i took the help i took the cash i would have taken your last name so if anyone on earth should get to make a call about this it would be me and as i see it you're a dick
( cis man | he/him | xavier dolan ) —— isn’t that DMITRY MOROZOV-YAXLEY? yeah that is them, outside the three broomsticks! they used to go to DURMSTRANG but apparently they now work as a LAWYER. sybill once said that they reminded her of bruised knuckles, sailing through fog, sleeping under your desk, and drinking directly from the coffee pot, which seems about right. anyway i’ve heard they’re still a bit INDECISIVE, EXHAUSTED and RECKLESS, they’re twenty-eight now but some things never change! i wonder how being a HALFBLOOD PUREBLOOD is affecting them after school, especially now they’re an ASSOCIATE with the order? i guess only time will tell… —— [ alek ]
the known:
dmitry morozov, half-blood partner at morozov & yaxley, came from russia semi-recently, has a v nice dog, minds his own business, dislikes proving any other details about his life.
“otto says he's fancy and has had a lot of dogs“ -- Vex
the rest of the story (tw death, cops, shitty dad, underage relationship):
once upon a time, in a place approximately 3 blocks away, corban yaxley took a liking to his personal assistant. nadzeya morozova didn’t think her boss was awful and, hey, society wife duties were pretty much what she was already doing. with a lot better of a paycheck.
they had a nice wedding, they had a kid, then corban decided she was too old and got a divorce.
nadzeya traded away a lot of what she could have taken to get full custody and went back to her native belarus. she had enough money to buy a house, to go back to school, and all was well.
SIKE. she died in a random accident, when a train went off the rails. her son, dmitry, was 12 years old. the british embassy was notified, and in turn notified corban yaxley-- who declined to take custody of his son.
you see, that weasel had another wife and she was already annoyed at the number of kids he had from previous marriages
so dmitry’s at durmstrang most of the year, foster families and group homes during the summer. no one was watching too closely, no one really noticed where he was wandering off to.
EXCEPT THE COPS. they don’t like it when you sell drugs. they don’t like it when you punch the officer that’s arresting you and try to make a run for it. that’s how you get sentenced to ten years when you’re seventeen.
but he didn’t actually end up being in prison for 10 years, because a lawyer named ivan volkov got it down to two and offered him an apprenticeship when he got out.
ivan’s got an ulterior motive though, because everyone’s always got an ulterior motive. by the time dmitry was 20, he was living in ivan’s flat. 22, had ivan’s name tattooed on his hip.
when dmitry was 25, he had a big case. the kind that ends up in newspapers. british newspapers. his grandparents on the yaxley side decide they do in fact want the kid back, now that he’s a nice respectable lawyer that can redeem the family name from his father’s disasters
problem is you can’t just agree to take custody of a 25-year-old. that’s an adult. adults are allowed to say no, so they have to bribe him. he gets a house, his own firm, a sailboat, a crash course towards being qualified in british wizarding law.
dmitry looked at his public defender salary and couldn’t say no. moved to london at 25 (leaving the 46-year-old boyfriend behind). passed the bar at 26.
practicing in the uk for 2 years now, thoroughly hates british pureblood society (and england in general), never actually manages to stay away from ivan, but at least he has a dog now?
misc.
he’s nearly deaf. no tragic accident or anything, no resentment over it, it’s just one of those things that happens sometimes. could hear as a kid, never well, and it just kept getting worse.
knows british sign language and russian sign language both, but more often reads lips and uses a combination of magic and his dog to know what’s going on.
native language is belarusian, but has spoken russian since kindergarten. learned english as a teenager.
loves boats, particularly sailboats. always trying to convince people to go sailing with him.
also loves sparring. particularly bare knuckle boxing. he’s fucking dumb.
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❝ things have to be calming down soon ? they’ve got to ❞ andromeda offered , words cutting through the silence but she remained seated where she had been the second she’d taken refuge in the abandoned shop . she wasn’t about to put her neck on the line . ❝ what’s even happening out there ? ❞
Dmitry sighed, still petting Lord Stair in an attempt to calm the dog down. Definitely just to calm Lord Stair, not at all because he was hating this just as much. “Logistically, it can’t go on forever. The DMLE only has so many officers; I don’t think they could keep this up more than a few hours. If I were you though, I’d be more worried about what they’ll do once they realise that.”
“ fuck , come here . ” in a strange turn of events , it seemed that irina’s first day off from work had blown up in her face . . . spectacularly . realistically , she knew that none of this was any of her business and she should just find a quiet place to let the storm pass over , but for all her aloof nature ? irina smirnova had her principles , and while she was not a healer now , she knew perfectly well how to do the job — she supposed making herself useful could come in handy . as she pulled the wix by the coat in all her five foot glory , she let out a tsk — eyes moving to scan the crown and voice clipped as she continued . " what happened ? need help ? "
Dmitry was not thrilled to have been grabbed, about to pull out his wand when he realised it was Irina. That was better, though he was still about to make some comment about appreciating a warning first when it occured to him she very likely had warned him. “We’re fine, just confused.” Lord Stair was practically velcro’d to his side, but he’d already checked to make sure the poor dog was just frightened and not injured. “Are you okay? Do you know how to get out of here?”
“Hold on, no, where did that come from?” Dmitry asked, though he had to wonder if he actually wanted to hear the answer. “I’d say put it down, but I don’t want it touching anything else in here.”
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“I’m the wrong person to ask-- I’m deaf, I had no idea there was a jukebox in here to begin with.” Dmitry laughed, hoping that would keep the other from doing some drawn-out awkward apology.
they were really were confused about this book , and dmitry was not helping . “ why would they know more about space than we do ? ” otto asked , tilting their head to the side . “ i thought all of that was fake ! muggles didn’t actually go to the moon right ? ” otto gave him a confused look . “ i thought it was science fiction , not science fact . ” they scrunched their nose and curled up closer to him , trying to keep their mouth visible . “ i don’t know how old this book is and i don’t know who those people are , but i called you cute and not old . please pay attention to my compliment . ”
“No, that really happened. The Americans have done it a half dozen times now-- I’ve got a couple books about the launches around here somewhere, but they’re in Russian.” Dmitry moved the papers he’d been working on to the nightstand, figuring the chance of him getting back to them tonight was rather small. “Sorry, I didn’t catch it the first time.” He had, but that excuse was what made lip reading worth the effort. “Lord Stair’s the one that’s cute, look at him all curled up.”
she eyed him carefully, not quite believing the innocence he was trying to project. what if alexey had brought his friend for backup, to try and sway kseniya or steal her away or — she let her imagination run wild. “than what are you doing here?” she was open to the idea she was overreacting but it was hard when it came to iya.
“What dp you think you’re getting at?” He was done keeping peace, letting his annoyance with the conversation fully show. “I don’t owe you my life story just because I’ve got an accent-- I live here because I live here. End of story.”
“guinness, you got it. grab some stool, get comfortable,” she said, patting the countertop in front of her, as if to demonstrate all of the empty spots he had to choose from. “does anyone ever really take care of themselves completely alone? I know I don’t,” she countered as she filled the pint for him, raising an eyebrow as she met his gaze. “that’s what friends and family are for, is it not? to be there when you need help?” still she shrugged as she set the stout down before the man. “beard is perfectly capable of looking after themself, but … okay, yes, maybe we check in a little more than usual because of the genius improvement projects, you caught me. but I maintain that that vacuum of theirs is brilliant, and i’m positive they’re gonna get it to stop attacking humans.”
Dmitry pulled up a stool, moving over slightly to be against the wall so that Lord Stair could settle down without worrying about his tail getting stepped on. “Some people do,” he pointed out, then picked up the pint and took a sip. “But I get your point. I’ve got a lot of siblings that’re over all the time, family dinners and stuff. It’s ” That sounded so normal, Merlin. He had to hope Mina didn’t know much about the Yaxley bullshit, much less his connection to it. “I worry more about the vacuum going after Goober than humans, but so long as they’re careful about keeping that weird little cat thing safe...”
he nodded, thinking his own significant other, or — well, whatever they were, was probably around here somewhere too. being that alice was younger than him, she might have an easier time fitting in with this crowd. “well, maybe we can find him, and we can all head out.”
“Eh, I don’t wanna mess with their good time. They know where to find me tomorrow, we can just head out.” Dmitry stood, calling Lord Stair back over from the group of young women that had been petting him. “You good, or do you need to find anyone?”
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otto was lounging in dmitry’s bed , a book propped up on their chest that they kept flipping back and forth between the pages trying to understand why muggles were afraid of certain things like what was in space . science fiction . this book wasn’t really how the world worked , yet otto didn’t understand why because it made sense . “ dmitry , i don’t understand why muggles think there are things in space that want to kill us ? ” they sat up suddenly . “ was this h.g. wells guy onto something ? ” they looked at dmitry confused . “ also you look cute today . ”
Dmitry barely caught the beginning of Otto’s sentence, shifting aside his papers and moving closer to understand them. “I suppose muggles probably know more about what’s up there than we do, yeah? They’ve sent up all those rockets.” He shrugged, never having paid much attention to space apart from the headlines about the launches. “I think that book’s a little old to be talking about that, though. I remember reading about Gagrin and Tereshkova and all them in school, and I’m not that old.”
he was going to make this difficult and she was already perturbed enough for one day. “the whole wide world and you chose right where kseniya is. strange…” she wasn’t going to beat around the bush about it.
“I think you’ve got that the wrong way round.” Dmitry kept his tone light, even as he was getting suspicious of the conversation. “I’ve been friends with Alexey Dolohov since we started school. Sure I know Kseniya Dolohova, she’s a good kid, but she’s more my sister’s age than mine.”
Ludo looked at the dog approaching him with a delighted look on his face. He had always liked dogs, animals in general, of course, but especially dogs. There wasn’t one animal that matched his energy than a golden retriever could. “Hello you,” he smiled, kneeling down to give the animal a pet, and another, and another again. “I’m their brother, yes,” his eyes narrowed. The question remained unasked for now, as he tried to make sense of who exactly he was speaking with. “So my brother’s not here and you decided to … wait in here? Who are you to them?”
Dmitry nodded, realising a moment too late he hadn’t actually introduced himself. Lord Stair seemed to have a positive opinion though, so it couldn’t be too bad. “Dmitry Mozorov, I’m.. a friend.” Had Otto told family about him? It seemed weird to assume. “It’s far from the first time I’ve been over, I didn’t think they’d mind.”
“no, no, I really don’t no,” he said, shaking his head – and he didn’t want to either, to be fair to jean-luc. “laying on a yacht, working on your tan? that’s fun, sure, i’ll give you that. actual sailing? no, that sounds like work, and that.. just.. no.” he held his finger up, like that was the end of it, and turned his back on dmitry once more, but as soon as his eyes hit the clothes again, he sighed (again). "of course boats. of course. and you don’t even want this to change do you, you’d love it if I just let you wear that ridiculous hat of yours and that … whatever it is you call an outfit,” he added, gesturing vaguely behind him – he couldn’t look again, no, he wasn’t ready for that. “but you can’t wear that where we’re going, because we’re not going on the water, so you either pick out a section of nice not work shirts in here that you like, or we’re going shopping.”
“It’s England. None of us will be getting a tan no matter what.” Dmitry laughed, though he did have to admit he might have a different attitude if he’d ever lived anywhere that had summers. “It’s kind of the same thing though, no? Working on a tan or working on getting muscle. You wouldn’t wear a speedo into a café and I wouldn’t wear that hat to work.” He would, in fact, wear that hat to work. “I swear I’m not lying-- I really don’t own any clothes you haven’t already seen. Is it really that bad?”
“You know, i’ve said similar a time or twelve myself – but like I said, it’s not my salty coffee, so, truthfully, its not something i’m really that concerned about.” besides, it was always too funny a scene to get riled up about, and no matter how many times it happened, it never really got old. but grandpa wasn’t getting any younger, either. “Are we doing this, or what? I have a story for you, and I need the caffeine.”
“For the best. Rosier’s a.. distant cousin of some kind, you wouldn’t want to get involved.” Dmitry laughed, only about half sure that was true. Probably was-- Moira’s or Oliver’s or Ziska’s distant cousin, if not his. He got up from his desk, signing for Lord Stair to sit before clipping on the dog’s leash. “I’ve got a feeling I’m not going to like that story, but sure.”
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“ of course you do. “ moira teased. “ i mean, he’s a good guy, yeah. went to school together but i haven’t seen much of him since. “ she reminiscenced. “ a mouse park.. what the fuck is wrong with that woman? “ it had been a while since she’s seen ziska, but it was a relief knowing that dmitry would always be there to take care of the girl. “ oh, sure, but i might be a bit late. got some work to do first – are you cooking? “ moira finished up what was left of her drink and decided she could do another one too. “ by the way, how’s the case going on?
“I’ve only met Ludo once or twice, but I am kind of dating his sibling.” Dmitry shrugged, not actually sure if Otto be that upset if Ludo’s team didn’t do well. Sports were a mystery to them. “I dunno, but at least Ziska’s got enough sense to stay away from weird mouse actors. The plan was to order takeout, but I feel like now I have to cook to prove something.” He knew how to cook, of course he did, but it was just so convenient to not now that he had the option. “Strangest thing-- someone wrote in a tip to look at Corban Yaxley, of all people.”
