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I was sending these out in individual asks, but Tumblr stopped letting me and I don't want to get a weird shadowban or accidentally miss anyone, so I'm wishing a happy Valentine's Day to all my beloved mutuals and followers and everyone in the HogLeg community!
Credit: most of these are just reworked old HP pickup lines I've heard, but Sebastian's is directly inspired by the Deathly Hallows valentine here, which made me lol:
Ellie Crawford had apparently chosen the worst possible night to rob the castle.
All that careful planning—dark clothing donned, boots strapped on just so, a new dagger stolen from one of the many homes dotting the Scottish Highlands; never mind why a villager needed a perfectly sharpened and ridiculously shiny dagger in the first place—all for naught.
And now where was Ellie? Hiding under a bed. Because of course she was. Ellie couldn't have nice things. It was so unfair.
Why was she hiding, you may ask?
"I know someone's in here. Come out, come out, wherever you are."
Because an incredibly troublesome someone had spotted her.
Fuck!
Ellie had been holding her breath, but one can only do that for so long before passing out, and she had about reached the threshold.
She sucked in the smallest breath she possibly could, only for her dastardly tail to find her immediately.
"Aha!" the unfamiliar man shouted in her ear, all but dragging her out from under the bed in which she'd been tucked away. Very uncomfortably, mind you.
Ellie let out a guttural growl as he seized her up from the floor. She attempted to squirm out of his strong grip, to no avail. He loosened his hold—only slightly—to step back and inspect her.
Then, after Ellie was properly studied:
"Thief," he said, stupidly.
Ellie rolled her eyes. "Obviously."
That was when the man—relatively young, like her; he couldn't have been older than twenty-one—laughed.
Hmm. Odd, that. Very odd.
Ellie, likewise, eyed the strange man. He was tall, dark-haired, and annoyingly handsome with his chiseled jawline and emerald eyes. A scar snaked across his left eyebrow, the opposite eyebrow in which Ellie had a scar as well.
Ellie clearly wasn't thinking straight because, before she could stop herself, she said, "We almost match."
She immediately regretted it.
"Pardon?" he stammered.
"Never mind."
Ellie very much wished she wasn't currently ensnared in the young man's vice-like grip so that she could cringe, then slink away into the dark of the night. Alas, if wishes were horses, thieves would… steal the horse… something something. Words weren't her forte.
"You chose a great night to rob the castle," the stranger said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Ellie started to nod, but quickly changed her mind. She shook her head instead. "Who says I was going to rob the castle?"
He laughed. Again. This time Ellie wasn't so enamored. In fact, what did she feel? Anger? Embarrassment? The rage of a thousand suns? Oh yes. Yes, the third one. Because he was laughing at her expense, wasn't he? He was—dammit!—and that certainly wouldn't do.
"You said," he said. "By admitting you were a thief. Hardly a minute ago."
Well, fuck. Ellie couldn't argue with that.
"So, erm, I suppose… I've been caught?" she said.
What? She couldn't think of anything else. It wasn't as if this happened very often. This was actually a first.
"You suppose correctly."
The young man was still holding her in a loose grip. Loose being a relative term. Ellie still couldn't escape, even if she tried. But, to be fair, he was much taller and broader than her. Men tended to dwarf her, but that did have its perks. Not right now! Obviously.
"So," Ellie tried again, dragging out the vowel. "What are you planning on doing with me?"
He tilted his head, as if he were thinking hard. He hummed very briefly under his breath, then said, "Unclear."
"Great. Lovely to hear."
"What were you planning on stealing?"
Oh, a wise guy, eh? Two could play that game.
"Hearts." Ellie decided now was a great time to wink. She winked.
The young man did not, in fact, laugh.
"Whoa, tough crowd." Ellie swallowed. Not nervously. No, never that. Fine, okay, maybe she was a little nervous. But not a lot.
When her captor didn't reply, Ellie decided to try a different tactic.
"Erm," she began, "I mean… is there something I could say that would maybe possibly kind of convince you to let me go?" She graced him with her most stunning smile.
His eyes widened very slightly for some reason—Ellie refused to ponder why; absolutely REFUSED—but it was a blink and you'd miss it scenario. She hadn't blinked, clearly. He shook his head, then said, "Possibly."
Okay! Okay, Ellie could work with that. Now, what could she say? She racked her brain for a suitable answer. Her mind raced for a good thirty seconds; she came up with nothing good. She narrowed her eyes. She took a breath. Hmm, she supposed she could always just tell the truth and hope for the best? Sure.
"Well then," she said, "if you trust me—which I find highly doubtful, by the way—I was going to steal the crown jewels."
He blinked. "Really?"
"Erm. Yeah?"
"Really. Huh."
"Is that a problem?"
The young man shrugged. "Not really, no."
"Oh."
He was still clasping her shoulders.
"Are you going to let me go?"
He blinked a few more times. "Oh, ah, yes. I'm Alejandro, by the way." He released her. "But you can call me Ale."
Ellie froze. "You're introducing yourself? To a thief? What's the matter with you?"
"Loads of things, probably."
Ellie couldn't help it; she laughed. "I'm Ellie." She held out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Ale."
Ale gave her proffered hand a good, solid shake.
Maybe choosing tonight to rob the castle wasn't so unfortunate after all.
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[ Read chapter four ➡️ ]
MCs mentioned: @accio-bagel's Ellie Crawford and @savingsallow's Alejandro Salvatori. <3