“ you’re the authority now, mate. “ the mate was exaggerated as davos imitated donny’s accent. it was a far cry from the new england accent that davos himself sported. “ what are you going to do ? give yourself detention ? hardly. “ he snorted. “ that has to be the perk of being head boy. the only perk, if you ask me. lots of responsibility and no time for fun. between head boy responsibilities and n.e.w.t.s, your year’s basically shit.” he winced sympathetically. “ what brings me this way ? my feet, mostly. “ he replied with a smirk. “ … i was looking for someone, actually. mclaggen said he was going down to the pitch an hour ago and he’s nowhere to be found. “
「 ✨ davos has mentioned a canon object x4 」
donny snorted in laughter, shoving his friend away from him as his thick irish accent was mocked. “ah, fuck off, any authority i have is limited t’students -- ‘n i don’t think dumbledore would appreciate me harassin’ the younger years.” the laughter continued, before the hufflepuff raised his eyebrow, “does mclaggen ever do what he says he will?” donny questioned in a half-joke.
“𝓓onny,” Marigold walked— or rather, jumped over to the Head Boy and first year. She was bouncing on her toes, switching between picking her thumb nail and chewing on the cuticle. When she didn’t get an immediate answer, she walked behind her housemate and whispered his name again.
「 ✨ marigold has mentioned a canon object x2. 」
donny huffed, speaking to the first year once more, “go -- i believe you first year gryffindors have charms right now, don’t ya? wouldn’t want flitwick t’use as a test dummy for yer classmates learnin’ wingardium leviosa, would ya?” donny mimed the swish-and-flick with a grin as the first year ran off. with a laugh, he turned to the voice he’d heard behind him, looking down to the small witch. “wotcher goldie ... what’s goin’ on?”
azaria gives donny that of an apologetic smile, unsure if there was anything she could do to help or make things better. but that wouldn’t keep her from trying! “if ya ever need anything or a distraction i’m here.” the irish witch says with a reassuring nod of her head. “aw, i’m really sorry they’re giving you such a hard time.“ she couldn’t imagine it was easy, but she also didn’t blame them for asking questions– even if she didn’t know what kinds of questions per se. “wow, tha sounds like a lot.. and like ya could use a break!”
“yknow what,” donny turned to the ginger witch with a grin, “i think you’re right, aza ... what d’ya say t’fallin’ inta some irish stereotypes down at the three broomsticks with me for my break?” as he said this, donny slung his bag higher on his shoulder, swinging it towards the direction of the castle’s exit.
″ oh, this isn’t a library book. it’s mine. ″ she shrugged. ″ i can’t ask for anywhere better to read than the library after hours. ″ ollie got up with a sigh. she didn’t want to back down, but the slytherin knew donny was right–– filch would have her polishing medals in the trophy room faster than she could say old, bald, stinky weasel and his stupid cat. ″ fine. but can you make sure that furry snitch doesn’t follow me ? i’ll go straight to the common room, and you can catch your beauty sleep. ″ with a subtle wave of her wand, the light emanating from the tip went off, leaving the room in total darkness.
「 ✨ olivia rae has mentioned a canon object x4. 」
「 ✨ olivia rae has used a spell. 」
“make sure he doesn’t follow ya? not really -- filch doesn’t like me too much, ya know, not that he really likes anybody -- ” he waved off his impending tangent. “but i gotta walk that way too, what with my common room bein’ down there too. so ya should be fine,” donny shrugged, his head boy badge catching the light briefly as he did so.
davos snickered as he watched his friend lecture the first year – who, at first glance, looked like his knees were shaking so terribly they might give out on them. leaping from the bottom step of the enchanted staircase mere moments before it started shifting away from the landing, davos steadied himself by wrapping an arm around donny’s shoulders. “ you might think this face looks innocent and cute, “ he warned the first year, “… but i’ve seen his torture room myself. manacles that would make filch drool hanging from the ceiling, dragons spitting fire and roasting kids like you for breakfast. “ he grinned. “ … i’d do what he says. “ the first year sputtered and apology and ran off with his friends in the opposite direction, leaving davos cackling in his wake. “ sorry, man. “ he apologized, with no sincerity behind his words. “ i couldn’t help myself. “
「 ✨ davos has mentioned a canon object x5 」
the moment he heard davos’ voice, donny’s expression faded into complete neutrality, letting his friend ramble on a terrify the first year. by the end, the kid looked like he’d seen voldemort himself and bolted towards the nearest door with his friends on his tail. the hufflepuff turned to his friend, letting out a snort of laughter as his grin returned to his face. “you ‘n ya gob are gonna get me in trouble one day, mate. what brings ya t’this part of the castle?”
″ i’m not trying to be any sort of maggot. ″ olivia replied uninterested, barely lifting her eyes from her book. she was sitting on the floor of the library, between bookshelves, holding her illuminated wand in one hand and a heavy-looking volume on another. it was clearly past the library closing time. ″ i’m simply telling you that you’re wrong. it’s six o'clock in the afternoon. ″ she lied boldly as midnight moonlight spilled from a nearby window. she has considered the head girl position at the beginning of the year, thinking it would look good on her curriculum, but ultimately decided that nothing made humans more intolerable than a false sense of authority given by a pin.
「 ✨ olivia rae has mentioned a canon object x3. 」
「 ✨ olivia rae has used a spell. 」
“y’know, ‘liv, you could just -- oh i dunno -- check the book out? what book could possibly be so top secret that ya can’t leave with it?” donny huffed out a short laugh, rubbing his face with his hand showing clear exhaustion. “the sooner that you retreat back to the slytherin common room, the sooner i can go back to my dorm and sleep -- this is the end of my rounds, so please go?” he heard the faint meowing of filch’s cat, mrs. norris , “sounds like ya might have t’give up soon anyways -- filch isn’t nearly as nice as me.”
“look,” donny sighed, hand fluffing his curly hair as he looked to the student, “i don’t wanta be the bad guy here -- but ya can’t be actin’ the maggot ‘round here! because then i have t’stop ya based on my job description, and that’s no fun.”
“i’m tellin’ ya, az,” donny plopped himself down on the bench of the hufflepuff table next to his redheaded friend, yellow and black school robes flowing back behind him. “those first years, sweet as they can be,” he paused shaking his head for emphasis, “they’re bleedin’ wreckin’ my head! it’s been quite sometime since the year’s started ‘n they’re still comin’ up with new questions everyday.”
MERLIN’S BEARD! Did you see DONAL, also known as DONNY rocking the HUFFLEPUFF house colors in class today? How they manage to look so fit, while studying their arse off during their SEVENTH YEAR of schooling, is beyond me. The EIGHTEEN-year-old student is certainly making the FALLON family proud, aren’t they? One time, I heard someone say the HALF-BLOOD looks a lot like some muggle, JORDAN FISHER – whoever that is.
say hello to my lil head boy!
HISTORY
in the late winter of 1970, a young michael fallon went on a delayed post-graduation trip to ireland where he met the beautiful saorise mccarthy in a pub on the outskirts of dublin. though michael did not know it at the time, saorise had just celebrated her own graduation that summer from hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. they laughed and drank together all night long, stumbling their way back to the young witch’s flat for a nightcap. a mere two months later, michael fallon -- back in his new york studio apartment -- received a letter from saorise that she was pregnant, that she didn’t want or expect anything from him and she just wanted him to know. without a second thought, michael packed all of his belongings, booked a plane ticket, and called his landlord before heading to the airport. he had had an absentee father, there was no way he was going to be one. the reunion surprised saorise, but she welcomed it, realizing that she would have to expose michael to her world. the two quickly married though they did not know each other well, as were the times. by the time that their child was born, they had fallen into a comfortable relationship in their marriage -- not quite purely romantic, but certainly not purely platonic either. then, on september 23, 1971, michael and saorise fallon welcomed their son donal into the world.
donal was a rambunctious child, but incredibly sweet and charming, which made michael and saorise decide to have another child together. donal’s sister siobhan came along four years after his birth, and then their sister bryna joined a year after that. while michael and saorise are still not necessarily a romantic partnership, their marriage holds strong and their family remains tight knit.
the smell of burning candles late at night, echoing laughter in an otherwise quiet room, smudged ink, lingering sweetness of butterbeer, a cheshire cat grin, crunching of snow under heavy footsteps, long empty hallways, distant piano playing, flushed cheeks from flying
aaaaaand here are some possible connections im looking for!! if youre up for plotting, like this post or message be on @avalcns !!
