Gabrielle Nott

[gabrielle-in-notts]

stefanxxnott‌:

“I am okay.” he said, concern evident on his features as his eyes fell on her. “What about you?” She didn’t seem too well, and she was right, he had been rather busy but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t have time for her. “Did you eat?” he asked her, it was a something he had gotten used to asking her whenever he couldn’t have meals with her. “Brie, it’s not your job to take care of people, okay? There are enough healers and nurses down at the hospital doing their jobs. Your job is to keep yourself safe, you understand?” He sighed a little when the other began to worry about him, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. “I am fine, and so are you. You shouldn’t be worrying about anything else, Brie.”

“I wasn’t there, Stefan. I’m perfectly well.” She said with a confused look, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. And then came his question about her eating. It made her cringe visibly, like the question pained her. It was a reminder that, no, she hadn’t eaten, but that she had to lie to her brother about it because he worried. “Yes,” She looked away, ashamed of his question and her answer. It made her feel small and not in a good way. “I just wanted to cheer people up and make sure my friends and you and Sebastian were okay.” The witch tried to explain. It gave her something to focus on other than the guilt of what had happened and how useless she felt. Still, when her brother hugged her, she squeezed him back tightly, but tried to keep in a big breath and make herself feel bigger to him. At least her layered clothing added a bit of thickness. “I am glad we’re okay, but I want everyone to be okay, Stefan.”

[nott-sebastian]

@finestra-starters​

“What is it that you want now?” Seb asked with an exasperated sigh. He was already overwhelmed with prefect duties, making sure Saf was recovering, as well as his family duties related to the betrothal. His patience level was teetering on empty, but as a prefect, he was obligated to be of service.

[gabrielle-in-notts]

Gabrielle faltered at her cousin’s reaction to her presence, eyes growing wide and smile dropping. It wouldn’t be a surprise if she started to cry before she was able to excuse herself and hide away. “I was just-” The younger witch tried, but her lip trembled and she cast her glance to the floor, pushing the tin of cookies out to him. She’d wanted to check on him after everything had happened, and thought that with everything he was probably going through, being betrothed, that she’d bring him some sweets. “Sorry, Sebastian, I’ll go.”

[gabrielle-in-notts]

idaisyhooks‌:

“Maybe,” she said quietly, thinking about all the sweets she’d been making and how it certainly wasn’t helping her if she wasn’t getting any sleep. It certainly didn’t help that she hadn’t been able to rest since the attack. “I think I’ll be okay. It could’ve been worse for me…” Daisy trailed off, realizing how lucky she’d been considering she was a muggleborn. “But…Maybe it’s okay to not be okay for now, but…I think I’ll eventually be okay. Are you okay?”

Gabrielle listened to the girl and felt a little unsure of what to say. She knew the danger for people that weren’t purebloods like she was, and while she didn’t agree with purist ideology, she didn’t fight it either, because that would mean disappointing her family. Still, the girl in front of her seemed upset, and rightfully so. The brunette put her hand on the other’s arm and gave her a light squeeze. “It’s okay to not be okay.” She agreed, then looked down guiltily. “I wasn’t there for the attack, I-I-” But the girl that didn’t shut up felt silent, because she didn’t wish she’d been there, of course, but she felt badly that she wasn’t and that she hadn’t been able to help anyone, “I’m just worried for my friends.”

[stefanxxnott]

Going over to the Hufflepuff common room when half the house was back in the hospital wing didn’t seem like the best of ideas and so when Stefan had seen his sister visit her friends, he has asked her to come over to visit him in his dorm room later on. And she was on time as usual, he had just finished up his Alchemy reading when he heard a knock at the door. “Come in, Brie.” he called as he set his books aside and turned to look at her with a smile on his lips. @gabrielle-in-notts​ 

[gabrielle-in-notts]

Gabrielle opened the door when her brother called out. Her own lips turned up at the corners in a sad smile, but she was trying. “How-how are you?” She asked softly as she stepped into the room, holding out a tin of cookies for him. “I know you’ve been busy with healing people in the Hospital Wing and I’m sure there’s been a lot to do being Head Boy.” The younger Nott babbled, but her own features were sunken from fatigue and hunger, skin pale and cold. She had multiple layers on, which hid much of her thinness. “Is there anything I can do to-to help you? Or-or anyone? I feel kind of useless and I wasn’t there...I feel bad that I wasn’t there to-to help people. What if something really bad had happened to you, Stefan?”

[daisyhooks]

{ @finestra-starters​ }

Daisy hadn’t gotten much sleep. If she wasn’t baking sweets to get her mind off everything, she was handing out said sweets and checking on people. It was the only thing she could do to not spiral and start crying about everything that had happened. But then she finally sat down and the tears she thought would come just…didn’t. She glanced at someone nearby for a moment, before sighing and allowing herself to stare off into space. “Is it possible I’m just not processing it? I thought I’d be more upset when I stopped baking and just…sat still for a moment.”

[gabrielle-in-notts]

Gabrielle had noticed the blonde sitting, looking a bit far off. After everything that had happened, she could understand why. She’d been having trouble processing it all herself, consumed in buying gifts for those in the hospital and baking in the come and go room. Quietly, she sat down beside her as the other began to talk. “You probably wore yourself out.” She said, “I do that sometimes when I’m upset, I bake or shop or do something that I can put all of my focus into until I am exhausted, or someone stops me.” Not that most people bothered to stop her, except her brother and a few others. “Are you okay?”

[hugglesxxhugo]

“No, I am okay now.” Hugo promised, a smile on his lips despite the pain in his body. He took another chocolate frog from the pile of sweets near his bed which his friends had brought him. “Madam Pomfrey says I need to stay another day though.” 

[gabrielle-in-notts]

“Are you sure?” Gabrielle asked, wringing her hands nervously together. “Is there anything else I can do to help?” Besides the gifts of candy and baked goods she’d brought for him and some others in the hospital wing and a stuffed dragon that she was convinced would keep him company. “Like, I could bring your cat some tuna juice.”

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[gabrielle-in-notts]

The news of the Halloween Ball was a much needed distraction for Gabrielle. With the stress from her betrothal, along with the normal stresses of the Hufflepuff’s life, she needed something happy to focus on. “I’m excited to pick out my mask.” She gushed, beaming widely at the idea. The whole idea of a masquerade was extremely romantic to Brie, who had read about many of them in the romance novels that were almost always on her person. “I’m not sure if I should do a lace mask, or pick a costume and then find a mask to complete it. What are you going to go as?”

[gabrielle-in-notts]

stefanxxnott‌:

A small sigh left his lips. “It is always a good idea to study what you want to study, Brie.” he shrugged his shoulders. As much as he did not like it, she was right about what she said but he wished she would give herself the choice to do as she pleased. She simply did as was asked by her mother and Stefan didn’t like that she didn’t seem to even try to fight for what she wanted. Perhaps that was safer for her, but he didn’t like that she did things which made her unhappy. “If you are decided on that, you could pick it up as a minor? You don’t have to give it up completely.” he suggested with a small smile. 

“I want to study herbology.” She said softly, and it was true, but she also wanted to study Magical Creatures. Charms, while she had always done well at it, wasn’t something she felt passionate about. All the same, she didn’t want to upset her brother by making him think she was missing out on something she wanted. “Plus, I still have the club that I attend, and I go out and feed the creatures.” Upsetting her mother was not something Gabrielle wanted to do. However, because her mother and Stefan had different approaches to what they both thought was best for her, what her mother wanted was not often what Stefan wanted. Though, all Brie wanted was to make both of them happy. And maybe to have a love story like in her books.The eighth year focused on mixing the cookie dough instead of worrying about that, though. “Will you hand me the chocolate chips? I’ll use extra for you.”

[gabrielle-in-notts]

mulciverish‌:

Vale had decided to skip breakfast for another hour of laying in bed doing nothing. He had barely had any sleep due to roaming the grounds at night. Insomnia was quickly becoming his friend, but he knew that was all due to the stress of having to expect almost daily news and threats from his father. So if skipping breakfast meant skipping the daily post then he was fine with that. Watching the hour go by he waited until the very last minute to get ready, and as he was walking out of the common room he ran into none other than the youngest Nott. It wasn’t uncommon to see her roaming the dungeons and the Slytherin common room but this time it was different. This time she seemed really upset and he couldn’t help but look around to see who she was talking to. “What?” He mumbled out when it became obvious she was talking to him. “A letter about what? Did someone die?” That was the best thing his mind could conjure up to explain why she seems so distraught. Placing his hands on her shoulders he gave the most concerned look he could muster. “Hey it’s o-… I’m actually not really good at this. Do you want me to get Stefan?”

Gabrielle’s heart sank as the boy seemed clueless to what she was talking about.Had his parents not told him either? Then, her chest tightened uncomfortably, like it was caving in on her heart and lungs, trying to suffocate her. The brunette struggled for breath as her slender fingers gripped the prophet tighter, the trembling in them threatening to break her grasp on the announcement. She held it out for him to read, but the positioning was awkward as his hands moved to her shoulders and that alone held her up as her knees buckled beneath her, but couldn’t wait for him to read the announcement it before the words came tumbling out from her lips. “No-no one died. It’s our-our betrothal, Vale.” She thought she might be sick as those words came out, but thankfully she had nothing in her stomach. “You and I, we’re-we’re engaged. I’m so sorry. I thought that you knew, but-” She couldn’t finish the thought before she began to cry like a small child. “I-I know you’re a-a great match, I just, I-I didn’t know. You-you didn’t know. I’m s-so-so sorry.”

[gabrielle-in-notts]

The last week had been a rough one for Gabrielle. She’d gotten an Acceptable on one of her paper’s, her mother had sent her a particularly critical owl, while helping prepare the Mandrakes for the second years, her favorite sweater had gotten ripped apart by an especially angry one and given a few other students a glimpse of her bra, and she’d found out about her betrothal from an announcement in The Daily Prophet. The brunette was lost in her thoughts as she walked down the corridor, chewing at her bottom lip. Her hands curled in the sleeves of her long-sleeve shirt which hung off her body, though it hadn’t at the end of the last school year. A draft blew in from the window arches of the corridor and the girl shivered, looking out in that direction. To her surprise, none other than James Potter was sitting there. He saw her look at him and she blushed. “Oh, um, James.” She mumbled quietly, looking down at the floor, embarrassed. “Hi,” Her eyes fluttered back up to his, the feelings of insecurity she’d felt over the summer when he hadn’t written her clutching her stomach tightly. “How are you?”

@prxngz

[gabrielle-in-notts]

Gabrielle made her normal appearance at breakfast that morning. While she didn’t eat, she did cut up some food on her plate and hold up the charade of cutting up her food and lifting it to her mouth before talking. It wasn’t something she always did, but when other’s were around her, she let them see what they expected to see. No one seemed the wiser. Once her careful deceit was done, the post arrived and the girl got her copy of The Daily Prophet. It was usual for Gabrielle to look through the paper, but her favorite part was the announcements, because it was always happy. People would announce births, promotions, weddings, birthdays, achievements, graduations, and engagements. The latter of those was what drained her face of color that morning. Her hands trembled as she saw the beautiful script font Congratulations to Valerius Mulciber and Gabrielle Nott on their Engagement. Abruptly, she stood up from her spot at the Hufflepuff table and rushed out of the Great Hall, paper clutched in her grasp.

Her feet carried her to the Dungeons, towards the Slytherin Common Room in search of Stefan. Certainly, this was a mistake. Her mother wouldn’t announce her engagement without telling her first. But before she could get to the entrance of the snake pit, her eyes fell on Vale. The brunette nearly crumpled to the floor right there in the middle of the corridor. Thankfully, her legs managed to hold her up. “I didn’t know.” She whispered, her voice apologetic and teetering on hysterical. It was like she was explaining herself to him, though they both knew the other didn’t have any say in the matter. “They didn’t even send me a letter.”

@mulciverish

[finestra-secrets]

Stoyan really seems to have a thing for all the Nott's.

We can’t blame him now, can we? Have you seen how attractive the Notts are? Imagine being new to school and being bombarded with all those pretty faces. There’s only so much self-restraint the guy can show. 

@stoyankrum @stefanxxnott @nott-sebastian @gabrielle-in-notts 

[puermedioblack]

gabrielle-in-notts‌:

Gabrielle looked away, embarrassed by her own confession. “It doesn’t matter anyway.” She said softly, shaking her head. “I should be going, I need to get to my dorm and get my herbology book.”

“I-” Andromeda sighed, shaking her head. “I’ll see you around,” She replied softly, leaving the the younger girl.

[gabrielle-in-notts]

mulciverish‌:

Oh that had been a bad idea. Of all stupid lies to choose from he had to go with the one about the dog. “He’s more of a stray dog… a doberman, I think. Haven’t named him yet.” He replied, too quickly to give her a chance to ask more questions. “And maybe one day, after getting your cookies, of course.” He used to always wonder why she had such an affinity for baking cookies, but once he had a taste he stopped caring about wanting to find the reason why. “I actually don’t mind your brother, I just think he’s too intense.” The way her cheeks darkened made him smirk again. Sometimes it was just too simple. “Two, really? Didn’t expect you to be an overachiever.” 

Gabrielle smiled at the thought of the older boy feeding a stray dog. It made her heart feel warm and fuzzy at the idea of him having a soft spot for an unfortunate animal. “Of course, I’ll make you cookies and maybe I can find a recipe for dog treats, so he can have his own.” She agreed, fixated on the idea of the dog and how hungry it must have been to have stolen Vale’s cookies, or have looked unfortunate enough for the boy to give them up. “Stefan wants to be the best he can be. And make sure that the people he cares about are as well, not to mention he wants to make us safe and happy. He takes on a lot of responsibilities for others.” She tried to explain, it was part of what she loved about her bother. The girl looked down, clearly embarrassed y his teasing and shrugged, “I want to learn all that I can learn while I’m still here.”

[gabrielle-in-notts]

nott-sebastian‌:

Sebastian returned the embrace and stepped back to get a good look at his younger cousin. “I don’t know. I mean, you’ve grown so much. I might not have recognized you,” he responded with a cheeky grin. “Oh, I’m doing as well as I can with father still breathing down my neck about engagements and the sort. I wonder if he’ll send the Death Eaters after me next if I don’t comply soon.” It was a joke to him, but the Notts did have a reputation to uphold. It wouldn’t surprise him if his father took it to that extreme.

Gabrielle rolled her eyes at her cousin, shaking her head, though she was clearly embarrassed. “I haven’t grown so much as an inch in almost four years, Sebastian.” The girl crossed her arms over her chest, pouting slightly, but she wasn’t truly upset. His words tugged at the corners of her lips, leaving her to frown and then shift uncomfortably. Talk of betrothals was bad enough, but the mention of Death Eaters sent an unpleasant shiver down her spine. She lowered her voice to a soft whisper, giving him a look of concern. “Certainly he wouldn’t really do that?” She questioned, clearly nervous. “My mother’s been antsy about setting up a new betrothal for me as well. I’m just waiting for her to send me a letter, though, I’m sure I’ll be lucky to have whomever she chooses.” 

[stoyankrum]

Clock Tower || @gabrielle-in-notts

Despite the creeping ache that persisted in the back of his head, Stoyan was making quick work of fitting into the culture of Hogwarts. His housemates had all been welcoming, in their own way, and he’d even managed to secure a spot on the Slytherin quidditch team - even though it had been full upon his initial arrival. Knowing the right people and being aggressively persistent had done the trick, apparently. 

Stoyan made his way toward the Hufflepuff common room, face stern. For all the fitting-in he was doing, he was still new and garnered many looks from students of all ages. The school was large and filled with many people, but most had known each other since they were eleven and a new face stuck out like a screaming mandrake. 

Finally, he arrived outside the entrance. Gabrielle Nott was definitely the friendliest person he had met who his father wouldn’t absolutely detest, even considering her house. Her family name and blood-status meant more than anything else to Vladislav Krum. Status, status, status. 

Stoyan pushed his father’s voice out of his head and instead focused on the night ahead of him. “It’s good to see you again, дребничка,” he greeted, bowing his head to her. “I have enjoyed our letters, though.” 

[gabrielle-in-notts]

Gabrielle had a swarm of butterflies in her stomach since Stoyan’s letter the night before. Of course she was terrified of disappointing int older boy, and hadn’t eaten since the letter, nor had she eaten that day before she’d received it. She’d gone for an extra run during her free block, on top of her normal morning and afternoon runs, then the girl spent almost two hours getting ready to meet him, not including her shower. She’d changed done her hair four different ways before settling on two small braids clipped back with loose curls underneath. Multiple outfits were tried and put back, over half a dozen, then the first she’d tried on, her pink blouse and black skirt, were carefully pulled back on before she did her make up. At least the make up had gone on right during the first attempt. And it wasn’t even a date. She shouldn’t have struggled so long to get ready to show a new boy to the clock tower.

Then, it was a matter of awaiting Stoyan’s arrival. The Hufflepuff stood outside of her common room entrance for while, wringing her hands behind her back and resisting the urge to chew on her bottom lip. It was only then that she started to hear her mother’s latest criticisms play in her head. Her hands squeezed one another harder, pulling harder at one another as the butterflies seemed to disappear and a fist squeezed at her stomach instead. She swallowed. Gabby considered quickly going back into her dorm and changing into something a little more slimming, worrying that she looked fat or frumpy.

The autumn air made her consider possibly going to get a cloak or a sweater as well, as her flesh grew goosepimples, but was silenced when the Slytherin boy came into view. Her chills were warmed by the flushing of her skin that didn’t just grace her cheeks. “It’s good to see you as well, Stoyan Finely Krum.” She told him with a wide smile spreading across her face. “Are you going to tell me what that means? Not that I think it’s anything bad,” The brunette explained, “I am just curious to know what you’re saying.”

When he bowed his head, she gave him a small curtsy, as she had when they’d met. His mannerisms were ever so charming in her eyes, like he came straight out of one of her books. Her blush darkened at his words and she looked away shyly for a moment, softly saying, “I enjoyed them as well.” Then for a moment she fumbled to find something to say, a natural bridge to continue the conversation. Her skin began to pale a bit. “Do-do you want to go, um, go to the clock tower?” Gabby asked, and then cringed slightly at her own stupidity. “Of-of course you do, that’s the whole point of y-you coming here.” Now she was stumbling over her words, which wasn’t uncommon for the girl when she got flustered. Now if she could only make it through the rest of the encounter without melting into a puddle at the boy’s feet, maybe it wouldn’t be a complete disaster.