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malfoysh:

the boy looked somewhat familiar, maybe, but scorpius couldn’t figure anything out when the other would hardly meet his gaze. chances were he looked different in twenty years, anyway, when the war was over and time had taken its toll. “and how exactly do you think umbridge would have handled this mess?” if his tone was incredulous it was because scorpius stood in absolute disbelief, stunned by pure idiocy. the reputation of umbridge could never pass muster when compared to that of dumbledore. “the clean up crew?” scorpius asked, not sure if the other was being sarcastic or if they had an actual clean up crew for this type of situation,. if so, it wasn’t something that had stuck around into his time, but it was probably more relevant for a time when war was definitely on the horizon, if he had remembered his history books correctly. “what do you mean by that?”

Vacant, dull icy blues appeared to be captivated by the shine of his own shoes as Draco continued to divert his attention. Paying heed to any of the time travelling individuals could only lead to him being distracted from his mission, something that he simply could not afford. Not now when he finally had a plan that he could put into motion. The nerves of his fingertips twitching, he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his robes, his posture increasingly detached from the situation at hand. “Umbridge brought order to this school. She had connections to the Ministry. There is an entire room in the Department of Mysteries devoted to time. I’m sure she would have thought of something.” Nodding his head, his tone was derisive when he talked of Potter, like it always was, but it lacked real bite, was less directed toward the boy himself and stand stemmed more from growing frustration and futility. “The clean up crew, Potter and his friends? Wherever there is trouble, the three of them are never far behind. Always chasing after Dumbledore’s coattails.”

#( scorpius malfoy. )#( scorpius malfoy1. )#THEY DO TBH ???? i see it a lot #like the same face structure and p similar noses too ??#and the same hairline #i MAY have compared pictures before this reply l m a o

wormtcils:

‘ oh well, i mean. she’s not that bad … ’ but the word was spoken quietly; bitten into his lower lip as he feared causing a disagreement, or worse, an actual confrontation. ‘ but —— to each their own, right ?? ’

Draco wasn’t out for confrontation. If anything, he was merely taking advantage of the opportunity to take shit and have some semblance of normalcy. He brushed a hand through his hair. “At least we still aren’t stuck with Lupin. It’s about high time Dumbledore did something right and gave us the DADA professor that we deserve.”

#( peter pettigrew. )#( peter pettigrew1. )#plS he's gotta PERSEVERE he must !!!#tho i may cry when he Finds Out #omg i cry #draco is lucky ok #he's screwed rn but his ultimate fate is Okay???#unlike peter's ))):

ffsnarcissa:

“Time doesn’t belong to anyone, it isn’t a bed after all. Just because I’ve only been living here for a day doesn’t change the fact that I am in fact living in this time period at the moment, consequently making it mine as well.” Narcissa was beginning to get fed up with this and had to stop to take a breath to steady herself. “And I don’t have the patience for this conversation, yet here I am, civilly working through it. I suppose expecting the same from people of your time, would be asking too much of you.” The unimpressed look on her face was pointed, as if she was blaming the incompetence of an entire time period on the one boy in front of her.

"Doesn’t make the bed any more yours,” Draco pointed out, not caring about the squabble that he was currently engaging in. He didn’t have the energy to be wasting his breath like this. He didn’t care who time belonged to. All he knew of time was that his was limited. He had a window of opportunity to do what he was ordered to, and he didn’t have any free time to hand away to this nameless girl. “I don’t have to play the part of host to you. It’s no skin off my nose.” Even if his prefect status would perhaps say otherwise. “In case you hadn’t noticed, the people of my time have more pressing matters than who gets to claim which bloody bed. If you now are a part of this time, you’d best be playing catch up.”

#( narcissa black. )#( narcissa black1. )#I CAN'T BLAME HER TBH???#DRACO IS JUST IGNORING ALL THE NONSENSE #BUT IT WOULD BE EXHAUSTING TO PUT UP WITH??

malfoysh:

scorpius wrinkled his nose; ravenclaw though he was, history had never been his favorite topic, but the name umbridge certainly rang a bell. “umbridge? isn’t she famous for truly being the worst thing to ever happen to hogwarts? what could you possibly mean by that?”

How proudly Draco had stood last year when Umbridge had reigned, wearing that Inquisitorial Squad silver I with a confident gait, leading his friends around with an air of superiority. Now, Draco stood hunched, his eyes gaunt from lack of sleep. “I mean,” he supplied almost exasperatedly. “That during Umbridge’s tenure, there was at least order. Now look, more chaos that Dumbledore won’t even handle. He’ll leave that to his clean up crew.” Potter and his friends were always cleaning up the Headmaster’s messes and the older man continued to disappear at the most inopportune of times, leaving Draco’s task all the more difficult.

#( scorpius malfoy. )#( scorpius malfoy1. )#draco's too Tired to be truly mean #but i'm still so !!! D:

ffsnarcissa:

Narcissa stared at the boy for a long hard moment, before just raising an eyebrow. “I am a Slytherin girl.” It was ridiculous, this whole situation was absurd and yet here she was, sitting and talking to some guy who she had definitely never seen before, and would probably say he was from the future and she didn’t have any facts to dispute him with. Insane, all of it. “Or do you think the Slytherin girls of your time are that much harder to handle what I’ve seen?”

If he eyed her closely, Draco could make out too many familiar features in the girl, but he was not humoring this situation. He flicked his cool blue gaze away from her. “You’ll be able to decipher that on your own, when you meet them. But this is their time, our time, and no one has much use or patience for strangers barging their way into our chambers.” Draco needed to be focusing, not wasting his time on such ridiculous matters.

#( narcissa black. )#( narcissa black1. )#draco is being so Dumb #even as he verbally acknowledges the idea she's from a different time #he's not REALLY mentally acknowledging it like n o p e #nah not happening

nxvillelb:

❛ shut up malfoy !! this isn’t the time to play games especially since there’s a guy that looks EXACTLY like you walking around the halls !!❜ a slight tremor passes through them at the thought of ANOTHER mafloy, maybe a malfoy junior, walking among them & maybe already plotting some prank against neville.

"What are you babbling on about now? You sound even loonier than Lovegood.” He’d of course heard the whispers, the rumors about time travel. Draco did not have the time nor mental capacity to deal with such things and had snuffed the words out, forced it out of mind, refused to concede to even the possibility.

#( neville longbottom. )#( neville longbottom1. )#omg poor nev is gonna have a panic attack at this rate #someone sAVE HIM #and i think rn draco is lowkey like even if it IS true u know #he probably would assume neville meant lucius before thinking his own kid

nxvillelb:

❛ woah, when did we get a bunch of new students ?? wait a minute is that —— ❜

"Is there a reason there’s such a constipated look on your face, Longbottom? Did you swallow that slimy toad of yours?” The usual sneer was absent from Draco’s face.

#( neville longbottom. )#( neville longbottom1. )#SMOL TOL BEAN NEVILLE :')

ffsnarcissa:

“Alright, fine, for argument sake let’s say I believed this whole thing. Let’s say I seriously think I’ve jumped 19 years into the future. It was my bed first. I can make the person currently sleeping in it move.”

Draco pinched his nose, considering himself far too logical to believe any of this time travelling nonsense. Not that he could come up with any other feasible answer. His eyes caught the green of the girl’s robes. “You haven’t met any of the Slytherin girls, have you?” His tone was dry. Clearly, this girl didn’t know what she was getting into, assuming that she could get the likes of either Pansy, Daphne, or Astoria to forfeit their bed.

#( narcissa black. )#( narcissa black1. )

malfoysh:

“situations of mass confusion are prone, historically, to raise levels of violence across the board. what measures are being taken to prevent someone from acting out in fear, and for that event to escalate subsequently?”

Fear driving individuals to violence. That resonated deep into Draco’s brittle bones, but his expression was schooled and even. “You speak as if anything will be done with incompetent Dumbledore back in charge. This school was far more efficient with Umbridge.”

#( scorpius malfoy. )#( scorpius malfoy1. )#one day draco will be proud of his nerd son #but sadly that day is not today rip #draco doesn't even really mean what he's saying #he's just like lol man i wish umbridge was still in charge #i wouldn't have been ordered to kill her at least

wormtcils:

‘ callin’ her a hag s’a little harsh, innit?? —— ‘mean, she’s definitely terrifying more often than not, & i’d rather face a load of angry pixies over her ‘round exams… but she’s not that awful?? ’

Draco threw his arms up in a shrug, uncaring. “The way I see it, she’s long overstayed her welcome. I’m just waiting for the day she chokes on her own hairball.”

#( peter pettigrew. )#( peter pettigrew1. )#lol good luck doing that around these parts peter !!!#poor babe is going to get so much flack #burnt cinnamon bun draco is in Way Over His Head

laylaxyaxley:

❝I don’t know, why don’t you step a little closer and we’ll find out.❞

Draco rolled his eyes, daring to take a step forward. He knew real fear, and this girl did not ignite any in him. “Just a tip: you’re going to have to try harder than that if you want to properly swat away the pests that this place is infested with.”

#( layla yaxley. )#( layla yaxley1. )

mionegrcnger:

Six years of barbs and snide remarks from Draco Malfoy had provided Hermione a thicker skin than her eleven year old self ever could have dreamed of; where she once would have fled in tears at the merest sign of someone insulting her, it now washed off her as she recognized it for what it truly was: envy, and an anger directed probably not at her, but at his current situation. Still, that didn’t mean that she would let his words go unanswered, “Yes, well, I don’t claim my knowledge comes from nowhere—I work for it, Draco, something you’ll never understand. Have you even been to Prefects meeting in the past month? —it must be nice to have Snape willing to turn a blind eye to the obvious negligence of your duties but it doesn’t really put you in a position to judge me for not knowing exactly what’s going on.”

"So you admit that my genius is natural then? About time you realized the stark difference between us, Granger. Too bad that no matter how you work, you’ll always be the same as you started. Not even the shine of that prefect badge can hide the fact that you come from the mud.” There was a lack of heat to his words, falling flat and coming off more mechanical than anything, like the words were rehearsed and simply part of the routine. “And you speak rather high and mighty for someone who Dumbledore awards House Points to just for merely breathing. Or for breaking the rules.” He hadn’t attend a single meeting since the start of the year, but Hermione Granger knew nothing of real duty. The kind that could drive someone to near madness, where there was no choice in the matter. “Considering how incompetent the man is at his job, he’s likely the one behind all this. Everything is a need to know basis with him, is it not?”

#( hermione granger. )#( hermione granger1. )#LET IT ALL OUT TBH HERMIONE #DRAG HIM MERCILESSLY HE DESERVES IT

laylaxyaxley:

❝I swear to Merlin, if one more person that I don’t know comes near me, I will s t a b them.❞

“Does that method actually work for you?” Not as if he hadn’t used threats in the past himself, though now his most common one would fall flat, considering his father was in prison.

#( layla. )#( layla1. )

mionegrcnger:

“If we were expecting such an influx of new students Dumebledore should’ve at least let us know beforehand so we could make everyone feel welcome. I’d have thought McGonagall would’ve let the prefects know at least!” Though Hermione wasn’t going to make the new students feel unwelcome by any means; she wasn’t sure why they were here but with a war brewing she was sure their relocation to Hogwarts was for their safety.

The sudden increase in the student population was a hassle and it set Draco’s nerves alight. Irritated and restless, he scoffed at Hermione, crossing his arms over his chest. “So Know-It-All Granger doesn’t really know it all after all. Figures.” Not that he could talk, merely blowing up smoke. He had been slacking on his Prefect duties since the start of the year so even if they had been made aware of the situation he would have still been ignorant to it.

#( hermione. )#( hermione1. )#LOL WELL LET'S SEE HOW THIS GOES

wormtcils:

‘ s’it just me or does mcgonagall look like she’s aged a few years since last night —— give or a take a few decades?? i just mean, has she always been that old?? ’

Draco scrunched up his nose as he turned his attention to the Transfiguration Professor. “Same old hag that she was yesterday, wretched crows feet and all.”