There's bravery in being soft.

Reginald Cattermole,  19, mediwizard, Hufflepuff alumni

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sturgispcdmcrc‌:

If there was one thing Sturgis was learning, it was that he had to care about his status. Especially considering his job. He was an open target for anyone who decided that code three or higher wasn’t worthy of participating in the sport. The bruises he carried at present were a sign of just that. He’d managed to stay on the damn broom regardless. To hell with anyone who tried to keep him from his game. As someone entered the locker room, he opened one eye, then two. “Please say there’s ice or whiskey in your hands.”

There was a clear grumble when his eyes landed on the deepening bruises the other held. Bitting back a sware, Reginal’ds fingers tapped idly against the desk, the only clear show of frustration.  “Sit down, && stay still.” His tone probably overly harsh was not directly aimed at Sturgis. Yes, he was constantly perplexed at the others stupid devotion to a job that could leave him in such a state, but it was also something he found admirable. 

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notttmyproblem‌:

The cat didn’t look starved for anything, but it still stared at him from where he stood in front of the shop. It had large eyes, and it didn’t blink even once. It made him uncomfortable. Theodore had a kneazle of his own, but this one seemed incredibly focused on the object in his hand. A muffin, to be exact. With a sigh of defeat ( this mental test of wills was grating ), he bends down and lets the little beast indulge himself in his morning breakfast. “Spoiled beast.”

Brows knitted together at the sight. It wasn’t that he was surprised to see the Nott fellow feeding the stray. because really even with all the rumours that Reginald would hear, it wasn’t an oddity to him, to see these glimpses of kindness in others. What truly confused him was that the cat was even interested in the muffin. “Isn’t that bad for him?” He couldn’t help the comment, even if he knew he’d be better served by keeping his mouth firmly shut. 

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itstcdtonks‌:

Ted sighed, almost dreamily. Before he heard the sour tone to Reg’s voice and he shook his head. “You lot have no sense of wonder. In times like today, don’t we need a little of that? Something beautiful to keep us completely enthralled in wild wonder.” Then he realized how he sounded and laughed. “Or maybe I’m just too much of a romantic to be tamed into the harsh realities of everything around us. But snow would be a niec change. Quiet, calm. I’ll shut up now.”

He had to contain his eye roll, sometimes he found it hard to express himself in the way he wished. His words always seemed to fail to convey the feelings &&thoughts he wished shared.  “It’s not that I dislike Snow Ted.” Because he truly didn’t, he wasn’t so boring as to not enjoy the odd snowball fight or building snow goons with his sister && brother. “But having it this early wouldn’t be pleasant for everyone.” Many of his older patients would not welcome the cooler weather.  “You don’t have to shut up, I don’t mind hearing you talk.”

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He’d almost done a double-take, seeing her there, something was clearly wrong && Reginald’s stomach drop at the thought. Making his way to her, “Sorry I’m late.” He wasn’t those words, spoken louder than normal, where for everyone else. He didn’t trust his coworkers explicitly, nor did he trust the patients. Now closer, close enough for his words to remain unheard by others, he finally mumbled. “You’re bringing attention to yourself just standing out here, what’s wrong?”

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itstcdtonks‌:

Ah, snow. One of those wonders that always had Ted peering out the window late winter nights. “Anything can happen…. Don’t count out Jack Frost just yet, Reg.” He mused as he looked up at the sky. “What an end to the festival… Small snow storm.”

The others clear excitement at the idea would have been an annoyance had Reg not half expected it.  “It would surely be an inconvenience, but you’re right, shouldn't count anything out anymore.” But surely the organisers wouldn’t have overlooked bribing the weather witches to keep it clear-skied && pleasant for the festivities.  

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notttmyproblem‌:

“There are places where you can warm-up, Reginald.” The Hufflepuff was certainly a grumpy fellow, but Theo found it endearing. He didn’t blow everything out of proportion like so many others did. “Evening,” he said after a moment, realizing he hadn’t said anything to announce his presence. It was a little late of a response, but he doubted Reg cared much. “Caffeine instead of beer?”

“Perhaps but I prefer the weather like this, it’s not too cold, can you just imagine the craziness had they planned this last year?” The young man breathed, holding the chilled breath in his lungs, enjoying the way it seemed to waken him to the evening. “I’m on call.” He offered, as a brief explanation. In truth he had never been a big drinker, with work && then helping out at home, Reginald had always placed his responsibilities above any passing whim. 

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i came. i saw. i left early

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The party was alive and Frank was enjoying the freedom of it; even if it was most likely constructed to be a surveillance mission. He’d taken up station at one of the bars; silently watching people as he had drink after drink. Not that he wasn’t in the party mood; it was just a bd habit he’d formed over the years.  Making himself as invisible as possible and watching life moving around him. He felt it best that he kept as low a profile as possible; he didn’t want to bring any more unwanted attention his way. That was until someone approached him and the alcohol started to talk. 

‘‘How about a beer? My round?’‘ He asked; gesturing towards the bartender.

He didn’t know why he’d even walked into the bar. Reginald had just allowed himself to be swayed by the atmosphere, following the crows, enjoying the light ambient.  Making his way to the bar, Reg wondered what non-alcholic drinks they might serve, if maybe he should, turn right around && escape while he could. “Thanks, but no. Came that instant response. “Not drinking tonight, have to work.” Came the mumbled excuse.

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The coolness of the night hit his cheeks, causing them to redden in turn. Still, technically still on call in case of emergency, the cup in his hands was filled with caffeine, not something stronger like a lot of the rest festival-goers. “I feel like we’ve been lucky, last year at this point we had seen the first flakes of snow.”

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✗ 19 years old ✗ Cis male, he/him ✗ Halfblood ✗ Neutral ✗ Code 2

In life there are few things one can be certain of, however, Daniel Cattermole knew the moment his eyes met Camila’s that these feelings hammering in his chest could only be described in one word, love. A worldwide romance followed, surprising both their families when the love-struck, young pair announced their upcoming marriage and plans to immigrate to a Wizarding community in the UK.

Everyone had been against it, they tried to convince the pair to take things slower, to stop and breath, both were considered too young for such commitment, too young to pick up their lives and make such a drastic change. But even if they were young and inexperienced, new to the responsibilities that came with adulthood, the one thing they were both certain on was their love for one another.

And so they moved, the change hadn’t been nearly as ideal as they had hoped, the weather was foul and the wizarding society seemed torn, marred by age-old tradition and classicism. Leading to the newlyweds to so desperately wish to be accepted by their new neighbors. But not all was doom and gloom, as harsh an adjustment this new life turned out to be, a clear bond built on love still remained, and soon the young couple welcomed their son into the world.  Named Reginald, after his godfather, a wizard that worked with both Daniel and Camila, baby Reginald was the light of their little family. His birth just cemented their parents need for acceptance, both half-bloods, they wished to get by, to be respected and admired members of British wizarding society.

And so from a young age, Reginald was taught to keep his head down, to keep his head down and focus, stay out of trouble and progress. His parents wished for their son to prosper, they wished for him to have the acceptances they were still sometimes denied. They wanted normality, and they were ever fearful and cautious of their place on Society. And so they reminded him at every turn, not to cause trouble, not to get involved in other peoples problems, especially if this brought trouble home. This made the boy wonder, he’d stay up late into the night wondering if he followed his parent’s wishes, would that make him a coward? But by morning, when bright eyes met the ever worried eyes of his parents who tried so hard, any notions of bravery were foiled. He didn’t have it in him, he didn’t have the heart to cause them any more stress.

Just before Reginald left for Hogwarts, his mother gave birth to a little girl,  Andrea. The new baby, so bright, her smiling glowed o fully that Reginald was reluctant to leave, how could he leave and miss out on all her brightness? Once at Hogwarts, it didn’t take long for him to settle in with the Hufflepuffs, despite being closed off and standoffish at times, the sorting hat could see a warmth to him, hope to protect and care for others. Reginald Carrermole was a Hufflepuff through and through.

Year in and year out, Reginald stood by all those promised pleaded to him by his parents. He stayed out of trouble. In his third year, his mother had another child,  Juan, and his resolve to stay out of trouble was chipped, ever so slightly. How could he stay back and watch fellow students be bullied or teased? But then…how could he worry his ever stressed parents more?

Upon leaving Hogwarts, Reginald took his first step in differing from his parent’s wishes for him, he took a job offer as a mediwizard, working on the scene, helping others before transporting them to the hospital. It wasn’t something they wished for him, preferring their son to take a safer job in the ministry. While this may have been different from their wishes, it still made his family extremely proud.

Eventually, Reginald got a job working in the department of misuse of magic. Making his family extremely proud, and while Reggie was proud, while he was pleased by his hard work and excellent grades…he couldn’t stop but wonder if maybe he’d been too cowardly al along, too standoffish with his peers, only focusing on his parents wish. And what type of example he would be leaving for his siblings.

With the world getting more and more hostile, Reginald has found himself sharing his parent’s worries. His sister, already nine, had yet to show any inclination of magic, his brother three years her junior, is known to be magical. This leaves Reginald to worry, to worry about the state of the world, and to worry about his sisters future. And all this worrying brought up old thoughts again, that maybe, just maybe it’s finally the right time to stop biting his tongue? He’s not sure what to do, nor what’s the safest option to keep his sister safe, so for now Reginald does as he’s always done, he takes notes. he keeps his head down, and he helps all those he can.  

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