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𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝗳𝘂𝗻 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠?

͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏͏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓱er son lives ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀he has her eyes ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀precisely —— ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝑯͟𝑬͟𝑹͟ 𝑬͟𝒀͟𝑬͟𝑺 .ᐟ ͏ ͏

" no , severus. " a softened countenance; emerald orbs filled with the utmost compassion and empathy. " you were lost, but now you've found your way back again . . . like i always believed that you would. "

suddenly she has beef with fred.

she didn't die just so he could intoxicate her baby child.

she's watching from heaven. 😇😇

sometimes it feels like that. she doesn't think so because umbridge isn't here.

in the armsssss of the angellssss.

the crimson haired woman stares up at him with emerald doe eyes ; of course she wouldn't ask to share his treats , but . . . if he offered?

she slips into the shared commons effortlessly ; appendages entwining the lycanthrope in an embrace from behind. " hello , remi. " she greeted with an innocent peck on his scarred cheek.

" have i ever told you that you make my favorite hot chocolate in the whole entire world? " she takes the cup between steady palms ; emerald eyes softening. " and i mean that. "

she furrowed her brow ; as if she had to contemplate it for a moment before speaking. " no. " she hummed , an echo of laughter in the rim of the cup. " but i would , strangely trust them with my life. "

" the point is , severus that you must redeem yourself. " a gentle reminder , though the image in the mirror began to fade. " there are worse things than death. some people lose their souls before the grave. "

has 𝐉ames. stolen her bloody notes again?