FIRE IN HER VEINS;

mary macdonald; tea enthusiast, uncontrollable giggler, muggleborn :she doesn't believe in fairytales,the last time she tried to relate to one she let her guard down and her story turned into a nightmare."

[ted-whoisleft-deactivated201601]

Ted had never intended to end up getting up late. In fact he intended on actually sleeping but that wasn’t happening. After tossing and turning for a few hours he got up and pulled on his sweater to fend off the cold before walking out of his dorm and heading towards the kitchens. He was just going to get some tea and then back to bed, but before he could get there someone’s voice stopped him in his tracks. He lifted his wand a little bit to brighten the dark corridor and his heart rate slowed back down when he realized who it was. “I’m sorry if I startled you, Mary,” he said, offering her a sheepish smile.

[mmacdonxld-blog]

Her heart thudded against her chest, pounding most furiously with every beat. A shiver ran down her spine, like icy fingertips trailing down her skin. She spun on her heels, turning around to face whatever was following her. A sigh of relief escaped her lips at the sight of Ted Tonks. “No, you’re fine,” she replied, shaking her head. “I’m just a bit jumpy I suppose.”

[untamedunwanted]

The skin she wears may be made of calm, but her bones are made of chaos.

Contradictions Made of Skin and Bone | Nikita Gill (via untamedunwanted)

[ceciliaflint-blog]

“But I’m a good girl.” [Cee insisted, grinning at Mary as their arms were looped] “I can be the token good girl at the shindig, though. Speaking of, we really should have a girls night soon. I have so many new clothes I need to show you - I did a lot of reckless spending over the summer.” 

[mmacdonxld-blog]

“Sure, sure. Tell it to someone more gullible.” [Mary snorted, scrunching up her nose at Cee affectionately.] “You can definitely play the token good girl pretty damn well. Oh I would absolutely love to see your new clothes, seriously you always manage to find the most gorgeous outfits. I need to go shopping with you sometime soon.”

[ofpacem-blog]

“You - you do?” Kathy inquired with a look of shock on her face that only said that she was definitely not expecting that sort of response. “You’re probably one of the first people who actually agree with me.”

[mmacdonxld-blog]

“More people should agree with you. I don’t think any creatures should be locked up and treated in that way,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s just not fair and I don’t want to just sit back and watch it happen anymore.”

[ceciliaflint-blog]

“Ohmygod!” [Cee exclaimed, falling about in giggles] “You’re so bad, Mary McDonald. I love it.” 

[mmacdonxld-blog]

“You’re too sweet.” [Mary giggled, linking arms with the brunette.] “I think us, bad girls, need to have a big bad dinner. Am I right or am I right?”

[mmacdonxld-blog]

Footsteps echoed through the darkened corridor as the young brunette strolled through the castle. The winter sky cloaked Hogwarts in shadows, the only light coming from the lamplights hung up on the walls. Shadows flickered and danced along the walls of the corridor, warped shapes that seem to loom at her. Mary continued down the hallways, the sound of the lamplights swaying lulling her. A loud creak of the floorboards startled the Gryffindor; her eyes darting towards the noise.

“Who’s there?”

[niebywale]

[ceciliaflint-blog]

[Cecilia couldn’t help herself - she burst into hysterical giggles - and when she had finally recovered, she squealed] “Mary!” [She added in a giggly undertone] “Are you really talking about lock-jaw right now?!”

[mmacdonxld-blog]

[Mary snorted, the loud noise echoing through the hallways. In among giggles, she managed to speak in a mock serious voice.] “Cece, every given moment is an opportunity to talk about lock-jaw!

[mmacdonxld-blog]

marlymckinncn:

I have my moments, and I am stubborn. I don’t know if I could pull off another miracle like this one, though. [Marlene grinned and shrugged] With lots of food?

“Lots of food sounds perfect. I’m thinking dozens of pumpkin pasties and cauldron cakes. Enough to send us into a food coma.”

[ofpacem-blog]

“If you’re here to tell me that Professor McGonagall wants me in her office so she can see if I set free that whole cage of flubberworms, tell her that yes, it was me, and I don’t regret my doing so.”

[mmacdonxld-blog]

“I’m definitely not here to tell you off for what you did. Kathy, I just wanted to tell you that I think it was really amazing that you set those flubberworms free.”

[remus-whoisleft]

[He let out another loud laugh, endlessly amused by… just about everything Mary was saying, and he shook his head wildly a few times.]

‘s not like we’re… y’know… swimming around in there.  Right?  I hope no one’s swimming, Merlin, but I saw Slughorn standing guard over there not too long ago so hopefully no one’s drowning.  [He squinted at her, part of his protective and worried nature finally clawing its way up through the booze-induced haziness.]  How many glasses of punch have you had, then?  I’ve got to know, for… reasons.  I definitely didn’t help spike it or anything.

[mmacdonxld-blog]

[Mary couldn’t help but snort at the thought of Slughorn having a splash in the lake.] Hopefully Slughorn doesn’t decide to take a dip. I mean the Giant Squid doesn’t exactly want any visitors snorkelling around his home. I suspect he likes his privacy. [She leaned in closer, her palm gently cupping his cheek. Her eyes flickered with a glint of mischief.] “It’s sweet, but come on, you don’t need to worry about me.” [She paused for a moment, figuring out how many glasses she’d had.] “Hmm, I think It’s between three and ten, but probably not more than eight. You?”

[oldregulus-whoisleft]

“You cannot expect me to believe that anyone would believe that is a real story. Losing a shoe and having a pumpkin is one thing, but if I’ve learned anything from my cousins it’s that pulling on a girl’s hair tends to get your head turned into a pumpkin.” [he crosses his arms, scoffing good naturedly, and utterly convinced that she is pulling his leg. But he is soon suppressing a grin at her reaction to the idea of losing her toes amongst the tater tots, trying -  and failing - to maintain a very serious expression] “A very real hazard. Delicious or not I imagine not many people want toes when they think they are getting potato. And probably a messy explanation to the matron when you tell her where your toes ended up. But the real question is whether you need a refill before we try to find your shoes?”

[mmacdonxld-blog]

“Oh it’s real alright. Everyone climbs up and down her hair like it’s a bloody staircase. I’m definitely on your cousin’s side with this one, pulling girls’ hair will certainly get you turned into something. A pumpkin if you’re lucky!” [Mary grinned, her mind filling with ideas of exactly what kind of horror she’d transform someone into. Her stomach ached from laughter, the concept of tater tot toes still getting to her.] “Maybe we’ve already eaten other people’s toes while thinking that they were tater tots. Maybe all tater tots are secretly human toes. I think someone should investigate, just in case. Oh Merlin, the matron would most likely be speechless, for the first time in her life. [She looked down at her empty glass, a wicked grin tugging at her lips.] “Absolutely, let’s get a refill of this certainly, definitely, positively not alcoholic punch.”

[lily-whoisleft-blog]

[Rolling her eyes slowly and dramatically at Mary Lily pierced a piece of egg waving her knife at her friend] For your information you would be the worst secret keeper of my illict love child. Second of all I’d name that kid something dignified like Alfredo Puttanesca Evans. It’s Italian, super fancy.

[mmacdonxld-blog]

[Mary shovelled another spoonful of porridge into her mouth, her brow furrowed at the red head. She shook her head at the comment, trying to finish her mouthful quickly.] For your information, Lily, I have been the best secret keeper on this earth. I have kept Porridgetta Alfredo Puttanesca’s existence a secret for so long, the pain has weighed down on me but I haven’t given in. It’s only now that I tell the world, for your dear child’s safety. 

[ceciliaflint-blog]

[Beams at her, then laughs walking alongside her] “Oh god, parchment would taste awful. I suppose it’s preferable to sucking down ink… or trying to much on a text-book.”

[mmacdonxld-blog]

[She scrunched up her nose at the thought, a smile tugging at her lips.] “Munching down on a textbook would take some serious strength.You’d have to start working out your jaw, it would be intense.”

[emmascending-deactivated2016012]

Thank you! [Marlene hugged Mary back, grinning from ear to ear] I didn’t think I could do it – I was fading fast in the middle there – but I pulled through! [She pulled back and nodded eagerly] Um, of course! I need to do something after suffering through that exam.

[mmacdonxld-blog]

“Of course you could do it! Seriously Marly, you of all people should know that you can do absolutely anything if you put your mind to it. Particularly you because I haven’t met anyone as stubborn as you.” [Mary giggled, grinning madly at her best friend.] “How do you want to celebrate?”

[wnq-writers]

Somewhere between fooling everyone, I learned to fool myself.

aashidhaniya (via wnq-writers)

[emmascending-deactivated2016012]

Look – I passed! I actually passed a History of Magic exam and managed not to fall asleep in the middle of it. [Marlene shook the parchment, showing off the Acceptable which was a lot better than the Poor she usually ended up with – but really, who actually cared about History of Magic anyway?] Not bad, huh?

[mmacdonxld-blog]

[Mary let out a banshee like screech of excitement, her eyes shining. She sprinted up and hugged Marlene tightly.] “I knew you could do it, you absolute nutter! Professor Binns can take a long hike off a short pier, not that it would do anything because he’s a bloody ghost, but still. Come on we absolutely must celebrate!”