A beautiful resistance

Meadowes, D O R C A S [Greek δορκας "gazelle"] synonyms: loyal, judgmental, ambitious, kind, sincere, determined, pure, stubborn, devoted, impatient, caring, affectionate, forceful, empathetic, protective. Origin: [half-blood] Only child of William and Heidi Meadowes. _____ x _____ [21+ indie HP verse player open to collaboration with a variety of characters, both canon and original.] Tracking the tag orderofthedoe

[narcissustriandrus]

‘Meadowes' She narrowed her eyes upon recognizing the girl. Great, all she needed: another pesky person coming to bother her.

"Then I would suggest a bathroom stall." She retorted. It was supposed to be a mocking reply, but her tone fell flat. She didn’t really feel like making fun of anyone, just as much as she didn’t feel like having any sort of interaction.

And now the girl seemed to be stuck in the mud. That would’ve been hilarious under normal circumstances, and Narcissa would’ve made sure she’d never forget this incident, but she currently had no interest in teasing or bullying anyone, which was nothing like herself. Really, all she wanted was a few moments of peace.

Bu today wasn’t her day, it seemed.

"Maybe if you lost some weight you wouldn’t have gotten stuck." She remarked, raising an eyebrow at the girl. In normal circumstances she would’ve laughed at the girl’s misfortune, but today she wasn’t in the mood. Besides, she wouldn’t really be left alone if Dorcas remained stuck in the mud  "If I help you, will you leave?"

[orderofthedoe]

     The snarky comment about her weight caused Dorcas to adopt a hurt and ever so slightly confused frown. As far as she was concerned, her weight had very little to do with the fact that the slippery surface was making it impossible to move. Perhaps Narcissa was just trying to cause upset and poking fun at a girl's weight was one of the easiest ways to achieve just that. Not Dorcas though.

The truth was that she has a curvy figure and a tendency to gain a few pounds during the winter when the opportunities to walk outdoors were lessened, and this very rarely bothered her. Still, she shook her head at the younger blonde in blatant disapproval.

      "There really is no need to be unkind," she informed, before swiftly returning to the more pressing matter of freeing herself from the mess she'd landed herself in. "But yes, if you help me then I will leave you to your thoughts.... or, um, whatever it was that you were doing."

[mmckinncn-blog]

                 { Sigh. }

          “Fine, what is it?”

[orderofthedoe]

     "If the roles were reversed, would you leave me?"

[maeandrii-archive-blog]

Sirius shrugged and smiled at Dorcas. “That’s no surprise, I guess.” he answered with a small grin. He had been sleeping all the time during class and preferred planning pranks instead of doing his homework. But really, he didn’t care.

[orderofthedoe]

     A deep frown line appeared on Dorcas' forehead as she tried to make sense of Sirius' attitude. Did he really not care or was he too proud to say? She decided that it had to be the latter. "There's nothing wrong with asking for help, Sirius."

[mmckinncn-blog]

"Listen, Dorcas——

          I know you’re trying to help, but I don’t want help right now.

                    Please, just go.”

[orderofthedoe]

     "All right. But first, can I ask you a question?"

[orderofthedoe]

today i gained a bucket load of followers who i am desperate to interact with but ain't nobody got the energy for that on a monday so i will just have to beg you to talk to doe when my mind isn't fried.

[mmckinncn-blog]

          “It’s easy, just bugger off.”

[orderofthedoe]

     "No, I'm staying."

[mmckinncn-blog]

"I just want to be alone——

          Is that too much to ask for?”

[orderofthedoe]

     "How am I supposed to leave you alone when you're like this?"

[orderofthedoe]

     When Dorcas was in her sixth year at Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore gave the cursed Defense Against The Dark Arts position to a handsome Scotsman called Melvin Montgomery. Doe was smitten with this “reasonably young” and “extremely talented” new member of the faculty, decidedly putting even more effort than usual into completing essays to the best of her ability.

     Her crush continued to develop until May, when Professor Montgomery began his downward spiral. No one seemed to be able to explain why he’d taken to turn up to classes clutching a bottle of Firewhiskey and encouraging the students to join him in a chorus of his favorite song, Auld Lang Syne. His mysterious condition reached a climax at the end of year feast when he announced that he was wearing nothing beneath his kilt and then proceeded to prove it. Doe was distraught when he was carted off to St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, but reluctantly agreed that it was for the best. 

[petitpettigrewarchive]

"Ah, what?" He was completely lost in thoughts - and mostly with sleepiness - that he didn’t pay attention to Dorcas. Now he felt slightly bad because of that and straightened himself in his seat, trying to appear very awaken. "Well, I think tea can be really relaxing… But can I ask from what you’re wanting to sooth right now?" He asked, curious.

[orderofthedoe]

     Peter's sudden jolt to attention caused a chuckle to slip from Dorcas' lips, which she quickly extinguished with another sip of tea. She always tip toed around Peter out of fear that she'd accidentally make him feel uncomfortable.

     "Our N.E.W.T exams start two weeks from today. Aren't you the slightest bit worried that you won't get the results you want?"

[agronlovers]

[orderofthedoe]

just... frank longbottom and sirius black

frank: can we talk about something serious?

sirius: i'm always SERIOUS.

frank: well, to be FRANK...

sirius: SERIOUSLY?

frank: FRANKLY....

[dinahlances]

[thealicefortescue]

At the mention of a game, Alice relaxed a little and sighed. “Sure, what sort of game did you have in mind?” she asked, walking towards the girl and sitting down.

[orderofthedoe]

     Dorcas collected the box of dominoes and then returned to the armchair opposite to the one that Alice had occupied. She placed the wooden box on the table between each of their chairs and removed the dominoes, spreading them out across the table.

     "Have you played this before?"

[michellekpoems]

Some women are lost in the fire. Some women are built from it.

Michelle K., Some. (via michellekpoems)

[thesnakeinthegardenofeden]

"Would you mind moving faster? I have places to be, miss."

[orderofthedoe]

     The tone of voice used to call out to the aged woman behind the counter in the book shop made Dorcas' blood boil. She turned to locate the female who had spoken and it wasn't difficult, as right there, just a couple of people behind Dorcas in the line, was a young woman looking entirely unashamed.

     "It's a Saturday afternoon. If your time is so valuable then perhaps you should consider picking a quieter day to shop."

[rjlupinx-deactivated20140320]

“Loopy? Aren’t I already? And anyways, there will be time enough for leaving the castle - when I graduate. I would say my routine’s been more ‘study, study, sleep a bit, study, and oh Merlin I forgot to eat, study whilst eating’. Quidditch is loud.” 

[orderofthedoe]

      "There's your usual level of loopy, which is tolerable and even at times endearing, and then there's talking about not leaving the castle for the rest of the school year. Studies have proven those who work with regular breaks are ultimately more productive than those who force themselves to stay on task. I'm not insisting that you go to the Quidditch match, although James and Sirius may be very cross with you if you don't, I'm only suggesting that you get some fresh air."

[blackballoffurr-deactivated2015]

Sirius was - as always without at least one of the Marauders - bored. He had too much spare time with none of the others actually able to spend time with him that day. And to not lazy around again, he’d headed to the Quidditch pitch, humming Hello Little Girl to himself when Dorcas appeared almost out of nowhere, making him shut up instantly - he hated when anyone listened to his singing, even though he knew he wasn’t bad.

"Me?" His eyes widened as he looked at her, slowing down, not sure if he wanted the conversation to continue - even though it barely just started. "I don’t like discussin’ important things but you can still give it a try.” He was actually kind of curious about what she wanted to talk about.

[orderofthedoe]

     Sirius' attitude did not diminish the skip in Dorcas' footsteps as the two of them continued to move in the direction of the Quidditch pitch. She slid her hands in the pockets of her coat to conceal them from the bitterly cold weather, taking a beat to decide the best way to begin.

     "I believe that this particular issue may be of interest to you," she said with a subtle hint of confidence in her tone. "But first I need you to promise me that you're not going to run off to James and ruin everything. I know that you still clueless to the nature of what I'm going to tell you, but I need your word. So, if you'd like to hear more, I'm afraid that you're going to have to trust me."