S [ H E ' S ] B R [ O K ] E N.

but legit.

{no light, no light} - florence + the machine
 
{wednesday, 9th} - in history of magic today, professor binns drones on about the history of giants and their bad reputation. next we'll be learning the 'cheering charm' with professor flitwick, followed by arithmancy and comc. there's an astronomy class at midnight, but most student will be ditching it for gryffindor monica grant's party, held in her common room. everyone is welcome, even pesky slytherins.
 

{story up tomorrow, asap!}

blame it [cover] - {of mice and men}
 
when my eyes first opened that afternoon (very groggily, might i add), it took a while to remember what had happened. then it all came back to me, lucifer in the woods, he had stunned me! how long ago had that been? it felt as though i had been unconscious for years.
 
i sat up, recognising my surroundings as my dorm. why had he brought me back here?
 
my stomach growled, reminding me that i hadn't eaten in merlin knows how long. pulling myself off the floor (for lucifer and his bloody henchmen hadn't bothered putting me on my bed, oh no, the floor was so much easier) i walked to my bathroom and surveyed my appearance in the mirror. there were dark circles under my eyes, most likely from smudged eyeliner, and my hair was sticking up from all directions. i tied it into a knot on the top of my head without bothering to brush it. that anguish could be put off until later. slowly and gently i began to pull off my robes, careful not to pull at them too roughly for fear of tearing at my aching muscles. once naked, i studied my body. bruises covered my skin, most a sickly purple-y green colour. and then, just underneath my bellybutton, just above my pelvis...no.
 
'the dark lord reigns', written in a loopy, cursive font, blacker than any of my bruises, darker than the bottle green colour of my robes.
 
i turned the shower on as hard as it would go and stepped into the hot water, praying that it would wash off. after almost fifteen minutes of scrubbing, however, the text had not darkened whatsoever and i sat down, letting the water fall onto my body and cried.
 
i hated lucifer riddle. i hated him. i hated all the death eaters, and anything to do with them. i hated that they had killed my parents, i hated that i hadn't died with them that night. i hated myself for being too weak to stand against them.
 
after a while (i lost track of time), i stood up, my head light from all the hot water, and turned off the shower. then i dressed myself quickly and began walking to the kitchens. i guessed it was around three in the afternoon, and upon asking a slytherin fourth year what the date was, i discovered it had been three days since the incident in the forest. no wonder i was so hungry, the house elves had better be in the mood to cook.
 
just as i was turning the corner that lead the the hall that lead to the kitchens, i saw something out the corner of my eye. alice and wesley. together. holding hands. alice had her head buried into wesley's shoulder, and by the looks of it, they were both laughing happily.
 
fuck, why couldn't she realise how wrong this was? i knew sam wouldn't side with me, she was still in love with a gryffindor herself. i stared at them for a moment longer, refusing to feel any jealousy, before turning on my heel and walking down the corridor angrily.
 
{ @lauren-is-not-an-owl @miles-to-g0-before-i-sleep }

sing - {my chemical romance}
 
October 14th: Professor Flitwick and Firenze have decided to host a small, calm get together for a night under the stars to study Astronomy with good food and drinks.
 
{lazy set, as i am lazy}.
 

"cover for me, sam," i muttered, dragging her over to the punch bowl. she distracted two hufflepuff boys, the only people at the table filled with food, by batting her eyelashes and complimenting them on their scarves. she was good at that.
 
meanwhile, i pulled a bottle of firewhiskey from my robes and poured the whole thing into the punch. it let out a large waft of steam, but cooled down almost immediately.
 
"okay, done," i said to sam, grinning at her. "this party's sure to get a little more exciting some time soon."
 
"no thanks to my brilliant idea," sam smiled back at me, while the two hufflepuff's looked at us curiously.
 
"yeah yeah, whatever," i said, deciding to give her the credit she was due.
 
{comment if you want to be in the story? i'll write more later c:}

bird and the worm - {the used}
 
October 12th: Classes. Also, a student is checked into the hospital wing ailing from a very severe curse.
 
{this is my set for tomorrow, because i probably won't have time to make one then. i'll try to get my story up by tomorrow night}.

one shot to forgetting, six shots to falling in the end.
 
(&) delinquents - {woe, is me}
 
October 11th: Classes. In Divination, students will be crystal ball-gazing.
 

{warning: mara's gutter mouth may offend some people}.
 
"now dear, stop all that crying. there's no spell that can reawaken the dead, and you're certainly not old enough for a time turner. there's simply nothing to do but move on," mrs robinson's slightly wrinkled face constructed into a smile as she pulled a shirt over my head.
 
i sniffed, taking her advice into consideration, but no amount of logic made the pain go away. "b-but miss, it's my fault, i didn't-"
 
"shh now, the family from your next foster home is coming to meet you here, and you must look your best!" she forcefully wiped the tears away from my eyes and stood up properly, towering over my child-like figure. "now smile!"
 
i twisted my face into what i hoped was a convincing smile, and blinked away the burning tears in my eyes.
 
"better," the lady said with a grin. "downstairs, you go." she pushed me out the door of the plain room we had been standing in, and towards an old, wooden staircase. i gave her a small look of uncertainty, which she returned with a nod, before stepping down each creaking stair.
 
the creaks grew louder with each step, turning into more human-sounding groans and screams, protests.
 
"no! we don't know anything! we have never hidden the potter boy, we know nothing!" a scream. "please!"
 
i knew the voices, i knew them well. "mum!" i cried out, looking around desperately for her. "dad, where are you!"
i began to run down the steps, but it seemed to make no difference, the stairs kept winding, i could see no end to them.
 
suddenly, i was in a dark room, lit by an eerie, greenish light. i was seventeen again and my parents were standing in front of me, but something was different. their eyes were black and dead, their faces were slack. "mum, dad," i whispered, but they made no form of recognition. they began to walk towards me, zombie-like in their movement, their mouths opened slightly, muttering unfamiliar words and incantations.
 
i took a step backwards, and another, as they started getting closer to me. these people were not my parents. i tried to take another step, but my ankle collapsed and i tripped over my feet.
 
i was falling through the darkness, unable to save myself, unable to take back what had happened.
 
in my room at hogwarts, i woke with a start. the nightmares had come back, they always did after i had drank a little too much the night before. it was inevitable, and almost worse than the hangover.
 
i felt around in my bed sheets for my wand, and upon finding it, grunted, "fucking lumos maxima." the tip of my wand lit, casting ghostly shadows around the previously dark room.
 
i sat up in my bed, hands automatically going to my head as if it could aid my headache in some way. i could tell my hair was a mess, it was knotty and matted, pins here and there from my 'do the night before. what day was it? i wondered. it felt like i had been asleep for years.
 
as if on cue, there was a knock on my door.
 
"what the fuck do you want?" i shouted.
 
"mara, it's sam," came my friends voice, muffled by the door. "you're half an hour late for divination, so i came to check on you."
 
"tell patil she can go suck a hippogriff tit, i'm not going today!"
 
there was a pause. "do you have firewhiskey in there? because you know we have a deal, no hogging. you share, i share."
 
"i don't have any fucking firewhiskey!" i yelled. "just leave!"
 
"whatever," sam said. there was the clack of heels as she walked away. she had gotten used to my mood swings in our years of being friends.
 
the nightmare hadn't left my mind. groaning, i flopped back down onto my back. no matter how much alcohol i drank, how many cigarettes i smoked, the past kept catching up with me.
 
"nox."
 
@lauren-is-not-an-owl

friday i'm in love - {the cure}
 
i know i'm a loser, but seeing as i haven't been on polyvore for like, 38789274982782789 years, i thought i'd introduce myself to some of my new followers and whatnot.
 
that chick in the picture? that's me.
my name is actually emma-lee, but call me emma or loony, seriously.
 
i'm fifteen years young, not too keen to grow up.
 
my favourite bands are the cure, nirvana, the smiths, sleeping with sirens, angus and julia stone, the amity affliction, panic! at the disco, the hush sound, and mumford and sons, to name a few.
 
i live in australia, so yeah, i'm pretty sexy c;
 
i'm in a relationship with this incredible guy by the name of brendon, he's from south africa, his favourite movie is the lion king, and his favourite food is easy mac. we've been going out for ten months, been best friends for over a year.
 
my best friend's name is jessica, she's pretty much the cooler version of me. we like all the same music, and we've bought the same clothes on several occasions, which is sort of stellar. we're going to move in together after we finish school and start our own youtube channel.
 
i homeschool, and am extremely awkward all the time.
 
my hair is pretty long, down to my waist, and is dark brown but blonde and teal at the tips. my eyes are a weird green colour.
my style of dress is pretty much a combination of tshirts and jumpers from my dad's wardrobe, and everything else from thrift stores. i love doc martens, though i can hardly afford them.
 
and that's about it, aha.
#endboringandnarcissisticspeech

alice {alice in wonderland}
 
disney inspired set #01.