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[xcanisx-blog]

“That cheeky old man… That mistletoe better trap him too.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Yet we all know it won’t because he charmed it himself. Is all really fair in love and kisses under the mistletoe if everyone doesn’t have an equal chance of getting caught?”

[pandorajuniper-deactivated20160]

“Did you hear that?”

[inthelilies-blog]

“--- The particular sound of yelling mistletoe? Maybe, but that may be the fact that I know it’s bound to happen at some point. What is it you’re hearing, Pandora?”

[smokinteddy-blog]

Are you kidding me? It’s Christmas time already? Again?

I swear to Merlin if I end up being chased around by a squad of demon elves again I will throw such a fit it’ll make Ebenezer Scrooge look like Tim Allen. 

[inthelilies-blog]

“Oh, come on, they just thought you needed some Christmas cheer. Which you still do, but that’s beside the point. Are you going to Slughorn’s party tomorrow?”

[inthelilies-blog]

“I do love Christmas carols, but someone ought to tell poor Cadogan that he’s not quite catching onto the same songs as the other portraits. Though his and Anne Boleyn’s rendition of Silent Night was definitely something.”

[yaboijames-blog]

“So what you’re saying is you officially give up on trying to stop me from kissing you? ‘Cause I’m down for that.”

“….yeah, still not feeling History of Magic, Evans.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“I think you have enough self-restraint to do that yourself, Potter.”

“I’m about as interested in the Goblin Rebellions as you, but we still have to do this project. Come on, let’s see if we can find another book.”

[narcissisms-and-heels-blog]

“It’s a learning curve; they need to learn how to be strong in the face of pressure, and it’s our job to help them. Do you not have such standards in Gryffindor?”

[inthelilies-blog]

“We prefer to approach it in a less offensive way, but to each their own, I suppose. Strength isn’t a learning curve, Narcissa, just because they’re scared or worried doesn’t make them any less strong.”

[caradoc-cares-not]

“A good surprise, you say? Well, then, I’m going to go with the previously unmentioned option D– midnight fairy hunting in the gardens.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Sounds like the perfect choice, actually, I’m always up for finding some fairies. Lead the way, Mr. Dearborn.”

[narcissisms-and-heels-blog]

“Excuse me, Miss Evans, but… What business is it of yours how I talk to people in my own House?”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Being in your house doesn’t make them your personal punching bag, Miss Black. When you use a word as tasteless and tactless as that to describe other witches and wizards in this castle, it becomes my business.”

[caradoc-cares-not]

“Oh man, oh man, I love surprises.”

“You’re really okay with me picking any choice? This isn’t one of those things where you say I can pick anything I want, but secretly there’s a right answer that I damn well better hit? Because I am not that great at reading minds, so.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Part of me wants to say yes just to see which answer you think I’m willing you to pick, but I need a good surprise, so nope, no catch -- no mind reading required.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Nope, I’m done, I officially give up on this.”

“Okay, no, I don’t mean that. Let’s try one more time.”

[narcissisms-and-heels-blog]

“For the love of Merlin, learn to talk about something other than Mudbloods and death. Not only is it crass and tacky, but your sour mood is bringing down the aesthetic of the entire castle.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“The only thing crass about that conversation is you using that word, Narcissa. Leave them be, for Godric’s sake.”

[caradoc-cares-not]

“But, Moooooooom, I’m bored.”

“To which my mother would always reply, ‘Only boring people are bored, Caradoc’. So, what do you say? Dare to not be boring with me? Option A, we throw an impromptu karaoke glitter party in the corridor. Option B, we go play tag on broomsticks. And option C…. you close your eyes and let me kiss you, right here, right now.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Your mum sounds like a wise woman, ‘Doc.” A laugh slipped past the redhead’s lips. “Ah, quite a dilemma you’ve given me here. Why don’t you surprise me? Pick your poison.”

[blackvelvetbones-blog]

“I’ve never seen Mary go on a rant that articulate, but hey, maybe I’m wrong. It is, isn’t? I think so, but even if she doesn’t, it wouldn’t hurt to ask. Especially since I have a feeling you’ll be her favorite within the month.”

“Slightly offended our looks have never wounded Donovan Yaxley in such ways, but yeah. Her death glare is definitely goals.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Hey now, that could even be you in a position like hers in a few years. ‘Professor Black’, I can see it now. Changing the wizarding education system one high-heeled step at a time.”

“We can only dream. Even though I’m pretty sure you at least have a few Gryffindors that turn around in the halls when they see you.”

[brcw-glory]

He was an asshole- he’d already accepted that fact about himself. It wasn’t hard considering it was difficult for him to get through a day without internally cursing most that crossed his path. But he’d always tried to make that exception for Lily. She didn’t deserve his snark and bitterness, and as the words left his mouth he felt himself flush and hang his head. “Sorry-” He lifted his head slightly to make eye contact with her. “I didn’t mean- You know how I get- Sorry.” He shook his head sheepishly and looked back at his potion. 

“Normally I’d want to be alone- but not when it’s you. You’re probably the only other person in this ruddy who even understands what the hell is happening inside my cauldron.” He felt the corner of his lips lift into a brittle smile, as if he hadn’t worked those muscles in far too long- which was true. “I’m trying to put some sort of time release property into this potion, but I just can’t seem to get it right.” It’d been bothering him for days, and Slughorn had been absolutely no help.

[inthelilies-blog]

Lily offered a small smile, knocking her shoulder gently against his. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve been on edge too,” she responded, tone soft. The redhead linked her arm through his, looking over the cauldron set before them. Godric, had it been a long week. A brief laugh fell past her lips at his words. “And sometimes even I don’t understand what that brain of yours is mastering this week.” There was something about seeing him smile, even the slightest bit, that made her own spread wider. Perhaps it was because she so often saw him doing anything but, which was a shame. He deserved better. “Okay -- and what is this potion supposed to do? I mean, once the time release bit works. And is there any way I can help you out?”

[cruelcoldsmile-blog]

“Oh don’t you worry, Evans, I’ll get the kiddies to bed in just a moment. I’m letting them admire the view first.” 

[inthelilies-blog]

“Were you always a piece of shit or did they teach you that between classical dance lessons? They were children, Rodolphus, they didn’t deserve to see that. They shouldn’t ever have had to see something as awful as that first hand.”

[blackvelvetbones-blog]

“Yeah. Watching her talk was… well. It was kind of like watching your future play out in front of my eyes. You really have to get one of those white peacoats she has, it screams ‘woman-on-a-mission’.”

[inthelilies-blog]

“Mine? Oh, Merlin, I doubt it. Perhaps Mary or Marlene. Though that peacoat of her’s is really cute. Think she’d tell me where she bought it if I asked?”

“I’m pretty sure I saw Donovan Yaxley practically fold in on himself when she looked at him during class today, though -- if looks could kill, eh?”