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luka.

“let’s grab some dinner” he offered and once she had verified her hunger he let out a small laugh before letting go of her hand and wrapping his arms around her waist. he lifted her up onto his shoulder with ease - something he hadn’t done since they were kids and carried her all the way to the great hall before putting her down with a smirk. “you should be grateful to your chariot!” he laughed.

as they sat and ate he kept glancing up at her. he was sitting at the hufflepuff table and was hoping no one would call him out because being around her was helping him get through this semester. “do you have plans tonight? I wanna show you something before curfew.”

a high-pitched squeak falls from her lips as she’s lifted from the safety of the ground beneath them, a laugh falling from her lips as she’s carried to the great hall - she could have walked on her own tw feet, but then again...a free ride was always nice.

❝ why thank you, ❞ she courtsies to him before leading him to the hufflepuff table, sliding into her seat on the bench and loading up a plate with food - man she was starving. ❝ well...i was just going to go to sleep early, but i suppose i can hold off, what do you want to show me? ❞

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

marigold.

“ace. i prefer walking up a twitten with a mate … are you excited for the trip?”

❝ y-yeah, last time i we-went to italy was to...t-to help m-mooncalves away from an overcrowded area of mu-muggles. ❞

#♡ → marigold van zon ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾

rene.

Rene nodded. “Y-Yeah. I th-think I spend more time taking pictures than I do st-studying.”

❝ oh th-that’s like me, i think i sk-sketch more tthan...than st-study. ❞

#♡ → rene kingsbury ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾

luka.

he was almost back through the door he’d just come through with her when a hand placed firmly on his arm stopped him. he was broken out of his all-consuming thoughts by the smaller girl. “I-I’m sorry. that was so rude. you know I just get caught up in my head sometimes.” he chuckled lightly at her sweet offer. “no no no! snickerdoodles are fantastic. anything you make is fantastic actually.”

he moved her hand and laced his fingers with her own for a moment. “honestly, I’m worried about mum and dad. you know they’ve been struggling ever since I started school here.” he stopped himself, not wanting to unload all of his problems on the badger. “it’s fine. it’s fine. i’m fine.” he dismissed his feelings before leaning down and gently kissing the girls cheek. “are you hungry?” he asked trying to change the subject before she got too worried.

her brows had furrowed in her state of worry before features relax and a soft smile pulls at her lips once more, ❝ sn-snickerdoodles it is, i’’ll r-remember that then... ❞ gentle voice fades away as fingers lace together, focus dropping to their hands for a moment before returning to his face. no wonder he was worried, the internal battle he must have been going through with such thoughts and struggles must be hard.

❝ i d-don’t know if there’s any way i c-can help other than o-offering my sweet treats, ❞ she smiles reassuringly before squeezing his hand, a warmth rising to her cheeks as he presses a kiss to her cheek. ❝ h-hungry? um...y-yes, yes quite hungry, ❞ she nods as her smile quirks into a crooked one. she could use some food to distract her from everything.

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

luka.

he could feel her longing for new york but couldn’t help but feel a numbing pain at the idea of time without her - without any of his friends. his family was far from wizard royalty and was struggling to make ends meet. that meant no trips and a lack of interest in visiting him among most of his friends.

“we’d love to have you whenever you get a chance.” he said, quieter than he’d been speaking moments before as his mind got lost in worry about his parents: they were never the most stable people but right now they were struggling more financially than ever before. he grabbed his book bag and moved slowly out from under her. “sorry - I think I’m just getting tired.” he said as almost a whisper as he turned to head to his common room. this was normal for him when he got caught in thought - he needed to be chased after even though he wasn’t cognizant of that fact.

❝ i could make your m-mum some sn-snickerdoodles, i’m g-gettin’ better at them, ❞ she smiles to herself at the thought of the sweet treat, one she had spent perfecting last summer with her great-aunt. the hufflepuff was enjoying the peace the two were sharing until the ravenclaw moved from beside her, a hand shooting down to the spot he had been sitting to keep herself upright - what had gotten into him? was it something she had said?

❝ l-luka wait - ! ❞ the redhead hops to her feet and swings her satchel over her shoulder before jogging after him, hand extending to hold onto his arm, ❝ what’s wr-wrong? d-did i say something to u-upset you? i’m sorry if i d-did! i won’t m-make snickerdoodles if that’s the i-issue...i know how to m-make brownies, if they’re any b-better. ❞

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

luka.

“okay mom - no howlers please.” he teased. he appreciated that their protective relationship was growing even stronger. “I promise I won’t flunk out…..yet.” he teased. as the girl moved closer to him he shifted his weight so that she could lean into him as he let his arm rest softly around her shoulders. he caught two teachers glancing their way as if to say no pda in the courtyard. oh what wishful thinking they had.

he rested his head on hers and sighed. “do you have plans for next holiday? mum wants you to come to our humble abode for the break.” he was lying about his mum requesting it, he just wanted more time with her. his mum did love her though so she wouldn’t mind a bit.

she rolls her eyes lightly as a soft fall of laughter tumbles from her lips, her body leaning into him as her head rests on his shoulder. ❝ you b-best not flunk out, i need my f-favourite ravenclaw here to br-brighten my days, ❞ although she did have tianna to brighten days when she need the fun chatter of the lion, she enjoyed the ravenclaw’s company just as much.

❝ well...i was g-going to stay with my gr-grandparents for the summer, we were going to be visiting my grandmother’s sister in n-new york for a couple of weeks... ❞ her voice fades away as she thinks of the distant city, she loves new york with all of her heart. coming back to reality the redhead smiles crookedly, ❝ though i’m sure i c-can make time to come and...and visit, i haven’t seen your m-mum in so long. ❞

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

luka.

part of him was glad she was ignoring his slip of the tongue but a small part of him, one he’d tucked far away, was disappointed he wasn’t kissing her right now.

“well for one - I missed charms and datda again to help that first year with his project.” he sighed. “normally that’s fine but he’s just struggling so much it’s kinda hard to watch. plus that means I didn’t get to see callio or you.” he added before perking up and flashing her a smile. “do you remember first year when I accidentally bumped into you in potions and you spilled a glass of fluxweed and leeches all over yourself!” he let out a small chuckle reminiscing on their first year of friendship.

❝ again? l-luka. it’s all well and g-good you helping the first year, b-but you have your O.W.L’s to focus on, ❞ she frowns softly at the thought of him missing classes because of the first year he was helping - although any other time she would have dismissed it, their O.W.Ls were rather important. ❝ you should work out a sch-schedule with the student, so neither of y-you miss classes... ❞ she pouts ever-so-slighty for the moment before reliving the memory that he spoke of, a chuckle falling from her lips as she moves to sit next to him against the wall.

❝ oh don’t r-remind me, luka! i was t-terrified of th-those leeches - the only cr-creature i cant stand, ❞ another laugh bubbles up and falls from her lips, hands hiding her face at the memory. ❝ people wouldn’t st-stop calling me leech girl for an entire m-month. ❞

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

luka.

“we need to find you a more attractive muse. this face is not worthy of your skill.” he whined slightly as he sat next to her, leaning his back gently against the wall and resting his eyes on her as she worked. he felt a lump forming in the back of his throat. until a couple weeks ago he would have ignored it but recently he felt a need to touch her, even just to hold her hand as they walked down the corridor or to play with her hair as they waited for class to begin. He reached out and tucked a stray hair behind her ear and smiled.

“you would be a much more interesting subject to sketch - a beautiful subject.” he said in a low voice before retreating back into himself as his anxiety began berating him from inside his own brain. why the hell had he said that? she’s gonna think I’m a complete weirdo.

❝ stop whining, you’re the p-perfect subject, ❞ she rolls her eyes in a plyful manner before lips relax into a soft smile, hand working carefully as she lifts her gaze every now and again to capture his features on her page. her sketchbook had a multitude of students, creatures and locations within - now she has luka in there too. she was adding the details to his hair when a piece of her own red locks was tucked behind her ear, a faint rise of warmth spreading from the tips of her ears.

❝ i...um...i’m n-not one for b-being the subject, luka... ❞ she didn’t miss his words, no. she just decided to skim around it, a smile still on her lips as she los up from her sketch, turning her book around to show him, ❝ i’m the a-artist, y-you are the muse t-today. ❞ closing her book and and slipping it back into her satchel, lora takes a moment of silence to adjust to the words he had spoken before coming back to reality. ❝ a-anyway, what made your cr-crappy day...well...crappy? ❞

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

luka.

luka never imagined he would be calmed by nothing other than a soft voice with a stutter but when she spoke his walls fell down. it was like he’d been waiting for someone worthy of his trust and affections - well he had been waiting for that - he was just too scared to think to much about how passionately he cared for the girl or how protective he’d become over the last year and a half. he knew she deserved the world.

“does my favorite badger feel up for sitting with me out here and keeping me company after my crappy day?” he asked gesturing to a shady spot against the wall of the transfigurations building.

adjusting the strap of her satchel on her shoulder, the badger nods slowly as she follows his gesture to the shady spot, maybe her catch-up on sleep could wait. ❝ i’d love to k-keep you company, as long as you let me ske-sketch that face of yours, ❞ she doesn’t wait for an answer as she’s already skipping over to the spot he had pointed out, dropping her bag down as she sits under the shade herself.

she had found herself being rather elated in the other’s presence more and more as time went on within their friendship, there were even possible flutters in her abdomen when he spoke. though lora being lora had no way of really approaching the subject or even comprehending it, so she hid it in the back of her mind as dainty hands pull out a small sketchbook from her bag, along with a pencil splattered in paint.

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

luka.

he was finally done for the day and was looking forward to laying out on the grass and letting his mind rest. he was almost to the door that opened up onto his favorite corner of the main courtyard when he heard his name. he looked over his shoulder and saw one of his favorite witches.

“hey lady.” he responded as he held the door open for her. he jokingly winked at the girl. “how crappy was your last hour today?”

` @salcmander

bright smile shifts into a crooked grin as a soft fall of laughter tumbles from her lips, skipping on over to the other student before slipping passed and through the open door, ❝ why th-thank you, good sir. ❞

❝ well, since i was in p-potions with s-snape it was pr-pretty crappy, ❞ the hufflepuff shrugs her shoulders before gesturing to him, ❝ what...what about yours? b-bad or good? lemme guess... ❞ tapping a finger against her chin as she thinks, she simply shrugs her shoulders once more and speaks in a sing-song voice, ❝ crappy~! well, fear no more! your f-favourite badger is here. ❞

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para

red hair is secured in a plait that falls over her shoulder as she walks down the corridor, a soft yawn escaping her lips as classes were finally done for the day and the fifth year hufflepuff was ready to capture some last sketches in her sketchbook before turning in for an early night - she had no extra work to do and she had a long studying session tomorrow. maybe she could finally catch up on sleep.

her footsteps echo down the empty corridor, a lot of students now could be found in the library or in some other quiet spot studying for the stressful exams looming before them. it was as she turned a particular corner that she noticed the ravenclaw down the corridor, a bright smile breaking out along her lips as she waves a hand and calls out to him, ❝ luka! ❞

@lukaosullivan

#♡ → luka o'sullivan ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → para #( hope this is okay lovely! )

jay.

“alright, cool. then we should start with the colosseum, work our way to the trevi fountain, then find a place with food to chill at for a bit.” jay suggested. as soon as his parents had found out about the trip, his mother had compiled a list of places that she INSISTED he visit, as well as given him a disposable camera to capture everything with. the trevi fountain was technically at the top of the list, but he was more interested in seeing the colosseum first. it was a bit of a trek, but long worth it by the time the two students strolled inside the ancient stadium. “you know they used to like, have fights to the death here?”

❝ s-sounds like a plan! ❞ she grins crookedly and nods in agreement, letting him lead the way for their first stop - the famous colosseum. she had told her grandfather and grandmother that she would make some rough sketches of different places in italy to send them, what better place to start other than the colosseum. once in the colosseum she was in awe of the structure, pulling out her journal to sketch rough visuals. ❝ fights to the...the de-death? l-like those gl-gladiators ones? ❞

#♡ → jay mendina ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → italy trip '88 ⁽ ᵉᵛᵉᶰᵗ ⁾

nicolas.

‘ how far away is it? do you think there’ll be any still there? ’

❝ it’s a-about tw-twenty minutes from the st. regal...i d-don’t know if any would still b-be there, but the only way we could check is to wait for the moon...they c-come out when the m-moon is out. ❞

#♡ → nicolas dove ⁽ ᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ⁾#♡ → italy trip '88 ⁽ ᵉᵛᵉᶰᵗ ⁾

ariel.

‘ oooh, i do LOVE vanilla. i have loads of vanilla scented candles back home, they’re my absolute favourite. lemon? not so much, still a bit too much for my taste. ’