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Another HP Headcanon Cuz I felt like it lmao

I honestly feel like that once Hermione became Minister (Let's face it, the girl is suited for the job) she'll have this law that before the acceptance letters get sent to each and every wizard, someone has to check through all the address and make sure that where they sleep in isn't like a "Cupboard under the stairs" or something like that. Cuz let's face it - Hermione loves Harry (Like a brother!) and she doesn't want anyone to go through what he did so she made that law just so that if ever the living space of the magical child isn't satisfactory or something like that, they can be taken away to a good home or maybe she'd start an Orphanage for Magical Children wherein NO ONE GETS ABUSED and like everyone - especially Harry and Ginny - likes to donate to that orphanage.

AND ALSO - I just imagine Hermione talking to Prof McGonagall (Or whoever is the Headmaster of Hogwarts) to make it known that all teachers have an open door policy wherein all students can go to them and just talk about their problems - this is so that if ever a child doesn't want to go home and has a good reason, they can go to a teacher and it'll be handled so that there's not going to be another Voldemort case or something like that

I dunno, just thought about it and yeah

Milwaukee Police Have Been Caught Sex Trafficking Children By Neighborhood And Nobodies Talking About it

HERES WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:

Originally 2 girls went missing in the neighborhood and after many attempts at trying to get police to help, which they refused to do, the community took it upon themselves which is how they landed on the sex trafficking house

“Before we came out here, there were nine kids missing, after we came out here four kids were returned,” said community organizer Frank Nitty, narrating a live video on Facebook from the scene around 7:00 p.m. But the number of kids returned might only be two, as Morales later reported one of the teenage girls wasn’t found and Nitty said another child ran away. 

This was all Live Streamed on Facebook

multiple fires being set by unidentified individuals (most likely to get rid of evidence) and gas and non-lethal force being used by the police department. 

Demetrius, the steamer who filmed the cops sneaking children out the back of the house is targeted by police for reprisals. They just pulling him over and are arresting him for nebulous reasons and are impounding his car.  An angry crowd is gathering.

Cops tear gassed and shot at crowed with rubber bullets 

People who went inside the cops’ child kidnapping/rape house say they found a room with a bed and floor covered in blood 

As for the house?  Well the house not only burned Tuesday night but also has a lengthy history of visits from the Milwaukee Police Department. According to its dispatch log, officers have visited the home at least 27 times in the past four years. The house was burned last night by a crowd after members of the group charged that criminals were using the home and others nearby for sex trafficking.

Cops parked their van near the house and quickly rescued the SEX TRAFFICKERS by putting tarps over their faces to hide their identities and get them safely away from angry crowed. 

WATCH LIVE STREAM HERE  or HERE

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#WAKEUP

"I was always in love with you. You were just too busy loving her to notice that."

— Excerpt from a story I will never write

This hits different at 3 AM in the morning which sucks cuz I'm supposed to be asleep right now but currently I'm tryna calm my sobs — THIS FIC IS JUST TOO GOOD AND IT HURTS!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

Don’t wanna go - Batfam x Reader

Summary : This is a story about what happened the night Bruce, his children, and Alfred lost a part of their heart. 

I had a dream about this yesterday (fucked up dream) after listening to “Don’t wanna go” by The Lumineers right before bed…And I just had to write it. This is a prequel to two other stories (”And when I’m gone…” and “My mother’s apple orchard”) and…Yeah. Hope you’ll like it : 

WARNING : Death. Like. This is pretty sensitive ? 

You can find my masterlist here : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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I strongly suggest you listen to “Don’t wanna go” while reading this fic. 

It’s not your coughs, that woke him up that night. 

No. 

He’s used to them by now. 

It’s often nowadays, that you’ll have a fit during the night. 

Absent mindedly he’ll caress your back in a gesture that is sure to sooth you. If it persists, he’ll even sing to you, or just murmur words of comfort in your ears. 

He’ll pray, too. Though he’ve never been much religious. He’ll pray to whatever high forces there is, asking for you to feel better. 

For you to get better. 

And lately, it seems like his prayers has been answered. 

You were getting better. Your coughing fits were rarer, your scans were encouraging…You were starting to heal ! 

You were even able to stay home now. And sure, you were hooked to a lot of expensive medical equipments he brought from the hospital but…you were here. Home. With your family. Loved. 

For the past week, as you started to feel better, Bruce and your boys stayed with you at all time. They left the city in the competent hand of Batwoman and Batgirl, just to be with you. Not one patrol. Just…enjoying time with you. 

Just wake up I shouted, there’s some blood around her

But tonight, something wasn’t right. 

For the first time in month, your husband was in a deep sleep. He was almost at peace, sure that you’d be better soon. He was able to sleep for real, with you in his arms…

But tonight, something wasn’t right. 

Your cough were too strong, it tore him away from his pleasant dreams of you being healthy, and woke him up with a start. 

One of your hand is over your lips, the other one is clutching his arm desperately. Trying to keep an anchor to this life…

Blood. So much blood. 

Everywhere around you. All over him. 

It seems as if you want to say something, but every time you try, more warm red liquid spills from your mouth, and you choke.

The doctors said it could happen. They said…it could…if things got worst with your lungs it could…They…

Bruce hears himself scream, but it’s as if everything happens far away from him.

He holds onto you desperately, and screams for someone to call an ambulance. Screams for someone to make you feel better.  

Half-naked, trembling, he wraps you in the silk sheets now covered in blood, and starts running. Where ? He doesn’t know, but he’s screaming for them to do something…

He can’t loose you. 

He needs you. With every fiber of his body, of his mind. 

Please, God or whomever, please…take him instead. You can have his life. You can make him suffer a thousand death. But please. Please. Let her live. Make her better. Save her. Save her. Nothing is important anymore, but this. 

Save her. 

Because without her, the World would be bland, not worth living in. 

He can’t even fathom a life without you by his side. 

He can’t.  

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