Daisy Hookum

16, 6th year Ravenclaw. Neutral. Just trying to live my best life

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Who: Daisy Hookum and Dolores Umbridge @dolly-umbridge

Where: The Room of Requirement 

When: Saturday, March 18th 

Usually the only person who frustrated herself this much was Tilden. But that was because he infuriated her to no end and didn’t even seem to be aware of why. Dolores though was a different story. Why was she feeling this way towards someone who usually annoyed her? Someone who she usually steered clear of but was now making her way towards. “Dolores, what are you doing here?” She asked, wondering if her face was as red as it felt. “You should leave.” 

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Who: Daisy Hookum & Tilden Toots @two-thumbs-tilden

When: March 6th, 1980

Where: Daisy’s apartment in London

After graduation nearly a year ago, Daisy had had enough of the wizarding world. After all the death and fighting, she yearned for something normal. She’d had a rough start, first having to escape from her family and her arranged marriage. An escape which included her successfully figuring out how to fake her own death and starting over again in the muggle world. As a muggle. The adjustment had been difficult, taking months for her to settle into a routine. It had taken even longer for her to get used to not having magic, having grown up with it her entire life. The worse part had been disappearing from her friends lives. The less people who knew about her actually being alive the better, and there was only one person who she’d caved and mailed a letter too. 

“Tilden!” She said, eyes wide in surprise after she opened her door. Sure the two had been mailing letters to each other for a while, but she never expected him to actually show up. Then again, her birthday had just passed. “Come on in,” Daisy said, grabbing his hand and pulling her into her flat. “What are you doing here?” She laughed, pulling him into a quick hug. 

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Irina’s eyebrows rose mockingly, as if she suddenly remembered something that made her sympathize with Daisy. “Oh that’s right.” She said, her words sickeningly sweet. “I forgot. Of course you couldn’t show you cared. Not for someone of my status.” Her eyes narrowed at the insinuation that Daisy was somehow better than she was. Perhaps that was what had bothered her all of those years ago. How could Daisy of all people believe she was better than Irina Draganova? Daisy of all people, a girl who she not only outranked in skill, but ambition, wit, and so many other attributes as well. “Perhaps I should feel sorry for you?”

Daisy sighed, mostly out of annoyance. She wondered if Irina had always been this stubborn. Maybe she had, but it just hadn’t been directed towards her in the past and so she didn’t care. That had been her main issue, not caring about how people really were as long as their negative traits didn’t effect her. “That’s not what I meant, I don’t expect that.” She shook her head at the blonde. “I just wish you’d give me a chance here considering I really am trying.” It was a plea, almost as if she were begging the girl to be nice to her. Even just for a moment. And really she was. Begging for things to go back to how they used to be, even though neither of them were those girls anymore. 

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Who: Daisy Hookum ft. Tilden Toots && Madame Pomfrey && Annabelle Hookum

When: 4th year - 2 years ago. 

Where:  Hogwarts

TW: Eating Disorder 

The summer leading up to fourth year had been tiring. As per usual it was filled with different parties and gatherings, most that her mothers name got her into. It was truly amazing what being apart of the Sacred 28 could do, even after one marries outside of it. Annabelle had also arranged for her to start meeting ‘bachelors’ as she called them. One was never to young, was what she would say at least. Daisy thought she was. Though there was one boy who seemed nice enough and was handsome. A sixth year at the school, so not too much older. Plus older was usually her type, never one to have crush on boys her age. Boys her age were boring, and boys younger were even worse. Though she was only fourteen, so truthfully she had time to worry about this sort of thing. It seemed like there were already so many engagements though between boys and girls not much older than she was. Some that seemed to have been in place since they were only infants. It made her feel as if she was behind everyone else.

Once fourth year actually started, it began to feel like everything was finally falling in place. The boy hadn’t gotten bored of her yet, her grades were all top marks, and she’d finally gone back down two sizes. Less than a year and she had lost so much weight. Plus she had made the Quidditch team again and they were actually doing pretty well. As far as Daisy was concerned, her life was going perfectly. Who cared if she skipped a few meals when she looked so good. At least she drank water, which was all she really needed to help keep her going. With all her practices she was also exercising regularly which was good for her body. Plus she started seeing a tutor once a week to make sure she kept up her grades, for herbology and potions in particular. Both were classes she’d been known to struggle in a bit, though she had never been one to shy away from extra help when she could get it. No matter who she got it from. In this case it was from Tilden Toots a fellow Ravenclaw, who was nice enough albeit a little weird. Also cute. She thought he was extremely cute. One could almost overlook the fact that he was a seventh year, and also had three green thumbs. Her mother would never approve though, and she’d already become sure he wasn’t interested in her, so he was brushed off as nothing more than her tutor. Maybe a friend.

The girl had been feeling tired recently, but simply chopped it up to all the extra practices they’d been having. It was paying off of course, as Ravenclaw wasn’t even half way through the game and had scored nearly 100 points. Daisy felt almost unstoppable, if it wasn’t for the fact the everything seemed to go blurry every few moments. She had been able to push through so far though, telling herself that soon enough she’d be able to get a drink of water. There was nothing to worry about. Before she even knew it, pain coursed through her body as she realized that she was no longer in the air. How had she ended up on the ground? Had something hit her? No, she was sure that she would have been able to notice a bludger or even a person coming towards her. An explanation for what happened didn’t come until later, after she had actually woken up in the hospital wing. Looking around her, she saw lots of cards and flowers. Something that was to be expected. There wasn’t anyone actually there though, something that surprised her. Where were all her friends? Before she could even process that, Madame Pomfrey popped by.

Malnourished. That’s what the healer said. Daisy hadn’t even realized that she was under weight, just that she wasn’t over. The last time she had a full meal? She couldn’t think of it. The last time she’d eaten more than once a day? She couldn’t answer that question either. It was enough for Madame Pomfrey to keep her there well after her injuries had healed. The redhead had been sure that missing so many classes would cause her to fail. Or at least she would have if it hadn’t of been for one person. Tilden. Who not only helped her keep up with Potions and Herbology, but other coursework as well. No matter how much she told him he didn’t need too. He was stubborn though, she had to give him credit for that. Which was something she needed most days when he was the only person she felt comfortable eating in front of. Though only after she’d broken down and cried in front of him, something she’d promised herself she wouldn’t do. But her mother had sent her a howler, yelling so loudly she was sure the whole castle heard it.

She knew that Tilden certainly had. It was hard for her to hear her mother belittle her, blaming her for the situation she was currently in. Blaming her for the fact that the engagement had been cancelled. Even harder to know that someone else had heard it, especially when she knew her mother was right. She was a stupid girl who’d been killing herself. It wasn’t like she wanted to die, suicidal thoughts never crossed her mind. By not eating and starving herself, she hadn’t even realized how close she could’ve come to dying. The fall off of her broom alone could’ve killed her, not even adding in the fact that she was so weak. What was worse about it all was that everyone in the school knew something more had happened to her. Though only Tilden knew the whole truth, something she begged him a few times not to mention to anyone. It was hard to see him so often, to have him see her when she didn’t even feel like herself. What was worse was being alone, so she accepted the company while she still had it.

Once she was able to go back to the dorms and classes, it still felt like she was basically living out of the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey had her go by at least twice a day. Though Daisy would often times go by more just to have someplace to be where she felt comfortable. Eventually she got kicked out, only allowed to go there if she had an actual reason. Leaving the Hospital Wing changed a lot of things though, including her relationship with Tilden and her other friends. Many of the purebloods she’d once been friends with didn’t associate with her anymore since she’d ‘publicly embarrassed’ herself. Daisy had a feelings it’d been more of their parents suggestions then anything else. She was making new, unlikely, friends though. While she knew that she shouldn’t, the girl drifted from the one person who’d stuck by her the entire time. She felt bad, but she couldn’t help but get flustered when she saw him. Often times she said things she didn’t mean, pushing him away from her. Even if her mother wasn’t being as strict with her anymore, she couldn’t be too reckless. Plus part of her was angry at the fact that he was already graduating. It felt like her only true friend was leaving her behind.

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gidecns‌:

“Who says I’m not trying to study, Hookum?!” Gideon replied, though he was pretty sure Daisy would catch him in that lie. “It helps me focus. Sorta.”

She raised an eyebrow, “Well I figured that your closed book, unused quill and the parchment still being in your bag kind of showed you weren’t trying to study.” She shrugged. “Maybe I was wrong though.”

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gidecns‌:

“Hey —” Gideon looked indignant. “I was playing with that!”

Daisy sighed, “Sorry but it’s a little distracting and I’m trying to study. Can’t you just do something else?”

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Daisy & Tilden || Aesthetic

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In the past whenever Tilden had offered Daisy any sort of help she had been reacted in the exact sort of way that she was now. By now he was used to it, but he did wish that she was a bit more accepting of his friendly gestures. Both of them knew precisely what he meant when he asked her how she was doing and he was happy to hear that she was doing better. Though he was curious, he was pretty much always curious, he very quickly decided that it probably wasn’t a very good idea to pursue that topic any farther. Eventually they would have to talk about it though. He was great at talking but he could also be good at listening if he needed to be, especially for a friend in need. “Oh, so I’m your friend now?” he teased. She could have been talking about anyone really but he suspected that he was one of the few people she was friends with that loved the course. 

Daisy rolled her eyes, scoffing. “Oh don’t go getting a big head now.” There was no point in denying the claims, even if she had other friends who liked herbology he would’ve figured it out. He was smart, and the fact that he would be around more often would mean he’d be able to figure out that she wasn’t taking the class for just anyone. Tilden already had a pretty big head, though so did she, so the words were falling on deaf ears anyway. “I’ve never said we aren’t friends.” She was pretty sure she hadn’t. If she had, she hadn’t actually meant it and just said it out of anger and frustration. A lot of the things she said to him were fueled by those emotions. They were things she only seemed to feel with him though, which only made it worse. 

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“Oh, well that should be okay then. Professor Sprout - I mean Pomona, I really need to get used to calling them by their actually names you know - is one of the nicest people I think I’ve ever encountered” Tilden replied, reaching out for more of her scattered papers to place them into the pile before him. Gingerly, he lifted the stack with him as he stood before extending a hand towards Daisy to help her up if she wished for the aid. “How have you been?” he asked, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. Or at least it feels that way. I’m a little surprised you’re taking NEWT level Herbology. I didn’t think you were interested in it”

She couldn’t help but let out a little ‘pft’, a hint of a laugh as he corrected himself. Though what he said about the Professor wasn’t wrong, she was extremely nice. Daisy did like to think that Hogwarts had quite a few nice teachers though, with the exception of a few she found incredibly boring. She looked at his hand for a moment, almost expecting him to retract the offer. When he didn’t though, she figured that accepting it certainly couldn’t hurt and dropped her hand to her side once she was standing. “Pretty good, I’ve been doing a lot better.” The girl nodded, wondering what he was really asking about when he asked how she’d been. “Well I’m not. Or at least I wasn’t before. But a friend of mine really likes it, so I figured I’d give it a chance.” Her face felt hot, hopping that he wouldn’t realize that he was the only person she really knew who liked Herbology. Truthfully she had joined the class in some silly attempt to understand him better, find what made him tick. It was all in vein though, as she simply found herself muttering angrily at the plants a majority of the time. 

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“I am. I couldn’t just turn down an opportunity like this, you know? Not that I want to be a professor or anything but it would have been stupid of me to turn down an opportunity to learn more. Take every opportunity life gives you for learning, right?” Tilden replied, carefully stacking her papers into a pile on the floor. Were it his own he would have been far more haphazard about it but he knew that Miss-Nearly-Perfect-In-Every-Way wouldn’t have liked it and seeing her in a poor mood made him want to be even nicer to her. “Where are you headed next. Maybe I can walk you there or something. We can say you asked for a bit of potions help and we ran a bit late. I’m an employee now so that should excuse you”

What Tilden said made sense, though she couldn’t picture herself doing it. It made her envious of him, seeing how he obviously had more of an idea of what he was doing with his life then she did. Sure she had some time still, being only a sixth-year, but her parents still felt the need to pressure her and nothing really jumped out at her. Daisy wasn’t particularly good at anything, and she wasn’t particularly fond of anything she was currently studying anyway. “Right.” She said a little unsure. Looking over, she appreciated the fact that he seemed to be neatly stacking her papers. At first she’d been worried about them possibly getting wrinkled or even ripped. “Um, Herbology.” She said simply, wondering if she should have denied his offer but knew that he was right. Once again. 

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irinadraganova‌:

Irina laughed humorlessly, relishing in the opportunity to tear someone else down, belittling the girl who had scorned her in their childhood. Perhaps that was petty, a waste of her time, but even Irina could waste a few precious breaths on self-indulgence from time to time. “Since when have you been interested in whether or not I’m alright?” She asked, humor coloring her tone. It had been years since Daisy had written Irina off, a memory that was more irritating than anything, and Irina took every moment that she could to guilt her old friend now that she’d seemingly grown a conscience. 

Irina’s words hurt, and it most likely shown on her face as well. It wasn’t something she tried to hide either. Why hide something that she wanted the other girl to know? Maybe if Irina knew how much Daisy regretted it, she would forgive her eventually. Or at least stop being so distant with her. “I’ve always cared.” That much she wanted to make clear. “I just wasn’t allowed to show it before. Surely you understand that?” She asked the blonde, knowing that both of them had fairly strict parents. Though the Draganov family was fairly secretive, so she didn’t know much more than that. Plus, most pureblood families were strict, so it wasn’t something that should be surprising within the community.

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Daisy Hookum - Fashion 

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Tilden was nearly always running late for one thing or another. It was a curse of being blessed with the gift of the gab. He had spent way longer than he should have talking to - or technically talking at -  the plants growing in the greenroom. Become a helper to Professor Slughorn - Horace -  was better than anything he could have hoped for. He’d already been out of school a year and had made no progress at all in doing whatever it was that he was going to be doing with his life. At least this way he could save up a bit of money for what he had always been told was an implausible dream. How did one even go about getting their own talk show? Besides, Tilden loved potions. Harvesting potion ingredients and making sure the store of supplies was always brimming seemed pretty perfect. Getting to see the pretty girl he’d taken a liking to was just a perk. Not that she at all seemed happy to see him. Or that she ever seemed happy to see him. Of course though he set down the potion ingredients he was toting and set to helping her. “What’s got you all frazzled?”

Watching him set down the supplies he was carrying caused her to smile. Though it only lasted a moment before she huffed it away. It was hard for the girl to meet his eyes, opting to look at the papers she was quickly trying to pick up. “Just running late, though this is only going to make it worse.” Daisy chuckled, a little bitterly. She hated the fact that he seemed to drain every ounce of confidence she usually oozed, making her fill up with nerves instead. It sent her mind reeling. Maybe it was how exposed she always felt in front of him. Sure he had been there for her when she was at a low point in her life, but that meant he had seen her then. She was supposed to always be put together, which made talking to him even worse. It didn’t help that he was actually a little cute, meaning that she was constantly embarrassing herself in front of a cute boy. That might have been what made his presence all the more exhausting to her. “You’re working as Professor Slughorn’s teaching assistant now?” 

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irinadraganova‌:

Irina rolled her eyes at Daisy’s offer to accompany her to the hospital wing. “Oh please.” She bit back, irritation coloring her words. “Unlike some, I’m not pathetic, and even if my arm was broken I’d hardly need help walking to the hospital wing considering my legs are just fine.” Normally, Irina wouldn’t go out of her way to antagonize a fellow student like this, at least, not without a purpose. She left such things to the Carrows. Daisy, however, had been something like a friend to Irina in their younger years, at least, as close to a friend as Irina was capable of having. Daisy had been the one to end things between them, much to Irina’s irritation, and she found that she liked to get back at the red head whenever given the opportunity.

Daisy couldn’t hold back a flinch when the girl used the word pathetic, feeling as if it was certainly meant for her. It wasn’t as if Irina would be wrong though, seeing how it’d taken her so long to finally realize that the way she’d been acting had been wrong. Not only had she’d been a terrible person and a terrible friend, she’d also put her health at risk. It had taken her hitting rock bottom to realize all that and by then it was too late. At one point Irina had been one of her only true friends, now the other girl hated her. “Even if you don’t need help, I’d still like to go with you.” She mustered every ounce of confidence into the sentence. “Make sure you’re alright.”

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irinadraganova‌:

Irina rarely made mistakes. Mistakes could be fatal, and worse, they showed a lack of control. But if she were honest, and it was rare that she ever was, Irina would admit that her timing had been slightly off. She had planned to rise from her place at the Slytherin table and turn just in time to trip poor Daisy Hookum as she bolted in such a hurry for the exit. Unfortunately, her timing had not only caused Daisy to trip, but had knocked herself off balance as well, sending her sprawling to the floor.

Still, the turn of events was not a total disaster, and could be salvaged into some sort of revenge. Pushing herself up off the floor, Irina fixed her old acquaintance with an icy glare. “You’re right, it was your fault.” She said icily, though loud enough for everyone around to hear. Irina knew Daisy wouldn’t appreciate the curious stares. “Watch where you’re going Hookum, or else you’ll put someone in the hospital wing.” Irina rubbed at her elbow delicately, wincing in false pain.

Daisy couldn’t help but flinch, regretting it as she knew Irina would have picked up on it. The other girl was always so perceptive, something she had once admired about the girl. It also didn’t help to have everyone looking at them, or at least what felt like everyone looking at them. Pulling at the hem of her sleeve, she looked up nervously at the blonde. “I’m sorry.” Unsure of what to say in that moment, it was all that came out. She felt silly. If it was someone else, the redhead might have been the one snapping at the other person and acting so rudely. But she was so desperate to make up with Irina, she feared that standing up to her would only push her further away. 

“Are you alright?” She asked when she saw the other girl wince. Sarcastically she thought to herself how great it was that the fall had injured Irina. Now there would be no chance in this being the magical conversation that brought the two of them together again. “Do you need to go the the hospital wing? I’ll go with you!” 

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Who: Daisy Hookum & Tilden Toots ( @two-thumbs-tilden ) 

Where: 2nd floor corridor 

It should have been to no surprise to Daisy that Tilden would show up in front of her at that moment. He always had a habit of showing up when she was at her worst. In that moment she stood there a pile of papers scattered on the ground, her hair a mess, hungry, and nearly crying after having just gotten bad marks on a paper. Seeing him was just enough to send her over the edge, plopping her down on the floor in what surely felt like defeat. “Of course.” Was all she could say, looking at him. The girl couldn’t help but wonder why he had to be there, right in that moment. More than anything she couldn’t help but wish he would just continue walking towards wherever he was going, ignoring her. 

“Well are you going to help me?” She asked, rather rudely. It was unlike her, but then again she wasn’t quite feeling like herself. Knowing very well that she would come to regret just about everything of this meeting late she sighed, before moving to pick up some of her papers. Not bothering to actually wait to see if he would actually help or not, figuring that it wasn’t actually worth her time. Especially since she was certain that she was already running late for something else, and at this point she would much rather just skip it. 

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maiareyes‌:

For years, Maia had hidden her past in front of most students. Nobody wanted to hear that. Nobody wanted to hear the story of the orphan girl without a family. It would just bring people down, and she wasn’t even an open person to begin with. She’d heard it all before. I’m sorry. That must be hard. It’ll be okay. And she could never bring herself to do anything but smile and nod. She wasn’t looking for pity, but sometimes, she simply felt an urge to talk about her life with someone, the full truth of it. She could hardly ever bring herself to, but after bottling every single little thing up, it was bound to burst at some point. 

“Right-right, we should-we should go.” Her legs still felt wobbly underneath her, and she sucked in a sharp intake of breath, attempting to seem normal…okay. It was a useless effort, considering she was obviously upset, but she’d try anyways. She’d rather not anybody else find them. Daisy was one of the few people she was okay with knowing what had just happened. She already knew some of the story. Most others, Maia would have to explain the entire thing, and she didn’t think she’d be able to bring herself to do that. 

Okay, she could walk at least. That was a good sign. She stayed to the side, walking alongside the other girl as Daisy read the letter, and biting the inside of her cheek. The words replayed in her mind again, and it was so clear that her mother hadn’t changed at all. She was the same exact woman, attempting to get Maia back into her grasp. But she wasn’t here now, and although it was an unfriendly reminder of her past, she wasn’t going to let it happen. She had no obligation to write back, didn’t she? Although, the idea of her mom knowing where she was, knowing she was a witch…it shook her. 

There it was. The realization, the look of pity. But it was different coming from Daisy. Maia didn’t exactly know how, but she suspected it had something to do with the fact that they were actually friends. Everybody else, they were sad for a moment, but didn’t really care. But…Daisy did. Contrasting the grim situation for a moment, that warmed her heart for a moment…just the simple thought of a friend. “I know, I’ve hardly ever told anybody. Don’t-don’t take it personally, or anything, it’s nothing to do with you.” 

She paused for a moment, thinking over whether or not she should talk about it. If she kept it all hidden, things would be the same, or…would they? She’d still be mulling over the letter constantly. She had to tell somebody. “I don’t know if I-if I want to, but…I think I do. I don’t know, Daisy, I think-I think it’s time I tell you about it. I guess…I guess I need to get it out?” It wasn’t good to keep everything hidden. “Common room first, maybe.” 

Daisy waited patiently, letting the other girl set the pace. A part of her wanted to just drag the other girl along and hurry it up, or even just say ‘forget it’ and walk away. but she wasn’t about to do that. She couldn’t just do that. Not to Maia at least. The other girl was truly one of her friends, probably one of her best friends. What kind of friend would she be if she just left her there? All it would do is prove that she hadn’t changed at all. So there she was, pushing through as they walked their slow pace, something that appeared to be difficult for the other girl to do. So if she could push through, so could Daisy. 

“Take your time,” She smiled, realizing that she truly meant it. She was proud of herself for that. It seemed like a silly thing to be proud about. But for her, the fact that she truly didn’t want to make Maia uncomfortable was a big accomplishment. It was a silly accomplishment, seeing how any decent human being wouldn’t think twice about such a thing. She wouldn’t describe herself as a decent person though, not yet at least. She had a lot more work to do to reach that level, considering she still listened to every word her mother said. 

She shook the thoughts out of her head, realizing how selfish she was being in that moment. There she was thinking all about herself, when she should simply be thinking about her friend. “Of course- this is your business, it wouldn’t be good if everybody knew.” Daisy said, without realizing how such a thing might sound for a moment. “I am grateful though, that I’m the one you’ve decided to talk to about it now.” She smiled at the other girl a bit. Though the feeling of gratefulness might have been due to the fact that she wouldn’t have to try and force anything out of er. 

She nodded, following Maia’s lead and heading straight to the common room. She figured that may be best, as it would most likely be pretty secluded at the moment, and they could relax comfortably. Though it would be a bit of a walk, it wasn’t something she particularly minded. Daisy was sure that it would give the other girl enough time to collect herself, hopefully calming down.