Roman Carrow

there are only two parts to every person.

[anumahmed711-deactivated2017121]

"I’m here with you, aren’t I?" she teased, hoping he would take the comment the way she had intended, but her cheeks flushed at the possibility of that not being the case. Her smile turned apologetic as she properly pondered his question, biting her lip. "I guess that depends," she admitted honestly. "Not always, no. I’d like to think I don’t give into peer pressure, it’s..well, it’s one of the things I pride myself on, actually. But I think there’s also a difference between that and someone asking something of you and you doing it despite maybe not wanting to—like chores or staying back after class to help someone with something. You might not necessarily want to or have the time for it, but you do so for different reasons and—" she paused, the red hue covering her cheeks darkening, though for different reasons this time. "You were probably expecting a simple yes or no."

[romancarrow]

Careful to keep his other hand respectively high on her waist, he pulls her into a leisurely waltz, not paying much attention to the placement of their feet. Roman chuckled quietly, pleased with the tint in her cheeks, only a few shades darker than her lips. "If you'd answered with a simple yes or no," he told her particularly, "then I would have felt inclined to return the favour." However, he neglected to add that his answer would undoubtedly be 'yes.'

[drakezabini-deactivated20141226]

"I hate to ruin the daydream but it’s hardly a sight worth waiting for. I turn blotchy and it’s simply not a sight of beauty."

[romancarrow]

"Forgive me... I'm struggling with the idea of anything looking bad on you."

[drakezabini-deactivated20141226]

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"Keep it up and I might start to blush."

[romancarrow]

"Well I certainly can't wait to see what that would look like..."

[anumahmed711-deactivated2017121]

The petite blonde lifted an eyebrow curiously at the mention of regret, immediately wondering if he hadn’t the slightest interest in being there with her when he continued, a brief smile fitting her lips as he poked fun at the ball. “You’d make a decent salesman,” she teased, offering him her hand. “After that speech, how could I say no?”

[romancarrow]

At the sight of her fleeting, unerring smile Roman was reminded of the only other smile of hers he'd seen; The one that had fallen gracefully during their first encounter. The sound of his name seemed to be enough to scare the colour apart from her lips, but he'd vow never to speak it again if doing so meant that he could wear that colour of her lips on his own. It was subtle and vibrant and charming and suspicious all at the same time. Almost reflexively, Roman reached for her hand, grinning with his comparatively lackluster lips. "Well I have a feeling that mere reluctance wouldn't stop you," he murmured secretively as he pulled her in toward him. "Tell me; Are you the type of girl who does things she doesn't want to do simply to appease others?"

[romancarrow]

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"Well, if it isn't my government-assigned prom date. Which is easily the most regrettable aspect of this entire evening, may I point out. You probably hadn't the slightest desire to attend this party with me, and will surely spend the rest of the night disappointed that you've been forced to endure the "most romantic day of the year" with somebody you hardly know. That being said, would you like to dance?" Roman smirks like the cheeky bastard he is, clearly mocking the entire event in a speech uncharacteristic of him.

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[romancarrow]

Not In Class | Elliot and Roman

[elliotknightley]

Elliot flinched back, instantly dropping his gaze to the floor not really sure what to say. “I uh…. well yes technically but I’ve been doing extra reading and I’m actually a little bit ahead in the class to missing it won’t put me too far behind and uh….” Elliot trailed off, not really sure what else to say and shrugging his shoulders awkwardly and looking apologetically and Roman.

[romancarrow]

Roman swallowed thickly. He'd felt an inkling of guilt for giving Elliot a hard time when he was only trying to be conversational, which grew to a sliver when he saw the innocence in the other boy's eyes. It was only every now and then that Roman questioned his retaliation against the world as a whole. Obviously not all of them were out to persecute his character. Sighing heavily, Roman scratched at the nape of his neck. 

With less irritation in his voice, he answered, "Good for you, kid. I'm sure everyone here is real proud."

[romancarrow]

Wanderers | Evelyn and Roman

[chaserwood]

By now, the cool breeze had become biting, sneaking in past the defenses of Evelyn’s warm, woolen layers where it was wholly unwelcome. She shifted so that her legs were further covered by her cloak, managing to keep her book from sliding off her lap at the same time. Her fingers had been sacrificed to the cold, long digits bright red and stiff from exposure to the elements, and for the umpteenth time she reminded herself to dig out her spare pair of gloves from the bottom of her trunk. They’d be a gift from her Aunt on her mother’s side; ostentatious and a little too lacy for her liking around the trim, but they’d do.

The unexpected company wasn’t unwelcome. Roman Carrow was in fact an appreciated break from the numerous couples who’d taken to groping and attempt to siphon the air out of each others lungs around the castle, despite the new rules that had been set in place. Evelyn could hardly imagine Roman participating in such behaviour. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attractive — anything but, in fact, but in all her time of knowing him, the boy had always seemed rather distant. He lowered himself into his seat slowly, his own skin similarly flushed from the weather.

The pair remained in near enough companionable silence for several minutes, neither desiring to break it. Eventually, Evie’s attention returned to her book, and she flexed her hands a few times, trying to force feeling back into her fingers. She turned the page and glanced up, conveniently catching Roman’s eye, and offered a small quirk of her lips in greeting.

[romancarrow]

It didn't take long for Roman to begin wishing he'd brought something to occupy himself with, having traveled light as he hadn't foreseen this change of events. Even homework would suffice, he'd decided once his boredom hit the ten minute mark. Soon he began formulating his own Arithmancy charts in his head just to occupy his mind. Roman was in desperate need of a distraction in light of some recent events. Rather, in light of every event. Lately it seemed like a day couldn't go by without someone expecting something out of him--something he wasn't even capable of. 

The numbers soon became just as dull as the rain clouds hovering overhead, and Roman found his thoughts had wandered. He was thinking of Lydia and how utterly kick-ass she was for going against the grain of her family's pristine reputation and saying 'fuck you' to their high society because she was getting to do the things she wanted and be the person she wanted, not the person that everyone else expected her to be, and--Wait, this is Pride and Prejudice. Roman's gaze had wandered to the far-away font of Evie's open book. She was reading Pride and Prejudice? More importantly, so was he. 

Evelyn turned the page, breaking Roman out of his stupor, and he glanced up at the exact moment she did. Naturally, Roman was embarrassed to have been caught, but he didn't avert his eyes, and when she smiled both brows rose higher on his forehead as if she had been the one to interrupt him.

[romancarrow]

The Fault in Our Stars | Roman and Lexi

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His expression caused her cheeks to darken in hue, the red a little brighter than it had been just moments before, and the more she grew aware of the reaction, the worse it got. Hopelessly awkward, she hoped he hadn’t noticed too much, following his line of sight and glancing around them, making sure she hadn’t missed anything on the mental checklist she had previously been checking. “No, I think that’s the last of it,” she said, turning back to face him. “Thank you, by the way.”

“I don’t know if this is weird but..” she began again, biting her bottom lip gently. “I feel like I know you, but I don’t know your name—Merlin, that sounds creepy,” she added, laughing nervously. “But hi, I’m Lexi.” 

[romancarrow]

Uncharacteristically, he responded simply with a chuckled, "I'm Roman." For anyone and everyone else, he would be sure to mention his surname at the first opportunity presented; but for some reason, Roman had retired his martyrdom-inspired routine in light of Lexi. He didn't want her to know that he had any ties to the disdainful Carrow family. He was embarrassed. 

"Besides, you're certainly not creeping me out, or anything of the sort. I'd think it strange if you attended school with someone for years and never crossed paths once before," Roman added to ease the nerves he could see burning beneath her cheeks.

[romancarrow]

The Fault in Our Stars | Roman and Lexi

[anumahmed711-deactivated2017121]

Her hand immediately reached out to tuck a few blonde strands behind her ear, eager to keep them from falling in her face as she gathered up the books, making a mental checklist and going through all of the items, trying to see if she had missed something: quill, parchment, textbook, textbook, note—where was the—oh.

It was then she realized that the boy had crouched down in front of her, helping her with her things, an arm stretched out in her direction to offer her the one item she hadn’t crossed off, politely taking it as she tried to put a name to the face. He was familiar, though older, definitely not in her house, but she was trying to figure out where she knew him from.

“I…I’m sorry about that,” she stammered, standing up with a nervous smile. “I’m not usually this clumsy—well..at least I’d like to think I’m not.”

[romancarrow]

For the first time in what was probably a few months, Roman smiled warmly at the sheepish girl standing before him. He wasn't even sure his muscles remembered the shape of a smile; Nevertheless his lips were contorted into what was revealed to be an exceedingly charming crescent. It lingered as he rose to his feet as well, and began to fade as he shrugged modestly. 

"I take those corners too sharply anyway," he joked, reserving her personal space by taking a step backward. Roman quickly surveyed the area around them for any runaways, murmuring distractedly, "You sure you got everything?"

[romancarrow]

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[elliotknightley]

Elliot silently cursed himself, why had he said hello? Sure, he knew who Roman was, but he had never even spoken to him before. They didn’t seem to have much in common and honestly had no business speaking to each other, then why had he said hello? Because he was an idiot. His breath caught in his throat when Roman stopped and turned around. What was he supposed to say now? “I uh…. I thought seventh years were in lessons this period?” he said, instantly regretting it. For a Ravenclaw, he really was an idiot.

[romancarrow]

Roman sighed vexingly, as if exhausting his oxygen supply on the likes of Elliot Knightley was the last thing he could ever hope to be doing. He'd been out of practice since returning from the holiday break, but Roman was up to par once more. Flawless arrogance in his eyes. 

"Did you? Well I know for a fact that Sixth Years are." Still, despite how challenging Roman may seem, he neglects to threaten Elliot. 

[romancarrow]

The Fault in Our Stars | Roman and Lexi

[anumahmed711-deactivated2017121]

Admittedly, potions wasn’t her best subject, but with the numerous changes taking place in the Hogwarts’ curriculum, it was the one she had begun to take the most interest in. It was one of the few classes left that allowed them to work hands on, actually doing what it was that they were being taught instead of only reading sectioned portions out of their text. This week, with Valentine’s Day right around the corner, they would be learning about Amortentia, the strongest love potion known to man, and though the blonde had always found the concept interesting, the lesson was ruined with the many fits of giggles that came from her fellow female classmates as they discussed what, or who, their potions would smell like.

Eager to get away from unnecessary noise, she left the room quickly after the lesson, wanting to put some distance between herself and talk of the Hallmark centered holiday, escaping out of the dungeon and to the higher floors, bumping into someone in her haste as she rounded a corner, causing her to drop the items in her hands. An apology on her lips, she crouched down to gather her things, her cheeks a bright shade of crimson. 

[romancarrow]

At first Roman was confused, as most people are when taken by complete surprise. He was otherwise undeterred by the frail girl who'd knocked into him--Imagine somebody flicking a stone wall. As he glanced down upon her stooping frame, all he could make of her was a waterfall of blonde hair that cascaded from her scalp in a sheen of yellow waves. It was actually a rather mesmerising sight. 

But he snapped himself out of it, and in doing so forgot his standard apathy. Roman instantly knelt down in front of the girl, extending his arm to grab a notebook that had skidded out of her shorter reach. He dipped his head slightly as he offered it to her, trying to catch a glimpse of her obscured face.

[romancarrow]

Wanderers | Evelyn and Roman

[chaserwood]

So far, OWL year has turned out to be a bit of a doss, in Evie’s opinion. Sure, their workload has increased, but the extra study periods aren’t entirely necessary — not that she’s complaining. Having already completed the last few inches of her Charms assignment, the brunette has been left with little to do to pass the time before double DADA, where she’ll mostly likely end up wanting to hang herself. After all, there’s so much reading theory on spells in complete silence a person can take. She’s taken to sitting in one of the alcoves by the courtyard, near enough outside to enjoy the February chill, but not to end up completely frozen by it.

[romancarrow]

Having never walked the circumference of the school before, Roman hadn't realised just how huge the castle is. By the time he'd made it halfway around, both his Potions and Herbology classes had finished, and despite the light breeze he was starting to break a sweat.

As soon as he entered one of the aisles that served as perimeter to the Courtyard it was like stepping into a wind tunnel, the ends of his scarf flowing behind his shoulders like two short capes. Pardon--A freezing wind tunnel. Roman braced his arms tightly across his chest prepared to mutter a curse, though finding his lips instantly numb. He considered turning around but only fleetingly. Obstinacy got the best of him. 

The closest niche in the margin was unfortunately occupied, but Roman didn't think twice about joining the girl on the bench hidden in the divot. She was somebody he could tolerate, that much he knew about Evelyn Wood. They'd sat classes together for six years, but sustained rare encounters. He didn't consider their lack of friendship as much of a disparagement, but that was common for him.

Roman sat on the very edge of the stone, as far from Evelyn as possible, indifferent toward greetings and introductions and the like. He was only resting. There was no need to expand upon that. He just hoped she understood that, too.

[romancarrow]

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[elliotknightley]

After passing through most of the corridors, including the secret passages few knew about, on the third floor, Elliot found a quiet window ledge that he could sit on, with a view out over the grounds. He had taken out his sketchbook and began a rough sketch of the closest suit of armour when Roman turned around the corner at the end of the hall.

 His initial feeling was panic, knowing the older boy was a prefect and could get him in trouble in an instant for not being in class. But there was nothing he could do about it now, he was in plain site, and any attempts to move or hide would only draw attention to himself sooner, so he shrank back against the window, waiting for the inevitable detention to arrive. When Roman did nothing more than nod at him, Elliot felt a weight instantly lift from his shoulders, nodding back and stammering an awkwardly delivered hello.

[romancarrow]

Just as soon as Elliot had returned the nod of acknowledgement, Roman had averted his eyes and continued down the corridor at a leisurely pace. His leisure was soon thereafter interrupted. "Hello," the younger Ravenclaw uttered meekly. Roman's brow creased, and he stopped mid-step, the heel of his shoe loosely attached to the floor. Sure he knew Elliot Knightley, but they weren't friends. Why did letting Elliot off the hook constitute conversation? It was only a favour--one Roman was now wishing he hadn't bestowed on the blond.

Begrudgingly, Roman muttered, "Yes, hello."

[romancarrow]

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[elliotknightley]

After spending the majority of the night awake, reading over textbooks and working on an extra credit potions essay, it wasn’t a surprise when Elliot slept in later than he intended too. He didn’t sleep in too much, just enough to insure he couldn’t attend his charms class, refusing to enter the class after everyone else had started working. He decided instead to wander around the corridors in search of a quiet spot to sit and think for a while. 

[romancarrow]

Having been trumped by Spencer Lahey for the position of Head Boy, Roman was given the honour of Prefect. Truth be told, he never desired either title. His mother, however, was furious with the school when they'd chosen "some Mudblood" over her perfect Pureblood son. She'd even had plans to take the matter to the Minister himself. Alecto Carrow overreacting as usual. Somehow her letter had gotten lost in the post.

Carrying the title of Prefect does have its advantages, and Roman's made sure to exploit them. No one ever questions a Prefect wandering the halls, no matter what time of day it is. His luxury is being able to travel through empty corridors free of paranoia. His burden is having to pretend like he gives a damn when he spots a student of "common status" out of class, as well. So naturally when he comes across Elliot Knightley, Roman simply nods at the boy, giving him no trouble whatsoever.

[wittyowl]

[romancarrow]

As a birthday present to himself, Roman's decided to skip classes this morning--a feat rarely demonstrated by Hogwarts' runner-up for Head Boy. However, he's sure that his Potions class was worth missing today. In fact, he'll probably want to avoid it for the rest of the week. With Valentine's Day fast-approaching, Amortentia has been the subject of interest, and Roman is in no way prepared to share his inner-romantic with anyone anytime soon, least of all his wrinkled Potions Master. So instead of brewing in the dungeons he'll be above ground, circling the castle carelessly.