#&beatrice

"If you could, you would be someone else."

Embora não fosse uma pessoa de tramar planos para tirar a paz de terceiros, essa regra pessoal não se aplicava quando o time de basquete estava envolvido. Veja bem, Malu já precisava disputar os holofotes com o time de hóquei masculino; ter que aguentar o time feminino de basquete era além de sua capacidade. ” tell me again why this is such a bad idea. " pediu em voz baixa para @bearussos. "Eu vi quem jogou o urso aqui, a gente pega ele e vamos na ADG colocar ele na cama dela. Jennifer vai achar que o urso está assombrando ela." repetiu o plano mais uma vez para a garota. "É uma boa ideia, Bea, admita. Ela é chata, não é? Só vamos dar... Uma lição."

name: beatrice haywood gender & pronouns: UTP house: hufflepuff blood status: halfblood extra curricular: UTP fc suggestions: ariela barer, amanda arcuri, bea miller role: open

toothy grins. warm magnetism. magically colored hair, a different hue every week. a goth phase that you like to think you’ve grown out of. changing the subject whenever your family is brought up --- you’re not ashamed of your past, but the pain of reliving it can be too much sometimes. taking the love that you missed in your childhood and feeding it into the world. always a shoulder to cry on. standing up for your housemates when they’re picked on, perhaps more fiercely than necessary. a signed puddlemere united poster above your bed. self-righteous tendencies. you always have to play the martyr, don’t you?

natsumi suzuki & madeline ormskirk → the three of you have been a posse since second year, giggling in corridors and whispering secrets beneath pillow forts in your dormitory. natsumi and madeline have both had a rough time in life, just like you, and there’s a sympathetic understanding between you that couldn’t be replicated with anyone else. you wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize what you have with them --- but these past couple years it’s been getting more difficult, as the longing stares and charged moments between you and natsumi grow harder to ignore.

gideon scalby → it already felt like a dream to be able to intern in the department of magical games and sports this summer, but when you met gideon’s mother, bertha jorkins, that dream was made even better. she was kind and looked out for you, a calming presence at a job where you often felt nervous. naturally, you were torn up when she went missing --- and you imagined it was nothing compared to how gideon felt. you approached them one day at the end of the summer to offer your sympathies, and that blossomed into a supportive friendship. gideon needs a rock, and that’s exactly what you’re good at.