HE WAS THE sun, she was the moon. He burned people, she gave light in the darkness. He was candescent, she was hidden. Beautifully tragic, two souls combined in a flurry of love, destruction, ashes, and magic.
[ wizarding world ]
[ during wizarding...
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CRYING DOES NOT INDICATE THAT YOU ARE WEAK. SINCE BIRTH , IT HAS BEEN A SIGN THAT YOU ARE ALIVE. - CHARLOTTE BRONTE | JANE EYRE.
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crimson curses , a hogwarts au by nish.
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SHE was like the moon — mysterious, intriguing, beautiful, brightand had a part of herself hidden, always. With big, curious green eyes and long, dark hair, she was a sight that could make anyone's frown turn upside down. Her smile was contagious, her laugh a healthy addiction. She was the little Potter left on the doorstep of the gigantic, cruel Dursleys on the cold night of Halloween of 1989. Invited like a guest yet treated like their maid, she hoped someone would pull her out of the hellhole she had to call her home.
HE was like the sun — warm, inviting, candescent, providing growth to others, and yet, prone to burning those who came too close. With a smile radiant enough to light up the entire of London and a brain fast enough to beat his father's, he was a remarkable boy anyone would remember meeting. He was the little Walker that was born in a family expectant of a young, prim and polished prince, but received a boy with a particular attraction towards mischief and books — much like his father. He was raised with tales of witches and wizards, good and evil, and yet, had darkness lingering in his stories, for he, too, had lost all the normalcy he'd needed the moment he was struck on the cold night of Halloween, 1989. Expectant to be the King he was born to be, he wished to go outside of the golden cage his castle was an excuse of.
