la vie en rose

Jean Laurent. Nineteen years old. Previous Beauxbatons student, transferred to Hogwarts but recently graduated. Hufflepuff. Muggleborn. Gatherer for the Order of the Phoenix.

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elodielaurent:

Elodie gave a small laugh before launching herself at her twin, slouching over him. “Aw Jeanie, you know I’m only playing - I love mon meilleur ami.” She replied attacking him with kisses, pecking him repeatedly on his cheeks and head. “So… everything?” She repeated laughing. The blonde raised a brow, “Really? So, what one of your ideas would your friends like?” She asked smirking. Elodie nodded, erupting in laughter at her brother’s reply. “Oh my gosh, right?! I get that so often. It’s hilarious. I think they actually think that was all that we did in France.” 

Jean hadn’t been prepared for the kisses, but in hindsight he probably should have been. “Ugh.” He made a face of disgust -- though, a playful one -- and attempted to push the blonde off of him. All the while, the wizard was laughing. “You’re so gross.” He said in an exaggerated tone when she had finally stopped, before poking his tongue out. “Well, yes.” He laughed. Crossing his arms over his chest, the blond sat up straight. “They would have definitely approved of the idea I had to go around to the muggle side of town and slipping some hair-raising potions into their drinks.” Jean spoke with confidence. “I still think that would have been fun.” He added with a smile. “They think we’re aliens, I think.” 

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elodielaurent:

“Of course, I cry every moment you’re away from me - I mean, they’re normally tears of joy but still.” She teased throwing her twin a wink. “Pshh, do I always have to come up with everything?” A smirk made its way to her face as she shook her head at the male. “That’s because you always have bad ideas. We should do something that reminds us of home.” Elodie suggested chewing her lip as she thought about how much she missed France. 

His mouth grew wide in shock and his brows raised. “I wasn’t aware you thought so little of me.” With that an over-acted frown appeared on Jean’s lips. “Not everything, just most things.” He shrugged, the frown turning into more of a smile now. He couldn’t keep it up for too long. “They’d be good ideas if I had pitched them to anyone else.” He protested, knowing that for the most part that was likely untrue. The mention of home caused him to pause for a moment though. It had been too long since they’d visited, and even the mere mention of it caused Jean to long for a time where that was a realistic possibility. “So, eat croissants and go to the Eiffel Tower?” He asked, listing just a few of those French stereotypes he so often heard. Though, he did quite like croissants.

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elodielaurent:

Elodie looked up from her book as she heard her brother enter the room. “Jean, how lovely of you to grace me with your presence.” She stated grinning at her brother. A small chuckle fell from her lips as she watch her brother launch himself across the sofa. “Comfy?” She asked with a raised brow. Elodie nodded. “That would be nice, feels like a while since we did something together, though I’m not sure what we could do round here.” The blonde pouted as she tried to think of things to fill their time. 

“It had been a few hours, I thought you’d be missing me.” Jean smiled up at her, nodding his head at her following question. The blond pressed his lips together as Elodie posed the question of what they would do. “That was one thing I was hoping you would come up with.” He said before shifting in his position so that he was sat up right now, instead of sprawled out on the sofa. “You always veto my ideas.”

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owen-jones:

The wizard shook his head smiling at his friend. “Really? You’re not allowed to count yours or my sister.” He gave the male a pointed look. “So, tell me friend, what is your type?” 

Jean could feel some heat come to his cheeks at the mention of Owen’s sister and immediately picked up his glass and brought it to his lips in an attempt to hide it. After a long sip, he finally spoke. “It’s all practice.” He laughed lightly. “And I speak to more people than that.” Another playful roll of the eyes. His brows raised at the wizard’s next question and though he should have expected it, he was caught a little off guard. He cleared his throat. “Well, uh --” Short, blonde hair, crazy about chocolate, your sister. No, that wasn’t going to go down well. “I am not sure, it is not like there’s a specific person -- or people. Or girl.. Or even a type, really... I just...” He took another sip from his glass trying to formulate some actual coherent English in his mind. 

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owen-jones:

Owen chuckled at his friend. “Nope, she was definitely giving you the eye.” He replied placing his drink back down as he crossed his hands over his chest. “I know, I know but it wouldn’t hurt giving ago, at least try talking to someone of the opposite sex.” The male teased with a grin. 

Jean shook his head, lightly chuckling. It wasn’t as if he believed that the woman was actually eyeing him up -- he hadn’t been paying much attention either way, though it seemed as though Owen had. Jean simply wasn’t interested, thoughts of that nature were elsewhere. Though he could hardly tell Owen where exactly that was, so his protests ended up sounding pretty weak. “I talk to people of the opposite sex all the time.” He protested, meeting his friend’s gaze and taking another long sip of his cider. “Besides, she is not my type.” 

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oflucejones:

“My chocolate. It’s gone. All of it.” She muttered as she pushed herself up from her crouched position and moved over to her bed where she dropped in defeat. “What’s okay? I’m not sure anything will ever be okay again.” She stared off distracted at the thought of her missing chocolate, however still fully aware of the throbbing ache her skull was currently feeling. She subconsciously lifted her hand to gently rub her head in hopes of easing the pain, not even aware she was doing so.

And there Jean thought it was a real serious issue for a moment. “It is not where you left it?” Perhaps a silly question considering she was searching frantically for it. A small smile tugged on the corners of Jean’s lips at her next comment. “What if we were to buy you some more chocolate? Would that make things okay?” He asked, raising his brows and moving closer to the bed she was lying on. 

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oflucejones:

At the sound of the intruders voice, Lucy’s head shot up quickly in surprise. Though what she wasn’t expecting was the short distance between her head and the desk she was looking under causing a sharp hiss to escape her lips as she bumped it. Throwing a brief scowl in Jean’s direction, she didn’t let the pain or his presence distract her from her original aim of the search. “No, I’m fine. I mean I’m going to be an only child but I’m fine.” She rambled rubbing her head. 

“Shit. Sorry.” Jean moved quickly into the room as he heard the bang of her head colliding with the desk. However, the scowl she sent his way stopped him in his tracks, at least for a few seconds before he slowly moved closer. “What has Owen done this time?” He asked. Watching her rub her head, Jean frowned. “Are you sure you are okay?” 

[oflucejones]

“Where is it, where is it, where is it?” Lucy muttered under her breath as she carried on searching through her things. “I swear if he has found them I’m gonna kill him.”

[oflaurenttwins]

Hearing the low muttering of an otherwise familiar voice, Jean couldn’t help but pop his head around the corner. “Are you okay?” He asked, seeing the blonde sift through what he assumed were her belongings. “Do you need help?” His head tilted to the side slightly.

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owen-jones:

A small laugh fell from the male’s mouth. “We are, I’m just saying she’s glanced at you a few times now.” He gave his friend a suggestive smirk before picking his cider up and bringing it to his lips. “Come on, isn’t it about time you get a girlfriend?” 

Jean shook his head and took a long sip from his glass. “I think you’re seeing things.” He said, his gaze moving over to the woman in question, bringing the glass to his lips once again. “Just because you’re all loved up now doesn’t mean I need to be, you know?” He joked with his friend.

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@owen-jones

Pint of cider on the table in front of him, he looked up at his friend who seemed on a mission to be his wing-man for the night. This, with no indication that Jean wanted that at all. The blond shook his head, laughing, as Owen pointed out another woman a few tables over. “I thought we were just coming out for a drink?” He asked, raising a brow slightly but an amused smile playing on his lips.

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@elodielaurent

Moving into the living room, Jean’s gaze fell on his sister sat on the sofa. He just couldn’t help himself when he walked over, jumped backwards over the back of the chair and fell on the sofa beside her, legs dangling over the other side. “Let’s go out.” He said, elongating the last word as he looked up at his sister. He’d been at a loss for what to do to entertain himself and was hoping Elodie would have her usual stroke of brilliance.

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oflucejones:

“Well what can I say, I’m just an exceptional actress.” She fluttered her eyelashes in an exaggerated way as she held back her laughter. “You’re only saying that because you’re unable to see through my facade.” She stuck her tongue out at him childishly. “And be highly embarrassed when I realise just how much I’m lacking in my magic? I think not.” 

“Maybe you should consider a career in it.” Jean suggested, a joking smile on his lips. Now was not the time to be thinking of careers like that. “That is true, but I stand by my feelings.” He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded his head the once in affirmation. “Then maybe we can just train?” He bit the inside of his lip and smiled.

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violet-danes:

Violet smiled brightly, “Aw, you think? Thank you. If she takes requests I’d love a blue and pink one.” 

“I have a feeling that you will get whatever she wants you to have.” Jean laughed. “But I will put in the request.” 

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oflucejones:

“Hey, I’m not mean.” She pouted, giving him the puppy dog eyes as she looked at him. “I didn’t know you were going to believe me, i thought you’d have realised I was teasing.” She took his words as a compliment and couldn’t help the beaming smile that over took her features. “Really? Aw, Jean that’s sweet of you to say. I don’t quite think I’m at the standards to take you on though.”

“Maybe you’re just too good at it, then.” Jean suggested, a small smile on his face as he met Lucy’s gaze. “Which is unfair.” He joked. Seeing the wide smile spread over her features made the smile on his own lips grow and his eyes left hers for a moment, fearing that looking at her for too long would actually make him explode. “We could put it to the test.” He joked, meeting her gaze again. 

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violet-danes:

“How kind of you to offer but I’m not sure I could pull it off as well as you do.” 

“I think it would look lovely on you. I will tell her that you are really looking forward to it.”

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oflucejones:

“I’m not sure what you’re trying to say.” She avoided his gaze and tried to look innocent as she held back her smile and laughter. “I’m not sure why you’d think such a thing of me.” She finally met his gaze with a small smile. “I think you underestimate how it looks on you. I think it looks rather charming.”

Jean laughed, a wide smile on his lips. “You can’t fool me, Lucy Jones.” He joked, winking at the blonde. “I know exactly how that works.” He tilted his head to the side, his cheeks growing slightly warmer at the compliment. He bit back a smile. “Then maybe we will be able to match.” 

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violet-danes:

Violet smiled as a light laugh left her lips. “I guess I wasn’t lucky enough to receive one.”

“Would you like one?” He asked, brow raising. “I can ask the little girl if you are feeling left out.”