#youngmacdonald

“I hope you don’t mind a little bit of proximity.” Florence said with a small laugh. Out of everyone it could’ve been, she was glad it was Greta; at least, she always enjoyed her company. And if they were stuck in there for a while, at least she knew they probably wouldn’t run out of subjects to talk about. “But we might want to get out of here, before it gets too uncomfortable.” Not too mention, two people in a broom closet? This was just meant to grow too warm to be comfortable.

Quite frankly, Gilderoy had no idea who or what had forced him in that broom closet. However, as he turned around to find Mary in there with him, he couldn’t help but to entertain the idea this was all her plan. A light smirk played on his lips as he non chalantly leaned against one of the shelves. “Couldn’t stay away from me, MacDonald?” He let out, the smirk not once fading from his face. “But I’m sure there would’ve been other hiding places where your boyfriend wouldn’t have found us.”

Ask Stefan, Sirius, Hugo & Blaise

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

He wishes the two of them could chill in a hot tub without Phin freaking out about people thinking they were gay. But one cannot have everything. ( x )

Ask Stefan, Sirius, Hugo & Blaise

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

He wishes they could go back in time and fix the mistakes that were made but it’s too late now. 

Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

It had been a moment now, but Sturgis was still on a little cloud from the moment Remus first kissed him a few weeks ago. And if anything, making it official just made him feel even better. He never thought that would even happen, and now the two of them were in his dorm, in his bed even, and that was more than he could’ve asked. Although when Remus got up, a small frown appeared on his face, and it wasn’t long until he was on his feet as well. Quickly, he made his way to the other, pressing his lips against his as he slowly pushed him towards the nearest wall. “Where do you think you’re going?” He whispered against the other’s lips, only pulling away slightly to look at him.

Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

She couldn’t blame him for wanting to leave. None of their conversations were exactly enjoyable now. And she knew she should just let him leave, but before she knew it, she slipped between him and the door, pressing her back against the latter until it was fully closed. Slowly, her eyes moved up until she met his, stopping for a brief moment on his lips. “Please, don’t go.” She whispered. “I’m sorry, I really am. I just… I can’t be alone right now.” She admitted before biting her lower lip. She’d bottled up everything - about him, about Imogen - and it was slowly eating her alive. All she knew was that it had to come out soon, and she couldn’t be alone when it did.