❀ a flower made of iron ❀

Giselle Bulstrode. 17. Pureblood. Sixth Year Ravenclaw. Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.

[gisellexbulstrode]

deathsprince‌:

His lips formed an ‘o’ shape briefly as he heard the others words. He glanced towards the female. Sanctus believed that slytherin’s rivalry should belong to that of Ravenclaw’s after all the two houses craved knowledge. Each learning from one another to some regard. After all Knowledge is power. Both houses hunger for such a thing. Emerald hues narrowed onto the brunette as he raised his hand to the seat opposite him, “Please, sit.” he spoke with a calmness to his tone 

There was something about the other that had always intrigued Giselle. He was different in a way she couldn’t put her finger on. Plus he was intelligent, that much she knew for sure. So she used that as an excuse to speak with him. Sitting opposite him as he’d suggested, she offered him a small smile, “Thank you. I appreciate you taking the time to help.” Her voice was soft as she got out her books and set them on the table in front of her, watching him in her peripheral the whole time. 

[gisellexbulstrode]

thesilentlionalaric‌:

Giselle. He thought back to what Evan had said, his involvement all of the people like thatspun in his head and she was somewhere blurred in between and at the moment couldn’t try to think about it. He was tired and the thought the worry he was right killed and angered him that she could have been a part of it, more than he already was. He took a deep breath grabbing his quill.. “I wasn’t sure myself.. they simply said it would be soon.” He wrote shrugging. “I’m quite pleased myself.. I was getting sick of the place. “ he wrote chewing on the inside of his lip. There was the occasional tremor and pain but for the most part they were healed. “It felt good to write again. However now he had a lot of studying to do. He didn’t want to think of all he had to relearn. He smiled softly back at her. “Are you my partner for this?” He wrote gesturing to the Assgiment.

Giselle followed as he wrote out what he wanted to say and nodded, “I understand that. It’s hard being cooped up there. And now you can sleep in you own bed again, I’m sure that will be so nice too.” When he smiled at her, she hoped that that meant they were back on good terms. Even so, she would continue to prove she was every bit the sweet girl she wanted him to believe. “I am, yeah. I kind of had us put together... I hope that’s okay. I just... I knew not everyone might understand what you went through and how hard this will probably be to learn... everything without speaking. And I didn’t want anyone getting frustrated over something you can’t control so, yeah, I asked to be your partner.”

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott‌:

Alexander laughed reaching for the small hands grasped his hair and pulled them back so that Giselle’s face came close to his. “ear deafening. Though…he didn’t beg.” he released her arms. “Busted up my nose when I got too close.” he shrugged. 

Giselle pouted a bit; she’d hoped to hear that Alaric had begged, though she wasn’t altogether surprised that he hadn’t. For a Mudblood, he was rather strong. Still, she wouldn’t comment on that, instead moving one of her free hands to trail down his nose. “I bet you didn’t even flinch. Were you bleeding too? So he was covered in both his and your blood?” 

[gisellexbulstrode]

melora-macmillan‌:

Melora wasn’t daft; she knew that this wasn’t a proper date. The prospect of such was enough to bring a bright smile to her face, but she didn’t truly believe such a possibility would ever become reality. At least not where Giselle was concerned. Instead, she would happily settle for spending the evening in the company of the Ravenclaw. Melora also knew that there would be fewer occasions to celebrate the holiday as time went on, at least with a person she genuinely cared for. Life was not getting any less complicated, and she planned to hold tightly to the simpler things, for as long as time and circumstances would allow her to. “I’m very good at turning people on. To things! Turning people onto things. I have very good taste, you know.” While Melora had hoped for something to cause her ramblings to cease, she hadn’t expected that, and a familiar warmth quick spread across her face as Giselle kissed her cheek. After taking a moment to bask in the wonderful wave of feelings that were ignited by her touch, Melora leaned across Giselle while reaching for her wine glass. She made no effort to rush herself while pouring herself another beverage. “If you had only listened to me the first three times, just think of where we could be right now,” she said, smirking as she reached for the other’s hand before situating herself upon the furniture, her legs remaining stretched comfortably over the girl’s lap. 

Giselle only smirked as Melora seemed to stumble over her words, a fond look in her eyes as she let the other try to correct herself. When she’d finished, the brunette winked and said, “You do have very good taste, you’re friends with me. Also, just for your information, you’re also good at turning people on.” She leant back getting comfortable where she sat as she kept her eyes on the redhead, finding herself quite unable to look away. That only proved more true as Melora decided to reach over her to pour herself another drink. They were dangerously close, so much so that the Ravenclaw could smell the shampoo the other used and it was almost more intoxicating than the wine. “No, I think it’s better this way. It means you got a lot more excited when I finally agreed.” She teased back, her hand instinctively falling on the other’s leg and gently brushing up and down it.  “You look gorgeous tonight, by the way. I don’t know if I’ve told you that yet.”

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott‌:

As she straddled him and took charge he was pleased. Ofcourse, he loved to rough with her but sometimes he likes to roughed up too. He smiled putting his legs down from the desk and pulling her closer. “You’re welcome. I was hoping you’d enjoy it.” he kissed her neck. “I’ll have you know he screamed.”

“I only just saw it, but it was definitely there. A rose, just for me, etched into his skin.” Giselle shivered, both at the mere thought of it and at Alexander’s lips on her neck. Her hands slid across his chest before curling into his hair and tugging a bit to pull his head back so she could look him in the eyes. “How loud? Did he beg?” As she spoke, her lips brushed his and she bit down on his lower lip. 

[gisellexbulstrode]

thesilentlionalaric‌:

Alaric found his favorite spot in the library. Surprisingly it was still free, it seemed so much nosier then again he had only heard the sounds from the infirmary for weeks. He had quickly dodged any attempt at conversation in the Hall since he couldn’t really and didn’t want to try to explain the reasoning. For him he hadn’t even fully processed it himself, the news still felt like shocks and yet every time he tried to drink some water he got the painful reminder, he had been pushing away the thought of a letter from home thinking about it only raised all his worries.. what if they would send him home? What if his dad was right? What about spells?News that Lucy had been keeping up the group was reassuring, he hadn’t attempted to track down Zara, gideon or Lucy or Nolan right away he had just gotten out and they needed their rest too, besides he had a project to finish. He felt another wave of pain and a chill take over his body still going through the trauma while mentally he forced it down. Again and again, just as he always has, His voice was gone not everything he stood for and he was determined to keep going, keep going, invested in his reading he looked up when another person sat beside him, this must be his partner

Originally posted by itsmrobrien

Giselle spotted Alaric in the library and sighed internally. He had been avoiding her and she wasn’t sure if it was because he still didn’t trust her fully or if he was just trying to pretend that he was okay. Either way, when she saw him, she walked over to him and sat at his side, a small smile on his face. “I didn’t know you were getting out.” She set her hand lightly over his, remembering how they’d been all bandaged up before. “I’m glad you’re out. I didn’t like seeing you in the Infirmary...” 

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott‌:

Upon receiving the letter Alexander felt a wave of relief come over him. Seeing in her in class was fine, but the lack of communication solely based on letters drove him mad. He would have to be careful, not wanting to blow her secrets out of the water and to keep him out of it. When Giselle walked into the classroom he had been sitting at their usual spot with his legs on the desk and reading his potions textbook. “Hey Red.” he said without peering up from his book. He loved to tease. 

Seeing him already there, Giselle felt a rush of excitement run over her and she immediately cast a charm to lock the door behind her. He didn’t even bother to look up at her and that made her huff, but she was so pleased with what he’d done, she couldn’t bring herself to be annoyed... Not yet. Instead, she made her way over to his seat, dropping her bag beside his chair and straddled him, not caring that his legs were up on the desk. She pulled the book from his grasp, being far more forceful than usual and pressed her lips against his firmly. Only after she pulled back did she grin at him and say, “Hi Willow. Thank you for your amazing gift.”

[gisellexbulstrode]

deathsprince‌:

Ancient runes was something Sanctus had always found fascinating, he felt there was a deeper understanding to this form of magical arts. Runic scrips proceeded that of wands & even had a deep connection with the later. perhaps desiring to create something newer using this form of magical arts. A hum resounded within his throat as he kept his hues onto the pages of the book, he saw movement from the corner of his eyes as he glanced to the side, “Whatever it is you’re searching for, you will not find it there.” he responded as he turned towards his book once more. The library itself was barren after all it was still very early in the morning. 

Ancient Runes intrigued Giselle for possibly different reasons than most. There was something about the fact that those runes could look like simple drawings to most unless you were one of the few who took the time to actually look deeper and study them. Only then could you see the power they possessed. So as she entered the library to study them, she spotted someone else doing the same and approached. “Sorry um... maybe not, but I- I know this is a lot to ask, but I’m having trouble with some Runes, and I see that you’re actually working on them now...” 

[gisellexbulstrode]

I saw what you did for me and I’d like to thank you properly. Meet me at our spot at 8pm so I can show my gratitude. ~ Red 

Ever since Giselle had managed to get a peek at the markings on Alaric’s side, she’d been desperate to get her hands on Alexander. She needed to see him alone and seeing him in class that day had been torture. She had to pretend she didn’t even notice he was there or people might question it, especially with Alaric already questioning her. Secrecy was of the utmost importance, but it was hard when she got so excited at even the sight of the Slytherin. When she arrived at their classroom, she unbuttoned her shirts just enough to show off the lace of her bra. She’d made sure to wear her sexiest pair of green lingerie ‘just in case’. 

[gisellexbulstrode]

bygilderoylockhart‌:

Transfiguration was boring. Gilderoy had come to the library with the intention of studying, but after staring at the page for about 20 minutes, he decided it was time for a break. 

He was halfway through one of Witch Weekly’s latest personality quizzes (“What your socks say about your love life”), when the person sitting in the corner caught his attention. 

“Are you getting any actual work done?” He couldn’t be the only one procrastinating. 

Giselle was getting annoyed with her essay. Yes, she was good at Charms but for some reason this one was messing with her. She just couldn’t focus on it, distracted instead by the smallest sounds of the people around her. She’d been looking out the window when a voice caught her attention. “Um... I am trying.” Her voice was soft, slightly embarrassed as if she were caught in the middle of doing something bad. “I’m not really uh succeeding though. Are you?” 

[gisellexbulstrode]

thesilentlionalaric‌:

Alaric fought back another chill He Just wanted to sleep some more. No.. he wanted to be out of here.. he looked over seeing cards but he had no desire or energy to read them. If he read it reality hit him hard and just for a second he wanted to believe otherwise, just for a minute. Forget where he was. Alaric knew it was a risk.. he accepted that it was worth it if it made even the little bit of difference for some.. if it made some feel safe and heard. He turned over squeezing his eyes shut when he head a nurse scolding someone. Was a patient out of bed? He wondered.. who else could they be scolding this late? He tried fixing himself up but his hands were still broken and even the tiniest bit of pressure ached and stung sending him crashing back onto the bed. Each time he shifted his chest felt like the scar was being reopened again. Deciding to ignore he closed his eyes trying to take more deep breaths. His eyes snapped open when he saw Giselle.. Giselle. He recalled their argument in his head. Merlin that felt so long ago. His head pounded but he tried the best he could to sit up. “I’m fine.” He went to say but no sound escaped. None. He bit the inside of his lip. He couldn’t write. He starred off. A part of him wondering why she was here in the middle of the night.. why she was even awake? He shook his head, where did he even start, he gestured to his notes where he had meeting times. To exhausted to try and explain

Giselle saw his mouth open, but no sound came out. Him not talking wasn’t really new, but seeing him seemingly physically unable to was different. Just what had Alexander done to him?  When he waved his bandaged hands at the notes on the bedside table, she quickly read them and frowned. “I’m sorry... You’re right, I should let you sleep, I just-” As she spoke, tears started to stream down her face as she looked at him. “Merlin, Alaric, who did this to you? You don’t- you don’t deserve any of this. I’m so sorry...” 

[gisellexbulstrode]

thesilentlionalaric:

“Wake up.” Alaric pushed himself up each part of his body hurt. It must have been the middle of the night. “you need to drink this.. since you can’t eat for a while. Alaric struggled to get the glass to his lips once he did he drank eagerly he tasted the blood each sip made him cringe in pain but still the liquid poured down his Destroyed throat. Doc must have been long gone.. the memories felt just as fresh whenever he closed his eyes. All he saw all he felt was the dark sticky warm blood turning his blue shirt a whole new shade. It completely spilled over his neck and coating his hair. He heard yelling at him to stay still,.. Now he felt the hot medicinal bandage secure over his ribs, hands and shoulders . And all He heard was silence.. silence that he couldn’t break.. only add too. His rattling broken hands raised to his head as he let out a silent scream of agonizing pain and frustration.. he was a second of blocking that spell.. the silent scream could could have filled the place, an overwhelming number of memories and images flooded his head. His wounds aching like they just repopened. His father’s fist almost connected when Alaric stepped forward quickly absorbing the blow and twisting his body grabbing his father’s Arm and lowering him, alaric had gotten quite skilled with combat growing up to survive blocking again and again his father’s blows he stopped only when his mother came into the room, “I’m worried something might happen to your mother.. seeing you act like this.. can’t be easy for her, accidents happen.” Alaric released his grip feelig suddenly sick it only got worse. “Step in and teach your son a lesson will you mads? He has to see us as a team not divided.” His father knew.. knew Alaric would never hurt his mother even when she hurt him. A gleeful look shined in the older mans eyes. “It’s okay.” He signed slowly to his mom as she stepped forward raising her hand to his face, tears in her eyes, in the infirmary Alaric lifted his broken hand to his face, he didn’t give up on her, not then, he wouldn’t give up on the other students not now. Fatigue was kicking in.. he released a shaky breath ready to just sleep again.. to dissapear for a second “the scars show I fought and survived the scars show I fought and survived.” when he heard a voice say his name.

Though Giselle knew exactly what was happening and when, she had to be patient. She couldn’t simply head to the infirmary immediately or it would be too suspicious. She had to wait until rumours of an attack had begun filtering through the student body. And even then, she had to wait until someone gossiped that it had been Alaric James who had been the victim. Only then was she running through the corridors in pretty much the middle of the night to the hospital wing. The matron hurried over to her, scolding her for arriving so suddenly at night, but Giselle simply begged to see Alaric. The look on the matron’s face softened and the Ravenclaw was led over to her friend’s bedside where he was trying to sleep. She didn’t want to wake him, but she had to let him know he was there. “Alaric...” Her voice cracked as she said his name, seeing how many bandages he wore. “Oh Merlin, what happened to you?” The look on her face was one of pure horror, though inside she knew exactly what and exactly who had done it.

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott:

“I’ve got to concentrate tonight.” He but his lip and positioned her to face him. “Wouldn’t you want me in complete control when I teach him a lesson?” Raising his eyebrow “my work is the best and I’d like to keep it that way.”

Giselle wrapped her arms loosely around his neck as he moved her so she’d face him. Her fingers played with his hair as she sighed and nodded, “Yes of course I do. I just didn’t realise you’d be doing it tonight. Does that mean you’re leaving me here all by myself?” Ever the expert at the innocent look, she put it on in response to the raised eyebrow. 

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott:

He laughed and pulled her close “Behave.” He growled and his lips kissing her neck. With the occasionally nibble, he felt him self rising. And with that he stopped and willed himself to settle down. He had business to attend to.

“And if I don’t want to?” She spoke breathlessly, a soft moan leaving her lips as he nibbled at her skin. But then he stopped and she pouted, squirming slightly in his lap to potentially stimulate him. “Why are you stopping?”

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott:

He gratefully accepted the kiss. “Well, I wonder what I’ll get when you see him.” Winking at her and pulling her close for another kiss. But this time it was gentle and when he pulled away he yanked a piece of her hair. “I have a feeling you are a spoiled brat.” A smile crept on his face

While Giselle was surprised by the gentleness of his kiss, she wasn’t at all by the way he suddenly yanked at her hair. That earned him a whimper before she smirked lightly, “Oh, I am. But only because you spoil me... Daddy.” The nickname wasn’t one she used for just anyone and she only said it now as a nod to his earlier teasing.

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott:

“There will be a special…injury to your friend when you visit him. I hope you’ll be able to see what it is. It’ll be done with you in mind.” The confession revealed.

He wrapped his arm around her before finishing his thought “Think of it as an appreciation to you…art.”

Giselle really shouldn’t have been quite as turned on by that thought as she was. He was going to injure Alaric in a way particularly for her. “Merlin, you’re amazing. I can’t wait to see it. Think of this as... an early thank you.” She couldn’t stop herself from pressing her lips to his in a quick, passionate kiss, pulling back just as quickly, her eyes sparkling.

[gisellexbulstrode]

alexander-nott:

“Well if you were genuine I would hate you but seeing as you’re joking…I’m fascinated.” He let rest on his chest. “That was very good. Bloody fucking fantastic. No wonder you’re so careful to keep your mask.” His mind drifted back to the muggleborn Alaric he would be torturing soon. He felt a smile creep on his face when a special idea came to his mind.

“If I were genuine, I would hate me.” Giselle shook her head with a laugh, glowing with bride at his compliments. Then she noticed his smile and she tilted her head curiously. “What’s that smile about? What are you thinking?”