cruella de vil (holocron) wrote,
@ 2008-12-07 18:26:00

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Oldie but goodie? :X
Sigh, that's my defense for all of these, but. I AM NEW TO THE BUSINESS OF CDJ? :[

Give me one of my characters and one of yours, and I'll tell you how they end up together and about their first-born-- even if they are unqualified to have children (doesn't die, not canon, etc). I'll even give a PB!

CRACK, AU, AND CANON GLADLY ACCEPTED.

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	milkyway 2008-12-08 03:36 am UTC (link)
	IF AH CAN, MAY AH REQWEYST A DOR-WRACK? (Reply to this)(Thread)

	milkyway 2008-12-08 03:38 am UTC (link)
	BABY RACCOON AND BOBCAT FOR THE LULZ (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	milkyway 2008-12-08 03:39 am UTC (link)
	ALSO ~~SMETCHEL~~ (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	milkyway 2008-12-08 03:40 am UTC (link)
	OH MY GOD KIRBTAVIA AND SEYMOUR/CHLOE AND THAT'S IT, I PROMISE (Reply to this)(Parent)

Derek, Dorcas, and Delilah

holocron
2008-12-08 04:34 am UTC (link)

Derek and Dorcas met their second year, when they accidentally ran into each other whilst he was going up the stairs to the Library and she was running down the stairs to the Great Hall. They collided, went tumbling, and landed in a pretty awkward position.

They were not good friends after that. As a matter of fact, he was cursing her because he was trying to get to research an essay that he forgot was due the next day, and nobody pushes Dorcas around. Much of their later years were spent giving the other dirty looks whenever they came across one another, but there was no further interaction beyond that.

Except one day, in seventh year, Derek found Dorcas outside a classroom, trying furiously not to cry. Being the proper gentleman he was raised to be, he hesitantly offered her the handkerchief he carried around with him, she punched him in the shoulder (hard), and they were actually okay after that.

In January of '79, they happened across one another in Diagon Alley. They had remained in touch minimally for a few months after Hogwarts, but nothing truly became of it. Once their friendship had been rekindled, things didn't stop progressing--until one afternoon when they kissed on a park bench. They moved in together in June, and he proposed to her in December.

They got married on March 11th, 1980, in Ireland. Two years and nine months later, they had Delilah Dietricha Dobbs.

Given her stunning lineage, Delilah was an adorable baby girl from the start. She grew up more of a tomboy, however, because neither her father nor her mother really knew what to do with a little girl. She is a Gryffindor, like her mother, and plays Beater for the House team. Delilah is loud, likes to roughhouse, and is completely and totally charming. Getting gussied up is really not a favorite pastime of hers, so she refuses to do it, as far as possible, though her friends have definitely taken her against her will and done up her hair and face. She has a huge crush on Barnaby MacMillan, but doesn't really know how to tell him. Delilah her dream is to go on to play Beater for the Caerphilly Catapults.

PB: Margarita Levieva

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Derek, Stefana, and... ;]

holocron
2008-12-08 05:46 am UTC (link)

Wow. These two. They had their first kiss while they were studying for a Transfiguration test, sixth year (which they subsequently both failed… due to certain events), but never progressed any further than that, physically (Derek was adamant about being gentlemanly about it, Stefana was adamant about jumping his bones—which he found really, really hard to argue with).

It wasn't really a surprise that they decided to get engaged, given their degree of cuteness and that both of their parents were wildly enthusiastic about it. Stefana's sisters were less than pleased about Derek, given some odd history he had with the family, and Derek's siblings were a little bit wary of the kinds of crazy that their in-laws produced, but it all worked out in the end. They were married a year after leaving school, August 14th, 1978, and Stefana was pregnant four months later.

September 16th, 1979, brought about—yep. You guessed it. Twins--Adelaide Fredricka and Beatrix Darina Dobbs. What with Derek and Stefana both having twin siblings, it should have been really, really obvious, but it wasn't (and yes, Ingrid and Greta, Stefana was huge). They both, unfortunately, bear the stigma of being named after their respective uncles, since the sisters all squabbled over which of them would get to be their namesake and the brothers smirked quietly.

Adelaide very much enjoys painting and other calming, craft-like hobbies. This should have indicated that she was a calm, placated child… but that is grossly false. She's wild, energetic, fun, and a little bit crazy.

Beatrix, on the other hand, idolizes her father a lot and wants to be a Hit Wizard—something nobody in the family is allowing to happen. She is much, much calmer than her sister, so they have a good equilibrium—Adelaide does the exciting, but Beatrix can calm them both down once she gets a grip on herself. Being identical means that they don't socialize with other people too often, but they are both affable enough. Adelaide was sorted into Ravenclaw, which their parents could assume enough from her enjoyment of reading and such. Beatrix, however, was sorted into Slytherin, which made everybody scratch their heads a little. Nobody in the family was really anti-Slytherin, but… it definitely puzzled everyone for the first few years. Adelaide has a touch of wanderlust and really doesn't know what she wants to do once she leaves school—although at the moment, she's considering trying to write for The Daily Prophet, but her mind changes all the time.

Beatrix, on the other hand, is working very hard to become an Auror, which makes both of her parents extremely nervous, but Derek is secretly proud of her because he always wished they'd allow him to enter the Auror training program instead.

PB: Alison | Lohman

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Kirby, Octavia, and Livia

holocron
2008-12-08 07:29 am UTC (link)

This couple makes a lot of people scratch their heads. In fact, they don't even get it themselves. One day, Kirby Catchlove, rising and rather popular music star, crashed into Octavia Borgin stepping out of Borgin and Burke's with an armload of items, which were subsequently scattered all over the ground, broken, leaking, etc.. After spending a good five minutes yelling at him for being a total ass and inconsiderate of the people who actually had a reason to be there as opposed to nasty, no good, layabouts like him, and if he knew what was best for him, he'd leave Knockturn Alley right this very instant, he used a somewhat crude pick up line and asked her for dinner, to which she slapped him and told him he could forget about it. But rather than help her pick up the things he'd caused her to drop, he simply told her that she was fighting fate. Neither of them knows how he finagled that dinner acceptance, but he did, but by the time they got to the restaurant, they promptly returned to Kirby's flat and proceeded to have a lot of sex.

This arrangement continued off and on for months on end. One time, their shaggins were put to an end by Kirby's idiotic vow of celibacy, which caused Octavia to almost literally curse him, and was promptly put to an end around Halloween of '79. All things were happy in booty-call land, but for the fact that Octavia was pregnant.

She. Flipped. Out. But she didn't want to raise the baby alone, and she couldn't hide for nine months to have the baby and then give he or she up for adoption—but Kirby honestly felt that they could make it work, given that they seemed to have an undeniable animalistic attraction to one another, which, of course, had to lead to a well hidden, deep emotional bond. Octavia thought it was a load of bullshit, but agreed that they owed it to the child to at least try.

April 27th, 1981, Livia Acacia Zoe Borgin-Catchlove was born. Her name is long and ridiculous, but she gets by. Livia was sorted into Slytherin, her mother's business sense and ambition extremely prevalent in her. She is quiet and musical, but has an extremely conniving and manipulative side to her, which she can often terrify her father with. Kirby tries his best to negate Octavia's natural Slytherin tendencies from influencing their daughter further, but that might be a little too late. Livia loves her father dearly, however, and thinks that it is really, tremendously cool that her father was a rockstar, even if it means she's not a Pureblood. She really has no intention of working after school, secretly hoping somebody proposes to her so she can get married, but her father really does not want that to happen, so she feels like she should at least attempt to develop a career of some sort. She doesn't understand why her parents won't just hurry up and marry, though, since every other married couple is just as dysfunctional as they are.

PB: Lmfao… well…

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Seymour, Chloe, and Harold

holocron
2008-12-09 04:27 am UTC (link)

He's a banjo playing, determined brand of crazy. She's a sassy blonde with a peculiar interest in older men… so, naturally they get together! It was a Thursday night in October, wherein Seymour Dingle realized he was all alone in the world and all of his friends were married, engaged, or just plain in love. He was depressed—so the only natural solution was to drown his sorrows in a pint of something or other alcoholic. He drunkenly serenaded his sardonically amused bartender, who happened to be none other than Chloe Abbott, who was quite taken by his drunken musical stylings. But he left his banjo at the bar, and Chloe never got his name, so finding each other again was a bit of a hassle… except that Chloe's brother was Hugh Abbott, who happened to be Seymour's newly promoted superior at work, and then they met again at a mutual wedding of a friend, and then…

Well, yeah. It started like that. Seymour was extremely hesitant to pursue any type of relation with Chloe, given that she was young, her brother was capable of murdering, etc. etc., but one too many chance encounters reinforced how much he was growing to like her. They started dating, officially, December of '79, and enjoyed a nice, normal courtship. When it came to sex, Seymour wanted nothing to do with it unless they were married, being that Chloe was far too young for him and that her brother might honestly kill him, should he ever find out. But Chloe was really not going to wait that long for anything to happen between them and began a ploy to seduce him, which almost worked on several attempts, but never actually went through. It finally ended with Chloe's final scheme—proposing to Seymour. He was so flustered that he said yes, not realizing what had really just happened. Realizing that she had cheated, but also that he really enjoyed being engaged, and being engaged to Chloe (No. One. Understands how this relationship came to be), Seymour turned around and proposed to her properly a week later. Except being engaged wasn't the same as being married, and neither of them really understood the point of a long engagement, so they were married a month later in June, much to the bafflement and/or displeasure of many of the people they knew.

Harold Thaddeus Dingle was born on August 16th, 1981, a resourceful, conniving little brat. As a child, he showed incredible cunning and quick thinking, and really enjoyed taking advantage of people who were a little bit slower than he. He is very much his father's son, although he inherited his mother's dry amusement in reaction to most everything. Harold often gets into scrapes because of his quick-thinking fast-witted brain, and there were numerous owls home to his parents about what meddlesome trouble he was getting into. In his opinion, Harold's finest hour was in his fourth year, when he peddled a bunch of useless and/or gross items as being lucky study charms to the fifth and seventh years who were preparing for their O.W.L's and N.E.W.T's—a side-business which was going strong until Hermione Granger shut it down. He's a weird kid, to be sure, and really enjoys swindling people. So far as "working" goes, he's probably going to work at the Ministry, but his real dream would be to turn being a con man into a suitable occupation and do that.

PB: Joe Thomas

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Smeth, Rachel, and Socrates

holocron
2008-12-09 04:29 am UTC (link)

It took a lot of things being set in motion for the two of them to come together. Rachel was too wrapped up in herself to really be sociable enough to someone like Hippocrates Smethwyck, and Smeth was too shy to really even consider approaching someone like Rachel Englewood. Not that they didn't get along in school, but being that she was a year ahead of him, and they had only a House in common, there wasn't much cause for them to come together. After school, Smeth became a Trainee Healer at St. Mungo's, and Rachel had… a baby.

But the two reconnected in the summer of 1979, when a crisis staff-shortage managed to get Rachel hired as a temporary assistant to Healer Smethwyck. The two denied any attraction to one another for the remainder of the year, until Rachel taking time off from work for a month in December to go to Paris caused both of them to be crazy and miserable and realize that they were a couple of idiots for not succumbing to the attraction sooner. They started dating, officially, in January.

The road was not a smooth, easy one for these two—oh, goodness me, no. Rachel, having suffered from a bit of a "bad girl" image the first eighteen years of her life, had a lot of skeletons in her closet that she was too scared to expose to Smeth, and Smeth had a difficult time getting a read on Rachel's investment in the relationship, a bit damaged concerning love after the number of times he'd had his heart broken. Eventually, after a rocky couple of months, everything was laid out on the table: all the secrets, all the feelings—everything. It proved to be a little too much for the both of them to handle after such a truth-bearing exposure, and they agreed it would be best for them if they took some time away from each other. After about two months—though they both regretted the decision about a week later—they found their way back to each other, better, and stronger. It didn't take long before they were married in the November '80, moving into a private flat of their own, and living like happy newlyweds, until one day…

Rachel was pregnant. She knew, basically, from day one, since getting pregnant again was one of the greatest fears of her life, but she thought—she hoped—it was a ridiculous notion. Except it wasn't. And though it was really only half his fault, Smeth slept on the couch that night.

Socrates Samson Smethwyck (The alliteration being completely accidental) was born August 2nd, 1981, and won his parents over heart and soul. Being Smeth's boy, he's incredibly sarcastic, and being Rachel's son, also really, ridiculously cool. Although he's a Ravenclaw, he is more the type who sits in the class and doesn't answer questions unless called on, and then he usually has a bit of a sarcastic response. He truly does get along with his parents, however, and rarely, if ever, gives them lip (especially to Rachel, because she tolerates absolutely no backtalk). As far as his half-sister goes, they get along all right, but hardly ever see each other. He doesn't take an active interest in Healing, as his father, and is more considering becoming a curse breaker for Gringotts. They didn’t know what to make of it, either.

PB: Hayden Christensen

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	sarahs 2008-12-08 04:01 am UTC (link)
	OH, DER/MER. COME ON NOW. (Reply to this)(Thread)

Derek, Meredith, and Emma

holocron
2008-12-09 06:49 am UTC (link)

THIS SON OF A BITCH IS EFFING LONG AND I DON'T EVEN CARE BECAUSE IT TOOK FOREVER TO WRITE AND I REFUSE TO TRIM IT.

Puce was not a color that bothered Meredith Fielding much. It was a little bright, a little harsh, but on the whole, she wouldn't burn a piece of clothing just for the color. But when she met Derek Dobbs, she didn’t just want to burn the piece of clothing—she wanted to torch the person WEARING the puce as well. Although they had gone to school together for a few years, even being in the same House, they never had much occasion to talk. He was simply the really hot older brother of her annoying classmate to her. They ran into each other when she was a sixth year late for exams, him being a third year Hit Wizard, and with a big liking for sticking his foot in his mouth. Something about him just rubbed Meredith the wrong way, and every time she saw puce, her blood boiled and she thought about what an idiot he was.

Time passed, and they had many interesting run-ins (him tackling her on a beach, bonding over his broken ribs at St. Mungo's, him ditching his date for a Halloween Ball to trick a dance out of Meredith, to name a few), most of which ended in disaster. Despite the fact that they both had significant others, that didn't stop either of them from thinking about the other a lot. But Derek couldn't understand why she hated him so badly, and had no intention of changing himself if she couldn't accept him just as she was, and Meredith thought he was the biggest jerk known to man-kind, so nothing ever happened with them.

Except that Derek's then-fiancée was killed in January of 1980, and it forced him to change from the man he used to be. When they reconnected a few months later, he was more somber, less inclined to laugh, and incredibly withdrawn, behavior that was foreign to the both of them, especially when the two of them were anywhere together. A little while later, in a scene incredibly reminiscent of the first time they had an actual conversation, Meredith was volunteering at St. Mungo's towards the end of the school year (to make up for some trouble she got into, but never divulged), she ran into Derek, laid up in a sick bed, looking worse than the first time she'd seen him in there, if that were even possible. Although they were initially awkward together, they began talking once again, and in a surprising act of kindness, Meredith said she'd take it upon herself to make sure he'd smile again. It took him a while before he was ready to leave St. Mungo's, but when he did, he told her that he wasn't ready to stop smiling just then.

Over the months, they spent time together more and more time together. They weathered through some pretty tough times, and trying to make sure he kept smiling in the beginning was a bit of a burden. But it worked—she was the first person to really make him laugh, she was the only person he was truly comfortable slipping back into his old self with, and he had absolutely no problems cheekily referring to her with his possessive nickname "my Meredith." He proposed to her in an extremely odd, spur-of-the-moment-that-had-been-planned-way-in-advance sort of way, and they were married in January of 1981. The most aggravating aspect of their relationship sometimes was Derek's insistence upon abstaining from sex unless they were married, which he jokingly says is the reason Meredith married him.

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Derek, Meredith, and Emma

holocron
2008-12-09 06:49 am UTC (link)

They were married in January, of 1981 and Emma Jubeltine Marzipan Dobbs was born June 22nd, 1982. Her unique and downright bizarre middle names stem from distant Mormon relatives of Derek's who once came to stay with him whilst journeying through Europe, and left him with a book of baby names when they heard that his wife was expecting, helpfully highlighting a few of the ones they liked. They had already chosen Emma for a girl's name, but they thought Jubeltine was actually rather pretty sounding, and they had no middle name, which fit perfectly. The 'Marzipan' was a tongue-in-cheek addition on the confection that Meredith had an outrageous and excessive addiction to whilst pregnant with her. Emma actually wishes Jubeltine were sometimes her first name, but she hates it other times—which doesn't matter to Derek, because he still calls her "Jujube" as his nickname for her—but she doesn't even seriously tell people Marzipan is her middle name, partially because she hates the stuff herself.

Emma is a Hufflepuff, just like her parents, and has her mother's extreme impatience and her father's mischievous attitude—which doesn't always work out really well for her in the end. She is a big daddy's girl, and thinks it is really cool that her mother is a fashion designer, but has a little bit of trouble assembling outfits that match, herself. She's courageous, loyal, loud, and she'd be the best best friend ever, when it comes right down to it. Emma isn't the brightest bulb in the box, but she was always designed to have a career in something a little more outside-the-box than everybody else, given the subjects she does well in (i.e Care of Magical Creatures, Herbology, Divination etc. etc.), but her parents are actually alright with this, since they are big proponents of doing whatever makes you happiest aslongasitisn'tbeingaHitWizard.

PB: Kelli Garner

WHAT THE FUCK I EXCEEDED THE CHARACTER LIMIT.

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	Re: Derek, Meredith, and Emma crocketed 2008-12-09 06:58 am UTC (link)
	EMMA <33333 lol sorry I had to xDDDDD (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Derek, Meredith, and Emma holocron 2008-12-09 06:59 am UTC (link)
	LMFAO EMMA, YOU HAVE SUPER HOT PARENTS. I am also totally going to have to fight the urge to call you Jujube from now on :[ (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Derek, Meredith, and Emma crocketed 2008-12-09 07:06 am UTC (link)
	omg greatest nickname ever.... (Reply to this)(Parent)

	Re: Derek, Meredith, and Emma im_sirius 2008-12-10 09:41 pm UTC (link)
	lmfao my mom calls me Jujube. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	Re: Derek, Meredith, and Emma mikipinku 2008-12-09 07:20 am UTC (link)
	SCRIBBLD CAN NEVER HOLD DER/MER IN, I SAY! HERE THEY ARE IN THIS ICON. .........WAIT. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	shelovesyou 2008-12-08 05:49 am UTC (link)
	MACMILLANS DO ONE OF THE OTHER BB! WOW I MEANT TO SEND THIS COMMENT TWO HOURS AGO (Reply to this)(Thread)

Archie, Izzie, and Barnaby

holocron
2008-12-08 09:11 pm UTC (link)

You wouldn't think that relationships where one party has been arrested by the other have lasting potential. But that, apparently, it utterly FALSE. Which Arcturus MacMillan is utterly, utterly grateful for. Because when Isobel Egg violated several Secrecy Statutes, with her magically-enhanced yoga studio, there was really only one option Archie had, and that was to arrest her. Oh, well, no one was happy about that decision, but what was a poor lawman to do! Well, if you were in Archie MacMillan's well-pressed shoes, the correct answer is—yep: Ask her to dinner.

Now in his defense, she agreed. They just didn't realize it would lead to sex. Which would lead to more sex, some light stalking, and—hold your breath—a somewhat functional relationship. In fact, things were going so well, that Archie was simply waiting for enough time to pass before proposing. He didn't have to wait long, however, because they suddenly found themselves pregnant. Well, Izzie was pregnant, and freaking out about every single thing in the world there was to freak out about. When Archie proposed, she initially refused—thinking that the idea was nothing but maniacal—but with enough reasoning, she finally admitted it was a good idea, and so Ernest Michaelangelo MacMillan was born July 11th, 1980. And then Olive Mirandola was born March 11th, 1983. But this story is not about either of them, no. The real star of this story is Barnaby Mordechai, born February 11th, 1984.

Barnaby is very different from his brother and sister. His name doesn't start with a vowel (although Olive said she didn't have the "—ie" sound to her name, and she wasn't complaining about it), his middle name isn't Italian—and while that may just be name-wise, that tells a lot about Barnaby. He sometimes feels a disconnect with his siblings, but it isn't really there. He is doted upon by his parents since he's the youngest, which makes him a little spoiled. Barnaby can be a little sarcastic, prone to much overreaction, and can explain most anything so that it sounds reasonable (a tool his brother is most envious of and is still trying to perfect). He wanted to try out for the Quidditch team (Gryffindor) his second year, but Izzie pitched a fit that her baby would get bowled over by a Bludger and die, or something equally dramatic, and he felt so guilty that he didn't go out for the team. But in his third year, he did and was put on reserve, and his fourth year, he finally made Chaser (WHICH HE WAS VERY ECSTATIC ABOUT!!!!!!!, said his owl home). When he was younger, his greatest dream in life was to become a bum—something which horrified both his parents—but now, he really isn't sure. He thinks he would like to become a writer and a naturalist, like Newt Scamander, but is a little disappointed that Newt probably found all there was to find about magical wilderness and feels slightly put out by that, so he will not look at a copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them anymore.

PB: Jacob Zachar

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	Re: Archie, Izzie, and Barnaby cristina_lacosa 2008-12-08 11:57 pm UTC (link)
	AUGUST 11TH!!! xDD BUT I LOVE EVERYTHING EVERYTHING skmgdsgodlg,d (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	holocron 2008-12-09 03:05 am UTC (link)
	.................... RON IS RETARDED AND CANNOT COUNT MONTHS :[ (Reply to this)(Parent)

holocron
2010-06-15 07:15 am UTC (link)

YOU WILL NEED THIS FOR LATER. DON'T HATE ME!! I HAVE NOT READ OVER ANYTHING AND IT IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPER LATE.

Ties formed under extreme emotional duress make a stronger, more lasting impression than those formed in normal conditions—conditions that don't include being pitched headfirst and blindfolded in the midst of a losing battle. Sorrow, anger, frustrations—tragic as it may be, bonds forged in the times of these are the ones that touch us deeper than most… deeper than all, even. Such was the case of Derek Dobbs and Emmeline Vance.

Prior to January of 1980, the two had little knowledge or regard for one another, rarely crossing paths aside from their work and connections with the underground rebel group, the Order of Phoenix. But when their respective significant others were killed early that year, same day, same battle, there were not two people in the world more alike.

Living in a world that was now one-hundred and eighty degrees different than it had previously been was no easy task. Amongst the earliest to lose significant persons to the cause of the war, there was little choice but to seek refuge in one another, no matter how reluctant they were to do so. Although there were not two more dissimilar people in the world to begin with, through sheer sweat, blood, and tears, a common ground had been formed, one that outweighed their extreme, often volatile differences. This was the edge that cemented their relationship.

Throughout the course of the year, whether by choice or by fate, the two found themselves drawn to one another again and again and again. Who should he contact first when ambushed by Death Eaters whilst on duty and left to die? What other doorstep could she arrive on, shaking, drunk, and sobbing in the middle of the night? With what other person could they begin to piece back the bits and piece of their lives that were stolen? It was not until one surprisingly gentle, devastatingly unexpected kiss on a park bench one faithful night that they realized they'd pieced together a little more than they'd realized.

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holocron
2010-06-15 07:15 am UTC (link)

Their romance, if one can call it that, was slow, reluctant. Acknowledging their feelings meant moving on, taking a huge step forward from mourning the deaths of people that they still felt strongly for—and would always feel strongly for. Was it disrespectful to their memory? Were either of them ready to face that commitment again—or would they ever be? Were they even suited to one another, beyond such artificial commonalities? Moreover, did it matter if they were not, or would this be enough to hold them together? It was easier to not pose questions than it was to ask and try to answer them. Instead, they dedicated themselves to the war effort, becoming reckless, uncaring, and even dangerous, in the lengths they would go to to ensure a winning outlook for their side. Their relationship teetered, hovering in the balance neither here nor there as they simply concentrated on one thing: winning, no matter the cost. Slowly, almost without them realizing it, their relationship morphed into one with an addictive nature, providing the sort of emotional stability they couldn't find on their own, even if it felt at times as though it would consume them both whole and tear them up from the inside out.

The war was a tireless, fruitless one. First, the Prewetts. Then Dimitri Thomas, sending Derek into a dark spiral that almost got him killed multiple times. But the darker days were only arriving as they lost Ben Fenwick, the Bones, and for the greater good of the Wizarding World, but the complete and total detriment of the Order, the Potters, alongside Sirius Black and Peter Pettigew, death, after death, after death, after betrayal. People, friends, allies, were continuously struck down until it felt as though there was nobody left to fight on their side. With the Potters, however, came the final blow to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and after the long, bloody fight, their comrades had not died in vain.

But cutting the head from the snake did not stop its rattler from striking one last, devastating blow. The torture and incapacitation of the Longbottoms after the fall of the Dark Lord decimated the morale, the sanity, of those left behind, where Derek held Emmeline as she broke down to a point that lay far, far beyond tears, somewhere along the way to madness. It was two weeks later that they apprehended the Lestranges and Bartemius Crouch, fighting to within an inch of their lives to see justice exacted.

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holocron
2010-06-15 07:16 am UTC (link)

If it was one thing they learned, it was that life didn't stop. Cruel and unrelenting though it may have been, lives were still continuing to be lived, time still marched on, heedless of anything but the sound of its own march. The Wizarding World was anxious to put the bloody decade behind them and scurry to cobble together some semblance of normalcy, moving on as though it were the easiest recovery in the world to make. Those who had seen it all knew better. After ensuring their few remaining friends and allies were in good health, if not a good state of mind, and that the brunt of the threat had been erased, they left England altogether, hoping to leave memories of the carnage behind.

In the end, they could not go far from England, wanting to remain close, ever on alert for a new threat. They moved into a small cottage in the reclusive Welsh countryside, forgoing most contact with the Wizarding world, as well as their own magic. Derek, too broken by his efforts in the war for much else, became a Muggle policeman, whilst Emmeline entered the teaching profession as a Muggle primary school teacher. They never marry, but it is of little consequence. Their days are quiet, laborious, and ultimately overshadowed by the remembrance of things (and people) gone by. Although they try, and sometimes succeed, in moving on with their lives, behaving for a moment or two, like they are normal people, they cannot outrun the past for long. Rather than brooding too much on the past, however, they aim to embrace it, making it a part of them, rather than repressing or ignoring it. Their relationship is tenuous, rocky, and unstable, both unhealthy and beneficial, a symbiotic one. Like an unhealthy drug that heals the wounds it itself has made, so has their relationship created an artificial dependency on one another. In spite of this, however, their bond is solid, loyalty unwavering, and though they may not see it, feel it, or understand it, linked by a love strong enough to weather through all the destruction.

PSYCH, they never have children. Although they want to and discuss it, it is an idea they know they cannot pursue. After having seen all that they have, they cannot in good faith bring new life into this world. Behind the scenes, this can never happen because Emmeline dies and Derek would be forced to die himself, then where would that leave little Dittany?

If they did, though, her name would be Dittany Alice Vance-Dobbs, a huge pain in the ass, and smarter than anything in this world. And she'd be PB'd by Reese Witherspoon.

Guess what you'd need ALL this tedious backstory for.

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	cristina_lacosa 2010-06-15 09:30 am UTC (link)
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	cristina_lacosa 2010-06-15 09:27 am UTC (link)
	HOLY SHIT THERE'S MORE (Reply to this)(Parent)

	osteological 2008-12-08 06:33 am UTC (link)
	Uhhh Grayson/Octavia Marnie/Amery Lulz Snape/Lydia! (Reply to this)(Thread)

Snape, Lydia, and Valerius

holocron
2008-12-08 08:11 am UTC (link)

OMFG I was laughing so hard, but I didn't even know where to go with these two. So. Here, have some long, badly-written crack <3:

It happened like this: Snape was moping, thinking evil, murderous thoughts as he always does, working in Slugs and Jiggers, when the most beautiful and unattainable woman in the world walks in and asks "Could you look a little more like sallow milk, darling? Quit moping, please, I've work which must be attended to."

And he was a goner.

Lydia Proudfoot, as he learned, was a high-maintenance woman who never said no to a good time. The only problem was, Snape had little-to-no-idea of what "a good time" really constituted, and, as such, was a bit afraid of any interactions with this woman. But Lydia, for some unknown reason, took a particular shine to Severus and thought that he housed a lot of "ignored potential." And so, he was taken under her wing, properly cleaned and wardrobed. His initial feelings of attraction heightened a lot during the process, and he was eventually escort-material for Lydia, to the point where she agreed to allow him to escort her to some function or the other.

And after a lot of alcohol—a lot of alcohol—their passionate affair began. And five months, three weeks, and two days later, it was almost put to an end—when Lydia became pregnant. It was definitely an unforeseen event, and neither really knew how to go about it, because Snape never once in his life thought he'd foster children, and Lydia never thought she'd have children with someone like him, once she did get to settling down. But Snape realized that his feelings for Lydia were strong enough that he didn't want her to be alone, raising his child, and Lydia was certainly not going into motherhood by herself. Enter Valerius Snape nine months, three days, and forty-two hours later, on November 13th, 1982, with both a mother and a father (who, interestingly enough, got married while Lydia was one month, three weeks, and six days into the pregnancy).

Valerius is a well-dressed, taciturn Slytherin who is a Chaser for his House team and only socializes with people when his mother pushes him to. He isn't surly, and he doesn't sulk, but he simply doesn't have much to say. Lydia, much to her cousin's surprise, actually took rather well to maternity, and her son is one of the best behaved children either of his parents have ever met. Snape, on the other hand, is incredibly wary of his son, given his own terrible relationship with his father and nearly every other person on the planet, usually with the exception of his wife. Valerius admires his father, but is slightly terrified of him, and makes darn sure that his grades are such that he can get that internship in the Magical Law department of the Ministry.

PB: Louis Garrel

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Amery, Marnie, and Drusilla

holocron
2008-12-08 07:01 pm UTC (link)

Can you believe this turned out LONGER, originally, and I had to trim it? :[

Well, really, how does the murderous, psychotic Russian Death Eater end up with the French-possibly-Polish Muggleborn ballet dancer? Russian lessons, of course! And in a completely freak accidental meeting-of-the-minds, that was exactly what happened with Amery Wilkes and Rosemarne D'Argente. So it became a weekly thing… and a few months later, bi-weekly… until one day, she came in without her usual basket of muffins as a means of repaying him, and darn near cried about it. Being both infatuated and a bit of a creeper, Amery said it would be possible for her to repay him by allowing him to take her to dinner… which she agreed to, after a bit of trepidation.

Their relationship was kept secret, mostly due to the inferior blood status of Marnie. While Amery persecuted most of her kind, being a high-ranking member of the Death Eaters, he was extremely protective of her, and told no one in his family about his illicit affair. They were married in secret, on May 21st, after ten months of being together; though not before Amery quietly told his siblings of what was to come. The result was very nearly a bloodbath.

After the marriage, they maintained separate residences, with Amery desperate to find a way that they could either re-invent Marnie to Wizarding society as a Pureblood (which he refused to do, given that if they were caught in the lie, it would be a difficult mess to clean up, and she refused to do because she'd be forced to leave the Wizarding ballet circuit) or come up with some brilliant excuse as to why or how they could be together. In October, however, the fall of the Dark Lord came, and they were finally allowed to come out with their marriage publicly. Not long after, Marnie was annoyed to find that her beautiful ballet figure was soon to be disrupted by pregnancy. July 6th, 1982, Drusilla Oksana Wilkes was born.

Drusilla, from a young age, showed clear signs of becoming a blood purist, for reasons unbeknownst to either of her parents, being that her mother was Muggleborn, and her father never openly disparaged those of lesser blood than he. However, she too is fiercely protective of her mother and should anyone ever appear to talk down to her in Drusilla's vicinity, they are quickly convinced that it is not a good idea—though her methods of persuasion change often. She is quick-witted, resourceful, extremely manipulative, and may or may not be slightly psychotic, given her two parents' brands of crazy. She is a Ravenclaw, however, which may or may not be cause for nervousness to others, being that psychotics who are sorted into Ravenclaw can be much scarier, given that they are intelligent. Although her family might be estranged from her relatives, Drusilla feels no discomfort in being high-brow and easily exacting revenge on any persons she feels deserve it. She is also schooled in dance, as to be expected with a mother like hers, but does not believe she'll pursue it as a career later in life, much to her mother's disappointment.

PB: Gemma Arterton

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Grayson, Octavia, and Seryozha

holocron
2008-12-09 09:48 am UTC (link)

If there were ever a couple to bring a living incarnate of Satan into the world, this would be the two to do it. It started off as a potential arranged marriage with an extended invitation to tea from the Wilkes—the kind where the parents aren't entirely sure that the children will agree, and so they simply introduce the two to see if it takes.

Oh, it took.

It probably helped that the two had such a similar mindset that there was no issues with Grayson's blatant support of the Dark Lord, or their mutual disdain for those of lesser blood. Not to mention that they had an instantaneous animalistic attraction that meant the sex would be fabulous later on in life, even if they grew to hate each other.

Their relationship was such that when Octavia's uncle, co-proprietor of Borgin and Burke's and one of her least favorite people in the world (in addition to being her caretaker) fell victim to one of Grayson's terrorizing escapades (which results in a definitive loss of fingers), Octavia thanked him privately upon finding out exactly what grisly details had occurred.

Her uncle was once again involved in the affair when he found out that the bulk of Octavia's estate and wealth from her late father would pass to him only in the event that she was unmarried after her twentieth birthday. Realizing that a marriage he had been positive would fail was quickly turning into the exact opposite of what he'd expected, he set about finding a way to extricate Octavia from the relationship and possibly send her out of the country, if not arranging for other nefarious ways to get rid of her. Grayson and Octavia found out about his plan, and rather than confront him about it, opted to kill him (in a gruesome, unnecessary fashion, which Octavia insisted on helping with, as Grayson was originally disinclined to allow her). They were engaged the very next day.

They were married four months after, on January 18th, 1977. Eight months later, they were expecting.

Seryozha Alexander Wilkes was born February 22nd, 1978, and there is really not anyone quite like him in the world. There were numerous occasions when his parents found him taking an intense pleasure in dissecting insects and other bug life, or terrorizing small animals and other children. Octavia, for one, was puzzled because they had agreed that there was no need to display Grayson's extracurricular activities to his son, so she has no idea where this behavior comes from—it probably just goes to show that psychotic blood really can be passed on! Like his father, Seryozha is completely capable of masking his questionable nature and posing as a charming, debonair male of high society, which often comes in handy. But he also possess his mother's astute ability to read people and speculate on where their weaknesses lie, which is his preferred method of terrorizing—he enjoys the aspects and effects of psychological warfare much more than the thought of spilling someone's blood. Seryozha believes that any idiot with a fairly good aim can wield a wand or a knife, but mentally torturing someone is a real art form. Family is incredibly important to him, which is standard fare for a member of the Wilkes family, but he cares less about propriety if it interferes with his own plans. Seryozha isn't necessarily outspoken, since he keeps his opinions to himself unless something impresses enough to make him speak, but he does not skirt around the issues he openly addresses. Blood purity matters to him somewhat, although he prefers to socialize more with those who have money. He would, however, fight for the Dark Lord's cause, should the need ever arise again, and he is not adverse to killing, maiming, torturing, beating, or otherwise inflicting pain on nearly anyone, ever.

PB: Harry Lloyd

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	Grayson, Octavia, and Seryozha holocron 2008-12-09 09:59 am UTC (link)
	NO, YOU KNOW WHAT. Three icons is not enough. http://sophieisgod.livejournal.com/41401.html (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Grayson, Octavia, and Seryozha osteological 2008-12-10 01:33 am UTC (link)
	YOU BRING ME JOY. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	holocron 2008-12-10 01:36 am UTC (link)
	THE PB IS MY FAVORITE PART :[ HE HAS PATENTED CRAZY EYES. "HARRY LLOYD CRAZY EYES" IN GOOGLE IMAGE SEARCH MAKES ME SO HAPPY. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	batshitrix 2008-12-08 10:01 pm UTC (link)
	Ludo and Greta. Erm. And. That's it for now. (Reply to this)(Thread)

Ludo, Greta, and Alwin

holocron
2008-12-11 04:15 am UTC (link)

It's not that these two weren't extremely attracted to each other. Because they are.

And it definitely isn't that they aren't really well-suited to each other. Because they are, given that they are both hilarious minxes.

But for some reason or the other, their relationship just never took off in Hogwarts. They dated, of course, Ludo Bagman and Greta Catchlove, but it didn't stick. And then they were involved in a messy love square, and Greta started dating a whole bunch of Slytherins, and Ludo had other things to worry about, like his career, etc. etc., so they completely missed the boat on that one.

However, after school, Greta was working at the Daily Prophet, an aspiring journalist with a promising career ahead of her (and a strange penchant for baking), and Ludo rising quickly to Quidditch star fame, things appeared to be going in a good direction for them—even if they weren't together. But by some stroke of fate, Greta wound up at Ludo's room, doing an entertainment piece for the Prophet which featured Ludo. They had a fun night of reconnecting, but it was filled with a lot of those awkward kinds of moments, like one too many innuendos are tossed around, and she looks at him for just a moment too long, and his hand grazes hers a little more than necessary…. Well, the next day, she showed up to his room, wearing scandalously little beneath her robes, claiming there had been a few follow up questions that she had forgotten to ask him.

After a few weeks of casually seeing each other, they decided it did make sense to pick the relationship back up again. Which they did, for about six months, before Ludo's career was suddenly too important and he all but dropped Greta, which did not sit well with her at all, she'll have you know. Only, Ludo totally fumbled at his next game, clearly driven to distraction by the fact that he was no longer with Greta, and she was totally feeling a disconnect with her work, and they were both pretty darned miserable. So when he showed up at her door this time, with a ring in hand, there was only one natural direction they could take.

Except that she refused to marry him, but since they live together, and do all the things that married people do, he finds it hard to be that annoyed with her.

Alwin Hawthorn Hans Catchlove-Bagman (although he goes by Catchlove, because it just "sounds better") was born January 11th, 1981. He's an extremely boisterous kid who does not listen to anybody unless it is his mother threatening to whack him with her rolling pin, which she has definitely done before (the actual whacking, she means). While both his parents, his mother, especially, have daredevil natures, it seems to have been amplified in Alwin. They knew, for certain, that he was a wizard when he fell (but he claims he jumped) and rolled down the trunk before coasting to a gentle stop. They don't know how he got in that tree, but his father definitely thinks he should have broken something then, because it would discourage him from doing more stupid things. Alwin is an animated storyteller, and has no problems embellishing on stories he thinks are lacking in good detail. His Uncle Fredrick is probably the perpetrator of this habit, being that Greta once caught him going "No, Al, you tell it like this," and proceeded to spin a fantastical story that forever idolized Fredrick… forever. But we can't forget Uncle Otto, and his crazy habits either, which seemed to pass along to their child as well, making him that much more of a troublemaker. A Hufflepuff, he has boundless energy, a smart mouth when he feels like it, and rather owns the other boys at Quidditch, because he's not only got the talent passed on to him by his ex-all-star player for a father and damn good Seeker mother, but that kid is the damn fastest thing on a broom that's ever been seen.

PB: Thomas Sangster

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	crocketed 2008-12-09 06:27 am UTC (link)
	RACHEL/CARADOC. (Reply to this)(Thread)

CARADOC, RACHEL, AND MIRABELLE

holocron
2008-12-10 05:43 am UTC (link)

YOU ASKED FOR IT. Every stinking detail of these incredibly loud muses. If I failed you, I will grovel for eternity (P.S THIS WILL BE LIKE THREE COMMENTS)

What two people would be most successful at total world domination, if they were so inclined to do the work? And upon learning the identity of these people, would you see any reason why they shouldn't be together, to further ensure that they might rule the world with an iron fist?

No. Which is exactly the reasoning of Caradoc Dearborn and Rachel Englewood have.

Their romance started in their Hogwarts days, where he took great pleasure in royally pissing her off, and she assumed that the only thing he wanted if he was bothering with her that much was… her. This relationship worked on several levels, being that Rachel was one of the few people that Caradoc would actually consider doing a favor for, and he was one of the few people in the world she didn't think was a total idiot, and therefore actually worth a considerable amount of her time.

It didn’t last over a year, however, as Rachel was offered a marriage proposal, Caradoc had other things on his plate, and yes, their temperaments were simply too dynamic to properly meld at the time. Although the two were amiable enough in their remainder of time spent at Hogwarts, nothing further transpired from it. After Hogwarts, Rachel had her disastrous pregnancy fiasco and Caradoc found himself enlisted in both the services of the Dark Lord and Albus Dumbledore's elite order—two drastically different paths from both one another, and from what they had originally been expecting. It seemed as if their once red-hot affair was soon to be nothing more than a fond memory for the two, but for one chance encounter in January of 1979.

Meeting again reinforced the physical attraction that they had for one another, which had always been extremely magnetic, but also the deep slated respect and admiration for the other, as well as conceited appraisal for being good enough to socialize with. It didn't take long for their relationship to pick back up again, leaving a string of lovers and relationships behind them both. And being that they both found their personal matters to be the business of no one but themselves, enjoyed rekindling the old flame in total privacy.

But there was one thing that threw an enormous crimp in their future plans—Caradoc's role of double agent was becoming increasingly dangerous, both to himself and the neutral parties he associated with, and having to play roles on both sides of the spectrum for a war he didn't much care about was growing tiresome. Rachel knew of his duties, but the two of them also knew that walking away from Voldemort would mean he'd never see a day of freedom alive, and leaving the Order meant that they'd accuse him of betrayal. It was a difficult challenge, but really—who in their right mind would challenge these two and not expect them to prevail?

The plan was simple in its idea—distract both the Order and the Death Eaters (preferably with each other) by throwing every false lead, every trick, every scheme they could conceive from every possible angle, so that should one of them take, Caradoc could disappear in the frenzy to a safe location, and Rachel could meet him there after some time. They slowly began to build their arsenal and supplies up, and agreed to forge papers for Caradoc so he could pose for the majority of his escape as a Muggle.

They began setting their plan in motion, slowly, carefully, in September of '79, which would span a year. Rachel used her connections to high society Death Eater wives to both prowl, pump for and feed information to, about anything Caradoc was unaware of, while he planted his own false leads among the Order and the Death Eaters, hoping one of them would take. They framed

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CARADOC, RACHEL, AND MIRABELLE

holocron
2008-12-10 05:44 am UTC (link)

a worker in the Ministry as a spy for the Death Eaters, persuaded a nervous but determined Seer cousin of Rachel's to pursue a position at Hogwarts as the Divination teacher because she proclaimed she could see the future of the war to anyone who seemed like they might take her seriously. Several skirmishes and fake-kidnappings and duels were also slowly arranged, and there was nothing that could have ruined their careful plotting.

Except for the fact that Caradoc was suddenly assigned to assassinate one of the members of the Order, and the fake Seer they'd sent to Dumbledore actually had an incredibly pertinent vision—which was overheard and relayed to Voldemort by one Severus Snape.

Although the two events seemed to have little to do with each other, they led to one critical mistake wherein Caradoc was outed as a traitor to the Death Eaters in February of '80, and was subsequently lured into a trap and kidnapped. Rachel was sent into a panic, because she had been keeping close tabs on Caradoc when he suddenly disappeared of her radar, but she assumed the worst had happened, and resorted to her own plan B, which was to alert the Order as anonymously as she could to the danger Caradoc must have been in. They took her bait, luckily enough, and members raced to Russia, where he was awaiting torture to extract information on the Order and death, once they had no more use for him. A small-scale battle broke out when the Order members arrived there, and in the chaotic flurry of battle, Caradoc vanished, unnoticed by either side until nearly all of the battle had been finished.

The original plan was for Caradoc to fly out of England with his Muggle papers to Brazil, where he would meet with some connections he had there before modifying their memories and journeying up into the United States, and eventually Canada, where Rachel was to meet him a year later, under the pretense of visiting family. But Caradoc had only half of his papers, with no time or reachable connections to finish the rest, and couldn't run the risk of using magic in the event that the Order and Death Eaters were watching more closely than he thought. Using what small people skills he possessed (but using more of his persuasive nature and own ingenuity), he was able to go from Russia, through the Bering Straits, into Alaska, and from there, into Canada. Rachel caught up to him three months later, sticking to the original plan of keeping a watch for any activity that indicated they were aware Caradoc was alive, and to carefully phase herself out of her own connections to the Death Eaters and make her move to Canada seem a natural thing to decide—and thankfully, her part in helping him escape seemed to have been hidden for the most part.

There was a huge sigh of relief when they were finally reunited in March, 1981—and although they would never admit to it, both were incredibly worried that their plan would have backfired horribly in the end. She carried with her all of their necessary fake papers, but for a marriage certificate, which they stealthily procured in a private civil ceremony after she browbeat him into actually proposing (which she didn't have to convince him very hard of, thank you), and resumed identities as Carwyn and Rachel Deerborne, which they both smirk about and treat as a huge private joke.

Mirabelle Branwen Deerborne was born November 14th, 1982, and is, as you can expect, a total handful. She had an immediate effect on people from a very young age, owing to how beautiful of a baby she was, but as she grew older, she quickly learned how fast it was to wrap someone around her finger if she played along in a certain fashion. She gives the impression of a talkative ditz, which annoys her father to no end, but every word is carefully monitored, and she is

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CARADOC, RACHEL, AND MIRABELLE

holocron
2008-12-10 05:44 am UTC (link)

perfectly capable of thinking of an entirely different subject than that which she is speaking of. Following in the footsteps of her mother, Rachel insists on Mirabelle speaking multiple languages, which she is, admittedly, terrible at, but puts in the effort in hopes that that will be enough to satisfy her mother. She attends Ensorcelé, in Quebec, but luckily for Mirabelle, the only thing French about the school is its name. She is quite sociable, like her mother, but she seems to derive a genuine pleasure for being around people, rather than having them simply for ego-boosts, to boss around, because it's expected, or they've just accidentally become friends. Mirabelle is, however, terribly bossy in that underhanded conniving way that makes people believe that whatever idea she had was a stroke of brilliance on their part, which she eye-battingly goes along with. They've detailed on the numerous rule-breaking excursions Mirabelle has been on, given that rules seriously do not apply to her, and she can sweet-talk her way out of most anything, but she has an on-going war with her Charms professor which has resulted in some very interesting owls home. She doesn't know the full story of what happened with her parents, only that Caradoc went into hiding, so to speak, a year and a half before she was born, but she understands that she can't know the story quite yet, and looks forward to it when she's older. If you were to ask her what she wanted to do right now, she would tell you she honestly had no bloody idea, except that she'd probably go into politics, because she can boss people around into doing whatever she wants to. Except she might have to work behind the scenes, as much as she likes the fame, because figureheads are generally just puppets and she is fully intent on dominating the Ministry.

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	Re: CARADOC, RACHEL, AND MIRABELLE crocketed 2008-12-10 05:53 am UTC (link)
	O.M.F.G. RON I LIKE--- CAN'T SPEAK LMAO (Reply to this)(Parent)

	im_sirius 2008-12-09 10:51 pm UTC (link)
	Amery/Cam Barty/Vivica Archie/Bertha Adamina/Ryan XD (Reply to this)

	im_sirius 2008-12-09 10:51 pm UTC (link)
	SNAPE/SIRIUS (Reply to this)(Thread)

	holocron 2008-12-10 01:06 am UTC (link)
	HEY ALTER DIAF ♥ (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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	MMMNO. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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