ALCOHOL. It seemed to be the one thing that always succeeded in bringing everyone together, no matter the occasion. For some it brought them closer, made them happier but for others, it did the opposite. For Evan, it calmed them, allowed them to step aside and watch from a distance as others worked the room or made a scene. How one reacted in social gatherings had always given off a visible tell about them. Before choosing a side of the war, Evan was a more frequent partier, enjoying getting lost in the dance and the night, but now, after distancing themselves more from those they enjoyed the company of and spending more time with those they truly despised, they found themselves standing closer to the corner. Still with a glass in hand. Somethings, after all, would never change.
“It’s strange,” they began, feeling someone approach. “The way people are interacting as if nothing has changed and only a year has passed since we were last year, it makes one wonder..” Evan trailed off, raising the glass to their lips.
Truth be told, Edgar was about to make a beeline as soon as he noticed Evan. They were friends before — well, before everything, and it seemed like there was a particularly ROUGH crack between the two of them afterward. He struggled, in general, with those old friends, and was lucky that he could usually avoid them or be ignored by them. Unfortunately, he knew that being back at the castle would change that, increase the proximity and increase the volatile feelings, which is why he was so SURPRISED at Evan actually speaking to him.
“You a philosopher or summat now, Rosier?” He replied, stance casual, as casual as he could manage in their presence. Holy hippogriff, Edgar was itching to get out of there, before anything blew up and he had to spend the rest of the year having to deal with the repercussions of that. “I’ll give you a hint, it’s probably the alcohol flowing through their veins — don’t sound the call for peace just yet.”
a party was just that, a party. nothing special, but this one felt different, almost awkward. the campus had been tense since everyone arrived back at the castle for the first time since everything happened. even the muggle machine playing music or the fireworks being set off from wands wasn’t enough to draw any sort of good attitude from regulus, though he found comfort in a bottle of bilshen’s. when he noticed someone looking, he gestured away from himself, not even processing who it was that was hovering. “there’s more down that way, if you’d like.”
“Thanks, mate,” Edgar replied, having been looking for another bottle a few minutes — and making a beeline towards the supply as soon as he noticed the gesture, not even bothering to check who it was. Not surprisingly, considering the way this party was going, there was very little left — though he did hear someone yelling about a first-year stealing booze earlier. “You wanna share?” He held the bottle up in his hand as he returned. “It’s the last Blishen’s left.” And considering Edgar was definitely already swaying on his feet, sharing might be for the better anyway.
So — Edgar was TRASHED. Or rather, incredibly crossfaded. With all the time spend being so serious these last years, the Hogwarts party felt like the break he’d been longing for, all his old friends, back together, actually having fun for once. “Hey,” He addressed no one in particular, not even looking their way. No, he was at peak concentration right now, and definitely not getting the attention he deserved for his very cool, very new trick from this person. “—hey, look! Check what I can do!”
It took a lot of convincing for Mary to go to the party. She still had her doubts about being back but she thought if she stuck by the music table and eyed the choices of bands they had on vinyl. To no one in particular, she cleared her throat, “the sorting ceremony was rather long…”
“Mary, you know I think you’re brilliant,” Edgar looked at the other girl, a light-hearted grin on his lips, as it usually was — though his eyes carried a little more heaviness to them this school year. “But as far as opening lines go, that was NOT the one.”
( ross butler, twenty-one, cis male ) my goodness, is EDGAR BONES back? it’s been a while since the PUREBLOOD has been around the castle, but I’d recognize HIM anywhere. rumor has it the SEVENTH YEAR spent the years aligned with the ORDER. but I hear they’re still CONFIDENT & LOYAL and RASH & STUBBORN. and the HUFFLEPUFF still reminds me of regrets edged deep into your mind, hair purposefully styled into a mess, fighting for what you believe in no matter the cost, impulsive decisions to be regretted only seconds later, and lighting up a room with just one smile. well, then, I guess some things never change. ( mar, 22, gmt+1, she/her )
hi y’all this is mar w/ my other child, i totally thought i had a bio for edgar or at LEAST a description somewhere .... but alas, i do not, so this is probs an even bigger mess than my emma intro sry !
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.
full name: edgar dominic bones.
nickname(s): ed, eddie.
birthdate: december 15th.
sexuality: bisexual.
positives: confident, loyal, sociable.
neutrals: passionate, mercurial, rebellious.
negatives: rash, stubborn, thickheaded.
extracurriculars: keeper, care of magical creatures (president).
𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓.
tw for parental death.
( find a TL;DR at the bottom )
edgar was raised in wizarding world middle-upper class privilege, his father a renowned hit wizard, his mother head of the ministry’s goblin liaison office. they were purebloods, not pure enough to be of the sacred twenty-eight, but just enough to avoid haughty looks from those who were, and considering they stayed out of pureblood ideology issues, nothing and no one really bothered the bones’ family.
he grew up without much ambition, his parents provided everything he needed, he wasn’t smart enough to think about high educational goals, and with the bones family being so distanced from the pureblood ideology spiel, he didn’t care much about politics either. edgar always figured he’d probably land a cozy ministry job, or, if he really tried his best, a decent position on a quidditch team somewhere.
my boy edgar made a couple mistakes along the years, making friends with the wrong people, or just not bothering to stand up for others when they were harassed by those same people, even when he felt bad about it. neutrality was his little safeguard, and he refused to leave that bubble of comfort — because why would he?
i imagine he was pretty cool with most of the other students tho, even when he was pretty blasé about everything, he’s always been easy to make friends with, and his confidence and smile was pretty damn contagious to others.
so, seventh year, tragedy struck at hogwarts, but tragedy struck at home for edgar too. his father arrested the wrong wizard, injured the man and made sure to put him on trial, and just like that, death eaters found and killed him for it.
no school, no job, and a household filled with nothing but grief, edgar fell into a pretty deep darkness. he only started climbing out of it when the order of the phoenix approached him, telling him that he could avenge his father’s death, that he could make sure this didn’t happened to anyone else as well, basically that he could make a difference if he fought with them, and it lit a fire under his ass.
he’s been in hit wizard training for the last two years, learning, becoming a better duelist, and he’s been making serious progress. on the side, he worked with the order, notifying them of what he found out at the ministry, and fighting in some of their battles. the department wanted him to finish his education at hogwarts, saying that it was good to learn more before he advanced, and so he’s returned.
TL;DR — edgar was raised in a pretty privileged environment, which caused him to be unambitious and kinda uncaring about everything. he was easy to make friends with, but nothing ever got really close to him because he was just so blasé about everything and everyone. his father was killed by death eaters around the same time hogwarts closed, which made him realize he wanted to join the order and fight to avenge his father. he’s spent the years off working as a hit wizard trainee, learning more about the conflict, and becoming more passionate in his fighting.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃.
ahhhhh have some wanted connections from me idk what i’m doing tbh
ONE. i would love to have some ppl he used to be friends with and now kinda realizes they are Bad News, so he’s pulled away from them big time but its still very enticing to him and he feels weird about the whole situation, probably acts rly snarky
TWO. i would ALSO love him to have like, some newer friends or old friends he’s grown closer to over the last years because he no longer acts so uncaring abt everything, i imagine he’s grown quite close to these people tbh???
THREE. enemies!!!!!! give me enemies for him of people who he used to not care about or former friends or just anything really??? he’s pretty impulsive and kind of an idiot so i can see his anger getting the best of him and just picking fights
FOUR. so edgar is..... lowkey very much the lovey dovey type and i think he’s kinda got used to pulling in dates and hookups quite easily, so honestly.... i’d love for him to crush big time on someone who will NOT give him the time of day
