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katherineabbott:

Katherine cackled at Amelia’s figure falling against her rickety, old sofa - old, but still comfortable. Everything inside of Katherine’s flat reeked of such, and it provided her with a sense of comfort when she felt like everything else around her was changing. But not with Amelia - no, if there remained one constant in her life, Katherine was positive that it would be the lively young woman sitting next to her. Katherine snorted. “I highly doubt that anyone would ever dare think that you’re a fool… well, except maybe me, stupid.” Katherine spoke the last term with affection, extending a hand to rustle with the other woman’s dark brown locks. Katherine felt the conversation veer towards more serious territory, and at the mention of her father, she shoveled another spoonful of rocky road into her mouth. She welcomed the accompanying brainfreeze as she shook her head. “Rodolphus is… well, you know how I feel about my cousin. Puts on this facade, acts like a perfect gentleman all the time, but he’s just as prejudiced as the rest of them, no matter how much he tries to play nice. Have you seen him strutting around the Ministry as if he owns the place?” She allowed her spoon to fall with a clatter against her now empty bowl. “But Amy… Amy isn’t so bad.” The nickname for the Carrow child fell from her lips without her even realizing it, and it was too late to retract now as she met Amelia’s eyes. “I swear, he’s a nice person! Even if he’s… got that unsettling eye contact thing going on for him, but if you can get past that, then I would say I actually prefer him to Rod.”

Amelia couldn’t help the girly giggle that left her lips as Katherine rustled her hair, her nose scrunching up as she stuck her tongue out at her much like a younger sister would. Amelia was never the playful kind, and yet with Katherine she couldn’t help but let all her worries disappear and just be herself. “Hm, is it about your cousin? Or is it about the tall and handsome man beside your cousin like a security guard?” Amelia asked as she ate another spoonful of her ice cream, looking at Katherine knowingly - she was almost transparent to Amelia. She knew Kat had her issues with Rodolphus, but they went from bad to worse wherever Severus was concerned too, they were both like children fighting over the last cookie in the cookie jar, except that cookie was Severus Snape. “Amycus Carrow is charming, but there’s something in his eye that makes me feel uncomfortable, I’m sorry, I know we vowed to make Rod’s life miserable, but I rather him than Amycus for minister,” She said with a shiver. There was of course also the fact she was investigating Amycus, but she didn’t want to tell Kat that, she’d needlessly worry. Amelia could take care of herself. “Rodolphus is... conceited, selfish, and has had everything in life handed to him, but Severus is a smart man, I trust Rodolphus as Minister more than Amycus because he has Severus at his side, and Severus has you, it’s a stronger team,” She explained before Kat could roll her eyes at her. “Which brings me to, how is that going? Has he noticed yet that you looove him?” She teased as she let out another gleeful giggle.

#chatty katty

eriszabini:

There was both an awkwardness and familiarity that hung in the air between them. She gave a considerate smile with a small nod. “I can imagine it’s exhausting. But I’m glad you got the position - you deserve it. Congratulations.” she said sincerely. She’d always thought Amelia would work in the Ministry. Wizengamot seemed like the right place for someone like her. “I’ve been good. I have a son now, Blaise. He’s four, turning five this year.” she said, smiling brightly as she thought of her family “And we’re expecting again. I’m 9 weeks along.” She wasn’t showing yet, and she wasn’t quite sure why she said anything. But the familiarity of Amelia’s friendship still echoed and it felt like something she would have told her if they had remained close.

“Thank you,” She said regarding her promotion. “Oh wow! A son! And another on the way... Congratulations,” She said, but the words came out tightly, a forced smile as she felt a pang of guilt in her stomach. Would her life be different if she could freely answer ‘Oh my daughter is six this year’? Would she call herself Amelia Prewett rather than Amelia Bones? Would they be silly enough to make Prenes a name? Or Bonett? Would she have married him now, if he asked? She didn’t know. She hardly allowed herself to think about it. “Well it does make sense, you did always strike me as a mother, always caring and kind,” She said thoughtfully. “Are you hoping for a girl or another boy?”

#what once could have been - eris zabini #WOW OK THIS HURT TO WRITE

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dorcsmecdoews:

Dorcas sat at her desk that was covered in texts about household charms and the laws surrounding them. Not the most exciting of reading ventures–but Dorcas earned her reputation as a journalist by never letting a stone be unturned and considering her current story involved a rather intricate tale involving a French diplomat and the misuse of a toilet plunger…it was prudent that she do her research. She made a quick note on her paper before a sound drew her attention from her research towards the person now standing at the door to her office, “Can I help you with something, or do you like staring creepily at people?”

Amelia let out a tight smile as she nodded once. “I didn’t want to interrupt, but I did need to speak to you,” Amelia said as she took her speaking as an invitation to walk inside. “Your articles are quite... good,” She said as she cleared her throat, unsure how to say what followed. “I have... heard some interesting things lately and I wanted your help, since you are... good and finding the truth, aren’t you?”

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“Oh you should have seen me!” Amelia groaned out as she fell onto Katherine’s couch with ice cream in her hands. “I made an absolute fool of myself,” She grumbled as she let her shoes fall to the floor and she sighed. “She must have thought I was an idiot... Babbling about my life when I haven’t spoken to her in what feels like a decade...” She said as she ate from her ice cream and looked at her friend. “Eris Zaubrey... Married... With a child...” She whispered for a moment her heart stinging with what she could have had. Once. “I chose never to love, not until I had a good seat and place and now without a minister, sorry love,” She said aside regarding her father, “but it leaves us between Amycus Carrow or Rodolphus Lestrange, neither which I am a fan of...”

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eriszabini:

It had been years since Eris had stepped foot near the Ministry. Before, it had been under the careful and dangerous eyes of her parents, both watchful for any flaws she presented in the public eye. Now she walked as a free woman, with friends in the auror department keeping an eye out for her. Walking into a small shop, she found herself looking at trinkets and toys for her son. She’d turned her head only to look into the eyes of someone she’d called a friend many years ago. There was a slight sting of hurt, remembering how Amelia had cut ties with her. A younger Eris might have been petty and mean, but she’d been dealt so much pain she only had room in her heart for soft and good things now. Eris had seen the face of true cruelty and Amelia didn’t look like it. She gave the other girl a small smile. “Amelia Bones.” she greeted “Actually it’s Zaubrey. Neither of us wanted to keep our surnames so we combined them.” she explained with a light sheepish chuckle. “How have you been?”

Amelia nodded slowly, almost awkwardly as she tapped her fingers on the counter in front of her. “Ah... Joined last names, clever,” She said with a small smile that she felt fake showing. Her mouth opened to answer her question, the quick ‘I’m fine’ wanting to follow but she wasn’t sure why she hesitated. “Tired, honestly...” She said with a sigh as she picked up a sweet from the counter in front of her. “I feel I haven’t been out of work and home for ages, but it’s come to good fruition,” She said with a more sincere smile as she looked at Eris once more. “I just got inducted to the Wizengamot, which is good considering... laws pass through there and I feel a bit more in charge,” She said unsure why all these truths came out - perhaps it was simply... Eris. She had heard of friendships where no matter how long you didn’t speak, the feeling of honesty and comfort never left, it was as easy to talk to her as it’d ever had been before she’d so abruptly acted as if the two never met. “What about you? H-how have you been?”

#what once could have been - eris zabini

Amelia walked through the halls of the Ministry confidently, like a second home. She’d known the halls better than she knew the back of her hand, she’d worked there for eight years now. The Ministry was home, where she had come to know success and hardship, and she knew each and every face that entered and left regularly, but she’d been so wrapped up in her work that the outside world seemed... foreign. She wasn’t sure how she’d ended up in the small shop, perhaps it was so many people on the street that she ended up scurrying to hiding in the shop. “What’s a couple minutes...” She whispered to herself as she turned. When she did, however, her eyes met ones she hadn’t seen in... well, ages. Her heart seemed to stop and skip all at once, something impossible for it to do, and yet it did. Her face heated up with guilt and embarrassment as she plastered a fake smile on her face. “Eris Zabini,” She said trying to sound friendly, knowing that they’d both locked eyes and there was no way to avoid conversation without making things more awkward. “Or is it Aubrey now...?” She asked as she stepped inside the story and busied herself with the first thing she saw on the counter. Out of all the people she could run into... Eris Zabini was the last person she expected, and even now after so many years, she couldn’t avoid the trickle of hurt at her own actions when young. Ones she still held. A lapse of judgement. Nothing more.

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“As I’ve said before, unless this is urgent you better hope that you’ve got coffee,” Amelia said as she kept writing on the papers below her, enchanted so no one could read them but her. “And if you leave, close the door, I don’t want anyone thinking this office is for visiting for a nice chat,” She said with a sigh as she looked up, unamused. “Well?”