#Potterhead? LEAVE.

[incorrectpepperann]

Pepper Ann: I can't believe I have to read Huckleberry Finn again. I already read it over the summer!

Nicky: Any book worth reading once is worth reading again!

Pepper Ann: Even Harry Potter?

Nicky: I said it had to be worth reading once.

[autumntoken]

Are you a PotterHead? 🎃🍂🪄🕯️

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[dyrehound]

how cold of a take is it if i say i think dirkjohn and drarry have correlations

[crypticallyqueer-yay]

Things Harry got from Lily (some things don't make sense but idc):

• her eyes

• her freckles (particularly around his collarbone)

• the way he writes the E, G, f, and j

• love for lemon flavored stuff

• the way he can move gracefully and then trip over nothing

• green thumb

• apple allergy

• his nose

• his eyebrows

• how he can only sing if it's lullabies (otherwise he's off-key af)

• a talent for tongue-twisters

• his hands

• being a bi mess (you can take sapphic Lily from my cold dead hands- yes she adores her husband he's the love of her life but SHE'S A GIRLKISSER)

[xaferiax]

[isjkrowlingdeadnow]

Every day my trans ass is impatiently waiting for her to die 😭

Won't someone please speed this along. We want her gone now.

[bonnefoysdick]

What is your Hogwarts house?

sighs. this feels like a trap and i hate that it does

i cannot in good faith discuss hogwarts/hp because of. you know. all the transphobia and general assholedickery of jk rowling

if this was an innocent question, im sorry anon

[hedwigette]

As a Harry James fan, yes Harry is emotionally stuck up, not easy to read, lies and can be too cold and focused on his moral codes and philosophical ideas.

But he's also the one who saved (twice) Malfoy who just tried to hand Harry back to Voldemort, he's one of the only ones who didn't look down at the unpopular girl (Luna), he never dated girls he didn't love (unlike his friends) and it wasn't because of lack of competitors, didn't look at Fleur lustful (unlike other boys) BCS of his love for Cho, walked into his suicide mission to finish off his duty no matter how it pained him, "Haven't you noticed how none of your spells are binding? You can't touch them. You can't hurt them. You don't learn from your mistakes, Riddle, do you?"...

Like...if you want to insult Harry, just say that he's romantically stunted BCS it is Canon.

But I won't accept anything else otherwise.

“Harry Potter is canonically a cold bastard who may have the capacity for love but not kindness!”

Yeah sure, because Harry James,

Makes small talk and empathizes with a snake in a zoo

Shares a ton of candy with a boy he just met

Tries to cheer said boy up when he starts to feel insecure

Cheered for Ron when he got sorted

Opened his mouth to argue with Snape in defense of Neville during the first Potion’s Lesson

Thinks of Hermione on Halloween and insists on going to save her

Cheers Neville up after Malfoy jinxes him

Tried to be polite to Dobby when they first meet

Is modest when Dobby calls him great

Shared half of his meager portions of the food he got while he was being starved with Hedwig and constantly thought of her needs while he himself was being neglected

Tries to talk to and encourage a shy Ginny

Goes out of his way to warn Cedric of the Dragons in the First Task despite being under no obligation to do so considering that they were opponents

Potter is totally not kind at all. He totally has no heart. And those are just the ones off the top of my head!

Does Harry struggle with emotions sometimes? Yes. Does he sometimes act unkind? Yes. But, does he go out of his way for his friends and the people who have been nice to him (and even sometimes the people who have not been nice to him)? Yes! Just because he has his flaws does not mean he is not kind, and does not mean he does not have a capacity for kindness. For fucks sake he is a human, and a teenager at that. You do not need to bash him to bring other characters up.

If you’re going to slander a character, at least open the books before you do it.

[lennengrad]

In y’all’s efforts to say fuck Rowling, you ppl completely fucked up the dynamics of the characters/world. Oh boo hoo, Lily, a cis white skinned woman got called a blood related slur??? Pff.. James is now poc/black/desi/whatever the fuck so called ‘potterheads’ envision, but if he got called muggle slurs for racial people in the muggle world, he probably laugh it off. Never treated seriously. Double standards. That’s why you don’t fuck with certain things! Also; being gay was tattoo in 80s(so suck it, Wolfstar shippers)🤣

just gonna leave this here! 💀

[therealmuppetjoker]

GREETINGS, HOMOSAPIENS.

No, that can't be right. That sounds so... obsolete. Let's try this again, shall we?

SALUTATIONS, MY FELLOW MEN AND NONBINARIES.

Welcome to my blog. I go by many names, including Kermit, Mr. Kermit, The Joker, The Muppet Joker, The Croaker, The Clown Prince of Crime, Dark Muppet, Mr. The Frog, and The Real Muppet Joker.

I am a Muppet Joker kintype. All of his kins have been inherited as my own sub-kins, and these include:

Main: Kermit and the Joker (obviously)

Secondary: Bro Strider from Homestuck and Adam from the Bible

I DO NOT KIN VRISKA SERKET FROM HOMESTUCK. Unlike my, shall we say, "predecessor," I have read Homestuck all the way through without sullying my moral values. I would never kin a woman.

I am also aware (spoilers incoming) that Dirk Strider is a h*rse lover. I choose to believe that Bro would never associate with those things and saw the error of his ways early in his mental development, which is why I kin Bro and not Dirk.

Now... where were we? Heh.

FAQ:

Are you the original Muppet Joker?

No. I am a Muppet Joker kintype. My history begins to differ from the "original" Muppet Joker's when he starts kinning Vriska Serket. Since that point in our history, I have developed separately as a distinct entity.

What makes you the "real" Muppet Joker?

Because I am superior to the original one. I have read all the way through Homestuck, but I did not become a feminist. This gives me all rights to The Muppet Joker identity.

Are you single?

No. I am in a closed Relationship with Kermit and the Joker.

Why are you an anti-feminist?

If you don't know why, you might as well leave right now. This blog is not for Outsiders of the Men's Rights Movement.

DNI:

Other Kermit/Joker kintypes

Other Muppet Joker kintypes

South Park fans

All females/girls/women

Anyone who uses Biblical imagery in non-Biblical fandom content, or anyone who talks about "Biblically accurate angels" as a meme. My past/culture is NOT your aesthetic.

Shifting antis

Equine furries/otherkin. It reminds me of my kin trauma.

Sans Undertale (including AU's) kintypes - also kin trauma.

"Neurotypicals"

Bigots

People who use the rainbow flag. The rainbow is ONLY for God and Kermit the Frog. (I myself use the MLM flag, which is blue and green.)

People who don't think we need stricter gun safety laws

Parents

Pro-choice

Pro-life

People who identify with the color royal purple. It's MINE.

Potterheads

If you have ever been on the Bachelor

[simplyclary]

What I Love About You: An Incomplete List of Things That I Love About Taylor Zakhar Perez

This is going to be a mix of prose and a list, so a mix of Henry and Alex (if you know, you know). This is also gonna be a forever incomplete list because the more I get to know Taylor, the more I fall in love with him and there's always something about him that surprises me every day.

These are also purely descriptive but somehow, the words, similes and metaphors that I use in this is perfectly apt for the way I feel. So take that however you wish.

With that said, here we go...on to the long list.... (Read at your own time, please.)

His beautiful brown eyes that's the color of chocolate that transforms into whiskey when struck by daylight.

His eyelashes that's as long as Bambi's and it frames his dark eyes like the petals of a flower.

His soft yet lethal smile that never fails to make my heart flutter.

His thick dark hair filled with lush curls and somehow always looks both tousled and coiffed to perfection.

His jawline that seems to be perfectly cut that it could slice an apple. (It's mesmerizing to look at, if I feel like being honest)

His physique that could battle Tom Holland and Chris Hemsworth (I swear, someone put him in a superhero movie and I will surely be watching it!)

His deep voice that is pure music to my ears. (One of the main reasons that I rewatch The Kissing Booth 2 is to hear him sing.)

The captivating way his fingers strum the strings of a guitar (I only saw him do this in TKB 2, but still).

His adventurous and nature-loving spirit (A day with him is probably deadly for an introvert like me because he adores adventurous stuff, but hey, I would honestly do it just to spend time with him).

His passion for fashion sustainability (I love that he talks about this on his social media accounts and informs his followers about the effects of synthesized fabrics to the planet).

His fashion sense and the way he can turn even the plainest piece of clothing into a masterpiece (Like that denim blue jacket in RWRB is still one of my most favorite Alex looks).

The way he walks as if the entire world is his fashion runway (Like I swear, Taylor has a way of walking that makes you think that a sidewalk is the fashion catwalk).

The way he slays various types of jewelry (I was never attracted to men wearing jewelry before but something about the way he combines like a necklace with a couple of bracelets and rings is slaying).

His love and care for his family (He is a family-oriented person and I love that so much).

The tight bond he keeps with his friends and co-stars (Like I love how he keeps in touch with Nicholas, Joey and Maisie even after their projects).

His dedication to character work and understanding his characters (He read the RWRB book 7-8 times to fully understand Alex Claremont-Diaz, like that is DEDICATION!!).

The mere fact that he is a bookworm (Taylor is probably one of those people who can read multiple books at once while still able to remember every storyline of each book, which leaves me awestruck because I cannot do that).

His sense of humor and wit that always makes me laugh (His replies to people on social media and sometimes, his captions are filled with puns, which is hilarious to me and I always enjoy reading them. Also when he uses that filter that makes his eyes pop out, hilarious!).

When he portrayed a douche in "1Up" but I couldn't fully hate that character because of him (Like, how could I possibly hate Taylor? I have no reason to. He could portray the vilest of villains and I would still love that character).

How he manages to stay optimistic and how he always protects his peace (Optimism is what we need in today's world, folks!)

His creativity (Like have you seen his tiktoks and videos on Instagram? They slay!!)

He's a big Potterhead (Taylor's read all the books multiple times, ate the candies and sweets featured in the series. He probably has a collection of Harry Potter items at his house).

The way he just does not have any bad angles in photos (He's photogenic from every angle, to be completely honest).

His kindness and openness to fans (his fan encounters are always such a gem to see and it honestly melts my heart).

The way he doesn't let haters and rumors bother him (This is one of the secrets to success in the industry, I guess!)

He's goal-oriented and knows what he wants (I have a feeling he's selective to what projects he pursues and products he advertises because he really knows what he wants to put out in the world).

He knows his values and what he stands for (He lost followers on IG because of posting about his supply chain trips but he didn't let that stop him from continuing to post about them).

His compassionate and loving heart (I won't say more).

His determination to use his platform for good things (He's that kind of influencer and I really love that).

His love for his characters, regardless of how similar or different they are to his own personality.

How fans have no bad things to say about him (Really, ask any TZP fan and they will say no bad things about him).

So...it's kind of ironic how I ended at 31, considering that is Taylor's age but hey, we're not gonna talk about how old he looks because to be honest, he always manages to look younger than he is (I honestly thought he was 27 to 28 in RWRB).

This is the incomplete list of things I love about Taylor Zakhar Perez. Other than what is stated here, I will continue to love him for plenty more reasons, some I cannot even put into words because sometimes, he just renders me speechless.

Feel free to let me know what would you add to my list of things that I love about TZP or if you have your own list of things that you love about him because let's be honest, what's not to love about the one and only Taylor Zakhar Perez?

All my love and Buenas Noches!

[percyisadamsassgod]

For the most part, this fandom (percy jackson) is the nicest. But there are many ways of passing us off.

ASKING WHAT PERCY JACKSON IS. Oh I'm sorry that you're a book hater. Cus pjo is the best book ever. Also it would be who not what.

Comparing us to the hp fandom/saying hp is better. It's not. A lot of serious potterheads convert cus it's just ✨️better✨️ then hp

Making fun of Rick. Yes, he's a goofball with the most amazing dedications ever, and the references never end, and that's how we like it.

Do not make fun of the references. Give me my dam blue cookies, or get judo fliped by nobody.

Rick trolling us. Leave Nico alone and stop pushing Demigods into tartarus. Also what happened to Jason? What's his past? There's just a huge blank space! We need a book about jason before he died

Did I miss anything?

[priceforrottenjudgement]

Its crazy that once u leave your anglophone online bubble nobody seems to fucking know about jkr's continued downward spiral. Like, is this an exclusively german thing or do other non englishspeaking countries also have this problem?

Holocaust denial is usually a pretty big oof in germany, but nobody seems to know that jkr's transphobia is now rabid enough to drive her into openly questioning that queer/trans ppl were also targeted by the nazis.

And its not just gen x "apolitical" potterheads either, ive seen progressive, seemingly open minded young ppl openly praise her and be excited about New HP content. The only difference seems to be whether or not theyre mostly in english or german spaces online.

[strangesthirdeye]

Chapter 6: Choices

Unspoken Love Masterlist /Chapter: 7

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A thousand steps are set by you the moment you step into the ring of fire in front of you. Your eyes widen with amazement when you see the new landscape where you are. All the carvings on the concrete that are there attract your attention while the old building that is there holds its own history that makes you more interested.This place, even though it seems so old. It still stands firm. The midday light shines through the surrounding area revealing beautiful sun kisses in every corner of the area. There are also some benches in the area for students who are there to sit while studying.

The fiery ring you entered then disappeared leaving a small spark in the air. as well as the other side of the back alley of Starbucks. Dhani took a step forward walking towards the porch that led to a moderately large gate. You without delay with a little difficulty because you walk with the help of a walking stick followed Dhani from behind while your eyes scanned the surrounding area. The atmosphere here is very different from the atmosphere in New York. Here, it is more about calm and comfortable silence as well as fresh air compared to the area where you live which is noisy and the air is polluted with car and motorbike engines. So without a second thought you make this place your favorite place.

Dhani looked at you who were still interested in the surrounding area. "do you like this place?"

You shook from your reverie about the surrounding area and looked at Dhani. "yeah, quite calm and quiet. I prefer this place to New York."

Dhani nodded. "same goes to me. "

You walked quickly to Dhani's side. "what did you do just now.. that ring of fire.. is that a portal? Like you use magic, right?"

Dhani glanced at you and then looked ahead. "sort of.. but here we don't call it magic. We call it Mystic Art. Every sorcerer here studies Mystic arts.. I came here not only to heal myself but to learn something."

"So there are many people here? Are you sure this is not a magic school?" You said in a joking tone.

Dhani chuckled. "if you think this is Hogwarts then you are the best PotterHeads fan. Like I said earlier, this is the Kamar Taj. It can be called magic school too but we don't call it magic school in front of the masters here."

You nodded your head. "so you have students who study magic and are also taught by Masters who teach magic at magic school. Yeah, more or less like another version of Hogwarts. I respect that"

Dhani stifled a laugh "better don't say that in front of the Ancient One,though. I'm pretty sure she's tired of it already."

You tilt your head slightly to look at Dhani's face. "the Ancient One?"

Dhani nodded. "yeah, she's the Sorcerer Supreme who rules everything here. The best sorcerer in this Universe. Sometimes she can be quite humble and sporting but most of the time, she's quite strict and serious when it comes to work. Better don't go to her bad side." Dhani said slowly as her eyes looked around. Worried if the Ancient One suddenly appeared as soon as Dhani mentioned her name.

"Why? Is she going to expel us if we do something wrong?" You mumbled.

Dhani shivered for a moment, perhaps remembering something terrible and embarrassing. "ohhh... more than that, my friend. Better not ask about that."

You could only nod after seeing Dhani's reaction a moment ago when you mentioned what the Ancient One would do if you did something out of control. Just seeing Dhani's reaction you can imagine what happened to Dhani.

To ease the tense situation, you looked at Dhani with an amused face.

"So, this Ancient One.. is she Dumbledore's secret sister?" you joked while raising one eyebrow.

Dhani giggled while covering her mouth to stop herself from letting out a big laugh. Maybe don't want to disturb other people who are there. "please don't tell me you are not my long lost sibling that I don't know because you have the same thoughts as I do"

You chuckle along with Dhani. "Nahh, I mean you yourself said that she is the one in charge here, so doesn't that make her the headmistress here"

"yes, but there's no need to mention that she is Dumbledore's secret sister" Dhani held her chest while trying not to let out a big laugh before making a sigh and shush towards you because Dhani was worried if the two of you would disturb the students in every room you both passed.

After a few moments later, you both stopped laughing and focused on what was happening now. Now the two of you are in a corridor full of doors, maybe classrooms or students' bedrooms. Door after door the two of you pass, making you look confused at Dhani who is leading you to the place that is in her mind.

"So, where are we going?" you asked Dhani.

"Meet the Ancient One, of course." said Dhani simply.

You nodded your head as you walked by Dhani's side closely. Some of the students there came out of their room maybe wanting to go to the destination in their mind with their hands full of thick and quite old books. You looked at the students walking past the two of you. Most of the students here wear tunic-like uniforms with various colors. Some wear blue, brown or red, some also have some accessories on their clothes. There are also those who wear jewelry such as rings, gloves or earrings on their hands or ears that look like quite old and ancient accessories. There are also those who wear necklaces and bracelets that have strange symbols carved on them. You made the conclusion that every student here has their own personalities.

You looked at Dhani who was wearing a brown turtleneck inside and a dark brown jacket outside. Black pants and black and white converse shoes. At a glance, Dhani looks like a normal person but when you admire her face, you can see that there is a faded scar on the side of her face. The scar is not long and very visible, but it will be visible if you look closely. You also see that Dhani wears star and moon shaped earrings in her ears.

You looked down and noticed that on each of Dhani's fingers there were several rings on her fingers mostly on the ring finger and the index finger on both hands. A moon and star shaped ring similar to Dhani's earring.

'So many moon and stars' you thought to yourself.

You wondered if Dhani was really obsessed with the moon and stars when you saw the way she wore accessories that had the same shape.

Dhani has her own personality. she is a calm and humble person who makes other people quite comfortable with her presence even though she has just met them. Sometimes being serious but her seriousness doesn't last long when she starts smiling alone. Some may say that Dhani is a lunatic and a mad person, but what they see is different from what others say.

as you admire around the place and some students there, all of a sudden you remember something and look at Dhani. Ignoring the slight pain that was growing in your legs, you quickened your pace and walked by Dhani's side. Although Dhani is a little shorter than you, but her steps are quite fast which also causes Dhani to walk fast without the sound of footsteps.

"I see, you don't just want to heal physically and mentally, but your feelings and emotions.. You're in love with someone you've known for a long time. A long love that can't be accepted. Am I right?"

"Dhani,"

"hmm?" Dhani hummed and looked at you.

"What do you mean by what you said earlier? The one you mentioned long love that cannot be accepted yet?" You looked at Dhani with a face showing your hopefully.

Dhani stopped suddenly and looked at a wooden gate with a carving in the middle of the wooden door. Probably they have reached the destination that is in Dhani's mind.

"ahh, well.. you look like you're desperate and at the same time you're not desperate. I can only see that you have hope for someone. You don't just want to heal for yourself, right? You have hope that when you're healed , you can get back with that someone even if he doesn't notice you. more or less unrequited love.Tell me, If you're not comfortable don't answer this question but if you're comfortable, answer this question." Dhani looked at you peering.

You looked at Dhani for a moment. Trying to process what Dhani said earlier. Unrequited love. That is what it called if someone loves someone but the love is not reciprocated or noticed by that person. Feeling loved from afar for someone even if that person does not return their love. Something that most likely many people face. Unreciprocated or unrequited love is when you long for someone who doesn't share your sentiments.

It's not like you clearly love Stephen. It's just a teenage crush if you want to say it. But, you also know that the feeling has long faded after you've been silent for a long time but the residual feeling is still lingering in your mind and heart. I mean you are a little jealous of Christine because her love is reciprocated by Stephen. But come on, you've been friends with Stephen since childhood, surely you can think that you and Stephen can be more than friends. And you're wrong. Never expect the things you have high hopes for because that thing will also make you hurt.

"asked away then. I don't mind" you nodded in acceptance.

"Who's this guy you have this heart for?" asked Dhani with curiosity.

You looked down and muttered. "Stephen Strange.."

"Oh, that guy eh? sheshh.. I mean sure he's really handsome and must have a lot of fans but who can stand his behavior though?" Dhani rambled idly then stopped and glanced at you who was still looking at the ground.

"ohhh! Are you serious?" Dhani who was in a newly realized state looked at you with wide eyes.

You just nodded.

"Since when did you start having feelings for him?" Dhani said with newly interested in this conversation.

"he.. is my friend since childhood. Well it's just a teenage crush, nothing big. After all, Stephen already has a girlfriend. So that feeling is long gone." you exclaimed with a resigned face.

Dhani tipped her head to the side slightly looking at you with a unsure face. Looking at you with a facial expression that you yourself could not identify as if you were an alien. Either she tried to process what you said earlier or she tried to respond to your words but stuck in her mouth because she didn't know how to respond to the sentence.

You see, Dhani is a person who lacks love. It's not because she lacks love from her family, but when it comes to romance between people, this is not a strong topic for her. She herself has not had a boyfriend since teenager until now, so this romantic topic is not an easy thing for her. So if you want advice about romance from Dhani, Better don't go to Dhani. She's just not interested in romance. Let alone crush on someone.

"but you love him don't you?" Dhani said.

You just stay silent. Yes correct. You still love him even though he never acknowledges your feelings or the things you do 'obviously' that you like him, but what can you do? Stephen's eyes were only on Christine. He thought you were just a childhood friend. Nothing more than that. Well, that feeling disappeared a long time ago so why did it come back?.

Dhani just looked at you and then turned her gaze to the carved wooden door in front of the two of you.

"You better stand by yourself before facing The Ancient One. We don't know what will happen when we meet her, so you better stand by."

You nodded slowly. The conversation about Stephen was long forgotten now your focus is only on the carved wooden brown door in front of you. It's like you're waiting for your turn to enter the principal's room after breaking school rules. But this aura is more than the principal's room. it is as if facing a king who has power in the region. Your heart beats fast as your mind thinks about what will happen next.

Dhani knocked on the carved wooden door and grabbed the doorknob and twisted it. The carved wooden door opened slowly and produced a 'creaking' sound as it opened.

Dhani looked at you and nodded towards the door as if telling you to come in first. You looked at Dhani unconvinced then sighed heavily and slowly and hesitantly took steps to enter the door. As soon as you enter there, you are accompanied by the strong smell of tea and herbs there.

The spacious and large room looks like a training room when it is decorated with some antique furniture like vases and some chairs and tables with strange carvings. While the atmosphere of the room seems to be yellowish because the sunlight shines on the dim room. The brown wooden wall adds to the look in the room.

You looked at the room in awe. Although the room seemed to be closed, you could feel how cold the place was. Maybe there is air conditioning in the room. Dhani closed the door of the room and walked into a closed room. You caught a glimpse of Dhani entering the closed room.

'where did she go?' you thought in your heart.

Suddenly, you feel awkward standing there alone. You don't know what to do there seeing that Dhani just disappeared and you just stand there like an idiot. You awkwardly walked around the room to look and examine some of the strange and old items and carvings there.

Although you don't understand what the meaning behind the weird carving is, you are quite amazed and wonder at the beauty of the carvings there, regardless of whether it is on an antique copper vase or a wooden wall full of carvings. Well, this place is like a temple so no wonder it is full of antiques.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

You quickly turned around to see who the voice was and stopped when your eyes fell on a woman dressed in a gray tunic. The woman who looks old but young at the same time has no hair but her face seems to carry a calm and powerful aura. The woman just smiled sweetly at you.

"The Ancient One" Dhani bowed slightly while stretching her hand towards the Ancient One beside her as a sign to introduce The Ancient One to you.

You nod respectfully. You don't even expect that a woman who looks like this is a powerful person here, but when you think about it, the way the Ancient One carries herself is as if she already has a lot of experience in this matter.

You looked at the Ancient one. "indeed it is beautiful, ma'am"

The Ancient One walked around while admiring the sculpture there. Dhani just looked at you both from the other side of the room while leaning back and crossing her arms over her chest.

"Beautiful and unique. Some of the carvings and items here are thousands of years old so we need to maintain their quality in good condition. Some of the carvings here are one of the protection spells for this place from threats. So every 20 years, we need to renew them so that this place will last. protected" explained The Ancient One then stopped and looked at you.

"I'm sure Dhani told you our purpose here, didn't she, Miss L/n?" asked the Ancient One as he walked towards you.

You looked at the half-tall woman with a thud and nodded. "yes.. " you pause. "wait, you just said my name"

"indeed yes, I have said your name and I really expected you to come here before Dhani informed me about your arrival."

You fell silent and looked at the figure of Dhani who was leaning against the wooden wall behind you. Dhani looked at you in awe mouthed 'she knows everything'.

You looked at the Ancient One again and gulped slowly. "you expect my arrival?"

"All the time." The Ancient One replied shortly.

You just looked at The Ancient One hesitantly. The Ancient One then walked past you and approached a short table that had three tea cups and a medium sized teapot filled with herbal tea. Ancient One's pale and soft hands then reached the hot teapot and poured tea into the three teacups.

One cup of tea was given to Dhani and the other was given to you before the Ancient One slowly sipped her tea. You looked at Dhani who was tasting the herbal tea at the end of the room while scrunching her face as if the tea she was drinking didn't suit her taste.

You looked at your teacup. The tea that is rich in golden color and swirling herbs in the glass tea cup is slowly sipped by you. Instantly, the warm and fresh feeling rushes down your throat to your stomach making you hum slowly.

"Nice tea.. " you praised sincerely to the Ancient One.

The Ancient One nodded with a small smile. "Thanks. I didn't think anyone would like the taste I like. Unfortunately Dhani is not a fan of this tea taste" The Ancient One eyed Dhani mischievously.

Dhani looked at The Ancient One with wide eyes as if she had been exposed and then turned her gaze to another place while pretending to sip the herbal tea with a red face.

The Ancient One shook her head and looked at your figure who was still standing holding your walking stick. She can clearly see that your left hand that is holding the walking stick is beginning to tremble due to the long time of putting pressure on the stick when she can see the pained face that is wrinkled on you is beginning to be visible due to the long time of holding the pain in your leg.

"Why don't you sit down? I can see that you can fall down at any time after being in pain for a long time" the Ancient One commanded.

You looked around for a chair to sit but couldn't find one. You confusedly looked at the Ancient One and tried to open your mouth to say something but didn't have time because suddenly out of nowhere a wooden chair appeared behind you making you widen your eyes.

'now that is something' you thought and slowly you sat down while placing your paralyzed leg in a forward stretch to reduce the pain while your hand holding the walking stick was held tight.

"thank you.. umm" you said slowly.

The Ancient One looked at you with her head slightly tilted to the side trying to read your body language carefully. She then nodded and walked over to the small table and placed her teacup on the table before looking at you.

"I assume you've seen unusual things before?" The Ancient One asked.

"Well, Dhani showed me something unusual in front of me a while ago so I better get used to it, right?" you mumbled.

The Ancient One's mouth upward trying to fight her smile but was only able to highlight her small smile before her face returned to the same expression. "indeed, but what you see is only a small part of what you see. There's still a lot more that you haven't seen yet. It's just a matter of time."

You looked at the Ancient One confused. Everything she says has a hidden meaning, even the way she talks is like a puzzle that is hard to unravel. Only those who have an open mind are able to understand what she is talking about. Looking at the way she carries herself, it is certain that she keeps all the mysterious secrets hidden behind her expression and shadow. Only time and the right person can unravel the secret.

You stretched your fingers trying to get rid of the feeling of nervousness and shaking. Your hands start to sweat. "Uhm.. You see, after listening to what Dhani informed me not long ago, is it true that this place is for physical and mental healing? It's not that I don't believe it, but I'm just curious about the way this place works. How do you all treat people who come here, what method do you use to treat them and what do you do while treating them?" you asked with several questions in the direction of the Ancient One.

Dhani looked at you with interest. 'wow, she's definitely got breast with a question like that.'

"from the moment you set foot here, you were not only treated in a specific way but also in a spiritual way. We here are only able to help you recover and the rest is taken care of by your own spirit. Tell me, Miss Y/n. Have you ever heard of Astral Projection?" The Ancient One looked at you with concentration on her face.

You slowly swallowed your saliva. You don't know why you suddenly feel intimidated by this woman in front of you. Her expression shows all the things that you yourself cannot decipher.

Astral projection. You have heard and never seen it happen before your eyes. In fact, you yourself do not believe in matters related to the spirit or the supernatural, but after witness the magic performed by the two women in front of you, you begin to understand what is happening.

The Ancient One smirked briefly then turned serious. "I assume you know what astral projection is. You see, we here not only follow the traditional way but spiritually to heal any internal illness including mental health."

"wait, wait.. give me some time to understand" you paused to understand what the Ancient one said. Cure internal diseases in a spiritual way. Impossible but quite unique and makes you more curious about how this place operates. You looked at Dhani, who had seen the conversation between you and the Ancient One.

Dhani's face, which is quite relaxed and a bit tired, maybe because she does a lot of activities, even though her job is to bring you here, she can only smile a little at you.

'That's what she said' Dhani thoughts mutely to you.

As if you understood the look that Dhani gave, you turned your gaze back to The Ancient One's face. She's seems calmer always. Probably she has dealt with people like you before. No wonder she plays this situation as if it is normal.

"what you said is, you use spirit to heal?" you inspect the Ancient One's face carefully.

The Ancient One smiled slightly. "not any spirit, but your own spirit. We only encourage you to heal yourself spiritually"

Your eyes twitch a little. "that's impossible"

The Ancient One just studies your body language. "not everything is impossible"

You rubbed the back of your neck. "How? Really. Because this thing can't possibly be done by people."

"It's actually possible, if you really believe in something and study it" replied the Ancient One. "besides-" the Ancient One added before placing her right hand on your chest and gently she pushed your body backward.

And with a flash, you feel yourself pushed backward. Not yourself but your spirit seems to be pushed out of your body. You who are now in a state of spirit look at the Ancient One who seems to be in slow motion and still push your body back. You shifted your gaze to your own body that seemed slumped lifeless on the chair with your head lulled to the side as if you were sleeping. Even if you are still being pushed back in slow motion, you can see the reaction on your face which is quite blank. The pupils are rolled to the back of the head, the mouth is slightly open and the reaction on your face is just blank. Empty. Like you're in a deep without any disturbance.

You panic. 'what's happening?'

as if you were pulled by a supernatural force, you came back into your body and gasped as if you had been drowning for a long time with slightly panicked eyes looking all over the place. Your chest rises and falls as if you've just run a marathon. Your heart is beating fast pumping blood throughout your body.

The Ancient One and Dhani just looked with knowing faces. Dhani narrowed her eyes a little. Observe your face carefully.

You took deep breaths many times trying to calm your racing heart and after several attempts, you finally calmed down. You looked at The Ancient One bewildered.

"what the hell is happening?" you asked with confusion and disbelief.

"Earlier, you just went through the astral project phase. Where you are in a world that normal humans cannot see. Short form 'spirit world'." The Ancient One simply replied.

You looked at the Ancient one with an anxious and disbelief face. "Is that how you encourage them to heal themselves? Using their own spirit?"

"with a little bit magic" Dhani interrupted.

"yes. Although, it requires quite a long time of work and study to master certain spells or phases. Here, we don't really care about time, whether it's long or short." The Ancient One explained.

You just looked at the Ancient One with a calculated face. Brow clenching together with concentration trying to understand what the woman in front of you said. Even if you have an advanced mind and brain and quickly understand things, it does not mean that you will understand certain impossible things easily. It takes minutes or hours to understand. Most likely days.

You gulped a little and let out a short breath. "if you say so.. Can you teach me..please?" you begged.

'she said the magic word' Dhani silently praised you.

The Ancient One smirked a little. "yes" she said simply then turned and walked out of the room the three of you were in slowly.

You could only look at the place where the Ancient One was standing before you slowly turned your gaze to Dhani who was from the beginning of the conversation in the corner of the room. Looking at Dhani's face that brightened as if she got candy is the first thing you notice when you see her face. Her face was surprised but at the same time it seemed to support and cheer for you. Maybe this is the first time she witnessed how quickly the Ancient One accepted you as a student here.

Dhani then squealed. "Ahh! You got it! ohh, I've never seen the Ancient One accept students so quickly all this time. You're the second person she accepted with just a yes. Last time with a former student, his name was Kaecilius. He was the first person the Ancient One accepted because she saw that he has the potential to be a sorcerer. Turns out he is more into dark magic" Dhani said darkly in the last sentence.

You just looked at Dhani with a confused face. You were a bit surprised how quickly Dhani's mood changed.

"What about you? You were accepted too, right?" you asked Dhani.

"turns out, I need to make a puppy face several times to make her accept me. She said I'm too small and young to learn even though she doesn't know I've been sneaking and reading spell books my mom borrowed. heh" Dhani spilled out all her old secrets .

"Your mom is a sorcerer too?"

"was... she died when I was little and so did my father. Well I never knew my father because he died before I was born so I only have my mother. Now I'm an orphan." Dhani pauses. "ah! enough with the negative mood, let me show you which room you can occupy"

Dhani then walked out of the room and you hurriedly followed Dhani with a small wince of pain as your bad leg muscle was suddenly jolted after you quickly got up.

"wh-what do you mean you want to show me the room I will live in?" you asked Dhani with raised eyebrows.

Dhani glanced at you. "well, the Ancient One has approved your offer. Surely you will stay here to study so..." Dhani paused for a moment and looked you straight in the eyes. "Are you really going to live here? I mean you just made the choice to study here so of course you will live here now that the Ancient One has approved you. But do you really want to stay here?"

You just silenced. This is a difficult decision for you. You don't know if you should be happy because of The Ancient One approval or because you have to leave everything behind in New York. By everything means friends and Stephen. Should you tell him you're leaving New York for a few months or just leave without hearing and have Stephen look for you until he finds you? Surely you can't tell about this place because well they deserve privacy and this place is something outsiders can't know about. Only when you are invited will you know.

This decision makes your head aches. A massive headache it is. Right. Like Dhani said, 'you think too much, that's why you get migraines'. You have to stop thinking hard for now. For your own good too. So, you take a deep breath and exhale slowly. You repeat the action again and stop after you feel that you are a little bit ok.

"Is it okay if I go back to my house for a while? I just need to get something done first." you mumbled to Dhani.

"Of course, need help with transport? I can open a portal for you if you give me your home address" Dhani suggested.

You nodded your head indicating that you accepted the suggestion. Then you started giving your home address to Dhani. Without wasting any time, Dhani started wearing the sling ring and making the hands motion you saw before. Sparks of fire began to appear little by little before the spark grew larger and formed a large coil of sparks in the air. Dhani stopped and looked into the portal.

"sheesh.. you got a big house there, Girl." Dhani admitted while looking around the living room of your house.

"thanks" you mumbled and started to limping into the coil of fire.

"Can I come in?" Dhani asks for permission.

You looked at Dhani. "yeah, feel free to make it like your own home. I just need to go to my room for a while"

Dhani nodded and took off her shoes and walked towards the dining table and placed her shoes next to the dining chair. You just looked at Dhani for a moment and shook off your reverie and walked towards your bedroom.

As soon as you entered the door of your room, you slowly closed the door without locking it and thought for a moment. That's it, you will leave all this here and start a new life. But before that, you have to tell Stephen. But, what do you want to say to him?

'Hey Stephen. Listen, this is a bit crazy but I'm going abroad for a few months so don't be naughty'

Gahh, seriously do you want to tell him like that? You definitely deserve a lecture from Stephen later. You groaned in frustration.

"nghh, what should I say to him?" you whispered to yourself.

You sighed heavily and took your phone out of your pocket. The phone opened and your thumb slid to the screen and pressed Stephen's contact message. You were blank there for a moment. Dammit. What are you doing?

You held your phone with both hands and slowly you slid your back against the door and sat on the floor. Your knees were brought to your chest and your eyes were on the phone screen. Your walking stand is placed lifelessly to the side

You: Stephen?

You sent the message and waited for a reply from him.

Giraffe: hey

Stephen replied shortly.

You remain looking at the message without any movement.

Giraffe: Y/n? You there?

You quickly responded.

You: yeah, I'm here.

Giraffe: why are you texting? is something wrong? do you want something?

You: no no.. I'm good. I just need to tell you something.

Giraffe: *typing..*

Giraffe: what what is it?

You sigh. Oh, what do you want to say to him? How?

You: do you remember the things I said about learning to accept fate, right?

Giraffe: yes?

You: and we can't change our fate, right?

Giraffe: I don't like where this is going

You: well, I lied about that.

Giraffe: what do you mean?

You: that we have to learned to accept fate and cannot change our fate. Well I lied about that. I can't accept that honestly.

Giraffe: what?

You: the things is.. I can't pretend to accept all this.

There was some silence for a while.

You: I can't accept what is happening now. I'm tired..

Giraffe: what are you talking about? Are you ok?

You: of course not.. duh.. just want to tell you that I'm going out of the country for a few months.

Yup, surely you are now on autopilot. Your mood is all messed up.

Giraffe: what? where? that long seriously? with who?

There Stephen mother nature is finally coming out. You can imagine what his voice was like when he said that. Always the one who worries.

You: just a place far from here.. for peace

Giraffe: is it therapy?

You: sort of.. i don't know

Giraffe: if you don't know, why do you want to go that far? Nope, I'm coming now.

You: no need, I'm already there.

You lied. You can't let Stephen come here. Dangerous and later everything will be a mess. You hate explaining something to people. You hate lying to him. But sometimes you have to lie to him.

Giraffe: what? then why only now you want to tell me that you have arrived there already?

You: sorry.. jet lag.

Giraffe: silly... seriously who are you with now?

You bit your lip anxiously. Fingernails tapping the side of the phone several times.

You: Dhani.

Giraffe: who?

You: Dhani Omens. She's the one who brought me here.

Giraffe:...

Giraffe: who?

You: the one patient Ain told me before.

Giraffe: did you ever mention her to me?

You: ...

You are stiff. Have you ever mentioned Dhani's name to Stephen before? probably not.

You:.. no?

Giraffe: exactly. So I don't know her.

You: are you worried about me?

Giraffe: no.. just want to know that you were not kidnapped or held hostage.

You: Asshole.

Giraffe: no need to be rough.

You: i need to go...

Giraffe: why now?

You: I need some space.

Giraffes...

Stephen was silent for a moment. You start to feel guilty. After a few moments you waited for a reply from Stephen, you started to get up and reached for your walking stick and staggered to your bed. The phone was thrown on the bed and you knelt down to grab the luggage bag from under your bed. The dark blue luggage opened and you let out a heavy breath. This is it. Time to go.

You then walked to the closet and drawers and took out several pairs of shirts, underwears and pants from the closet. Still no notifications from Stephen, you started to close the luggage bag after you finished folding and packing your clothes and toiletries into the luggage bag.

And then, you reached for your walking stick and with a small groan you picked up the medium sized luggage and set it on the floor so you could push the luggage. You sigh for hundreds of times for today. If Stephen is still silent then this is the end of the conversation between the two of you. You're not blocking him or deleting his number.. it's just that you won't reply to any messages or contact anyone while you're in the Kamar Taj.

As soon as you came out of your room with the luggage bag pushed by you, you looked at Dhani who was reading one of your biography books on the sofa in an upright and somewhat awkward sitting position.

Just heard the door of the room open, Dhani perked and raised his eyes there was a sound and there you are standing diagonally with a medium sized dark blue luggage looking at you.

"oh, you ready?" Dhani got up and put the book she was reading back on the shelf.

You nodded slightly. "yeah, let's go"

Dhani nodded and made a motion to open the portal immediately. After the portal was big enough for the two of you to enter, Dhani nodded slightly to you as a sign for you to enter first before walking to the dining table and taking her shoes. You entered and looked around the corridor. This time the two of you are no longer in the room where you first met The Ancient One but in a slightly dim corridor accompanied by the setting sun. Fortunately there are lights on there so you don't have to walk in the dark. Dhani entered and put her shoes back on and closed the portal.

"come on, I'll show you where your room will be" Dhani tipped her head towards the corridor and walked forward.

You follow Dhani closely from behind because you are worried about being left behind. Some students have just returned from training and some have just left their room to do something. So it is not surprising that this corridor is quite busy and a little crowded. Some of the students may have night classes or just want to go to the kitchen for dinner.

"Dhani, yo!" shouted a young man from behind you.

You turned around and looked at the brown haired, tall and skinny man in front of you. Dhani seems to recognize him from the way her eyes lit up when looking at the man.

"Yo, John." Dhani greets him.

"night class?" the man named John asked Dhani. He still doesn't seem to notice you. That's alright.

"nope, just want to show the new member to her room" Dhani nodded at you.

John who seems to have just noticed you started looking at you and widened his eyes.

"oh! You're Doctor L/n right? oh, yes. I've seen you many times in documentaries on TV about medicine and treatment and all. Oh my!" John excitedly said louder. His smile was as wide as the ocean, his eyes twinkled with stars.

You awkwardly nodded in appreciation. "yes.. that's me.."

"I always watch documentaries about how you make new techniques with Doctor Strange or just some effective treatment on TV.. I'm really interested" John continued excitedly he reached out and shook your hand a few times and let go. His carefree energy is still full.

You nodded a few times awkwardly. You just want to get out of this situation. I mean you are used to meeting people who are excited to see you but you are really uncomfortable. Dhani as if sense that you shifted your foot several times started to catch the hint and then looked at John.

"It's best if we both go first, after all she looks tired. We can continue tomorrow." Dhani pulled back, her hand holding yours tightly.

John nodded. "yeah, well nice to meet you, Doctor L/n. Hope we can work together." John winked with a big smile and left.

Dhani sighs. "well that's John Smith for you. He's always excited to meet new people."

(Uhuk..👀 The Doctor)

"seems like he has an energy drink that is always full in his body" You mumbled.

"he's always like that, Y/n..come on. We should go to your room. give me the luggage bag, let me lighten your load. You should rest your legs. No more pressure" Dhani took the luggage bag from your hand and walk with the right hand holding your hand and the left hand pulling the luggage bag.

Not long after, the two of you arrived at a dark brown wooden door. Dhani let go of your hand and looked around before pointing towards the door of the room next to your new room.

"This is your room and next to your room is my room. So if you want anything feel free to knock on my door or just shout my name from your room. I'm a light sleeper so I wake up early for no reason. Sometimes it's because I'm hungry. Or just want to go to the toilet" Dhani explained and pushed the door of your room after she opened the lock.

"tadaa! Your room. It's not much, it's not small but it can still be called a room or home" Dhani flicked the light switch after taking off her shoes and technically the room was bright with light bulbs.

The medium-sized bed next to the window looks neat and clean, a small medium-sized drawer is placed next to the bed along with a wooden table next to it that is well maintained and without decay. Same goes to the carpet in the middle of the room which is dark brown. The wooden floor and cement walls that are painted brown really make the vibes in the room quite calm and cozy. The smell of old books on the bookshelf complements your new room.

"well this is more than enough. I love it" you said sincerely.

Dhani nodded. "yeah, it's cozy right? Best feeling for studying and everything. even more so when it rains." Dhani smiled widely and nudged your elbow.

"I can feel that" you nodded and decided to relax your sore muscles by sitting on the bed. You breathed a sigh of relief. A walking stick is propped up on a wooden table.

Dhani placed your luggage bag near the wooden table and opened the window to let in the breeze.

"well, feel free to shower, meditate or sleep although I prefer to read at this time because come on, who doesn't want to read in this twilight air? It's fresh and good" Dhani suggested and then stretched her hand in the air to try to relax and cracking her sore back.

"well, if you say so. I will try to take your suggestion after I settle in here" you patted your soft bed.

"a solid choice" Dhani said before fishing out her pocket to achieve something. Magically, out of nowhere Dhani took out a piece of paper that was slightly torn from her pocket.

"here" Dhani handed the paper to you.

You took it and looked strangely at the writing on the piece of paper.

'Shambala'

"What is this? a spell?"

Dhani looked at your confused face weirdly. "No, that's the wifi password. We're not savages, lah"

"oh.. thanks"

Dhani nodded. "Well, I better go.. I want to clean myself and eat. If you want to join me for dinner, that's fine."Dhani offered.

you nodded. "that's fine.. I'm not hungry but I'll take your offer after I get used to the new place."

"alrighty, then see you at dinner" Dhani tipped her head goodbye and put on her shoes again before walked out of your room and closed the door.

You look around. Well, here it is. Your new life. After everything you fought, you were finally surrounded in a place like this. cool. The evening breeze gently blew on your face making you wake up from your reverie. You look out the window. The sky is getting darker, the moon is starting to appear and so are the stars. Well this place is quieter than where you live. The place that never sleeps. You pulled out your phone and opened Stephen's message. He still didn't reply. You sighed sadly. You didn't mean to say that to Stephen. You just need a large space to get rid of all this. But you can't run away from problems.

You: take care of yourself and don't be naughty.

You sent the last message then turned off your phone and put it in the drawer next to the bed. You started to throw yourself on the bed with a pleasure groan. And that's how your new 'life' begins.

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If you get Stephen Strange then I get John Smith from Doctor Who. ARGHHH 10TH MY BELOVED IS MINE HERE.

-Dhani <3

[whitejays-galaxy]

9 Fandom Folks to Get to Know better

First of all, @charmwasjess and @just-a-repa tagged me, thank you so much :3

I am blessed to be surrounded by so many nice people💖

3 Ships I Like: I have so many ships I love but my current top three are: Snape x Lily(from HP), Sifo x Dooku(from SW), N x Uzi(from MD)

First Ship Ever: I wasn't a shipper when I was a kid tbh. I started to ship fictional characters when I was like.... um... in middle school?

Anyway my first ship was Snape x Lily, since yeah, I was a huge Potterhead back then(nowadays, not so much, ever since I found out the author was transphobic. I still adore the books tho)

Last Song You Heard: Arcane- To Ashes and Blood(I'm listening to all Arcane ost songs and Hazbin/Helluva boss songs lately)

I just love listening to lyrics in songs and imagining scenes for my future animations(if they are vivid enough I just leave them in messy storyboard form so I can use the idea when I go to an animation uni)

Favorite Childhood Book: I liked books with animals. LOTS AND LOTS OF ANIMALS(and I still do. Makes sense since I'm both a furry and a therian)

I can't choose one, but some of the books I loved are Warriors, Watership Down, Harry Potter, Wimpy Kid, Wings of Fire, Redwall... etc

Currently Reading: The Hunger Games. That book is a fucking masterpiece. Highly recommend.

Not suited for the weak-hearted btw.

Currently Watching: Avatar. Not the one with the blue monkeys, that movie sucks. I meant Avatar: The Last Airbender

I recently found out this animation series existed. NO JOKE.

I'VE BEEN LIVING UNDER A ROCK.

And I can see why it's so popular even now. It's one of the best animation series I've ever seen(my top three are 1. Arcane, 2. Avatar, 3 TCW). I just love the story and all the different cultures in the character designs(I was surprised to see my country represented in it tbh)

Currently Consuming: Just random Korean dishes(banchan) that my mom and grandma made, as well as rice. Can't live without rice.

Currently Craving: Malatang. It's originally a Chinese dish, but there's a Korean x Chinese fusion version that teens and young adults in Korea really like. It's really filling and warms you up on a cold winter day. (too bad it's expensive for a highschooler to afford or I'd have eaten it every day lol)

No pressure tags @wingedfool-1, @purple-ant

I'm quite introverted and awkward and people scare me so I dunno a lot of people here.

But here are two awesome people I tagged.

Srry if I bothered you😅👍

[misguidedasgardian]

The lovely Hallows (I.I)

I. Diagon Alley

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: Your godmother takes you to buy your list of things for Hogwarts, is it a nightmare, luckily, you find your best friend 

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic), reader is a reader insert EXCEPT FOR her last name, I need something to call her by, except for that, she is un-described 

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia (?), that is what i’m going to call for racism against muggles 😂😂with Draco we are going to have a lot of that

Wordcount: 3.0 k

Notes: I’m so excited for this, it took a lot of thinking because first they are children and it’s kinda boring, but I love Harry Potter! I’m a late Potterhead bloomer haha, anyways… here they are! 

Your godmother was more excited than you when she woke you up the very day before school starts. You needed to go to Diagon Alley to pick up your things for your first school year. So you got dressed in a nice skirt, blouse and sweater, and she grabbed your hand as you used the Flu powders inside the house’s chimney

The apparition was immediate and just like that, you were in Diagon Alley, your godmother immediately summoned a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped your face from any cinder or ash.

You had accompanied her to the Alley before, and you walked through the busy street as looked in awe at the owls, the wands and cauldrons, and this time, they will finally going to belong to you 

“I want nothing but the best for my little niece”, you heard your aunt speak out loud, “for her first year at Hogwarts”, many families were walking up and down the alley with smiles on their faces, many first years, and some older, you saw the Weasley family from afar, they were very identifiable with their bright red heads.

You entered the store they just left, for your books, as your godmother gave the list to the store clerk, and as he handed her the books, she started passing them on to your poor house elf that had come with you to help with the shopping. The pile of books became too much, surpassing the poor servant, and you had to take the rest, soon they surpassed you too.

And you exited the store without being able to look at anything.

Luckily Meek teleported itself back to your house, to leave the books, came back to you to grab yours and repeated the action.

“Thank you”, the elf didn’t speak much, he just nodded and apparated out and back again

“Can I get the nimbus 2000?”, you asked your godmother, “please? I’ve been saving coins…”

“You cannot my dear”, she said, pushing you down the street, “we were reminded that first years cannot bring their own broomsticks, maybe for next year”, and it sounded silly, but you wanted to cry, it meant that no quidditch for you

You bought in other stores the brass scale, a telescope (of course the black one with silver details), the cauldron and a beautiful set of antique crystal phials, now you were only missing your wand, and your familiar, and for the last one, you really wanted an owl, even though your godmother had given you that look, she preferred a cat, they were cleaner, but you promised you would clean after your owl.

So when you looked up at your godmother, and found her distracted speaking to an old friend she encountered, you took the opportunity to grab your small purse, and enter the first owlery that was closest to you. 

The store was a little bit run down, and you immediately got hit by a strong smell of bird waste and hay, and the hoots of the beautiful birds, you look at each and every one of them, they were big, small and medium sized, brown ones, even a beautiful snow white one… but a big set of orange eyes caught your eyes

“Are you here to choose your familiar little girl?”, an old man said behind a wooden desk, making you jump, “A owl?”, you nodded, enthusiastically, looking back at your aunt through the glass, she was still speaking to that friend, “Owls are fascinating creatures, very smart, and this ones are already trained to fetch letters and packages”, he said, he pointed to a Barn owl with huge black eyes

“Yeah, I love them”, you said, admiring the bird, but your gaze returned to a silvery cage, at the back of the store, as you looked closely, you noticed those enchanting orange eyes belonged to a big black owl, it’s feathers were ruffled, and she looked a little scruffy, but she was gorgeous, the store manager followed your gaze and smiled nervously

“She is… strange”, the Owl handler said, and you looked at him, “but you felt a bond didn’t you?”, and you nodded

“I want that one”, you said, and he only nodded, walking towards the back of the store and brought you the magnificent creature 

“She is a Southern white-faced owl, but with a strange condition that is called melanism, turn her feathers black you see”, he explained, and she was so beautiful, “Be careful little witch, she bites”, he said, concern when you opened her cage, and he was amazed when the bird let you touch her feathery head

“I’ll take her”, you said with a wide smile

You got out of the shop holding the cage with difficulty, and when you saw your godmother’s face, you knew you had made the right choice

“What is that?”, she asked, pointing at your familiar

“my owl, I just bought it, do you like it?”, you asked simply

“That is not…”, she wanted to fight you but when she saw your “innocent” smile, she knew it was a lost battle already, “I love her”, he said, with a weird fake smile, she sneaked a finger through the bars to pet her, and she bit her

“She bites”, I warned, clearly late, and she just scowled at me

“Let’s get going”, she said, losing her short patience, and you walked behind her, happily

“Miss, let me take that for you”, said Meek, the house elf sworn to your family, but to make the task easy, you opened the cage and let your own perch on your shoulder.

“Thank you”, you said with a shy smile, and then you directed your attention to your owl, how were you going to name her?

“Basilik!”, you heard, behind you, you turned to meet Draco, your very best friend

“Hey Draco”, you said, smiling softly, he reached you, walking down the alleyway, and his mother walked right behind him. 

“You got your familiar I see, my father bought me an Eagle Owl, fearsome creature”, he said 

Draco eyed your big black owl, with round orange eyes

“Weird creature”, he admired, you giggled

“Be careful!”, you warned, when you saw him try to pet her, “She…”

“Au!”, Draco whined, looking at his bloodied finger

“... bites”, you said, smiling apologetically. Draco just glared at your owl and changed sides, walking to your left 

“I heard we will have an unusual amount of mudbloods this year!”, he said, poking his tongue out in sign of disgust

“You are only acting like a tosser because you fear they might be better than you!”, you mocked, trying to change the subject. Draco was your best friend, but when he spoke like that of people, you felt guilty, your chest tightened, you didn’t liked it 

“Yeah sure”, he said bitterly

“Here children, let’s go to Olivander’s”, said Narcissa, grabbing you both by the back of your necks to lead you to the most famous wand maker in the country

The man didn’t even doubt when it came to Draco, he nodded signaling you both to wait with his bony finger, and he went looking for his wand in the back of the store, when he returned, he had in his hand an spotless black box, when it opened, it revealed a perfect shaped wand with a silver handle

“10 inches, hawthorn wood, unicorn core”, he resumed, offering the wand to Draco, he took it, you saw concentration in his hand and the entirety of the wand shined with a golden light. He nodded with a smirk, he had found his wand and it looked like Olivander had made it for himself especially, but you guessed that it was it felt like to everybody

When you looked at the wand maker, he was looking right at you.

“Let’s try this one”, he directed himself to a shelf behind him, he came back with a whitish box in his boney hands

I grabbed the wand he was offering me, it was strange looking, I gave it a wave and a complete book case fell off the wall. You gasped, dropping the wand like it burned 

“Too unyielding”, he said, not even surprised, “strange”, because I was with Draco, he believed me to be deserving of an unyielding wand? I didn't even know what that meant. He looked at you one more time, giving it some thought, and then he went to the back of the store. 

The wand he offered you looked like an ordinary branch picked up from under a tree, you grabbed it in your hand gently, you pointed at no place in particular, and the single flower that was in a pot nearby, died, like immediately, your owl in your shoulder hoot nervously, flapping its wings hitting you in the face 

“NO!”, he said quickly, taking the wand from your hand 

“Sorry”, I whispered, even if it wasn’t my choice. His cloudy eyes met your face one more time, he seemed to be deeply analyzing you

“Let’s see”, he said, waggling his finger, he grabbed a box from a pile on his desk, and he gave it to you, it was a dark brown wand, it look like two branches had come together, twirling, melted together, the handle had metallic details imbedded in the wood. It was quite breathtaking

You held it and you looked at it, you felt as it had a life on it’s own, and it had taken to you, it shined just like draco’s

“Funny”, the man muttered, looking at you through his piercing blue eyes, “I just sold one just like this one, to the little boy before you, it’s twelve and half inches, very pliant, maple wood, dragonstring core”, he resumed, “the maple wood is considered for adventurous wizards, it will polish and nurture  itself as greater it becomes, just like the witch learns new spells”, he said, and you felt pretty proud, this was your wand, it was pretty cool, and the dragonstring core it turned it even cooler 

“Thank you Sr”, you said with a wide smile, admiring your wand 

“Remember little witch, the wand chooses the wizard, this wand called me this morning, knowing her owner was close”, he smiled and you, and you thanked him

“What a bunch of bollocks”, mocked Draco just as you closed the door of Ollivander’s behind you, “you don’t believe that do you?”, he mocked

“I don’t know, sounds pretty cool to me”, you giggled. 

As we were walking down the street, Narcissa and my Godmother behind us, we almost collided with an entire family that was coming out of an old bookstore

“Careful!” 

“Auch!”

“Look where you are going!”, many words were exchanged, not in the best of tones and when you made sure your owl was still perched on your shoulder, you looked up and you found yourself meeting with the Targaryen family

“Targaryen”, greeted Draco, but squinting his eyes and scrunching his nose, like when he did when he didn’t like something in particular

“Malfoy”, the smallest of the three, Aemond, took a step forwards to face him

“Narcissa”, what it looked like to be their mother, showed up behind them, placing her trembling hands on the shoulders of her two older children

“Alicent dear”, you looked up at aunt Narcissa and she was wearing one of those fake smiles that made you cringe, like when you two had done something mischievous but we were in front of someone else and she had to wait to get home to punish us

“Draco has gotten so big”, admired the auburn haired woman, who look as constipated as Narcissa did, even though they were at her house only yesterday

“I believe your youngest starts tomorrow as well?”, she asked

“Yes, Aemond”, she said, “Well only little Daeron is left, but he will start next year”

You looked at the strange looking children, they had even more silver hair than Draco, you’ve hair it was a common trait amongst really pure blooded wizards. The only girl catch you staring and smiled at you, you smiled back

“I’m Helaena”, she was just in front of you so nobody else heard, “she is cute”, she said, she moved a finger to caress my still nameless owl and for your surprise, she didn’t try to bite her

“Thank you, I’m (Y/N)”, you said smiling

“I’m in Hufflepuff, but I think you are going to be in Slytherin”, she muttered

“How do you know?”, you whispered, but you were interrupted, as the adults were saying their goodbyes

“I’ll see you around”, the strange interacted ended before it began, and suddenly you were being dragged again by your Godmother trough Diagon Alley

“My father says they are all blood traitors”, Draco said mockingly, whispering in your ear

“What do you mean?”, you asked back

“They are known for associating with mudbloods and muggles”, he said with that disgusted face you feared was going to get stuck on his face. “Their older sister, Rhaenyra, married a mudblood, Harwin Strong”, he mocked, “It’s embarrassing really, is even more embarrassing the fact that they practiced inbreeding for many generations”, you didn’t know what to make of that 

“Oh”, you looked back to watch the three silver heads walking in the opposite direction, they didn’t look like traitors to you, they didn’t look weird to you, but you didn’t dare to say anything

“We have an appointment with the tailors, sweety”, called my Godmother, “to make your robes for school”, she said excitedly, squeezing your shoulders, “and for merlin’s sake, put that bird away!”, she screeched, Meek appeared by your side with the cage and you reluctantly gave away your owl. 

And you turned to one less busy street, and soon you were before an impressive seamstress shop, elegant and classy. A small bell rang when you entered, and behind a counter a lady with dark hair, glasses and a handmade suit were waiting for you

“Ah! Narcissa darling! so good to see you! Is that Draco? a good little man he has become”, her voice was thunderous and high pitched, it made you want to cover your ears

“Isn’t he? we are here to get his robes for his first years at Hogwarts”, she said proudly, and then, she looked down at you

“And who is this sweetling?”

“(Y/N) Basilik”, presented your aunt

“She is so delicious, come, come!”, 

And as this lady placed you and Draco in a literal pedestal and took your measures, pieces of fabric flied from the shelved and to your body, you giggled when a turmoil of thread, fabrics, and silver needled all guided by that woman dressed you in your school uniform

“Will they go to Slytherin?”, she asked

“Of course”, is the only thing you heard 

 Then Narcissa took you to a Belgium tea shop, where of course Draco and you indulged in Belgium chocolate, drinking it, and eating as much as you could.

And then your godmother took you home

You lived in her house, mansion more like it, your godmother was a close friend of your family, your mother’s sister, and she was named your godmother when you were born.

And when your parents died, she became your guardian, she took you in when you were barely a baby, your father on his side had no known relatives, and your mother only had her after her parents passed when you were little. And you were being raised in your family home.

She has given you a comfortable life, your family lineage on your mother’s side assure her, you and many generations to come would live comfortably without having to work a day in your life.

Your aunt liked to move in amongst pure-bloods, amongst wizarding royalty, and that is how you were brought up, with Draco as your best friend, living in luxury.

You liked this life

Your parents died when you were barely a baby, in the first Wizarding war, they said they were death eaters, but your aunt never liked to discuss it, and you didn’t want to even ask. You felt something was wrong, she’d say she will tell you about it when you are older 

So you never asked again.

Deep down you preferred, living comfortably in a gray line between wrong and right, light and darkness, goodness and evil

But you didn’t want to dwell on this.

Tomorrow, you started at Hogwarts.

School for witchcraft and wizardry

You were excited, so excited you could barely sleep.

Tomorrow your godmother was taking you to King Cross station to take the Hogwarts express, you always liked trains, you were looking forward to it.

You were longing to burst out of that bubbled your aunt has created around you, you wanted to meet new people, make friends, but most of able, you were dying to learn spells, use magic, make potions, you were looking forwards to it

Your owl hooted by the window where you placed her cage, and you looked at her huge orange eyes. How were you going to name her?

Umbra

It meant shadow in Romanian 

You liked that, she looked like a shadow, perched in her silver cage. 

You were so nervous you actually prepared everything for the next day, what you were going to wear, you prepared your trunk with all the things you had bought, you couldn’t wait, you were so excited.

Tomorrow, it was going to be the start of a new life.