not with haste

@owen-humphrey

owen humphrey hufflepuff prefect

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What took you so long? [private]

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I think I still trust her judgement, especially after hearing what the aurors had to say about the non-aurors. If Lowell considers them a threat, at least enough to want them out of his way, they have to be on our side, right? It’s like that saying goes…the enemy of my enemy is my friend. It seems likely they are fighting for the same things we are, full rights for the werewolves and other magical creatures, less pureblood influence over the Ministry. But maybe it’s now only a matter of time before the truth gets out. Look, I just mean…it’s been brought to my attention that things have gotten complicated and…okay, Autumn told me about you and Grace and I guess…I’m wondering why you didn’t tell me. Maybe it’s not the best time to talk about that though. I like the idea of telling the prefects. I could go see Rosie?

I'm not sure there even is a very clear 'our' side at the moment... for people to be on the same side, they need to have the same objective, and we don't know what the professors are doing or what they want - same goes with the aurors. So I think... I mean, they're not our enemies? Not in the way Lowell and the Ministry are... but until they actually tell us what's happening, I don't know if we should get our hopes up. I hope McGonagall tells people before the truth is leaked somehow - I don't think it'd make her look too good. Nothing's complicated, Cary - I didn't tell you about what happened with Grace because it wasn't going anywhere... we aren't dating, and I know you like Grace, and with Autumn... I know you like her too, and I didn't want things to get weird and complicated like they seem to be now. I just want us all to be friend... did Autumn tell you, though? I wasn't sure she would, given how it happened... But yeah, yeah, Rosie would be a good place to start - she'll have ideas on what to do from here, I think. Maybe Cicely too?

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What took you so long? [private]

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That was what it sounded like…the male auror seemed to be against the idea though. He asked the female auror why Lowell hasn’t revealed their secret yet, so that it would both disgrace our not-aurors and bring McGonagall’s integrity into question. Just imagine…if this did get out, would they sack her? Would they send her to Azkaban? Even though these people protecting us are probably the good guys, they’re still not trained aurors and McGonagall has essentially been lying to us all this time. Sure, it’s for our protection, but a lot of parents won’t see it that way. I…I don’t want to risk the information getting around the whole castle, but…you’re right, we should tell someone else. Actually…shouldn’t you be the one telling Grace and Autumn? Since you’re so close to both of them…

McGonagall would probably get fired.. the parents would be outraged - I don't know how happy they were with the aurors in the first place, but non-aurors? Do we really trust her judgement in finding these people and making sure they're not actually undercover and working for Lowell from the inside? I think... I don't know, but I think I still trust McGonagall despite her lies - she's obviously trying to protect us and is doing whatever she can... I don't know if the Ministry will take it so kindly though.. What's that supposed to mean? We're all friends, regardless of what happens, right? But maybe you could tell the prefects? I don't know, it's your story to tell, so I'll just.. leave that up to you - whatever you want to do, I'll support you completely.

#shots fired :(#owen is wounded #gc:cary

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What took you so long? [private]

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That’s part of the other thing I heard - the Ministry, or Lowell at least, has been covering up the fact that the aurors here aren’t real aurors. It seems like Lowell’s is opposed to this group or this group is opposed to Lowell, but by letting them stay at the school acting as aurors, they’re out of his way for the time being. The female auror said that they can’t do anything while babysitting us. It’s starting to sound like…I don’t know. Does this mean that Lowell is as bad as everyone claims he is? If he has a whole group prepared to fight against him, a group that McGonagall trusts to protect us…

I... fucking hell, Cary. Lowell is allowing non-aurors to look after us just so that they're not in his way? Does that mean that even though they're not aurors, they're still good people? Fuck... so... if we assume that Lowell is shady, then the aurors he wants to get rid of - who aren't aurors - must be the good guys, right? If so, that makes it somewhat more comforting... but I guess... I mean... he must be bad if McGonagall and our aurors are against him and he's going to such lengths to keep them away. This is just crazy.. you should tell someone - obviously not the professors, since they already know, but.. Autumn or Grace or Pax or something. I don't know... this feels too big to just be kept between us.

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That’s what I thought at first, too. I thought I just heard the aurors wrong, but I’m positive. The male auror asked the female auror if our group was masquerading as aurors and she said yes. And it seems like McGonagall knows who they are because the female auror said that she was the one who brought them in, not the Ministry. And that’s not all I heard…

That's... this is crazy, I don't understand. I mean I do, but I can't believe it - if our aurors weren't aurors, wouldn't the Prophet have reported on it by now? Wouldn't parents know and be rioting that strangers were babysitting us? This is crazy. But if McGonagall brought them in... I don't think she'd do anything to hurt us... What else did you hear? Is the apocalypse about to start too?

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Please, Owen. Lucas is never just done. Star Wars is a living, breathing thing and….but no, we’re not talking about Star Wars right now. This is real life and…okay, during the Minister’s Ball, I had stepped out to go to the bathroom and in one of the corridors, there were two aurors talking. They didn’t know I was there and I was listening in, like we did with three of our aurors a couple of weeks ago. They said…they were talking about the aurors protecting us, only they were saying that…they aren’t aurors at all.

Oh... it's not about Star Wars at all? That's... wait, what? The minister's aurors were saying that our aurors aren't aurors? Then... what are they? That doesn't make any sense, Cary - are you sure you heard them right? I mean... they have to be aurors - they were sent by the Ministry, weren't they?

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What took you so long? [private]

Never mind…look, I need to tell you something. It’s something…I don’t even know how to describe it…I’m still not sure if I believe what I heard, but then again, it all makes a lot of sense when you really think about it. I guess what I’m trying to say is…do you want to sit down first?

Sorry, I got caught up with Hagrid on the way back to the castle. I... this sounds bad. Are you sure you want to tell me and not a professor or something? But... sure, yeah, of course, right, what's going on, mate? Is it another Star Wars theory...? Your last was good, but I thin Lucas has revealed everything about that universe he's going to.

[owl] Where are you right now? Actually, scratch that, it doesn't matter. Can you meet me in the dorm? It's really important. -Cary

[owl] Sure, I'll be there right away. I hope you're okay. -Owen

You & I || Grace & Owen

Grace wanted to desperately follow the advice that Owen gave her, because she wanted to have a god night and not worry about what everyone else was doing - and she found it was easier when she looked up at him, taking in his steady brown eyes and warm smile. The compliment returned made her smile and duck her head, shaking it slowly. “Not really, but thank you all the same,” she said, trying to squash her smile into an acceptable size before looking up at him as he touched her, hand warm and comforting. The request for a dance made her smile again, and she nodded. “You can have as many as you like,” she said sincerely, dropping her hand to his and threading their fingers together before pulling him toward the dance floor, feeling excitement start to flare inside of her. “Do you actually know how to dance?” she asked dubiously, turning to him and placing her arms around his neck and bringing their bodies closer together, which made butterflies stir in her stomach.

A smile that couldn't be cleared from his face became a permanent fixture when Grace said that he could have as many dances as he liked - it was hope that fuelled Owen's feelings for Grace as she took his hand and led them onto the dance floor. It wasn't until that moment as their bodies drew closer together and her arms wove around his neck that he realized how strongly he felt for Grace - how her touch made his heart beat that little bit faster, and he was sure that there wasn't anyone else in the whole world - let alone Hogwarts - he would have rather been there with. "Not really," he said with a laugh, shrugging, as his hands placed themselves demurely on her hips, and he started to rock them back and forth slowly. "But I figure there isn't much to it, really... just do what everyone else does and fake it." The music was slow and beautiful and it was like one of those cheesy moments from a film where Owen looked down at Grace and he studied closely, thinking about kissing her but not doing anything about it. He knew that they weren't dating and she wasn't his, but for just one dance, Owen wanted to pretend that she was, and he held her a little closer, never wanting the music to end.

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You & I || Grace & Owen

Formal occasions always brought Grace back to her roots: to being put on show in front of a crowd of people at Ministry gatherings where self-important people talked about themselves and only themselves. She’d always been her grandmother’s living doll, dressed up and paraded around to show off the future of the Farrow family, and even though her grandmother was miles away, tonight would be no different it seemed. Dancing was usually something that she enjoyed, but so far she hadn’t emerged onto the dancefloor — she felt alienated in her own skin, but especially in her dress. Distracted by self pity as she was, she didn’t notice Owen move to stand beside her until he nudged her arm, his face a soothing balm that almost immediately calmed her nerves. “I guess,” she said in response, shrugging and glancing down, her cheeks heated. “I know these things are meant to be fun, but I don’t know-… it feels competitive in here, you know? Everyone vying for Lowell’s approval, others seeking to out do each other by hating him more-…” Grace looked to Owen and found steadiness in his eyes. “Are you having a good time, though? You look great, by the way,” she added, glancing at his suit with a smile. “Very sharp indeed.”

A vision in pale blue, Owen thought that Grace looked stunning, but it was only after he properly looked at her that he saw she looked sad. Normally when she was sad he'd pull her to the kitchens and make her some tea while the house elves plied her with cakes and scones until she was laughing all over again, but tonight their presence in the Hall was mandatory. Nodding to her evaluation of the competitive nature in the room, he said, "don't worry about everyone else in here, though - focus on what you want and your own experience, yeah? If you have fun, who cares what anyone else is doing." Her compliment to his suit made Owen smile. "It's nothing compared to your dress, though - you look.. amazingly beautiful, Grace, really." After a moment's pause, Owen placed his hand on her elbow, leaning in closer to her. "I know that we didn't come here together, but... could I have a dance? With you?" Owen looked down at her nervously. "Just one?"

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You & I || Grace & Owen

The Great Hall was a blur of people talking, dancing, and laughing while scattered around the edges were the aurors in their dark clothes. It felt like they were being evaluated, and Owen shifted nervously in his suit. He never wore a suit - he had had to owl his parents to ask for it to be sent to him, and with the help of a house elf, had managed to extend the sleeves and legs a little to match his height. He had come alone, mostly because he didn't think he had any right to claim Grace for the whole night, and things with Autumn were still a little tense after their kiss. As Owen replaced his cup on the punch table, he glanced up and spotted Grace through the crowd, standing on the side of the dance floor looking out at them all. She looked perfect: long dress and pale skin seeming to glow under the lights that floated overhead, and Owen didn't hesitate before he sidled over to her. "Alright?" he asked, nudging her with his elbow and leaning casually against the wall beside her, not quite able to keep his eyes off of her.

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Same Mistakes || Autumn & Owen

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Autumn knew that she had no right kissing Owen only days after she learned of his budding romance with Grace. She was in the midst of creating yet another mistake that she would not fully realize the consequences of until she was forced to tell Grace and bear the weight of her best friend’s disappointment and pain. Autumn didn’t know when she began mastering the art of hurting Grace, the one person who stood by her even as she continued making mistake after mistake, but even that knowledge did not stop Autumn from moving closer to Owen and praying he would not push her away. He was feeding into her dangerous craving for human contact and the toxic belief that his reciprocation of the kiss meant that he needed her the way she wished that he did. But even while throwing herself into the kiss, Autumn knew that Owen was not the person she needed or wanted to love her. He was a dear friend, someone to confide in, but if she actually loved him as more than that, it would be his name that preoccupied her thoughts. Instead, all Autumn could think about was Grace. Grace’s face when she found out that Autumn kissed another boy that she liked. Grace’s eyes filled with betrayal while Autumn tried to apologize. Grace turning away yet again and Autumn feeling her heart breaking into a million pieces. Autumn nearly forgot where she was and who she was with until Owen pulled away and asked the question that was also at the back of Autumn’s mind. What were they doing? What was she doing? The only answer Autumn could come up with was betraying her best friend out of pure selfishness. But now that she was confronted out loud, Autumn found herself eager to make excuses rather than face the truth. Leaning in again, Autumn slipped a hand behind Owen’s neck to draw him closer. “Does it matter?” Autumn whispered against his lips before kissing him again, afraid that if she waited too long he would give her the answer she didn’t want to hear.

It had never been difficult to be physical with Autumn - especially when they both knew it meant nothing to either of them - but today, as the film played in the background, it was for Owen. Nothing had changed with Autumn - her brown hair still curled down to her shoulders and her eyes were still that interesting hue that Owen liked, but he had changed. There was something in the kiss that Autumn gave him that seemed to no longer hold the carefree, excited glimmer of teenage hormones - but feelings. Owen knew they weren't feelings directed at him: Autumn only liked him as a friend, Owen knew that, but he worried that she was pouring her feelings for someone else onto him. Owen's own feelings were confusing - feelings of guilt and shame as he kissed Autumn back, fingers tangling in her hair or pausing on her hips to draw her closer, because all Owen could think about was Grace. His heart - like it had done for months now - beat for her, and now that he knew there might be a chance she felt the same, he couldn't in good faith pursue anything with Autumn despite being a free man. "No, wait," he gasped, breaking the kiss again, one hand on Autumn's shoulder, gently pushing her away while his chest heaved. "Autumn, I..." He didn't know how to say it - looking at her now, he wondered if he wouldn't just hurt her when she was already vulnerable. But allowing it continue might only hurt them worse in the end. "I like Grace," he reinstated, and he bit his lip. "A lot, and I... I don't think I can do this, not when... not when I know that I like her for sure. And I know I'm not dating her or anything, so I'm still single, but it just doesn't feel right... does that make sense?" Owen shuffled away from Autumn, giving them some space on the couch so that they weren't touching in so many places anymore. "It just wouldn't feel right doing anything with you when my feelings are for Grace. I'm really sorry," he said, dropping his hand to hers, trying to show that he didn't want her to be embarrassed, or worse, angry. "You know it's not because of you, right? I'll still be your pseudo boyfriend for as long as you want," he added, trying to smile and hoping she'd do the same.

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Another ball?

Bloody hell, at least I don’t have to wear a dress… though robes aren’t exactly comfortable I suppose I could wear jeans and a t-shirt underneath it. Do you think aurors would be sicced on me if I flipped the bird to our new Regime Master?

I don't think even flipping off Lowell will do you any good or relieve the feeling of being sick to your stomach at the sight of him... I thought you might have a fireworks display planned - something big and disruptive to welcome the big guy to the position in true Hogwarts style.

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So we’re expected to dress up and welcome the new Minister of Magic with enthusiasm? That’s not quite the emotion the election elicits.

It's interesting that McGonagall had to ask us to be enthusiastic - seems like even she was forcing it a little, don't you think? If no one wants the Minister here - let alone being Minister - why are we even doing it? What if we just... didn't go?

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Well, it's not bad news...

A new minister could do a lot of good…right? And with all the depressing news out there recently, it’s nice to have something that seems positive…

Key word being seems positive. I'm not really sure myself what's going to happen, but at this point I'm almost expecting something bad, you know? What a terrible way to live... expecting bad news at every turn.

"incendio."

It was still a work in progress in learning how to share his thoughts and feelings with people — he had told Pax that he would try, but starting small was even difficult, and as Owen replied, Keller replied that if he was going to learn how to make progress, then there couldn’t be anyone better than Owen. “Not really,” he admitted, frowning. “I don’t think anyone knows what really happens in the Department of Mysteries, and the fact that they’re called Unspeakables doesn’t give me much confidence either — secrets and lies only damage people in the end,” Keller said, shaking his head and watching the newspaper rotate slowly, consumed by flames. “As for what he’ll be like as Minister-… I don’t have much faith at all. Once, Zane and Julia went to the Ministry and people were talking about Lowell in fear — that’s always stuck with me, so-… if he imposed that kind of regime as an employee, imagine what he’ll be like as Minister.”

Owen was rather out of touch with wizarding politics - he didn't know much about muggle ones either, but what he did know was that the Ministry was slowly becoming a place of lies and secrets, and as Keller pointed out, that could only damage them in the end. "Talking about him in fear?" Owen repeated, eyebrows raised, feeling something drop in his stomach. "So he's kind of more like a dictator than the leader of a democratic society..." There were shivers on Owen's skin that even the flame from the newspaper burning couldn't abate, "What are we going to do?" he asked quietly, looking to Keller worriedly. "Not only do we now have a Minister whose potentially a really bad man, but werewolves and vampires around the school... it feels hopeless," he concluded.

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