his head was filled with stories;

Sixth Year || Ravenclaw || he/him/his

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“Ok, Flynn, if you have to go, you totally should”, she said with an understanding smile. She then readjust her broom and looked at Flynn a bit. He had a lot of responsibility being the Keeper of the team, but he was just really kind with everyone, and she liked that about him. She suddenly added: “You know, Flynn, I don’t want to take your place or anyone’s place in the team. You all play perfectly and I’m already proud of our team.” She breathed and looked at him straight in the eyes: “I just train hard because I like being on a broom, you know. I enjoy the feeling that I get, when I’m in the air and I feel free. I rarely feel free, you know, but being on a broom never fails to cheer me up.” She finished, smiling.

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Flynn smiled, not particularly knowing what to say to Anneliese anymore. She was a kind girl who tried hard, but beyond quidditch they didn’t have much in common. Perhaps the fact that they had both grown up in pureblooded wizarding families? His parents were quiet, much like himself, it had only been his two best friends that had taught him what real conversations were. “Much agreed,” He commented, now starting off back towards the castle. “See you around?”

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flynn thomas godfrey aesthetic (1/??)

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Challenge #3

Growing up an only child, I was a bit odd. My parents were quiet, a bit recluse, and never spent a ton of time with me. This gave me a ton of time to myself before I was particularly close to Noah, so I spent a lot of it reading, but I also had sort of a best friend. She was strong, intelligent, and sort of like every ‘strong’ female heroine you could imagine. She had managed to drag me out of the house at the small age of 9, when I was a foot shorter and my voice two octaves higher.

Originally, she was the one who got me into the whole ‘adventuring’ thing. It was nice, being able to know that maybe the things I read about were possible. A bit wild at heart and crazy, she had enough heart for 10 people, yet even as a 10 year old, managed to steal mine.

Even growing up in a pureblooded wizarding community, there was a simple expectation of receiving your letter at the age of 11. Even in my naive, young mind, I was set to go to Hogwarts with all of my peers whom I had grown up around. It was going to be great, all my friends and I were to attend school until we were 17.

There was a week, I believe it was early April, where we all started getting our letters, slowly but surely we all obtained them. Except for Lynn. She waited and waited and waited and even in my young 11 year old mind, was still optimistic that she’d come. We’d all merely assumed that she was to be a late bloomer as far as magic came, but even at 11 it was sort of odd to not be able to have any sort of magical abilities.

It was mid-August when she sort of disappeared. It had taken all of one night for her family to pack up and leave, and although I had ‘moved on’ from her by then, it still left a little hole in my heart. Most people thought that they left due to the staggering social consequences of having a squib in the family, a social disgrace in the wizarding community. All I knew was that I’d lost my friend who I’d adventured with for so many years in the mere blink of an eye, not even knowing where she’d gone. I don’t even know where she is to this day.

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“Ok, Flynn, if you have to go, you totally should”, she said with an understanding smile. She then readjust her broom and looked at Flynn a bit. He had a lot of responsibility being the Keeper of the team, but he was just really kind with everyone, and she liked that about him. She suddenly added: “You know, Flynn, I don’t want to take your place or anyone’s place in the team. You all play perfectly and I’m already proud of our team.” She breathed and looked at him straight in the eyes: “I just train hard because I like being on a broom, you know. I enjoy the feeling that I get, when I’m in the air and I feel free. I rarely feel free, you know, but being on a broom never fails to cheer me up.” She finished, smiling.

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He nodded with his usual smirk. Flynn had to notice her comment as wonder if it was because he smelled badly, after all, he hadn’t been working that hard, now had he? Disregarding that original thought, he kept on his casual look. “I don’t have to go. Like I said, the Ravenclaw team will probably be here around a half hour. I’ve got a bit of time. And practicing is good, it teaches you discipline. We all need that sort of thing.”

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Parker could sense the frustration rolling off of him, and she shrugged a little. She’d always had a healthy sense of self deprecation, and she didn’t have any plans to stop any time soon. She knew that it got on people’s nerves. Maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. Sighing softly, she raised her hands in surrender. “Alright, fine. I’ll go. Think you can manage to break away from your french girl long enough to save me a dance, Godfrey? I promise to only step on your feet a couple of times.”

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Flynn laughed, but knew the awkward implications of dancing with his refound friend. Sure, she abandoned him and ignored him for two years, that doesn’t leave emotional scarring, but his mind thought of the ideas of what Ben, Noah, even what his date Juliette would think of him. It was a bit intimidating, he had to be honest. “Sure, I guess,” He smirked, not knowing if for sure he was being entirely serious. He wanted to be kind, but he did have a date, after all.

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-helpless-

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Juliette gave a slight laugh at his words, smile growing wider. “Its wonderful” She said, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. She grinned as he spoke, shrugging. “Well, I never eat that much anyways, so I suppose you’re in luck”  She teased, before realizing how close they were and backing up slightly, a slight blush beginning to appear. “Do you come up here a lot then?”

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He smiled softly at her, but was a bit disappointed that she wasn’t going to eat a lot. However, this might have been good, Flynn realized that he’d get all the food she didn’t want, which probably was a lot. “No, not particularly. I dropped out of astronomy fourth year, and sometimes I come up here to read. Quiet, secluded, and nobody ever wants to mess with Professor Jacobs.” He walked over quickly, and pulled a chair over for her. “Sit down, milady?”

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Parker groaned a little, rolling her eyes. “I would like to point out two things to you, Flynn.” She held up two fingers, dropping one as she spoke again. “One, I don’t want to think about your friend and his… exploits. Two, I’m literally the worst wingman on the planet. Besides, you’re going to be way too busy with your… friend girl to notice that I’m not there anyway.” She nodded her head, as if agreeing with herself, and turned to look at him again, making a face at him. “I’m sure that I won’t be missed too much.” 

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Flynn rolled his eyes. It was almost frustrating how self-depreciating she was. Sure, she had faults, but there was a reason he talked to her. If she was as truly as bad as she said she was, Parker would have no friends, no hope for anything in her future, why didn’t that make sense? “Well, if it means anything, I’ll miss you at the dance. Which means if I’m going, you have to go.”

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Anneliese crossed her arms and smirked. She faked sadness and lowered her head. “Oh, oh no. I was certain it was all about speed. I think now I’m going to train for the seeker position.” She lifted her head: “Because you know, I only practice Quidditch to get boys !”. She laughed frankly, amused by the idea. But she had to admit, it was a bit of a relief not to join the team. She wasn’t ready to fight with her parents. It would be admitting she was not the little obedient daughter they should think she was. “And I forgot to ask you, what are you doing here ?” She was afraid to make him late or something. “Training, I guess ?”

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He didn’t believe that anyone would join quidditch for any sort of romance, and was glad that Anneliese was merely jesting at the idea. Probably the only person who’d actually join for anyone might have been Ben, but that’s a whole different other story. As she moved on, he nodded. “Training, yeah. At least I was, I’m finished now. Just going to wash up, despite the fact that I’ll be back later.” He sort of wished this girl’s effort never went to waste, she tried so hard to be on the team but never quite made it, just shy of making it.

[leelatamboli-blog]

Leela normally rose quite early every morning to get all her religious practices in before she had to teach hordes of students. It wasn’t required to get these prayer sessions of sorts in, but old habits die hard, especially ones that originated in childhood. Her body had grown used to staying up late studying - now grading papers - and rising early, and she no longer felt like she needed a solid eight hours of sleep.

Every Friday, when she finished up her rituals, she sat down at her desk and wrote a letter to her parents, detailing her week of classes, prayer, and grading. She couldn’t imagine it would be exciting to read but she knew her parents enjoyed hearing from her and knowing she was doing alright. That was their main concern when she went off to learn magic: that she would be alright on her own in a new environment. Well if her parents thought Salem’s School for Witches was a new environment, working at a school halfway across the world was a whole other universe.

She was nearly finished with her letter when she heard a knock on her office door. “Come on in, I’m nearly finished.”

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Flynn always liked making sure all of his i’s were dotted and his t’s crossed before the weekend, the idea of spending the whole weekend entirely with either Noah or his books. And sometimes, both. Tamboli hadn’t been there the entire time Flynn had attended Hogwarts, her predecessor is whom originally got Flynn into potions. But she was a close second, her personality was often fun to be around. He had a few questions regarding the following year, he hoped she could answer them. “Professor Tamboli?” He opened the door carefully, but then walked in at her request. “Hello, I just had a few questions.”

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Soulmate AU

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Juliette watched the words form, smiling at the descriptions he gave. No matter what type of beauty she asked for, he always had an answer ready. Thinking, she reached for a book, flipping through the pages until she found what she was looking through. “I saw old Autumn in the the misty morn / Stand, shadowless like Silence, listening / to Silence” - Thomas Hood. She wrote, further down her arm, under his list. She had started writing poems after her mother had given her a book of poetry before they moved to another school. Juliette had never been a big fan of poetry, but every so often the things that he wrote reminded her of some of the poems in the book. 

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That’s nice. Almost like me, right now, He knew he couldn’t see her, but he almost smirked. It was fun. Flynn was never one for poetry, he prefered long novels with development, but anything that came off of that small handwriting he sucked up quickly and adored. Flynn only wished that he could meet her one day, all he knew was her name, it was so pretty. He’d dreamed of a soulmate since he discovered the concept, and he was all hers.

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Soulmate AU

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Noah could have nearly started laughing when Flynn came in barely a minute later. He could hear the familiar sounds of his friend stripping, a habit that Noah had always teased him for. While Flynn was so incapable of keeping his clothes together when in his room was beyond Noah, now it just felt like another joke. He winced at his friends words, but knew he couldn’t keep it from Flynn. “ And yet you still didn’t manage to finish reading chapter 17 from Tamboli, huh?” He asked, turning around to display his own forearm to Flynn.

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Flynn smirked until he spotted his very own handwriting on Noah’s forearm. His stomach fell to the floor, his heart kind of got all twisted in a knot. Was this some funny joke? That was his handwriting, that wasn’t supposed to be on Noah’s forearm... “What even is that?” He nervously chuckled, everything seemed to be spinning out of control. Flynn knew one day his over-romanticized ideas of romance would one day get back at him, but this was almost ironic...

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lAnneliese groaned a little. Flynn was always the one to talk about “How hard this poor girl was trying to make it in the team.” It was seriously pissing her off. What he didn’t know is that she’s never been on a broom when she passed the team trials. “Yes, I did”, she answered in a serious tone. Her face saddened. She loved Quidditch, but the main reason she wanted to make it in the team was to prove her parents wrong. They thought it was a boy’s activity, unworthy for a Pureblood young woman. She quickly covered her face with a smile. “I could take your place”, she laughed frankly. She knew Flynn was way better than her on a broom, but maybe if she was used to fly their situations would’ve been reversed.  Flynn was one of the few pureblood she could really talk to. He was sincere and did not make blood elitist comments anytime a muggleborn passed by. She pondered a few seconds: “After all, I’m way faster than you”, she said, poking him on the shoulder.

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He arched an eyebrow at her, but stuffed his hands in his pockets nonetheless. She was an interesting one. Flynn would never let her get to her spot on the team, he worked hard for it, him, Noah and Ben all fought to get on the team and it was obvious to all of their talents that they deserved to be on the team. But she was a close second. If he fell ill, he knew to call her to take her position. The problem was he was as fit as a fiddle, but she was a good back-up. “Speed isn’t a necessary component as a Keeper, Deauclaire,” He smirked. “You’ve just gotta catch a quaffle. That’s it.”

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“You don’t have to beat anyone up, big guy. I can just kill ‘em with kindness.” Shrugging, Parker grabbed a carrot from the table and took a bite, chewing thoughtfully. When she’d swallowed, she glanced at him again. “You don’t really have to go, you know. No one’s forcing you. It isn’t mandatory.” She paused, smirking a bit. “Though, I guess you’ll want to show off your new lady friend, won’t you? And what better way than twirling her around the dance floor.” She laughed a little, nudging him with her shoulder. “I may just have a nice long nap in the dorm while half the school dances the night away. I’m not much of a dancer anyway.” 

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Flynn arched an eyebrow. “I suppose that’s a nice thing to do,” He was entirely joking, but really didn’t want to have to go in something probably close to Jules’ dress. If Arlen and Noah hooked up though, it’d be a different story. He’d probably have Ben go in something nice though, Jules wouldn’t particularly like if he was rude to his sister’s date (even though if that happened, Flynn won fair and square). “But if I’m going, so are you. You can’t just leave me. Noah’s only a wingman for so long.” He hoped she knew what he was getting at, Noah never was one to stay at dances for a particularly long time...

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Which of your friends do you think will be the first to go? - CS

Preferably? None of them. And I can’t say I know if any of them are going to go.

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the godfrey family

Thomas Godfrey (thomas gibson)

Felicity Godfrey (lili taylor)

Flynn Godfrey (andrew garfield)

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As the fresh wind softly brushed her face and moved her hair, Anneliese headed to the castle after an intense Quidditch session… alone. Her hair was messier than they’ve ever been and her mother would’ve killed her but she felt good. She put her broom on one shoulder and inspired a few surprisedly good winter scents. It wasn’t the first day she’s spent on the Quidditch Pitch, the cold maybe disturbed the few brave players that would’ve wanted to train. And it was perfect like that. She was slightly annoyed by the fact that Flynn was still the Ravenclaw Keeper, but she understood that he took the place before her. As long as they won, it was no big deal, but she just hoped that one day she could play seriously. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t see the student visibly running to the Quidditch Pitch, and violently bumped into the person. She fell violently, thanks to the recent Quidditch session, but stood up, a bit disheveled. “Sorry, it was my fault”, she apologized.

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"Don't worry about it," Flynn smirked at the younger Ravenclaw. He recognized Anneliese in a heartbeat, she had (like so many others) dreamed of being on the Quidditch team and hadn't made it. With the recent disappearance of their captain and seeker, he felt a little bit guilty for not letting her fill the position, but Boot filling it instead. "Working too hard on the pitch?" He admired her effort, Anneliese tried, but she just simply hadn't made the team. Next year there'd be openings since all three chasers would be leaving (and Flynn didn't know if him and Noah were even coming back), but she wouldn't be getting keeper until at least he graduated.

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Parker nodded carefully, briefly biting the inside of her cheek to keep her comment to herself. She wasn’t mad at Flynn, she was happy that he’d found someone that he seemed to really care about. Still, getting over the slight greenness she felt was hard. Shaking her head a little, she looked at Flynn again and smiled a little. “Good. I’m sure she’s great. I’m happy for you.” She sounded almost robotic, and she shook her head, cursing softly. “Sorry, I don’t mean to sound so… uncaring. It’s just… I dunno, weird, I guess.” She sighed a little, picking at her fingernails as she listened to his next question. “I dunno if I’m going to the ball at all, honestly. And I get way more over-protective…ness than I need with Oscar, thank you very much.” 

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Flynn sighed with a smile. “What, and you don’t want mine?” He was merely teasing, and didn’t particularly understand. All he was trying to do was to help. “Well, if you need someone to beat someone up who’s being mean to you, I can definitely do it.” He crossed his arms, the fear of not having control of what he was going to wear for the dance settling in. He only hoped that Noah and Arlen got together soon... he’d have to check in with Noah. “I mean, I sort of have to go.”