Darcy Matthews

Darcy Matthews. A muggleborn in a wizard's world. Sixth year Hufflepuff.

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hufflejax:

“Sucks but. I mean we’re learning magic, right?” Jax shrugged. He could put up with some name calling, the water balloons aimed to ruin his homework, and things he’d rather not think about. But magic was one of the coolest things he could imagine happening to him. Magic. “I’d put up with a lot for that.”

“That’s true.” Darcy murmured, absentmindedly picking something off the shelf and examining it. But the problem was, Darcy was sensitive. Extremely so, and even she knew that. She was sensitive, timid, and more than a little naive. So as much as she’d like to ignore the treatment she tended to get, it was more than a little difficult for her. Thankfully though, it was easy for her to go under the radar most times. “What about this one?” She suddenly spoke up, holding out one of the cheaper quills for the male to see.

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hufflejax:

“I think I’ve heard about every muggle saying there is.” Jax pointed out. “Nah last time I tried to use a pen in my classes, it didn’t go so well. I never did get that tomato stain out of my text book.’ He frowned. “I use my pen on my homework, less of an audience. You know what I mean?”

Darcy smiled sympathetically. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” She murmured with a sigh. Being muggleborn, she hadn’t gotten the memo on what most wizards thought of her kind, and was obvious when sitting in her first class with a pen, much to the confusion of her desk partner. What happened afterwards, was enough to scar Darcy into never using a muggle utensil again. “I do the same.” She offered with a reassuring smile.

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hufflejax:

“It’s just… feathers. Birds loose them all the time.” Jax shook his head. He could be easily disappointed at these things. “Hell there’s ways to write with out birds going bald.”

“Ever heard that muggle saying ‘money doesn’t grow on trees’, even though it does?” She responded with a wry grin. “It’s kinda like that. If you really don’t want to waste a galleon on a quill, I’m pretty sure I have a few pens and pencils left over in my luggage, but it’s up to you if you actually want to use them in class.” Darcy had learned the hard way not to use muggle things around Hogwarts, for the teasing became relentless and unbearable for the sensitive female. Instead, she used them when alone and doing her work, if only just to feel a bit at home.

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hufflejax:

“I don’t get how a quill can get so expensive.” Jax said, comparing the cheap and too-gloriously expensive. “It’s a feather, is it going to be that much better?”

“Can’t say I don’t agree with ya.” Darcy murmured, looking over the shoulder of her housemate with a frown.

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maraudingmoon:

“I bring extra now,” Remus offered, chewing thoughtfully on a sweet. “You, Macdonald, everyone else seems to pilfer through my pockets.” He shook his head, already having conceded to his place as the castle candy shop, at least during weekdays. The way the Hufflepuff flinched reminded him briefly of Adonia and their first few weeks together. Matthews, too, then, would fall for his moronic charm.

“It’s because we all know you have sweets on you, anyways.” Darcy responded back simply, her tone and expression a little too innocent as she smiled down at him brightly, her previous tenseness beginning to recede. “Why should we have our pockets full when we know we can just come to our own personal supplier?”

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mrymacdonvld:

“just knock before you go in and everything will be okay.” mary explained, beaming at the younger girl in amusement. darcy was too sweet, mary admired her for that, she missed that sense of innocence about herself. “you’ll be fine, darc.”

a whine sounded from the back of darcy’s throat. the last thing she wanted was to walk in on her friend while she was indecent, and now she would hesitate around empty classrooms until mary probably graduated. darcy flushed at the thought. grumbling under her breath, mostly in a teasing manner, she walked absentmindedly to the gryffindor table for them to sit and immediately grabbed a bread roll to nibble on. 

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mrymacdonvld:

the pout had her rolling her eyes, shaking her had as she noticed that it was still there. it was silly but it didn’t bother her much, darcy was adorable either way. “well, i prefer not to do my business in broom closets, especially hogwarts ones. more into the empty classrooms, just avoid them.” that was her words of warning, letting darcy know where she preferred to do her hookups, easiest places to do them.

“you’ll have me avoiding every damned empty classroom at this rate, mary.” the hufflepuff continued to pout, casting a side eyed glance at her companion as they reached the great hall. “and there’s so many!” she all but whined.

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“Not for you, no.” Remus laughed. He stretched his arms overhead and sprawled out on the grass, planting his head in Darcy’s lap and glancing downward at their classmate’s. The strange awkwardness on the Hufflepuff was evident enough, but he knew better than to delve into anyone else’s secrets. “Sorry,” 

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A startled squeak got stuck in Darcy’s throat as the male suddenly plopped his head casually in her lap, the action all but foreign to the timid hufflepuff. She liked Remus, sure, he was definitely one of the nicest people she had ever met and he was comfortable to be around, but she also wasn’t used to physical contact that came so out of the blue. She relaxed quickly enough, though. “Don’t be mean.” She retorted with a playful pout, giving his hair a brief tug. “Next time come prepared for me to take from your stash.”

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mrymacdonvld:

the dark haired muggleborn followed darcy to the great hall, laughter leaving her red painted lips as she done so, finally quietening down as she got next to the other. “it was funny. you need to mention things like that a lot more to other people, darc. they’ll take advantage and i don’t want them doing that. also, to make you feel better, that’s the first and only time i’m doing that.”

darcy’s deep pout remained fixated in place as she walked, even as her brunette friend walked laughing beside her. “first time, and of course i’m the one who runs into you.” the hufflepuff mumbled through her pout, cheeks still tinted a faint pink from her embarrassment and choosing to ignore the friendly advice mary offered despite knowing it was true.

[maraudingmoon]

“You know you don’t have to.” Remus said, shrugging one shoulder. He understood the want to feel somehow impressive–he’d made a show of proving himself the first five years of school. But now, he blended in, he supposed. “We all know how talented you are.”

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The Hufflepuff only gave a halfhearted shrug as she fiddled with the wrapping of the candy in her hand, an uneasiness falling over her. Sure, some people thought she didn’t have anything to prove and looked upon her as an equal, but she couldn’t help but let the other majority get to her. “Got any more chocolate?” She then asked, hoping to steer the conversation away.

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Remus looked affronted, drawing his hand back from the slap. “Why the hell would you want to show off for me?”

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“Don’t go gettin’ a big head.” Darcy responded, finally pushing her sweets towards him. “I like showing off for anyone.” She continued, giving a shrug. More than anything, her desire to show off came from the need to validate herself, to prove to others that just because she was muggleborn, she could be just as good, or even better, than other wizards.

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“Why?” Remus said, quirking a brow. He leaned back on his elbows, surveying the other students with a lack of enthusiasm. A brunette with long hair in a Gryffindor tie walked by and he beamed boyishly, dipping his head to reach for a piece of Darcy’s sweet. 

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Darcy rolled her eyes. “What do you mean, why?” She retorted, swiftly slapping his hand away when he attempted to take from her.

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maraudingmoon:

Remus gave her a childish shrug before following her line of focus. He held back a laugh as one of his sweets floated uneasily toward the Hufflepuff. The Gryffindor reached for one of his own and slowly unfurled the wrapper. “All that power and you’re using it to steal something you could have for free?”

Darcy watched with a bright and eager grin as the bar of chocolate floated unsteadily towards her, but it was a triumph nonetheless as it landed successfully in her waiting hand. “I wanted to show off.” Was her simple response as she gave a shrug of her own and unwrapped the chocolate, eagerly taking a large bite from it.

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“ muggleborn, eh? that explains a lot. they are incredibly rare but… “ gabby shrugged slightly and glanced around, “ gabrielle parkinson. pureblood. “

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darcy couldn’t help but close in on herself upon hearing the other girl was a pureblood, preparing herself for the worst. it wasn’t that all purebloods were horrible towards her and muggleborns in general, but you could never know. “darcy matthews.” she said with a timid smile.

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“ metamorphagus !! think it came from my mums side. not real sure. “ gabrielle laughed at the other girl.“ have you not met one before? “

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darcy had only ever read about metamorphagus’, and knew that they were extremely rare. “that’s incredible.” she said in that same awed whisper, before shaking herself out of her amazement. “i’m muggleborn.” she said, knowing that would answer things well enough.

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“ is my hair blue enough ? “ gabrielle smiled brightly at the person next to her, “ honestly , my mum thinks i’m crazy for these colors ! “ 

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darcy's eyes widened comically as she stared at the blue haired female. “how did you do that?” she inquired in an awed whisper.

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“Oh come on!  I think it’s neat!” Auggie said. He had added a bit of water  to copper chloride to the mixture, a trick his muggle father told him to test him. It created a small blue fire, completely contained in his cauldron. “Don’t you think it’s neat?”

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“Oh, definitely!” Darcy was quick to agree, nodding her head vehemently. Of course, she had an idea as to how he did it since she herself was muggleborn, but that didn’t take away from the obvious excitement he was exuding.