𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲.

if it's tomorrow, or if it's today i don't say it will be, i just say it m a y when i'm on my knees to the gates i'll s t u m b l e and plead my case in a style that's humble penned by mhairi

[macmcry]

mary aine sheridan-macdonald

(   questioning   |   she/they   |   ellie   bamber   )   ——   isn’t   that   MARY   SHERIDAN-MACDONALD?   yeah   that   is   them,   sitting   there   at   the   GRYFFINDOR   table   with   those   other   SEVENTH   years.   when   sybill   looks   into   that   crystal   ball   of   hers,   she   sees   bloodshot   eyes;   bitten   lips;   putting   on   a   brave   face   as   you   do   your   makeup;   pushing   food   around   your   plate;   lashing   out   to   feel   control;   a   thirst   for   justice;   an   old   denim   jacket   covered   in   pins   and   patches   which   seems   about   right   for   that   NINETEEN   year   old.   anyway   i’ve   heard   they’re   pretty   SCATHING,   CHEEKY,   and   UNCOOPERATIVE.   apparently   they’re   a   MEMBER   of   “FOR   THE   LIGHT”   and   MUGGLEBORN   but   i’m   sure   that’s   not   related…

CHARACTER   INSPOS:   hildy   johnson   (his   girl   friday),   elizabeth   de   burgh   (outlaw   king),   triss   merrigold   (witcher   3),   cassandra   pentaghast   (dragon   age   series),   margo   macdonald

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[macmcry]

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧.

@g-parkinson​

                    they’d   been   keeping   away   from   the   crowds   as   best   they   could   even   if   that   put   them   closer   to   danger   ,      mary   just   had   a   feeling   she’d   be   more   like   to   find   malcolm   out   here   than   inside   .      and   a   hint   of   one   too   that   maybe   ted   would   assume   they’d   be   sticking   to   the   outside   and   might   come   look   for   them   here   ,   now   that   mary   was   back   on   their   feet   that   was   their   very   first   concern   .      finding   those   she’d   come   here   with   .      selfish   in   her   focus   and   in   her   worries   ,   mary   was   stalking   the   base   of   the   stands   ,      skirting   round   the   grass   ,      wand   lit   and   brandished   .         ❝      where’s   the   bloody   polis   ?      or   aurors   or   whatever   shite      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤.

“Double vision? Did you lose consciousness?” Reg looked around at their surroundings, not wanting to move Mary without knowing the extent of her injuries but also worried the bludgers could come near. “I’m going to use my wand for light for a moment– don’t move, I just need to look at your eyes.”

                    ❝      naw   ,      am   only   seein’   one   a   you   .      but   mebbe   to   the   second   ?      ‘s   a   bit   messy   .      one   sec   fine   ,      the   next   on   the   flair      ❞         and   the   entire   time   they   spoke   mary   continued   trying   to   get   themself   into   a   sitting   position   .      they   weren’t   going   to   be   weak   again   ,      weren’t   going   to   lie   sprawled   on   the   floor   again   .         ❝      dinnae   try   and   blind   me   ,      awright   ?      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤.

Merlin, this was fun. Reg had seen some of the damage from those accursed bludgers up close, seen the explosion and all, and finally pushed his way into one of the more blown-up parts of the stands to see if anyone would let him do anything exciting. 

“Are you alright? I’m a healer– trainee healer, but I dunno if we’ve got better right now.”

                    malcolm   had   sent   them   off   for   something   ,      in   that   moment   mary   couldn’t   exactly   mind   what   but   they’d   been   halfway   down   the   stands   to   the   concessions   before   it   all   became   a   blur   .   had   they   tripped   ?   been   thrown   by   something   ?      that   also   wasn’t   clear   but   mary   was   no   stranger   to   injuries   she   couldn’t   quite   place   the   how   of   .      still   struggling   to   pick   themself   off   the   floor   when   someone   came   across   them   .         ❝      aye   ,      a   think   am   are      ❞         she   obviously   wasn’t   .         ❝      heids   fuckin   loupin’   but      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐚𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧.

   𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑎ℎ  𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠  𝑎       laugh  at  that ,   head  shaking  before   shrugging   in  easy   acceptance   of  mary’s  reply .       ❛     got  it .    definitely   all  his  fault  then ,   ❜    he  nods .    his  eyes   bulge   at  their  next  words .       ❛     w -   wait  —  you  don’t  have  to  graduate  first ?    solves  it   i’m  guessing ,   then !    here ,   just  shrink  them  up  for  us .   ❜      isaiah  twists  his  luggage  over  their  way ,   smiling   expectantly .    then  he  processes  the   rest   of  those  words .       ❛     wait ,    but  there  has  to  be  a  catch  on  that ,   hasn’t  there ?    surely  they  can  source  out  who   did   the  magic .   ❜  

                    it   took   the   slightest   of   laughs   from   isaiah   to   set   mary   off   into   fits   of   giggles   now   too   ;      poor   malcolm   ,   unable   to   defend   himself   at   all   .         ❝      naw   a   don’t   think   so   ?   like   the   laws   come   ‘fore   school   like   ,      an’   am   auld   ‘nuff   now   for   that      ❞         mary   was   pretty   sure   in   what   she’d   just   said   ,      a   little   sure   ,      rather   sure   …         maybe   about   sixty   percent   sure   ?      but   on   a   crowded   platform   full   of   wix   that   worry   mattered   nothing   ,   tapping   izzy’s   luggage   and   then   their   own   and   muttering   the   incantation   each   time   .         ❝      izzy   if   am   bein’   honest   ?      a   think   malcolm’s   spoke   to   some   bird   of   his   that   works   in   the   improper   use   of   magic   office   and   got   her   to   lift   the   watch   on   oor   place   three   year   back      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐛𝐚𝐳 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲.

“Love that for you, have fun with your headache. If I was speaking in riddles, I’d be intending for you to solve them.”

              ❝      aye   well   mebbe   no   riddles   then   but   yer   beatin’   around   the   bush   summat   awful   :      have   you   dragon   eggs   or   no   ?      cause   a   can   tell   one   thing   and   that’s   ye’ve   no   gien   me   an   actual   riddle   yet   ❞

[macmcry]

𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲.

Ned grins, satisfied with their answer, and glad his instincts had been correct. Maybe it’s worth looking into… really, how hard can these things be to drive if muggles can do it with no magical input whatsoever? “Isn’t red your colour too?” He laughs, remembering Mary Sheridan-Macdonald from their brief overlap at school. “But you’re right, amount of risk is directly proportional to a person’s attractiveness. Now I’ve just got to figure out how I’m gonna get hold of a bike…”

                    ❝      aye   ,      but   only   if   is   cause   a   the   hair   or   if   yer   thinkin   about   the   mad   wee   gryffindor   lion   in   terms   a   like   the   lion   rampant   .      ye   can   stick   yer   three   lions   up   yer   arse      ❞         entirely   sure   ned   wouldn’t   have   a   clue   what   she   was   on   about   …      unless   the   three   lions   had   been   kept   for   quidditch   too   ?      but   mary   was   entirely   too   new   to   the   sport   to   know   that   ,   they’d   need   to   ask   james   sometime   .         ❝      can   ye   no   just   buy   one   ?      am   sure   you   can   pass   as   muggle   enough   to   walk   in   someplace   and   leave   wi   a   bike   ,      an’   like   if   ye   need   a   haund   in   all   that   am   sure   you’ve   folk   that’ll   help   ❞     hell   mary   themselves   didn’t   even   have   that   much   on   this   week   and   this   all   seemed   much   more   entertaining   than   thinking   about   school   .

[macmcry]

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲.

“I didn’t say I have a dragon egg,” Baz phrased carefully, “and I certainly didn’t tell you where I might have gotten one, if I did have one. Which I never said I did, even though it would be fucking rad.”

                    ❝      i   get   plausible   deniability   an   aw   that   like   ,   but   am   no   a   grass      .      riddles   are   just   gonn   gie   me   a   headache      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲.

“So, on a scale of one to ‘very’, how dangerous do you reckon these muggle contraptions actually are?” Ned asks, slapping the motorcycle magazine he’s been perusing down on the table.

                 ❝      oh   near   the   top   of   the   scale   on   the   danger   side   but   since   when   should   a   wee   thing   like   that   stop   someone   ?      ‘sides   ,      if   ye   look   good   doin’   it   the   danger   don’t   matter      ❞         mary   says   with   a   shrug   ,      eyes   falling   to   the   magazine   on   the   table   .         ❝      should   get   a   red   one   ,   seems   yer   colour      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬.

                       ❝   since   when   did   it   become   closing   time   ?   i   swear   i   haven’t   been   here   that   long,   but   i   guess   the   empty   glasses   count   the   hours   for   us,   yeah   ?   ❞

                    ❝      aye   !   a   knaw   like   !      yous   lot   are   aw   so   laissez   faire   about   so   much   health   an’   safety   shite   a   dinnae   think   yous   would   buy   into   licensing   laws      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐚𝐱𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡.

“Ohhhh.” That makes things a lot clearer. He knows about lochs, of course, because of the enormous kelpie living in Loch Ness. It’s famous all over the world, even among muggles. “So it’s a Scottish thing rather than a hypothetical body of water thing,” Axel surmises, feeling rather proud of himself having figured it out, and more so for the slight flush now brightening the wix’s cheeks. She’s cute.

…And just like that, he’s lost again. “’Papped it’?” Axel parrots, letting out a confused little laugh. “Vielleicht spreche ich einfach auf deutsch mit dir, als Rückzahlung. Zwei können bei diesem Spiel mitspielen!”

                    ❝      aye   !      yer   gettin’   it   now   !      ❞         probably   in   no   part   thanks   to   their   very   delayed   attempt   at   a   clear   explanation   .      but   there   was   no   trace   of   their   usual   irritation   at   having   to   get   into   the   issue   beyond   trust   me   ,      its   no   —   and   it   couldn’t   entirely   be   placed   on   what   mary   could   only   presume   was   a   wee   bitty   of   a   language   barrier   .      the   other   just   seemed   genuinely   nice   ,   the   kinda   fella   you   wanted   to   make   a   good   first   impression   on   —   which   she   undoubtedly   had   not   just   done   —   and   they   found   their   cheeks   taking   on   a   rosy   tint   over   the   thought   .

                    ❝      if   you   like   popped   it   down   to   england   ?      like   pushin’   or   shovin’   it   doon   or   summat   ?      ❞         and   then   it   was   marys   turn   to   be   utterly   bewildered   ,      how   the   tables   had   turned   .         ❝      oh   yer   playin’   cheeky   now   ,   are   ye   ?      an   that’s   german   am   guessin   ?      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰.

“i came because my sister is friends with narcissa, and i wanted to see if my friends would be here, so i’m glad you are,” he says with a small smile, when they start talking about drink of choice, he gets his flask out of his pocket and holds it in the air before offering some to them. 

                    ❝      we’re   making   a   right   wee   funny   pair   then   ,      ain’t   we   ?      dragged   here   by   bloody   weans   so   we   are   ,      but   aye   s’good   to   see   friendly   faces      ❞      made   the   entire   room   full   of   a   crowd   feel   a   lot   less   lonely   to   spy   someone   she   knew   in   it   all   ,      and   the   addition   of   alcohol   made   them   pick   up   all   the   more   .         ❝   bringing   yer   own   stash   was   smart   ,   they’ve   all   sorts   in   the   water   down   here   ,      who   knows   what’s   in   the   booze      ❞         grinning   as   she   took   the   flask   from   peter   .

[macmcry]

𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞.

“i feel a little too old being here, if i’m being honest,” she had come with isaiah, but now couldn’t find him either. at least the saving grace was mary who had flopped down next to her. she passes the bottle she had brought as a gift thinking that it was customary, but bloody rich people seemed to have all the luck and all the endless money for endless alcohol. “no.” she agrees, “hanging around this many purebloods almost never is.”

                    ❝      oh   aye   ,      twenty   three   is   much   tae   auld   to   be   going   about   in   public   ,      let   alone   be   at   a   party   .      and   is   that   a   wrinkle   am   seein’   ?      hana   hen   ,      yer   showin’   yer   age      ❞         reaching   out   into   the   gap   between   then   just   enough   for   a   few   playful   nudges   with   their   gentle   ribbing   .         accepting   the   bottle   and   taking   a   deep   drink   ,      wiping   their   mouth   with   the   back   of   their   hand   before   passing   it   back   .         ❝   am   holdin’   ma   tongue   the   night   ,      for   izzy’s   sake   but   christ   its   hard   ❞

[macmcry]

𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐤.

“…..riiiight. but i mean, there are bigger issues in the world besides semantics.” she personally had a lot to deal with, so arguing with her housemate over the lake and the train seemed a waste of time. 

                       mary   couldn’t   help   but   roll   her   eyes   at   how   cel   latched   onto   the   most   minor   of   her   complaints   ,      the   last   words   they’d   spoken   .      what   she’d   called   semantics   but   that   mary   would   call   symptomatic   of   much   wider   issues   .         ❝      aye   ,      ye   don’t   have   ta   tell   me   twice   .      a   fuckin’   listed   the   bigger   issues   but   a   can   go   bigger   if   ye   like   ?      but   just   cause   those   exist   disnae   mean   a   can’t   raise   shit   over   the   wee   issues   ❞

[disease]

JENNY HOLZER / SURVIVAL / 1983-85 [cast aluminium plaque | 5½ x 9½”]

[thethief1996]

[Id: a cast aluminum plaque with the following words engraved “In a dream you saw a way to survive and you were full of joy” / end id]

[macmcry]

𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝.

Jamie glances at Mary sidelong, wondering why they’ve come to him, of all people, with this line of questioning. Yes, he’s older, but he was shit at school, and only got his qualifications at his father’s insistence. It’s a miracle he even passed. “What’ll ye do if ye dinna bother wi yer NEWTs?”

                    their   friendship   with   jamie   was   a   newfound   one   but   just   like   the   sudden   camaraderie   that   came   from   hearing   another   scot   in   a   crowd   and   immediately   calling   them   your   mate      (   much   like   how   the   two   had   met   )   it   was   already   proving   to   be   a   close   one   .      he   was   already   becoming   someone   who’s   judgement   they   trusted   .         ❝      am   no   too   sure   ,      no   sure   whit   a’ll   do   if   a   do   get   them   mind   .      my   whole   life’s   just   one   question   mark   after   another      ❞

[macmcry]

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭.

“I used to work in the DMLE, you know. I have my sources.” Seph shrugged, figuring that was close enough to the truth. “Fair enough. My brother’s just that type, y’know? Always whining about something.”

                    ❝      yer   sources   need   to   fuckin   wheesht   then   ,      am   no   a   bloody   story      ❞         they’d   got   enough   of   this   at   school   ,      the   looks   and   the   chatter   and   not   being   anything   more   than   what   happened   to   them   .         ❝      aye   ,      well   .      am   no   a   twat   but   ,      no   gonna   catch   me   whingin      ❞