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whythelongbxttxmfrank‌:

"Yes, exactly! Mission successful.” Frank laughed and nodded. “Oh and to celebrate! Puddlemere United’s finest hour, and hopefully not their last!” Frank beamed, still proud of his team, and fairly certain all the fans would be talking about it until the next season started. “Oh well, that is an accomplishment. I’m glad I did, too, though I think Alice helped with that.” His laugh was slightly more embarrassed on that one, but he continued on with a grin. “She’s great. We’re great. Just busy. Training is almost done, and Moody is really pushing us. But I’m ready to get out into the field already.” Frank nodded as he talked, sighing. “And once we do become full-fledged Aurors, perhaps things will settle down and then, who knows. Maybe we’ll have more time for friends. Or, other things.” He raised a brow and shrugged, but still held a small grin. “And you? What’s been keeping you occupied, when you’re not in your own bed?” Frank winked and chuckled at his tease.

“Oh yeah? Other things? A huge white wedding and a little baby in the future?” Dorcas grinned as well and raised an eyebrow at him. “Don’t worry while you two are off on your world-saving missions with the Auror Department, I’ll babysit.” She added with a smile before a light blush appeared on her cheeks. “Oh hush, I always end up in my own bed.” She said with a shake of her head. “And although saying that makes me sound like a complete loser with no love life...well it’s not far from the truth. Healer training is an all day, all night type of thing. I haven’t really had a minute to breath. Last night was the first time in a while I was really able to let loose, you know?” She said pushing her hair behind her ears before shrugging slightly. “But it is what it is... and it’ll all be worth it once I’m done training.”

#{ c: frank }#{ event01 }

mors-severi‌:

Hufflepuff… Yes, Severus had certainly known Dorcas at Hogwarts, but he still couldn’t quite place her. He took another drink–a long one–to chase the nagging question out of his head. She was right: now wasn’t the time to wonder how he knew her, it was the time to worry about dancing. Severus looked down at his thin, hunched body, and thought that as ridiculous as he looked just standing there, he would look even more ridiculous if he started moving. “Right….” He looked nervously around at all the other dancing people–most of them looked absolutely atrocious. Perhaps no one can dance? He reasoned. Still, he thought he might die of embarrassment if Potter or Black caught sight of him dancing. No, that won’t happen. There are so many people around, and you can’t even be sure that they’re in this pub… He told himself. He took another large gulp of his drink to steel himself, then he started to sway awkwardly to the music, bouncing up and down like the others were doing, holding his hands awkwardly up. “I suppose this may be the moment to admit that I’ve never done the dancing thing before,” he called over the din of the crowd and the music.

Dorcas knew she probably looked ridiculous, jumping up and down and spinning, not caring that half of her drink was spilling everywhere as she danced, mouthing along to the words of the music. She laughed a little as she looked over at Severus and how awkward he seemed to be as he danced. She shook her head a bit in amusement, “Never? Have you never gone to a party either” She asked, not believing him. “There is no right or wrong way to dance.” Doe pointed out gesturing at everyone around them. “Everyone looks ridiculous, but that’s the point. If everyone looks ridiculous than no one looks ridiculous. You know what I mean? Now, stop with your worrying, finish your drink and just let loose. You’re too uptight for someone at a victory party.” Doe smiled and held her drink to his to clink their glasses together before finishing hers with him.

#{ c: dorcas }#{ event01 }

mollsweaslxy‌:

Molly couldn’t help but to roll her eyes when the bartender appeared almost immediately after she flagged him down. “Why are guys so predictable?” she asked as she turned around and eyed the place again to make sure her boys hadn’t run off without her knowing. “It works every time.”

“It’s a good thing Arthur knows so much about Quidditch because those boys would be a mess if they didn’t have someone to talk to about Quidditch all the time,” she said as she laughed. Her boys definitely got their love of Quidditch from their father and not from her. “But the boys love it when Arthur and Quidditch are involved.” Truth be told, she did too because it was a good way for them to bond. “I’ve never cared to learn either.”

“I’d like to think that they are but once you think you’ve figured out a guy, he does something completely unexpected.” Doe muttered with a small shake of her head. “Though I suppose they all must say the same about us.” She pointed out with a small shrug, glancing back at the bartender who was busy serving another patron. Dorcas swiveled back around in her chair, humming along to the song that had just began to play for a few moments before realizing she was still talking with Molly.

“How old are the boys now?” Doe asked before sipping at her drink, still nodding her head a bit in time to the music. “I’m sure their whole life revolves around Quidditch.” She laughed, “You’ll have to have a girl next so you’ll have someone to talk to about something other than Quidditch.”

#{ c: molly }#{ event01 }

mors-severi‌:

Severus felt a shock go through his whole body when the witch took his hand as they weaved onto the dance floor. No one had done such a thing since Lily, and he was immediately conflicted between enjoying the small act of trust, of friendliness, and a great and terrible longing for those days past when he and Lily had been inseparable. His first instinct was to take another drink from his glass–which he did with difficulty, as they were walking, weaving through a seething mass of drunken dancers, and Severus was already starting to feel a bit lightheaded and unsteady. When the witch turned and told him her name, he paused. He knew that name. It was familiar, somehow. But he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. As he wracked his brain–which did not seem to be functioning at peak efficiency–he was suddenly jolted back to reality when Dorcas started walking again and tugged him along. “I’m Severus. Severus Snape,” he said. “I feel like I might know you, but I’m not sure why. Perhaps we were at Hogwarts together?”

Dorcas thought for a moment as they weaved in and out of groups of people before finally settling on an almost empty spot on the dance floor. His name sounded familiar...but where had she heard it before. She tried to rack her brain but between the loud music, chattering people and the buzz from the alcohol trying to retrieve any type of memory at this point was beyond pointless. “Severus...” She hummed before taking another sip of her drink. “I’m sure it’ll come to me eventually. Maybe we were at Hogwarts together. I was in Hufflepuff.” Dorcas told him with a small smile. “I left last year, which still is so crazy. Seven years flew by so fast. You know, I can still remember being eleven and being on the train for the first time. Merlin...I think I bought the whole snack trolley.” Dorcas laughed loudly and sipped at her drink once more. “But forget about that, come on and dance. You look ridiculous just standing there.” She teased.

#{ c: severus }#{ event01 }

mxrlxnxmckxnnon‌:

Marlene shook her head quietly, “No, not that either. You’re the first I’ve bumped into, also. I know James and Lily are around here somewhere, though.” She cupped her drink against her chest and she looked over the crowd, trying to spot any other familiar faces. “And knowing James he’ll be around here eventually to relay every detail of the match to us.

“Hm,” Marlene hummed in agreement. “I’ll drink to that. And I have a feeling that might have something to do with everyone being in such a good mood. We need more time like this right now. I’m not sure the Ministry would be too keen on sponsoring more of these, though.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m sure they’re around here somewhere. I doubt James would miss this for anything.” Dorcas smiled a little, looking around the crowd as well knowing it would be rather hard to miss Lily’s red hair in the sea of people. After another moment of looking, she gave up and turned back to Marlene. They would bump into the others eventually.

“I wish they would,” Dorcas said with a shake of her head. “They need to do something to keep everyones spirits up. I wish the prophet would stop with all the bad news all the time thing they have going on too. That’s not helping either. But then again, we can’t just live in a world of pretend, can we?” She sighed and looked disappointed for a moment before taking a sip of her drink and looking back at Marlene.

“But enough talk about the bad. Tell me, what’s been going on lately in the life of Marlene? Anything new and exciting?”

#{ c: marlene }#{ event01 }

whythelongbxttxmfrank‌:

“You know,” Frank started with a shy, almost embarrassed grin, “That sounds an awful lot like what I was going to say. Though, I hope Alice stopped me from being a completely fool.” He laughed with Dorcas, shaking his head. “But I image she’d let me be a fool. So maybe she hasn’t been exaggerating after all. But regardless, yes, I think it’s safe to say we had fun!”

Dorcas laughed and shrugged a little. “That’s all that matters isn’t it? The whole point of last night I think was to cut loose and have fun. Mission successful.” She grinned, “I’m just glad I woke up in my own bed in my own house.” She chuckled. "How has Alice been? And the two of you? How are you guys? I feel like I haven’t seen you both in forever!”

#{ C: frank }#{ event01 }

mollsweaslxy‌:

When Molly heard Dorcas’ voice and heard her laugh, she turned to the younger woman and couldn’t help but to smile. It had been far too long since she had seen Dorcas, so she was happy to see a familiar face in the crowd of strangers.

Molly looked back at the bartender when Doe teased her about giving him a date. “You can do better, love. He’s not very attractive,” she said, teasing the brunette back. “I don’t understand a thing anyone is saying when it comes to Quidditch, but it’s nice to see the boys this happy,” she replied to the question. When it became apparent that the bartender was ignoring Dorcas, Molly turned around in her chair and leaned forward against the bar and put an arm out to get the attention of the man who had just tried to hit on her. If there was one thing she had learned to do over the years, it was get things she needed with very few words.

“He is kinda cute.” Dorcas shrugged a little, glancing back at the bartender curiously. “I mean he’s rather nice to look at, and I’m already a bit tipsy so everyone probably looks better than they actually look. But I am definitely not what he’s looking for.” She couldn’t help but laugh as she watched Molly. Doe shrugged once more as the bartender suddenly remembered they existed and walked back over to their end of the bar, Dorcas finally able to order herself a drink.

She welcomed the slight burning in the back of her throat as she sipped from the glass, falling silent as her eyes wander over the crowd of people in the bar before finally turning back to Molly. “No, I don’t understand a thing about it either and I don’t really care to learn anything about it any time soon. It all just seems too confusing, even when I was little I wasn’t really that into it.” She hummed.

#{ c: molly }#{ event01 }

mors-severi‌:

Severus did as she instructed, finishing the glass in one last swift gulp. It still burned, but it was manageable, and he was beginning to feel very warm inside. Was that just because he was drinking firewhiskey? Or was that the way it felt when alcohol took effect? He couldn’t tell. Slamming the glass back on the bar for a refill, he wondered why he was doing this–why he was letting some stranger get him drunk, why he was trusting her, why he was even bothering to try this method. How would any of this make him forget Lily, James, the friends he couldn’t find? Wouldn’t he just remember again tomorrow? Wouldn’t it still hurt as bad? Somehow, he could hear a small voice in his head saying, “Yes, so just stop before you do something idiotic,” yet he still moved to take the refilled glass, still placed it to his lips and imbibed the liquid, still turned to the witch and nodded that he was ready to go to the dance floor. “By the way,” he shouted over the noise of the crowd as they weaved their way through, “what’s your name, again?”

Dorcas couldn’t help but giggle as she watched him slam back his drink to get another one before they headed towards the dance floor. This was definitely not the way she had expected her night to be going. She had arrived alone and with the mindset she would just find her friends and stick with them the entire night and here she was having given up looking for her friends in the massive crowd and getting drunk with a complete stranger. As much as she knew this could end up being a terrible idea and in light of recent events she shouldn’t really trust anyone she didn’t already know, the idea of just having a good, carefree and fun night outweighed all of her worries. Or really it was just the effects of the alcohol drowning out her worries. Either way, she ignored the small voice in the back of her head telling her to stop and finished her drink and got a refill as well. Doe grinned up at him when he nodded and grabbed his hand so they could make it through the crowd without losing each other. Hearing him speak, she turned her head and glanced back at him for a moment to answer. “Dorcas.” She smiled. “Dorcas Meadowes. You?” She asked as they continued to weave through the crowd.

#{ c: severus }#{ event01 }

prxngspxtter‌:

James grabbed a glass of fire whiskey and looked around, grin on his face. Puddlemere United winning again? Well, he certainly wasn’t missing the celebratory party! His own team, perhaps the greatest team in the UK, nay the bloody world, they’d gone and done it.

“Did you see that pass? You know they used the arrowhead formation, passing through almost the whole team before the Kestrels could even react! I mean, they stood absolutely no chance!” James was almost bouncing with glee as he detailed play by play of how Puddlemere United had managed to cinch it from the Kestrels. His arms gesticulated wildly, and whoosh…there was a puddle of fire whiskey all over an unsuspecting witch or wizard.

“Oh, shit..sorry.”

"Hey!” Dorcas gasped loudly as she spun around to find where the drink had come from thinking someone had done it purposefully. “There’s no reason to be such a ....oh James!” Dorcas’ look of annoyance suddenly turned as she recognized her friend. “I should have known it was you, I was with Lily before and she was telling me how excited you were about this win. You were bound to spill a drink eventually, I just didn’t think you would spill it all in my hair.” She said with a small pout as she pushed the wet curls out of her face.

#{ c: james }#{ event01 }

rxgulusarcturus‌:

Cheer For The Victors!

Event: Puddlemere United’s victory party

Location: Puddletown, Dorset

When: July 1978

It had been a match to remember. Puddlemere took the cup in one final swoop and the crowd came to life in a deafening roar. Being a fan of the team since he was young, his gut filled with a certain type of pride during the game. So much so that when the seeker caught the snitch he broke poise and yelled out.

Not one for after parties unless it was absolutely necessary, Regulus lingered at the sidelines. He watched in awe as people mingled with smiles painted on their faces. It was like the war had just ceased to exist. An ill-placed step had him backing into someone as he turned to find the drinks table.

“My apologies, I didn’t think to check behind me.”

Dorcas stumbled a little as Regulus backed into her, but despite being rather intoxicated and in heels, she managed to stay on her feet and keep her drink from spilling. She turned her head to look up at him, after making sure her drink was safely intact and smiled at him. “Oh, it’s alright. Don’t you worry about it. It’s so crowded in here I’ve already spilled two drinks.” Dorcas shrugged carelessly before she sipped at her firewhiskey. “And I didn’t fall or spill my drink a third time...so no harm to foul, right?” She grinned, curiously looking around him. “Did you watch the match? I heard it was a close one, I’m just really here for the party.”

#{ c: regulus }#{ event01 }

mollsweaslxy‌:

WHEN: July, 1978 WHERE: Puddletown, Dorset EVENT: Puddlemere United’s Victory Celebration Party

Molly had found herself in a pub, following her boys. They figured since it was the busiest, it would better their chances of meeting someone they deemed to be of importance. She sat down at an empty seat at the bar, turned at an angle so she was sitting sideways to the counter, and watched her kids, making sure they never left her vision. She quickly looked back as the voice of the young bar tender started hitting on her. She rolled her eyes and looked away, deciding just to ignore it.

By now she was used to it. Ever since her later years at Hogwarts, she had lost count of how many guys had hit on her solely for her figure. She had always been big breasted, that much was always apparent, but with kids, the most recent being twins, pregnancy had altered it significantly. “It’s not hard to match the redheaded kids with the one redhead in the entire pub,” she said to herself.

Once she had spotted one redhead wandering around the pub, it wasn’t hard to find Molly sitting over at the bar. Dorcas smiled brightly as she grabbed the seat next to her and plopped down, though raised her eyebrow slightly as she watched the bartender huff and walk off to the other side of the bar before she could even order.

“It’s not, that’s exactly what I did.” Dorcas said with a laugh as she looked over at Molly. “You know, if you won’t give him a date, I will.” Doe teased her as she tried to call the bartender over to at least order a drink. “The boys seem to be enjoying themselves, are you?” She asked, rolling her eyes as the bartender seemed to be ignoring her. She gave up on trying to order a drink and turned to face Molly properly.

#{ c: molly }#{ event01 }

whythelongbxttxmfrank‌:

“No, no. I was at the Puddlemere United party. We saw each other. We even talked, right?” Frank raised a brow with a big grin, trying to think back to that night. “And rest assured, whatever Alice said I did, it was probably an exaggeration.”

“Did we?” Dorcas said with a small shake of her head. “Oh Merlin, I honestly remember arriving, getting a couple drinks and then poof, it all goes blurry. I probably made a complete fool of myself...but at least I had fun right?” She laughed as she pushed her hair behind her ears.

#{ c: frank }#{ event01 }

theonlypair

#face

youffievalentine

“I’m sure a lot of people would love to see how she deals with the loss of her friend, Barb. And I’d love to see some good brother-sister moments… It will be interesting to see how relationships have morphed because of what’s happened.”

#face

mors-severi:

“I must’ve missed the invitations,” Severus said dryly, coughing once or twice more. He didn’t like being laughed at when he was so obviously uncomfortable, and was about to make a scathing comment about the importance of a healer’s bedside manner, but the witch jumped up with a smile on her face suggesting that they go dance. “You’ll have to get me much drunker if you think I’m going to dance with you,” Severus said, taking another drink, careful to s i p it that time. She was right, it was beginning to burn less; though, he couldn’t tell whether that was a result of his having burned the feeling out of his throat and mouth with the first drink, or whether the alcohol had already begun to take effect. “Thing is,” he added, attempting a joke and forcing himself to take yet another sip, “my body needs to be pretty numb before I start dancing, that’s how horrid I am.”

“So then we will get drunker!” Dorcas decided taking another sip of her drink as he took another of his. “To let you in on a little secret, I’m not the greatest of dancers either but you just gotta fake it until you make it...or well let the alcohol make all the decisions.” She laughed, grinning brightly at him as he began to lighten up and joke. Or well attempt to joke. “Finish that glass, and then we’ll refill it up and then go onto the dance floor. That way you can drink and dance. It might not sound like it but it really is the perfect combo.” Doe joked, already swaying a bit to the music.

#{ c: severus }#{ event01 }#getting him wasted and making him dance is now her goal omg i love it

evan-rosixr:

“For a year,” he commented, remembering the pride he felt in receiving the honour of captaining his team. Quidditch was such a great way to release some of the stress Evan had been feeling, an environment where he felt like he could just let go and live within the moment. “It was good fun; sometimes I wonder what could have happened if I had continued with it.”

“Well why didn’t you continue it?” Dorcas asked curiously as she leant against the table they were standing by. “Who knows, maybe we could have been celebrating you and your win tonight.” She joked with a playful shrug. “I’m sure it’s never too late to get back in the game”

#{ c: evan }#{ event01 }

wnq-writers

Even in a room filled with darkness, she is light. People try and taint her, but she still burns bright. She’s unlike others, yet she’s not naive. She’s aware how cruel the world is, she just refuses to bleed.

N.L. (via wnq-writers)

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