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He looked at her with a rather impressed look in his eyes. “I’d love to see some of those drawings once in a while. If you want to show me, that is.” He added the last part quickly. Art was a personal thing. Gideon wasn’t gifted in that part, but he still knew that. If she didn’t want to show him that part of her, it would be alright for him. 

They finally reached the steps to the Owlery. It’d rained that day, the water having made the stone steps slippery. “If we find them here again, I’d love to know what it is about this place that these cats like this much.”

alecto barely showed someone her creations and it wasn’t because they were not good because she proudly could say they were, it was just that it had only brought pain to her in the past and they were personal-so why try? but, when he asked; she couldn’t help herself but turn towards him as she walks up the stairs, barely paying attention to them and nods. ‘ sure, i guess i can show you something.’

“I was more wondering just in general what made you think it was me. I didn’t know I needed to deny it.” Sebastian shrugged.

 “What’s there to acknowledge?” he asked, between another crunch of the apple. “You’re here. I’m here. I sit over there, normally, you sit over here, normally. Except when you don’t and except when I don’t.” One more apple bite for emphasis - he really thought he sounded profound as shit. “It’s a two way street, you could try too.” When did they get so fucked? It certainly wasn’t his fault. 

Gideon had been so inside his own head after he’d left the hospital wing that he wasn’t aware where his feet had taken him. He’d thought he’d be wandering to the Gryffindor common room out of instinct and instead had ended up in front of the Ravenclaw one. And there was only one possible reason why. 

Indecisively, Gideon lingered. He didn’t want to bother Alecto with something she probably didn’t even care about. Mary, or his emotional wreck of a person. A few people passed by him and gave him a few weird looks before entering their own common room. 

And not two minutes later, Alecto suddenly appeared at the door. He felt like he suddenly couldn’t breathe. He felt torn in two and the only person that could help him looked at him with forced restraint. “I- I just need…” he took a deep breath. “I don’t want to bother you, I promise. If you tell me to get lost, I will.” He clenched his eyes shut and his head fell forward. “I just need someone.” You. I need you. 

Alecto had heard about Mary earlier that day and she knew the two were close, so her mind wandered if he was okay- she wandered if she should check up on him. But, she didn’t- because she never did that, she never checked on someone to see if their feelings were okay, never thought of it- but, somewhat, she wanted to do that for him. at his words, her expression softens and she finds herself moving closer to him and quickly wrapping an arm around him. then she realised he could barely breath.’ shit, gideon, take big breaths for me, yeah?’ she sounded a bit panicked then.

‘let’s go seat down, yeah? i’ll stay with you.’ she speaks softer this time and she leads the two of them, considering his eyes were closed still she made sure she led him safely towards the bench in front of the common room. she seats him first and then she seats by his side, her arm still wrapped around him. she really didn’t know what to do to be affectionate, but she hold him because it seemed like this is what he needed.

‘big breaths, okay?’ she repeated once again. ‘you’re not bothering me. i am here. i don’t know what you need me to do, but i am here.’

“You draw?” Gideon looked at her curiously, eyebrows slightly risen. “What do you draw? Are you someone who draws people, or landscapes, or animals, or plants, or…. What do you draw?”

“What makes you think I hurt her?” Sebastian asked. True, he wasn’t exactly hiding his good mood very well. But he could just be happy because something exciting had finally happened in this damn place.

Amycus reached up and shook a hand through his hair, as if to prove a point that it was in fact not greasy. “Letter.” he answered simply, shooting her a quick glare for using that awful nickname as he took a bite of the new apple she had presented him. Much better. “Can’t I just enjoy breakfast with my sister, Ally?”

“Maybe, you should concern yourself more with why my initial reaction was to assume you would annoy me.” He suggested with annoyance layered in his voice, “I’m not exactly in the mood to banter back and forth, either.” 

Mack was sat in a corner of the library on a windowsill, his back pressed against a window and his feet up on the edge of a chair in front of him. He was listlessly flicking through his defense against dark arts textbook, but not quite paying attention to the words. Mack’s eyes flicked up as the chair was pulled away from his feet that hit the floor with a dull thud. “Yes?” The boy drawled, eyebrows arching in question.

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‘no.’ she replies to him as she reaches for a tissue in her pocket which she uses to dust the part his shoes were on and then takes a place on the chair as she places her books down. she sighs to herself as she opens a book and searches through it. ‘ this was the only corner with not more than one student in it, don’t get too excited that i am here. are you doing your essay?’ she had seen the textbook he was reading before and she had opened the same one just to be able to do her stupid homework.

That was true, Roz clearly hadn’t confessed her feeling for Marlene, despite practically everyone else knowing them. “Fair enough.” She said with a small smile. “Well, if you really care about this person, or are starting to, you shouldn’t let being on a different side of things come between you.” She was attempting to figure it out in her head. Someone that would be considered not who Alecto would normally fall for and someone one of her darker friends used to be connected with. And someone with a cat. “I think that’s cute. Your cats -” She paused, a name finally coming into her head, “Gideon Prewett?!”

“You never know. People might get suspicious why I don’t do more.” 

Gideon smiled at her and shrugged. “Hey, no problem. It’s my cat too, after all. I’m not just going to let you look on your own.” They descended the stairs from the Gryffindor Tower in silence for a few moments. “What’s up with you, then? Anything excited happen lately?”

‘Weird why people would ask me of all people about that, but sure.’

He snorted at her remarks. She was right, obviously, she was always right and that was part of what was so fucking infuriating about being her twin - but it was also his favorite part about being her twin. Families were complicated, weren’t they? “Some trophy you would be. Not nearly shiny enough.” Amycus didn’t bother looking at her as he searched through the fruit basket for a new apple. He certainly had his own betrothal to look forward to at some point, but that was a problem for the Amycus of the future. The Amycus of the now wanted to bother Alecto and eat an apple that wasn’t fucking bruised - not necessarily in that order. 

‘Oh yeah because you have such a better hair routine than I do which makes your hair look like a whole plate of grease.’ Alecto rolled her eyes and then watched him look for an apple; she looked to a side where she had already picked one earlier and then picked it up and slowly hit him in the head with it to bring his attention back to her before placing it before him so he can eat it.’So tell me, Amy- was your visit just the letter or are you here to bother me more than needed?’

“Do I need a reason to be happy?” He asked, head tilting to the side slightly as she smiled over at Alecto. He should maybe try and tone it down a little but, he honestly didn’t care that much. “It can happen every now and again you know.” He chuckled. 

Amycus clicked his tongue against his teeth twice, as if to say nailed it. He took another bite of the apple - this part was bruised, and he made a face as he set it down on the table. “I’m just fucking with you. Don’t say things that aren’t true.” 

“No.” he answered, an eyebrow raised. He didn’t think Alecto was so eager to hear about any marriage prospects their parents had in mind. “Why? Should I write back, let her know you’re basically begging to get engaged?” Another crunch of his apple; he shrugged one shoulder, “Welcome.” 

Paris rolled his eyes. He was rather proud of his hair, even if he’d never admit it to anyone. “So witty.” He sat back in his chair and closed his book, dust fluttering up into the air. “I couldn’t care less what people think, but I don’t appreciate being accused of something so careless. Leaving the girl to be found and to speak of who tortured her? I’d be far less sloppy.”

Scanning the table for anything worth eating, Amycus settled on an apple, taking a large bite before taking the letter back. He unceremoniously ripped the envelope open, reading the letter and snorting out a short laugh once he got to the end. “Same shit, new letter. Uncle Alphonse got a promotion, we got a new house elf - dunno what the fuck happened to the old one - and we shouldn’t forget to keep our grades up.” he dropped the letter back on the table, taking another bite of his apple, “That was worth a walk over here.”

she nods through his words and continues to play with her food silently until she bites the inside of her cheek as thoughts run through her mind. ‘ so, nothing about marriages?’ she asks casually as she finally lifts her head up to look at him and see his reaction. there was a time when she would have cared more about his reaction, but it felt like being home whenever she was around him now. ‘so considerate, dear brother, thank you.’