer. Scared that she’d lose her as well if she’d let go. “I’m terrified… I can’t raise two young children. I can’t financially. I’m not even sure I can be a good mother-figure.” Breathing heavily, gulping for breath. This was too much.

Taking her face with both his large hands, starring into her beautiful green eyes “Jennifer Blair, listen to me, you can do this. They need their aunt more than anything right now. I know you can do this, I believe in you. You’re a Gryffindor, you’re the bravest woman I know.” Using his thumb to wipe away her tears “I’ll help you any way I can.” Noticing the young boy trembling, curled up next to his aunt, an attempt to get some warmth no doubt.

“My dear, we should get all three of you home.” He tried softly. “It’s freezing, and the children are shivering.” Coaxing her to stand up from the cold floor. She felt the pain weighing her down, having trouble to speak from the grief, the guilt of not having been there sooner, maybe she could have prevented this. The fear and unknown of having to raise two young children so suddenly. The toddler moved a little, having been woken up from the commotion around her. The first thing Sirius saw when she looked up at him, were those bright chestnut brown eyes. The same ones as her father’s, Christian O’Connor. Jenna trembled, taking a huge breath of frosty air, she had to be strong, Sirius was right, they needed her more than anything “Damon… Come.” She whimpered.

“Let me bring her.” Sirius soft voice touched her ears. Nodding, she let him hold her niece. Taking another deep breath, Jenna straighten herself and took hold of her nephew’s little hand. Taking her wand out, both adults nodding and apparated to her house.

 4 years later…

“Aunt Jenna! I got my Hogwarts letter!”

This was the reason why on a warm summer day, Jenna had taken her nephew and niece to Diagon Alley for the first time. Earlier this morning, her nephew had gotten his Hogwarts letter. Unable to stop herself from chuckling, seeing their amazed expressions when they walked down the alley was adorable. So much to see, so many different shops with all their unique products. Once the initial shock had worn off, Damon looked over his school list, but glanced in every window as they passed, and Naomi just looked around, trying to take in everything. The first stop they had to make was at Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Coming out an hour later with the required money and a very pale looking Damon “I don’t like carts. I hate carts.” He mumbled, trying very hard to not vomit on the stone path. Naomi, on the other hand, wanted to go for a second ride.

“Aunt Jenna, I need school uniforms, I can get those here?” Damon asked, looking up with a frown. Still looking quite pale.

His aunt chuckled and nodded “Yes, at Madam Malkin’s Robes.”

They arrived at the shop and were in luck, she had just finished with another Hogwarts student. While Damon stood on the stand, Madam Malkin’s was fixing up his uniform robe. Jenna smiled fondly at her nephew, he had grown so much. It’s been four years since the lost of their parents, it hadn’t been easy on any of them, including herself. She wished Elizabeth could be here right now to see her son, to see him off to Hogwarts. She was brought out of her thoughts when she heard her nephew ask, “Aunt Jenna, where is Naomi?”

.  . .  .  . .  .  . .  .

Curious chestnut brown eyes glanced around, staying at the robes shop had become too boring for little Naomi. A wizard passing by the shop with an owl in a cage had caught her attention, wanting to see it closer she had left without anyone noticing her. At first it was fun exploring this new place, it felt like she was on some big adventure. Unfortunately, as time passed, she couldn’t find her way back to her aunt and brothers. Panic started to rise within the small seven years old. There were too many wizards and witches, no one she recognized. Tears streamed down her cheeks, sitting down in front of some store, scared and alone.

“Why are you crying?” Naomi looked up at the sound of a young boy’s voice. Standing in front of her, two identical twins with fiery flaming hair, brown eyes and freckles. Additionally, they seemed to be the same age as her. She sniffed and rubbed her eyes, telling them that she was lost and wanted her mum. One of the twins bent down to her level and smiled “Don’t cry, we’ll help you find your mum, I’m Fred, that’s my brother George, and you are?”

“I think she knows we’re brothers Fred! We’re twins!” George replied, crossing his arms over his chest.

Naomi giggled and both twins smiled “My name is Naomi.”

“A pleasure to meet you, Naomi!” Both twins said in unison. The twin named George extended his hand for her to take. Helping the young little girl off the ground, they were almost the same height, the twins slightly taller than she “We’ll bring you to our mum. She can help you find your mum.”

They didn’t have to go looking very far, a short, plump woman with the same flaming fiery red hair, was rushing towards them. Two boys following her closely, one looked to be about four years old while the other looked older than the twins, possibly eight years old? The woman had a look of anger, yet relieved when she saw the twins “Fred! George! There you are! I’ve been looking- What have you two done this time?!” The twin’s mum exclaimed upon seeing the little girl. Molly Weasley starred down at her two sons, then at the girl, her eyes softening.

“We didn’t do anything!” Both twins defended themselves.

Their mother looked at them suspiciously before kneeling to the little girl’s height. Giving her a motherly, gentle smile. “What’s the matter, sweetie?” Even her voice was much kinder than when she spoke to her boys. More tears fell from Naomi’s eyes.

“I’m lost, I want my mummy.”

Molly gave her a tender smile, extending her free hand, which the little girl took without hesitation. “Then let’s go find your mummy. What’s your name, sweetie?”

“N-Naomi.”

“Naomi, what a lovely name. Percy, you keep an eye on the twins. Don’t leave them out of your sight.” She turned to her eldest son, to which he nodded reluctantly. Eyeing both his younger brothers suspiciously while they grinned back at him. All six of them walked down the alley, looking for Naomi’s family. To help with the search, Molly had asked what her mother looked like, and was confused when the little girl told her she didn’t remember. So, they looked around the crowded alley, hoping to spot them.

“Naomi!”

Jenna, with a relieved cry, rushed towards the group with Damon at her sides. Taking Naomi into her arms, hugging her tightly “Thank Merlin you’re safe! Naomi, don’t you ever scare me like that ever again young lady.” Staring with all the seriousness she could muster into the little girl’s eyes. Once she got a nod from her niece, she smiled at the little one.

“Jennifer Blair?” Jenna looked at the older woman and gasped softly. Molly was staring at the younger witch, so many questions, worries, but she couldn’t bring herself to voice them all. They hadn’t seen each other since the funeral of Christian and Elizabeth. She had sent owl after owl, wondering how she was doing. The few that she got back, weren’t very detailed.  

Molly had been her sister’s closest friend since Hogwarts. The guilt over took her, she could have written back more often. Could have even visited her. She knew how much Molly adored Elizabeth’s children, which only made her feel worse. Mrs. Weasley looked down at the two young children and tears gathered in her eyes. Why hadn’t she noticed how much the little girl looked like her mother? The little boy, so much like his father, but with his mother’s kind eyes “I should have known. She looks so much like her mother. They’ve grown so much since last time I saw them.”

“Mrs. Weasley, I’m terribly sorry. I didn’t mean… I should have… I’m sorry.” Jenna apologized. She didn’t need to say more; the older woman gave her an understanding smile. She knew the struggle the young witch was going through, having lost her brothers in the war as well. It was challenging times and Molly would never dare hold it against her.

“Don’t sweetie, I understand.” Placing a hand on the younger woman’s shoulder in a comforting way “Need to continue shopping for Bill’s and Charlie’s school books. Please come over for tea some time, and I won’t be taking no for an answer.” Adding quickly when the young woman was about to say she didn’t want to be a burden. After agreeing, Molly smiled at the little family before walking away with her sons. The twins waving goodbye to Naomi, which she returned.

 4 years later…

“You behave yourself, got it? I want you to send an owl once you’ve been sorted telling me which house you’re in, tell me how your first week went, I want to know everything.” Jenna fussed over her niece. Straightening her jacket, her nephew standing next to her, rolling his eyes at their aunt in amusement. It was like this every year. “You have everything? Not missing anything?”

“Aunt Jenna, I’m sure I’ve got everything, I will send you an owl after my first week, and I promise to not get into trouble.” Naomi said, beaming. Today was her first day at Hogwarts, she was finally going to the school her brother had kept talking about for years. The school her parents attended. Jenna smiled, trying very hard not to cry.

“Alright, watch over your sister. Damon, I’m warning you, no owls and please, please stop getting into detention.” She begged her nephew.

“Not my fault! Its that greasy hair git that keeps giving me detention for no reason!”

“The train is about to leave, come on, give me a hug.” After hugging each one, they embarked onto the Hogwarts Express. Opening the windows and waving at their aunt as the train began to move away from King’s Cross Station. Once the train station was out of eyesight, Damon went to find his friends, Naomi following, looking inside compartments to see if there were any empty ones. She didn’t get far until something cold and slimy fell on her head. The sound of a bucket hitting the floor right behind her rang in her ears.

Her brother turned when hearing the commotion, seeing his sister wipe slime from her face. Damon’s mouth was slightly opened in stun silence. Two identical heads popped out of a compartment, their brown eyes opened wide when they noticed that the victim of their prank wasn’t the one they were hoping.

“We’re terribly sorry, you have to believe us, that prank wasn’t meant for you.” George walked up, trying to explain.

“That prank was for our older brother, Percy.” Fred explained, slightly disappointed it didn’t work. Both twins backed away when she glared at them.

“You did this?!” The sounds of other students snickering and laughing only fueled her anger. She felt humiliated and they haven’t even arrived at Hogwarts. Wonderful way to start her first year.

“It wasn’t meant for you!”

Damon cleared his throat, walked passed the twins, giving them a glance before smiling a little at his sister “Its okay, Nao, let me fix this.” Waving his wand, muttering a spell, and the goo was all gone. Yet it didn’t take away the embarrassment she felt. Her eyes had never left Fred and George, muttering a thanks to her brother, Naomi turned and stormed opposite from the twins, promising herself to get them back.

 2 months later…

After arriving at Hogwarts, during the sorting ceremony Naomi and the Weasley twins were sorted into Gryffindor. The next morning at breakfast, Fred and George, unknowingly, had their cereal bewitched. When they both went to put their spoons in the bowl, milk and cereal blew up in their face. Naomi was grinning, trying hard to hide her giggles, both twins quickly figured out that she was behind it. From then on, an all-out prank war began between the three. Which was the reason why they were in detention tonight. During potions, the three of them thought it would be funny to prank the other. Sadly, neither pranks went as planned. The prank that was meant for Naomi had, unfortunately, hit Professor Snape. While advancing intimidatingly towards the twins, who he figured were at the base of this prank, he got hit with another prank, which was meant for Fred and George.

Naomi apologized repeatedly, taking the entire blame. Fred and George starred at her in complete amazement, she was ready to get punish for both pranks. The brother’s looked at each other, deciding that they weren’t going to let her take all the blame.

“Professor, it was us!” George said.

“Naomi had nothing to do with those.” Fred added, motioning to the pranks. Naomi looked at both twins, her eyes wide when they in turn took responsibility. Denying her involvement of any kind.

“Detention. All three of you.” Snape said through gritted teeth, glaring at the trio “And 30 points from Gryffindor!”

Which was the reason why all three were now polishing the trophy room, without using magic, very much passed curfew. Filch, who was monitoring the detention, had rushed out when the school’s poltergeist, Peeves, had caused some ruckus down the hall. It was silent between the trio for some time until one of the twins, Fred, spoke “You know, that was a pretty good prank.”

“It was brilliant.” George grinned.

Naomi giggled, “Thank you. May I add, yours was hilarious. Professor Snape’s face was priceless.”

All three looked at each other before breaking into a fit of laughter. Fred and George mimicking the faces that Snape had made in Potions, causing Naomi to howl with laughter. The rest of their detention was spent talking about the days event and cleaning. After that night, the twins and Naomi became very good friends.

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8 Fashion Icons to Inspire Your Spring Wardrobe

“You can’t watch for motivation whilst the brilliant London stated. You’ve togo after it for all of US, having a club.” Fortunately, style motivation is fairly readily available. The listing of ladies that are trendy to copy is continually growing it requires to locate there is just an ideal ensemble a visit to Instagram. Nowadays, because of the kind of Kate Middleton, we don’t have to appear beyond the leading site of our information websites, where governmental symbols as well as royalty present people that there surely is no disgrace within the sport of attire in addition to you talk. We rounded-up some of our all time favorite style symbols for you really to copy inside your everyday life — the socialites, the Very First Girls as well as the writers in your social networking supply.

1. Kate Middleton: Queen-Ideal (with No Pricetag)

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Source: Harper’s Bazaar 

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Although we can’t all be considered a queen (bummer), the Duchess of Cambridge indicates people that it’s remarkably simple and inexpensive to outfit like one. Searching perfectly trendy at every existence and traditional phase — from her times courting even worldwide excursions as well as their regal wedding to her pregnancies and a king and occasions — Kate has used a which completely mixes off and custom fashion -the-stand takes. Not just has Kate been observed re-sporting clothes, but these outfits may frequently be tracked back again to inexpensive shops for example T and Previous Navy. Team.

Put it on today: Set useful pumps having a lengthy (or fraction!) sleeved change dress yourself in a natural, feminine colour. A pendant or stomach- evening, cinching gear may take this regal outfit from situation to function up to now!

2. Jenna Lyons: Fun, Amusing, & Whip Smart

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Whilst leader and the innovative manager of J.Crew, Lyons continues to be praised whilst the lady exclusively accountable for the National woman’s wardrobe. Her oversized eyeglasses that are huge in many cases are her item that is greatest, plus they liven up her everyday menswear- visual that is stylish. Although her design is easy and traditional, Lyons understands you don’t get to be the chief of the style kingdom by enjoying from the guidelines.

Put it on today: Set a flowy striped knit over a pen dress and warmth issues up with a few decorative jewelry. No prescription eyeglasses? Not a problem. Purchase an outsized prescription- pair to shape that person, Jenna-design.

3. Beyonce: Legitimately Informal

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While she’s saying a maternity while executing in the Grammys or not robbing the display in the Satisfied Gala, Beyonce discovers more delicate methods to direct style cycles. Her attractive athleisure manufacturer Ivy Playground created an enormous introduction equally online as well as in shops, and followers everywhere can buy looks impressed by these she used in her music movies (Kale, anybody?). Her shapes are rocked by Beyonce while adopting equally contemporary developments and her African-American and southern history. All hail King Bey!

Put it on today: Up your athleisure sport with daring brands and sassy text throughout single sportswear. Experiencing hot? Stone a bodysuit that is good under runners, then leading down it having a appear #perfect.

4. Olivia Palermo: Contemporary Tomboy Chic

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the initial road-design celebrity, Olivia Palermo isn’t any stranger to attire such as the city-slicker she’s. Palermo rapidly demonstrated she was greater than a very face after obtaining her begin in reality-television. She’s been named the Top Fitted New Yorker she’s, from the Ny Article made for worldwide publications, and he or she possesses her very own lifestyle site describing style encounters and her moves. The component that is very best? Palermo turned a worldwide design ambassador for Republic this past year, more strengthening the idea that road design doesn’t need to come in a cost that was high.

Put it on today: Follow the guideline of the 3rd item and coating a menswear-influenced coat over informal choice items like trousers along with a flowy tee.

5. Lupita Nyong’o: Low-Preservation However Large-Trendy

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After producing her breakout introduction in 12 Decades a Servant in 2013, Nyong’o is a choice about the world’s many renowned red rugs. Increasing up, she’s stated she never experienced comfy in her skin, worrying on her to actually experience stunning that it had been also dim. Now Nyong’o utilizes it being a chance to perform with shades and designs and has accepted her perfect skin. As she frequently enables her robes to speak without large makeup or components Nyong’o’s redcarpet design handles to appear easy. This elegance shows that there’s no such factor to be overdressed, and that traditional ease is crucial!

Put it on today: Minimalism is the new rule, therefore funnel this search with easy silhouettes, lengthy and moving dresses, and single strategies. Need some jewelry? Lupita’s gown for that 2015 Oscars demonstrates the gown itself could possibly be the jewelry also!

6. Jackie-O: Old School Preppy

Source: Harper’s Bazaar

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As you of the First Woman style symbols, Jackie options might seem a little traditional to these within the 21stcentury people. But concern not — elegance and her course should never be out-of design. And that is what we wish to copy. 

Put it on today: Not in to the cat pumps or large bouffant? Not a problem. Your internal Kennedy can be nevertheless channeled by you having an enormous set of black shades, a string of pearls, along with a customized, collared coat.

7. Aimee Tune: Merely Seaside-Prepared (No Seaside Required)

Source: Fashionista 

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Resource: Tune of Design

Whilst the inventor of the Tune of Design style and style website, Aimee Tune isn’t any stranger towards the actually-changing planet of design developments. Perfectly integrating the fashionable using the vintage, Aimee mixes her love of style together with her love of style by sporting creative elegance within the types of daring colour and ruffles. Thinking of the lifestyle (and wardrobe) this fantastic? Take a look at Aimee’s guide, “Seize Your Design,” to determine how she employs Instagram to produce a lifestyle nicely-designed!

Put it on today: choose a moving gown having a distinctive outline, and set it together with your strappiest and greatest pumps! Wish to proceed more informal? Stone trousers that are affected having tousled hair and a flowy shirt.

8. Garance Doré: Western and Daring

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You don’t need to appear beyond the roads of NY to locate parisian-style motivation although you’ll discover a variety of trendy ladies travelling Portugal. Because of performer and writer Garance sassy is the brand new attractive as it pertains to road design. She and sleek dark trousers frequently sets monochrome lines, or you’ll find her relaxing in her business in a all- outfit that is white.

Put it on today: choose comfortable within an oversized jumper and thin bright plants, then leading it down with oversized shades along with a customized wool coat. Elegant search and Doré’s easy may take you in the sofa towards the workplace and again!

Who’re your all time style symbols that are favorite? Who would you prefer to copy every single day when receiving dressed? Reveal within the remarks!

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