Here she is ;)
Remus looked at his friends with a mix of awe and prickling anxiety. Another flash of lightning lit up the scene, and his eyes darted around, searching for Catherine. He finally recognised the velvety black fur of a panther merging with the night's darkness. The vivid jade green eyes, with slitted pupils, made it clear this was the young witch.
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Something like this ;)
"Why are you so weak?" – the wizard's harsh voice cut through her thoughts.
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The coat of arms of House Borealis
The flickering firelight danced across the grand silver mirror mounted on the opposite wall. It was an intricate piece, pristine and untouched by time, forged from Goblin Silver. At the top of the ornate frame, a bold letter 'B' was prominently displayed, surrounded by wings and armour. At the base, the words "Fortuna Favet Audaci"[1] were etched in graceful script.
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Only if they win the next match though ;)
"You better start practicing then!" – James joked, laughing heartily – "I mean your defensive spells, because the majority of the witches at Hogwarts will come after you if you steal a kiss from our virtuous little lord!"
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Well, honestly my teenage life was full of such drama and I believe a lot of people do experience it. To me it makes sense in this situation, but I understand it may not appeal to everyone.
Sirius bristled at the remark and in just two quick strides, he was standing nose-to-nose with the aristocrat. Both wizards were of similar height and build, making it hard for Catherine to predict who would come out on top in a confrontation. The fourth-year's eyes blazed as he seized the front of the young lord's blue winter cloak, which bore the McMahon family crest - a golden shield with a prominent letter 'M,' flanked by a red-maned lion on the left and a majestic eagle on the right. Above the shield sat a badger, and below it, a coiled snake.
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Something in these lines
Catherine gazed intently into the hand mirror she held, perched on the edge of Sirius' bed. Her long-sleeved, high-neck gown, crafted from sheer black fabric adorned with intricate lace and floral embroidery, draped elegantly around her, pooling into a cascade of black silk. Nervously, she drummed the heel of her knee-high boot against the floor.
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No, it's not their motto (I finished the work on those + coats of arms, so you'll see them at some point). However, the sentence does have to do with House Prince and you will find out soon ;)
'Light and darkness are one and whole, though they seem to dwell in different forms.' – she mused, her hand running though her short hair, reminiscing about her lost braid during moments of deep thought – 'Why does this sound so familiar? This guy is unbelievable! What a joy that I have to spend yet another year sharing a desk with him!'
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Something like this
The girl was standing in the middle of the compartment, still holding her pet's carrier, staring at the tall young man with broad shoulders sitting next to the window. His light brown hair was a bit on the longer side, and he was dressed in clothes that appeared old and shabby. As she and Sirius walked inside, he turned towards them and smiled kindly. His face was pale, with gentle features and full lips. A small stubble made him look like a wary traveller to some distant lands. However, his amber eyes were still a bit child-like and innocent, making Catherine gasp, unable to hide her surprise.
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"Circe, save us!" – Thalia exclaimed, her voice a mix of shock and revulsion. Catherine followed her horrified gaze to Autumn's left arm. The sleeve of her robe was torn, the fabric soaked. The black-haired witch stared in disbelief at the letters carved into Autumn's skin—large, crude, and bleeding heavily: 'MB.'
Taming the True Fire (HP)
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