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@doit-prewett
[stammers, smiles] Well, see- the thing is, that— well you can’t get cocky so I can’t say that I am really too clever because there in lies your fatal flaw.
[smiles a little broader at the stammering] You've got this all figured out, haven't you? S'pose I should probably take notes and learn a thing or two. Unless you've thought of that too and have made up an outline already.
You started it. I was such an innocent flower until my three capricious cousins got a hold of me. I want to go back to the straight and narrow!
Riiiiiiiiiiiiight. I spent a whole night locked in the pantry because Fab was the last one out and happened to close the door on his cousin. +purses lips to hide smile and glowers+
How did I start it? You're older. If anything we should put all the blame on Molls since she's the oldest. Pft, 'go back to the straight and narrow'. I don't believe that for a second.
[nods and plasters a look of mock innocence on his face] Yes, exactly-- and it wasn't that bad, Al. You're small enough to fit in it, aren't you?
Always see the sunshine, Gids!
So how was your summer?
Well, I try.
Hm? Oh, s'alright. The normal shenanigans between Fab and me, including but not limited to locking Alice in small spaces, experimenting with different firework combos and intercepting Molly's mail and using it as fuel to tease her. How 'bout yours?
You just aren’t trustworthy, then, I’d say. [smirks] It’s probably years and years of karma piling up— just haven’t balanced it out yet. M’sure Sirius and James and even possibly Peter are in the same boat.
It's possible, I suppose. Might be the ginger thing- we tend to stick out like a sore thumb. [mouth quirks up in a half-smile] But not you, s'that right, Remus? You're too clever to get caught, I suppose.
Wow. Not even James and Sirius got their things confiscated on their first day! This must be a new record! Congratulations, Gids!
Well, yeah, McGonagall was too focused on busting me! Thanks for the congrats though, Mary. I'll cling to that while serving detention: at least I broke the record.
It doesn’t at all, you goof. But nevermind, it’s still early, I’m sure I’ll have won and lost a small fortune by the end of the day.
Speaking of which, you’re still on the hook for locking me in the pantry last month.
Well, then I'm not sorry at all. Best of luck with your bets-- depending on how you end up at the end of the day, there might be an intervention hosted by your two favorite cousins to discuss your gambling problem.
No clue what you're talking about, Al. That was completely Fab, I wasn't even involved. Cross m'heart. [cross heart and mouth twitches up on one side.]
Should try and be a little more careful. Look more suave, you see. You’ve got to try and slip past, look confident, say hello, ma’am. It takes a bit of practice.
I didn't think I wasn't suave-- I mean, I'm not normally the pack mule, so to speak. With practice m'sure I'll get it. Won't be getting much practice with the next three nights of detention. Bit extreme considering we didn't even light one but I'm not about to argue with her over it.
alice--inwonderland replied to your post: There ought to be a rule against confiscating...
That was you?! I thought for sure Fab would be the first one in detention. Dammit, now I owe James three galleons.
Betting against your own flesh and blood, Alice? For shame. Sorry to have put you out of three galleons. To be fair, I was technically holding them for Fab. Not sure if that helps any/
There ought to be a rule against confiscating student property within the first few days of term. How did she even know I've got dung bombs in my pocket?
Eddie Redmayne as Gideon Prewett → Gryffindor→ Fifth Year → CLOSED
Blood → Pure
Bio → The youngest of the Prewetts and twin to Fabian, Gideon is a far cry from his mischievousness brother and fiery sister. Bound as brothers, Gideon dutifully follows Fabian around somehow tied into his master-mind plans of pranks that normally land the two into trouble. Gideon is shy and reserved, much more of the exemplary student that his other half. However despite how shy he may seem, Gideon does have a backbone - somewhere If he’s pushed, it’ll make an appearance After all, he is the brother of Molly, he knows first hand what a fierce temper is like and what effect it can have.
Additional Notes:Future member of the Order of the Phoenix.
When Gideon isn’t lagging behind in the wake of his brother’s mischievous chaos, Gideon can be found in the library. He finds fellow bookworm Irma Pince to be somewhat hostile. After many failed attempts of striking up a civil conversation with her, Gideon has resigned himself to just leaving her be.
Is curious about Arthur Weasley and his strange friendship with his sister. He knows if his brother caught wind of this, there would be merciless teasing. So far, Gideon has kept quiet but its becoming increasingly hard to ignore.
So far girls to Gideon are a mystery to him. The girls within Hogwarts don’t seem to interest him the way they do for his brother.
Swimming Lessons|| Gid ^ Remus
Remus grinned widely, his eyes crinkling at the edges from his lips stretching up into a smile that showed his glee for the moment. Being with Gideon was something he loved, he loved spending time with the redhead and he loved sharing books with him. He loved holding his hand and telling him horrible jokes and maybe bragging about a few pranks (Remus wasn’t used to the action, bragging? That was so bizarre!)
And— maybe it was because Gideon trusted him enough to try and swim that he was feeling so incredibly light and happy but… he wasn’t sure that he ever wanted it to change. And, well, if he had to be by Gideon often for it all to happen, then, so be it. “Like that, yeah,” he said, his voice soft and low and his heart thumping, Remus feeling very proud of Gideon for his ability to float, “Perfect,” he murmured, truly meaning so much more than just his form at that moment.
He didn’t know when he started feeling so much for him, though, he wasn’t sure if it was all true. Remus had always been the sort of person that got extremely attached to others much quicker than he should’ve, but he couldn’t help it. Being raised the way he was, he never expected to have any friends, and when he made the ones the did, he did not think that they were going to stick around for long— so Remus did anything for them. He loved them.
Though, he’d never been sure if they ever loved him back.
Remus banished the thoughts and shook his head slightly, leaning forward and pressing his lips, very softly, to those of Gideon. He held onto the Gryffindor’s hands tightly and squeezed when their lips touched, breath hitching only slightly when he felt Gideon’s soft skin, “You’re doing great, alright?” He murmured, a smile wide against Gideon’s lips, “You’re pruney,” he smirked.
There was something incredibly freeing about floating now that he had mastered it. His eyelids fluttered shut and a small yet crooked half smile pulled up at his lips and he sighed almost happily, tensing a bit when he dips a little in the water at the sudden release of air. But he bobbed like cork back the surface and the lines that had creased his face from the moment of fear and tension smooth and he chuckled lightly, cracking an eyelid to look at Remus. A flush crept across his face at the realization that he had been looking at him but he quickly covered up with a teasing, “So, how am I doing, Coach?” Sure, floating wasn’t really swimming, but it was more than he had been able to do before and that was honestly enough for him. If he didn’t learn to do another thing tonight, at least he knew that in a pinch, he could float.
He tilted himself up, feet kicking a bit madly under the water before finding the solid ground, his hands moving to push the wet hair from his face and a wide grin stretched the freckled cheeks, crinkling the skin around his eyes and he said very matter of factly and with a tad bit of pride, “Remus. I can float now. Don’t know if you saw, but it was pretty awesome.” Alright, so it was sort of dumb that he was that proud of himself for being able to lay in water and not sink. But it was something that he had learned- that Remus had taught him- that they had done together. It spoke to the fact that Remus was… was there with him and wanted to spend time with him. That it was him and not Sirius that he had chosen—and honestly, it was surprising to more than just him that Remus had made the choice. Sirius was cool and suave and confident and was Remus’ best friend. Gideon? Well, Gideon wasn’t much of any of that.
But, when Remus looked at him like that- with the slightest shake of his head- he feels like he might could be all of those things and a bag of Every Flavour Beans.
Lips pressed against his softly and a smile pulled up at his lips against the kiss, because it’s just so easy to smile around Remus and he felt the warmth of Remus’ hands reaching for his under the water, his fingers splaying against Remus’ and thread themselves together, settling in the spaces between the other boy’s. ‘You’re doing great, alright?’ The wide smile on Remus’ lips was contagious and his own mouth pulled back up in the wide smile at the next words to come from Remus, ‘You’re pruney.’ A short laugh left him and he pressed forward, his lips against Remus’ again- a bit harsher and rushes before pulling back and smirking, “You’re not much better. Better be careful, Remus—don’t know how well you’ll pull off the shriveled man look.”
Swimming Lessons|| Gid ^ Remus
He didn’t want for Gideon to panic. That was— that was the complete opposite of what his goal was. Remus wanted for him to relax. To relax and have fun and just swim with him— and, alright— so he was looking for a few kisses as well— what of it?
Remus laughed easily, letting Gideon spew words and grip him when he needed, watching his cheeks flush red in the soft moonlight. He liked this. He liked the way Gideon’s skin glowed under the light of the moon, and… He frowned, for a moment, thinking of how really, he’d never be able to actually see him under a full one— for his condition.
The frown was pushed away and he looked at Gideon, soft smile on his lips. “Hey, it’s— it’s alright, Gid. Swear,” Remus pried the ginger’s hands off of him and held them within his, gripping them firmly and giving him a reassuring squeeze. “I’m here— not letting you go, yeah?” His smile grew a little wider and he pulled him in just a little, “Trust me,” he said, feeling extremely self conscious, Remus’ voice completely low and soft, his lips pressing against the other boy’s— “Won’t let you get hurt,” he murmured, pulling away and bringing Gideon with him, going a little deeper.
“Relax. Relax.” Remus hands held Gideon’s at arm’s length, “Float,”
The grip he had on Remus' arms was loosened and he tried to swallow the brief panic that wanted so desperately to grip him-- but it was hard to be panicked when Remus was right there, holding onto him. Calloused hands- slightly pruned from the Black Lake- held onto his tightly, a soft squeeze of reassurance doing more to sway his nerves than anything. 'I'm here-- not letting you go, yeah?' Gideon's breath hitched slightly at the way Remus' voice dipped, a thrill running through him, only punctuating the electricity all the more at the warmth of lips against his. 'Won't let you get hurt.' And when he spoke like that- so close and so warm and so very much there- how could Gideon do anything but trust him?
He was vaguely aware that he was being pulled deeper-- that was until his feet lost the bottom. Everything went rigid and then he kicked desperately before Remus' voice reached his ears again: Relax. Gideon's eyes shut, willing the panic to stop rising in his chest, squashing it-- feeling Remus move away from him with the simple command of 'Float'. Gideon's legs were still churning in effort to keep him up and how the hell was he supposed to float? "I--" He swallowed down the 'can't'-- he could. He could because Remus- well because Remus thought he could and he told him that he wouldn't let him get hurt so obviously, he had enough faith in his floating abilities.
"H-How?" When Fabian swam, he would just lay on his back and it looked like the most effortless thing in the universe. Maybe- maybe that's what he meant? Slightly shaking hands turned over in Remus' as he turned himself, his back to his boyfriend. Taking a deep breath, he allowed everything to go limp, laying back in the water, his hands still holding time onto Remus'. Eyes were still shut tight, not wanting to see the water that was surely to envelope his head when the weightlessness hit him. He was floating. His chest rose from the water, droplets rolling down back into the lake and barely cracked open an eye, peeking up at Remus, who's hands he still held tightly to, "About like this?"
Swimming Lessons|| Gid ^ Remus
He smiled widely as he watched Gideon sink down as well, soaking himself to the bone and popping back up, hair plastered to his forehead for just a moment before he pushed it away. Remus liked that sight- a smiling and slightly anxious Gideon (although he wished he could rid the ginger of his anxiousness,) was rather cute, not that he would say it aloud— Gideon didn’t seem to like his phrasing.
‘Al-right, Prof.’ Remus grinned, ‘So, how’re we gonna go about this?’
“Well,” Remus started, scratching his head and looking up at the sky, then to Gideon again, “We’re in the shallow part, right? We can still touch the bottom and we’re very much out of the water-” he looked at Gideon’s chest and gulped. Mission abort, look away Lupin. “Right so-” he took Gideon’s soft hands and pulled him slowly, “A little deeper- just a bit,”
Remus stopped when the water reached their chest, a couple of inches until their shoulders would be under the water again. “You trust me, yeah?” he asked, tilting his head to the side and breathing a little shallow. Remus pulled up Gideon’s hand and pressing a finger to his knuckle, “Not gonna let you drown- we aren’t even going to go deep.” He smiled against the fingers and dropped the hand, “Try paddling around this water- it isn’t too deep and the ground is right here, you’re standing on it.” He gave a reassuring smile, “I’ll hold your hand if you want me to.”
The werewolf stepped a little deeper into the water, the darkness reaching up and settling around his shoulders. He didn’t pull Gideon anymore, just left his hand extended towards him if he wanted it to hold as he paddled about, “Don’t panic. That’s the worst thing when it comes to swimming. Don’t. Panic— I’m right here.”
Gideon tried very hard not to focus too hard on the dark water that surrounded them- that lapped up around his waist, sending goosebumps scattering across the pale, freckled torso. Even with the heating charm, there skin prickled, the hair on his arms standing almost straight up, more out of nerves than out of any actual coldness. Remus was speaking- something about the shallowness of the water-- not that it really mattered; one can drown in a teaspoon of water, if one were to get technical. But Gideon kept these thoughts to himself, the mantra repeating in his mind that he absolutely did not under any circumstances want to appear afraid in front of Remus-- particularly when it came to something like swimming. Something that was supposed to be practically second nature. Or at least it appeared that way with Remus.
Oh, gods- what had he gotten himself into?
Remus' calloused hands found his under the water and the initial brush of fingers against his caused him to jump slightly before the warmth found his hands and the gentle tugging swayed any inclination to run. Alright, he didn't particularly like to admit it, but the reassuring weight and grip of Remus' hands on his was definitely helpful. He could feel himself start to relax- the lines that creased his forehead and the slight frown that pulled at his mouth easing until they were gone. The feeling of Remus' hands holding onto his sent a strange feeling of reassurance- of safety and security- through him. The lap of water around his chest didn't even register until Remus' words found their way into his ears.
'You trust me, yeah?'
That's when it hit him- the water was around his chest. A few more steps and it would be up around his neck and then- then he would fall under and he wouldn't be able to breathe and no matter how loud he screamed, no one would hear him- the water would swallow his cries for help and then he'd sink like a stone. He swallowed hard, trying to keep the tightening panic from gripping his chest, from keeping him from breathing. A hand lifted from under the water and for a moment, the panic paused in it's assault as another soft, slow and reassuring murmur came from Remus.
'Not gonna let you drown- we aren't even going to go deep.'
Yes. Remus-- Remus wasn't going to let him drown. He would... Remus would take care of him. Protect him. An unbidden flush crept up his neck and across his neck and Gideon swallowed hard, looking down at the dark water, trying to calm the almost fluttering beat of his heart at the thoughts that swirled around in his head, trying to remind himself what he was there for and that he was making a simple statement into something it wasn't and really, when did he become such a puff? Remus' hand dropped his and the panic that gripped his chest started to slowly spread as Remus moved further back- further into the dark water- watching as it slowly rose to cover his shoulders and gods, Remus wasn't much taller than him but he was taller nonetheless and how deep was that going to be for him?
The hand reached out to him and Gideon swallowed hard, listening to the words. Don't panic. Don't. Panic. Paddling around. He could do that. The fleeting thought of just how stupid he was going to look crossed his mind, deepening the heat across his cheeks before he steeled himself and lifted his feet from the muddy surface under the water- and launched himself forward. His legs and churned under him in a desperate attempt at keeping his head above the water- only succeeding in making him look very much like a half-drowned fox as his flailing. Panic gripped him and his feet moved, trying to find something like solid ground under him and his arms reached, one hand finding and gripping the outstretched arm- gripping Remus' elbow in a vise grip, pulling himself close and tight to the only solid thing in the lake. The edges of panic disappeared from his face as he looked up at Remus, sheepishness creeping across his expression, "I-- er, wow. I'm. That was bad. I--" He looked at the way his hands gripped tight at Remus' arms, holding himself there and heat flushed his face all the way to his ears, "Sorry- Sorry, I--"
-sighs- You, Sir Prewett, should be getting to sleep. -leans in and kisses softly, cupping his face, thumbs caressing at his cheeks for a moment, plops to the side, threads fingers together-
Sir Prewett, now that's a new one. -eye roll- Yes, Mum. -tilts head up, meeting the kiss, smiling against lips- You should be getting to sleep too, Sir Lupin. -looks at intertwined fingers and scoots closer, resting head in the hollow of his shoulder- Mmm. Love you, you know.
I’ll Be Seeing You | Billie Holiday
-soft laugh- I steal the blankets because your feet are cold, not the other way around, Gid. Sorry. -smiles down at him, expression softens, blinks slowly, various times- Only myself to blame, eh?…
We could argue this back and forth, Remus-- much like 'which came first, the chicken or the egg'- and we'll never agree. -head tilts slightly at the sort expression, mouth picking up lightly on the side- Mhm. Yes. This is all your fault.
