Elsie Crouch

you should see me in a crown  | 5th Year Gryffindor

[avoidantgh0st]

[secretarylestrange]

Oddly, she felt the safest place for her to be was anywhere that anyone else wasn’t, not one for the eruption that was going on around every corner. A quick sweep of the area told her that the clock tower was empty and Marlene was grateful for the cool air and silence that was welcoming her with open arms.

Sliding down the wall, her fingers were pulling out the cigarettes pulled from her inner robe pocket and setting them on her crossed knee while she dug around for the matches. The matches that she was next to certain that she’d… left sitting in the bottom of her trunk. “Fucking shite.” The blonde murmured, her wand left sitting on her bedside table assuming that trouble wouldn’t be hunting her down.

The sound of the door opening had her head turning in the slightest, catching the outline of the person out of her peripheral vision. “Are you busting me or joining?” The strands of hair falling in her face tucked back behind her ear so that she could look at them properly, her other hand moving to slide the cigarettes back into her pocket with a smooth motion as if they hadn’t been in plain sight.

Would it have been totally out of the question to ask if they had a light? Marlene’s eyes narrowed for a moment as she elected to instead wait and see what came out of their mouth. 

[elsiecrouch]

Elsie had been hoping some fresh air and the view from high up would clear her head, but she hadn’t expected anyone else to to have the same idea. The voice that drifted over was familiar, but what the girl held in her hand wasn’t. 

“Marlene? Are you...smoking?”

She hadn’t managed to catch more than a quick glimpse of the packet in the older girl’s hands, so she wasn’t entirely sure she was on the right track. Maybe it was just some new candy with a similar packaging to the cigarettes she had seen some of the older boys carrying around. 

Letting the door fall shut behind her, Elsie walked over and sprawled on the ground next to Marlene, soaking in the view of the Hogwarts grounds. “What made you want to come up here anyway?”

[elsiecrouch]

ophelia-pomfrey

While that was true, Ophelia couldn’t help but feel like Elsie, if put into the right situation, might just do the deed herself. “You said they should be murdered,” she muttered, fighting back even though it was pointless to do so. She couldn’t help but instigate; it was almost an impulse at this point. “We have to be outraged. And we have to share that outrage. Write letters. Protest. Riot. Scream. If we act like this is just another sad thing that happened in the world, that’s what it’ll become.”

“Well it seems fair. Treat others as you want to be treated, right?” Elsie had never really considered herself as morally questionable, and the realisation that she might be surprisingly didn’t bother her. Much. “We are outraged. And we will make noise. But what if the adults don’t care?” She could already hear the hushed, murmured platitudes muttered by her mother’s friends when they were discussing a tragic piece of news. “They don’t want to - to change,” she added, struggling to articulate her insights into the rigidness of pureblood society. 

[elsiecrouch]

ophelia-pomfrey:  

It was almost alarming, watching as Elsie turned from devoid of emotion to angry, from passive to passionate. Ophelia knew that she, too, often felt that way, that she let things sit and be processed for a moment longer than intended, only to snap out of it with fury. “We don’t have to just carry on. We don’t have to act like this is the new normal. Because it’s not – not unless we make it the new normal.” Her own frustration was clear, both on her face and in her tone. “I – no. That’s not right. We can’t just wish the death penalty on people because they’ve done something that horrendous. We can hold them accountable, but… murder them? Then what does that make us?”

“I didn’t say we had to kill them,” Elsie said, shrugging it off. “We don’t need to stoop to their level. But considering it’s what they dished out so. . . casually, I really wouldn’t mind if the people responsible for this turned up dead.” She realised her hands were clenched in tight fists and forced herself to relax. “There’s no way I want this to be the new normal but - how do we stop it from being?”

[elsiecrouch]

ophelia-pomfrey

Ophelia felt her entire body tensing up. She was furious – irate. She kept thinking about the people who’d been killed over a month ago. They were all ages, people from all walks of life. They were young, they were old… but above all, they were innocent, normal, every day people. “If we keep asking ourselves why, we’ll only be disappointed. The real question is… what do we do now? How do we move forward?”

“How do we?” Elsie echoed absently, still staring at paper. “We have to just carry on with our lives, and that’s the worst part isn’t it? That we can just go on and it’ll hurt less, but they can’t go on anymore.” Her initial shock was wearing off to give way to anger and she looked up, her eyes blazing. “This isn’t fair. The monsters who did this are the ones that deserve to be murdered. We can’t let them get away with this!”

[aimee-allaire]

“She was thirteen. Thirteen! Doesn’t anyone else think that it’s absolute insanity that a girl so young was killed like that? And that the Ministry couldn’t tell us their names for at least a month?”

[elsiecrouch]

“Thirteen is so. . . young.” Elsie stared at the newspaper blankly, her hands trembling as she tried to wrap her head around the facts. “Why would they - why would they even kill her?Just - why?”

[elsiecrouch]

hey isn’t that ELSIE CROUCH over there? yeah that is HER standing there with the other GRYFFINDORS. i’m pretty sure they’re in FIFTH year and i think i heard sybill saying they look like WILLA HOLLAND… whoever that is! when she looks into her crystal ball she sees that they’re the FIRECRACKER.  anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty UPBEAT and ENERGETIC but kinda HEADSTRONG and RECKLESS too. apparently they’re a PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. 

hey y’all cherry here - really excited to throw this crazy kid into drama and make her suffer make her realise how dark the world really is!

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[badbitchesglobal]

[alexandersmmrs-deactivated20250]

[elsiecrouch]

crovchss

ALICE 

                   ❝ sylvia is as sylvia does ❞ she sighed with a slow shake of her head. she was just glad her mother hadn’t another dear old friend tucked away somewhere just for elsie. ❝ you’re looking at the future mrs franklin longbottom, did you know that elsie? ❞ trying to stay bright. elsie didn’t need to know how much worry she’d felt when she first heard the news. how much she’d hated it, ( and how much she didn’t now )

ELSIE

the scowl that crossed her face was completely involuntary, and her disbelief glimmered in her eyes. “so you’re just -” she cut herself off, biting the inside of her cheek to calm herself down. this was alice, and she didn’t deserve elsie’s anger. “you’re okay with it?” she asked, trying to sound purely concerned and not worried and angry. “i think i prefer ms alice jaquetta thomasin crouch,” she said with a forced smile.

[elsiecrouch]

dromedaxblck

“this hypothetical first year is about to be the richest eleven year old in the whole wizarding world. lucky them.” andromeda plopped her head onto the table, her cheek pressing into the wood (her mother would certainly chastise her if she were here right now) as she looked up at elsie, “and what are you working on?”

“they get rich, we get good grades, everybody wins!” elsie cheered weakly, raising her fist in mock triumph. she rested her chin on the other hand as she looked down at andromeda’s hair pooling on the table. it looked so soft. “vanishing charms - the theory makes no fucking sense. and i suck at casting them too.”

[dromedaxblck]

“i may genuinely drown in the amount of school work i have. am i being dramatic? tell me if i’m being dramatic, but it’s not my fault the professors at this school are making me fear for my life right now.” andromeda laughed, “you know any smart first years i can bribe into writing my potions paper?”   

[elsiecrouch]

“no, i definitely agree,” elsie groaned, staring at her pile of textbooks in distaste. “i got some fearing for my life of my own going on here. let me know if you find that first year, i could give them some employment.”

[guidinglux]

The spotlight had never been her place. Lux preferred the background for many, many reasons. However, a failed spell had made it much harder to blend in at the moment. “Um, I was… experimenting,” she lied with an awkward smile to cover up the fact she had made a mistake.

[elsiecrouch]

“It looks great on you! I’m almost tempted to try it out myself to match,” Elsie grinned excitedly, glad that her shy friend was coming into her own a bit more. “What brought this on?”

[elsiecrouch]

bvmblebcnes

BEATRICE

                   ❝ you want war? i’ll give you war! ❞ bee quipped charging head first and leaving her laughter behind her as she threw caution to the wind. ❝ cheating doesn’t suit you elsie! ❞

ELSIE

❝ i’m still winning, though-❞ elsie’s laughter echoed with bee’s as they raced. sliding gracefully through a particularly sharp turn, elsie turned her head, trying to get a glimpse of the other girl. ❝ careful now bee you don’t want to hurt yourself- ❞

[elsiecrouch]

crovchss

ALICE

                   ❝ unfortunately i don’t think that’ll pass muster with mcgonagall ❞ she smiled before vanishing the offending pot with a quick incantation and a graceful sweep of her wand ❝ the day i stop worrying about you is the day i die ❞ alice’s seriousness shocking even herself then, with the war ( and her recent letter from home ) there was a lot to worry about ❝ you don’t ever

ELSIE

❝ aww but you’re such a good influence!❞ elsie had overheard more than one professor bemoaning that the younger crouch girl was nothing like the older. she was surprised at her sister’s seriousness - they were teenagers, they didn’t really need to think about dying just yet - she reached over for a hug instead. ❝ you worry too much ally,❞ she said with a fond smile. ❝ i’m not as smart or nice but there’s no real need to worry.❞

[elsiecrouch]

“elsie, you’re being naive and fuck, it’s suffocating–” the words spilling from his lips, it was apure reaction to her spiel, it made him sick – to be where he was now, the lack of choice and free will and the fact that she was making it look like it was all so very simple wasn’t helping.

“you don’t know my parents – they’re not going to come around. it’s what they grew up with and how would they know any better? i’m not going to be your martyr – i’m not going to be the one that tries to get out of this. if you’re so bloody passionate about this – talk to alice, you’rehere because you know that none of this shit is going to work on her, so you thought hey, lets try him out – he will probably break. i won’t – i hope that the sacrifice that she’s making spares you from this kind of arrangement, because merlin knows that you won’t fucking make it at this rate –”

elsie couldn’t help but roll her eyes - “one would think that there are a thousand things other than me in this situation that would warrant being called suffocating-” she scowled and put her hand on her hip, all righteous rage and irritation. 

“maybe they don’t know any better but you do-” or so elsie hoped “so that’s it? you’re giving up? reducing yourself to the pawn they’re treating you as?” she clenched her teeth as she drew a breath, glaring at frank all the while. “i definitely won’t accept this shit no matter what - i refuse - they can’t make me-” she didn’t even want to consider it.

[henrvkas]

ALICE

                    ❝ heard anything from home yet else? ❞ she had sylvia’s letter tucked away in her hands but she really didn’t want to show it to her sister if she could help it, word of her betrothal hadn’t spread far but there was a chance elsie had already heard  ( or it had been let slip in a letter ) 

@elsiecrouch

[elsiecrouch]

“by anything would you happen to mean our dear mother’s decision to sell you out of the family?” elsie asked, scorn dripping from the word ‘mother’. her frustration and anger were still bubbling under the surface, and she was doing her best not to flip out. frank has been right about that at least - alice didn’t need that.