soft lips and curled lashes

[rowanxcartwright]

fabprewetts·:

fab couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the blonde. “ I’m heartbroken and here I was desperate for your attention,” he said snidely. he purposely took a heavy drag blowing more smoke into the air. “well if it bothers you so much leave, “ he said bluntly stretching out in the grass so he looked more comfortable he wasn’t about to give up his spot. 

Ro let out an amused chuckle at his words. It was like being back home, around her family and their friends. There were more people than she could count that were like him. Dealing with his type never failed to lift her mood. “I’m sure that’s a reoccurring theme in your life.” A slight smile formed on face, pulling out her sketchpad. Doodling helped her get her mind off things, escape reality for a bit. “No thanks.” She said simply, not looking in his direction.

[rowanxcartwright]

fabprewetts·:

“oi! don’t look at me like that. I’m jus’ bumming a smoke,” fabian interjected as he sat perched near a grand oak tree that bordered the lake. it was his spot but someone just happened to come upon it and he was not amused. 

Rowan’s nose scrunched up at the smell. Surprisingly, smoking wasn’t a habit her parents had. They were firmly against it, especially in the home. “The smell is just horrendous.” Sometimes she’d come out to this spot, to just think, or read. Mainly to get away for a bit. “I think the smell alone keeps me from ever trying a smoke."

[rowanxcartwright]

oftolarence·:

Just looking at her, he sighed. It always broke his heart whenever people felt like this. When someone being gentle and loving caught them by surprise. God, it hurt hearing people say that. They were all so young in the grand scheme of things. And no one should feel like that. “I am here for you if you need someone to talk to”

His words were nice to hear, and he seemed genuine, but she found it hard to believe. Most of her life, she’d been shown the opposite. “I appreciate that.” A small smile formed on her face. He seemed like the a kind person, who would actually stay true to his word. And she really did appreciate it. Honestly, she wished she was more like him. “You’re a true Hufflepuff.”

[rowanxcartwright]

mafhopkirk·:

mafalda peered down, raising an eyebrow. “Wow. You’re in a rush-There isn’t an emergency assembly I don’t know about is there?” She held out a hand- she wouldn’t normally do this but the girl looked terrified. “What were you running from? C’mon..You can tell me.” She crossed her arms. “You know, you do have a wand-and you know, you can use it?”

Her question took her off guard for a moment, distracting her from her situation at hand. She let out a small laugh, shaking her head. “Oddly, I would prefer that right now.” Taking the girls hand, the said a thank you before taking a deep breath. Clenching her teeth at the girl’s question, she thought back to tossing Peeves across the hall. “Yeah, that’s kinda what got me into this. I may, or may not have tossed Peeves down the hall..” She winced, before continuing. “It was a reaction honestly. He kept messing with them, and then he tried to rip a letter from me, and away he flew.”

[rowanxcartwright]

isaiahxzabini·:

His eyes shift to the figure now fully in his wake, stealing almost all the attention from the ancient relics and dusty relevant yet misplaced things. Perhaps feeling misplaced made him fit nicely with all the rest of it, perhaps if someone else had walked in – someone who didn’t know him, he’d appear as nothing more but one of the statutes himself. Cold, sturdy, quiet. Isaiah stepped closer, then closer yet so that now his eyes could focus on hers and absorb their colour, feeling, movement. As if he’d studied her, if merely for a moment. A slight nod enters his features and a smile spreads across. “You may pretend I’m not here. If that’s what you wish…” a shrug and he steps back, agreeing with her words as they passed along. “Aye, it should not. Anything particular you’re hiding from? Or has the dreadful, yet continuous pain of shallow social interaction gotten the best of you?”

He didn’t mean to pry. In all reality, he hardly cared. This was disruptive to his own solitude, but she’d sparked curiosity he found himself hard to resist. “Where are my manners?” a smile and he pulls out a chair, in a polite yet non-intruding manner. “M’lady…” he points towards the chair and takes his own seat, grabbing a hold of the juice he’d stolen from the kitchens a while ago.

A deep breath escaped through her lips, one she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Her eyes searched the relics in the room, not wanting to meet his gaze. The room was oddly beautiful and still. It reminded her of her family and her home. They had similar relics and statues, seeing as most of them had been Slytherin. As Isaiah stepped closed, Rowan finally met his eyes. Her breath hitched only for a moment at his smile. She didn’t know what it was, but she seemed to always be drawn towards Slytherins. Maybe it was because of her family, or maybe because they were so damn good looking.

 At his words, she chuckled a bit. “I barged in on you. It’d be kind of rude if I ignored you presence.” Before she could answer, he offered her a seat. Taking a moment to consider, she looked between him and the door. She wasn’t trying to intrude, but if he’s offering he mustn't mind. As she set her bag down to take a seat, she began to answer him. “Eh, I need a break every not and then. It’s a bit much at times” She eyed the juice before letting out a sigh. “What about you? What has you hiding with the dust?”

[rowanxcartwright]

allaireheir·:

alexandre had spent the better half of his evening attempting to study in the library. however, he only really succeeded in taking a two hour nap. it wasn’t until almost curfew that another student had kindly woke him up. it was because of this that he was walking the halls half-asleep, rucksack thrown haphazardly over his shoulder, a stack of books in his arms. in his state, he didn’t notice the blonde coming straight at him.

his books dropped to the floor as they collided and on instinct he reached out to catch her, but ultimately failed. “that’s one way to wake up,” he says to himself before offering her his hand. “are you okay? running from something?” he asks in succession, looking over her shoulder only to find nothing.

Rowan looked at the books all on the floor, bending over to pick them up. She could definitely be a klutz sometimes. I really need to pay more attention to what I’m doing. She stopped her mental scolding, looking at boy she’d hit. “Sorry about your books.. and running into you.” She offered him a small smile, hoping he’d accept her apology. At his question, she let out a sigh. She wasn’t sure if she should repeat what she saw. She wasn’t even certain if she’d seen him. Her brother wasn’t supposed to be here, and if he was it wasn’t a good sign. “Yeah, I’m good.” She said simply, pursing her lips. “I just think I’ve been so stressed lately I’m seeing things.” She let out a small laugh, handing him his books. “Are you okay? I’m seriously sorry about bulldozing you.”

[rowanxcartwright]

isaiahxzabini·:

isaiah always had a bit of resentment towards the sorting hat, for making his life ever so slightly more difficult. for making his father ever so slightly disappointed. there was no running away from your house and, in essence, your house was your blood – a proof that you either belong or do not belong to your real family. sometimes he envied the mudbloods, their sheer entitlement and certainty that they truly belonged where they were put. they did not complain – they were lucky enough to enter the walls of this school, which desk they were sat at, did not much matter. thoughts rushed through his head, as he stared at the slytherin relics placed both messily and neatly around the room. his father had told him of this place before, where him and his buddies used to meet up and secretly get buzzed on butterbeer and other substances. he’d stared at the large thick snake, wondering what it was about the serpent that made it so special.·

last couple of weeks hit hard so he steered clear of people, trying to work out his own mind. not much luck there, but he did manage to pull out a smile the very second someone walked into the room.·“forgive me, afraid i lost track of time.” he apologises swiftly, not sure why as the other was neither filch, not mrs norris, nor the member of staff.·“this is closest to the room of requirement i could get, sadly the doors don’t disappear so…here we are…”

Rowan shuffled slowly towards the Hufflepuff Common Room, not particularly wanting to hurry back. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be around her other Hufflepuffs; sometimes she need time to herself. She’d become accustomed to her along time, so much so that she’d most likely go insane without it. With everything going on with her parents, and the war, she needed time to process.·

Her parents. A barely there sigh escaped her lips at the thought of them. She loved them dearly, but she only seemed to disappoint them more and more. They wanted her to become a Death Eater, disavow the half-bloods and muggleborn, and there was a time where she would’ve. Now she didn’t know what to do. Fighting against her family wasn’t and option her eyes, but joining didn’t feel like an option. The sounds of laughter echoing through the halls tore her from her thoughts. She wasn’t in the mood to talk or to fake a smile. There was a door to a room her parents had told her about, but she’d never been in, perfectly on her way. She quickly slipped in, not checking to see if she was alone. A voice let her know she wasn’t.·“I didn’t know anyone was in here..” She paused, turning towards where the voice came from, seeing Isaiah. The laughter passed the door before she continued speaking.·“.. With as big as this castle is, it shouldn’t be this difficult to keep to yourself.”

[rowanxcartwright]

Wolfsbane: What’s the biggest change you’ve experienced in the past year?

Wolfsbane : What’s the biggest change you’ve experienced in the past year?

”My independence. I’ve yearned for my parents approval for so long, and it’s always been a battle of pleasing them or myself. At the end of the day, I’m the only person guaranteed to be in my life, and I’m the one who has to live with my decisions. Don’t get me wrong, some days are harder than others, but I’ve come a long way in standing by myself.”

[rowanxcartwright]

Hair-Raising Potion

Hair-Raising Potion : What scares you?

“The thought of losing my family.”

[rowanxcartwright]

Skele-Gro

Skele-Gro : what helps you feel better?

“Laughing. If I’m laughing, I’m enjoy myself and life. If you’re able to make me laugh, you’re probably one of my favorite people… I’d be lying if I didn’t say Butterbeer. I mean, who doesn’t that make feel better?”

[rowanxcartwright]

burn healing paste

Burn healing paste : are you cautious or are you impulsive?

“Honestly, certain situations I’m cautious, but I’m mostly impulsive. I tend to say and do things without thinking it all the way through. Life’s too short to worry. I’m young, and I’ve got to enjoy it while I can.”

[rowanxcartwright]

fidelus charm

Fidelus Charm : tell a secret.

“I may or may not sneak out at night and roam the grounds. It’s mainly after Stargazing Club. Helps me get out of trouble every now and then. Everything’s just so beautiful at night. It’s like a breath of fresh air. The world is quiet, but deafening. The breeze, the creatures, the smell, it’s an escape for me. My thoughts are safe. I feel safe.”

[ahmortentia]

Potions Asks

Amortentia: Talk about 3 things you love. Ageing Potion: imagine yourself 50-60 years from now. how would you like a typical day to go? where do you see yourself? Alihotsy Draught: name and write about a few topics you’re really passionate about. Antidote to Veritaserum: what is the biggest/most memorable lie you’ve told? Babbling Beverage: what kind of person are you when you’re drunk/hyped up on caffeine? Barufflo’s Brain Elixir: if you could master one skill instantly, what would it be? Bloodroot Potion: describe a time you felt heartbroken. Bruise removal paste: after you were heartbroken, what healed you? Burn healing paste: are you cautious or are you impulsive? Calming Draught: what do you do on a rainy day? Caxambu Style Borborygmus Potion: what’s your favorite food? Confusing Concoction: What do you struggle most with? Cough Potion: What do you do to get better when you’re sick? Cure for Boils: Write about three pet peeves. Death potion: If you were told you were going to die in 24 hours, what would you do? Deflating draught: Would you call yourself arrogant/modest? Developing Solution: What’s the best photo you’ve taken? Which one’s your favorite? Dogbreath Potion: What superpower would you have and why? Doxycide: are you more clean or messy? Dr. Ubbly’s Oblivious Unction: are you critical of yourself? if you are, how do you want to work on it? Draught of Living Death: How would you like your funeral to go? Draught of Peace: What relaxes you? Drink of Despair: What’s your biggest regret? Drowsiness Draught: What’s your bedtime routine? Elixir of life: Would you rather live five ok/mediocre years or one incredible year? Elixir to Induce Euphoria: What makes you feel alive? Essence of Dittany: what’s the worst scar you currently have? Exploding Potion: Do you like fireworks? Fatiguing Infusion: Describe a recent/memorable dream. Felix Felicis: Do you believe in luck? Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent: How do you keep bad thoughts away? Forgetfulness Potion: What is your favorite memory? Fungiface Potion: What’s the greatest prank you’ve pulled? Gregory’s Unctuous Unction: Describe your best friend(s). Hair-Raising Potion: What scares you? Hate potion: If you had to name your worst trait, what would it be? Herbicide Potion: do you have a green thumb? Hiccoughing Solution: what’s the funniest thing that’s happened to you? Invigoration Draught: how do you wake up in the mornings? Invisibility Potion: What you do if you were invisible for a day? Jawbind Potion: Are you talkative? What do you like to talk about? Laugh-Inducing Potion: Tell a funny story. Mandrake Restorative Draught: How long can you stand still? Manegro Potion: How do you like to cut your hair? Mopsus Potion: What do you want to be doing 5 years from now? Muffling Draught: Favorite genre of music? Oculus Potion: would you rather see the distant past or the distant future? Pepperup Potion: what makes you feel alive? Polyjuice Potion: If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? Quodpot Solution: What’s your opinion on sports (are you a fan of any specific teams/sport)? Rat Tonic: Do you have any pets? Shrinking Solution: How tall are you? Do you like your height (why/why not)? Skele-Gro: What helps you feel better? Sleakeazy’s Hair Potion: Describe yourself in 6 words or less. Veritaserum: What is one truth you’ve wanted to get off your chest? Volubilis Potion: Can you/do you like to sing? Wideye Potion: What time do you usually go to bed? Wolfsbane: What’s the biggest change you’ve experienced in the past year?

[ginniewheezie]

Spells Asks

Aguamenti: What is your favorite drink?

Bombarda: Have you ever been in a car accident?

Crucio: What is the worst pain you’ve ever felt?

Densuago: Have you ever had braces?

Episky: Have you ever broken a bone?

Fidelus Charm: Tell a secret.

Glisseo: Do you have stairs in your house?

Herbifors: What is your favorite flower?

Incarcerous: Have you ever been in the back of a police car?

Jelly Brain Jinx: Have you ever failed a class?

Knee Reversal Hex: What is something you do differently from everyone else?

Legilimens: Share a dream you had.

Mobilarbus: How many times have you moved?

Nox: Are you afraid of the dark?

Occulus Reparo: Do you wear glasses or contacts?

Portus: If you could live anywhere, where would it be?

Quietus: Could you go a whole day without speaking?

Rictusempra: Where are you most ticklish?

Scourgify: Is your room usually clean or a mess?

Tarantallegra: Do you like to dance?

Unbreakable Vow: Would you marry the last person you kissed?

Vera Verto: What is your favorite animal?

Waddiwasi: Do you have good aim?

[rowanxcartwright]

ofsomegiants·:

if there was one thing demitri wasn’t expecting, it was a smack in the back. at first he’s confused, tilting his head as he tears his eyes away from his newspaper. “oh- it’s okay… are you?” paper now folded neatly between his fingers, he attempts to offer her a hand, but she’s already up. “is someone chasing you?” bullying was something dem had seen in droves, and it made him beyond angry. 

A deep sigh released as it seemed she had lost him. Rowan hadn’t meant to piss Peeves off. He’d ripped a letter from her hands and she just.. reacted, and maybe sending him flying down the hall wasn’t the best response. “Yeah, I will be. I sincerely hope you’re alright.” Finally taking a moment to take in who she’d ran into. Of course it was Demitri. He was a lovely guy, but he was her years Prefect. Well I’m fucked. Biting her lip, she decided to answer his question honestly. “Peeves.” Her face scrunched, letting out a wince, preparing to be scolded.

[rowanxcartwright]

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Rowan’s breathing was getting harder from running through the long, winding hallways. The castle sometimes felt like it was never ending, and she still hadn’t managed to lose them. Not daring to look behind her, she scoured her mind for ideas of where to hide. If she could get down the hall a little farther, there was a supply closet around the corner that she might be able to slip into. 

Speeding around the corner, she decided to take that moment to see how far ahead she was. Where’d they go? Her confusion hit her a little harder than expected as she fell back onto the floor. She felt as if she’d just hit a brick wall. That was a mistake. A small groan of pain escaped her lips. “Shit.” Standing up, she rubbed her now bruised buttocks, looking around to see if they’d caught up. "Sorry, my attention isn’t were it should be at the moment.” 

@petrificusstarter​

[rowanxcartwright]

hclcycn‌:

That, was not the reaction Bertha had been expecting. Or the distraction, for that matter. But either way, the burning pile had certainly drawn their professor’s - along with the majority of the class’ - attention, giving Bertha the perfect opportunity to slip right into her seat. Which just so happened to be right behind Rowan. The “thank you!” she offered as she slipped into said seat could hardly even be called a whisper, since it ended up being more like her breathing heavily as she mouthed the word, but the sentiment was there all the same.

As she hurriedly unpacked all her things, she tried her best to get any kind of glance at what people had already done around her. But amidst all the kerfuffle she couldn’t catch anything. So, she thought that she might recruit the help of her saviour again. “What did I miss?”

As the girl slipped into the classroom, the consequences of what she’d just done dawned on her. Too many a time Rowan acted, then thought, and she couldn’t get a detention. Her mind was racing when Bertha sat behind her, that she hardly heard her words, so she just gave a small nod, hoping it was an appropriate response.

Thankfully, well not thankfully for the boy, but thankfully a curly haired boy tried to be help the professor, but only made things worse. The sleeve of his robe caught on fire, causing him to flail, in turn causing him to catch his hair on fire. The blonde tried to stifle her laugh. She did feel bad, but knowing he would be fine made it a bit funny. At the girl’s question, Rowan peeled her eyes from the boy to Bertha. “Not much.” She grabbed her parchment and placed it on the girl’s desk. “Mainly just continuing the dreadfully boring lesson from yesterday.”