Sneak Peek: Within the Hollow Crown 19
Spoilers if you haven't read Chapter 18!
“You’ll be scarred,” Harry said.
“Always.”
“I’m sorry,” Harry said again.
“Me too.”
Harry wrung his hands, still unable to break his gaze away from Draco. His lips were faintly tinged purple from whatever potions they had given him. The salve reflected the morning light coming in from the window over the bed, but also covered the full extent of what Harry had done.
He'd given Draco permanent scarring. Draco wouldn’t even be able to hide them. When people saw them, they would first see the direct result of Harry’s mistake.
“I’m so---”
They both turned at the sound of footsteps, and Draco’s eyes widened. He gestured wildly at Harry’s lap, where the cloak lay half visible. Harry made out Snape’s low drawl first, and understood the urgency. Snape had seen firsthand how near death Draco had been. Likely Hermione and Ron warned, Harry technically shouldn’t have been near Draco.
He put on the cloak and pressed back against the wall, hopefully out of the way of anyone who might approach the bed. Right as the door opened, he thought to kick Draco’s bag between his feet so it would also be hidden. Draco didn’t need to explain how he had gotten back his things.
“Because they’ll be gathered before dusk,” McGruder said. “There’s no time.”
McGruder and Snape approached the bed, and Draco averted his gaze.
“Dittany on the scarring?” McGruder asked.
When he stepped within arm’s reach of Harry, the scar on his head lit with pain. The surprise nearly resulted in a gasp, but he clenched his teeth, desperate not to give himself away. He knew this pain well. How many times had he felt it now? First year near Quirrell? Fourth in the graveyard? Fifth in the Ministry?
“As I said last night,” Snape said. “Dittany will only lessen the scarring.”
“I want it gone. You will do whatever that entails.”
“The Malfoys can source the best in cosmetic healing. When he returns home, they will find someone.”
McGruder flicked his wand. Whatever he had cast, Harry didn’t notice.
Because he knew that bone-white wand.
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What are the chances anyone on here still respects or even likes me
I doubt anyone on here doesn't despise me, at least some.
I reallt shouldnt blare all my insecurities on here. Needing an outlet. I wasn't going to. :( bc tumrblr isn't emotional support. But I get in the mode where i don't care.
Then I regret it.
No one can take me seriously... no one can really want to associate with me other than watching a train wreck. So.
I either have to learn to become something
Or just. Resist putting my feelings on here. How.
Much nicer if I could make a persona that was proud and arrogant and stick to it
But I hate lying, so
I have to become something irl somehow. On my own. With no support.
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Settle your perfect hips here and the bow of wet arrows
loosens into the night the petals that form your form
let your clay limbs climb the silence and its pale ladder
rung by rung taking off with me in my dream.
I can sense you scaling the shade tree that sings to the
shadows.
Dark is the world’s night without you my love,
Pablo Neruda, Then Come Back: The Lost Neruda Poems (Translated by Forrest Gander)
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cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes
just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks
there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.
edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.
#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite
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no offence but the reason tumblr is “dying” is, well, yes, of course the cursed like/reblog ratio and the change in user behaviour (because of people being used to how instagram and tiktok work) BUT also the lack of weekly shows. i say it with my whole chest, they don't produce captivating and engaging stupid weekly tv shows anymore because streaming killed that so you have spikes of activity here when Something happens in general fandom or up to three days after a new season of whatever drops and then it's a wasteland. this is obviously an old woman yelling at a cloud missing supernatural and the vampire diaries and pretty little liars and all these other shows type of post but honestly give me back weekly tv shows where i have something to watch for 40 minutes almost every day of the week after work so then i can read and reblog it on tumblr give it back for the sake of my sanity
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