Lyveth

fuck it we ball☄️

[moonlightbro @moonlightbro]

"Affectus remotio" Draconia whispered, gritting her teeth and clenching her wand. Waiting, desperately, for something to happen, for something to change. The stack of books around her growing taller by the hour, with titles such as "Basic Hexes for the Busy and Vexed", and "A Compendium of Common Curses and Their Counter-Actions". She had been at it for hours, late into the night, casting counter-curse after counter-curse on herself. Feeling nothing change but her level of anguish.
She hadn't showered or left the library in two days. Her hair was greasy, and the bags under her eyes were heavy. "Stupid Snape. Stupid potions. Stupid magic. Stupid Potter!" Draconia shouted, knocking over one of her stacks of dusty tomes.
"Shh." Instructed a passing ghost, much to her irritation.
"Stupid ghost." she muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose.
She looked a mess, and smelled even worse. Luckily it was several hours past midnight, and the library was completely empty. She had special permission to be out of bed this late of course, from Snape. "Good luck with your research Miss Malfoid, however, I don't suspect you will find the answers you seek in the library." What did he mean by that? Something about the way he said it bothered her. What does it mean? She looked down at her notes, full of hastily scratched spells and their counter curses, references to books that referenced other books, old anecdotes, and rumors of love hexes.
She pulled her hair again, and slammed her fist on the table. If Snape knew what was wrong with her, why wouldn't he tell her? Is this a test of some sort?
As she thought, she absent-mindedly sketched a lightning bolt in her notes.
Suddenly, she knew. Of course. It was unthinkable, but it was the only explanation. Potter used the imperius curse on her. One of the three unforgivable curses, used to control people like a puppet. Probably when she was sleeping, he snuck in and cast it on her, with a subtle enough command that it would go unnoticed. Of course! A spell that dark and that powerful wouldn't be released by simple counter-curses found in the student library.
Draconia was more relieved than angry. Finally, an explanation. Now she just needed to find Potter, get him to release the curse, and tell her father. Finally, something to get that half-blooded creep expelled.
She took out her silver hairbrush, ran it through her platinum hair, and sighed, ready to return to her dorm and get some much needed sleep.
After returning the books to their proper home, she exited the library quietly, smiling to herself. "I'm probably the first witch in history to be relieved to discover she's under the control of the imperius curse", she mused. The castle was unnerving at night, but it was never quiet. The soft roar of the torches in the corridor, the sleepless ghosts floating around, the soft snoring of the living paintings. Though she was apprehensive, at least she wasn't alone.
Alone. The word echoed in her head.
She heard footsteps around the corner in front of her. They were hurried, but light. Someone trying not to be caught. Before she could think, Draconia dove into an alcove nearby, hiding next to a suit of armor who turned to look at her, seemingly confused. She held up a finger to her mouth to quiet the armor, to which it simply shrugged and returned to it's resting position.
Draconia peeped around the corner and saw a Gryffindor robe and untidy black hair speed by. Harry?! What in Merlin's beard is he doing here?
Is he... looking for her? He must be. She gritted her teeth in anger. That creep is up to no good. Probably sneaking around looking for more ways to torment her. Though she was exhausted beyond measure, and yearned for her bed, she decided to follow him.
Harry was going somewhere she had never been before, ducking through hallways and secret doorways. Behind paintings and through dark corridors. Never once did he turn and notice her. How did this oblivious fool manage to cast such a high-level dark curse on her?
Finally, after squeezing into a dark and dusty room, Harry stopped. Draconia ducked down, peeking around a dusty sheet hanging over an abandoned globe to look at him from behind.
He was just standing there, staring at himself in a mirror. What? She continued watching him for minutes, waiting for him to do something, but he just... stood there. Staring at himself.
Draconia couldn't hold it in anymore, and she started laughing.
Harry whipped his head around, wand in hand.
"Malfoid?! What are you doing here? Did you follow me?"
"Honestly Potter, sneaking off to stare at yourself in the mirror? Such vanity!"
"I wasn't... that's not..." Harry stammered, looking away from her shyly.
"That's pathetic, even for you." Draconia giggled, her hair falling forward as she clutched her stomach.
"It's no ordinary mirror, Malfoid," Harry shot back, "It... well... come take a look."
"Sure", she laughed, approaching him. "And what exactly am I supposed to be seeing?"
"What do you mean? Just look in the mirror."
"I am, I don't see anything unusual."
"It's supposed to show you your heart's greatest desire. It's called the Mirror of Erised. Dumbledore told me about it." Harry said, his face turning red.
"Well it seems your mirror is broken, Potter." Draconia giggled, "Because I only see you and me."

[moonlightbro @moonlightbro]

"A love potion." Snape repeated flatly.
"I didn't say the word love," replied back Draconia, "But yes, something of that nature."
Snape sighed, but continued writing, not bothering to look up at her.
"What symptoms are you experiencing?"
"A quickening heart rate. Shakiness around the... suspect. Unusual emotional responses in the presence of the suspect. Intrusive thoughts of the suspect. Romantic ideation." Draconia's face blushed as she said the words aloud.
"And who might the 'suspect' be?"
"I don't see how that's relevan-"
"Miss Malfoid, this is a very serious accusation. It is my responsibility as a professor to inquire fully. Who is it?" Snape finally set his papers aside, looking up at her from his desk.
Draconia twiddled her wand in her fingertips, refusing to even look in his direction.
"...Potter.", she said, pushing a lock of silver hair behind her ear.
"Potter." Snape repeated.
"T-that's what I said, isn't it?"
"Potter can hardly brew a sleeping draught much less a-"
"Then Granger brewed it! Or he stole it! I don't know! Can you just test me? Or something?"
Snape stood up, seemingly annoyed by the whole ordeal. He turned, reaching into his cabinet of restricted potions, rustling through them, looking for something.
"And why, pray tell, would Potter do this to you?"
Her heart skipped a beat. She hadn't considered that. Why would he? Unless he... She shook her head, as if the thought could be shaken out of her.
"To humiliate me, obviously. I bet he's having a grand laugh right now at my expense. Stupid Potter." She clenched her fists, indignant.
Snape turned and produced a small potion of silver liquid.
"Drink this. It will cure you of whatever may, or may not be ailing you."
She swiped it from him and held it up to her lips, but paused. Why did she pause? Drinking this would cure her of the love potion, it would make these inconvenient feelings go away. So then why isn't she drinking it? She clenched her fists, and chugged the potion before she could second guess herself again. She stood there, eyes closed and cheeks pink, waiting for something to change.
"How long until it starts to wor-"
"Instantly."
She stood there for several more seconds, holding her breath, until Harry appeared in her mind again, and her pulse quickened.
Her eye twitched, "Well clearly this has been a huge waste of time."
"Obviously." Snape said flatly, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

[AT #WeDeySurvivalMode @lifeoftasin]

We will never see anything like this again

[Ninomae Ina'nis🐙 @ninomaeinanis]

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[(fan) Frank 🧠🇾🇪 @FrankEra_]

Please don’t ever let Roberto Martínez get his hands on another super team again.

Bloke single handedly wasted Belgium and Portugal’s golden generations.

[🐙 @wishbone777]

🐙💜#inART

[Meek @meek__01]

The same recruitment team that found Lammens when nobody was looking. The same data team that picked Šeško over Gyökeres and everyone else being thrown around.

These are not online tacticos like yourself.
Éderson is 26, proven, consistent, barely injured across 3 seasons in one of the most demanding systems in Europe. This is exactly the signing you make in a summer where you need depth and reliability, not noise.

But some of you want United to open every window with a €100m signing. You know what that does? It inflates the market. Suddenly every club knows United are coming with big money and every fee goes up.

Smart clubs don't work like that.
You don't watch Serie A. You haven't tracked his numbers. You just know he's not the flashy name you had in your head so he must be a downgrade.

This is football business. Not a FIFA career mode. Wake up.

[FPL Frasier @FPLfrasier]

Send this to Enrique. How you play against Arsenal’s low block. https://t.co/dnaw6D9Odq

[Fabrizio Romano @FabrizioRomano]

🚨 João Neves: “I saw only one team on the pitch, to be honest”.

[Fran @frabigol]

No se puede jugar así al fútbol, todo el partido estuvo así el Arsenal. Que asco.

[Wayne Barton @WayneSBarton]

No shots on goal for two hours after the fifth minute, averaged about two passes a minute, one of the most shameful cowardly performances ever seen in a Champions League final. Played for penalties and got what they deserved.

[17 @DxBruyneSZN]

No Gabriel hater will pass without liking. Stay humble you fraud 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

[Zoba @Czooba]

Watching the UCL final, you would wonder how folks with brain cells think Declan Rice is anywhere near top 5 midfielders in the world

Joao Neves completely outplayed him in 120 minutes of football offensively and even defensively. Can’t mention Vitinha, he schooled the entire Arsenal team leaving them with just 25% ball possession

This can’t be the best player in the premier league with Bruno Fernandes still active, they tried to run a failed PR

[E @Ellis_]

They won the Premier League after 22 years and even BBC made an article yesterday showcasing all of the fraudulent decisions that went their way.

They tried to cheat their way to their first ever Champions League in their existence and it was one of their most cockiest players that fucked it all up.

I love this game.

[FPL Frasier @FPLfrasier]

Declan Rice chased the referee all around the pitch shouting at him. If this was a Portuguese midfielder, English media would label him as a moaner. For Rice though, it’s passion personified.

[Cephas @Cephas_me]

Carrick came and went on a winning Run

Keane: well it’s nothing big, he needs to do more

Carrick wins 13/17 finish 3rd, make UCL

Keane: he has done nothing, he doesn’t deserve the job. What has he done to deserve it?

Bitter old fool

[Paul Manc Bald and Bred @MufcWonItAll2]

Apparently we're not allowed to say anything bad about Roy Keane because he's a United legend.

Sorry but United legend or not if you're being an absolute cunt for no reason whatsoever you're gonna get called a cunt.

Plain and simple.

[The Life Of Brian @DaytrippingRed]

“Chelsea, or I don’t play for 6 months”

Well, Alejandro, how did the move turn out pal?

United roar into Champions League football and everything is positive at the club

Chelsea scrape a top 10 finish on goal difference and your new fanbase hates you

Silly cunt