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ofnisas‌:

“There isn’t anybody else, there’s only you,” Nisa said teasingly pouting, they would have to pry her off Greer by her cold dead hands. She didn’t understand the stars like the hufflepuff did, but she was thankful they lead her here anyhow. “A team, we are and a team we always will be. If anyone tries to take you from me I’ll fight them.” Fight first wasn’t the best m.o, admittedly, but Nisa could be impulsive. Her heart lead a lot of her decisions and it got her in tons of trouble. Luckily she had an amazing best friend to get into it with. Her grip loosened as Greer popped up from her seat, a grin etching onto her face. “My head is in the clouds and yours in the stars, what are we to do? They do do they! Do they tell you how amazing I am?” She jested, hooking her bag around her body and looping her arm through hers. Getting mock offended she scoffed, “I would never forget the crisps! They are the most important part of any picnic, that and the dark arts.” Making a fake spooky noise she started to laugh as they started on their journey to the Astronomy tower. “So, tell me, do the stars see romance in my future? It’s the start of term and I’m already yearning for an epic one.” Greer was probably one of the few who knew Nisa’s secret obsession with love, “or yours?”

“No need for that!” As close as they were and as much as she loved every bit of her best friend, Greer had never been a fan of the ‘throw down first, ask questions later’ mentality Nisa adopted. Granted, Greer was more of a crier than a fighter. “Wouldn’t let anyone take me anyways.” She wrapped her free arm around their hooked pair and leaned her head against Nisa’s shoulder, bouncing softly against bone during their strides. “They tell me that all the time, duh! They say ‘That Nisa, she is the most splendiforous girl ever, you are one lucky lassie to have such a best mate!’” Greer rolled her eyes at her counterpart, never having been one to enjoy DADA. It wasn’t her worst class by far, but ever since her first year as an eleven year-old muggleborn, she’d been horrified to learn that there even were such a thing as dark arts. “Sorry, the stars have to go through me for that kinda thing. As your best friend I’ve got to approve of any and all future suitors.” Her stomach churned at the thought of the beautiful, intelligent, oh-so-talented Ravenclaw that Nisa would kill her if she found out was the object of her ill-fated affections. Greer shook her head, hoping the layers of hair would shadow the stain on her cheeks. “No, definitely not,” she answered softly, looking anywhere but at the Slytherin.

#c. nisa

dxmnitsammie‌:

Sammie let out a slal scoff. To think Greer wouldn’t try to peak at the stars any chance she got would be ignorant. But, rules were still rules. Eventually Sammie would have to tell this girl ‘no’. A new subject arose from the silence, as the Ravenclaw looked over her shoulder towards the other girl and slowed her pace to match Greer’s Choir practice was one of the few things Sammie looked forward to each week. Theater club, art club, choir. All of which were what she was truly passionate about. None of the dueling or academics her mother pushed her into. The only reason why her mother accepted music class and her artistic clubs were the fact that they would make her ‘well-rounded’ for future applications. “Why wouldn’t I be excited?” Sammie asked, raising an eyebrow at the other girl. “By far the best extracurricular activity I do, besides theater. Why? Are you not looking forward to something?”

Greer found some sort of pride swell in her chest, watching the other girl drop back a few steps and match her pace with her own at the change of topic. This was always her tactic when talking to Sammie. If she felt she was losing interest in the conversation at hand, just switch over to choir. It was their one shared interest and the primadonna Ravenclaw always seemed more than happy to discuss it. “No, no! Just making conversation. Figured I’d give you a break before the astrology lesson you’re about to get!” She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and averted her gaze from the other’s face down to her feet meeting stone. She couldn’t even get the one topic Sammie would have any interest in (that Greer knew anything about) right. How was she ever supposed to get the girl to like her back if her conversational skills turned to that of a toddler in her presence? Not that that would ever happen anyways. Sammie was clearly straight, and therefore would never have any interest.

#c. sammie

thefelixconnor‌:

Albeit, Greer could be telling the truth. If anything, his gut feelings weren’t always correct, nor were the always accurate. It could easily be another Gryffindor stealing for another Hufflepuff, but Greer’s love of snacks always made her a prime suspect. But, as she brought up his own thievery, Felix shook his head, sticking his hand out towards Greer, “Listen, Greer, this isn’t about my issues, this is about yours.”

Though she thought it was fairly obvious at this point that she was the culprit (having bribed Felix’s roommate with two biscuits out of the pack), she all but refused to ever admit the truth. He’d have to catch her red handed if he ever wanted closure. “I don’t have any issues. I’m perfect. I would never ever steal your precious oreos. I’m more of a digestives gal myself, anyways!”

#c. felix

wnq-writers

She watches the sky so often Her eyes began to resemble the stars. (She finds a home in the loneliest of places.)

A.N.S. (via wnq-writers)

#musings.

dxmnitsammie‌:

how it usually was: Greer following after her. Be it in choir or class, Greer always found a way into Sammie’s surroundings. The Hufflepuff always seemed to be vying for her attention, which was constantly competed by studying and other work in front of her. Yet, Sammie entertained each distraction and each interruption. At times, even encouraged it. Leading this girl to the Astronomy Tower when she should be in bed so she could look at the stars? Any other student would have been laughed at, but Sammie found herself leading Greer up the steps, towards the tower. As much as she faked being annoyed, doing her best to hide any laughter or smile, the amount of unconditional attention showered onto her by the other girl was a bit nice. Just, nice. Sammie stopped in her steps, glancing over her shoulder at Greer. Her brow folded and her mouth open about to ask if the girl was really asking the headgirl if she wanted to break the rules once a week with her. But, she stood there instead, looking at Greer. After a pause, Sammie collected her thoughts, “We’ll see about that, Greer. For now, it will be this night.”

“Fine,” she huffed, sure that her counterpart would be fully aware that this would not be the last time she snuck out to the tower. It was up to Sammie if she wanted to join. Greer hummed a pop tune that had been all over the radio in the muggle world this summer and tried to think of a change of topic to drown out the dull clapping of their soles against stone. The brunette had never been one to suffer in silence and couldn’t go more than five minutes without blabbering on about one thing or another, if not just to fill up dead air. “So... You excited for choir practice then?”

#c. sammie

thefelixconnor‌:

Felix rolled his eyes, narrowing them even more at his companion. “I just have a good feeling that they are going to be your oreos!” he huffed out. “And, to make this all worse, Greer, I would have given you an oreo if you asked me. Now, I’m banning you from oreos and finding a new hiding spot.”

Greer feigned ignorance and threw a shrug the Gryffindor’s way. “I have no clue what you’re talking about.” Only when he lodged a firm threat did he finally get her full attention and nearly cause her to crack out with the truth. “Oh come on! How many of my bags of Pom-Bear have you stolen? This is totally unfair.”

#c. felix #now that's what i call the duality of man

dxmnitsammie‌:

Sammie pushed her lips into a flat line. A smile would be no good. She was only accompanying Greer so she wouldn’t get in trouble if another prefect or the headboy were to find her up there. At least Sammie could come up with some kind of story to get Greer out of trouble. That was all. That was it, or all Sammie would make it. “As you wish,” she replied, beginning to lead them up the stairs. “Only for tonight as well. Don’t expect me to give in each evening.”

Gnawing on her bottom lip, the brunette followed close behind the girl. After three years of hopelessly crushing on the perfect student, this was maybe the first time they’d ever really hung out one on one. Sure it was a lot of Greer trailing behind Sammie in the halls or bugging her in class and choir practice, but they didn’t really ever spend any substantial time together. Granted, that maybe had something to do with the fact that her best friend was the mortal enemy of the object of her affections. It wasn’t like a group hang was necessarily achievable when the two could barely be in the same room without hexing each other. “Okay, compromise then. How about... Once a week?” she hedged playfully, trailing up the stone steps behind Sammie and trying not to let her mind get too carried away with itself. Sammie was just bored of corridor duty and needed an excuse to get away.

#c. sammie

thefelixconnor‌:

Felix kept the pout on his lips. He wanted his biscuits, and how nonchalant Greer was being made the whole situation worse. “Of course they aren’t they are going to be yours…” Felix babbled on before narrowing his eyes at Greer. “I thought you were my friend! If you asked I would have let you have one.”

A melodramatic gasp slipped from her tongue at the (valid) accusation he’d laid against her. “What makes you think I’ve got them? I can’t get into your room, there’s no way!” It was obvious to both parties that she was absolutely full of shit, mostly because her aptitude for lying was even worse than her aptitude for charms.

#c. felix

ofnisas‌:

Nisa leaned further against Greer, feeling comfort in the affection as arms hooked around hers. She loved to cuddle the Hufflepuff, it was most definitely in her top 5 favorite things. A satisfied and happy noise left her blood red lips and she nuzzled her head into the girls neck. “I don’t play fair, I win. And you love me or you better because if you don’t I might have to take back all my love for you then go and have my depression naps all by myself.” She frowned momentarily, “That sounds awful, actually, nevermind even if you didn’t love me I wouldn’t let go.” Excitment filled the Slytherin and she was back to grinning like an idiot. “I’m not afraid to get in trouble, I’d never let them have you. Don’t worry you know you’re safe with me. Come! Come! Let’s go,” She tugged on Greer gently and accio’d her bag to them. “We have rules to break and food to be eaten! Stars to talk about, if you want. I’d do anything for you.”

“’Course I love you. -- Don’t take depression naps away from me, that’s our thing. Who else’d be your big spoon?” Greer paused momentarily to thank whatever mystical, magical being she was meant to for Nisa. Honestly she would’ve been content sitting here all night, pretending to study and having a cuddle, but this was even better. Not just anyone would be willing to have a picnic in the astronomy tower after hours. In fact, most of the rest of the castle’s inhabitants would rather subsist on bogey flavored jelly beans for the rest of the year if it meant they didn’t have to be alone with Greer and the stars. Plus there was the added threat of being caught. “You know I’m just kidding. If one of us goes down, we both go down together.” While she had feigned indifference to the evenings activities up to this point, she finally decided it was time enough to show her hand. She jumped up from her seat and left one last look with the mostly-bare parchment. “Perfect, ‘cause boy do the stars got a lot to say about you lately! First and foremost they said to tell you not to forget the crisps.”

#c. nisa #why are they so cute #who gave them the right i

thefelixconnor‌:

Just… Biscuits. Felix’s eyes widened even more. These were more than biscuits. They were his only source of food, if you didn’t count the meals provided by Hogwarts and the other snacks he had stored up. “They might just be biscuits, but the issue here is that they are my biscuits, Greer,” Felix argued back, the pout growing on his lips. “My biscuits!”

She snorted at his words and opened her book back up, not actually looking at it. “Not anymore, obviously.” She wondered about when he’d find out that soon they’d be in her possession. Felix was smart enough, he had to know she was the mastermind behind the operation.

#c. felix

dxmnitsammie‌:

Before Sammie could even try to shush Greer to be more quiet, the Hufflepuff has pulled her into a hug. The Ravenclaw stiffened, before eventually settling a hand on the other girl’s back. A smile broke on her lips despite her best efforts to keep it under control. “We should probably get going. Before anyone finds out I’m letting you got to the astronomy tower,” she said, gently pulling away from the hug. Sammie shuffled her feet, before crossing her arms. She had to look serious again, do her best to hide her smile. Afterall, it was her duty to be the headgirl, as much as she would want to dart her way up the stairs towards the Astronomy Tower so she could have a little bit of fun for once. “Do you want to lead the way or shall I?”

“Okay, okay, okay, you’re right.” Greer tried to take a breath and calm herself down but her whole body was practically vibrating with excitement at this point. Not only did she get to go stare at the cosmos but the head girl herself would be joining her. No big deal. Just a normal night. “After you, Head Girl.” She waved a hand out in front of her and bowed slightly, waiting for Sammie to lead the way.

#c. sammie

thefelixconnor‌:

A gasp bellowed from his chest after a sharp breath. Felix darted his eyes towards his friend, eyes wide. “Someone’s eating my oreos…” Felix said, a pout rising to his lips. Those were some of his favorites. Double stuffed with chocolate filling. Those were not cheap to ask of his family. “Greer, this is an emergency. My oreos!”

A grin blossomed on her face and a snicker fell from her lips as she saw the absolute panic cross her mate’s face. “Oh c’mon, it’s just some biscuits!” she teased, albeit fully aware she’d be in complete meltdown mode if someone had raided her own stash. However, he didn’t need to know that this thievery had benefits for her.

#c. felix

dxmnitsammie‌:

Sammie should have guessed. The stars. Always stars. She ran a hand through her hair, taking a second or two ot weigh the options. Headgirl really shouldn’t choose favorites, but there didn’t seem to be any ill-will. With Greer, Sammie doubt there could ever be ill-will. Another sigh came form Sammie’s lips, “Are you wanting to head to the Astronomy Tower?” There wasn’t any reason for Greer to be dishonest with her. It wasn’t like she was baiting the Hufflepuff to get in trouble. Maybe a minute or two would be fine. But only a minute or two. Sammie dropped her head back, closing her eyes before letting out a small laugh. “Come on. The professors won’t make their rounds for a while, but I don’t want to waste time.”

“That was the plan...” she trailed off purposefully, dipping a toe in the waters to see just how seriously Sammie would take her duties as head girl. She knew she had a habit of bugging the Ravenclaw to no end most days but she desperately hoped she had at least some sort of soft spot for her. Not just because she didn’t want to spend the next two days in detention. “Really?” The brunette couldn’t help a squeal and to lunge forward and wrap the girl up in a hug. “You are just the best! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

#c. sammie

lost-caps

#musings.#lit rally shut up luv no one cares about the stars

ofnisas‌:

“Have I ever steered you wrong before, my puff?” Yes, yes she had. But, that wasn’t the point. Sure, their studying got interrupted often, but Nisa did work hard. She just played a littler harder from time to time. This happened to be one of those times. “That is exactly why we should go have some fun!” Getting out of her seat, she walked all the way around to wrap her arms around Greer. Resting her head on her right shoulder this time instead of the book. “This is the good shoulder, telling us we should study all night and be perfectly in line,” She moved her head to the opposite shoulder and continued hugging her, voice soft. “This is the bad shoulder telling us we should go explore and see what we can get into, because term did just start and what better time is there than in the now?” Once her friend gave in, Nisa grinned, it was warm. Her loved ones always brought out warmth in her. “I brought along a stock of snacks and we could pick up a few things from the kitchens, break into the astronomy tower.” Her eyes glowed. “Have a picnic and plot the demise of the Gryffindor Quidditch team? What do you say?”

Greer only quirked a brow at her counterpart in response. They both knew the answer to that question was a strong and hard yes. She sighed and hooked her arms around Nisa’s own, allowing herself to be influenced -- though it didn’t really take much in the first place. Not wanting to give in just yet, she hummed, posturing as if she was deep in consideration. Of course Nisa would play dirty and pick her favorite spot on school grounds for the site of their sneakout. “Well that’s not fair! You rigged the system.” She leaned back against her friend’s collar and looked up at her, both fully aware that she would be unable to say no to a. a picnic b. a bit of rule breaking and c. the astronomy tower. “--Okay fine! But if we get caught, you’re going down for this and not me.”

#c. nisa

thefelixconnor‌:

His gummies were important as they were his gummies! Afterall, if anyone asked, he would share. He would pout first, and then share, still. As he got back to the conversation, Felix was greeted by Greer’s full attention. For once, she was listening to him, and this was great. Sometimes he felt like he was talking into space, but he could never be sure. So, he did his best to fill as much space as possible with his words just in case the words were wanted. “Oh, just something doesn’t feel right,” he responded back. “Someone is probably touching my things in the dorms, again. Unless somehow someone has managed to steal Kitty. Second thought, definitely not Kitty. she’s taking a nap.”

Greer folded her arms on top of the massive text and leaned down, resting her arms atop her wrists, looking up at him curiously. “Can’t be Kitty, she’s too smart for that.” She cocked her head to the side and worried her bottom lip between her teeth. “Maybe someone’s found your stash. Can’t trust these non-muggs to keep their mitts off your Oreos.”

#c. felix

dxmnitsammie‌:

Sammie felt herself a tense a bit. Greer wasn’t someone she could discipline easily. Somehow, the Hufflepuff managed to get through her cold, serious exterior and looped her into conversations and distractions she didn’t know she could get distracted by. Hiding the smile on her lips would be the biggest problem. Hard to enforce rules when the rule breaker in question is incredibly sweet. “You should be having a heart attack. You’re out of your dorm and you don’t seem sick or hurt or in danger,” Sammie inquired, walking over to her friends. In all, she wasn’t too surprised. While the Ravenclaw was guided by logic and fact, the Hufflepuff was guided by her whims and fancies. It was only a matter of time before she caught Greer sneaking around. A sigh came from Sammie, “Do you have a good reason to be out here or am I going to have to be headgirl and not your friend for a moment?”

She noticed the girl teetering along the edge of letting her go and decided to just be honest. Maybe the girl would go easy on her, after all her excuse was a very Greer one to have. “Oh, c’mon I was just having a look at the stars,” she replied candidly, voice going soft at the end. “Have you been out tonight? It’s such a perfect night, you really should go take a look! Jupiter’s so clear tonight, I couldn’t miss it.” At the very least if she couldn’t convince Sammie to go take a peek, she’d likely bug her so much with small talk that she’d let her off. “I mean, not all of us can take a look out our windows and see it all.”

#c. sammie

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