HONEYED THORNS.

you name the fiercest storms after women and you wonder why we bite so hard? because you gave us this. you looked at something so destructive, so massive, so dangerous and gave it a woman’s name. you made it so that woman are hurricanes, earthquakes, wildfires, lightning storms. don’t ask me why we bare our teeth and snarl. it’s because we were taught that to be a woman, you must be death incarnate. nadiya krum — seventh year ravenclaw prefect & pureblood

[damonmulciber]

Location: The Great Hall Availability: @krumlegacy​

The Great Hall tables were almost empty, as most people were there just to wait for lunch to begin in an hour as they chatted away. Others preferred to do their homework and studying there, someplace where Madam Pince wasn’t lurking around menacingly waiting for someone to cough or breath too loudly.

But Damon was there because he couldn’t think of anywhere else go looking for his Quidditch captain, who seemed to be evading him at every turn that afternoon. He had a question about when their next practice was going to be but, admittedly had other ulterior motives that felt more pressing.

When he caught sight of none other than Nadiya Krum sitting at the Ravenclaw table with a book, he made his way over and sat across from her. Maybe he could get something of her cousin’s whereabouts from her. “You aren’t the Krum-Vanity family member I was looking for… but you’ll do.” He said, picking up an abandoned cup of water from the table. “Whatcha reading there, Bulgaria?”

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Seated a distance away from the rest of the Ravens, Nadiya hoped that she could get her throbbing headache under control before the rest of the classes were to commence after lunch. Her fork randomly jabbing at various pieces of the meal placed upon her plate, a disinterested look appeared upon her features before her thoughts were interrupted with the appearance of Mulciber, or what she liked to affectionately name Emma’s ‘boy-toy.’ Raising an eyebrow as she folded her arms to await for his usual irritating quips, she began to shut the textbook she had been glancing at before he had decided to appear at her table. “And you aren’t the company I was seeking for, but I guess I have no choice in this, do I?” She drawled back as she rolled her eyes before replying dryly, “A textbook, haven’t you heard of them before, hm Mulciber?”

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lestrangeness‌:

The faintest smile appeared on his face as Nadiya agreed to get out of there but he didn’t want to seem too eager. It wasn’t necessarily her company that made him relieved, even though it was showing to be more refreshing than he’d care to admit, but the idea of getting out of here. Crowds only played on his annoyance and the anger that bubbled beneath the surface felt closer and closer to eruption. The last thing Rod needed was to lose his cool. He followed Nadiya out of the room, not bothering to look around for anyone because he knew that not many people would care if he was there or not. Shaking the thought, he took another drink of his alcohol before fully exiting. 

“There’s a spot over this way that I know, it’s open and at least the air would be fresh,” he nodded his head in the direction he wanted to go, taking the lead this time. It was already more refreshing just to be out of the room of requirement but he knew once they were in the secluded area, it would be better. “I’m sure I’m not the only student to know of this spot but I am fond of it so I would appreciate if you kept it between us.” Rod wasn’t sure why he felt the need to tell her that, it wasn’t like he owned this particular spot, but the words were out there and he couldn’t take them back. He pushed open the door that would lead out, walking through and taking a spot near one of the open windows, taking in the sheer freshness of the air. “Much better, don’t you think?”

Bemused by the prospect of finally being able to escape the irritating party that she had only joined because of the likes of Emma and Rita together with Emme, her smile began to widen as she took a long swig of her drink of alcohol before raising an eyebrow to follow Rodolphus’s lead to exit the party. “Sounds good.” She replied, moving in the same direction as him to exit the party and towards the secluded alcove of an area that apparently was a place that he liked to frequent. “Of course.” She murmured as she began to take her own spot in the area, stretching out her legs as she took another drink of her beverage before nodding at the relief of being out from the stuffy party and its occupants. “Much.” She replied as she cautiously glanced at the shifting features of Rodolphus, not knowing much about him unlike his brother whom she knew much better. Whilst Rabastan had been a childhood friend of hers, she couldn’t say the same for the elder Lestrange and she was not sure why exactly he had decided to approach her for a conversation, but she wasn’t going to complain considering the company she had been forced to experience earlier.

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evan-rcsier‌:

“I think I’ll test my luck tonight,” Evan told her, waiting to see if she would lead them towards the common room. It was easier to act like an annoying asshole around Nadiya than show her his vulnerable side, something that he really only gave her glimpses of when he was feeling down or handing her a new gift. At least when she was annoyed with him now she wasn’t annoyed with the real him, just the persona that he chose to put on. She could hate him all he wanted and while it still hurt him, he had his protective barrier as well. “What should our first topic of discussion be? Perhaps school? I’m sure someone as smart as you expect to ace NEWTs later this year.”

Rolling her eyes at Evan’s replies, she wondered if there was ever a time when he wasn’t an incredibly annoying jackass who seemed to live to irritate her. Folding her arms and waiting for him to follow her towards the Common Room, she wondered just how long his antics would last before she could finally escape the clutches of his company, especially since she still had some time for her patrolling before she could rest. “Poor Ravenclaw, looks like they’ll be down quite a few points tomorrow thanks to your actions.” She dryly responded as she began to walk down the corridor path towards their Dormitories. “I could sit the NEWTs in my sleep.” She responded with a brief scoff, at the thought of the examinations that were due at the end of year. Not to mention she had no idea of what her plans would be after Hogwarts, and if she would be in Bulgaria or England. That and when they were actually supposed to be married.

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cresswelld‌:

Dirk was on his way back to Ravenclaw Tower, part of his mind on the game from earlier and how it might affect their strategy when they play Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. The other part of his mind was on the Transfiguration class he was going to have the next morning when Professor McGonagall would be asking them to demonstrate the spell they had been working on recently and Dirk had still not had any success with Human Transfiguration. He got distracted by his reflection in a mirror on the second floor and frowned at himself. “Crinus Muto,” he muttered, pointing his wand at his own hair and concentrating. Nothing happened, which at least was better than something going wrong, but he still groaned in frustration and paced up and down before pointing his wand at himself again, getting ready to try again.

He jumped when a voice interrupted him and luckily he pointed his wand away from his face before sparks exploded from the end. “Colour changing hair transfiguration,” he told his fellow prefect with a shrug. “I’ve got to master it before class tomorrow.”

A small sigh escaping Nadiya’s lips as she just finished telling a pair of Lions off who thought they could flout the rules, she moved through the corridors with a brisk pace before turning her attention towards the individual who seemed to be intent on working upon some sort of spell. Just her luck, but at least it wasn’t a younger year or a couple of Badgers who had decided to celebrate their unexpected win for Quidditch. Whilst she didn’t know Cresswell well enough, she respected his magical abilities — muggleborn as he was to be able to be gifted enough as he was. “Must you do this here?” She asked as she raised an eyebrow at his unsuccessful attempts as she wondered if she should scold him for escaping curfew in search of practicing his spells or rather to pity his inability to cast the spell and help him out.

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charitasburbage‌:

She was ecstatic. A remote control car in her possession, a long awaited package in the mail that had taken forever to be arranged by her parents to get delivered to her. With the Quidditch game and now the car, Charity almost felt normal, that she could breathe a little easier. Trivial things, sure, but special and meaningful to her. 

It seemed like her last lesson of the day took even longer, and her mind struggled to focus on homework and actually make sense of her written words and readings from textbooks. Finally finished, Charity had all but thrown her belongings onto her bed and trudged out to a corridor. Coast clear, she was crouched and gingerly setting down the car, when a voice rang out from behind causing her to immediately bolt upright and face Nadiya. “…driving this Muggle toy?” Her words were solemn, aware that the Prefect might force her to go elsewhere, dampening her mood. 

Apparently, the fates intended for her to stumble yet more students sneaking out past curfew, thinking that their lives would be safe — especially with the current political climate of Hogwarts, and England itself. Folding her arms to raise an eyebrow at Charity who seemed to have some sort of contraption in her hands, she wondered what exactly the other pureblood had in mind, especially at this time of night. “Muggle toy? At this time of night?” She echoed as she glanced at the device that she had never seen before, and seemed rather unfamiliar at best. It was as if the girl had no care for her safety, and whilst Nadiya disliked most individuals at Hogwarts, she wondered if this girl quite had a brain to choose to decide this moment in time to sneak out and test it.

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when: october 10th, 9:38 pm. where: second floor corridor. who: nadiya krum & anyone.

A small sigh escaping her lips, Nadiya found herself cursing the insipid Quidditch match of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.  She swore, if there was one more person who would talk her ears off about how unexpected the match had gone; or the fact that she should have been there to witness the ‘match of the year’, she was going to hex something or someone, and the sight would not be pretty — at all. Yet despite these thoughts beginning to arise in her mind, the Prefect’s attention began to shift towards the light patter of footsteps that seemed to be coming from just about the corridor’s corner. Moving towards the source of the sound, she began to raise an eyebrow at the sight before her as she remarked, “And what exactly, are you trying to accomplish?”

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madeofrumors‌:

She puffs out her cheeks. Holding in her exasperated breath for a few ticks before she lets out a lengthy exhale. Somewhere, deep down, Rita knew her best friend was right. She should take care of herself. But when it came to her writing, well, she always put health aside in favor of having the next biggest scoop. Who would take her on when she graduates if she didn’t make a few sacrifices along the way? She considered them necessary sacrifices. She also knew, however, that Nadiya wouldn’t accept that line of thinking. She never has. Just as Rita hasn’t allowed for Nadiya to lose sight of her more carefree side. The side of her that allows her to be happy. “You’re right,” she relents this time. Her shoulders begin to sag a little. A nod towards how exhausted she truly is to look even remotely less than presentable.

Curling her fingers into the hem of her sweater, she scrunches her nose up at her friend’s next words. “Oh, don’t even think about giving me one of your little upset speeches and looks of disapproval. You and I both know the peabrain needed to hear what I said.” Her eyes narrow slightly as she starts trudging her feet against the stone floors. “Though, maybe you needed to hear what I said instead.” Looking back up towards her friend now, she elbows her side lightly. “Kissing him, Nadiya! What were you thinking? Or were you deliberately not thinking?”

Who could have thought that in such a short amount of time ago, Nadiya couldn’t have cared less for Rita’s presence in her life? The unending stoppable force of Rita that had somehow wormed her way into making her less depressed about her homesickness, and the fact that her mother had somehow overnight turned into a dictator about her choices for the sake of their family's status. The one who had pushed and prodded her to release her stoic facade, if only for a little for the people she had come to care about. And now here she was, her arm wrapped around the other’s centre as a small smirk came to aris upon her lips at the other’s final reluctant agreement at her words as she replied, “I am right. And when it comes to me having to tell you to look after yourself, I think we have a problem there Ms Skeeter.” She teased, allowing a little mirth to appear upon her features before moving their figures through the winding corridors to a place where they could be undisturbed.

Ducking her head to move through the alcove’s entrance, Nadiya found herself taking a seat and leaning her head against the wall as she rolled her eyes at her friend’s remarks, more or less finding herself struggling not to agree. “That peabrain was incredibly upset at what you said, and I couldn’t even get out of him what you said.” She replied dryly, a small huff escaping her lips, before ducking her head at the mention of the last resort measures she had come to find herself at when she found Evan wouldn’t shut up. “Merde, how the fuck did you find out Rita! Can’t we talk about anything else, I can’t believe you found out.” She sighed, as all her thoughts circulated about the fact she indeed had not been thinking — at all. 

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lestrangeness‌:

At least they were in agreement that if this was shut down, it wouldn’t be the worst thing. The irritation would be gone. Rod looked around the room, in search of somewhere to go, but everywhere he looked it seemed to be crowded. The so-called dancefloor was full of students, some making fools of themselves and some looking like they’re enjoying themselves. Any more dark and secluded area had couples together, in ways that would only haunt Rodolphus the more he looked. “What do you say we get out of here, this room, somewhere outside?” The idea of getting fresh air sounded good and suddenly he wished that there would be an easy way outside, with their bottles, where they could escape this hell some were calling a party. “Unless you’d like to take your chances in the seated section. I’m sure there is a vacant area not taken up by students snogging.” The word was said with an eye roll if these people knew what snogging was but the slobbering, touching masses they truly were engaged in. 

Unamused by the party as a whole affair, and having only attended by the insistence of Emma, and to an extent Emme and Rita; Nadiya was ready to leave. Having not glimpsed any of the trio, she took a long drink of her own bottle of alcohol before nodding at Rodolphus’s words, not completely minding his company when compared to one of the irritating younger years who had thought they would have been able to ‘cop a feel’ in his inebriated state. “Anywhere away from here.” She agreed, before moving through the throng of people to finally be able to breathe in a place that wasn’t surrounded by such a crowd. “I’d rather not deal with snogging couples and inebriated children.” She remarked dryly as she began to cast one final glance about the room to see if she could catch the eyes of anyone familiar to let them know she would come back possibly later. However, not glimpsing any of her friends, she moved towards the exit; knowing that Rodolphus would more than likely be following behind.

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bloomingevans‌:

Lily perked up, smiling brilliantly as she watched the spell being cast. Her brown, green-tinted eyes were wide with admiration. “That’s not Specialis Revelio. It’s not even Scarpin’s Revelaspell.” She recognized it, but it’d been more or less an extra credit after they learned more common revealing charms. Charms was her best class, even before potions - Lily was surprised she hadn’t thought to use it. 

“Impressive.” She concentrated, eyeing one of the objects before mimicking the movements and thinking the spell. It’d been her first time attempting it non-verbally but she was successful. It brought another smile to her face and she looked towards Nadiya. “And you say there’s nothing to admire about you… Most students don’t think that creatively when it comes with spells.” She started writing down the answer.

“Alright, I’ll follow your lead, then.” She took up her willow wand, noticing then that a couple students had looked towards their table now to see what the two girls were doing differently.

Upon a normal day, Nadiya would have found Lily’s presence rather grating upon her nerves, her continuous questioning and the need to discover more about magic and the possibilities. To her, she struggled to find the marvel that Lily had when it came to her casting, especially when many of these things came second nature to her now. Shrugging lightly at her comments, she allowed for the muggleborn to test out the spell upon the next object as she began to write down some small notes upon the cursed object. “It’s simplistic magic — one only needs to think in order to produce results.” Perhaps this was considered difficult here in Hogwarts, but this only made Nadiya miss Durmstrang more, where she had been challenged to exceed expectations and to not rest on her laurels. Concentrating upon the next object, with a slight movement of her wand, the next object produced a slight red hue registering as cursed. Beginning to note it down, she waited for Lily to cast the next spell. “Much faster than the conventional method though.”

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madeofrumors‌:

“Frustrated doesn’t even begin to cover how I feel,” she grounds out through her teeth. She was stewing over with exasperation and ferocity. Her passion had flared up once the news broke and all she has wanted to do since has been to snoop, probe, and write on everything there was to be seen — which remained to be nothing. Goddamn Aurors. They were useless. Only a small hiccup in Rita’s plans to crack this case wide open before everyone else even got their heads out of their asses. Leaning into her friend’s soft touch, she lets her hands fall to the coziness of her oversized sweater at her hips as her mouth drops open in contemplation. She has to mentally count the hours since she last slept. It wasn’t anytime soon. She hadn’t been sleeping prior to the murder last night either. Her next article was more important than sleep to her. She shrugs, “I don’t need sleep. I need answers.” Sleep was clearly the furthest thing from her mind.

Nadiya found herself growing concerned for her friend as she examined the light bags beneath Rita’s eyes and the increasing obsession she seemed to have for discovering more information, and her need to uncover more. And whilst she normally let this rest, she hadn’t seen Rita in the dorms for the past few nights and she knew the other needed sleep if she was to function. Tugging lightly at Rita’s sleeve, she pulled her along to follow her as they moved along the hallway and towards an abandoned alcove where the pair of them could just chat by themselves. “And you need to take care of yourself too.” She replied as she tightened her grip upon the other as she decided to change the subject to see if she could get Rita’s mind off of what was running through her thoughts at the moment. “I hear you had a little chat with Evan the other night.” She hummed as she raised an eyebrow at the other, having gotten nothing out of her conversation with Evan herself. Not to mention they had ended the chat rather abruptly, with a heated kiss and all.

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marlenesmckinncns‌:

On the one hand, the considerable ease that fell with telling Nadiya to calm down, a fickle first year was nothing worth getting all bent out of shape over. On the other hand—it was kind of funny. That chaotic energy that fell from the brunette was easy, arms crossed. “My word, by the lot of ‘em, you must be right pissed on a daily basis.” She answered haughtily, descending the steps to stand near the woman. “Sod off mate, you gawking at her only makes it worse for you.” She said to the first year. “As for the snakes,” Rounding on her heel. “Well, I’m with you there, but the snakes need someone with the same maturity levels to pick on, and only the some of the slighter smarter ones go for students The rest go for things on their same intelligence levels… like rocks… the giant squid…” Marlene quipped, slowly ticking things off, one by one with her hand. “Have a good summer, Nadiya?”

There weren’t many people that Nadiya could tolerate in England, let alone Hogwarts. And whilst she didn’t know Mckinnon very well at all, she knew of the girl's reputation and many things she had heard in the midst of Rita’s company and others. “Try being a prefect and we’ll talk again Mckinnon.” She replied dryly as she raised an eyebrow at her continued quips, a small smirk arising upon her lips as she chuckled at the insults that fell from the other girl’s tongue, uncaring of the possible repercussions and consequences of her words. “Is that so? I’m sure they’d love to hear of your words.” She commented again, before nodding at the other’s question. “It was good. The only unfortunate thing was that it ended.”

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cruelecto‌:

Consider her interest piqued. For the most part, Nadiya Krum was something of an enigma to Alecto, as if a puzzle she couldn’t seem to put together properly. It irked her in ways she couldn’t fathom, a constant itch beneath her skin seemingly a reminder whenever she’d come into contact with the Ravenclaw. Her brows raise, smirk to follow that stretches upon her lips. She’d known of a quick tongue the girl had come to become known for, the dry and crass sense of self in which she’d had and an ever looming loathing of England as a whole. Heard through the grapevine, as if there weren’t better, more important, things to fill their days. “Twenty minutes?” She questions, prying where she ought not be for the sake of knowing. “I’ll be inclined to share much more when you tell me what it is you’re brewing.” It’s uncharacteristic at best, the way her vocals are liquored with something likened to sweetness, however much of a facade it was. As if to prod and pry simply to obtain.

Knowing very well of Alecto’s reputation that preceded her in the castle just like many of the Snakes, Nadiya awaited for the other’s approval to share the room before stepping further into the room to take a seat as she watched the changes of expression upon her features. And whilst she trusted very few, she knew that Alecto was akin to something like a snake in the grass that she should watch out for, especially because of her desire for all things wicked and malevolent; things that she tried to avoid when it came hand in hand with what her creature inheritance demanded, and craved for. “Twenty minutes.” She repeated, knowing that with her talents at potions she would easily be able to stick to the time limit, especially with such a simplistic recipe as the headache potion. “A headache potion — the younger years have been driving me up the wall.” She answered with a dramatic sigh as she raised an eyebrow, awaiting for Alecto to allow her to share the room. 

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lestrangeness‌:

“Would that be the worst thing to happen, have the professors shut this down before things get out of control and the inevitable embarrassment for certain students doesn’t happen?” He was simply thinking out loud now, a slight shrug of his shoulders to show that he didn’t care either way. If professors did show up, if he got in trouble in any way, sure that would be something to care about especially when word gets back to his father. But it would have some entertainment with it, wouldn’t it? A smirk made its way on to his face, almost matching Nadiya’s, as she spoke. With a nod, Rod reached for his own alcohol, something that didn’t sound totally awful. “Fair enough,” he told her, his smirk almost moving into smile territory but he took a drink instead. The alcohol wasn’t the finest he’s tasted but it would work for now. “Now, would you want to go find somewhere else to sit or stand, if you prefer, rather than right here? I’m sure any minute now, once songs change, there will be a group of people heading over here and I don’t want to get caught in that.” He made a face as he looked out at the dancing crowd, disgust shone in his features, ultimately wondering why he let his curiosity lead him here.

Nadiya shrugged as Rodolphus mused aloud as she replied, “It would mean I would have to tolerate less of the irritating presences here, so that couldn’t possibly be the worst thing to happen.” And truthfully it wouldn’t, although she would most likely be reprimanded at one point about the fact as a Prefect she was to set an example or something of the likes to the rest of the student body. But entertaining as that was, she was in search of some good alcohol to get her less than sober, and to allow her to tolerate more of the antics of many of the students here; ones that she more often than not found rather irritating. “Anywhere but here.” She replied dryly, taking a long drink as she witnessed the dancing crowd and how they seemed to enjoy gyrating upon one another’s hips and upon one another as they danced to the rhythm and beat of the music. How easy it had been to be like one of them once upon a time, and how different Nadezhda was, the incident having affected her much more than she liked to admit at times like these. But these thoughts pushed to the back of her mind as she looked towards Rodolphus, she took another sip of her drink as she waited for his decision and reply.

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evan-rcsier‌:

“Smile?” Evan tried his best to keep a remorseful but still charming smile on his face. There was no way that Nadiya would ever let something like this slide but he could handle the hatred of the house for a week or two until this event blew over. By the end of the year this wouldn’t even be remembered much less matter. Plus, while their house was always trying to win it was not as competitive as the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin for the cup. “Be escorted back by the beautiful Ravenclaw prefect? Never know what trouble I could get into between here and the common room,” he argued. It would only be irresponsible of her to leave a student out past curfew wandering around  in the halls after all, never knew what Evan might get his hands into. Plus, he was just hoping for some company on the long walk back, climbing the stairs wasn’t exactly an easy feat, especially after a summer spent away from the castle. 

Rolling her eyes at Evan’s quips, Nadiya couldn’t help but find herself wishing that hexing him once or twice would get the point across that she found his charming self unlike so many individuals rather grating upon her. Perhaps it was because she had once been so similar in personality once; charisma oozing out of her every pore as she flirted and charmed anyone and everyone to get what she had wanted; known as the life of the party at Durmstrang, but Nadezhda was very different now. “For having to escort you back to the dorms instead of continuing my rounds, I think 100 points will be lost, perhaps more at the rate this goes.” She dryly replied as she folded her arms for him to finally get his act together, lest a Professor came along and chastised her for not doing her job properly when she had no interest in it whatsoever, and especially because it was Rosier of all individuals. Merde, why was her betrothed so irritating sometimes?

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morallyblack‌:

       He should have known better than to be in Nadiya’s presence, yet again at a party, but he couldn’t help himself. As much as the idea of his vow, the one where he owes her his magic at some point, scared him he couldn’t keep away. She unnerved him and piqued his interest all at once. Sirius couldn’t help the smirk coming to his lips as Nadiya made the Hogwarts student comment, like she wasn’t one of them, still a student of Durmstrang even though here she was. “Ah, but you’d fall under that category, would you not? Besides, is it that bad to let inhibitions down? Or do you prefer to be pent up at all times, a slave to whatever inhibitions do?” He raised his eyebrows as he spoke, waiting for her answer with expectance in his face but amusement in his tone. 

Nadiya found herself wondering why exactly she was still in Sirius’s presence when more often than not time had told her that she found him quite irritating, and rather unpleasant as an individual. Yet as she raised an eyebrow at him to rather hurry up and finish his sentences, she rolled her eyes as he seemed rather amused at her annoyance, or more the fact that she was most likely agitated that she wasn’t within the presence of someone that was more bearable than him. Merde, how had she stood his presence in having to exact a vow out of him? “That would be neither, Black. I drink so that I can stand the irritating presences within my life in the many students there are at Hogwarts.” She replied dryly before taking a long drink out of her bottle of Firewhiskey.

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bloomingevans‌:

It was a terrible habit that Lily’s heart softened at just about anything. Stubborn as she was, she might have ignored the tug at her heart strings in favor of continuing to seem annoyed but Lily didn’t wanted to be annoyed at Nadiya in the first place. She still didn’t want to. 

The moment this woman - this wonderfully talented, beautiful woman - say she didn’t see anything to admire about her was distressing and Lily wasn’t sure what to say about it yet. “I understand bad moods, but your’s even rivals mine,” she admitted, quiet for a four heartbeats as she scribbled down another question, one she noticed Nadiya had done already. 

“It’s fine,” Lily finally said, looking back up and turning a little in her seat. Her tone and her expression had softened. “Alright. All set. Show me how you would do it.”

Nadiya had dealt with politics with all the Durmstrang students as they battled it out for the top positions. This hadn’t been her first time arriving at a hornet's nest, and whilst she had been incentivised to play the games in Bulgaria, she had none here at Hogwarts. Whilst she could not stand mediocrity, little efforts were required in order to be the best of the brightest here in England, she also just missed her home and family too much to be as charismatic and charming as she once was. “Trust me, this doesn’t even begin to delve as deep into as bad as my mood can get.” She replied dryly as she rolled her eyes, trying to patient her temper as she twirled her pen in her fingers. Shifting over towards the other to allow Lily to watch as she would silently incant the spell, she used a hand motion to project the spell that Professor Flitwick had encouraged them to use before the spell had brought up a red hue upon the object to symbolise hexed. “Simple as that, we can do it for the rest of the objects that aren’t as well known.” She replied with a shrug. Hopefully, Evans would just agree and time would pass much faster with them working together in cohesion.

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rabiashafiq‌:

Neutral, sympathizer, Mudblood–they all fell into the same category: bloodtraitor. Whether or not you aligned with the right side, or simply chose wrong, you were considered a force to be reckoned with, like spilled ink on parchment bleeding into another and collecting them along the way. They were too risky to exist, and the Dark Lord’s plans were delicate. Nadiya was one of them. Rabia might not use the spell herself, but surely if the Prefect didn’t choose their side, she’d surely end up like Lovegood. Even if she didn’t know who had done the dirty deed.

“In my opinion,” The thoughtfulness was clear in her tone, as though spontaneously bringing it up in conversation, even if it was one she’d already been thinking about. “Having us all there was a sort of distraction. I think they planned on taking someone out already, and the party was the perfect set up. Getting all of those students drunk, the Room probably lazily left open just as the last of them trudged out…little too coincidental.” As she’d spoken, the hooded figures moved through her mind, dancing like ghosts in the background before striking. 

“I’d love to hear your thoughts on the matter. I think I saw you at Bagman’s party, didn’t I? Did you have fun?”

Whilst her ideals might not have aligned with Shafiq, she had no interest in letting the girl know, she was neutral and had no stake in England politics at all — the only thing keeping her tethered here was mainly her mother and partially her friends. Raising an eyebrow at the other who seemed to desire to draw out the whole entire affair, Nadiya could feel her tolerance for the other girls personality slipping as she cocked a hand upon her hip, tapping her foot upon the ground to await for Rabia to get to the point. Although there wasn’t quite one, was there? She could tell that the other girl's interests were peaked at what Nadiya’s opinion was, and what she made of the whole attack. “Bold conclusions Shafiq, I’m sure ones that the Aurors have already concluded to.” She replied easily as she shifted from one foot to the other before continuing with a shrug, “I’d hardly classify Bagman’s party as fun although the free flowing alcohol was truly a bonus. But only transferring here a year ago means that I barely knew Lovegood, unfortunate truth as it is.”