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madeofcc · 5 months

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OCs as obscure associations

Tagged by @castawavy ♥ thanks a lot !

I chose Destiny of course :)

animal: Tiger or Red Panda

colors: Purple, violet, marroon, navy green and black

month: June

songs: Destiny's favourite on Spotify

number: 1

plants: Weeping willow

smells: Cinnamon spice, black coffee, weed

gemstone: Amethyst

time of day: 11 PM

season: Beginning of the summer

places: Her room ...

food: Maki with tuna and avocado

drinks: Hot dark coffee with two sugar, Lemon Ice tea

element: Aqua

astrological signs: Gemini

seasoning: Ginger, or ketchup ?!

sky: Red and Blue, at the end of summer days especially

weather: sunny

magical power: superstrenght, she also can heal quicker

weapons: stake

social media: simblr

makeup product: Curls spray

candy: Mint chewing gum (she doesn't really like candies)

method of long distance travel: car

art style: Pop art

fear: loneliness

mythological creature: Athena (not a creature but a Mythological figure)

piece of stationery: a notebook

three emojis: 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏾☀️🙊

celestial body: Neptune

Tagging @cyberth0t @xldkx @someone-elsa @birdietrait @void-imp @ladybugsimblr @javitrulovesims @aniraklova @shesthespinstersimmer @pralinesims @gunthermunch @samssims @uwutrait @quietwaters @budgie2budgie @novapark @helloavocadooo @barbieaiden @bakersimmer @squea @sweetpyxels @nilonne and anyone who'd like to join (feel free to tag me or ignore this)

#ocs as obscure associations #about DH #Destiny Harbour #tag game #ocs tag game

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corruptedbonecharm · 13 days

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might have some good news to share tomorrow 👀

#it’s only very very vaguely related to dh #but i use that excuse to post about whales #:)

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aha-chuu · 9 months

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Okay look here's the thing, here is the thing -

This is Sam. He's a eight foot tall robot with glowing eyes. In this trailer he sends fiery lasers out from his body from every available crevice.

But in Blade's character stories and in the relic set about his backstory, he describes Sam as such:

Blade always calls Sam either "walking armour" or "a person wearing colossal armour".

Blade probably hasn't ever met a robot before! The dude's a boomer.

Which is doubly funny, because of Blade's leaked "About Sam" voiceline:

Which makes me wonder... When Sam does his emo speech about wanting to be alive etc etc and "I'm just a cold metal husk of a man" etc etc and "oh I'm not even a human being!!!" - what does Blade think he's talking about?

Maybe Blade has since gotten the low down on robots and perhaps someone explained it to him. But for most people robots would be so mundane that the other Stellaron Hunters might not realise Blade has no fucking clue. Which is already funny, but it's kind of sweet that Blade has accepted Sam's motivation no questions asked?

Like, Blade loves a good "I am a monster" metaphor(?) as much as the next person, so I do buy that he'd just assume Sam is being verbose.

On the other hand, if Blade does know at this point, who explained it? Sam? Kafka? Does Elio give out pamphlets to new members? How long did it take? Even if Blade does know what a robot is by now, that doesn't mean he necessarily understands all the nuances of AI and like there's obviously a range of robots. Does Blade think Sam is basically a microwave with a cooler voice? Or he could be on the other end of the spectrum, thinking Sam is basically a normal dude but his species is Robot, like the foxians or Vidyadhara.

And I understand why Blade might not get it, because Sam is the guy who sends cute emojis from his phone, and helps Silver Wolf with her gaming without needing to be asked and he chastises Kafka about being unnecessarily cruel. Like he's almost the most human person in this group, and that's really tragic. But I do foresee that Elio's "I can make you into a real boy" promise will end up being "humanity was literally the friends [Blade, Kafka & SW] you made along the way".

Anyway I'm off to write fluffy found family fanfiction about these idiots.

#hsr #honkai star rail #blade hsr #sam hsr #stellaron hunters #kafka #silver wolf #also btw I'm pretty sure Blade is about to get another popular ship #as if he doesn't have enough already! /#cos Sam has canonically cradled him in his arms and has phone privelages #blade gets dh df dhil jy Kafka and he wants another bf??#okay yeah whatever you want babe

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artheresy · 8 months

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The legacy of a craftsman

The amount of space that Blade and Yingxing takes up in my brain is feeling increasingly concerning. I can't stop thinking about them...

Like now that it's finally not just a leak, has anyone else read Baiheng's Travelogues about the Xianzhou Zhuming? Featuring Baby Yingxing??

Literally the second one devastates me emotionally I can't even explain it. Yingxing being so discouraged by the masters on the Zhuming who are long life species degrading him to the point he, a child, talks about how he'll probably never live to see his parents be avenged after what the Borisin did???

THAT HURTS

And God I can't even,

GOD if I could properly put into words the fact that Yingxing is a craftsman being so important to his character and identity and how Hoyoverse making a point to specify the injuries that occurred to his hands in whatever gray transition period happened between Yingxing and Blade that made him unable to craft weapons again is such a tragic visual to completely severe the two identities, that is ALL you would hear from me ever.

Because see the thing about Yingxing being a craftsman is that all stems from a goal in his past. As a child his home planet was taken over and turned into a weapons nursery, his parents were slaughtered, it became his goal as a child to create technology and weapons for the Cloud Knights to fight terrifying monsters like the Borisin. And that goal ended up defining the rest of his life, going on to become the Legendary Furnace Master on the Xianzhoh Luofu. That ended up becoming part of his legacy with the HCQ. It's clear how heavily important that part of his identity is defining not just his time in the HCQ but his time on the Zhuming, and everything that occurred to him as a child to lead him to that exact goal. His whole past.

And for Hoyoverse to specify how Blade's hands have been hurt to the point of no longer being dexterous, to the point of no longer being able to forge a weapon ever again, as those injuries cannot be healed by whatever Abundance shit he has going on since they likely happened before he became immortal(?). It just... it is devastating. It's something used as a way to severely separate the two of them so people realize they are two different identities on top of Blade already making it clear he sees Yingxing as dead. The way that they went about his hands... it's not merely that he relinquished that identity, which would be him no longer making weapons out of choice. It is that he can't connect to that identity anymore, the change he went through was far too severe. Thus he cannot make weapons anymore, he has been stripped of any ability to.

I'll make like a better post explaining this later, but I believe the use of Yingxing status as a craftsman and Blade's inability after he was revived TO craft anything is fundamentally used as a tie to the separate of identity between them and it's so well used and so tragically used.

Because again, it is not that he lost Yingxing's passion for it or decided on a different path. It is a wall that separates him from being able to do what Yingxing did in the past just as he is unable to connect to the identity his body held before death.

#Yingxing #Hsr blade #Hsr #Honkai star rail #High cloud quintet #Baiheng #Hsr theory #Like guys do you hear me #DO YOH UNDERTSAND ME #Blades whole thing with identity fucking hurts #The transition between them is devastating to me #Also let's talk about the fact that Dan Feng to Dan Heng and Yingxing to Blade are identity progressions in the opposite direction #Df to Dh: Lack of individual identity to a firm sense of self #Yx to Blade: A defined personal identity to a completely loss of self as well as self dehumanization #It hurts #If truly everything with the sin relates to Dan Feng in some way having made Yingxing immortal #That means that apart of the acts that would go on to free Dan Feng and allow his next incarnation his own free identity #Includes an act that would completely strip Yingxing of his own #THATS SO FUCKING TRAGIC...#Anyways #I feel crazy right now

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madeofcc · 11 months

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URBZ MAG : EXCLUSIVE DH3 EDITION PART 2

The boys of DH3 tell us more about the new upcoming season and special episode.

Interview below the cut ♥

Part 1 (the girls)

Well well boys ... Seems like your all back for a special event ?

Renji : Absolutly ! I have to admit that I'm very excited that the special starts because it's probably my favorite part of the story ! The new season though ... Argh ! That one will be tough !

Hiro : I admit that I didn't enjoy these parts ... I mean, everything is dark and sad ... The world seems very shitty at Britechester !

Milo : Rich people are the issue dude ! The special was supposed to be my introduction, but I guess that people will finally know me more this time. I kinda look forward to discover my official fanclub to be honest, the one I have for now is full of grindr weirdos ...

Hum, okay ... What can you tell about the new season ?

Ren : It's dark ... Like, the darkest plot so far ...

Hir : Yep ... I love the whodunnit concept but damn ... I didn't know it would be that hurtfull ...

Mil : Like a good horror movie right ?

Let's talk about your lives now ... Any new things ?

Ren : Well, when the season starts, I'm finally back to my friends ! They don't know it yet but this time, I'm around ... But I have to hide because you know ... I'm a vampire now !

Hir: Let's say that big changes have come but in a small way. Like, I finally live with Leïla and Des now, at Britechester yep as I said bye bye to Foxburry and meds school. Things have been great, though my mom is still mad at me for that... But otherwise, same old routine ...

Mil: People doesn't know me a lot yet but so far I've become a bit more popular on campus as I'm still the only one there who's not affraid to confront assholes publicly

About the special Melodia episode, what are your thoughts about it ?

Ren : Awesome idea ! I actually loved that part ... Especially for what happen to me then ♥ I mean, you don't meet the love of your life everyday ...

Hir : I sang way to much in my opinion ... Also, I didn't know it would that hurtfull !

Mil [crying] : I'm still moved by what Ren said okay ?!

Destiny Harbour Melodia Special will start this summer following by Destiny Harbour : Nightmares at Britechester

#DH edit #DH3 edit #DH extra #about DH #about DH3 #ts4 edit #sims4 edit #Renji Kaneki #Hiro Kaneki #Milo Green #Urbz mag

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whinlatter · 1 year

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underrated hinny moments that make my heart hurt: shell cottage 🐚

'They were all sitting in the living room when he entered the little hall, their attention focused upon Bill, who was talking. The room was light-coloured, pretty, with a small fire of driftwood burning brightly in the fireplace. Harry did not want to drop mud upon the carpet, so he stood in the doorway, listening...'

i just wanted to say a little bit about an underrated hinny moment from of my favourite chapters in deathly hallows, the wandmaker. i love this chapter (and the one after it, also at shell cottage) for so many reasons: the rich visual imagery of the survivors finding their way to the sea; the symbolism of harry preparing the grave by hand for dobby's burial, foreshadowing his own death '('deeper and deeper Harry sank into the grave...'); ron and dean silently joining harry in digging dobby's grave, three soldiers burying a comrade, and both dean and ron offering up items of clothes to dobby as a tribute for dobby's sacrifice... it's all just gorgeous.

but… the hinny moment tho. the hinny scene in this chapter is so tiny and quiet but it's also so sad and so good. ok let’s get into it.

the chapter begins in the immediate aftermath of dobby's death. ginny hasn't been mentioned in the past seventy pages, since early january, with the trio's visit to the lovegood house (the group arrive at shell cottage in mid-march). the last time ginny was mentioned, harry was in devon, looking out to the burrow, realising how close they were to each other, thinking of her but being glad of her safety away from him. that day, he also saw her painted face alongside the others on luna's bedroom ceiling (friends.. friends... friends...) of course, it's at the lovegoods that harry learns the tale of the three brothers, and hears about the deathly hallows for the first time. this is a plot point that, with hindsight, we know foreshadows harry's mortal fate. (on ginny and the intertwined plotlines of hallows/horcruxes/harry's death, see here).

this chapter, then, begins with the little group, having just arrived, confronting terrible tragedy. the scene is reminiscent of the last time harry crash landed, panicking and grieving, in a place of safety: the burrow, after the seven plotters rescue, after hedwig’s death. of course, in that moment, harry is met by ginny: he wants to hold her and find comfort in her; ginny holds his hand and stays close. as we’ll see, there’s a trend in the later stages of the series: whenever harry is grieving, ginny is close by.

harry’s not in devon, this time, but in the neighbouring county of cornwall (two parts of the U.K. with these important historic ties as the two counties out on england’s jagged south-westernly peninsula jutting into the same stretch of sea). as soon as the chapter opens, harry's mind makes a callback to the last time harry staggered from a loved one's body:

'It was like sinking into an old nightmare; for an instant Harry knelt again beside Dumbledore’s body at the foot of the tallest tower at Hogwarts, but in reality he was staring at a tiny body curled upon the grass, pierced by Bellatrix’s silver knife.'

of course, when dumbledore lay dead at the foot of the astronomy tower, it was ginny and ginny alone who was able to get through to harry, to reach him and guide him away. this time, things are different. harry has no comfort here, no ginny present to catch him and receive him in his immediate grief: he's distanced mentally from the others at shell cottage, both by the fact of his loss and by the thoughts of voldemort and his fate that plague him now:

'The sea was rushing against the rock somewhere nearby; Harry listened to it while the others talked, discussing matters in which he could take no interest, making decisions.'

once the grave is dug, the little group gather together to bury dobby. there's another callback to dumbledore's death here - this time, it's to the funeral:

'He forced himself not to break down as he remembered Dumbledore’s funeral, and the rows and rows of golden chairs, and the Minister of Magic in the front row, the recitation of Dumbledore’s achievements, the stateliness of the white marble tomb. He felt that Dobby deserved just as grand a funeral, and yet here the elf lay between bushes in a roughly dug hole.'

harry returns to the memory of the funeral to contrast dumbledore's grand send off with dobby's humble one. but also, on some level, he's mentally returning to moments that were defined both by loss but also by the presence of what was, by his own description, 'his greatest comfort'. last time he said goodbye to a loved one, ginny was at his side - until, of course, the funeral had ended, the goodbye had been said, and harry had acted on his decision to let ginny go and embrace the solitary path left for him ('I've got things to do alone now’).

harry, grieving dobby, turns to the same coping strategies as he showed at dumbledore's funeral. a death means distancing himself from others ('I've got things to do alone now'); it means forcing himself not to break down ('[he] could not bear to hear these things, nor did he think his resolution would hold if he remained sitting beside her'), and it means pushing aside thoughts of his own grief and concentrating on the task left to him ('Moving felt much more bearable than sitting still...').

harry asks for the others for a moment alone, which they grant him. he then marks his friend's grave. the text is now heavy with foreshadowing. we are told, now, that harry has had a realisation as he dug the burial plot, though the details of this realisation is kept from the reader: we know it is somehow linked to the hallows and horcrux distinction. harry thinks about it now as he walks from the grave back to the house, hallows and horcruxes at the forefront of his mind.

'...his mind full of those things that had come to him in the grave, ideas that had taken shape in the darkness, ideas both fascinating and terrible...'

we will learn, in the next chapter, that the decision harry has made is not to race voldemort to the elder wand. he’s chosen to go after horcruxes, and not the hallows; not to become master of death, but to remain the chosen one. it’s such an important moment for harry: he’s choosing who he will be, setting things in motion, making a gamble that distinguishes himself both from voldemort and, he thinks, from dumbledore. he doesn’t know it yet, but this powerful - and shrewd - decision will cost him his life. and whenever harry takes a step closer to his own death...

cut to the next paragraph. immediately after this enormously significant line - of pivotal ideas taking shape in the darkness - we have this:

the setting here is important. it's domestic, homely, safe, similar to descriptions of the burrow, a kind of modest, warm, familial comfort. harry stands on the threshold of a room which is described as 'light-coloured' and 'pretty', with a bright fire lit. throughout the series, of course, signals for ginny throughout the text are always about light (especially natural light and sunlight), warmth and fire: obviously we have ginny's 'blazing look', but also her 'glowing like the setting sun' (CoS), her eyes 'reflecting the firelight' (OotP), her 'red hair flying like flames' (HBP), how looking at her is 'like gazing into a brilliant light' (DH). the mentioned prettiness of the room is also supposed to help usher in mention of a character that, in harry’s mind, is beautiful and lovely to behold. harry stands apart from the room and from the others: his fears about the mud are also supposed to reinforce how removed he is from the rest of the gathered group. still, these little descriptions give us little clues that a mention of ginny is coming.

as bill addresses the people gathered in this firelit pretty little room, the part of his monologue that harry's ears prick to is the mention of ginny:

'... lucky that Ginny’s on holiday. If she’d been at Hogwarts, they could have taken her before we reached her. Now we know she’s safe too.'

the mention of ginny here is significant for two reasons. first, news that ginny is safe is the first small piece of comfort harry gets after dobby dies. standing outside this warm, safe, sheltered little room, harry receives news that ginny is out of harm’s way, as are the other members of the weasley family, whom he loves. now both the reader and harry get this little bit of light in the darkness, confirmation that ginny is safe, but also allows her to resume her role in HBP, as some tiny comfort to harry in grief, even in absentia. (honestly i just love the image of harry in the doorway, grief-stricken, covered in mud, listening in the corridor to this one little tiny piece of good news about the girl he’s in love with).

secondly, though, i love how this brief mention allows ginny to enter the narrative of these scenes that are, at its core, about harry’s ultimate destiny in the voldemort/chosen one/horcrux v hallows arc. even when not physically present, ginny stands in as this one flickering little warm light - a little fire, burning still - that anchors harry even when he is making these huge choices that will take him into such deep forms of magic and down so solitary a path where no other character can really reach him. it deepens this connection in the reader’s mind between ginny and harry’s fate in ways that makes him thinking of her as he dies make such deep sense. ginny isn’t a subplot extraneous to the chosen one plot: she’s bound up in it, in this rich, complicated, sad way, not as someone who save this character from his fate, but is essential to sending him off at peace with it. so often when harry is closing in on the truth about the horcruxes and hallows, mentions of ginny are close by (see the kiss meta above). ginny is that important.

'[Bill] looked around and saw Harry standing there. “I’ve been getting them all out of the Burrow,” he explained. “Moved them to Muriel’s. The Death Eaters know Ron’s with you now, they’re bound to target the family—don’t apologise,” he added at the sight of Harry’s expression. “It was always a matter of time, Dad’s been saying so for months. We’re the biggest blood traitor family there is.” “How are they protected?” asked Harry.'

obviously, harry is harry-ing here - he wants to apologise for the risk and danger posed to the weasleys (especially because the reason for the trio's capture was his fault), and he demands information about how ginny and the rest of the weasleys will be kept safe going forward. he knows ginny is safe: he wants to make sure she stays that way.

what's also significant about this moment, though, is that it reinforces this dynamic that runs throughout DH as a book, which is that at all times the reader knows exactly where ginny is. ginny spends the majority book off stage, yet we're told when she's on the train to hogwarts, when she's back home for christmas, when she’s back for easter and moves to muriel's etc. when harry doesn't know where ginny is, during the battle - when she leaves the room of requirement at his instruction but then appears to vanish - it’s therefore deployed to detonate a deep sense of panic, where we see harry confront the worst possible reality, one he is unable to even bring himself to process, the prospect of ginny’s death ('and he wanted to find the other Weasleys, and above all make sure, make quite sure, that Ginny was not—but he could not permit that idea to form in his mind—'). when harry eventually goes to his death in the forest - the ultimate thing he will have to grieve: his own life — of course, it's ginny he comes across in the grounds, waiting to give him comfort one last time, to send him on his way. (see the forest meta again for a more thorough explanation of this).

after this short conversation with bill, harry cleans himself of the dirt and mud of the grave at the kitchen sink. it seems so trivial but i'm just obsessed with the extremely slow pace of this scene. the tempo is so unusual for the series, and there's this extremely compelling domesticity to it, which continues this ongoing association with ginny and the burrow in the reader's mind. harry slowly and methodically washes and dries his hands as he thinks, again, of dumbledore and the hallows, in this setting that feels like the end of the earth:

'Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold, as he washed, again following the train of thought that had come to him in the dark garden . . . Harry dried his hands, impervious to the beauty of the scene outside the window and to the murmuring of the others in the sitting room. He looked out over the ocean and felt closer, this dawn, than ever before, closer to the heart of it all.'

in the rest of the chapter, of course, harry will make some of the most important choices he’ll ever make. he'll choose to talk first to griphook over ollivander, a choice he recognises as making the ultimate decision to hunt horcruxes over hallows. the conversations with these characters will each inch him closer to the end of his quest, and of his life. and he’ll think about who he is — who dumbledore understood him to be — and throw back veils of understanding to see himself most clearly for the first time, the most significant epiphany scene bar the later discovery of his own death in dumbledore’s office.

'You gave Ron the Deluminator . . . You understood him. . . . You gave him a way back . . . And you understood Wormtail too. . . . You knew there was a bit of regret there, somewhere. . . . And if you knew them . . . What did you know about me, Dumbledore?'

i really love these lines on their own terms, but i just think this chapter, and harry’s time at shell cottage, are some of the most significant statements of harry’s essence as a character we get in the whole series. we’re seeing who harry has become and all that dumbledore knew that he was: the core elements of harry, the cumulative weight of the preceding years on his shoulders, and the person made and moulded by everything he has been through up to this point. he's seeing clearly now. in his grief over dobby, he finally masters the connection with his mind and voldemort’s, using his grief and his love as a barrier, and chooses who he will be.

so i just think it means so much that ginny is brought, quietly, into the frame at this extremely pivotal point. she’s a little driftwood fire in a warm little family home by the sea, a brief moment of pause and safety and sanctuary, before the end; not holding harry back from his fate, but giving him some strength, some comfort, as he embraces it.

(ps: the next time ginny is mentioned, in the next chapter, shell cottage, it happens during this sweet little dinnertime scene by the fireplace, with romantic undertones with fleur worrying about bill in his absence, right before remus bursts in to announce that his own wife has just given birth to their son, with harry surrounded by all this talk of little families... ok i'll stop i'll stop but honestly):

A strong wind gusted against the cottage windows as Bill and Ollivander set off into the night. The rest of them squeezed in around the table; elbow to elbow and with barely enough room to move, they started to eat. The fire crackled and popped in the grate beside them. Fleur, Harry noticed, was merely playing with her food; she glanced at the window every few minutes; however, Bill returned before they had finished their first course, his long hair tangled by the wind. "Everything's fine," he told Fleur. "Ollivander settled in, Mum and Dad say hello. Ginny sends you all her love...'

#this has been in my drafts for precisely one million years #dusted it off cos i was running my mouth about shell cottage earlier #it’s a mess but what can you do!#just a love letter to the shell cottage scenes honestly #seeing hinny in everything can’t be stopped #i’ve got seasides on the brain at the minute #pointing out foreshadowing and gasping is a full time job #meta #hinny #hp meta #harry x ginny #ginny weasley #DH #shell cottage

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sliebman10 · 4 months

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Celebrate

“Have you heard from him?” Remus asked, joining Sirius at the window. The porch light illuminated the falling snowflakes as they drifted aimlessly to the ground.

Sirius shook his head and offered Remus his glass. Remus took it, swirling the dark liquid and taking a swig. “From Grandfather’s cellar?”

“Yup,” Sirius said. “At least the old bastard had good taste in whiskey.” This Christmas had been a somber one, spent at the Tonks home, which was doubling as Sirius and Remus’s safe house since Grimmauld Place had been compromised.”Doesn’t feel right to celebrate with Harry out there doing…who the fuck knows what.”

“I know,” Remus said, putting his hand on Sirius’s back. Sirius leaned into the touch, and they stood together watching the snow in silence until they both heard a voice calling from Sirius’s pocket.

“Sirius? Remus?”

Sirius fished in his jeans pocket for the enchanted mirror, which he popped open to see Harry looking back at them. He was thinner than last time, and his hair was scraggly. But He looked to be in one piece.

“Hey kid. Happy Christmas,” Sirius said, a grin spreading over his face, the first of the day.

“Not so happy…I wish I was there with you,” Harry said, quietly.

“Same here,” Sirius said. He knew not to push or pressure Harry about it though. Harry had the same sense of duty that James did, and when he was determined to do what he thought was right, nothing would deter him.

“Are you safe?” Remus asked, peering at him critically.

“For the moment,” Harry said. “You?”

“We’re at Andromeda’s,” Remus said. “We’ve been staying here.”

“Yeah,” Harry said, his cheeks reddening. “Sorry about that.”

“You did what you had to do, Harry,” Remus reminded him.

“Yeah, but…” Harry sighed. “This sucks. I want to come home.”

Sirius’s heart twisted at the thought of Harry out there on his own, and being powerless to help him with whatever harebrained scheme Dumbledore had cooked up. “I know, kid. We miss you,” he said, trying to muster all of the holiday cheer he didn’t feel. “This will all be behind us soon.”

“I hope you’re right,” Harry said. They heard a noise in the background and then Hermione’s face joined Harry’s in the mirror.

“Happy Christmas,” she said.

“Same to you, Hermione,” Sirius said. “Stay safe.”

“We’re trying,” Harry said. “I’ll be in touch soon.” With that, the mirror went dark. Sirius stared at it for a moment and sighed. He dropped it back into his pocket and took the glass back from Remus.

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#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar microfic #harry potter #good godfather sirius black #dh #harry is on the camping trip from hell #wolfstar is worried about him #celebrate

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