lucky charm

clover william beddingham | 6th year | gryffindorrare to find, but lovely to have

[rcsexweasley-blog]

“Only a tad?” Rose laughed as she turned on the ledge to face Clover. “I don’t come down for anything less than sort of dangerous.”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

“Okay, okay, it’s literally deadly.” Clover said with a sigh, laughing uncomfortably. “Can’t you get down, though? It’s giving me anxiety.”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

“Hey, not to be a total killjoy, but I think it might be just a tad dangerous up there.”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.

[text] Tequila is fun and safe though, right?

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.

[text] I’ll be right there

....

[text] With a blanket

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:I have an interview tomorrow and listed you as a reference. If they call you, please don't tell them about the time I smuggled a Chalupa out of Taco Bell in my underwear.

[text] What?[text] Are you applying for a job *at* taco bell?

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:I have a terrible feeling that I made out with a fraternity last night

[text] K.

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.

[text] I, sadly, know too much.[text] I think I saw a purple bra hanging from a ceiling fan, if that helps.

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:That tampon felt like a stick in my vagina, I am never making a drunken tampon choice again. Friends don't let friends choose tampons drunk.

[text] I told you to cut it out with the tampon stories.[text] I know too much.

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

[text]:That's a lot of judgement coming from a man wearing a dress made from a bedsheet.

[text] IT’S A TOGA[text] IF THIS WERE ANCIENT GREECE YOU’D THINK THIS WAS REALLY COOL

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

Texts from Last Night inspired text starters [nsfw and sfw]

[text]: I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.

[text]: I AM SUCH A BETTER PERSON ON DRUGS

[text]: We're bowling witha frozen turkey in the hallway...ur missing out

[text]: I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.

[text]: two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room.

[text]: I feel like captain Morgan put his peg leg up my ass

[text]: Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.

[text]: According to google history I spent most of last night trying to buy an elephant.

[text]: You were yelling at the cops across the street saying they were at the wrong party

[text]: I'm going to CVS to meet the Craigslist guy who is going to buy my underwear. If I don't text you within the next hour, plz assume that I have been abducted by a stranger with an underwear fetish.

[text]: What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?"

[text]: Also if i get drunk and start crying about the elephants you all have my permission to abandon me.

[text]: YOU IS KIND. YOU IS SMART. YOU IS IMPORTANT. YOU IS CLEANING YOUR OWN VOMIT.

[text]: Hey, it's not my fault that you had a shitty bed frame that couldn't handle the rough sex you're into.

[text]: I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.

[text]: I just wrote the Drag Queen from Saturday Night on FB and apologized for licking her. Weirdest thing I have ever typed...

[text]: You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it

[text]: I genuinely attribute some of my blowjob skills to playing saxophone in highschool

[text]: I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.

[text]: Woke up with an e-cig stuck in my asshole. Explain.

[text]: A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.

[text]: OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE

[text]: Come over. Bring cocaine. And my t shirt with the dolphin on it.

[text]: Your drunk naked friend is roaming the living room. Started roaming my room. Please come retrieve him

[text]: I do feel like I owe you an apology for trying to fuck your dad last night but in my defense everyone knows I shouldn't drink tequila.

[text]: I want my tombstone to read "making poor life decisions since 1993"

[text]: Called Apple, my penis pics are safe.

[text]: I just bought a bottle of lube for my car.

[text]: Kid got so high from the brownies he forgot his own name. Welcome to college.

[text]: I just remember lots of butts and something about ranch dressing.

[text]: When you licked the fourth stranger's cheek the bar tender pretty much ordered us to get you out.

[text]: Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.

[text]: i mean hes a break dancing puerto rican, how do you think the sex was?

[text]: That tampon felt like a stick in my vagina, I am never making a drunken tampon choice again. Friends don't let friends choose tampons drunk.

[text]: I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock

[text]: I have a terrible feeling that I made out with a fraternity last night

[text]: Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car

[text]: I know the wedding is going to be a good time, I don't have to wear a bra with my dress

[text]: Can you get snapchat back so I can show you all the places I threw up in/on last night?

[text]: Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.

[text]: I know you saw me get knocked out after I stepped on that rake why did you leave me there

[text]: She definitely peed in a bucket in their closet last night. We should warn them about that, right?

[text]: We fired a shoe out of a medieval cannon. I know not where we got either one.

[text]: So my booty call knows your bf. Apparently they were in jail together

[text]: That's a lot of judgement coming from a man wearing a dress made from a bedsheet.

[text]: I fell into a manhole last night, so there's that

[text]: Well.. If you trust a test that only costs a dollar, I'm not pregnant

[text]: Woke up in bushes at UT didn't know I was Austin last night

[text]: I wouldn't know what to do. You never really mentally prepare for a cactus getting thrown at your face.

[text]: Turns out the dorm toilet can't take a punch. Gonna be a long year without Mexican food.

[text]: I have an interview tomorrow and listed you as a reference. If they call you, please don't tell them about the time I smuggled a Chalupa out of Taco Bell in my underwear.

[text]: How do you get kicked out of 3 different Subways in one night..

[text]: Mom told me you snuck booze into a concert in a cheez its box...I have never been prouder to be related to you

[text]: I straight up told your dad I've slept with a majority of your family

[text]: You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.

[gryffincrewe-blog]

@fourleaf-beddingham

Clydeane had been honestly overjoyed when her name had escaped the Midnight Owl. Her good fortune just kept on going, and she was living for it. Even on the first day after, with her hangover strong, she was high on life. Days later, she was still pleased, a tad too smug for her own good. There was only one person who would deal with her when she was like this, and only one person she really wanted to prove herself to. With her crumbling copy of the Owl’s report, she marched over beside her best friend, stealing his drink and taking a sip of her. She grimaced, not expecting something so bitter. “That’s ghastly,” she muttered, before placing the mug back in front of him and smiling brightly. She pulled out her creased copy and handed it to him, a little proud. “I know you’ve probably seen this already, but I had to come gloat.”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

“Hey!” Clover called weakly as he found his coffee snatched away from him. He was trying to study for Charms, cramming in all he could before the test that was first thing tomorrow morning. He took the paper from her, and, glancing at it, immediately tossed it across the table. “I don’t read that shit, Cly. Give me my coffee.”

[fayetravers-blog]

“Nice to know that I still can capture your attention,” Faye retorted, a little flirt in her words. Though the pair hadn’t worked out, they were still friendly and occasionally that slipped into flirting, at least for Faye. Innocent, no-feelings-attached flirting.

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

“Nice to know that you’re still trying to.” he shot back, a smirk appearing on his face. He didn’t mind talking to her, or even a little flirting. The breakup had hurt a little, but it was more his pride than his heart. He wasn’t one for drama, especially of the post breakup variety.

[gryffincrewe-blog]

At his first words, Clydeane’s spirits deflated entirely altogether. “Whimsical is just Clover-speech for idiot,” she muttered under her breath, a little bit more than offended by his words. In all honesty, she knew who Clover thought of when he thought of people of whimsy–his parents. It hurt her to be compared to the people who walked out on her best friend. “Gross. You’re not my Daddy, ass.” There was a lightness in her voice with the words, an almost giggle.

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

Clo noticed a deflation in her manner, and it came to him as well. He tried not to put his foot in his mouth and to let the moment pass. “I’m sorry.” he said, outwardly for the whole daddy thing, but really for what he’d said before; it was something she’d understand. “And you’re right. No man could be. It’d be like... trying to stop a tsunami... with an umbrella.”  his voice was light, but he meant the metaphor, and he knew it was something that would please her.

[harrypotterhousequotes]

GRYFFINDOR: “I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I’ll go at it laughing.” -Herman Melville (Stubb: Moby Dick)

[teddy-lupining-blog]

“Whaaat?” Teddy asked, laughing ashe tried to catch the scrap paper. “You mean the ‘bab’ thing? But you are abab! Have you seen yourself?!”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

Clover gave him a good natured eye roll and a laugh. “Oh, yeah...I whisper ‘bab’ seductively to myself every time I look in the mirror. It’s only weird when you say it.”

[xamarathebeloved]

“The company is welcome. I’m not the biggest on relationships at the moment, but I agree, you can’t fault every part. Especially not the snogging.”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

Clover nodded and laughed. “It is hard for guys to be romantically creative, though. I once got so desperate I planned a super nice picnic on the roof. She liked it, though.” Okay, so, splitting a McFlurry with Clydeane on the roof of his grandma’s house wasn’t exactly a date, but Amara didn’t need to know that.

[misscalissaoread-deactivated201]

“So is that your approach, Mr. Beddingham? Humour?” It ended up coming out more accusatory than she meant it, and she didn’t even know where that harsh tone came from. “I mean,” Calissa’s tone became much lighter, trying to put him at ease after that awkward statement, “Like just to life, not in a bad way, of course.”

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

Clover was surprised, but not offended, at her change of tone. “Oh, yeah, definitely. I use humor to cover up basically all human emotion. It’s not too bad...I could use booze or something. At least this way my liver is safe.” he said with a laugh, shrugging.