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Send me three names + a number...
fuck, marry, kill
marry, cuddle, sleep with
fuck, take a bullet for, murder
adopt, be adopted by, marry
kill, betray, have on your zombie apocalypse team
seduce, steal from, serenade
Thalia and Ed kissing after quidditch practice one day ~ Fall ‘77, taken by Oscar.
@thaliaxrawley @edgyybones @oscarbones
ameliaxb:
Amelia looked up when he mentioned Stefan’s name. How did he know? Everything had suddenly gotten confusing and she opened her mouth to bombard him with questions but was stopped by his explanation. “I didn’t know…” she shook her head with disgust. The more she found out about him the more it ignited her hatred towards him. “He needs to be stopped, I don’t care about his family. Parkinson was a coward and left but we could still do something. I’ve been following their group of friends and they are all purist pricks. I just-” She sighed exasperatedly, understanding he had a point about the witnesses, but they couldn’t let that stop them, not when they were finally so close. “If Emilia agrees, then perhaps that’s the best option we’ve got. I don’t think Dumbledore could do much if it’s our word against theirs, but you are right, it should be different with mum and dad… as for Oscar, he doesn’t need to know.”
He nodded grimly when his sister confirmed his suspicions. “Well, you know now.” he said with a sigh. Amelia was fuming at the new information she was given but Edgar had already done, he had gotten angry and yelled, punched walls and had gotten his knuckles broken. Now all he wanted was to do something. And in that regard, he was glad to have Amelia agree to what he had suggested. He probably would do it himself anyway but it was good to have his sister agree that it was the right thing to do. it wasn’t often that she agreed with him. “I am with you on that.” he said dryly in response to her suggested they don’t tell their brother. “I love him but this isn’t something I would want to discuss with him. I can already hear his response. The word NO in varying tones.”
ameliaxb:
Amelia had been pacing back and forth in the kitchen with a cupcake in her hands. One she had been holding onto way too long. She was nervous too and unlike Edgar was failing at not showing it. “It would be…” she nodded, “but you know that if anything strange happens, you’ll apparate out of there, right? Emilia should know that too.”
It was easy to see how nervous she was and maybe it was a bit selfish of him to think so, but a part of him was glad it wasn’t she who he was taking along. “Of course, I grab Emilia and apparate if anything happens.” he reassured her. “But nothing is going to happen, it’s going go just like we planned and I’ll be back by morning.”
davsgudgeon:
“So helpful, Bones. What a good captain you make.” Davey joked. “Honestly, I don’t put a lot of faith in this plan.”
“Come on, Gudgeon. Are you telling me you don’t wish to fly to our common room immediately? If you don’t agree, I am going to have to leave you here to rot, mate.”
jaxonxnaphuff:
“Oh, fuck off. I’ll sit where I please.”
“Fine, I don’t really care.” he grinned. “Just reminding you that your team lost. Do you know how it feels to win against both your siblings? Amazing.”
blaiseollivander:
“So you’re only letting the eight members of the quidditch team sit on this huge table? Don’t be ridiculous, Bones”
“I mistook you for that one annoying hufflepuff boy. You can sit, we are all winners, Ollivander.”
florenceroper:
Florence had taken time to separate them. It was still hazy. It would take more time. That didn’t mean she didn’t have a general idea. Everything she liked about him was Oscar. Everything that upset her was Edgar. Sure, there was some overlap, but keeping it simple was enough for her at the moment. “It was more than a joke. You don’t fuck with someone’s head for that long. It stopped being a joke awhile ago. If you’re so surprised by my reaction then maybe you should talk to your brother. He clearly hasn’t been sharing everything with you.”
What a fucking drama queen. The girl was starting to seriously get on his nerves. He had never really liked her much, she had always just been annoying for the most part. And apart from her having stupidly fallen for his prank, he didn’t find her very interesting at all. “Stop with your fucking overreaction.” he snapped at her. “Oh please. We have better things to talk about that what went on with you whenever we meet you.” he added harshly, oblivious to what she meant. “Honestly, just fuck off, Roper or I am going to - “ He raised his wand threateningly before his brother’s voice interrupted him.
@oscarbones
“I have twenty minutes before I have to meet Emilia and get out of the school grounds.” he said quietly as he sat in the kitchens with his sister. He was slightly nervous but he hoped it didn’t show. “Everything would be so much easier if we can just apparate from inside the castle.”
@ameliaxb
florenceroper:
“You know what, and you know you deserved that. Actually, that isn’t half of what you deserve. Someone should shove you off the astronomy tower for doing something so despicable.” Florence drew her own wand. She had no intention of hexing him, but wouldn’t shy away from defending herself. The least she could do was use her speed to her advantage to put up a protection charm.
For a second he was confused by her words, she couldn’t seriously be angry over a fucking joke, could she? Honestly, he had imagined when she found out, she’d find it as funny. Maybe not as funny, but atleast somewhat. She had a sense of humour, or so he thought. Obviously he had been wrong. “Are you fucking serious right now?” he said exasperatedly, eyeing her wand warily. “You’re pissed over a fucking joke? Get over it for Merlin’s sake. You were as stupid as they came, so obviously Oz and I had a laugh about it. Or you know, several laughs.”
“You can’t sit with us, only winners allowed.”
powerpuff-leon:
Leon truly hoped the other was just bluffing. On the other hand, he knew nobody joked about booking the pitch a lot. At this point, Leo was just trying not to let Edgar get into his head too much. “God, I hate you so much,” he mumbled under his nose in Dutch, so that the other could neither hear him nor understand what he was saying. “Well, anyway. Congratulations on the win, you played well,” he spoke with the fakest smile he could come up with at his current state of mind.
Edgar wasn’t bluffing, although he was sure Madam Hooch would have him change schedules once she figured what he had done. But for now, it was enough to annoy the opposing team captain. “Don’t grumble, Bloem. There is no reason to grumble, only reason to celebrate.” he smirked. “We did, didn’t we? You guys were okay.” he scoffed, easily guessing that the boy was only putting on a show. “We have booze at our common room, are you sure you don’t want to come? Drown your sorrows in alcohol?”
ameliaxb:
What Amelia had managed to find out was eating at her. She was finally so close to getting some sort of justice for Tristan but she couldn’t act alone, that’s why she called Edgar, feeling like he was the only one who could help her figure out what to do next. She waited patiently in the tower, looking over the castle until he finally showed up. “I know who killed Tristan.” She spoke calmly, in almost whisper. “Elijah Parkinson told me. and I, I don’t know how to just tell this to the Ministry officials. I need your help.”
“Let me guess. Stefan Nott?” he said, his tone seething venom. “I am almost certain about it - and with everything else I have been hearing about him.. we have to be careful how we do it. Did you know he tortured Emilia at Halloween with some friend of his? That’s why she was in hospital for so long.” he said, lowering his voice. “If he or his family get wind of what we have on him, they’re going to make sure they somehow discredit the information we have. I believe Elijah is telling the truth but his word won’t be enough. We don’t have actual proof or witness to Tristan’s murder. ” His frown become more prominent with every word. “But we do have proof for what he did to Emilia on Halloween. Maybe if we can make Emilia talk, the information she offers can make the officials dig deeper.” A pause as he pondered who they could possibly trust but could come up with no names, he was especially wary after his Uncle had been murdered. They hadn’t been close but he was family. “I think it’s best to leave school, and go to mom and dad directly. They’ll know how to proceed.” He made a face at his sister. “Oscar won’t like this idea.”
shipyoutomarsmckinnon:
Marlene nodded, pressing her face into the shoulder of his robes. “Probably, I’ve got boobs.” She laughed, but it wasn’t one of the roars of laughter filled with humor, it was soft and soaked in relief. The blonde squeezed him back, like she needed an extra few seconds to make up for lost time. “Good, because I’d have kicked your ass if you said no.”
Edgar couldn’t help by roll his eyes a little at her words, a grin on his lips. “Of course, what could I possibly miss about you except your boobs.” he said in a teasing tone, her unusually soft laughter making him wonder if she was still upset with him. She didn’t seem to want to let him go yet and so he simply held on to her, he had missed her incredibly and he wasn’t going to complain that their hug lasted longer than usual. “Why on earth would I say no? Contrary to what you might think, I actually love you and now that your desire to cut me seems to have diminished, I have no reason to run away in top speed.”
Florence was going back and forth between fuming mad and uncontrollable sobbing. How could she have been so stupid? It was so clear looking back on it. It explained the hot and cold attitudes. It explained why sometimes she felt nothing around him and other times she felt electricity. How could they have been so cruel to drag her along for all that time? It was anger before charms club that consumed her and she couldn’t hold it back when she saw Edgar. There was no second thought as she curled her fingers into a fist and swung for his jaw. “You absolute fuck! What the hell is your damage?”
@edgyybones
Edgar smirked when he saw Florence, she looked absolutely furious and he found that to be hilarious. Oscar had let him know that their little joke was over and Ed was ready to taunt the girl for eternity about how she had mistaken both of them as the same person. “What’s up, Roper?” he scoffed only to have her punch him in the face and he stumbled back, his eyes wide with fury. “What the actual fuck?” he growled as stepped forward again with his wand out.
Marlene nodded, “I miss you more than a soldier misses home,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. “I’m tired of being angry with you. Can we just…?” She trailed off, hoping he could figure out what she was saying without her words.
@edgyybones
Edgar laughed lightly at her words, returning the embrace without hesitation. “I am pretty certain I missed you more.” he said, only half teasing about it. “It’s a miracle that you managed so long, and yeah” he murmured, his arms holding her a little tighter as he spoke. “Yeah, we can.”
“Look, I know you want to talk about how fabulous I looked in that dress, but can you find me some crutches so I can get out of here? There’s no way I’m getting stuck in this bed and miss my victory party.”
“I don’t have time to find your crutches, just fucking fly or something. I’ll levitate you.” he said, pointing his wand at the other.
