'Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure'

Marco Bodt, 16 years old, House Ravenclaw. Intelligent, quirky and loyal, Marco might come across as everyone's best friend but don't mistake his kindness for foolishness. [Closed RP blog for Marco Bodt of Shingeki no Kyojin, associated with the shingekinohogwarts roleplay group]

[mawopi]

little jeanmarcos

[frecklesandmagic]

Le château de formanoir

Chucking his rucksack onto the top bunk of the bed on the right hand side of the wooden cabin he'd been shown to and Marco looked round, not that there was much to see. A set of draws with a mirror on the wall above it and that was about it. There was a picture hung on the wall opposite the door, a watercolour of the view over the lake they were next to and apart from that the walls were bare wood.

Not that he minded. ten year old Marco Bodt had been shipped off to camp in the French countryside for the summer as his parents had a big conference to attend where all the different Ministries were going to be there too for a couple of months and he was just glad he hadn't been stuck somewhere on his own all day in the city.

This was much better! He got to have fun outdoors all day swimming, climbing trees, playing games and best of all he got to hang about with other kids his age for a change. He'd been home-schooled till now seeing as he mere and pere hadn't wanted him going to a primary school with Muggles and he wouldn't be starting at Beauxbatons till September.That he was so excited about and he really hoped he'd make some friends this summer who'd be going there too. 

He was smiling to himself and about to go out and explore more when the door opened and another boy came in, presumably the one taking the bottom bunk.

"Salut! Je m'apelle Marco!" He looked at the other expectantly, his first friend here!

[avorychii]

Chibi Marco done <3

[frecklesandmagic]

"Hey, Marco?" Rune began as she slid into an empty seat next to him. Libraries were a perfect excuse for whispered conversations. "What do you look for in a potential lover?" And might as well be blunt, because she didn't want to spend ten to thirty hours fixing up a misunderstanding.

He’d been surprised at her approaching him, then curious to see what she wanted that warranted whispering in corners. When Rune asked her question though…

"Rune!" he hissed, instantly his cheeks felt heated and shook his head as he drew in a breath. "Why? Why would you want to know something like that?! I dunno, I haven’t really thought about it!"

He hoped she was just being obnoxious and wouldn’t press him more.

[frecklesandmagic]

"Ship me?! People are shipping me?!” Marco had to stop himself, eyes going wide and darting about to see if anyone was looking their way seeing as he’d raised his voice a bit. A couple of girls were sniggering behind their hands and he groaned.

"Wait though," he realised her last words and frowned, "snap? Who’m I meant to have snapped at? I don’t remember that?"

[runeayers-deactivated20230307]

"Yes, they are." Rune, as always, was blunt. "And you haven’t snapped. Yet. But boy, I wouldn’t be surprised if you did and just… I don’t know. Go all Carrie on people. Or just faint and fret yourself into bad health. One of the two." She shrugged. "So, I figure, put a little info into the mill, let it churn, and then people’s perspective shifts to someone else. People like the unknown and the possible far more than the known."

[frecklesandmagic]

"Right." Marco narrowed his eyes and huffed. "I see, so you want some jucy info for yourself to tell people about me and you think I’m just about to start telling you that kind of thing? Ha! What kind of idiot d’you think I am?!"

He sighed and picked his quill back up, looking down at his half-finished essay. “I don’t wanna talk to you about who I do or don’t like in that way just to stop people spreading things that aren’t true.”

[jeanlubipieguski]

Colored that Marco sketch from today! ;w;

[frecklesandmagic]

"Hey, Marco?" Rune began as she slid into an empty seat next to him. Libraries were a perfect excuse for whispered conversations. "What do you look for in a potential lover?" And might as well be blunt, because she didn't want to spend ten to thirty hours fixing up a misunderstanding.

He’d been surprised at her approaching him, then curious to see what she wanted that warranted whispering in corners. When Rune asked her question though…

"Rune!" he hissed, instantly his cheeks felt heated and shook his head as he drew in a breath. "Why? Why would you want to know something like that?! I dunno, I haven’t really thought about it!"

He hoped she was just being obnoxious and wouldn’t press him more.

[frecklesandmagic]

"Well, what’s it sayin’ now? I haven’t heard anything." He crossed his arms, face still red and now there was a cold hard lump forming in his stomach, dread of just what was being said about him this time.

"I’m not with anyone, so whatever people are saying isn’t true. Why can’t they talk about someone else for a change? I’m boring!"

[runeayers-deactivated20230307]

She gave him a droll look. “Okay, Marco. Would you really tell someone ‘Hey, I ship you with insert-name-here’? Or around someone?” ”Basically, Marco, you’re being shipped with… probably more than half of the school.” Not… much of a lie, actually. “And they’re talking about you because you’re hot, you’re likable, and people think you’re too nice to snap for some inane reason. I’m trying to help.”

[frecklesandmagic]

"Ship me?! People are shipping me?!" Marco had to stop himself, eyes going wide and darting about to see if anyone was looking their way seeing as he'd raised his voice a bit. A couple of girls were sniggering behind their hands and he groaned.

"Wait though," he realised her last words and frowned, "snap? Who'm I meant to have snapped at? I don't remember that?"

[frecklesandmagic]

"Hey, Marco?" Rune began as she slid into an empty seat next to him. Libraries were a perfect excuse for whispered conversations. "What do you look for in a potential lover?" And might as well be blunt, because she didn't want to spend ten to thirty hours fixing up a misunderstanding.

He’d been surprised at her approaching him, then curious to see what she wanted that warranted whispering in corners. When Rune asked her question though…

"Rune!" he hissed, instantly his cheeks felt heated and shook his head as he drew in a breath. "Why? Why would you want to know something like that?! I dunno, I haven’t really thought about it!"

He hoped she was just being obnoxious and wouldn’t press him more.

[runeayers-deactivated20230307]

"So, you’re not interested in anyone?" she asked. She was pressing slightly, but she had a lie made up already. "Look, I’m asking because the rumor mill is at it, again, and I’m trying to do some damage control because it gets really out of control and actually hurts someone. Badly. It’s a lot easier with information.”

[frecklesandmagic]

"Well, what's it sayin' now? I haven't heard anything." He crossed his arms, face still red and now there was a cold hard lump forming in his stomach, dread of just what was being said about him this time.

"I'm not with anyone, so whatever people are saying isn't true. Why can't they talk about someone else for a change? I'm boring!"

[frecklesandmagic]

"Hey, Marco?" Rune began as she slid into an empty seat next to him. Libraries were a perfect excuse for whispered conversations. "What do you look for in a potential lover?" And might as well be blunt, because she didn't want to spend ten to thirty hours fixing up a misunderstanding.

He'd been surprised at her approaching him, then curious to see what she wanted that warranted whispering in corners. When Rune asked her question though...

"Rune!" he hissed, instantly his cheeks felt heated and shook his head as he drew in a breath. "Why? Why would you want to know something like that?! I dunno, I haven't really thought about it!"

He hoped she was just being obnoxious and wouldn't press him more.

[frecklesandmagic]

'That freckled kid with an accent'

His cheeks burned. Not just slightly, really REALLY burned. And worst of all he knew everyone could see it too. Simply because he was right at that moment stood in front of the whole damn school in The Great Hall of Hogwarts, stood in line for the sorting hat to see which house he was going to be placed in.

Not something to be so embarrassed about you'd think? Everyone staring at him right now had to go through it themselves, right?

Sure. The only difference was that they all did it at eleven years old. Just like all of the little sprogs before and behind him in the line. Which was exactly why at thirteen years old, having moved to London only a couple of weeks before the start of school from Antwerp where he was from he stood out like a sore thumb towering over them.

He just hoped like crazy that he'd make some friends sharpish so that he could melt in and not have to be 'that new kid with the weird accent' for too long.

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x : artwork

[x] : playlist

[harrypotterhousequotes]

[frecklesandmagic]

 Marco was much slower to respond, taking his hands away only slowly and still looking down at them in his lap, unable to meet the blond’s eyes.

"Well…" he began in a really quiet voice, "like I said. I just feel jealous and stuff recently. And I wondered if you’d understand, because," he shrugged, voice going even quieter and blinking, his emotions ready to get the better of him, "well I though you might get that too sometimes. It’s stupid. I know. And I shouldn’t get that way…but I do. And it’s causing arguments that I can’t explain properly."

[arminravenclaw-blog]

Armin moved over so he could sit by his fellow Ravenclaw a bit more closely. He figured discreetness was meant for a conversation like this. He was still feeling a bit flushed and embarrassed by everything, but his concern over Marco was starting to take over. He seemed really upset. He sat down, hugging his knees to his chest and looking into those chocolate-brown eyes. “I…I still don’t really understand what you mean…what do you get jealous about?…what arguments? Are you talking about something in particular?…” He inquired further, using a soft voice to try and not sound convicting.

[frecklesandmagic]

Normally able to talk to anyone about their problems, it was quite different now that he was trying to sort his own out. Marco fiddled with his fingers, picking nervously at a hang-nail and biting his lip. He knew his cheeks were still red and if he wasn't careful he'd be crying. He really didn't want that but he started this and maybe if he could force himself to speak it might help at last to have a friend to talk to.

It was just getting it out in the first place that was the difficult part.

"It's like...I try really hard you know," he spoke to his knees, "to be a good friend. Listen. Be there. And as soon as someone or something more interesting comes along, I don't matter. And I get mad. And jealous. And it's stupid..." He wasn't being specific and likely not making much sense. This was as much as he could manage for now though.

[arminravenclaw-blog]

[arminravenclaw-blog]

"Eh?!" Armin watched as Marco buried his face away from him and muttered something. "Marco!? I…what did you mean!?" Armin followed the other boys lead and buried his face in his hands to hide the intense blush on his face. "What what what what…" He muttered over and over again. 

"You can’t just say something like that and not explain!" Armin peeked through his fingers. Marco really didn’t expect to say that and get away with it?

[frecklesandmagic]

He wasn’t looking up any time soon. In fact he felt a little sick now it came to it. 

What had he expected? That Armin would understand? Why?! What a stupid notion!

"It’s alright, forget I opened my mouth. You heard nothing and we don’t have to speak again for a while." 

[arminravenclaw-blog]

"Wait! Marco…" Armin took his hands away from his face, sighing in frustration but only to place them over his eyes and rub them for the same reason. He ran a hand through his hair and let out a breath. "Marco, please I didn’t…I was just really surprised that you said that…Please…j-just explain yourself…Maybe I can…I don’t know. But you can talk to me about it if you want?" Armin tried to assure, pushing away his own embarrassment. Marco seemed a lot more upset now, and he didn’t want to think he wasn’t someone he could talk to or someone who wouldn’t understand.

[frecklesandmagic]

 Marco was much slower to respond, taking his hands away only slowly and still looking down at them in his lap, unable to meet the blond's eyes.

"Well..." he began in a really quiet voice, "like I said. I just feel jealous and stuff recently. And I wondered if you'd understand, because," he shrugged, voice going even quieter and blinking, his emotions ready to get the better of him, "well I though you might get that too sometimes. It's stupid. I know. And I shouldn't get that way...but I do. And it's causing arguments that I can't explain properly."

[harrypotterhousequotes]

[arminravenclaw-blog]

"W-what!? What did you say…?" Armin could feel his face burn red.

[frecklesandmagic]

"Nothing! I said nothing!" Marco buried his face in his hands and felt the burn there. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid…

"Kill me now," came his muffled voice.

[arminravenclaw-blog]

"Eh?!" Armin watched as Marco buried his face away from him and muttered something. "Marco!? I…what did you mean!?" Armin followed the other boys lead and buried his face in his hands to hide the intense blush on his face. "What what what what…" He muttered over and over again. 

"You can’t just say something like that and not explain!" Armin peeked through his fingers. Marco really didn’t expect to say that and get away with it?

[frecklesandmagic]

He wasn't looking up any time soon. In fact he felt a little sick now it came to it. 

What had he expected? That Armin would understand? Why?! What a stupid notion!

"It's alright, forget I opened my mouth. You heard nothing and we don't have to speak again for a while." 

[frecklesandmagic]

Planning a day out

[frecklesandmagic]

"But like we have water?" he asked. He wasn’t ignorant to some things, but almost everything that he knew of ran off magic of some kind, "and a key? What’s an ignition?" All of this was going over his head right now without any context, he wondered if he wasn’t better off just taking muggle studies instead of divination. Seemed like it would have been more useful!

"What’s it like where you live?" he asked instead of more confusing questions and looked across at Sasha. Marco’d only lived in cities really and even though his grandmere lived in a smaller town and he’d visited and stayed with here a fair bit, it was still pretty built up seeing as Belgium was such a small country. 

[huntressofgryffindor-deactivate]

"If I ever go back to the muggle world, I’ll take you with me and show you a car and how it works," she smiled at him, letting out a soft giggle. She could tell he was confused and trying to process everything, but she’d try to explain things to him later. She was more focused on the new question he had given her.

Her smile fell slightly remembering her home, but she decided to try to hide it by looking at him and smiling brightly again. “Well, you see, I lived in a rural area near the England- Scotland border. It was a cute little town, but I lived on the edge of town because my father owned a farm. Raised livestock and grew potatoes. I mean, that’s mostly what I saw anyway, besides the forest. I didn’t go into town often because I had to work on the farm since I was young due to my mother’s death.”

[frecklesandmagic]

"I've seen a car! I've seen lots! Just dunno how they work is all." Marco huffed for a moment and then just smiled again, "but sure, that sounds cool. I'd like that."

He was watching her when he saw the change in expression so immediately kicked himself internally for it. He knew he asked too many personal questions sometimes and now he'd done it again. Idiot. So instead of doing or saying something that might make it worse he was intuitive enough to listen and think before he spoke.

"I'm so sorry Sasha, I didn't mean to pry, but still sounds nice! I mean, the being in the countryside part and the animals." Must have been nicer than being left alone all the time where he couldn't go out so much unless his friends were about seeing as the city wasn't so safe for an underage wizard.

[arminravenclaw-blog]

"W-what!? What did you say…?" Armin could feel his face burn red.

[frecklesandmagic]

"Nothing! I said nothing!" Marco buried his face in his hands and felt the burn there. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid...

"Kill me now," came his muffled voice.