Prunella Lestrange

𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ｔｅａｍ, 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝓶𝓸𝓪𝓷, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 🅓🅡🅔🅐🅜 , 𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒆 ａｌｏｎｅ. 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝓯𝓵𝔂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗲𝘀𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓮𝓻: 🅚🅔🅔🅟 🅞🅝 🅣🅔🅢🅣🅘🅝🅖 🅜🅔, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 ｈｅｒ！

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ravensyw:

       he backed away from the bar again, though he remained at a comfortable distance while she pointed out the others in the room. sycamo combed his fingers through his hair, pushing it back from his forehead — the fidgeting merely a distraction. “there are many evident things in this room, is beauty the only evident thing you choose to acknowledge?” he chose to sip the drink then and avert his gaze elsewhere, the taste completely new to him but it was quite nice compared to his usual firewhiskey. with a grin returning to his mouth, he met her eyes for a second before walking away to the spot by the window again — he really just assumed she would follow. it was mainly to avoid the often reoccurring conversation he always happened into. 

     prunella pursed her lips at sycamo’s behavior, noting the discomfort and the palpable tension that, once again, she found them surrounded in. “yes, it is,” she huffed as he walked away, waiting a moment and finishing her bellini and asking for another before joining sy again by the window, a small -- but quite obvious and unusual -- distance between them. “you may have to find some other witch to drag on the dance floor, tesoro -- i’m far too sober for that and i think that i may need to turn in soon and get my beauty sleep, you know?”

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ravensyw:

he took in the surroundings before he followed along, the smile he wore never fading. that is, until she spoke up to the bartender. sycamo furrowed his brows in confusion and couldn’t help but shift his eyes between he and her for a moment. “i’ll have what she’s having…” he muttered with a wave of his hand, looking to her with a small shake of his head before pushing back from the bar and deciding to explore a tad longer. better to walk away then make something of it, really. sycamo found himself over at the tall windows that looked over the sea, a wave of jealousy hitting him now that he had stopped. of course, it wasn’t a feeling he was necessarily used to so he couldn’t shake it so easily. sy only waited a few seconds longer before he returned to grab his drink, eyes on prue but the following directed to the bartender, “thanks handsome.” he pointed his finger at prue and narrowed his eyes, “you, i can’t take you anywhere. what is this? why’d you call him handsome? he’s not… that… handsome…” he wrinkled his nose, keeping his voice low and lifting the drink to his mouth. “please just not around me…” he sighed, eyeing the drink before taking a small sip, “unless the end goal is to get free drinks…”

     "well first off, that’s not how i sound, and that’s also not true in the slightest, and you know it. he’s quite handsome actually, and he’s handsome,” prunella gestured to a wizard across the room, “she’s beautiful,” at a witch, “you’re handsome -- i appreciate beauty when it’s evident,” she pointed out. “i wasn’t trying to --” she realized she was about to lie, she was trying to stir the pot a bit -- mostly to avoid her own feelings once again and direct them somewhere else -- and just decided to cut the sentence short, instead focusing on the drinks that had been placed in front of them. taking a sip from the prosecco and nectar based drink, “free drinks are always a welcome possibility, tesoro.”

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ravensyw:

his cheeks burned a soft red when she mentioned he had become her cuore — whatever that meant — too. now he had a hope that its meaning was deeper than she would outwardly admit, and that this special thing between them really was mutual. “okay,” he accepted the reminder with a nod and, for a moment, tried to remember how to say the word, a small smile on his lips, “my cuore.” sycamo ran his fingers through his hair and diverted his gaze to the floor, knowing he was wanting to push his limits with this — with her, and so he took a small step away from her but didn’t lose the doting glint in his eyes. “join me for a drink?” he offered, motioning to one of the ship’s restaurants just behind him. “wouldn’t be opposed to a dance either,” sy raised his brows in a mischievous way, turning then to at least give it a once over if she didn’t want to.

     “i could certainly do with a drink,” prunella agreed quickly, distancing herself fromanything she wanted to say to him after he had repeated my cuore so easily. she had to remind herself that he didn’t know what it meant. “though we will have to see about the dance, tesoro.” she began walking towards the restaurant, moving through and to the bar where she greeted the bartender with a coy smile, “well hello there, handsome, can i get a bellini, please? i’m in the mood for something sweet ... and my friend here will have ..?” she trailed off, looking to sy. 

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ravensyw:

“and what does that word mean?” sycamo asked with the raise of a brow, studying her face as he awaited her response. “if that’s what i’m to call you, i should at least know what i’m saying,” he grinned then, assuming it was something that easily declared how smitten he was with her — even though he couldn’t show it. “as much as i admire the reputation you’ve got going on, i do believe the world deserves this prue,” sy whispered through a playful smile, drawing closer to her without taking much notice, “but i am great at keeping secrets, you should know that by now. have i ever broken one of your rules?“

     “you went a long time without knowing what tesoro meant,” she reminded him, recalling the memory of their shopping trip, though quickly pushing it to the back of her mind, that day had stemmed from alcohol and led to hurt feelings. “i’m sure you can go without knowing what cuore means -- just know that it makes sense, or at least i know it does from my end, as you have ended up being mine as well.” she was inching closer to her metaphorical line once again, but luckily she was able to remain a safe distance from it. “no,” she conceded, “i suppose you haven’t broken any spoken rule.” but you have me continuously breaking mine.

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ravensyw:

he wouldn’t push it, not again. but he understood her retreat even if it did disappoint him every time. he just couldn’t shake what he was feeling for her, so he’d just conceal it the best he could. “not even for a minute,” sycamo stated through a dramatic release of his breath, stepping backward into the lift to head down to the next deck for them to walk along. “don’t worry, ella. you’re undeniable and i’d be the biggest fool to replace you. besides, i’ve stuck by you this long… no point trying to find that somewhere else, as tempting as it is,” he laughed a warm laugh — it were moments like these that he wouldn’t trade for anything. “such a sweet and attentive side to the queen serpent herself. seems like i should be the one calling you tesoro.“

     she adverted her eyes again, this time to cover a rather un-prue like blush that had spread across her cheeks, as she quickly tried to compose herself, signature smirk returning when she did. “oh no no, according to what you’ve been saying, i am much more so your cuore than i am your tesoro.” what she did not say was that he was also her cuore, and as usual, it was stressing the hell out of her. she imagined it would probably continue to do so for as long as sy would stay in her life for. perhaps long after that as well, should he come to his senses.  “besides, you must know the rules by now, sy. you can’t tell anyone about it, or it’ll have to disappear to maintain my reputation.

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ravensyw:

he frowned at the laugh and smile that carried something less than humor, his eyes settling on hers to try to sympathize with her rather than respond with words. “you never have to apologize to me,” sycamo stated after easily catching the sincerity in her voice but not lingering on what he was feeling for long, as that would normally get him in some sort of trouble with her. “please, i am a fantastic third wheel,” his hand left the comfort of his arm for a moment to brush his chest with pride, lifting his chin up to further the short lived demeanor. “i’ll go to transylvania when you go. merlin knows i’d never make it out alive on any of those tours without you there to protect me,” sycamo chuckled and continued forward to a nearby lift, “but that’s just my own desire, pay no mind to it. perhaps i can coax another to join me, though my safety would not be certain.”

   “i feel like i do with everyth --” she thought she should maybe explain why, but decided to cut herself off, deciding against maybe opening that can of flobberworms again for her own emotional well-being  -- which had been rapidly deteriorating as of late -- instead electing to return to teasing the boy as she often did to show affection in her own prunella libinita lestrange way. “aw, my damsel in distress -- you really wouldn’t survive without me, would you, tesoro? good thing i enjoy being needed and not easily replaced.” the grin that came with this was more genuine. 

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ravensyw:

sycamo, being sycamo, raised his brows at her response and slowly began to shake his head. he admired her devotion to her family but sometimes it infuriated the lad — especially when she would subtly admit it was something she too wanted but couldn’t because it was frowned upon. however, instead of trying to fight past the enormous wall she always had up, he inhaled a deep breath and put on his best smile, “you ever get to do something that you want to do? i mean, come on, it’s just a trip with a friend. we can invite more people if that’s too much for you—your mother, I mean…” sycamo crossed his arms over his chest and turned to her with a more sincere smile, “what about something more populated, like diagon alley or something? surely your mother wouldn’t believe much of it and i know it’s really nothing special but…” he paused and pursed his lips, “i’m sure there has to be at least one vampire of some sort lurking around in secret. perhaps just a half-vampire or something… but it’s the thought that counts…” he laughed, “and it’s no castle in transylvania but… that wasn’t my main reason of going anyway.”

     “recently?” prunella thought about it for a moment. she had wanted to go on this cruise, but it was school mandated so her mother couldn’t have exactly said no. so, other than that ... “no, not really,” she laughed, but the sound was hollow and the smile that came with it didn’t reach her eyes. “i feel bad that i keep on unloading my distaste with my familial obligations on you, tesoro. i’m sorry.” there was more to the i’m sorry, as usual. “oh yeah, all of my other friends, sy. it’d be me, you, and nadia -- and i’m sure you don’t want to third wheel the two of us,” she had taken on her teasing tone once again. “diagon alley ... i’m sure we could get away with that. but whether you were going to transylvania for transylvania or ... something else, you were still planning on traveling. don’t change those plans, you had them before i had suggested the castle. you should go, or go on your zombie tour that you told me about.”