Super Omnia Ambitio

|| 17 || 6th Year || Chaser || || Prefect || Captain ||

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@stefanxxnott

Someone was watching him. The overwhelming sense that this was the case was what had woken Augustus in the first place, though, he tried to fight it, figuring it was only Lucifur, and keeping his eyes closed until he couldn’t take it anymore. He cracked an eye open where he lay face down in the bed, searching lazily for the intruder. It was nott the cat. It was Stefan. “Can I help you?” he mumbled a little grumpily in his best mate’s direction before shoving his face into the mattress. Nobody respected the sanctity of nap time. What a shame. A moment later he let out a massive sigh before rolling over and sitting up, running a hand through his hair. “Were you watching me sleep again, Stef? You don’t have to watch, you know,” he teased for what must have been the millionth time. “You just walk in, climb under the covers, and join me in blissful daytime sleep. It’s that easy.” He closed his eyes for another moment, releasing a yawn, and when he looked again, he aimed a sleepy grin at Stefan. “So what’s up?”

[tattias]

Wish me luck.

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[bunheed]

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[netflixuniversity]

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50 Shades of Skeetwood  @wordsofpoison

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wordsofpoison‌:

Rita wasn’t very impressed when she heard that Augustus was in the hospital wing. Because she knew and he knew that it would be a way for her to go see him because she wouldn’t be able to resist knowing if he was okay or not. So she had steeled herself to be distant like she had been, to still remain pissed and she worked on it as she made her way up. But the second she entered and saw him on one of the hospital cots her resolve shattered. 

“Only you could survive a chandelier falling on you.” she said, walking over to his bedside. “You got nine lives or something?”

@augustusrookwoodtbh

Being in the hospital wing was boring, but Augustus had decided that since he was already out of commission for the day, he may as well really have a day off. Pomfrey had assured he would be right as rain in the next day or two, and he’d taken that as a sign to simply relax for once. He hadn’t opened the books a thoughtful housemate had brought him, he hadn’t written a word for the essay due in a week - he hadn’t done much at all besides nap and chat with either Pomfrey or the handful of people who’d come to see him since Stefan had patched him up as well as he could and delivered him to better care. Still, when Rita came - and they both knew she would - Augustus was all cheeky smiles.

“I’m feeling a bit like the Potter prat at the moment,” he confessed. “I have to injure myself terribly for you to come and talk to me.” He smiled once more, shifting over in the bed so she could sit beside him if she wished, as she normally would have. Well, before, anyways. “I’ve only got the one,” he admitted. “Ought to be more careful, huh? At any rate, I’m glad you’re here.”

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Remus shook his head as if shaking off the apology. “Don’t worry about it,” he assured his colleague before chuckling. “Um… should I be flattered or creeped out?” he teased. Then, at the mention of the music, Remus lit up. “It’s my favourite of theirs. Like I enjoy all of their music, but something about this album in particular hits me pretty hard.”

“Well, it wasn’t intended to be creepy,” he offered, shrugging. “Truthfully, i was distracted by the scene myself, then noticed you taking pictures, and then zoned out.” Augustus laughed, shrugging once more as he slid his hand into his pocket. “It reminds me a bit of Goodbye Yellow Brick Road, but that’s probably to do with Elton’s feature on the title track. The mood, though, the vibe, it’s a little similar.”

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stefanxxnott‌:

“What the hell.” Stefan hissed as a chandelier fell to the ground with a loud crash a few feet before him, causing him to take several steps back in shock. The sound of breaking glass was all that could be heard, broken shards flying everywhere. “Are you hurt?” 

“Well, I’ve definitely had better days,” he replied dryly, rolling his eyes. Augustus had been headed towards Stefan, coming from the opposite direction, and had suffered the misfortune of being directly under the chandelier when it fell. Now, from his spot on the floor, he let out an exasperated sigh; he was annoyed. Things like this didn’t happen to Augustus Rookwood, things like this happened to Potter, and other idiots. Not him. “I don’t know,” he answered finally, “let’s find out.” He tugged his leg from under the remains of the chandelier, wincing as a few more shards of glass made their way into his skin, pain settling in as his leg adjusted to the open air. “Fuck, ow, that hurts. Yeah, I’m going to go ahead and go with ‘Yes, I have been injured.’ Help me out here, I can’t just lay here on the floor forever.”

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“I don’t know where you’re going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?” Remus quietly sang along to the music blasting in his earbuds. He was taking his free hour today to take some pictures down by the lake, since the colors were perfect this time of year. He had just looked up from his camera to see someone else, and he nearly jumped. “Shit, you scared me,” he chuckled, taking out his earbuds.

[augustusrookwoodtbh]

“That wasn’t my intention, I apologize.” Augustus gave Remus a smile, sliding his hand into his pocket. “I was just watching you take pictures - which, I realize, sounds a lot creepier when I say it out loud,” he added, laughing. “I really liked that album, though.”

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stefanxxnott‌:

It almost looked like he wasn’t paying attention to the other as he continued to gulp the alcohol down, letting it burn his throat. “Very.” he said finally. “Left my phone back in my dorm and I couldn’t find you when I got here. I asked Skeeter but she.. wasn’t helpful.”  He shrugged his shoulders before taking another sip of the drink and then handing the bottle to Augustus. “Well, my dad’s decided who I have to marry and spend the rest of my fucking life with.” he spat in irritation. A betrothal was always going to happen, Stefan knew that, he was prepared for that and he wouldn’t have been the least bit angry if it had been anyone but Dorcas. Instead he would be trying his hardest to make it work with whoever he was fated to live with, but how was he supposed to that with an ex who hated him? “Guess he found literally no other pureblood girl to hook me up with than my crazy ex.” 

“Yeah, she’s not gonna be helpful anytime soon, I’m afraid. She’s still pretty pissed about the whole thing, enough to turn me down. I don’t know, it’s stupid, but it’s not important right now.” His hand clutched the neck of the bottle as it was returned to him, and he took a long drink as Stefan started speaking. Already, this didn’t sound like anything that was going to end well. A betrothal?  Already? It had to be pretty bad for it to have upset Stefan to this degree. Oh, that was why. Now it all made sense. “"No. No. Absolutely not. You’re joking.” Augustus shook his head. “Even... Even Carrow got two decent matches, why couldn’t your father have tried a little harder? Why did it have to be her? There’s still.. there’s a Black available, isn’t there? ” He took another drink from the bottle before shoving it back into Stefan’s hands. “We’re gonna need another bottle,” he said.

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wordsofpoison‌:

“Spoken like the perfect future stalker. Perhaps I wouldn’t want to be found.” she replied, shrugging her shoulders slightly as she took a sip of her wine. She refused to smile back. Was she ready to talk to him? She wasn’t sure. She had spent most of the night in a jealous, heated rage, even though she had no right and people were correct in saying she had no right to be so wound up over it. But now knowing Augustus had another notch on his bedpost upset her when she still had none and was still waiting for the right guy. How could she compete? “Keep babbling, maybe you’ll eventually lose your voice.” she said, her tone overly sweet. 

“Future? Skeets, I’ve been stalking you for years.” Augustus laughed, but it was pretty evident that Rita still wasn’t in the mood to deal with him or his sense of humour tonight. “Wow, how encouraging!” He gave her what he could only call a James Potter™ grin - all cheekiness and no sincerity. “I wanted to ask you something, but it doesn’t look like now is the appropriate time.”

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@wordsofpoison @stefanxxnott 

When Rita is trying to have some sort of important discussion, and Stefan is only there because he was promised booze.

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wordsofpoison‌:

The stern, dark look she had been giving the boy bothering her previously darkened even more at the arrival of Augustus. “I could’ve handled that.” she commented, tone still slightly sharp. Okay, maybe she was calmer than she was the day before but that didn’t mean she couldn’t let him squirm just a little bit more. “Yeah, well I wouldn’t of come if it wasn’t for the fifth year Slytherin announcing the party to the whole common room- it was worse than a black friday sale people running for the exit.” she added, with a roll of her eyes. She looked down at her own cup, filled with her own personal stock of red wine before looking to the bottle in Augustus’s hands. “I think I’m still good with this- you enjoy it though.” 

“I know, I just didn’t want him hovering.” Augustus shrugged it off, bother Rita’s attitude and the presence of the now departing male. He hadn’t expected Rita to be over it, but it was clear she had settled some. “I still would have found you, Skeets. I told you I would. What, you don’t think I would’ve come down to the dungeons if that’s what it took?” he asked, grinning at her. He and Stefan had figured out his problem the night before, and now Augustus was in a far better mood. The perfect move really was pretty simple - no wonder Stefan had smacked him. “Alright, so you’ve got your wine, I’ve got my whiskey... Are you ready to talk to me yet, or would you rather I keep babbling until you can’t take it anymore?

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stefanxxnott‌:

Stefan had told Augustus that he wouldn’t be making it to the party but the letter from his father had changed it all. He was a whirlwind of emotions and he needed to find Dorcas and talk to her – but it seemed she was nowhere to be seen. He didn’t know if it was by chance or if she was purposely avoiding him like always. When he finally found the Ravenclaw with a bottle in his hand, he wasted no time to step towards him, grabbing the bottle and chugging down some of the liquor. “I was looking for you everywhere.” ( @augustusrookwoodtbh )

He hadn’t been at the party long, but as he watched the crowd, Augustus couldn’t help laughing to himself. There were drunk people everywhere, and on the opposite side of the room, he could see James and Lucius arguing over the rules of same game or other, Marlene dancing on tables and threatening to punch people, and he was pretty sure he’d just seen his cat dart through someone’s legs. He felt the bottle being taken from his hands, and as he turned to see who the thief was, he laughed again, finding only Stefan. “Thirsty?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “I told  you I would be here, I just didn’t know it was going to be like....this. You could’ve just texted.” His eyes moved back to the crowd for a moment, and then he registered what Stefan had said. “Wait, I thought you weren’t coming. What’s up?”

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“If I wanted to dance, I would be over there dancing already. Clearly, I am not so therefore lies the answer to your question.”

[augustusrookwoodtbh]

“Yeah, dude, get the fuck out of here,” Augustus said as he approached. He laughed, turning to give Rita a bright smile. “There you are. I tried to find you earlier, but then I heard about the party, and figured this was my best chance to find you. Drink?” He asked, offering the bottle he held.

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wordsofpoison‌:

Her blood was starting to boil, wondering just how he thought it would help repeating her words- was he mimicking her?! But she couldn’t even get a word in, before his tone changed and she tried to ignore the slight guilt she felt seeing how he was getting worked up. But she was riled up also and she didn’t want to back down. “You’re an absolute tool, Rookwood.” she said, letting out a deep breath. “But fine, you’re forgiven. If that’s what you need. But you’re still a tool and a bellend.” she added, moodily. She adjusted the bag on her shoulder. “I think we’re done here.” 

“I..,” he started, sighing again as he gave up. While Rita was genuinely upset, though he didn’t really understand why, he was only mildly irritated. “I’m aware of that,” he said, sliding the hand that had been in his hair straight into his pocket. A tool and a bellend- it wasn’t a complete loss, he could come back from that. He nodded, accepting his loss for the time being. “Yes, I think you’re right. We’re done... for today. I’ll let you have some space, and then I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” he said. He wouldn’t even go and find her in the library later; if nothing else, Rita deserved a chance to cool off before he tried to fix things. “I’ll see you later.”

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