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paige lennox: pure-blood, seventh year slytherin, chess club, potions club, herbology club

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The young man walks through the cavern, his wand in hand. A lumos spell illuminates the tunnel as far as the eye can see. There’s nothing particularly spectacular about the tunnel, aside from its size. The ceiling of the tunnel stands a few hundred feet above, unseen in the darkness beyond the range of his lumos charm. The ground beneath his feet is stone, rugged and covered in dust and dirt. Every few feet or so, he sees a skeleton or a carcass of a big animal: a half of a cow tossed against a wall here, the clean and picked skeleton of a lion there. Still the young man marches on.

The darkness ahead of him is menacing, but the young man remains confident as he moves forward. He hears low growling echoing around, the origin coming from far in front of him. He slowly makes his way closer and closer, deeper and deeper into the caverns.

Time moves on, and finally he sees exactly what he was sent in to find: a beautiful green Chinese Fireball dragon, slumbering against the back wall of the cavern, where the tunnel finally ends. Shocked and awe-inspired by the sight of the dragon, Basil chuckles softly to himself. Suddenly, the dragon moves, slowly waking from its sleep, its giant purple orb of an eye opening and staring at the young man. It stands, rearing its massive head before opening his mouth, a spray of blue flame descending upon him from the mouth of the beast…

Basil awakes with a startle, breathing heavily as his head turns frantically in search of the beast. Yet instead of the dragon’s cavern, he finds himself in the library of Hogwarts, his Monster Book of Monsters open and beneath his head, flipped to the page describing the anatomy of the Chinese Fireball. He looks to his side, his vision still too hazy to truly recognize the person standing beside him.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, trying to slow his breathing a bit as he wakens again. “I must’ve dozed off…”

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“it must have been quite a frightening dream,” replies paige lennox, who is sitting across from him with an ancient looking scroll in front of her.

though paige was notorious for being advanced in potions, the subject that had taken over her interests as of late were poisons and antidotes. so, she was scanning the document, looking intently at the detailed drawings of plants that were long extinct. it seemed that both she and basil were indulging in fantasy.

“were you dreaming about monsters?” she asks, not looking up.

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paige had always been used to being told what to do--it seemed that her entire life had been carefully planned out for her before she was even born. though she had been rebelling quietly for years, she had never had the courage to blatantly go against her family’s will. she knew that she was approaching a crossroad where she would have to make that choice. “i think...” she started, then shook her head, giving her roommate a small smile, “i think i’d like to take you up on that hogsmeade offer, if you don’t mind.”

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paige nearly jumped up, quickly grabbing niamh’s wrist. “then let’s go! he should be in his free period right now, so we don’t have to worry about other students giving us a hard time,” she explained as they approached the potions room. professor kader was sitting at his desk, eyes scanning a scroll (probably the latest exam from the third years, given the totally bored expression on his face). 

“so what’s the plan?” the slytherin half-whispered to her friend.

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paige thought that she may cry right there, the weight of the world off of her shoulders. she cracked a smile at bea’s joke but kept her gaze downtrodden, afraid to look up at her friend. she wiped a small tear from her eye and chuckled, her face burning red. “we’ll keep it very civil, for the good of the children. i...” she sighed, “i don’t know what i am. but ever since everything started falling apart, she’s been the person i want to cling to the most. when i think about home, my family, any of that, it’s her. it’s always been her,” she explained, finally looking up at beatrice. “i don’t know what i’m supposed to do now.”

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“oh, i’m alright,” paige replied quickly, her fingers curling around nothing. she almost wished she had something to grip onto like a teddy bear or a blanket--a childish response, but it made her feel better than standing there numbly. however, seeing roxanne put a little bit of color back into the world. though paige had a soft spot for all of the weasleys (with a clear favorite in dominique), roxanne had always secured a special place in her heart. her sense of humor and fierce sense of loyalty had been clear since she was a child, and it only made paige find her more and more endearing. she perked up at the thought of candy and seemed to find her smile again, “you’re too sweet. i’ll have to take you up on it. it seems that all of my chocolates are disappearing faster than i anticipated,” she said. a part of her wanted to immediately pour her feelings out to the fifteen year old, but it was her rigidity that held her back. “are you doing alright? how are your parents?” she asked softly--everything about paige seemed soft, from the gentle downturn of her eyes to the tone of her voice, naturally soft-spoken.

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“you’re very kind, saffron,” paige said, a polite smile on her face. one of the remnants of the etiquette classes that she took as a child; it was very easy for paige to turn on a quiet charm without it appearing too forced. she paused at the question, then answered, “well, yes. with everything this summer, he and my mother...” in truth, fae and xander had almost not allowed paige to finish her education at hogwarts for fear of her safety, but finally relented after some time to think. “well, you know i’m not very strong at magic except for potions. they feel better if i can protect myself.”

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paige had always resented being called a prodigy as a child--a prodigy implied one who was as skilled as an adult as a child, and paige thought that her skills has already surpassed that of many adults (although she would never say it out loud).

“then let’s do it!” paige said, always happy to have a willing participant in her experiments. of course, there was the potential threat that the potion would hurt niamh somehow, but--well, it was a small risk. “it looks like i’ve got all of the ingredients except for one, and i know that professor kader has some. i’ll whip up the first part of the potion, then, well...are you alright with making a distraction?”

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paige sighed, taking a shaky breath inward as she tried to focus her thoughts. she couldn’t look directly at beatrice for fear of what her reaction may be. lately, she had been thinking about her relationship with her other roommate and what the redhead had meant to her for the past few years. she looked down at her hands, then, in one, swift sentence, said that words that took the weight of the world off of her shoulders, 

“i’m in love with her.”

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“oh, you’re the greatest,” paige said, practically beaming. there were few things that gave her the joy she experienced when she ate something sweet. in fact, paige posited, it was probably for the best that her mother limited her access to sweets when she was young--though even now, the girl could hardly resist the temptation to gorge herself on an entire box of chocolates at once. temporarily relieved of her stress, she gave a little shrug. one of the benefits of being the daughter of xander lennox was access to his potions lab and the assortment of ingredients she could pick from. “i know, i have a feeling that even some of the students in potions club would be a little tense if i brought it in,” she said. “my father actually gave me some wonderful items for my potions chest this year, i think he was a bit concerned for me.”

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paige couldn’t help but crack around beatrice--she had known the other girl for too long, and her usual defense mechanisms were useless. “of course,” she smiled gingerly, “oh, i know. i can’t believe how gorgeous the hemlock looks.” although she wanted to stay on the subject of plants, she felt the knot in her chest was making it painful to breathe. she sighed and slumped next to her roommate, burying her face in her hands. “it’s dom,” she choked out. there had been many realizations about her best friend as of late, and the news from this morning brought them all to a head. 

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♔ ♔ — ┊THE FRIENDS THAT POISON TOGETHER, STAY TOGETHER - an aesthetic ┊— ♔ ♔

      Paige Lennox and Beatrice Zabini

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paige watched the other boy flip through the potions book, thinking fondly of her latest experiments. even when the entire world seemed out of sorts, potions always made sense to her--part of why in times of distress, she could often be found putting in extra hours for the potions club, churning out whatever was suggested to her (and in her power to make). she blinked at scorpius, then gave him a polite nod. “yes, i was. we’re doing a sort of basic lesson today anyway,” she said, leaning back in her seat and pinching the bridge of her nose, her eyes shutting. “i’m just exhausted. it’s strange, how full of energy i’ve been since school started, and now it’s all drained. ...i suppose i should write a letter to my parents soon. i’m sure they’re worried.”

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“raspberry loaf?” paige asked, trying to stop herself from drooling at the thought. despite her prim and proper appearance, the young witch was notorious for her sweet tooth, oftentimes bartering with young muggleborn students to get coveted muggle candies. she returned to earth to explain her latest experiment, “well, i’ve been looking to make an antidote for dragon poison--i’ve got a vial of peruvian vipertooth in my dorm that i’ve been toying with, trying to work backwards in making it less toxic. if i can understand exactly what makes it poisonous, i should be able to figure out what could negate that poison,” she explained.

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“yes, i think so,” paige replied softly, trying to divert the subject away from her present state. besides, it was making her feel better to think about anything else. she perked up at the compliment, taking it gracefully. “well, i wouldn’t go that far, but thank you. i’ve been doing some interesting experimentation lately, playing with poisons and all that. i think i may be onto a breakthrough with--” she cut herself off, realizing that she was starting to babble. “sorry, how rude of me. what have you been up to?”