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❛ a disgusting proposition, if i do say. ❜
❝ One must never get afraid to dirty their hands for the pursuit of knowledge. I had assumed you have.. personal experience with.. as you say, disgusting and unappealing propositions. It still stands, regardless. ❞
He’ll stare at her for a moment ,
” I am? I’m ne— “
" N-Not really. I t-take ages to figure them out. "
❝ You seemed to of had no trouble solving the first one. I believe you simply need to have a little faith in your capabilities.. though I imagine many tell you this, Ne. ❞
It seemed she beleived his name was 'Ne.' now.
”Yeah because they are dis-gus-ting, just like all you girls! Why call people names if you’re not going to give them a yucky one, ai?”
He retained his distance, arms cross against his colourfully clad chest as he eyed the book before her. Peeves had noticed her scribbling something upon one of the pages, but he’d rather take it from her than question her about the contents.
”What… is that your diary? What you got in there, secrets about a crush? Who do you fancy? Is it me?”
Had it been any other case, Helena would've liked to dedicate a study on Peeves, Could Poltergiests be so annoyingly bothersome that they could even give the dead headaches? It was worth it, but she rather not have the chaotic spirit grow even more of an inflated ego if she researched him. Not only that, but she imagined it would be quite the nightmare.
To save her sanity, she would stick to observation.
And then he just stole her book. What a surprise. Hopefully, writing in ancient runes made the words gibberish to him, but she could never be too sure. As a dignified woman, she resolved this by attempting to snatch it back away from him.
❝ There are so many things wrong in what you just said I cannot even begin to comprehend ❞
❝ I am pushing over a thousand years from the day of my death, what in Merlin's name makes you think that I have some sort of.. infatuation with anyone? Furthermore, why would it be you, of all people, hm? ❞
She tried love once, actually. it didn't turn out so well.
Ｈａｂｅｎｔ ｓｕａ ｆａｔａ ｌｉｂｅｌｌｉ II ｈ．ｒ ＆ ｓ． ｓ
The aftermatch of w a r was always a slow peroid. To only a certain few, Helena broke her vow of silence and revealed whom she was, aiding in the reconstruction of the castle. After all, by design it was her mother's work, and past jealousy had her once resort to petty theft to review magical blueprints.
Helena was quite.. silent, otherwise, much more kept to herself than what most students usually was. To even those she knew, she remained quiet and mum. It was.. odd, but not necessarily bad.
A part of her had been released and unburdened. The diadem was no longer, and nor did the most curious man haunt her. Yet he took away one more precious treasure from her, and that was something she'd never get back. . . . or so she thought.
Her curiousity was at it's peak when the man that reminded Helena too much -- too desperately much -- of him returned, insisting on something or another. It wasn't made clear until she saw the gold trims of a portrait, and for once, she lost herself in a brief childish folly of smiling brightly -- only for a second, of course.
She waited until it was all set up, naturally, she wouldn't want to appear desperate, and entering the headmasters office with a dip of her head to the other surrounding portraits, she approached the one she thought she'd never see again.
❝ Severus Snape. I remember the question I posed to you. I should of expected that fearing death was quite beneath you, hm? We have far more better things to concern ourselves with, after all. ❞
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"Well this is new—" ”No one’s ever called us Bill and Charlie before." "You’ve got the wrong Weasleys—" “—Entirely.”
"-- ah, I apologise, then. I have seen the Weasleys as far back as Septimus Weasley. You'll have to forgive if I slip up once in a while."
It was rare Helena apologised after herself, but in this occasion it was justly warranted; she had made a mistake and amended for it. -- besides, the 'spellmakers' were quite a different sort of interesting.
"Sir Nick may of mentioned you --- hm, is it Fred and George?"
oh. hm. recognition certainly constitutes an acceptable excuse in percy’s book. she’s off the hook.
”ah. i’m flattered, but i would have thought you’d seek out some- one from ravenclaw house.”
❝Often the case is figuring out why these students I find with brilliant minds are not in Ravenclaw, as I doubt Godric's house offers you plentiful possibility to exercise your capability.
Regardless, you should not take my attenton lightly, as I rarely offer it to children, and even less to those outside the Ravenclaw house.❞
Hermione peered up from her books; her eyes bulging at the sight of the ghost, so close. Only a few months back ghosts had been in the realms of fantasy to her. Now here one was —- and they were talking.
She swallowed down the strange feeling, smiling apologetically to the woman.
”I’m sorry. I’m still not used to everything magical yet,” she admitted. “You’re the Grey Lady, aren’t you?”
Admittedly, Helena had a soft spot for children. Minds unspoilt, creativity that surged with no bounds; and a certain malleability, ready to shape and sharpen,
That applied to muggleborns too, and the ghost patiently awaited Hermione to relax a little in her presence.
❝Good! Never get 'used' to the experience of ｍａｇｉｃ, for the feeling of wonder, curiosity and awe is much more fulfilling.
That is correct. I have a feeling you know quite a bit of me, yet I know nothing of you. What is your name?❞
Unbeknownst to her; for Helena to ask of her name, it was a great honour. The shy, timid ghost rarely drew out of herself and mingled, except with those she deemed most.. c u r i o u s.
"Loving can hurt sometimes."
Love. An emotion with mysteries that even Helena herselfhad not come up with a universal answer for. It was both apower, and a feeling. It was simply being,
comprehensible yet unexplainable.
She had been told by many that she would never know love.The Baron was impossible to count— she did not care for him,and any pleasantries and sweet nothings were purely.. business,at the time anyway. The ghost was certain that he simply felt a compelling lust;she refused to believe love could be so violent, dangerous and tempermental.
It varied, she supposed. It could hurt for some, it could not. Helena believed her ‘love’ was based intellectually, but then, would that mean she had once been in love with the most curious man, the one who was smartly unkind and the like?
No, of course not.At least not the latter,the former.. .. she learned from her mistake.
❝Perhaps you are one not meant to love, child, or perhaps it is a test of character, of strength. Can you brave through the pain of love to enjoy it? The answer, of course, you know yourself.❞
“well, if so, i suppose you wouldn’t have a problem with enlightening me.”
❝It is a common habit of mine throughout generations of students to single out one with a promising mind. You have caught my interest, and therefore I am observing you.
It's quite simple, really.❞
——— what ?
❛ oh, well — i’m glad. i’d not want to bother you, though i’m sure you’ve loads of time on yer hands and all. ❜
you know, because you’re dead. ❛ you kinda sound like my aunt hermione. she would say the same thing. ❜
A wry smile rose to her lips, ethereal eyes briefly returning to her book and the quill resuming; her writing was quick and deft, yet thin and scratchy at the same time.
❝Oh yes, if there is one thing I have plentiful of, it is time.❞
Hermione ah yes, of course.
❝Indeed, though I believe Ms. Granger's method of research relies on libraries and books. In this specific case, nothing has yet to be documented. I believe you know why you are rather special to the more ahh... inquisitive minds of the wizarding world myself included. ❞
ED SHEERAN 'X' SENTENCE MEME EDITION
Send me one of the following and see my character’s reaction;
"You look so wonderful in your dress."
"We are surrounded by all these lies."
"You’ve got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows about us."
"I met this girl/boy late last year."
“I went away for months until our paths crossed.”
“We drink away the days with a take away pizza.”
“Until you disappeared to have sex with him/her.”
“Tell me you turned down the man who asked for your hand.”
“Just promise me, you’ll never leave again.”
"I’m stumbling off drunk, getting myself lost."
“I can’t sweep you off of your feet.”
“Darlin’ I will be loving you until we’re seventy.”
“People fall in love in mysterious ways.”
“You could stay within these walls and bleed.”
“I’ll continue making the same mistakes.”
“I need you darling.”
“We wish they would disappear.”
"Something to drink and maybe something to smoke."
“I don’t really know what I’m suppose to say.”
“Then she/he handed me a water bottle filed with tequila ”
“C’mon and it back love.”
"Things were all good yesterday and then the devil took your memory."
“I could look into your eyes until the sun comes up.”
“I hope that heaven is your resting place.”
“I’m a mess right now inside out.”
“Searching for a sweet surrender.”
“Before tonight I wanna fall in love.”
“I don’t wanna love you.”
"Loving can hurt sometimes."
"It’s the only that makes us feel alive."
"Wait for me to come home."
"You can keep me inside the necklace you bought when you were sixteen."
“Don’t wipe your eyes, tears remind you’re alive.”
“It’s alright to die, that’s the only thing you haven’t tried.”
“Oh, it could take a bit of time to heal this.”
“Kiss me like you wanna be loved.”
“I’ll hold on to the words you spoke.”
"I’m captain of this sinking boat.”
“It’s just another night and I’m staring at the moon.”
“If you were here I’d sing to you.”
“I saw a shooting star and thought of you.”
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❛ oh ! i’m sorry ——— i didn’t mean to interrupt you, uh. ghosting. ❜
❝Atleast you have the decency to apologise, but I assure you, it's quite all right.❞
❝After all, the subject of interest, provides an insight.❞
Judging by the way her quill remained steady on the page; and her eyes fixated upon the boy, it seemed as though he was the 'subject of interest'
❝Should I be impressed at such a display of idiocy?❞
