#lightcreators :: harry

[sevhalfbloodp4]

" Have you something you want to tell me, professor?" Draco asked, trying not to feeling impolite and uncooperative inside current moment.

Severus's dark eyes flicked over the boy, and he could not help the smirk which curled at the corners of his lips. Draco may have fooled everyone else, especially Potter, hell, even himself, but Severus had a gift for seeing through people, and he was not fooled, not even in the slightest, no matter how hard his god son attempted to protest.

"You...are at your wits end..." he said, in a slow drawl. "I beg of of you, to let me assist you...do you have any idea how far I've gone to ensure your safety? I have taken...the unbreakable...vow.."

@lightcreators

[tiimecrash]

@lightcreators ( phil ) said “You’re not alone, you’ve got me.”

Elizabeth looked toward Butler with a soft smile. The woman had so much on her plate regarding her husband, her little cousin, and a few friends. She did feel like she was alone her her journey to help Draco and to keep the information she gathered from her husband at the Ministry. For a curse breaker that usually only dealt with travelling and breaking curses, she had so much more on her plate now. She was still travelling and searching for a certain chest that the ministry wanted. Yet, somehow Mister Bulter's presences seemed to help her. He was helping her after all!

"I'm glad I can count on you to help me. It seems like your the only one interested in helping." she commented over the situation both were aware of with her little cousin, Draco. It seemed all her friends and loved ones were either afraid or did not care. She rarely spoken to her older cousin, Lucius as he wasn't too fond of her flighty behavior. She wasn't a Malfoy, that was her mother. She was a Burke, still a proper and old family like they were. She truly was different from most of the family anyways. Something she never could explain.

Her husband, he liked her oddness and found it interesting. Oh, her husband. The minister of magic, how he was being hated right now with everything going on in the wizarding world. Death threats toward him ( and even some to her ) over how he was dealing with things. Yet, Phil was here to help. "I haven't any news for you about my cousin sadly. I wish I could be of more help, but there's little I can do outside sending him an owl at school." she frowned.

[evermorcd]

@lightcreators / 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕

𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐃. Worse, even - as his father had predicted. Maybe his desperation had an important influence on his condition. Maybe, subconsciously... He had already given up. If Spider - Man wasn't going to help him, THEN WHO? That individual was a super - human, his cells regenerated like no other. Harry only needed a little bit of his blood: was that so much to ask? They could have studied it together; found a cure to his disease TOGETHER. But no - his dream, his only hope had to be taken away from him. And now? Was his new aquaintance a new chance? Draco Malfoy was an enigma, but maybe he was the solution to his decaying. The missing piece in the intricate puzzle that was Harry's DNA.

❛ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 acquainted with medicine, Mr. Malfoy?  ❜ his tone sounded casual, but if you paid attention you would have noticed the hint of affliction that coloured his voice. The heir to the Oscorp empire twirled the fine glass in his right hand ever so slightly, the liquor lazily travelling its transparent confines. ❛  And is it DIFFERENT from ours, where you're from? ❜

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@lightcreators sent: 𝔦 𝔞𝔪 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔠𝔨 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲. 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱﹗

               ˜”*°•.        It  was  frustrating  -   how  Professor  had  considered  it  to  be  a   clever  idea  .  Gryffindors  and  Slytherins  paired  together  for  an   assignment  worth  fifty  percent  of  their  final  grade .  And   perhaps  to  be  matched  with  a  decent  Gryffindor  would’ve  made  things  slightly  less  horrible ,  the  name  revealed  after  the  draw,  though,  had  almost  made  him  choke .  Harry  Potter .  Was  it  some  kind  of  joke ?   Was  it  the  universe  pulling  a  prank  on  him  ?  Whatever  it  was ,  he  hated  it .   And  he  would  very  much  rather  being  eaten  by  a  goblin  than  working  with  the  oh  so  great  Potter .   ❝ Because  to  me , it's  such  a   joy . ❞    Sarcasm  painted  his  voice  -   for  really ,  as  irresistible  was  the  temptation  to  just  refuse  to  do  it,  he  knew  it  was  not  possible.  Fifty  percent  of  the  grade  was  huge ,  and  the  idea  of  failing  a  class  because  of  him  ?  It  was  not  happening .  ❝ Do  you  even  know  anything  about  potions  ? ❞    

[rosebudpotion]

@lightcreators {Closed Starter}

🌹The summer had been a whirlwind. Between having her son and the news that the Dark Lord was back the brunette knew not what to do. Summoned to Voldemort's side due to how close of blood they shared; 2nd cousins. The last of the Gaunt family name and their paths are all too different. Still, given that he took refuge in her brother's home it was merely unavoidable.

She took to Lucius' side in times of need, they might not be siblings by blood but by paper after all these years. So looking after her own child and Draco was normal; it was also calm that her sister-in-law desperately needed. Rose kept both mother and son at ease despite how well-covered they kept their emotions around their new house guest.

Today making her way from the library to the drawing room Felix clutched onto the ruffles of his mother's dress shirt. Always, seen with the boy in one arm and wand out in the other to know where she was going Rose never stayed in one place too long in Malfoy Manor during morning hours. Someone would always pull her away for a task unwishful or the Dark Lord himself would wish to try his hand at a piss poor excuse of 'family bonding'; normally scaring Felix in the process.

The witch knew what her cousin thought of her. The last of their noble breed, though a woman. She'd hold more weight if she were born a man and if not for having her son with Severus her existence would have been nothing. Being the mixed blood that her son was the brunette thought for sure issues would arise but the favor the professor had with Voldemort seemed to crush any distaste.

So, here she was making sure to be as quiet as a church mouse in the halls to not tell of her presence. Turning a corner it was the infant that told his mother someone was in the following corridor before her magical sight or spell could.

Felix let out a high-pitched happy squeal and a giggle. This was only associated with one person, Draco. For some reason, the infant really liked the other boy. Rose felt her son wiggle happily in her arms.

"Morning Draco, I hope you've slept well .....your morning hasn't been too busy?" It was soft chatter, a tone that the teen would have gotten used to for both their sakes. The walls had ears after all.

[bccksmarts]

❧ MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS ☙ ⤷ Collection #3

➤ @lightcreators asked: " the world isn’t very kind. " (from harry potter)

  Her brows knit together as she watched the Boy Who Lived ( Twice ). He had the saddest look on his face, his glasses crooked on his nose, lenses cracked. She hated the sight, really. Harry wasn't Harry if he wasn't smiling.

  ...No, that wasn't right. He was still Harry, but he'd become almost accustomed to all the sadness, betrayal and death around him. Oh, how she wanted to tell him that it'd be alright. And with how the war was over now, surely it would be... but that'd take time.

  Resting her head on is shoulder, Hermione exhaled a shaky sigh. ❝I know, Harry.❞ She whispered, her voice, even though rather quiet, cracking. Their lives were utter messes and she hated it. He'd be living in Grimmauld Place properly, making it more his own house. Would she go there too? Or would she be staying with the Weasleys? She COULD go check her own house, but since her parents are in Australia...

  She inhaled sharply, sitting herself upright as her hands came up, her fingers wrapping around her curls as if to attempt to detangle them. ❝It might be grim now, Harry, but...❞ A breath, ❝I think... I think things might just start looking up from here.❞ Her reassurance wasn't solid, but she was trying. Even so smiling at him.

[rangers-arecool]

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The OBSERVER. The WATCHER.

  He wasn’t used to being the one watched though, especially when it came from his youngest brother’s closest friends. Despite being a prankster and (in)famously known throughout Hogwarts, it was mostly a mask. Keeping who he really was under wraps to prevent a fight from breaking out among the Weasley Family; more precisely, stopping Molly Weasley from starting World War 3.

  Where one twin went, the other could usually be found not that far away. On most occasions that was. But something had been different for a while now. Unnoticed by all, except those few who could see through his mask to the true him. Not that he minded, due to his Animagus form’s solitary nature.

  Fred had spotted the younger Gryffindor silently observing him for a few weeks now. Yet he used his abilities to avoid Harry with the exception of Quidditch practice and matches, for he had no desire to attempt to explain what was going on. Although he did wonder just how much the Potter Heir actually knew about what had happened with the Weasleys, after they returned home for the summer holidays.

  Being found in a currently deserted hallway was not something that Fred had either wanted or planned for. Still, there was nothing he could do about it now. He was sitting on a window ledge, writing down required information for a project into a mundane notebook and a blue binder filled with colour coded tabs open on his legs. A moment later, the older wizard capped his pen and looked up with a faint smile.

“I’m alright, Har. Just dealing with some issues.”

[hellsurvivr]

‘ i’m too young to feel so numb. ’  (from draco malfoy)

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂.  𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 . / @lightcreators

       ❛   we all are.   ❜    the slytherin hums, as she lowers herself to sit beside her fellow classmate. fingers coming up to loosen the buttons of her shirt as she works on trying to find some comfort. there wasn't much to be found lately, not with war looming on the horizon, and permeating the air, with a distinct taste that was hard to ignore.    (    reminding them that things had changed    )    hazel hues look over at him, curiosity burning behind her eyes, but instead she doesn't ask. doesn't voice the words she wanted to.           ❛   i guess its up to us, to find the things that make us feel alive.   ❜    SHE OFFERS STEADILY.

[sevhalfbloodp4]

Severus sighed, one he hadn't even realized that he had been holding in this entire time as the two of them spoke in whispered tones, when the boy finally conceded, and accepted his offer for help.

As the blonde continued to speak, however, the man's body seems to shudder unconcrollably, his mind and body having been so consumed with burden, with his mission, with the mark in which he so desperately wished he could take back, which he never wanted to accept in the first place, that he had not realized, or nearly bothered to care what a toll it had taken on every part of him, and the boy's words struck him like a sword, knowing that someone actually cared about all that he carried on his shoulders, all he had carried through the years. His eyes bored into Draco's flickering with something which reflected almost innocence, and youth, and his mouth opened, but he did not speak for several moments, but when he did, his voice was small, and soft.

"So be it..I shall see to it that that happens..it is good to see you've come to your senses.."

@lightcreators

Severus gritted his teeth, breathing deeply.

"The Dark Lord cannot be convinced, but that matters not, the point is that I plan to honor my vow, should something go wrong, no matter what happens."

His eyes narrowed as the boy explained the logic behind his actions, and he lifted his head, in sort of a nod.

"Then let me assist you,  to ensure that you are not to suffer through this alone, to ensure your safety in the end, the safety of your family," he whispered, his tone almost demanding.

Upon hearing the next words out of the boy's mouth, Severus stiffened, and he stood in silence for a moment; 'taking  the burden' is all he could remember doing all of his life, the burden of his father, the burden of Potter, and the ensurance of the blessed boy's safety, the burden of being a double agent, and now he was taking on the role of protector for Draco, had promised his life in exchange for it.

"If..." he began, slowly, "...that were not my intention...I would not be standing here right now."

@lightcreators

[thechosengryffindor]

" Always here if you need some help" ( from Phil Coulson) from @lightcreators

"-Thanks." Harry mumbled, not looking up from his paper work. When the aurors had sent him to New York saying a dark wizard had escaped here, well... he hadn't expected it to be so bloody complicated.

Super heroes.

The wizard scoffed at the idea, but then again he had been a certain kind of hero in England hadn't he? "You've been a big help since I came over here but there hasn't been a new lead in months. Our wanna be dark lord is...frustratingly good at hiding." The frustration in his voice was evident.

"He's gonna kill again and there's not a bloody thing I can do about it."

[tiimecrash]

@lightcreators ( philip butler ) said " you're stronger than you think. " [ x ]

Elizabeth looked toward Butler with a curious expression. With all her knowledge and working being a curse breaker and all, she knew she had to be brave. She twirled the time turned around her neck aimlessly ( not activating the magic ), eyes watching the golden object before locking to Butler. "I know, Mister Butler. Though sometimes I don't feel any stronger than any other wizard." she sighed. She often times felt like her magic was lacking, but she had outside knowledge that went beyond the Ministry that helped her. Philip Bulter was one of them.

A sigh escaped her lips before she tucked the time turner back into her blouse. "I've dealt with loads of dark magic, but something about my little cousin's predicament worries me. I need your help." Another pause, how would he be able to help her? She didn't know. Draco specifically asked to talk to him. She was sure Butler was aware of the request. He seemed to know these things before she did. How? She didn't really know. " -- what should I do to help him? I know my husband isn't too keen on the idea and my partner at work refuses? Am I to go about this all alone, Phil?"

[iobartach]

@lightcreators [harry] // short thing starter

"We fall like dominoes at the feet of the crowned." Aiming to protect, at the cost of incurring injury; limited resources that could not easily be replaced when incapacitated.

"I'm calling out to you. To anyone at all."

[chaotiicgoods]

@lightcreators / draco wants a starter from hermione! 

Something is wrong with Draco. Harry is convinced their enemy is now a Death Eater, but it’s something Hermione can’t be sure of. He’s a bully, but is he truly this bad ? And if he’s now officially one of them, is it because he really wants to ? Lucius Malfoy is a NIGHTMARE. She has always hated that man, but when she fought him and other Death Eaters with her friends at the end of their last year, she realized he’s even worst than she thought.

Draco isn’t even bullying her anymore. He just seems so LOST in his thoughts, all the time. Hermione isn’t even sure of why, but she feels like maybe she could help him. Maybe he just needs people around him. “You forgot your books...” She tells him as they are getting out of their classroom, handing them to him. 

[rvbbcrduck]

          “You must know, Harry, we don’t blame you for this. You saved my life. Please remember that,” Arthur says, voice soft as he shifts in the hospital bed with a grimace, pain rushing through him thanks to the snake bite. “I know it’s not easy to believe, but please do,” he adds.

@lightcreators​ -> starter call.

[rosebudpotion]

@lightcreators cont from {x}

🌹" That sounds like a threat Draco. You better watch yourself and who you threaten...." It would only be a matter of years before they will all be learning hard and more dangerous spells. Sure the blond had a step up on Harry in terms of study but a spell doesn't have to be dangerous to be effective.

As she was already showing with a simple levitation spell. Harry was getting by somehow though. He'd made it this far with small problems, sure Draco was petty but it could only get him so far.

"So this snake is yellow-bellied. Good to know that if one ever needs your help not to ask for it. There's being reasonable and then theirs making a habit of being a coward Malfoy. Then again, since you strive to be your father I guess you get it from him." If he wanted to bring parents into this then she'll shoot. There were so many things that the witch could pull to embarrass the young Malfoy.

Then again perhaps even bad publicity was still publicity? Rose doubted that really hard when most wizarding families tried to keep their noses clean nowadays.

Rose turned to face Harry," I would believe that you aspire to be good at Quidditch, correct? Youngest Seeker in a century if I recall and it's a talent your father had? I'd say that's an aspiration if anything" She was flat-out ignoring the blond at this point trying to fill the air with something more pleasant.

Too bad the fellow Slyithern knew how to anger her now. Why was it so funny to him that someone not having proper parental units was a good thing? Nobody asked to be an orphan after all.

"I did not know you lived with your aunt as well Harry....though....just that you lived with Muggles...." She didn't like the sarcasm coming from Draco on the matter. The touchy subject really if he could joke about something like that. Then again perhaps she'd never hear him be serious with Potter as the main topic.

Her head snapped back to Malfoy her milky eyes filled with rage." Do not speak ill of my father, your family especially. At least he confessed to his crimes and has taught me plenty. My aunts take me to see him during the summer for your information." Rose hated going to Azbakan, it was an awful and cold place. Darkest of the dark and being she'd been bathed/ born in it that was saying something.

Honestly, it was one good thing that the two had once a year though Rose felt awful about it being that the Dementors would just suck all that happiness away in the end.

"With great power comes great responsibility. Yes, it is indeed the wrong manner to use one's brilliance but ....perhaps one-day things will change. After all, this is only our second year....unless Malfoy is going for a record of being the most annoying person in the wizarding world. If that's the case he might gain it by the end of the year~" She smirked and giggled covering her mouth so that the noise didn't get too far.

She really was trying to give him encouragement that not everything was what it seemed but perhaps he'd just been beaten down too hard for the day. The brunette couldn't blame him on the matter and shook her head. " I keep being told that such brattiness is 'acting our age or kids will be kids' nonsense really ....."

Rose wanted to be shocked that nobody had told him about his father's lineage, bizarre and unfair. Then again, perhaps that's why they sent him to live with Muggles? So that he didn't become like Malfoy?

"Yes, all three of our families are part of the famous grouping of families. Even your friend Ron....though ......" It was clear she was looking to find the proper words. "...... Sometimes horrible things happen to good families..."

Rose had nothing against the Wheasly family, though her aunts did being that they didn't care for how 'mutty' they looked. The young witch thought it funny given the eldest of the triplet aunts had just as wild and crazy ginger curls.

"Hmm, perhaps I'll just ask my aunts in my next owl... perhaps they can give me a little help.....or maybe they can teach us how to turn Malfoy into a cat .... it's what my Aunts do with naught muggle kids around our place~" Another round of giggling. 🌹

[bccksmarts]

❧ 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ☙ ⤷ ACCEPTING ⤶

➤ @lightcreators asked: [ sms ]: if you’re not busy, could we hang out today? (from harry potter)

  It's a funny thing to imagine wizards and witches with smart phones, especially when the primary way to send a message was with owls. It wasn't instant, but it was still rather effective. But between most wizards and witches, Hermione and Harry knew what they were doing with these things, and with how Arthur Weasley got them to work ( with Fred and George's help )... it was like a new sort of magic for everyone.

  On a late evening in Gryffindor tower, Hermione was on her bed, reviewing some texts for a class when her phone buzzed. It was set to silent so she wouldn't be caught, and so the other girls wouldn't overhear. She might be a stickler for the rules, but breaking some every now and then never hurt anyone. Glancing over to her dimly lit device, Hermione's eyes lit up at the name of the contact. She had him under ❛Best Friend 💕❜. Yes, that'd be mister Harry Potter. Eyeing the contents of the message, Hermione eyes glanced to the window—not a bad time to meet up, still pretty earlier.

[SMS]: I think we can do that?? [SMS]: I just finished reading for our Potions essay, so yeah, we can meet up [SMS]: Are you hungry?? Or is something bothering you?? Both???

  Even when texting, Hermione still tended to use perfect grammar wherever possible to make sure her point got across fluently and easily. Ronald tended to make abbreviations, which was fine, but she supposed he was making it easier for himself. But she wondered... was this a message of urgency? One to be concerned about? Texting tones were still a new thing for all of them—but she'll find out one way or another.