but i say:

dex hughes. 7th year. ravenclaw seeker.

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opheliabardon:

      Ophelia pressed a hand to her chest, gasping. “Oh, I think I can FINALLY die happy now. It’s like a dream come true.” She nodded along with his next words, mulling over if there was anything else she could provide. “I can bring a bottle of firewhiskey too, I suppose, but I’d rather not see my whole stash run out before the year’s even begun, so I’ll keep most of it to myself. Maybe there’s still some snacks in the food trolley? And unfortunately for you, she’ll always be at the top of the list when I’m involved. I don’t wanna face that Veela wrath, you know,” she joked, though the first part was genuine.

“Yeah, yeah, continue with your flattery----I know it’s my liquor you’re really after, Bardon.” He nodded, looking thoughtful, “We can raid the train, sure; they’ve got to have some food left.” He laughed, then, at her words defending her younger sister, “Fine, but she starts throwing fireballs and you’re the one who has to handle it, yeah? She’d go right for my beard and I can’t risk that.”

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elenameadowes:

      “Take your time. I’ll be here waiting with a detention when you’re done.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Meadowes, I’m not hurting anybody. Isn’t there a first year you ought to be rescuing from a tree or something?”

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stcrmwithskin:

“Oh no, did I?? I meant to hit you with this,” Victoire took off one of her Doc’s, and threw the boot at Dex, “you were LUCKY it was only the phone at first.” 

“What the fu---” Dex ducked faster than he thought he was able to, the boot still catching the side of his shoulder, as he flopped onto the couch, “And what in the fuck did I do to get a boot thrown at my head, huh?” He eyed her warily, because of course, she still had the other boot in her possession.

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@stcrmwithskin

❝Ow! You fuckin’ hit me with the phone, dick.❞

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@elenameadowes

❝I’m trying to figure out how stoned I am.❞

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@ncvablack

❝It’s four in the fucking morning.❞

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@aureliebardon

❝Someone still has their panties in a twist.❞

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@rhyslongbttm​

❝Holy shit, it’s a cat.❞

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daisleydursey:

“It’s a tough habit to break!” Daisy insisted, giving Dex a not-too-light punch on the shoulder. “I have three older brothers and they’ve broken twenty-eight bones altogether – someone has to be the responsible one.” The liquor was beginning to settle, warming her from the inside-out. “You’re terribly mean today, Dex, you’ve ought to get that checked out.” 

“Twenty-eight? That seems a bit excessive----unless they’re just a particularly clumsy lot? That’s what’s in my head and I’m sticking to it now, Dursley.” Eyebrows raised, he leaned forward, his tone offended but his smile warm, “You know, you’re not the first person to say so today-----and not even the first person I’ve shared my liquor with to turn around and call me mean the next second. How’s that for ungrateful?” Entirely joking (about her, anyway), Dex leaned back, nodding at her to drink her fill if she’d like.

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marymaacdonald:

“Did someone say party with ALCOHOL away from the professors??” Mary turned, knowing full well who it was who suggested such a thing aloud ( idiot ) where teachers may have been able to hear. Not that she had been much better in her response. “I can’t say I’m interested in something so SCANDALOUS.” A lie but Dex knew her enough to know it was.

“Nah, you heard wrong Mary-Mac, we’re gonna drink pumpkin juice and play Duck-Duck-Goose. ‘Cause if there were something scandalous going on, y’know I couldn’t invite a wet blanket such as yourself, yeah? Ruin the whole vibe with your straight-laced ways.”

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aureliebardon:

She saw it plain as day; the hurt that replaced the usual playfulness. This was what she had aimed for – the reason why she picked the words she had said and yet she couldn’t help but feel bad. However, it was too late to back track and true to herself she didn’t back down. “I’m sure you do. Just like you like them on every girl.” She started, tears pooling in her eyes again as she continued “Yeah– whatever, Declan. Not like you really wanted me here anyways. Have fun at your stupid party and we are officially not talking. Ever!!.” In a whirl of strawberry blonde hair and snifling she took the bottle and made for the exit.

Dex couldn’t wrap his head around the girl in front of him---she was something else, a complete mystery that frustrated him (and intrigued him, though right now he’d rather die than admit it). “F---fine,” He called after her, feeling more than a bit put out, and definitely very silly at giving her such a lame response, “S’not like I was banging down your door for conversation anyway, Bardon!” He called at her retreating back, slumping into his seat as she left.

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aureliebardon:

“Don’t call me Auri, Declan.” She hissed, turning her nose up at him as she pressed her fingers to the corners of her eyes. Out of frustration, she whipped around to take in the tent, taking no time in trying to find the booze she was ‘promised’. “I would rather see Dorian’s.” Her comment carried a little more poison than usual. In all honesty, she wouldn’t exactly mind seeing Dex’s abs and on a good day she might have teased him into showing off his muscles– maybe she still wanted to see them but her pride was hurt and she wanted his to hurt as well. “I doubt you have anything to look at anyways. And if you’re that proud, I can let you borrow some of my crop tops.” Aurelie gave a sarcastic smile as she tugged on the bottom of the one she had on. “–Besides I’m more of a Clayton in your story, right?”

He grimaced at her use of his full first name, “Point taken, Bardon.” Still clueless as to what had triggered her mood with him, he shrugged and instead moved to his trunk, rummaging through before pulling out a bottle of vodka. Holding it out to her, he yanked it out of reach at the last second, holding it above his head with a grin, “Now, c’mon, Aurelie-----have I been that awful tonight tha---” His words died on his lips, a frown flickering on his face as she spoke, “Dorian---what the----” He sputtered, a uncomfortable weight settling in his stomach that he neither liked nor understood. Withdrawing, he set the bottle down, “I like ‘em a little better on you, I think.” It was a strange, terse sort of compliment; one that had slipped out without him even meaning to. Suddenly he didn’t want to engage in whatever teasing he’d been trying to do earlier----Aurelie didn’t want to be around him, after all, and while he was normally content with whatever company came along, the thought of being her second choice didn’t sit well with him. “Whatever, Aurelie---I’ve got a party to plan. Go find Dorian and chase him around, yeah? Clearly you’d rather. Enjoy the vodka.”

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“Listen, I nag first, then I have fun. It’s the Hufflepuff way. No one can blame you if you’ve warned them beforehand,” Daisy informed him rather seriously. She took a few small sips of the liquor, rolling her eyes inwardly – who under the age of forty has a flask– and savored the burn for a moment before handing it back. “Yeah, yeah, Dex, I know how to lie, I wasn’t born yesterday.” 

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“Yeah, yeah, but y’know what would be a bit more fun and a bit less stressful for you? Less of the nagging and more of the fun. But as far as that goes, you’re not the worst of the mother hens at Hogwarts.” He threw his head back, a loud bout of laughter escaping as he did, “Well y’know, Nova’s got the idea that I run with a younger crowd so it stands to reason you could’ve been----but that’s not my fault, probably Rhys’ for looking like an abnormally lean ten year old, yeah?”

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aureliebardon:

Aurelie stood there, blinking at his retreating back as she attempted to process the rejection. She felt her bottom lip tremble even as he grabbed her arm and tugged her along. “Maybe you should just go on and brave the woods then!! Maybe you’ll get eaten by a bear or taken in like the bear version of Tarzan.” She fixed him with a teary glare. “Maybe next time you’re left behind you can go run to someone else because I’ll be ‘braving the woods’.” Aurelie huffed though she ducked into the tent. Whether he was going to stay or not, she was as she hadn’t put up her own tent and this was as good as any.”

Well fuck me, Dex thought stupidly, his descent into near panic a swift one. How had his little joke gotten Aurelie so worked up that it drove her to tears? He was sure it wasn’t even the worst of the teasing he’d dealt to her over the years----but then again, Aurelie, like her sister, had a tendency towards the dramatic. But that fact didn’t mean that Annette---or Rhys, rather----wouldn’t scold him for making Aurelie cry. “Aw, c’mon Auri---” Using the nickname he’d heard her twin use too many times to count in an attempt to put her at ease, Dex swept into the tent behind her, “You’re taking it too personally---have you seen Rhys’ abs?” Maybe he wanted to say something so ridiculous that she’d laugh, or maybe despite his genius level intellect he really was just an idiot, but he continued, “Or maybe it’s my abs you wanna see, hm? Me Tarzan, you Jane, yeah?” He laughed awkwardly, “Get it?”

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daisleydursey:

“Sounds like a recipe for alcoholism if you ask me,” Daisy tittered, quietly, through her teeth, beaming at Dex all the while. The sight of the flask had her glancing around for authority – prefects often had a way of showing up when they were least expected. She sighed. “It has been a long day. Oi, fuck it, thanks Dex.” 

“I’d prefer a functional in front of that descriptor, Miss Dursley.” Dex joked, exceedingly pleased when she dropped the judgement and took up the offered flask instead, “That’s it, see, nothin’ wrong with a relaxing drink after a trying day, yeah? Go on then have your fill, I’ve got plenty more in my trunk. Just remember, a prefect catches you and you’ve got no idea where that came from, yeah?”

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ncvablack:

“Perhaps one with out eleven year olds walking around? Unless you are into drinking with them then – what the fuck. But maybe the train will be a better idea?”

“Yeah, that’s me, nothing more fun than drinking with a bunch of lightweight pre-teens---the hell, Nova? But I will say that for all your sass, the train’s a bloody great idea. Big enough, already there---just have to charm it enough that the professors won’t see what’s going on. 5th year and up, I’d say, unless you want to be the one to tell Lily she can’t come.”

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opheliabardon:

      “I like the way you think. I suppose, out of the kindness of my heart, that I can offer up my own tent for this. How many people were you thinking?“ 

“Yeah?” Dex gave her an appreciative nod, a grin sliding over his face, “Knew that you had to be my favorite Bardon, and now I know why. As for the invite list, anyone’s who’s up for a good time.” His let out a laugh, his next words likely to get him yelled at if they were actually serious, “Definitely not Aurelie, though.”