smile or go to jail

NameEvan Rosier Age 23 Job Obliviator Blood Status Pureblood Allegiance Slytherin Death Eaters

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herfairfury:

She heard a knock at her door and opened it to find Evan, who looked different than usual. To her relief he wasn’t trying to chat her up. She looked him up and down, trying to pinpoint what was wrong. “What happened to you? Sure, come in, but shut the door behind you.” She’d been having a fairly quiet night, so didn’t mind having him here. It was a change, most of the time she hated having company.

Upon being invited, Evan made his way in, closing the door behind him. Which only made him wince, a hand instinctively reaching to his sides to feel it. Was it bleeding? Perhaps not. But it certainly was painful. He waited until the door was closed to even say something. “I got targeted. Those pesky warriors, or whatever they call themselves.” He hissed, not long later letting himself drop on the couch, only causing another wince to escape his lips.

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sirivsblaqk:

“ Then what are you here for? To remind me of what an imbecile you are? Because I can assure you I don’t need to see you, that’s something I’ll ALWAYS know..” Sirius spat out, taking a long drag of their cigarette. The last thing Sirius needed was a conversation with Andromeda’s other cousin, who was more like Bellatrix and Narcissa than anything. “ Perhaps not, but I enjoy it, so I see no harm in using it? What’s it to you? Going to kill me for it?” Sirius hissed at the other, a challenging expression crossing over his features as they took another drag from their cigarette. 

“Ah, Sirius, lovely as always. You know, you should learn a little from Andy. She doesn’t seem to see me as a monster, unlike you.” His words were calm, eyes focused on the other. Talking to Sirius had always caused some tension, he was aware. But sometimes, he just couldn’t stay away from it. “You know I’d kill you for many other reasons than that. I guess I can just add this one to the list.” Not that he kept a list, or planned on killing him. He knew it’d affect Andromeda, and he didn’t want to be the cause of it.

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liiilypotter:

at the familiar grim sound of evan’s voice, lily’s entire figure stiffens for a moment. given how public the ministry’s ball was supposed to be, she was almost certain evan’s lot wouldn’t be trying anything to attract attention to themselves during the event. all the caution in the world wasn’t enough for lily, however, making it inevitable for her to let her hand move over to where she had stored her wand as soon as she noticed the man approaching her. “too bad the same can’t be said for you, evan,” lily quipped back, keeping her gaze on the crowd around them. “to what do i owe the pleasure?” she asked, a sugary, yet fake smile lingering on her lips.

Truth was, none of his words was true, or even sincere. He’d rather not end up in the company of someone like her, but there were times he couldn’t avoid it. And then others, he’d just want to play around with their mutual dislike. It was one of the later, a sickening smile on his as he prepared to reply. “Oh, I’m hurt. I thought you enjoyed my company.” Of course, she didn’t, anyone could see it. But for the sake of not causing a scene at the ministry, he’d play the innocent card this time. “Can’t I just want to know how you’re doing, what’s new in your life?” A blatant lie. He cared little about her life, apart from the time she’d finally be gone.

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shortylike-astrid:

“ That’s why you have the evidence just there,” Astrid leaned forward, pointing out a small dab of frosting on his chin. “ If you’re going to try and play the INNOCENT card, you might want to work at ridding yourself of all the evidence, I was saving that cupcake, you know. Now you’re just going to have to help me make a new batch.” 

His eyebrows raised as she started to speak, almost instantly raising his hand to wipe off the frosting. He’d usually be good at hiding pieces of evidence, but he was almost certain she didn't want to hear about that kind of evidence. “Oh no, please. You know I’m horrible at baking. Are you certain you want to eat those cupcakes?”

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It was supposed to be a simple job. What a lie. He’d barely walked out of town that he stepped into an ambush. Not Aurors, no. Aurors wouldn’t have any proofs to go after him. What it was, was a lot more personal than that. Luckily, they were not as trained as Aurors would, and he’d been able to push them back as much as he could. But no one would be skilled enough to get out of it unarmed. And by the time Evan made it back to the town, he’d been hit a few times by his assailants. But now that he was in town, he knew he’d be safe. They couldn’t risk getting caught now, and backed down instead, allowing him to stumble through the streets. His hand was still tightly wrapped around his wand as he wandered closer to a familiar door. Perhaps out of luck, or his instincts just drew him closer as he knew she’d be able to help, Evan knocked on the door. “Please, I need your help.” Rare words to come out from his mouth, but he truly needed it, and would rather avoid asking anyone else. At least, she knew what he was.

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andromedathehealer:

“Why did I do what?” Andy asked. She wasn’t sure what her cousin was speaking about. She figured he meant marrying Ted, but she didn’t just want to assume without him saying what he meant. He seemed a little crazy with the look on his face and normally that would be terrifying but under the Imperio curse, it didn’t frighten her. “I need you to be more specific Evan.” She said. 

His grip tightened on his wand, a little more and it would probably be enough to put a crack in the wood. “Him!” He nearly screamed, keeping his wand well pointed in her direction. “Why did you marry him? Why did you...” He started, the words getting caught in his throat. “Why did you ruin your lineage?” His voice was a lot quieter, calmer, sounding more like the usual Evan. He was wavering, that was obvious, but he could never do any harm to his cousin.

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theopholos:

Theo had lost Astrid. They’d be chatting one minute, he’d turned to grab his drink and POOF, she was gone. Typical. As someone approached him, Theo turned towards the other, cheeks colouring. “I- what? Oh, right, Hi, Evan. Um. Yeah.”

A chuckle left his lips at Theo’s reaction, and it only made him want to play with that. “Wow, what’s making you so flustered? I know I’m handsome, but certainly not that much? Although it would be an honour if I did have this impact on you.”

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emvcnitys:

Though, she herself had nothing personally against muggles, living close by to them, made it easier to avoid running into magic folk. That, and it allowed her to raise her daughter in a somewhat healthy environment, without closing her off too much to the world, while still restricting her to an extent. Was it fair? Perhaps not, but when a war was in the air, safety and protection came first. Emma enjoyed the occasional drink, more so a glass of wine with dinner than hard liquor as it was something she didn’t feel a need to keep in secrecy but on the rare night, she did enjoy helping herself to liquor and allowing her mind to be numbed to all around her. This night started off no different, the occasional creep approaching her, her shooing them away with little problem and conversation with a bartender she’d run into a few too many times. But then, the sight of Evan, everything changed but she hoped it wouldn’t spoil her night. “Nor am I, but I know what I like and I have a feeling…the two of us just might be on the same page.” Her smirk grew as he agreed, taking little time in ordering them a round, something deliciously strong. The question, though unsurprising unsettled her some, leaving a bad taste in her mouth but as she pushed the growing thought away, Emma shook her head. “Certainly not, a face like yours is one I wouldn’t easily forget, perhaps you’ve been fortunate to have a series of good dreams lately, hmm?” the woman toyed, a flirtatious sparkle to her gaze. 

When it came to drinking, only doing it on rare occasions, Evan could be considered a lightweight. Or at least, he didn’t need much before feeling the effects of alcohol. Mostly the fact he’d rarely have a drink impacted on this, making his system unused to such poison. So, whenever he indulged in it, it didn’t take many drinks before the feeling of drunkenness hit him. Still, he’d trust whoever got him a drink, and just get it anyway, no matter what it was. After all, if he was drinking, that’s because he wanted to, or even needed to. And that night, after hearing the ministry caught notice of some muggles dying of magical causes - that was his doing, for some cases - he felt like drowning the thought in alcohol. So Evan welcomed the drink she ordered for him, the bitter taste taking him by surprise at first, as it always did. “I do wonder just how much you believe we’re on the same page. You hint it as if it was more than just alcohol.” Evan commented, his eyebrows slightly raised. It wasn’t until her last words that a smirk appeared on his. “You do make a good point. i suppose I would never be able to forget a face like yours, even if it was only in a dream. Perhaps I’m just confusing you with someone that resembles you.”

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hecarrow:

Amycus had been having a quiet evening. Not something he did often as he was always looking for thrills and excitement. He’d spent the evening doing boring mundane things like filling out paperwork for his job, He grew slightly annoyed as he heard the knock on his door. He stood up and walked over, slowly opening the door. “Evan?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. Evan seemed super drunk, which was amusing. “Only if you promise to clean up after yourself.” He said, shaking his head as he stepped to the side to let his friend into the house. 

As soon as Amycus stepped aside, Evan walked in. Well, more like stumbled in, as he had to catch his balance against the nearest wall to make sure he wouldn’t fall to the ground. “Oh, please. As if I never clean after myself. Or make a mess.” He continued, making his way over the couch while still keeping his balance with the wall. “When I make a mess, there’s usually someone else making it with me.” He commented, words slurred, instants before dropping on the couch.

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antxnxn:

Truth be told, Antonin had no intentions of being at this party but for appearance sake and to make his family happy, he was here. Stepping away from the group of people he had around him, he turned his attention to Evan. “Don’t get too excited, I’m not here for long.” 

At Antonin’s words, Evan could only raise his eyebrows in disbelief. “Oh, are you not pleased to mingle with all sorts of people?” He said sarcastically. “I suppose if you are going to leave, I could always ask your sister to give me a kiss at midnight.”

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chvrlize:

The redhead was never known to be fond of events that required a great deal of socializing, often making up quick excuses to get out of them. But that evening, their brother had done a great deal in convincing Charlie to go, it was New Year’s Eve after all. Still, the charade of it all lacked an appeal to the redhead, because aside from a new year rolling in, few things changed with the start of a new year. Yet, there they were, remaining towards the wall and avoiding getting lost in the crowd with a glass of something sweet in hand. 

Not expecting much socializing at all, Charlie was taken aback by the male making his way toward their general direction, quickly shooting a gaze around to see if it was possible he was headed to someone else, their cheeks colored a crimson shade. “Are you certain you have the right person?” They questioned, confusion evident in her voice. 

It was unusual for him to drink this much, particularly in public. He’d usually keep it for private parties, or when he was alone with a person or two. But for someone reason, perhaps the fact he was expected to socialize with traitors and muggleborns, Evan indulged in more alcohol than he should have. So, his judgement was clouded at the moment, and he could not be bothered by blood status or where everyone stood anymore. “Well, I don’t see anyone half as beautiful as you. Or anyone I’d be delighted to see.” He commented with a small shrug, only taking a quick glance around. Apart from a few uninteresting, and clearly much older, people, there was only them in the corner, and he didn’t fail to notice that. “I can only imagine what beautiful name you’Ve been given.”

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wormytailpeter:

“Well, sadly I’m not going to say the same for you.” Peter said. “In fact, I think its the opposite of a delight.” He said. “What do you want?” He asked. 

“Ever heard of the term sarcasm?” Evan replied, letting one of his eyebrows raise at the other. “Oh, not much. Just thinking of how sweetly, sickly, cute my good friend Amycus looks with that halfblood. Not that I approve of it. He deserves better than her.”

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Raising the glass to his lips, Evan only took a brief sip from it, observing someone from over his glass. Truth be told, he’d been observing them for a while, only waiting for the opportune moment to make his move. And when it finally came, it was with a smirk that the man moved through the crowds and stood in front of them. “What a delightful surprise to see you here.”

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☾- One of our characters shows up to the other’s place drunk. 

He couldn’t remember the last time he drank that much. The feeling it gave, the feeling of losing control, he hated it, which was why Evan stayed away from getting drunk. But lately, the pressure of the war and work combined had been getting to him. Perhaps the rumors he’d heard about the Ministry having caught word of murdered Muggles had been stressing him more than he let it show. Nonetheless, he’d gotten far more drinks than he usually would that night, not even remembering how he made his way to this place. His body was leaned against the wall as he raised an arm to knock on the door. The weak knocks enough to bring the occupant of this place to open the door. “Ah, Amy, Amy... Amycus! My good friend!” Evan started when he saw the other, breath stinking of alcohol. The corner of his lips weakly curled into a smirk as he tried to make a step inside. “You wouldn’t mind letting me sleep here, would you?”

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shortylike-astrid:

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✔ - “I can’t believe you think I’m the one who did it.”

“ This has you written all over it, don’t even TRY and play the innocent card on me, you can’t pull it off. ” Astrid arched a brow at Evan, eyeing him with evident suspicion as he tried to deny her the truth. “ Hey, I’m not judging, much but you and I know there’s no use in denial. ” 

His eyebrows raised, feigning a shocked expression on his face at the accusations. Of course, it was him, but he would never admit it. “Oh please, you know I would never do something like that. I always leave you the last cupcake, why would I suddenly steal it?”

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emvcnitys:

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♚ - Our characters have a night in the pub

FIVE YEARS , it had been five years since Emma had left quidditch and put life behind her. The second she found out she was pregnant, she knew she had to put her child first, never questioning it for a second. So, without ever looking back, the once famous athlete disappeared without a trace, very rarely finding herself in places that she’d be recognized and if she did, it was to sell a potion and she was ALWAYS dressed with a hood. But fortunately, just on the outskirts of their safe house, there were enough dodgy pubs to satiate her occasional need for liquor without having to hide. So, as she ordered a second round of drinks, glad to have a trusted friend to watch over Rosabella while she had the rare night to herself, she heard the sound of shuffling footsteps against the woodwork causing her to straighten up, STILL on alert, as always. The sight, however, was one she’d never had expected, cursing mentally. Sure, she didn’t know the man personally, but she had done enough digging throughout the years to put faces to a great deal of death eaters. What was someone like that doing in a place like this? Remaining silent a second longer, she decided to try her luck and suppressed her desire to lash out and instead flashed a CHARMING smile at the man. “What are you drinking? You look liked you could use a couple, my TREAT.” 

There had been words about Muggles around this that had witnessed some magic. And since Evan was one of the few, free Obliviators, he’d been asked to take care of it. And by taking care of it, he made sure they would never witness anything, ever again. Which didn’t seem to bother him as much as it should, but after some time, the feeling of regret disappeared. Not that it was something he ever felt towards that kind of people. But nonetheless, after a job, Evan had a habit of stopping by a nearby pub to get a drink. unlike what people believed, drinking was something he didn’t do that often, and he tried not to drink to excess. That night, he barely just made it to the bar that a woman approached him, something familiar about her face, although he was unable to recognize exactly where he saw her. A smirk stretched on his lips anyway, observing her for a moment. “I’m not really a connoisseur in drinks. Surprise me.” Which wasn’t a lie, he’d never put an order, always letting the bartender decide for him. But the slight frown still didn’t leave his face, forcing him to lean a little closer. “Is there any chance we’ve met before? I feel like I know you from somewhere.”

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