when september ends.

Wren Alexander Brown - 19 years old, wizard, brother.

[groundedwren]

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“Not by choice, I assure you,” Draco huffs in return as he leads the boy down the castle hallway – the expansive housing rather difficult to navigate, though the boy would undoubtedly pick it up in no time. With that, he snorts. “Plus, admirers is a rather strong word. — I suspect half the people that would willingly hop into bed with me don’t exactly admire me or my legacy. Though I suppose that might be the appeal.”

“I suppose that unless we asked, we may never know the answer as to why some people are drawn to certain traits. Even then, the human race is an eternal mystery,” Wren stated. Once silence filled the air again, he allowed his mind to wander a hint. It took him back to better times at Hogwarts with those he held near and dear to his heart. Before it could bring back the Battle though, he cleared his throat a hint then inquired, “Forgive if I’ve already asked, but how’ve you been? Any new developments since we last saw each other?”

[groundedwren]

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“‘M not quite sure I would call this a joyous reunion,” Draco drawls lightly in return, amusement coloring his features as he merely shakes his head at the boy before him. “However, I suppose it’ll do.” With that, he motions to his bags. “— Best to get you settled then, hm?” Draco suggests, pushing himself off his selected pillar as he instead opts to step to the side; allowing the other to pass through the doorway first before he follows. Draco kicks the door shut behind himself. “Although the beds aren’t nearly as comfortable as one might imagine, they’ll do; especially when one is exhausted.” With that, he allows himself a small smile. “– And for the record, you’re a dirty liar,” He informs the boy. “I’ve never looked worse in my life, and we both know it.”

Wren gave a slight nod of agreement, it certainly isn’t the sort Muggles might see in those movies, but it’s a reunion nonetheless that brought a smile back to his face. “Probably for the best, get the work over with so I can be prepared for whatever fates decides to toss our way,” he replied after mouthing his thanks to Draco. “I’ll certainly remember that information about the beds, thank you very much,” was quickly added before another set of chuckles broke out. “Please, between the two of us, you could score more admirers in a few seconds than I ever could in all seven years at Hogwarts.”

[groundedwren]

cassian-wxxd:

Cassian tried to fix his facial expression, he really did but there was nothing like being interrupted while he was upset. He wasn’t a cryer, this wasn’t a normal phenomenon and the last thing he needed was for some random person to see him crying. Those sort of emotions were reserved strictly for Jesse and on an occasion, Draco. “I-… It’s fine just… some warning alright? You scared me.” he set the phone down that he hadn’t realized he’d still been holding and started to move away.

“Will do and my apologies,” Wren answered as he went about putting the books back where they belonged. At the same time, he wished that he could be more of assistance than anything else, since his steadiness at approaching emotion ridden situations only went so far. For the love of the Grey Lady, he felt like a robot from one of those futuristic Muggle movies at times, clumsy whenever his loved ones needed him most. While those thoughts bounced in his mind, he held a hand out for a shake as he greeted, “Sorry for not doing this sooner, but I’m Wren Brown.”

[groundedwren]

cassian-wxxd:

He didn’t know why he had bothered trying to find any sort of technology in this castle. It wasn’t that he wanted to send a very visible flair up to the Deatheaters looking for them, that they were there- but he knew them. They were all stupid, mostly incapable of using muggle tools because they believed them to be useless. Thank Merlin that his family had decided that opting for a muggle phone ( since they lived in a very much muggle area ) was a good idea, because he wouldn’t have had this chance. Staring at the phone that was sitting in the back corner of the huge library he tried to call his home phone number. He waited for it to dial, listening to the familiar staticky hum. ‘Hello?’ his heart stopped beating, there was nothing better than hearing his mother’s voice on the phone. “Mum, it’s Cassian, I just-” ‘Oh I’m sorry the Woods can’t come to the phone right now, but if you leave us a message we’ll be sure to give you call back!’Cass let out a choked sob of a noise, how foolish of him to believe they’d answer. They’d of course been warned about who to talk to when he’d been swept out of his home months ago by the Ministry. He heard the crash of several books falling to the floor and he spun on his heel, not bothering to wave away the red and puffy look on his eyes, and snapped,“Don’t you know it’s not very polite to sneak up on people?”

Despite having been Sorted into Ravenclaw back in the day, there were moments when Wren certainly wasn’t known for his wise choices. One time during his fifth year, he’d gotten into a rather memorable dust up with someone after they’d insulted three of his loved ones in one breath. Lavender had been the one to take him to Madam Pomfrey, while also silently weeping at the fact her ‘baby’ brother was injured. As for what had brought him to the library, he’d been in search of something that could assist him in selecting a career once they all got out of here. When he heard someone speaking then a sob, his bull in a china shop tendencies kicked in and he knocked over a stack of books. As Wren appeared in order to clean up the mess, he glanced up at who had made the noise. “Bloody hell, if I’d have known somebody else was in here, I would’ve come back later. My apologies,” he hastily responded.

[groundedwren]

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The boy arrives earlier than he’d been informed – though, there Draco stands waiting for him at the front of the castle’s entrance nonetheless. He leans, as is his habit, against the stone pillar with what he hopes comes off across as elegance; head tipped back as he looks at the grey sky. “— I suppose it has been a long time, hasn’t it?” He intones in return upon the voice, gaze resting on the other then as he, too, allows a small smile to creep onto his lips. Wren has undoubtedly grown since the last time he’s seen him – more of a man now than he had been previously. Perhaps more time has passed than he’s realized. “I’m still as handsome as you remember, I’m sure,” Draco goes onto drawl, a blonde eyebrow quirked as he pushes himself off the pillar. As the other nears, he allows a hand to fall onto the boy’s shoulder; the most sentimental gesture he would receive at the moment as he squeezes gently. “Did you make it all right?” He questions, keeping a respectful distance.

A small nod is given because time certainly seems to have dashed away, months blending together until suddenly, a new year has passed. With that feeling brought another one: regret. Draco was one of many people Wren meant to send a letter too since everyone went down their separate paths. However, he’d actually spent a great deal of time assisting with the rebuilding wherever needed, which kept him quite busy. “Yeah, I did. A bit more tired than I’d like to be, but nothing that a joyous reunion won’t fix,” he answered before a small chuckle escaped. “Just about to say that you look well, like you haven’t aged a day,” the youngest Brown added, tone slipping into one that reminded him of the brighter days at Hogwarts.

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[groundedwren]

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It had come as quite the surprise when the Ministry tracked him down then proceeded to tell him that there was a spot open for him at this safe house in Germany. From what Wren remembered of the Battle, he hadn’t done much except do what was right. He fought the Death Eaters alongside his fellow students, did what he could to protect them, and got busted up quite a bit himself in the process. Then when the sun returned, he’d whispered his goodbyes to Lavender, his elder sister. He removed something very familiar from his suitcase, a bracelet that had been made for him years ago. It was simple, a piece of string that had enchanted charms of a roaring lion and a raven in flight side by side, yet he’d worn it just about everyday. As he slipped it on, approached footsteps made Wren glance up and as a result, spot Draco Malfoy in the doorway. A small smile appeared, sadder than he would’ve liked seeing as how he was now reunited with an old friend, but a smile nonetheless. “Bloody hell, long time no see,” the 19 year old greeted.

[groundedwren]

Well, I can only hope that you rockstars have much more self control than I do. Anyway, under the cut, you’ll find all the info you need to know about Wren Alexander Brown and then just some random facts.

Right off the bat, he’s the younger brother of Lavender Brown. (Adopted or biological? I honestly haven’t decided yet, so the interpretation is up to you.) While the two were definitely close and protected each other when the going got tough, you also better believe he rolled his eyes at her blind faith in Divination. Still, they joined the Second Dumbledore’s Army together in the hopes of protecting Hogwarts.

Another noteworthy thing is that Wren feels hella guilty for them getting separated during the battle and Lavender getting mauled by Fenrir Greyback. So, unless you want to get hexed into the next decade, don’t bring that up around him.

As a Ravenclaw, he was the perfect blend of book and street smart. Clever as the devil in the classroom then outside, you should also know that he could just as well wheel and deal in order to achieve a goal. Most of the time, he uses all of that knowledge for benevolent reasons, but he’s also been known to formulate revenge plots against someone who wronged him/a loved one.

Fun fact: he nearly got Sorted into Gryffindor for reasons that I’ll dive into later. However, the Hat immediately took notice of his desire to learn and plopped him right in Ravenclaw.

So you may be wondering, why is his title the hotshot when his FC is a well known puffball? Easy: as stated before, he’s clever as the devil and versatile in so many areas. On the other hand, he’s hella reckless, will take action at the drop of a hat.

To make this long story as short as possible, Wren certainly earned his spot as a Ravenclaw and maybe even a brother of the year award or two. Still, he’s got work to do on himself as a person, becoming more confident to lead people while also reining his fiery nature.