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ameliascones:

“Someone arrived later? Truly amazing. You must have finally found your people.”

“I think I have, yeah. Not being punctual isn’t a crime punishable by death with them.”

ameliascones:

tessabones:

“You’ll ruin Amelia’s Christmas, Edgar. That’s if she remembers- forget Nan, it sounds like you’ve maybe beaten her to the punch.”

“Yes, please let’s not turn into outlaws. It would be much harder for me to carve out my niche there. No one can beat her to the–” A hiccup interrupted Amelia and she threw a hand over her mouth to hide the sound all too late. “Okay, maybe I might catch up with her. But it’s a holiday.”

@edgrbones

Edgar laughed. Drunk Amy was infinitely more fun than sober Amy. “Amy’s giving Nan a run for her gold. I do hope you’ll both start singing.”

#gc #tessa #amelia #amelia03 #tessa02

musicalilyevans:

Lily’s laugh when it came was foreign to even her own ears; bitter and resentful, not at all like the usual musical and happy-hearted sound that normally came out of her mouth. “I don’t think they care about the Prophet.” Her words were equally as bitter, but only momentarily until they became sad again. “How is anyone meant to”- her hand slipped to her stomach again- “to live, to build a life or a future?”

“Either you let them stop you, or you keep living despite everything. They want you to stop, but don’t let them, Lily. You’re brave enough to live. Spite them by continuing to live.” While he spoke he steered them towards an emergency exit. He opened the door and was greeted by a dimly lit set of stairs. It was creepy as hell, but under the circumstances, it seemed safer than the open stadium. “Any other philosophical questions? I’ve plenty of answers.”

#gc #lily #lily01

franklylongbottomed:

“You mispronounced sacred perfect fucking, Edgar, shame on you.”

“Sod off.” Edgar rolled his eyes, but grinned. “I doubt that it’s perfect.”

#gc #frank #frank01

ofnxrcissa:

About to be a mother herself, Narcissa couldn’t help but envisioned herself in his position. It’s only a matter of time until her son arrived and it came to her about how inexperienced she is when it comes to raise a child. “Well, I can see that. But, as parents, we can’t seem to complain about it.” She nodded, giving a gentle caress to her small bump as she watched his children playing around. “My husband and I, we were expecting a son in the near future.”

Edgar wasn’t sure if that was true. He complained about it quite a bit. But everyone knew he loved his kids more than anything. Raising them, however, was exhausting. He grinned, he had been right. “Congratulations! My brother’s expecting a girl soon.” And hopefully he’d be having another kid too.

#gc #narcissa #narcissa01 #edgar's like 'wow having three kids is exhausting'#'i want more'

maestromontgomery:

“Allie Montgomery. I will try to make myself available.”

She turned to go, then turned back quickly. “Sorry, what’s your name?”

“Edgar Bones. The kids are Benjamin, Addison, and Piper.” He pointed each of them out as he spoke.

#gc #allie #allie01

trapezingtonks:

“Sounds like you’re trying to kill me.”

“Nah, if I were trying to kill you, you’d have probably figured it out before now.”

#gc #ted #ted01

caradocdickborn:

“Guess I’ll have to leave then, won’t I?”

“Bye!”

#gc #caradoc #caradoc01

rabioheab-deactivated20200416

i’m babysitting this 4 year old kid today and as his dad was leaving he said “be good today” and the kid responded by saying “dad i will punch you in the leg”

#{musings tag tbd}#this is edgar and his kids

maestromontgomery:

Allie almost refused, but getting paid to ignore these children (as she had to imagine their parents did) sounded like too good of an opportunity to miss. She was good at thrifting, but there were some things she needed to buy first hand, and money had been tight recently. “Sure,” she shrugged, “I guess I could help you out.”

“Brilliant!” Edgar said with a grin. “What’s your name? I’ll send you an owl when I need someone to watch them.”

#gc #allie #allie01

trapezingtonks:

“Why do I have the feeling that we’ll be ninety years old, and you’ll still be asking me to perform some tricks for you?”

“Because watching a ninety-year-old man do a flip sounds hilarious.”

#gc #ted #ted01 #edgar won't live that long either #rip

franklylongbottomed:

“I admit to nothing that would besmirch my flawless reputation.”

“Oh, no, we can’t besmirch your scared fucking reputation!”

#gc #frank #frank01

musicalilyevans:

Lily didn’t say much, nor did she notice the particularly long pause in which Edgar studied her. The chaos was too much, both around her and in her head, to notice much of anything. It was only when she felt him take her hand and begin to lead her away from the press box that she formed any kind of reaction, heels digging in, her mind focusing on her colleagues. “Wait- do- d’you think they’re alright?” she asked quietly, head jerking in the direction of the press box. Whether the new hormones swirling around her body or not, she suddenly felt she had to gulp heavily, teeth digging into her lower lip, to stop herself from crying. “Why does this keep happening?”

They were certainly already dead. Death Eaters wouldn’t waste time stunning and capturing a few reporters. They’d kill them on the spot. Edgar wasn’t about to tell Lily that, though, not when she looked on the verge of tears. “I have no idea, but, c’mon.” Edgar gently pulled her towards where many people seemed to be heading. Down and out of the stadium made sense for an apparition point. “I- I don’t know. Some people will do anything to make the cover of The Daily Prophet.” Edgar tried to lighten things up slightly. He cast a quick shield charm as a yellow spell zoomed towards them.