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* ･ﾟ✧ — margaery.

not being able to keep back a smile, margaery sat down next to her brother in the slytherin common room. which, surprisingly enough, was empty for the time being. the blonde could swear she was still on a high after last night’s events, though she didn’t want to seem too excited about it, only reinforcing her brother’s ideas that she was too young for things like this. “i started the day counting the people who were crying in the hallways, but i had to give up after ten minutes.” she said, pulling her feet up and getting into a more comfortable position in the couch. “it’s like everyone knew these people personally, which is absolute nonsense.”

never before had the blonde looked at his sister with such a swelling sense of pride before. he too was on a high for the night before, something only elevated with the chaos within the castle halls that had unfolded as the hours since their surprise had been unveiled. but it had been especially important for his sister, her first kill. one would be forever changed after this and he couldn’t have been prouder of her, the emotion practically radiating off him. it wouldn’t be long before they had the world at their feet, something that margaery had truly proved the night before --- not that archibald had ever had any doubts of it.

“ pathetic isn’t it ? ” the man laughed, letting out a snort, “ you’d think that the world was ending. ” he supposed perhaps for them it was, though their compassion would always be their demise, too blinded by emotion to be driven by power or focus. “ not that I’m complaining of course, for once this place is somewhat tolerable, ” he continued, gesturing to the nearly empty room around them.

#( * thread | archibald. )#( * margaery | archibald. )#magicvs

* ･ﾟ✧ — laurel.

it’s strange - growing up, laurel loved being an only child. she never craved companionship, never desired someone to share her life with. looking back, she figures her childhood had always been quite sterile when her parents were around. alone, there was something magical about it. she could make the flowers smile at her, make everything seem to sing with happiness. but only when she was alone. after being thrown out, though… well, niamh had filled the gap in her life for true family, for those who’d be there no matter what. laurel doubts she’ll ever know what she means to the older girl. she lacks the words to explain it. “god, i raised you well, didn’t i?” she grins, fighting the urge to ruffle niamh’s carefully styled hair. “i do hope you’re planning on utterly devastating the poor bastards.”

perhaps that was one of the best things about the finnigan-thomas house hold. one was always loved without question and undeniably, it didn’t matter how they arrived, or how long they stayed. no matter who, they were always greeted with open arms and a warm hug ( and perhaps a cuppa and some burnt toast ).

“ you really did. i’ve come so far and grown so much, all my best lessons were from you really. ” her eyes were wide, voice a little dramatic for her sincerity to be believable. “ and of course, that’s how i roll and otherwise, what’s the point if i don’t leave a trail of broken hearts behind me ? i need to stick to my brand. ” she shot the other a cheesy grin and a wink, “ but who are you going to leave broken-hearted tonight. ” she waggled her eyebrows at the other, “ i can think of like, twenty girls that would die to have a dance with the one and only laurel. ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * laurel | niamh. )#lionbonaparte

* ･ﾟ✧ — margaery.

margaery most certainly shared her brother’s disdain when it came to hogwarts, after all, what good could it do them to be forced to interact with mudbloods and bloodtraitors? and it wasn’t like the rowles couldn’t get tutors who could teach their children whatever they were taught at hogwarts. but adair had wanted them to go to hogwarts, and adair usually got what she wanted — a gift that margaery was more than pleased she had inherited.

a rare, genuine smile spread across her face as archibald agreed with her and put his book down — appreciating the rare occasion where neither of them were in the mood to argue ( though whatever arguments they had were usually started by her, something she’d never admit to ) a snort came through her nose at her brother’s words, accompanied by a roll of her eyes. “they’re all in denial — refusing to see that things are changing again. but that’ll all change tonight.” her signature smirk settling on her lips as she spoke, raising an eyebrow slightly at him. “i wonder how many of the mudbloods will flee back home with their tail between their legs.” she mused, her eyes lighting up at the mere thought of being rid of some of them.

perhaps hogwarts was the one thing he and his mother had never quite seen eye-to-eye on. he saw little point in being here, forced to endure the daily torture of sleeping in the same room as a potter for the past six years of his life. though, like his sister he would have never questioned the decision of adair rowle. besides, his mother was the one person archibald trusted without doubt.

it was nice to see her smile --- and it was a genuine smile at that too, a slight change from the scowl that usually sat on her face. “ it’s almost ironic isn’t it ? the fact that their unity only serves as a distraction from the real world will ultimately be their downfall. ” as the year progressed, ever since the prison break, the staff’s ideas and futile attempts to unite students seemed to be growing steadily worse. though, what could he have really expected from this dump. “ it better be enough of them to make the place tolerable. we haven’t even finished and i’m already dreading coming back after the summer. ”

#( * thread | archibald. )#( * margaery | archibald. )#magicvs

* ･ﾟ✧ — caleb.

to say that caleb hadn’t been thinking about the gryffindor for an extended period of time would’ve been a blatant lie. especially since his friends were being dicks about him not having a valentine’s date for the first time since first year. truth be told, he wanted to ask niamh out, but after their ‘talk’ about where they stood, and the girl admitting to him that she didn’t want anything serious, he didn’t want to push it because the last thing he wanted to do was annoy her and subsequently drive her away. so, caleb’d decided to give her time. this didn’t really stop him from sending her a rose. he had found a couple of first year gryffindors and paid them a couple of galleons each, to give niamh the rose and to not tell her who it was from. it was stupid, he knew, but space was what she wanted then space was what she was going to get.

when his eyes landed on her at the dance, the sharp breath that he drew was instantaneous. it was a good thing no one too close to him, because they would’ve heard it. after downing the remnants of his drink and setting the cup down on the nearby table, caleb casually walked over to her, attempting to ignore the nervous hammering of his heart, “hey niamh, you look lovely, as usual,” he spoke, leaning in to give her a friendly kiss on the cheek before standing back straight, a small smirk on his face.

there wasn’t another holiday niamh could think of that was more stupid than valentine’s day. though the day involved giving and more importantly getting chocolates ( something she would never complain about ) the whole idea of a day centered around love was gross. there was only so many couples she could see snogging before it got too much. but it was also somewhat terrifying. the whole day would bombard her with people being open, admitting their love, or at least lust for one another would make it all the more difficult to ignore her own feelings, which the girl had so far been unsuccessfully shoving out of her brain in the attempt that ignoring them would make them go away. it hadn’t, ignoring them had only seemed to make it worse, everytime she saw caleb leaving her with a mixture of contrasting emotions. but fear was always the one that remained ever-present. some gryffindor she was. it hadn’t helped he had sent her a rose. she was sure it was him. nobody else was lame enough to send one to her after all. it had been sweet though, and had made her smile, the rose in a vase next to her bed and would without a doubt probably result in merciless teasing from her roommates. though maybe for once she wouldn’t mind, warm hues catching the gaze of the boy that seemed to be stuck in her thoughts from across the room.

“ i look lovely ? what are you --- my grandma ? ” a smile grew on her lips, painted red for the occasion, but she couldn’t deny the tightening in her chest at the compliment, him being here already sending her thoughts into overdrive. “ out of everyone, i didn’t expect you to be the sappy kind rhodes. i wouldn’t have even pinned valentine’s day to be your thing. ” her lips curved into a smirk of her own, “ but i have to admit you clean up pretty well yourself. no doubt you’ll be breaking plenty of hearts tonight. ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * caleb | niamh. )#ncisees

+ @gabvanity

“ if we have to do this, we totally have to do the tattoo parlor one. ” brown eyes lit up with excitement and the gryffindor turned to the other with a raised brow. “ all the other ones are super gross and lovey-dovey and i really don’t want to set up a fucking kissing booth or anything like that --- but valentine’s tattoos ? that at least sounds cool. ” granted they weren’t actually tattoos, but close enough in her opinion. “ i always thought i’d make a good tattoo artist, i’m a bit shite at drawing, but it would give it character right ? ” the brunette continued to natter, not giving the other a chance to reply, stopping herself as soon as she realised.

“ as long as that sounds good with you ? ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * gabby | niamh. )#gabvanity

* ･ﾟ✧ — laurel.

“listen,” laurel grabs hold of the younger girl’s arm, feigning severity. “i’m supposed to be putting together some ridiculous game, so you’ve gotta tell me real quick - where’s the hot date i have to threaten for ya, little sis?”

little sis. it wasn’t words she was used to hearing, but everytime they came from the older gryffindor’s lips her heart soared slightly. niamh had always craved siblings as a child, forever jealous watching her best friends grow up with big families. laurel wasn’t her first foster sibling, they had come and gone ( leaving a heartbroken niamh behind ) throughout her childhood. though ever since laurel had moved in, the pair had become incredibly close --- as if they had truly been sisters all her life.

“ i don’t have a date. ” she replied, rolling her eyes at the tone. “ my plan was to go in something really hot and just make everyone else’s dates regret their decision. it’s much better and you get more variety of choice see. ” she teased, a mischievous gleam in her eye. “ i can wheedle them down one by one when i find out how good their skills are. ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * laurel | niamh. )#lionbonaparte #a bitch is exciTE #I AM READY

* ･ﾟ✧ — margaery.

walking down into the slytherin common room, margaery wasn’t exactly surprised to find her brother reading on the couch instead of helping set everything up for the valentine’s dance. sitting down next to him she snickered slightly as she mimicked professors mcgonagall’s voice. “we need unity in times like these.” letting out a scoff, the blonde pulled her feet up and turned herself slightly to face her brother. “i honestly think it’s one of the dumbest things i’ve heard all year.”

hogwarts seemed to grow worse by the day, the sixth year was counting down the days until he could leave this place --- his own personal torture. their latest attempt to shove everybody together only added to the pain of being stuck here. archibald would have rather done almost anything else than unite --- as it had been put --- with his fellow students. they were all awful, a cesspool of muggle loving half bloods and blood traitors, and with his luck it was likely he would have been paired with a bloody weasley.

“ i couldn’t agree more. ” the boy didn’t move his eyes from the book as he spoke in his low drawl, finishing the sentence before he sat it down, thankful that for once it seemed his sister wasn’t in the mood for a fight. “ it’s pathetic, a false sense of security created by a dance for a stupid holiday isn’t exactly going to change much --- little do they know. ” he muttered, a rare smile gracing his lips.

#( * thread | archibald. )#( * margaery | archibald. )#magicvs #off topic but josefine looks so hot in that gif i am g a y

bitchycode

u may think im a horrible person but deep deep in down im even worse

#( * isms | archibald. )

* ･ﾟ✧ — raziela.

“so have you made anyone cry today?” raziela sprawled out on archibald’s bed, clearly making herself comfortable and clearly not caring about the fact she’s still in her uniform skirt. not as if it’s the first time. they’ve been inseparable since they were toddlers, seen each other at their absolute worst and NEVER left—this wasn’t something to complain about. not in the slightest. “i was messing with some dweebs in the great hall during lunch before you arrived… one tried to talk back so i made him trip and land in a face full of whatever disgusting slop they were serving.” maybe it was terrible that she thrived so much from causing others pain and misfortune. but yet, raz still craved more chaos; with the progress the death eaters have made outside the walls of hogwarts, the lestrange spawn could only imagine what’s left to come. and with none other than archie by her side ( of course, maggie was on the other side without fail, but with archie it was always… DIFFERENT. in a good way. a way she never wanted to lose. ) the currently blonde witch couldn’t stop herself from watching her favorite companion attentively. thankfully none of archie’s annoying roommates were in at the moment. there was nothing more irritating than having unwanted extra company cutting into their time. though suddenly, raziela spoke again; her question came in an almost whisper regardless of it being just them. “do you think we should have another meeting soon?”

“ sadly no. ” the boy muttered, his voice in his usual slow and low drawl as the girl made herself at home on his bed, eyes perhaps lingering on her exposed legs for a moment too long before bright blue hues flicked back to her face, settling himself against one of the posts of his bed. “ but it’s only four thirty. ”

if there was anyone besides his sister that archie truly cared for, it would be raziela. joined at the hip since the terrible twos, ( part of adair rowle’s ever quest for bettering the family name --- what more prestige was there than a lestrange ) it seemed that age and time had never separated their bond, and the male hoped that it never would, the lazy smile on his lips as the girl recounted her lunch, each as terrible as the other, thriving in chaos and getting far too much satisfaction from watching others suffer. a match made in heaven --- or rather hell. the male was sure they would rise to the top together, arm and arm, he would always be at her side. perhaps the line of what they were had become blurred over the years, the pair only growing closer, but that was something the boy did not want to change or ever lose and perhaps would explain the jealousy that arose within him from time to time, seeing her with others, the way they looked at her, or an unfamiliar ache in his chest at times. the blonde did not love, he did not care, not besides his sister, his mother, his family. though there would always be exceptions to the rules.

“ i don’t see why not. ” the words were said back in the same low whisper, eyes adverting from her to check at the door once more, it was truly a curse having to share a room with a malfoy and a potter. “ we should try and plan something soon, i can owl mum to see what everyone thinks. ”

#( * thread | archibald. )#( * raziela | archibald. )#intwilight #u better get my reference bye

* ･ﾟ✧ — margaery.

margaery quickly rolled her eyes at her brother and snapped his book shut, her lips tightening at his sigh. sometimes his calmness was so infuriating and envying at the same time — sometimes she wished that he could experience the all-consuming, blinding rage that so easily got the best of her at times, or that she could have even just a smidge of his control. not that that was anything she’d ever let him know anytime soon. at least not now.

letting out an exasperated sigh she nodded. “yes. a dress, have you gone deaf?” she asked, a scoff that almost sounded like a chuckle coming out of her mouth as she watched archibald bewildered expression. “i’m not suggesting anything like that, nor would i care if you did — as long as you stayed away from my clothes.” a hint of teasing making it’s way through the otherwise cold, harsh tones. “and you know why i’m asking you instead of my roommates — half of them are too dense to comprehend anything but single-syllable words, and the rest are smart enough to know not to steal from me.” she explained, growing impatient again as she threw out her hands before placing one of them on her hip.

“besides, i could tell you weren’t exactly thrilled when you saw the dress and let’s not pretend you don’t have a history of having very strong opinions on what i wear and not.” she said, her voice growing harder yet again as she eyed her brother down. while margaery loved her brother, she wished he would stop being so overbearingly protective — though he seemed to get worse and worse with each year that went by, reaching its high point whenever betrothals and future grandchildren were the subject of dinner conversations in the rowle household.

at times the blonde often wondered what had changed in the girl since they were younger. the siblings were still close-knit, though not nearly as much now as they had been as children. though the fact that the boy would have done anything for his sister still stood, her perhaps one of the only people that proved the cold man had a heart. the girl before him had lost much of her sweetness and at times ( especially in ones like these ) he often missed it. though he understood that in their world, there was no room for sweetness, for naivety or an open heart --- it was at times like these where he missed the little girl, who he could read stories too with her rabbit, shiny blue eyes round and wide.

“ oh come on margaery, i’m not a common thief, i can assure you i truly do not care that much about stealing from my sister simply because they’re inappropriate. ” he let out a long sigh, a somewhat exasperated look at his younger sister, raising an eyebrow, he loved the girl very much, but she could be tiring and didn’t seem to understand that at times, the somewhat overbearing protection was for her own good --- or that’s how he saw it. he didn’t want her getting hurt, not in any way. the audacity that his father - even his mother and grandparents - were already talking about children when she was only fifteen.

“ besides, i don’t care if the dress is for raziela. ” perhaps he would even like seeing her in it, though that isn’t something he would ever mention to his sister. “ just go through your roommates things, i’m sure one of the dumber ones tried to snatch it when you weren’t looking, just make sure they don’t do it again hm ? ”

#( * thread | archibald. )#( * margaery | archibald. )#magicvs #i got emo for 0.5 seconds bc u did that fuckin emo post bye

* ･ﾟ✧ — james.

james let loose a rambunctious laugh, erupting from the core of his belly, and then he playfully nudged niamh with his elbow. “ oh, you’re playing with fire, bro, and i’m not even talking about the one in front of us. ” he cocked his head towards the crackling fireplace that was keeping them toasty warm through the brisk of this winter and continued in an animated voice, as though he was telling a campfire story, “ amparo is a bloody dragon, i swear to merlin, she’ll fucking annihilate you in front of everyone. take it from someone who’s already tried every story in the book, aight ? that lady is so trigger-happy when it comes to assigning detentions she could put mcgonagall to shame. don’t get me wrong, you get mad respect for trying to pull a fast one on her, but it just won’t fly, trust me. ”

he chewed on his bottom lip, deviously considering their options. “ hey, what if we figured out a way to postpone class ? ” the cogwheels in his brain started turning as he desperately grasped at straws, anything to save their skins. honestly, if james could have just placed the amount of effort he spent trying to avoid his homework into actually finishing it, he’d be the next hermione granger. probably. “ we’d just need to find a way to distract amparo for the class period and we’ll have an entire extra day to finish our papers. it’s so crazy it might just work ? what do you say, n, you in ? ”

“ well i was hoping to hear something more along the lines of how i was simply just an all-around amazing human being who can do anything and most definitely charm the amazing amparo with my magical powers of delusion --- but i suppose you’re right. even though i am, of course, all of those things. ” a short chuckle fell from her lips cherry smile seemingly forever-present only faltering to allow the gryffindor to let out a dramatic sigh to the other. besides, she supposed from anybody james was one of the best people to ask, they were akin in nature and if he couldn’t get away with it, she doubted she could.

“ oh i am so in. ” her warm eyes were alight with mischief, that twinkle behind her eyes always there, giving the boy a nudge, a wicked grin upon her lips. “ that’d be perfect. i mean truly all i need is a day, i’m sure i could finish it off by then, we’d just have to like... ” she paused, clicking her tongue as she thought, “ let something loose i suppose ? it could work providing we weren’t caught. i doubt we could get away with a spell that she couldn’t fix. an animal could work, or maybe a plant --- maybe we could get vi to help us i’m sure she could sweet talk neville borrowing a weird plant. ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * james | niamh. )#jameswotter #surprise its a fc change djhfdjfh

* ･ﾟ✧ — leonora.

“no. and she shouldn’t.” leonora replied quickly, trying ( and failing ) not to scoff as she lifted her head from her book to look at niamh. brows furrowing in over dark eyes as she shook her head at the gryffindor, leonora tucked her hair behind her ears. “only an idiot would buy such an obvious excuse, and professor amparo is not one of those.” the hufflepuff said. “besides, it’s a really cheap way out of doing some actual work and earning whatever comes after.” inhaling a deep breath, she attempted to turn her attention back to her book, exhausted by the clear lack of work-ethic that filled this castle to the brim.

looking up once again, closing her book as she gave niamh her best ‘listen here’ smile, leonora gritted her teeth and crinkled her nose slightly. “i think that if you’ve really tried that many options and she could see through them all, then maybe you should realise it’s not going to work? and , i don’t know, maybe try putting half of the energy spent figuring out how not to do work into actually just doing the work like the rest of us?”

in retrospect, perhaps leonora had not been the best candidate for disclosing her plan to. the girl seemed to be forever tightly wound and no matter how hard the redhead tried, nothing she did could seem to change that fact, a toe over the line ended up in a scolding from the brunette. it was almost amusing --- or it would be if it meant she wasn’t such a buzzkill. perhaps it was just her, having no idea how someone could be so willingly tied to the rules. it would be a boring life --- but each to their own. many would have considered her an acquired taste, probably leonora included.

“ i think i’m good, but thanks for the advice babe. ” niamh replied cheerily, a happy smile always on her lips. “ i mean optimism is always my outlook on life, so obviously my efforts have not been wasted thus far, i simply have not come across the right solution. ” she paused, narrowing her eyes slightly with an eyebrow raised, “ besides, it’s not like i’m breaking the rules, surely even you have told at least one little white lie in your life ? ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * leonora | niamh. )#magicvs

* ･ﾟ✧ — sabine.

Sabine looked up, eyes curious as the other spoke. As a grin began to spread from ear to ear, she shook her head with a little laugh to follow. “I’m not sure that she’d believe you, but only because so many students try to push her buttons that she doesn’t really care anymore. Though,” the girl mused, tapping the quill’s end gently against her face in thought. “I could always take the blame. I’m sure if I went to her first and told her that I accidentally knocked your essay into the fire she might believe it. I’ll try my best to cry, she really melts at the sight of tears.” Looking over she said, “if you’re down for that, then burn it half way and hand it over.”

“ ooh --- “ the girl’s suggestion lit up the gryffindor’s eyes, blue hues gleaming, a hint of mischief always twinkling behind them. “ i bet that would work. i mean if we had a culprit, she could hardly doubt my lie right ? she’d have to accuse us both and that’s hardly fair. ” well it would be, considering they were both lying, but that wasn’t exactly factored into the redhead’s mind. she was a very much think now, act later type of girl. “ i am so very down for it --- i mean it’s worth a shot right ? as long as you don’t mind if we do get caught. but with a plan like this i’d be surprised if we fail. ”

#( * thread | niamh. )#( * sabine | niamh. )#queensabinc

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#( * visage | niamh. )#bonjour new niamh era

* ･ﾟ✧ — margaery.

“archibald?!” her voice echoed off the walls of the stairway down to the common room as she made her way down from her dormitory, blonde hair whirling behind her. once she was down the stairs, it didn’t take margaery long to spot her brother, lounging on the couch with a book looking bored as ever. the young slytherin stomped over to him and pulled the book out of his hands, sighing before she spoke. “hello?! earth to archibald. do you have any idea where the new dress i got from raziela is? because i could’ve sworn i packed it in my suitcase, but now… i just can’t seem to find it. you don’t happen to know where it is, do you?” she said in an accusatory tone as she raised an eyebrow at her brother, tapping her foot impatiently.

he couldn’t help but groan, at the sound of his sister’s voice, the shrill pitch piercing his ears as she yelled at him. he might have loved her, their bond as siblings was closer than many might have assumed, but it was in times like these where that strong familial bond was seriously questioned. a large sigh escaping his lips as those icy blue eyes flicked up from the page on his book, catching a glimpse of the fiery blonde heading in his direction that he would quite honestly rather ignore. though it seemed she was not to give him a chance.

“ i was reading that you know. ” archibald replied, his voice always low in a cool tone, his own temper never quite as... obvious as his sisters. eyes flicked from her foot back up to her face, yet another sigh escaping his lips “ a dress ? why on earth would i take a dress from your suitcase. ” his eyebrows furrowed together, his gaze almost bewildered at this point, “ unless you are suggesting that i like dressing up in womens’ clothing in my spare time --- why are you asking me instead of one of your little roommates ? ”