#edgbns

Alex had officially been part of the Order for less than a week, but he’d lost no time familiarizing himself with what members he could. When he realized the scope of the loss among the ranks, the grief and destruction wrought, he’d gone into a three-day spiral of stress-baking. He couldn’t raise the dead, and he couldn’t go out and find the people who committed the horrible acts, but he could certainly fulfill a social role. 

For example: bring food and an attentive ear to the Order members who were most emotionally vulnerable at the moment. Goodness knew that his husband didn’t have the time or emotional bandwidth to put even more responsibility on his shoulders. 

He hefted the basket of food higher in his hands, and knocked on Edgar Bones’ door.

Despite the warning in the papers to all those that were distanced from their families, Alaric was still more worried about Pandora than he was himself. “I haven’t talked to any of my family since I’ve been disowned.” Not even Ari, and that one hurt, he couldn’t deny it. “I’ve thought about reaching out to Delilah, though. Delilah Carrow, I mean. I used to be engaged to her sister Gisela and I consider her a friend, but I doubt I’m the sort of person her husband wants her to be associating with these days.” Of course, he’d had that opinion even before leaving his family, to be fair. @edgbns

He was a familiar face in the bank, and the goblin waved him down toward the end where Karnoff sat. Karnoff had helped Dirk many times in the past few years. Stepping into line behind another wizard, Dirk was intending to just wait, but he realized the back of the head in front of him wasn’t an unfamiliar one.

“Edgar?” he asked, tapping him on the shoulder. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages. How are you?”

“Granted, I don’t know you, nor do I have the intention, but you have a pretty face, darling. And that’s it.” Lisbet set down her glass and leaned forward. “I think you’re too surface-level for me. Next.” 

Happy Birthday former roomie! I’m a bit disappointed that we weren’t able to throw a big duel party but well, I know that’s not your style anyways. I hope that this cardboard cutout of indie Edgar will be enough to make up for it and I’ll have you know, it is high coveted (I believe it is the last one Ted needs before he reaches Bingo). Have a great day and don’t think about how old we are!

Love,

Edgar.

Dirk smiled fondly as he read the note from Edgar. Until Edgar’s owl had swooped through the window, he’d honestly forgotten it was their birthday. He hadn’t been out much (or at all)--working in his guest room office instead of in Asher’s--so the date hadn’t been something he’d needed. Still, it was good to know he had friends to rely on as he pulled out some parchment to pen a reply.

OOC: oooh fun since they haven’t talked much, but were around the same age in school. Consider this AU since it assumes they dated at Hogwarts

Song: Supercut by Lorde @frcnked @jmespctters since he makes an appearance too.

Sirius lay on the couch in the common room, thinking about the night before. While he and Frank kept saying “one more time,” this kept happening. They’d run into each other alone in the Astronomy Tower or out by the lake, and things would happen. (Sirius would be lying if he said he wasn’t using the map to make sure they ran into each other a little more often.)

“This can’t continue,” Frank would say.

“I’m not looking for anything serious anyway,” he would reply.

Maybe he was.

“Oi!” James called as he flopped down onto Sirius’ legs on the couch.

He winced and drew them back in.

“You obviously got laid last night, so what’s with the sulky mood?”

Sirius just shrugged, images flashing through his mind of small kisses, of brushing Frank’s hair out of his eyes, of Frank pulling away before any clothing had even been lost.

# A song that reminds me of Marlene: Warsaw - Dessa 

“To break out you gotta give up the chaseTo make love you gotta take off the braceAnd we all leave it feeling half doneBest you can do is just put a hand upHope grace and good works in the end add upFind out when the pendulum hangs plumb” (x)#A song that reminds me of Moody: Beat the devil’s tattoo - by Black Rebel Motorcycle club 

“There is no peace here, war is never cheap dearLove will never meet here, it just gets sold for partsYou cannot fight it, all the world denies itOpen up your eyelids, let your demons run”  (x)

♭ A song that reminds me of Edgar: Empty Gold - Halsey 

“We're the underdogs, in this world aloneI'm a believer, got a fever running through my bonesWe're the alley cats and they can throw their soulsThey can break our hearts, they won't take our soulsIf the morning light don't steal our soulWe will walk away from empty gold (x) 

♭ A song that reminds me of Emma: Oh Glory - Panic! at the Disco 

“Lately, it seems likeEverybody's sick, everybody's dyingBuild myself a wall of unhappy heartsAnd only my heart knows my head is lying, lyingOh glory, I think I see you 'round the bendAnd I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the endOh glory“ (x) 

♭ A song that reminds me of Frank: Love; not Wrong (Brave) by EDEN