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GRYFFINDORS TROUBLESOME TRIO * @crdane  &  @creunxce  &  @cralecc​

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      “what’s wrong, can’t find someone willing to kiss you?” eunice teases, waving her wand to align the red plastic cups on the table. preparing for the afterparty is some sort of hell. even if she is lucky to have the rest of the crew help her. still, with the way eunice liked to have things—that is, to utmost perfection—she had made it harder than necessary.

      of course, it helps to have help. company.       even if present company wasn’t the slightest bit helpful.

     “don’t know how you’d live with yourself though, starting off the new year with on such a high.” her lips quirk, making her way over. “but sure, i don’t have a date.” a casual shrug. “as long as you’re not shit-faced by midnight, come find me.”

Emoji Headcanons

👽  –– Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe there could be life on other planets, no matter how small?

   “Aliens,” he let the word hang as he subtly puffed his cheeks in thought. It wasn’t one of the things he dwelt on about the most. Truth to be told, he never so much spared it a thought beyond how “E.T” was an entertaining movie and how “Alien” was even more - not that the same could be said about its sequels, in his opinion at least, there was just something special about the older movies. 

from here (open)

🏨  : how well does your muse sleep?

What is your muse’s opinion about flower crowns? ☽

[ sms ✉ ⚊ eagle #2 ] : omw [ sms ✉ ⚊ eagle #2 ] : are the boxes all closed? [ sms ✉ ⚊ eagle #2 ] : nothing is rigged? [ sms ✉ ⚊ eagle #2 ] : if it’s rigged i will throw HANDS

     Dane constantly worked to get on Willow’s last nerve. It seemed like these days, he every word he spoke was to get a reaction out of her. Thanks to her lack of any sort of actual patience, it worked nearly every time. “As I said, Mr. Kim, if you are not paying attention to the pronunciation of spells or the proper wand movements, Transfiguration magic can be disastrous, even to the most experienced witches and wizards.” She moved her eyes from him in the class and began to speak again, before some other remark caused her to close her mouth and look over at him. He was laughing. “Mr. Kim, I must ask you to be silent so that the rest of the class can learn.” And then, seconds later, he was responding and pushing himself up out of the chair.

     Once again, he was walking out of class. “Due to your behavior, Mr. Kim, you will have detention again with me tomorrow night!” She called after him just before the door shut. Never in her life had she had an upperclassman get detention as much as Dane had. He was infuriating. However, she also secretly admired his spirit. There had been more than one instance she had defended him to other teachers. He was intelligent and really a good kid, he just didn’t care if he got in trouble or not.

a soft storm had blown in off of the coast. moving silently it had left the castle and it’s surrounding grounds covered completely in a deep dusting of white. it was still coming down, with no breeze it continued to just slowly fall in front of his eyes. he collapses on one of the stone benches, hissing softly under his breath at ice cold feeling that leaves his legs tingling. he burrows deeply down into the heavy fabric of his favorite scarf, eyes tracking the snowfall. homesickness grows in his chest like a slow blooming flower and he bites on his bottom lip, refusing to think about his mother and their tiny london apartment.