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victoire weasley former gryffindor. current barmaid of hog's head order leader n o t your b a b y

[the-hot-ness]

Being back in the office felt cramped, Mark found himself unable to concentrate in the tiny area he called a work space. He was glad to finally have some freedom in the afternoon, wandering the streets of London for a good long while before he made a stop at the Leaky Cauldron for a drink. He sat down at the bar, ordering himself a scotch on the rocks, and sat quietly and contentedly listening to the sounds of the bar, the happy hum of the patrons. Just as he raised his drink to his lips, he felt a presence behind him. “If you’re looking for an auror, find one that’s still on duty. I’m off for the day,” he grunted, intending to ignore the newcomer.

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Victoire scoffed at the man, turning her attention to the barmaid tending. “I’m not here to bother you. I’m here to pick up an order,” she muttered, nodding to the other woman who disappeared into the supply room to find the parcel for Vic. It must have looked odd for the Hog’s Head’s barmaid to be picking up packages at another pub, but some aspects to Victoire’s little side project could not be dealt with at Hog’s Head, no matter how discrete a location it was for the recruitment meetings. Drumming her fingers along the bar, she’s turned her attention back to the man and raised a brow curiously. “So… No news on my missing uncle? Considering the papers have been very quiet on the topic, I’m guessing you lads haven’t come up with anything. Am I wrong?”

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“Can I uh, help you with something? This is a closed practice, mate.”

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“Doubtful,” she quipped in response to the male, looking around as if seeking someone out. “I’m looking for your captain or coach or whoever is in charge. Point me in the right direction and I’ll be on my way.”

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Anyone caught your eye?

“No, not recently, but you know with all these people dying, and then uncles being kidnapped, and everything being kinda scary and tense right now, and the rest of the general population just being a ton of wankers, can you blame a girl for not looking?”

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Why Hogshead? Didn't you think you could do more?

“Well obviously, you twat. I can do hell of a lot better. But the idea of poor mama’s face when I told her was almost too delicious to pass up. Besides - every day there’s something ridiculous happening there. Live entertainment at its finest.”

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Name your number one crush of all time.

“Lorcan d'Eath. I’ve got a thing for fangs and biting.”

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What is the one color you couldn't live without in your wardrobe?

“You had the opportunity to ask me anything and this is what you want to know? Nude. As in naked, because I really don’t care about clothes and would rather not deal with them.”

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jameslupin-potter:

James walked in anyway, never one to really listen to Vic. “Merlin, Vic, showing enough of your tits there?” he asked as he tried not to laugh at her outfit. Working on the Hog’s Head was so beneath his cousin that it would have hurt to see if he hadn’t found it so amusing. “I’m going to pour myself a drink while you clean. I’ll pay for it,” he offered as he walked towards the bar, curious to see if his cousin would stop. “Either way, we have some things we need to discuss whenever it’s safest,” he commented. They needed to start talking details on their latest project, and James was fairly sure he’d secured a private and workable place for meetings and defense practices and whatever the else they were going to need once they got bigger than just the two of them. The pub would be fine for them and a few other trusted people, but James was thinking and planning for bigger and he wanted to get Vic on the same page.  

She rolled her eyes at her cousin’s comment, tugging her shirt up a bit more to cover her breasts better. “It’s the twat that runs the place,” she groaned, “Nothing like Aberforth. He’s convinced that no one’s going to want to come here without me showing skin. Apparently being Veela isn’t enough.” Summoning her jacket from the coat rack, she pulled it over her shoulders and waved a hand in James’s direction. “Don’t worry about paying for it. You’re family, so it’s on the house. Just pour me a glass too.” Using a combination of magic and going about cleaning the old fashioned way, she was halfway done when he mentioned needing to talk about things whenever it was safest. She glanced about the room and shrugged a shoulder. “There’s only a couple people staying in the rooms tonight,” she said, “And they were all pretty far gone when they left... I think it’s okay to talk now.” Waving her wand to finish the job, she turned to him with arms crossed over her chest, voice low just to be extra cautious as she moved closer to him. “What are you thinking?” She and James were working on gathering people, on raising their wands against this new threat, but things were still in the early stages, and there wasn’t much of a system in place yet. This was definitely needed, and Vic was grateful he had come by to discuss. 

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jack-a-mason:

“Calm down Weasley, It’s me.” Although Jack wasn’t convinced that, that would suddenly calm down the blondes attitude. He’d not long finished his shift, which pretty much consisted of walking the streets of hogsmeade and making sure there were not death eaters lurking about, which unsurprisingly, they didn’t seem to just hang around on street corners, casually AK-ing random people. He pulled up a stool, “Come on Vic, I’ve just spent long hard hours making sure that all your punters are safe. Besides you know I’m sober so it’s not like I’m going to get drunk and wreck the place.”

Turning to see her former classmate, she huffed at him as he spoke. Of course, she wasn’t going to turn him away.. He was an Auror, one of her uncle’s trainees before he’d disappeared. And right now he was in the line of duty, patrolling the areas in and around Hogwarts to make sure that no one was going to lay harm to the students. She couldn’t be rude to him - a few months ago he was basically a kid and now he was an adult doing a very adult job. And she wasn’t dumb, she read the papers.. She knew he lost someone himself. Sighing, she nodded at him. “Okay, fine. So long as you don’t make a bigger mess.” Moving behind the bar, she looked at him. “I know your sober, so... If you’d like, I could get you a glass of water or even milk? If you want anything.. we might even have some food, if you’re hungry.” She looked around for something, eyes dancing between him and whatever was beneath the bar. “Have a busy day, now? Perhaps run into anyone suspicious while patrolling the dangerous streets of Hogsmeade Village?” She snorted at her own words. It was a long shot that he would share information with her, but, well... Anything was useful for her, even the tiniest irrelevant morsel could have a clue as to those she was preparing to fight against. 

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lorcan-scamanderxx:

“And you know I’ve never been one to really follow instructions well.” Lorcan smiled as he walked into the Hog’s Head bar. He was back, he’d seen James, his parents, and just about everyone else he’d want to see on his brief hiatus from traveling. The only exception to that was Victoire. “I just wanted to see it for myself, you working at a bar.” He teased as he moved behind his ex, arms wrapping around her loosely. “If I help you, can that buy me some time to chat?” He knew something was happening that James wasn’t telling him. He wasn’t the type to sit around and wait for the Ministry to decide to help the cause, not when his father had been taken and aunt killed. To be honest, if it wasn’t going to be him leading some charge, Vic or Rose were Lorcan’s next guesses. 

The second she felt the loose arms around her petite form, Victoire turned to wrap her arms around his shoulders and pull him into a hug, grateful to have see Lorcan. She hadn’t actually seen him since - what - graduation? It had been too long, and nothing could brighten her day more than a dear friend popping in. “Lor! Oh my god, I thought you were off traveling to Merlin knows where with Lysander! What are you doing here?” she smiled at him, confused but happy nevertheless. “Trust me, I hadn’t imagined I’d be working in a bar. Merlin knows it’s not at all what I planned, but... It’s for the better that I remain close. While I could have gotten work at the Welsh Dragon Sanctuary, I... Needed to be near my little brother and sister, I’m afraid. With everything going on, I think my family needs me more than the dragons do.” Her family was only half of it. If she and James were going to go forth with their plans, Vic needed to be accessible and being an apprentice dragon keeper was hardly flexible. “I think with a little help, I could make time to chat. Here, just take these,” she handed him some of the empty bottles she’d been collecting before moving to wipe down a table with a broad grin on her face. “How have you been? It feels like ages since I last saw you. Tell me what you’ve been up to - I want to know everything.” 

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rambunctiousredhead:

“Distraction.” Lily confirmed with a small smile. She shrugged at Vic’s question. “Not well… I don’t know. I did something really stupid on the train here, Vic.” She frowned at her essay before decidedly pushing the parchment away, setting down her Quill. “I let Carrow goad me into a fight but… she didn’t fight back. I think I broke her nose, I don’t know. I haven’t seen her since but everybody saw me do it… she made it look like I attacked her unprovoked. Rosie was so angry.”

Listening closely to her younger cousin, Victoire was caught between being responsible and telling her she shouldn’t have done what she did or beaming with utter pride for the younger girl. It wasn’t like Victoire hadn’t socked a few people back in her day - hell, when she was a second year she made a fifth year boy cry from a bloody nose she inflicted on him. And she was much worse with her wand when she was younger. It wasn’t until she became a bit older that the need to be more responsible and classier, as per her mother’s desires, settled in. Still, the somewhat crass Weasley loved a good fight. In this moment, though, she figured she shouldn’t praise the Potter for what she’d done. Sucking in her bottom lip for a moment, she nodded. “Yeah, that does sound kind of bad,” she started, “But you’re going through a lot right now. I’m sure this Carrow knew that, and she was pushing at all the wrong buttons on purpose. Now I’m not saying that it’s okay to have hit her... I’m just saying that sometimes we do dumb things when we’re emotional because it’s the only way to release the feelings we’re building up. You’re not totally to blame, no one can guess what you’re going through with... Well, with what has happened to your dad. Acting out is one of the things people do when they’re stressed or upset. You go off your emotions and sometimes you make poor choices, but it doesn’t mean you’re a bad person or anything. And if she’s a Carrow, then she probably figured as much and wanted to exploit you. Sounds like it anyway.” She shrugged, “I hope you broke her nose, she deserves it for messing with you considering everything that’s going on. Just... Try to ignore it next time. I know that’s easier said than done, but sometimes you just gotta grin and bear it. Especially when you’re at school, and there’s a low tolerance for these kinds of things. Don’t need the Headmaster owling your mum because you’re getting into fights or anything.” 

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charlxtte-wood:

Charlotte had raised her eyebrow as she had sat down on the barstool. “Settle down Vic.” She commented as she had dumped her bag at the bottom of her feet as she head rested arms on the bar. “Just need a minute to avoid the drunk fight outside before I go home and read up on things.” she said

“Oh for Merlin’s sake,” Victoire muttered, crossing toward the door and unsheathing her wand. As barmaid, she was partially responsible for ensuring that no trouble came to Hog’s Head. Given its reputation, it was a daunting task, but Victoire had enough experience wrangling her many cousins, a good number of which were fiercely hotheaded. What different were the barflies? “I swear if it’s Maddock causing trouble again, I’m going to ban him for life,” the petite blonde huffed, tying her hair up into a messy bun. She was ready to rush outside to put an end to whatever was going on, but it seemed silly. So long as they weren’t causing trouble inside her bar, there was little the girl could do to stop them outside. Shoulders slumping, she turned back to Charlotte. “You can stay here until it’s done. I’m sure the Aurors hanging around will split it up soon,” she smiled, locking the door and turning back toward the girl sitting at the bar. “Do you want something to drink while you wait? On the house, of course.”  

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“As the sign on the door so clearly states,” Victoire started in a huff, setting a heavy crate of Ogden’s down as she reached for a rag to wipe down the bar, “We are closed.” Working at the Hog’s Head wasn’t exactly how she’d pictured her life post-Hogwarts, but with everything going on, being close to what was undoubtedly set to be the next big target - Hogwarts Castle - was the best option. And flaunting a ridiculous amount of cleavage and giggling like a foolish little girl at the many drunkards that regular the pub gave her access to the backroom, which was the perfect base for operations for what she and James were putting together in secret. So yes, it wasn’t glamorous by any means... But it worked. “You know your way out. Come back tomorrow, I’m sure you’ll be able to quench your thirst until then elsewhere,” she started as she began collecting bottles throughout the empty pub, her back mostly to the person who had decided to walk into her work space when they’d just closed up for the night. 

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rambunctiousredhead:

Lily looked up at Vic’s voice, smiling warmly at her cousin. She shrugged. “I kind of asked for one… something to do, y’know?” She glanced at Vic’s boots, amused, not bothering to question whether she was technically breaking any rules by putting them on the table. “I haven’t seen them, I’m sorry. Everybody’s kind of just… doing their own thing right now.”

“Distraction?” Vic raised a brow at Lily, though she couldn’t blame her. The entire family had been on edge since news of Uncle Harry’s disappearance, and the deaths of Aunt Audrey and some of their close family friends. Who was she kidding - everyone in the wizarding world had been on edge, but the ‘Wotter’ clan was a whole other situation it felt half the time. Nodding at her cousin’s words, she whistled as she looked about the library. “So aside from the obvious, how are you holding up? Nobody’s been giving you any trouble, I hope.” 

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Lily frowned, not looking up from her Potions essay as a shadow fell across the parchment. She’d been throwing herself into her schoolwork, for the first time since…well, ever, and discovered it was a surprisingly efficient way to stop herself overthinking. “Can I help you?” 

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Victoire grimaced as her gaze danced over the parchment her cousin had been bent over. “You’ve already got an essay? Didn’t school just barely begin?” Gagging to herself, ever thankful she was no longer dealing with homework and essays, the older Weasley pulled a chair over and plopped down next to her cousin with a heavy sigh, laying two boot clad feet on the table. “Sure, can you point me in the direction of my siblings? Because try as I may, I can’t seem to find them.” She huffed, frowning as she leaned back in her chair.

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Kai had been sitting at his table listening to the speech from upon on the podium, when he heard the slamming of the doors, the shriek of a young woman, and the shout of a horrific curse that he had never dreamed of hearing ever again in his life. Everything seemed to be going in a blur, and then he was suddenly standing, wand out and at the ready, aimed at a masked figure standing before him as menacingly and evil as he remembered them during his time at Hogwarts. He opened his mouth to shoot a stunning spell at the masked man before him, but he clearly wasn’t fast enough as he heard the man shout a sharp “Sectumsempra!” and a bright white flash and a sudden pain all over his chest. The curse knocked him on his back and his lovely violet pinstripe dress shirt was torn to shreds, blood seeping from the cuts on his chest, and all he could hear was ringing, and the faint sound of people shouting, and someones voice as he saw someone speaking above him, leaning over his body. 

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Victoire’s mind was reeling as the hall was engulfed in flashes, smoke and chaos. Her first instinct was to unsheath her wand from the holster around her thigh, grateful she’d thought to keep it so close at all times. Her next was to get rid of those ridiculous heels. Now she was sure evil was behind the creation of those damned things - they were meant to hinder you from running away from trouble. Chucking her heels aside, she was swift to protect her family from the onslaught of attacks. They were priority, and it was only in her nature to be protective of them. More and more of the cloaked figures had begun ascending on them, pushing her further and further away from her parents and aunts and uncles. She’d barely seen Molly whisking their frail grandparents away via apparition before finally spotting her parents in heated duels with their own masked foes. Grunting as she sent a curse directly at an approaching Death Eater, watching them crash into a table and fall unconscious with satisfaction, Victoire was ready to sprint across the room to help her mother who was being slightly overwhelmed by a pair of Death Eaters when she’d heard the curse being shouted above the crowd. Twirling on her heels, she watched in horror as Kai Rayne was attacked, wide gashes appearing over his chest, almost as if an invisible swords had been slashing haphazardly against hi chest. Quick to fight back, she disarmed the attacker before sending them back witha powerful curse, and quickly rushed to the fallen man’s side. Kneeling down, she gasped as she pressed her fingers into his chest. “Professor Rayne?” she breathed, voice and fingers shaking in unison, the latter coated in scarlet as she pulled her hand away from his chest. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she stuttered under her breath. Staring about the room a second as curses flew, her glance hesitantly fell on her family in the far corner, being swarmed by Death Eaters that seemed to be appearing from out of nowhere in ridiculous numbers. When did they mobilize? How did this happen? She couldn’t focus on these thoughts, she needed to help Kai before he bled to death. “We have to get you out of her,” she said, voice stronger than before. “I’m going to get you to help, I promise Rayne.” Fuck, where’s Walsh? She could help him… Eyes dancing about the room, she bit her lip as she knew there was little time to save him. Grasping her wand in a quivering hand, she carefully pulled his arm over her shoulder. “I need you to walk with me.. I’ll get you out, but we have to move now.” 

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Lily jumped as she heard the familiar sound of the floo network. She dropped her toast, running to the living room and bolting through the door just in time to see Vic stepping over the grate of the fireplace. She grinned at her cousin, bounding towards her and pulling her into a tight hug. “Merlin, it’s good to see you!” 

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Victoire was just barely stepping over the grate of the fireplace when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her and pull her into atight embrace. Slight taken aback, it had been a short moment before Victoire wrapped her own arms around the younger girl, a grin tugging at her lips at Lily’s familiar voice. “You say that like I’ve been gone forever,” she joked. “But it’s really good to see you too! I missed you.” Admittedly she stopped in to talk to her uncle, but suddenly the idea of visiting with Lily seemed much more appealing. “Why are you home and not out enjoying your summer? Last I recalled, there was mention of a close friend in your letters...”