the Little Aconite Flower

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
F/F
Gen
G
the Little Aconite Flower
Summary
The sweet scent of aconites floated lazily in the air. It tickled the noses of sleeping portraits and delighted the sentient suits of armour. It travelled through long hallways, embedded itself into heavy curtains and rugs and eventually managed to escape into the cool night air where the moon shone almost as brightly as she did.Catallena Nocturne has a taxidermied pet cat, an alliance(?) with Death and a ticket for the Hogwarts Express.
Note
Hello!This is my first ever fan fiction and English isn't my first language. Don't have a beta either, just a laptop and a dream.I will do my best regardless.I should also say that my writing style is pretty descriptive and atmospheric - hopefully you aren't too bothered by that. I'm very excited about this project. I have big plans and so even though I can be slow to update, you can always expect me to. If I don't, assume that I'm dead. <3 All seven books/eight movies will get their altered versions here.This OC and the rough outline of this story are both products of young bluushampuu's imagination. Like YOUNG young. I'm writing this for that little girl, which means that some of the things I will be writing about can at times be kind of trope-y or cheesy. Like the OC, for example. She used to be kind of like a reader insert -character for me. However! I am no longer little and my writing hopefully makes up for some of that. It's my goal to make these old fantasies work well as a palatable and at times devastating story.Oh, I also love Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll. My favourite film is the Czech version of the story: "Alice" (1988) by Jan Švankmajer. This is definitely reflected in the fanfic and I recommed everyone to watch the film for their own enjoyment!
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The Heart's Desire

  Hop,

     Hop,

   Hop,

     Hop,

       Hop,

            Hop,

           Hop,

       Hop,

   Hop.

Lub dub. Lub dub.

  Heartbeats 

    So real.

I feel it shake my whiskers as I press my face to you.

   Your fur smells like aconite flowers.

                Like death.

                     So blue.

                  Hop,

               Hop,

           Hop,

       Hop,

        Hop,

         Hop,

           Hop.

        You lick my wounds.

Kiss them all better. Just like you used to.

   I remember now.

       I know you.

You shine brighter than before.

                     Hop,

                Hop,

        Hop,

    Hop,

           Hop.

              Your knowing eyes

          Alive once more.

     More alive than ever.

You say something and though I don’t understand

   I beg you to sing to me tonight too.

Hop,

   Hop,

          Hop.

  I taste salty tears.

     You don’t cry anymore.

I want to be like you.

        With you.

     Hop.

Lub dub.

 Lub dub.

Lub dub. 

Lub  dub. 

 Lub    dub. 

  Lub      dub.

   Lub        dub….

     lub…        dub…

       lub…           dub…

           lub…

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