Percy

"Kindness is about loving people more than they deserve."

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missmmckinnon:

“No, no your’e right,” Marlene nodded, feeling slightly abashed, “It wouldn’t make any sense. Greenhouses are supposed to be warm any way.” Sometimes she couldn’t help herself from rambling, saying whatever thoughts came into her head whether or not they made sense. It did tend to be a little more pronounced around other girls. Like she just needed to talk to escape whatever awkwardness she was feeling. 

That made sense, “Have you ever tried playing music to them?” She asked. Apparently the daft rambling nonsense wasn’t completely done. Or at least silly questions, “It’s been alright, looking forward to Halloween. What about you?” 

Percy smiled again, nodding. “I have actually! There’s one house plant that especially likes jazz, so I like to keep music playing in the common room as much as I can so they can groove and be happy even when there isn’t anybody there. I know that plants grow better with classical music playing, music like hard rock actually discourages growth. Isn’t that interesting?” Percy realized she was starting to go off and cleared her throat, abruptly stopping herself from continuing to talk about plant research and boring the other girl. “Oh I’m very excited for Halloween! I enjoy it a lot, I’ve always loved dressing up in costumes and such even as a kid! The lore around Halloween is fascinating as well. What do you like about it?”

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sliverelegance:

“Hogwarts trips older students as well not just first years,it easy to gret lost in this castle . i say your going the opposite direction so turn around then take a right left right another right then a left then you should be there” 

Percy couldn’t help her eyes from widening. Oh my, that’s a lot of directions... She as quickly as she heard, hoping that she hadn’t mixed the words up, before smiling gratefully at the other. “Thanks, that’s really helpful. Oh I’m, uh, Percy by the way.”

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xgaspardshingletonx:

Gaspard took a long time to think it all over. Gaspard had always been a thinker before a speaker–and perhaps this spoke to his past, from before he was a Shingleton. Usually, he imagined that Persephone didn’t mind it. Though, at that moment he imagined she wished he’d give her answers sooner. “Maybe you need a bigger secret,” he suggested. “If you have a bigger secret, then she’ll be more interested in that then she will be in outing you. Or maybe she has actual boundaries and won’t do such a thing?” He watched her, head tilted to one side, eyes soft. In the next moment he put an arm around her, resting his head on hers. “No matter what she does–or no matter anything else that happens–I’m always going to be here. You know that, right? If she does out you–we’ll get through it together.”

“A— a bigger secret? Like, uh, like what? What could... I. Isn’t Miss Echo, like, going for shock and stuff? I guess... something more shocking?” Percy leaned into Gaspard, soaking up his warmth and finding more comfort in the gesture than she’d thought. She wrapped an arm of her own around him, eyes shut tight. She didn’t want to acknowledge the tears that escaped, racing down her cheeks. “I...” She sniffed, her breath shaky. “I know, Gaz. Thank you, for... being here for me. I... yeah.” She swallowed. “We— we’ll get through it. I love you, Gazzy.”

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xguymcgonagallx:

With the largest grin of all, Guy clapped and let out a few woots. “Atta girl!” He was quite proud that he had gotten someone else to try the strange concoction that was Suicide. It was something they could bond over, he thought. “So…tell me. How do you feel? Invincible? Sick to your stomach? Ambivalent? Nothing? Please don’t tell me you feel not a single change.”

Upon tasting the drink, Percy couldn’t help but wrinkle her eyebrows. She held the cup, twirling between her hands, as she attempted to make sense of the myriad of flavors that assaulted her senses. To be quite frank she’d rather spit it out, but instead forced herself to swallow. “Uh,” her mouth started speaking before her brain could catch up, “Well, it’s... I don’t really know what it tastes like... but it’s... definitely, um, interesting?” She wasn’t positive if it was nausea she was feeling, but it was close enough. “What...” She coughed. “What inspired you to do...this?” She was struggling to find something positive to say.

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xtedtonksx:

Ted considered, and then shook his head. “Yeah, but she’s the professor. She’s nice, but she’s still a little intimidating. Plus, she’s probably really busy.” His eyes widened. “Not that you aren’t! I just–you’re a student, so you might not be as busy? I don’t know. I would love if you could help me. And you’re so nice too!”

Percy laughed lightly, unable to keep a smile away. “Okay! If you think I can help you I’d love to tutor you, Ted.” She passed over the paper she’d been writing on, pushing it in front of him. “Does this bit make sense, at least?”

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missmmckinnon:

“I, er, I mean it’s nice in theory but it totally messes with my hair, y’know?”  “D’you ever think–Maybe it’d be good if the Greenhouses had, like, charmed windows when it rained so the rain could, like, water the plants and stuff,” That probably sounded even more daft than trying to hide from the rain in the building. Would totally ruin the point of hiding away. 

Marlene leaned over to study the plant, “Oh right!” She brightened slightly and she straightened up again, “I remember that one. You need to pick it at the full moon, yeah?” 

Percy nodded solemnly in agreement. “I totally know.” She glanced around as the other spoke, considering her words. “That’s interesting, I haven’t considered that... I’m not sure, it could work though!”

She grinned, happiness mirroring Marlene’s. “Yup, this is the one! It’s a finicky fellow, but he really flourishes when given the proper love and attention.” She just held herself back from stroking the leaves again and cleared her throat, drawing her gaze back to the other girl. “So how have you been lately?”

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xguymcgonagallx:

“The taste is best described as indescribable.” Guy smiled, holding the drink out further to her. “C’mon. Join in the fun! One of us. One of us. One of us.”

Percy couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh no, chanting Freaks quotes can’t be good. But you’ve peer pressured me, I can’t back out now!” Without allowing herself time to second-guess, she grabbed the offered drink and took a swig.

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xtedtonksx:

“Really? That’s pretty cute.” Instead of the confused and thinking look he’d been sporting for Percy’s little lesson, he was now smiling. “I like the idea of the plants being so friendly. ‘Hello, my name is…’” He laughed. And then tried to rein himself in to be serious again. “Sorry, sorry. How about the one we’re learning in class this week?” As he asked the question, he tried to commit the distinguishers to memory. Color…shape…–er…texture.

Percy laughed lightly. “Oh, my plants were the politest. They minded their ‘pleases’ and ‘thank yous’!” She continued to smile as he apologized. “It’s no problem, Ted. You have a lovely smile! I hope I can help you get those marks you want!” Percy didn’t really remember what they were learning that week, so she tried her best to think of something else helpful to say. “Well, you know, we don’t have to try to cover everything right here, right now. Of course we can continue to talk now, but I don’t mind tutoring you if you would like some help.” She suddenly felt embarrassed for no good reason, smiling sheepishly. She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable after all. “Or just, y’know, you could also ask Professor Sprout since it’s her job and all.” 

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xgaspardshingletonx:

Gaspard nodded. He knew that would be her answer. It’d been hard enough coming out to him–her twin, the person she was probably closest too, and someone she knew there would be backlash from–so he could imagine that it would be much harder to come out to anyone else. He, himself, hadn’t talked much about his sexuality, but he wasn’t hiding it either. It was just known or it popped into conversation if there were a reason for it. But that’s how Gaspard was with everything. The only secrets he kept were merely things that had never come up. “I know,” he said, his voice still low. “And I would never want you to speed it up. That’s for you, Cece. For you to decide how and when and who and in what way. Do you really think that she knows, though?” He held her hands, rubbing his thumbs against the back of them, and maintaining direct eye contact.

Percy made a low, distressed sound in the back of her throat, but the soft touch to her hands calmed her down somewhat. “I... I don’t know. I don’t— I don’t have any idea. She could! She could know anything, right? And— and what if she just tells everyone? Posts it up and then everybody knows? What will I do?” She was starting to get herself worked up again, but she didn’t know what else to do.

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missmmckinnon:

“Yeah? This a special project or are you just taking care of the regular watering?” It wasn’t that she didn’t care about Herbology or the plants in general. She liked the class and everything, but didn’t tend to think about them outside of that context, “Yeah, yeah 

“Kinda just started pouring buckets out there,” Marlene gestured to the glass roof with all the dark clouds and rain overhead. Curiously she stepped forward, looking a little more closely at the plant Percy was tending to, “What, er, who? Is this?” 

“Oh, I’m just doing the regular watering right now. Checking up on the plants, making sure they’re getting enough light, looking them over for bugs, cleaning the leaves, things like that. Normal maintenance things.”

Now that Percy was looking for it, the rain was obvious. She smiled faintly. “Oh I like the rain. Probably not getting stuck in it, obviously, but... the sounds and the smell of clean water are nice.” She released the plant, not wanting to pull top hard on the small, delicate greenery. “This one right here? It’s fluxweed. It’s used in a lot of healing potions and poultices. Polyjuice Potion too, I think.”

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xgaspardshingletonx:

With ease and remarkable grace, Gaspard slowly ascended form his seat and stood in front of his sister. He trained his dark eyes on her. It was his experience that whenever he did this, people tended to look away. Though, Persephone was, perhaps, far more used to the natural intensity of his gaze. He was concerned for her. Worried. Though, this may not have shown on his face. “Hey,” he said, tone low. “Hey, hey. Relax.” He could have taken a gander at the answer to the question he was about to ask, but he asked it anyways. “Tell me–what are you most worried about her knowing? About her revealing?” 

Her head snapped up to meet his gaze when he spoke and she tried her best to calm down, not that it did much. She took a deep breath. In, she thought, and out. She spoke softly, just barely loud enough to her twin to hear. “You know what I’m most afraid of. I don’t...” She had to put all her focus on just breathing. “I don’t think I’m ready for anyone to know I’m gay. I mean, I’ve only told you, but just... the idea that she might know and might just tell everyone is kind of freaking me out.” Correction: she was definitely freaking out.

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xguymcgonagallx:

“Of course.” Guy scooted closer to the girl, holding the drink out and giving it a small swirl. “It’s MagiCola, Zapp’s Lemon-Lime, Dr. Mojo, Orange Drink, Shamanaid, blue sports drink…” He trailed off, ticking them off in his head. “Oh! And some Butterbeer. It’s really not that bad. Some wix actually quite like it!” 

She laughed lightly. “Wow, so quite the eclectic combination of sodas then! I’m kind of interested to try it now! What’s it taste like? Other than a sugar coma, I mean.”

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xtedtonksx:

Ted put on his focus face. Which was him with wide, glazed eyes and a deep scowl. He was, at the very least, taking in all of the information that Persephone was giving him. Whether it stayed in or not was another matter entirely. “Mhm…y-yeah. It makes sense. The problem is–they all look the same? To me? How am I supposed to remember which needs which, let alone which one it even is?”

“Sometimes plants just look alike, and if you can’t remember the little differences when you’re physically handling them, just label them. When I was first getting into gardening pretty much every one of my pots had a ‘hello my name is...’ sticker on them. If it comes to a specific plant you’re having trouble with, l can help you remember then, but unless you have something particular in mind, I can only give generic advice.

“The things to look out for to differentiate between plants are,” She wrote down the next few words she spoke, “leaf shape, leaf color, leaf texture...” She stopped writing then. “and then other things are more obvious. Like how a small plant is difficult to mistake for a really big one. Is there one you have in mind?”

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forgetfulfortescue:

Alice looked down at her friend’s hand on her and bit her lip. The contact and the fact that her friend was worried made her feel bad, though she did appreciate the fact that she cared. This didn’t stop the coil of guilt in her stomach, however. “Um…” She shook her head. “Did you want to talk about anything?”

Percy was pretty sure something was wrong, but she didn’t want to push Alice, didn’t want to upset her. So she would drop it, for now. “Oh I was just asking how you’re doing. If you ever found out about the Hogsmeade trip, too.” She smiled. “I’m looking forward to being able to hang out with you!”

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forgetfulfortescue:

Alice blinked quickly and smiled instinctively, realizing that her damp mood might be causing some of her friends to get worried. “Oh, nope, not really.” She picked up a piece of toast and took a bite. “Just sort of tired, I suppose.”

Percy didn’t move her hand, however. She had, after all, heard the fortune from Miss Echo. It was sort of stressing her out too, not that she’d ever admit to it. “You sure? Because I’m here if you want to talk about anything.” She smiled at her friend.

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Gaspard sat, arms pulled tight across his chest, as he watched his sister pace back and forth in front of him. She was, probably, too high-strung for whatever it was that was making her pace. But that was Cece. She overthought, over-emoted. Gaspard, in kind, overthought and under-emoted. But it worked. They balanced each other out. Gaspard had learned to keep his emotions in his core because he knew that it would benefit his sister. “Cece,” he said, his voice even–though there were hint of warmness reserved for her and her alone. “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s going on.”

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Percy tried to slow her thoughts, to no avail. She was barely staving off a panic attack. “It’s just...” Her chest felt tight. “This whole ‘Miss Echo’ thing is freaking me out a little bit. It’s like, how much does she know? Does she know everything? Does she know anything? If she knows... things about people, is she just going to go around telling people those things? This sounds, like, potentially social life ruining. You know, not that I care too much about a ‘social life’, but I don’t really want to be made fun of or anything, you know?” She continued to pace, wringing her hands. “It sounds bad. Doesn’t it sound bad? Like, I don’t know what to do about how bad this sounds...”