never too late,

❝ Sit, sit. Tell me about your whims. The time you fell through a hole, and C H U C K L E D all the way. When you did pirouettes because the Earth couldn’t roll quick enough. You know I am here, I am all ears. ❞ PATRICK FINNIGAN-THOMAS. sixth year. gryffindor. xvi. he/him. guilty smoker. number #1 goof off. most likely to die from a stupid prank. da.

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SCOBIE DOOLITTLE.

           “ A ROUND OF THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE for my spookster in crime, the boy all the aliens are dying to abduct, my  G h o u l  K i n g,  the U.F. to my O, the one, the only: Mister Norbert Kruegers. We’re the Martian Mondays, thank you millions, it’s been a one  h o w l  of a set!! ” Post clearing off the make-shift stage, Scobie caught the first person she could. “ Okay, how’d we sound?? ”

“As per fucking usual, you lot sounded amazing. I can’t wait to hear you all on the radio and all that jazz, you should get one of those muggle Soundclouds I keep hearing about,” Patrick smiled down at Scobie, thoroughly amazed, “I didn’t even KNOW Norbert could do that?? Bloody hell.”

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BRONWYN TRAVERS.

              “ Oh, deary me, eeeeeep!! ” She squeaked, bobbing about wildly as the perhaps too excitable ( and definitely TOO tall for his age ) sixth year carried her about. “ When I said I’d rather just stay put, I really, truly did mean it. No, no, nononononono, ” Bron protested when he neared the water, and seemed to be preparing to throw her in. 

“Fine, fine, but, only if you push me in first?? Then, you can be Patrick Finnigan-Thomas FREE for the rest of the night,” Patrick stopped then, bending down as to let her off his back, “ and that’s a Patrick Finnigan-Thomas GUARANTEE ..... -- or you could always just jump in with me??”

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JACQUELINE URQUHART. 

With her feet dipped in the water and a book in her hands ( charmed to be water proof, of course ), Jacqueline tried to avoid most of the drunken party goers. Perhaps if Valeria and Dorian didn’t come, she could be reading in her pajamas but alas, she couldn’t bare thinking that something might happen to the if she weren’t present. However, such an appearance drew attention to a very drunk guy who saw fit to splash her. “Is that necessary?!”

“It is a pool party,” he reasoned, “and you don’t seem to be wet or having fun, I figured you maybe haven’t been to a pool party before, being a STUFFY pureblood, so, why not show you what you’re supposed to be doing?? You can even splash me back if you like??”