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TED !
❛ when is it acceptable to take a drink.. how disrespectful is that like a close six? seven? ❜
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“In defence of myself, I’m usually not this scatterbrained. Surely, you know that by know though. It won’t happen again.” Bellatrix swiftly handed the person in front of her their own textbook, a name that was not her own clearly inscribed on the inner fold, not wishing to dwell on her mistake. She nodded to her own property, ready to simply take it and be on her way.
“I suppose you didn’t notice either considering you’ve been carrying mine around too.”
maxine !
❝ whoever thought funerals were tolerable without alcohol was sorely mistaken. i wasn’t even close to the deceased and i definitely need a stiff one. care for anything? my treat. ❞
“ --- so does anyone know where the aurors that are staying on campus are, y’know, staying? do you think dumbledore’s making them all room together in a dorm, with the matching four posters and everything? “ evan flashed a grin across the table, reaching over for the pitcher of coffee. “ that would give a real unfortunate sleepover vibe to the investigation. “
❛ hm ? oh sorry - i’m a bit busy right now, did you need something ? ❜ swapping her gaze between the parchment she was scratching at and the person who had been trying to say something to her for god knows how long, lily tried as best she could to gather her thoughts. ❛ if it’s urgent, or has anything to do with ms pendergrass’ disappearance i recommend finding the headmaster. i’m afraid that is all out of my hands. ❜
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hogwarts was quiet lately, students seemed to be holding their breath until further news of corinne’s disappearance. the aurors lurking around school didn’t relax things further. and, if that wasn’t enough, quidditch practice would be starting up again soon as well as the thick of course examinations. caradoc, for once, had no time to thing of issues that were not his very own. so, when another classmate sat right in front of him at the library table he’d so carefully chosen for a saturday of study, a sharp tone of voice couldn’t be avoided.
“uh, excuse me? you’re sort of in my space here. can I help you with something?” rhetorical of course, but what else could be said without demanding the other person to leave?
not that he ever thought it would be easy, but balancing his head boy duties on top of quidditch and all his newt classes was proving to be more challenging than james had realized. and given that he was too much of a social creature to give that up, sleep was the obvious sacrifice. which is what led to him leaning against a suit of armor while he was doing his rounds. james wasn’t sleeping on the job; no, he was just resting his eyes. but when he opened them again, he saw someone approaching. “hello?” nice one, potter. with a quick lumos under his breath, his wand lit up the hallway. “you shouldn’t be out this late, y’know.”
“aw — shite!” he yelled, perhaps a little too loudly. but he’d fallen for the oldest trick in the book. poor james hadn’t thought anything of it when someone asked him to hold their drink for him, but when he tried to set it down, he found it was charmed to his hand. and when he tried to set his own down, it was similarly stuck. he’d heard one of the muggle-born kids from hufflepuff call it ‘edward fortyhands’ earlier. “i don’t know who edward is but i’m gonna give him a piece o’ my mind.” pouting, he lifted his own bottle up once more to take another swig.
