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“Why are you wearing that?”
“Because it’s a party, Dorcas,” Gilderoy said with a laugh that made him sound just as intoxicated as he was, snapping a hat of similar randomized colors onto her head. “Party hats are always cool for parties.”
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“Hm? Oh I’m not sure, but ask Dorcas, she knows ...Because she’s Dorcas. Seriously, if you go into this study period with only one thing down pat, let it be that Dorcas knows. You’re welcome, by the way, I just saved you about four hours of digging through that bone dry herbology textbook.”
✎
“Plagued by more work than fun.”
SEND ✎ FOR A SIX WORD STORY WRITTEN ABOUT YOUR MUSE BY MINE.
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“Just because I talk shit about Dorcas doesn’t mean you can, asshole.”
(Dream symbol)
★:a dream about your muse
Dim lighting, sitting atop of a table - legs crossed and books on their laps and parchment surrounding them, paper doves floating and flying above their heads and to their sides. She was talking, but she wasn’t sure what she spoke - was she speaking at all? Now she was laughing, the other girl shook her head and then it was all pitch black.
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✉ {HURT MY FEELINGS. DO IT.}
unsent [ text: miss meadowes ]: I wanted it to be you. Back when my family didn’t hate me, I wanted you to be the one I had to marry.
unsent [ text: miss meadowes ]: I know you don’t do it on purpose but damn, you make me feel so stupid.
unsent [ text: miss meadowes ]: Did I ever told you I wanted to kiss you?
unsent [ text: miss meadowes ]: You know you don’t have to try that hard, right? You are already awesome.
unsent [ text: miss meadowes ]: Merlin’s sake, Meadows! Get a fucking life outside of the classroom!
sent [ text: miss meadowes ]: In the name of everything holy, pls tell me you can help me out with potions.
[text] What’s with you and all the smiley faces?
[text ✉️ to dorcas] :) :)
[text ✉️ to dorcas] :)
[text ✉️ to dorcas] I just really like smiley faces since they kinda reflect what i look like at all moments of the day
☆ ☽
☆ : for a drunken voicemail
“Yo, Meadowes...Meadowes...MEADOWES!” Sirius yelled into the phone, loud music and laughter in the background. “Why not answering your phone, girl? It’s Saturday night! Stop studying and just come join da parteh!” Sirius laughed and a bunch of voices yelled ‘Wohoo!’ excitedly. “Seriously, Dorcas...It’s not going to kill you to come, I promise. Scout’s honour!” In the background, James Potter yelled You were never a boy scout, Padfoot. “I’m trying to convince her to come, if you have a better tactic...” And the call ended.
☽: for the final voicemail ever received (think death, etc)
“Hey, Dorcas? I know you’re probably busy with everything that’s happening and I...I’ve been busy too but....” He took a deep breath, tried to get his thoughts in order. “Look, do you want to hang out? It won’t be a loud party or anything like that. Just you and me...Coffee? It’ll be nice. I’ll behave and everything. Just...Call me back and we’ll figure something out, yeah?”
