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fuckyeahgodricandrowena:

title: LUMOSnote: i don’t like how this drawing turned out (specially their position and their faces: they’re terrible :/). it was better in my head.

-Any other person would have been frightened to  have Godric’s wand two inches away of the face. But not her. He was so  close she could see his pupils dilating at the view of her parted lips.“We should go back into the castle…”, Rowena murmured.“Are you cold?”Concern in his voice. Interesting, she thought.“My blood is not as warm as yours Godric.”No teasing in these words. Just fact. And when the scottish  wind laid one lock of ebony hair on her face, she felt the heat of his  callused palm stroking her cheek, fingers carefully placing the wild  lock behind her ear.

fuckyeahgodricandrowena:

title: LUMOS
note: i don’t like how this drawing turned out (specially their position and their faces: they’re terrible :/). it was better in my head.

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Any other person would have been frightened to have Godric’s wand two inches away of the face. But not her. He was so close she could see his pupils dilating at the view of her parted lips.
“We should go back into the castle…”, Rowena murmured.
“Are you cold?”
Concern in his voice. Interesting, she thought.
“My blood is not as warm as yours Godric.”
No teasing in these words. Just fact. And when the scottish wind laid one lock of ebony hair on her face, she felt the heat of his callused palm stroking her cheek, fingers carefully placing the wild lock behind her ear.