Dorky Weasley

closed starter for @dorkywcasley​

louis hadn’t talked to lucy since he arrived on the island. it made him feel kind of bad as he had promised her he wouldn’t leave her. grabbing his phone, something he definitely liked about the muggle world since sending letters through owls wasn’t very conveneint, he send her a quick text, asking her to meet him at the local diner. 

sitting in one of the booths, he looked around. people seemed pretty content around here. maybe he could become that too. as the door opened and the small bell rang, he spotted his redheaded cousin and waved at her. “lucy! over here!”

Lucy hadn’t been in the best of moods lately, after Rose had left again, feeling like she was sort of doomed to stay on this island all on her own forever. Not even the idea of maybe meeting Ruby again could light her mood up again these days.

harry smiled “well,” he said “i haven’t exactly sailed before, but, that’s not my fault. back home, a lot of us are locked away, because of who are parents are. so we can’t have the ship leave th dock, but it’s still great, he grinned. he was bitter about that, he’s always wanted to sail.

he watched her curious “what are you trying to do?” he asked. he was unsure, but when the cup came over he realized ‘you can make liquids?” he asked looking at the wand now. he wondered if he tried it, if it would work. ‘hm,” he said. “that’s pretty cool.”

upon word that quake could be on the island, ruby had taken to her armour and went to investigate. but it was a false alarm and the black leather assassin began their steady path home, remaining in shadows before seeing the red head. she stopped and swallowed, grateful that she was hidden behind her mask — but lucy had spotted her. her voice was altered from the mask so it wasn’t obvious it was ruby. ‘ — no harm will come to you. i am just passing through. ’ @dorkywcasley

Lucy had always thought, despite knowing how the Death Eaters used to walk around during the dark times when Voldemort was still alive, that this kind of armour was something being used in muggle movies these days.

he grinned at her phrasing “alright,”  he said to her. “i’ll show you mind first then,” he said thinking of what he could show her. he looked over and saw a coffee sitting on a table, no one around to see. he lifted it, moving his fingres slightly and bringing it over to him, holding it “free coffee?” he grinned “no, no i’m not drinking this,” he laughed and sent it back over into the trash. “that’s not all i can do though. your turn.”

“Yep,” Anthony nodded. “I mean, there’s like, eels and stuff. But not anything…cute or fluffy,” he shrugged.

she looked to the girl and she flushed ‘ yeah. ’ she chimed. ‘ it was good. you know, lucy — you continue to surprise me. ’

“Guess so.” God, how long would that be? He didn’t fault her for being reticent about the details. Who knows what telling him those things could affect. Would he remember this if he returned? If so, what would that change? “No. People… People have always been keen to paint me with the same brush. He’s a Black, he must be mad, but they’re wrong. I’m a Black so I must’ve betrayed my friends but I didn’t – you know that.”

“Those people are idiots,” Lucy stated with a frown. “They did not take their time to egt to know you, just putting a label onto you because whom you are related to. And....” Now she hesitated. Did he know about the whole story with James and Lily and Harry? Or was that only a general statement coming from Sirius now?

Anthony tentatively took Lucy’s hand and nodded, allowing her to lead the way. “I’d better not,” he teased.

Tim chuckled as he watched Lucy play. He didn’t know much about gambling–but he knew plenty about games. “Red button twice, then green. You should be at least pretty golden after that.”

★ L I L Y frowned, “Um, yes, can I help you? I hope you don’t know me because I’ve no idea who you are and I’d hate to forget any face. Listen, I’m sorry. I just value reading in peace, I guess.”

( ✉ → sms ) We had scary creatures in my world too.

( ✉ → sms ) But they didn’t look like E.T. I think I’d be traumatized by that film if they did.

( ✉ → sms ) No problem. Some people can be cruel.

( ✉ → sms ) Sweet it is. I’m not sure, I’ve never seen those before. I can check?

( ✉ → sms ) We do. They are called dementors. Very nasty creatures. None you ever want to meet.

( ✉ → sms ) Okay but I mean E.T. did only scare me when he looked so pale. I mean that was just.... scary.

( ✉ → sms ) :p

@dorkywcasley // continued from here.

          ⛧彡 CHIC’S brows raise towards the other’s statements, shaking his head lightly. ‘ and it’s christmas how? ‘ he inquired. ‘ isn’t it a little too late to be building snowman’s? it’s gonna get dark soon. 

she was visibly surprised by the request, she unbelievably blushed herself, which was perhaps a first. she had never been properly hit on before. she glanced behind to see if someone was looking before leaning in and pressing her full lower lip to lucy’s pale finger and swiping the cream with her tongue before pealing back and started to giggle which was so unlike her.

“You want to save her?” she replied simply, “that makes all the sense in the world. But you can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved”

“Yeah I’ll meet…Gizmo,” he said with a nod. He hated feeling like he was out of his element in this scenario. But he also felt the need to prove that he could handle it.