Microfic Prompt | Day 2: Black

ive been thinking of an au of hermitcraft but following their in-universe lore ! so scar is a zookeeper that travels the multiverse on his magic train, and one day he lands on magic mountain...!

To know and not to know; to be aware of complete truthfulness while telling carefully constructed lies; to simultaneously hold two opinions which cancel out, knowing them to be contradictory while believing in both of them; to use logic against logic; to repudiate morality while laying claim to it; to believe democracy was impossible and that the Party was the guardian of democracy; to forget whatever was necessary to forget, then to draw it back into memory at the moment it was needed, then promptly forget it again; and above all, to apply the same process to the process itself—that is the ultimate subtlety: to consciously induce unconsciousness and, once again, become unconscious of the hypnosis you have just performed.

I found this poem in an old notebook and I'm a bit shocked at my own writing.

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and here's a quick fem!drarry

XI. Forgotten

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The end of the war wasn’t long ago yet it still felt like decades had gone by. Even further in the past were his early years at Hogwarts. Every once in a while, Draco would think back to the boy he used to be. There’s lots he felt regret for. 

But deep inside, he still sometimes missed him. The way he used to not have to worry. The future, something in the distance he needn’t bother with. Back then he felt on top of the world, untouchable.

Above all he felt jealous. The way his younger self could so easily feel joy in a way he would stop being able to. Angered at how it became like letting himself stop to bask in glee would sever his presence in the present. So those jubilant moments had to be hidden away.

Later to be forgotten. 

Or were they stolen from him?

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*thinks up an idea for a silly quick piece* okay haha let's whip something up real quick

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oh no

i love making spreadsheets. the only problem with making spreadsheets is that i don't have enough things to turn into spreadsheets. the spreadsheet market is in shambles. but i can't just ask people if i'm allowed to make them spreadsheets, because if you go up to someone and go can i make you a spreadsheet they go literally why would you do that. but Sometimes you can social engineer your way into making a spreadsheet for someone and that's the most beautiful feeling in the world.

She gets the job done 💅

exactly