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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ тнere'ѕ no one lιĸe yoυ
ι can'т waιт ғor тнe nιgнтѕ wιтн yoυ
ι ιмagιne тнe тнιngѕ we'll do
ι jυѕт wanт тo вe loved вy yoυ═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceCallum grinned at his newly-wedded wife and returned her embrace, leaning away to bark out a laugh. "Pretty sure people usually eat dinner before they do the cake, baby," he teased, leaning in and kissing the tip of her nose. "But hell, if you wanna skip right to cake, I'm sure we can. Might piss the catering people off, though." Not that he actually cared so much about pissing anybody off. It was his wedding day, and hers, and theirs, and wasn't the whole point that it was about them? If Kait wanted cake, she'd get cake.
spaceRight now, though, what he wanted was to get off his feet. "If we're doing this, I wanna do it fast," he tacked on. "I want a chair. These bones aren't as young as they used to be. And you're in heels." If this was closer to when they'd first met, he might've literally swept her off her feet to carry her to the bridal table. Younger him hadn't been so big on romantic gestures, though, so who knew. He would've been capable, is the point. As it was, he placed his hand at the small of her back, leading her in the right direction. The cake was right next to it, thankfully, so if that's what she wanted to do she could walk that way instead of right to the chairs.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ gιrl, тнere are really no wordѕ ѕтrong enoυgн
тo deѕcrιвe all мy longιng ғor love
ι don'т wanт мy ғeelιngѕ reѕтraιned
oн вaвe, ι jυѕт need yoυ lιĸe never вeғore
ι jυѕт ιмagιne yoυ'd coмe тнroυgн тнιѕ door
yoυ'd тaĸe all мy ѕorrow away═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Park - Wedding Reception
wнen - Spring
wιтн - Kait
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2020 6:44 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ тнιѕ ιѕ нow ιт worĸѕ, yoυ're yoυng υnтιl yoυ're noт
yoυ love υnтιl yoυ don'т, yoυ тry υnтιl yoυ can'т
yoυ laυgн υnтιl yoυ cry, yoυ cry υnтιl yoυ laυgн
and everyone мυѕт вreaтнe υnтιl тнeιr dyιng вreaтн═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceRoland's eyes were narrowed and his mouth turned in a frown before he even looked in the direction his friend had indicated. He lightly backhanded Lucas' arm, rolling his eyes at him. "You do remember who I live with, right?" he said with a snort. "No comment. Pretty sure if I indicate I've noticed a girl's... anything, my sister or Vio will appear in a puff of smoke to smack me upside my bloody head." Then, after a pause, he quietly added, "Not half bad, though." And winked. Or, tried to, but it always came off weird when he did it. Roland was not exactly what one would call smooth.
spaceWhere Lucas got the confidence to openly look at girls like that, he had no idea. Roland felt weird talking to a girl about anything that wasn't their group assignment in class, or quidditch. And quidditch was only specifically when he was at practices, talking to the girls on his team. Roland could feel his cheeks heating just with one little comment on a girl's chest, he never would've said something out loud without prompting. "Maybe you should talk to her," he half-joked. Roland had no idea how old the girl was, of course, but he was pretty sure she wasn't a student. So, probably too old for Lucas. But, hey. You miss one hundred percent, and all that rot, right?
═════════════════════════════════════════════ no, тнιѕ ιѕ нow ιт worĸѕ, yoυ peer ιnѕιde yoυrѕelғ
yoυ тaĸe тнe тнιngѕ yoυ lιĸe and тry тo love тнe тнιngѕ yoυ тooĸ
and тнen yoυ тaĸe тнaт love yoυ мade and ѕтιcĸ ιт ιnтo ѕoмe
ѕoмeone elѕe'ѕ нearт, pυмpιng ѕoмeone elѕe'ѕ вlood═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Wedding Reception
wнen - Spring
wιтн - Lucas
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2021 8:33 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнen тнe вιrdѕ are нeard agaιn ιn тнeιr ѕιngιng
once aтrocιтy ιѕ нoarѕe ғroм voιcιng ѕнaмe
wнen тнe earтн ιѕ тreмвlιng on ѕoмe new вegιnnιng
wιтн тнe ѕaмe ѕweeт ѕнocĸ oғ wнen adaм ғιrѕт caмe═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceBas couldn't help but feel a little melancholy as he walked the park, even with Daniel at his side. Most of the time when he'd come here, both alone and with his boyfriend, he'd had Tootles with him. Unfortunately, the dog had passed away a few years back, and out of respect to Daniel, he hadn't gotten another one. It had been more than enough that he'd gotten used to Tootles, asking him to be okay with Bas getting another dog, especially another large one that would need new training, would've been a lot. Their relationship had progressed pretty slowly, in part due to busy schedules and in part due to Bas being gunshy after Aleah. Now, though, he was starting to feel stagnated. When he'd expressed feeling stuck to his family, of course, he'd been gifted a smack upside his head, from his grandmother no less, who was probably too old to be able to hit that hard. She'd given him some advice that, in hindsight, was pretty damn obvious, both about his relationship and about the dog situation.
spaceSo here he was, not-quite dragging his boyfriend along to a very particular part of the park they'd met in, with a very particular piece of jewelry in his pocket. He was, admittedly, pretty sad that Tootles wasn't here for this, because the newfoundland would've been over the moon happy, even if he didn't really understand what was happening. As it was, though, Bas was hoping that Daniel would not only say yes, but also would at least consider his second, less important proposal. The first one was the one that really mattered, of course, but he was trying to have his cake and eat it too. Or something. Maybe that didn't really fit, here. He was nervous, okay. Why, he had no idea, since they'd been together long enough by now that this was probably long overdue, but hey. He'd gotten around to it eventually.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ вe aѕ yoυ've alwayѕ вeen (lover, вe good тo мe)
вe lιĸe тнe love тнaт dιѕcovered ѕιn (lover, вe good тo мe)
тнaт ғreed тнe ғιrѕт мan and wιll do ѕo agaιn
and lover, вe good тo мe (lover, вe good тo мe)═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Park, near where he met Daniel
wнen - Early Evening, Autumn 2052
wιтн - Daniel
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2021 11:05 pm
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  When Bas suggested they visit Hogsmeade Memorial Park, Daniel was surprised, but pleasantly so. Next to his home and Bas' place; it was one of his favourite spots and coming here had always put him in a good mood. After Tootles passed away though, they hadn't come here as often anymore and Daniel understood. Tootles was a big part of Bas' life and losing him was devastating and he himself didn't want to come as much either. But given that it was Bas who insisted on coming, it made today's outing all the more welcome and Daniel gladly agreed. He was content to let his boyfriend lead the way in comfortable silence, enjoying the sun and the warm autumn air.
His and Bas' relationship had reached an equilibrium and Daniel was quite happy; it'd been years since they started dating each other and he would never get over how lucky he's been. He didn't give a lot of thought to the future, happy as he was to enjoy being with his boyfriend in the moment, but one evening when they were nestled together on the couch, Daniel was catching his breath after a joke Bas said that he couldn't even remember now and thinking: I wouldn't mind doing this forever. He hadn't said anything, but the thought burrowed itself into his mind and nothing short of an oblivio would get rid of it, not that Daniel would want to. He hadn't broached the topic to Bas yet, worried that it might be too soon, but he didn't think he could wait it out for much longer; not when it felt like the words would burst out his mouth at any given moment.
A familiar looking bench caught his eye, pulling him out his thoughts. He looked around and recognising the spot, he turned to Bas with a wide smile. "Hey, wasn't this where we first met? Wow, that feels like such a while ago," he said softly. He wasn't likely to forget just how mortified that first meeting left him, not with way the ground betrayed him by not swallowing him up. Tootles had saved him so much trouble that day and he didn't regret it, even if hindsight proved how silly his first instinctive reaction was. His smile became a bit sad at the thought of the sweet old dog; another surprise was the way Tootles sneaked himself into Daniel's heart and he couldn't help but miss him in that moment.
WHERE Hogsmeade Memorial Park tab tab tab WITH Bas tab tab tab FEELING relaxed
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2021 7:49 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнen тнe вιrdѕ are нeard agaιn ιn тнeιr ѕιngιng
once aтrocιтy ιѕ нoarѕe ғroм voιcιng ѕнaмe
wнen тнe earтн ιѕ тreмвlιng on ѕoмe new вegιnnιng
wιтн тнe ѕaмe ѕweeт ѕнocĸ oғ wнen adaм ғιrѕт caмe═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceBas was relieved when Daniel realized where they were. Not for nothing, but his boyfriend could get lost walking from the car to the front door. It was a problem. But, apparently their first meeting had made enough of an impression that he recognized the exact location when they arrived there, even though it had been years and the area had changed a little, as places with living things like plants were wont to do. That was a relief, because it saved Bas the trouble of having to think of a clever or subtle way of pointing it out. Then again, he could've just blurted it out like Daniel had; it wasn't like he was trying to make this look spontaneous, after all. He had a ring, you couldn't have a ring if you were proposing on the spur of the moment.
spaceSo, when Daniel pointed it out, he just hummed, with a pleased sort of look on his face. "It is," he confirmed, "And, uh, it was. Eight years, actually." He was trying not to be too self-conscious about that bit. Alright, so he'd taken a while to actually get around to taking the next step. Though, they hadn't been dating the whole eight years. It had taken them a while to go on a date, and then longer to go on enough dates to be considered 'dating,' and then a little longer than that to officially become a couple. Still, eight years was a fairly long time. "And, um. Well, I was thinking..." He tried to figure out a way to phrase this, but just like during his planning sessions, he was coming up blank. He wasn't really a speeches kind of guy.
spaceHe gave a little huff-chuckle-thing, then muttered, "Oh, screw it," before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the ring. And, of course he had to make sure that this was 100% impossible to misconstrue, so he went down on one knee, as well. "Daniel, I love you so, so much. And it probably took me way too long to get around to this, because I knew it was what I wanted, oh, four years ago. But, better late than never. I hope." He opened the ring box, hoping like hell Daniel liked it, because he and Caty had spent entirely too much time designing it for him not to. Caty might murder them both if he didn't. "Daniel, will you marry me?"
spaceOf course, this was when the anxiety really sets in, he thought, because he had just laid basically all his cards on the table. They'd not really discussed marriage, exactly. There'd been references, here and there, to things like forever and kids and all the other things that generally were considered part of a lifetime commitment. But they hadn't ever actually definitively said it. He just hoped that he hadn't misread anything; for all he knew, Daniel was one of those "I don't need to marry you," types. He was pretty sure he wasn't, though. He actually hadn't even considered he might be, until now, when he was on his knee and having already asked. Hopefully if that was his stance, he'd reconsider, at least.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ вe aѕ yoυ've alwayѕ вeen (lover, вe good тo мe)
вe lιĸe тнe love тнaт dιѕcovered ѕιn (lover, вe good тo мe)
тнaт ғreed тнe ғιrѕт мan and wιll do ѕo agaιn
and lover, вe good тo мe (lover, вe good тo мe)═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Park, near where he met Daniel
wнen - Early Evening, Autumn 2052
wιтн - Daniel
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2021 12:21 am
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"Hey, just because I said it was a while ago doesn't mean I gave you permission to make me feel old," Daniel responded, chuckling. Still, eight years was quite a while, Daniel hadn't realised just how much time had passed Someone upstairs must've been playing with the clock, he was sure because time hadn't run this quickly when he was at Hogwarts. There was probably a logical explanation to that but he wouldn't know. "Eight years since I made a fool of myself here, do you think my reputation recovered?"
Bas seemed to be struggling to say something, but Daniel waited for him to gather his thoughts, not wanting to rush him. Whatever it was that was eating at him, it must've been important and Daniel could let him take his time. He seemed to come to a decision before pulling out a small box and then kneeling down on one knee—and while Daniel was silent earlier because he was patient, now it was because he was struck speechless.
He stared gobsmacked as Bas declared how much he loved him; he knew it was true, it wasn't the first time Bas said it, but somehow here, it hit even harder. Here he was worrying that it might be too soon to discuss marriage, but then his wonderful boyfriend had to go and propose. He only got a glimpse of the ring—and it looked beautiful, Daniel just knew Caty must've had some hand in making it—before the world went blurry and out of focus. He shook his head to clear it out and when that didn't work out, he rubbed at his eyes, only for his fingers to come away wet. But he couldn't stop staring at the ring and then at Bas.
"Yes," he blurted out, voice strangely choked. "Yes, absolutely." It was the easiest question Daniel ever had to answer; marriage was always something he knew he wanted, and now he couldn't imagine spending the rest of his life with anyone else. He didn't wait to put on the ring, he grasped Bas' hands to haul him up so he could kiss him soundly. He loved this man so much.
WHERE Hogsmeade Memorial Park tab tab tab WITH Bas tab tab tab FEELING giddy
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2021 6:34 pm
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✌ Chadwick ✌ Knapp ✌
Fifth Year Slytherin
Quidditch Beater ✌ Dueling Club Captain
▬▬"If you don't expect to like someone and then you do, that's an incredibly exciting moment."▬▬
Chadwick wasn’t sure about his feelings toward Finley, he definitely liked the boy, as more than a friend. However, Finley probably just liked him as a friend? They had been on several trips to Hogsmeade together, and hada hung out with Finley’s dad, the guy was actually pretty cool. They had gotten food together, and it had drawn a lot of pointing and whispers. Chadwick had thought nothing of it, their friendship was a weird one that had arisen from enemies, to acquaintances, to the best of friends, yeah it was a little weird. That was, until Callie had implied that he was going out with Chadley on dates, or... that’s what Chadwick thought she meant. “Have you followed your heart to the one you love?” Surely that was insinuating they were more than friends....
Relationships of any kind were complicated.
Chadwick was pretty excited for his plans tonight, whether they were friends or... more than friends? The park was fully decorated for the holidays, trees covered in lights, a few extra ornamental light displays were also about the park. All the colors, yes this would be perfect. Finley had his surgery on his eyes a few weeks prior, and it had been successful, he said it was very cozy. Not exactly the way Chadwick thought of it, but if the guy was happy.
Of course, since then he hadn’t gone out of the apartment much... if any? He definitely hadn’t seen the colors of the lights in the park. Chadwick was ready for that. He had put a blindfold over Finley’s eyes, and told him it was for his own good, he wouldn’t want to be overwhelmed by everything, but they had plans. He then grabbed Finley’s hand, not entwining their fingers, but just holding it, dragging him where to go, and gave the occasional “watch for that bump”
When they had gotten to the park Chadwick stopped in the middle, and whispered to Finley, “I hope you're ready...” he pulled off the blindfold, “Happy Holidays Finley Archer.”
▬▬"The real question I guess is - do I deserve you?" ▬▬
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Where: Hogsmeade Park at Christmas time
With Whom: Finley
Thinking about: I wish I had a camera
Description: 5'7" blond teen with blue eyes
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2021 7:06 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Hogsmeade Park
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Chadwick
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Lights and Baubles Display
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Everything is so beautiful
Finley was very tired of being in recovery. The day after he got out of school saw him at the eye doctor's office to get ready for surgery. Following that he spent most of the week cozied up in his room with the lights off. Once he was able to wander freely, he spent time in the colorful (and pink... or was it red?) apartment, learning colors from his four year old sister. It didn't hurt that Chadwick had come by to spend time with him a few times during the process, including the first day he was able to go out into the more well-lit areas.
As Christmas Eve inched closer, Chadwick came by again, though he had a strange request. To wear a blindfold. After mentally questioning his sanity, Finley agreed. The duo carefully made it down the stairs, then walked.... somewhere. Maybe the park? Or one of the shops near it. Chadwick asked if he were ready, and honestly that sent Finley's heart into his throat. With a nervous nod, the blindfold pulled away, allowing the taller teen to slide his glasses on. His eyes went wide as he saw the splendor all around.
Vivid colors, bright lights, and all kinds of interesting baubles surrounded the two, an awesome sight for the one who was very new to the colors. "Holy cow, Chadwick... it's..." he paused, a small hitch in his voice as a few tears lined his bottom lashes. "It's beautiful." He turned to his companion, offering a shaky grin. "Look at all the colors! It's almost like magic." He turned, resting his hands on Chadwick's shoulders and looking into his eyes. "Thank you. Thank you so much for this."
As he stood there, he noticed something he'd never quite noticed before. "Your eyes are really.... green? No wait... blue? Right?" He pondered his words for a second, cheeks filling with warmth as he realized he sounded a bit more flirtatious than intended. "Um... they're really nice."
Trying hard to fight these tears. I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out I can't take it
That's what being friends about. I want to cry I can't deny
Tonight I wanna up and hide and get inside
It isn't right I gotta live in my life
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Push until you can't and then demand more
You and me together, we can make it better
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2021 4:54 pm
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✌ Chadwick ✌ Knapp ✌
Fifth Year Slytherin
Quidditch Beater ✌ Dueling Club Captain
▬▬"If you don't expect to like someone and then you do, that's an incredibly exciting moment."▬▬
Chadwick grinned when Finley mentioned his eyes, and thought that Finley was super cute with the little blush. ”They’re actually purple; yeah purple is a very common eye color.” He laughed, hoping that Finley wouldn’t b e offended by his words, of course the boy didn’t know all the colors yet, it was just a matter of time though. ”You’re right, they’re blue. Didn’t I tell you before, once someone sees my beautiful blue eyes they fall in love with me? So what do you say Finley, have you fallen madly in love with me now? Wanna go on a date?”
Wait. Had Chadwick just asked Finley out on a date? No no no he couldn’t do that what was wron with him. You don’t just ask expel out on dates! Maybe it was just the Christmas Air making Chadwick feel confident. ”I uh mean. Yeah, never mind. Come on, there’s a really colorful rainbow one down this way, I can’t wait to how it to you.” He took Finley by the hand, so they wouldn’t get separated of course, and pulled him toward the display. ”I think the ministry wanted to get some leprechauns to help with the display, get some pots of gold for laughs... but it didn’t work out so they just put clouds down on the bottom. still pretty cool though.” Chadwick did quite enjoy this display, it had so many colors to it. He began wondering... were the lights fueled by electricity? Surely not... they must have spelled them. He made a mental note to find that spell.
▬▬"The real question I guess is - do I deserve you?" ▬▬
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Where: Hogsmeade Park at Christmas time
With Whom: Finley
Thinking about: I wish I had a camera
Description: 5'7" blond teen with blue eyes
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2021 6:03 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Hogsmeade Park
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Chadwick
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Lights and Baubles Display
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? What just happened??
Finley pulled back and looked confused as Chadwick claimed his eyes were purple, which was a very common color. The older Ravenclaw was pretty certain the main eye colors were blue, green, and brown... and something called hazel, but Finley hadn't figured out what color that one was. Finally, Chadwick relented, saying his eyes were indeed blue. He then mentioned people falling in love upon seeing his eyes, and suddenly there was a lump in Finley's throat. The struggle to think of words changed when Chadwick asked him on a date. Wait. What????
Suddenly the air seemed thick, with Finley's previous confusion about the blonde settling in a weird way. "You want to go on a date with me? I mean... we can. Maybe during our first Hogsmeade weekend?" And just like that, the weird feelings seemed to settle. Maybe his dad had been right about there being a crush. Then... the conversation shifted over to the beautiful light display. Finley nodded, feeling a blush rise up when Chadwick held his hand.
Finley followed along, thoughts scrambling to figure out what the heck was going on. Other than the onslaught of colors, his brain was trying to figure out where his relationship stood. Were they considered 'dating' at this point, or still just friends? Would they eventually end up as more than friends? How would Sparrow and Cenek (and everyone else, honestly) react to the news? Suddenly, they were stopped before a very colorful display, with clouds tucked under it. "It's really lovely! Look at all the colors! I can't believe I didn't notice them setting this up... Well, I have been cooped up inside for a few days now." He grinned, looking at all the twinkling lights around. Whomever had set this up had done a wonderful job.
Trying hard to fight these tears. I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out I can't take it
That's what being friends about. I want to cry I can't deny
Tonight I wanna up and hide and get inside
It isn't right I gotta live in my life
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Push until you can't and then demand more
You and me together, we can make it better
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2021 6:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2021 7:32 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2021 1:07 am
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 ✽❃VERINE YSEULT WINCHESTER51 years || Ravenclaw Alumna || halfblood
Potioneer and Potions Professor
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Verine had always been a very free and open spirit and all her career she had been working with assistants who already knew something about potions and wanted to do it. If they didn’t want to do potions, Ver got that, and would have rather helped them with what they wanted to be good at. She hadn’t quite understood that her first years hardly knew anything and the second and third years weren’t always intrinsically motivated by it. She had approached professorship the same way she had her potioneering mentees-- be their friend, answer questions, give them time and independence to explore and offer resources and alternatives.
Yeah. Towards the younglings, Verine’s first year of teaching could probably be described as a train wreck. Broom wreck. A fourteen-broom pile up.
Ver hadn’t realized it was all that terrible over the school year. Everyone seemed like they were having fun? Or maybe they just enjoyed having the time to work on homework or catch up on sleep. But towards the end of the year she had been talking to a few students and realized these kids were not prepared for Professor Whitethorne’s class in 4th year. Ver felt like she had failed her students. She had half wanted to quit-- clearly she was much better at research and even development than teaching.
”But you’ve wanted to be a professor for so long. Do you really want to give up?” Elmond had asked gently when she freaked out again.
”Forget giving up, I’m surprised Timothy hasn’t fired me!”
”But he hasn’t. So what do you want to do about it?”
Ver wasn’t sure. That evening she’d apparated to Hogsmeade-- at least over the year she had practiced enough that apparating to and from Hogsmeade was no longer a safety risk-- to pick up a few special ingredients and books. As usual, Ver lost track of time reading and the moon was already high in the air. She ought to head home. But instead, Ver found herself wandering Hogsmeade Memorial Park and wondering if she was actually cut out to be a professor. Maybe she ought to stick with research.
Verine sighed, staring across the Black Lake. She startled at another sound behind her and noticed someone wandering through the flowerbeds. ”Hello?” she called cheerfully. She drew her wand from its belt clip. ”Lumos. Good evening! Sorry to bother you!”
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setting Hogsmeade Memorial Park, Early Summer 2053 || with Ada Whitethorne
appearance 5'7", 140 lbs || wearing Long butterfly-patterened dress
status Can I really stay? Am I still cut out for this? _______________//OOC: -----
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   Far off in the distance
A fire comes to life
A flicker of a flame breaks through the dark
Burning soft and bright
Dancing with the light
Awakening the Heavens and the Earth
❃✽"Awakening" by Celtic Woman
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2021 1:22 am
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ ιи вєтωєєи иιgнт αи∂ тнє ∂αωи
ι нєαя тнє ¢αℓℓ σf αи σяρнιє ѕσиg
єνєяу ¢σяиєя нαѕ ιтѕ fιℓℓ σf σℓєαи∂єя
αи∂ єα¢н ραтн тнαт ι ѕєє ιѕ ѕняσυ∂є∂ ιи
нємℓσ¢к ℓєανєѕ, σн ѕσ ѕρℓєи∂ι∂ℓу═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceTruth be told, Ada hadn't been paying much attention to the person wandering the park. She was hardly one to judge, after all, even if it was a bit late for the non-vampiric population. But, she was more than used to going unnoticed these days, being both small and unnaturally quiet. She'd always been fairly... dainty, but vampirism had only increased that, to the point that she had been informed that her normal behavior was "creepy." Which was just rude, really, but then, what were her friends if not rude.
spaceStill, having become accustomed to going unnoticed, it was strange to have someone catch her creeping about the flora of the park. A naughty habit of hers, though she'd argue she was doing a good deed, keeping everything nice. And if she'd secretly planted a few things here or there without permission, well, they looked nice, so who cared? All of this did not stop her from suddenly straightening up, hands clasping behind her back, the picture of childhood innocence, except that she was in her forties and looked to be in her early twenties. Well, she was hardly going to get arrested for a little vigilante gardening, after all, she'd been doing it for years. Someone had to've noticed by now (Jason, most likely). That didn't stop her from feeling like a child with their hand caught in the cookie jar.
spaceStill, she was a bloody adult, with grown children besides, and quickly composed herself. She dusted her hands off on the flare of her skirt, uncomfortably aware of the dirt that was certainly smudged on her nose and cheek, and gave a small wave. "Evening," she called back, hissing quietly at the sudden light from the woman's spell.
spaceShe noted that the voice sounded somewhat familiar, and gave her eyes a moment to adjust, blinking rapidly until things came back into proper focus. "Oh! Professor Winchester, is that you?" She was, perhaps, not as familiar with the woman as she ought to be, seeing as they taught the same subject and all. Curse of being nocturnal, unfortunately; she didn't get to socialize with many of the other staff members. Mostly she just hung out with Rick in his office and sipped her special tea from Nell's mum. But, now that she was paying attention, she certainly recognized her. If not her face, then at least her scent, which... alright, perhaps that was, in fact, a bit creepy.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ єνєяу иιgнт ι ∂αи¢є αмσиg
fℓσωєяѕ яισтιиg ℓιкє мα∂∂єиє∂ fαυиѕ
αи∂ ωιтн тнє ℓιgнт σf ∂αу, му gαя∂єи мєℓтѕ αωαу
ρнαитσмѕ, ρнαитσмѕ
тσ ѕнαяє тнιѕ gαя∂єи ωιтн мє═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Park - Flowerbeds
wнen - Evening - Summer 2053
wιтн - Verine
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2021 1:55 am
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✽❃VERINE YSEULT WINCHESTER51 years || Ravenclaw Alumna || halfblood
Potioneer and Potions Professor
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At the greeting, Verine thought for a moment she had run into a student. The young lady could be a seventh year maybe? It took a moment for Verine to place the face ”Professor Whitethorne?” Abruptly she remembered her fellow potions mistress. ”Sorry, hello! And please, Verine’s fine. We’re colleagues.” Ver dimmed the light a little, strolling a little closer.
She made an uncharacteristically self-depreacting huff. ”Well, maybe not for much longer, but still. May I call you Adalaide?” She stopped with a smile not far away, tucking the light away and letting her eyes readjust. They were certainly not strangers, they hadn’t nearly enough time to talk. considering Professor Whitethorne taught night classes and Verine commuted home every night. There was the occasional night Ver was at Hogwarts at 4am, trying some new brewing tactic in her office or reading something from the Library. Ver had some inkling as to why those classes were at night--Adalaide Whitethorne looked far too young to have over twenty years of potioneering and instruction under her belt. She had looked up all her unfamiliar professors' graduation years to see if maybe they could have met at some party at some point or another in school and remembered that Professor Whitethorne was only a few years younger.
Perhaps, Ver thought disappointingly, I should have done more to reach out. Then those poor kids might...I dunno, not be going in blind in a few months? She perked up a moment later though. Well , here was her chance! No time like the present! Professor Whitethorne might be the perfect person to ask about teaching potions.
”Out for a little midnight gardening?” she asked amicably. If her husband wasn’t such an early sleeper she might have taken to midnight gardening as well. Her worries and mental debate swirled a little under the surface. She wasn’t sure how she wanted to talk about this yet, or even what to ask. ”Would you mind some company?”
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setting Hogsmeade Memorial Park, Early Summer 2053 || with Ada Whitethorne
appearance 5'7", 140 lbs || wearing Long butterfly-patterened dress
status Can I really stay? Am I still cut out for this? _______________//OOC:
edit: just some formatting stuff. Sorry for double quote
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Far off in the distance
A fire comes to life
A flicker of a flame breaks through the dark
Burning soft and bright
Dancing with the light
Awakening the Heavens and the Earth
❃✽"Awakening" by Celtic Woman
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