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Track: ‘Glitter & Gold’ - Barns Courtney

Cody had always said Rex would be the death of him, but he never thought about it quite so literally until he was watching his younger brother running headlong towards The Kriffing Sith Lord with two lightsabers in his hands. The cry Cody let out didn’t even sound like a word, simply a guttural feeling of fear as Rex was launched thirty feet into the air without even a second of hesitation. 

It felt wrong. It was all wrong. Rex should never be alone like that. Cody was his big brother, he should always be there for him. He would die if he was alone, they always did. 

He isn’t alone.

Cody wasn’t sure how the thought had come to be, but with a sudden clarity it all made sense. The goal was clear and as Rex landed before Palpatine's sneering face Cody whipped around to Obi-Wan.

“General, I need to be up there!” he yelled.

Obi-Wan blinked at him. Obviously the thought of his commander, and more importantly love of his life, running towards what looked like certain death was not what he wanted to hear right now; especially when he already had his little brother potentially dying behind him. He even got so far as to scrunch up his nose and start to argue before Ahsoka cut in.

“Master Obi-Wan!” she yelled, still holding her ground by the cliff and using it as an advantage to launch droids off the edge. “Focus on the force. It is their fight!”

Cody didn’t really know what they were saying and he wasn’t sure he cared as he watched Palpatine's red saber slowly grow. “Obi-Wan,” he nearly whispered. “Please.”

Obi-Wan took a breath, smoke burning his throat and tears from more than just the sting of ash in his eyes. He held out his lightsaber, his very life, for Cody to take. “You are coming back to me.”

It was a statement; and Cody took it and the lightsaber with more reverence than he could ever convey. He let the blade come to life, flooding him in light as he met Obi-Wan's gaze. “Always.”

The Dark Trio

((Based off this text post))

Harry was sweet to Hagrid, he actually liked him more then he liked most people, however when Harry and Hagrid parted at King’s Cross, Harry felt like most of the kids there with their families and their happy goodbyes weren’t for him. Harry dragged his trunk aboard and found a compartment. About 5 minutes later the boy from the robes shop entered, the one with the blonde hair and the sharp nose. He sat and slowly a couple bigger boys entered and a girl with sharp facial features and dark hair. He learnt the boys were Crabbe and Goyle, and the girl was Pansy, the boy from the robe shop he knew was Draco Malfoy. 

He learn’t a lot about Hogwarts, how they all wanted Slytherin, it was noble and that’s where the ambitious and cunning belonged. Harry liked the sound of that.

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The sorting hat took a minute to place Harry, however he was so excited about Slytherin, and the hat could see it would make him great, so moments later it shouted out “SLYTHERIN!”

Harry joined his new friends to watch the rest of the sorting, across from him was another girl, Hermione Granger, who caused quite the scene when she was sorted Slytherin, Harry would soon find out it was because she was Muggleborn. The other surprise came when Ron Weasley was sorted Slytherin, the other Weasleys, a blood traitor family, were Gryffindors, for centuries. 

They all ended up being friends and dorm mates, it didn’t take long for Harry, Ron and Hermione to become close as they were the outcasts, since Harry was technically from a blood traitor family and was raised by muggles. 

Hermione was the brightest witch of her age and it only took 3 untraceable poisons slipped into peoples pumpkin juice and a handful of painful curses for the Slytherins to stop bullying muggle born’s half-blood’s and blood traitors, because Hermione knew the dark, forbidden magic.She also knew not to get caught. The teachers all adored smart, clever Hermione, Snape however kept a close eye on her enjoyment of the restricted section. Noting all the dark magic that must be floating around her bright head. 

Ron wanted desperately to get out of his family’s shadow, Ron had a dark way about him he always thought about the most traumatic, painful and long lasting ways to hex and get back at people. Harry often had to reign in his mates mind and thoughts. Ron casted his first dark spell, the power of it left them unable to speak about it, they were all blown away by the power held in this little group.

Harry had the drive to be great, admired, the want to be free and the thick skin.

Hermione had the knowledge, the need to change the world and was just mad enough to do it.

Ron had the power and little conscience.

The Wizarding World didn’t notice Quirell was found in a dungeon no sign of trauma but undoubtedly dead. When Lockhart was found in his study, hanging sideways from his chair a goblet on the floor. No one knows about Snape finding the trio walking away from the forbidden forest and the body of a man named Peter who is bloodied with gashes from the darkest and most painful of magic, Ron’s hands soaked with blood inside his pockets. The remains of Umbridge turn even the most experienced aurors away, and that one made Hermione a bit mad, the magic she used was dark and the torture maddening.

By the time Voldemort rises to power the trio have killed, hexed and poisoned their way to the top. They don’t need a school full of loyal students, or an ill advised head master. He faces a bright young witch, with untamed hair and a sheen to her eye that gives her the look of being mad, which she totally is. A wizard who prefers blood, and pain to clean lethal spells and can manipulate people, using any means necessary and a boy, broken and ambitious enough for the lot of them who has won their loyalty and keeps them going.

Together they defeat Voldemort, and no one innocent dies. 

THIS IS SO DAMN CUTE!

me

I know Kara's usually compared to a puppy or a golden retriever but I always think of her as a particularly kind and gregarious big cat (like a v tame lion or tiger) and now I can't let go of the hc that Kryptonians purr

The first time Kara spends the night is a bit of an accident. She's waiting on the couch while Lena fixes them a drink, and Lena returns to find her head draped over the backrest, mouth gaping open and glasses askew, completely conked out. 

Between the options of getting her to her apartment with a forklift and waking her up, Lena decides to let it lie. In the case of a midnight emergency, she has a secret backup super suit in the office anyway. 

She gently picks the glasses off Kara's face and grabs a pillow from the bedroom. She tucks it beneath Kara's head, and Kara turns her face into it and gives it a good sniff. With dawning horror, Lena realizes she forgot to change the pillowcase. 

Trying to wrest a very soft and teareable item from a slumbering Kryptoinian’s grip is a lost cause, and Lena can do nothing but watch, mortified, as Kara makes a face in her sleep and drags the possibly very stinky pillow from underneath her head to hold it in her arms, and lets out a relieved little sigh. 

Lena is ready to turn away and nurse her embarrassment in private when she hears a strange noise, a sort of soft, interrupted breathing. Does Kara snore? Oh, Lena is going to use this. 

She turns halfway in Kara's direction, closing her eyes and concentrating on the sound. It's quiet and regular with a distinct rise and fall, a low frequency warbling, and it has a strangely soothing quality to it; the more Lena listens, the more she wants to hear, almost like a---

---a purr. Kara, on her couch, clutching Lena's used pillow to her chest, purring. 

Lena flees to her office, filled with a sudden inexplicable energy, face flaming with something that feels, unfortunately, like more than embarrassment.

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The second time Kara spends the night is a bit more intentional. 

"Never ever ever?" Kara asks in horror. 

"Well, unless you count boarding school."  

"Obviously I don’t! Mandatory sleep arrangements are not a sleepover, Lena!" 

And so Kara shows up Friday evening at Lena's apartment, equipped with snacks, board games, and two sleeping bags. 

They camp out on the living room floor after many harrowing but obligatory sleepover activities as per Kara’s direction. Kara snuggles into her sleeping bag until only her head is visible, and barely that in its entirety. She smiles at Lena. Over the hum of the fridge and the occasional traffic outside, Lena can hear her start to purr.

Lena wants to ask, wants to reach, wants to touch, but Kara closes her and is out like a light, rolling onto her side, her back to Lena, even as the purring continues.

Lena wonders what it would be like to feel it, to simply reach out and press her hand to Kara’s back, let those powerful vibrations travel up her arm, sense the corporeal manifestation of Kara’s contentment and comfort and ease.

Fuck. How invasive would that be? Lena’s in her own little sleeping bag, Kara in hers, a clear delineation between them. Kara had rolled onto her side, showing Lena her back. She trusts Lena enough to fall asleep in her presence, to---to purr about it.

Lena turns over, curling her hand to her chest, and allows that addictive, peaceful sound to lull her to sleep.

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The seventh time Kara spends the night, Lena just invites her to bed. 

"Come on," she says. "My couch is sick of you. Give the poor thing some space." 

Kara doesn’t always seem entirely at ease in her body, but she sprawls all over Lena’s mattress, linking her arms behind her head, filling Lena’s space with her presence as naturally as if this bed has always been hers. Lena watches her from the corner of her eye as she wriggles a little in the sheets, hugging her pillow in one arm, luxuriating in the simple comfort. She’s magnetic.

Lena debates her options before picking her satin pyjama set and climbing in beside her.

Kara immediately flops onto her side, head propped on her arm, grinning. “Fancy seeing you here.”

Lena has left barely an inch between her body and the edge of the bed. She touches it, a reassurance, a promise. “Oh?” she asks. “Come here often, then?”

Kara leans closer. “I wish,” she says, voice low.

Lena stares at her for a fraction too long, laughs awkwardly to compensate, turns away to turn off the light. “Goodnight, you flirt.”

Kara reaches out and squeezes Lena’s hand in the dark. “Goodnight, Lena.”

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They fall asleep on opposite sides of the bed. Lena knows this for certain; she checked. She can remember touching the edge of the bed just before falling asleep. But she wakes up---she wakes up with her arm wound around Kara’s belly, Kara’s butt tucked into her groin, Kara’s body vibrating palpably against her own.

Sleep foggy and enamored, Lena reaches an unthinking hand to press directly over Kara’s purring chest.

“Hey,” a muggy voice greets her. Kara turns over onto her back, shoots her a blurry smile.

“Shit.” Lena tries to snatch away her hand only for Kara to grab her arm, keeping her hand against Kara’s chest. The vibrations intensify. “Sorry,” Lena mutters, eyes fixed on her own hand.

Kara grips tighter. “You like it?” she asks, her voice sleep-rough.

Lena swallows. Nods. Denial would be absurd at this point.

“It’s for you,” Kara rasps.

Lena feels her heart in her throat. Her eyes find Kara’s.

“I like your bed,” Kara says, words plain and eyes intense. “I like you.”

Kara’s purring swells and dips with her breath, loud in Lena’s ears, tangible against her skin. Lena puts her weight on the palm braced on Kara’s chest; Kara strains upward in an impressive show of core strength. They meet somewhere in the middle.

Kara kisses sweet and simple, a little sluggish with sleep, still gripping Lena’s forearm. The purring deepens, a low, insistent hum between them; a reassurance, a confession, a gift. Lena turns her head away, overwhelmed. Takes the hand off too.

“What?” Kara sits up further, hand sliding up to grip Lena’s wrist, thumb against her palm. The purring quiets. “What’s wrong?”

I just feel really loved right now, is a thought Lena could never verbally express in a million years.

“Gosh, Lena, are you crying?” Kara digs her thumb into the heel of Lena’s palm. “I’m that bad, huh?”

“The worst,” Lena agrees. Sniffs.

Kara smiles. “Okay. Let me try again? I’m a very good student.” 

Lena wipes a knuckle under her eye. “A real teacher’s cat,” she says.

Kara doesn’t dignify that with a laugh, but she does dignify it with another kiss. Lena slumps forward into her until Kara's back flops back on the bed and her arms come around Lena, physically cocooned within every tactile expression of Kara’s affection.  

Lena has no particular physiological mechanism to showcase her appreciation, so she pours it into the kiss instead.

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Secret Clones AU

Short version: Secret Clones AU is the clones going into hiding in plain sight across the galaxy to force a fair wage and also to keep the babies safe from Kaminoans

The clones figure out the plan to take advantage of them, brain chips, etc. several years before the war hits. IDK how, maybe Jango decided to take a closer look with Mij and went Oh Shit. Doesn't matter. Point is, they caught on and decided that they needed to uhhhhh get Out.

There are millions of clones, yes, but there are tens of thousands of planets.

Once the chips are out and someone's jabbed them with anti-aging serum... they're not that different from standard humans.

And it's not exactly hard to tie up the Kaminoans long enough to get off planet.

So what happens is that a while, let's say a year and a half, before the war kicks off, you have a mass exodus from Kamino, and a wide dispersal of clones. They are generally staying together in groups of about half a dozen, claiming to be brothers, so that there's a 16-18-ish looking clone to take lead, with progressively younger cadets to look after. Each one has a commander they can 'report' to in case of emergency, and if something goes real bad, they can call in an Alpha (and Alphas can call in Jango in a worst case scenario).

It's still sort of a military structure, but... it's a phone tree.

And you have one of these groups of half a dozen clones in every major city. There are thousands of planets, and most of those planets have more than one city. Denon and Coruscant are nothing but city, so they can get counted as dozens of cities on their own. It's easy to disappear in places like that.

It's so easy for the clones, before anyone knows them, to just... disappear. Go into hiding in plain sight.

It's not like more than a handful of people know what to look for.

(It's not like they have a centralized record of who went where.)

(It's just the phone tree.)

They still get real excited-happy-eager when they run into a Jedi.

They want to work with Jedi. They're the good guys! And they're cool!

But your army did a mass desertion before the war started and finding/recruiting all of them is going to take a stupid amount of money. You cannot hire a bounty hunter for each and every clone.

And as @bytebun put it:

Somebody two years later: you look …familiar. Have we met? Clone: haha I get that a lot just one of those faces

AND THEY CAN GET AWAY WITH IT BECAUSE THE GALAXY IS HECKING MASSIVE

I think the Republic has to like… negotiate with Jango and the Alphas and set up paid contracts if they want these Ultra Skilled Warriors to fight for them.

The clones can fight. Some of them even want to fight. They are good at this and they recognize that many of the things that are occurring under Separatist invasion are Mega Bad.

But like. Pay them and treat them as citizens, first.

The Jedi are even more confused about this identical army that really loves them than they are in canon Where the heck did you guys come from Who trained you Why do you like us What the heck is going on

"Someone wanted us to be a trap for you but we took the trap out. Here we have a sample if you want. Anyway. We like you guys and want to fight with you because honestly civilian life is way understimulating. Let me punch a droid."

I think a few of the clones do 'scouting' where they voluntarily help a Jedi in the field to gather information on their validity as Friends. Cody keeps a number of spreadsheets that are just Various Jedi Encounters.

Rex does a scouting mission with Kenobi&Skywalker and just goes to Cody like "Listen. I know he's insane. But. I want that one."

Rex just "I call dibs" "Cody. Cody did you hear me. Dibs, I call dibs."

@catboydogma: stats for pong krell are all zeroes

Absolute shit tier Jedi They play rock paper scissors to decide who has to deal with him

A solid half of the clones don't get recruited because the lack of advanced aging (past a certain point) means they're physically still minors and My Dad (Alphas and CCs) Said No. They stay behind on their various planets to look after The Real Babies.

"Let me ask my dad" "Wait--" "He said no."

Just want these boys to have Civilian Lives they can return to or at least experience before war gets them all fucked up.

I think some of them try to Make Connections with influential people (whether politicians or like... Space Influencers) so they have people vouching for them once the war kicks off. And there can be at least some public pushback on functionally enslaving them.

"I can't believe you manipulated people into liking you! That's so mean!" "Well you see. I wanted to survive past the age of eleven. So."

Potter Family Headcanons (Continued)

Ginny is a loud parent. She grew up with 6 brothers in a house that was never quiet. She is loud. Her children are loud. 

There is always some sort of shouting going on in the Potter Family Household. Even if no one’s angry or upset. They’ll have conversations whilst on different floors. Or raise their voices because they’re excited. The only time the house is quiet is when no one is there or absolutely everyone is asleep.

The dogs love this. They too will shout at their favourite humans if they want scratches or to play.

Harry loves this too. He is also the quietest person in the house. 

He never raises his voice. Ever. If Harry is raising his voice everyone shuts up and listens.

This carries over to his work in the Auror Office too.

He’s the quietest-spoken Head Auror in living memory. He is also one of the most effective.

The Potter kids are very well-trained in the practise of not talking back to Mum. 

But it’s when they’re in trouble with their Dad that everyone freaks out.

Harry doesn’t get mad. Harry gets disappointed. Everyone agrees that this is ten times worse than Mum’s shouting.

Harry and Ginny don’t fight with each other often but when they do it’s always over something petty and tends towards the explosive. It usually ends in a cold war that lasts until one of them apologises

They take turns in apologising first

Every single Potter child has at one point tried to refer to Harry and Ginny’s various misadventures, rule-breaking and/or that time they committed treason/a crime to get out of trouble

This strategy has never once worked 

Harry and Ginny have lived together since they both graduated Hogwarts

Andromeda has lived with Harry even longer

She moved in with him with baby Teddy right after the war ended. Her house was empty and full of memories. So was his. She needed help with Teddy and liked having someone else to take care of. He needed someone that would team up with Kreacher and force him to take a break when he got tunnel-vision. 

This arrangement was intended to be temporary. Andy never moved out.

She was very happy to be de-facto grandmother and go-to babysitter to all the Potter children (she may have cried when she realised)

Molly and Arthur Weasley babysit as well of course, but they have 9 other grandchildren besides and everyone understands without talking about it that Andy only really has the Potters.

The Potters actually have two houses. They lived in Number 12 until Lily-Lu was born and they realised that with 3 small young children and 1 larger but still young child (not to mention the three dogs) they needed more outdoor space

They found an old farmhouse cottage with an attached barn that they renovated to be livable (after Grimmauld Place it was easy - especially with Kreacher and Winky’s help)

This house was called “Firedrake Cottage” when they bought it.

It took less than 3 weeks for the kids to start referring to it as “Dragon House” and Number 12 as “Star House”

They use these names so often that Harry and Ginny change the floo connection between the houses to accept these as destinations

It becomes so common that Harry accidentally tries to floo to “Dragon House” from the office and gets thrown out of the floo violently

NO ONE lets him forget it

This actually happens more than once

Ginny only does this once before contacting Percy and insisting that he change the official floo addresses 

She fails to inform Harry of this

He spends 3 months apparating to and from work before being confident enough that he won’t get the floo address wrong

Teddy’s first word was “Nana”. She remains his favourite person to this day.

She’s also the only person he goes to for romantic advice, his parents, aunts, and uncles all being hopeless in that regard

Nana Andy is not much better but absolutely no one ever tells him this

He calls Harry “Dada” for the first time less than 5 minutes after he first says “Nana”

Harry cries

Ginny also quickly ends up being “Mama”

This freaks her out for exactly 30 seconds until Teddy starts crying because she’s not picking him up. She very quickly adjusts because dear Merlin he’s loud when he’s upset and she never can stand hearing him cry

He’s enrolled in every muggle primary school after the first as “Potter” because after the first 6 times Harry has to correct the teachers and the other parents about calling him “Mr Lupin” despite the fact that Teddy looks like his son and calls him “Daddy” he nearly has a breakdown (it’s been nearly 4 ½ years since the war ended but sometimes it hits him so hard that he can’t breathe) 

Teddy is 4 when Harry and Ginny sit him down to explain that they’re not actually his parents. He is inconsolable until they reassure him that they’ve always loved him like a son. Neither will admit how touched they were when he asked if he could still call them “Daddy” and “Mummy”. The answer is “yes” of course

Teddy is 6 when James is born. He spends the last 2 months of Ginny’s pregnancy terrified that his parents won’t need him anymore, despite all of their reassurances. It isn’t until James is born and they introduce him to his “big brother” that it sinks in that he isn’t being replaced.

2 weeks into his first year at Hogwarts Teddy breaks into his Professor Granny Minnie’s office (he shouts different names from the War Memorial until the Gargoyle opens) and begs her to change his name on the registers to “Potter”. She does so without asking why. She’s seen more than one child go through these halls with a name that hurts, she no longer asks for a reason.

He’s nearly 14 when he sits his parents and his Nana down and explains that even though he knows they’re not biologically his, Harry and Ginny are the only parents he’s ever known, and he wants that to be recognised by everyone, not just people who know him. He’s tired of being “Lupin” every time the anniversaries roll around. He loves the man who gave him the name in an abstract way and he knows his Dad misses him but he wants people to stop seeing the dead when they look at him and start seeing him (afterwards Harry takes him aside and tells him about growing up as an orphan and constantly getting told he looks like his father with his mother’s eyes and how there were times when he wondered if that was all anyone ever saw when they looked at him)

He’s 9 when he realises he’s actually a girl sometimes. He still uses he/him pronouns all the time because he’s never felt like they don’t suit him. His parents take it in stride when he tells them and his Nana tells him that his bio-Mum was exactly the same way but with female pronouns

He sometimes refers to himself as a Black when they’re in Star House. He doesn’t really feel like one but it always makes his Nana smile

He’s always known without being told that he’ll inherit the Headship of the Black Family and all that that entails when Harry dies. He doesn’t like to think about it

When he becomes an Auror his mentor is Lavender Brown

He doesn’t understand why everyone is so scared of her because Auntie Lav-Lav has been a staple in his life since he was 6

This lasts until the first time he witnesses her make someone cry and his Dad has to interfere to get her to back off. 

He’s Jamie’s favourite person in the world

This is thrilling for the first 6 months. Then it becomes the most annoying thing in the world

He decides pretty early on that he wants to adopt. Tori agrees to this pretty quickly after he tells her but insists that they have multiple children

They end up being foster parents for magical orphans and children from abusive homes. They don’t get to keep all of them but every child that doesn’t have decent other family becomes theirs. 

They do end up having 2 children that are biologically theirs. Both pregnancies were accidental. 

Teddy and Tori do not differentiate between any of their children. They are all theirs after all

All of their children get to choose what surname they would like to use when they go to Hogwarts. 

Jamie is inseparable from his cousins Fred and Louis practically from birth 

By the time they can walk this is very difficult for Teddy because he cannot go anywhere without tripping over three toddlers

And he doesn’t have the best balance in the first place

Jamie falls for a muggleborn that ends up in Hufflepuff but he’s sure should have been Slytherin

The muggleborn is not shy about the fact that he hates strongly dislikes Jamie

They end up married anyway (somewhere in heaven James Potter and Sirius Black are laughing) (history has a funny way of repeating itself)

No one loves their siblings more than Jamie Potter loves his brothers and sister

He will fight anyone that disagrees

Also anyone that upsets them

Also that one guy that insulted Lily-Lu behind her back and then made a vulgar comment about wanting to fuck her. He learned to respect women quickly (he’s lucky it was Jamie that taught him and not one of his siblings. Teddy is a scary good dueler and Lily-Lu is just frightening. Al is inventive)

Al doesn’t actually know that his new friend Daisy is his second cousin until he gets to Platform 9 ¾ at the start of the Christmas Hols

There is no Potter that can be left unsupervised. Ever. 

Al might not be as quidditch mad as his brother but all of the Weasley cousins can play

He and Rose are a particularly unbeatable pair of Beaters (Scorpius isn’t a half bad Keeper)

Al’s best subject is potions. To literally no one’s surprise he becomes a Potion’s Master (his siblings are surprised that it takes nearly 4 years after his Mastery to blow something up badly enough that it destroys his lab)

He fully lives up to this part of the Potter legacy (somewhere his great-grandfather Monty is ridiculously proud. Severus Snape is turning in his grave)

In much the same way that everything else in his life comes as a surprise to him, Al is the last person to find out he’s dating Frankie Longbottom

True to form he finds out when Rose asks him what their plans are for their second anniversary

He panics and finds out that literally everyone else including Frankie, his siblings and both of their parents thought they were dating (spoiler alert: they are dating, he just somehow never noticed)

Lily-Lu manages to be more dangerous with a wand than her mother, biological grandparents, and her godmother put together

She’s far more interested in politics and law than she is in dueling though (there is a not insignificant number of people who are very very grateful for this fact)

She plays seeker on her house team

There was an Incident in one match where the other seeker saw her flying towards him and promptly flew in the other direction as fast as he could. Neither would share why. (He was harassing Violet Brown. Lily does not put up with such shit. She makes this fact known. He regrets his actions very much)

Her favourite person is her godmother, Auntie Lav-Lav. 

This is unrelated to the fact that Lavender Brown is the definition of the phrase “steel fist in a lacy glove” and may or may not have something to do with the fact that Lavender Brown is the first werewolf Auror, maintains one of the highest solve rates in the DMLE, (second only to her Dad and Aunt Susan) and puts up with no one’s shit

Lily-Lu wants to be Lavender Brown when she grows up

She doesn’t marry but the Prophet reports that she spends a suspicious amount of time with the Zabini Heir – notorious flirt and famous for being born out of wedlock to two parents in a constant on again off again relationship

Harry prays that this is just a rumour

Ginny just hopes she gets more grandbabies out of it

Lily-Lu not getting married is mostly unrelated to the fact that Jamie bet her that she wouldn’t manage to be the last DA kid to get married (Jamie already knew at the time that Benny Jordan was aroace and had already decided to get married never when he could just work with dragons instead)

At this point she’s persisting out of sheer spite

Daensa Week: Day 7: Free Choice

The NEW poster for Star Wars: Ep IX - The Rise Of Skywalker that debuted at D23 Expo, Aug 24th 2019.