life is full of choices

darcy saoirse keane. 17. hufflepuff. irish. half-blood? no way to handle things.

[darcy-saoirse]

andrei-draganov‌:

Darcy. Now that he’d heard it, he thought that it fit her. “Well Darcy,” Andrei began to speak, reaching with his hand to brush her hair over her shoulder. “What do you say you and I get out of here? Get to know each other a little better?” His voice was low as he spoke, leaning in close to make sure she heard him. 

Her eyes stayed locked with his as his hand brushed against her shoulder, a small smile dancing on her lips. Her name had never sounded like that before - how did he do that? “I’d like that.” She whispered, her eyes breaking from his for a second as they flicked down to his lips, before they rose to meet his once more. “But first...” Wrapping her hands around his neck, Darcy stood on her tiptoes and brought her mouth to his.

[darcy-saoirse]

andrei-draganov‌:

Who: Andrei Draganov & Darcy Keane @darcy-saoirse​

Where: The Room of Requirement 

When: Saturday, March 18th 

Andrei hadn’t exactly received an invite to the party but he’d heard of it and was never one to pass down an opportunity to drink. His original plan had been to slip in long enough to have a drink or two and maybe leave with a few other drinks, possibly someone to have some fun with. After one drink he’d already decided who it was going to be- no who it had to be. He had no idea who the girl was, or how he’d never noticed her before. She was gorgeous. “Andrei Draganov,” He introduced himself immediately as he approached her. A surprisingly genuine smile on his face. “You are-?” 

How in Merlin’s name she had been convinced to go to a party, Darcy could never place. But since she was there, she had decided to make the most of it, and that included accepting the drink offer, even if she was pretty sure it wasn’t pumpkin juice. It wasn’t long before her eyes fell on him, and any worry or care that Darcy Keane had had in the world suddenly faded away. She turned, so that she was fully facing him, before offering a smile of her own. “Entranced.” She murmured, before taking a step closer. “Darcy, Darcy Keane.”

[darcy-saoirse]

bennet-zonko‌:

Though not at all unwelcome something didn’t quite feel right about this. Since their break up they had definitely slipped a time or two and this just as easily could have been one of those moments but he couldn’t bring himself to take advantage of the fact that she was probably not thinking clearly. He really wanted for it to be. More than anything he wanted things to go back to the way that they had once been. “Darcy…” he whispered, his brain winning out the little internal battle, “are you sure?”

Darcy knew it wouldn’t be fair, to herself or to Bennet, to continue if she wasn’t sure of what she was doing. She knew that he would take her back in a heartbeat if she would let it happen, and even though her brain was still in a fog of fear and confusion, Bennet seemed to be a light through it all. She craved the comfort that she felt around him, and gave a small nod to his question. “Bennet, I - I’m sure.” Nothing made sense in the world, but being with him felt right, and she couldn’t toss that away. Not anymore. “I need you, Bennet.”

[darcy-saoirse]

bennet-zonko‌:

Their relationship hadn’t blossomed near as quickly as Benito and Imogen’s had. There’s had been something built on a shifting friendship. They had been through a lot together as friends together. Every important first in his life had been a happy result of his relationship with her and he couldn’t even begin to fathom what it might be like if he didn’t have her. Whenever he thought of the future she was always in it. “Of course I do. You know your smile is my favorite.”

Perhaps it was her level of exhaustion, or the amount of worry that had been going through her mind, or how familiar and comfortable the situation seemed, but Darcy couldn’t think completely through her actions. If she could, she would have remembered that it had been her who had broken things off, her who needed time to work through things on her own. Any of those thoughts were gone though, and before she realized what she was doing, she was moving closer to Bennet. Soon, her lips were meeting his, gentle and timid, as if navigating through it all for the first time again.

[darcy-saoirse]

bennet-zonko‌:

Bennet would be lying if he said he wasn’t at least a little bit worried. He had hoped that it might be something that the ministry could take care of. He’d even gotten more hopeful when the aurors had arrived, but they had been here quite some time now and nothing had come of it. It wasn’t like him to be unhappy and all of the depressive energy around the castle was weighing him down and unfortunately it was completely understandable why people felt the way that they did. No matter how much he wanted to he couldn’t cheer her from this very, very real worry and he really, really wanted to. “I’m not going anywhere”

Darcy knew that they couldn’t even pretend to have control over that sort of thing. For her own part, she had been trying to stay as far away from anything related to the war as possible, but it still seemed to be encroaching on her life. Her nights had been plagued with visions of those around her disappearing or worse, and her days had been taken over with wondering how she would make herself go on if any of it did happen. When Bennet spoke, her eyes immediately found his, and before she could think better, she responded, her voice quiet. “Do you promise?”

[darcy-saoirse]

bennet-zonko‌:

Bennet lowered himself into the space that she had made for him. “Do you wanna….” he asked, pointing towards her shoulder. He tried to smile at her but it was really hard for him to see her this way. After a moment he managed a soft inquiry of, “What’s wrong?”. Normally, he would have rambled something off or made some sort of joke to lighten the sudden sadness he felt but it was becoming harder to manage it as of late. She didn’t have to tell him if she didn’t want to, of course, but he wanted her to know that she could. Hadn’t he just told Imogen a week or two ago that she and Benito could make it through their rough patch? Hopefully they would do the same. 

Before she could give it a second thought, Darcy was lowering her head onto Bennet’s shoulder. She found a comfort in the sense of familiarity of it all - it almost felt like she had never called off their relationship at all, like this was their normal routine. It was welcome. “It seems like every day we hear stories of the war, of another person who’s just vanished or worse and -” She was talking so quickly that she had to pause to take a breath. “And every night I imagine if it were someone I knew. Imogen, Benito, Addie. You.” She raised her head for a moment to look at him straight on. “I don’t think I could go on if that happened.”

[darcy-saoirse]

bennet-zonko‌:

Sitting there with her eyes closed Darcy looked so peaceful to him. It had been so long since the two of them had actually had a decent conversation and it would be a lie if Bennet said that he wasn’t concerned. He fought to be respectful of her and give her the space that she had asked for but it was so hard. Where was the line between being a concerned friend and being the ex -boyfriend that was still completely enamored? Not talking was a lot easier but it was hard not having her in his life. “Darcy?”

At the sound of her name, Darcy opened her eyes, slowly bringing her focus to the familiar form in front of her. Bennet. Sitting up, she scooted over to make room for him, before pushing the stray hair from her face. “Bennet. I - sorry. I just -” There was a time when she would have told Bennet everything. The nightmares, the feeling of hopelessness that plagued and tormented her. It had been her choice to end things, her choice to try and figure herself out. Obviously, it wasn’t going well. “I haven’t been sleeping well.” She finally admitted.

[darcy-saoirse]

To say that she was tired was an understatement - Darcy was exhausted. Her sleep had been plagued with nightmares, and her days filled with trying to hide what was going on from those she was closest to. She had a break in her schedule for the day, and had found a quiet corridor with an open seat near a window. Setting her bag beside her, she slowly laid down, letting her eyes close for a moment.

[darcy-saoirse]

moodboard - 001

‘i would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the night’ - helen keller

featuring: imogen connolly, benito oritz, bennet zonko, and darcy keane @imogenconnolly @benitocarlosortiz @bennet-zonko

[darcy-saoirse]

benitocarlosortiz:

Benito, having just woken up from a nap, was not entirely sure where Imogen had gone. He wasn’t too concerned, for she would surely find him at some point during the day. However, feeling slightly bored without her, he decided to go out in search of someone to talk to. Bennet was his first choice, but he was probably off somewhere entertaining some sad first years, so he kept an eye out for Darcy instead. She was sitting near him, a little ways away from Addie and Astrid’s cots, and when he caught sight of her, he eagerly headed in her direction.

She didn’t seem to be paying attention to his approaching form, but when he dropped down next to her, she turned to face him. He shrugged his shoulders good-naturedly, and pulled his knees to his chest. “It’s alright.” He said warmly, leaning in to tap his shoulders against hers. “Have you seen Imogen anywhere? She disappeared sometime during my nap.”

Darcy scooted a little bit to accommodate Benito, smiling a bit as he nudged her with his shoulder. She had known Benito as long as she had been at Hogwarts, and his presence was always a welcome one. Their group had been closest she had felt to anyone, and Darcy felt lucky to have them. She hoped he was handling all of this okay, even if okay seemed to be an incredibly relative term. 

“I’m not sure. We talked earlier, but she went off a little while ago.” Her eyes scanned the Great Hall, unable to locate her friend. Bennet was easy to spot, though Darcy wasn’t quite sure that she was ready to approach him just yet. Looking back to Benito, she offered a small smile. “You doing okay?”

[darcy-saoirse]

imogenconnolly:

Imogen wrapped her arms tightly around Darcy and squeezed her eyes shut, savoring the feel of her best friend safe in her arms. There were no words to describe the relief she felt at holding her dearest friend close after such a scary turn of events. It wasn’t like Darcy had been in any danger, she had no business joining a radical group of wizards with a particular hatred for  muggles considering her own heritage. “I’m so glad you’re safe.” She said squeezing her friend once before loosening her hold on her.

She paused for a moment, considering the question. Was she alright? “I’m fine.” She answered, though she hardly convinced herself with that response. It wasn’t a lie, physically she was perfectly alright, but something had happened last night that had left her rather shaken, and she wasn’t sure that she was completely okay.

Darcy let herself remain in Imogen’s embrace for a long moment, before finally breaking apart and taking the time to look her friend over. She was saying that she was fine, but Darcy knew Imogen well enough to know that something was going on. She didn’t want to force the other girl to speak, she was sure that whatever it was would come out eventually, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t worried about Imogen.

“We’re all okay.” She breathed, nodding a bit, as if that was any reassurance. “I saw Benito earlier, and Bennet -” Her voice fell for a moment, as she remembered what she had seen the night before. “He’s over with some younger students.” She finally finished, before looking down, and letting out with a long breath. “We’re all okay.”

[darcy-saoirse]

astridflint:

Astrid’s eyes scanned Darcy’s features as she sensed that Darcy was rather nervous or uncomfortable although she didn’t outwardly illustrate it. She moved her hands to grip Darcy’s own, her finger soothingly rubbing upon them as she nodded to Darcy’s reply as she stated, “Are you sure?” At her reply she moved even closer towards her as she replied, “You can tell me what’s on your mind.” However at Darcy’s moving gaze, she turned to also follow it as she nodded at the statement; it was true that they had sent so many. Especially when she wished more were sent to actually go find Charlotte. “They did, didn’t they? Apparently they are sending more.”

“More.” Darcy repeated the word, before giving a small nod of her head as Astrid’s fingers laced through her own. She supposed it made sense - this was a school, with children, and a crazy woman was on the loose. They should be working as hard as they could to find her, and if that meant more aurors present, that was a good thing, wasn’t it? Her gaze returned to Astrid for a brief moment, before she looked down. Astrid was one of very few people who knew what she had been going through in the past year, but, Darcy supposed, in light of recent events, her own parental issues seemed rather unimportant. “It just seems like a perfect set up for him, I guess.” Astrid probably had a dozen other things to worry about, but Darcy had found comfort in her, and now that she had started, she was finding it hard to stop. “Roland, I mean. An attack on the school that your estranged teenage daughter attends. Show up. Play hero. Save the day. I don’t know if I could handle him being here.”

[darcy-saoirse]

iversaddie:

Addie had never had an older sister - although she supposed Catriona counted as one now - but she always thought that Darcy was what an older sister would be like. She’d known it was a silly statement to make, although it hadn’t stopped her, and it didn’t feel any less nice to hear Darcy say she wasn’t a bother. “Thank you,” she whispered, shifting to sit a little closer. “Are you doing okay?” Turning, she glanced up at Darcy. No one was really doing okay, but most of the students seemed to be in varying stages - there were some like Pinky, whom Addie had been watching from the corner of her eye, who seemed really upset, and then others like Bennet Zonko who was going around making jokes. 

“I’m as okay as anyone can be, I think.” Darcy admitted, her hand still holding Addie’s. Darcy was close to all of the girls she shared a dormitory with, but there was a particular part of her that felt protective over Addie. She didn’t like seeing any of her friends hurt, and there was something in Addie’s eyes that told the other girl that something was going on. Watching her for a moment, Darcy tilted her head to the side a bit. “How are you? I feel like we barely spoke last night and then -” Her eyes moved across the room for a moment, taking in all of the other students, before they landed back on her friend. “And then this.”

[antagonistenthusiast]

[darcy-saoirse]

professor-kettleburn:

Silvanus’ mood had brightened considerably when he had noticed the addition of dogs to the Great Hall. No one could be upset when there were such precious things near them! It seemed to him that not everyone had noticed though and there were certainly some students that could use a bit of therapy. Many of his co-workers had focused on the younger students, but the older ones seemed just as shaken as the younger once and he was well aware that it was because the attacks had been on people that they actually took classes with. Happily, the professor took a seat among a small clutch of students and said, “There’s puppies!” to those who listened before turning to the girl to his left, “No need to apologize Miss Keane! Do you need to talk to somebody?”

“Puppies...” Darcy repeated the word, taking another moment before she turned to face her professor. Professor Kettleburn had always been a kind man, and she enjoyed and did well enough in his class. Her eyes scanned the Great Hall, and, sure enough, there were quite a few dogs between the many students. They seemed to be helping, and Darcy wondered briefly if holding something might help her focus her energy somewhere - anywhere, really, would be better than where her mind was wandering off to. Remembering her professor seated next to her, though, she quickly turned back to him, and shook her head quickly. “No, no, no. I’m fine, really. Well -” No, she was not fine, but she wasn’t about to admit to that. “Better off than some, I’m sure, anyway.”

[darcy-saoirse]

Expecto Patronum

Expecto Patronum: What’s your happiest memory?

“When Imogen and I got our Hogwarts letters for sure. We both knew they were coming, but having them in our hands? Nothing beats that, and knowing that we were going together was the icing on the cake.”

[darcy-saoirse]

Lumos

Lumos: Candle, Flashlight, Sunlight, Moonlight, or Bioluminescence? 

“Sunlight! We don’t see much of it here, or at home, I suppose. But it’s still lovely when it manages to come around.”