oh, rats

“can ya’ skip to the part where i’m supposed to give a shit because transfiguration is really kicking me in the ass and i’m CLEARLY not great at multitasking–”

“well i was trying to explain transfiguration to you but i can see when i’m not wanted.”

❛ so i missed the train and took a week or two to myself, studies show an intensive self care routine is BENEFICIAL for mental health as well as your skin. so by missing school, i was really tending to my overall health and isn’t that just a t a d more important? ❜

“how the hell did you manage to miss the train? — oh, it wasn’t an accident.  right?  interesting.  i’m sure mcgonagall and the others are gonna love your excuse, though.”

              ❛     Just     .  .  .     for  the  sake  of  full  disclosure     -                  i  know  you’re  standing  there      ,     and  I  see  you  staring  at  me     .     ❜ 

“it’s because your hair looks like shit today.  i mean, do you own a mirror?  or a hat, maybe?”

                           ❛ i dunno ? i mean… i would guess so ? sounds accurate enough to me, ❜ ted said, laughing along with the gryffindor. 

“i mean, it’s only fitting.  right?”

                         ❛ nothing fancy, just some firewhiskey i found in the common room. ❜ she took a pause to carefully study the bottle before handing it over to the gryffindor. ❛ it’s a nice night out tonight.  it’s a shame i’m no good at astronomy. the stars are really pretty, you know. ❜ the sky was a clear one on this night, and with everything being so quiet it almost gave the illusion of being peaceful. it wasn’t, though. that was just the reality of the situation.

“you just found it in the common room?”  what the hell was going on over in hufflepuff?  grabbing the bottle, pete took a big swig and handed it back.  “i was always shit at astronomy.  but yeah.  there’s definitely . . .  dunno, some constellation up there.”

                       ever since coming back her mind had been reeling over the recent deaths. they were so soon after her own brother’s demise, she felt as if the same thing was happening all over again. it was all hestia could think about now as she sat on the astronomy tower, drink in hand. she hadn’t expected anyone else to be joining her, yet she didn’t seem all that surprised either. ❛ care to join me ?  it’s pretty dull drinking by myself. ❜

pete pretended to give it some thought before he sat down next to hestia.  “ah, you drive a hard bargain.  who am i to say no?”  he’d come up to smoke, which had gone from a fun social thing to a habit he was having a harder time kicking.  but drinking sounded fun, too.  “whatcha got?”

❝ remember when this spot used to dazzle us? render the entire student body speechless. ❞ the brunette glanced upwards, surveying the grandeur of the great hall with sullen eyes, not aware of those beside her but rather voicing her thoughts aloud carelessly. ❝ can’t help but wonder when it lost it’s charm. perhaps when blood began to spill at the hand of individuals that once roamed these halls. ❞

“oof.  gettin’ real dark right off the bat, huh?”  he smirked, although it felt mildly inappropriate given the topic at hand.  “you’re not wrong, though.  kinda hard to believe this is the safest place for us after all, y’know?  and if it is, then what does that say about the rest of the world?”

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[ peter → rita ] : meet me in the empty potions classroom in twenty[ peter → rita ] : oh my god do not meet me in the empty potions classroom in twenty

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[ peter → rita ] : hey just uh. if you ever felt like doing more investigating and you want a partner??? let me know

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[ peter → lily, drafted ] : if you’re on rounds tonight heads up i’m doing something stupid

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[ peter → lily ] : mcgonagall was talking kinda weird earlier and i think she knows about my show but she’s... not mad???????? idk. i’ll take it!!!!

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[ peter → mary ] : mrjdus inst aw ofl w hat at eu tkakin boyt

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[ peter → mary ] : have you talked to remus recently?

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[ peter → kitty ] : thanks for the stash of chocolate frogs ilysm

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[ peter → kitty ] : you’re coming back, right?[ peter → kitty ] : i just. wanted to make sure i was gonna see you again.[ peter → kitty ] : merlin that sounds ominous but.

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  focus just wasn’t coming to the blonde as she sat on the hogwart’s grounds with a potions book in lap. try as she might, her thoughts kept wandering to the news that had been circling around the castle. another muggle family killed. something that only served to intensify the girl’s worries for her own family. with a frustrated sigh, she ran her hands through her hair before she grabbed the edge of the book and tossed it away from her with some dramatic flair. “ this is pointless. “ she groaned.

“you’re right.  homework is pointless.”  he was lying next to her, cold but unwilling to move from his position.  they hadn’t even been back a week and his motivation was already nonexistent.  pete raised his hands defensively, in case the book came toward him.  “let’s revolt.  no more essays.”

                        ❛ might want to be careful going down that hallway there. peeves has been up to his usual tricks, despite everything going on. it’s like a swamp down there… literally. ❜

“if you slip and fall in a swamp, does that mean you have literal swamp ass?”

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[ peter → victoria ] : victoria’s looking for you and she does NOT look happy[ peter → victoria ] : oh fuck

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                The  young  witch  hadn’t  been  paying  attention     ,     absently  chewing  at  her  thumbnail  as  she  studied  the  contents  of  the  article                      it  was  a  nasty     ,    albeit  uncontrollable  habit  she’d  developed  over  the  years    .     Her  normally  brightened  hues  turned  dull     ,     unaware  of  the  body  that  sat  across  from  her      .       ❛       .  .  .     Jesus     !    ❜      She  jumped  when  she  finally  noticed  them     ,    her  hand  pressed  firmly  against  her  chest  in  shock    .       ❛      You  a  fuckin’  ghost  now     ,      or  what     ?     ❜

“and i thought you were the one who was good at sneaking around.”  he glanced over, immediately taking note of the prophet in her hands.  pete’s stomach dropped every time he heard talk about it.  what a fucked world they lived in.  “guess i must be picking something up from you.  go figure.”