Perfectly Imperfect

Monty "Morph" Daniels Seventh Year Slytherin Fabulous as Dumbledore's Socks There's beauty and grace in the flaws of your face, all candor and style in the crook of your smile.

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I'm bored.

Do you want to go on adventure?

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Will this adventure have food at some point?

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Flotsam

[flotsam-notjetsam-blog]

“Well I was, before my asshole roommates realised and started taking it. Fucking dickheads.” Raises his head off the ground, watching Morph walk around. “As long as I don’t have to move, that’d be the fucking best thing that’s happened all day. Not that that’s saying much, all that’s happened today is literally running into a wall, then getting crushed by dozens of pans.”

[morph-yourself-blog]

Laughing, Morph started to grab random ingredients. “You can’t waste what I cook, got it?” Busying himself in the kitchens now, he looked over at Flotsam. “Why don’t you just charm the fuck out of your stuff?” That’s what Morph had always done, at least.

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Vixey

[stealyourcat]

“I don’t know!” Pausing for a second, her eyes lit up. “Morph! This means we get to go on an adventure!”

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His eyes mirrored those of Vixey’s as they widened, jumping out of his seat he shouted “Let the adventure begin!”

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Where is my damn cereal

I may hate muggles, but their cereal is fucking good. Now someone fess up before I have to search myself. And trust me….you don’t want that

[morph-yourself-blog]

Before you have to search... for your own cereal?

[tramp-the-charmingta-blog]

Tramp chuckled at his question and flashed him a small teasing smirk right back. “I wouldn’t be ashamed of you even if we danced in front of everyone in the Great Hall. I merely assumed you would not want anybody to see you dancing, however…” he gently pulled Morph closer to him and placed his hand on Morph’s waist, “if you must have your audience, then so be it.”

[morph-yourself-blog]

The faintest of blushes could be found gracing Morph’s face, he wasn’t able to focus enough to hide it. “I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, what can I say?” And instead of thinking about how awkward that phrase would be to say to any other staff member in the castle, Morph decided to wait for Tramp to begin to lead. If he didn’t start dancing soon though, Morph would have. At least dance lessons would finally be put to a good use (and not be wasted on the pureblood girls he had no interest in).

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Elsa

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“It creates heat on its own. You just have to heat it to what temperature you want,” Elsa sighed and continued throwing snow out the window. The temperature in the room began to get warmer and warmer. Sure, the snow was melting, but it seemed Elsa was as well. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and her actions become slower and more fatiguing. “Why is it getting so hot in here?”

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Running around like a madman, Morph started to realize he’s not in such good shape, his breathing starting to become shallow. “The ovens are creating heeeeat! They’re preheating!”

[ra-ra-rajah-blog]

Guess who’s back, Hogwarts?

[ra-ra-rajah-blog]

Obviously. Wouldn’t want the focus of life to be something other than getting married. *chuckles* Ah, well, breathing is good. Can’t have that cute little face of yours turning blue and clashing with your robes. 

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*Turns face blue for the helluva it*

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Flotsam

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Flotsam laughed at that, because yeah, of course he ran into the only person in the whole castle who was awake at 2am and didn’t want to drink himself into oblivion with him. “I was just looking for the firewhiskey. I’m fucking rubbish at cooking.”

[morph-yourself-blog]

“Isn’t that what the house elves are for?” Morph laughed at Flotsam, “Besides, why don’t you keep your firewhiskey in your dorm?” Walking over to the fridge, as now he was getting hungry for actual food and not just hot chocolate, “Are you hungry? I can cook...”

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Vixey

[stealyourcat]

“Yes! It totally does!” She thought for a moment, her head tilting. “Is there a way to make a picture frame? Because I will make it the best picture frame and we can hang it up in our clubhouse. By the way, we need a clubhouse.”

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Hmming and hawing, Morph tapped his chin. “Where in the heck are we going to find a clubhouse?”

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Elsa

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Elsa began scooping up snow and throwing it out the window, she wasn’t really paying attention to Morph. She was too concerned with getting all this snow out before someone else came in and saw. She yelled over her shoulder without caring to look at what he was doing, "Yes, you have to preheat it with the buttons on top of I think.“

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Preheat? What the hell... “How do you preheat something without heat??” Confusion clearly all over his face, Morph decided to do what Elsa said and hit random buttons. Something was bound to happen, right? 

[tramp-the-charmingta-blog]

Tramp extended his hand for Morph to take, smiling still. “I wouldn’t dare. Just, don’t laugh at me either. There is an empty classroom just down the hall, the one I was in, care to dance there?”

[morph-yourself-blog]

Quirking a brow, a teasing smirk played on Morph’s lips as he placed a hand in the other’s. “Ashamed to dance with me out here?” He took a few steps in the direction Tramp had been walking from.

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Vixey

[stealyourcat]

She was practically bouncing with excitement now, any leftover trace of tiredness gone. “I love it!! Oo, make sure to add that we’ll never deny a chocolate before trying it. I want to try every kind of chocolate.”

[morph-yourself-blog]

Scribbling down the insightful edits his lovely partner made, Morph held the finished mission statement in his hands; “This is the most precious napkin ever to exist Vixey, don’t you agree? It needs a frame!” And he was being quite serious.

[ra-ra-rajah-blog]

Guess who’s back, Hogwarts?

[ra-ra-rajah-blog]

Oh, up and down, here and there. You know purebloods and their stupid parties; apparently going to every single one with my entire family is more important than getting an education. Not that I spend much time getting one anyway, but they don’t have to know that. *shrugs* What about you, Morph?

[morph-yourself-blog]

Obviously finding a potential husband is much more important than being able to support yourself. *Rolls eyes but smiles* I’m back at the castle finally myself, so I’m actually allowed to breathe now. *Flexes out his stomach as far as he can to show he’s breathing*

[tramp-the-charmingta-blog]

That made Tramp chuckle, something he had not actually done in a very long time.

“Well, I do like to dance. I just would rather dance with someone than myself. Say, “ unlike Morph, it did not even occur to Tramp that this was a student and he a mini professor, “ will you dance with me?”

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“I’ll dance,” Morph held up a finger, “On one condition.” Tramp’s charming smile was infectious and had Morph returning with a small smile of his own, “You can’t laugh at my bad dancing.”

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Vixey

[stealyourcat]

“Oh! We need to write this down! Like a..statement of purpose! I..think that’s how clubs work. I’ve never actually made a club before.”

[morph-yourself-blog]

Clearly excited, Morph was now practically shouting at the girl who was only a few inches away from him. “We need a mission statement!” He scrambled around for a few moments looking for a quill and something to write on. Settling for a napkin, he spoke aloud as he wrote. “We, the founders of the.... The Finer Chocolate Club, solemnly swear to try a new form of chocolate, be it hot or cold, solid or liquid, baked or frozen,” And he stopped to finally take a breath, “at least once a month.” Still beaming, he turned to Vixey to see if she wanted to add anything.

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Midnight Snack || Morph&Flotsam

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Flotsam looked up at the guy, taking the bottle from him and frowning. No one was ever awake this late at night unless they were up to trouble or sorting though shit, so it confused him as to why Morph was around. “So, Morph, what brings you to this charming part of the castle so late at night.” He gestured to the mess around him, laughing bitterly.

[morph-yourself-blog]

Much like the other, Morph glanced around the Kitchens. “People are usually in this charming part of the castle to eat, aren’t they?” Finding Flotsam interestingly perplexing, Morph’s lips pursed as he gaze landed on him once again. “I’m assuming you wanted to cook something with a pot...? Unless you were honestly only searching for that bottle of firewhiskey.”

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Hi

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Smiling. I don’t know, I stay kind of busy most of the time, but there are days when I get bored.

[morph-yourself-blog]

Everyone gets bored. *Smiles and shrugs* I just thought preparing for the unexpected leaves so much to be done, that’s all.