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HP475- Wand!

Harry tried Astral Sight again. Nothing.

He frowned. The Vial of Everlasting Night even blocked that. He hadn't thought it could, but in hindsight, it made sense. It didn’t just eat light, it twisted perception. Maybe that was a good thing. If he couldn’t see out, Voldemort likely couldn’t either.

Still, no point testing luck. Harry shifted to the side and crouching low, edging along the edge of a toppled shelf until the warmth of the cursed flames was behind him and the air...

MHA186- High-End

Garaki was ahead, hunched near a terminal, typing like none of this shit outside mattered. My bat hummed like it sensed boss music loading. Garaki didn’t flinch. Guy was typing like we were the interns late to a budget meeting.

Aizawa didn’t wait. His eyes lit, focused.

Garaki gasped, hunched over, hands trembling. His back arched and then folded inward like his spine gave up halfway through. Wrinkles spread like water stains across his face. Age hit him in real time.

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CASS50- Potter

Cassian walked beside Bathsheda, their fingers linked, hands swinging slightly with no rhythm or reason, like two students who hadn't figured out if they were showing off or just being smug about having someone to hold. The castle loomed ahead. Hogwarts in September always looked like it was waiting for someone to trip over a curse and make a mess of it.

Bathsheda let out a sigh, her fifth, maybe sixth. Cassian had stopped counting after three. This one, at least, came with a smile.

MHA185- WEM

The safe house was a nondescript, worn-down building outside of Wakayama, sitting just far enough from the Gunga Mountain Villa to avoid immediate suspicion. Re-Destro, Skeptic, and Trumpet arrived under the escort of Dabi, who led them inside with nothing more than a few grunts and a nod toward the furniture. It wasn't much, just some battered chairs, a table that had seen better days, and a couple of crates stacked in the corner.

Skeptic adjusted his glasses, scanning the room like it...

CASS49- Yoghurt

Cassian stared. Suspicious. And utterly confused. Like he missed an entire chapter and was hoping someone had the good sense to summarise it.

It didn’t last though, raising an eyebrow, he leaned back into the chair like it was the most comfortable interrogation seat in Britain.

"Well," he said, teeth flashing. "I assume I am being knighted."

Lucian scoffed from the window. "You are being paraded."

Regulus coughed lightly, almost like the words offended his throat. "Y...

HP474- Taken

Harry raised his hands slowly, not bothering to turn. "Tommy," he called.

The wand at his back pressed harder. "Even now, you dare to mock me," Voldemort hissed, voice rough, like stone scraping metal.

"Mock?" Harry said, almost lazily. "Isn't that your name? Given by your lovely Muggle father. Tom Marvolo Riddle. Bit dramatic, rearranging it like a crossword puzzle."

"You saw my memories, haven't you," Voldemort muttered behind him.

Harry chuckled. "You left part of y...

MHA184- Goal

The room was silent. Some of them were hearing all of this for the first time. Until now, the SCI operated in fragments, each member handling their own sector without knowing the full picture. Only Mirko, Ryukyu, and Nezu knew how deep this ran. Now, for the first time, every piece was coming together.

Edgeshot broke the silence. "You are telling us the League is already preparing a counteroffensive?"

"They've been preparing for months," I said. "The raid will go south the second ...

CASS48- Return

The next two weeks passed in a crawl. Not time-wise. Time sped by like a hexed broom on fire. But the work? Slower than a snail on tranquilizers.

They marked out three corridors pretending to be four, no really. It was some fourth-dimensional maze Cassian couldn’t make sense of. Mapped every cursed tile that tried to send their thoughts sideways, and accidentally triggered one glyph that translated to something like "hope you weren't attached to your sense of direction."

Cassian...

HP473- Hello Harry!

Cormac’s face flushed crimson. “Twelve Galleons, Potter. I paid good money for this lesson, not to have some self-satisfied student parade as my instructor”

Harry didn’t miss a beat. He flicked his wrist, a small bag of coins landing neatly in his palm. “Here is twenty-four. You can leave.”

The entire room froze.

Draco smirked faintly from where he leaned against one of the tables. Tracey muttered something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like, “That...

MHA183- SCI

All Might raised a hand, sighing. "Alright, Ryuu. How about this, rather than fighting everyone at once, you take them two at a time. Keep it fair."

Izuku shot forward like he had just seen someone kick a puppy. "How is that fair? At least make it five against him. No, ten against him!"

I cracked my neck, grinning as I turned to All Might. "You hear that? Even Deku is begging for backup. Time to reestablish the pecking order. Let me fight them all."

Sero whistled low. "Bro g...

CASS47- Master Ji

The air folded in on itself and spat out a man.

His eyebrows were so long they reached his collarbone. His hair was thick and flowed smoothly down his back. His moustache and beard were long and full, hanging low enough to nearly rest on his wasit. His robes were blue-black silk, patterned in what looked like clouds fighting dragons... and losing. He raised a single hand.

Every wand in the clearing dropped like someone had flipped a switch. Even Cassian's, halfway to some very cre...

CASS46- SMELLS LIKE... LIES!

"Smells like stale incense and sandalwood. No... agarwood. Rare stuff." He frowned. “Really rare.”

The guide glanced over, squinting at him. "You have a sharp nose."

Cassian gave the air another sniff. "Not really. It is just stuck in the stone. Burn that much resin, it will outlive the roof." He turned in a slow circle, eyes dragging over the cracks, the pillars, the strange slope of the floor. "This isn't a monastery. Taoists, Buddhists... they don't use Agarwood. It is too ...

CASS45- Extra

Cassian stood, stretched, then collapsed back onto the mattress, limbs spread like a man who fought off three curses and a kebab-induced coma. "Remind me why we are not chasing forbidden temples instead of drinking overpriced tea and sweating through our robes?"

"Because the temples are cursed."

"So is this pillow."

She flicked her quill at him.

He crawled across the rug like someone trying to seduce a carpet merchant, flopped onto her lap with all the grace of a man h...

MHA182- Fun Sized

Eri threw herself at me, her arms wrapping tight like she was trying to squeeze the pain out of both of us. I caught her before she knocked me over, her small frame trembling against my chest as she cried into my shirt. Her tears soaked through, and for a second, all I could do was rest my chin on her head.

“Hey, you are getting snot all over me,” I said quietly, my hand moving up to pat her hair. “Gross little gremlin.”

She shook her head against me, her grip tightening.<...

CASS44- Türkiye

Cassian stood outside King's Cross with hands in his coat pockets and a bag looped over his shoulder. The Muggle train schedule was glowing faintly above him like it was urging him to jump. He ignored it. 

He checked his watch. She wasn't very late, just the perfect amount to annoy him.

A group of teenagers drifted by, all Doc Martens and over-plucked eyebrows, one of them balancing a Walkman on his shoulder like it made him interesting. Cassian resisted the urge to he...

CASS43- Troublesome Runes

Year ended, and Cassian returned to Rosier Manor the same way anyone returns to a place they can't openly loathe in the Daily Prophet... quiet, grim, and mildly suspicious of every window.

Bathsheda apparated them just beyond the wards. Her coat rustled when he pulled her into a hug, arms looped tight like she might vanish if he blinked too slow. Which she very well might. 

A crow cawed somewhere overhead. The universe really had no sense of timing.

"I will see y...

HP472- You Can Leave

The rest of the engagement was lively enough to keep even the most reserved guests entertained. The hall brimmed with chatter, laughter, and music that drifted from corner to corner. Harry danced with nine girls in turn, not all at once, though from the way Susan and Tracey kept nudging each other, one might think they were daring him to try. It didn’t end there. Petunia then later Blaise’s mother, Elisabetta, who was, as always, far too flirty for comfort. She leaned in close, her perfum...

MHA181- Dumb!

The next day, Nejire, Izuku, Mirio, and Aizawa showed up at the house. This wasn’t a social call. Nejire probably tattled about Eri’s horn, which meant we were about to play Doctor Doom and Friends.

Eri was inside, sitting on the couch with Mochi in her lap. That thing wasn’t going anywhere. The little furball had its paws stretched out, batting at Eri’s fingers while she giggled, completely in her own world.

Mom walked in, chuckling. “She changed the kitten’s name yes...

CASS42- Eureka

It was mid January when Marius Vale, freshly appointed Defence Against the Dark Arts professor and walking midlife crisis, bolted down the main staircase with no clothes, no dignity, and no intention of explaining himself.

"Eureka!" he shouted... though not the jubilant sort. This was the kind you screamed when you just seen your own spleen crawling across the ceiling.

A magical blur trailed behind him, covering his whatnots. Not a spell, more like a hasty clean-up squad, p...

CASS41- Pungent

Bathsheda relaxed against him with a sigh, her head tipped slightly against his jaw. Despite the barrage of sarcasm, she didn't shift away. 

"Iceland is growing on me," she muttered.

Cassian grinned. "You hear that? That is progress."

"Don't get cocky. I am still debating dunking you."

He just shifted, slid down and dunked himself without warning. Bathsheda lost her backrest and made a sharp, undignified noise, part protest, part splash, as she tilted backwards. 2025-07-22 14:24:23 +0000 UTC View Post

CASS40- Hot!

Cassian nudged Bathsheda’s door open with his elbow, a box of chocolate biscuits under one arm, roses in his other hand, "Let's go to Iceland," he said, like it was the sort of thing you suggested over lunch plans. "Auroras, not the Septimas, hopefully and if we are lucky. Geothermal pools. Possibly a sheep."

Bathsheda didn't look up from the scroll she was marking. Her desk was a battlefield... red ink, teacups, and one poor fourth-year essay crumpled beyond salvation.

She didn...

CAA39- Gravitas

Ancient Variant Unlocked: Gravitas Ascendio

Condition Met.

Gravitas Ascendio - Older form of levitation magic. Draws object upward through gravitational displacement. Lingers mid-air until caster severs connection.

Cassian raised an eyebrow. "Here we go." He dropped onto the couch with a thud and slung one arm over the backrest like a man awaiting divine punishment. Then shut his eyes.

Didn't help.

It came instantly. No warning, no buildup.

The room pulled ...

CASS38- Serious?

Bathsheda came to stand at the edge of the desk now, watching closely.

Tonks took the potion with visible reluctance, staring down into the sludge.

Cassian raised a brow. "Problem?"

"It smells like a damp sock," she muttered.

"It is not a cocktail, Tonks. Bottoms up."

She downed it in one gulp, gagging halfway as her face twisted. The sound she made belonged to someone drinking sewage. "Urgh. That is foul."

"Yes, well, so was the man whose hair you just swa...

CASS37- A Rosier

A few weeks later, the peace in Cassian office was shattered when Flitwick barged in.

“The Board is here to inspect,” he squeaked, "Are you prepared?"

Cassian groaned as he shoved back his chair. “Of course they are.” He grabbed his coat off the backrest and muttered something about cursed timing under his breath.

By the time he stepped out into the corridor, the voices had already reached him. A small entourage was sweeping through the halls, all cloaks and polished...

CASS36- Not That Name!

Sikander kicked his chair round to face Cassian more fully. "Alright, tell me... what is the deal with you and the second-years?"

Cassian shrugged. "I gave them a cup and a boundary line. Told them to get their names in."

"And?"

"They immediately tried to commit identity fraud or commit potions-based self-harm."

Bathsheda leaned forward a little. "He is annoyed they didn't throw anything."

Snape's quill stilled mid-air.

Sikander blinked. "Throw?"

"Pap...

CASS35- Staff Meeting

They had to get up eventually. Lunch didn't wait, and neither did the timetable. A quick rinse, half a sandwich, and one insulted tea later, Cassian was back in the classroom.

This time, it was Ravenclaw and Slytherin second-years... same lesson, new flavours of headache. Ravenclaws, to no one's surprise, were better at thinking sideways. Not perfect, but they at least poked the edges of things before throwing themselves into the centre. One of them had actually asked if the age line wa...

CASS34- Wired Somewhere Else

A knock hit his door but Cassian didn't look up.

"If that is you, Fred, tell George I am not giving extra credit for 'combat baking.'"

The door creaked open anyway.

Bathsheda stuck her head in. "Combat baking?"

"Don't ask," he muttered. "How is the rune-mangling going?"

She stepped in, closing the door behind her with her boot. Her hair was still tied up. There were fresh streaks of ink up one sleeve, smudged in a way that suggested she wiped her quill there more...

Character Images (HP - Cassian)

So, it came to my attention that a lot of people are still focused on Bathsheda’s look in the movies. No disrespect to the actress who played her (I even tried to find her name but had no luck). The thing is, she is not really Bathsheda Babbling, she is just an actress, probably even a background one.

Bathsheda is about 27 now, a few years older than Cassian. Anyway, here are some pics of both Cassian and Bathsheda.

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CASS33- Age Line

Fred and George leaned in over their desk like a pair of conmen about to forge a treaty with Mordor. Quills in hand, brows furrowed, they scribbled in muttered nonsense, scratched it out, then scribbled again... absolute chaos, but it was chaos with ambition. Occasionally one would snort or slap the other's hand away. "That is not how veins work, George."

"It is if you enchant them, Fred. Don't question the magic."

Fred and George leaned in over their desk like a pair of conmen ab...

CASS32- Coward!

Cassian let the murmur roll for a few seconds before cutting through it. "Alright, pack it in."

"Now, beside the plagiarism," Cassian went on, arching a brow at the twins, "the idea was novel. So, props. If mildly concerning. Cedric... great as always. Loved how you gave a new perspective on the Round Table era. Bit romanticised, but I will allow it."

Cedric pecked his head, looking like he'd been handed a medal.

"Alicia," Cassian continued, pointing a finger her way, "very ...