mona lisa smile

/ Wilkes your best friend & your greatest enemy

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percivalrobards​:

Percy glanced over his shoulder at the group in question, “They’ve probably never touched a drug in their life.”

“Have you?” Drue countered, brows raising high.

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When: 5 June 1980 Where: The Drunken Dragon Who: Drue + @percivalrobards​​

“Hookah’s not a drug, dumbass,” Drue gave a joking roll of her eyes, eavesdropping on the group of men behind her.

[yenneferblog]

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When: 11 June 1980 Where: Macnair Mortuary  Who: Drue + @esmeraldamacnair​

“That bloody awful stench.” Drue tinkered with something she shouldn’t have, with ease. “How do you disguise it?”

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When: 13 June 1980 Where: Hair Dahlia, Diagon Alley  Who: Drue + @viviantraversing​

Drue caught Vivian’s eye in the mirror, “How short are we going?”

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princesev​:

Severus leaned into the false familiarity, perhaps because of the absinthe or perhaps because of how he felt when he saw himself in his tailored suit. “Certainly not, Wilkes. Let’s rejoin the masses, shall we?”

“After you, mate.”

FIN

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youresovanity​:

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“I’d rather assume the worst than be blindsided due to sheer optimism and belief in the human spirit. Besides, she makes it relatively easy to come to conclusions of our own.” There was no need to delve deeper into it than that. Everyone was aware that Narcissa and Emma didn’t get along. Their views on the world colliding with an uncomfortable amount of force. “Hence why I’d rather enjoy a nighttime ride on my broom.”

“Let’s talk about anything other than Narcissa Black, then,” Drue suggested with a cheeky smile. Gossip may have bonded people, but small talk didn’t. She shifted the subject to something lighter, twisting her thick hair into a low ponytail, “Show me how to Sloth Grip Roll.”

FIN

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youresovanity​:

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“She isn’t nuts?” Emma repeated the phrase and turned it into a question, almost disbelieving. In her mind, Narcissa was just another blood purist who believed her large bank account and red ruby blood made her something special. Emma had no time for people who clung to their last names like a shield.

“Not nuts enough to show her nuts, if you know what I mean,” Drue shrugged, kicking a rock as they sauntered outside. “I think even if she stabbed you in the front, you’d still never figure out it was her who’d burned you. The amount of times I’ve thought about warning Rosalind. But at the risk of having my eyes poked out, I’ve minded my own business. Besides, I could be wrong. I’ve been wrong plenty of times.” However, she always regained and refocused after. “Don’t assumptions make us asses? I don’t know if I believe that fully.”

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princesev​:

Severus smirked, but made no further comment. Drue was funny when she wanted to be. “Well, perhaps you’ll make prefect for real next year.”

“Oh yeah, Sev?” Drue repeated his nickname. “You think I’m a shoe in? Good to know. Now, I have to ask. Are you going to sit here and rot all evening?”

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youresovanity​:

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“Mitigating circumstances and growing older have certainly taken a toll.” She was fine with keeping things vague. No reason to let anyone dig too deep into her mind. As much as she liked Drue, Emma had been burned. No one would take her for a fool ever again.

“Don’t tell me you’ve outgrown the position if you’ve already outgrown the people.” Drue mused, an almost proud smile forcing its way onto her face. “Glad to know being president isn’t everything. I’m beginning to believe Narcissa will do just about anything for it. Within reason, of course. She isn’t nuts.”

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reguwusblack​:

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“I believe the goal is to thrive, not be crushed by it all.” To rise to the occasion and make his parents proud. Regulus hoped death wasn’t in his future, but he was no idiot. The first time he had a seizure at the ripe age of twelve, he had been certain that this was death. How quickly it had occurred. How terrifying. 

“It’s always the goal. How often do we reach the goal?” Drue challenged, very lightly, before snatching a glass of champagne from a levitating serving tray. “You know, Black, I want to get to know you outside of these walls one day.” When you’re younger, even a year’s age difference seems like a generational gap, but as the two grew older and older, she wondered why she’d never considered him before. “If you’re up for it, that is,” she bit her lip, with raised brows as she turned on her heels, long hair flowing behind her.

FIN

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princesev​:

“You’re going to be a backup prefect for me? A backup prefect who brings hard drugs to school functions?” He took another drag of his cigarette. 

“I do not participate in the hard drugs, Sev,” Drue’s tone mocked offense. “Nor do I supply them. Please, don’t you think I’d have a nicer pair of shoes? They make a lot, fucking dealers. I just like to be in charge. It’s fun and I may be particularly bright at it.”

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miobloxam​:

Something about the self-declaration of being more refined irked her, but Mio only nodded along. “Well, I’m glad you think I have real brains for taking things slow. So, who does get the final say, do you know?” It felt good to be complimented so heavily, and Drue did seem nice, but Mio was learning to be careful around other students at Hogwarts, especially her housemates. “I’d love to have tea sometime—for sure.”

“I will quill you in,” Drue joke, showing a very toothy and warm smile. “Some of us do keep agendas, but please, I am not that tightly wound. I have the time and we’ll get tea soon. With the end of the year approaching, we also have all summer to get to know one another. You’ll have to show me more of what’s in your special closet. You could even come by our salon. I’ll style your hair, free of charge.” Drue toasted Mio with her glass. “I’m going to make my rounds, say hullo to everyone, but if you’re loose enough to dance later on, find me.”

FIN

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youresovanity​:

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She shrugged, not wanting to bother staying at the party any longer than necessary. The environment, something she had grown fond of, didn’t quite fit these days. Usually she would have been there with either Frances or Daphne by her side, and now she had neither. The thought made her sick. As though suddenly she was aboard a ship, and the sea had come for her at last. “Then let’s get out of here, Drue. I hate these sorts of crowds.”

“How in the hell did you ever get strapped as our lawful president, then, hmm?” No, Emma hadn’t been the one to put on this event, but JWL had been behind many other events this year. Some of which catered very well to this crowd. Drue eyed Emma curiously. Drue was ready to head out as soon as she’d gotten the okay.

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reguwusblack​:

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“I try my best to meet other’s expectations, whether they’re attainable or not.” Regulus was nothing if not a conformist, doing his best to carry the family legacy on his shoulders. No matter how tarnished.

“And what, die underneath the weight of all that pressure?” She posed it as if she understood.

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miobloxam​:

Mio couldn’t hide her smile at the other girl’s kind comments. “That’s really so sweet of you to say, thank you.” She took a sip of her drink to buy herself some time. If even Ella wouldn’t speak badly of Narcissa Black, she wasn’t sure she felt comfortable speaking her mind on the issue in front of Drue. Emma Vanity, the current JWL president, seemed unbothered by her comments, but Mio gathered that as president, one could probably take some liberties there. “You know, I am interested in joining the JWL, but I wanted to take some time to settle in at Hogwarts during my first year and wait until next year to apply. Do you really think I’d be a good fit?”

“I almost wish I had done the same thing. It can be a huge responsibility, JWL. Now understanding what comes with University, I’ve been able to balance the two and have them both as priorities. I can already tell you’re a smart biscuit. Anyone willing to think before rushing into something at this age is what sets us women of JWL apart from the herd. We’re more refined, don’t you think? Trust me, I know there’s more to refined than dressing smart. It takes real brains.” Drue wanted to leave Mio wanting more, something to come back to her for. “Of course I don’t have final say, but I help with recruitment for a reason. We should speak over tea sometime, because I would love to get to know you better and hear some of your thoughts.” Thoughts on JWL, thoughts on life, thoughts on the campus -- anything and everything. As far as Mio knew, Drue was more interested in recruiting her than anything else.

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princesev​:

“This is all I have,” he said in resignation, holding out his cigarette, not quite expecting her to take it from his hand. 

“And thank you, although I should think Asher and Esmeralda should be getting most of the credit.”

“I can’t stiff you your last cig, but you owe me some other time.” Drue bit back the wink she’d usually send people because she never believed actions like winks and cheeky humor would always work on Sev. And she was fine with that. It allowed her to approach a friendship at a new angle. Genuinely, you could say. “This isn’t such an insane idea, but backup prefects sound smart. When you need time off, I step in.”