#and Hugo has grey eyes like his grandmother

[howhow326]

Actually, all of Marinette and Adrien's kids have black hair (because black is a dominant trait and Marinette no one in Marinette's family has blond hair), but when Emma uses the black cat miraculous it dyes her hair Blonde with green highlights like Kitty Noir!

I don't make the rules, sry not sry.

[poetic-emptiness-fanfic]

Morendo (Echoes of the Past 5: The “Aunt”)

Name of the fic comes from music vocabulary. It's an Italian word and means ”dying away”.

Characters: Afsoun Gul, Hande Kuura, Helena Kuura, Sardar Gul, Hugo Kuura, Nazali Satrinava, Julian Devorak & Asra Alnazar (mentioned)

Content warnings: mention of miscarriage & a character death

Words: ~2 700

@arcana-echoes​

Afsoun Gul, the firstborn of Kourosh and Aytan Gul. The apple of her parents' eyes – for so many times had they tried to have a child, but all of them had ended in miscarriage. When Afsoun let out her first cry, both of her parents burst into tears of joy – they finally had a child who survived the pregnancy. They thought it was a miracle, like magic, so they named her Afsoun which means charm or spell in Karnassian. She stayed healthy and grew up in a loving, if a little overprotective home. Her olive skin, wavy, dark brown hair, Roman nose and bright, green eyes drew everyone's attention even when she was a child. Although she was outgoing, she had this mysterious aura around her. Just over a month after she had turned 8, she surprisingly became the big sister to a baby brother, Sardar. Despite their age difference, the siblings grew closer as Sardar grew up. At the age of 11 Afsoun started to manifest magic. Her maternal grandmother trained her first, but after her passing, she studied on her own – when she was 25, she moved to Vesuvia and bought a magic shop to practice her occupation as a magician.

”Listen, I just got a letter from Afsoun,” Sardar states seriously when he comes to living room where Helena and Hande are knitting. Both of the women raises their heads from their works and scrutinise Sardar questioningly. His expression is worried, ”She told me she's come down with something, but isn't sure what. She belittles it, of course, and I don't like it one bit, I think we must go see her – it might be serious.” Helena and Hande look at each other, worry clear on their faces, as well. Afsoun rarely became ill and it must be something serious, if she doesn't know what it is. Helena thinks for a moment, before talking to her husband, ”Love, what do you think, if we also ask Hugo to join us? He understands magical aspects of healing and illnesses better than anyone I know – he's taught Hande, after all.” Sardar's eyes are filled with adoration and his grimace turns into a hopeful smile, ”Esheq zendegua men¹, that's a wonderful idea! Why didn't I think of that? Could you please write to him immediately? He can come straight to Vesuvia, if he's available.”

They leave the very next day. Sardar has rented a carriage for them. Hande doen't like to be that near to horses, but she swallows her fear and with trembling hands she enters the carriage. Once she's inside it gets a little easier, but she's ashamed that she's so horrified of those innocent creatures. Once her parents are inside with her, both of them take her hands in their own – like they could sense her fear – and smile to her encouragingly. ”It's going to be okay, afetab men². Just deep breaths,” Sardar says calmingly. Hande closes her eyes and breaths. She feels the hands of her parents and finds it relieving – she's safe. After some time, she finally opens her eyes and looks around. The panic has been subsided, and they can start their journey to Vesuvia.

***

Three days later

Afsoun's whole body aches. She had hoped to open her shop today, but how could she? Even a thought of leaving her bed makes her body ache more. But she has to, there are still chores to do, and who would take care of Azar if not her? With a groan, Afsoun rises up – it really worsens her pain, but she ignores it. Now is not time for lying around. She drags herself to the bathroom to wash her face and teeth, but almost loses her balance when she glances in a mirror. She can't believe her eyes, and moves closer to see better. ”Oh my goodness...” slips from her mouth. Her scleras have turned to crimson. This is bad... I need to see a doctor. She forces herself to change clothes, put on a shawl to prevent others to notice her eyes and puts protection spells on her shop's front door, before she leaves to visit Dr. Satrinava. She has even co-operated with them a few years ago and she knows they are in town right now.

Normally Afsoun would just walk, but she feels so exhausted already she takes a carriage to bring her to the outskirts of South End. She has heard, that instead of the Palace (Countess Nadia is their sister, after all) Dr. Satrinava is staying in an inn at South End, and is currently visiting their former apprentice, who has a clinic there. Luckily the driver knows where the clinic is and they are there in no time. Afsoun pays the driver and thank them before knocking on the clinic's door. She hears a voice of an unfamiliar person calling her to come in and she opens the door. She looks around her: the clinic is small, but clean and cozy. In the office there's a young, tall, lanky man with curly auburn hair and grey eyes. His skin is even paler than Hande's, Afsoun notices. ”Good morning! How can I help you?” greets the man with lively and warm voice. He seems to be a nice person, Afsoun thinks before she anwers, ”Good morning. I have heard, that Dr. Satrinava is at the South End. Are they here?”

Before the man can answer, Afsoun hears some voice from the back room, and when the door opens, there comes Dr. Satrinava with their red shawl and playful glint in their violet eyes. ”Did someone call for me?” they ask in that always friendly tone of theirs. Afsoun can't help, but grin, ”I should have known, that instead of that fancy Palace you'd stay in the rowdier parts of this town, Nazali.” Dr. Satrinava looks a little pensive at first, but then a recognition hits them, ”Could that be always so mysterious magician Afsoun Gul? It's been ages! Didn't know you've started to use shawls during summer!” They approach Afsoun to hug them, but Afsoun steps back, ”I think it would be better, if you don't come too close to me. I have come down with some foul disease, and I don't know if it's contagious.” Before she can explain any further, the red-haired man opens his mouth, confused, ”Erm, you two know each other?” Nazali glances at the man and slams their hand on their forehead, ”Where are my manners? Yes, Afsoun, this is Dr. Julian Devorak, a former apprentice of mine and now a doctor with his own clinic. Julian, this is Afsoun Gul, a gifted magician – don't give that face, Julian! I'm sorry, he's a little jumpy about magic – who helped me with some tenacious epidemic a few years ago.”

Although Dr. Devorak seems to be wary about the fact, that Afsoun is a magician, he still smiles to her and greets her very politely – one could say he's actually charming. ”Please to meet you, Dr. Devorak. You don't need to worry, I won't bite,” Afsoun says a little mischief in her voice. Dr. Devorak relaxes a little and lets out a chuckle, ”Please, call me Julian. Friends of Dr. Satrinava's are my friends, too.” Afsoun smiles, although none of the others can see it because of her shawl. Then Nazali asks, what is this ”foul disease” Afsoun is talking about. Suddenly, Afsoun remembers her aches again and her legs give out. Julian catches her in time and helps her to sit on a chair. ”Well, for a few days I've only had a sore throat and muscle aches. Today, I saw this,” Afsoun says and takes down her shawl to reveal her eyes. Nazali's eyes widen in surprise and worry when they see Afsoun's eyes, ”Oh no... Not you, too...”

***

Disbelief. Numbness. Those are the things Afsoun is feeling on her way back home. She who was almost never ill, has come down with something even doctors don't know, what it exactly is. Only that all who have gotten it so far, haven't survived it. Nazali has told Afsoun that her case is the second one they've seen in Vesuvia – others have been on battle fields. They also said not to throw in the towel, but Afsoun couldn't share their optimism. This disease is unknown, so what are the odds she's going to survive that? Not so great. Nazali promised to come to see her every day at home calls – well, at least she'll be in good hands when it comes to pain relief... She also thanks her sense, that she had made her will years ago, just in case. All will go to her niece, Hande.

Afsoun had never married or had children of her own. That didn't bother her, though – she has never wanted those things to herself, after all. She has always been more than happy with her friends, Sardar and his family. She's only going to be sorry, how much pain she'll cause to Sardar with this. Like he hasn't lost enough already... How on Earth has she gotten this disease, she just can't understand it. A fit of cough takes control of her body – like the aches weren't enough already. Well, if Hande decides to keep the shop, she's going to be great with shopkeeping: customers love her, she's extremely skilled magician for her age and she has also intelligence which will help her with budgeting and bookkeeping. Luckily she's already 21 years old, so she's also more than capable to move to live on her own.

When the carriage arrives in front of her shop, she's surprised: there's another carriage in front of it. Oh no... Could it be Sardar? Now Afsoun regrets that she has told her brother about her disease. Painstakingly she manages to get out of her carriage and pay the driver. Afsoun drags herself towards her home's door and yes: Sardar, Helena and Hande are standing there, looking puzzled and worried. When Afsoun makes her presence known to others, Sardar and Hande both are trying to come to hug her, but she stops them, ”No! It might be contagious!” She explains her visit to see Nazali and how her prognosis is far from good. She even tries to convince them to return home, even when she knows it's taken them many days to travel here. Sardar and Helena won't hear any of it and tell, how they have also invited Helena's younger brother, Hugo, to see if he could do something. Afsoun lets out a sigh, ”Oh well, but please, be very careful and remember to wash your hands as often as possible.” With that, Sardar helps his sister to enter back to her home while Helena and Hande follow suit.

***

A week later

It's over. Afsoun Gul has passed away at the age of 55 with her brother, sister-in-law, niece and brother of her sister-in-law by her side. The disease took its toll of Afsoun really fast and no matter what Nazali, Hugo or Hande tried to do to help her, nothing could be done. Sardar has broken down completely, crying beside her big sister's bed – he is now the only living member of his family.

Although Helena nor Hande cry easily, both of their faces are now covered with tears. Hugo is also sad, although Afsoun wasn't as close to him as she was to Helena's family. He also knows, how much they all have already gone through, and this is just too much. The soldiers of Count Lucio had come to the shop and demanded, that Afsoun's corpse should be given for them to burn, but Sardar got furious – his wife and daughter had never seen him like that. Sardar stated, that Afsoun's body will be moved to Karnassos where she will be buried beside their parents. ”The Count has taken enough away from me – he won't take my sister's body. End of discussion!” had Sardar shouted to them, and soldiers decided it would be better to give in, especially since they had a Satrinava on their side.

Later that day, Helena finds Afsoun's will while cleaning her room. She asks everyone to the kitchenette where she opens it. Helena offers the document to Sardar, but he shakes his head, eyes still red due to all crying. Helena nods and takes her husband's hand when she starts to read the will. Only Hande seems surprised about the fact, that Afsoun has left all of her possessions to her – including her shop. ”But... Why me?” she whispers, staring at the table. Sardar sniffs and turns to her daughter, ”Because, afetab men, you are the only one of us, who can do magic. She doesn't have her own children and she has trained you since you were a toddler. Afsoun is... was proud of you and I think she wanted to give you a chance to live your own life.”

”But what about going to university? You have saved money so I could go to Prakra to study even more magic...” Helena takes her daughter's hand and squeezes it reassuringly, speaking in Hongas, ”My darling, of course you don't need to decide yet. You have many options: you can sell the shop, rent it or keep it and apply to university later. Me and your father just want you to be happy, so don't do anything you think we expect you to do. Give yourself time and think carefully, what YOU want to do.” Hugo nods in approval and Sardar has understood his wife's words as well, and agrees in Karnassian, ”Your mother is right. You are 21 years already, it's your own life and it should be you who make the decisions.” Hande looks at her parents and uncle. She hasn't ever needed to make a decision that big, and only a thought of that makes her skin crawl. Well, like äiti and baba had said, she has time – luckily...

***

Dear Asra,

I'm sure you have heard by now, that amme³ Afsoun has died. It was some foul disease, which the doctors there or even my uncle Hugo have never seen before – they all were flabbergasted. My family and me were there, when it happened, and it was heartbreaking to witness her withering away in a week... I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was coming there – I was so worried about amme and the disease seems to be contagious, so I didn't want to risk your health and life. We (me, äiti, baba and Hugo) needed to be quarantined for two weeks at amme's house. Luckily none of us got infected...

I have a surprise for you: I'm going to move to Vesuvia. We found Afsoun's will and she has left her shop and all of her other possessions to me. I was surprised for that – yes, I am the only magician of my family, but still... I have discussed the matter with my äiti and baba, and they thought the magic shop gives a better opportunity to practice my profession than it is with my current way in Karnassos.

To be honest, I'm a little nervous about it. I've always lived in Karnassos and leaving this city for good feels a little scary for me. Shopkeeping is also a great responsibility – will I manage to uphold my amme's legacy and am I skilled enough to keep it? Still, I'm also excited: I will get a new adventure, and what's best, we can see each other more often than before.

I'm moving to Vesuvia in a month – there are some legal aspects to finish yet, and I have also my own arrangements to make, before I can leave. Could you help me with moving in, while we arrive to Vesuvia? Äiti and baba are going to come with me to help with all the things I take from here.

I can't wait to hear from you! Stay safe and send my love to Muriel!

Best wishes,

Your friend Pixie

TRANSLATIONS:

¹ ”The love of my life”

² ”my sunshine”

³ paternal aunt

NOTES:

Azar is the stove salamander and Afsoun's familiar

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[crazyclownthanos]

Mirage Adlai

“You’re the right one here?! Please stop trying to make me snoop to your level”

“Carrying on the will of Yuno? Well don’t you know”

Character information

Mirage is one of the leading protagonists in White Clover. He is a nobleman of the Adlai family current leaded by his older brother Droite Adlai, having their headquarters located in Maratopia Mirage resides in Nean Village with his siblings and parents Grey and Gauche Adlai.

Mirage comes from the French origin meaning “Illusion & Fantasy”

Alias:

Mirror Mirage

Licorice (Drioite)

Mini Gauche (Asta)

Ba ba-tan (Eleanor & Lawé)

Bakarage (Noelle) ———-> Baka + Mirage

Smart Shrimp (Zora)

Title(s):

Hugo eyes

Will carrier of Yuno

Member of the fearsome three

Member of the new light triad

General information

Status: Alive

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Affinity: Forcefield magic

Age: 11 (At the start of White Clover)

Birthday: December 4th

Constellation: Sagittarius

Height: 151cm

Weight: 38kg (83.7p)

Blood type: A

Hair: Black (dyed)

Relatives: Grey Aldai (Mother), Gauche Adlai (Father), Marie Adlai (Aunt), Droite Adlai (older brother), Lawé Adlai (second older brother), Eleanor Adlai (Younger sister), Unmaed step aunts, Unamed Grandfather, Undernamed step Grandmother.

Apperance

Mirage’s original hair color was blue though the color never suited him and with the magic touch of hair dye his hair turned from blue to black after using multiple packets of hair dye. Mirage sports black ruffled up hair as well as bangs that cover his left eye

Mirage is the tallest of the fearsome three standing at 151cm taller than the average 11 year old. He isn’t too interesting to look at it but he’s sure a sly character to look at.

Mirage hates formal clothing and isn’t ashamed to walk around in any form of clothing out in public. His usual wear consists of a loose baby blue long sleeve with an untied string at the front, Navy blue pants to add and brown lace knee boots.

Personality

Mirage is a confident person who isn’t afraid to speak his mind often communicating smart strategies or useful advice that would help advance the party, he has a favor of being right in every conversation though whenever he’s proven to be wrong he gets angry fast this is one of the results of him being short tempered. All of the Adlai children have anxiety triggers and Mirages anxiety trigger is being complicated so openly giving the mode of “Grey mode” this causes Mirage to turn red, cover his face, wobble his names, etc. Aside from his anxiety trigger Mirage inherits Gauche’s traits of quick thinker and affective strategies thankfully no sibling complex’s. Summoning up his personality Mirage will not be afraid of calling seomone out and is a chilled person to be around for sure somebody everyone can rely on.

Traits

Intelligent

Confident

Keen thinker

Tactician

Reliable

Opinionated

Short tempered

Sad

Relationships

Family

Grey Adlai

For the longest of years Grey had prioritized raising her 4 children and Mirage had acknowledge this knowing what she went through of her own childhood trauma Mirage feels special to call Grey his mummy often helping her out around the house.

Gauche Adlai

Sometimes Mirage can find his father a little strange with his complex worrying that someone would mistake him a predator, his foolish actions can be a little embarrassing among all of the weird stuff Gauche does Mirage likes Gaiche and thinks of him as a cool dad.

Droite Adlai

Droite would always tease Mirage often playing around with him if he were a cat. He thought of his brother as a man of care but yet a man of danger he. These two had a 6 year age difference and with Droites duties of a magic knight and running an undercover agency they never had room to talk a lot but nonetheless they like each other.

Lawé Adlai

Same with Lawé, Lawé would always ruffle up Mirage though these two have a 4 year age gap, Mirage carries memories of them painting and taking morning strolls in the fields warm memories he remembers. This soon changed after feeling a ghastly disturbance in his aura causing Miragw to be suspicious of him. Mainly Mirage tries his best to be supporting and kind to his brother.

Eleanor Adlai

Out of all his siblings Mirage feels the closest to Eleanor having a 2 year age gap and Mirage consentenly helps with Eleanor doing daily activities. With Eleanor being blind and the youngest child all of her brothers can be overprotective off her welbeing.

Marie Adlai

Mirage easily get along with Marie the two of them have a close relationship you can always spot the two organizing dinner, buying groceries or chasing down a criminal.

Fearsome three/light triad

Karra Marron

Karra and Mirage are bestfriends. Always backing up each other in the craziest situations, Mirage isn’t stupid enough to let Karra to give her money and ask her to buy food that would be stupid. To describe their dynamic they have strict mother-daughter dynamic always laughing about some joke or Mirage lecturing Karra. Mirage sees Karra as a reckless, idiotic, brave, vibrant person, someone he would trade anyone in the world for.

Ace Silva

Mirage makes sure to look out for Ace. Seeing Ace break down infront of him and Korra was the most disappointing feeling ever becuase he wasn’t there to protect him, since that day Mirage has been protective of Ace like a mother duck always checking up on him seeing if he’s 100%. Hearing about him being the vessel tot he white devil his opnion of Ace never changed devil or not Ace was still Ace to him.

Others

Yuno Ginberryall

Mirage dosen’t know too much on Yuno but he does know he is the will carrier of him. Only speaking on occasion his read of aura was bright and grew to like him pretty fast connecting to him with every word on the ideals of this world. He views Yuno as a capable person who he believes that he can do better than him.

Genji

Mirage thinks of Genji as the first person he can count on. His high skills and excessive knowledge impressed him on their first encounter though he does find the fox transformation a little bit odd but overall from his point of view Mirage thinks of him as a hopeful boy with unlimitless poitential.

Battle powers

Magic

Forcefield Magic: Forcefield magic allows Mirage to create a purple time of space where he has the ability to levitate, stop time, store and shield

Left eye?

Abilities

Creative mana: Mirage use this creative to use his forcefield magic in ways a normal mage couldn’t

Keen Intellect: Mirage is told to be known for his quick adaption to any situation

Aura reader: Lawé talks on chakras had an impact on Mirage and using the knowledge he gained he use them in a new light, a light to read people’s auras

Tacticin: Being only 11 year olds Mirage comes up with a smart strategies ensuring everyone’s safety and acknowledging the circumstances

High mana detection: Mirage possess high level of mana detection

Physical Strength 2/5

Magic amount 4/5

Magic control 5/5

Magic sensing 5/5

Cleverness 5/5

Always wanting to be right 5/5

Trivia

Mirage is heavily ispired by Ray from the the promised neverland

His left eye socket is a tool that will be useful in the future saga

He was originally going to have blonde hair

Mirage was named after one of Gauche’s spells out of his grimoire

Favorite food are pastries (all types)

Likes are being the right one in the conversation and ducks

Has a strange fear to owls

[wearesungreenmylove]

Chapter Eight: Senior Prank But It’s Third Years

Word Count: 2063

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Too soon, the Christmas holiday is over and everyone returns to Hogwarts. I’d never realized just how loud everyone was. Even just people studying, their quills scratching across parchment, is louder than I thought.  It’s only the second day back and teachers have already started piling on the homework. Deciding to ignore the mountain of homework on my bed, I opt for a walk outside.

Scorpius joins me on the grounds while snow falls around us. We walk next to each other, the ground littered with big soggy flakes.

He shivers. "It is so cold out here." He tugs his cloak around him. His muffler hat is wrapped tightly over his head, but his nose is pink.

"And that is exactly why we're out here." He looks at me, a mixture of confusion and betrayal on his face. "Nobody else is out here because it's so cold, which makes it the perfect place to plan a prank.”

"Who are we pranking? And why?"

"We are gonna give James a taste of his own medicine."

Scorpius giggles a little bit at that. "What?"

"You said it yourself. James is a Gryffindor bully. But what if we made him pay?"

"Rose, what are you talking about? I mean, I can get behind making him stop, but what are you planning?"

"So I say that we use my Uncle George's swamp spell and put it in his bag. Or even better, his bed, but that would be too hard because we can't get into the Gryff-unless!" I turn to face him, excited. "We had a spy on the inside."

"Or..." Scorpius adds, slowing down our conversation. But he looks as if a light bulb just went off in his head."We could put it in his goblet at dinner. Of course, we'd have to make sure the swamp was harmless first, but imagine having a swamp in a cup! That would be so cool!"

"Okay, so-new plan. You go talk to Professor Longbottom about a harmless swamp. He's the professor, so he should be the best source. And I'll talk to my uncle."

"Rose." He gives me a sly smile. "I have an idea. When the Gryffindor house wins house cup again we could put it in James’ cup.”

I nod at him. “Vengeance.”

…

“I’m sorry. You’re doing what?” Victoire exclaims, confusion and anger in her voice.

“Look, all we need is details. Who could put it in his cup?” I ask.

“Why are you two doing this?”

I faux sigh. “Victoire. He’s basically just a Gryffindor bully.”

She half shrugs, her light blonde hair brushing against her shoulders. “Yeah, he’s a bit annoying and all, but I don’t think he means to hurt anyone.”

“Except for the Slytherins,” Scorpius mumbles.

Victoire ignores him. “Look, you two should just stop. Trust me, you don’t want to get on his bad side,” She says definitively and walks out of the Room of Requirement, leaving Scorpius and me alone together.

“Do you think we should stop? She seemed pretty serious.”

“The one time that she ever got on James’ bad side was when she and Teddy started dating. James ignored her for three months.” I exhale. “But, I trust her. So if she says we shouldn’t we shouldn’t.”

…

Scorpius and I are awkward around James for a bit afterwards. Victoire keeps eyeing us in the club as if she’s assessing us. James gets suspicious though.

“What are you two up to that I don’t know about?”

“No-nothing.” I blurt out.

He side-eyes me. “You’re lying.” He glances over to Victoire who is looking at us, her eyes pleading as if she thinks that just that is enough to keep us from pranking my cousin. He looks back at us and looks us both up and down. “This is gonna sound repulsive, but are you two dating?”

“No!” says Scorpius quickly.

“Hm. Interesting.” He steps back. “Alright, I’ll leave you two alone for now. But I’ve got my eyes on you.” He raises his index and middle fingers to his eyes, then points them at us.

We sigh in relief as he walks away.

“That was a close call.”

Scorpius gives me a small smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

…

“Are you sure we can’t send letters to each other over the summer?” I ask.

“My parents would freak. I’m sorry Scorpius.”

I shrug. “It’s alright. I didn’t expect anything different. I mean, I’m pretty sure if my dad found a letter you sent me he’d throw a fit too.”

She takes a hold of my hand and lightly squeezes it. I look up at her. Her red hair, her freckles all across her face, and her smile. I smile back.

This summer I’m gonna find a way for Rose and me to talk without owls.

We both get off the train, separately so our families don’t think we’re hanging out. I watch Rose out the window as she runs towards her family, their arms wide open for her.

My dad’s on the far side of the station, away from the entrance. Probably trying to avoid drawing attention to himself.

I wait to get off the train until her family has left the station through the bricks. My first time seeing my dad in 10 months is nothing like how Rose’s family reunion went. He stands there while I lug my suitcase and Andromeda my screeching owl towards him.

“Hey, Dad.”

He nods solemnly at me. “Son.” His eyes look pained, but I don’t know why.

Probably Mother.

This is gonna be a long summer.

…

This is gonna be the best summer of my life. Sure I can’t talk to my best friend, but I get to play quidditch with everyone else. And sure we have to visit Gramma Weasley and Grandpa Weasley, but we also get to use their backyard as a field for quidditch and spend our days out in the sun.

I’m not actually a big fan of professional quidditch, Mum says I get that from her, but it’s Weasley tradition to play when we’re all together over the holiday.

Albus and I spend a lot of time together when Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny bring him and James and Lily over. So we spend part of our days outside underneath blue rhododendron bushes, looking up at the sky in between the soft petals.

“I think I like Scorpius,” I say.

“Oh?” He sounds disinterested.

“Yeah.” And I leave it at that.

…

Something is wrong.

My dad won’t come out of his office to eat or sleep in a bed or drink water. Sometimes I hear soft snoring, and I saw him asleep on his desk, his head resting against an open book.

But… he still had dark circles underneath his eyes.

“Hey, Dad?” I’d prompted when he started behaving like this.

He responded only with a grunt.

And he hasn’t responded with anything since.

We don’t have maids or house elves; my dad insists we do everything by ourselves. So I make myself and him sandwiches and pasta. I take plates up to his study and leave him be.

I think he likes the pasta. He eats more of that than the sandwiches. A couple bites. Mum used to make pasta once a week, tortellini, angel’s hair, penne, linguine. We’d go to the store and she’d let me pick out the type of pasta we’d have that week.

I should tell someone about Dad. Maybe they can help him. My immediate thought is Rose, but she told me to not contact her over the summer because her family would freak out. My dad told me to never talk to my Grandpa Lucius, and Grandmother Narcissa died a couple years ago. And we don’t have any other family, so I guess my only choice is Rose.

In my room, I grab a piece of parchment and a quill and pen to her.

Dear Rose,

I know you told me not to contact you over the summer, but I think this is really important.

…

My dad hasn’t been talking to me or eating anything besides a couple bites of pasta and sandwiches every so often and he hasn’t left his study in days.  Maybe your parents can help? I wasn’t sure who else I could contact.

Your friend,

Scorpius

I blink, trying to think about the letter Scorpius sent me.

His great grey owl Andromeda nudges my hand and I give her a treat. “You stay here. I’ll be back with a letter for Scorpius.”She preens her feathers, and I take that as a yes.

I run down the stairs, my feet pounding against the steps.

“Mum!” I call, knowing she’ll be more likely to help.

“What is it, dear?” She asks from her favourite blue armchair. Her glasses are slipping down her nose and she has a book in her hand, per usual.

I walk towards her carefully, making sure my dad isn’t around.

“Scorpius’ dad needs our help.”

…

“Malfoy needs OUR  help?” My father exclaims. “And what has that idiot ever done for us?”

“Ronald, try and be a little more sensitive. His wife died last year and he’s obviously depressed.”

He grunts then looks up at my mum, and he seems to understand. He sighs in defeat. “Alright. But what can we do? Drag him out of his office? I doubt that would work.” Mum glares at him. “I’ll go call St. Mungo’s.”

…

“So what are you gonna do with the kid? He can’t stay in a big empty house all by himself. And it looks like the only living relative is Lucius Malfoy, who worked for You-Know-Who.” The guy from St. Mungo’s is standing there in a white doctor’s jacket, all buttoned up nice and pretty, staring down at me and my parents.

Someone else is inside talking to Scorpius and I saw multiple people go in to talk to his dad.

I feel bad for both of them.

Thinking about Scorpius, I almost miss it, but Mum glances at Dad, then says “We’ll take him.”

…

“You can’t avoid it forever.” Scorpius won’t look at me. He looks down at the dirt, rubbing the back of his neck. “Scorpius.”

He finally looks up, his eyes bright with tears. “I don’t want to see her,” He says. “If I see her, it makes it real.”

“You kids coming?” Dad is already inside the cemetery, and he waits behind while Mum and Hugo move forward towards the Black lot.

“Yeah,” I call forward, and I look to Scorpius.

He looks at me and sighs.

We move forward together.

…

Dad is already there by the time we reach her grave.

It’s not the first time we’ve visited, and it won’t be the last, but that doesn’t make this part any easier.

I look at Dad.

He looks at me.

The Weasleys lag behind, too polite to impose themselves in our situation, but I kind of wish they would.

Looking over me, Dad says, “Thank you.” It’s stiff and brittle and I’m pretty sure it’s the first time the words have passed his lips.

Mr. Weasley looks shocked. Then he looks uncomfortable. “Uh, yeah, no problem mate,” He says.

A bit of trademark distaste shows in Dad’s eyes, and I allow myself to relax. It fades without him saying anything- another first- and he looks back to me and steps forward to crush me in a hug.

I freeze, and he pulls away before I can hug back. He has tears in his eyes, and if he starts crying, I know I’m done for.

Instead, he says “thank you” again, and the Weasleys leave us alone to grieve.

I almost wish they didn’t have to give me back.

...

The summer is interesting, to say the least. After Scorpius’s extended stay at my house, life falls back into its normal routines. Dad tells me that he’s fine with me being friends with Scorpius now that he knows he isn’t “evil like his father” and I have to struggle not to roll my eyes.

You’d think after everything that happened Dad would have changed his mind about Mr. Malfoy, but I guess they have too much history.

The rumours I overhear on Platform 9 ¾ make me want to throw up.

Why can’t people just be friends?

[miresims]

I’m still playing on the same save file so I thought I would update their story a little bit more.

I actually never went back to play with Ezra, Elio and Esther (wow I only just noticed they all have the same initials: EB). Instead, I started playing with Skye and her family. But first let me talk about Indigo, Benjamin and Jack.

I completed Indigo’s painter aspiration which is one of the easiest in the game. I never got Benjamin to the last level of the floral arranging skill but it gets kinda boring after a while so don’t blame me lol. They did have a money tree, which kind of solved all their money problems. Their house was a little small imo which is why when Jack grew up I gave him the mansion aspiration. I figured he’d want to live in a bigger house. I noticed Benjamin’s sister was a widow with no kids and a fortune so I moved her in with them while I was playing with Skye’s household lol But yeah, thanks to Aunt Isla, Jack had a lot of money for that mansion. Plus the money tree? Yeah, his life was solved. Anyways, Isla and then Benjamin died so it was just Indigo, Jack and Cleveland (their dog) when I went back to play with them. Jack then met this mean girl and made her his girlfriend and then asked her to move it. She was actually an alien but I don’t like playing with them so I made her human (fuck aliens tbh) and changed her mean treat bc mean sims are annoying to have in a household jksjdksd. Anyways, they haven’t gotten married yet but they have a kid named Juniper. Also I moved them to Oasis Spring to a house I got from the gallery because I was tired of the weather in Brindleton Bay and all my current households live there for some reason. So yeah, that means that Jack’s aspiration is pretty close to being achieved because the house they live in now is a lot bigger than the one in Brindleton Bay (thanks again Aunt Isla) but yeah. That’s where they are right now. They have 2 dogs and 1 cat, btw. And Indigo died too. Their house is a little too big for my tastes and it’s kind of hard to play with them (my laptop sucks) so idk if i’ll play more with them... not sure yet.) Maybe I’ll get them married and stuff I always like doing weddings lol. Also, Juniper is just a toddler still but I think she might have gotter her father’s eyes which makes me super happy fjkfj I love that they’re still getting a founder sim’s feature. I love it. 

Now, Skye, Sebastian and Sasha (these initials were on purpose, even their pets all start with S). I made Skye a scientist and Sebastian a botanist (cheated some promotions for them hehehe). Sasha became a teenager not long after I started playing with them. Now the story is that Sasha was kind of obsessed with dating. She wanted to have a boyfriend, no matter who. She liked this older kid Logan Scott but he aged up before she got the chance to romance him lol so she went after her friend Brennan. She liked Brennan, but she wasn’t in love with him. For new years she had told herself she had to get a boyfriend so she just dated him. And then... on her birthday to a young adult she cooled off their relationship lol. She was still in love with Logan so she went after him. Problem? Logan was already married to an older woman (Irene Jordan, one of Benjamin’s nieces and a widow). But yeah, Sasha dgaf and just made them get a divorce lol. Fortunately, Logan didn’t have any kids with Irene so that was okay but his step-sons were a little sad. Logan does have a kid with his half brother’s half sister........ which is something I didn’t know until I checked the family tree. MCCC things. I can’t remember her name but her last name is Pryce (which maybe makes her a distant relative of Sasha since her grandmother? was also a Pryce before she got married) But yeah, Sasha and ? Pryce are friends now. They invite Hugo (Logan’s kid) often to hang out with them. But yeah, as I was saying. Logan and Irene got a divorce and the moment the sad moodlet went away I made him propose to Sasha lol. They had a small wedding at home. Sasha’s dress is weird this time because the loading time is sooo long now (six generation problems what can i say) so i just married them in whatever the game gave them lol i like dressing the brides especially for their wedding days but yeah.. not if i have to wait 390293 years for it to load lol. Anyways, she was pregnant already but it was an accidental pregnancy (i have it 5% risk) but it doesn’t really matter she was gonna get pregnant the moment they were married anyways. Now, their careers. Sebastian was actually a really good baker, his special carrot cake recipe was famous around the neighboor and Sasha started baking thanks to her dad. She has a little bakery in Magnolia Promenade that isn’t making much money so far. Logan is a stay at home dad but he also helps at the bakery. Sasha bakes and Logan sells. Their kid is named Mackenzie.

I haven’t gone back to play with Eliott’s family again but he’s still happily married with Lauren, and he had two kids with her. Nate, who you can see, has the same tiny nose as his cousin Jack and Everly, who is still a toddler. Mary-Kate, Lauren’s kid, still lives with them. I think Nate might be the first blonde kid this family has had so far since Khloe but Khloe was already blonde when i added her to the game so. Mackenzie’s blonde too. 

Jack’s biological half-sister but actually his cousin, Esther Bradford got married pretty much the moment she aged up to a young adult. (thanks mccc) Her husband is named Ethan Grey and as you can see she’s pregnant and everything. So good for her.

I don’t think I’ll play with Eliott again but I think I could play with Esther at some point. So far I think I’ll keep trying to make Sasha’s bakery a success. 

[dreamwritelistenlive]

Q&A

It’s been awhile since one of these has come my way. Tagged by: @jakub-beralski

Rules: Fill in these 92 statements and tag 5-10 people.

Tagging: @sittingtrot​, @radii0-active​, @loveisgrownhere​, @dressagekitten​, @oceanic-veins​

THE LAST: 1. Drink: Water.  2. Phone call: Hugo, on Saturday night.  3. Text message: Goodnight/Good morning message to Hugo.  4. Song you listened to: Show Me by John Splithoff (ft. Madison Ryann Ward) 5. Time you cried: Yesterday morning over something stupid that happened between myself and yet another impatient San Diego driver.  HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: No. 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yeah, but that was mostly because of truth or dare.  8. Been cheated on: Not that I know of. 9. Lost someone special: Does my guinea pig count? 10. Been depressed: Yes, it comes in waves.  11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Gotten drunk, yes. Thrown up because of it, never.  LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12. Mint/Turquoise/Teal colors 13. Purple 14. Blue IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Absolutely 16. Fallen out of love: No. 17. Laughed until you cried: Yes. Though, I cannot remember the moment exactly.  18. Found out someone was talking about you: Not that I recall.  19. Met someone who changed you: Yeah, Ashley and Morgan.  20. Found out who your friends are: Oh yes, definitely.  21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Indeed. Many times, even.

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: About 99% 23. Do you have any pets: Kind of. My family has a pet dog, though I only stay with them on a couple of occasions now. He’s the cutest Silky/Yorkie mix that you ever did see and his name is Lucky.  24. Do you want to change your name: Last name, yes. First name, sometimes...when people perpetually pronounce it incorrectly.  25. What did you do for your last Birthday: It was my 21st but I had to work in the morning but I still went out with friends and family to a Mexican restaurant and then to BJ’s for more drinks and $3 pizookies.  26. What time did you wake up: Around 6:30 but I actually got up around 7. 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Trying to get to sleep.  28. Name something you can’t wait for: To see and hold my special someone in 4 days. 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: This morning.  30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: My ability to afford a horse as well as college tuition.  31. What are you listening right now: An airplane going over my house.  32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yes, he was a boarder at the barn I work/ride at. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Living with my family again, but in a week I get to drive back to my own apartment. Or San Diego drivers.   34. Most visited Website: Google or Tumblr, probably. No, actually my school’s online platforms: URSA, Canvas, and Outlook. 

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 35. Mole/s: No. 36. Mark/s: I have a birthmark on the backside of my upper right thigh, a large permanent scar from when I fell off of a horse into a brick wall, and a scar on my right index finger from when I got a pocket knife stuck in it when I was 8. 37. Childhood dream: To own a barn.  38. Hair color: Strawberry blonde, more blonde though.  39. Long or short hair: It’s definitely on the longer side now.  40. Do you have a crush on someone: Not really, except my significant other. 

41. What do you like about yourself: My ability and interest in learning a variety of new things (particularly those related to human experiences), my eyes, my dreams, and my work ethic.  42. Piercings: Ears right now, I’d kind of like a navel piercing but that probably won’t happen.  43. Blood type: I probably should know, but I don’t… 44. Nickname: G, GiGi, someone used to call me Bob.  45. Relationship status: Happily taken. 46. Zodiac: Cancer.  47. Pronouns: She/hers/herself.   48. Favourite TV Show: Oh goodness...I’ve watched so much this summer but Grey’s Anatomy and Criminal Minds are my all time favorite. 49. Tattoos: None right now but I want to get a pair of horseshoes on my back somewhere. But that also likely won’t happen.  50. Right or left hand: Right.  51. Surgery: N/A 52. Hair dyed in different colour: Nope. 53. Sport: Riding horses - hunters, mainly (though I have yet to find a barn in Colorado), I used to play soccer, and I enjoy watching baseball and hockey too. 55. Vacation: When the opportunity arises. I get to go maybe once a year.  56. Pair of trainers: Um...not sure what to put here?  MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: Tacos.  58. Drinking:  Water, Margaritas, Dirty Shirley’s, water, hot chocolate, my boyfriend’s grandmother’s hot tea, water, anything that isn’t Fireball or diet soda. 59. I’m about to: Go to work.  61. Waiting for: Hugo to come home.  62. Want: To not be in debt and own a small barn.  63. Get married: One day. 64. Career: Future sociologist, human service worker, and academic 65. Hugs or kisses: Both. 66. Lips or eyes: Both, but eyes a little more 67. Shorter or taller: A little taller, preferably.  68. Older or younger: Hah. I used to say I’d never date someone a day younger than me, that didn’t happen.  70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Both. Strong arms, comfy stomach (for use as a pillow) 71. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive. 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship. 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Somewhere in between.

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: Yep. 75. Drank hard liquor: Yep. 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: No, but my puppy chewed a pair of my glasses up.  77. Turned someone down: Oh yes, several times.  78. Sex in the first date: Probably not. 79. Broken someone’s heart: Maybe one, two, or three times, though I can’t be sure.  80. Had your heart broken: No. 81. Been arrested: Almost, but not quite.  82. Cried when someone died: A dog.  83. Fallen for a friend: Yes. DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: Sometimes. 85. Miracles: Kind of. 86. Love at first sight: I don’t think so, but I think there can be a spark in that first moment.  87. Santa Claus: No, but if I did I’d want to steal one of his reindeer.  88. Kiss on the first date: If things are going well.  89. Angels: Yes.

OTHER: 90. Current best friends’ names: Hugo, Chrystal, Ashley, Morgan, and Megan. 91. Eye colour: Blue 92. Favourite movies: I don’t know if I have one but I really like Leap Year and I watch The Christmas Card every year.