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Fabian Prewett || 24 || Auror NAVIGATION about tags better half

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Remus chuckled softly, nodding his head. He still found it rather odd that Gideon had been sitting still and quietly, but decided not to comment on the fact. Perhaps something was wrong. And as he went on, saying his work had been put on pause, Remus realized he was likely thinking about how he could get things back on track.

“Oh? Do you need any help?” He offered with a grin, “I’ve got no plans for the rest of the night, I could come over and help you research. Or we could go to the library.” He bounced down from his spot on the counter, ready to go wherever Gideon wanted to bring him. He’d been quite bored lately, having already read every book in his house three times over, and Sirius now having Emma over more and more frequently, he wasn’t in any rush to get home yet.

Oh. Oh no. It seemed Remus was one of Gideon’s nerd friends. He managed to raise his eyebrows and grin excitedly at the suggestions of help with a long night of library research, “oh, yes a very course, as a Gabian I would love to have some helping with the figuring out of things, over the course of many hours in the librar- I don’t want to do that, actually.” He gave up the charade with a defeated sort of sigh and a dramatic shrug of his shoulders. “I can never understand the appeal, you know, in reading for such long stretches of time.” Fabian didn’t bother introducing himself, figuring that anyone who knew Gideon would already know his name.

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Bellatrix didn’t resist the eyeroll at his words, watching closely as Fabian stopped whatever spell he had been using against the bird and let it drift away. “I can find better meals than a measly pigeon,” She commented, though not attempting to deny terrorizing other creatures. “Oh yes my favorites happen to be unicorns and werewolves.” Of course she was lying but he didn’t have to know that, not like those creatures were really useful unless they were dead. More so unicorns than werewolves given Fenrir Greyback being apart of their organization.

“Ooh, Bellatrix Lestrange murders and eats unicorns, very scary. It must be so dangerous and difficult to take down such a creature, we should all be very intimidated.” Sarcasm dripped from his tone and he let his back find the windowsill so he could lean again, still facing her. It was surprising that she had stopped to talk with him in the first place, he gave a glance to the shops around them before asking, “is that what you’re doing hanging about here? Looking for something defenseless to mangle?”

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Pulling out a glass, Remus turned towards the sink and turned on the cold water, filling his cup nearly to the brim. He hardly even noticed the fact that Gideon stumbled on his name, although they didn’t know each other well, he certainly knew that the other man’s mind ran at a million miles a second, he wasn’t surprised in the slightest that his name may have momentarily slipped his mind. “Oh, out on patrol duties.” He explained, lifting himself up on to the counter, leaning his head against the cupboards. “What about you? Surprised to see you’re not tinkering with something or knocking something over.”

Remus didn’t seem to have noticed, which was all well and good for Fabian. “Only because i’m to standing still and out of the way as I am,” he explained with a chuckle, shuffling his weight from one foot to the other. “There’s nothing to be knocking over or clumsying about.” “My tinkering’s have come to a standstill, the contraptions i’m currently to working on are needing something different to be working as i’d like them to. I will be needing to do more research.” As he spoke and nodded and made his curls bounce in a Gideon’-like fashion, he tried to imagine what he could say, what he could do in this situation to mess with Remus a little. But he wasn’t familiar with the man’s relationship to his brother.

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The fun and games were clearly coming to an end and it seemed to Fenrir like the other man was looking for a fight. Fine. Fenrir was sure that if he managed to disarm him and they fought with their fists he’d win, but he’d learnt that was usually easier said than done. Wizards held their wands close and knew how to use them, often better than Fenrir knew how to use his own. “I’m not looking for a fight here.” He almost rolled his eyes. He’d been like Fabian once, so eager to jump into the action.

“I’m just saying that you should respect beings other than yourself, respect nature. You don’t get to control that bird just because you feel like it. Its not a difficult thing to understand, is it now?” He spoke as if Fabian was a small child and he was explaining the world to him.

“Pffttt,” Fabian tucked his wand into his pocket but kept his grip on the handle, just in case. But it didn’t seem like this man wanted to fight him. He just seemed to be strangely passionate about birds. “I don’t think the situation’s as dire as you’re making it out to be, dear.” He brushed it off with a little shake of his head, a little smirk on his face, before looking right up into the stranger’s eyes with a playful sort of twinkle in his own. “I wasn’t using any sort of black magic or taking away the bird’s agency, I only gave it some magic for it’s wings to be carried on. If anything I likely gave its wings a bit of a break, taking care of the flying for it as I was.”

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Typical wizard. Didn’t care about any other living thing. Thought of themselves as superior. He should’ve expected the challenge but when he received it Fenrir attempted to appear intimidating, as he did at the first sign of any conflict, raising himself to his full height. It didn’t quite have the intended effect when Fabian was still look at the bird. “Yes. I’m a self appointed bird auror. No badge I’m afraid - just asking nicely for now.”

His fingers folded closed and Fabian gave a little sigh, a little shrug of his shoulders. “Well if you haven’t got any sort of identification, I can hardly be expected to respect your authority, can I?” He finally glanced to the stranger with a smirk, and his hazel eyes did a double take. “For now-? And what if I refuse, and I continue levitating birds at my leisure?” Looking Fenrir up and down, Fabian half hoped that he would press on about it. Maybe he would escalate things into a fight, he was a big man, that would certainly liven things up a bit.

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It seemed that Bella was continuing finding herself walking the streets of Diagon Alley, even during her own free time. Ever since the attacks it was rather easy to find someone to pick a fight with there and it brough enough enjoyment to her day to watch those inferior to her get their knickers in a twist over her cruelty. But as she spotted a familiar enough face, she couldn’t stop herself from sliding on over to bully him too. “Didn’t peg you for the type to play with your food,” She spoke, pointing upward at the bird that was above them.

“How disgusting, i’m not going to eat the bloody thing,” he was sure he recognized that voice, but gave a quick glance to Bellatrix anyway just to be sure. “Though I wouldn’t put it past you to devour a pigeon- I imagine you’re all about terrorizing various woodland creatures.” With a bit of a sigh he let his levitation charm go, and of course after a slight dip in altitude the bird took over flying for itself. Keeping his wand in hand, he turned to smirk at his new company.

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Frank was stressed—but shouldn’t this be something he should be used to by now? He didn’t join the Ministry for it to be easy, he didn’t train to be an Auror to live a comfortable life. There were some days that he regretted that decision, but looking back over the last ten years—from when he had first made the decision to become an Auror in the first place, to pick up a legacy that he didn’t even understand—he wasn’t sure he had a choice. He wasn’t sure he would know who he was if he didn’t become an Auror, if there had been some other safer path for him.

But without this path, there would be no Alice—or rather, a much different relationship with Alice. He didn’t think about that much that day though, rummaging through filing cabinets for old reports, trying to put together pieces of the puzzle that led to the McKinnons’ deaths. A part of his was searching for the answer, to see if there were any warning signs that they had missed.

That regret gnawed at him again, and he had to remind himself that everyone was stressed. He was just better prepared for it, but even at the fine age of twenty-five he missed his old bed at his mother’s house. There, it had been safe. Familiar. There had been a porch swing in the back—

Maybe it was the lack of sleep that kept him going from one thought to another, swinging like a pendulum. His mood seemed to shift similarly, as did his focus. He kept cursing under his breath, realizing that he was either missing a folder that he hadn’t pulled from the filing cabinet or he forgot to write down a case number that he was trying to track down to figure this out.

Sometimes he sat and closed his eyes, but in the back of his eyelids, he only saw the Dark Mark over the scene of the crime, glowing in the night as if it had been etched into the air with a knife. Even those thoughts too—dark as they were, as wrong as they were—somehow lingered in his psyche, motivated by the friends he knew were on the other side. But they were friends, in his opinion, that were still worth keeping.

Worth keeping, perhaps, because there’s a possibility that this war could actually be lost in one wrong move. But Frank was thinking too much, and he shuffled through folders on his desk before deciding that he needed another cup of coffee to keep going.

On the way to get it on the other side of the office, he wonders if Fabian were feeling the same way he was. Frank made a detour towards his direction, where it looked like his eyes were glazed over. It was hard to tell if he were focusing hard or hardly focusing. Frank swung his forearm in front of his face, snapping his fingers.

“No one shot you with a petrification charm, did they?” Frank asked. “Otherwise I’d have to take you to the infirmary.”

An arm broke his line of sight, making Fabian blink as he tried to maintain his spellwork. But as Frank waved more, he lost it, and as he’d thought the bird’s flight wavered for only a moment before it continued on its own, wings catching the wind. He growled under his breath, displeased. “Merlin, I wish someone had. At least that would liven things up a bit.” It would at least give him a good reason to fight someone, the thought had him biting his lip.

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Fenrir felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders, pulling him down. Ever since the recent attacks, and his lack of attendance, he’d been nervous. It was clear to him that he didn’t belong among the Death Eaters ranks, but he’d known that from the start. Something was different now. Reality was setting in on just how dangerous these people were, not to other people he didn’t care about that, but to him and his family. He was under the thumb, jumping to their call from now on, otherwise he knew he was in trouble. Fenrir didn’t like feeling like an owned man. Perhaps that was why he took a moment to watch a stranger suspending a bird in mid-air, keeping it from its escape. “What did that bird ever do to you?”

Fabian gave the stranger a glance before continuing as he had been with a smirk. “It got in my way while I was bored,” he gave a little shrug of his shoulders, “it’s only a levitation spell, it’s not as if i’m doing anything to it- And at any rate, it’s a bird. What are you, some sort of bird’s rights activist? Are you on duty? Have you got a badge?” His free hand blindly reached out, palm open, for the badge.

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“What are you doing to that bird you weirdo?” Marlene had been seeking out Fabian to help take her mind off everything. He was good for having a laugh with, knew how to take a joke and she could count on him to not want to discuss what had happened with her family. For now she just needed a distraction. She just hoped he wasn’t in a melancholy mood, sitting at the window staring out like that. “Want to go… do something?” She didn’t know what yet, all she knew was she wanted to get away from it all. They could practice duelling, or go drinking, or he could just listen as she ranted and smoked cigarette after cigarette. But she’d rather an adventure. “Anything.”

“Keeping myself occupied. And isn’t that such a noble thing for this bird to be sacrificing its time to, anyway?” Fabian answered with a little smirk on his lips, glancing to Marlene in his periphery. He hadn’t seen her since the tragedy that had happened with her family, but he wasn’t going to say anything about that. It was none of his business how she was doing, what was going on with her regarding it all, she could bring it up herself if she wanted to. He really hoped she wouldn’t want to. He grinned widely, letting the bird go immediately at her request. “Yes, dear- Anything,” he said the second word in tandem with Marlene and his teeth caught on his lip a moment. “Shall we find something to break, then? Or I could just break you some more, if you’d like.” He’d beaten her pretty badly the last time they’d trained together and as always, he would never let her live it down. He twirled his wand between his fingers, a dark and challenging expression on his face.

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Remus had returned to the safehouse to report on his patrolling duties. He had nothing to report, which was a good thing, he supposed, but it made for a rather boring day. After speaking with Dumbledore he headed towards the kitchen, pausing at the head of red hair by the window that caught his attention. He stood for a moment, contemplating which twin it was. Sitting quietly by the window felt more like a Gideon type of thing, in his opinion. “Hey, Gid.” Remus greeted before turning to the cupboard and pulling out a glass, “Quiet day?”

Fabian felt a small thrill go through him at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, calling him by his brother’s name. Without looking away from the bird he let a small grin tug at his lips. “I wouldn’t be saying that as such,” he replied easily in the strange way his brother had of speaking and turned away from the window, freeing the bird outside from his spell. “It’s only that I was distracted by the birds. What’s bringing you here at this such a time... Remus...?” He hoped the delay in remembering his name wouldn’t ruin the fun.

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Fabian sat perched at the window, wand in hand and swaying it seemingly aimlessly as he looked out at the sky. A single bird was flying past and seemed to hover in the wind, gliding in place with its wings spread and still. He watched it and wondered if it would keep flying if he let it go, or if it would actually fall to the ground. It would probably just keep flying. He was so incredibly bored.

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giddy-prewett​:

Muse Building

fractusrisum‌:

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged.

class or caste: upper / middle / working / slave / unsure.

education: qualified / unqualified / studying

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no. / n/a

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single  / divorced / separated/ widow or widower.

has a child or children / has no children  / wants children.

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased.

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s) / other.

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded  / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unempathetic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between / unknown.

loyal / disloyal / unknown.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown.

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic / non-theistic

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

philosophical: yes / no.

OPINIONS

pro-suicide / anti-suicide / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-choice / anti-abortion / don’t care / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-marriage / anti-marriage / don’t care / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty  / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / don’t care / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-murder / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-cannibalism / anti-cannibalism / don’t care / doesn’t know or on the fence.

left wing / right wing / middle / don’t care / doesn’t know or on the fence.

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable.

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable.

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / once / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

smoking: never / once / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

other narcotics: never / once / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

medicinal drugs: never / once / sometimes  / frequently / to excess.

indulgent food: never / once / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

splurge spending: never / once / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

gambling: never / once / sometimes / frequently / to excess