can't stop the music.

dorcas rose fawley: quidditch player, slytherin, and the elder sister of arelle and naomi. [ a firehearted girl ] —— “She was a angel hidden behind bright eyes. She was poison in the flesh.”

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bitemelily:

The grip her teeth had on her lower lip was loosened as a smile formed on her face. Her arms rose, wrapping themselves around her best friend’s neck as she scooted in closer to her. Leaning forward her lips brushed against Dorcas’ and she felt a sudden rush. Lily hope they could stay like this, no interruptions or obstacles, for eternity – if only that was possible. “Then I’m all yours,” she said in a whisper before her lips pressed firmly to the brunette’s, fingers dancing in her wavy locks.

Dorcas watched a smile bloom on her girlfriends friends face and a smile of her own formed against pale lips. Arms wrapped around her neck and Dor wrapped her own around the others waist. Lips found hers and she nipped at the others. Lily had been a constant in her life for years, and for some reason this all made so much sense to her. Lily was just there and Dor didn’t want it to end. She wanted to ask why she wanted it secret, but the words from Lily stopped that thought. Dorcas eagerly pressed her lips back against hers, her fingers trailing underneath her friends shirt. 

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bitemelily:

It never occurred to Lily that she was the only one keeping their fling a secret from the world, just as it had never occurred to her that the two could go further than the occasional make out sessions that started over the summer. She wasn’t sure if it was out of shame or she was frightened of what others might think of the scandal – she just wasn’t ready. The idea of Dorcas’ gentle caresses trailing along her bare flesh had soon invaded the depth of her thoughts and her teeth were grinding against her lower lip once more. “What do you want?” She had always been so selfless, but with Dorcas that trait took on a mind of its own. The Slytherin was all that mattered during their ‘bonding’.

Dorcas sighed internally. She didn’t like hiding her and Lily’s relationship away from the world. Maybe, maybe she had feelings for her. Or, she just liked the kissing and feeling the soft skin of the redhead. Dorcas knew Lily wasn’t ready, and it was another reason why Dor didn’t care about them fooling around in the train. She watched Lily’s lip being smashed against her teeth and Dor smirked when the redhead asked what she wanted. The words were simple. “You.”

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itsxpadfoot:

He laughed. Hadn’t the news spread like wildfire just yet? His parents must’ve made a pretty good job at handling the situation, controlling the possible damage that the news would cause to their flawless reputation. Or maybe they had just hoped that the bomb would tick a bit longer before it exploded in their faces. If so, Sirius was more than happy to be the one behind the detonator. 

“Haven’t you heard, darling?” He wondered, looking at her with his held titled to the side and a raised brow. “I am no longer the heir of my lovely family.” He told her, with the calm tone of someone talking about the weather. “You see, I spoke with mother dearest and together we decided that I didn’t fit the mold. I’m not a bigot and that is a big problem. Blacks are known for their narrow minds and stupid believes. I didn’t have those so…No longer the heir.” He explained and then shrugged, a smirk in his lips. It hadn’t been like that at all. There had been screaming, glasses breaking, hexes and insults. But that, Sirius thought, was family business only. “So she wouldn’t chop your head off if I exploded. But she would find you annoying and rude, probably suggest your parents a tutor to teach you some manners.”

He laughed, and she became confused. Wasn’t he the heir? The eldest of the two Black children? Or, had her parents told her wrong. Had her parents lied, or just had information that was wrong, she wasn’t sure. She had just gotten ready to ask him what he meant when he spoke. His voice sounding a bit condescending and Dorcas wasn’t sure how to react to that.

“Heard what?” However, before he was able to give her an answer, he was already talking over her and telling her he was no longer the heir. He sounded calm, too calm, and that’s what worried her. No one was that calm when losing the title of heir. Arelle hadn’t been that calm when she lost the title, and Dorcas hadn’t been that calm when she was given it. However, she understood why he gave it up - or was forced out of it. However, his snarky comment made her eyes narrow and she growled. “Excuse me? I am Dorcas Rose Fawley, the heir of the Fawley fortune. I was raised as a proper lady. Heaven forbid I look at someone for more than two fucking seconds. Alright? If anyone needs manners - it’s you.”

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lxpinism:

Obviously. Remus suppressed a sigh, too engrossed in confused sensations of despair and hope from the dementors and chocolate. He nibbled on the latter in thought as Dorcas continued, finally swallowing down a good portion and rolling his eyes. “I’m not an idiot.” He noted his need to expand his humor beyond the sarcastic variety. “Ever hear of a joke?” Lupin’s snappiness was a mixture of things; depression and anger mingled with aching bones and a need for sleep. He took another bite of the chocolate to contain himself.

“I never said you were an idiot.” Dorcas sighed audibly, apparently she had upset him. Or, the Dementors were having more of effect on him than they were having on her. He mentioned it was a joke, or actually he snapped a question about her ever hearing a joke. A frown marred her features and she wasn’t sure what to say to him. “Just eat the damn chocolate and quit snapping at me before I feed you to the Dementors. I’m not your friends, don’t get an attitude with me.”

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always-pure:

Narcissa rolled her eyes, ❝I- umm I didn’t really try to find out…❞ she admitted. It was almost like admitting she was scared, but who wouldn’t in this situation. ❝Well I- don’t really know if they affect people differently, but the cold I felt when they were approaching… it was like nothing I’ve ever felt before…❞

“Why are you stuttering? Are you scared?” Dorcas was confused, why were people worried and scared with what was happening. Dementor’s weren’t some scary creature when they were controlled. Fawley looked around and shrugged. “I dunno, I didn’t feel it get cold or anything. I heard they can make you feel unhappy, but like - nothing. I’m fine.”

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28, 46, 47.

28: Who do you see as your best friend? Your worst enemy?

Lily Evans and Daisy Hookum. I don’t think I have any enemies?

46: If you were to fall in love, who (or what) is your ideal?

No comment.

47: How do you express love?

Hugs, kisses.

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daisyrxse:

“Ah yes, sorry, unfortunately your fountain of wisdom isn’t feeling very wisdom-is today,” she smiled, and this time it felt real. Looking up at her friend, she cocked her head slightly. “Since when do you follow the rules, Doe?”

“My fountain of wisdom needs to stop slacking. The fountain of determination is running dry as well, however.” Dorcas laughed and cocked her head slightly to match Daisy’s, a funny sight to behold she was sure of it. “When do I follow rules? When what black soul I have can be sucked out, honestly.”

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itsxpadfoot:

A part of him, the explosive and purely Black part of him, wanted to get up, take the phone from her hands and crush it under his heel. But he was better than that, better than a Black, better than uncontrolled anger and harsh actions. He took a deep breath.

“Apologies.” He said, looking up with a smile. The smile that he had learned from a young age to use in many situations, polite and charming, it could’ve fooled anyone, a practised lie that he had mastered since he was young. “It’s been a long day…I shouldnt’ve snapped like that.” He recognized the girl as Dorcas, a Slytherin girl that he knew was on the quidditch team with his brother. “But I do forgive you for the rude staring, no hard feelings, dear.”

Dorcas expected anger, expected him to get angry - to yell at her some more. Yet, he didn’t, and somehow that angered her. She sighed loudly and waited for him to speak, or for him to purely walk out. That would have been something she found truly amusing. Him walking out and leaving to face the Dementors. 

When he finally spoke, he apologized. A smile adorned his lips and that slightly unnerved her. Maybe it was due to the fact that three seconds ago he was cursing and yelling at her. However, she didn’t make note of or ask him. It was easier to keep her mouth shut than to ask questions. He mentioned long day and Dorcas nodded absentmindedly. She understand that personally, her family had been hell that day. Taking one final good look at him, she turned her head. “Forgive me for the rude staring? I was ensuring the Black heir didn’t explode. I’m sure your parents would have my head if they allowed that.” She knew she spoke out of turn, she didn’t care.

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Toronto, Sorrento, Stockholm.

Toronto: Describe your ideal partner.

James Potter, xoxo

Sorrento: What is your weakness?

Fish and chips, Merlin yes.

Cairo: Whats your favorite quote?

“Never say forever, because there is no such thing as forever. Instead of saying forever, just say until the end.”

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lxpinism:

“A dance..? Y’know,” he waved his arms about in a lackluster display of jazz hands. “I was trying to be funny,” Lupin finally admitted while shaking his head to her question. Without a word he took the sweet, a smile tugging across pale lips in appreciation. “It’s freezing in here. Think Dumbledore is testing out some new welcoming or something?”

“Funny? It didn’t work...” Dorcas was a bit confused, a bit amused, and a bit annoyed. She smiled back when he took the candy without saying a word. It was what she had hoped he’d do. She had noticed the ice on the windows, and the way she was now upset randomly. She knew it was true Dementors were on the train, but either Remus was playing dumb or he really didn’t know. “Rem, it’s the Dementors. It’s not Dumbledore testing anything out?” Confusion washed over her features.

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bitemelily:

The blush returned, this time spreading like wild fire across her fair face. It was only when Dorcas spoke like that that Lily reacted in such a way. Her eyes landed upon the compartment door, afraid someone might walk in on one of their trysts. Would that be so bad? She didn’t exactly want to find out. “Doe, there are a lot of people around. Someone might hear us… Or come in… Shirts stay on, but…” Fingertips captured the hem of her shirt, slipping beneath the cloth to run gently along her stomach. “Doesn’t mean we can’t blindly feel through second base?”

Dorcas watched the blush blossom and a laugh escaped her. Leave it to Dor to ruin the moment of them being cute. She watched her friends eyes move to to the compartment door and Dorcas rolled her eyes. Who bloody cares, Lily. But, she kept that thought to herself but her bottom lip was sucked into her mouth when Lily ran fingertips along her stomach. The feeling sent a chill down her spine, and she smiled lazily. “We’re witches, Lily. We can use magic. No one would know. Except us. However, if second base as if we’re thirteen again is what you want - fine.”

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itsxpadfoot:

A deep breath. Inhale, exhale. The hot air leaving his lungs forming a white cloud thanks to the cold that was filling the train. Sirius closed his eyes for a moment, clenching his hands into fists to stop them from shaking. 

“It had to be this year.” He mumbled bitterly. His summer had already been dreadful and he didn’t need the dementors to remind him, he didn’t need that sense of sadness and hopelessness in his body. Hogwarts was supposed to be his safe heaven and that included the train. “Fuck!” He said, frustrated, opening his eyes as he felt someone staring at him. Usually, he wouldn’t mind, usually he would even find it funny and flattering but not tonight. “What the hell are you looking at?” He snapped, hiding his shaky hands in his pockets. “Take a bloody picture, they last longer.”

Dorcas Fawley had entered the compartment for one reason, someone had told her to. She didn’t expect to find anyone in there, and she wasn’t even sure what she was supposed to do when she did. Dor was quiet, moved to sit across from the person and was silent. Although, she was staring. 

He mumbled, and she slightly recognized the voice as the eldest Black. She wasn’t sure if she was meant to reply. Her breath coming out as puffs of smoke in front of her. Dor had just got ready to divert her eyes when his opened and he spoke angrily to her. She should have expected it, Dementors seemed to bring out the worst in people when they were around. His comment didn’t help, and she was picking up her phone to act like she was taking one. “Honestly, I was making sure you weren’t going to blow up. However, excuse me for caring.”

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Paris, Dublin, Oslo.

Paris: Describe your favorite kiss.

With Lily. Is that descriptive enough? We were out by the lake, and I.. kissed her.

Dublin: Do you believe in soul mates?

Yes.

Oslo: What keeps you warm?

A blanket?

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bitemelily:

Stop. Lily wanted to say it, but the word didn’t seem to slip pass her lips. Instead, she did as Dorcas requested and took a few steps closer to her best friend. “Is this what you want, miss Fawley? Or would you rather me climb on top of you in a lustful frenzy?” It was always around the brunette that her sarcasm often reached its peak.

“Lustful frenzy? If we’re going with that, love, I suggest the shirt be removed. Skirt is optional, but appreciated nonetheless.” Dorcas made grabby hands towards Lily, a small smirk on her lips. The redhead always seemed to bring out the best in her, something she never got to experience at home. A mother who didn’t care, and a father who believed her worthless. Lily was what kept her last shred of sanity.

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sybillptrelawney:

“Oh, goodness, I don’t know! I think someone behind me must have spoken that, because I was unaware. Are you sure? That seems rather dangerous. Though I suppose that explains why we’ve stopped, but really why could that be?” Sybill clamped her mouth shut to keep from rambling. Two hours on the train and she was already making a fool of herself again.

“Sybill, you’re not helping by rambling. I heard it just now that some Auror’s and Dementors are on the train. You didn’t know?” Dor was confused, utterly confused. How did Sybill not know? “The train is stopped because they must be looking for someone. You didn’t feel it get cold all of a sudden?”

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lxpinism:

“Well, my heart is hoping for a choreographed dance to some smooth jazz, but my mind is thinking otherwise.” He shrugged, fumbling hands giving away the anxiety bubbling within.

“A choreographed what now? Remus - are you okay?” Dorcas wasn’t sure what the fuss was, she wasn’t feeling anything. Dor began rummaging in her bag and pulled out a chocolate bar. “Here.”

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firengoldmacdonald:

“That’s what this girl told me, yeah. She didn’t really offer up much detail on the subject but it has to be something major for them to be around, I assume.”

“I wonder what’s happened.” Dorcas paled slightly. Numerous thoughts ran through her head, could Voldemort be behind it? Or someone worse? “Too bad we’re forced to stay in here, I’d go ask.”