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@obduratechaos
Maisie Elisia Rowle
“I hope if everybody runs, you choose to stay.”
Family: the Rowles, part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight
Education: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Career: Fashion Deisnger
Animagus: Red Fox
Engaged to Stuart, Minister of Magic
Biography — Sil Kettleburn.
Professor of Care of Magical Creatures.
Recovering alcoholic.
Thestral daddy.
Actual daddy.
Hufflepuff alumni.
tw: alcoholism, depression
Sil has spent his life finding solace in magical creatures, and the bottom of a bottle. A loner, he spent years travelling and working with exotic animals, honing his skills.
When his brother Charlie went missing after a vicious accident, he sank into a deep depression. Taking a job at Hogwarts to find some kind of purpose, he eventually turned to alcohol. He would drink day and night, even showing up for classes with liquor on his breath.
Sil was saved by his now husband, Ashwin Caldwell. He showed him how to be happy, safe and stable. They have a cottage in Hogsmeade and a one year old baby girl called Rosalie.
Starter—. LATE HOME
He hadn’t had a chance to contact @obduratechaos since lunch and he hated that. But things were getting busier at the ministry by the day. He was overwhelmed.
It was late when he finally did get home, past midnight. A heavy feeling of guilt sitting in his chest as he shut the door behind him, a giant bag of junk food in his hands to make up for it. Going to look for his love.
She’d been working all day. Their maid had finally convinced her to finish her day and so she was in the bathroom, washing up.
She heard the door go and she tied her robe around her, pushing her wet strands of hair over her shoulder. A smile came on her lips. “Stuart? Baby, is that you?” She stepped out into the hall, looking out over the railing.
He was happy to hear her voice, looking up to her, smile pulling over his face.
“Hey there, beautiful.” He quipped, couldn’t tear his eyes away, holding up the bag, “I brought the goods.”
She grinned, fingers pulling through her hair as she cast a spell to dry it. Maisie made her way down the steps, raising a brow with a small gasp. “For me?”
She stopped in front of him, fingers curling around his shirt to bring him down for a kiss. “You didn’t have to, thank you. Tired, baby?” She could see it in his eyes. She knew his job was exhausting and stressful.
He nodded, leaning into her the moment she touched him, his hand sliding around her waist, “Exhausted but happy to be home.” He agreed gently.
“But I figured that neither of us probably ate enough today so what better than junk food.”
“Only my favorite thing to eat.” She nodded, taking the bag from him as she tiptoed to kiss him gently. She always felt immediately better when he was with her.
“I’m happy that you’re home. I finished the sketch for your tuxedo for the wedding. I’ve been itching to show it to you.”
“Well, then let’s go right away.” He urged, a fondness in his eyes, pressing a kiss to her cheek before moving back to take her hand.
“I can’t wait.”
She laced their fingers together and nodded, pulling him along to her study— which was just across from his own. “I worked on that and Sep’s suit as well. I’ve got mine mostly finished. I start constructing it tomorrow. Although, Edalina keeps checking on me and making sure I’m eating and taking breaks.”
She pushed open the door and sure enough, there were papers scattered everywhere along with a wedding board with the food they wanted to serve and how many guests and all of that. “Here it is.” She pulled the paper out of a binder with his name on it, handing it to him. It was a gorgeous black piece with golden embellishments on it.
Starter—. LATE HOME
He hadn’t had a chance to contact @obduratechaos since lunch and he hated that. But things were getting busier at the ministry by the day. He was overwhelmed.
It was late when he finally did get home, past midnight. A heavy feeling of guilt sitting in his chest as he shut the door behind him, a giant bag of junk food in his hands to make up for it. Going to look for his love.
She’d been working all day. Their maid had finally convinced her to finish her day and so she was in the bathroom, washing up.
She heard the door go and she tied her robe around her, pushing her wet strands of hair over her shoulder. A smile came on her lips. “Stuart? Baby, is that you?” She stepped out into the hall, looking out over the railing.
He was happy to hear her voice, looking up to her, smile pulling over his face.
“Hey there, beautiful.” He quipped, couldn’t tear his eyes away, holding up the bag, “I brought the goods.”
She grinned, fingers pulling through her hair as she cast a spell to dry it. Maisie made her way down the steps, raising a brow with a small gasp. “For me?”
She stopped in front of him, fingers curling around his shirt to bring him down for a kiss. “You didn’t have to, thank you. Tired, baby?” She could see it in his eyes. She knew his job was exhausting and stressful.
He nodded, leaning into her the moment she touched him, his hand sliding around her waist, “Exhausted but happy to be home.” He agreed gently.
“But I figured that neither of us probably ate enough today so what better than junk food.”
“Only my favorite thing to eat.” She nodded, taking the bag from him as she tiptoed to kiss him gently. She always felt immediately better when he was with her.
“I’m happy that you’re home. I finished the sketch for your tuxedo for the wedding. I’ve been itching to show it to you.”
Starter—. LATE HOME
He hadn’t had a chance to contact @obduratechaos since lunch and he hated that. But things were getting busier at the ministry by the day. He was overwhelmed.
It was late when he finally did get home, past midnight. A heavy feeling of guilt sitting in his chest as he shut the door behind him, a giant bag of junk food in his hands to make up for it. Going to look for his love.
She’d been working all day. Their maid had finally convinced her to finish her day and so she was in the bathroom, washing up.
She heard the door go and she tied her robe around her, pushing her wet strands of hair over her shoulder. A smile came on her lips. “Stuart? Baby, is that you?” She stepped out into the hall, looking out over the railing.
He was happy to hear her voice, looking up to her, smile pulling over his face.
“Hey there, beautiful.” He quipped, couldn’t tear his eyes away, holding up the bag, “I brought the goods.”
She grinned, fingers pulling through her hair as she cast a spell to dry it. Maisie made her way down the steps, raising a brow with a small gasp. “For me?”
She stopped in front of him, fingers curling around his shirt to bring him down for a kiss. “You didn’t have to, thank you. Tired, baby?” She could see it in his eyes. She knew his job was exhausting and stressful.
Starter—. LATE HOME
He hadn’t had a chance to contact @obduratechaos since lunch and he hated that. But things were getting busier at the ministry by the day. He was overwhelmed.
It was late when he finally did get home, past midnight. A heavy feeling of guilt sitting in his chest as he shut the door behind him, a giant bag of junk food in his hands to make up for it. Going to look for his love.
She’d been working all day. Their maid had finally convinced her to finish her day and so she was in the bathroom, washing up.
She heard the door go and she tied her robe around her, pushing her wet strands of hair over her shoulder. A smile came on her lips. “Stuart? Baby, is that you?” She stepped out into the hall, looking out over the railing.
It’s summer. Her Fiancé swims and she gets to relax and grow a baby in her belly.
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
His eyes drifted up to his friend, cheeky grin twitching as he took a full step back— smoke seeping from his lips. “Better?.”
letting his emeralds linger, dip to her bump he let out a soft chuckle, fond and warm. “Hey Mais. Missed you.”
“Well, now you’re too far from me.” She stepped in towards him, opening her arms for a hug.
“I missed you, too, Septimus. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. What with wedding planning and working and all that, things have been quite busy.” She smiled up at her friend. “I’m happy to see you.”
He chuckled, softly as he blew the smoke /away/ from her before stunning out the cigarette, considering she was pregnant and all. He then moved in to return the hug with a smile, big ole cuddle.
“Ah, don’t worry about it. We’re all buys nowadays. How are you doing?—.”
She hugged him happily, having missed him. Oh, how far they’d come since their sixth year of Hogwarts. She pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“I’m doing well. Busy as usual. I’ve moved on from writing about Fashion. I am not making it.” She looked excited, clearly. “I’ve decided to start my own fashion line.” She shook her head. “I mean, who does that when they’re five and a half months pregnant? Only the Minister’s fiancee.”
He chuckled, softly as he pushed a hand over her back— embracing her for a moment before pulling back with a smile.
“Yeah?— wow, congrats. Well maybe you can make me something for your wedding.”
“Really? I’d love that!” She beamed at him, pushing hair from her face. “That’ll be so much fun. I’ll set a date so you and Serena can come by for dinner? We’ve not done that yet. And I can get your measurements there.”
She tilted her head to one side, raising a brow. “How is she Anyways? How’s it going with you two?”
“Yeah, of course— sounds like a fun double date.” he chuckled, soflty as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his trousers.
Head nodding with a fond smile, just thinking about her made his heart flutter with pure love. “we’re doing great, we’re uh— living together now. Big step.”
“It will be. I’ll get everything set up.” She nodded, shifting on her feet. Her eyes widened at his revelation. “What? That’s amazing! Oh Merlin, when did this happen?”
Her eyes were bright, truly happy for him. “I cannot believe that. Look at us two, stepping away from our family names, living good lives. I’m so happy for you, Sep.”
He chuckled, softly— hand brushing over the back of his neck, cheeks tinting that slight colour of pink.
“Only recently. I know... it’s crazy but I love it, I love her.” his shoulders shrugged. Big grin at his lips. “Super lucky.”
“You’re blushing.” She giggled, nudging him gently. She shook her head.
“Good, I’m glad.” Maisie tilted her head to one side. “You seem super happy. Im happy that you’ve found her. You deserved it.” She paused. “Want to grab a coffee? I haven’t had my cup today.”
“I am not, shut up.” his eyes rolled, softly with a smirk— tongue wetting his lips before he nodded.
“Yeah, coffee sounds great. I’ll grab a take out for Ser afterwards.” starting to walk he looked over at her. “so when are you due?.”
“End of October, can you believe it?” She shook her head, hand smoothing over her bump. She looked at it fondly. “I never thought it was possible since my arsehole brother did what he did. But here I am. I just hit five months last Thursday.”
She switched her bags to the other hand as she started walking. “How sweet. There’s a wonderful cafe nearby. Best coffee. Incredible tea.” She smiled at him. “Serena, she still working with you?”
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
His eyes drifted up to his friend, cheeky grin twitching as he took a full step back— smoke seeping from his lips. “Better?.”
letting his emeralds linger, dip to her bump he let out a soft chuckle, fond and warm. “Hey Mais. Missed you.”
“Well, now you’re too far from me.” She stepped in towards him, opening her arms for a hug.
“I missed you, too, Septimus. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. What with wedding planning and working and all that, things have been quite busy.” She smiled up at her friend. “I’m happy to see you.”
He chuckled, softly as he blew the smoke /away/ from her before stunning out the cigarette, considering she was pregnant and all. He then moved in to return the hug with a smile, big ole cuddle.
“Ah, don’t worry about it. We’re all buys nowadays. How are you doing?—.”
She hugged him happily, having missed him. Oh, how far they’d come since their sixth year of Hogwarts. She pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“I’m doing well. Busy as usual. I’ve moved on from writing about Fashion. I am not making it.” She looked excited, clearly. “I’ve decided to start my own fashion line.” She shook her head. “I mean, who does that when they’re five and a half months pregnant? Only the Minister’s fiancee.”
He chuckled, softly as he pushed a hand over her back— embracing her for a moment before pulling back with a smile.
“Yeah?— wow, congrats. Well maybe you can make me something for your wedding.”
“Really? I’d love that!” She beamed at him, pushing hair from her face. “That’ll be so much fun. I’ll set a date so you and Serena can come by for dinner? We’ve not done that yet. And I can get your measurements there.”
She tilted her head to one side, raising a brow. “How is she Anyways? How’s it going with you two?”
“Yeah, of course— sounds like a fun double date.” he chuckled, soflty as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his trousers.
Head nodding with a fond smile, just thinking about her made his heart flutter with pure love. “we’re doing great, we’re uh— living together now. Big step.”
“It will be. I’ll get everything set up.” She nodded, shifting on her feet. Her eyes widened at his revelation. “What? That’s amazing! Oh Merlin, when did this happen?”
Her eyes were bright, truly happy for him. “I cannot believe that. Look at us two, stepping away from our family names, living good lives. I’m so happy for you, Sep.”
He chuckled, softly— hand brushing over the back of his neck, cheeks tinting that slight colour of pink.
“Only recently. I know... it’s crazy but I love it, I love her.” his shoulders shrugged. Big grin at his lips. “Super lucky.”
“You’re blushing.” She giggled, nudging him gently. She shook her head.
“Good, I’m glad.” Maisie tilted her head to one side. “You seem super happy. Im happy that you’ve found her. You deserved it.” She paused. “Want to grab a coffee? I haven’t had my cup today.”
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
His eyes drifted up to his friend, cheeky grin twitching as he took a full step back— smoke seeping from his lips. “Better?.”
letting his emeralds linger, dip to her bump he let out a soft chuckle, fond and warm. “Hey Mais. Missed you.”
“Well, now you’re too far from me.” She stepped in towards him, opening her arms for a hug.
“I missed you, too, Septimus. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. What with wedding planning and working and all that, things have been quite busy.” She smiled up at her friend. “I’m happy to see you.”
He chuckled, softly as he blew the smoke /away/ from her before stunning out the cigarette, considering she was pregnant and all. He then moved in to return the hug with a smile, big ole cuddle.
“Ah, don’t worry about it. We’re all buys nowadays. How are you doing?—.”
She hugged him happily, having missed him. Oh, how far they’d come since their sixth year of Hogwarts. She pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“I’m doing well. Busy as usual. I’ve moved on from writing about Fashion. I am not making it.” She looked excited, clearly. “I’ve decided to start my own fashion line.” She shook her head. “I mean, who does that when they’re five and a half months pregnant? Only the Minister’s fiancee.”
He chuckled, softly as he pushed a hand over her back— embracing her for a moment before pulling back with a smile.
“Yeah?— wow, congrats. Well maybe you can make me something for your wedding.”
“Really? I’d love that!” She beamed at him, pushing hair from her face. “That’ll be so much fun. I’ll set a date so you and Serena can come by for dinner? We’ve not done that yet. And I can get your measurements there.”
She tilted her head to one side, raising a brow. “How is she Anyways? How’s it going with you two?”
“Yeah, of course— sounds like a fun double date.” he chuckled, soflty as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his trousers.
Head nodding with a fond smile, just thinking about her made his heart flutter with pure love. “we’re doing great, we’re uh— living together now. Big step.”
“It will be. I’ll get everything set up.” She nodded, shifting on her feet. Her eyes widened at his revelation. “What? That’s amazing! Oh Merlin, when did this happen?”
Her eyes were bright, truly happy for him. “I cannot believe that. Look at us two, stepping away from our family names, living good lives. I’m so happy for you, Sep.”
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
His eyes drifted up to his friend, cheeky grin twitching as he took a full step back— smoke seeping from his lips. “Better?.”
letting his emeralds linger, dip to her bump he let out a soft chuckle, fond and warm. “Hey Mais. Missed you.”
“Well, now you’re too far from me.” She stepped in towards him, opening her arms for a hug.
“I missed you, too, Septimus. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. What with wedding planning and working and all that, things have been quite busy.” She smiled up at her friend. “I’m happy to see you.”
He chuckled, softly as he blew the smoke /away/ from her before stunning out the cigarette, considering she was pregnant and all. He then moved in to return the hug with a smile, big ole cuddle.
“Ah, don’t worry about it. We’re all buys nowadays. How are you doing?—.”
She hugged him happily, having missed him. Oh, how far they’d come since their sixth year of Hogwarts. She pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“I’m doing well. Busy as usual. I’ve moved on from writing about Fashion. I am not making it.” She looked excited, clearly. “I’ve decided to start my own fashion line.” She shook her head. “I mean, who does that when they’re five and a half months pregnant? Only the Minister’s fiancee.”
He chuckled, softly as he pushed a hand over her back— embracing her for a moment before pulling back with a smile.
“Yeah?— wow, congrats. Well maybe you can make me something for your wedding.”
“Really? I’d love that!” She beamed at him, pushing hair from her face. “That’ll be so much fun. I’ll set a date so you and Serena can come by for dinner? We’ve not done that yet. And I can get your measurements there.”
She tilted her head to one side, raising a brow. “How is she Anyways? How’s it going with you two?”
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
His eyes drifted up to his friend, cheeky grin twitching as he took a full step back— smoke seeping from his lips. “Better?.”
letting his emeralds linger, dip to her bump he let out a soft chuckle, fond and warm. “Hey Mais. Missed you.”
“Well, now you’re too far from me.” She stepped in towards him, opening her arms for a hug.
“I missed you, too, Septimus. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. What with wedding planning and working and all that, things have been quite busy.” She smiled up at her friend. “I’m happy to see you.”
He chuckled, softly as he blew the smoke /away/ from her before stunning out the cigarette, considering she was pregnant and all. He then moved in to return the hug with a smile, big ole cuddle.
“Ah, don’t worry about it. We’re all buys nowadays. How are you doing?—.”
She hugged him happily, having missed him. Oh, how far they’d come since their sixth year of Hogwarts. She pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“I’m doing well. Busy as usual. I’ve moved on from writing about Fashion. I am not making it.” She looked excited, clearly. “I’ve decided to start my own fashion line.” She shook her head. “I mean, who does that when they’re five and a half months pregnant? Only the Minister’s fiancee.”
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
His eyes drifted up to his friend, cheeky grin twitching as he took a full step back— smoke seeping from his lips. “Better?.”
letting his emeralds linger, dip to her bump he let out a soft chuckle, fond and warm. “Hey Mais. Missed you.”
“Well, now you’re too far from me.” She stepped in towards him, opening her arms for a hug.
“I missed you, too, Septimus. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. What with wedding planning and working and all that, things have been quite busy.” She smiled up at her friend. “I’m happy to see you.”
OPEN STARTER — GIF.
She had just finished her last meeting with the board, purse in hand as she headed out of the offices. She paused, brows coming together as she thought she’d spotted a familiar face lighting up outside.
A smile slipped onto her lips as she pushed the clear doors, stepping out. “Ya know, you’re not supposed to smoke within twenty feet of the door.” She smoothed her hand over her dress and bump, raising a brow. “Fancy seeing you in this area.”
every fallon carrington outfit: 1x17
- Being pregnant suits her. And her fiancee isn’t complaining.
