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Hey Vida, I have some milk chocolate sea salt caramels to share. *Passes the canister*

Have you written about this moment yet? I'm guessing it has come up but I can't recall specifics.

The time loop hypothesis that includes the idea that Crowley figures out what is happening and starts actively trying to influence things helps me understand why Crowley would say this - that he would despair after having been unsuccessful in every attempt he'd made to change the final outcome, to save Aziraphale's life. I know Crowley has some timey-wimey stuff going on generally, like his knowing the future and making all sorts of references to things that don't exist yet... I am very curious to know what you think Crowley's deal is and what is happening for him here.

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Also, do you think Aziraphale knows from the beginning of S2 that he has fallen? I mean, the other angels refer to Aziraphale as a former angel and principality right to his face, don't they? I remember wondering about this the first time I watched the second series. I kept waiting for the show to clarify just what exactly Aziraphale's status was...

Well, this is a more oddly worded question than I remembered. One cannot simply be "a bit of" a fallen angel wtf game are you guys (gn) playing at? Leave that perfectly frosted cinnamon roll alone!

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Also, I am still full of so much anticipation wondering what I asked you last time! I am positive it had to do with innuendo lol

Hello to you, my fave @iammyownproblematicfave! 💕I am SO sorry about the other Ask-- I determined you asked about the innuendo in the "very nice" scene & I'm going to whip you up a batch of etymology around the insanely complicated history of the word "nice." It got lost in my Drafts folder for a little while there and I overlooked it-- will remedy that shortly! Here's thoughts on these questions and thanks for asking.

On Crowley, time & "too late" and Aziraphale, fallen angels & heavenly rank under the cut.

First, time loop idea and Crowley's "too late" comments... So, anything is possible, right? That said, I don't think it's a time loop because I think there are scenes that explain why Crowley says "too late" at the end of that episode. I wrote about how it ties to unicorns & Wee Morag a bit in another post and I'll link it at the bottom of this one.

Basically, Crowley's anxious in that scene where he threatens Gabriel and then says that "it's always too late." Crowley's memory is iffy-- he admits as much to Gabriel later in S2-- and even if he was lying to Saraqael and/or Furfur about not remembering them, we know he struggles to recall all of his memories from when he was an angel. One memory that he felt confident about was the one he told Beez earlier in the season-- that The Book of Life is bunk that he and Beez made up to tease some of the more innocent angels. It is likely that this memory of Crowley's is correct. I say that because Beez seemed to think it possible when they heard it-- but then Beez felt like a fool at the thought that they'd been threatened by Heaven with something that didn't exist and that they themselves and Crowley made up. They doubled-down and insisted to Crowley that The Book of Life was real.

Crowley suddenly thought that Beez might be right because, hey, they'd run Hell for so long, they'd know more than he would, right? He starts to doubt his own recollection and he rushes back to the bookshop to help protect Gabriel as a way of protecting Aziraphale because he now is terrified that Aziraphale could be erased from existence if he is caught helping Gabriel. He doesn't want to tell Aziraphale that Beez reached out to him because he knows Aziraphale is sensitive about the fact that none of the angels have talked to Aziraphale in years and that their only source of intel is a demon with a thing for Crowley (Shax) so Crowley doesn't ever tell Aziraphale how scared he is about The Book of Life. Meanwhile, even though Gabriel is basically on their side now, Crowley can't exactly ask him if it's real or not because dude only knows Buddy Holly songs for basically the whole season lol.

So, in addition to worrying that Aziraphale is spiraling (because he is) and that helping Gabriel could mean that Aziraphale is risking his mental health and a fall, Crowley is also now terrified that Aziraphale could be made to have never existed. It's on his mind so much that he growls at Gabriel in that episode-ending scene that Aziraphale could be "risking his existence" for Gabriel and then muses about how it might be "too late-- it's always too late..." I don't think this is a time loop indication. I think it's a reference to other times Crowley has said "too late" in the past, like the unicorns and when Wee Morag died. It's about how it might be too late for him and Aziraphale and they might be running out of time and be on a collision course with death while not knowing it-- like how Elspeth never saw the fact that it was her last night with Wee Morag coming. It's Crowley's anxiety talking. Crowley thinks it's too late to turn back now because they're already helping Gabriel and Shax is sniffing around and they might be nearly out of time.

Crowley does have some time-related stuff happening in his story and the ability to control it but it seems to me more likely that Crowley's ability to remember that he has control of it has been taken from him in the present in S2 than it is that he's in a time loop. In the disaster kiss scene with Aziraphale, Aziraphale is really obviously signaling to Crowley a request that he freeze time. (It's obvious to us, I mean-- Aziraphale hid it from The Metatron by curving his hand.) He was trying to get Crowley to do what he did on the tarmac in S1 when he stopped everything and took them and Adam to a little time out cloud to help Adam figure out how to deal with Satan.

Crowley, though, just kind of stares at Aziraphale, even though this is literally one of the most recognizable hand signals on the planet. He also didn't just do it himself at the start of the conversation. If I were the villains, I'd be damn sure that Crowley didn't remember that he could freeze time after S1 and Crowley was gone all night before this scene (which he also doesn't seem to totally realize, no matter how many people around him keep commenting on how it's now morning.) The story, to me, seems to be suggesting that the Crowley & time stuff in S2 is that he doesn't recall that he can control it.

re: Aziraphale and what his angelic status/rank is in S1-- the cherub/principality/"you've been a bit of a fallen angel" bit...

When Michael and the other angels corner Aziraphale in S1 and Michael says that they've been learning some "disturbing things" about Aziraphale and that he's "been a bit of a fallen angel", the disturbing things are, imo, the photos of Aziraphale and Crowley that Michael has dug up. (Hypocritical much on Michael's part? Their phone chats with Ligur? That Gabriel knows about and lets them get away with but Michael wants to go after Aziraphale for having a relationship with Crowley? Yeah. Gross.) Michael and Uriel are threatening Aziraphale with a fall in the scene when they corner him. Uriel says "and don't think your boyfriend in the dark sunglasses will get you special treatment in Hell." They're using their power to threaten to cast him out as a way of trying to intimidate Aziraphale, which is another way of showing how political falling is and how it's all kind of b.s..

A demon is a fallen angel, by definition. That's the definition of a demon. Heaven has socialized angels to believe that the demons are all evil-- that they're devout followers of Satan and horrible people and to associate with them is to sully yourself with their satanicness and all that lol. In reality, there are some evil demons-- Satan is evil, Ligur was pretty bad-- but there are also some evil as fuck angels... The Metatron at the top of that list. In reality, the demons are the angels who put notes in the metaphorical suggestion box. They stood up and spoke out and questioned things. They're the curious, free-thinking "troublemakers" whose questioning of authority threatened to crumble The Metatron's power so he reacted by ostracizing them. He made a sense of the demons being "other" and evil. He invented Hell and banished them all to it-- lumping curious rebels like Crowley in with evil like Lucifer/Satan and using them as examples of what happens to those who dare to question. There really is no such thing as "a demon"-- there are just angels who have been told they're no good and that they've been cast out and are part of the collective owned by and working for Satan.

In S2, we get another bit of info about a fall when Gabriel falls. The Metatron can't send Gabriel to Hell like he would other angels because he did that once with Lucifer/Satan-- the last one to have Gabriel's job before Gabriel-- and once is "a good story" (meaning, once is a cautionary tale that keeps angels in line) but twice would suggest "an institutional problem"... twice would cause a rebellion. Twice would show that the problem is really Heaven. But, The Metatron has to do something with Gabriel, so he's going to erase Gabriel's memories (he tries to before Gabriel enacts Operation Fly and saves his memories thanks to Beez) and cast him down to a new rank of angel that they've just added to the bottom of the pile-- just for Gabriel lol. It's all political, which is how Crowley and Beez fell back in the day as well. They were caught up with Lucifer and held up as examples of evil when it seems that they really were just looking for others who were questioning things, too.

Does Aziraphale realize he's falling in S2? I think there's some language in the kiss disaster scene that indicates he suspects he might be and that he doesn't fully trust in what The Metatron is offering him-- or that that's really The Metatron. I don't think he realized he was falling until that point. It's a question, though, of what a fall really is. There are many ways to fall. You can literally fall from a great height. You can fall in rank. Both of these things happen during a fall from Heaven, in Good Omens, from what we've been told, but there are other types of fall. You can also fall in love. You can fall into despair. These ones? Aziraphale knew about. He fell in love with Crowley a long time ago and despair is always something he's working at keeping at bay, sometimes more successfully than others. In the end, his fall from Heaven is tied to both of those other kinds of falls.

But is Aziraphale already something of a fallen angel, like you asked? What of the fact that he was a cherub at one point and is a principality? Which is higher rank? We are told in the book that people "make jokes" about the fact that Aziraphale has both of those ranks. The word 'joke' comes from the Latin jocus, which literally means 'wordplay' and I think maybe looking at the different kinds of rank in Heaven through that angle might be worth a look. (Me? Taking a wordplay angle? Who would've ever thought? lol)

Who outranks who can be shown to us by how the characters behave in the scenes but the ranks of angels are more about what the words mean than about exactly which level that rank is, I think. For instance, there is some evidence that a throne and a dominion are the same level of rank-- that an angel can be both at once... which makes more sense when you consider the power aspects of those words and that here's our throne/dominion leaving his chair to dominate his plants in S1:

People are complex and need more words than one title might allow.

Aziraphale can be a cherub and a principality because once you start to get into the meanings of all of these words, you can see that which ones are given to Crowley and Aziraphale are done because of how they support who the characters are-- and how they overlap. I have a meta that I've been playing with from time to time about the different meanings of principality/dominion/throne and how Crowley and Aziraphale are both really all of them. I'll try to finish that one up soon. If you look at wordplay around the word "rank" itself, though...

...a rank is a placement or a position in military order, yeah, but it's also a bad smell. Something that is rank is something that is foul and offensive. One of the themes of the show to me seems to be that, whether you're an angel or a demon or a human, you possess your own power and no one can take that away from you unless you let them. Empowerment and freedom is the realization of that. We're all equal beings. The characters who are the least interested with power systems-- the ones who have freed themselves from concern about it and live as independently as they are able-- are the ones who view others as autonomous beings and do not support oppression of others. They are the least rank because they are dismissive of the idea of rank itself.

So, while we're having fun with words here... those who are the least rank are also probably not rank in the scent sense of the word, too lol. This would be why we have a multiple scenes devoted to how everyone is in a faint over how great Crowley smells. He's the least rank of them all-- in every way possible. 😉

The other "too late"-related meta:

#ineffable husbands #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #good omens 2 #aziracrow #good omens meta

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Ch. 2. Day 1: Pansy

Characters: Draco, Pansy, Blaise, OFC

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Summary: Years after the war, Draco, Blaise & Pansy find themselves at their last ministry-appointed summon to absolve their charges. MACUSA demands to see them before their probation starts to verify their intentions. Having no connections overseas, testimonial writer (and former Slytherin) Lana Adler “kindly” steps up as their temporary guardian…and to see for herself if they truly changed.

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It was still a bit dark out when Draco left the room. He couldn't take Blaise's snoring and was almost happy he could leave early. What he was not expecting was to find Lana sitting at the kitchen table, surrounded by papers and one odd silver contraption in front of her.

Upon hearing his footsteps, Lana looked up and then very quickly realized what was happening, or rather what she had missed. "Shit, is it—?" Her head whipped at the clock hanging on the wall. "It's 7am? It's 7am!" She was like a hurricane the way she jumped from her chair and spilled the other pile of papers on her lap then somehow managed to knock a set of books on another chair at the table.

"How is it that I'm the one going to be interrogated but you're the one who looks nervous?" Draco watched her try to gather all her things together. Why she didn't just use magic to collect her things, he didn't understand.

Lana scoffed at him. "Please, you never get nervous!"

Draco shot her a look for her comment that sounded a bit too certain. "How would you know that?"

Lana stopped only to deadpan him. "I was in your fucking classes! You never got nervous about anything! Where did my — agh!" She found her favorite pen underneath the table. "Anyways, just give me 5 minutes and I'll be ready to go!"

"Did you even sleep?" It was a funny question to ask knowing he hadn't slept a damn minute.

"Oh, I'm sure I dozed off at some point…" Lana dropped all her papers on the table. She would sort them out later. "There's a bunch of random letters between the 7th and 8th page of my essay."

"You're, what, 24? Why are you at school again?"

"Twenty four and a half to be exact. And it's a long story that I'm sure you care nothing about so let me get changed and then I'll take you to MACUSA."

"I don't need a bodyguard," frowned Draco, watching Lana hurry past him to the hallway.

"And I don't need you escaping on me!" She called, and missed his initial deadpan face. "And," she called just as he turned around, "I have class right after so it's sort of a two-fer for me. Drop you off, then go to school. Will they be waking up before noon?" She pointed behind her to signify Blaise and Pansy.

Draco scoffed. "If you're smart, you'll answer that on your own."

"Touché," nodded Lana. "Five minutes!" She pointed at him then disappeared into her room.

Draco had to resign himself to wait, just like with everything else in his life. He eyed the messy stack of papers on the table and, against his better judgment, wandered over. It was nothing he could really understand as it seemed like it was all muggle related. There were some words that stood out, amongst them 'theory, hypothesis' and other terms related to the area of research. Even the odd silver device on the table had similar words. It seemed like Lana took this research of hers very seriously.

He spotted the mess of random letters on the screen of the device, figuring that was when Lana had slept for a bit. He wondered why she didn't sleep at all. He knew why he didn't sleep but usually normal people did sleep through the nights.

"Don't touch it!" Lana's sudden appearance, and yell, did honestly startle Draco.

He jumped back from the device, eyes wide for a moment until he realized it was Lana and quickly composed himself (the only way he knew how).

"I wasn't touching any of your stuff!" he said defensively.

Lana came running to the table, making sure her laptop didn't shut down on her. "Good!" She furiously tapped the mouse pad to keep the screen on. "Because I haven't backed anything up yet!"

"Back — what?"

Lana saved her essay then turned the laptop off. "It means I haven't saved it to the computer yet. Computer being" — she gestured at the laptop on the table — "that."

"I'm not interested in whatever that thing is," said Draco pretty quickly and rolled his eyes.

"Didn't seem like it," Lana said. "It's fine if you're curious. It's school stuff and a laptop is really useful, trust me. It's like a quicker way to write things down and it gets you into the internet."

"The internet?" Draco wasn't really understanding yet the questions came out of his mouth anyways. An instinct of the new world, he supposed.

Lana nodded. "Oh, it's amazing! You can search for any kind of information on it. You can see funny videos, chat with people from across the world. And it's all in a snap" — she snapped her fingers — "of a finger. Really convenient."

From a stranger's perspective, it did sound pretty convenient. God knows how long owls take sometimes to send and bring things back.

"I…guess…" Draco reluctantly agreed. Lana laughed. "What the fuck are you laughing at?"

"You!" Lana didn't hesitate to say. That only further irritated Draco.

"Why?"

"Because it looks like admitting that some muggle inventions is like life or death to you! Why does it have to be like that? Why can't you just admit that they're pretty cool things and you might want to actually try some of them."

"Because I don't," Draco said automatically. There was the instinct again. Deny, deny, deny. "I don't need to try anything."

"You should always try something new," Lana said. "You never know what it could do to your life. I mean, look at you now. Isn't the whole point of going to these summonings to prove that you're trying to do something better than what you did before?"

The conversation was reaching a point that Draco didn't want to be anywhere near. His face said it all.

"So you want to get going?" Lana ultimately asked.

"Unfortunately, that seems like my best option."

"Ouch."

Was she just trying to rile him up? For his own sanity, he kept his mouth shut and just didn't engage with her anymore. Lana seemed to understand his intentions as she quietly went around gathering her things. With her wand, she put away her things inside her bag.

Everything was fine until she told him to take her hand.

"Why?" He frowned.

"Because we're apparating there, unless you want to take the bus in New York which is, first of all, always crowded and that's if you can even get on one considering traffic is hell and—"

Draco heard enough and, with an audible groan, grabbed Lana's hand.

"I thought you'd see it my way," Lana said with a triumphant smirk.

"I don't enjoy this," he muttered.

"I'm enjoying this a little bit."

They apparated with Draco glaring daggers at Lana. They landed in another alley, unsurprisingly, but it was only a block away from the MACUSA building. They made it substantially early.

"Okay," Lana said once they were in the correct department (they may have taken a wrong turn), "You're supposed to be done at 4 today so I'll be here to pick you up."

"I don't need anyone to pick me up. Believe it or not, I'm not a dog," said Draco with one of his usual scowls.

"It's the fucking process, deal with it," Lana said dismissively then turned towards the secretary outside the precise office Draco would he called into. "Save the scowls for the interrogation. I'm sure they'll love it."

"You're—"

"Sh!" Lana walked up to the secretary and introduced herself then told the woman why they were there.

Truthfully, Draco didn't pay attention. He was exhausted, actually, and it wasn't all from the lack of sleep. He was beyond done with the systems and all its processes. It was Lana's sharp 'hell no' that brought him to the conversation.

She had gotten angry in such a short span of time. "He's supposed to leave at four," she reiterated.

"What's going on?" Draco walked up beside her. He didn't regard the secretary and her disdainful eyes on him.

"This lady," Lana spat at the secretary, "thinks she can fool me."

"I'm not sweetheart," the secretary said with an overly sweet smile. "I'm just telling you what the schedule is and he," she pointed at Draco, "is scheduled to leave until 6pm today. Deal with it."

"No," Lana said sharply. "Listen woman, I know how this works. I used to be a secretary so I know that the schedule is just an estimate—"

"And is subject to change," the woman said curtly. "So I don't understand your behavior towards me."

"Oh, I bet you do, you little—"

Sensing how that sentence was going to end, Draco yanked Lana back and blocked her way to the secretary. "Are you fucking insane?" He gritted his teeth. "You're supposed to be helping us but all you're going to do is get me an overnight interrogation."

Lana peered around him to glare at the secretary. Draco took the necessary step to block her view again.

"She's playing us!" Lana exclaimed, frustrated. "I know what I'm doing, trust me. I have this."

"I don't want you to 'have' anything!" Draco hissed but she had already side-stepped him.

Lana planted the palms of her hands on the secretary's desk and lowered her head to meet the woman's eyes. "The summoning dates don't change. And even if on the off chance that it did, he has a right to know at least 24 hours before. Which he wasn't."

"Well—"

"No, no 'well' about anything. I've done my share of summonings and each time there's been a mistake, the accused has the right and means to overturn their charges. We wouldn't want MACUSA to be the reason that such a long, long, case has suddenly been halted, would we?"

The secretary's lips pursed into a thin line. Her dark eyes kept flickering from Lana to Draco. The latter was genuinely a little curious about Lana's words. He didn't remember anything like that being mentioned at the start of his trials and summons. Then again, no one really bothered to explain how the whole process would go. He just showed up when demanded and answered when asked.

So he was quite stunned when the secretary muttered that he could leave at 4pm as previously scheduled.

Lana smiled widely, and smugly, as she lifted her hands off the desk. "Thank you. Please remember that when I bring in the other 2 summons tomorrow."

"He needs to come in now if he wants to make it out on time," the secretary said.

"Of course. Let me just have a word real quick." Lana pulled Draco a few steps away from the desk.

"How did you—?"

"Never mind that. You're on thin ice with these people—"

Draco scoffed. "That's not news to me, darling. I know what these people think of me."

"Then shut them up. The smart way," Lana said, throwing a glance at the secretary. The woman had gone inside the office for a moment.

"Is what you said true?"

Lana's attention shifted back to Draco. "About the summon dates? Yes. Why?" Her brows furrowed. "Is this not the first time it's happened?"

"I lost count," Draco admitted. "Sometimes the dates got switched and I missed the whole summon or the times changed and I was late."

"I'm sorry." Lana's genuine apology made him shift. "That's unfair and unjust but don't worry, that's not going to happen here. I'll be back at 4 sharp."

Draco knew that he didn't actually know Lana but he felt her sincerity. She would be here at 4pm. "You don't have to…"

"I will," Lana reiterated. "So just…watch your mouth and keep your head down. Two more of these and you're done."

The secretary emerged from the office and cleared her throat, drawing the two's attention over to her. "He needs to come in," she repeated. "Alone."

"Wasn't planning on joining," Lana shot the woman a look. "Unless you're planning on throwing in other shady shit. By the way, I'll need a copy of the interrogation dialogue."

"That's not for the public eye," snapped the woman.

"I'm not 'public eye, I'm the Testimonial writer for this case as well as for my other 2 summons tomorrow. I'm happy to provide my previous testimony writings for their cases as proof. Therefore, I'm gonna need to make sure everything was by the book."

The secretary's gaze was full of contempt for Lana. However, she did not refuse Lana's request which gave Draco the impression that Lana did indeed know what she was doing. His gaze lingered on her even as he started walking for the office.

Lana smiled lightly at him. "See you at 4," she waved.

He had to quickly rid himself of his startled face before anyone in the office saw it.

~0~

When Lana returned home from school, she found Pansy rummaging through the kitchen. There were several canned foods and boxes on the counter and things from the fridge outside.

"Uh, can I help you?" Lana left her things on the table then walked around.

Pansy let out a frustrated groan. "You don't have anything good! What the fuck is this?" She grabbed a box of girl scout cookies and carelessly tossed it behind her.

"Hey!" Lana frowned. She pulled her wand forwards. "Accio cookies!" In a snap, the box flew into her hands. "These babies are delicious. Chocolate mint cookies!"

"Where's your booze?" Pansy demanded.

"Well, at least you're straightforward." Lana set the cookies on the counter. "Assuming you just woke up, can I interest you in some breakfast?" Pansy's death stare was a clear answer what she thought about 'breakfast'. Lana's eyebrows raised slowly. "Do you…do you just not have breakfast at all, then?"

Pansy rolled her eyes. "If you mean do I have breakfast at a table" — she flapped an arm at the round table behind Lana — "and make idle chat with myself, then no."

"Because you live by yourself," Lana said knowingly, earning quite the look from Pansy. "Your trial was for the public, Pansy. It only became private when the interrogations started."

Pansy muttered a few things under her breath that, although Lana didn't hear perfectly, were no doubt curses. Her gaze swept the kitchen disdainfully. "Your kitchen sucks, and so does your food."

Lana shrugged. "It's no mansion, but it's home. Would you like some breakfast?"

Pansy rubbed her stomach, shifting on her feet as she felt a growl. "Maybe," she begrudgingly said.

Lana laughed lightly. "I'm gonna go on a lamb and say that I'll bet some pancakes will fill you up more than booze."

"Clearly, you haven't tried the good kind," Pansy said, watching Lana use her wand to clear away the mess she made.

"The expensive kind? Yeah, probably not," Lana said, leaving her wand on the counter. "My dad was very strict even when he was a wholeass ocean away from Hogwarts. If he ever heard that I took one sip of alcohol underage, I wouldn't live to tell the tale."

Pansy leaned back on the counter as Lana started moving around gathering the ingredients for pancakes. "Your father was the strict kind, then? Hard ass?"

Lana scoffed. "That's an understatement. Sometimes I'm sure he sent me to Hogwarts to keep me away."

"From him?"

Lana grabbed a bowl and a measuring cup from the lower cabinet. "Pretty sure it was more to keep me away from my mother."

"He really hated your mother enough to do that?"

Lana returned to the fridge for the milk, eggs and butter. "Yup. Apparently, he had no idea she was a halfblood until after they were married."

"She duped him?" Pansy sounded a little impressed.

"She loved him," Lana said, hard, and glanced at Pansy, "but my dad doesn't love anyone."

"Story of everyone's life, Alana," Pansy said dismissively.

"That's not my name—"

"I mean, do you really think my parents love each other?" Pansy snorted. "Don't even get me started on Blaise's mother."

Lana knew Blaise's family story very well. His mother was very famous, after all. "Didn't it ever bother you?" She asked Pansy.

Pansy shrugged. "I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? My parents used to argue all the time. It bothered me and when they divorced and my dad kept me away from my mom, I definitely felt a little bit bothered."

Pansy rolled her eyes, something that irritated Lana. "Oh, Alana, if I wept every time my parents argued, I would have cried rivers. We don't cry."

"Who's 'we'?"

"Isn't it obvious? The rich. We don't cry."

Lana blamed herself for walking right into that. She dumped two cups of flour into the bowl and then cut up a slice of butter.

"Course," Pansy decided to hop on the counter and make it a seat, "right now I'm not rich but I'm hoping that'll change soon."

"Yeah, guess changing life styles like that must have been pretty rough." Lana had already slid the butter into the microwave to melt it a bit and was now cracking eggs. "Your assets were frozen but the ministry did give you, Blaise and Draco a modest allowance per month."

"A right old insult is what they give us!" Pansy didn't hesitate to say, slapping a hand on the counter. "My father used to give me more as a weekly allowance!" Lana chuckled. Pansy had a lot more to say about the matter but a new thought struck her. She looked at Lana curiously, and then suspiciously. "The monthly allowance stuff was after the public trials. That information wasn't public. How'd you know about it?"

Lana had started mixing everything in the bowl. "Well…early in my testimonial writer days for MACUSA, one of the first assignments that leads you to becoming a lawyer is to pick a case that you're going to follow from start to finish. You're supposed to read everything you can on the case if it already started and when they gave me the list of ongoing cases I was eligible for…your, uh, names were there…"

Pansy lifted an eyebrow at Lana. "My name's on some ruddy school assignment list? For MACUSA?"

"More precisely for the Ministry. After Hogwarts, I went into the Ministry and then to MACUSA. Kind of like another exchange program, only this time I'm actually from New York and, more precisely, from MACUSA." Lana turned back to the stove to turn it on and then brought up the pan.

"Why'd you pick our case?" Pansy asked, this time sheerly out of curiosity. "And, well, isn't it technically 3?"

"You, Blaise and Draco are under the same case," Lana said. She grabbed a large spoon and started spilling the batter into the pan. "And when I saw your names, I knew exactly who you were."

"So, what, you did it as a high-skilled tease?" A frown started spreading across Pansy's face. "Way to get back at us for making fun of you back then or something?"

"See, it's the fact that you assume that you were mean to me back in Hogwarts tells you" — Lana pointed at Pansy with the spoon, dripping some batter on the floor in the process — "that you should have been a better person."

Pansy didn't like admitting defeat and it showed. With a contemptuous glint, her eyes flickered to the side.

Lana felt like being nice so she went ahead and told Pansy a secret. "No, you never even crossed a word with me, Pansy. Even when I pulled the niffler off you, you never even said 'thank you'."

Pansy admitted that sounded like her. She wouldn't even try denying it. "If you weren't a pureblood, I probably never even looked your way."

Lana laughed. "And now look at you here, in my kitchen, waiting to eat some pancakes. Who would've guessed, huh?"

"How low I've gone," Pansy sighed, absentmindedly tugging one of her short black strands. "What I'd give to have all my money back."

"And to go home?" Lana's assumption was, apparently, wrong considering Pansy snorted quite loudly.

"Are you kidding? Back with my parents? The fuck not! Those two turned their backs on me the moment the Ministry charged me! The only reason they got to keep their money is because they never actually committed any crimes during the war."

"Technically, neither did you," Lana's passing comment made Pansy pause. Lana was busy settling a new pancake on a plate.

"What do you mean?"

"C'mon Pansy, when you've had your interrogations, they haven't exactly been about any precise crime you've committed." Lana almost sounded like she was amused that Pansy hadn't figured it out.

Pansy slid off the counter and marched over to Lana, taking the spoon out of Lana's hand. "What do you mean by that?"

"C'mon Pansy, haven't you ever wondered why most of the questions they've asked you are about Draco and Blaise? I have your dialogues from previous interrogations."

"I just thought they wanted to figure out what our stories were…" Pansy said, trailing off as she began to think about all her previous interrogations.

Lana reached over to take the spoon back. "I'm almost a lawyer, Pansy. Your charges are, at most, suspected accomplice."

And so, very quickly, a great and deep scowl marked Pansy's face as she cried out 'those idiots!'. "All these fucking years of constant interrogations and trials and all because they think that I helped Draco and Blaise? I could just—" she balled her hands into fists in front of her.

"You could technically sue," Lana said, flipping over a pancake. "After you're set free, of course. The ministry should have told you straight away what your charges were."

Pansy's eyes darted from side to side, her mind spinning with ideas about what to do when that glorious freedom came. "First, I'm going to kill Draco and Blaise and then I'll sue." Lana quietly laughed. "It's not funny!" Pansy snapped, turning away to start pacing. "I have always been at those idiots' side and this is what I get!?"

"Yeah, you guys were always like glue…" Lana nodded. She couldn't really remember a time where the three Slytherins weren't together in school. "Rumors flew about you guys, that's for sure." Pansy 'hmmd' during her pacing. "A lot of people thought you and Draco were going out."

"We weren't."

"Well that's just what I always heard—"

"It was, at best, casual sex."

"Ah, well, I did not ask about that. Very sure I didn't ask about that, actually." And just as Pansy turned around, Lana flicked a little bit of batter at her face.

"Hey!" Pansy shrieked and quickly wiped the batter off her nose while Lana laughed.

"All is forgiven now!"

Pansy shot Lana a glare. "You're really annoying, you know that?"

"Yeah, it's like your favorite thing to say about me," Lana said, "Draco said it at least 10 times this morning and I'm sure that Blaise will say it another 10 when he wakes up. Speaking of, should we check in on him? It's past one in the afternoon and he's still asleep?"

Pansy grabbed the top pancake of the stack and ripped it in half. "He usually wakes up in the afternoon. He'll need coffee, by the way. Do you have sugar? He likes it sweet."

"You sure seem to know his wake-up routine well."

"I should. I live with him," Pansy said, "And Draco. It's the best we could do with our miserable allowances."

Lana smiled. This, she had already known from an early interrogation. The ministry was very curious to see how the three would use the money after receiving it. It was a tactic while also being decent and not leaving the three to fend for themselves. "You guys really are glued together."

Pansy shrugged, though this time her expression wasn't snarky nor irritated. "After the war, many people despised us even more. There weren't many we could trust in except between us. My parents turned their back on me, Blaise's mother didn't even think twice about him and Draco left his parents after everything. It's just us three."

"Solidarity between friends is a very lucky thing to have, Pansy," Lana said, "I'm glad you guys have each other's backs."

"Still gonna kill them, though," Pansy muttered before taking a big bite out of her pancake.

Lana started chuckling again. "Just don't say that tomorrow at your interrogation, alright? We gotta make sure you're on your best behavior. In the meantime, why don't we go out today?"

"Seriously?" Pansy seemed less than convinced that would actually happen.

Lana nodded. "Yeah. I'm done with class today and I have to go back to MACUSA for Draco at 4 so we have 3 hours to kill."

"What'd you have in mind…?" Pansy squinted her eyes suspiciously at Lana. "It better not be some fucking charity thing or a weird muggle thing."

"I was going to say shopping but—"

"Sold," Pansy blurted then blinked, having caught herself too late.

Lana's lips curved into a smirk. "Long time since you've been to the stores?"

Pansy reluctantly nodded. "Even without the war, I can't exactly go shopping with Blaise or Draco."

"Right," Lana didn't even want to think how that would go. "What about your other friends, though? I know you used to hang out with, uh, Daphne Greengrass? And Milicent Bullstrode?"

"Milicent flaked the moment I was arrested," Pansy said with a scowl on her face. "And Daphne's fine but she's kind of…well, her style and mine don't compliment each other."

Lana couldn't really remember what kind of style Daphne Greengrass favored considering they were always in their Hogwarts uniforms. After they graduated, they didn't exactly see each other again.

"Well, if you tell me your style, I can take you to some stores that will compliment your style," she said.

Pansy still didn't seem to really believe Lana. "Why would you do that?" she ultimately asked. "You just heard that my money is lousy."

"Yeah, but that's wizarding money, Pansy. Here in New York, we use dollars and with your galleons, you will have a substantial amount. Plus, the stores I'll bring you to won't be that expensive. Sorry there's no richy-rich stores for you right now."

"Yeah, but why would you do it in the first place?" Pansy insisted on a straightforward answer. "You said that I never crossed a word with you when we were at Hogwarts. Why would you want to help me now?"

"For the same reason that I picked your case," Lana replied. Pansy raised an eyebrow, waiting to hear that oh-so-good reason. "I picked you, Blaise and Draco because I wanted to see if you had actually changed. That you wanted to change."

Pansy's lips pressed together. For a moment, Lana wondered if she would yell. She wouldn't be surprised if Pansy did.

However, a few minutes later, Pansy quietly asked her something else. "Do you think we have?"

Lana smiled. "You're here having breakfast with me, aren't you? And we're going shopping afterwards? Would you have done that with me when we were teenagers?"

After a few minutes of a stare-off, Pansy began to smile.

~ 0 ~

After their breakfast, the women got ready for their day out. Blaise woke up about halfway through their preparations and found one warm mug of coffee with extra sugar waiting for him at the table. Lana was putting on her coat when she heard Blaise thank Pansy for the gesture. Pansy had even saved him two pancakes for him to eat.

Lana stood by the hallway watching the small exchange. They did have each other's backs, and were more than complimentary living together.

"Ready?" Lana strode into the living room, acting as if she hadn't caught sight of anything.

"Yeah," Pansy nodded.

Blaise's eyes flickered between the two women curiously. "Where are you two going? Pansy hasn't been summoned today."

"We know that," Lana said, adjusting the collars of her coat, "We're going to do some shopping."

Like Pansy at the start, Blaise didn't believe them. "You two?" he pointed at Lana then at Pansy. "Together? Willingly?"

"What is this? 21 questions?" Lana remarked then drew even more attention to herself. With a sigh, she said: "Muggle thing. Yes, Blaise, we're going out. Would you like to come?"

"Part of me wants to say 'yes' just to see how long it'll take for you two to want to kill each other…and the other part of me wants to stay right here enjoying silence."

"Wow, broody much?" Lana made a face.

"You would want some silence if you lived with her" — Blaise nodded at Pansy — "and Draco. They're like cats and dogs."

"So are you two," Pansy was happy to say. "You think I enjoy hearing you two bicker over the stupidest things?" Before Blaise could answer her, Pansy glanced at Lana. "Last week, they argued to the point of almost avada kedrava-ing each other over a missing apple."

"Which you ate," Blaise pointed an accusing finger at Pansy. "And you were going to let us bloody fight over it."

Pansy smirked. "Men are so stupid."

Lana thought it was a good time to leave. "So, Blaise, make yourself at home. Watch some t.v. or something. We'll be back before 4."

Blaise raised a hand at them, making it clear he was quite alright seeing them leave. Lana then took Pansy's hand and apparated them out of the apartment.

~ 0 ~

It didn't take Lana very long to figure out what Pansy's style was. Pansy was a tall girl with an admittedly nice body. It didn't matter what she tried on, she would look good in it regardless. She favored dark colors and leather. Once Lana figured that out, it was a lot easier to find things Pansy would like.

"What are those?" Pansy did a double-take at the fishnet stockings that Lana had brought her.

"They're in style right now," Lana said, "And they would look so cute with that black dress we found."

Pansy knew exactly what dress that Lana talked about. It was a tight black dress with a scalloped neckline that, actually, Lana found. Pansy had already tried it on and despite having a hard time admitting that she liked it, she had not let it go since.

"You think it'll look nice?" Pansy said, her voice full of doubt.

Lana nodded fervently. "Yeah, and then you can pair it with some boots. Oh! I know a store that's having a sale this weekend! We can go there after!"

"A sale?" Pansy was less than impressed with the news, making Lana laugh. "Oh, this is what my life has come to? I have to shop in the sales section?"

"You are so fucking spoiled," Lana shook her head, still laughing. "So what if something's not that expensive? Did you know that actually leaves you with" — she pretended to gasp and even brought a hand in front of her mouth — "more money?"

Pansy deadpanned Lana and snatched the fishnet stockings out of her hand. "Fuck you, honestly."

Lana snorted and laughed all over again.

Afterwards, they hit the shoe store as planned. Lana helped Pansy find two pairs of new shoes, though Lana had to explain what the term 'bogo' meant and nearly died of laughter with Pansy's reaction.

"I've hit rock bottom!" she almost wailed in the shoe section.

Lana dragged the woman out of there nearly in tears but Pansy calmed when Lana offered to buy her some coffee.

"I don't know what you're complaining about," Lana said while they waited for their order to be called. "You got a nice dress, a blouse, and two pairs of shoes. Sounds like a good day to me."

Pansy let out a long sigh. "I'm just not used to it."

"Shopping anymore or shopping and saving money?"

Pansy deadpanned Lana for a long minute. "Are you sure you're not doing all this just to tease us?"

"I'm sure," Lana said, smiling, "But it's funny seeing you come out of your privileged bubble. That's where the real people live."

"It sucks!"

"Yeah, that's about right." Lana heard her name at the counter and rushed to pick up their coffees. It was when she was handing Pansy her coffee that she saw the time on her watch. "Shit, it's almost four!"

Pansy glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 3:45pm and Lana was rushing them out of the crowded place. "You're making me spill!" Pansy exclaimed as Lana dragged her into the nearest alley.

"We gotta head back, Pansy. I gotta go back to MACUSA," Lana reached for her wand tucked away in her pocket. "I told Draco I'd be there on time."

Pansy scoffed. "Please, he was hardly ever punctual before all this stuff."

"Doesn't matter, I'm always on time," Lana said. "Now hold on cos we're going home."

Pansy rolled her eyes and grabbed Lana's arm. "If I drop my coffee, I'm going to kill you," she warned Lana.

Lana apparated them in the same alley that would lead them home. The coffees survived the apparation, something Pansy was pretty happy about.

"Blaise, look what I got!" Pansy said as soon as they were inside the apartment. "And I got you something too!" She called extra loud despite Blaise being in the living room.

"Oh, you figured out the t.v. then," Lana said as she helped settle the bags on the kitchen table.

Blaise was holding the remote in his hand when Lana looked his way. "It's…interesting," Blaise said, turning the remote over and over, "I don't get what half of these buttons do. And I don't know how I keep changing what's on the box."

"T.V.," Lana corrected him and walked over to the side of the couch, facing the television. "And it looks like you're watching Jeopardy…"

"Yeah, I have no idea what I'm doing," Blaise admitted defeat and tossed the remote to the side. "So, guess you two survived. How was it?"

"I'm going to let Pansy answer that because I gotta head to MACUSA," Lana said. She reached for the remote on the control and flipped it to a different channel. "Watch that, I think you'll like the gimmicks."

Blaise looked at the screen again, finding two teenagers in some kind of basement. "That place looks filthy as fuck," he remarked.

Lana snorted. "Just wait till you see what they smoke in it." She gave him the remote and quickly taught him about the volume buttons. "I'll be back in a bit," she said afterwards. "Don't kill each other while I'm gone."

Pansy waved her off without much interest. She was going through her shopping bags. Lana left the apartment feeling quite proud of herself.

~ 0 ~

It was 4:05 and Lana was ready to argue with the secretary again. They had been having a silent stare-off since Lana arrived. Even when Draco finally emerged from the office, the contest didn't end. He walked over to Lana and followed her gaze to the secretary.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he sounded tired. He was.

"Staring at my new enemy," Lana said bluntly, her nose scrunching. "And plotting."

"Well, could you do it on your time? I don't want to suddenly be called back in because of you." And just for cautionary reasons, Draco grabbed her arm and pulled her even further from the secretary's desk. "Can we go now?"

Lana finally tore her gaze from the secretary, though she hated that the woman probably thought she won the staring contest. "Yeah."

The two left MACUSA as quickly as possible, neither one trusting the other not to screw things up.

"How'd it go?" Blaise asked as soon as they walked in.

"Shut up," went Draco within the second.

Blaise seemed to expect as much. It always happened when they were questioned individually.

"Are you hungry?" Lana thought it was a rhetorical question given how long Draco had been away. She doubted he got a lunch break.

"Not really, no," he muttered and started walking towards the hallway.

"Oh c'mon, yes you are," Lana called after him. "Stop being an absolute grump and come back."

Blaise snorted on the couch. "That'll be the day."

Draco stopped in the hallway and turned around, a glare already on his face. "Shut the fuck up, Zabini. I am not in the mood. I've been questioned from here to there and I am not going to take any extra shit from anyone today."

Even after all that, Blaise still didn't seem very phased. It almost made Lana laugh had the situation been better.

"Okay, how about we take a different avenue then?" Lana said, backtracking towards the kitchen.

"I'm not in the mood for your antics either," Draco warned her.

"Can I interest you in some wine?" Lana's question led to a brief silence.

Ultimately, Blaise looked at her incredulously. "You told Pansy you had none."

"I wasn't going to let her drink before breakfast," Lana said.

"I bet that one hasn't eaten anything either," Blaise countered, pointing back at Draco.

"Yeah, but Pansy wasn't interrogated for 8 hours straight." Lana then met Draco's gaze. "So? How about it?"

"I doubt it's anything I've tried," he said, his tone implying he would eventually agree, "But beggars can't be choosers, right?"

"Now you're getting it!" Lana laughed. She went into the kitchen for the wine bottle. "Although," she said when she returned with the bottle and glasses, "this one's actually from my dad. He sent it to me last year for my birthday."

"And you didn't open it?" Blaise stood up from the couch, turning the television off (he had finally mastered the remote).

"I don't exactly get along with him and that," Lana nodded down at the bottle, "feels like a bribe to me."

"Because it is." Draco walked over to the table and picked up the bottle to inspect. "Lana, this is a good kind. It's French." He sounded and looked surprised. "What does your father do again?"

Lana seemed reluctant to answer. "He works for MACUSA, specifically as the consultant of the president."

A flicker of recognition crossed Draco's eyes. "Adler? Hold on, is your dad Jameson Adler?"

Lana begrudgingly nodded. "It's why I was invited to Slughorn's club…" She glanced at Blaise. Slughorn had immediately learned that her father was one of the most important consultants to the MACUSA president and suddenly she was completely favored by him.

"Why didn't you say that before?" Draco asked.

"Because I wanted to avoid that look!" Lana gestured to his dumbfounded face. "Everyone's always suddenly nicer and helpful when they know who my dad is. I don't like that, and I don't like him, and I don't like any presents he sends me! So do me a favor and either finish the wine or take it home with you! I don't want it here." After her outburst, the only sound was her heavy breathing.

"Are you done?" came Draco's quiet drawl. She shot him a glare while Blaise laughed.

"I fucking hate you."

"Not the first nor the last." Draco took out his wand and opened the wine bottle. He grabbed a glass and started pouring into the glasses.. "Drink." He held the glass to her, expecting her to do as he said.

"You think you're so great, huh?" Lana still took the glass from him.

"I've been interrogated for 8 hours. I am fucking amazing for not cracking," he countered, and honestly made a good point. For that matter, Lana stopped arguing and took a drink out of her glass.

"Alright, it's not poisoned, serve me one," Blaise said as he approached the table.

"Hey!" Pansy exclaimed as she walked out and saw the scene. "I thought you said you had no booze!"

"I didn't say that," Lana shrugged. "I said 'do you want breakfast?'."

Pansy stalked over and plucked the glass that Draco was going to give Blaise and drowned it all in one go.

Lana's eyes widened as Pansy then asked for another serve. "You guys are experts, huh?"

"Pretty much," the three said simultaneously.

"Hey, this stuff's not bad," Pansy said as she watched her glass being refilled. She then saw the wine bottle's print and gasped. "You do have something expensive in this house!"

"Okay, that's just fucking rude," Lana pointed at the woman.

"Oh, Alana, take a joke." Pansy turned away with her new glass in hand and walked to the couch.

"Is she—?" Lana pointed after her, eyes flickering between Draco and Blaise. "We went shopping and grabbed coffee and she still calls me 'Alana'?"

"That's Pansy," Draco said with a smirk that matched the one that Blaise wore.

"Thanks for the wine, Adler," Blaise clinked his glass against Lana's. "You just went from a 4 to a 10 in my book."

"A four?" Lana gawked. Draco began to snicker. "Don't you fucking dare laugh!" Lana snapped at him.

Draco slid the wine bottle in front of her. "I think you'll need this more than I will."

Lana could have said many things back but her instincts kicked in and she drowned her entire glass instead.

#ocapp #allaboutocs #ochub #fyeahharrypotterocs #fd: harry potter #harry potter #draco malfoy #draco malfoy fics #draco malfoy imagines #draco malfoy x oc #harry potter fics #harry potter imagines #harry potter oc #oc: lana adler #fic: trial and error

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gallifreyan-heart · 3 years

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The Grave in the Garden

So, the other day, I had posted about how in FtR the Doctor has to just leave Clara's body at Trap Street.

That was the last thing that happened before he was sent off into the confession dial. This got me thinking about the grave in the garden at the castle in Heaven Sent.

He says to the Veil "Who's been stealing my nightmares?" and later, to the ghost of Clara in his mind, "The portrait of you. The creature from my own nightmares. This place is my own bespoke torture chamber, intended for me only."

So we establish from that, everything in there was some manifestation of his own worst memories/dreams/subconscious.

Now, a basic interpretation would be that of course, the thought of being forced to dig your own grave is, in itself, definitely nightmare fodder. However, let me posit a different, more heartbreaking, theory. Why? Because it's Whouffle and we love our angst and gut-wrenching hypothesis. Duh.

He was digging Clara's grave.

Hear me out... 😅

He was already feeling utterly responsible and guilty for Clara's death, which every time the day reset, was fresh for him until his memory was triggered. So there's no doubt in my mind that he would be repeatedly plagued not only by that guilt but also by the aforementioned trauma of having to unceremoniously just up and leave her body. None of his other companions let alone, the love of his life had ever died right in front of him like that.*

What could possibly be more self-torturous for him than to add onto that pain by manifesting a metaphorical grave that he would have to dig over and over again, each time having to acknowledge she was really gone and blaming himself for it? Ouch.

We learn later that it was always only him there, so he is the one who buried the "I am in 12" stone in the grave to begin with. He literally could have put that clue anywhere around the castle or just dug a regular old hole in the ground - so why (and this is another reason why I think it's Clara's grave, not his) that? Let's go back to their exchange in Time of the Doctor:

When Clara asks him why he sent her away, he sadly says "Because if I hadn't, I'd have buried you a long time ago." (So there's a little precursor here that he had already been faced with having to think about it before) to which she replies, "No, you wouldn't. I would never have let you get stuck here."

Did he remember that conversation and knowingly bury the key clue to getting "unstuck" from the castle in a grave that represented her? There's Clara Oswald, saving him once again, even in death.

I hope that all made some semblance of sense... 🤷🏻‍♀️

But if it didn't, then at least I'll leave you with this related right-in-the-feels tidbit that maybe you have never seen:

*I know he saw Adric die, but it wasn't literally steps in front of him.

#whouffle #whouffaldi #dw meta #heaven sent #right in the feels #i hope this made sense lmao #the doctor x clara #clara oswald #twelfth doctor

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acciocriativity · 3 years

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You and Me II || Harry Potter

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Slytherin/Reader

Summary: After years at Hogwarts, your life would really begin and nothing could be better than to start this new phase with your official birthday party, but the next day does not turn out quite as expected.

Warnings: For those who haven't read the first part yet, Tom Riddle is not Voldemort in this fic. The first wizard war was against another wizard but its consequences are still valid! Just pure fluff and an implied bit of smut.

Word Count: 3,0k

A/N: This is obviously the part two of You and Me, but it’s not necessarily related, so you can just read this one as a one shot but the first part gives you a lot of context for this, ok? ok then. (Happy really early Birthday Katie! I'd like to post this on your bday but I was too anxious for this. Hope you like it!)

Part I

04/27/1997

"You're really not well, how can a person be in this state when their birthday is so close? I've tried to understand and still can't", the brunette's bored voice made itself present in the room for the 4th time in the day and as I prepared my answer, she held up her hand and delivered her own hypothesis first. "You can't be sad that we're finishing seventh year, I swear for Merlin's sake, if that's the case, I'll...", the words slipped slowly from her mouth, as did the calmness remaining in her.

"Even though anything you have to say sounds like a lot of fun, it's not the case. I really want to start my own life, have my own job and all that. I'm just thinking a lot lately, too many things have happened, we've all changed so much", I didn't bother to look at her, still focused on the ceiling painted like a blue summer sky and she didn't mind asking permission to lie next to me on the bed.

"We had to grow up eventually, although some took too long, in fact, I can point out for sure that half the boys still act like kids", we both laughed until our bellies ached.

"Well, good for us then because Draco and Blaise are not on that list and don't even dare look at me like that, you know he's changed a lot", I heard her amused giggles and already imagined what was coming.

"I wasn't even going to say anything this time, it's really impressive how you just stick up for him, I hope it's the same with me", I frowned and looked at her as if she was out of her mind, and there were chances she really was. "Since when do you need protection from someone?".

"I never said I needed it, but it's nice to know I have it", she shrugged without looking me in the eye and I decided it would be better to change the subject, because nothing good ever comes out of a Pansy, who is unseasy in any sense.

"So, about your...," she started. "Pansy, what do you…”, I said at the same time, but I just smiled and waited in silence for what she had to say.

"I was going to ask about your parents, you're going to have to live with them in a month, so how are you feeling about that?", she just glanced at me.

"That's been going through my mind, I have no idea what it's going to be like but it's going to be better than anything that's happened in the past, that's enough for now", I sighed.

"You know you can come to my house, right? You can hide there", I agreed with a smile and we continued in a comfortable silence.

04/29/1997

7:30 A.M.

On the morning of my birthday, I woke up in the best possible way. The warmth emanating from Draco's body and the thick blanket kept me unfazed by the freezing wind coming in through the window. I didn't want to move and I didn't need to.

I sighed satisfied with the position I was in, curled up under the blanket hugging the blond's bare torso, with no responsibility or obligation other than to enjoy my day.

"Morning, love", his arms pressed me tighter against him, I could feel his calm breathing and somehow, I felt calmer too.

I left a few kisses on his bare skin and the goosebumps they caused on him made me break out into a little smile. "Good morning, love", I whispered leaning back against him.

"Come here, let me give you a proper happy birthday", he gave my hair a quick pat and lifted my chin to look at him.

As soon as I crawled closer to him, his arms entwined around my waist and pulled me even closer.

"Happy birthday my love", he left several little kisses on my face and neck before moving to my lips, but our moment was interrupted by a noise on the window.

A gray owl incessantly beat its beak on the window pane, we looked at each other, neither of us wanted to get up, but it would be too cruel to leave the poor thing waiting there.

"It's my birthday, I have the right to ask you to go", I gave a brief kiss on his lips before letting him go to the war field.

I stayed warm while he opened the window further so that the owl could get through, as well as the icy wind.

He rushed back to my side in time to see me tear the seal off the letter I received.

"It's from my parents, they are really working hard this year. I have to admit that", I told him as I scanned the paper.

"At least they realized what a great daughter they have, she's a little mean but still great", I was too busy reading the letter to notice his cunning and more icy than usual hands pass around me.

I jumped out of bed as I felt the shock of our skin contact and he had the audacity to laugh, I had to control myself too much not to grab my wand.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, you are dead now", I climbed into bed with my pillow, ready to fight.

20:00 P.M.

A few hours later, I was getting ready for the party in the Slytherin common room, everyone was invited since after this stressful year, a party would be nice and I couldn't physically kick anyone out.

I was barely concentrating in my makeup, Nala was running back and forth between my feet wanting attention and I couldn't give it to her or for the next few hours, no matter how much it broke my heart.

"For Merlin's sake... Nala! Sit!", it saddened me to see that she obeyed but still wanted to come running to me, that deserved a good reward.

I fed her one of her favorite cookies and petted her shiny fur before going back in front of the mirror. I checked several times to make sure I was ready.

"See you later my love, mma will be back soon", I waved to her and went downstairs before I gave in.

There were already a lot of people when I arrived, the new song by The Weird Sisters was so loud that Pansy didn't hear me, even though I called out 2 times as she passed by on the other side of the room.

As I made my way through, many friends stopped to congratulate me and also to chat a bit, by the time I realized what I was supposed to do, more than 10 minutes had passed.

"Have you guys seen Pansy? I was looking for her", I said before turning my own glass of buttered beer over and leaving it in Tom's hand. "See you guys later", my eyes were glued on the blond guy standing in the corner and in less than a second, I was walking towards him.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with that?!", I heard his indignant voice but ignored it along with all the other people, who tried to talk to me on my way to him.

"You know, the delay is only elegant because it doesn't last more than 5 minutes", he was smiling even though he hated tardiness.

"Maybe for most people, a queen is never late love, the others were too early. Especially when it's her birthday", I stopped in front of him. "You haven't given me my present yet, I'm waiting", I pointed to my own lips.

He chuckled and looked at me for a few seconds before he said something, even with the lights flashing I could still see the twinkle in his eyes, which still reflected mine equally.

"Are you asking this as a gift around too?", his smile widened as did mine, he took a step closer.

"Does that mean you're not going to give it to me? I had high expectations for this one in particular", something in his gaze changed, I could clearly tell but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.

"That particular one can wait, right now, I have my main gift", he took his hands off his back and in them was a green velvet median box with silver details.

I was almost breathless just admiring the package once it was in my hands. To top it off, a green silk bow and I had the impression that he had made it himself.

When I opened it, my jaw dropped. A silver necklace with an emerald heart carefully displayed in the box.

"Draco, you really didn't have to give me something expensive", he didn't answer me, instead took the necklace and helped me put it on.

"It seemed like an appropriate gift, now that we will no longer be living by Slytherin rules, it’s a nice way to say goodbye", I didn't think twice before I kissed him.

"I love you, I'll never get tired of saying that", I whispered between kisses. "You won't forget that, right?", I sighed as he brushed his lips across the skin of my neck.

"I have no reason to forget love, I...", we were interrupted by a forced cough behind me.

"Why don't you two just go into a room? No one has to see this scene", Blaise's unmistakable voice sounded and I felt my boyfriend giggle, not moving out of position.

"You can go after your girlfriend instead of getting in our way, wouldn't that be a brilliant idea?", I didn't see what happened, but a nice answer wouldn't be."So where were we honey?", he raised his eyes to meet mine.

"We better save that for the end of the party love, wasn't that your idea?", I pulled away from him and took his hand. "You have a whole party to enjoy."

"I already regret that decision, thanks for reminding me", he mumbled that and a few other things I couldn't hear.

07/01/1997

7:00 A.M.

"I still can't believe this is our last breakfast at Hogwarts", Astoria commented amidst the silence that had formed at our table.

"I still can't believe it's really over, it seems like any minute now I'm going to wake up and be back in third year", Pansy added.

"Well, I hope you'll make better decisions if you go back there tonight. No one forgot the hair Pan", my remark made everyone laugh for the first time in the day, a bit of pride grew inside me.

"Just because Hogwarts is over doesn't mean we're going to split up. None of you have any right to be this down today", Theo said and I was forced to smile as was everyone else.

"I was glad to be rid of you, at no point I was sad," Blaise muttered but we could all hear him and we all laughed once again.

8:00 A.M.

"What are you thinking?" he was with his eyes closed leaning against the train window, but I knew he wasn't asleep.

"How familiar everything here is, the worn leather of the seat, the smell of candy in the hallway and of trees coming in through the window. Other things will be familiar 7 years from now, it's just weird to think about it," he continued in the same position but held out his hand to me.

"That's true but I feel better knowing that we will continue to be each other's constant," I intertwined our fingers and we continued like that until we arrived.

11:00 A.M.

"It's time for the gifts, we prefer to give you personally. I believe you will like it", my mother said as soon as we sat down on the couch in our living room.

I smiled not knowing how to respond, since I usually got the same thing every year, money or more paint, and I was pretty sure they didn't choose in person.

"Go ahead, open it. We decided to give two separate presents this year, the pink wrapping is mine and the purple one is your father's", the two boxes were right next to me on the couch, so why was I hesitating so much to pick them up?

A lot was going on in my head, they have changed a lot in the last year but why? I could be dreaming of the ideal day, but no dream was as vivid as this one.

I took a deep breath and opened the pink first, I expected to find anything but my stuffed bunny, he was washed and clean, different from how I remembered, but still the same.

"I thought I lost or tore it a long time ago", I managed to say as I hugged him like one who finds an old friend, but he was beyond that.

"He was really in a rough state, but I was able to fix him. It was in one of the boxes in the basement, remember how you got it?", I agreed again, a wave of memories washed over me.

My parents had just arrived home from a business trip, it was the first time I had been alone at home without them.

"Mommy, Daddy!", I ran down the stairs as fast as my little legs would allow and threw myself into my father's arms, not caring about his wet coat, which soon became even wetter. "You promi-promised that you would be back soon”.

"Oh my love, something unexpected has happened. We were never going to leave you alone for so long," her hands wiped away my tears and took me in her lap. "So, for you never have to be alone again, we brought a little friend, he will always keep you company when we have to leave."

That wasn't enough to calm me down but it made me curious enough to stop crying, I didn't have any friends before that.

I hurried to open the other package but there was only an empty picture frame with no photo inside.

Before I could open my mouth to ask for an explanation, shapes began to appear from the black background.

I recognized the picture, me still a baby in my mother's arms and my father behind her, hugging us both but as soon as I blinked, it was gone.

Another picture formed in its place, I was older, about two or three years old, this one I had never seen. I was on my mother's lap holding a drawing that I had made and possibly looked terrible.

More pictures appeared and disappeared but I didn't wait to see them all at that moment.

"I loved these gifts...thank you Mom and Dad," I made a great effort to hold back the tears as I hugged them both. "They are the best presents I have ever gotten."

23:00 P.M.

"What are you two doing out there at this time of night?! Draco, have you been drinking now?", Narcisa gave us another stern look before opening the door and shoving us inside.

We walked in almost tripping over the living room rug, laughing at each other, to the point where tears formed in our eyes.

"Shhhhhh, my dad must be working... uhhhhhh, he's not going to like this, u-um," his hand covered my mouth.

I pushed his hand away from my face. “Me?Shut up? You're practically screaming you idiot!".

"You two, I don't want another peep out of you. Come up quietly. Your father doesn't like to be interrupted," she whispered, but it was enough for us to agree without hesitation.

"Yes, Captain, I mean, ma'am," he pulled me up the stairs before her patience ran out.

07/02/1997

14:00 P.M.

"What do you mean, you don't remember what happened?", the blond was clearly trying hard not to laugh and I sighed, still under the blanket.

"I don't remember Draco, did your mother really not hate me? I can't believe we came here...", even though no one was watching me, I started to blush, or was it just the fever? There's no way to be sure now.

"That could never happen, she made sure to request your favorite tea. Now get out of there before it gets cold", he tried to pull on my blanket but I used all the rest of my strength not to let him.

"Noooo, out there that's too cold. Come here, it's too cold for you too", I took one of my hands from the comfortable warmth to pull him to me. "You didn't have to get up so early to get this", I whispered but soon after started coughing.

"There must be a potion to help you, I'll just get it and then...", he was ready to get up from the bed but I didn't let go of his arm.

"I just want you, please stay here? The elf will bring it anyway", before he could protest, I covered him with the blanket. "You're not well either, let's just lay down for now".

He opened his mouth to deny it again but all that came out was a sneeze, after this he just gave up and lied down too. We were both screwed but at least we were together, right? I tried to think positive.

[ @x-dratie-x @fa-me]

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shicca-no-aoneko-blog · 5 years

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EDENS ZERO THEORY:

IS XIAO MEI SHICCA'S DAUGHTER?

{THE POST CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM THE MANGA "EDENS ZERO" BY HIRO MASHIMA.}

Before starting with this absurd theory I want to thanks @theweiszguy for providing me the official English scans of the manga (thank you so much Hali, you saved me! 💕) but above all I apologize if I make any grammatical errors.

I am Italian and English is not my first language ^^ ".

I also want to say that this theory will be REALLY LONG.

That said, let's start and remember.

THIS IS JUST A THEORY.

I know that surely the title of this post has certainly shocked you a lot but slowly I will try to explain my hypotheses about it.

During the formulation of this theory I asked myself the following questions:

What happened to the Shicca found dead? But above all WHERE are they dead?

Towards the end of the Chapter 4, we see this scene.

These two robots find two dead bodies, One of a man and one of a woman.

Obviously a great cold shower for Shicca shippers since we understand immediately who they are talking about.

And it is then confirmed by Rebecca's b-cube.

So we have the confirmation that those dead bodies are Shiki and Rebecca's.

But what happened? When did it happen? Where did it happen?

Unfortunately we don't know what happened but we can go back to when it happened and where it happened.

The manga gives us a first clue as to how long this death has happened,20,000 years before the bodies were found.

But there is another detail that makes us understand that a long time has passed, the fact that one of the robots says that it does not know what a B-cube is and that it has never seen one.

In addition, Rebecca's b-cube is really VERY damaged and most likely, despite the advanced technologies they will have after all those years, they will struggle to find intact video material inside that really shows what happened.

Also always on the b-cube and behind of itwe see the inscription "Edens Zero", the name of the demon king's ship,which will then become Shiki's ship.

And now the question comes spontaneously.

Why would Rebecca have to write Edens Zero's name behind her b-cube?

The answer is actually it could be easier than you think.

Rebecca had the name of the Edens Zero written on her b-cube because she became the queen of that ship before she died.

Calm, calm, calm, I'll explain everything!

If you think about it, it would also make sense that Shiki and Rebecca were found dead together.

Maybe before their death, Shiki and Rebecca developed their relationship to the point of actually becoming a couple and they decided to get married.

And from her marriage with Shiki, Rebecca would not only become Shiki's wife, but also the Edens Zero's Demon Queen.

If we follow this hypothesis we can also say that Mashima has already given us a signal about it...

More precisely in the color cover of chapter 19.

As we see in this cover (but also in a good chunk of chapters) Shiki and Rebecca wear the same clothes.

But those clothes are different from the others of the EZ Crew.

But I don't want to dwell so much on clothes as on Shiki and Rebecca themselves.

As we see in this cover the only one to be seated is Shiki.

And he's sitting on his throne (rightly, it's his throne) but next to him there's Rebecca. (And Pino but let's dwell only on Rebecca).

Rebecca is yes, standing like Weisz Witch and Pino, but she is literally leaning gently on the throne of Shiki.

She touches it but she's not sitting on it.

This is a very small but particular detail, because it makes us understand (always following this theory) that sooner or later Rebecca "will sit on the throne just like Shiki" because she will become queen thanks her marriage with him.

So ... Why put the Edens Zero's Name behind the b-cube?

First of all to demonstrate a certain loyalty to the ship as a friend of her crew members, but above all to show that that ship belongs in part to her.

Second, to have a certain "security".

Rebecca always runs with her b-cube with her and certainly even during the time of her death she had the b-cube with her.

And the fact that the name is behind the b-cube and maybe not at the side of it is not accidental.

Surely during the course of history Shiki and Rebecca will meet in front of a lot of enemies who want to take them out.

So putting the name of the Edens Zero behind would have been the certainty of having gone unnoticed by these enemies in some way when she and Shiki were off the ship (therefore "vulnerable"), and maybe being passed off as an ordinary couple and not the demon king and demon queen.

But it would also have been the security of being recognized in the event of premature death.

If you think about it is something that even the pirates did in real life,that of writing in their jewelry (especially the earrings) the place of belonging and / or the place where they wanted to be buried.

Seeing the risks they were taking, Rebecca could have thought of a similar thing to do with her b-cube and write the name of the ship of which she was the queen.

So if anything had happened to them at least she would have had the security that someone finding them would also find her b-cube, he would turn it over and read "Edens Zero" thus having a clue from which to start to reconstruct the whole puzzle of what happened.

But you will now ask yourself "Why did Rebecca have to think about such mature decisions?" but we'll talk about this soon.

First I want to dwell first on WHERE the Shicca have been found dead.

or rather ... where they were... "reborn."

In chapter 14 we come to know this:

Therefore, anyone who encounters the Mother can be reborn in the form of a new life.

And do you know where the Shicca are found dead?

Take a good look at this detail.

Exactly, their bodies are found on the Mother!

Therefore, Shiki and Rebecca arrived at the Mother and were reborn!

And their bodies is just what remains from their rebirth. (probably the mother takes people's souls to revive them)

And this also explains this phrase of Shiki when he sees the mother's hologram.

He very vaguely remembers the Mother because in an another life he met her.

It's really TOO serious while he says it, you can see he's not kidding.

So yes, the shicca are dead but at the same time they are reborn and Rebecca's b-cube can help us somehow rebuild to history.

But ... what does Xiao Mei have to do with all this? Why should it be the Shicca baby?

Well, the time has come to talk about why Rebecca would make all those mature choices for her protection and Shiki's.

As I said Shiki and Rebecca could already be married at the time of their rebirth.

And you know no .... especially when you get married you also think about building a family.

In the case of Shiki and Rebecca there would also be some pressure because they are still the King and Queen, and sooner or later the need to leave the ship, the title of "Demon King / Queen" and the riches of the ship to someone, exactly like the demon king did with Shiki.

Therefore, during those choices and especially during her rebirth, Rebecca was probably PREGNANT.

As I said Shiki and Rebecca could already be married at the time of their death so it is very likely that Rebecca was pregnant during her rebirth.

Pregnant with a little girl.

Pregnant with that child who will become Xiao Mei.

And as I'm saying, we're talking about Shicca's reborn.

This means that the ones we know in the manga are the Shicca reborn after the death of the previous ones.

So the Shicca that preceded "ours shicca" are none other than the Shicca found dead on Mother 20,000 years later.

And now you ask, "But why would Rebecca have to be put at risk so she was pregnant?" and above all "How is it possible that the shicca found dead have been found so long and above all that the b-cube is found to be the same model as "normal" Rebecca's?

I honestly asked myself too, and in fact for quite some time I was left with the doubt that these two questions would contradict my theory.

But then I re-read the chapters 5 and 11.

In chapter 5 when she learns that on Norma are 50 years back (X442) than normal (X492) Rebecca says this.

She's says that She haven't even born yet in.

And this is true because Rebecca should be around 17/18 years old so she should have been born in X474/ X475.

However we do not know what happened during those 32/33 years before her birth and above all we do not know how long the Mother takes to revive a new life.

Knowing moreover from Xiao mei herself that "time in this story is not very valuable" we can therefore assume that the Mother takes at least 30 years to revive a new life.

And that therefore the shicca found dead on the Mother died about 33 years earlier from the actual birth of the new Rebecca and Shiki.

This means that the Shicca found dead on the Mother died in X442 and should be born (if we calculate that they will have been 18 and 19 at the time of their death) around X423 and X424.

Exactly the same period in both the Weisz Steiner (the old and young one) were born.

And as for the two Weisz, the dead Shiki and Rebecca and the "normal" ones are four different people.

So the dead Shiki is different from the Shiki we know and the dead Rebecca is different from the Rebecca we know.

And even Xiao Mei, if she were really Shicca's daughter, would be the daughter of the dead Shicca and not our Shicca.

Therefore Xiao Mei could have been born 33 years before the story we know, in X442.

Also it is plausible that even the old Weisz had been a member of the old Edens Zero in which there were the Shicca found dead as a demon King and Queen, which would have made the young Weisz go with the new Shicca.

Furthermore, it is plausible that the old Weisz in his youth was in love with the old Rebecca, and maybe for her he also stopped looking at other women, but that after his death he never recovered and decided to close himself in his life as a professor and he only allowed himself to go to bed with other women every now and then, maybe then finding the love again in the Bunny Girl with whom we see him together.

Interestingly he has "adopted" as if he were a daughter Rebecca when she was a child and repaired Happy, but the child and the cat do not live with the doctor.

As we know, Norma was really a dying planet ...

but why not go to Bluegarden with Rebecca and Happy?

Well, but because old Weisz understood that the one in front of him was the reborn version of old Rebecca he loved in the past.

Although more than 30 years had passed Weisz still felt remorse for not having saved either Rebecca and Xiao Mei that time, and above all for having had to abandon Shiki from the Mother, losing a friend, the beloved woman and the daughter that they were having in a single blow of the same in a short time.

Therefore always have Rebecca, (especially so young) with him, would be living constantly with his walking past,that's why he wanted to keep her away from him.

But now we come to a question that you will surely be doing.

How could Xiao Mei actually be born?

We have a clue from her with this sentence.

We therefore know with certainty that Xiao Mei was reborn but that on the condition of her rebirth and her powers she would not have known where the Mother was.

It is therefore very likely that Rebecca found dead on Mother was pregnant with Xiao Mei at the time of her rebirth.

We also know that the mother can fulfill wishes as well as revive, so it is very plausible that during the journey to get on the mother, Rebecca's pregnancy has worsened and that, during a miscarriage, Rebecca died of a complication.

Rebecca then would never have been able to meet the Mother as was her and Shiki's desire ... but Shiki did.

After the death of Rebecca and her daughter, Shiki made sure that the bodies remained in Edens Zero ship until they arrived at the place where the Mother was, let him leave together with the two corpses to the point where the Mother was from the members of the edens zero and who has asked as a desire to revive him, Rebecca and their child.

However, if Shiki and Rebecca were already young adults when they were born again, Xiao Mei was born dead.

Therefore, Shiki and Rebecca were reborn 33 years later as humans though.

Xiao Mei instead received a "grace" from Mother, who made her an immortal and omniscient being but could no longer be human like her parents.

And being an oracle of the time, Xiao Mei knows what happened to her parents and what will happen to the "reborn" version of the same, but she experiences it with a certain detachment knowing that she is different from them and that our Shiki and Rebecca most likely they will never know the truth.

Or at least if they know it they won't be able to do much more about it.

This is why Xiao Mei always seems to not want to say much about her and wants to be taken as a simple storyteller.

And that's why Xiao Mei is presented to us at the beginning of the chapter 5,after the 4 when we know about the Shicca's death.

Despite everything she says that one day we will know who she is, this means that sooner or later we will know not only that it is an oracle of time but also her true identity.

It is also plausible that Xiao Mei's little body did not find itself together with that of its parents' because during the time of the abortion she was so small that her ossicles were lost with time and the decompression.

If you also include what I told you before about the b-cube found on Rebecca's body, then we can hypothesize that at the time of her rebirth on her corpse (brought by Shiki togheter with their dauguter's and himself) her b-cube was still around her neck.

And that the B-cube had the name of Edens Zero behind it.

So that what was born as a "clue" in the case of an untimely death due to enemies, has become a clue to understand how and when the ribirth Shiki and Rebecca died but above all that they were part of the Edens Zero ship.

However, there may be a new problem.

Why Xiao Mei, if she's Shiki and Rebecca's daughter has red eyes while Shiki and Rebecca have black and blue eyes?

The only plausible answer that comes to mind is that during her abortion, Xiao Mei was not fully formed (and therefore Rebecca's pregnancy was more or less the first few months) and that therefore her eyes were not yet formed.

Therefore, during her rebirth Xiao Mei has taken over all the genetic heritage of her parents ... except for her eyes.

She has not taken over the genetic heritage of the parents for the eyes either because when she died she had not yet formed them.... and it is probably because now her eyes show she everything she knows as an oracle of the time.

So they are red to show that her eyes are her "power".

For the rest, it is simply enough to compare many Shicca images with Xiao Mei's few appearances in the manga to realize that they are physically very similar in some respects.

(Having exceeded the limit of 10 photos per post I will probably do a second post below this to show you where, at least in my opinion, this physical similarity between the three is practically obvious.)

So here's all my theory about Xiao Mei as Shicca Baby, I hope you enjoyed it and let me know what you think about it!😊

nyan nyan minna ~ 💙

#edens zero #shicca #rebecca bluegarden #shiki granbell #Xiao mei #weisz steiner #EZ Theory #shicca baby #shicca family

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kurtty-drabbles · 5 years

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I'll be waiting in the shadow of the sun. (Evil Wizard AU)

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld @look-ma-no-hands336 N/A: I love this Evil Wizard and I was thinking of putting a new form of Swan au here. Ok, explanation, in this AU many magical animals can turn into humans as they pleased(look at the boto, a Brazilian legend) as they are considering having far too high magical levels, yet, Kitty does not trust people to know about her past or this little fact as many magical animals have been prey to greedy of humans. Again, she has the conscience of a human and animal at the same time. She´s a magical(and sacred) animal.

Captain Britain is not sure about making deals a necromancer, no, he´s unsure about making deals with a man like this. The man is a leecher and charges far too much. And has the arrogant smile on his face as if knowing Excalibur can´t do anything unless they want Hellfire to win.

Meggan frowns at the Necromancer and even morphs to a bear warrior, the necromancer does not seem to mind as his eyes travel to Rachel who is gross-out (“you don´t have the right parts to attract my attention”) and before goes to Cerise. A new voice pipes in.

“WAIT” the other members look at Kitty in confusion “I can do it” Captain Brain looks confused as Meggan and the others go to talk to Kitty, ignoring the Necromancer for a solid minute.

“Shadowcat, can do it?” Cerise is a new member and does not know much about Kitty.

“Kiddo, you don´t need to do this, that man "Rachel look at Kurt who may or may not be hearing the conversation amused ” is gross, please don´t do this"

“What? No, I ´m not going to sleep with him. I can destroy the coup or at least, I can stop its power” Captain Brian and Meggan have questions and all Kitty offers as a reply “ when I use such ability It makes me weaker and you all know how I hate this…” Gloriana seems to understand the message “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I don´t want. I need to do it” Kitty offers this as a response and even mentioned that once she does it, Excalibur will have one shoot to stop Hellfire. It´s decided.

“Necromancer, we don´t need you, It seems you have some better” Cerise unwisely told and now the man is not so amused. Stalking towards the team, either to ask or intimidate them, fails as Kitty grab his robes forcing his golden eyes to meet with her does eyes. They are on the same eye level.

“Thank you for the hospitality, maybe, in the future, we can make deals, for now, see you later, Oh evil Necromancer,” she said sarcastically and let the man go as the team leaves.

Kurt would laugh and call it a day, except, Logan after a few days saying their mission was a total success. “Poor Kitty, she uses too much magic and is still resting” and Kurt now demands to know more about this woman. Only Kurt can destroy the coup …as he is the one who created.

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Excalibur is fated to meet him again. And this proves to be true as in their next mission, Kurt is there as well. Magneto pays a good amount of gold for Kurt to kill Maximilian(“A very long and complex family´s story”) as Excalibur receive a mission to assassinate the king´s consort for political reasons.

Kurt is a bit shock to see only Kitty to be set in such mission, for a moment, Kurt thought in berate Captain Brittain. How dare he sends such petite woman to a mission as dangerous as that, yet, the woman does not seem scared.

“Well, since we are going to kill different people, there´s no reason for us to be hostile, Hello, Necromancer” Kitty waves at him. Kurt only realizes why she was chosen for this mission as Kitty, in order to enter the city of Maximilian, have to take all her weapons and…how such a petite woman can carry such weapons.

As Kurt kills Maximilian there´s a sense of surprise and shock to know Kitty already did that and was waiting for him.

“You take a while, old man, but, is ok. Let´s hope our next meeting is nicer than that” Kitty then waves goodbye at Kurt who is dumbfounded. A simple intimidation tactic and Kurt found out Kitty has the best record on assassinations than all X-men…not even Logan.

And she destroyed my coup. Who are you, Kitty Pryde?

_________________________________________________________________________Their next meeting was purely by accident. Kitty returns to his place asking for help, not minding the zombies or animals there(no, Kurt saw, she was morbidly fascinated by that, how…odd)

“Kurt! came with me, the X-men need your help” Kitty has urgency in her voice and Kurt is feeling a bit petty. “Are sure you need my help? Last time you did manage fine on your own”

If the idea was to make Kitty beg or even ask “nicely” to Kurt, the plan fails to flatter, as Kitty once again grab his scarlet robes and look into his eyes(soul, for a moment, Kurt is sure she´s looking at his soul)“Listen here, you daughter Talia is a member of the X-men and Selene along with Blop are ready to kill all of them along with my friends, you´re evil and old as dirty to know they won´t be kind to an enemy, so, move your butt and go save them now” Kitty is practically growling like a wild beast and Kurt never meet anyone like her.

Of course, this can wait, as Kurt has to save his daughter. Selene did have a bad day along Blop. Kitty is healing some of the most injured ones. She puts Talia´s head on her lap and removes the venom of her body.

The ones around mentioned they never saw such technic before. Talia opens her eyes, a bit confused and fearful and looking at Kitty only says “Oh, an angel! please take pity of my soul” and kissed Kitty´s neck as she´s back to sleep.

“This is normal, the antidote makes the people go a bit crazy? that´s the word? the last person tries to bite me” Kitty confirms. Salamander, her brother, was out with the others members of X-men and is now thanking Kitty for saving his sister “thank your evil asshole father, not me, my powers wouldn´t be enough against Selene”

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After that, Kurt makes his mission to know who this woman is and have her on his side. The few times watching her doing magic…her magic is different from everyone else, including him, sometimes the words of his daughter come to play"an angel" No, that´s just a myth. Said looking to the nearest temple of Zaorva.

Ok, let´s work with this hypothesis if she´s an angel. What does she want?

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“Katzchen!” Kurt greets and Kitty stops her chores to greet him, waving at the same way as always. Does she want to fly? Is Excalibur forcing her to work for them? No, her magic is far too superior for that and they don´t like slavery. “What are the odds to meet you here?”

“Doing chores? Pretty high, now, meet you doing chores that are not common, I always picture you as making your dumb and vile …animals work for you” her face change when she said that and for a moment she feels ashamed of herself “I don´t like them and I know they would hurt me and some did in the past, yet, I can´t help to feel bad for saying that”

“Why?”

“They did hurt in the past, but, they are just hungry” her response makes him even more confused “Katzchen, my animals wouldn´t attack anyone without my saying so”

“I know, that happens before you meet the wolf”

Now Kurt wants answers.________________________________________________________________________

Talia invites Excalibur to her birthday party and Kurt is invited out of fear. The man notices Kitty looking at the swan sculpture of ice and has a disturbing smile as Bobby is showing off his skills with ice.

“Oh, you just drawn the blind swan perfectly, Bobby, the blind swan was a creature cursed by God to never be able to see beauty and in such state, as many swans would feel, it breaks his mind and the blind swan starts to collect eyes, human eyes, like yours, Bobby” Kitty has such evil smile and Kurt is loving the expression.

(A petite woman smiling like that gets 100% more attractive)

“That´s…not funny” spoken Bobby believing in her words. “is not a real…”

“Oh, but it, "Kurt joins the conversation "The blind swan is real and likes pretty eyes, Bobby, someone ever told you had pretty eyes” Bobby run for his life. Now, Kurt whisper in her ear kindly “Is the blind swan related to you?”

“…sort of”

“Are you turned into a human or you are one of them?”

“The latter option” and adds “you won´t control me

"I don´t control you, I want you” Kurt stated wisely and Kitty blushes wondering how her heart is beating like that.“Keep trying”

“I´ll, Katzchen”

#swan au of au #kitty the swan with Excalibur #kurtty #kurt wagner #nightcrawler #kitty pryde #evil wizard kurt #how powerful is she? no idea

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Prompt: You Belong With Me music video except Tyrus

Cyrus's POV:

It was a sterotypical Tuesday night for me. I was sitting by my window trying to study but instead I was looking through my window into my neighbor's bed room. I sighed, TJ was walking back and forth in his room on the phone, it looked like he was yelling. He hung up the phone and tossed it on his bed. I guess he was talking to his boyfriend again. He was probably flipping out because of a joke TJ made. Quinn really didn't get his humor, not the way I did. TJ sat on his bed and i quickly flipped my notebook to a blank page and wrote "are you okay?" in marker before holding it up to the window. TJ smiled at me and grabbed his notebook writing something down in blue marker before putting it to the window. "Just really tired of drama" I frowned. I flipped to a new page of my notebook and wrote down "Im sorry. :(" i looked at it for a second and added "open your window I'll put your favorite song on and we can talk"

I put the note up and he opened his window. I opened mine and put on "water" by jack garratt.

"How did you know this was my favorite song?" He asked curiously

"You told me once, awhile ago.. I actually pay attention to you.. you know that right?"

"Yeah its just- Quinn wouldn't be able to remember if his life depended on it.."

"Well we're on a whole different wave length" i said softly, looking down.

"Yeah, I guess we are... Hey Im going to head in. Goodnight"

"Goodnight" I paused for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Hey TJ?" I looked up and saw his window was already shut and he had closed his curtains, I sighed, "i love you"

I didnt stay up much longer and ended up falling asleep on a pile of close I had pulled out to decide what to wear. I didnt understand how TJ couldnt see we were meant to be together. TJ was a star athlete in the basketball team. Quinn was captain of the cheer team. I didnt understand why that made them better for each other. Quinn had to go to all of the games and cheer TJ on. I went voluntarily spending $10 to get in to cheer TJ on, even though I understood absolutely nothing. To me that made me the better match for TJ, I supported him unconditionally because I wanted to not because I had a grade depending on it.

A couple days later I ran into TJ at the park I sat with him on a bench and we started talking. It was so easy for us to talk to each other.

"You know Teej, you're smile could light up the entire city. I havent seen it in awhile, since you got with Quinn..."

"What do you mean... I smile all the time"

"But not like genuinely...."

"Im fine Cy I promise"

"You say youre fine... i know you better than that." I said barley audible. He didn't respond and I wasnt sure he heard. Quinn walked up to the bench and sat himself in TJs lap.

"Hey baby I missed you" TJ wrapped an arm around Quinns waist.

"What are you doing with a guy like that" I mumbled under my breath. TJ didnt hear it but Quinn certainly did. He shot me a challenging look and grabbed TJs face with one hand, leaning in and kissing him. TJ pulled away looked down

"Good to see you too Quinn"

"Come on TJ we're going to be late to our movie"

"We're going to the movies?"

"We are now. What kind of lames hang out in a park?" I frowned and looked at TJ who was being led away by Quinn. He turned back looking equally upset and mouthed "im sorry" to me before saying "Bye Cyrus" out loud. I watched them walk away and sighed. I decided to head back home. A couple hours later I heard my mom from downstairs.

"Cyrus!! You have a visitor. Do you want me to send them up?"

I thought to myself for a second, did I forget that I invited someone over? Buffy was on a trip with her mom, Andi was out with Bex and Bowie. I concluded the only way to figure it out was to have the visitor come upstairs.

"Yes mom. Thank you" I yelled in response. After a few seconds TJ poked his head into my room.

"Hey TJ whats up?" I was slightly confused, I thought TJ was out with Quinn.

"I-I wanted to talk to you but your curtains were closed." TJs voice cracked and i gave a look of concern "Are you okay TJ?"

"I dont know man. I got into a fight with Quinn"

"Why what happened? Is everything okay"

"Yeah its just.. we were studying for math and I-I read the numbers wrong... because of the-the thing... and he got really mad because when he looked at it the whole thing was wrong. And I felt so stupid.."

"Hey its not your fault. Youre not stupid. Theres nothing wrong with you. Dyscalcula is not a bad word TJ"

"It just sucks you know? Its like Quinn doesnt understand.. he doesnt want to understand." TJ looked like he was on the verge of tears and I decided I needed to make him laugh.

"Hey to make you feel better how about we build a crazy machine so that we can combine animals. We can mix a fish and a duck! Itll be called a Fuck!!" I exclaimed my hypothesis enthusiastically and realized i had accidentally just curse. Either way I had made TJ laugh which made me smile.

"You know youre the only person who can make me laugh when Im about to cry."

"I do my best. I love your laugh."

He smiled at me and looked around my room, spotting the white suit in the corner.

"Youre going to the dance?" He asked curiously.

"I dont know... I have to study.. Plus I dont have a date so I'd probably be bored"

"What about going with Andi and Buffy?"

"They already have dates" i shurgged.

"Oh. I wish you would. Its gona be fun" i smiled at him and nodded

"Sorry Cy I have to go home see ya"

I waved goodbye and watched him leave. Maybe I would go to the dance, and try to talk to TJ which would be near impossible if he was with Quinn. I thought about it for a second, maybe he wouldn't be with Quinn, since they were fighting. I sighed thinking about going, I had already bought a suit so maybe I should go. If anything I know that Buffy and Andi would include me in their evening but did I really want to intrude? I sat down by window and grabbed my notebook. I wrote down "I love you" in black marker and held it in my chest. Maybe this time he would see. I looked across into TJs room, his curtains were open but he wasn't up there yet. I sat there for a few minutes and a light turned on in his room I looked up he had walked over to his Curtains. I waved at him, he smiled and waved back before reaching for his curtain. I quickly held my notebook up to show him but it was too late he already closed it. I missed my chance again.

I sighed. Well maybe I would go to the dance tomorrow and tell him there. I smiled at the idea and went to sleep.

The next day after school I went home and stared at my suit. Did I really want to go? TJ is probably still going to be there with Quinn, they havent broken up.. I think. After I ate I got ready sighing at myself in the mirror as I put the folded up note in my pocket.

I got to the school and walked into the gym. The dance was already in full effect and I looked around for TJ. Once I did I walked up to him. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie.

"Hey you came!"

"Yeah I did. I decided that since I already bought a suit it was a waste to not come"

"You look- you look stunning" I looked down as I felt myself blushing

"Thank you.." I paused for a minute before continuing "Wheres Quinn? Are you here with him?"

"I-uh no I dont know where he is"

As if we had summoned him, Quinn walked up behind TJ and wrapped his arms around TJs waist from behind

"Come on lets go dance T"

"Im having a conversation right now can it wait."

Quinn let go and stood behind him, seemingly shocked and stared at him.

"TJ?" I drew his attention back to me and pulled the note out of my pocket and unfolded it. Hesitating before I turned it around so he could read it. He smiled at me and reached into his pocket. Pulling out a folded piece of notebook paper. He opened it and turned it towards me.

"I love you" was written on it in blue ink. We smiled at each other and he stepped closer to me. I heard Quinn shout something angrily and stomp away.

"I never realized that you loved me back..." TJs voice was soft.

"Standing by you... waiting at your back door all this time... how could you not know?"

"Youre the one who understands me.. I should have"

TJ closed my gap and kissed me and time stopped. It felt right, he belongs with me.

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