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“she was D R O W N I N G but N O B O D Y saw her struggle.” | amelia bones | dependent | petrificushq |

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ofprewetts‌:

RUN. that was the only word he could think of right now. he felt like he was in a cloud, the whole world looked foggy and for once it was more than him refusing to wear his glasses. darting around corners without a destination he found himself in corners and shadows. the castle looked unrecognisable like this. am i dreaming? no.. no. you just ate too many berries gideon. oh merlin. his feet moved without instruction and as quickly as he’d decided to try the plant, he was face to face with someone.. a girl. he was breathless, shaky and drenched in sweat. his eyes panned the area in paranoia, and he crouched down beside her, hiding himself from prying eyes. “i think i did something stupid.” is all he can muster at first, not even able to recall his own name. “you.. you don’t have water or something?” fire.. he felt like he was on fire. but it was fine. he knew it had to be fine. getting caught with what he had would lead to a lot more than just expulsion. “wait.. bones? why are you here?”

Amelia had absolutely no idea what to do in this situation. She would consider Prewett someone she was close to, at all. She could barely call him an aquaintance, yet here they were, alone in a hallway, and he seemed to be high at best, and running away from, something, at worst. Quite frankly, she couldn’t believe that she was hoping for the former. “Um, not on me, no, but I’m sure there are some old bathrooms down the hall that might still have running taps?” She’d never been brave enough to try them herself, but if he was really that desperate...

“I’m here because the library was too loud. Why are you here, Prewett?” Part of her wanted to bring up his clearly debauched state, but that might have been pushing a bit too hard. At least at the beginning of the conversation. She wasn’t exactly going to get any useful information out of him by scaring him off, now was she?

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Christ, what was she doing? She’d come here to study, not think. Thinking just got her into trouble, it always did.

She’d tried to library first, but that never worked. Despite the whole ‘quiet in the library’ rule the other students were somehow always too loud. And she couldn’t seem to find an empty classroom to hog for more than a few minutes before some random students barging in there like it was their bedrooms. So, a quiet little alcove in one of the less explored hallways of the school was often her ‘safe space’, so to speak. And lord knew she needed one after what happened at Hogsmeade.

It was just, she felt like she should have done more. She knew that she’d been expected to do more. But in the moment, she just, she couldn’t bring herself to. So, she fled, hiding in the crowd of party-goers, to safety. And she knew that she could always talk her way out of it; there were aurors, it was too dangerous, she would have been spotted, she learned other useful information. Not that knowing what exactly the drill had been was that useful, but it was something she could spin to her advantage.

But that didn’t change that she just felt, so, well, she didn’t know. Torn felt like too strong a word. Or maybe it wasn’t? But things were getting more and more serious, and this was all just starting to feel too real. It had never been a game, and she knew that, of course she did. But at the same time, she just, she didn’t-

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there. What’s up?”

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ollivandriel‌:

There was something wrong about the events of the New Years that bothered Ariel, ate at her when she was failing to fall asleep. Nothing had actually happened. Nothing. Sure some buildings had been damaged, but that was easy to fix, as were the ‘injuries’. No one had been hurt or killed. No part of it made any sense at all, it seemed completely out of character for the group as she was aware of them. They had had no qualms about killing as of yet, not even children. So, why? Why was she not dead? The attacker had had her on the ground, disarmed, defenseless, and bleeding, but here she stood in an old, empty classroom staring at a photo of Diagon Alley after the summer attack. 

Her sigh came harsh as she tore her eyes away from the photo, looking to one of Bertram (her heart still twisted every time), to the recent ones of Hogsmeade. The accompanying articles from the Prophet, as well as smaller papers were tacked up on the wall, along with her own notes. Ariel worried her bottom lip between her teeth. Something more had to be going on, that attack was a diversion, a distraction, or something, because that could not have been all they were going for. Could they have planted something in Hogsmeade? In the school? 

The door opened and Ariel jumped, “Wh-O-Occupied!” She yelped, flailing a little to conjure some sort of sheet or other concealment to hide the wall. 

“I, don’t think you can call ‘occupied’ on an empty classroom?” Amelia couldn’t help but question, still posed halfway in the open door.

Whatever sheet was on the wall was definitely doing it’s job - or, at least what she assumed was it’s job, as is usually was in these sorts of scenarios -, but it was also calling a lot of attention to whatever it was it was clearly trying to hide. However, considering that this was Ariel Ollivander, and that she was clearly already shaken up, she didn’t feel like going right for the obvious was going to really get her anywhere. So, she decided to go the nice route.

“Are you okay? You look a bit, on edge.”

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cndyblck‌:

“ Okay, sure. “ Andromeda figured that since she had come there, she might as well visit. Besides, it might be fun. She very much doubted that, but at least that way she would have company. 

“ Lead the way then .”

Amelia wouldn’t lie, she hadn’t entirely expected the girl to say yes. But she wasn’t about to turn down a Black either. So, with a smile plastered onto her face, she replied, “Cool! Come with me then.”

Pulling her away from the stall they had been looking at, she started off by hooking their arms together, and leading her somewhat aimlessly through the streets. “So, what kind of stuff are you into?”

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cndyblck‌:

“ Uh… Sure. “ Andry shrugged, unsure what to say. She didn’t even know why she had come here: these types of events were typically the ones she had no interest in, but today she had wanted to get out of the house and somehow she’d ended up there, looking at a collection of useless objects with about as much interest as she’d expected. 

“Or, well… I wouldn’t know - it’s my first time coming to the sales, so… “

“Really? Then why don’t I show you around?” Not that Amelia was exactly qualified to do that. The stuff they tended to have on sale here tended to change quicker than she could always fully grasp what they were suppose to do, or why they were even on sale in the first place. “C’mon, it’ll be fun, I promise!”

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ivy-williamss‌:

“Well, if anyone asks…you didn’t see me. I’m supposed to be in Manchester, but I just…..Needed to get away for a little bit,” Ivy admitted. Her parents, her mother, at least, could understand her need for escape - but she didn’t have much time, it wasn’t fair to leave Theo “alone” in that disaster. “I wanted to grab a few things before they all got snagged. Aren’t these cute??” she asked, grinning as she held up a selection of dresses - each of them too short, too bright, and too loud for the season, and yet perfect for Ivy. “I have to agree, though, it’s definitely better this year than any other”

“Oh no, I totally get it. My lips are sealed.” Manchester? She thought their family came from Scotland. Or was that just the Crouch’s? Honestly, there were so many that it was hard to keep track. “That. Is. Adorable. It just looks so, you.” A general gesture towards Ivy’s being occupied her hand before it returned to the rails. “Right? I feel like I can afford more than a couple of things this year, which is saying something.”

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macmcry‌:

            “  well  we  were  visiting  my  uncle  in  wales …  an’  when  we’ve  already  came  all  the  way  down  from  stirling ,  heading  on  down  to  london  isn’t  too  far ,  ”  mary  shrugged ,  glancing  around  the  shopfront .  not  somewhere  she’d  shop  at ,  nor  somewhere  she’d  expect  to  find  a  classmate  at .  “  a’  wouldn’t  know ,  just  passing  by .  you  shop  here  often  then ?  ”

“Well, I hope you’re all having fun.” Amelia grinned, although it was as hollow as ever. “Oh, all the time. You can’t get this kind of stuff just anywhere, you know.” Looking around, as if she cared that much if anyone overheard, she leaned in. Maybe more than she needed to, but part of her wanted to see Mary squirm. “You have to go to special dealers.”

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siiniistra‌:

“You got that right. I’ve got enough shoes to last me the rest of the school year. Of course, I completely bankrupted myself, so I’ve got about three galleons to last me till June.” Aurora joked.

“You’re joking?” Amelia half-teased, although she wasn’t one to purposefully judge her fellow student’s spending habits. Especially those that she didn’t know all that well. “Well, I’m sure we can find something here worth 3 galleons or less. I mean, the shop’s huge.”

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furics‌:

“i found it in this book i’m reading–” she trailed off, rummaging through the bag and practically falling into it. “here! I’ve marked the page.”

“No way?” Amelia nearly gasped, flicking to the page as quick as she could. “This is amazing! And the book was, what, just sitting in the library?”

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“Oh hi! I wasn’t expecting to see you here.” Amelia grinned, carefully placing down the small trinket she’d been inspecting. “Sorry, I’ve just been so caught up in everything. I mean, I know they do these sales every year, but I feel like they’ve really gone all out this time, haven’t they?”

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furics‌:

“— yeah? you flirt or threaten your way in.”

“And, that’s better?”

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furics‌:

“I charmed it.” Alecto hummed, placing yet another book into the small bag. “this way I don’t have to choose between what books I want to take home for the holidays, I can just take them all.”

“Really? What charm?” Amelia herself had never been much of a reader - not outside of what was required for class, anyway. But the charm could always be useful for, other things.

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thetedtxnks‌:

“ pudge! you - pudge! ” ted, who had been chasing his lovingly overfed cat, practically screeched to a stop before he ran into the individual that pudge had now dubbed his newest resting spot. “ i’m sorry, that’s - he’s very cuddly. and disobedient. ”

“Don’t worry, it’s alright.” Amelia giggled, having already knelt down to start petting the cat. “Usually cats avoid me because I smell like Dolli.” Moving slowly, she picks up the somewhat squirmy Pudge, and rises as a similar speed. “You’re Ted, right? Ted Tonks?”

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furics‌:

“obviously— though I generally don’t need to sneak. There’s always a way in.”

“So, you know a way in that isn’t sneaking in?”

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ofalicess‌:

            “  if  we  get  enough  of  us  together  we  should  be  able  to  have  a  decent  crack  at  it ,  and  if  any  of  them  try  and  turn  us  out  i’m  a  bit  pally  with  allaire .  traded  favours  a  few  times  and  i  don’t  believe  she’d  shut  the  door  in  our  face ,  ”

“Or we could just have a drunken giggle, but it sounds like a lot of fun either way!” Besides, it wasn’t often that Amelia was invited to spend time with her fellow Hufflepuffs, so she wasn’t about to turn down the opportunity. “Really? Are you sure? Because, no offense to Ellie, but I’ve heard that she can be a bit, unpredictable?”

[chalamet]

“Anya has something special. She has a very enigmatic quality, like I can stick the lense two inches from her nose, and you don’t quite know what she’s thinking, but you want to.” — Robert Eggers

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