It's Deception, Indeed
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banner by evpraksiya vinogradova.β  ββ ββsummary, this thread is happening on MAY 22ND, 2025, in the AFTERNOON with @DEALLA PRINCE / wc: 224. With cheeks deeply flushed and a strange mixture of embarrassment and intrigue, it seemed as though Pericles wasn't the only fascinating Bird that the Ravenclaw roost had in its murder. With both hands raised as though he wasn't going to be the one to ruin whatever twisted fun Dealla was to have in her pretending to be Pericles, Harlan wondered if she saw the older teenager as someone to envy and admire as well. " Merlin's word, this'll be between us. " With another look towards her, Harlan enjoyed how far magic could take him if he was willing to push himself enough to cease what was waiting for him just out of reach. He was only a second year now, but he'd be a powerful wizard one way or another. It would be thanks to these fated encounters that the limits of his own imagination would break and form into innovative ideas of what magic could do to serve him. " I'll catch you later, Ms. Dealla Prince. " His words were barely audible and muffled as Harlan stole one last glance at the witch in oversized clothes and that slightly playful twinkle in her eye. He'd really have to keep that one in his sights, Harlan could sense trouble a mile away and his radar had been blaring once the full picture showed itself to him.
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