Edgar Bones

Seventh year pureblood Hufflepuff. Older brother to Amelia Bones. Shameless flirt, lover of almost everything, and likes to eat pie. A lot.

[edgxrbones]

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                            “Okay, so what you’re saying is….?”

[edgxrbones]

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                                               “Leave me alone.”

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[golden-amos]

Edgar was one of Amos’ closest friends and he could tell the other boy just cared about him, but his worrying was suffocating Amos. The look he was giving him was one he wasn’t given often. Typically it was Amos with his life together, but now it just seemed to be falling apart and he didn’t know what to do all he knew was that he didn’t want help…he didn’t need it. “Good…because for once in my life I don’t want to have to explain anything.”

[edgxrbones]

Did people realize how difficult it was to be understanding when they were snippy? He got it, really. He had no idea why Amos was in such a horrible mood, but he hadn’t seem him like this in.... well, he can’t remember him ever being this bad. “It was a simply question, Amos. Didn’t expect you to explain everything.” Though where was this person when Edgar made the mistake of asking him academic-related questions? Timing, people.

[golden-amos]

He didn’t want to talk about her. He didn’t want to think about her. If he did he felt he would never stop and that he would never be able to function again. He was already ignoring his responsibilities and the constant stream of worried owls from his father as it was. “I actually do mind. Can’t a guy just drink and not need an explanation for it.”

[edgxrbones]

Well, not really, he wanted to protest. It was a slippery slope, you think it’ll just get you through one night but then you wake up and you feel the same way. It happens day after day. He grew up around it, he experienced it - and he didn’t want it for Amos. Yet he found himself remaining quiet, knowing the last thing anyone needed was an argument. “No....I suppose you don’t need one. Not with the way things have been around here lately.”

[golden-amos]

“Right…forgot who I was talking to,” Amos glanced at Edgar’s silver flask before watching him take a sip. Amos himself had never had a flask as he hadn’t seen the need, of course now he was starting to see its usefulness. “I’m drinking,” he replied quietly, raising his glass up a bit as though to show his Hufflepuff friend. 

[edgxrbones]

“I’ll let it slide. Blame it on the alcohol.” He could tell the look of someone drowning their sorrows in alcohol miles away, it was a situation he was well-versed in. Which was why he knew that you needed someone around before it got too far. “I can see that. Mind telling me why?”

[golden-amos]

“I don’t have nearly enough whiskey for the both of us, so unless you brought your own you’ll have to just watch me drink…or you could just leave.”

[edgxrbones]

Eyebrows shooting up, Edgar reached into his coat jacket, pulling out the ever-present flask.                                   “Come on mate, surely you know me well enough to know I                       always have my own stash.” Seating himself beside Amos, he glanced forward, never having been good at making eye contact. “So what’s with you?”

[edgxrbones]

“ exactly, why are you awake? ”

“NEWT’s,” he grumbled simply, running a hand through his hair for the millionth hair. “Stupid, bloody, horrible, the worst thing-” He wasn’t one for studying.

[edgxrbones]

“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”

Drawing in a deep breath, Edgar shoved his hands into his pockets, glancing over at her awkwardly.            “I do, Emmeline - which is why I’m hoping you’ll listen to me.”

[edgxrbones]

“ think about what you’re doing. ”

“Lily, you know me far too well to think I’ll actually, properly think anything through.”

[vanceemmes]

    Emmeline swallowed hard, forcing down what she could tell would have been a horrid laugh. An outburst that would have laid a stark comparison to her default composure as of late.

                          ❝Do I? Because before my parents – before                             Christmas, you’d barely said one word to me                             that wasn’t forced. And since then?❞

    She wasn’t being fair. She was being irrational and letting her emotions get the better of her. But she didn’t care.

    She’d pushed away most of the people who cared about her in the last week. Or rather, the people she had come to care so much for. But it was easier that way. Push away those close to you, and there’s no disappointment. There is no grieving when they’re gone. There is no getting hurt. It’s just easier.

                                               And it was safer.

                                                                         ❝Right. We both know where my stubbornness                                                                            comes from, don’t we? But you forget, you’re                                                                            just as headstrong as Amelia and I are, if not                                                                            more so.❞

[edgxrbones]

Drawing in a deep breath, Edgar fought off the urge to argue back. His natural instinct, really. But he knew that she had to do this, had to be angry. And if she was going to be angry at anyone, it was better that it was him. After all, he had deserved it.                  & she was right, because he hadn’t been speaking to her properly for a long time.                   Hadn’t been the friend that she needed, deserved. And he couldn’t explain why.

                                              “Since then, you haven’t been easy to find, Em.                                                 Or easy to speak to, for that matter. Which I                                                  understand. And you have every right to be                                                 upset with me - but I’m trying.                                                                                            I miss them too.”

He knew what it was like to lose a parent, and losing hers had hurt as well. Not comparable to what she was feeling, not even close - but he understood as much as he could. He had Amelia, and now Emmeline had them. 

                “Fair enough,” he admitted with a smile, finally pulling his                  one arm out from behind his back. “Look, I know this is late-                  I had this whole thing prepared for your birthday, but it didn’t                  seem....appropriate. Anyways, here.”

& he held out the wrapped box towards her, hoping she’d willingly accept it - or like it, for that matter. It wasn’t anything extravagant or huge, just a photo album. Emmeline with him, Amelia, both. Her parents, their parents, random students - basically anything he could find.

[edgxrbones]

"Kiss me you idiot."

“I’d rather kiss Hagrid, if we’re being honest.”

[sandcvstles]

five-word sentences.

“ please just let me forget. ”

“ c'mon try to guess what. ”

“ just leave me alone already. ”

“ no, i’m not going to. ”

“ you can’t change my mind. ”

“ my mind is made up. ”

“ i’m not gonna let you. ”

“ don’t do that to me. ”

“ think about what you’re doing. ”

“ why aren’t you listening now? ”

“ i want to sleep forever. ”

“ you need to leave now. ”

“ i’ll always have your back. ”

“ now there’s no going back. ”

“ the view really is spectacular. ”

“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”

“ why can’t you trust me? ”

“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”

“ i don’t love you anymore. ”

“ i am a great person. ”

“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”

“ exactly, why are you awake? ”

“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”

“ how is that not hilarious? ”

“ please just calm down now. ” 

“ i was already calm, asshole. ”

“ i can see your underwear. ”

“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”

“ please stop losing your temper. ”

“ you can cry if needed. ”

“ you have to run away. ”

“ i just wanna be yours. ”

“ ashes, we all fall down. ”

“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”

[edgxrbones]

"Have you ever even done this before?"

“Excuse me Amos, but I am Edgar Bones- I am talented in everything that I do. So wipe that look of doubt off your face and watch me work my magic…. Literally.”

[chameleonchimera-blog]

“I suppose I have to let you go- for the Greater Good.”

[edgxrbones]

“It’s only for the best - but I’d hate to see you alone at midnight. Any runner-ups?”

[chameleonchimera-blog]

“I still have hope- one day you’ll realize we’re perfect for each other.”

[edgxrbones]

“Perhaps, but alas, I am too great a gift to deny the masses.”

[edgxrbones]

vanceemmes:

    She knew the sentiment was meant to help, to be of some comfort, but all Emmeline felt at the moment was herself tensing.

                                                   ❝Are you? Because it sure hasn’t–.❞ 

    She stopped herself. For the first time in her relationship with Edgar, if one could call it that, she didn’t feel like arguing. She just didn’t have the energy to even try. She barely had the energy to drag herself out of bed to eat each morning, but there were some things that had to be done.

                ❝I didn’t think anyone could be more stubborn than I am.❞                                                                   Anyone except for you, Edgar.                             ❝Isn’t that what you used to say?❞

He knew she had a right to be upset - considering what she was going through, he couldn’t imagine. Because she had seen it, and he didn’t even know where to begin when it came to such a situation. How do you comfort someone in times like those? Feelings and serious discussions was never really their thing, after all. 

                    Because his tongue always got dry, his throat closed up, and the words got s t u c k.

“Yes, Em, come on. It’s me. I’m not great at showing it, but you know - you know that I’m always here for you. Both of us are.” 

As were other people, he knew, but it was important to him that she knew no matter what, there was no getting rid of the Bones. Even if she tried - which wouldn’t surprise him. No one pushed people away quite like her. 

                          “They rival each other, I’d say. Your stubbornness certainly holds a candle                             against hers. It’s a tough call.”