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Tye Rajanin / 16 Years old / 6th Year / Gryffindor / Jasmine's Unnecessary Body Guard. I used to have a life of my own, but that time has come and passed. Ex-Quidditch player and protective of my family. Just don't mess with Jasmine and we won't have a problem, alright?

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charmsingprofessor:

Myrddin sighed and looked between the two boys, “Jay, why don’t you go sit down and wait for Mr. Gabor to finish up his current issue so he can speak to you. I’ll speak with your brother. Hm? Go on, now, lad.” He said, watching the young boy go as his attention turned to the older sibling. “Now, Mr Tye. I know you are protective of your brother, however starting fights isn’t allowed.” he smiled, hoping to ease up the harshness of the situation, “Any idea why he wouldn’t want your help?”

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“We have had issues in the past in which my brother has been bullied and I have protected him.” He said in a parental like tone. “Look, professor, I think he is taking our father’s passing quite poorly and I am simply trying to help. He will be upset with me until he works through that trauma.” He knew he sounded pretentious but Tye felt like he had a right to be. He was the patriarch of the family after all. He played father and brother.

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itscinderellie:

The response was pretty concerning and it showed, even when he reassured her that it was (mostly) a joke. Her eyes widened when he said she could have any of it. For free. Her gaze snapped to the guitar, eyeing it hungrily but she shook her head quickly, focusing back on the boy. “Wait, what do you mean failures? Were you doing…some kind of performance piece with this?”

“No,” he said softly. “I thought I might like this stuff. So I gave it a shot. It’s just a few things I found at goodwill. I think the guitar needs a few more strings. Two doesn’t seem like enough. Then again, what do I know?” He shrugged. “Maybe I am just not meant to have a hobby or be interesting.”

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Planting Flowers || Open

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talkingtochipmunksnita:

“They’re eranthis if my memory serves me right,” Nita pursed her lips and nodded, “But my knowledge of European flora isn’t exactly the best.” Nita knew the flower they appeared to be weren’t native to the area but that didn’t mean they weren’t  picked to plant around the castle. Not like it mattered. The goal of the planting was to bond. 

“Are you enjoying the bonding activities?” Nita asked in the spirit of bonding.

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“Do you have knowledge of other flora then?” He asked curiously setting them down. “I have no knowledge of any.” He laughed a bit.

“The bonding activities are alright, I really don’t have much of an opinion.” Tye caught himself. There he was. His indifference back again. 

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angsty-angton:

“Oh,” Ziggy replied simply and let out a sigh. “It must have been the other one.” He figured, knowing deep down it was probably Bobby again. That boy. In a room full of neat freaks, he was a disaster. 

As much as Ziggy wanted to leave, he looked around Tye once more. “Why do you have all this shit around you?”

“I’m trying to make myself vaguely more interesting.” He said looking around. “It isn’t working. Can you tell?”

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supershrinkingviolet:

Violet didn’t come to the school often these days, but every now and then, Gardner asked her to run different documents and reports up to the school. She knew it was just as easy for him to run them up himself, but it gave her the chance to check in on her brothers, so she didn’t mind too much. Not that she really liked being back at the school. But she could deal. 

As she walked, she saw a guy laying in the grass surrounded by a bunch of stuff. Instantly, her thought was that he had been attacked and gotten knocked out, so she raced over to check on him, skidding to a stop as she realized his eyes were open. But he didn’t look or smell dead. So what the hell? “Um. Are you all right? What happened?”

Tye was a little surprised by the girl and looked up at her from the grass curiously. He didn’t recognize her but wasn’t going to say that. It only left him on high alert. If she was someone new who was she? Had she hurt Jasmine? Tye sat up instantly. “Finding a hobby.” He said point blank watching her suspiciously. “Who are you exactly?”

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thepumpkinking-jack:

“No,” Jack shook his head. “Simply curious as to what this all is about.” His gaze roamed over all the objects on the ground.

“I’m just trying to find a hobby.” He said with a sigh. “I think I’m pretty much just destined to be the most boring person to have ever lived.”

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Planting Flowers || Open

Nita was walking through the courtyard with a tray of marigolds. The bonding hasn’t been terrible, with the exception of the lecture they got for not getting along. Out of all the activities, planting the flowers was her favorite.

“Oh, hey!” Nita spotted a classmate, “there’s more flowers over there,” she indicated with her foot, “if you want to join me, you’re more than welcome.”

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Tye wasn’t a huge fan of gardening, but he did appreciate how mind numbing it was. “What kind of flowers are these?” He said carrying them over and looking at the girl curiously.

[charmsingprofessor]

With all the activities going on through out the day, Myrddin was finding more and more time to spend musing on his studies or stealing glances at his notes between sessions. Of course he wanted to support his fellow professors in their endeavors, but as far as many of the lectures went, he had decided to leave most of them to the younger professors. The ones who had been active for more years than he had. That didn’t mean, however, that he was exempt from policing the rest of the week and attempting to break up petty squabbles. 

Every few hours there was at least one fight that broke out that had to be separated. Thankfully, Clyde didn’t make them sit down and talk it out, but instead assigned professors to speak with the students aside, individually, and help resolve the issue. Myrddin happened to get the most recent one.

“Now… Care to tell me what the problem was?”

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“You see professor, he was making fun of my brother.” Tye said, putting on his more professional and know-it-all stance. “He was saying words that are not okay and I was simply protecting him.” He frowned at the man. “You wouldn’t give me detention for protecting my own brother, right?” Tye’s brother Jay was next to him and rolled his eyes. 

“Professor I don’t NEED protecting. Give him detention, god, get him OFF MY BACK.” Jay said to him.

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holley-shifting-gears:

“Are you sure?” Holley frowned as she crossed her legs now to sit comfortably next to Tye.  She was also a little surprised to see him alone; usually in classes and in the hallways, he was with Jasmine.  Maybe he’s a little down because they’re not together?

Holley surveyed the objects once again.  “Did you try your hand at all of these things?  Reminds me of that phrase, ‘Jack of all trades, master of none,’” she laughed but she quickly cleared her throat.  “Maybe you just need to… try something else or practice one of these a little more.”

“I’m just not really interested in any of it,” He sighed. “Or anything.” Tye felt apathetic by nature. Nothing was exciting and nothing he hated. He just didn’t feel much about any of it. Maybe he was too obsessed with trying to keep everyone around him safe, secure and happy, but he would never say that. 

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wiltingflora:

Flora was in another awkward situation. She has found herself near Hogwarts itself on many occasions but this time she had zero memory of why she was here. She knew she drank a lot harder than normal, but has no idea which student she spent time with. Maybe it was Mulan? They hit it off great and Mulan went harder than Flora thought she did. At the same time, Mulan was really responsible and she wouldn’t just abandon Flora so it couldn’t be her. And Flora knew it wasn’t Mer. She had been trying to give her sister space so she didn’t overwhelm her. Besides it wasn’t even easy to be near the school without someone helping her. Was it Marcus? Yeah, it could have been Marcus.

Either way she knew she wasn’t on school grounds. More like near the forest near school grounds. Maybe. She wanders around, looking for some sort of hint. She didn’t want to say she was lost, but she was probably lost.

Eventually she stumbles near a guy with a lot of stuff around him. Was he a beggar? A collector? She squinted to get a better look. Oh, it was a student. Maybe he could help. “Excuse me good sir. But can you tell me where we are? I have left my compass at home today. Also nice stuff.”

“Hogwarts is that way.” He said, knowing her real question. He sat up and he could feel his need to help her rising in him. Screw being a good person. He needed to find a hobby. “Do you want any of this? It’s not really my thing.”

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itscinderellie:

Cindy was so happy that the weather was becoming nice again. It made the feeling of being trapped in the castle under the eyes of her family a little less constricting. At least walking around the grounds wasn’t against the rules for her…yet. She’d just finished an after school meeting with Professor Abbott about her current Herbology assignment when she decided to take a lap around the grounds, just to appreciate the day and have some feeling of freedom, even if it was fake.

What she saw however…was a boy surrounded with all kinds of objects. Not even objects that were related to each other. If this was supposed to be some kind of performance piece, she was having a really difficult time figuring out the meaning. But with her curiosity piqued, she decided to approach him, clasping her hands behind her back. “Hey there!” She recognized the boy as a Gryffindor in some her classes, but she didn’t know his name. Her eyes flickered over his mess. “Whaaat are you doing here?”

“Laying, surrounded by my failures,” He said point blank. “Joking. Mostly.” He sat up looking at the girl. “You want any of this you are free to have it. I don’t need it.”

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thepumpkinking-jack:

Jack was very excited about the inter-house bonding events staring the next day. He didn’t even care if he wasn’t placed on a team with any of his friends - that had never been very important to him. It was all so interesting! They’d never done this sort of thing before and Jack couldn’t help but automatically love everything new. He was wandering around outside when he spotted Tye. 

There were all sorts of objects around him and Jack was immediately drawn over, his never-ending curiosity taking over. He didn’t even care that it was the pumpkin-carving killjoy who was on the ground. Honestly, Jack had forgotten all about Tye a week after Halloween, only ever even seeing him when he was in a class they shared. “Is it more pleasant on the ground?” Jack peered down at the Gryffindor, practically towering over him.

“Not particularly.” He said, moving to the side and sitting up so the boy no longer was directly over him. “Are you looking for something?” He asked rubbing his head and looking at the stuff around him. He wasn’t sure what to do with it all now that he had ruled those hobbies out.

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angsty-angton:

“Hey!” Ziggy called out to his roommate loudly and sharp, probably dispersing any peace the boy was feeling. He didn’t like to talk to Tye on regular days, but today he had a question and there was no avoiding this. If anything, he was surprised that Tye wasn’t watching over his girlfriend like a hawk. 

He walked up to the boy and looked around, noticing the various objects surrounding him. None of them seemed to be used so Ziggy could only assume Tye was just being a jackass. He himself had a pair of boxing gloves that he was holding, as that was where he was planning on going, but he saw Tye first. “I just need to know because I’ve talked with Bobby about this but did you leave the bathroom a mess this morning?” Ziggy’s definition of mess was different than most people. 

“No?” Tye sat up looking offended. Tye was the opposite of messy, despite what this scene described. This was different. His room was alway free of clutter, his worst mistake was never putting his socks away and leaving them littered around his bed until laundry day. “Why did you think it was me? I’m not a messy person. You both know that.”

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holley-shifting-gears:

Holley saw a little bit of a clutter on the grass nearby and decided to inspect it only to find her fellow Gryffindor Tye lying on the grass with a bunch of things scattered around him.  It was honestly quite an impressive and eclectic range of things there and she couldn’t help but wonder why he decided to surround himself with them.

She found an empty patch of grass beside him and took a seat before tapping him on the arm.  “Hey, Tye.  I think spring cleaning is due,” she laughed.

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“Do you want any of these?” He asked sitting up and looking at the girl. “None of this is really... For me. Maybe you could put it to good use. Find a hobby. I don’t know.” He shrugged laying back defeated by his hobby hunt.

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Tye sat in the sun surrounded by objects, paint, soccer balls, frying pans, a camera, crumpled pieces of paper, a guitar, and a video game. He had spent the last day trying to find himself a hobby. He had no clue where Jasmine was, Tye was too busy being hyper-focused on making himself more than the guy that followed Jasmine around. 

Sadly, Tye had no leads on a good hobby, cooking was hard, soccer was not his game, he didn’t have an artistic bone in his body, and even the video game he stole from his brother wasn’t any fun. Tye laid back in the grass feeling more and more apathetic to everything around him than usual. There had to be something, a game, an activity, an event that Tye could like to make him seem less like a shadow and more like a person. If not for him, than maybe for Jay. 

Tye watched the clouds in the sky and didn’t move when he heard footsteps approach. Maybe they wanted a new hobby too and would take a few of the items off his hands.

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A Foolish Fawn

(From this recent Quidditch post)

 Bobby had tried his best to avoid everyone after that horrible match, but some of the more adamant Gryffindors found him anyways. The Gryffindor house had been fairly pleasant over one of the worst seasons Gryffindor had ever experienced. However, with the recent loss, a few of the members were not so happy. Losing because the other teams were better was one thing, but losing a game because of the incompetence and stupidity of a player? That was different. Bobby Stevenson was the reason they had lost the game. Since the Gryffindor team was already fighting for 3rd place, this loss hardly sat well with anyone within the house.

They weren’t terribly mean, as the hexes they used could have been harsher, but it was still enough to break his spirit completely. The first hex was anteoculatia which caused him to painfully grow antlers. The second was the incarcerous Spell, which they used to fasten said antlers to a tree. When the Gryffindors (and a few other house members) had said what they wanted, they left him there to fend for himself.

Bobby had tried his best to wiggle out of the ropes, but they were fastened tightly with rope and the more he moved, the tighter they got. The logical thing to do was to use his wand to get out of this, but the bullies had thought better and taken it from him, placing just out of his reach on the ground.

He didn’t want to cry. He always cried, but he also couldn’t shake the self-hate and frustration he was feeling. The back of his throat ached in pain and his eyes were welled up with tears that had not yet fallen.

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When Tye saw the boy from a distance he thought that his roommate was just having some harmless fun. After all, the boy seemed to enjoy spending time outside. But as Tye grew closer he was not having fun. The boy was in fact, stuck. “Shit, what happened? Who did this?” He asked, pulling out his wands and freeing the boy from the ropes and then the antlers from his head. “I will get to the bottom of this. Who was it?”

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لپسٹک // Self-Para (ft. Jay)

Tye waited patiently for his brother outside of the Slytherin common room. He knew that his brother was in trouble. The boy hadn't spoken to Tye in months and worse, he was looking vaguely more black and blue every time Tye saw him. It was Tye's instinct to protect those he cared about, and further than that, it was his instinct to protect his little brother. Tye understood his role as the patriarch of the family after his father died, but he wished that his brother would make his job just a little bit easier.

Before their dad's death, Jay and Tye were close. In fact, they were closer than close. They were best friends. Jay looked up to Tye and Tye constantly tried to prove that he was worth the adoration Jay gave him. But perhaps it wasn't the death of their father that had triggered their distance. Once Jay came to Hogwarts Jay didn't see his brother as this powerful gift to man kind. Tye was just Tye, as he always was. So as Jay's adoration slipped away, Tye's motivation did too and Tye became apathetic to everything except protecting his brother.

"Jay!" Tye called out running after his brother as he emerged from the common room. But Jay wanted nothing to do with Tye and kept on walking. Unlucky for Jay perhaps, Tye was persistent. "Jay, what the hell, come back. I just want to talk."

Jay, being Jay, flipped off his brother and lifted his hood over his head. "Fuck off Tye." His brother said, his voice cracking as he spoke.

Tye was growing frustrated. "I said, come back here now."

Jay stopped in his tracks, but he didn't turn around. "You aren't والد صاحب," (dad) Jay said in Urdu, the language his mother spoke exclusively. Both of them were bilingual, but it was rare for them to speak a mix of it. Particularly to each other. That was something their father did when he was mad. But, Jay was right, Tye was not his father. Tye stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath.

"I'm not, and you're not mum, so drop the urdu."

"یہ آپ کو پاگل کر دیتا ہے؟" (Does it make you mad?) Jay didn't turn around as he spoke which made Tye only more upset.

"نہیں," (No) Tye said, giving in and speaking with him. "I am not dad, though, so I'm not going to yell at you in Urdu. That's not fucking fair."

"Then STOP FUCKING ACTING LIKE HIM," Jay yelled, still not turning around.

Tye was silent, just for a moment. "Please, talk to me, Jay. I just want to be sure you're alright."

Jay didn't turn around, though. Instead, he seemed to be wiping his face.

"Jay..." Tye said approaching him, grabbing his shoulder and forcing him to turn. As Tye did that, though, Jay swiveled back quickly, not letting his brother see his face. What Tye did see was just a brief glimpse. Jay's mouth and lips were bright red from something, Tye assumed it was blood, and his eyes... Tye swore they looked black and blue.

"I told you just to leave me the fuck alone. Go back to your girlfriend or whatever. You already are a possessive creep over her."

Tye tried to keep calm; his brother was clearly injured in someway. His words through Tye off though. Jay knew about his job.

"I'm not a fucking possessive creep," He said insulted. "You know that's my job. You KNOW I get paid. I'm the reason you can hide in that ratty hood and still go to school." Tye sighed, "You're clearly injured Jay, just let me-"

"What I'm supposed to THANK you for this shit? No. Tye, people think you are that girls abusive ass girlfriend. You don't do fucking shit all day, just fucking follow her around 24 fucking 7. You think that fucking helps my reputation?" As Jay's voice got louder, it got higher, and continued to break. "Get a fucking hobby or something and stop clinging to me and your fucking "job" if that's what you fucking want to call her. You need a life."

Tye stood there helplessly listening to his brother yell at him. "Jay, please let me take y-"

"I'm FINE. Just leave me the hell alone for the first time in my fucking life."

Tye stood there and watched his brother walk off head down through a crowd of students. What the hell happened to Jay? More than that, who had Tye become?