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ritaskcctcr:

“ …okay? you brought it to me, dirk. “ she reminds him while eyeing the boy oddly

“What? No, I--” he glanced at the Prophet in his hand, which he’d been gesturing with the entire time. “Right. I didn’t---look. My point was that you should, I don’t know... talk about stuff that matters, too? Not just which first year pissed themselves when they got stuck on the staircase?”

#( c. )#( rita s. )

aliceprvwett:

alice’s eyes immediately fell to the newspaper that the boy had nearly just thrown beside her. feeling her heart nearly stop in her chest, she read the headline. the war was beginning to escalate and things like the news article only made alice feel that she had no control whatsoever. she took the paper and scanned it once more, angry to find that his statements were 100% correct. the witch carefully handed the paper back to him and said, “what a tragedy, i can’t even imagine how worried their loved ones must be. and you’re right dirk! the prophet has been rather lousy as of late when it comes to reporting these sorts of things.” she scraped at the leftover food on her plate with a fork before replying, “my morning’s just fine. i would ask how your’s is but i think i can already tell.”

Dirk chewed on his lip, anxious and angry. “Who cares about the Muggles? Unless it’s making fun of them, of course.” He didn’t even try to keep the bitterness out of his voice. He muttered under his breath, “not like we’re the ones still using quills and ink like it’s the stone age.” The boy crumpled up his Daily Prophet and shoved it into his bag, not wanting to look at it anymore. He’d already started the morning off on a sour note. “Don’t know what you’re talkin’ about. I’m just peachy.”

#( c. )#( alice p. )

agirlcalledemmadobbs:

“Like I said, this time I was looking ahead, you seem to walk at a strange angle and don’t look out for the shorter of us. And there are plenty of other breakfast foods out there.”

“Maybe my angle looks strange because you’re at the weird angle.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

#( c. )#( emma d. )

edwcrdtcnks:

“ of course i brought you something! but.. “ ted stopped for a moment, taking out a half-eaten cupcake out of his pocket “ i got hungry on the way here, sorry dude “

Nevertheless, Dirk accepted the cupcake from Ted and took a bite out of what remained. “I’d expect nothing less, my friend.”

#( c. )#( ted t. )

kittyabbott:

“ that’s not giving a lot of credit to people. you can’t – well, I mean. you shouldn’t put it on people that they don’t care about what they don’t know about. if the papers reported on anything maybe there’d be a real response. “

“ alright all things considered isn’t so bad. “

Perhaps she had a point. “Papers don’t report on it ‘cause no one cares, but no one cares since the papers don’t report it... sounds about right.”

“Snow’s pretty. Guess that’s my positive for the day.”

#( c. )#( kitty a. )

lckharts:

“ i know . i just like H E A R I N G it . ”

“Classic.”

“Tell me something interesting, mate. Preferably positive.”

#( c. )#( gilderoy l. )

medablack:

“ — probably, YES, ” she agreed frankly. “ — which is why i have no idea how one would procure a muggle newspaper. but i’m sure, since you CARE so much, you’ll find a way. ”

“Do you have anything useful to tell me, or are you going to keep making implications about myself and Muggles?”

#( c. )#( andromeda b. )

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#( musings. )

ritaskcctcr:

“ of course i do. but i didn’t realize you’d gotten your own opinion column in the Prophet, cresswell. how wonderful for you. “

“I’m flattered that you see my potential, Rita. But no, I’m not interested in treading on your territory. I wouldn’t dream of it.”

#( c. )#( rita s. )

edwcrdtcnks:

ted raised a finger to protest at first, but later admitted defeat. “ well, uh.. yeah, you’re right actually, i do need to work out more. “ he agreed “ you see.. “ he scratched behind his neck “ the kitchens, they’re right next to my common room so i also stopped there before i came here and i might have lost track of time.. “

“I’m glad it took a third year knocking you around for you to realize that.” Dirk couldn’t help but laugh as soon as Ted brought up the kitchens. Really, he needn’t continue past that. “Classic Tonks. I hope you at least brought me something, then? Since I was waiting around, after all.”

#( c. )#( ted t. )

aluhstor:

“ A LITTLE LOUD ? you’re hilarious. i love myself a good understatement. so much funnier than hyperboles, though not quite as impressive as a freshly timed metaphor. ”

“ … i want to punch him in the face until he is out for the count. ”

“What can I say? I like to see the good in people.”

“But I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t love to watch that happen.

#( c. )#( alastor m. )

medablack:

andromeda glanced up when dirk slammed the table, her brow creasing in faint consternation. she found it vaguely surprising how outraged he was, like this wasn’t a regular occurrence in the daily prophet. honestly, it was impressive the story had even made it in. “ — there’s probably more about it in the muggle papers, if you care that much, ” she informed him once he’d sat back down, turning her attention back to her crumpet.

“And how, exactly, do you propose I get a Muggle newspaper in here?” He cocked his head, question about 80% rhetorical. ‘If you care that much.’ He wasn’t a fan of her implication. “And for your information, I do care--probably more than you.”

#( c. )#( andromeda b. )

agirlcalledemmadobbs:

“Well then, perhaps you need to look down instead of up. I don’t eat oatmeal it’s too chunky.”

“Or maybe you should watch where you’re going.”

“You’re missing out.”

#( c. )#( emma d. )

lckharts:

“ a GOOD LOOKING loon , at least . right ? ”

“Of course, Gild. I thought that went without saying.”

#( c. )#( gilderoy l. )

kittyabbott:

kitty paused in her walk to her table, drawn by the intrigue of raised voices so early in the morning. she glanced down at the paper on the table before the boy, biting her lip at the dizzying arrangement the blurbs and headlines made up – and, true, it took a few beats for her to find the one in question. “ not an afterthought, maybe,” she admitted. “ maybe … maybe they didn’t expect people to care about their names? “

“ —— morning’s fine, thank you muchly for asking. oh! and yours? “

“I mean--yeah. They don’t expect people to care. Because they don’t. That’s what’s fucked.” Dirk sighed heavily. He looked at the Prophet again and pushed it away.

“It’s alright, I s’pose. All things considered, at least.”

#( c. )#( kitty a. )

aluhstor:

HE STOOD CALM AND CASUAL, goblet in one hand as the other remained tucked lazily in his pocket. alastor seemed undeniably disinterested in most of the passersby save for one the only person to inspire the boy to open his mouth and actually speak. “ oooh. not a fan. ”

“The one with the scarf ‘round his head like he’s got a toothache?”

“...that’s fair. Pretty sure he’s harmless, just--a little loud, y’know?”

#( c. )#( alastor m. )

agirlcalledemmadobbs:

“Fucking hell, is it too much to ask to look where you’re going? Because this time I was not looking at anything but ahead of me.”

“Clearly not, considering you ran into me.”

“Who pissed in your oatmeal this morning?”

#( c. )#( emma d. )

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