Be the One Who's Stronger

Clara Eustacia MacMillan; 22, Arithmancer, Socialite, Order spy "And when they dare to tell you all the things you cannot be, you smile and tell them, 'I am both war and woman and you cannot stop me'."

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“After the new year, the rest of winter is just such a bore.”

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slughorn party ;;

“That little kid over there asked me if an actual slug was throwing this party.”

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“If he cannot understand that a slug can’t host a party perhaps he should not be attending one.”

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veritas: slug club party

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ettootsbrute‌:

“Well in that case, can I get you a drink?”

“I would say it’s the least you can do, since you still owe me one.”

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veritas: slug club party

“Actually, my date tonight is my brother.”

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benvolioslughcrn‌:

“Ah yes, that sounds like a lot to shop for. How is the new one? It must be exciting.” He sighs dramatically. “Not you too. My parents are already on my case about this.”

“Oh yes. He’s a darling little thing, they all came home for Christmas. Of course he’s quite noisy, and messy, but that can hardly be helped at such a young age.” Having children is possibly Clara’s least favorite part of being a pureblood wife, even though that’s still what she plans for herself. “As they should be. Really, Benvolio, caution is only to be commended to a point, and you’re taking it much too far.”

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ofimperius‌:

“I don’t know… have you seen some people??” She rose her eyebrows with a smirk.

“I have. Some people clearly don’t know better, but is ignorance really an acceptable defense?”

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ofimperius‌:

“Thank you, I like to think I manage my hair well no matter how I style it.”

“Well of course, one could hardly leave the house otherwise.”

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mssrtoebeans‌:

I didn’t realize we were basking. 

Clara clicks her tongue in disappointment. “You should always be basking when I’m around.” 

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benvolioslughcrn‌:

“Oh yes, very fortunate. Shopping for what? These are very heavy.”

“Oh, odds and ends, books, baby things, shoes. This and that. I needed to do something to raise my spirits now that the holidays are past and I must face the long, cold winter with no events to look forward to. Of course,” She adds, in a faux innocent tone that’s completely at odds with the very pointed expression on her face. “If there were an engagement party to attend that would be an entirely different matter all together.”

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divine-disassociation‌:

“You’re probably not too far off track there. I’m just really out here, trying to one up the invention of Azkaban. It’s a tough act to follow.” octavia joked dryly, however, the acts of minister damocles rowle hundreds of years ago still acted as a rudder and point of pride for the family. her father took his namesake quite literally and held steadfast to the same belief system that ceased creation of a humane prison system in favor of a haunted hell house guarding by dementors. “Hmm, i can’t imagine where you would ever get that impression.” tavia dropped her head to one side, looking at clara over a few times. like she was trying to dissect her with her eyes. “You should try enjoying things while under the influence. Might add a little personality into your face.” she added, noting how incredibly dull clara’s expression had stayed. “One of my favorite parts of this little hideaway. No, no I hadn’t. Bu tthen again, I wasn’t boredom out of my mind by this shindig. Seems you were.” she noted, shrugging. “I did notice the first chairs terrible fingering. I mean, Merlin help that man if he fucks anything like he plays.”

“Yes, having an ancestor so notorious he was censured by the International Confederation of Wizards must be quite a difficult stain to erase.” Clara’s tone is innocent, even sympathetic, but simply bringing it up is judgement enough. “Perhaps I have a touch of the seer.” Clara enjoys the dry, sarcastic side of Octavia more than the vulgar, shocking side, but one is never far off from the other. “My face has just as much personality as is necessary.” Clara raises her chin, a slight, defiant tilt in the face of Octavia’s examination. She doesn’t fear being measured or found wanting by the other woman. There are precious few people in the world whose opinion Clara cares about, and Octavia isn’t one of them. Clara quirks an eyebrow at Octavia’s comment. “I’m not at all surprised that is what you noticed.”

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ettootsbrute‌:

Tilden grins. “I never forget a date with a beautiful woman.” Forward? Perhaps. But Clara had called it a date first. She puts the rest of the records in her bag. “Guess I’ll pretend I’m rich for the day, then. I’ll have to drop my bag somewhere if we’re going out, though. I don’t think Diana would appreciate me losing her records.”

“It just takes you a moment to recall it?” Clara raises her eyebrows, not about to let Tilden off easily. “Certainly not. Shall we meet back here in twenty minutes, then?”

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benvolioslughcrn‌:

“That would be me, yes.” He takes a few of the boxes from her hands with a small smile. “Yes, your delicate little arms did not look like they could support all the weight of these very heavy boxes. Why so many? Are you moving?”

“I am so lucky there’s a strong man like you here to help me.” Clara’s smile turns sly. “Not moving, shopping. Far more important.”

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“I let it do whatever it wanted today… I kind of think I might do this more often.” 

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“You should. It’s quite arresting.”

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I’m going, yeah. 

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“Already? Surely you want to spend more time basking in the glow of my presence.” 

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divine-disassociation‌:

“Well, that’s boring. Heeey, hey, our ancestors have done plenty to sully the names all on their own, especially the snakes. I’m just carrying on a time honored tradition; embracing all the benefits of having money to throw around. I just enjoy skipping over the pleasantries. Makes life more interesting. You should try it sometimes, maybe you cheeks will un-clench.” she paused, a look of revelation coming over her. “That’s how you get your ass so firm!” she laughed, looking clara from head to toe before nodding. “Hm, I’ll give you that. Masterpieces are always more fun while under the influence. That’s usually how they’re made, anyway.”  she raised her eyebrow slightly, trying to decide if she caught a glimpse of a smirk or if she imagined it. “And that’s what brought you back by where they toss the garbage? Because the waltz is too slow?” she asked, the disbelief evident in her tone.

“Perhaps in your family. I believe the Rowels and the MacMillans must have very different traditions.” Clara doesn’t hide the derision in her voice as well as she could have. As a child she was taught that having more power and money than others meant you had a responsibility to them. Such had always been the MacMillan way. “I have an uncanny suspicion that you find a great many things more fun while under the influence.” Clara continues to smile blandly and slides her hair over her should in a graceful shrug. “This is the only place one cannot hear the music. Have you noticed that the second violinist is just slightly off pitch in the first position?” There are, in fact, a great many things Clara knows a great deal about and music, specifically on instruments in the violin family, is one of them.

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christmas 1979 ;;

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floreo-flora‌:

He has been. He missed the big Christmas party his uncle threw, it was miserable being there on my own. [ she smiles ] You do take very good care of me. He’s a good guy, just…. slow with making up his mind. 

“Unforgivable.” Clara scoffs, a little serious even though she’s mostly joking. She has, after all, been through the song and dance of a pureblood engagement before, and she can’t imagine having gone to a Lestrange party without Rab by her side. “Someone has to.” Clara shakes her head. “Of course. He is a dear sweet soul, and I say that with all sincerity, but he is taking gun shy to an unacceptable level.”

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christmas 1979 ;;

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floreo-flora‌:

I’ll see what I can do. I haven’t been up there in ages. [ she nods ] Of course, yeah. I’m okay. I’ll be happier when my father and Ben get back from their business trips. And Ros too, she’s been away for ages. I love having the shop to myself, but it gets boring sometimes. 

“It has been too long.” Clara agrees. “I shall have to tell Benvolio that he’s been neglecting you when next I see him. You deserve to be worshiped. I won’t stand for anything less.”