I'm Falling Again

Fabian Prewett. 22. Gryffindor. Quidditch Referee. Order of the PhOENIX. Port KEY

[frewett]

mollywobblxs‌:

watching fabian effortlessly capture fragments of what her kids were saying put a smile to her face. not a lot of people could handle that many kids talking at them and it was entertaining seeing someone like her brother do it.

she smiled at fabian appreciatively. “i’m sure the boys’ll love it.” she always loved spending time with her brother. it seemed like she rarely ever got to see him anymore and so she took every opportunity to spend time with him.

Moments like these were rare, especially with everything going on around the wizarding community and what’s happening with Fabian personally. That’s why Fabian makes the most of them when they come. “All right you lot, which one of you wants a piggyback ride.” It’s the least he can do to help lighten Molly’s load. Why she keeps having children, Fabian would never know but it’s definitely not unwelcome in Fabian’s books.

[frewett]

mollywobblxs‌:

all of the weasley kids started giving fabian answers to the question at the same time. watching them all animatedly talk to their uncle made molly realize truly how much her life was controlled chaos was. she loved having kids, but when they started to outnumber her and arthur, that’s when it started to become chaotic.

“i promised these guys ice cream this week if they helped me clean the house,” she said. the only way she could get any help around the house was to bribe the kids and the only way she could keep them busy was to have them help.

Fabian tried his best to capture fragments from each kid’s anecdote. While he couldn’t possibly keep up with all of them, he caught on enough to chime in every now and then “Really now, William? That’s great, Charlie! And I’m sure you were brilliant, Percy.” Fabian was no father, and he would remain so for a long time if he has anything to say about it, but he was a damn good babysitter. He’s already gotten used to his nephews’ antics.

“Ah.” Fabian is quite familiar with the ol’ ice cream bribe technique. It’s been used a couple of times on Fabian and his brother before, and it had always proven itself to be quite effective. “I’ll walk you guys to the ice cream parlor then if you don’t mind.”

[frewett]

gidxonprxwxtt‌:

Gideon was ready for the days where he could travel far from everything he knew for work. Spend some time out the world he knew, but Xeno hadn’t quite gotten confident enough in his word to give him those bigger projects just yet. However, he was sure that one day he would get to move up in his organization at some point, he just had to keep working towards it. Gideon laughed a little and nodded his head. “Well, when I get my first assignment I’ll have to start researching things to do. Pretty sure if I don’t get ahead of it, I’ll get wrapped up in work.” It was easy for Gideon to get wrapped up in his writing, especially if he wasn’t paying attention. 

With the question, Gideon paused a moment before answering. “No, they don’t talk, but you could say they are the animal version of the seers. Their owners say that it’s hard to get close to them because they usually can see you coming, so you have to do something surprising.” He explained. 

While neither of their jobs were really ones that were dangerous, they held their elements that could be dangerous if paired with the wrong people. It was something that they had to keep an eye out for in the time being. He caught the look on his brother’s face and didn’t push anything else, knowing that they both knew what they meant. Another drink from his glass before he set it down and played the with the cup once more. There had always been a lot on Gideon’s mind, things he felt like he should tell his brother, but he was never able to. So, he did what he always did, which was talk about something else. 

“Have you seen Molly and the boys lately? I swear every time I see them, they are giving us a run for our money in the bothering Molly category.” He teased, nudging his brother a little. 

“Surprising as in something that they can’t see coming? Oh, so... they only use their ability to predict the future to avoid capture?” Given any other circumstances, Fabian would have thought that it was such a waste of ability. But given their current political climate, the older twin couldn’t think of a more perfect use of the ability. “Nifty trick then. Could come in handy for us eh?” Fabian mentioned that last bit in a hushed voice, almost speaking it directly to his mug.

“I haven’t actually. And if I’m honest, I’d say that we’ve lost that title for quite some time now.” Fabian has seen The Burrow at its worst with three young boys running around wreaking havoc. Now with twins of her own, Fabian and Gideon don’t even stand a chance. “We prepared her for this,” the grin in Fabian’s face was a mark of all the shenanigans they’ve put their sister through throughout the years. “We might see them soon though... She might be invited to the wedding too.” 

[frewett]

frcya-travcrs‌:

Freya liked her regular customers - the ones she’d already built a rapport with, who spilled secrets without even thinking about it - but she found that the most valuable information often came from those that visited more rarely, that were closed off and clearly had something to hide. Fabian Prewett was certainly one of those people… 

“Not true! I didn’t say it to Sturgeon over there,” she pointed towards the old man in the corner, a regular fixture who drank too much, was definitely racist, and appeared not to have taken a bath in years. “Can I get you anything to drink as well?” 

He looked over to the other man that the barkeep identified. Even if he was not one to judge by looks, Fabian thought that the man didn’t particularly look pleasant. “Well don’t let him catch you saying that,” he teased. Fabian talking to the woman was easy. No doubt due to all her dealings with customers day in and day out. 

The wizard looked back at the menu and thought it over. Something cold and refreshing would be nice but it was also too early for something stronger than juice. “Anything sweet?” he asked. “Without the alcohol?”

[frewett]

mollywobblxs‌:

       it was clear that the weasley children looked up to both of their uncles. there was certainly a bond there that molly had certainly hoped there would be and it put her over the moon. she loved her brothers and while they could piss her off sometimes, they were some of the best people in her life. “good,” bill said, in a general kid’s way of not saying too much when asked something.

       “hi, honey,” she said with a soft smile. she knew how her family felt about bringing all five of her kids out with just herself. but they were all cooped up and they needed to get out for a little bit. “yeah, the ministry seems to think he’s okay with working over time every day.”

Fabian ruffled the boy’s hair in response. He was never the most talkative one when he was a kid either. Especially when it comes to questions that didn’t have easy answers. He then turned to the other kids. “And how about you lot? How are you?”

“I’m not surprised,” was all he said. It was a topic that he didn’t dare expound on with children present. Still, it’s hard to complain about having work, especially these days. Thoughts of window shopping have already left his head. “Where are you guys off to?” he asked. “Looks like you can use a lending hand.”

[frewett]

gidxonprxwxtt‌:

When Fabian pointed at the picture, Gideon nodded his head before responding. “Yep, that’s him. Once you get passed some of the oddities that he has, you kind of realize how interesting he really is. You kind of get to see how he sees things.” Gideon would’ve been lying if he said he didn’t question Xeno when he first met him, however, work with someone long enough and you got used to who thy are. Sure, there were still moments when he could be a bit much, but you learned to move past them. “I’m honestly quite ready to travel a bit more for work. I think it would make the job a little more fun.” He commented. 

Gideon was good with creatures, he could figure out why, but he always had a way with them. Those smaller kind of classes always seemed to be a little easier for him. His brothers questions made him smile a bit before nodded his head. “Yeah, they can turn invisible. It’s kind of freaky, to see it just disappear in front of your eyes, but also really cool.” Gideon answered. “And they can tell the future, but they don’t do much with it, I don’t think…” He wasn’t able to dive into the future seeing aspect too much, so he was still a little unsure of it all. 

As his brother talked about his job, Gideon working on his drink, but made sure he was listening carefully. “Has the political involvement gotten bad or anything?” He asked. This war was seeping it’s way into everyone’s life, and everything around them. “Well, hopefully they can get you some work soon. Merlin knows we don’t need you getting into any trouble cause you’re bored.” Gideon teased, wanting to keep topics from getting too serious. 

"Well...” Fabian tilted his head, remembering his first time traveling for work. He had been excited until he realized that his schedule was so packed that he didn’t really have time to do anything else other than work. “As long as you find time to do things that you want to do then it should be fun. There’s hardly any difference if you just spend all day cooped up writing here or there.”

It was a tangent to their conversation but Fabian couldn’t let it go without clarifying more things about the demiguise. “So they’re like seers? They can talk?”

Fabian shook his head. “I wouldn’t say it was bad but... more vocal teams are taking their stances but you know how it is nowadays.” The threat of being punished or worse whenever you say something against the Death Eater hung in the air. Fabian didn’t feel the need to say it. “Well, it’s not like they can schedule a major game just so that I have work. And besides, I don’t know what you mean,” Fabian said before taking a sip from his mug, leaving only a few gulps left of the butterbeer. A corner of his lip was turned, just enough to make his tone slightly teasing but there was something in his eyes that asked Gideon to drop it.

[frewett]

emmlvance‌:

“What can be done? And whose around to help?” The Order had near enough disbanded and morale was at an all time low. And what more, Em missed her pals. It was nice to be united in a shared passion. “And who can be trusted anymore? Even those who were on our side might not be anymore. Traitors are rife at a time like this.”

“I will if you will.” She grinned, raising her eyebrow. She wasn’t sure why but the air changed slightly as Fabian answered her. Em wasn’t sure if she was imagining the slight disjoint in the conversation, but her analytical mind went racing. Her first assumption to anything shady these days was that they had something to hide; and these days it usually revolved around death eaters… She had to play it cool, besides she was probably being ridiculous. “Oh right. Work is going good then? Quidditch right? That must be a good way to get your mind off things. You know I haven’t played in years… My broomstick has cobwebs, I prefer to apparate these days.”

@frewett​

He took a step back. She was right, of course. Some days, it was impossible to believe that the Death Eaters haven’t completely won. It was becoming a struggle to hold on to the nice things in life. Which was probably why a lot of them are taking time off from their daily lives to attend the wedding. Fabian would like to believe that there were still people who would like to help. But with everything in chaos, he couldn’t be too sure. “Nevermind,” he mumbled, ready to let the subject go until she mentioned traitors. Fabian’s eyebrow quickly shot up. “Why? Do you know something?” Was there a traitor amongst their midst that Fabian didn’t hear about?

“Well...” Fabian mentally scolded himself. All Emmeline really had to do was check the papers and realize that there were no big games that happened recently. “It is but... There’s no new games upcoming this month, actually” he clarified, “Though I’ve been busy coaching for the community’s children’s quidditch team. Molly’s kids will visit once in a while too.” 

“You should come and visit then!” he offered. “Teach the kids some of your famous moves back in the day.”

[frewett]

littlemissmckinnon‌:

There was a growing list of things she needed to do and not a lot of time to do them. Sybill was getting married and as the maid of honor that meant she was running around in circles trying to get everything done that she could. Of course, each thing she handled was tackled with grace and a smile on her face, mostly due to her love for the woman who she called one of her best friends. Sybill and Caradoc were utterly deserving of this love and that meant she would do whatever it took to make this process smooth. Godric help anyone who stood in her way with this particular “mission”.

Today’s to-do list began with trying on her final maid of honor dress and despite her initial reservations, Sybill hadn’t put her in anything too out of her comfort zone. The woman was an angel that way. With parchment in hand, she was going down the list, ticking off what she’d accomplished before she stood in front of the shop, unaware of the person beside her until it was too late.

Marlene tensed and it wasn’t until she saw the person before her that she relaxed her now closed fist. “Ah, Fabian. I’m sorry, I’m not exactly focused on what’s in front of me today, just what’s in my hand.” An obvious step back as she spoke.

Fabian eased when he recognized who it was that popped up beside him. It was Marlene McKinnon, a few years his junior and fellow Order member. The wizard gave her a reserved smile. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. His eyes lowered to the paper she had in her hand. It looked like a weird place to end up grocery shopping. Unless she was shopping for the same thing as him.

He looked back at the suit at the display. Maybe it was time to move on to look for one that he can actually afford to buy or rent. But the emergence of his new companion piqued his interest. “You er... Shopping for clothes too?” he asked.

[frewett]

emmlvance‌:

“Things could be better, couldn’t they?” She gave Fabian a knowing look. Unless you were a death eater, things weren’t so great at the moment. “I’m feeling quite restless to be honest. I like to have things to do and at the moment I just feel like I’m sitting around and waiting for something to happen. Although I’m not sure if something will just happen.” 

“I heard. Hence why I’m looking at a dress costing a whole month’s wage.” She grinned playfully. “I’m not quite on the salary for this, I don’t know why I’m kidding myself. It’s nice to get out and have something positive to look forward to though, isn’t it. I’ve not quite felt like that since everything. How are you coping?”

@frewett​

Fabian sighed. Emmeline couldn’t have been closer to the truth. Times were tough and being okay was redefined. But beggars can’t be choosers and with how things are right now, they were all beggars settling for the bare minimum. The wizard took in what she said and took into consideration. He often felt the same and being in the Order, it feels like he’s given the chance to do something. But it always didn’t feel enough. He looked around at his surroundings, checking if someone can overhear. When he was satisfied, he looked at her and replied in a hushed tone, “So why not do something? Make something happen?”

He nodded. It made sense. Emmeline graduated the same time as the soon-to-be-wed couple. He looked back at the dress, “You can go in and see if they can rent it?” he offered. “Kept myself busy with work, mostly,” he answered without returning to look at her. It wasn’t a complete lie. But Fabian wasn’t about to say to Emmeline that he has been self-medicating just because she asked.

[frewett]

gldndearbxrn‌:

Where: Reception Who: Open

Bearing a smile that he thought he might never lose, Caradoc settled at the center of the table after the first dance. This was Sybill’s time to shine and he was fully content watching her do just that. In a sea of darkness, he was glad to have finally found something beautiful to hold onto. The glow would not last long, but at least he had tonight to celebrate. Twisting the new ring on his finger, he leaned back in the chair, watching the party mingle together as music played gently in the background. When he was joined, he grinned at the person beside him. “Hey, mate,” reaching for a glass of champagne, he lifted it, “to little moments of happiness, aye?”

Fabian lifted the glass he held in his hand.”To little moments of happiness,” he echoed. Fabian loved the ceremony. It was a lovely reprieve from the horrors they currently live amongst and a brilliant reminder that there were things left in life worth fighting for. He couldn’t be any happier for the couple. He brought the glass to his lips and took a sip of the smooth champagne. Given today’s events, Fabian opted to skip his usual self-medication. And he didn’t regret it one bit. Today’s emotions and the alcohol being served at reception were enough to keep the usual headaches at bay. “Got a destination for your honeymoon yet? Or is that a secret?”

[frewett]

gidxonprxwxtt‌:

Gideon laugh a bit before his head nodded and he smiled. “Actually, some of them are weirder. Xeno honestly had me a little freaked when I first met him, but you kind of get used to it. Learn to work with him.” Gideon had never really thought he would work for The Quibbler, or any publisher really, however, answering that add was a decision he was thankful for. It gave him a place to just be and have a little fun. At his brother’s question, Gideon paused a moment before letting his head nod back and forth. “Hm, potentially. Just depends on what the piece is going to be. But travelling might be fun, can’t say I’ve gotten out all that much.” 

A small nod of Gideon’s head to answer the question before drinking from his mug once more. “Page twenty-three. I worked with a few demiguise owners who let me interact with them and kind of learn more about them. It was a hard find, but the there is some truth in the fact that you never know who you’ll meet.” Gideon had traveled a good distance in order to meet with these owners, since they didn’t tend to stay close to populated areas apparently. Gideon was quiet for a moment before he spoke once more. “How is everything in the Quidditch world?” 

“Weirder,” Fabian reiterated as if the thought was unfathomable. “That must be saying something huh?” He flicked through the Quibbler and saw a picture of the editor. “Is that him?” he asked, showing his twin the picture. He definitely could understand what his brother meant. “Might do you some good, traveling,” he said. Fabian has done his fair share of traveling. Every now and then he’d be transferred to be the referee for a Quidditch Match happening somewhere else in the country and he’ll admit that a change of scenery helps sometimes.

Care for Magical Creatures wasn’t Fabian’s strongest class. In fact, he dropped the subject after two years but he remembered enough to recall what demiguise were. “Aren’t those things that turn invisible?” he asked as he flipped to look for his brother’s piece. “Can they really tell the future or is that just a load of bollocks?” Fabian found his brother’s article and automatically smiled when he saw his brother’s name printed in the byline. He took a mental note to find a way to read it later.

Fabian closed The Quibbler and cupped his hand on his mug once more, his elbows resting on the table. “Tense, but where isn’t? People are trying to keep it politics-free but Merlin knows that can’t be helped.” Fabian looked at him solemnly before taking a sip from his butterbeer. If they were going to delve into that topic, he might need something stronger. “But the show must go on so they say. No matches yet for the rest of this month though.”

[frewett]

mollywobblxs‌:

       going out with five kids, two of them newborns, was a feat in of itself. but when she spotted the all too familiar red hair sported by her brother, molly let out a sigh of relief. they hadn’t planned to go to diagon alley with each other, but it was always nice to know there was someone else there that she trusted o help.

       the weasley family was a bit further down the cobblestone sidewalk, but they tried to catch up with fabian as quickly as possible. she allowed bill to go ahead of them, as long as he made sure to keep in her line of sight, and he quickly caught up to his uncle. “hi, uncle fabian,” he said to the question fabian had asked. it was clear to bill that fabian hadn’t initially recognized him, but he was sure he would recognize his nephew quickly, as not a lot of people called him ‘uncle.’

Fabian heard the squeaky voice of his nephew and instantly smiled. Hands left the warmth of his pockets and he instantly wrapped the younger boy in a hug. Thoughts of window shopping were already forgotten. “Hey there, William!” From behind, he saw the rest of Bill’s siblings and their mother. “How have you been?” After a gentle squeeze, he released Bill and patted his shoulder. Keeping the young boy beside him, Fabian then greeted the other children. He waived at the children first and then smiled at her sister.

“Hey, Molly!” Her sister had her hands full with the five children. Even if she knew that her sister was more than capable of standing her ground alone in the house, Fabian worried about her and the children whenever they went out. But he won’t tell her that. Not in front of the children at least. “Arthur working today?”

[frewett]

frcya-travcrs‌:

Location: The Leaky Cauldron

Freya didn’t own the Leaky Cauldron, but whenever she was behind the counter, she presided over the tavern as if it were her domain. She supposed, in a way, her overachieving nature still won out - even here, at the bottom of the barrel, she was still on top… 

“Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite customer,” she drawled with an easy smile, the charm that always led to loose lips and coin purses on full display. “What can I get you?” 

Fabian had a killer migraine. Unfortunately, however, he’s out of his favourite potion which he knew would keep the headache away. That’s how he found himself eating out at The Leaky Cauldron. While Fabian mostly prepares his own food, he made an exception that night after his dealer told him to meet him in the pub to get his two-weeks worth of supply.

Despite himself, he managed to smile back. With his hand clutching his head, he looked up at the barkeep. “I’m sure you say that to all the customers,” he teased back. He knew that her comment was nothing but playful flattery since he rarely visited The Leaky Cauldron in the first place. It just so happened that his dealer chose the pub as their location for that week. But while he was there and waiting for his dealer, Fabian thought that he might as well eat. “I’ll have the er-” He squinted his eyes to look at the chalkboard that listed the pub’s menu.”Some bangers and mash, please.”

[frewett]

gidxonprxwxtt‌:

It was always nice when Gideon got the chance to meet up with Fabian. While most believed that they were always around each other, truth was, it hadn’t happened as much as he would’ve liked. However, with Fabian sitting across from him now, he wasn’t going to say anything about it. He was just going to be happy to spend the time with him. So when the question came towards him, Gideon smiled a bit and shrugged his shoulders before taking a drink from his mug. 

“You could say that,” He laughed, setting the mug back down in front of him. “But I’m telling you, it’s kind of great to watch everyone work on these pieces. Or to hear the stories about these weird creatures that they find. I mean, I’m till working with nifflers and easy creatures like that. Maybe one day I’ll be able to get weird creatures too.” Gideon continued, actually excited about the idea of moving up in his work. 

“Tell me,” he said before taking a sip from his own mug. “Are the people working there as weird as you?” Fabian continued with a smile on his lips. He couldn’t stop himself from making a quip. “Sounds like you’re right at home.” It was a genuine sentiment. Notwithstanding his own personal views about The Quibbler, Fabian was happy his brother found a job that he enjoys. “Won’t you have to travel a lot to be able to write about the weird creatures?”

He looked at the tabloid on the table. “Is that the new issue?” He reached out for the magazine and started flipping through the pages. Fabian was never interested in the publication until Gideon started working there. Even if he won’t go as far as buy each issue that comes out, he still made it into a habit to look over the articles whenever he sees one for sale. He loved seeing his brother’s name in the byline. “What’s your piece?” he asked, skipping through articles about describing creatures that always had names like the blabbering this or the wrinkle-snout that. 

[frewett]

emmlvance‌:

Em woke to hear good news today; the date of the wedding had finally been announced. She loved weddings- everyone was always in the best of spirits, drinking and being jolly. This wedding was also a little glimpse of light in their currently dark circumstances. It was nice to have a reason to be cheerful for once. When fate threw her a bone, she’d take it; deciding to keep up this positive feeling Em decided she should go dress shopping. Although, she didn’t exactly need a new dress… maybe she’d just stick to window shopping. Within moments of arriving in Diagon Alley, Em saw something sparkle in one of the windows. A gorgeous light blue dress called her name and she made her way over to have a closer look at it… as she did though, someone spoke out to her.

“Oh sorry.” taking a moment to try and figure out which brother it was. She could tell by the set in his facial expressions that it was… “Fabian? Sorry I didn’t see you there. Apparently I was too caught up in enamouring this dress to respect personal space… Looks like we’ve both got somewhere nice to go if we’re both staring at these ridiculously priced outfits.”

@frewett​

Fabian turned to see a familiar face. Emmeline greeted him and he smiled in return. “Hey, Emmeline,” he nodded in acknowledgment. “Don’t worry about it. It’s nice to see you!” While his smile was genuine, Fabian kept his hands in his pockets. He was never really the hugging type. “How have you been?”

Fabian looked back at the suit he was admiring. He still hasn’t seen its price but judging from the store itself, he knew that Emmeline was probably correct. He will have better luck finding cheaper suits in the outskirts of Diagon Alley. if he was lucky, they’d even allow him to simply rent it.  “I have a... a wedding to go to.” Chances are Emmeline would also be invited. “Dearborn and Trelawney’s,” he clarified, just in case she didn’t know whose wedding it was.

[frewett]

gidxonprxwxtt‌:

Location: The Three Broomsticks

Who: Gideon Prewett & Open

The newest edition of The Quibbler had come out, and Gideon already got a copy in his hand. Some accused him of buying copies just because he worked there, but truth was, he liked the articles they printed. He liked that they talked about things outside of the war and actually had some entertaining pieces in it. Luckily for him, his piece made it into this edition and reading his own writing gave him something that he could be proud about. He never thought he’d be a writer, but it was actually a nice distraction from everything. 

As someone sat down next to him, he looked up and smiled a bit. “You know, people give The Quibbler a lot of crap about being nonsense, but if you could see the amount of work that gets put into it, you’d realizing that a lot of these odd facts are actually researched very well.” 

At first, Fabian thought that it was odd that Gideon wanted to meet in The Three Broomsticks out of all places but now that they were there, the older twin had to admit that being back in Hogsmeade felt nice. Nostalgic. The village beside Hogwarts had always felt so far away from the rest of the wizarding world. While it was far from being completely shielded from the horrors of the current times, it was nice to pretend that it was. Even for a while.

Fabian sat across him with two mugs of butterbeer in hand, one of which, he placed in front of his brother. “Are you sure you’re not just saying that because you’re biased?” he teased. While banter was the norm between the two of them, Fabian tries his best to never make Gideon feel bad about the choices in life that he makes. Especially if it makes him happy.

[frewett]

where: Diagon Alley when: March 25, 1979 who: Fabian and Anyone  

Nowadays, Fabian hated walking out of his flat, especially when it’s unnecessary. As much as possible, Fabian only ever goes out either to go to work, purchase weekly provisions (a certain potion included), or see through a task for the Order. Going out for any other reason seemed was pure folly. But for the day, Fabian had to make an exception. A certain wedding was set to occur soon and he needed a suit. Fabian tend to pack light and he never saw the need to own fancy suits since he rarely went to occasions that called for one in the first place. Even the suit he wore to his sister’s wedding was rented. 

That’s how he found himself window-shopping in Diagon Alley. With his chin mostly tucked and his eyes glued to the cobblestone floor, Fabian strolled along the stores and only looked up to check the windows of haberdasheries and other clothing stores. The wizard stopped in front of a window of a rather fancy store and looked at the mannequin donning a nice suit in its display. He was sure that it was out of his budget but he let himself admire it nonetheless. While he checked for any visible price tags on display, someone’s reflection appeared on the glass. Someone was standing behind him although Fabian couldn’t figure who it was just yet. “Can I help you?” he asked, as he turned towards the stranger.