‘ aye , i know i should have school pride an’ all , but the kenmare goblins better pull their weight . ‘s time fo’ ireland t’get revenge on england . ’ despite being bundled in elkridge firedrakes merchandise , mary has a thick green stripe of hair on the underside of her ponytail . nonetheless , she’s animated the painstakingly hand-painted lizard on her cheek to cheer once the team flew out to the pitch .
a jovial laugh escaped ted at her comment. “ ‘m so glad someone shares the sentiment. been feelin’ like shite havin’ t’ hide m’excitement about seein’ kenmare. ” ted responded as his laugh died down. he tugged on the grey and teal scarf around his neck as he glanced down towards the empty pitch. “ dis ‘cha hear that kenmare’s seeker got drafted fo’ the harpies next year? ”
ted’s eyes scanned the wall of cat food in front of him. his poor boy, buggy, at home and foodless, probably starving. ted loved his cat, buggy had been his rock since ted was sixteen; they were a inseparable pair. a smile appeared on his face when he finally saw the familiar brand of cat food. he hadn’t even realized another person was there until their hands collided as they reached for the same bag. ted blinked, turning to face the owner of the hand. “ oh, eh– go ‘head. m’little bugger can survive on wet food for a few days. ” he said with a chuckle, stepping back from the shelf.
“I am well aware when the library closes,“ Narcissa responded absentmindedly, then looked up at the wizard’s stammer. She was used to people not always knowing how to show their respect for her bloodline, intimidated by her family’s reputation, or genuinely scared off if they were of a certain blood themselves. Judging on this man’s reaction, he belonged to the latter category. Narcissa smiled, just sweet enough to be intimidating. “You should know how to speak to me. I am studying, if you couldn’t see, and will leave when it’s time to. You’re the Tonks boy, aren’t you? The mudblood?“
ted remembered the stories andromeda had told him about narcissa very well. he doubted she had gotten any better since then. he sent a silent prayer to anyone who would listen when his hands finally found a small stack of abandoned books on a nearby table. he adverted his gaze as she smiled, an icy feeling going down his back. ted had been planning on just keeping his head down, nodding when she spoke. the fact he kept resorting the pile of the same three books a sign of how nervous he was; but as soon as she said his name, he felt a defensive switch inside of himself. “ maybe. what’s it to you? ” he asked, trying to sound as calm as possible, but the pitch of his voice raised slightly still. the name tag attached to his chest gave it away of course: edward tonks - student assistant. “ you’d think with all the gabbing your family does, you’d be able to come with a new word. ” ted barely whispered under his breath. he’d been called a mudblood more times than he could count over the last ten years, at first it had hurt, now he was barely phased.
“ sorry your party went shit, boyo. kind of don’t feel that bad missing it now... no offense. ” ted spoke, trying to sound as genuine as possible he approached the younger boy. “ if it makes you feel better, i snagged this week’s copy of the quidditch report a day early– with the exclusive interview with puddlemore’s new seeker. thought you might enjoy it. ” he cracked a smile as he tossed the magazine onto the table. nothing like abusing your library powers for the common good.
where: third year dorm 3b
who: @elladoraxketteridge
“ excuse the mess... wasn’t ‘pecting people ‘round today. ” ted muttered as he unlocked the door. small piles of clothes grew from corners of the little common area and a mountain of plates and cups was forming around the kitchen sink. his face flushed in pink as he kicked a lone sock under an empty bookself against the wall. “ if you eh... want to wait in here, i can go grab those cobra lily shots ya asked for, should be all set now. ” he spoke, turning around to face the girl, before sneaking into one of the doors off the common area, presumably his room. ted came back out a few moments later, prints in hand. “ your lillies were extra nasty, ” he joked, “ don’t remember the ones at hogwarts tryna bite so much. ”
ted found himself rereading the same paragraph over again for the fourth time. it was unusual for ted, most of the time he’d plow right through the books. he glanced at the cover of the book in his hand and then allowed his eyes to wander towards his companion across the table. “ i can’t tell if my coffee is too strong or this book is just dryshite... can’t focus on a damn thing. ” ted muttered as he placed the paperback on the table, giving his head a shake. picking up his cup with one hand, he pointed towards remus with the other, “ what part ya at? spoil it for me so atleast i feel like this has been productive. ”
time seemed to slow down at the library. the minutes ticked by in slow motion as ted began the tedious task of putting books away. he looked down at his watch: 11:35 pm. he let out a sigh as he looked back up towards the bookshelf in front of him. but, a stray lamp on in the corner of his suddenly caught his attention. it was the beginning of the semester, no one should have been here this late in his mind. he placed the book in his hand on the cart before he began to walk towards the desks. “ oi, pack it up, boyo— we close in thirty and i don’t feel li... ” he started, his voice trailing off as he immediately recognized the woman. he stared at her like a deer in the headlights, mouth slightly agape. “ i- i should uh... ” ted began to sputter, eyes desperately flying around his nearby surroundings for some sort of distraction.
❝ oh please don’t mind the faeries ! ❞ evie called out over her shoulder to no one in particular. she’d found herself neck deep in a mountain of research about said proud creatures. they were so beautiful, but unless you told them that every five seconds– they would get grumpy. ❝ they won’t bother you much, just don’t insult them ! ❞ she paused to hand a bit of food to the pretty faerie and proceeded to complement them ❝ besides, who would want to insult these beautiful creatures ? ❞
adjusting the canon camera currently hanging around his neck, ted glanced around at the few fairies fluttering around. “ when you said you needed some photos... i wasn’t expecting these guys. ” he said quietly, as if speaking too loudly would scare them off. he lifted his camera up to his face, aiming at one specific fairy resting on an open book, “ you’re the expert here not me, but aren’t fairies those little blue lads with the horns? ”
{ paul mescal / cismale / he/him } —- Books in their arms, [ EDWARD TONKS ] ran across the campus, catching a few wandering eyes along the way. They are known as a [ TWENTY-ONE ] [ MUGGLEBORN ], entering their [ THIRD YEAR ] of university. They are a [ PHOTOGRAPHY ] major to become a [ PHOTOJOURNALIST ] and are known to be [ HARD WORKING ] but [ SELF-CONSCIOUS ]. They belong in [ BOOK CLUB ] and side with the [ NEUTRAL ] in the war.
Woke up, blamed it on the vodka
hi im bean this is my chaotic himbo bisexual edward! please be nice to him.
Full Name: Edward Julius Tonks
Nickname(s): Ted, Teddy, Ed, Eddy, Bear, the list goes on and on
FC: Paul Mescal
DOB: June 25th
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Year: Third
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Major: Photography
Desired Career: Photojournalist at The Daily Prophet
Patronus: Non-corporeal
Club(s)?: Book club
Quidditch?: Not anymore, he used to play beater
Side: Neutral
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there are 3 things ted loves more than life itself: his cat, himself, and his camera
he spent all of his years at hogwarts flying under the radar
he never really wanted to be a wizard, but he’s not complaining about the magic
now that he’s in uni, he’s definitely come out of shell
he still will avoid every single pureblood on campus like the plague. he does not have a death wish
photography has always been a passion of his
it all started when he got regifted a camera by his older sister when he was 13
he loves taking portraits. he’s the guy who has a million pictures of his friends yet not a single one of himself
to get some extra cash he works night shifts in the library
though that usually means “ted and his friends shoot the shit in the restricted section because he has keys”
anyways pls plot with me he needs a little gang and some people to love, both boys and girls
