#iindecorous

There was a part of Eris that just wanted her home back, but she knew the importance of having a safe place for everyone to meet at- especially her old potions teacher. She didn’t ask her father too many details when she learned Severus was also part of the Order, she just knew if he was found out it wouldn’t be good for anyone. 

A sharp nudge in the ribs from Remus pulled the young witch out of her thoughts, eyes glancing from Severus then to Dumbledore’s retreating back before settling back on the werewolf in annoyance but relented with a sigh, and a mumbled good-bye, waiting until she heard the final apparition pop to turn her attention back onto her old professor. 

acts of dominance mh yes

His hair was black and her dress was white -- it was only fitting that the smoke that came out of her lips was grey.

"If I'm being honest, I'm feeling... absurd opposites right now. This seems like the definition of an oxymoron", she said, as she turned around so her body would rest on the balcony, "You shouldn't be here, yet here you are. And here I am, not kicking you out. You're the last person that should be on my mind, yet I called your name when I woke up this morning. I hate that you're here-- and at the same time, it feels like it was meant to be. I discarded you from my life, and I'm here now thinking maybe you were the missing piece to make this day perfect."

Her dress made soft noises as it grazed the floor, so soft anyone could hear the paper of the cigarette burning when she took a draught-- that, and the jewlery on her ears and neck, in perfect sync with the hairdo made with flowers. Lily turned to stare at him directly, letting out smoke escape from her painted lips.

SHIT  .  

he  hadn’t  been  expecting  anyone  to  be  in  the  kitchen  .  let  alone  grab  him  .  sirius  wasn’t  speaking  to  him  since  their  argument  earlier  that  month  &&  only  merlin  knew  where  about  his  old  friend  was  within  the  house  .  &&  shit  ,  remus  didn’t  even  know  if  sirius  was  really  CONCNERNED  about  the  full  moon  in  a  few  days  .  no  doubt  the  other  had  lost  track  since  his  days  in  azkaban  &&  his  time  on  the  run  .  remus  had  hunched  over  himself  ,  breathing  hard  as  a  SUDDEN  ,  but  not  unexpected  wave  of  pain  hit  him  ,  causing  him  to  lose  his  balance  .

“  SEVERUS  ?  ”  he  glanced  up  ,  &&  breathed  hard  before  trying  to  stand  again  ,  stomach  churning  inside  &&  not  sure  if  he  could  stay  standing  for  much  longer  .  “  oh  shit  ,  shit  ---  ”

@iindecorous

“  morning  severus  ,  ”  remus  said  lightly  ,  lifting  his  hand  away  from  his  leg  .  not  wishing  the  other  to  see  .  “  i  trust  you’re  well  ?  ”  he  asked  pleasantly  .   

@iindecorous​ asked: 🤒 

-----   𝕴𝖙   𝖎𝖘   𝖓𝖔𝖙   𝖙𝖍𝖊   𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙   𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊   𝖍𝖊   𝖍𝖆𝖘   𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓   𝖆   𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖇.   quidditch   is   a   harsh   game   after   all.   his   leg   turned   nearly   backward   in   its   socket.   it’s   taken   several   pain   potions   to   even   get   him   laying   comfortably   on   the   cot.   when   his   leg   is   reset,   he   lets   out   a   howl   that   echoes   through   the   room.   and   now,   he   rests   on   strict   orders.   there   is   concern   that   he   is   concussed   from   the   fall.   he   had   never   seen   a   hufflepuff   beater   do   such   risky   maneuvers   before   but   their   aggressive   strategy   worked   in   taking   lucius   out   for   the   next   few   games.   “   you’re   the   only   one   that’s   bothered   visiting   me   .   .   .   besides   andromeda,   “   lucius   moans,   closing   his   eyes.   “   don’t   tell   me   the   whole   of   slytherin   hates   me   after   that   dumb   mistake   ??   i   cost   them   the   game.   “

[ SUPPORT ] : following a massive emotional blow, sender takes receiver’s hand and holds it in an effort to provide emotional support.;; --- From HERE ;;

S-Severus?

Lucius’s tear streaked face snapped up, upon feeling the other man’s hand with his own. He couldn’t help but feel utter gratitude as he felt what felt like radiating warmth from the touch-- 

His eyes could barely find Severus’s, his hair in the way sort of, but also because of his lost strength in that very moment. His eyes easily had a huge stark contrast from his usual composed look-- He really HATED  being vulnerable, but his friend was his friend. One of the only people in his entire life who he could truly, truly count on. 

He squeezed the other’s hand tighter. 

‘‘T-Thank you..” He muttered, almost flinching at hearing his own voice at how utterly broken he had sounded. 

"Well, I can't fault you. We're not exactly the best of friends. Or friends at all." Understandable that sharing something intimate or vulnerable would be difficult for either of them. Already having small talk without angering each other was a task after all. "For what it's worth, my lips are sealed."