voice like honey

Elodie Rosalind Nott + 19, 8th year + Hufflepuff

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{ @gryffincrewe​ }

Elodie had attended the wedding by herself, despite what she had told her parents. As far as they knew, she was attending with Evan, but she knew he likely had someone else he wanted to attend with--not that she minded. It gave her the excuse to spend time with her friends. She had poured a glass of punch and was taking a hesitant sip to test for alcohol when she spotted Clydeane nearby. “Do you know how many people have spiked this,” she asked sheepishly, her eyes widening as she glanced between the glass and the other girl.

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elodie rosalind nott - siry wedding

outfit ;; short baby blue satin dress and matching heels

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{ clydeane }‌:

“Oh, I don’t think you’re invisible, Elodie.” Clydeane was a little amused with her shy nature, offering the girl a sly smile. “I see you quite clearly right now.” While most people talked about the elder Nott, she was quite surprised to find that the younger felt invisible when she was, perhaps, one of the most gorgeous women Deanie had ever seen. She bit back a smirk as Elodie caught her gaze, hearing her breath catch. Her eyes watched as Elodie gently bit her lip, trained there for a moment before glancing back up to her eyes. “I’m assuming you’d want to go somewhere a little more… private, given the placement of the scar. Perhaps towards the showers, since they’re close?”

She stared up at Clydeane, her bottom lip still pulled between her teeth as her brain tried to process the offer. Elodie released her lip, her mouth falling open a bit as she tried to get her brain to make a coherent sentence. When she wasn’t able to, and could feel that heat still on her cheeks, she nodded. She looked over her shoulder at the showers, knowing it’d be better than being out in the open, and told herself it was purely just for healing purposes. “Yeah, o-okay...” Elodie could kick herself as she just stood there, her brain short circuiting.

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{ evan }‌:

A small, amused frown formed on his face when he saw Elodie. Not that he was particularly enjoying making her so apparently flustered, but it was quite a funny situation. “I don’t mean you will. I meant, I’ll personally do it.” He stated as he stepped towards her, still keeping some distance between them. Somehow, he felt if he stood too close it might be a little too much to handle for her. “Are you alright, Elodie?”

“Oh, Oh ri-right...” She kept her gaze down until he stepped closer to her, her eyes widening again as his bare chest came into view and caused her to lift her head and stare anywhere but his body. For the most part, she was looking at the wall over his shoulder, but occasionally looked at hi face. “Me? Oh I’m-I’m fine! I just--” Elodie cleared her throat and glanced away again-- “wasn’t expecting...”

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{ emrys }‌:

“Yeah, definitely cute,” Emrys smirked, before shrugging his shoulders. “Because I have the worlds biggest family? Or because I was constantly getting myself into trouble?” He questioned in amusement.

“Cute?” She nearly choked on the words, knowing her cheeks were likely a bright red now. Elodie let out a nervous chuckle before she continued with her words. “N-No, well...yes, for both of those, but...Merlin.” She took a deep breath as she looked down. “A lot of--of people in my year think you--you’re attractive...”

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{ stefan }‌:

“An excellent excuse.” he laughed and shook his head as they made their way out of the school grounds. “Father wrote to me yesterday. They want us to come home for Easter. Are you up for it?” he asked, glancing at her. He could possible make up some excuses if she didn’t want to go, he knew she had enough going on in the past few weeks. 

“You know, I’m practically all healed, with a few more potions, I'll only have tiny scars, but...” She took a deep breath and shook her head. “It had still shaken me up.” When he mentioned their father, she looked up. “Um...I guess I’m all out of a excuses for not going home right? It’ll just be a few days, yeah? I can manage that.”

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{ stefan }‌:

“Yeah, I did hear that.” He hadn’t seen the boy yet but he was well aware of it – another dead boy being back, that was news which went around the school like wildfire. “Nothing’s going to hurt you again, okay?” he murmured softly before a small laugh left his lips. “I wouldn’t be mad, I just want you to be careful. But I’ll take you, come on.” 

She nodded when he said nothing would hurt her, something she knew she should believe. Stefan was always there to protect her, so she knew she didn’t need to worry. The laugh cause a soft smile to appear before she started walking with him. “Well...I could also use some company and it was a good excuse?”

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{ emrys }‌:

“You’re even more cute when you’re nervous,” He teased her with a grin before it faded slightly at her words. “Yeah. So I’ve heard.”

“I-I-I...” She shook her head, feeling the heat rising on her cheeks from both the embarrassment for what she said and his teasing. Elodie took a deep breath, trying to calm herself enough to speak. “I just meant...Everyone knew who-who you were before...” She bit her lip as she looked up at him again. “It was hard not to hear stories about you. I-I guess a ‘legend’ would be a better word tha-than a ‘ghost.’“

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{ clydeane }‌:

Clydeane laughed as Elodie became more flustered, the blush on her cheeks an impossibly red color. “I’m sorry,” she apologized, moving to cover her mouth in some attempt to calm herself. “You’re just so damn cute when you blush like that, you know. Relax, Elodie.” She moved a hair closer, her own amusement subsiding enough to get another word in. “I’m being nice… and I’m being serious. I can look at that mark on your hip for you,” she said, leaning forward to gentle graze the area she remembered it being. “Unless you’re not comfortable. I promise I can be professional about it and not make you blush… too much.” She winked.

“I...I’m sorry,” she said quietly, shaking her head. Elodie took a deep breath, willing that stupid blush to go away, but knowing it likely wouldn’t budge with the other girl standing so close to her. “I get like-like this sometimes...I’m use to be-being invisible.” She forced herself to look up at Clydeane, though she instantly regretted it when her hand brushed her hip and her breath hitched again. She was thoroughly embarrassed, but she knew she needed someone to look at it. “O-Okay,” Elodie said with a nod, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

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{ maelie }‌:

@finestra-starters​

“Okay, so call me crazy if you want to, but imagine that instead of being allowed owls, toads, or cats, we’re allowed dogs too. Can you imagine the chaos of having dogs at Hogwarts? Running all over the place, chasing the cats: the hallways would be insane.” Maelie explained first, only pausing for a moment so she could take a breath. “And yet, I’m still really tempted to start a petition to allow us to have dogs. Don’t get me wrong, I love my cat, but I really miss my dogs. So if I decide to actually do this, would you sign the theoretical petition?”

Elodie was surprised when the other started talking to her. Not that she was upset, she actually quite enjoyed when people spoke to her out of the blue, but she’d never really get used to it. She paused for a moment to think before shaking her head. “I’m not really sure if I like one more than the other. I never really had a pet until I came to Hogwarts.”

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{ clydeane }‌:

Clydeane hadn’t spent much time looking at the younger Nott before, but now that she had Elodie before her, a flushing mess, she couldn’t help but admire her. “Nah, don’t thank me. Someone should be telling you how good you look daily.” She took it that, if the girl couldn’t take a compliment, they might be rare, which was a shame. As cute as the girl looked flustered, Deanie liked how relaxed she looked once the subject changed. Honestly, for as often as she enjoyed flirting with men, there was nothing that could compare to how softly women’s features changed during conversation. “Well, if it’s difficult to gauge, maybe you could get someone to help.” She smirked a little. “I’d be happy to, unless you’d rather your brother.”

She always felt a little awkward when people complimented her, and those compliments usually consisted of a family friend saying they liked her dress or a classmate saying they liked her hair, never anything as blunt as what Clydeane was saying. “I-I’ve been doing it myself since I’ve been out of the hospital wing…” As if it was possible, Elodie blushed even deeper, a dark shade of pink rising to her cheeks with an accompanying heat as she avoided eye contact. Her shoulder was fine to have other people look at, but the cut on her hip was a whole other slightly indecent story. “You—I mean, um—I can handle the-the, um…” Elodie kicked herself for stumbling over her words so much. “The salve…if you don’t-If you’re just being nice…”

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{ clydeane }‌:

Clydeane chuckled as Elodie looked down, more than a little amused by her effect on the girl. “You sure?” she asked, letting her touch linger just a little longer before pulling it back. “You know,” she murmured, leaning in as if she was about to tell the petite blonde a secret. “You look even prettier when you’re flustered, blushing like that.” Flashing the girl a wink, she pulled back, smirking softly. “I assume the other scars are healing well, since I haven’t seen you back.” She could remember the marks on the other girl clearly. It had been pretty gnarly, helping out after Valentine’s Day. “Though what else could I expect from a Nott. Seems like you and your brother are invincible, right?”

She tensed slightly as Clydeane moved closer, unaware that she was holding her breath until the small compliment caused her to release it. “I...thanks?” Elodie smiled softly, never having been one to know how to react to compliments. She relaxed as soon as Clydeane switch subjects to something easier for her to talk about. “They’re healing well--only a few more salves and I bet they’ll be practically gone, I think. It’s a bit more difficult to gauge when it’s yourself.”

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{ emrys }‌:

“Doesn’t feel like I’m healing,” Emrys grumbled, shooting the other a pout. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He teased, “Though you’re cute, so I’ll give you that.”

“It--it--it won’t feel that way for--” She cut herself off when she heard him call her cute, her eyes widening slightly. “I’m--?” Elodie shook her head, chuckling nervously as she avoided a response. “Forgive me, but...you--you kind of are a ghost story around here.”

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{ clydeane }‌:

“You’re not bothering me, El.” Clydeane was leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom, surprised to find it empty except for the other girl. Then again, unless you were one of the healing majors, it was a weird time of the day to end up near the Hospital Wing. El’s shirt was still slightly askew, and, with a small smile, she approached her, gently moving to fix the shirt. “That scar bothering you anymore?” she asked, finger gently trace where it would’ve been under the shirt. Elodie was, unsprisingly, cute when she blushed. “I can get you some more salve, if you need.”

Once she had gathered all her things, Elodie had turned away from the mirror, coming face to face with the other. Her gaze dropped to the floor between them as Clydeane fixed her shirt, only to trace a finger down her collar bone. Her breath hitched, causing her to blush a deeper pink and keep her head down. “I-I--” Elodie stumbled over her words as her mind focused on the touch. “No, it’s not, um, bothering me...”

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{ stefan }‌:

“Hey.” A smile lit up on Stefan’s lips seeing his sister, which immediately faded away on seeing that she didn’t seem as cheery as usual. “You okay?” he murmured as the other hugged him, holding her close as he pressed his lips to her hair, worry evident on his features. “Yeah – of course. We can get out for a while.” He didn’t hesitate when she asked to get out of the castle, giving her a few moments before he spoke again. “What’s going on, El?” 

“I’m okay,” she nodded against his chest. After a moment, Elodie pulled away and looked up at him. “I don’t know if you heard, but Emrys Abbott showed up yesterday. It’s just brought up some...bad memories from the dance. And i figured you’d be mad if I tried to sneak down to Hogsmeade without you.”

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elodie nott ;; a social media / modern au

her instagram 

{ @finestra-inspo }

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{ @stefanxxnott​ }

When she’d seen Emrys in the Hospital wing, it’d brought up memories of the Valentine’s dance and things she’d tried to forget. After she’d seen him, Elodie left a bit panicked and went in search of her brother to be able to calm her down. It was a quiet kind of panic, one that you couldn’t see except for the way her eyes darted around with each passing step. When she finally found Stefan, she didn’t hesitate before giving him a hug. “Hi,” she said as she leaned her forehead against his chest. “Sorry, I just...I need to get out of the castle for a bit and wanted to come find you to see if you want to come with me?”