Be A Marauders Fan, They Said. It'll Be Fun, They Said. For The Record, I'm Currently Not Laughing.

Be a Marauders fan, they said. It'll be fun, they said. For the record, I'm currently not laughing.

for the people who were never taught how to handle any kind of relationships, so they end up getting hurt. for the people who diagnose themselves but cannot be 100% sure because no one cares. for the people who over apologize for the people who wish traumatic events happened to them and others would understand and care. for the people who daydream all day and before falling asleep about someone showing them love. for the people who hope one day someone will notice and save them. for the people who aren't brave enough to ask help but too broken to hold it together alone. for the people who deny traumatic events to please others. for the people who were always told not to overdramatize and put on a show unneccesary. for the people who almost commited that suicide, but someone accidentaly stopped them from doing so and making them wish no one interrupted them that day. for the people who felt too weak to harm themselves physically. for the people who acted sick so they didn't have to socialize. for the people who acted like as if they're asleep in front of others to prevent conversations. for the people searching a parental figure in every adult they ever meet, for the people who have a biological mother, but found a true one in someone completely different and who accepted them as theit own child. for the people who wish this was all over. for the people who try to get deep into psychology and understanding themselves and others around them because no one ever made the slightest effort to do it to them. for the people who seek comfort in anything but reality. for the people who doesn't remember to anything bad happening to them but still feels something is just not quiet right. for the people growing up thinking everything is normal only to one day get to know someone so well and realize everything they thought was alright and normal before isn't actually. for the people with those sickening voices inside their mind. for the people feeling a sharp and sudden pang in their chest around their heart while reading these and knowing they just understood something that should be seen.

the biggest self-harm, self-sabotage happens inside of your mind.

you're not alone, we're here for you in the same world as you.

this post is for "quiet" self-harmers. for people who self-harm in a way that doesn't leave any marks like pinching yourself and biting yourself. for folks that starve. for people who they pop their pimples because it's painful. for people who hurt themselves through giving up on stuff they love. for folks that make up scenarios that make them feel worse like people they love shouting at them. for people that choke themselves. for folks that hold their breath to make them numb. for people that wash their mouth with soap as a form of self punishment. for folks that burn themselves with candles and lighters. for people that burn themselves under the shower. for folks that they tear off the skin around the nails and not only. for people who bite their nails to the point fingers hurt. for people that punch walls and stuff around them to beat themselves. for people that turn water icy cold under the shower. for folks that eat frozen fruits and ice cubes to make themselves numb. this is just as self-harm as cutting yourself. remember that.

I'm starting to romanticize wearing the messiest bun the world has ever seen for a whole week straight.

Hogwarts' Princess by slytherinlizzy is available on Wattpad.

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Story category: fanfiction

Fanfiction type: Fred Weasley × OC

Warnings: swearing, heartbreak, heavy content, dark content, death, torture, blood, injuries, loss of loved ones

Ongoing

Copyright: all rights reserved

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Story description:

//A Fred Weasley story, but a little different//

Narcissa Amethyst McGonagall has called Hogwarts home for as long as she can remember. It all started when her parents dissapeared and no one saw them anymore, but left their daughter at the entrace of Hogwarts. With nothing, but a letter.

She eventually has grown up there, by motherly love from Minerva McGonagall and other professors. No one ever told her who her real parents are, or what happened to them, but she doesn't even care about it. What matters is –even if not related by blood– that she has a lovely mother.

It all sounds wonderful, but when a dangerous murderer escapes from Azkaban, everything suddenly changes. She's disturbed by what happened, however, not like the others. It's somehow a different kind of feeling, an inexplicable one. It also doesn't help that she's born a Metamorphmagus, as she has a hard time hiding her emotions. Narcissa's friends, Lee Jordan and the Weasley twins seems to notice her sudden change in behavior, of course.

But what's it all that's happening to her? Why can't she sleep anymore without those horrible nightmares? Or is that just because of the stress that comes with taking the O.W.L.s?

Everything happens so fast, and it becomes overwhelming for Narcissa. Will they understand her?

All happy all nice, just created a new spell! After looking up some things to make it reasonable, of course. Since we don't know what the Snowball Charm's incantation is, here is what I came up with:

Wingardia Viburnumia

Based on the Levitating Charm –Wingardium Leviosa– and the Latin equivalent of snowball –viburnum. I think this has a nice ring.

I couldn't find any ideas or existing spells anywhere, not even in fanfictions, so I came up with my own. Feel free to use it in your own ones too!

—Liz

"The change depends on the individual in question, not on the wisher. If, on the other hand, the individual and the wisher are one and the same, the expected result is considered an easier task."

–when writing with character a.i. gives you more than NaNoWriMo could ever