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@leonjolicoeur
Hi my name is Delphi The Augurey and I have a tattoo of a bird on my back (thatâs how I got my name) and long white hair with and blue tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like ebony dark'ness dementia raven way (AN: if u donât know who she is get da hell out of here!). Iâm not related to Cedric Diggory but I wish I was because heâs a major fucking hottie.
you mean to tell me the boy who lived under the stairs and was abused his whole life would even think to say something like that to his son get this crap the fuck out of my face
Trust me, I remember..
Matthew Daddario for The Luxer 2016
-âIs he always so charming?â
BRINGING LEON BACK
LEON & LILITH.
A care-free giggle, that didnât sound too much like a giggle at all, escaped Lilithâs lips and she tilted her head back against the sofa. It wasnât too much, so much wine that she wouldnâtâ remember the day after, but it was enough that she could happily laugh without the worry of being too jovial. She didnât want to rub her happiness in anybody elseâs face, nor did she decide to begin a war with another. In herself she just wanted to be happy. In herself she just wanted to be loved. The brunette shrugged up against him, her slender shoulders rippling with a negative shrug that said she didnât want an embrace as much as the next Slytherin did. So what he picked a horrible song? So what he struggled to compose his feelings in the exact same way Lilith did? That was all she essentially needed.
âI donât want a chocolate frog.â she exclaimed lowly as she passed the almost empty bag of treats away from herself. Lilith sidled closer to the boy she had been trying to gain closeness to all this time and the bag of chocolate treats was discarded to the side. For a moment, her tawny eyes watched the bag crimple and make a crumbling noise before Leon had her undivided attention. âI donât want a frog.â The Ravenclaw repeated, only stronger this time and closer to Leon. A hand lifted and wove into his chocolate locks, spurred on by alcohol, and she tugged him closer to her. âYou can keep your little chocolate frogs.â Almost delicately, as though she were frightened of what would happen next, she pressed her lips shortly to Leonâs.
It barely counted as a kiss, but Lilith remained where she was. A leg was thrown over both of Leonâs, her own barely clothed in a pair of shorts, and her expression nothing less than expectant. What would he say? Would he reject her? Both were drunk so the chances were low. Lilith drew back but affectionately kept her nose nuzzled against Leonâs, as if giving him the option to escape but reminding him why he shouldnât.
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Leon couldnât even begin to try to suppress a gasp as Lilith sidled closer to him. He could feel his heart beating rapidly inside his chest, a quickening drum beat that he couldnât keep track of. The alcohol was making his reactions slow â or perhaps it was the fact that he had spent so many nights dreaming of having Lilith this close to him, and now he couldnât quite be sure whether this was a fantasy or reality. Leon gulped and tried a smile; it was a small one that didnât quite stretch the length of his features, but it held meaning entirely the same. For once, he found himself nervous. âYou donât have to have one if you donât want to.â He replied to her gently, stupidly, and then her lips were on his, his eyes closed and he forgot all words. Lilith Bagmanâs lips were softer than even he imagined them to be. Her kiss was gentle and reluctant, and her leg felt like silk against him. She was the sweetest thing he could ever have come across and at that moment he felt the need to make sure that everything in her life was as perfect as it deserved to be. As Lilith drew back, Leonâs bronze eyes opened and met hers momentarily. His breath was strong and heated. He felt paralysed against her skin, as if any form of movement would ruin the moment that they were sharing together. But finally, he couldnât take the heated glances and gentle nuzzles anymore. It was all too much to bare, and he didnât care if they were drunk and being stupid. Right now, Lilith wanted him just as much as he had always wanted her; and that was all that mattered. âCome closer.â He breathed, and Leon gently held her and pulled the rest of her body on top of him. She was as light as a feather. Grasping her brunette locks within his palm, he pushed her forward and kissed her fully this time. His movements were soft, but they were fervent. He wanted to taste all of her and hold her in his arms until the sun came up to rudely interrupt them, forcing the Gryffindor boy reluctantly back to the Hogwarts castle.
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Leon Jolicoeur and Sapphire Carrow
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Sapphireâs gaze into the flames was broken by the sound of someone calling her name. Her head snapped to the side, her gaze now befalling that of a younger looking male - one she barely recognised. Her eyes narrowed slightly as the boy mentioned Freddie Lynch. Freddie had left Sapphire broken, her heart smashed into a thousand tiny pieces. He had sent her into a downward spiral that had ended in her being registered with St Mungoâs. Had he been by her side during the war, she may not have been so careless - she may not have ran around not caring what happened to her. The young Slytherinâs eyes wandered down the body of the male before her, top to toe. Her mind focused and she recognised him - but only slightly.
"Why are you in my Common Room?" she asked, stating the obvious that this boy was hardly Slytherin material. As the boy suggested that the pair should talk, a sigh tumbled from between her pallid lips. She got to her feet and turned to look at Leon, her arms crossing over her ample chest. "Look, LeonâŠ" she began, running her tongue along her bottom teeth, "⊠If Freddie has anything to say, he can be a man about it and come to speak to me about it, okay?" she said simply, clearly not impressed that Freddie has sent his little Gryffindor lackey to do his bidding.
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Leon was taken aback by Sapphireâs reaction. He was, after all, a nice, reasonable guy for the most part. He hadnât said anything offensive towards her and found it quite rude that she felt the need to snap at him when he had quite clearly not done anything wrong. Leon frowned a little, but he stayed exactly where he was for the sake of Freddie at least. âIâm in your Common Room because I have friends in Slytherin.â He explained tiresomely. âI have friends in all houses, not just Gryffindor. Not to be too blunt about it, but Iâm quite a popular guy.â he admitted, although he hated being referred to in that way. Leon had friends, as he had already explained, all over the castle â but they were made simply by being kind to them, by offering them a smile and a hello in the corridors and actually making the effort to get to know them. Merely by the reaction Sapphire had given to his kindly words, he doubted the brunette Slytherin girl in front of him could understand that.
All Leon wanted was a quiet drink with the girl to explain that he was worried about Freddie. He wasnât doing anyoneâs bidding, and he certainly wasnât running around on the Lynch boyâs orders. He was just doing what all good friends would do; trying to make his friend happy again. It was horrible watching him spiral into depression and Leon wanted to change that if it was the last thing he did. âLook, Sapphire is it?â Leon faced her, trying out another smile in her direction. âFreddie didnât ask me to come here. Iâm just worried about him, thatâs all. Heâs not in a good state. I just wanna talk to you, see whatâs going on, see if thereâs anything that I could do to possibly help out the situation. I just want to see my mate happy again, you can understand that right?â Leon was quiet for a second, awaiting her reaction, before he sighed heavily and stood back up. âOne drink, thatâs all Iâm asking.â He reiterated calmly.
I'm rereading hp in my limited spare time and my god it is taking me down memory lane
Sick of being so busy and tired all the time man I wanna get back into the roleplay zone
Leon Jolicoeur and Lilith Bagman
As soon as he had willingly handed the brown paper bag over Lilith had unwrapped a chocolate frog, munching happily on its head while the card lay forgotten on the island in the centre of the kitchen. Food was her greatest downfall, along with her pride, nosiness and infamous temper, but she had a certain soft spot for the childish chocolate frogs. Normally she allowed them their few small hops of freedom before she devoured them but ever since he had hinted at Honeydukes she had been dying to get her teeth into one. She chewed happily, her mouth filled with smooth chocolate, until her jaw fell slack at the noise booming from the muggle equipment. A CD player, she repeated inwardly to herself so she wouldnât forget. If that was what all CD players sounded like she struggled to understand why muggles were so into them.
Her strong eyebrows knitted together in blatant confusion and the freckled skin on her nose scrunched in mild disgust. But she continued to allow it to play because she thought Leon liked it and traipsed from the kitchen to where the plush sofas lay by the marble fireplace. She noted how he opened the bottle of wine by hand and again it was a concept she couldnât understand. She wanted to remind him that he had a wand, that he was a wizard, but she just guessed he enjoyed doing things just as a muggle would. Still, sheâd never understand it.
The wine was taken and she was on her feet again, barely able to contain how much she hated the music blaring from the contraption. âShe sounds like sheâs part Mandrake.â Lilith finally blurted out after a large gulp of her wine. âIâve broken bones that have sounded better than themâŠâ There was no malice in her expression, or her honeyed tenors. She was simply desperate to turn it off. The Ravenclaw crouched by it and fumbled through the box until she removed a mostly red CD cover with a man with a vulture for a head. She didnât even bother to read the text and for moment pressed all sorts of buttons until the tray slid out and she could change the disc. The notes that soared from the piece of equipment then were far more to her taste, and it was with a triumphant smile that she skipped back to the couch, listening to Them Crooked Vultures on the way.
Lilith plopped herself down onto the couch, sitting at the opposite end to him and she threw her legs up across his lap. âSee? Iâm even better at being a muggle than you are.â Her lips spread into a dimpled grin, her teeth flashing, and then she hid it all with her large glass.
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Leon had never felt quite so mortified in his life. The drink, instead of making him feel more carefree, merely exacerbated the embarrassment he felt at the situation. Leon had always privately felt that he held the ability to be rather smooth with the ladies. He wasnât exactly a dirty dog, but in his young years he had manage to accumulate a fair bit of experience with Lilith. None of their opinions had mattered to him more than Lilithâs, however, and here he was making a complete and utter arse of himself in her presence. He could barely suppress a blush as he raced over to the CD player. âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry, I swear I didnât mean to put this onâŠâ he insisted, but Lilith had got there first. âThis.Was.Laraâs.Favourite.â he said through gritted teeth. He had always despised this damned song, but luckily Lilith managed to change the CD without breaking anything and she had managed to find a pretty good band. Leon relaxed, breathing out heavily before finally releasing a chuckle at the awkwardness of the entire situation. He slumped down onto the couch before Lilith joined him, wine glasses in their hands. Leon took a sip of the red substance before him. The wine was sweet, easy to drink. He took some more. The liquid which settled into his stomach seemed to warm him in an entirely different way to the Firewhisky. The atmosphere was just as sweet as the drink, and the silence between them refused to be deafening. Leon offered Lilith a small smile and embraced the music. The song carrying in the background was a pretty song, but it wasnât quite as pretty as Lilithâs apartment â nor certainly as pretty as the young girl sat upon the couch next to him. It was only then that Leon noted the time. Merlin, it had become awfully late. He remembered the true reason as to why he had been invited here; to make some phone calls, for Lilithâs sake. Certainly it would be too late now. âLilith,â Leon breathed. âItâs too late to make phone calls now. Everywhere will be closed.â He explained. âBesides, Iâm not entirely sure Iâm in the right state to make any serious calls at the present.â He continued, a relaxed smile forming upon his ivory features. He leaned back heavily into the soft sofa. Through the window opposite, he could see the stars appearing in the dark night sky. âMore chocolate frogs, Lils?â Leon asked softly, turning around to face her directly and pushing the bag towards her. The wine lay half-empty on the ground next to him. Leon had never been so drunk in his life and yet he didnât feel silly at all. He felt relaxed, content, and almost, in a strange way, somewhat daring.
I'm off to get a phone so I can join modern civilisation
Message me your numbers and I will reply this afternoon/evening.
Love you guys, G x
