Miss Mary MacDonald

@lionheart-mary

Sixth Year | Gryffindor "Cause Darling, I'm a Nigthmare dressed like a Daydream." Mary MacDonald is a ray of sunshine. She always has a smile on her face and most of her worries are pretty typical girl problems. She’s a hopeless romantic, always looking for the right guy to make her happy. She loves to gossip...

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Alecto + Mary

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"Oh that," Alecto sighed, not bothering to hide the boredom in her tone. she honestly didn’t see why everyone was so bothered about it - especially since the girl was a Slytherin, usually that was point enough for people not to worry. “Rod was telling me about that, apparently I slept in the bed next to mine,” Alecto shrugged. “Bizarre right? Wrong place, wrong time is what I’m thinking.”

“Oh that?” Mary asked, looking up from her book to stare incredulously at the other girl. Of course it wouldn’t seem like a big deal to a pureblood. She had nothing to worry about, no family in danger of dying just because they’d had the bad luck to be muggle and be the parents or siblings of a witch or wizard. Still, her tone, everything about how she was reacting to the news, pissed her off. Add on the fact that Alecto had shared a dorm with the girl and it was just insulting. “It’s not a case of wrong place, wrong time,” Mary protested. “A girl was murdered because of her blood. She was treated no better than an animal, and regardless of what you lot thing, we are more than bloody animals.” Mary slammed her book shut.

#c: alecto #c: wrong place wrong time

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He raised an eyebrow at her comment. “Help her? Help her how?” He knew he should probably leave, knew it was dangerous the more time he spent around Mary, but curiosity got the best of him. He shifted slightly, taking another step away from her as a security measure.

"I suppose she was sleep walking? She woke up in the library and I tried to make sure that she was okay because I often don't find students waking up in the library," she explained, shrugging and taking a step back as well, turning to face the shelf as if she were looking for a book before she left. "That was about when she started asking if I knew were you were."

Alecto + Mary

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Normally Alecto wouldn’t have bothered acknowledging the voice she heard nearby but when she looked up and discovered if was her favorite Gryffindor toy, Alecto’s lips curved into a smile. "What’s wrong, pet?"

Mary looked up at the feminine voice, the voice that she probably should have recognized by now, and scowled. She seriously considered just trying to ignore her, but she was pretty certain that it wouldn't deter Alecto. "A girl is dead." Her answer was short, to the point, and that's all that the Slytherin was getting from her.

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"Bloody hell," Mary murmured. She felt sick to her stomach at the news of the dead fifth year muggleborn. She thought that she was untouchable here, that the war couldn't reach its inky black fingers past past the gates of Hogwarts, and she was right... instead it had reached its fingers into the next most horrible thing: Hogsmeade. She was shaking at this point and had clasped her hands in her lap to try to stop it, but there was no use.

#c: open #pbtastarter

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He stared at her for a moment as she shook her head and began to gather up her things. “Right. Well. Perhaps you should stay clear of Alecto, for your own safety.” He grabbed the book he was looking for and slipped it under his arm. “She is clearly trying to get a rise out of you and Alecto Carrow is not someone whose bad side you want to be on, trust me.” He paused, unsure why he was feeling concern for the muggleborn but he shrugged, waiting for her to say something or to leave.

"I wasn't exactly seeking her out in the first place, but I'll be sure to avoid her. That's what I get for trying to help her, I suppose," Mary said, rolling her eyes as she recalled the fact that Alecto had woken up in a place that wasn't her dorm and instead of poking at her, Mary had chosen to make sure she was okay. That was a mistake. She hugged her books to her chest, doing everything in her power to keep from kissing the boy again. She didn't know what to say at this point. Should she just leave?

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Rabastan chuckled at her response and he pulled back. “well, I’m glad I was able to clear that up for you, Lion.” He stepped away from her, needing to put space between them. He was getting his wits about him once more, realizing how risky it was to be making out with a muggleborn in the library where anyone could see. “Anything else about my personal life that I can explain or justify to you, Mary?”

"No, I'm sorry." Mary was already missing the warmth of Rabastan pressed against her, but now that he was pulling away, her head was clearing. She was embarrassed that she had pried, but really, who wanted to snog a taken man? She shook her head, her hand coming up to rub at her face before she apologized again. "I'm just gonna go..." she said, moving to gather up her things.

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He had to bite back a laugh at Mary’s words. “Alecto and I are not sleeping together. We fucked once…” He shook his head, “Not sure why I am defending myself but…” He raised an eyebrow. “Are you jealous, Little Lion?” He asked, leaning in close. He brought his lips to her ear, his breath hot. “Did you want to be sleeping with me?” He paused for a moment before pulling back to look at her, a smirk on his face.

Mary couldn't accurately describe why it was that hearing Rabastan and Alecto weren't sleeping together put her at ease. Sure, she was a little weirded out that they'd slept together at all, but what happens in a person's past is really none of her business, right? At least when it came to potential make out sessions. When she was accused of being jealous, though, Mary's cheeks grew red. Was she jealous? No, of course not - that was silly. Her eyes fluttered at the feel of his hot breath on her ear and she almost wanted to melt against him... almost. "God! No, I barely know you outside of the classroom, I just... didn't want to be kissing a man that was.. uh, with someone."

And you tell me I shouldn’t be hexing him? That seems like a hex worthy move.

Well... I mean, I liked it. It was fun. A bit unexpected, but that's not really my issue with the whole thing. According to Alecto Carrow, she and Rabastan and sleeping together and she was very keen on rubbing that fact in my face.

Robostein? Of course I know ‘im. What about him?

He kissed me. Against a wall.

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Rabastan moaned softly into the kiss as Mary responded to the kiss. His hands teasing the hem of her shirt. He was all of a sudden pushed away and he looked at her, confused. “Wait, what? Me and Alecto? What about me and Alecto?” He huffed, thoroughly confused and frustrated with the fact that Mary had stopped what could have been a nice make out session.

The moan that left Rabastan's lips sent a shiver up her spine and she was almost at the point of cursing herself for stopping the kiss, but she would not make out with some one that was currently involved with Alecto Carrow. "You and Alecto are sleeping together. The other day in the library she practically rubbed it in my face and made some comment about how she was going to go find you," she said. Now that she was saying it out loud, she felt silly... again, like she shouldn't care, like she shouldn't even want to kiss him, but she did.

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"Not half as frustrating as you are." He spat back, smirking as she responded. "Is it effort you want, little Lion?" He chuckled, taking another step closer to her, closing the space between them. "All you had to do was ask." He pressed her against the stacks, his lips finding hers in a hungry, passionate kiss.

"I'm frustrating? Me?" She asked incredulously. Her cheeks felt hot and she could feel her heart speeding up as he close the space that had been separating them. Once again her back was pressed against something and those lips of his were on hers, devouring any complaint that she had been about to say. Her eyes fell shut and she returned the kiss just as hungrily, her head tilting to deepen it... but that's when Alecto's words came ringing back in her ears and she tensed, pushing on his chest and breaking the kiss. "Wait, no, no! You and Alecto!"

That is a very true statement. What’s brought this on though? Do I have to take someone out? I’ve been doing extra practice in that hex we’ve been supposed to be learning.

Okay... so you know the younger Lestrange boy? Rabastan? No, I don't think any hexes will be necessary. Yet.

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He didn’t look at her although he heard her follow him. At her comment though, he glared at her. “Don’t lie to yourself, Lion. It was a damn good kiss.” He smirked, stepping closer to her. “In fact, I would wager it is probably one of the best kisses you’ve ever had…but you’re right, as far as my ability is concerned, that kiss…was nothing.”

"Oh my god, you're so frustrating," she muttered out. She was happy to have gotten a glare from him, but he seemed to get over it quite quickly, and when he took a step forward she almost backed down... but she didn't. "One of the best kisses I've ever had with little to no effort on your end? No."

Marebear, why are you so glum? It’s nearly the weekend!

Boys are stupid, Marls. They will never not be stupid, I'm pretty sure.

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"And yet you didn’t deny it…amazing." He chuckled, standing up and gathering his things before heading over to the stacks in the library, searching for another book.

Mary let out a harsh exhale as she stood from her table, following him without thinking about it. "It wasn't that good of a kiss, Lestrange."

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"Well then I look how I feel."

"What happened to you? Are you okay?"

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When did it become afternoon?

"Right around twelve, I think." She paused. "You look like hell."

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