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phionagallagher:
endless list of opposites – hestia jones written by nymphadorawrites
❝ Compassion hurts. when you feel connected to EVERYTHING, you also feel responsible for e v e r y t h i n g. And you cannot turn away. Your { destiny } is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the universe or be crushed by it. ❞ [ x ] [ x ]
alxctoerinyes:
Alecto was observant - always had been, and so the way Hestia fingered her wand certainly didn’t go amiss on the Slytherin. Not that she said anything of course, the brunette was still trying to decide on whether or not she had the energy for fight. Quite frankly, it was becoming harder and harder to say no by the second.
“Care to test that theory?” The moment Hestia left, Alecto’s mind was made up for her, and as her hand shot out to wrap around the other girl’s wrist, Alecto could only grin. “Oh come on now; I was only teasing. Won’t you stay?
Hestia did not like physical contact. Never had and most likely never would, and feeling Alecto’s fingers around her wrist sent a wave of fear through her body --- which was misplaced, of course: there was no reason to be scared. She was older, and a somewhat skilled dueller; whatever Alecto was planning, she could handle it.
But Hestia’s entire body seemed to be made of doubt and uncertainty, and so she could not fully push away her nervosity. “Please find another way to cure your boredom, because I’m not going to waste one second being part of this childish and pathetic ordeal. Like I said: I’m not looking for a fight.”
trystangreengrass:
“— thank you. i appreciate it a lot. i reckon i owe you one from now on, then? “ trystan heaved a heavy sigh before smiling faintly at the brunette as a sign of gratitude. “ fun would be spending sleepless nights at the library skimming through the thickest hard bounds and brewing concoctions in our very own dorm room— but i guess you’re right. it is indeed fun. ah, i hope that doesn’t sound like as though my life is that boring? ” he shook his head. “ i swear i have a life outside academic matters. “
“i suppose you do, but don’t worry ---- i won’t pester you about it,” she said, returning his smile with a faint one herself, her shoulders shrugging mildly. “oh no, do not worry -- it sounds quite interesting. i’m a firm believer in people doing what makes their heart beat a bit faster and lips curl in a smile and it’s quite ... i don’t know, wonderful to hear someone talk about it. i --- oh wow, that must’ve sounded a bit odd,” she chuckled. “but i completely get it, truly: i personally don’t feel that way about potions, but when it comes to baking i can stay up all night. it’s a bit problematic, really.”
danielmorello:
“Because there’s ten boys sleeping in the same room? Shit gets steamy, and I don’t mean the sexy kind.”
“I share a dorm with a whole lot of other girls, too --- and opening a window and casting a few charms should get rid of the filthy air. So, you know, keep that in mind so you can stay in your dorm next time.”
mssr-pcdfoot:
“Alright then, more for me.” He cocked a brow, keeping his eyes locked on her as he finished his drink. “Then what are you, dear Hestia?”
“Don’t want to go all mum on you, but don’t drink too fast, yeah? One person puking near to me is enough for one night,” she said, before shrugging at his answer. “Trying to do the smart thing by staying sober and regretting it more and more every second.”
danielmorello:
“I just think lightweights in general need to bulk their shit up, ya know? Like… don’t drink that much if you can’t handle it. Shit’s not cute.”
“Yeah, yeah --- exactly. But especially when they’re only fourteen years old, it’s just embarrassing and very irresponsible.”
grexley:
“See, that’s exactly what a buzzkill would say” he pointed out before shaking his head, “Ey, it’s their fault, right? No one forced them into drinking.”
“Of course it’s theirs --- but there’s no harm in looking out for one another, either. I mean ... I’ve been in that situation at that age and it’s shit. It would’ve been better if someone had prevented this from happening before it escalated, that’s all I’m saying.”
flynn-evanston:
“I’m a supporter of drinking, but even I don’t support giving alcohol to under age kids.” Flynn made a face. “Thank god this isn’t one of our commons, I’d hate to be the person stuck cleaning that up.”
“Yeah, don’t get me wrong --- I love a few wines myself, but fourteen year olds being so drunk they can’t even walk properly is just wrong, isn’t it? And thank god indeed --- Scouring Charms aren’t my greatest talent, after all.”
dearkenzi:
“same here. i mean, i wouldn’t wanna play because — i’m kinda cared of heights but it’s really cool to watch. this was a good one.”
“ah, yeah --- i completely get that. personally love the feeling of flying, but my brother is scared to death of flying himself. and i’m really excited for the next hufflepuff match now -- this seems like a good game season, and i do kind of want us to win.”
"I don’t mean to be a buzzkill, but fourth years should not be touching alcohol --- and if you don’t agree with me, just take ONE god damn look at that pool of bodily fluids.”
podmorexsturgis:
“Well if Ravenclaw can beat the Snakes, then we certainly should be able to”
“That is the kind of attitude I like to see ---- that cup better be ours at the end of this year.”
mssr-pcdfoot:
“Alright, which one of you lot is drunk enough to kiss me? No one? Well then you simply haven’t had enough yet.” He replied before handing off a glass of what seemed to be alcohol.
Glancing at the glass he handed to her, Hestia frowned --- perhaps she should not have come, as her spirit could easily ruin the party --- but soon forced her lips to curl in a grin. “I’m not thirsty --- in the literal and figurative sense --- so, no, thank you.”
septimavectcrs:
&&. “a DRINK, for the WISE OLD ‘CLAWS.” septima held up her cup, “you did it, you brilliant nerds.” she held her glass outward, waiting to clink with the person beside her’s.
---- raising her cup ( which was filled with lemonade, as she did not trust herself with alcohol ), hestia smiled at septima, clinking her cup with hers. “congratulations on the win, eh? was hoping you guys would win and merlin, did you deserve it.”
dearkenzi:
“yay, the party’s on. happy winning day for the ‘claws!”
“they did a wonderful job, didn’t they? i mean, i’m not that into quidditch, but it was an a m a z i n g game either way.”
regulustheregulus:
“I was tied up in the library and lost track of time,” he said wondering whether or not she would take his words at face value. As a matter of fact he had been literally tied up and had just managed to get out. Mostly his fault of course, he’d been trying a restraining jinx and he’d gotten himself caught up in it. He’d been trying to get out for the past hour, and had finally been able to grip his wand and untangle himself.
Hestia raised her eyebrow almost amusedly. “The library closes before curfew, so I don’t see how that can be true. We both know Madam Pince is quite strict, after all,” she said, arms crossed. It did not sit her well, being a prefect --- not any more --- as enforcing rules was tiring and a task Hestia preferred to avoid; if professor Sprout knew how often she let things slip, she would surely be in trouble. And so, this time, she would try to be as strict as possible.
sctineadxir:
“Well, I am quite of a daydreamer. I tend to not notice people. And besides, I was in a library, not a classroom.” Satine felt rather determined to be an ass. Maybe it was because she had a bad day at Quidditch Practice.
“Hmm, yeah --- sure. Just head to your dorm, will you? I’m not buying any of that --- it just doesn’t make sense. I mean, there’s a clock in the library, too, and I was talking about the clocks in classrooms you w a l k past. Anyway --- just go to your dorm or, you know, I will have to actually stick to the rules and report you to a teacher.”
