love be brave

mary macdonald. muggleborn. seventh year. gryffindor. Mary here, but you can call me pretty much whatever you want, mare, mac, lamb, gryffindor girl, hey you, I'll respond to it all, but I will hex your mouth off if you call me mudblood.

[emma-underfire]

I enjoy their reactions. Very telling.

[-missmary]

That's... actually pretty smart in it's own way. I think there's probably nicer ways to go about doing that though.

[barefoot-marlene]

We can’t shower. And this time it is for a better reason. We can’t leave Red,

[-missmary]

You're right. I'd offer to do a cleaning charm on you but my hands are shaking so bad I think I'd turn you purple. [takes off her sweater] Here use this, or pull it on over everything.

[lupinelupins-blog]

I… actually don’t remember where I was headed to.

[-missmary]

Remus? What? How did you even get up here?

[barefoot-marlene]

Because I’m going to fuck it up. [responds honestly because alcohol]

[-missmary]

No you won't. If you haven't fucked it up already then I doubt you can fuck it up now. You and Sirius have been through a lot, and maybe finally the fates are smiling on you.

[emma-underfire]

Good. Do that. It sounds like it’ll be justly amusing for both of us.

[-missmary]

You enjoy getting pissed off with people?

[amycuscarrow-uf]

Is it true Niklaus Mulciber’s dick is eight and half inches long?

[-missmary]

Why the hell would I know? You're disgusting.

[princissa-black]

[watches her curiously] What did you say your name was?

[-missmary]

Mary. [suddenly becomes awkward remembering what she learned about april fools] Narcissa... right?

[gingerbutnotsnaps-blog]

[alarmed]  What?  Why?  Have you talked to Pomfrey?  Did she say something about my legs?

[-missmary]

No I haven't even talked to Pomfrey I'm afraid she'll kick me out, has she even approved you for visitors yet? Its just... I heard some details to what happened to you.

[emma-underfire]

The impertinent questions were a tip-off.

[-missmary]

Believe me, I won't wake you next time. I'll wait for someone else to do it and watch you chew off their head for helping you out instead of mine. 

[lupinelupins-blog]

Oh.  Well, that’s a relief, then.  What did she say?

[-missmary]

It's going to sound really stupid and you're probably going to laugh or something... [hesitates] Friends, she said that we were friends. [hurries along with her explanation] I know that sound harmless and I probably overreacted, but you were acting strange and I thought it was because all you wanted to be was friends. It was like you were pretending that we didn't kiss and didn't say that we liked each other, and I thought that you regretted kissing me and saying that you liked me. I think she tried to fix things but I didn't want you to say you liked me just because I thought you liked me. It was kind of a mess.

[saras-corner]

Yeah…I m-mean, uhm, t-things are just kind of crazy around h-here now, you know? 

[-missmary]

Believe me, I know. [pauses] Hey, are you sure you're okay?

[missmarymacc]

[blushes furiously] Oh.. um.. strange.

[-missmary]

I don't think so, I think it's sweet.

[barefoot-marlene]

I need…I need something. A…A… cloth. I want this blood off of me.

[-missmary]

A cloth isn't going to do much, what you need is a shower. [smiles briefly though the tears despite everything] I've told you to take showers far too often lately.

[barefoot-marlene]

Not if it will get me there faster.

[-missmary]

[she stops trying to shove Marlene towards the showers and turns to Marlene] Marlene why aren't you excited about this date? You asked him, didn't you? 

[franklongbottom-uf-deactivated2]

Oh Mary, I’m never down about anything.

[-missmary]

Everyone has ups and downs.

[gingerbutnotsnaps-blog]

Not until I can- er, until I feel better, I suppose.

[-missmary]

Right. Well tell me what you need to help you feel better. Honeydukes chocolate, books to read, tea from the kitchens, I'll even drag cats in here if you need extra company - whatever you need I'll be your legs. [awkwardly becomes silent before she stutters] Not that there's anything wrong with your legs... well not permanently... your legs are going to be okay - that is you'll be okay.

[amycuscarrow-uf]

No me jodas, puta.

[-missmary]

[cautiously, knowing she's going to regret asking] And what's that mean? In english?