young volcanoes

7th year || gryffindor || if karma doesn't hit you i fucking will

[ollivandriel]

ted-tonks-checkmate‌:

He nodded, opening his mouth to say something, but realizing he really didn’t have anything else to add. He closed his mouth before shaking his head. “But yeah, I’m just, um… studying, I guess,” he said, trying to change the subject.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Ariel wondered if something else going on, maybe she shouldn’t have taken over the conversation. She was here to check on Ted after all, not the other way around, “What are you studying?” She asked after another moment, probably ought to provide him with an out if he needed it. 

[ollivandriel]

swearwolfremuslupin‌:

Remus smiled softly, admiring the fight in his friend. It was something he wasn’t sure he had, a spark he simply didn’t know how to ignite after everything he had been through in his life. He took a deep breath, offering her a soft smile before moving to pull himself up onto a desk. He shifted, trying and failing to get comfortable. “I don’t want you to become a target…” He admitted, letting his legs swing absentmindedly, ignoring the pain in his knees. He let a few beats of silence pass, tugging at his sleeves, clearing his throat, running a hand through his hair, unable to decide on how best to pose his question now that he was here with her, now that he had become so distracted by her project. “This is going to sound ridiculous.” He admitted finally, eyes still trained on her pinboard. Ariel was fully aware his father was the UK’s leading expert in Boggarts. The fact that he didn’t know the Charm to banish them was all but embarrassing at this point. “But it’s the only thing I’m not confident in. I just managed to scrape a passing grade during my OWLs without knowledge of the practical theory but now- with NEWTS… I can’t afford to attend any lessons, I just- I can’t risk it… but I need somebody to help me learn, Ariel. Out of everybody I know, you’re the most skilled when it comes to DADA, I know you are. Which is why I was planning on asking for your help. I- Merlin, this is so stupid, but I can’t cast the Riddikulus Charm. I mean- I’ve never even tried. And if I want to have any hope of passing my exams next year, I’m going to need to know how. I’m going to need to be able to face a Boggart.” 

“Don’t worry about me, you just take care of yourself, okay?” Ariel worked hard to be someone people didn’t have to worry about. Her mother and uncle were always so busy, had so much on their plates, and the rest of her family didn’t want to acknowledge that she existed, so she learned at a young age that she had to be independent. She had to be strong, brave, had to shoulder things that maybe other people couldn’t. Ultimately that was how the hat decided on Gryffindor, even though it had considered every other house during her sorting. Ariel couldn’t let anyone, including herself down on this. She especially didn’t want to burden Remus, after everything going on in his life, after everything he went through, Ariel wouldn’t be another source of worry for him. 

Remus waffled through his explanation, and Ariel watched him, curious and a little confused. What was he on about? What was so difficult that he couldn’t do it and needed her help? Sure, she was extremely skilled at Defense, but so was Remus and if he was struggling it had to be something important. When he finally revealed it was just the Riddikulus charm she let out a small sigh of relief, “Oh! Okay, yeah,” Boggarts were pretty simple, she had been able to banish her lethifold for years, the charm forcing the robe to fall open only to reveal a simple, harmless chicken inside, “Yeah I can help with that. What do you see when you see one any way?” 

[ollivandriel]

ofprewetts‌:

“i’m warm.. doesn’t mean you are.” he shrugs, letting his bare foot scrape against the concrete beneath it. “i-it’s not a fever.” he resists the urge to step back, nodding at her. “ya won’t feel nothin… promise.” if anything he was cold and hot at the same time, like he had the flu. “well if neither ‘f us can change tha subject, what are supposed to be talkin’ about?”

Ariel reached up to put her hand to his forehead, he was right he didn’t feel warm exactly but he was all sweaty and clammy. Combine that with his strange behavior, he really did seem to be ill in some way, “Let’s just sit for a second,” She moved her hand down from his forehead to tug at his arm, trying to coax him towards the desks, “You, obviously,” This time her voice came with a note of teasing and she offered him a small smile. 

[ollivandriel]

ofprewetts‌:

“i’m fine.” he answers, more as a habit than a truth. “am i?” he scratches the back of his neck, blinking a few times in a failing attempt to clear his vision. “it’s just really hot tonight.. got me on edge i think.” his skin felt like it was on fire, but he’d dealt with this before. he wouldn’t let it win. “you’re changing the subject.”

“Why would you ask me if I was cold if it’s hot?” This was just confusing, but something was definitely going on “Says you trying to change it back,” Ariel huffed, crossing her arms over her chest, “You look like you’ve got a fever,” Ariel wasn’t a genius when it came to any kind of healing, but even she could see that. Uncrossing her arms she took a step towards him, reaching up as if to feel his forehead, “Can I?

[ollivandriel]

swearwolfremuslupin‌:

Remus continued to split his gaze between Ariel and the board behind her, eventually moving to stand before it. He dropped his bag to the floor, kicking it to the side, hesitantly reaching out to follow a line of string. It was strangely rather beautiful, although he would never admit that out loud. The subject matter was far too dark for him to trivialise it in such a way. Too many people had been hurt, too many people were currently suffering. He faltered, fingertips brushing lightly against a photograph of Anthony Fieldwake, smiling proudly for the camera by the door of his new office. He recognised the clipping from a Prophet not too long ago, and sighed softly to himself, slowly lowering his arm. “If the wrong people see this… you’ll become a target.” He murmured, biting down on his bottom lip. “You need to be careful.” He brushed off her concern, forcing himself to turn away from the map. “I’m okay.” He assured her. “I actually just wanted to talk to you about something but… it doesn’t have to be now. I didn’t mean to interrupt…”

Ariel watched him as he gravitated towards the Fieldwake image. She wasn’t sure what the new head of the Beasts Division had to do with the Diagon Alley, Bertram, or any of the other attacks; but the personnel switching at the Ministry had been unusual so that was up there. Remus might have been right about that, that if people knew she was looking in to things she might become a target, “If I am then I am. I’d rather know what’s going on,” Ariel said, probably sounding stronger than she felt at that moment. Fear wasn’t something she was willing to entertain, and better she be a target than someone else who didn’t deserve it. “You’re alright, I’m not really getting anywhere with this right now any way. What’s going on?” 

[dwight-schrutes]

#me

[ollivandriel]

ofprewetts‌:

suddenly gideon was hyper aware of his appearance, merlin he must’ve looked a mess. bare feet, quidditch shorts and a t shirt that seemed to not hide just how much he was sweating. but it wasn’t her fault, withdrawls are a bitch. as he looks at her his face goes white, and as quickly as he’d taken off his coat, he’d ripped off his glasses, shoving them into his deep pockets. i know you wouldn’t. that was reassuring. “extra credit for what?” he tilts his head, vision now much worse than before. “i’m quite warm actually, take it, really.” he takes one step forward.

Something was off with Gideon. Exactly what that was Ariel wasn’t sure but his erratic movements, the agitation that may have even surpassed her own, it was hard to miss. Besides, who could walk around on these cold stone floors in bare feet and shorts and not be freezing, “Are you okay?” Turning the conversation was easier than trying to come up with a believable lie, besides, he really didn’t seem well, “You’re looking a bit peaky.” 

[ollivandriel]

ofprewetts‌:

she seemed so nervous, had he done that? suddenly his eyes are glued to the floor. “i’m not gonna hurt ya or nothin’.” he says softly, too distracted to even realise he wore his glasses. ugly things, his brother didn’t need them. “uh.. i couldn’t sleep.” he didn’t believe her, but he felt too embarrassed to ask those questions right now. “are you okay? you look like you’re hiding or somethin’.” he really didn’t mean to intrude, or invade her privacy. you did it again. “you cold?” he finally looks up, coat hanging off his fingertips.

A minuscule amount of tension felt lifted from Ariel’s shoulders and she shrugged, “I know you wouldn’t,” She managed a small smile at him, glancing at the covered wall behind her, “Me neither,” For months at this point, honestly she wasn’t sure she had had a good nights sleep since the Diagon Alley incident, certainly not since Bertram, “No I’m not--I’m er... It’s an extra credit project, not... Anything,” She said. Still not her best lie, but even she could see that this particular endeavor wouldn’t exactly make her look stable, “I’m--Aren’t you? You don’t even have socks on.” If he needed the coat she wasn’t going to take it.

[ollivandriel]

swearwolfremuslupin‌:

Sometimes Remus felt guilty for using the map to discover the location of his friends. Maybe they didn’t want to be found, maybe it was a violation. But he would be lying if he said the tool wasn’t incredibly helpful, especially now, when he needed to find Ariel before dinner could officially start, He knew he couldn’t afford to miss another meal, not in his current condition, not with Lily, James, and Sirius all so desperate to make sure he was eating. He pushed open the door to the classroom, already mentally preparing himself for what was surely going to be an awkward conversation. Ariel was particularly skilled when it came to DADA, much like himself. But there was one spell he never had managed to conquer, too afraid to even attempt it in front of his classmates. One spell he desperately needed help to master before his NEWTS. Otherwise he would have no hope of passing the class, something that terrified him far more than the prospect of facing a Boggart. “Ariel?” He faltered at the sound of her panic, only seeing the board as the door swung shut behind him. He stared, partially confused, partially in awe of the complexity. “Merlin, Ariel…” He wandered further into the classroom, stepping closer to the tangle of string. Photos and articles jumping out at him, lists and hastily scrawled notes in the handwriting he knew belonged to her. “What are you doing?” 

Upon seeing Remus Ariel relaxed, but only slightly. Of anyone who might have come in here he was one of the few she might actually have willingly shown this to. Probably Alice. Maybe Ted. She might talk about it with other people, try to express how strange this whole situation was, but this? This was too much, too close, and until she came to some sort of conclusion, actually made sense of the events of the last six months she didn’t want anyone else looking. 

“Trying to figure this all out. Everything that’s gone on, it’s--It’s really fucking weird and--I just haven’t got the shape of it quite yet,” She admitted. He had seen it, it was a bit too late to actually hide it now, so she pulled the cover away, showing the news articles, photographs of ministry officials, everything she had put up here. She gave it another look over before turning back to Remus, “Do you need something? You’re, er...” She looked him over, and he did not look in fine fetter, “D’you need to sit down or anything?” 

[ollivandriel]

ofprewetts‌:

gideon hadn’t seen her since the night before…. well, he’s not thinking about that now. all that’s on his mind is her voice, echoing in his mind. she had rejected him. after all the pep talks from his brother and stolen glances at her across the common room. it was upsetting, sure, but he knew she didn’t owe him anything. and as dense as he could be, there was something going on. he was sure of it. she had just… said no, so quickly like she didn’t even think about it. why was that he wondered? was it really him that caused this problem? was there even a problem at all? well, barefoot and glasses clad in the middle of the night, uncaring if he got caught and possibly thrown out of school.. he began to wonder around the castle, leering in the shadows as best he could with his lanky form sticking out every which way. hearing a sudden trace of footsteps he darts into the closest room, a sigh of relief escaping him as he presses his forehead against the door.

“oh! i’m sorr- hi.” his voice softened, eyes now on the ground. with clear vision she was even harder to look at.. this is stupid. you’re stupid. would fabian ever feel like this? “what are you doing in here?” 

“Gideon?” Gideon was not who she was expecting to see in the door. In fact he was pretty far down on the list of people she was expecting, though that was more of her choosing not to think of him than anything else. She had compartmentalized his request to accompany him to the Hogsmeade New Years Party almost instantly, unable to really process that he had actually might have been asking her out before saying she couldn’t. Then she had far too much on her mind, the anxiety over what could happen at the party overreaching any other thought in her head. At this point she just didn’t know what to do with it, unexpected (but not entirely unwelcome) as it had been. So lately she had just been trying not to think about it, and it wasn’t that difficult with the bizarre nature of the attack. 

“I’m--Not--Nothing,” Ariel wasn’t a great liar at the best of times, never had been, but when she was this sleep deprived, this on edge, when her body felt like nothing but nerves it had to be even more obvious, “What’re you doing out here?” 

[ollivandriel]

fcrvcr‌:

“I, don’t think you can call ‘occupied’ on an empty classroom?” Amelia couldn’t help but question, still posed halfway in the open door.

Whatever sheet was on the wall was definitely doing it’s job - or, at least what she assumed was it’s job, as is usually was in these sorts of scenarios -, but it was also calling a lot of attention to whatever it was it was clearly trying to hide. However, considering that this was Ariel Ollivander, and that she was clearly already shaken up, she didn’t feel like going right for the obvious was going to really get her anywhere. So, she decided to go the nice route.

“Are you okay? You look a bit, on edge.”

“There’s--There’s dozens of other rooms all over this castle,” Ariel waved a hand, the one still holding the wand and a few sparks shot out of the tip. Quickly she lowered it, looking down at her hand, it had been a while since that had happened, since her magic had escaped like that without her control. But then again, living like this, constantly on high alert, might do that to a girl. 

“I’m fine,” She insisted, “Just--What do you need? If it’s just space I don’t think anyone’s using the room around the corner.” 

[ollivandriel]

ted-tonks-checkmate‌:

“No, thank god,” he assured her with a sigh, though it wasn’t too reassuring for him. “Still, I’m… I’m pretty sure I’ll be…” next was the word that danced on his tongue but wouldn’t leave his mouth. He shook his head again, forcing himself to meet her eyes for the first time since this conversation started. He had no idea if anyone was even bothering to listen to their conversation, but just in case, he whispered the next words. “I’m… really scared, honestly.”

“That’s, that’s good,” Ariel nodded. And it was good, really, but the more people she found completely unscathed the more confused she became. Why had no one been seriously injured? Still, he continued and she leaned in a little closer, concern on her face, “I--I can’t say I blame you for it. That was pretty fucked up.” 

[ollivandriel]

There was something wrong about the events of the New Years that bothered Ariel, ate at her when she was failing to fall asleep. Nothing had actually happened. Nothing. Sure some buildings had been damaged, but that was easy to fix, as were the ‘injuries’. No one had been hurt or killed. No part of it made any sense at all, it seemed completely out of character for the group as she was aware of them. They had had no qualms about killing as of yet, not even children. So, why? Why was she not dead? The attacker had had her on the ground, disarmed, defenseless, and bleeding, but here she stood in an old, empty classroom staring at a photo of Diagon Alley after the summer attack. 

Her sigh came harsh as she tore her eyes away from the photo, looking to one of Bertram (her heart still twisted every time), to the recent ones of Hogsmeade. The accompanying articles from the Prophet, as well as smaller papers were tacked up on the wall, along with her own notes. Ariel worried her bottom lip between her teeth. Something more had to be going on, that attack was a diversion, a distraction, or something, because that could not have been all they were going for. Could they have planted something in Hogsmeade? In the school? 

The door opened and Ariel jumped, “Wh-O-Occupied!” She yelped, flailing a little to conjure some sort of sheet or other concealment to hide the wall. 

[ollivandriel]

ted-tonks-checkmate‌:

Ted relaxed a little bit when he realized it was Ariel, but he was still embarrassed that he had jumped. “No, it’s fine, I just… yeah, you’re fine,” he said with a (hopefully) nonchalant shake of the head. He shrugged, taking a deep breath so his heart would return to a normal speed. “I’m… as good as I can be, I guess?” he said, deciding there wasn’t a point in lying, since he was shit at in anyway. “You?”

“Okay if you’re sure,” Even if he had said it was okay, this probably wasn’t the environment to be speaking loudly in, what with everyone so on edge. Where had this caution been on New Years Eve she wondered, people had brushed her worries off so easily before. Had they forgotten the Quidditch Party that easily? She nodded a little, “Did anyone hurt you?” She asked, not remembering if he was one of the students evacuated immediately or no, “I’m about the same.” 

[ollivandriel]

liilyjane‌:

               Lily had never quite made up her mind about the first day back. When she was younger, it had been thrilling, so exciting to see her friends again and to get back into the routine of classes and her many extra-curriculars. As she grew older, of course, she would see her peers more often over the break and it felt almost draining to return, and now — well now, with a dark cloud residing over the Wizarding world, there was something so grim about returning to Hogwarts. The events of New Years Eve were still weighing heavy on everyone’s shoulders, and that tension was palpable in the walls of the castle. Everyone was on edge, she was on edge, as if waiting for the next terrible thing to appear, almost desperate for it to start so it can be over again. How very awful. Winding through the quiet halls towards dinner on the first night (most students had already packed themselves into the great hall), Lily was relieved to find someone else to accompany her — it was too quiet, and no matter who it was ahead of her, she needed the company. Raising her voice so whoever it was could hear, Lily called out — ❛ Hey! Want someone to walk with? I assume you’re headed to dinner… ❜

“What--” Ariel looked over her shoulder, slowing down slightly as she recognized the speaker, Lily, “Oh, hey,” She greeted, a small smile finding its way to her lips. There hadn’t been a lot of that lately, not since New Years, there wasn’t a whole lot to smile about honestly, “I--Er, yeah it is that time, isn’t it,” She hadn’t been, but she wasn’t completely sure she wanted to share where her destination had been. Besides, she probably ought to eat something. 

[ollivandriel]

ted-tonks-checkmate‌:

Ted was on edge ever since New Year’s, which was usually not a good state for him to be in. He was sitting at the Hufflepuff table in the great hall to study, mostly because he could see from all angles rather than looking constantly around corners. Even looking up once every minute somehow didn’t prevent him from jumping out of his chair when someone called his name.

Ariel had been making it a point to check in on her friends now that they were back at school. Everyone had seemed so strained and worried. While her concerns about the attack had morphed into something very different most people still seemed concerned with the surface. 

Ted jumped as she approached, and she felt a needling of guilt, as she slid in across from him, lowering her voice a little, “Hey, sorry I-Didn’t mean to shout. How are you doing?” 

[ollivandriel]

rhiannonbye:

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.