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the woods are lovely, dark and deep


𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‡π’π’“π’ƒπ’Šπ’…π’…π’†π’ 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕


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𝟏 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 π’π’π’π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ – Maybe you zigged when you should have zagged, but either way, you don’t know where you are, or how to get back to where you’re supposed to be. Alternately, you’re part of the search party sent to go find the missing person, careful you don’t end up lost yourself!

𝟐 π’…π’†π’•π’†π’π’•π’Šπ’π’ – Whatever you did you’ve ended up out in the forest after dark following after The Groundskeeper (or maybe you are the Groundskeeper). Careful, don’t hang too far back from the rest of the group, it’s dangerous out there.

πŸ‘ π’‡π’“π’Šπ’”π’Œπ’š π’ƒπ’–π’”π’Šπ’π’†π’”π’” – Sure there might be spiders and centaurs, along with who knows what else, but you can’t deny how private the forest is, and how easy it is to steal away behind a tree with that certain somebody.

πŸ’ π’“π’–π’π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅/𝒐𝒖𝒕 π’‡π’π’“π’‚π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’ˆ – Maybe you’re after some extra credit, or just trying to suck up to a professor, heck, maybe you’re a professor trying to date a professor, or maybe it’s a full moon and you’re after some Fluxweed, either way, better be quick about it!

πŸ“ π’”π’π’Žπ’†π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Šπ’” π’‚π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’”! – Death Eaters in the castle! Drama in Ravenclaw Tower! A Professor turned evil! An emotional exit and storming off turned cataclysmic! Dragons! Something serious has happened to bring you to the forest today!

πŸ” π’‘π’“π’π’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’Žπ’†π’•π’•π’π’† – A Rite of Passage? Or maybe you lost a bet or ran your mouth too much for too long. Whatever happened it’s time to put up or shut up and gain bragging rights for the rest of the term.

πŸ• π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’† 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆! – Whatever it was you were just doing, it’s time to get away, and what better way to make sure your retreat is covered than to cut a path through the Forbidden Forest?

πŸ– 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 π’‰π’Šπ’Œπ’† – You don’t get why everyone thinks this place is dangerous, you love coming to the forest for some fresh air and creature spotting/hiking/bird watching.

πŸ— 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’ƒπ’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‚π’•π’π’“π’š π’˜π’†π’“π’†π’˜π’π’π’‡/π’‚π’π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’ˆπ’–π’” π’π’‘π’•π’Šπ’π’ – Exactly what it says on the tin.

𝟏𝟎 π’˜π’Šπ’π’…π’„π’‚π’“π’…! – Go wild! Live your life!

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reparo: (care of magical creatures)

i heard you were curious about a nine so let's give it a nine

[personal profile] reparo 2021-02-13 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Pop!

It's the sound the air makes, when Hermione is Portkeyed into the middle of a dense, old forest that night. It's late, and the full moon is high in the sky, and the forest is quiet. She should be at a fancy dress party, mingling with fellow colleagues at the Ministry, trying to make nice with them before the inevitable annoyed headache kicks in. She should not be in a forest that feels almost familiar, with a now-broken Portkey that should have been a goblet of wine, not adventure.

To top it all off, she should not be wearing fancy dress for this. Luckily, her wand is in its holster on her arm, so she should be able to Apparate soon, as soon as she figures out where she is.

And that's when she hears it - the howl. The full moon, the howl, and her, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood, off the trodden path, at night.

"Whose barmy idea was this?!"
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a million years later

[personal profile] raresteaks 2021-02-22 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
The popping sound tore the beast's attention away from the magnetic push-pull of the moonlight and how good it felt to be outside and really, truly, alive. Letting the animal win over his consciousness was a bad thing, Bill knew, but nights like these his humanity was alarmingly thin on the ground, and what remained was the lure of the sound of footsteps on rustling grass and the electric energy that seemed to ripple down from the moonlight.

The scent of the newcomer wafted into his awareness the closer he lumbered towards the source of the noise and the wolf couldn't help the bellowing howl he gave, revelating in his triumph.

A flash of red gave him pause, and for a moment he became still, sniffing and deliberating before, with an almost 'boof' like mutter of a bark, he strode closer, teeth bared.
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[personal profile] reparo 2021-02-23 11:25 am (UTC)(link)
There is a figure moving towards her up ahead, human-looking thankfully. The shock of red hair puts her at ease for a second, then she is left wondering why a Weasley would even be here - wherever here is - because she doesn't recall Weasleys at the party she was at just now.

Whoever put this trap up for her is going to get in so much trouble, she mentally notes, and takes a steps towards the man approaching. Closer by, when the moonling spears through the trees, she can see who it is.

"Bill? What are you doing here?" she says, voice raised.

And then she hears the growl. And sees the stride, and the teeth bared, and her stomach plummets. "Oh...shit." She takes her wand out, because what else is she supposed to do? And starts walking backwards carefully, her eyes pinned on his. "Okay, let's be reasonable, Bill, I'm not about to hex you here, not when I'm meant to see you for lunch on Sunday." A whole family event, she knows, but she reckons it will be awkward to face Molly if it's after, oh say, petrifying her son in a remote forest.
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[personal profile] raresteaks 2021-03-04 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Growling low in his throat Bill walked smoothly and carefully towards the sound of the intruder's voice, his nose taking the air around her in, in hungry snuffles. He's Bill but he's bigger, and a good deal hairier. He recognizes her, but not really, but the sound of her voice is nice enough to listen to, and the simpler animal parts of his brain that were parading about in full force that evening entertained the noise for now.

It's the mention of Sunday, and the way the thought is so tied to his family that knocked the werewolf for a loop, making him pause in his slow advance towards her, and turn his head to the side, listening to the forest as he considered.

The light of the moon was almost ticklish on his skin, but he thought hard about Sunday enough to manage out a gruff, low - "get out of here."
reparo: (ancient studies)

made some executive choices

[personal profile] reparo 2021-03-05 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bollocks."

This will get her in trouble - of all the people out there who know about this little secret, Bill isn't one of them. But there will be no way to actually hide it now - and if she doesn't do it, there will be no way to help him out of this.

Because, for starters, she is pretty sure that she's not meant to be here, and neither is he. She suspects foul play, but if she isn't here - she doesn't want Bill to suffer, or be in danger, or worse of all - put someone else in danger.

So on the next step, she sighs, mutters the spell under her breath, and turns into the massive cat that is her Animagus. Beast will understand beast better - and if it worked for Sirius and Moony, it can surely work for her and Bill! In any case, she's definitely smarter than the three Marauders, come on.
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[personal profile] raresteaks 2021-03-09 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
For that primal wolf brain, her transformation into a cat is fairly exciting stuff, and Bill jumped back a bit, his form shifting away from something recognizable into a more hulking, lupine one.

Getting onto all fours he gave a bit of a romping bounce, moving here and there excitedly before, with a low muffled 'boof' he took off cheerily through the trees, hoping the cat meant to play.
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