"Writing ‘Red’, I was 21 and 22 and back then I think my priorities were different. My priorities were, I was very enamored by romance and the idea of that. At 24, at this point, I’m just really like, I just want to be with my friends, and I wanna make music, and I wanna play shows, and I wanna travel the world, and I want to define my life on my own terms. That’s my list of priorities now which is different than it was a couple years ago."
I will forever love these photos. The sea lion is the star of this image.
I can't live without you, baby
The first few weeks of her seventh and final year at Hogwarts was rather uninteresting. Mary was happy to be back at a place where she could be home and not just a stranger in a house or a hotel or a city. Of course there were some let downs, like the lack of familiar faces in the Gryffindor common room. With most of her friends gone from school something felt wrong. The castle felt like a ticking time bomb, with the war on a brink and tensions running high. Everywhere she went made her on edge, nowhere was safe.
That’s why she wanted to go to Hogsmeade. There was something so innocent about the place and as the brunette walked around the quiet town she found herself drowning in nostalgia. This place held so many memories. Ones of Lily and her spending hours in the small bookstore. In her fifth year when James and Sirius convinced her to let loose a little, so she tried fire whiskey for the first time. When Doe, Marlene and Rae sat around a table in the three broomsticks for so long, and laughing so loud that they got kicked out. Even the recent memory of staying with Augustus as he was plastered, although may not be her fondest but it sure is better then the present.
As Mary was going to leave the village, she got drawn in by the bright lights of Honeydukes. It looked like innocence. The yellow light washed over her and she couldn’t help but smile. As the wind rushed passed her, it pushed her body through the ringing doors of the deserted candy store. Running her hands on the candy as she swished through the aisles with ease. Picking up her favorite Licorice Wands and a Chocolate frog, out of habit because she always got one for Remus.
As she reached the counter to check out, Mary immediately noticed the blonde witch ahead of her having a argument with the cashier. The moment Mary decided to leave the store and not get anything, she heard what this was about; money. Grabbing her wallet she walked up next to the blonde and said “I’ll pay for her.” After she was finished paying the two walked outside of the store and handed the girl the bag. “Here you go and honestly, don’t worry about it.” Mary said as she noticed the familiar nature of the girl. She had to know her from somewhere.
Life could be wild and unpredictable, like a roller-coaster ride that you couldn’t get off of nor knew when would come to a halt. A roller-coaster was a good way to describe Lucy Karoonda’s life as of late, with its high highs and its low lows. She didn’t know just how so much life-changing stuff could happen in such a short period of time, but it definitely did. Lucy went from finding out she was going to play quidditch professionally to finding out that she was pregnant all in a matter of weeks. Pregnant. It was still hard for her to wrap her mind around that fact, that she was carrying a child - for nearly four months now - inside of her. It was also still hard for her to comprehend that she was engaged to the father of her unborn baby, Amos. Pregnant. Engaged. Professional athlete. All of these things had happened back to back, and never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined that she would have the life that she currently did.
All at once, at all times, she was both terrified and exhilarated. She didn’t know what the future held; all she knew was that she and Amos were going to get married, and they were going to have a baby. But…there was also the little detail of telling her family. Friends knew that she was pregnant, none knew that she was engaged. Her family knew neither. Lucy knew time was ticking, especially considering she was now beginning to show, just ever so slightly. Yes, she had noticed at her doctor’s appointment just the other day when the doctor had pointed out the subtle, but very there, swelling of her stomach. As time went on she would only get bigger, and she wouldn’t be able to keep it from her parents any longer, nor her quidditch time. This week she and Amos would tell both her parents and Amos’s father…and she certainly needed to butter them up beforehand.
In Hogsmeade for the day, Lucy decided to pay old Honeydukes a visit. It had her favorite chocolate, sweets, and cookies, and lately she had been craving lots and lots of chocolate. And salty chips. And also fish, but she couldn’t figure that last one out. But she wasn’t in Honeydukes for herself, though she was certainly going to stock up on some more chocolate. She was there to gather some sweets and treats for her parents, some ingredients to make some baked goods for Amos’s father. The two bags in both arms were completely filled to the top with sweets that the woman behind the register at Honeydukes couldn’t help but widen her eyes in surprise. At least she was bringing them good business! Or…maybe not.
Being constantly hungry and tired was exhausting. Being pregnant was exhausting, but always needing to snack at random times, or nap, almost frazzled the typically always energetic witch. Today was one of those days where she was, quite frankly, frazzled. Her mind was everywhere, and in the process of tiredly going to Hogsmeade she forgot her wallet and money at home. Darn it. Though the woman at Honeydukes knew her (Lucy was a frequent customer, after all), she couldn’t give Lucy the candy and that was understandable…but she needed it. She wasn’t going to take her pregnant self all the way back to Hogsmeade, and she needed all of the goods that week. After about five minutes of trying to plead with the woman to give her a credit, or keep the goods aside so she could go fetch her wallet somehow, Lucy felt her hormones kick in and tears threaten to spill over.
Until a good samaritan stepped in. Mary MacDonald, Lucy knew her as a year younger than she was at Hogwarts, and a Gryffindor. Lucy wiped away the tears and gave Mary a smile as the girl kindly paid for her, and the blonde followed the smaller girl out of the shop with the two bags of goods in her arms and eternally grateful. “Thank you so very much, Mary,” said Lucy once they were outside, her smile very gracious as she looked to the girl. “I can’t believe I forgot my wallet at home…my mind has been…well, it’s been all over the place.” Lucy sighed and bit down on her lip. “I’ll certainly repay you for your kindness, you can expect an owl since I can’t come back up here. Maybe I’ll give it to my sister and she can give it to you, she’s in Hogwarts now, a Hufflepuff like I was.” Lucy smiled again. “She’s a first year and she’s small and blonde and crazy, you might have seen her…” The Aussie stopped herself before she could say anymore, looking suddenly a bit bashful. “Sorry, I’m rambling.”
A little blue-eyed blonde with shoes on wrong,
'cause she likes to dress herself.
I could get drunk and run around Nashville naked. But I won’t because I want to set a good example for my fans. I think they deserve to have a role model.