Benjamin Fenwick

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Unforgivable curses are the three most powerful and sinister spells known to the wizarding world

Avada Kedavra: Causes instant death.

Crucio: Inflicts excruciating pain on the recipient of the curse (tortures them)

Imperio: Causes the victim to perform the unquestioned bidding of the caster.

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The Unforgivable Curses (ϟ)

;; a treacherous or deceitful person.

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#benjy fenwick #onlyfoundbits #self promo #why not

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All you have to do is spend your life RUNNING from one AWFUL place to another and write about every HORRIBLE thing you see.

Benjy’s gut was leading him, and it was not a lion’s gut but a badgers, and a Hufflepuff does not think about themselves. They think about others. “It’s alright, just keep RUNNING!” Don’t look back keep running. The spell that slices at his other arm, cuts through his wrist but he hasn’t time to check on it as they finally get through to the other side of the alleyway and as he does, he fires his wand hand - the hand that Marlene hadn’t been using to fire their last defence. “Bombarder!” The wall fell down and he didn’t check to look back to see if the falling brick crushed their pursuers.

The wall comes c r u m b l i n g down behind them && at that, she h a l t s. They wait for the rubble to settle, before making their next move. Maybe they had achieved what they had sought out to do that evening. Maybe they had managed to extract even the tiniest bit of evil from their world. The silence was eerie – && she breaks it. She has to She’s never been good with silence, not even as a kid. It must come from being part of a clan as boisterous as the MCKINNONS. There was always some sort of noise in her house – even at times where it was inappropriate. “Please say that was the last of them.”

#mckiiinnon #hahaha #*cries*#v; the war reporter

Benjy hasn’t even looked at his arm but he felt it. He can’t look down just yet and he doesn’t think he can, his hand is still in hers, as the other one dangles. Though he can’t see it he imagines the blood dripping from his fingers and he’s starting to lose feeling in his lower arm. “Mar, that was it, but I need you to do something for me.” He closes his eyes. “Tell me you know some sort of healing spell because I can’t use my wand arm...” He knows if he looks down not only will he be sick, it’ll hurt more than it already does. He’s just praying now himself that that was the last of the death eaters too.

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he’s trying too hard, and it’s kind of adorable. if he weren’t gay, she might even be charmed enough to accept his offer of a date. if only because she’s getting incredibly tired of cocky arseholes assuming they’re doing her a great honor by taking her out. taking her to pubs and showing her off like some arm candy. because the only women in the pub were those being escorted. gods she wants to puke at how this age treats women. even wizarding women. his flustered enthusiasm is a breath of fresh air.

but alas, he is gay. and taken at that. a shame, but she’ll deal. maybe she’ll even get some good food out of this.

❛ well, at the very least you’ll be a better cook than me. I burn water, unfortunately. anything more than heating up an MRE and I’m out of my depth. so yeah, a night not eating take away would be lovely. will mr. moody be joining us? ❜

#xraveniisms #v; the war reporter #oh benjy poor bastard

“Al will be working, and we don’t live together because we’re really not dating.” Benjy said but his tone was now defeated. If he had been trying to convince her with this sentence it wouldn’t work, feeling completely deflated. He tried atleast to save his soul by giving her a little smile. “I didn’t know it was possible to burn water, but sure, what would you prefer me to cook or do you want it a surprise?” His hands slid embarrassed and defensive into his pockets, and licking his lips. Maybe he should have just not asked about dinner. He should have just left her believing it was true and never face her again. Atleast Alastor would find it fucking hilarious funny.

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Help?! The word ricocheted off of sturdy bones, stiffening her stance before SLAMMING her trunk shut.

“I don’t need your FUCKING help! And if you haven’t noticed, I’m not welcomed here anymore so step aside!”

#v; the war reporter #killedbyvoldemort #well shit

“You can stay at my flat for the night if you’d like. It’s not much, but I’ve got a pet rabbit...?” He did not dare say anything more until she digested the situation. Fact was, his parents were getting old, and they didn’t know how to take care of her anymore and they hated themselves for it. Even if they had tried to explain, it wasn’t going to work out. Dorcas was already in pain and Benjy just wanted to help. That and she knew she liked rabbits, she’d mentioned them to Johnny once or twice.

Only COWARDS run from a fight. Not that he was suggesting that they run – but that they ESCAPE to save their own lives. Still, the notion left a heavy feeling in the pit of the Gryffindor’s stomach. He was right, though. It was the lion in her that made her want to stay. She wasn’t thinking clearly – so instead she let Benjy think for her. She TRUSTED his judgement. With a quick glance around the area, she can tell he’s right. This was their only way out. So, she gives him a quick nod, before grabbing his hand && making a break for it. Merlin, she’s never ran so fast in her entire life. “Are they following, Benjy ?? Can you see ??”

#mckiiinnon #v; the war reporter #well that might have solved that

Benjy’s gut was leading him, and it was not a lion’s gut but a badgers, and a Hufflepuff does not think about themselves. They think about others. “It’s alright, just keep RUNNING!” Don’t look back keep running. The spell that slices at his other arm, cuts through his wrist but he hasn’t time to check on it as they finally get through to the other side of the alleyway and as he does, he fires his wand hand - the hand that Marlene hadn’t been using to fire their last defence. “Bombarder!” The wall fell down and he didn’t check to look back to see if the falling brick crushed their pursuers.

She hangs back a moment, watching him recede into the distance, a silent prayer in her heart for him to stay safe – for the both of them to make it out of this alive, but mostly him. Casualties were INEVITABLE in the war they were fighting. She had already made her peace with the fact that she might end up as just another number in the death toll, but for some reason she couldn’t bear to even think about Benjy meeting that same end. He was one of the TRULY good ones —– && she ?? she was just a SOLDIER. With a deep breath in, she finally slips out of her spot in the shadows, to join the rest of the calvary. Their opposition was tough, yes, but not UNBEATABLE. Her wand is at ready && it’s a good thing for that. Around every corner lurks d a n g e r. She feels something- no, someone – looming behind her && she quickly whips around to throw a spell at her masked attacker. That’s one down, at least. Seems the poor guy wasn’t ready for a fight.

#mckiiinnon #v; the war reporter #benjy is just like LETS GOOOOO

Benjy didn’t have the time to think on Marlene, his shield was a life saver, as after surprising his attacker he used a spell to quickly send back said death eater, and because he just can’t help himself, being a muggle born with some fight in him, he kicks the other one in the shin before stunning him. ––Always the need for surprise. Two down on his side, he wasn’t sure how many there were left. “Marlene, we’ve got a clear alleyway here, come on.” Perhaps if they got out through this street they’d both be safer?

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❛ that’s cause even when ‘m in those states, ‘m not crazy enough ta go ta tha damn ‘ospital. ❜

of course without alastor, benjy wouldn’t have even MET that damn mediwitch who’s got his knickers all in a twist. AND he wouldn’t have a date with her. which is still a plus, even if she thinks benjy’s gay, ok.

❛ oh you don’t mean that. come on, it could be fun and think of her fa- OW! haha, dammit benj. domestic abuse! I think I need a doctor. a pretty young lady doctor who’s so accepting o’ our torrid gay love affair. ❜

#auroriisms #v; the war reporter #he's just annoyed #all good deeds are punished in the eyes of benjy fenwick

It didn’t matter to Benjy that he had a pretend date with the medi-witch. He was more concerned that she would go completely off him when he tried again to tell her he wasn’t gay for Alastor Moody and be so offended he was ‘lying’ she’d not help. And he had to be honest, as much as he’d like an active love life, protecting Alastor was more important to him. Not that he would admit it. “Shut up.” Benjy said with a frown, “It’s really not funny anymore, something like this happens to me when I’m trying to be nice I always end up with the shit end of the stick.”

He manages to pull a small smile from her, even in the face of GRAVE DANGER. It’s just his way about him – && the promise of some snogging once this was all said && done, certainly helped to sweeten the deal. “Only if you make it a GOOD one, Fenwick. I’m talking tongue and everything. I only want to survive this, so you can have the opportunity to snog the life out of me. —– KIDDING … sort of.”

#mckiiinnon #v; the war reporter #aww benjy is being sweet

“Sort of kidding? That’s your reply?” Of course he would much like to continue teasing, but they weren’t talking about death for now reason, the wall they’re using as a shield is being battered by spells and not particularly nice ones. “Stay safe, Marls” he said, and this time he’s serious as he finally darts out past the wall to put up shields of his own.

My characterization is MINE and MINE alone. This is who I see my character as being. I created these headcanons and I saw different things in my muse than other people who play the same muse so please —

DON’T COMPARE ONE MUSE TO ANOTHER.

#benjy is ten years older than the marauders #he's serious about his job #he's from a scary cultist muggle born family #he's creative and loves spiderman and just there's so much about benjy I've made mine and yes #he's different from other benjy's I know so just FYI

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“You need to have more faith in our abilitiy to NOT completely muck this mission up. I bet you ten galleons that the worst we come out of this with is a few scrapes && bruises.”

“I’ll take that bet as long as we get to atleast snog too. Money is the last thing I’m interested in if I don’t die.” Unable to laugh because his fear his hand gripped tighter on his wand. “Deal?”

#mckiiinnon #v; the war reporter #benjy's just like we've flirted long enough and I don't want to die not expressing my interest

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Bits & Pieces | Benjy & Bella

it took only seconds for her to be by his side, now reassured that the binding spell did his work properly, a laugh sinnister like the dark that had hid her deep in her throat and tainting her whispered words, sickly sweet purred into his ear.

❛ i know your friends. ❜

hands wandering to his shoulders, a predator’s talon clawing into prey’s fresh flesh. everything according to plan. another spell, unspoken but still working lifted his useless body up and shadows drew closer as both vanished from the spot. her feet landed gracefully on the stone floor of the manor, and a smirk spread across her limps, trembling in anticipation.

❛ that’s why you are here.❜