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#( ⊱ ━━ 𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆┊nathaniel. )

hoe-cuspocus‌:

❛ i’m just looking for a little PEACE and quiet, there’s no way in hell i’m sleeping in the circus that’s set up in our dorms. what’s another detention added to the roster, how much trouble can i realistically get into if i camp out by the quidditch pitch ? ❜

“ a lot, probably, “ nate replied with a wry frankness. “ but why let that stop you? I’m sure the school has plans to --- I don’t know, seem very everything - in - its - place with the families here. and a student on the quidditch pitch is not very everything - in - its - place. but it could be fun, which makes it sound worth it enough to me. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊odette doge. )

arielmuhckay‌:

ariel watched with a pleasant smirk as nate seemed to shift into the gear she had asked of him. ( boy did it feel good to feel good — she’d spent far too much of the last week thinking of her mother and her impending absence at the coming christmas celebrations. the first christmas without her had been unbearable. something told her the second wouldn’t be any easier. nathaniel’s mock seriousness made it better — he was a lightness where the rest of her friends were heavy and dark with unwanted sympathy. ) smirk turning to a grin, she nodded. ❛ why, of course. what if i wear my smallest dress to pick you up? would that just emphasis their disappointment in your choice of friends? ❜

“ this might come as an absolute shock to you, ariel, but I’m sure that I’d love your smallest dress --- which really only guarantees that they’d hate it. “ his amusement won out over any false seriousness he’d shrugged on; not a big surprise that it proved too much work to keep up, as conversations with ariel tended to leave nate feeling like a boy without a war. seeing her smirk bloom into a smile was enough to have his mouth mirroring hers. “ it’s the perfect plan. alas --- I’m probably staying here for the holidays. we’ll have to save it for some other time. maybe easter hols, if the staff loosens up their hold on us by then. but they’re not coming up for that dinner at least, so I get out of time with them without making you freeze for it. win - win, yeah? “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊ariel mackay. )

joyaxly‌:

— jo sat at the desk closest to the bay of windows at the front of the classroom, where they were awash in afternoon sunlight. n.e.w.t.-level classes meant lots of homework. jo was spending a lot of time there lately; this was due to the fact that flitwick liked them enough to allow the use of the charms classroom as a quiet place to complete their assignments c o u p l e d with their desire to ignore the pain of knowing their parents were not coming to attend the christmas festivities. jo imagined their father’s lined face contorted in a grimace and illuminated by firelight as he burned whatever notice about the holidays that hogwarts had sent.

family, blood status, legacy. they no longer had the first, felt insecure about the second, and knew that the road ahead in building the third no longer relied on knowing somebody who knew somebody, but in succeeding based on their own merit. so, their current pet project sat in front of them – their own necklace (thin silver chain with a single diamond pendant), hovering in a stasis charm, waiting to be enchanted further.

the young ravenclaw heard footsteps coming up behind them, enough to make the skin on the back of their neck prickle with paranoia. they turned:

“i’m not really in the mood for company right now, unless you want to be a test subject!”

“ test subject? “ nate asked, voice a vicious drawl as it left his lips. the really quite glaring level of incredulity he shoved into those two words was more to mask his surprise than anything else; something futile, in all likelihood, since he rarely remembered to school his features.

nate knew of a couple of rooms that didn’t see a ton of foot traffic once classes were out. flitwick’s was one of them --- if not the least deserted, then one of the quickest for him to duck into. he used them to smoke, when it was too cold outside and he couldn’t be arsed to hunt down gloves, on an almost rotating schedule; remembering that schedule ( generously called such ) was enough work for him. he hadn’t even thought to peek into the room before throwing the door open. “ what exactly would you be testing on me? the same thing you’re doing to that necklace, there? “ he asked jo, cocking his head at them while the general shock in him died out, naturally.

they were sitting right by the window he’d intended to crack open. of course. he shut the door behind him and leaned against the heavy wood, a quick and teasing grin spreading over his face. maybe he could make his presence obnoxious enough to win out over the ravenclaw. “ would I like the test? “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊jo yaxley. )

carpioh‌:

。• * ☪ he gave a quick and happy nod , the boy content with the laugh ( if it could even be called that ) that he received in response . ❛ ha ! your grandpa just sold out your parents ? i like him already . but seriously , i’d think it was normal for people to get … i dunno , BORING with old age , but then my parents kinda ruined that theory . ❜ he gave a lazy shrug , suddenly a little more comfortable with the topic than he had been only a couple minutes prior . apparently , he easily forgot that most children were embarrassed of their parents ; or at least possessing a traditionally awkward relationship with them . ❛ you’d be a vegan buddy ? ❜ he asked with widened eyes , shock clearly painted across his youthful features . ❛ could we tell them i converted you ! oh gosh , that would be so cool ! y’know , people say it’s terrible , people meaning ME , but it’s really not that bad . i swear ! ❜

“ he sold them out to me, but if my mom asks him shit about me, he SINGS like a canary. no moral backbone, that man. if he were here, he’d tell your parents you asked him to lie about the vegan thing two seconds into the conversation. “ nate shook his head --- his grandad was probably his favorite blood relation. but the man deserved to be called out ( and there was something kind of fitting in calling him out to a kid he’d never meet. ha! ) and roen seemed like he could use some commiserating. “ maybe your parents are just saving getting boring until they reach ... like, really, REALLY old age. “ nate shrugged, the action a twin to roen’s own shrug, and let his head loll comfortably to look skyward for a moment. “ but even if they’re decidedly not boring yet, yeah --- I’d be down to be a buddy. your parents can think you converted someone, and mine can have an absolute hidden shit - fit trying to figure out what being vegan even is. it’s a two for one deal that I would love to see unfold. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊roen carpio. )

carpioh‌:

。• * ☪ ❛ WHY ? you’re hecka cool ! ❜ it didn’t register to roen that his words might have come across as weird . over the course of his life , he learned that certain things his parents did were considered unorthodox . as a result , he would try his best not to follow . that being said , the compliments and honest positive opinions were something that never really went away ( alongside his inability to curse ) . ❛ looming . that’s terrifying . just …. promise you won’t judge me for what you’re DEFINITELY gonna see . also , if they ask , i’m vegan . ❜ he gave a casual nod , as if his request wasn’t anything out of the ordinary . oooooh if nate only knew how often roen lied about the different foods he ate .

nate’s smile slid somewhat sideways --- not a smirk, but something decidedly off - center, directed at roen’s words. “ oh, thanks, man, “ he said with half a laugh chasing his words. “ but, kinda sadly, my parents’ definition of cool happens to be different from EVERYONE ELSE I know. now, anyway --- I have it on good authority, namely, my granddad, that they were wild when they first met. but then they got uncool in their old age, and now think I’m lame, or something. “ it was maybe an over - simplification of the order of events, but nate’s gripes were far from feigned; commiserating about parents was something he was always down for. “ it IS terrifying, though, “ he defended. “ but I cross my heart on the judgement front --- and I’ll definitely lie to them for you, if you need, fuckin’ ... vegan buddies. "

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊roen carpio. )

doemeadoes‌:

* / ✨ ! ❛ JESUS CHR —– ❜ flattens palm against rapid beating organ , subtle sway bringing them face to face and hers flared red that he should both scare her witless and catch her in the act . ❛ impolite would be thanking me by giving me a heart attack , burke . far too young to die , you know ? ❜ corner of mouth lifts into small grin , willing body forward so they’re not shouting to be heard over the distance . ❛ it was a gift . m’name’s stitched at the corner , actually . anyway , you’re up now … sorry . ❜

“ well. my grandma might have my head to hear me say it, but I’ve never ACTUALLY been all that polite, “ nate admitted in a tight drawl that, to ears familiar with his cadences, would reveal itself as the least casual thing to meander past his lips. “ so I guess that about explains any and all heart attacks given, yeah? “ logically, he knew the kind thing to do would be to hand dorcas an apology; but he was still reeling, uncomfortably, from his surprise wake - up call. but he did spare her a smile; more honest than the one previously tossed her way. he knew he was someone swayed by other people’s shows of earnestness. “ a gift, now? count me in as especially glad I woke up in time to see you, then. I might’ve given you a heart attack, but I’m not HEARTLESS, you know. thank - you’s for stuff like that are best the sooner you get ‘em. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊dorcas meadowes. )

arielmuhckay‌:

❛ a’ight, burke, it’s time to man up. ❜ dropping her books on the table in front of nathaniel, ariel presented him with a wide smirking grin. she stayed standing over his seat at the table in the small corner of the library, enjoying this fleeting moment of being taller than him. ❛ when are you gonna invite me to spend christmas with you and your lovely family? ‘cause i hate to make you relive the sob story, but i unfortunately have no one coming for me. ❜ she was teasing, obviously. ariel and nate weren’t exactly the type of friends to be introducing each other to their families ( yet ), and frankly she already had plans to spend christmas alone — but she was rather fond of teasing nathaniel.

@prodigxls

“ well, mackay, “ nate said, giving ariel a look of mock seriousness as he let his quill fall to the half-started essay in front of him. “ I wasn’t really planning on manning up today, so give me a minute here. “ he hadn’t been planning on much of anything today --- aside from the assignment in front of him that had barely held his attention before ariel’s distracting, and much welcomed, arrival. “ waiting until the last minute to man up is more my speed, “ he began, seriousness ( even feigned as it was ) fading away in favor of amusement. “ so since you’ve caught me off guard here, how about we settle and say ... if they even let us out, you’re cordially invited to get me away from my lovely family on christmas? “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊ariel mackay. )

spliinteriing‌:

there’s a quiet hum that dares echo out of the girl’s lips as her quill scratches against the dry parchment. ophelia hasn’t ever been close to peter, but she is intrinsically f a m i l i a r with healing from wounds. doubt fills her face, brows scrunching closer together as if they might touch as she furiously scribbles out a mistake she’s made. the task drops her defenses; so much so, she’s completely amiss to the fact that she isn’t the only soul that’s occupying one of the alcoves that branch off the main hallway.

“ you need a fresh page of parchment, there? “ nate eyes ophelia, wondering if she was even aware she wasn’t alone --- wondering if, just maybe, announcing his presence so abruptly won’t just assure an affirmative response from her. there was never an easy way to show yourself to someone who didn’t seem aware of you; no gentle, subtle way, either, and nate seldom had the patience to dedicate to gentleness and subtlety. too much work. he rifled in his bag for the proffered parchment , pulling out a rumpled roll and holding it out. “ I’ve also got some muggle correction fluid. much easier than crossing things out and rewriting from scratch. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊ophelia pomfrey. )

doemeadoes‌:

* / ✨ ! a sigh dug from deep beneath delicate ribcage rattles otherwise still air , familiar featured male looks quite uncomfortable seeking scraps of warmth from own cloak in his unconscious state . wishes this wasn’t an evocation beheld before , but regretfully isn’t the case . a hand reaches forward , slender fingers curling inches from broad shoulder . disappears upward and returns with a heavy quilt fresh off her bed . tip of wand caresses its seams , roseatte lips forming a spell and the effects heating its material to cozy proportions . and off comes that cloak to be replaced with its alternative . if this is all benevolent lionheart can do for him , let that be so , figure pivoting without inclination other begins to stir . @prodigxls

nate was not so much a stranger to waking up with no memories of falling asleep --- no. it’d be hard to call himself a stranger to something so commonplace. wasn’t it almost devil - may - care to wake up rumpled in a place he shouldn’t’ve been? wasn’t that perfectly in line with the nathanial burke presented to the world at large? he was familiar with the way it seemed; acquainted with the patterns bred of his modi operandi. the shock of warmth ( it was shocking, to be warm without realizing he was cold; more surprising than waking without realizing he was sleeping --- ) was what did it, and he turned eyes that withheld their surprise to dorcas; he didn’t really like being surprised, but that was easily hidden. he called out, “ how would I have gotten this back to you if I didn’t see it was yours just now? “ he shrugged the blanket away from his body and smiled taut at the gryffindor. “ that matters to me, ‘cause it’d be terribly impolite not to return it. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊dorcas meadowes. )

carpioh‌:

。• * ☪ ❛ bad , ❜ he repeated silently , all too aware that he was being a little DRAMATIC given how fucked up the outside world appeared to be . ❛ … but everyone’s kinda embarrassed of their parents , right ? it’s not just me ? right ? ❜ roen loved his mom and dad . and he knew , without a shadow of doubt , that he was lucky to have such loving and understanding parents . that being said , he often felt smothered ; inexplicably humiliated by the way they acted , the way they carried themselves . it was as if he was the father , and them , the unruly children . ❛ i should just shut up . there are worse things . ❜

nate nodded, an approximation of sage. there wasn’t much to say, right off the bat --- his brain still processing that this letter brushed with petals and a lingering scent was from roen’s parents, not some fourth year admirer trying to capitalize on a holiday spent in the same location. “ right, “ nate repeated in an agreement he wasn’t really qualified to give. then he crossed his arms and cocked his head; taking in the words he’d agreed with in the first place. “ well, actually, no. maybe. I’m not embarrassed of mine, but they might be embarrassed of me, “ he offered. “ which is almost the same thing. “ nate uncrossed his arms to clasp a reassuring hand on roen’s shoulder. “ listen. they are worse things, sure, but what worse thing is more immediate? this dinner is looming. I feel ya.’ “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊roen carpio. )

carpioh‌:

。• * ☪ ❛ OH DEAR GOD . ❜ wide eyes examined the letter before him , parchment painted with grass stains and flower petals . despite spraying his new MANLY cologne , roen now smelled of lilacs and apple blossoms . his parents had no shame their son had taken it all upon conception . ❛ no , no , no , no , ❜ he continued to mumble helplessly as he let his head hang in defeat . the letter they had happily written stated what he had feared : they were coming for the holiday dinner . roen had enough trouble trying to fit it . their presence would do nothing but make him stand out ; make him the weird kid with the even weirder parents .

“ I’m gonna really go out on a limb here --- and guess that that letter doesn’t have any good news? “ nate smirked, the edge of it coloring his words as he tried to get a closer look at the page in roen’s hands. not with any intent to read it ( talk about a breach of privacy ) but he couldn’t believe the greenery on the thing. he’d seen less plant life in his mother’s garden. it seemed like the kind of thing a someone might try and do to get someone’s attention. real love letter activity --- nate was curious about what such a sweet - looking letter could’ve done to get THIS kind of reaction. “ usually, three ‘ no’s ‘ can go either way; sarcasm or maybe you just like saying things in threes, whatever . four, though, that’s real cut and dry. how bad could it be? “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊roen carpio. )

fabiuhn‌:

。• * ☪ ❛ that was such an ANGSTY teenage thing to say . add in a ‘parents just don’t understand’ and a ‘i’m just a kid and life is a nightmare’ and you’ve hit the trifecta . ❜

❛ i’m not a gossip , nate ! that being said , if ya walked down the hall thataways , you MIGHT hear somethin’ about the two goin’ in for a kiss …. and not being able to separate . poor bastards are literally lip-locked . ❜

“ fabian ... life IS a nightmare. though I guess I haven’t legally been a kid since I turned seventeen. and I guess parents understand some --- mine, for example, understand how to throw a KILLER dinner party. “

“ aw, c’mon ... everyone in this school’s a gossip. in fact, I’ll be sure to spread the rumor that you didn’t spread this rumor --- right after I satiate my need for a stroll down the hall, thataways. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊fabian prewett. )

dclhov‌:

“ glad knowing that we are on the same page. D U N G E O N S give a nice sense of the coziness too. ”

“ the dungeons are almost the coziest damn place I’ve ever lived --- so, definitely on the same page. “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊antonin dolohov. )

macdonuhld‌:

her gaze lingered, a distinct gleam in her dark eyes that was more befitting of a pirate than a princess. ❛ — then i guess you’d better work EXTRA hard to make sure you leave a good impression. ❜ momentarily distracted by the compliment on her wandwork, she glanced over at the teacups in question. ❛ — well, now you’re just FLATTERING me. ❜

“ quite the pity that ‘ working hard ‘ always involves hard work, “ he joked, trying to match mary’s attitude. “ though, I imagine most would agree you’re worth the effort? “ nate looked around, like he needed to take an extra look at the decorations --- never mind that they’d been the same all night, and he wasn’t likely to alight on any new piece of decor. “ of course! I’ve heard that flattery gets you everywhere and I just had to try, right? “

#( ⊱ ━ 𝐈.┊chat. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓.┊mary macdonald. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐄.┊halloween dance. )#incantarehalloween

how does it feel knowing you disappointed mary with your costume?

“ — awful, of course. but, it’d feel more awful if I didn’t know that, in some way, she understood that halloween has some very important rules. and that there’s no sexy beast costumes about. “

#( ⊱ ━━ 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒆┊a. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐀.┊honesty hour. )

what are u thinking about right now

“ FUCK. I guess I should try and think of a less boring answer, but the truth is that I’m starving, and all that’s on my mind is a truly perfect pile of buttery mashed potatoes. dream potatoes. “

#( ⊱ ━━ 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒆┊a. )#( ⊱ ━ 𝐀.┊honesty hour. )

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