you hate me? i kinda hate me too.

[cmclaggen]

suscn​:

where: ministry memorial service

status: open

Susan walked around the atrium looking at all the people who were in attendance of the memorial. Some seemed to taking the loss of Kingsley harder than others who looked impartial.  For Susan his absence was felt quite hard and left room for a lot of unknowns in all aspects of her life. Not knowing how the New Order would recover from the loss of their leader was the question on all of their minds though no one dared speak it so soon. As she wandered, listening intently to the heartfelt speeches from those who knew him best. She’d been so caught up in the words she hadn’t paid any attention to where she was going bumping straight into the side of some else. “I’m so sorry.” She stated quickly taking a few stumbles backwards. “seems my mind’s elsewhere.” Susan said apologetically hoping the other would be understanding.

۵ There wasn’t much Cormac thought about Kingsley. Even less so now that the geezer had croaked it. The man was nice, looked highly on the Tornados, donated well but who didn’t? Really the free booze and the chance to network were a bigger reason for showing up. That and bumping into attractive women now engaged to a friend. “Susan! Don’t worry it’s fine. I’m used to witches throwing themselves at me.” He smirked, trying to find some joy to inject into this lackluster gathering of moping and sorrow. “You need something? Another drink or we could go look for your man?” Based on the recent news of the other loss their community had suffered, Cormac was guessing she wouldn’t be much fun today. “You haven’t seen Hannah anywhere, have you? I wanted to see how she was doing with all of this.”

[cmclaggen]

ms-pparkinson​:

❀

Something seemed off but Pansy knew better than most how assumptions about people could do more harm than good. “There was someone walking around in a horrible purple skirt, yes. Much too bright for this time of year. Clearly a summer skirt.” She was reformed but she was still Pansy Parkinson. “That your date? I must say, most men I know save the alleyway until they’re sure the other person will not take offense. I assume that wasn’t the case?” 

۵

“Not my date. Old date. Former date. However you want to say it.” Cormac raised an eyebrow, walking up to her once he heard the coast was clear. “Summer skirt in this weather?” He didn’t know the difference between a summer skirt and winter one but Pansy seemed to. Sounded like a fashion offense. “You sound like someone with a lot of experience ending your dates in the alleyways. Would I be right about that?”

[cmclaggen]

booksandcleverness-arc​:

“Always knew you were a bit of a pervert. You’re really coming into your own then. Reaching your true form.” Hermione quipped back, staying at the end of the Alleyway where there was still light. “Absolutely not, come on, stop being moody in an alley and we can get a drink or something.”

“Your Uncle was the one who told me nothing was worth doing unless it ruffled some feathers.” she said pointedly “I’m just following his tips. If he doesn’t like it then he’s got nobody but himself to blame.” Hermione shrugged “I’m still expecting that boat invitation.” she grinned. 

۵

“Learned from the best. Maybe it’s your presence that’s just inspiring my behavior. You ever consider that?” Cormac shot her a wink, his smirk sinful, and joined Hermione at the mouth of the alleyway. “A drink with a member of the Golden Trio? What did I do to deserve the honor? Should I call the prophet now or wait until our engagement is finalized to give them the good news?” He dropped an arm around Hermione’s shoulders, giving each side of the street a curious look.

“He has someone to blame. You. Brightest witch of our age or not, you need to learn how to pay some favors back or it’s all going to catch up to you. Don’t you want any allies in the Ministry?”

[cmclaggen]

hannahjaneabbott​:

*

There was a lot of gossip surrounding Cormac, but Hannah rarely believed everything she heard. Especially when Ernie was the one always spouting it in her ear. She liked to hear it, of course, but that didn’t mean she believed it. Hannah inspected his cheek as he leaned it closer to her, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. “Are you sure you’re okay? What happened?” Hannah asked softly, her fingertips grazing the edge of his jaw gently. Taking out her wand, Hannah murmured a spell that she had learned while she’d been reading up on healing. It would cure the redness and the stinging that he was probably feeling. “It was just a coincidence,” Hannah murmured, a blush on her cheeks. 

۵

“It’s nothing. Some guy in there didn’t have a high opinion of the Tutshills. Seemed to think I was the person that caused him to win last week.” He didn’t dare tell her the truth, getting caught on a date by the witch who had just left his flat that morning. “Quidditch is fun but the fans tend to get violent. I’m not going to scar, am I?” Cormac leaned into her touch, a wide grin appearing as she healed him. “I don’t know, Hannah Abbott. You might be my hero. I owe you one. Let me take you to dinner. As thanks for this.”

[cmclaggen]

wadeavery​:

“Pretty sure. Went to the retirement party and everything,” Wade assured with a roll of his eyes. “There’s a temporary person but I’m sure actual interviews will be happening soon if you wanted to contact whoever the new director is.” Wade took a seat as this seemed to be a different and more relaxed appointment with a friend. “I…I’m not too sure. There’s three of them at the front. Probably Katherine. That sounds right.” Wade flashed the ring from the pocket of his healing robes before pocketing again. “I did indeed,” he chuckled. “And she said yes. Can you believe that?” Wade tapped the quill against the clipboard before grinning up at Cormac. “Ask me again after I’m done with this shift. Could be celebrating every day for all I care. Though I’m not sure the Mrs would appreciate me coming around wasted each night. I do it for her though.”

۵

“And you didn’t even bring me as your date? Marriage’s changed you, man. Nah. Whoever’s in charge is good enough. Unless you want to give one of my players a clean bill of health. Something about a shaky rotary cuff.” He snapped, sitting up in his seat as he pointed at Wade. “Katherine. Taking her out next Friday. You know what she’s into? Besides following the rules? I can play student in detention if I need to.” Cormac’s attention was pulled away from his upcoming weekend at the flash of jewelry Wade was showing off. He let out a low whistle. “Come on. Show me it again. How many carats did she spring for? You deserve a real rock. And, listen, no one said she couldn’t come with us. She deserves to get wasted too. She’s signed up to put up with you for eternity.”

[cmclaggen]

anthonyxgoldstein​:

Walter meowed at Cormac before rubbing his face over Cormac’s hands. Honestly Anthony didn’t even feel surprised any more. Walter would befriend just about anyone as long as they’d pet him.

“I mean yeah I could, but that would kinda defeat the purpose. Of the walk experience. Just kinda thought it would involve more walking. Don’t know why.”

–

۵

Cormac ignored Anthony mostly in favor of giving his cat all of his attention. It was a cute thing. Not the pet he would have pegged Anthony to have. He seemed more like a lizard man. Maybe a rat. “Doesn’t seem like it’s working out to well as is. Have you ever thought about getting a dog if you’re looking for something to do with a leash? Or a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Leash friend.”

[cmclaggen]

wadeavery​:

Almost once he walked in, he smiled at Cormac immediately. At least it wasn’t a patient that would be giving him a hard time or make his job harder. “McLaggen. Fancy seeing you here,” he said, dropping the clipboard to the side before acknowledging the other young man. “Birch-? He retired after the holidays. Why?” he asked interested, but rolled his eyes. “The front girls could have told you that or were you too busy asking about something else?” Wade pulled a chair and sat down, crossing his legs. “Because I actually like my job, thank you,” Wade corrected. “My fiancé works here.”

۵

“Did he? Are you sure about that?” Cormac didn’t put a lot of effort into his job. He didn’t have to. Talking people into doing things was what he was good at. Well, except for the desk girls. But a retired player making a comeback was just what the team needed to reinvent themselves. “What’s the name of the redhead? Katherine? Katie?” He had been told but quickly had forgotten. He really needed to remember before next friday. “Your fiancée? You didn’t.” Cormac pulled out his wand and shot a harmless bit of confetti into the air over Wade’s head. “When are we celebrating?” Another friend off the market then. Soon Cormac would be the only one left.

[cmclaggen]

booksandcleverness-arc​:

Hermione didn’t go to Hogsemede often, she did most of her shopping at Diagon Alley or just in muggle London, it was easier than making the trek out there, even if floos made it relatively easy. It seemed like a long trip for most things. But she was trying to track down a book she hadn’t been able to find, and apparently Tomes and Scrolls had a copy, or at least thats what they’d said when she sent them an owl. 

She was more and more careful of alleyways, Hermione had built a sense of comfort after the war had ended, but these days she felt that comfort slipping away from her as she ducked her head around a corner before stepping that way. So when she saw a familiar face standing there looking somewhat uncomfortable she couldn’t help but try and get a better look at the situation, which is when Cormac had noticed her. “Just trying to see who is lurking in alleyways. Has this become a habit of yours?”

۵

Cormac dropped his hand, a smiling lighting up at Hermione’s sudden appearance. “It’s how I’m getting my rocks off now. Lurking in alleyways, clandestine meetings. You interested?” Normally, Cormac would be running for the hills at the sight of an ex-girlfriend or waxing poetics about how much he desperately missed them and how they truly needed to reconnect but Hermione was different. She’d picked up on too much of him, met his family. Hell, she had even befriended his Uncle Tiberius. 

“My uncle says you’re causing a stir with his department recently. What was it again? Hunting restrictions? Banning him from his favorite hobby is no way to get yourself invited on the boat. We need to work on your networking.”

[cmclaggen]

ms-pparkinson​:

❀

Pansy tried not to come to Hogsmeade often. It wasn’t anything more than she didn’t like some of the memories she had of the town. It was silly, she knew that. But it didn’t make it any less true. But every now and then, it was the place people wanted to meet. She had done just that, meeting with one of the designers she bought robes from. She had a studio not too far from the town and she always obliged her. Like any good trip, she made her way to Honeydukes. Pansy had never really grown out of her sweet tooth. She was walking when she heard someone down the alley speak. She waited a moment, seeing if anyone answered. It was hard to see and she wasn’t entirely sure who was there. “I’m not sure if you’re talking to me or not but I was just walking by. If you heard anything, it was just me walking.” 

۵

Cormac dropped his hand from his face and took a few steps to see who exactly had answered him. Pansy Parkinson. Someone he hadn’t thought about it years, really. But he’d never turn down talking to a beautiful woman. He looked up and down the street and after not seeing anyone coming out of the tea shop, Cormac grinned. “I don’t see anyone else here. What can I do for you, Pansy? Can’t say I usually do conversations in any alleyway but I wouldn’t stick by that rule for you. You see witch in a purple skirt walking around here by any chance?”

[cmclaggen]

angelinahqs​:

Today, being Angelina’s day off, had been hectic, somehow she found herself even more busy on days where she was meant to be relaxing, not that she minded. She’d spent the majority of the morning and afternoon volunteering at St. Mungo’s, and was now on her way into The Three Broomsticks for a drink with some friends. Angelina didn’t drink often, because of her quidditch schedule, so on the rare occasion that she did it wasn’t unlike to see her go a bit more wild than usual. However, as she made her way towards the tavern, she spotted a familiar figure lingering in a side alley just off of the main street. She was about to ignore him and walk away, but then he called over to her. “No, just curious as to why Cormac McLaggen is hanging around dark alleys, though I guess it is on brand for you,” she replied, remaining on the main street, only spotting his face as he turned to face her, her eyes widening at his appearance, before a smug smile rose on her lips. “Did you finally hit on the wrong person?” 

۵

“Ouch. You know, that one almost stung more than the slap, Johnson.” Cormac leaned against the building, eyeing Angelina over with a heavy interest. “Some guy in there didn’t like the way I was defending Puddlemere. It seems like not everyone’s a fan of yours.” He took a step away from the wall, getting as close to Angelina as he thought she would let him. “Now what I can’t believe is that you’re hanging out with me in a dark alley alone. First the closet and now this? You must love getting me alone.”

[cmclaggen]

hannahjaneabbott​:

Hannah had the night off from the Leaky Cauldron and she’d planned a trip to Hogsmeade to grab a couple of things. Since she’d been in school, she loved to stand inside Honeydukes and just admire all of the displays. She bought a couple of things to include in her baking and then visited the Three Broomsticks for a drink. The blonde was walking down one of the paths when she heard someone in the alleyway whom sounded like they needed help. She probably should have known better, but she walked in their direction, knowing that she could never have it on her conscious if she left whomever it was. When she found Cormac McLaggen holding his cheek, Hannah didn’t think about what predicament would have given him the reddened cheek, she only thought about helping him. “Oh no!” Hannah exclaimed as she closed the distance between them. “Are you okay? I know basic healing spells. I could fix that right up for you. Or we could use ice. It would help the redness.” 

۵

At the sight of Hannah Abbott, Cormac’s expression changed from that of a kicked puppy to one of delighted surprise. He was great at putting on a smile but the former hufflepuff and his favorite bartender really brought it out in him. He had a feeling her whole innocent act was a load of shit, especially with how close she had gotten, but it was still fun to play with. He could pretend to be innocent too. Cormac removed his hand from his cheek, tilting that side of his face closer to her. “Me? I’m fine. Just an accident. If you want to have a go to it, I’d really appreciate it. Is it bad?” He grinned, playing up a wince as he did. His gaze falling to the ground in a show of false embarrassment. “What would I have done if you hadn’t walked by?”

[cmclaggen]

location: rosa lee teabag, hogsmeade

status: open

Cormac slipped out of the tea shop, making his way into the alley running alongside of the building as quickly as he could. The issue with dating, well dates really, is that witches weren’t always clear with what they wanted. He had been having a nice time, talking and charming a pretty witch from some department of the ministry. He knew she mentioned which one but he hadn’t really focused on that. He was more concerned with the cut of her shirt and that distracting thing she had been doing with her hair. Had to be magic, the hair flips they all did. It got him every night. The nice time was cut short when a witch he had spent the previous weekend with walked in to see him there. Apparently it didn’t look enough like a business meeting for her. So here he was. Standing in an alleyway and holding his reddening cheek, prepared to apparate off when he heard a noise by the street. “You need something?” He called out, turning around to see who was going to catch him in a state like this.

[cmclaggen]

wadeavery​:

location: st. mungo’s status: open!

there was a different attitude in his step at work as he resumed, not being there for a week. he was happy to be back as it was his job but he also was excited about his future in a way he hadn’t been before. the future included susan now and her saying yes to him cast a different light into his life. since she stepped in, she was indeed a light and had changed a lot about him. by being gone a week, there were a few things he had missed like certain patients and their needs. it took almost the first morning shift to get it all down but by afternoon, he was running through the patients and room like he had before with focus and patience. 

when he reached another room after doing five already before in the same hour, he didn’t look up from his clipboard and sheet. “name and reason for coming in today?” he asked, the words slipping from his mouth easily as if practiced. 

Cormac put the magazine he was reading down, grinning with delight that Wade was the healer had run into and not some brainless slob who wouldn’t help him. He’d already been to the desk but doctor patient confidentiality was preventing him from finding out where the hell they were keeping his captain. “Healer Avery! Merlin bless the day.” He said, greeting Wade with a lot of forced enthusiasm. “You know what room Birch is in? Your desk girls won’t tell me and I need to know if he’s out for the rest of the season.” Cormac raised a brow, giving Wade a once over. “Something the matter with you? I thought this place sucked the life out of you.”

[cmclaggen]

anthonyxgoldstein​:

Anthony was taking Walter on a walk. Or at least, he was trying to take Walter on a walk. He’d heard about people walking cats and found the whole thing hilarious. Plus Luna had made him the cutest little sparkle collar and everyone needed to see it. 

Walter had thus far gone exactly five steps away from Lu’s shop and now they were stuck as he stared avidly at a bug on the sidewalk. They’d been here for ten minutes. Merlin he was glad he didn’t work today.

“Sorry, we’re not in the way are we? I can’t really move, you’ll have to go around us.”

–

Cormac bent down to pet the cat, staring at the creature in a little bit of wonder. He’d seen a lot of creatures and pets in his life thanks to his Uncle Tiberius but never a cat on a leash. Was this a thing now? “Can’t you pick him up?” He asked Anthony, looking up at the other man with blatant confusion.