Saw a man refusing to let his pregnant wife off the porch because he “saw a rat the size of a dog and I will NOT let it bite you, please go back inside darling”. Made me wonder how protective the Maheswaran’s were of their baby.
I’ve learned that success comes in a very prickly package. Whether you choose to accept it or not is up to you. It’s what you choose to do with it, the people you choose to surround yourself with. Always choose people that are better than you. Always choose people that challenge you and are smarter than you. Always be the student. Once you find yourself to be the teacher, you’ve lost it.
A/N: Grab popcorn and some tissues ‘cuz y’all are in for one hell of a rollercoaster
ride. This is my favorite chapter yet, I really love it. Special thanks to @mf-despair-queen for providing me with canon American Assassin information. Love ya, babe. Also, can’t wait for your reactions at the end lol I might get death threats.
The air stilled and you could feel the thick tension dancing on your skin. In that frozen second that we realized my father had heard it all, I see his eyes flicker from mine to Mitch’s. Never in my life had I ever seen so much hatred in a man who believed in nothing but pure love before. Other than that, his face is completely unreadable which made it really hard to expect his upcoming action. Something I never would have thought to see my father do — never in my life.
•Imagine deaf wizards.
•Imagine deaf wizards struggling through their schooling because they can’t hear the teacher.
•Imagine deaf muggleborn wizards teaching everyone sign language so they can communicate easier.
•Imagine a deaf pureblood wizard finding a way to create a spell that will show what the professors are saying in sign language.
•Imagine a deaf wizard a few years later improving on that spell and including a wand movement where typed words would appear by the professor for the students who don’t quite know sign language.
•Imagine the professors learning these spells and teaching themselves sign language to better help the deaf students.
Imagine mute wizards.
•Imagine mute wizards struggling with the application of spells because they can’t say the words.
•Imagine a muggleborn mute wizard helping the pureblood deaf wizard create the sign language spell.
•Imagine a mute wizard creating an “after lessons activity” where they and other mute wizards can study nonverbal spells.
•Imagine said wizard coming back after graduation to teach the new class dedicated to nonverbal spells, and loving the job no matter if the students are mute or not.
•Imagine 5th year mute wizards passing their OWLs at the top of their class because they got extra points for using nonverbal spells (the ministry must not have known they were mute, but the student body doesn’t care because that was a wicked battle they watched between their peers)
Imagine blind wizards.
•Imagine blind wizards always late to class because they accidentally took the wrong staircase, the staircase moved without them knowing, or they accidentally ended up in the forbidden 3rd floor corridor.
•Imagine blind wizards being insanely good at sensing magic and feeling where their peers are at in the hallways (kind of like Toph from Avatar)
•Imagine blind wizards who have to have their friends read them the newspaper.
•Imagine a new and improved Daily Prophet realizing this and finding a way for wizards to tap the page with their wand to have the articles read to them.
•Imagine Hogwarts allowing muggleborn blind wizards bring their seeing eye dogs with them to school to get around the castle easier.
•Imagine Magical Menagerie hearing of this and teaching some of their pets how to be a seeing eye animal so other blind wizards can get around the castle easier. (I’ll even sell him to you for half the price!)
Imagine wizards in wheelchairs.
•Imagine wizards in wheelchairs petitioning the school board to get ramps or elevators in the building because “how are we supposed to learn when we can’t get to the classroom?”
•Imagine wizards in wheelchairs creating a version of wheelchair quidditch (like wheelchair tennis or basketball) which becomes a huge hit with the student body.
•Imagine drunk wizards in wheelchairs having wheelchair races down the hallways.
•Imagine Hogwarts changing its interior design to accommodate for wheelchairs.
•Imagine wizards in wheelchairs at the battle of hogwarts placing spells on their wheels to make them move by themselves as the wizard ruthlessly attacks death eaters.
Imagine wizards with AD(H)D.
•Imagine wizards with AD(H)D sitting in the back of the classroom so as to not interrupt as often.
•Imagine wizards with AD(H)D getting free time to run or fly around the quidditch pitch to burn off some of their steam.
•Imagine wizards with AD(H)D creating potions to help students focus during school that work a lot better than the muggle medication.
•Imagine muggleborn wizards telling pureblood wizards with AD(H)D that they aren’t worthless or stupid because they can’t concentrate as well as their peers.
Imagine wizards with diabetes.
•Imagine wizards with diabetes finding a way to check their blood sugar without having to prick their fingers.
•Imagine house elves finding out that some of their wizards need food with less sugar, so they start putting healthier foods out during meal time and never mentioning it to anyone.
•Imagine wizards with diabetes helping Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing and being able to identify certain things about a patient without needing a spell (like if the patients blood sugar is too low or too high)
Summary: You were the typical girl with big dreams who moved to the city as soon as she had the chance, and somehow ended up in the wrong part of town - but you somehow manage to get swept up in an entirely different situation than you’d planned. (1/2/3/ 4/ 5) Scenario: mafia!AU/hacker!AU Word Count: 7,641
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Finished the blind tooling on the third small journal. The design is a bit more brave than the previous two. Today was very cloudy and didn’t have time to finish everything I had in mind. Tomorrow all this tooling is going to be full of silver. Looking forward to it with feelings of excitement and a bit of fear.