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modern founders / Ravenclaw
Our emblem is the eagle, which soars where others cannot climb.
“You’re welcome. Focus on the way that the plants are useful to wizards. I heard that was the biggest part of the test.” Emma shrugged. It was not the first time she has been kind to someone, she didn’t understand the shock.”
Not really used to many people, outside of his close knit group of friends, showing him any extra kindness meant that Oliver was a little wary of accepting help. “I have a feeling these all will be very helpful. I was dreading this test to begin with.”
Lucinda laughed “I think Marlene thought that because she was the only girl in her family so she was spoiled a little bit. Sometimes, loving yourself can be dangerous.” Lucinda smiled at him and kissed his cheek “Sorry, Oli. Forgive me?” Lucinda asked batting her eyelashes at him
“She’s a spoiled brat if nothing else,” the Ravenclaw muttered more to himself than to Lucinda. He knew that Marlene was her close friend, and didn’t want to offend her, but he couldn’t help the way he felt. His usually pale cheeks flushed pink and Oliver smiled at the ground. “Yeah, whatever Lucinda. You’re forgiven I guess. But I’ll never forget how abusive you are!”
Regulus smirked as he watched Oliver tense up when his own fist was held out to him. Pushing it forward so his knuckles touched the boy’s stomach, he grinned again. “Do it, Dickson!” Regulus pushed, ignoring the boys protests. Watching carefully, Regulus slapped the boys hand away from where it had gone to his wand, and moved to slip the wand out and toss it across the Tower, millimeters away from falling off. “I’m not crazy!” He screamed. “Just do it, Dickson,” he said, this time only a little bit calmer. “Isn’t it time we both felt powerful?”
The taller boy flinched away from Regulus as his knuckles touched Oli’s stomach. Still refusing, Oliver watched in shock as Regulus flung his wand across the room but he was too frozen in fear to make a move to go get it. “Th-Th-There are other w-ways to feel powerful,” he gulped, “You- We- don’t have to do this...”
Daisy nods her head in approval. “It’s almost like a sick way for attention. Disgusting. Yeah, well, no attention or not, that’s no excuse for being so rude. There’s never an excuse for lashing out at people for your own benefit.” Daisy chuckled and hit Oliver lightly on the arm. “Hey! However, I can see where you’re coming from.”
“Attention seeking scums,” Oliver agreed. “Ah, you understand me Daise. I love it.” He flinched away from the much smaller girl and dramatically grabbed a hold of his arm. “Ah, ah, ah, no need for violence! This is exactly the kind of childish torment I was talking about when I was talking about bullies!” he deadpanned.
“I don’t think anyone actually was worth noticing in our younger years. I mean none of us were top shit like we are now. Wow, someone who actually understands that we aren’t all evil.” Lucinda hit his arm lightly “Oh shut it Oliver. Potions are a Slytherins strong point.”
Oliver scoffed. “Marlene and James certainly thought they were. Even back then Marlene’s ego was huge. James has calmed down a bit over the years but Marlene? I think she’s getting worse and worse as time drags on.” He shrugged. “Well yeah. I don’t believe in house stereotypes.” Laughing he rubbed his arm playfully. “Oi! No hitting!”
Nodding his head, Sirius began to agree with Oliver. “I’m with you on the whole idea that people think it’ll just disappear if they don’t talk about it, not enough information about the war is heard inside these walls. The strings I have to pull to find out what’s going on outside is ridiculously annoying.” Pressing his lips together in objection to Oliver’s words, he worked to find a civilised way of expressing his disagreement. “I dunno, I feel like we’re rarely being taught to protect ourselves. I mean, I get the whole idea that history repeats itself, but do we really need to learn about the Goblin Wars for three years in a row? Don’t get me wrong, DADA is great - when we have a decent professor, and I actually find potions to be quite useful, and sometimes charms, but other than that, the rest of these classes seem a bit pointless. If I was running things I’d be teaching more things to help these kids in the outside world of the war.” Pausing on Oliver’s final point, he hesitated before retorting. “But maybe if they told kids more about how dreadful the other side is, there wouldn’t be so many people falling into the Dark Arts.”
“I can see what you mean, I love the muggle world, and I think when I blend into it, the ignorance they have is quite easy to like - a sort of numbness from your Wizarding problems. It’s come in handy every once in a while. But in the end, I always get drawn back to the Wizarding world, it’s where I feel most at home.”
Sirius made a face and waved a hand. “Don’t apologise. It’s not the worst thing in the world - I’ve come to embrace it, actually. Best way to deal with it and not let something get to you. Sorry you’ve been called a lot of names over the years. People can be right twats sometimes.”
Laughing easily, he nodded. “Please, do - the really cheesy ones as well, can’t get enough of them.” Sirius grinned as the topic fell to his bike. “Muggle bike; a Harley. I’ve fixed her up over the years, put a few charms on her so she has a few tricks up her sleeve, you know, defensive charms, invisibility, flying - all the useful stuff plus more. Good fun.”
Oliver began to chew on the inside of his cheek. It was an old habit he started back in third year to help prevent him from speaking out of term and keep his mouth shut. The last thing he wanted to do right now was upset the other boy, especially when they seemed to be getting on well which felt weird to Oli, but he couldn’t help but disagree. “To be fair, Hogwarts has had the same teachers and the curriculum for years. They didn’t exactly plan on a big Wizarding War to occur so I’m sure that’s why they haven’t changed all of our classes to ‘how to kick the Dark Lords ass 101′. We are still just kids, Sirius. I’m sure the last thing our professors, who have seen us grow up for the past six years, want to do is prepare us for our funerals because you know ultimately that’s what’s going to happen if you jump right into the war swinging.” He took a moment to collect his thought before responding, “I believe that ultimately is a choice. No matter how much light and goodness you shove down someone’s throat, they can always choose to go a different route. Besides, if everyone turned out to be good guys then we wouldn’t need people like you.” It sounded much harsher than intended. Oliver shook his head as if to take back his words. “I just mean- Y’know- The brave idiots who have to go around saving the day all the time.”
“Ignorance truly is bliss I suppose,” Oli agreed. “I almost feel bad for the muggles though. Most live their entire lives not knowing about this entirely different world and they never get to learn the beauty of magic. Because I know for damn sure that it saved my life.”
He couldn’t help but laugh at Sirius’ last statement. “Right, real twats sometimes. But you don’t need to apologize either, really. I may have had it bad but I’m sure you’ve had it far worse than I ever will...”
“For sure. Maybe I’ll find one with an animal, like a dog or a monkey or something on it with a corny landmark in the back.” Oliver chuckled at the idea. “Sounds- wicked. That’s amazing. Where the hell did you get a Muggle bike from?”
“You can skim. The middle one is my notes. I don’t need them because I know all of this. I can tell you’re struggling a bit and I am trying to help. Are you really going to turn that away?” She let out a soft laugh. “Or you could always use a simple reading spell that makes you read everything faster.”
“All this is just notes?” he asked in disbelief, flipping through the large middle book. “Good point... Since you’re actually being really nice and trying to help me then I guess I have to accept this. So, uh, thanks Emma? I’ll try to read all this as soon as possible so I can get it back to you.”
Alec Blackwood and Oliver Dickson “Team BAMF” moodboard
"No, I can’t say I do. Then again, I never really paid much attention to anyone outside my house then. Oh dearest Oliver, have you forgotten? We are the bad guys." Lucinda mulled over the ingredients "The Beozar is an antidote for most poisons so that’s why its used. Standard Ingredient is herbs that have multiple uses and proprieties making it useful. Unicorn hair is a purifier so using that against poisons dissolves them. And Mistletoe berries actually cause some severe stomach pain, low pulse and diarrhea but in small amounts they aren’t toxic."
“Right. Well I wasn’t really much to notice back then away. I’m actually glad you didn’t know me back then,” Oliver humorously laughs. “Some of you maybe. But I don’t think you’re all completely and totally evil.” He quickly scribbled down every word she said. “Wow, thanks. You’re kinda a genius. Who knew?”
"Its not my fault I am such a good storyteller that everyone thinks its cool. Good luck with that." Alec laughed "Or I could confess sober." He joked. "I knew you only love me for my good looks. Luckily its genetic so you can thank my parents for that."
“The only people who listen to you are girls and the only reason they listen to you is because they think you’re attractive.” Oliver grinned. “How high is the possibility of me getting you to confess your true feelings for me sober and possibly in front of the entire school? Does that mean that I would think your mom and dad are hot too? Would I fancy either of your parents?”
Regulus kept the sickly grin on his face, which was far from an amused grin. It instead gave an aura of evilness to the Slytherin, and if he was being honest, Regulus was enjoying it. Chuckling slightly again, he quirked an eyebrow at the Ravenclaw. “I’m far from ‘losing it’, I think you’ll find. I think I’ve found exactly where I’m meant to be, actually. Yes, Dickson, yes I do have to do it. And if you’re not going to understand what I’m saying, then here,” Regulus moved quickly to grab a spider he had spotted earlier on the rail of the tower. Holding his fist out to the other boy, he smirked. “Do it,” he almost hissed.
Listening and watching the other boy carefully, Oliver visibly tensed as Regulus moved to get the spider. “W-What? Reg-Regulus you have got to be kidding me. Hell no! Put the fucking spider down now!” Oliver lowered his hand so that it rested just above the pocket his wand was located in, ready to whip it out at anytime in case the Slytherin got any funny ideas. “Do you realize how crazy you sound right now?!”
"No one likes bullies, bullies are just…mean. I do believe that he is just naturally bitter and mean, so there’s a reason for his wife to leave him. Which is sad, really, but if he’s mean, he’s mean. I think maybe he was barely even acknowledged as a child to be that mean."
“Bullies are the scum of the earth honestly, anyone that puts down other people to make themselves feel big just-” he shakes his head, “Makes me sick. Exactly. Not getting enough attention as a child does tend to mess me up for life. But hey, if my kid came out with a face and attitude like his I probably wouldn’t want to acknowledge him, as horrible as it sounds.”
“Here you go this is all you need for the Herbology test. You can thank me later.” Emma extended the books to the other student.
“Oh I- Um- Thanks? I guess? I don’t really know how to take this... You really don’t have to give me all these books... especially because I probably won’t have time to read them,” Oliver responded, examining the books.
Lucinda laughed “Why do they harass you if you don’t mind me asking? I think its because we take our revenge seriously so we lure them into a false sense of security before striking.” Lucinda smiled “What’s the potion again? I can help you.”
Oliver shrugged. "Kids can be cruel and childish. You don't remember back in the days when I was, unfortunately, not as dashingly handsome and charismatic as I am now? I was awkward and a teacher's pet and got everything right in class. Not to mention my name. So people picked on me. And that's just plan evil," he joked. "Antidote to Common Poisons," he read from his paper. "Contains Bezoar, Standard ingredient, Unicorn hair, and Mistletoe berries."
"You know it. I am not! Why does nobody believe me anymore? I mean honestly. No, it just depends my mood when I’m sober. You have fun with that. I knew it! I knew you were using me for my body. Did you even like me?"
"Maybe because you're always making things sound a lot cooler than they actually are, especially when you're talking about yourself. Damnit. I'll find some way to get you sad and blabbering about your feelings. Maybe if I get you drunk enough you'll confess your love for me," he laughed. "Oh I guess the secret is out. The only reason I've been friends with you for six years is because I knew you were going to become really hot one day and look I was right. Now I maintain this relationship just so I have an excuse to feel you biceps."