Penelope Bennett

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

main-man-miles:

Yes indeed! My family has a ranch there. I don’t mind, think about it - to me, all y’all have weird accents. [chuckles] No they wouldn’t. I’ve already met plenty of people who wouldn’t take this extra step. Don’t sell yourself short - this is a lovely thing to do.

Oh? Thats so interesting! Ranch,? Is that like a farm or some sort? Ah, yes I suppose that is true. Not to metion you have like...six different English accents, not to mention like three different irish accents, welsh accents, scottish accents...I’m really sorry you’re being overwhelmed. [laughs] Have you? I mean...I guess I know some people wouldn’t... but thats water under the bridge. [smiles] Why thank you. 

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

main-man-miles:

No ma’am I’m from Texas, pretty new around these parts still… It’d be anice way to meet new people and help out even more. Lovely to meet you, Miles is the name! [signs his name on the paper] It’s lovely you’re trying to organize this.

Texas? As in... the U.S.? Huh...I suppose that explains the strange accent, no offense I’m sorry. I have been around my boyfri-...guy friend for a long time, and he doesn’t really have much of a filter over what he says, I guess I’ve caught his bad habbit. [holds the clipboard and smiles] It’s nice to meet you Miles. And no it isn’t, I mean, anyone would have done it. Hogwarts is my home after all, even though I no longer attend.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

main-man-miles:

Well I wasn’t a student but I’ve built an entire house before, I’d love to help if ya’d like ma’am…

Oh well that’s alright! The more help we have the better I think! Here, all you have to do is put your name on this list! [hands him a clipboard and a pen.] My names Penny by the way. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around before, not even as a staff personal at school.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

kherington-the-queen:

No offense cutie pie but I don’t even prepare my own home. 

Well... we could always use group leaders.... people who...tell others what to do and when to do it.... You were always good at that, no offense or anything. I didn’t mean for it to sound like the wrong way...

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Calling all former 7th years! Would any of my former peers like to assist me in volunteering to help the staff with preparing the castle for the upcoming year?

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Run [james&penny]

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He smiled like the big oaf he was. What was he doing? Penny was a sobbing mess, he was running on four hours of sleep. He was just so consumed by emotion. James leaned towards her. He felt a wave of exhilaration right before his lips touched hers. The runny nose thing grossed him out a bit, but the kiss itself felt sweet and nice. It felt right.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny would be lying if she said she didn’t feel something when James had kissed her. Before, he was just a house and classmate, a boy who she knew since their first ever night at Hogwarts. She watched him try and prove him self - which in her opinion he completely succeeded 100% -, and shes seen him at his lowest since the war had ended... and he was the best friend she hasn’t had in a while due to all the ones she did have were either missing... or dead, or well just preoccupied with their lives right now. She never really thought of James in anyway other than friends, at least she didn’t really put much thought into it, but when when he kissed her while she was a sobbing mess, she could feel it. She felt something just burst out of her in loud sirens and flashing lights telling her that she had feelings for him. She kissed him back and after a moment she pulled away and wiped her face clean of anything that was gross. A laugh escaped her lips and she smiled at him. “I’m such a mess... I’m sorry. I’m sure you really don’t want a snotty kiss at all.” She apologized, still laughing a little.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Run [james&penny]

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James regretted asking that question so, so much. “Can… Can I kiss you? Y’know how people do?” He felt his face getting warm. He didn’t know what he was thinking, or what he was feeling; he was walking blindly into this. And he still wasn’t sure if it was a good idea or not.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny just stared at him, trying to understand and comprehend what was happening. He wanted to kiss her... he was asking her if he could kiss her... but why did he want to kiss her? She was  complete and utter mess. Her hair was most probably all over the place, her face was red and blotchy, not to mention wet from the tears and her eyes were puffy, her nose was runny.. so why would he want to kiss her, right now of all times? However she nodded anyway. “Yes...” She told him.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Run [james&penny]

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   “I haven’t left, Pen. And I promise that I won’t.” He wasn’t sure what else to say, so he just held her. He sat with her like that for a few moments before asking, “Can I kiss you?”

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny looked at him and sniffled, she could feel her nose begin to run due to the crying and she could still feel the tears falling from her eyes, she just couldn’t stop them. “Okay...” She whispered, holding onto him tightly, taking in the feeling of him being there. He was all she had now... well for the most part. Penny pulled away and looked at him strangely. “What...?” She asked in reply to his question.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

I’ve got it! I’ve got it! I can’t believe it! Nothing can ever match the happiness I am feeling right now!

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Run [james&penny]

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“Okay, sorry, sorry. It was a stupid question.” James put a hand on his hip and rubbed the back of his head with the other. “Hey! You’re not stupid, and you’re not naive, Pen.” He crouched down in front of her and took her hands from pulling at her hair and gripped them. Her hands were much smaller and softer compared to his rough, calloused hands. “Don’t say that, Pen. There wasn’t a lot that people could do, and it’s a miracle we won this war.” He let go of her hands and sat next to her. “If you didn’t ‘run and hide’… Then maybe I wouldn’t have anywhere to stay right now. Don’t think about what you didn’t do, Penny, think about what you have. Think about what you’re doing now.”

James pressed his lips. So this was about Bryony. Penny was having survivor’s guilt, clearly. James knew the feeling well. “Bryony… Bryony is–” He stopped himself from saying the d-word in case it would wrench more tears from Penny. “I’m so sorry, Penny. I really am…” He was at a loss for words. He couldn’t comfort Penny and make her stop feeling guilty without suggesting that Bryony deserved to die. He hadn’t known the girl well, but he at least knew that she shouldn’t have died. No one deserved to die, not so young. Biting on his lip, he reached an arm around Penny. Maybe just holding her would be the best solution.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny couldn’t believe James, she just couldn’t. She felt like if she had tried harder than maybe she would have been able to do something, to help someone. Maybe if she had done more, than maybe Niles would still be alive, Bryony would still be alive, Midas wouldn’t be in St. Mungos. So Penny just decided that she wasn’t going to comment on anything James had said, she just couldn’t. She knew it was useless, no matter what she said, he would just tell her the same things over again, it’ll be an endless cycle that would get to old far too soon.

Penny sniffled, as she reached her arm and draped it over his middle and leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder. “I can’t do this.... I can’t do this James..” She whispered as she held onto him tightly. “Everyones left...everyone..” She whimpered pathetically, hiding her face in James’ shoulder. “Promise you’ll never leave James...please promise me...” She begged. She didn’t know what she would do if she lost James from her life... they have known each other for over seven years, but it seemed like since the war they didn’t really start knowing each other since then... and in the short few months, he has become someone she cherishes so much in her heart...he’s become her best friend and she doesn’t know what she would do if he left too. “Please..please don’t ever leave.”  

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Run [james&penny]

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James had gotten home from visiting Midas (an adventure to be disclosed later) and was hanging up his coat when he heard Penny screaming and glass shattering from the bathroom. “Penny?” he called. He ran down the hall and knocked on the door– he’s not entirely rude– before barging in. 

When he opened the door, he saw Penny’s cup and the soap dispenser broken on the floor, and water pooled by her feet. She was sobbing. “Merlin, Pen!” he cried and pulled out his wand. He quickly repaired the fragmented dishes and placed them on the bathroom counter. “Did you throw those? What’s wrong?” He thought that maybe she was grieving Niles again, but he never expected her to mourn so violently. Pursing his lips, he evaporated the water and fixed the mirror. He almost reminded her that that was seven years of bad luck, but he felt that it was not the appropriate time for joking around.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny looked and saw that it was James, well she saw his figure and his black hair and bright blue eyes - all features were blurred from her tears that were pouring out of her eyes like waterfalls. “Of course not. Why would I throw things James Sirius Potter? I’m Penelope fucking Bennett, I’m the stupid naive little good girl who does nothing other than the things shes told! I don’t ever go out of my way for anything, not even for a war that she should have at least tried to help out with! But no, I didn’t! I did nothing but run and hide and did nothing!”  Penny screamed as she slid onto the floor against the wall, crying even harder. 

Penny banged her head on the wall of the bathroom and sobbed. She wanted to break something else, wanted to break things, scream in anger. She hated herself. She hated herself for doing nothing while Bryony died. “I did nothing and now...and now..I should be dead...” She screamed even louder as she held her head in her hands. “I should be dead! Not her! Not Bryony!” Penny cried as she gripped her hair between her fingers.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Run [james&penny]

Penny went the bathroom to get ready for bed. it had been a long long day for her, even though she had done absolutely nothing to exhaust her. The news of Bryony’s death was still plaguing her mind. She brushed her hair three times to make sure all the tangles were out. She put her brush back in its place then went to brush her teeth, once she was done she rinsed her tooth brush, then took her cup that had her name on it -she charmed it to say her name and to have the time of day on it as well, she also made James one as well when he moved in-. She took a sip of water after she filled the cup.

Once the glass was half empty she looked at herself in the mirror. Penny never thought she was ugly, she actually thought she was kind of pretty - she could see why someone would think she was pretty - however when she looked in the mirror she didn’t see her pretty self anymore. She did see herself, though, but not as she did that morning. She saw someone who didn’t deserve to be alive. How was it that she was standing there living, breathing, and healing where her best friend in the whole world lay dead somewhere. Bryony had a father who loved her, a living father who loved her. Bryony had many people who loved her...Penny had two now. Bryony was seventeen, turning eighteen and had the rest of her life to live, Bryony had dreams and ambitions that out weighed her own. Bryony... was Bryony. And she was dead.

Penny threw her glass at the mirror in front of her, letting water spill everywhere, glass from the cup and the mirror shatter all over the place, as she screamed at the top of her lungs. She hated it, she hated being alive when Bryony was dead! Bryony had so much more to live for, she did so much for the war where as Penny did absolutely nothing! She grabbed her ceramic soap dispencer and threw it against the wall in anger, frustration and sadness.

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Oblivion // selfpara

Penny was organizing all of her books, once again. Ever since James had moved in, she’s been re-organizing everything in the house. Looking through her families things, deciding what to keep, what to get rid of, and it was proving to be very difficult. She heard a pop sound and she turned around and saw a very familiar man. She greeted him with a smile.

“Hello Mr. Delevingne...” She greeted him, but was completely confused on why he was there to see her. Not that she minded, she loved Bryony’s father very much.

“Penny...I, I wish this was a more happier visit-”  He started, looking forlorn which only confused Penny more. “I... it’s about Bryony...” Penny felt her heart stop the moment she heard Mr. Delevingne say those three words. She had hoped that Bryony was alive and well, or at least alive. Maybe she’s in St. Mungos....  yes. She had to have been.... “I’m so sorry Penny...” He told her softly and Penny took a step back and fell back onto her bed, letting herself fall to a sitting position. “I’m sorry it’s taken me this long to come to you about it...but...”

“No...no, it’s understandable...” Penny told him in a soft voice, trying to get her brain to stop moving so fast so she can just comprehend what was being told to her.

“Here...here are some things that I know she’d would’ve wanted you to have...” He said as he pulled out Bryony’s beloved Rose gold jewelry box out of a extendable space charmed bag. “Theres also all of her clothes and things in there as well...she’d kill us if we ever donated it, and theres no one else who would love and appreciate Bryony’s love of her clothes than you, Penelope.” Penny stood up and took hold of the jewelry box and the bag.

“Are...are you sure?” Penny asked, concerned as she looked up to Bryony’s father, and he nodded sadly.

“Positive... like I had said, she’d want you to have them. You two were best friends... don’t think I’ve ever seen a more positive influence on her than you, Penny.” He said, honestly, Penny knew...however the words just went through her as if they were nothing. It felt wrong to her, to have all of Bryony’s clothes and her jewelry. To Penny it felt...so wrong, she wasn’t worthy to own all of this - she one did not have the space to put it, but... she was sure one necklace was worth more than her entire house and the appliances.

“Thank you...”  She whispered as she placed the jewelry box on top of her desk. Opening up the jewelry box, she saw all the silver bracelets, and rings and earings, and something caught her eye. It was a pretty, pin that was made with amathyst in the shape of a gazelle. Penny felt her heart break when she picked it up, she remembered Bryony telling her she was gonna get her something like that.

“I’m going to get you a pretty purple pen, P.”  She heard Bryony’s voice in her head. Penny quickly put it back before she noticed the beautiful engagement like ring that Bryony always wore like one. She wanted to touch it but she was afraid if she did then it would break at first touch.

Placing the bag next to it, she would have to sort through it later, then she turned to Bryony’s father and smiled sadly. “How..how are you and your wife doing with...with the news...?” She asked as gently as she possibly could have.

“Well enough, I’d say...” He replied. “You know, Penny, you can call me Daniel...” He told her and Penny nodded.

“I know...it feels weird to call you by your first name.” She replied awkwardly. They stood there in silence for a few moments before Daniel Delevingne broke it.

“You’re taking this well...”

“I’m still trying to process it...” Penny replied with a small nod. They stood there for a few minutes before Penny walked over and wrapped her arms around him tightly, and he did the same to her. Penny couldn’t bring herself to cry, she couldn’t. She could just hear Bryony telling her not to waste tears on her, that she wasn’t worth the tears and if she did cry, She would come back as a ghost and haunt her ass until she stops crying. Once Penny pulled away, she pushed her hair back behind her ears and looked up at Daniel sadly.

“I best be going...” He nodded, as did Penny.

“Thank you... thank you for letting me know instead of letting me live in wonder...I appreciate it Mr. Delevingne.” Pennys sad smile faltered a little as he nodded.

“She’d probably haunt us if we didn’t tell you, to be honest.” He joked, it was bad, but the effort was still there.

Not too long after that, he had left, leaving Penny standing in her room in complete silence.

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“Certainly is. Far more cold than the UK, I’ll tell you that!” She did love the village she had been in, though. At first it felt like a small, icy, undeveloped prison– no recent books by wizarding fiction writers, no new candies, no normalcy she was used to. Eventually, though, it was the simpleness of the village that helped her past everything. Her first trip back to the UK two months ago was to secure her new flat in London, and her first step in the city was a horrifying familiarity that had caused an hour long panic attack in a Diagon shoppe. 

 Penny didn’t need to say where Midas was or what exactly his mental state was like. It was already clear to her and she could only imagine the ward he was in– the thought mixed with the news of Niles’ death caused her to start crying as they walked to the cafe. The stares from people around them multiplied, the whispers rose; she pulled the sunglasses off the top of her head and slid them over her eyes, then took one of Penny’s hands in her own. 

 "I suppose my… ‘Death’ didn’t help Midas…“ She made a mental note to talk to James about seeing Midas together– and if the boy disagreed, she’d go on her own. He had to know she was alive, and it had to come from her. "I’m so sorry about Cammie… And Niles– oh my heavens… May the gods know they have a true angel in their midst now. I’m sorry you lost so much love, darling.” She knew Cammie and Penny’s mess full well, but she and Niles had been beautiful. It was out of a storybook, those two– and it was pure. And maybe in another universe, it truly could have worked for them. 

 They neared the cafe as Penny rambled– and Avery was surprised with how much the girl had to say about Potter. While she and the Potter family had many run in’s while she was a prefect– then Head Girl– at Hogwarts, as they were quite the family, she never spoke to them too much. James was simply another boy in her house, in her year. The ramblings Penny splurted out were enough to make Avery stop crying and smile a little again. 

 "That’s lovely you have someone so lovely around you, lovely.“ She giggled. "You can always babble about Potter! Sounds like a crush, and you know I love to hear about those.” They reached the cafe and Avery followed the waitress that instantly moved to lead them to a table. Once seated, she gave her order– an Americano coffee brew– and began as soon as the waitress left them. 

“Well… When I went down in the battle, I suppose, a younger Slytherin student– transfer student– had seen me and got me out of there, but her mother came to retrieve the girl so they ended up taking me with them. It’s all a horrible story really so I’ll skip the gorey details… But I suppose I was just too weak to try again, or maybe I was scared…” It was difficult to differentiate between the two emotions, at the time. “The student, her name was Wiktoria. Beautiful, really. She’s fifteen now. And her mother, I was only allowed to call mother– but the mother married a Russian man, so they’re the Petrov’s. They just helped me rebuild, I suppose– mentally, physically, in magical skill.” Wiktoria wanted to come to London with Avery, but it was Avery who refused– she couldn’t care for another teen, not one as young as the girl. Not yet. “I owe them my life, no matter how difficult it was to thrive there. They made me realise that I matter past this war, past the titles I held in school. It was eye opening.”

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny gasped, instantly feeling absolutely horrible for even mentioning Midas and Niles to Avery - she knew she was close to both of them and how she felt about Midas. Penny put an arm around Avery and gave her a side hug in comfort. “I’m sorry Avery, I didn’t mean to upset you...I’m so sorry.”  She whispered comfortingly. 

Penny felt absolutely horrible for making Avery cry, however, she would have felt even worse if she had lied to her friend. “He really is okay, Avery...he’s just going to take some time to get a little better but he will be fine one day soon, I promise you... and have any of my promises ever not happened?” She asked, she had full belief and faith that one day Midas was going to be alright and he will come back into their lives and he will be healthy and ready again. Penny 100% believed in that.

Penny blushed and shook her head. “Oh, oh no no... I think you’ve gotten the wrong idea about James, Avery. I...I don’t have a crush on James.... not at all!”  She defended herself. “You know me and my maternal instincts...and James was so sad after the war... and then once he moved in, I’ve gotten to know him and he isn’t as much of a jerk as what he seemed to be in school!”  She told her. “I mean, I can understand why you would think I have a crush developing on James, but I don’t.” She said once more, though the more she kept saying she didn’t have any feelings for James that were more than friendship...the more she felt like she was telling it to herself more so than to Avery. 

Penny listened to Avery’s tale as she sat across from her and as her story continued on, Penny reached across and took Avery’s hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze of comfort. “Oh Avery... I’m so sorry you went through all that.... but I’m happy you’ve come back a stronger person and as long as you are proud of who you are now, that is all that matters...I’m just happy you’re... well you’re you and and you’re back.”  

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Avery squeezed Penny as tightly– and lovingly– as possible. Penny had always been like a home to her; Avery rarely gave any nicknames away but ‘baby’ was Penny, through and through. The girl hadn’t changed one bit. “I’m okay.” She smiled a bit more, if only to reassure the girl in front of her, before pulling away from the second arm. Her hands remained on either of Penny’s arms, holding her in front of her– reassurance for herself. “I promise. I’ve been in Poland, actually. A uhm… Very long story to be told over coffee. Join me?" 

 She turned in the direction of the nearest cafe. 

"Another witch helped me, I’ll explain her over coffee as well… But how have you been? Is everyone that survived okay?” That was one thing she hadn’t been able to do– ask about others. Being a mother to her friends was the norm and now that she was back, she was fully excited to take the position back. “Have people been… Recovering? Is–” She paused for a moment. “Is… Midas okay?”

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny nodded and followed her. “Wow... Poland, really? Well.. that in its self seems like an interesting story to tell.” Penny told her with a small smile. Penny shrugged, not really knowing how to answer the question about herself... Penny didn’t know if she was fine or not. She was still hurting knowing that Cammie up and left, and that Niles was dead.... but... James has been there. The thought of James put some pink to her cheeks. 

“from what I know of, a lot of people did survive.... some didn’t obviously, but some did.” Penny told her with a small smile. “Midas...well...” Penny paused, thinking about what James had told her, and tells her when ever he does visit him. “Hes alive... and... healthy for the most part... the war changed him though, Avery... he isn’t the same Midas you knew and loved. Losing...losing...” Penny paused, and tried to compose herself. It still hurt to think about Niles, she sometimes caught herself crying sometimes in the morning and at night... however when she starts crying, James isn’t that far from her. “Niles.... Niles died...” Penny told her, trying not to let tears fall again. As much as she loves - loved - Niles, she knew she had to move on and that was the hardest part. “Midas... didn’t take it so well, neither did James to be honest... James took it really hard.... he visits Midas you know... every once and a while...but... it’s hard... losing Niles, I mean...” Penny nodded, looking down at her feet. “And Cammie,...Cammie disappeared somewhere....just up and left... with out a word of where he was going or why.... I lost him, then Niles.... but.. but I gained James!”  Penny smiled a little, feeling her cheeks grow hot a little bit.

“Speaking of James... he... he lives with me now, actually. He didn’t really have any where to go, and he seemed so hurt and sad and lonely and... I was too... so I asked him if he wanted to live with me now that I have an entire house to myself...and he agreed - surprisingly enough. Do you remember James Potter? It’s hard to believe that someone like him and someone like me could be friends. I mean... guys like him never notice girls like me...and Oh Avery, James is so sweet deep down, and amazing...”  Penny gushed with her small smile growing and her face growing pinker. “He really makes the pain go away...he...he told me about Niles...and he held me as I cried - well sobbed more like. And he told me that Niles knew how I felt... but I think he was just saying that to make me feel better about never telling him... but that’s sweet of him don’t you think? Of James doing that, I think it’s sweet.” Penny confessed. “Oh, and Donny just loves him, and he loves Donny! It’s amazing... I really enjoy James living with me, and I enjoy him very very much...”

Penny smiled fondly then stopped looking at Avery with wide eyes. “OH! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to rant and ramble, Avery...I just...James... sorry. No more! Tell me about you!”

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She walked through the busy area, surprised at the looks she got from strangers who looked all too knowing. 

Of course, she thought. A person missing from war– presumed dead– reappearing had to be a shocker. All of their faces and names shoved across papers… 

Avery Pennynickle snapped out of her thoughts and kept moving, pulling her leather jacket closer to her body. It was once a cold day in Hell when a girl like her would wear so much as a splotch of black; now, it was a constant accessory. That didn’t matter, though: she was back again. And it was her. And she finally found the person she had been looking for. 

“Hey there.” A soft smile crept up on her lips. “I suppose this is when I say… I’m home.”

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Penny turned around and gaped at who spoke to her. She didn’t want to believe it at first when she heard the voice but when she saw the body that the voice belonged too was really there... Penny wanted to cry from happiness.

“A-Avery!” Penny exclaimed, excited and happy that her friend was indeed alive and well, and right in front of her. Penny wrapped her arms around the other girl and hugged her tightly. “Oh how I have missed you! Are you alright? Where have you been? How did you survive the War? I had heard...” Penny ranted, pulling away from the girl looking at her worried, then pulled her closer into another hug.

[loopyluce-weasley-blog]

Well, I’ve gotten the best news in a year: I’ve become a Healer!

[itsjust-thebonesyoure-madeof]

Well, Lucy, I’m very happy you’ve become one! I’m so proud.