* ) MADELINE MINA

"OLDER MEN DECLARE WAR. BUT IT IS YOUTH THAT MUST FIGHT AND DIE." Madeline Mina. Gryffindor Alumni. Twenty One. Bartender. Order of the Phoenix.

[calligraphica]

[madsmina-blog]

She was wiping down the last table in the bar when the bell over the door let out a ring. “We’re closed,” she called out, not sparing a glance backwards. “Come back tomorrow.”

[amelia--bones-blog1]

“You can make all the excuses you want, but you really messed up this time.” 

[madsmina-blog]

“I wasn’t making any excuses. And it’s just a goddamn bike, my goddamn bike, so it’s my problem. I’ll take care of it.”

[sephyavery]

Persephone looked down at the floor, not even bothering to wipe the tears away from her face. She knew she’d be married off at some point, though didn’t expect it to so suddenly happen. She heard the footsteps close by, freezing slightly. “I d-don’t want another drink.”

[madsmina-blog]

“I wasn’t gonna ask if you did,” Madeline replied, rubbing the back of her neck. She glanced down the hallway, wondering if it would be better to just leave the girl alone with her thoughts. It probably would, but seeing the red head’s tear stained face made it quite hard to just walk away without even trying to help. Shoving both hands deep into her pockets, she asked, “Are you okay? Do you want to, uh, talk about it?”

[bearseulgi]

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