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 keep this night~, [IF] marauder 1977.
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Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
1977-1978.
    The world holds it's breath, waiting on the edge. It waits for something - waits for change, waits for hope. In the past decade, it has only gotten worse and worse. The list of names of those deceased, wounded or missing have only continued to grow as Lord Voldemort consolidates his viselike grip on power. Nothing is sacred. Nothing is safe. Even hope seems to have been eradicated.

    Few things are ever so absolute, however. In its desperate flight to survive, hope has found refuge among the shadows. Within those same shadows, an organization has been founded and finds itself flourishing. A syndicate, created around the ideals of equality and protection, has risen from despair in an attempt to combat the Dark Lord and his ambitions. The Order of the Phoenix has offered a safe haven for all that seems good and decent left in the world. They stand and fight when the rest of society would step back and fall away.

    That world seems so very, very far away within the sanctity of Hogwarts walls. Parents and older siblings fight and die, but the lives of the students seem to change very little beyond that. The cost in human life of the war beyond school grounds seems irrelevant - regardless of the fact that the toll is too exacting. Swirling undercurrents make it apparent that not all is as peaceful as it seems within the school, however.

    Students involved in both sides of the fight cross paths on Hogwarts grounds. They know, as well as any adult, that the world waiting for them outside is far from safe. Some eagerly look forward to the opportunity to take part in what could define them. Others see it as little more than their own impending demise. For whatever reasons they have, though, they remain resigned to moving forward.

    Nothing, after all, was ever promised. All they were ever given is the life they have. There is no guarantee of a tomorrow. For them - for the world, waiting and holding it's breath - all they can do is to keep this night.

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