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hoping there will be better days

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oppositeoflumos:

Shane’s hands trembled at her slip-up.  The fact that she had been comfortable enough or distracted enough to even want to touch the boy in front of her spoke volumes, but he probably didn’t know that.  Shaking her head she continued to retreat from him, her face heated enough to match the color of her shorts.  “Y-y-yes, well, th-that may be, but he k-kind of helped me d-decide what to wear, and the p-payment was that I pro-promised him a dance.”  It was a lie.  Shane had rhythm when it came to playing music, but that was about it.  She was not a very graceful dancer.  “U-um.  Have fun tonight, Apollo.  Y-you deserve it after h-how well you’ve been playing and how har-ard you’ve been studying.”

Apollo’s head cocked to the side as she kept backing away from him. “Shane, where are you going?” He asks, brow furrowed in confusion. “Eros is off doing something, so could I have a dance first?” Apollo asks gently. He’s not sure what he’s done to make her shy away from him so easily, but she’s friends with Eros and on the same team as him, and Apollo doesn’t take his friendships very lightly. “Come on, please?”

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beatrice-zabini:

“Well if that’s the case then, forget about helping the Fellowship and how about you deliver me to the dance floor instead.” Beatrice chuckled slightly before reaching out for Apollo’s hand. “Beatrice Zabini.” 

Apollo couldn’t help the breathy laugh that passed his lips when the girl mentioned the Fellowship, and gently set down his glass. He’d pick up another one later, since he didn’t trust strangers to not mess with his cup and add something he didn’t want. Taking her hand, he led her out to the dance floor. “Zabini? That makes you a pureblood like my best friend, doesn’t it?” He questions. “Apollo Kim.”

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aryfaust:

Ary could sense the awkwardness as soon as Apollo realized who he was speaking to, and he made a mental note to move on as soon as the fun of making someone else uncomfortable disappeared. “No, but I can minimize the loss of points from my house with my presence, at least some of the time. Defensive tactics.” It was easy to cover up the sloppy spellwork of a housemate when he had a clear head. And people watching was turning out to be more entertaining than he had anticipated. “I know. Elves were always described as exceptionally tall, a foot above the average mall. I’m not knocking your height, I’m knocking your missed opportunity at improving your costume with a charm.”

Apollo had never really spoken to the boy in front of him before, and only knew about Aryan though his relationship with Hermes. He’d heard almost everything the older boy was willing to share, and more from Eros later. “I guess you’re just intimidating to the younger members of your house, then. Ravenclaw doesn’t really get in trouble much, thankfully.” He blinks a few times, blunt nails clinking against his glass. “I’m taller than most Korean men. I didn’t feel the need to make myself taller for one night when it would just cause me to look more awkward than I already do, and would cause my clumsiness to just get worse. I would end up stepping on someone, and probably would end up getting hurt. The risk was not worth it.” Merlin that was such a Ravenclaw answer. 

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belliisms:

she noticed the way his cheeks flushed, and she felt something suddenly jump, no, almost flutter in her stomach at the sight. had…had she made him blush like that? the sensation was unfamiliar, but warm and welcome like a hot cup of tea. he was cute; very cute, actually, and she wasn’t sure what that meant or how she felt, but cassa knew for sure that she wanted to stay here and talk with him as long as he let her.  “it shows. there have been times you’ve done so well i’ve had to recreate strategies just because of well you play. i’m sure eros support helped a lot, but don’t short-change yourself, okay? you’re not ‘just’ a mugleborn who’s good at sports. you’re the only apollo kim out there like you that exists–blood statuses aside.” casiphia offered an encouraging smile to apollo, and allowed her finger to twirl a lock of her inky black hair.

Apollo’s cheeks were flushed red from her comments, though it was light compared to the deep bronze of his skin. She was beautiful, and Apollo was still unsure of how to react around her. Did he seem like an idiot? Was he being to obvious or forward? He didn’t want to scare her off by acting like some stupid kid who didn’t know how to deal with girls. 

“Really?” His cheeks flush a bit deeper. He’d never really been praised for his Quidditch abilities, more so for the fact that he could play well even though he hadn’t grown up playing. Apollo soaked up knowledge like a sponge, which is why he supposed he had been sorted into Ravenclaw. “You’re very kind, Cassa.” His adorable bunny smile peeks out slightly, eyes turned up at the corners. “Not a lot of people compliment me, since I’m so shy.”

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belliisms:

“that sounds exactly like eros,” she nodded, failing to stifle a laugh at his ‘evil spawn twins’ comment. she had to admit, eros was…a lot, at times. cassa managed to have patience, though. she knew he always had good intentions, and he gave his all on the quidditch pitch. “i don’t know, he has his moments, but i really appreciate all his hard work. he really makes me proud, probably as proud as the ravenclaw captain is of you, ‘pollo.” cassa smiled at him. 

“How someone so tiny has an ego so large is completely baffling to me.” He muses, laughing softly and shaking his head. He loved the Cha twins, he really did, but they overwhelmed his shy personality a lot. He could feel his cheeks heat up when Cassa called him by a nickname, one that wasn’t used very often. Most people resorted to Pols, or simply called him Apollo or Kim. Pollo wasn’t one he was used to. He realized that he hadn’t said anything back to her and stumbled over his words. “Oh-uh, thank you. I try my hardest. I mean, I flew around with Eros a lot when i came to Hogwarts, so I mean, really you gotta thank him and not me. I’m just a Muggleborn who’s good at sports.”

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ftabigail:

“well. it is like i said: i’m never wrong.” the girl replied with a teasing smile.  then she scoffed and rolled her eyes before she spoke, shaking her head. “those idiots need to pull the sticks out from their asses.” she muttered, of course, most people in slytherin were decent people. but then there was the rowles, and honestly they were more than enough to make the whole house seem unappealing. “i think that’s definitely the smart thing to do” she said with a nod as she took a sip of her own alcohol-containing drink. she was definitely beginning to feel some sort of buzz from it. “i don’t think they’re gonna do anything bad if you drink. i mean, that’s more so a muggle law as well. and like, you’ll probably just get detention and lose house points or something.” she replied with a slight frown before she winked at apollo. “and besides, what they know won’t hurt them, right?” the dark-haired girl took another sip, bigger this time and shook her head slightly. “well, you may not want to drink. but i’m not giving you a choice when it comes to dancing.” 

“I’m not so sure about that, but I’ll let you believe it.” Apollo laughs softly, shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t talk to a lot of Slytherins, so I cant really judge the house. They tend to stick to their own, and I’m shy as it is. I really only make friends through Quidditch or the Chas.” He runs a hand through his hair, still not used to the enchantment. “Muggle Law, Wizarding Law, either one is a reason for them to snap my wand in two and that’s something I really don’t want to go through.” Apollo’s greatest fear was that this was all a dream. That he made it all up and none of it existed in the real world. He’d always had a big imagination, and he wouldn’t be surprised if this was all some big prank on the young Muggleborn. “Oh dancing is more my forte than drinking. My mum was a prima ballerina before she hurt herself, and she living vicariously through me and Hanmi and our dance lessons.” He laughs. 

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oppositeoflumos:

Reaching out without thought, Shane gently brushed the hair off of her teammate’s shoulders and smiled.  “What did you do, ask someone to enchant your hair to look like mine?” she asked, eyes twinkling teasingly as she rubbed the ends of a few strands between her fingers.  And then, as if she had been possessed for only a few moments and was just returning to her body, her eyes widened and her face flamed to match the red of her shorts.  She dropped the hair and took several steps back from him, nearly tripping over heels in her retreat.  “I-I-I’m sorry,” she stammered brokenly, brow furrowed.  The blonde did not reach out to touch anyone but Max, and catching herself doing it to someone who may not welcome it had her heart pounding in her chest.  She had just done the thing she absolutely hated people doing to her.  “I-I shoul-shouldn’t have t-touched you without ask-asking.”  Anxiety bubbled in her throat to make her choke on some of her words.  “Um.  I-I should go fi-find Eros.  H-he made me promise him a d-dance.”  It was a lie, and not even a good one, and Shane was not a very good liar.

Apollo scrunches up his nose. “I’m in Ravenclaw, Shane. I know how to enchant my own hair. Did you think I didn’t?” He raises an eyebrow. He didn’t mind her fingers touching the ends of his hair, because well... it didn’t really feel like his in the first place. “Hey hey hey, Nox, it’s okay!” He’s concerned because of her reaction, eyebrows furrowed slightly. “I didn’t mind, if that’s what you’re meaning. Like seriously. You are NOT the first person to touch my hair tonight.” He laughs softly. “Eros is gonna be piss drunk by the end of the night, so I wish you luck in getting a dance out of him. The last time I saw him, he was chatting up one of his teammates, ranting about people stepping on his cape. I bet Hermes is gonna have to drag him up to Hufflepuff or something later. That’s gonna be a sight to see.” He giggles slightly at the thought of Hermes dragging his brother down to Hufflepuff, or better yet, up to the Gryffindor Tower. 

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txrirhodes:

“have you ever been drunk, apollo?” tori teased her teammate, reaching for his wrist. “or danced, for that matter? c’mon, i bet you’ve got some moves somewhere deep inside that are just dying to come out.” she said, using her other hand to adjust her wig. she was starting to like how she looked with the typical mia wallace bangs–although she wasn’t sure if it was a look that she wanted to style everyday. 

“I haven’t been drunk before but YES I have danced! I took dance lessons when I was a kid, and I still dance even if it’s just casual now.” He sticks his tongue out at the girl, scrunching his nose. “I dig your costume by the way. Eros and Hermes would NOT stop giving me shit for my costume, but honestly, seeing Eros prance around in his fancy ass cape makes up for it all.”

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beatrice-zabini:

“And that right in there is the appeal,” Beatrice smirked at him. “Not a fan of dancing and getting drunk?” The Zabini girl was always the first one with a drink in her hand, always the first one to be on the top of a table dancing her to the beat of the music and swaying her hips, always the first one to be cut off from the bar and then dragged out of the club. “I’m a fan of the costume, original,” she told him honestly before leaning down to tug up the top of her over-the-knee socks. 

“I guess if you think of it that way.” Apollo laughs softly, taking another sip out of his drink, eyeing the glass slightly. Eros had dropped by earlier, and he didn’t trust his best friend to not spike his drink just for fun. “Dancing yes, getting drunk, no. That’s my best friend’s idea of a good time, not mine.” He chuckles. “Thanks. I tried my best to make it look authentic, but what can you do when you’re a Korean kid playing a blonde white elf?”

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belliisms:

“oh, really?” charmed ears perked, she looked towards him in surprise. she supposed it made sense, they both did play quidditch and knew eros. they were bound to meet up somehow. eros had a heart of gold, so she trusted whatever he could’ve told apollo. after all, it wasn’t like he was turning tail and running from her, either. that had to be a good sign, at least. “i wouldn’t be surprised if eros was tearing up the dance floor as we speak, but i don’t know hermes very well, truthfully. if he’s anything like his brother, though, i imagine he’s probably his tango partner, or helping him sneak in alcohol.” she mused with a giggle, “do you keep up with  their highjinks as well?” cassa couldn’t quite place why, but she liked talking to apollo. he had this aura about him she felt comfortable with, like a soft calmness that muffled all the noise of the party around them. 

Apollo could feel his cheeks heating up, his mind working overtime to try and figure out what to say to this girl to not sound like an idiot. It was a problem he had, talking to girls, but with help from Eros he was slowly overcoming it. Eros was a good friend to Apollo, even if he tried to set him up with every “nice girl” that he met. 

“Mm me either, but he’s got this big ass cape and he’s a little tipsy, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s off in a corer blabbering on about some random subject or trying to make out with someone.” His nose wrinkles slightly. “I try, but really they just pull me in anyway. I have no choice, being friends with the evil spawn twins.” He sighs dramatically, shaking his head. “I don’t know how you put up with Eros. I mean, he’s good at Quidditch and all, but I know my best friend, and I know how annoying he can be.”

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aryfaust:

“It’s a pretty big appeal,” Ary agreed, though he was more obsessed with the charmwork that kept lipstick from smearing than with any of the costumes. There were a couple from Muggle culture that he recognized and pretended not to, as if acknowledging the other half of the world would get him sucked back into it. “I don’t do either, but….no passing up potential housepoints.” It was grounding, to be near someone that also couldn’t find the groove of the party. And then because he couldn’t help himself, “You’re too short to be an elf.”

“Mm I guess to some it is.” Apollo shrugged, feeling kind of awkward around the other boy. Hermes was one of Apollo’s best friends, along with Eros, and Apollo didn’t know exactly what had gone down between the two of them. “Do we really get housepoints for being here? Not that Ravenclaw needs the points.” He can’t help be smug about the fact that his house doesn’t get into as much trouble as the others do. “Short? I’m 5′11″. You want short, look at Eros and his 5′7″ ass.” He snorts. Apollo’s actually pretty tall for a Korean guy, but he knows he’s not extraordinarily tall by British standards.

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ftabigail:

“well, the costumes are definitely the cherry on top. after all, you can’t really dress up as legolas for the yule ball without getting weird looks.” she said with a small smile as she raised an eyebrow at her housemate. “your costume is really good by the way. very cool.”  abigail herself loved every opportunity she had to dress up, so halloween was definitely amongst her favourites, and she appreciated it when other people also put a little bit of effort into their costumes, like apollo. the girl nodded slowly and took a small sip from the drink in her hand, which very surely wasn’t completely without alcohol. “well. you’re not wrong.” she said with a small laugh. drinking wasn’t allowed at these things, or at the school in general, and being a prefect abigail definitely shouldn’t be doing it. but she wasn’t drinking much, just enough to give her a little buzz and make her relax. and considering the circumstances, the last part was definitely needed. “now, correct me if i’m wrong    which honestly, we both know i never am    but i’m going to guess that you’ve never had anything to drink at these things before, right? now i’m not judging, but all i’m saying is: don’t knock it ‘til you try it.”

“That’s the truth.” Apollo laughs, shaking his head. “i wouldn’t even be able to pull off green because all the Slytherins would have my throat. Only for a Halloween ball can I dress like this and not get hexed.” He eyes the drink in his hand. “Eros had a flask earlier so I don’t trust anything he puts in my hand. He’s already tipsy as it is. He’s legal now so he just does whatever he wants.” Apollo won’t turn seventeen for nearly another year, so he doesn’t get the hype that his best friends have over being of age. “No I’m not legal and I don’t want to break any wizarding laws.” It’s always been an irrational fear of Apollo’s that they would break his wand or someone would take away his magic, and had persisted since he was young. “If I want something I’m sure Eros would be more than willing to tip some into my pumpkin juice.” He laughs. 

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oppositeoflumos:

“Y-yeah, well…y-you’re not the most s-social,” Shane managed to tease as she overheard her teammate talking to one of his friends at the refreshment table.  “I th-think you’ve got t-to be particularly outgoing to enjoy th-these sorts of things.  H-hence why I’m hiding, and my g-girlfriends are…not.  She jerked her chin towards Niamh and Dominique where they were just being themselves in the general direction of the dance floor.  “I-I l-like your costume, by the way.  T-Tolkien w-was a master of fantasy.  I-I’m sure goblins don’t appreciate him as much, though.”  She snorted as she thought about how the writer had depicted them as being innately evil.  Very particular, yes.  But not evil.  “S-sometimes I wonder if he was a wizard.”

“I guess that’s true.” Apollo muses, looking at the short blonde girl, his enchanted blonde hair falling over one shoulder slightly. “Tolkien was the first chapter book I ever read. One of the first Muggle movies I got to see by myself too. It’s kinda a big deal for me to dress up as Legolas.” Apollo laughs softly. “You know I wouldn’t be surprised if he was a wizard. He’s surely got the mind and knowledge of one. It’d be cool to have something in common with my favorite author of all time.” He chuckles, adjusting the makeshift bow and arrow slung across his back. “What brought you out here? Did Eros or someone drag you out by your hair?”

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hcavcnlyhcrmcs:

Hermes rolled his eyes so hard he was afraid they were going to come out of his sockets as he heard his best friend expounding on how he didn’t really get the point of Halloween feasts.  Tossing his violet velvet jacket over the younger man’s head to save everyone from the Ravenclaw’s musings, H sauntered past him to rob the refreshment table.  “Apollo Kim doesn’t get the point of social events.  Alert the Daily Prophet!” he teased, chucking his shoulder against his friend’s.  “What are you supposed to be, exactly?  Other than a raging nerd, because if that’s what you were going for, you could’ve just come as yourself.”

Apollo’s lower lip sunk into a pout when Hermes teased him, though the older boy would know that Apollo was just faking it. Hermes brought out the best in Apollo’s personality, the bright happy side that made him more social. “Oh can it, Little H. You’re such a brat!” He laughs, shaking his head. “I am the best character from a classic work of literature, HERMES. Legolas is a badass, and even you can acknowledge that. Didn’t I make you sit down and watch the movies with me when you came to visit that one summer? I remember Eros glued to the screen.” It was one of the perks of having pureblooded friends, being able to show them Muggle things that they wouldn’t have been exposed to otherwise. 

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belliisms:

her charmed fabric cat ears stood at attention when apollo began speaking. eros spoke highly of him plenty of times before, if she recalled correctly. he seemed nice enough, but she never seemed to be able to pluck up the courage to try and hold a conversation until now.  “i like seeing everyone have fun,” cassa admitted, fiddling with the hem of her skirt and suddenly feeling very exposed. she was feeling a tad nervous, truthfully. she knew eros was close with apollo, so she had no idea what kind of information he could’ve relayed to the ravenclaw. the last thing she wanted was for eros to encourage apollo to speak to her and disappoint him. 

“you’re apollo, right? eros mentioned you a few times. i’m casiphia, er, cassa works if you don’t want to try and work through that mouthful.” 

Apollo’s eyes widened as the older girl started speaking to him, brushing a piece of his hair behind his ear nervously. He knew OF the Hufflepuff, from Eros and playing opposite her on the Quidditch pitch, but he had never spoken to her face to face. He didn’t really talk to ANYONE face to face. 

“Fun is nice, I suppose, but I wouldn’t put it past Ros or H to sneak in alcohol since they’re legal now. The twins hadn’t had a HUGE birthday celebration, since their birthday was only a few weeks from Halloween, and The Cha’s mother loved to throw extravagant parties when they went home.

“I- I’m Apollo yes. And I knew who you were too. Eros has mentioned you a few times.” He’s starting to question the motives of his best friend, but he doesn’t pretend to understand the enigma that is Eros Cha. 

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“I don’t really see the appeal in these things other than costumes.” Apollo mused, sipping from his glass that he had narrowly missed Hermes or Eros slipping something into it. Hermes would have pulled some prank on him, but Eros was one to spike the drinks, and Apollo was just not into that. He scanned the room for his younger sister, tugging on the green fabric that covered his body. Sure the costume was nerdy, but Apollo loved to read, and one of the first chapter books he had ever read was Lord of The Rings, and well... elves were cool. “Everyone just comes to dance and get drunk.”

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Halloween (still Samhain my wicca self is sobbing in the corner)

Apollo as LEGOLAS GREENLEAF