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Léonie Lestrange. ⊰ seventeen · slytherin · DE ⊱ ♥ "princess, with lips made of glass and a voice cut from steel features, born from thunder and battle. ———————————————————

[qveenavery-blog]

Her features flickered from a resting bitch face to a concerned frown. “Leo?” She took the girl’s hands into her own, voice dropping to a quieter, much more sincere tone. “You know you can tell me whatever it is, right? You’ll always be my best friend, no matter what.” 

[leonielestrange-blog]

“But that’s not true.” She shook her head, biting her lip to keep herself from crying ( out of anger and fear ). Typical Leonie, she thought. “You say that now and then you’re going to hate me. You’re going to not want to be my friend anymore. I’ve already heard what people think of it, okay. I don’t need to hear from you and Nadia.”

[serpentinadia-blog]

“I didn’t say I wasn’t going to drink with you, no need for that, Leonie.” She gave her an unimpressed look, “You think by now I don’t know when you’re upset? …Hm, is she? Well let her find me, then, and we’ll both get the truth out of you.” She sighed but relented, grabbing Leonie another drink and sliding it towards her, “You’ve been acting off since that party–did someone do something? Did Galen Purkiss say something to upset you? Is that why you texted us about her?” If someone was bothering Leonie, Nadia was going to find out.

[leonielestrange-blog]

“I just want to be alone...” She sighed. “Besides you won’t even care when you know..” She cut herself off by taking a drink of the liquor. Truth be told, she hated alcohol -- mostly due to her girlfriend’s love of it but for now she saw the appeal. “Galie didn’t do anything! Leave her alone. No! I texted abut her because you two get everything thing you want. And I want her. I want her and this is all so stupid and I can’t be with her like normal. She’s going to get killed or somethin’ because of me!! Because of me, okay. Because secrets are bad, everything is bad. I’m bad!! Just leave her alone!”

[qveenavery-blog]

“Okay, bitch tits,” Amma squished her way onto the seat next to Leonie. “Because I love you, you’re getting sad drunk, and it’s going to give you wrinkles, sweetie.” Amma raised a brow. “Touchy, touchy. How about this, Leo, either you tell me, or I’ll complain it out of you?” 

[leonielestrange-blog]

Her bottom lip trembled as Amma pushed in beside of her, eyes already burning with tears. “I don’t care about wrinkles! And I’m not telling you anything because...because there’s nothing to tell. So, complain all you want, Amma.”

[serpentinadia-blog]

“Don’t worry about it.” She shrugged, more concerned with whatever had her friend so obviously in a mood; Leonie’s came less often than Amma’s but they were no less melodramatic, and it was best to try and get to the root of the problem as soon as possible. “No, you don’t need a reason to drink, but something is clearly upsetting you–and I want to know how I can help. If it’s something that’s bothering you, it matters, Leo.”

[leonielestrange-blog]

Leonie fixed her gaze on the floor, refusing to even look at Nadia. “If you aren’t going to get me another one, then I’m going to go get it. I’m fine, nothing is wrong. There’s nothing to talk about and even if there were I don’t want to talk. Anyways, I heard that Amma was looking for you-- you should go talk to her and not me. Please.”

[qveenavery-blog]

“Oh, Leonie. You beautiful, naïve, sophisticated newborn baby. Do I look like the help? Time to shuffle over, sad hoe, so you can tell me why you’re sending, like, super weird texts about the Little Purkiss That Could.” 

[leonielestrange-blog]

“Right now, I wish you were.” She mumbled, tapping her nails impatiently against the empty glass in her hands. “Don’t say that about her, Amma. Leave her alone. --Hey, why don’t you go find Nadia? ”

[serpentinadia-blog]

“I’m going to assume you didn’t realize it was me–because that’s no way to talk to one of your best friends. Now, what are we drinking and more importantly, why?”

[leonielestrange-blog]

“ I’m sorry.” She was saying that a lot lately. “I don’t care. Firewhiskey is fine and because I want to drink, Nadia. Why does there have to be a reason? Doesn’t matter anyways.”

[leonielestrange-blog]

“If you are heere to do anything other than get me another driiink, then go away.”

[leonielestrange-blog]

Leonie Lestrange + Personality (  “Dear sad girl, be kind to yourself.” )

“--I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much, I tried to grasp a star, overreached and fell.”

[galenpurkiss-blog]

( Hang out and talk for awhile? ) Gross. Galen, in a huff, shrugged Leonie off of her entirely, listening to the blonde talk with growing frustration. “Where are we supposed to just be together when you can’t even be with me in public?” She placed even more distance between them, anger replacing teenage hormones. “You want to talk, huh? Okay, babe. Let’s talk about how long you plan on keeping me your dirty, big, gay secret. It’s 2023, for fuck’s sake. And I am not ashamed of what I am. So why am I still stuck in the closet holding your hand, Leo?” 

Her shoulders rigid and brows furrowed in frustration, Galen held a hand over her chest. ( Her heart beat a little too fast. ) “What, are you afraid of what your fucking gal pals might think of me? What Daddy might have to say?” She didn’t mean any of this. So why couldn’t she shut up? She flipped her hair over her shoulder, breaths becoming more and more shallow. “At least my blood’s not filthy, right? Maybe all your mates and family will turn a blind eye because I’m not below them in blood status. I just love bigoted fucks these days, don’t you? Plenty of judgement to go around for all. And I should be the one ashamed of myself —- right.” 

[leonielestrange-blog]

“But...” It was all she could manage when Galen shrugged her off. Automatically, Leonie stepped forward, her hands reaching for her girlfriend’s in hopes that it’d raise a white flag but she only seemed to get angrier. She couldn’t answer her. Every word died on her tongue because nothing she said was going to help but she had to say something. Either way, whether she was out of not, she would lose someone and Leonie wasn’t sure which she could stand more. “Galie, I-- I’m not ashamed, I’m scared.” Scared of losing her, scared of someone trying to hurt Galen because her, scared of having no family -- no friends. The fear had sat heavy on Leonie’s shoulders ever since the start of the war. She was Rabastan Lestrange’s daughter -- the leader of the Death Eaters’ daughter -- and Galen was a blood traitor. Them being public could mean death.

“That’s not fair, Galen. I know that you guys have it hard but its nt a walk in the park for us either. They make us do terrible things to people we’ve known basically our whole life -- and I don’t care about the ‘cause’. I love my dad. I love my brother. I love Nadia and Amma. I don’t want to lose them as much as I don’t want to lose you. Y-yes, I’m scared about ...coming out but Galen it’ll be worse for you than it would be for me. The DA will think you’re a death eater or something and-- no. You shouldn’t be ashamed --- you’re beautiful and bold and I- I love you not matter what you do or say or believe. I’ll do what you want okay...I’ll tell them all. I don’t want you to get hurt.. Galen.”

[oliviahastings]

[cxeurdelion-blog]

Annette had been more than a bit angry after her yelling match with Sterling (a troll, honestly, was he blind?) but she’d promised Esme she’d come to the party and here she was, though by now a bit more sober than she’d like. So she’d grabbed a drink–maybe two, but who was counting?–and made her way through the crowd, pausing only when she heard Leonie’s complaints. They didn’t really run in the same circles–their circles couldn’t be further apart, actually–but Annette’s night had taken a momentarily bad turn as well, so she felt for the girl, “Please, Lestrange, drink this and cheer up.” She handed her the other drink she’d gotten, before continuing, “Pretty girls like us being anything but happy at a party should be a crime.”

[leonielestrange-blog]

Leonie sighed, taking the glass without a second thought. If this was how her night was going to go, then she’d drown it in as much firewhiskey she could stand. The Wotter was right. She was too pretty to be sad, too pretty to be sitting at a bar alone, and too pretty to be stood up by her girlfriend and her friends alike. “You’re so right -hic...we’re so pretty and everyone else is super, super lame.” Careful to keep her skirt neat, Leonie reached over the bar to grab a bottle and filled her glass once more. “You think I’m pretty?” The blonde turned big brown eyes at the girl next to her, speaking over the edge of the glass only waiting long enough to get the question out before downing it.

[leonielestrange-blog]

@the baes

Amma: I'm hot enough without the blankets sweetie

Amma: ty ty

Amma: ?????????????????????????I'm so confused

Amma: Nadia what's going on pls

Amma: also ok EW no defending Kiran in the group chat ever

Amma: Leo I'm coming to get your drunk ass

Nadia: Mhm ok we'll see when you're shivering at 6AM

Nadia: Umm who am I friends w/ that I want to kiss??? What are you talking about???? ????

Nadia: IDK Leonie really we'll come get you? You're not making any sense?

Nadia: AND you're defending Kiran so clearly it's past your bedtime.

Leonie: U TELL ME NADIAAA

Leonie: you bOTH get to have fun. u get to be with people all of the time and I never get to bcuase everyone is like ruLESSSSS.

Leonie: I wanna be with her !

Leonie: yah he's dumb but being alone is sad D:

Leonie: might as well she wont show now, evryone is gone

[leonielestrange-blog]

@the baes

Amma: Can we all sleep in my bed ty

Amma: Nadia 😍

Amma: omg

Amma: Gabriel and Doris' little sister??? As in Galen Purkiss?

Amma: I didn't know you two were friends??? wtf Leo WE'RE YOUR BESTFRIENDS OK YOU CAN'T JUST MAKE MORE

Amma: Kiran Khat is currently all aloney on his owney thanks to yours truly 😊😊

Nadia: Fine but I'm bringing my blankets because you always take them all xoxo

Nadia: Why are you waiting for her? She shouldn't keep you waiting like that. It's rude.

Nadia: True, not allowed, it's written in the gal pals bylaws.

Nadia: Iconic Amma, truly.

Leonie: .,but I lvoe her?

Leonie: HWOOWW COMEE ITS OKAY FOR YOU BE FRENDS WITH SOMEON YU WANTA KISS AND WHEN I DOIT ITS AGAINST TH blaws!?

Leonie: YOU kiSS PEOpe all of the time and I dnt bring up rules.

Leonie: I feel sad fo him..i kno how he feels and bein alone is not fun!!!!

Leonie: 😠 😠 😠 😠 😠 😠

[leonielestrange-blog]

@the baes

Amma: Merlin Leo where are YOU

Amma: I'm in bed

Amma: Alone this time!!! Be proud (:

Amma: Who is sheh??? @Nadia do you know who sheh is

Nadia: I'll be back to the dorm soon. Do you need me to come grab you before I head to the dungeons, L?

Nadia: Awww proud of you. MVP of the night ;)

Nadia: I don't know. Who is sheh??

Leonie: the parrtty! wat if she comes and im not here? u can't grab me, i have to waiit.

Leonie: galllie she was supposed to be hereee with me

Leonie: I thought you went w kiran khat?///

[leonielestrange-blog]

@the baes

Leonie: Wherre r yuo?

Leonie: Evryoe is gone and this guy is scry and SHEH didnt shw up !!!!!!!111

Leonie: messed uo didnt I?

[milomcfadden-blog]

“Aw, toots,” Milo sympathised, and offered the girl a friendly smile, “shindigs can be the cat’s meow if y’rolling with the right birds and broads. Stick with your pal Milo and you’ll be having a whoopee in no time. On the level, swear by it.” 

[leonielestrange-blog]

Leonie blinked up at him, trying her hardest to make sense at least some of what he was saying but to no avail.“I’m...guessing that you are one of...Kiran and Lance’s friend but I’m not interrrested okay? I have better taste in... gir-uys than one that paints himself white.  What are you even weearing? And --what’s a whoopee?”

[galenpurkiss-blog]

She had half a mind to call Leonie a party pooper, ignore her desires to leave, and go on dancing and drinking until she passed out. In fact, had it been anyone else, Galen would have done just that. But then, let’s go somewhere else, nowadays equated to let’s go make out as far as she was concerned. And whether it was dancing or Leonie’s lips remained irrelevant so long as she had something to drown herself in. Still, she couldn’t fight the sarcastic bitterness that crept upon her —- what if someone finds out I’m here. Was being seen with her really that awful? 

Galen knew better, but it didn’t stop her from acting childishly. She strung her arm around Leo’s shoulder rather possessively, very well aware that public affection was off limits. “Sure thing, babe.” They were meant to be a secret, only this intoxicated, she couldn’t find it in herself to care. She lead them between other party goers and spilled out into the empty hall, only to stumble into another class room. Immediately, the brunette was pushing Leonie against the closest wall with her own frame. Firewhiskey laced lips landed on the blonde’s neck, drunkenly lining kisses from the nape to her jaw. 

[leonielestrange-blog]

Leonie glanced around, eyeing each person hopelessly hoping that no one would pay attention or even notice who she was. While she thought of pulling away, the blonde let her lead her through the party goers, keeping her eyes cast down to Jimmy Choo pumps to avoid any eye contact. However, it wasn’t long until her back met a wall and Galen’s lips were on her neck. Typical.  For only a moment, she let her do as she pleased, though the purpose of leaving the party wasn’t for the reasons that Galen seemed to think.

Leonie met her lips fiercely, arms pulling her tight against her before she finally pulled away. “Galie...I just wanted use to hang out and talk for a while.” She breathed, her shoulders bunching up in a shrug. “We never just be together its always when you’re drunk or we make out and you ditch me?” The blonde held her close nuzzling Galen’s nose before pressing a soft kiss, unlike the one they shared previously, to her lips. “I miss you. I love you not only drunk you.”