Lucian Petrescu

Lucian Petrescu. 32 | Auror | Crimson Allies. former Slytherin.

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h-pctter​:

“Mhm. You’re welcome,” he looked up at him with a smirk, obviously not at all really upset with him. “If I could take a month off, I’d take five.” Harry went to his desk and began to stack the files that were spread out across it. He raised an eyebrow. “My face looks that bad, huh? Thanks for that.” He teased, before shaking his head. “You can come with me on my lunch break to make sure I actually come back.” Harry nodded towards the door, before finishing up putting his files away. “I need to get out of here before I go stir-crazy.” He started to the door, but stopped and looked at him. “So you weren’t really out on sleeping potions for a month, right.”

“Y’know, mum always said if you make the same face over and over, it’d end up permanent. Maybe that’s your issue?” He teased, nodding at the idea and stood up from his chair, “That I can do. I’m not sure I remember how to read at the moment, anyway.” Lucian smiled sheepishly when Harry stopped him at the door. “More or less,” he scrunched up his nose. “I’ll spare you  the details, might ruin your appetite.”

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healer-elizabethjones​:

She furrowed her brows at him, “Experimenting with sleeping potions does not sound like a very smart idea.” 

“Definitely not in hindsight,” he laughed. “The spell was too literal when I wanted it to make up for the lack of sleep I’ve gotten over the last few months, I suppose.”

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reese-weasley​:

“Oversleeps? More like go into a coma.” Reese gave him a smirk. “I’ll forgive you. So long as you agree to stand up there beside me at the wedding.”

“I’ve heard it both ways,” Lucian replied with a shrug. “Aren’t you supposed to get down on one knee or something, or is that not how it works in this country?” he laughed, pulling his friend into a hug. “Of course man, I’d be honored.”

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reese-weasley​:

“My uncle’s going to fire you,” Reese teased, from where he was leaning against the frame of Lucian’s office door. He teasingly shook his head, “But you missed two very important milestones of your so-called best friend’s life, you know. Got a formerly convicted criminal out of Azkaban and got engaged.” He perched himself on the edge of his desk. “I’m almost second-guessing what I was about to ask you.”

“That might actually be the kindest thing he does for me,” he laughed with a roll of his eyes. “Yikes, a guy oversleeps a bit and his title as best friend goes into question?” He winced. “Guess I deserve that one.”

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Lucian had just shoved his hands back into his coat pockets after knocking on the blonde’s door, still unsure whether it was the December chill or his nerves getting to him. He and Ryann had met up here and there a few times over the last few months, but still, nothing had been made official. If he was honest, sometimes he wasn’t even sure she actually liked him but was just too kind to say anything. Meeting women had never been an issue for him, but finding that connection was rare. The last thing Lucian wanted to do was screw this up before it began, so he’d been taking it slow. But how slow was too slow?

Before he could get too lost in his insecurities, the door swung open to reveal his date. “Wow,” the word leaving his lips before he even realized as he took in the sight before him. “You look--” he paused, at a loss for words, every adjective suddenly vanishing from his mind.

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h-pctter​:

“I approved your time off,” he replied, automatically and a little defensively. But then Harry paused, realizing he probably did not, in fact, approve it. He turned and looked at his auror partner. “Okay, well. I did in my head. So you’re approved belatedly - just don’t do it again.” He broke the act and smirked, walking past him to his office. “That was thoughtful of you. You picked a hell of a time to take off.”

“’Preciate that,” his lips switched into a small smile as he gave a nod at Harry’s response, following him into the office. Lucian laughed to himself, grateful he’d grown up with Harry as somewhat of a father figure; not many could get away with the shit talking they did on a consistent basis. “Well it wasn’t intentional, but by that look on your face I suppose it worked out in my favor,” he raised a brow. “Anything I can do?”

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h-pctter​:

“Note to self: do a better job of screening during the hiring phase,” Harry replied as he walked up from behind him, knowing the other auror had no idea he was there. “Don’t make me regret hiring you. Because I’m this close to being there.”

“You know, this never would’ve happened if you had approved my time off last month,” Lucian looked over, quipping back quickly. “What’s that saying? ‘People don’t leave jobs, they leave bosses?’” He laughed, waving a dismissive hand to show he meant no harm. “Seriously though, won’t happen again. Mostly just to save you the trouble of finding someone else to replace me, because we both know that’s the last thing you need right now.”

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“Yeah, so note to self: no more experimenting with sleeping potions,” he let out a slight laugh through his nose. “I swear, I’m more tired now than I was before.”

[h-pctter]

Harry knocked on the open office door, casually leaning against the doorframe. He wordlessly lifted the coffee he’d snatched from the intern he passed in the hall. “Seriously? Next time you see him, tell your partner-in-crime I’m writing him out of my will.” He rolled his eyes and walked over to his desk, putting the coffee in front of him. “And they spelled your name wrong, Lucy Anne.” He nodded at the folders on his desk, “Don’t bother with that. I cleared your schedule for the day so we could look more into this with your father.” Harry met his gaze and shrugged, “Unless you’re too busy with your coffee runs.”

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Lucian closed his eyes and ran his hands over his face upon seeing Harry standing in his doorway with the cursed beverage. “I swear to fuck, that’s not mine,” he pointed at it defensively before being presented with the ridiculous misspelling. “See? Not mine,” he picked it up and took a test sip, gagging as he forced the drink down his gullet. “No, I’m pretty sure this is payback for the Teddifer comment, but I appreciate the vote of confidence, darling,” he sneered jokingly, pushing the cup aside. His expression hardened as the topic changed to his father. The meeting he’d set up with him was fast approaching and the closer it got, the more Lucian began to question his decision. He raked a hand  through his hair and smiled endearingly in an attempt to cover up his nerves, “And to think I thought I could get through this without you.”

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dr-prkinsvn​:

He was about to open his mouth and question why he was addressing him like that when he  already knew who he was, but then he realized why he was there. Dylan furrowed his brow, but took the hand out of politeness anyway. He let out a breath at the mention of his best friend’s case, not really feeling like having to relive any of losing her again. But he knew and hoped there was a reason if they were bringing it back up. “Yeah, of course,” Dylan finally said, nodding for him to follow him down the hall to his office. “I’m pretty sure I told the aurors everything I could after it happened, though.” He unlocked his door and looked back at the other man. “Am I allowed to ask why it’s being brought back up after two years, or no?”

“Sorry for the formalities,” he began to follow Dylan down the hall, pausing for a moment before speaking, realizing he’d forgotten to flip off the professional/emotionless switch before approaching the other. “I’m not actually here on official business,” he continued after the door was shut behind them, taking a seat in the chair opposite the desk. “I’m looking into it for the family. Well, a friend of the family, but for the family nonetheless. They, like you, I’m sure, don’t feel like they ever got the proper closure, like the Ministry didn’t want to look further into it.” Lucian scanned the other before him, not able to get a read on his expression. “If it’s too much, I can come back another time.”

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ryannxomakenna​:

She laughed and took her phone back, locking the screen with a click as she sat it down on the table. “So,” Ryann reached for her own cup, cradling it in her hands. “You’re telling me to combine the two, completely different dresses into one? Sounds like a fashion nightmare,” she smirked as she raised it to carefully take a sip. “What if I said I was wearing one of them when we go out, would that change your mind?”

Lucian gave her a proud grin, nodding like he’d just given the best advice of his life. “A fashion nightmare? Ouch and noted,” he laughed, a hand over his heart. “So, what, after all these years of fashion, there’s not some sort of spell that can change the color of a dress? Coulda swore I saw it in a movie once...” Lucian looked to the ceiling as if wracking his brain for the title of the movie, when he dropped his gaze back to hers, quirking a brow at her comment as he sat down his cup. “When we go out?” A smile twitched on his lips, crossing his arms over his chest and pointing a finger at her as he leaned over the table. “You must’ve been good in divination in school because I’m not sure you realize that I haven’t even asked... yet.”

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reese-weasley​:

He laughed at his reaction, reaching over to turn around the baby monitor that was on his desk just in case the boys woke up. When he saw they were still asleep, Reese looked back up at his best friend with a smirk. “Relax. Ted told me to give you a hard time,” he teased, lightly hitting him with the folder he was holding, before spreading the papers across his desk. Reese shrugged, effortlessly slipping back into lawyer mode. “I’m still trying to find anything that proves the Ministry didn’t run tests on Malfoy’s wand - or Zabini’s, for that matter - for any spell traces after Marcie and Harry’s respective attacks.” He paused, turning his gaze up to Lucian. “How busy are you with cases, right now? I might actually have something else for you to look into.”

“Gotcha,” Lucian took one last sip of his drink before setting the cup on the end table next to him and leaned forward to examine the documents across the desk. He’d just picked up a document to read more thoroughly when he felt his friend’s eyes turn to him. “Light...ish,” he shrugged not taking his eyes off the sheet in his hands, the fact that he hadn’t told one of his closest friends about his biggest case still weighing heavily on him but Reese had a family, Lucian didn’t, so the less his friend knew, he figured, the better. “But yeah, of course. What did you have in mind?” he reached behind him for his glass, more than happy to do Reese a favor to make up for keeping him in the dark.

[xeclipsedsun]

Dylan was leaning over the nurses’ station finishing up some paperwork when he saw them approach out of the corner of his eye. He didn’t look up, but figured they got turned around and ended up on the the pediatric ward. “Can I help you with something?”

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After some initial confusion (seriously, who was put in charge of the layout of this place?), Lucian finally found himself in the the pediatric ward, luckily not taking long at all for him to spot exactly who he was looking for. “Dylan Parkinson?” he asked out of courtesy, already knowing who the other was. He held out his hand to shake the other’s, “Lucian Petrescu. Sorry to bother you at your place of work, but I was in the neighbourhood. I was hoping I could talk to you about the Longbottom case?”

[ryannxomakenna]

“Okay, this is a legitimate question,” she held out her phone. “Red or blue,” she asked, swiping back and forth between the two dresses.

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Lucian lowered the cup he’d just lifted to his lips, a little caught off guard by the question. “I’m not sure I’m qualified for this kind of decision, love,” he said with a shrug, leaning over the table to take a look at her phone. His voice caught in this throat as she swiped between the two, feeling definitely in over his head. “Uhhh, how about... purple? That’s both, right? Both is good.”

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reese-weasley​:

Reese arched an eyebrow when he poured himself a drink, before rolling eyes at the remark. “First off, apple juice is disgusting. Secondly, you’re a dick. Thirdly,” he reached for the bottle himself and gave his best friend a perfectly charming smile. “Did I mention how grateful I am you somehow managed to pull yourself out from where you were stuck up my uncle’s ass?” Reese raised his glass slightly in a mock toast, nodding at him. “It was very nice of you.”

“Merlin, not you too...” The smug smile was wiped clean off his face as quickly as it’d came, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he hung his head and slumped back in his chair. “That’s it, you’re uninvited to the wedding - but you get to tell Harry.” Lucian shook his head, lifting his glass for the fake toast before taking a drink, taking a mental note to spend much less time with his boss. “Now,” he smacked his lips as he lowered his cup, back to the matter at hand, “what is it we’re looking for, exactly?”

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ryannxomakenna​:

She felt a small blush creep onto her cheeks at his words, but smiled, turning her gaze back to the frosted glass in front of her. As he continued to speak, Ryann felt herself relax, knowing he’d only mentioned that to probably put her at ease, but it’d worked. Coming back to a world that felt like a pre-War era had put her on edge. “Ten-year-old you might not have, but salt-and-pepper you might,” she countered with a small smile, turning her attention back to him. Ryann laughed at his admittance and shook her head. “I was hoping it was. Because if it wasn’t, I was going to excuse myself back to the table I really didn’t mind being at,” she met his gaze with a smirk. Ryann reached into her purse and handed her phone to him. “Yet.” She nodded at it, silently telling him to put his number in. “We’ll see what happens next time.”

The color that had grown on her cheeks didn’t go unnoticed when she turned back towards him, his own turn to blush slightly at Ryann’s comment. “That he might,” he returned her smile, still ever so pleased with the unexpected turn this night had made. Lucian glanced down to the phone in her hands, a breath of laughter escaping his lips as he took it and added his number with the name Salt & Pepper. The lock screen clicked shut as he handed the device back to her. “I’m already looking forward to it.”

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luxmontague​:

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” He said with a slight teasing smile before he let out a deep sigh, “Trying my best to avoid my family and now I have to try my best to avoid my ex.” He said with a shrug, “But let’s not talk about that. What all have I missed?” He said as he sat back in his chair. 

Lucian let out a small laugh. “Well mission accomplished, in that case.” He opened his mouth to respond to the ‘avoiding my ex’ remark but snapped it back shut with a short nod upon request, not feeling like it was his place to pry. “What have you missed?” he repeated with a raised brow, smiling at the absurdity of the question. “What, do they not have wizard news in America? Shit’s been pretty crazy around here, man. You sure picked a helluva time to come home.”