“i need a drink. i haven’t worn a dress like this in a long damn while and i need a drink if i’m going to power through this night in heels.”
“ not to stand in your way or anything, but who said you have to keep the heels? I’m pretty sure the dress code only applied to clothes, clothes. they didn’t specify much of anything about your shoes. ”
“ maybe … boxing day ? ”
she asked,
an ashen brow arched as she pulled out the first ridiculous
holiday that came to mind.
“ shame.
but i consider simplicity to be much nicer than expensive gifts anyway.
it’s not entirely far-fetched to think a bracelet lacks thought. ”
“ ah. there it is.
one might actually think you’re enjoying yourself. ”
“ st. patrick’s day would be a contender,
but then you’ve got to consider the importance of drinking holidays --- “
dirk shrugged,
letting that wrap up his sentence.
" see? how much can a circle really say?
even a sparkling one. not that I’m aces at other gifts either, but I digress. “
“ it’s not a far-fetched thought.
conversing with you is hardly torture, after all. “
“well even though that makes complete sense, it does not make the fact that i only have one carnation acceptable. i have a certain standard, and this just not meeting it.”
“ I have no doubts that your standard will be met. just have some faith. people are shy, but when it comes down to the wire, why wouldn’t they want to send you some? “
“ so i take it you’re not big on valentine’s day ?
no flowers and jewelry to shower a girl with ? ”
she was teasing,
falling victim to the spirit of the holiday despite her less than romantic mindset.
“ maybe a nice boy ? ”
“ i suggest smiling more often. it does wonders. ”
“ well, I don’t think it’s the greatest holiday.
but there must be something worse than it. “
dirk tried to match the teasing, giving an overdone shrug.
“ a flower and jewelry shower sounds more painful than romantic,
so it looks like the population will just have to go without my gifts. “
he smiled. “ should something like this do the trick? “
“these flowers being given out must be some kind of trick, because I have only received one carnation and OBVIOUSLY i am worth more then just one carnation. i am worth a whole damn garden.”
“ maybe that’s the issue, hm? if you’re worth a whole garden, people are probably too scared to send you just one lonely carnation. you know, for the fear that it won’t be enough to be worthy of you. totally understandable. “
“ certainly.
though i imagine it would be less appealing.
…
i’ve heard those who fall in love are blind. ”
she offered the flowers one final glance
before setting them down on a nearby table.
“ i guess that makes us lucky.
( )
sorry if that puts a halt to my unceasing kindness,
but i’ve always been good at reading people. ”
“ hey, now, this is the first I’m hearing of any kind of appeal.
I’m kidding --- for the most part. “
dirk twisted his mouth, wry, giving the flowers a parting look,
waving narcissa’s apology off with a seemingly absent hand.
“ honesty isn’t inherently unkind
though, thanks for reminding me
to beef up my unreadability. “
“ realism and romance rarely go hand in hand, dirk.
should you ever find yourself feeling
anything more than friendship,
i doubt you’ll be looking at the petals. ”
“ and who am i if not kind ? ”
“ what a shame.
people might understand it a lot better if it did, yeah?
but I’ll keep the useful advice in mind anyway ---
thank you narcissa, for all this unceasing kindness.
to me, your admirors ... now, who wouldn’t call you kind? “
“ they’re lovely, aren’t they ? ”
her eyes fell to the carnations in her hand,
different anonymous notes scattered across the various cards.
“ i only wish i knew who sent them. ”
“ as lovely as flowers can be, I suppose.
no wilted petals or strange discolorations --- though I guess it’s the meaning
that matters here, more than the look of them themselves.
you don’t have any ideas about who they’re from? “
❝ have you actually READ this play ??
it’s kind of fascinating, really, in regards to muggle culture, but…
i’m not so sure how i feel about the ending. ❞
“ I feel like I know the bare bones of the story
but then I also know the bare bones of muggle culture, so who knows.
what about the ending makes you uncertain? “
“ these so-called callbacks seem fishy to me - and the whole thing in general. why have a school musical in the first place? it all seems like a cover-up for something… ”
“ well, what do you think they’re covering up? I’d hate to discredit a theory right off the bat but nothing seems that far out of left field to me -- but of course, you might see something different. “
✰°⋆˖✰°⋆˖ ┊ JORDAN FISHER —— Well, if it isn’t DIRK CRESSWELL, the RAVENCLAW superstar. For those of you who don’t know HIM, you can spot them sitting with the other SEVENTH years. Most people think that they’re CHARISMATIC and ENTERPRISING, but they can also seem pretty RESTLESS and IMPATIENT. Sometimes people call them the SILVER TONGUE. Sure, they’re a MUGGLEBORN, but that doesn’t define them.
okay, because i really have no chill, there’s really way to much information under the cut . but he does have a stats page here in addition to the mess!!
so like lily, dirk here managed to become one of those connectionless muggleborns that slughorn wanted to collect anyway. for dirk, it was largely because of the years he spent travelling around the world with his father -- a muggle archaeologist and museum curator.
his mother was a squib who was encouraged by her pureblood family to disappear as soon as she hit sixteen and useless. she tried her best to merge herself into the muggle world, and even managed to fall in love with dirk’s father, but found that she was always distant and unsatisfied, still longing for the world she’d lost. when dirk was around three, she left dirk and his father, and since then he was accustomed to being a team of two.
they were always really tight; his father home-schooled dirk so he would never have to leave him at home while he went off and did all these fantastic things. they had an apartment that they would come back to for a few weeks at a time, but dirk found he was better suited for dig sites and foreign hotels. he never really picked up on his father’s love for the history of places, but he adored languages, and was able to become nearly fluent in whatever local dialect they were around
neither he nor his dad knew his mother was a squib? an she ghosted years ago, so his hogwarts letter was a major shock to the system. but not one that drove a stake between their relationship! deal with a cursed object or two ( actually cursed, leftover from ancient wizards’ grave-sites ) and you’ll find you’re not that surprised to learn that more magic exists. the pair remained tight, and dirk still loves returning to travels with his dad during the breaks
it also wasn’t a shock to either of them that dirk ended up in ravenclaw. the boy was built to want to know things, and built to find them out. there are few things dirk can’t pick up on either using his own sleuthing skills or else the power of a well-placed smile and charming statement. your boy could have also been a slytherin with how good he is at well-meaning manipulation, but his need-to-know attitude pushed blue and bronze over the edge.
one thing he really loves about the wizarding world are the breadth of other languages it opens the door to. he’s taken it upon himself to learn gobbledegook. he wishes he had the lungs to learn mermish, and tries his hand at casual parseltongue when he feels like the challenge.
his favorite subjects are DADA and ancient runes, and he likes using both to help out his dad with the more enchanted items when he can. he thinks he wouldn’t mind going into cursebreaking, but the idea of ministry work also appeals to him -- some sort of ambassador role, either with other wizarding governments or other magical creatures.
he’s well meaning but distracted more often than not, and tries to mastermind his way through every conversation. even if he’s just casually talking with some friends, he knows there’s always something to be learned from the conversation, and he can’t help but redirect interactions in a direction that’s interesting to him; he ends up with a lot of gossip and secrets on his hands, and while he doesn’t really spread them around or anything, it is a comfort to him to surround himself with things no one else knows.
he ... does not like emotions! they make him very uncomfortable!! honestly as much as he loves his dad, the two of them have never really said it, like with words or anything. dirk can talk himself in or out of any situation, but add feeling into the mix and he’ll want to disintegrate on the spot.
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