𝖍𝖔𝖈𝖚𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖈𝖚𝖘

He wasn’t sure that was the real problem. Fabian felt ashamed when he realized Gideon was different. He felt selfish. Disappointed. 

But she was right. Odette Doge, the young lass who would constantly follow him and Elphias around, was so bloody right he was unsure of how to respond. For a second, he forgot who was older. Who was taller. Fabian needed to be there for Gideon no matter the changes. He was struggling with something and regardless of the fallout, he had a duty to be there for his brother and to love him no matter what. 

“When did you get so wise?” He mindlessly mumbled as he continued along their path, his movements lacking any of his usual swagger. A tentative hand moved to run through his hair, a cough destroying the slight awkward silence that followed her kind thoughts. He replayed each word, each syllable about a thousand times on high speed. Sometimes Fabian thought too much and it left nothing but a chilling quiet to surround he and whoever was foolish enough to have a real conversation with him in the first place. 

His mother used to think he was deaf, often spending large chunks of his childhood shouting responses across short distances. Eventually she realized the same thing everyone else did: the bastard was just stuck in his own head. He understood the annoyance, especially when his mind would wander off mid-sentence because he was too busy thinking of the future while his mouth was spewing bullshit about the present. So instead of explaining to her friends that he had a hearing impairment, she simply smiled and called him a revolutionary. It was a bit much, but he never argued with her. He liked the title. 

So it was no surprise when, after every beautiful thought and sentiment she gifted him, the same ones he saved and tucked away, fabian chose to comment on the one that didn’t fit. “Y’know, ya say that stuff a lot.” His comment was as blunt as he could make it, but not angry. After Halloween, he was fully aware that there were some things the two weren’t discussing        one being the attraction he vehemently pushed aside. Where he avoided the topic, Odette had no qualms about sprinkling it on every conversation. “Keep it up an’ I might start to get the wrong idea, Dotty. Or the right one. Depends on how ya look at it.”

Maybe this was his attempt at escaping a serious topic, unaware that he was broaching an even worse one.

she couldn’t help the soft chuckle that his words ellicited, the awe for thoughts that many would consider far beyond her years amusing her about as much as they flattered her. in reality, she didn’t consider herself to be wise at all. that was elphias. he had always carried the role graciously, offering guidance even when she was deadset against it. his brain and manner were taken from the world far too soon and those close to him would not be the only ones that eventually felt that loss. so when she spoke and by chance happened to stumble across an idea that was mildly mature, she could only credit it to him and what he had left behind in her. that or the way his passing impacted her soul. odette wasn’t one for basking in genuine compliments though, even if some might gasp at that revelation. for someone that used to be so dependant on praise, it seemed that lately she shied away from such banalities, the more genuine they were the more she’d brush them off and clammer to the next subject.

on this occasion though, she was entirely blindsided. here’s the thing... she liked their little entanglement. in fact, she thoroughly enjoyed the comfort that came with mindlessly flirting away as he outwardly ignored the advances altogether. save for that ONE NIGHT where their bodies took over on their behalf and their innate attraction was undeniable, odette could live with longing from afar. she was perfectly fine with the nature of their confusing relationship. because although there were layers and layers of truth within the continuous ramblings she spewed out, there was also a safety in relying on the fact that he didn’t seem to want to talk about it or was okay with denying they were mutual in any capacity. because, if they kept it as a joke or something that wasn’t meant to be addressed, then there was no way she could get hurt. and thus, her favorite fantasy would remain unscathed. suffice to say, she was not expecting the following words coming from him.

so, eyes wide and jaw hanging slightly, the blonde managed to sputter out a short laugh.  ❛    not sure we see eye to eye on what would be a good thing there, fabi.     ❜  the younger girl scrambled to gather her thoughts, aching for any funny remark that would rescue her from the direction their conversation was headed. she wasn’t quite prepared for him to know the depths of her feelings for him and it was quite possible that should he poke and prod, even if lightly, she wouldn’t be able to hold herself back from spilling her guts. 

it had been years in the making, afterall. from the first moment fabian prewett set foot in their home, odette doge had been enamoured. completely awe struck by his striking features and the kindness that shone in his deep amber hues. the softness with which he treated all magical creatures and critters, a stark contrast to the passion and cadence that burst forward whenever he fought for their rights. dotty loved him before she could even grasp what the concept meant. even her brother would often tease her about it before he got cross over the magnitude and seriousness of the affliction. how could someone so small feel so vehemently? it was a mystery to everyone around her. even when she ultimately pushed past the stupid dreams he starred in and she ventured onto the dating scene, when she finally caught the eye of other boys and beckoned their attention, she still deeply craved for him to sweep her away from it all. how was it that throughout it all, he was still a constant in her heart? could she even bear the thought of his final rejection? for now it was merely unspoken. 

“  that  was     ,    ”    he  paused   ,   eyes  wide  in  disbelief  and  he  shook  his  head     ,    “    so  bloody  sexist    .    damn   ,   dotty    ,   ya  think  ya  know  a  girl    .    ”    he  squeezed  her  hand    ,    a  ghost  of  a  smile  gracing  his  lips  as  he  allowed  a  dramatic  sigh  to  fall  free  .    “    mum  said  i  could  be  anythin’    ,    i’ll  be  a  damn  damsel  if  i  want   ,    ”   fabian  mumbled  in  jest  under  his  breath    .

he  knew  walking  alone  was  a  bad  idea    .    the  castle  was  extremely  safe    ;    following  the  most  recent  news    ,    dumbledore  made  sure  to  put  the  place  on  lockdown    .    every  nook  and  cranny  was  charmed    ,    protected  and  whatever  the  hell  he  could  think  of    .    plus    ,    it  didn’t  help  that  fabian  was  the  poster  child  of  shitty  life  decisions    .     he  was  impulsive   .    crazy    .    

so  why  was  he  so  nervous    ?    why  was  his  heart  beating  as  if  he’d  taken  an  adrenaline  shot  to  the  chest     ?     why  did  he  feel  like  if  he  stopped  walking  for  one  single  fucking  second    ,    he  would  fall  to  the  floor  and  just   ….   DIE    ?

it  was  her  fault    .    he  knew  it   ,   deep  down    .    the  boy  wanted  a  relaxing  weekend   ,   but  instead  of  the  beach    ,    he  chose  to  ride  an  untested  death  trap  at  an  amusement  park    .    he  wanted  a  simple  dinner   ,    but  instead  of  a  salad    ,    he  ordered  a  random  item  off  a  five-star  french  menu    .    he  wanted  to  read  a  simple  book    ,    but  instead  of  a  child’s  novel    ,    he  chose  a  fucking  encyclopedia  written  in  braille    .    there  was  nothing  simple  about  having  odette  doge  as  company    .

and  the  most  complicated  part    ?    despite  the  way  she  set  him  on  edge     ,      he  couldn’t  remember  a  time  where  he  felt  so  comfortable    .

“   aw   ,    but  you’re  so  good  at  it   .    you  could  talk  a  WITCH  out  of  WAND’S  hand           wait    ,    that’s  not  right    .     ”    furrowing  his  brow  in  feigned  confusion    ,    a  notable  attempt  at  wasting  time   ,    he  finally  gave  in    .    the  boy  was  the  epitome  of  defeat    ,    all  too  ready  to  give  away  his  darkest  secrets  simply  because  a  pretty  blonde  asked  nicely    .

“   I  dunno    ,    i  just    …    i  don’t  know  why  I  expected  everythin’  to  be  the  same    .   like  he’d  come  back  and  nothing  woulda  changed    ,    y’know    ?      he’d  call  me  a  dickhead  and  go  back  to  smiling  his  way  on  over  to  the  quidditch  pitch  or  some  bullshit    .     like  he  hadn’t  spent  the  last  several  months  being   …    ,    ”    languidly    ,    with  the  weariness  of  someone  who  hadn’t  slept  in  days    ,    he  tugged  his  hand  away  and  used  it  to  rub  the  tired  from  his  eyes    .    “   and  i  feel  like  a  complete  ass  bringing  this  up  to  you    .    i  know  ya  care  and  i  know  ya  offered    ,    but  god   ,   odette    ,    you  can  only  be  so  selfless     .    if  the  roles  were  reversed    ,    i  don’t  know  if  i’d  be  as  nice  as  you   .   ”

the fleeting smile that skirted across his handsome features was enough to encourage her to press onward, though she would allow him to go at his glacial pace if it meant in the end she would receive some semblance of an clue, a key to unlock and begin to tend to the wounds he guarded so heavily behind his tortured gaze. a soft laugh tumbled past her lips as she followed along with his light humor, nodding along as he objected to her misogynistic comments. ❛   sorry fabi, how medieval of me. if you want to be the damsel, i don’t see why i can’t be the knight, i’ll run to the armory at once and get fitted for my armor.     ❜

though they had fallen into a sort of familiar routine after their legendary hashing out that fateful chilly october afternoon, the point they reached never provided a deep sense of understanding of what exactly they were. childhood friends? kindred souls? two unfortunately illfated teens condemned to a lifetime of suffering littered with anguish at every turn? perhaps. but the connection that remained from their childhood and continued to strengthen from that momemnt was hard to pinpoint and harder still to unravel or decipher. how could one begin to explain something so intricate, complicated and beautiful? the icy blonde could barely make sense of the chills that rolled up and down her spine every time his piercing eyes made contact with her own. worse still, how her hands continuously trembled when he engaged her in conversation but calmed down the moment his fingers touched her palm. there was beauty within their chaos, that much she could recognize easily. but when she dared question the motives behind it, she came up dry. 

he  remained  in  place    ,    not  moving  save  for  the  tilt  of  his  head    ,    his  expression  roaming  between  tender  and  vacant    .     he  wished  he  could  fix  things     ,    but  no  picket  sign  or  protest  or  petition  could  save  what  really  mattered     .     maybe  he  was  just  wasting  his  time    .

and  odette    .    fuck    .   odette    ,    offering  a  kind  and  listening  ear  despite  the  horrendous  difference  between  the  two    .   his  brother  came  back    .    hers  didn’t    .   he  wanted  to  remain  strong    ;    pretend  nothing  was  bothering  him  if  only  to  save  her  the  trouble    .    but  then  she  touched  him  softly    ,     the  simple  brush  of  her  fingertips  against  the  back  of  his  neck  and  fabian  shattered  into  what  felt  like  a  thousand  pieces    .    the  forbidden  forest   ?    not  the  safest    .    but  bloody  hell   ,    she  could  ask  him  to  disappear  with  her  into  the  depths  of  the  black  lake  and  he  would  follow  willingly    .

the  feeling  of  her  touch  along  his  jaw  and  toward  his  chin  caused  him  to  shudder    ,    a  shaky  breath  slipping  free  as  his  head  fell  forward    ,    eyes  closed  as  his  forehead  rested  firmly  against  her  own   .    fabian  hadn’t  spoken    ,   hadn’t  answered  any  of  her  questions     ,    but  the  lack  of  space  he’d  caused  was  enough  for  him  to  break  this  pattern   .    “   yeah   ,   i    …  i  gotta  wake  up    .    ”    

taking  in  a  deep  breath    ,    he  forced  himself  to  stand    ,    his  body  suddenly  cold  given  their  newfound  distance   .   but  still  he  reached  for  her  hand    ,    subconsciously  desperate  to  have  her  skin  touching  his    .   and  normally  pulling  someone  in  a  certain  direction  lacked  any  emotional  connection     ,    but  fabian    ,    being  of  sound  mind  and  body    ,    chose  instead  to  intertwine  their  fingers  and  keep  her  close    .    he  wouldn’t  say  why    ,    but  the  tender  circles  he  caressed  along  her  thumb  might  have  been  a  clue    .    “    this  place  is  always  so  damn  creepy  at  night    .    ”

“    and  before  you  ask    ,   ”    he  deadpanned    ,    “    yes   ,   i’m  very  scared    .    ”  

even though he didn’t offer many answers to the questions that swam within her curious gaze, she couldn’t help but succumb to the familiar warmth that ignited in the base of her stomach when he leaned into her touch. with them, one had to pay attention to the minute gestures and details to decipher what was actually simmering beneath the surface. wouldn’t it be easier to get their thoughts out in the open and declare the thousand passionate mumblings that ran across their minds each time they interacted? perhaps. but instead she found that her eyes fluttered shut as his forehead touched hers, lips parting as he gave into her request. It was a small victory she would delight in, especially since it meant they would actually escape and have a bit of time to theirselves away from prying eyes of strangers that wanted to relish in the latest prewett gossip. 

it was jarring to realize how easily he controlled her mood. how the second he stepped away, even though logically it was clear that he was doing exactly what she had asked him to, it still tore her up inside. the cold air that hit her slim frame as he stood sent a light chill down her back, the stark comparison made painfully evident once more when he pulled her closer and laced their fingers together as he led the way. the way he coaxed towards the forest while still keeping her warm was enough to make a soft smile tug at the edge of her lips, her eyes watching the hypnotic swirls he traced against her tender skin.  ❛ i thought the damsel was the one that was supposed to be distressed ?   ❜

       gideon  was  back   .    gideon  was  back   .    gideon  was  back   .

the  repeated  sentence  did  nothing  to  ease  the  unsteady  beat  of  his  heart     .     gideon  was  back    .    the  relief  was  like  a  drug    ,    surging  through  his  brain  and  leaving  him  unable  to  stand  still    .   and  while  he  may  have  come  down  from  the  panic    ,    that  did  nothing  to  ease  his  fear     .    his  brother  was  different    ;    changed    ;      hardened  by  those  terrifying  circumstances  that  no  doubt  plagued  his  dreams  every  night    .

fabian  wanted  so  badly  to  be  his  warmth    ,    shielding  him  from  those  cold  winds  and  chilling  thoughts    .    but  his  reserve  was  dwindling    ,    much  like  a  piece  of  fabric  that  had  been  ravaged  by  moths    .    “    i’m  a  little  tired     ,    ”     he  admitted  with  a  weary  smile    ,    eyed  glued  to  the  floor  as  he  reveled  in  HER  company    .  

odette  doge    :    the  only  working  light  in  a  city-wide  muggle  blackout    .

dulled  hues  DIDN’T  linger  upon  her  features     .    fabian  knew  the  curve  of  her  smile     ,    the  shape  of  her  nose  by  heart    .    dulled  hues  didn’t  NEED  to  linger  because  he  could  see  her  perfectly  every  time  he  closed  his  damn  eyes    ;    like  a  picture  glued  to  the  recesses  of  his  mind    .    and  dulled  eyes  COULDN’T  linger  because  fabian  was  awful  at  hiding  his  emotions  and  he  had  no  desire  to  unveil  whatever  secret  he  couldn’t  even  admit  to  himself    .

“   might  sleep  in  tomorrow    .   don’t  think  slughorn  will  miss  me  much    .    ”     he  chuckled     ,   keeping  in  a  yawn  as  he  ran  a  tired  hand  over  his  face     .    

 ❛   just a little tired, huh ?  ❜ odette nodded slowly, her celestial eyes searching across his features for some sort of visible cue of what might be going on behind what he allowed her to see. after the news spread about gideon finally returning, the silver lining people often spoke of began to illuminate the horizon. it took shape with the constant whisperings of relief that littered the halls odette walked down and even she could begin to feel the unfamiliar swelling of hope attack her heart. it was that same hope that trickled into her soul that now seemed to confound her as she took in fabian’s reaction. knowing him and the bond he held so dear with his brother, she would have expected the complete contrary reaction. but then again, she was smart enough to know that if he wasn’t elated, there was something else that he wasn’t telling her.  ❛  something tells me you’re wrestling with something a little harder to resolve than just lack of sleep.  ❜

 ❛  sluggy might not miss you terribly but i have to admit i most definitely will. who’ll keep me entertained while he drones on and on  ❜  the blonde mindlessly teased, hoping to coax his eyes up to meet hers. her fingers gently grazed the nape of his neck, cautiously gauging his reaction as they travelled towards his chin.  ❛  or you and i can practice that disappearing routine we’ve gotten so fond of. take a trip along the edge of the forbidden forest. get to chatting. maybe the added bit of exercise to your routine will wake you up.  ❜

“ okay, well   …  “   lachlan hedged. he’d just made his own case against seeing a fight to the death; but he wasn’t sure if not wanting it was enough to keep it from happening.   “ I don’t foresee it going WELL. but the castle’s big enough that we can just shove people into separate corners of it if we start to see a blood bath breaking out. or, you can shove ‘em into separate corners. I have almost no experience with hostile holidays. “

theodore nodded slowly, crossing his arms as lochlan surmised their inevitable experience with heavily opinionated adults swarming their halls. try as he might, not even dumbledore himself could keep their attitudes in check for long and it seemed to many that the students would have to step in. the young man couldn’t help but chuckle, musing over the idea of having to rip two grown ass adults away from eachother. he couldn’t distinguish if the idea was terrifying or all together hilarious.   ❛  maybe we’ll just have to confiscate wands at the entrance. that seems to be the only possible deterrant to any major damage. my experience ranges more in the shouting and odious mumbling realm, not much help when it comes to potential murder situations.    ❜

molly and odette went back ,they had known each other from they were knee-high to a grasshopper meaning molly appreciated being able to talk with little reservations around the blonde. there was no judgement, honesty but far from the judgement molly often felt from others. the redhead puffed as she got up from the bench, linking arms with odette as they began to walk. “you probably know alot already…from fabian. it’s just hard around this time of year as well? i feel like everyone is expecting me to be the one to hold it together when really i’m about one bit of bad news away from completely FALLING APART.”

there had always been a sense of underlying guilt that cemented odette’s friendship with molly, the constant reminder of her deep attraction to her elder brother making the blonde question her motives when being so kind to molly. though she knew she loved her bright personality, odette didn’t want abuse her familial relationship with her prince charming and thus create some sort of animosity between them. so she often strived to steer clear of that topic, away from her brothers and far more focused on them and their matters ( girly nothings and whimsical such things ) though that strategy ultimately failed her. instead, she found something akin to a true sister that she’d never had. now that she was going through the hardest circumstances they’d ever faced, their friendship was more important than ever.  ❛   i know enough. but you know more than i that fabi doesn’t process things quite like you do. that doesn’t mean you have to put on a show either, molly. it’s bullshit and we can smell it from a mile away. you can’t carry that burden on your own.    ❜  a soft frown adorned the delicate girls features, brows furrowed lightly as she surveyed her friend. though her words were blunt, she knew the girl would benefit from true sincerity.   ❛  you’ll be no good to anyone if your facade crumbles. you have to feel the pain as it comes and then... well, we’ll find a way to deal with what comes. it’s what we’ve been doing, isn’t it ?    ❜

“ not to put too fine a hyperbole on this, but I think I’d rather die than witness a fight to the death. “   lachlan’s tone didn’t change   —   warmth and dryness there in equal measure, like was the new usual for him.  but even in jest he didn’t want to see anyone else die,  again.   “ I like my holidays without hostility, y’know? I’m a fucking TRADIONALIST,  that way,  call me crazy. “ 

theodore conceded at that point, unwilling to dive into the deep tendrils of a conversation surrounding the true gravity of life as they knew it. death was a concept all too real for them all and though he could reach intense levels with his humor, his apathy only went so far.  ❛   crazy for the TIMES, that’s for sure. not sure if that’s so terrible though, i suppose i’ve gotten used to a bit of hostility around the season. how do you forsee this whole thing going then ?   ❜ 

        。•  * ☪      ❛     i  mean       ,      more  power  to  ya       ,        i   guess        .        who  knows       ,       you  might  even  run  into  a  couple  other  students         .       or                WAIT      !     have  ya  thought  of  the  library     ?     you  could  fall  asleep       …      reading  a  good  book       .      c’mon      ,     i  mean     ,    who  doesn’t  love  that     ?         ❜  

❛    ACTUALLY.... no i hadn’t. huh, that’s actually a good idea, thank you roen. it’s almost so obvious i might actually get away with it for more than a day.  ❜  odette offered the boy a soft smile, genuinely grateful for his thoughtful process that allowed her to see past her rage clouded mind. ❛     what about you ? are you happy about the visits ?  ❜

             gideon turned at the sound of her voice, familiar and yet far away. her white hair shone the same colour as the snow, her piercing eyes glancing over him, trying to figure him out. gideon almost laughed. he wasn’t to be figured out, not anymore.  ❛ nice to know yer still around, miss doge. ❜  gideon spoke slowly, his fingers playing delicately with the cigarette before bringing it back to his lips. it felt almost cruel to sit here, in front of her. surely he was nothing but a wicked reminder of what she could’ve had, a brother returned, even if bruised. allowing the blanket of silence to settle over them, gideon nearly didn’t say anything. she’d be better off talking to anyone but him. old habits die hard. gideon found it impossible to leave her alone.  ❛ BACK is a very loose term. i mean… i’m here. but i don’t know if i’m back just yet. ❜

it was almost comical, in a cynical sense, how much the pair had changed since they’d last seen eachother. in the past, they had been SUNSHINE. bright, hopeful, naive even. they believed in good, in a silver lining that shone amidst the darkness. and yet, there they stood, devoid of the shine that once characterized them best. did he still see her, she’d ponder as she took another daunting step in his direction. were his memories of her still as bright as she once was ? the golden haired princess that scurried behind the pair of prewett wonders, the nagging younger kid that romanticized the pair. it seemed like that side of her had died so long ago, it was foreign to even remember those days. ❛   some things are worth coming back for. or so i’ve been told.       ❜  she shrugged, taking a seat beside him. even though parts of them had died, she couldn’t help but release a sigh of relief when she felt his warmth beside her. she didn’t much CARE if he wasn’t all there, the fact that he still breathed was all that mattered. that alone was cause for celebration.... for hope.  ❛    to be FAIR, no one expects you to be. we may be s t u p i d   k i d s, but we’re not idiots. i think with all the fucked up shit that’s going on, we’re all just glad you’re here, even if it’s just a little bit of you. it’s a start.       ❜

    “  well  ,  between  disappearances  ,  murders  and  abernathy  …  ”  methodically  clicks  tongue  ,  sound  of  golden  -  flecked  quill  against  parchment  stalled  as  warm  almond  hues  regard  blonde  other  ,  “  more  than  what  you  might  anticipate  .  do  as  i  am  and  require  on  the  seventh  floor  .  ”

though she was inclined to merely huff and continue complaining, odette recognized the truth behind the brunettes comment, the annoying reality obvious to everyone despite how much she despised as much. there was no chance she could slip past teachers and aurors long enough to camp out, at least not by herself. ❛  wouldn’t you mind having me there ? granted, it’s an option but i figured you were also looking for some time ALONE.   ❜

“EXACTLY – she means well, she loves me – i know it. it’s just, i’d prefer if she didn’t meddle, but like my dad says, she’s not really built like that” his mum was a whirlwind of a woman, amusing and yet equally irritating. you would think that he would have been used to it by now, yet the complaining never seized.

“yeah? the power high hasn’t hit yet, has it?” 

❝   well, to be fair, they’re stuck in their ways. we’d sooner change rather than them. which is also good. tolerance is a good trait to practice, right ? you’ll be alright frankie. come on then, chin up. i’d hate to see you upset much longer.    ❞ she teased, crossing her arms in response to his latter comment. though she wouldn’t outwardly express as much, the implication dug the dagger further into her pride, a flash of annoyance crossing her expression.  ❝   HEY, who says it’s ever going to ? i don’t have P O W E R frankie, i have responsibility.     ❞

“  WELL,  that’s  because  you  haven’t  given  me  a  reason  why  you  shouldn’t  be.  ”  her  shoulders  shrug,  cheek  resting  against  palm  as  she  peers  at  him.  “  that  depends.  are  you  offering  one  ?  ”  a  brow  arches,  unsuspecting  gaze  now  loaded  with  a  hint  of  curiosity.  

 ❛     does my mere EXISTENCE not suffice ? this face wasn’t made to withstand torture, tragically enough.       ❜   rather than brush her off, ted flashed a cheeky bright smile to further illustrate his point, thoroughly enjoying taking the piss out of the situation.  ❛     well i do know my way around the castle pretty well, depends on the  p r i c e you’re willing to pay.        ❜

Molly couldn’t help but feel guilty as Odette shrugged off her previous comment. “ I should’ve been listening,” She affirmed,  “my mind was just ELSEWHERE.” The ginger enjoyed spending time with Odette, the girl was one of her LONGEST friends and someone Molly held quite dear. “Merlin, you read my mind. I’d LOVE to go on a walk..” She nodded quickly, almost shovelling her books into her satchel.

❛  WOAH there, i’m not about to start policing your thoughts. it’s okay to be d i s t r a c t e d  .   ❜   odette held up her hands, pleading for her thoughts to stop heading in a negative direction. molly had that affliction, empathy beyond what odette could comprehend, even when they were kids. she had always been far more kind than the icy haired girl could ever be and that was undoubtedly the reason why they remained friends to this day, despite the changes she’d undergone and the pressure of the prewett’s situation.  ❛   come on then. we can talk or something. you must have a lot on your mind...   ❜  

“ right  ——  being  forced  to  spend  the  evening  with  my  family  AND  classmates  ?  sounds  like  my  own  personal  hell. ” between  her  mother’s  watchful  gaze  and  filch’s  hawk  eye,  it’s  unlikely  andromeda  could  escape  even  if  she  tried.

  ❛    maybe it is. pray tell, how is it that i got LUMPED into your personal torture fest. hardly seems fair.  ❜  teddy merely offered a sly grin, crossing his arms as he relaxed into the chair he was comfortably perched atop.   ❛     are you looking for an escape route or what ? ❜  

         。•  * ☪       ❛      you  say  that  with  such  confidence     ,    ❜      a  congenial  smile  graced  the  corners  of  her  mouth  as  she  slowly  lowered  her  hand  and  stepped  away     .    he  was  a  handsome  one    ,    ted  tonks     ,     though  her  mother  would  surely  bleach  her  hands  had  she  known  evie  had  so  readily  touched  his  dirtied  skin     .    despite  appearances     ,    the  young  beauty  never  shied  away  from  a  little  mud    .     ❛      it’s  a  shame      ,      i’ve  never  been  interested  in  the  redemption  of  men      .    you’ll  have  to  practice  your  sorrys  elsewhere     .     ❜    

❛   what can i say, i lack many things but CONFIDENCE i carry an abundance of.  it’s an affliction.      ❜   he couldn’t be phased by her dismissal, if he allowed himself to lament every shot missed, he’d feel the loss of every pretty girl that turned away from him. instead, he joyfully appreciated the way she still lingered around for the last say, inevitably leaving an open door through which he’d weasel his way into... eventually.  ❛   if not for redemption, than what would it take ? now i’m just curious.     ❜