It's like thunder and lightning

And you're Jekyll and Hyde-ing. Are you real or are you lying? So stop with your crying I can't handle it now Luke Bagman. 26. Beater.

[coolhcndluke]

c-kcwalski‌:

She laughed. “Well, that doesn’t sound good.” Lottie smiled, “Want to come over then? I’m in a baking-slash-cooking mood. I feel like I need something in me besides restaurant-produced foods and sugar.”

“Sure, I’ve got nothing else going on and well.... it’d probably be nice to eat something that won’t kill me for a change. I’m a terrible cook.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

She yawned, waving her hand about in dismissal. “Sorry, honey. I caught an early flight back in from my grandma’s. New Orleans is like six hours different from here, and my body’s internal clock has noped right off for the rest of the holidays.” Lottie smiled, “You continue whatever it was that you were sayin’ – and I’ll go get some more caffeine in me. Tea or coffee for you?”

“It’s alright. I figured I’d get in extra practices over the holidays so at this point I’m running on fruit cake and fizzing whizzbees. Maybe even butterbeer? All I know is my diet has gone to shit.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

She laughed, “Sounds like you’re justified in not buyin’ him anything then. Maybe he’s more into that sentimental stuff.”

Lottie hummed and shook her head, “I wish everyone was like that. Buyin’ presents is so stressful.” She paused and looked up at him. “You busy? We could go grab lunch and you can help me go through my list.”

“I think he’s more into himself.” He said with a laugh. “As for being busy, I suppose I’m busy getting lunch with you.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

“Good gift for him, huh.” She rested her chin in her hand and gave him a smile, “Or is that code for: I haven’t gone shopping, so it’s the thought that counts.”

“I mean... it may partially be code for that...” He offered up before letting out a laugh. “I think me following in his footsteps was the greatest gift he could’ve asked for or so he says every year I come home.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

“A little bit, yeah.” Lottie smiled at him. “Hopefully I’ll get a little bit of time off for the holidays. I’d love to go home for them, but I haven’t been able to the last few years.”

She nodded at him, “What are your holiday plans?”

“I’ll probably end up spending time with my parents. Dad likes to relive the glory days when I’m home so I felt that would be a good gift for him. What with me following in his footsteps and all.”

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arlo-avery‌:

“Thank you but there’s really no need for you to apologise,” Arlo smiled, leaning back against the counter in a way he would have been punished for once upon a time. His rigid posture was something he was often teased about and he had been making an effort to relax when he could. “Is that a Quidditch Team?” He asked, attempting to answer his own question. He felt sure he had heard Lily talk about them before.

“I know, but if I don’t I’d feel like an arse.” He said with a laugh. “And yes. The Wimbourne Wasps. I know we’re not Puddlemere but we’re at least not the Cannons.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

“Yeah, I don’t think I was quite ready for a career change,” she shrugged. “It’s similar to what I was doing, but Merlin. I feel like it’s been a year and it’s only been a month.”

“That’s what your line of work does. Time works differently for your lot.” He mused. “For me, time passes quickly and a month feels like a week during the season.”

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arlo-avery‌:

Arlo laughed quietly. After leaving his family he hadn’t found a reason to drink like he used to, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t enjoying his time spent in the Leaky Cauldron. He was only here on an errand, having taken to using the small tasks both himself and Lily were prone to forgetting as a way of prompting himself to leave the house, to explore his newfound freedom and overcome his fears. His girlfriend, known for her high expectations and tendencies towards perfectionism, had insisted the Leaky Cauldron was the only place you could find decent wine near Diagon Alley and she wanted a bottle for the recipe they were going to try tonight. He had been waiting at the bar for a few minutes now, before finding himself distracted by a man he didn’t know. “Considering I didn’t have the pleasure of meeting you before your apparent fame, I can’t say I would make a very good judge.” He turned to face the stranger with a hesitant smile, eyeing the beer in his hand and wondering how many he had managed to drink so far. “May I ask what you’re famous for?” 

“Sorry, thought you were someone else.” He replied with an awkward laugh. “Guess the firewhiskey goggles are working overtime tonight. As for me, I play for the wasps.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

“Yeah?” She laughed. “Well, what’ my excuse, then? I didn’t play quidditch.” Lottie pretended to examine his head and hummed, “Looks fine to me.”

“Erm.... wrackspurts?” He offered up. “That’s good. I need to have a good head on my shoulders as I’m not quite ready to retire yet.”

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ofparisian‌:

paris turns to the man and smirks. her head tilts: she blinks just once. “sorry - but who are you, again?“

“Apparently no one. At least this will keep my ego in check.”

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accioavocados‌:

“What fame?” she asked, furrowing her brows, humming as if she was trying to remind herself where does he know him from. “What’s your name?” she asked with a smirk.

“You wound me so.” He said with a laugh before placing a hand over his heart. “My name is John Smith.”

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“I mean... I wouldn’t say that I’m not a fan of having some level of fame. I try not to let it get to my head but... I’ll let you be the judge of how large my ego has gotten.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

She sighed and motioned to the pile of paperwork on her desk. “I told you. I’ve been an auror for all of a week and I already regret my decision.” 

“Sometimes the decisions we regret turn out alright in the end.” He paused. “I’m not the best person when it comes to pep talks. Perhaps one too many bludgers to the head.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

She smiled. “Thanks.” Lottie shrugged and looked down at her dress. “I think I underestimated how hard it’d be to get around in this thing.”

“Well if you need me to carry you, I will.” He stated with a grin. “John Lennon isn’t exactly prince charming but I could try to be tonight.”

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orion-longbottom‌:

“So you’re telling me that fried oreos are actually good?” Orion said, raising an eyebrow, “I don’t think I really believe you.”

“Yes... but only in moderation and only if they’re fried properly.” He mused. “They’re disgusting if not fully fried and just covered in batter.”

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c-kcwalski‌:

“Merlin, sorry – “ Lottie said as she brushed the glitter off from the other person’s shoulder after brushing against them. “I’m leavin’ a glitter trail. It’s horrible. Even by my standards. Which is saying a lot,” she smiled and dropped her hand. “You look amazing, though.”

“It’s alright, I’m no stranger to glitter.” He mused, looking to his sparkly shoulder. “Thanks, I thought it’d be nice to go as a Beatle. Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club costumes came in clutch. You look rather lovely as well.”

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