i finished blood of olympus and i cannot believe it’s over now
#it's all over #remuspumpkinly #just thought you should know *falls dramatically to the floor* #though i thought it was v clever how he just offhandedly mentioned annabeth's cousin in boston #shall we make a bet that the thing her dad and uncle disagreed on was gods?? #boo #rex's fancy words about life
Perhaps the most ancient school still in operation, the Egyptian School for Young Sorcerers is a grand palace disguised to muggle eyes as an insurmountable sand dune that no one has ever had the audacity to climb. In the heart of the palace is a spacious courtyard with a kaleidoscope of blossoming flowers, meandering cats oblivious to their surroundings, and pools of glimmering aquamarine filled with a continual supply of water drawn through underground tunnels from the Nile for leisure use on days when the heat is unbearable. The school boasts a vast chamber of books and scrolls (a number of which was salvaged from the library of Alexandria), some dating as far back as the age of Hatshepsut. Students can often be found draped lazily over chairs and large cushions reading for hours on end. According to rumoured legend, there is a concealed room with hieroglyphics holding spells to prolonging life and communing with the gods, although its discovery remains nigh impossible as (unbeknownst to students) its location changes every day, and those who have had the luck of stumbling upon it by accident often find themselves with a sudden academic dilemma in great need of immediate resolution (although they never seem to remember what it was that sent them stumbling through their professor’s doors).
"Where are you going with all those books, Evans?" James laughs, jogging slowly alongside the little witch as she carries more spellbooks than seems physically possible in her arms down the sidewalk.
"I don’t really feel like encouraging your masculine bullshit today, Potter." Lily says without bothering to look away from the sidewalk in front of her. "Same as yesterday. And the day before."
"But you say that every day!" James whines, flashing what he considers to be his most adorable pout.
"Hmm." Lily finally pauses to look at him. "It’s almost like there’s a pattern here." Her look of pseudo thoughtfulness dissolves into a sarcastic smile. "And they say boys never learn."
*doesn’t do homework and hopes for the best*
- Asexual: My anaconda doesn't.
- Grey-A: My anaconda doesn't always, but when it does, it do.
- Demisexual: My anaconda may once my anaconda gets to know you better.
he nicked it (yes that is a snitch ugly laughter)