Aubrey Flint

Slytherin || 4th Year || Pureblood

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Sneaking Out (Wesley/Aubrey)

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camera-geek-creevey:

After many snaps from the camera, he finally put it down and beamed proudly. “It’s amazing, Hogwarts never fails to amaze me. How can people be cool about this stuff? The kitchens are hidden behind a fruit ball! Genius!” He beamed stepping closer to Aubrey.

Wesley took out his wand and cleared his throat. “Accio MX7 Lens!” He said clearly, with a small pause he heard something zooming in his direction. He quickly turned around and saw a black circular object zooming towards him. On instinct, he grabbed the lens with both hands and then examined it. “Thank Merlin…” He gasped in shock. “Not a scratch!” 

The Gryffindor made his way over to her and showed her the lens. “Incredible… Hey, what do you want for a snack?” He asked smiling cheerfully. 

Aubrey sighed in relief, the camera lens was found, and now Aubrey could relax and grab herself a snack. “I guess we were all trying to be cool about it.” She shrugged, walking towards the cupboards to find some snacks. “I’m glad we found it, it would’ve been such a failure if we hadn’t.” She turned to look at Wes, a smile on her face. “I don’t know, but I’m feeling a bit hungry, it’s so late.” She grabbed her phone to look at the time, they were so off curfew that Aubrey was beginning to feel the weariness of the night hit her. She yawned. “I wonder if we can just make something without disturbing the house elves...” She looked around and walked towards Wes, “What’s your favourite snack? We can try and find it.” She was closer to him, and she smiled noticing his features. She kept wondering how it seemed that the night was a total success and she didn’t just mean the camera lens. Before that night, she had never paid much attention to the boy, she had always spent her time with her house mates and thought most of the other students thought her too much of a bitch to hang out with her. It was a relief to act herself, or at least being the person she thought she was.

Her train of thought vanished when she heard a creak coming from the portrait. She moved closer against Wes, she tried maintaining a face of cool and collected, but she could feel her heart pumping. They must have seen it coming, she thought, they were making too much noise and all for the sake of finding a camera lens. “Shit.” She whispered, bracing herself for getting caught. As promised, the caretaker, Umbridge 2.0 stepped inside with the same grin he would make every time he found students causing trouble. “Breaking curfew, I see...” Aubrey remained emotionless, she was weary of the caretaker, knowing that whatever move she made would be held against her. “Both of you have detention, this weekend.” She wanted to protest, Hogsmeade weekend was coming up, and she didn’t want to miss it, but she held her tongue and nodded. “Now go back to your dorms before I send you to the Headmaster.” Aubrey nodded and started walking towards the exit, she moved past the caretaker and quickly glanced back to see Wes. She gave him a half-smile and walked on towards the Slytherin Common Room. 

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Jade told me it's your birthday today, so Happy Birthday! :)

Oh did she now? How surprising. Thank you, Zac. 

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Jade: That's all they are. Just rumours. I'm sure it was too. If she learned to mind her own business then maybe more people would like her. You never know, you could be seeing someone behind my back.

Jade: Perfect plan. He'll have to find something new to love about himself. Just let me know!

Jade: Also, Happy Birthday!! How do you want to celebrate?

Aubrey: If I ever saw someone in that way. I would tell you. There is no doubt there.

Aubrey: I will! And thanks, I'm glad nobody noticed today. I would've hated that type of attention. Can you just imagine? People singing happy birthday in class? Nope. My parents did send some gifts so there's that.

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Wow...

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camera-geek-creevey:

You convinced me to sneak out

I didn’t convince you of anything. You have your own free will. I will not take responsibility for that.

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sam-avery:

It’s not like it’s poisoned, says the girl handing out poisoned popsicles. Murderers aren’t so subtle nowadays, huh? Come on, Flint. More devious, less obvious.

Oh Avery, you don’t know my true motives. I could be just offering you a perfectly good popsicle. You’re turning that down because you’re paranoid?

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lionsandkrum:

Don’t mind if I do! I’m not particularly sure if I’ll like the flavor but I would never turn down a free popsicle. Unfortunately, I’ve had to tickle the pear a few times in my years here since I’m always hungry due to my workout schedule. The awkwardness tends to go after a while thankfully but at least it’s not like you have to kiss the bust of some dead wizard.

What are you going to do if it’s not the flavour of your liking? Throw it away? I took my time carrying it around in the freezing cold. Workout schedule? That’s a foreign term to me. That is true, no one enjoys that.

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zoeboot:

Oh, I’m sure. Yes, I think everyone has had that type of crush, and I would hazard a guess that it’s more common in school age than at any other time. Particularly since it’s not unusual for a student to develop a crush on a teacher.

That sounds like you are analyzing the poor boy’s crush. maybe he just liked the idea of you. Oh, so does that mean you’ve had a crush on a professor? Scandalous.

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andie-longbottom:

I’ll take the popsicle, and I appreciate the advice, but I think I’m the last person who needs to be told how to get into the kitchens. 

Oh right, is that a Hufflepuff thing? I thought that was just a terrible stereotype but I’m glad you live up to it. Viva le puffs. Is it a rumor that there is a secret passageway to Honeydukes?

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becclaw:

I know, I know, but you can never be too prepared for the unexpected! I mean, what if some castle prankster decided bogey flavored popsicles were something to aspire to! Really? I love strawberry, what don’t you like about them? I know everybody has their things, but you’re the first I’ve ever heard be anti-strawberry. I just get distracted, mostly, but they’ve taught me how they make cooking more interesting for themselves. They just like having people to spend time with, I think they’re lonely.

The I’d say that would be highly improbable yet ingenious. I know they’d get filthy rich for a half-assed stupid idea. I just hate strawberries, they’re not my favorite thing in the world. They look weird, nobody knows what they really are. It’s a whole thing. Do you just improvise the recipes when you get distracted and then accidentally make something disgusting? Lonely? They have each other.

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Want a popsicle? Go ahead, it’s not like it’s poisoned. I just happened to be carrying around two. If you go to the Kitchens you’ll find more. Just tickle the pear. Yes, you heard that right. I bet you’d rather just take my popsicle instead of going through the awkwardness of tickling a pear. Yeah, thought so.

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I’ve tickled the pear plenty before, but I never say no to a free rocket pop. Especially not when you’re being uncharacteristically nice by offering it, so thanks. What made you decide to go for a popsicle smack dab in the middle of winter?

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That sounded like a statement that can be considered so wrong if heard out of context. Uncharacteristically nice? I’m sorry we are not all blown up with goodiness like you and Becca are. You could always say thank you and walk away. I like popsicles? The winter doesn’t stop that.

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Jade: What's there to be for about it? What about you? Do you have a Valentine?

Jade: Can I help? Trust me, it wouldn't be interfering. Nothing is set and stone with that anyways.

Aubrey: I don't know, it's just been rumors around about the two of you. Nothing I would even believe. I'm sure it was Kelsey spreading it around. Me? A valentine, Merlin no.

Aubrey: Obviously, you hold him down and I'll kick him in the face. You know how much his face means to him. Alright, I'll talk with mum and set it up.

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gavin-peakes:

And what a lovely mask it is, yeah? You’re quite the artist. In fact, I could use a mask, myself. You see, I need to follow this con artist around and I’d like her not to know it’s me. Do you think I could commission you? Oh, the compliments? I told you–I’m trying to make sure that my last words to you are good ones. You know, in case you drop dead from that poisonous popsicle.

Yeah I can do that, I mean your face can use the improvement. I know that the material might feel weird at first but the longer you use it then it will feel like your own face. I charge a shit ton, do you think you can afford me? Oh! Yeah good, cause it can happen at any moment. Wait - oh no false alarm.

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gavin-peakes:

I dunno if I’d call us misfits, necessarily. I complimented your face, yeah, unless it is actually a mask, in which case I complimented the great detail of it. Either way, it’s meant as a positive. You ought to be careful what you wish for, yeah? Asking blokes to follow you everywhere–that could be dangerous, you know. Your outfit is very nice today.

Too bad it’s actually a mask, then the great detail of it is from my very artistic hand, Scooby Doo. It could be, but I do know how to take care of myself, it’s a quality from all world-class villains. Yes well, it is the school’s uniform but with a green tie. What are you doing? With those random compliments. 

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gavin-peakes:

What can I say? I’ve got everything but the Mystery Machine. And the dog. And Scooby Snacks and a group of misfits to run around solving crimes with me–actually, you know what? It turns out I have very little in common with Scooby Doo. And if that’s a mask, it’s a really nice one. Very high quality. Also, trust me. If I was stalking you, you’d know it… actually, no, that would defeat the point of stalking. But I’m not stalking you. Although if you’re going to keep up this popsicle stunt, I may have to start following you to make sure you can’t con anyone else, yeah?

Isn’t everyone here in Hogwarts, at leas like a poet would put it, jsut a bunch of misfits? At least you got ythat, and I mean you are in the Gryffindor house so... Did you just compliment my face? Or just the great detail of my supposed mask, either way I think you just complimented me. Too late, my coning tendencies have risen. I now con for fun, on the go and everywhere I go. You’re just gonna have to follow me everywhere.

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becclaw:

Well, as long as it’s not like bogey flavored I’m sure I’ll love it. And red seems more likely to be strawberry or cherry or raspberry, so it’s hard to go wrong. Oh, you do homework in there? Usually I’m getting them to help me make something, I think they’re really improving my chef skills. I might be able to finish a whole dish without burning it by the time I graduate thanks to them!

No c’mon these aren’t all flavoured beans. Have it, it’s probably just a mixture of three. I’m happy I didn’t get strawberry, I can’t stand the fruit. I would’ve thrown it away and never look back if it had been the annoying fruit. I do, I can’t believe they actually taught you how to at least decently cook. It sounds like it really isn’t part of their job description, were you that terrible at cooking?

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TEXT || FLARROW

Jade: Please. If I had a crush on Zac I'd literally ask you to murder me because obviously I'd be terminal.

Jade: Ew. If he does anything weird I'll just hit him. But yay! I'd rather vacation with you than be my mum's unpaid busboy.

Aubrey: Merlin, who knew you'd be that against liking that boy. He must be one hell of an annoying one. Good thing you don't then.

Aubrey: Believe me, if he does anything weird ILL KILL HIM. Yay! It's set then, we can even try and go this spring break in case you and your aunts do go to London. Then I won't be interfering with you guys' schedule.

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gavin-peakes:

I think you just wanted to wave food in my face and then take it away. You really got both popsicles for yourself and you wanted to see what poor sap you could sucker into wanting one so you could turn around and crush him, yeah? I’ve got your number, missy. I’ll try to make sure that my actual last words to you are nicer. Your hair is lovely.

Damn it, you caught me Scooby doo. Let me just take my mask away now and reveal my true self. I am the pop-stealer, known for vicious crimes involving poor ol’ saps that want food and then you rip it away from their hands. Oh, you’ve got my number now? That doesn’t sound stalky at all. Well, it better look lovely, it took a while to get it this way. I got popsicle all over it now.