Jeremy Davis

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bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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jen presses her lips lightly together in a small smile. jeremy’s sweetness wasn’t as apprreciated as it should be, jen thought to herself. she lets out a small laugh, handing the bottle back and letting her hands fall back to her pockets. “sorry, i got ahead of myself.” jen looks around at everyone. she sees a few familiar faces and she has mild flashbacks to the parties in the room of requirement and in the common rooms. she thinks there might have even been one on the outskirts of the forbidden forest. she frowns lightly, refusing to think too much on the past and focus on the moment now. “we should play a game,” she says to him suddenly. “never have i ever. have you ever played?” she asks tilting her head to the side.

jeremy grabs the bottle from her, but doesn’t take a drink out of it. even if it took him a little longer to get buzzed than everyone else because of his supernatural being, he still didn’t want to drink much to be on high alert at all times. when jen asked him if he had played the game, he chuckles and nods. “only like a million times before and i’m pretty sure i still won’t be drinking much after all the questions.” since he mostly kept to himself for the past years, there wasn’t much he had done other than focus on school and not turning into a werewolf in front of others.

[curieuxreveur]

bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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the grin that spreads over her lips is as genuine as ever. if it were anyone else she’s sure they would have tried to talk her out of it. jen waves off his worry as they weave through the crowd. “don’t worry, i get a free pass for acting out. as long as you don’t ditch me somewhere then you’ll be fine, i’m sure.” jen’s eyes light up at the bottle in front of her. “brilliant.” jen takes her wand from her boot again, tapping the top so that it open with a pop and she’s laughing as some people cheer in the background. jen happily takes the bottle from him. “bottom’s up,” she toasts in his direction before bringing the bottle to her lips. and the burning bitter taste of fire running down her throat is igniting. “fucking hell, i needed this. are you going to have some?”

“i can assure you that i would never do that.” he says playful but with also some seriousness to what he’s saying. he cared too much to even think of doing that, if he were super drunk his instinct would be to take care of jen and make sure she’s alright before putting himself first. jeremy cheers along with everyone when the top of the bottle comes off. “i was going to before you took the bottle from my hands.” he chuckles taking the bottle from her and taking a long sip himself. it was going to take him a lot more than that to actually be buzzed at all.

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bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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“alright, davis,” she emphasizes with a sigh, “you have yourself a deal.” jen gives him a smile, albeit small but genuine. she tucks her wand into her boot and shrugs her blanket off, folding it before settng it down. “get me properly smashed and i might sing with you too,” she proposes rising her eyebrows. a few drinks might help jen forget all her worries and woes, if only for a little bit. jen’s eyes survey the groups in hopes of spotting a bottle and she sees quite a few different bottles of giglewater but she’s looking for something strong. 

“awesome!” he says a little too excited. he gets up from the log they were sitting at and he towered over her small figure. “smashed, uh oh, that never turns out good but if that’s what you want i’ll do it. as long as your brother doesn’t come after me with a hex.” he chuckles slightly making their way through the crowd of people, his eyes landing on one of the bottles jen had requested earlier. in a swift move, he snags it before anyone else claimed it and he wiggled it in front of jen’s face. maybe it was his werewolf abilities that made him faster and he was grateful for that at the moment. “you owe me, silmings.”

[curieuxreveur]

bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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she lets out a short burst of laughter, a hand coming up to her mouth as if to keep it in. the sound is admittedly a little foreign to her.  “i’m sure you’re not the only one. pretty soon it will be an orchestra of dying whale songs with how much everybody’s drinking.” jen shakes her head, soft musing laughter on her tongue. she hesitates when he asks her what she wants out of the night. she knows he’s not calling her out but she feels put on the spot somehow. a part of her wants to enjoy the night with everyone else and the other part of her wants to wallow in her pity. jen bites down on her lower lip before she relents, sighing into an soft smile. “depends if you can find me a cup of firewhiskey. or absinthe. you know, in exchange for the marshmellows.” jen waves the bag in her hand for extra measure.

jeremy laughs along with her, proud of his little line. thought it was probably one hundred percent true, then again he didn’t give himself much credit about a lot of things. he didn’t want to see jen sit by the fire all night by her lonesome probably thinking about michael the whole time, not that it was a bad thing when he wasn’t in the right state but because it hurt him seeing her that way and he wanted her to have at least a little bit of fun. “i can definitely do that, but you have to come with me and find it.”

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bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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she keeps her smile to herself. jeremy’s inner child is refreshing and if things weren’t the way they were jen would have likely joined in the festivities. it’s just a little difficult on her part when the war had swallowed her whole. she knows she’s not the only one who has had so much taken from her but she’s tired.  jen plucks a marshmellow in her mouth, cleaning the corners of her mouth with her finger.  “maybe you should do the singing. i’m sure you have a beautiful voice,” she teases.

jeremy chuckles at her comment, if she only knew how wrong she was. “more like the sounds of a dying whale if im being honest.” he said pressing his lips together and shrugging. but if he had a few drinks in him, he probably would break into song and not be ashamed whatsoever. “so, do you want to go join in on the fun or just stay here all night roasting marshmellows?”

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bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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“one of the few,“ she supplies. she’s actually kind of grateful jeremy’s sober when majority of the camp isn’t. then again, maybe she should get her hands on a bit of fire whiskey to drown herself in something, a smile makes it’’s way to her lips before she grabs for the bag of marshmellows at her feet. the bag still has plenty left, jen taking her time roasting them. “knock yourself out, davis.” music begins playing behind them, someone playing an upbeat irish tune with what looks like an accordion. jen figures someone transfigured it out of some stray piece of wood. “wow, people are literally dancing like their dying.”

“one of the few.” he repeats, looking back at the others who are stumbling around camp and being loud as all hell, though it was a bit entertaining. his face lit up slightly like a kid in a candy shop when he saw the bag of marshmellows. he had to admit, he enjoyed the gooey sweetness. he took a few of them at a time and without roasting it he popped one into his mouth. hearing the music, jeremy looks back again and a small smile appears on his face -- at least someone people were having fun. “now we just wait until someone starts signing and we’ll have a real party.”

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bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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she takes the marshemellow in her hand after it’s cooled down enough. her forefinger and thumb picking at it before she senses someone close to her. she’s only startled because he nearly falls over her, the brunette jumping slightly in her seat. “oh, jeremy,” she says in recognition. a small smile forms over her lips at the friendly face. “i only caught the end,” she admits to him. jen scoots as if to make room for him to sit, her eyes focused on her marshmellow, picking at the burnt pieces. “having too much fun with the festivities?” she presumes his clumsiness has to do with the celebrations. she heard someone nicked some fire whiskey and some other giggle water from hogsmeade earlier. 

jeremy sits next to jen when she scoots over, hands just going over the fire slightly as if he needed any more warmth knowing very well he rarely got cold given his other form. “oh no i’m utterly sober right now, surprisingly.” but if he could get his hands on anything at the moment, he would gladly do so. there was no harm in having a little fun in war, right? “you’ve got any marshmellows left or do i have to steal the one in your hand?” he smirks slightly looking over at her. 

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bless those tired eyes ::

[jxremydavis]

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the colors of the sky had faded into a smoky grey with flurries of snow fluttering over the camp. jen’s sitting around one of the campfires with a blanket snugly wrapped around her. she had done most of her packing already for the move. she still doesn’t know which group she’s in. actually, no one knew where or who they were going to end up with. mostly everyone had accepted they might never see one another again. everyone succumbed to gathering around campfires, singing songs and jesting around like it was some big party. for just a moment it looks like there isn’t a war going on, like for just a second the war’s suspended in time. 

jen’s wand is hovering a marshmallow over the campfire, the girl twirling it until it turns a golden brown and she beckons it over. she’s trying to enjoy herself. really, she is. it’s just at the back of mind she can’t help but wonder what will happen to michael. what will happen to charlotte? and if they are leaving what will happen to dylan, jonathan and vannah? no one has seen them for months. will they never be able to make it back? lost in her thoughts she almost doesn’t notice the figure beside her.

it had been a few months since the rescue mission, which if jeremy was being honest, it had gone terribly wrong. yes, they had brought back michael but they left people behind and the michael they had brought back wasn’t even himself. jeremy didn’t even know what he was supposed to do and he only watched, he didn’t want to get in the way of whatever was going on with michael but he imagined that jen wasn’t taking it very well. 

from a distance he spotted the small girl and he approached her trying to see carefully on the ground to make sure he didn’t step on anything or trip on anything -- but that hadn’t gone accordingly to plan. what was the point of having werewolf abilities if he couldn’t even keep his own two feet on the ground? but he caught himself before he could face plant onto the ground. “you didn’t see that, right?”

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He feels the tension in the room increase as people start to surround the bed. And yet his gaze does not waver from Jen, her voice coming into focus as he blinks, the world coming back to him in colors and sounds. It takes him several moments to realize what she’s saying, who she is and their connections. There’s a vague remembrance of something sweet and soothing, but the more Michael tries to remember, the more it slips from his mind and the feeling of numbness takes hold of him. The shine of the necklace in Sophie’s hand catches his eye and flickers his gaze away from Jen at the sight, eyes squinting slightly. 

Embroidered on one side, Michael peers at the J. Staring and staring, until the back of his mind recalls the frigid voice; From now on, Michael Settler, you work for us You are on our side. Every memory of your friends, loved ones that are not on our side, you will no longer remember them. Because they are not good people. They are criminals and will be treated as criminals. And you will kill them on sight. 

The brightness that shines in eyes, fades. Dull. Empty. Void. And with his heart beating loud in his chest, the switch within him flips. Adrenaline pumps when despite his aching limbs, he lunges for the necklace, snatching it up in his hand while the other crooks his fingers in the collar of Jen’s shirt, causing her to be pulled forward. Using the necklace as a restraint, he bites his lip with force, upper lip twitching as uses the silver to choke her. Jennifer Silmings is a criminal. Jennifer Silmings is supposed to die.

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There’s a long silence that follows Michael’s awakening like everyone’s holding their breath. She doesn’t know what to expect but ther’s a small part of her that hopes Michael’s lips will turn up into one of his care free smiles, he’ll slip out a joke because Michael can never fully be serious. But that’s not entirely true. Michael changed a lot over the course of the war, slowly growing up and even becoming a leader here at the camp. Jen didn’t know what expect from him now. She sits up, holding her breath as she grips onto his forearm like she’s trying to anchor him somehow, bring him back down to reality because the cloudiness in his eyes is slowly overtaking him.

And she sees it before anything happens; the light in his eyes extinguishes like water falling over a flame, replaced by something entirely alien to her and far too frightening to ever belong to Michael. Michael’s name is on her tongue before it happens, his arm moving too fast for her and her breath escapes her as the same hands who once held her were responsible for wiring her necklace, the same necklace she gave to him representing everything she felt for him, around her throat. She shoots her hands up trying to force his hands off her, claws at his skin until there’s red under her nails, the silver chain burning against her skin. All thoughts escape her. There’s no question of who, what, when or why. The only thing she’s thinking is air, she needs air. Get him off. Asphyxiation and desperation close in on her, Jen vaguely aware of voices around her but she can’t hear what they’re saying when blackness is dotting her vision.

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Observing as how the two were reunited, Jeremy thought about leaving the tent not wanting to crowd them too much, he shouldn’t be in there anyway. As he was about to step away, he turned his face once more to look at the two when he saw Michael trying to choke Jen. What the fuck?! Jeremy moves so fast towards the two, swinging his arm to punch Michael right across his face knocking him out cold. 

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When the news that the others were back, Justin headed toward the medical ward, Dylan trailing along behind him. Walking across the camp, onlookers were beginning to stare with the curiosity of what was going on. The two boys pushed through the crowds and into the tent, Justin exhaling a sigh once he spots them. “What happened to Cassie?” he says immediately, moving toward the bed Michael was in. “Is he okay?”

Splitting up with the others, Ace deciding to stay behind to tend to Vannah and Andrew, Dylan left with Justin to check in with Jen. Knowing that Michael’s absence has been hard on her, Dylan knew he needed to be present in case anything went or was wrong. Not to mention that Michael had been the one to help him through many hardships and insecurities that has been with him since the year prior. Entering the tent, Dylan spots Jen and immediately comes to her side, pressing his lips together as he spots Michael in the hospital bed. He looks up at the sound of Cassie’s name, looking about the tent with wide eyes. They rescued one and lost another. 

She shakes her head at Jeremy not knowing what’s happening in Michael’s body in thi second. Soon enough ther are too many bodies in the tent and she feels claustrophobic. There’s too many people, too many voices adn too any thoughts roaming in her mind. “She’s coming back,” she promises. “Caius is going to get her. We didn’t lose anyone. We gained someone.” She has no idea if her words hold any weight but she cant think about it right now. She can’t think about losing anyone or that her judgement with Caius is wrong. Too many thoughts swimming her mind she squeezes her eyes shut, running her fingers through her hair as she takes a breath. Licking her lips she shakes off all her nerves stepping closer to Michael, bending down to his eye level eyes surveying over him. “Someone give me a moist towelette.”

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Sophie moves fast, snatching a small towelette and running lukewarm water over it. Twisting it she removes the excess water before wakling back over to Jen and hanging it back ot her. Her arms crossing back over her chest as she looks on with concern not knowing what else to do but wait.

[jxremydavis]

If it had been up to him, he would have thrown a bucket of cold water to wake him up but obviously Jen was going with the gentle way. 

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Jen’s pace quickens with the stares, swallowing the lump in her throat. She reaches the tent first, opening the flap for the rest of them to pile in. “No one’s in here?” Jen voices seeing the empty room, her eyes flickering back to scan over their growing audience but she only sees concerned students staring back a her and whispering. “Don’t you all jobs to be doing?” she snaps growing impatient.

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Sophie can see the tension growing in Jen’s shoulders and face. She completely understands of course, her own concern for Michael growing by the little knowlefge they had. She steps inside, quickly fixing up the bed. “Bring him over here,” she calls Jeremy over.

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Jeremy steps into the tent, placing Michael on the bed Sophie had told him to finally letting his shoulders feel free at last. “Why hasn’t he woken up yet?”

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Her nerves are erratic, this anxiety building in her stomach or is it anticipation? She figures it might be a mixture of both. Jen mirrors Sophie’s look of relief knowing they made it this far but its short lived when she’s not sure the extent of damage Michael has endured while in the castle. “The medical ward. Michael’s been out cold since we got him.” 

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She nods, not needing to be told twice. “This way,” she gestures them inside taking a look at Michael’s bruised body. Sophie flinched just thinking about the pain he must have gone through. “You don’t know anything about what they did to him?”

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Jeremy followed behind Sophie, ignoring the looks others were giving them because of Michael. “No, we just found him chained up in the Ravenclaw tower.”

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She’s ahead of Jeremy, naturally reaching their designated destination at the right time. She messages Sophie once again letting her know that they are just outside the border. “They’re coming to get us,” she whispers, her hot breath turning to smoke in the night. Her eyes flicker over Michael but she can’t stare too long without worrying too much.

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The whole fiasco with Ace could have been avoided but its too late now and Ace and Justin have brought most of the group back in. From what she gathers they are off getting food, most likely hungry from their adventure. She couldn’t say she blamed them. Sophie’s back in her tent when she gets Jen’s message and she snags an extra blanket for Michael before meeting them, casting the spell to reveal herself and allow them back in. “You made it!” she smiles out of relief. “How’s Michael doing? We can take him to the medical ward now or do you still want to keep him a secret?” she asks not knowing what the rest of hte plan is from here.

[jxremydavis]

Giving Jen a nod again, he didn’t slow down when she whispered that the others were coming for them. After all the running he could see Sophie from a distance after she had revealed herself. After he had crossed past the border, he stopped gasping for air but still keeping a hold of Michael. He never thought he’d be grateful to be back into the camp, but he was. “We should take him to the medical ward. Jen?” He turned to her to make sure she was okay with it first.

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She watches Caius leave, bringing her bottom lip into her mouth as she chews on the flesh until Caius is no longer visible. Turning back to Jeremy she nods, clutching her wand with a firmer hand as she gestures with her free hand to keep going. “Come on, the others are waiting.” Jen casts a quick charm over their feet to hide their footsteps and she heads off to disppear into the trees alongside Jeremy.

[jxremydavis]

Jeremy nods before he starts running after Jen, hands holding Michael securely and hoping his werewolfy body heat is keeping Michael warm enough as they run through the cold night. 

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Caius glances back between the pair, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth. The cold air burns his lungs and it feels good to be outside after all this time, a chill running through his sweater. “I’ll go back and get her,” he offers, knowing that he won’t be trusted unless he does something to benefit the others. It’s always been like that and he learned that with his brother and Adrian. “You two get Michael to the camp and I’ll be back with Cassie,” Caius nods to the both of them, swallowing hard as he turns away toward the castle, nervous to meet someone when entering through those doors again.

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Jen opens her mouth to protest, still skeptical of trusting Caius but it’s either her or Caius who goes back whe Jeremy’s preoccupied with Jeremy. She knows she should be the one to go back, that she can’t trust Caius with bringing Cassie back or she shouldn’t trust him at least. It’s her job to make sure everyone gets back safely but she hesitates, glancing back at Michael’s beat up body. It’s selfish, it’s so selfish to want to stay and look after Michael but the decision is made for her when Caius turns back anyway. Jen closes her eyes, angry at herself for staying back but she nods to Jeremy anyway. Caius got them this far right? “Be safe,” she calls out nodding to him before turning back around.

[jxremydavis]

If he could, he would have gone back and looked for Cassie himself since they both had been paired up after all, but with Michael on his shoulder that was impossible and there was no way he would leave Jen by herself with Caius. He wasn’t going to stop him when he offered to go look for Cassie, as long as he brought her back, maybe his trust on the guy would change. Adjusting Miichael on his shoulder, he turns to look at Jen. “Ready to run?”

[curieuxreveur]

Her hands are still shaking even when they are out from the chaos, her eyes wide and alert as they search each and every corner for anyone that could surprise attack them. There’s silence between all of them save for a few directions and their collective chests heaving. It’s only once their out of the castle that Jen feels safe enough to send Sophie a message saying they are on their way. She checks her coin hearing back from the blonde that Dylan, Vannah and Andrew have made it back but that’s when she stops in her tracks. “Wait — Cassie’s not here. Where’s Cassie?”

[jxremydavis]

Crap. It wasn’t his intention to forget about Cassie but after they had split up she hadn’t sent back a warning to anyone and Jeremy had been so focused on finding Jen and Michael that the blonde had slipped out of his mind. “I’m sure she’s fine, she would’ve sent us a message already. She’s smart, she can take care of herself.” Or at least he hoped, she was fine.

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