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Sailea10dReplied to ScarletLetCh 98 Chapter 98: Inner Demons (2)- Sailea12dReplied to ScarletLetMeanwhile, the car's driver promptly exited his seat and opened the back door. A tall, dark-haired man in his thirties emerged from the vehicle and strode confidently toward the antique store. He was dressed in a sleek, well-tailored Muggle suit that accentuated his elegant silhouette. Abruptly, he halted and turned around, catching sight of the stunned students staring at him intently. With his deep-set topaz-blue eyes and loosely flowing, wavy brown hair, he exuded an aura of refined elegance. Sharp, symmetrical features added to his striking appearance, with a strong jawline that neatly framed his straight nose. A perfectly groomed short beard accentuated the chiselled contours of his face. There was a defiant aura of potent magical power and arrogance surrounding the newcomer.
- Sailea12dReplied to ScarletLet
Patience is a virtue ;)
'I wish I could tell you the truth, Remus!' – she thought, her lower lip caught between her teeth – 'But I fear even you might flee if you knew what I am. You're a werewolf, yes, but your danger is bound to the full moon. Moreover, there are ways one can protect themselves. How does one contain a demon once unleashed? I just hope you wouldn't be anywhere near me.' - Sailea13dCommented
This is one of the instances, I managed to get an almost perfect representation of what I had in mind ;)
Meanwhile, the car's driver promptly exited his seat and opened the back door. A tall, dark-haired man in his thirties emerged from the vehicle and strode confidently toward the antique store. He was dressed in a sleek, well-tailored Muggle suit that accentuated his elegant silhouette. Abruptly, he halted and turned around, catching sight of the stunned students staring at him intently. With his deep-set topaz-blue eyes and loosely flowing, wavy brown hair, he exuded an aura of refined elegance. Sharp, symmetrical features added to his striking appearance, with a strong jawline that neatly framed his straight nose. A perfectly groomed short beard accentuated the chiselled contours of his face. There was a defiant aura of potent magical power and arrogance surrounding the newcomer. - Sailea15dCommentedListening half-heartedly, James scanned the area, pondering when the best time would be to proceed with their plan. Suddenly, he noticed Catherine squatting next to the bonfire, a bit apart from the rest of the class, a gleaming red salamander trustfully playing in her bare hand.
- Sailea15dCommented
Looks tasty!
On March 27th, the Gryffindors threw a grand celebration for James' fourteenth birthday, culminating in a late-night feast. The highlight was a magnificent lemon and elderflower cake, masterfully baked by Catherine. Naturally, everyone was quite groggy the next day, except for Lily, who had firmly refused to participate, much to James' disappointment. - Sailea16dReplied to Ayko_7521
Thank you for the feedback and for the time you dedicated to reading the story. I do hope you would find things that you enjoy in the future chapters, despite my fondness of Snape's back story. As you rightly pointed out, it is indeed a matter of taste. :)
Ch 82 Chapter 82: Shadows (4) - Sailea20dReplied to ScarletLet
I can do that ;)
"Long live the Queen of Gryffindor!" - Sailea27dCommented
For those who don't feel like scrolling for the translation: There's love potion in the bonbons!
"Il y a un philtre d'amour à l'intérieur des bonbons!"[1] – she finally screamed at him, hoping nobody around could understand them. - Sailea27dCommented
Dare to try them?
However, just when she was about open the door on her way out, the witch spotted the new, larger, and more intense version of Dragonfire Delights, freshly released to the market. A broad smile crossed her face as she eagerly grabbed a few boxes as a reward for saving her sibling. - Sailea30dCommented
Something like this?
The young wizard sneered condescendingly at Catherine's black cashmere coat and fashionable jeans. She wore boots with a small heel, and her long straight black hair cascaded freely under a bright red beanie hat, matching her vibrant red lipstick. - Sailea1mthCommented
In case you're curious ;)
Narcissa Black, clad in a silk green peignoir, startled at the sight of Severus, as she took a step back. Her long platinum blond hair was dishevelled, with strands sticking to her sweaty forehead. The delicate fabric of her garment left little to the imagination, accentuating her smooth, white skin, which seemed to glow in the dim corridor. Severus couldn't help but notice several painful-looking red marks peppering the witch's neck and upper chest, clearly visible beneath the silk folds. - Sailea1mthCommented
Here's how I picture Tobias Snape
Tobias Snape staggered into the room, the unmistakable scent of alcohol and tobacco trailing behind him. He was a large, imposing figure, nearing forty-five. His hair was cropped short and still jet black, much like his piercing black eyes. A prominent hooked nose lent his face a menacing and perpetually angry expression, which seemed to be his default mood unless he found refuge in the local pub, away from his family. - Sailea1mthCommented
Translation: But only one flower amongst them, my treasure!
"Mais une seule fleur, mon trésor!"[3] – Florian Plantier answered, and he wandlessly conjured a delicate daisy with white petals, which he gave to Catherine with a smile. - Sailea1mthCommented
Translation: Daddy, you have two grandchildren!
"Papounet, tu as deux petits-enfants!"[2] – Louisa remarked sulkily, as she got up from the sofa, embracing her son who was now almost as tall as she was. - Sailea1mthCommented
Translation: Margaret, you look cold! Come sit next to me and take a cup of hot chocolate.
"Marguerite, on dirait que tu as froid! Viens t'asseoir à côté de moi et prends une tasse de chocolat chaud!"[1] – he said, taking out his wand and summoning a steaming cup from the nearby tray. - Sailea1mthCommented
Florian Plantier
Duke McMahon sat comfortably in a burgundy armchair, savouring eggnog from a festive mug. Beside him, his wife nestled on the sofa next to an elegant wizard in his fifties, whose gentle facial features defied the passage of time. His jade-green eyes, reminiscent of Louisa's, lit up as they fell upon his grandchildren, returning with their purchases.