rabbit heart
I must become a lion hearted girl, ready for fight before I make the final sacrifice. Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl, frozen in the headlights. It seems I've made the final sacrifice.
Hesitating, there’s a temptation to offer out a soft, that’s all right, I’ve seen worse —— but maybe it’s best to just ignore it. The uncomfortable vibes he currently felt told him the latter was probably best. “ …Pretty cool party trick, I’d imagine… ”
“Yes, I– .. I sometimes do magic shows. For little kids.” She wasn’t positive that he’d buy into it, but.. it was definitely worth a shot. Muggles weren’t supposed to know about magic, she knew that– but she had thought to be alone, and.. it wasn’t meant to happen.
witchgranger reblogged this from zombiexpress-gone-blog and added: This was a bit uncomfortable for the witch. Was he merely pretending to have not seen? But even if he had, surely it...
zombiexpress-gone-blog reblogged this from witchgranger and added: Sometimes, most times, he’s pretty dense… but that looked like more than an out-of-the-box magic trick… though, judging...
