𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝.

knowledge must seep into your blood, into your self, not just into your head, you must live it.

[aastorias]

⧼   courtney eaton, cis female, she & her   /   landfill by daughter + the way the sun peaks through the clouds on a rainy day; constantly finding yourself smiling so hard that your cheeks hurt; seeking solace in the tattered pages of a history book; desperately trying to ignore the ceaseless aches & pains that seem to come from deep within your bones; a rose beginning to lose its petals.   ⧽   ━━   hey, isn’t that ASTORIA GREENGRASS? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY-ONE year old pure blood WITCH is a SLYTHERIN alumnus who has gone on to be a HISTORIAN AND HEAD CURATOR OF THE DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ARTEFACTS. i’ve heard they can be quite METHODICAL & COMPOSED, but i don’t know… they came off very CAUTIOUS & OBSTINATE in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?

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who: astoria & open. where: diagon alley.

“ oh, merlin, i’m so sorry. ” she apologized to the person that she had bumped into seconds earlier, shaking her head back and forth shamefully. it wasn’t out of the ordinary for astoria to get worked up over little incidents; accidents that most people would have no issue moving past. though, she seemed to be more on edge than usual, the events of the past couple months weighing heavy on her mind. “ i didn’t see you there. are you alright? ”

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hermione.

s*ft     halloween     content     for     @aastorias·     !

“     i’m     not     overdressed     ,     am     i     ?     ”          (     a     figure     glimmering     in     metals     /     𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫     𝐚𝐧𝐝     𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝     under     the     ballroom     lights     !     childhood     fascination     with     the     maid     of     orleans     has     culminated     in     this     ,     and     yet     — -     the     sword     hanging     lax     by     her     side     feels     overdone     .     )          “     god     ,     i     should’ve     just     — -     i     don’t     know     ,     worn     some     ears     and     a     corset     and     gone     as     a     bloody     𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎     .     ”

“ merlin... if you’re overdressed, then what am i? ” she asked before looking down at her own costume, allowing a laugh to escape from between her lips as she did so. never being one to pass up a chance to get properly dressed up, astoria had decided to go all out for the poison apple’s halloween party. “ i think you look lovely, ‘mione. ” she was being honest (not that she was ever anything but sincere in her conversations with hermione), her friend looked absolutely breathtaking in her joan of arc costume. “ besides, what’s the point of even dressing up if you don’t go at least a little bit overboard? ”

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blaise.

         𝖎𝖙  𝖜𝖆𝖘𝖓’𝖙  𝖊𝖝𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖑𝖞  𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌  𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊  was  used  to  ,  rubbing  shoulders  with  the  commonfolk  .  he  preferred  his  little  hideaway  above  the  masses  where  some  modicum  of  personal  space  is  observed  ,  but  the  occasional  foray  into  the  sea  of  bodies  was  necessary  .  sometimes  ,  little  jaunts  like  that  brought  about  familiar  faces  to  cross  paths  with  . 

          ❝  the  baby  greengrass  ,  out  and  about  ?  aren’t  you  a  sight  for  sore  eyes  ? ❞  he  said  warmly  .  he  caught  one  of  her  hands  in  his  own  ,  gently  guiding  her  out  of  the  way  of  traffic  and using  it  as  an  opportunity  to  give her  a  quick  once-over  .  some  habits  ,  like  keeping  an  eye  on  the  daphne’s  l i t t l e  sister  ,  never  did  go  away  .  for  …  safety  reasons  ,  of  course  .  ❝  it’s  been  much  too  long  since  i’ve  had  the  pleasure  of  your  company  .  its tragic  ,  really  .  something  that  we  should  rectify  immediately  . ❞  

astoria couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face at his choice of words, clearly entertained by the fact that he still insisted on calling her ‘baby greengrass’. it had been quite a while since they had attended hogwarts together, but astoria still held many memories that involved blaise (along with the rest of the slytherin gang) close to her heart. she glanced up at him when he captured her hand in one of his own, an amused look written across her features. “ still as big a flirt as ever, i see. ” she was only joking, of course. “ you know what? i agree. it is rather tragic that you’ve had to go so long without seeing my gorgeous face, isn’t it? ” a laugh escaped from her lips as she wrapped her arm around his bicep, ready for him to lead the way. “ where were you headed, anyways? ”

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nellie.

“ i most definitely was, “ nellie said, a mimic of the other’s sharpness— AND A BOLD LIE. nellie was an awful lot of things: a talented wix, a loyal friend, a great magizoologist. none of those were, however, dependent with an awareness of her surroundings, because the truth was that nellie was often tripping over things, and even more often, into people. she must’ve hit astoria with some force too ( nellie was too excited this evening, filled with unbridled excitement, which truly was always brimming under her top, but when given a chance to use it, she was a storm ), but she made no move to help the other up. it’s not very hufflepuff of her, really, but nellie has never claimed to be a star of her house. she was quick to soften, up, however, shaking her head, green hair moving with the action. “ how could it be a rough night ? “ she asked, not unkindly, simply curious. nellie was having a grand time, if she was honest. “ do you need someone to sit with ? YOU COULD COME WITH ME. “

“ quidditch isn’t really my thing. ” she confessed with a shrug, knowing that it probably sounded like a strange thing for her to say while attending one of the biggest quidditch matches of the season. “ my sister and our friends convinced me to come along. it’s been kind of a let down so far, though. and there are way too many people here. ” she was rambling, and she was aware of it, but she couldn’t help herself — it was a nervous habit, one that she couldn’t seem to shake, no matter how hard she tried. “ that would be great, though. might do me some good to spend some time around new people. who knows? maybe you’ll even be able to change my mind about how boring i think quidditch is. ” 

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avalon.

     “Actually,” Avalon began, tossing her arm around Astoria to keep her friend close. She was almost worried that Astoria would decide to apparate away if she wasn’t having any fun, and Avalon needed companionship and support to survive – like Tinkerbell, or something. “I believe what I said was that I was going to be fun. And I am. So, not a lie at all, you just need to catch up, if you catch my drift.” Avalon’s pocket flask was in her hand, loaded with firewhiskey. She took a sip of it, offering it to Astoria to see if she wanted any of it. “Or, you may simply  …  enjoy my company and the entertainment that comes along with it. Oh, and the game, obviously.”

astoria smiled slightly when her friend wrapped her arm around her shoulders, happy that she had a group of people surrounding here who actually cared about her (physical and emotional) well-being. “ fair enough. ” she admitted, taking the flask of firewhiskey from avalon as it was offered to her. drawing in a deep breath, she shot a dubious glance in her friends direction before taking a sig from the container. “ i don’t even like quidditch. merlin, i don’t know why i even agreed to come. ” it was the truth, she was regretting her decision to accompany her sister and her friends to the match now, more than ever. though, it was clear that there was no way that she could back now and get away with. “ good think i have you to keep me entertained, huh? ”

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narcissa.

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:   the burren, quidditch league final   ! 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:   @aastorias·  !

“miss greengrass.” in stark contrast to the CELEBRATIONS taking place outside, the inside of the malfoy tent was unusually relaxed. narcissa, perched on a soft chaise lounge and reading a trashy wixen romance had on one of her favorite records ( an american wizard known best for his love song crooning ) and a fire crackling in the hearth. rather than the butterbeer filling disposable cups outside, she had a glass of red wine in a CRYSTAL glass sitting on the floor in front of her, and she’s even wearing reading glasses. for someone stumbling in from the outside such as astoria, it was a strange dichotomy. “if you’re looking for draco, i do believe he’s enjoying the festivities.”

“ hello, mrs. malfoy. ” the words hung awkwardly in the air after they left her mouth — astoria had spent plenty of time around draco, she was comfortable enough when socializing with him, but his mother was a different story. she was rather intimidated by narcissa, truth be told. “ oh, i wasn’t looking for draco. ” she began, pressing her thumbnail into the pad of her pointer finger absentmindedly (just one of her many anxious habits). “ i was hoping i could say in here for a little while, if that’s alright with you? i'm in desperate need of a break from all the madness happening outside. ”

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mirabella.

closed event 7 starter for astoria [[@aastorias·]]

“Every time I attend a Quidditch match, I remember why I avoid them,” muttered Mirabella over her cup of coffee. She would die rather than drink beer, so coffee it was, even if it was dreadful. It was also only making her marginally less irritated with the chaos. Worse than the Weird Sisters concert. “I see many of Blaise’s friends are in attendance, however.” She eyed Astoria dubiously. “Are you enjoying this…experience?”

“ it certainly has been an interesting... experience so far. ” she said, trying and failing to hide the bitterness that had seeped into her tone — oh, how she longed to be in the comfort of her own home. each time the chilly autumn wind blew, astoria pulled her jacket tighter against herself. if there was one thing that astoria hated, it was the cold. she took a sip of her alcoholic beverage, internally kicking herself for not opting for a coffee like mirabella had, longing for another source of warmth. “ how have you been, mrs. zabini? it’s been quite a long time since you and i last talked. ”

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closed starter for @blondsnake​ !

“ who’s winning? also... who are we supposed to be rooting for? ” astoria asked draco, sheepishly glancing over at him. she hoped that she wasn’t coming off as vapid — she was genuinely curious about all of the commotion that was happening around her. “ i never really much cared for quidditch. my parents forbade me from playing at school, so i never really took the time to learn the ins and outs of the game. ” she admitted, shrugging her shoulders before taking another swig of the drink she held in her hand. “ you played, didn’t you? was it as fun as it looks? ” there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone — astoria had never been able to see the appeal of riding around on a broomstick. it looked terribly uncomfortable. 

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closed starter for @tiimetvrners !

“ i am not drunk. ” astoria hiccuped defiantly before playfully punching her friend in the arm.“ you’re drunk. ” she continued, her speech slurred, as she took another sip of the mixed drink that she held in her hand. under normal circumstances, astoria would have hated being drunk around so many people but theo was there with her, to protect her and keep her safe, which made it all a bit easier. “ you know... ” she began, gazing up at theo fondly. “ don’t tell the others, but you’re my best friend. i know i’m supposed to love avalon and wilona and all of my other girl friends more. but, i don’t, i love you the most. ” if taken out of context, it might have sounded as if astoria were declaring her undying love to theodore; which, in a way, she was. it didn’t matter much, though, how it sounded; astoria was already far too intoxicated to worry about carefully choosing her words. 

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closed starter for @lildiggory !

astoria was on her way to grab another drink - she hoped that consuming even more alcohol would put a considerable damper on her nerves - when she managed to trip over her own two feet. she sat on the ground for a moment, taking in all that was happening around her, before pushing herself up into a standing position. almost as soon as she stood up, astoria found herself on her backside once again; someone had knocked her over. “ geez, could you watch where you’re going? ” it was uncharacteristic for astoria to get so angry over what was obviously an accident, but her nerves were on edge tonight, to put it lightly. “ i’m sorry. i just... ” she began as she got to her feet, giving the person she had just scolded an apologetic look. “ ... i’m having a rough night. i really am sorry, though. is there anything i can do to make it up to you? ”

[mcavoy]

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closed starter for @ofzvbini !

on the way back to her seat astoria found herself lost in thought. this whole situation — the people flying around on broomsticks, the drinking copious amounts of alcohol, the gathering of an exceptionally large group of people — all seemed very irresponsible to her. less than two months had passed since the death eater’s escape from azkaban and, for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out how any of this possibly seemed to like a good idea. 

as she rounded the corner, she looked up and finally snapped back to reality, quickly stepping to the side to avoid running into someone. it took her a few moments to realize who it was that she had almost bumped into, but astoria couldn’t help the smile that began to spread across her face when it finally dawned on her. “ blaise! blaise zabini! ” she called out, jogging to catch up with him again. “ merlin, blaise, i could hardly recognize you! it’s been too long. ”

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incorrect quotes : @tiimetvrners !

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incorrect quotes : @aastorias & @graenger !