“I suppose your right about that, they are nothing but bullies. Fools too. Like the rest of their house.” She stated bluntly, “Nothing redeeming about them.”
dirk shifted in his seat, suddenly more uncomfortable than he already had been. he set his newspaper down and looked at what was left of his breakfast--- the bits that weren’t covered in porridge. “i don’t think that’s true.” he shook his head. “not at all. you can’t...generalize a group because of some people.”
Lore looked over to the slytherins, “I can hex them if you want.” And then looked back to him, “what was that about being a journalist? Do you enjoy that kinda stuff?” She quizzed.
“no, don’t do that.” he quickly glanced up at the gryffindor, his brow furrowed, and another clump of oats fell off of his head and onto his shoulder. “they’re wasting their own time. before you know it, we’ll all be out of hogwarts and they’ll still be the same thing. bullies.”
Lore acknowledged the situation and headed over, She shot a glare to the slytherins and then turned to the hufflepuff.
“Did they hurt you?”
he avoided looking at the girl and flipped the page again, a lump growing in his throat as another clump of oats slipped off of his head and onto his plate of toast. it was one thing to be bullied every day of his life, it was another to allow the bullies the satisfaction of hurting him. “i wonder what it’s like to be a journalist?” he asked, not meaning the question in the slightest.
quiet murmurs and laughter surrounded the hufflepuff as he sat at his house’s table in the great hall, porridge sliding down his face and landing on his copy of the daily prophet with a SPLAT! he didn’t look back at the slytherins who snickered and left pointed fingers in their wake, but instead lifted his newspaper and did his best to shake off the bits of slimy oats that coated the front page. he opened it and continued reading, disregarding the warm spots all over his head and the front of his robes. “the holyhead harpies are looking for a replacement seeker. that’s pretty cool.”
✦ * · ˚ ⌜ dylan everett, im dead inside ⌟ ― was that DIRK CRESSWELL? i heard the SIXTH year HUFFLEPUFF is siding with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. not surprising, seeing as how they’re a MUGGLE BORN. HE can be pretty HEADSTRONG and INSECURE, but they’re also known to be RESILIENT and HUMBLE. some people call them the PALADIN
my only non trash son (excluding pandora bc she is my kween) dirk cresswell!!!
he such a sad boi™
my sweet sweet son would never do anything wrong tbh???
his parents passed away during the vietnam war bc ya boy is AMERICAN hell ya ?????? your boy was only five when they died, so he remembers them well :( he was put into foster care and was transferred all over the states before someone adopted him when he was nine and moved to england and then they were arrested for drug possession so he became orphaned again :(
he was so confused when he got his letter to hogwarts but at the same time he wondered if it meant he would have a new family somehow?? sadly it didn’t :/ but he was happy when he got to hogwarts and finally had an explanation for all the weird magic shit going on in his life
his life at hogwarts has been unremarkable other than the fact that people bully him and call him gay :// and he couldn’t go to hogsmeade at all his third year because there was nobody to sign his permission slip bc his foster parents were shit ://
his big secret is that he actually is gay but is still in the closet because he’s already BULLIED for not even BEING “”””’gay””””
he’s my smol sweetheart that actually has never been to detention before and actually??? is probably a male version of pandora only he is sometimes mean for the aesthetic™
pretends to be cool boy but is actually nervous boy