ϟ 129) When Dominique finally got up the courage to admit to her dad that she, er, liked other girls…um, like that, Bill looked up from his newspaper and met his daughter’s eyes over the tops of his dragon-hide boots he’d perched on the kitchen table. Dominique instantly wished she could sink into the floor but her father grinned easily at her, said with a wink “I’ve been wondering when exactly you were going to tell me,” and promptly suggested a trip to the ice cream shop.

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Dramione Challenge

18. Baby/Young Dramione  

It was forbidden by Father to interact with “their kind”. But he didn’t see anything different between him and her. Why was he not supposed to talk to her? Perhaps he could persuade Father to change his mind, maybe then he could spend some time with his new friend without being sent a Howler about it. She was smart, kind and actually talked to him, unlike his other friends whom he was forced to go with by Mother. Surely Father would understand …

“Whatever the Purist amongst us say, there must always be Muggles who know of our existence. Philosophically, it is an inevitable truth that a secret cannot truly be said to be kept if there is not one in the knowing who, perhaps, should not be. But more practically, our kind could not hope to split so fully from the pages of Muggle history without a few hands on the other side of the page to help with the editing: be they the kin of those born with magic in their souls (for you will never convince me it is in the blood, whatever those men in the MRD say), or our own sons and daughters whose spark never bloomed. Sometimes they are simply those rare people whom we can trust…or whom we must.

Such a man led this nation once. Magical society was only ever partially obfuscated in the Americas before the AWC formalized its borders, but only a few of the Muggle nation’s early leaders knew that a number of wizards and witches had thrown their wands and talents in on the side of Independence. To these select few, the whole of the magical world was revealed, and side-by-side our nations walked forward into a new world, separate but united, much like the states and regions themselves.

On September 18th, 1793, the many vows and promises exchanged by our people were set firmly in stone. General George Washington, President Elect of the Muggles of the United States of America, set down the cornerstone of the building that would become the heart of his fledging country. He bore with him occult instruments, setting the corner-stone in solemn ceremony that, to his own people, bore the proper significance for such a historic moment.

On its own, of course, such a ritual would have no power…but Washington knew that a scant few miles away, in the already obfuscated town that would one day be known as Circle’s Corner, 7 of the nation’s strongest mages were performing their own spells, weaving magic into the stone and forging, through the strongest of compacts, ties that could not be broken. As the stone came down, so did its shadow, and from that shadow, and all the stones that follow, the Congress of Wizardry was built: the child of Muggle Artisanry and Wizarding Power.

The building, which seems to be constructed of stones as dark as the Muggle Capitol’s are white, perfectly mirrors that mundane construction, at least on the exterior. The frescoes and statues within, of course, reflect the proud history and traditions of American wizarding (or at least how some would like it to be remembered). Is is a masterpiece of warped space, occupying the exact same area as the Muggle Capitol while at the same time never touching it…well almost never. In 1814, when the British set the American capitol building aflame, its magical brother, apparently of its own accord and out of sympathy for its twin, summoned down a rainstorm that saved it from complete destruction.  

[1] It is, of course, traditional that the first time the elected leader of our muggle compatriots is alone in their oval office he will find himself spun out of time and into the presence of the President, wherein they will have a little chat about how things operate. Depending on the pair such meetings may happen many times, either in animosity (as with Jackson and Reed) or amiable partnership (as with Roosevelt and Goode), or just once (as with Barshwold and Bush). Our president’s office is, of course, a Heptagram, which is the proper shape for a room where so much power is centered.”

-Willard Stockhausen, Introduction to the History of the American Wizarding Confederation, “Chapter 2: Wands and Revolution.” (Required Reading for the Salem Institute 1st Years)

[Today, 221 years ago, President George Washington laid the cornerstone of the building that would become the iconic U.S. Capitol Building…which this moderator is currently looking out at from his office window. You can read more about the Capitol here

We went from hating Snape
To realizing that Snape was complicated
To feeling sorry for Snape
To having a crush on Snape
To realizing that Snape basically tortures Harry because Harry’s mom rejected him for being an asshole
To realizing that Snape is just a typical “Nice Guy”, only worse
To hating Snape again

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