what?

SALVA ORLOVA. eighteen. seventh year. hufflepuff. i have no idea what i'm doing with my life.

[salvaorlovahow]

SMH: Delta, Michael, Jeremy

Let's pretend this didn't happen.

[salvaorlovahow]

SMH: Pax, Tucker, Faith

Shouldn't you be studying?

[salvaorlovahow]

SMH: Loxley, Clem, Elaine

Oh please. I'm eighteen. I'm not a child.

[salvaorlovahow]

Biggest turn on?

I don't know.

[salvaorlovahow]

What type of people are you drawn to?

No one. I don't have a type and even if I did, you probably wouldn't be it. I don't date and I don't care to date.

[salvaorlovahow]

Are you attractive to fellow grumps?

Why would I care?

[salvaorlovahow]

Have you ever bought something from an adult store?

No.

[salvaorlovahow]

Worst pick-up line you’ve ever heard? used?

I thought those were myths.

[salvaorlovahow]

How big is your dick?

A relatively useless question since you'll never see it.

[salvaorlovahow]

Ever done stuff with your dorm mates?

What... you mean outside classes or something? I think you need to be more clear with your question. Of course I've done stuff with my dormmates.

[salvaorlovahow]

How far have you gone with a guy/girl?

I once told my neighbor he was attractive. Is that what you're talking about?

[salvaorlovahow]

How do you feel about being in a dorm with Sonder and Jeremy?

What's that supposed to mean? Obviously you need to think of better wording for your question because I think I know what you're insinuating here, but I don't want to assume anything. So either come back at me with your actual question, or back off my dormmates.

[salvaorlovahow]

[jeremy-lockhart-how]

Jeremy was always friendly and he loved talking to people about anything and everything. He did try to respect people’s boundaries and not push them to talk about things they didn’t want to talk about. The problem was that with Tyler at some point that line got blurred and Jeremy couldn’t find it anymore. He had pushed too hard and when he took a step back he felt terrible. He had been hurting Tyler with his pushing and he had lost himself in the process because it wasn’t like him to be so impatient and upset with someone. Jeremy was better at dealing with other people than his own boyfriend and he felt terrible about it because that wasn’t who he was and Tyler had fallen in love with him but he didn’t feel like he was acting like the person he fell in love with. Even if Jeremy wasn’t crying over Tyler he wouldn’t want anybody punching or hurting anybody because he was always going to be a pacifist. If Salva let in Sonder and Jeremy he was sure they would love him. At least Jeremy was sure he could love Salva because he just loved people in general. He always wanted to be close to his other roommate but it was hard when they didn’t talk all that much. When Salva put a hand on each shoulder it jarred Jeremy for a second and made him stop crying as he stared into Salva’s eyes. Jeremy started crying again when Salva asked why he did it. Jeremy was appreciative that Salva was trying to comfort him and that he was being protective, but it was hard to accept it when he felt like he didn’t deserve it. “No he didn’t do anything wrong it was all me.” A sob ripped. through Jeremy as he finished his statement. “I’m terrible. I’ve been terrible and I’m ruining him Salva I couldn’t just stay with him it would be so selfish.” Jeremy loved Tyler so much that he would break his own heart because he thought it was in the best interest of the Slytherin. Jeremy couldn’t stop crying no matter how much he wanted to. He was dehydrated and weak but he just couldn’t control himself at the moment.

[salvaorlovahow]

     Was this okay? Was he doing a good job? Salva honestly had no idea if he was being helpful or not. Salva was trying his hardest to do what he could to make sure that Jeremy was doing okay. He hated seeing his roommate like this, even though he had no idea why. The Russian had no idea if he should get someone more equipped to handle a situation like this, but he didn’t know who he could even get and he didn’t want to leave his roommate alone. Salva let out a sigh, wondering if there was a way he could just figure out what he needed to say. He knew he was doing the best he could, but he knew he wasn’t being helpful to Jeremy. And it was making him nervous that he might be doing the wrong thing. Salva knew it was easier to just stay away from people – especially crying people, but he was trying to do his best for his roommate and he wondered if Jeremy knew that. Honestly, this was an awkward situation for him. He wondered what it would be like to let someone in. He figured that it would hurt a lot more than he wanted it to. That’s why he hadn’t let anyone thus far and knew he would damn well make sure no one else got through to him. He wondered if anyone could love him. He was sure he wasn’t capable of it, despite what other people tried to tell him. He looked into Jeremy’s eyes, thankful that he’d stopped crying. He had no idea what he should have said, but the moment he finished talking, Jeremy was crying again. He sighed shaking his head. “Damnit, Jeremy,” he muttered, trying to stay calm though he knew he wasn’t helpful at all. “You are one of the most selfless people I know, Jeremy. It’s not true at all. You’re not selfish.” Salva sighed and shook his head as he tried to think of something else to say to Jeremy. He thought that his roommate was a good person, but he really didn’t know Jeremy that well. They’d been roommates for years now and although Salva didn’t talk much about his personal life, he liked to believe that his roommates were really good people – at least much better than he was. “You’re a good person and don’t try and tell me otherwise. Merlin Jeremy, you are not ruining anyone either and don’t try and tell me otherwise.” If Jeremy hurt this much over a breakup, Salva made a mental note that he’d never let anyone near his heart. All Salva wanted to do was get his roommate to stop crying, but he had no idea how to do that. “Please, just… stop crying. It’s not helping anything. I can’t help you if you keep crying. I don’t know what I can do to help.” Salva almost wished he could cry like Jeremy was doing, but he’d learned to stop crying a long time ago.

[jeremy-lockhart-how]

Jeremy felt like for the most part his year of Hufflepuff boys weren’t all too dramatic. Throughout the years most of the drama they had came from Quidditch but that was normally just about games or practices. Sonder and Jeremy got along with so many people that they didn’t normally have a lot of drama. Until recently both of them had been single for a long time so they hadn’t even had drama with romantic relationships. With Tyler coming into his life in September Jeremy had had much more drama in his life but he didn’t mind because he really liked, and eventually loved, the Slytherin. They had had their ups and downs but the highs always outweighed the lows and he had been thinking that they could get through whatever together. They had been going through a low for a while and during their argument in the Hufflepuff common room Jeremy had realized that he was being selfish and that Tyler deserved better. It wasn’t right for him to want him to drop everything and it wasn’t right for Tyler to suggest he should just to make Jeremy happy. Jeremy never wanted to break up with Tyler but he was trying to be a good person and save Tyler from him even if it killed him to do so. “I br-br… I broke up with Tyler.” It took him a second to get the words out for speaking it made it that much more real. He knew it seemed silly to be crying so much when he was the one who broke up with Tyler, but he loved him so much and he hadn’t wanted to do it. Jeremy didn’t know what he wanted to do, he just wanted to feel okay again. Jeremy would rather have a hug but he had done enough pushing for his way so he just stayed there with Salva’s hand on his shoulder as he shook because he was trying to control the tears. There was no controlling his tears or his emotions.

[salvaorlovahow]

     Honestly, Salva stayed out of his roommates business at all times. Even if it wasn’t drama, he normally didn’t say much to them. He had his own problems – that he didn’t exactly know how to solve himself, but still. Although his problems had only really started three years ago when his step siblings both arrived at the castle. He didn’t talk to his roommate about much of anything, except the classes they shared and occasionally let them talk to him about something that was on their mind. He just had never been a big talker in any situation and knew he was going to eventually have to change that. Salva wondered if there was a class someone could take called how to comfort someone. Maybe because he’d never been comforted for anything his entire life was the problem. He had no idea what he was supposed to do to help Jeremy and he didn’t know if he should even try and help. But he wasn’t going to leave his roommate crying like he was, even if he had no idea what he should have done. It would have been easier if there was someone else around that could help because honestly, Salva had no idea where he should even start, but he was going to do his best. And then maybe punch the person who made Jeremy cry. It depended on who it was though. Salva felt a pang of jealousy shoot through him at Jeremy’s words. Even if they’d broken up, at least Jeremy had someone in his life that he cared about and that cared about him. It wasn’t fair that no one truly loved Salva – maybe his father, though he doubted his father felt anything other than a strong liking for his son. Salva wondered what it would be like for just a moment, to have someone he loved. He knew it was an impossible feat. He’d never let anyone get that close to him. He turned his full attention to his roommate. Jeremy probably wanted a hug… but that just wasn’t something Salva could give him. The thought of curling his arms around his roommate made him feel panicked for ra second. Instead, he put both hands on Jeremy’s shoulders, squaring his roommate to look at him directly. How would a normal, functioning person react to that? he wondered. Salva didn’t really know what to say, but he knew he couldn’t exactly stay quiet. He had no idea if Jeremy wanted to talk about it at all. Salva took a deep breath, honestly unsure what to say. “Calm… down. Erm.” He let out another sigh. “If it’s making you this sad, why did you do it?” Salva always imagined that if someone broke up with another someone, that meant that they didn’t want to be with that someone. But Jeremy was upset about the breakup. So something had happened. “Did he cheat on you? Or hurt you in anyway?” His protective streak decided to come out and play. Now’s not the time to get angry, Salva thought. “Please stop crying.” 

[jeremy-lockhart-how]

“I feel like I can’t breathe.” Jeremy hadn’t been able to stop crying every since he broke up with Tyler. He never thought he would be the one to do it and he hadn’t been planning on it until it was already happening. He was doing it because he felt like he was a terrible boyfriend and Tyler deserved better. He always tried to be understanding but it got to the point where Jeremy would never be able to fully understand Tyler as someone like Loxley could. He knew he was far too emotional and when Tyler started talking about dropping all of his clubs and responsibilities it killed Jeremy because that wasn’t what he wanted. He didn’t want to be a bad influence on Tyler and he didn’t want to ruin his life just because he wanted to be Tyler’s boyfriend. So even though Jeremy loved him and he didn’t want to break up with him he was doing it for the Slytherin. He didn’t want to regret it because he was trying to be good and selfless but it hurt like crazy and all Jeremy wanted to do was go back to Tyler.

[salvaorlovahow]

     Salva tried to stay out of his roommates problems and drama most of the time. He found a lot of it petty and useless. But he wasn’t going to let any of them feel upset and sad if they were hurt. He wouldn’t stand for any of his roommate to be hurt or upset. Salva hadn’t heard any of the drama that went down to make Jeremy feel like this and he didn’t want to know either. Salva wasn’t the best person to console for comfort, but he was going to do his best. He was going to have to figure out what happened and who he needed to have words with. That probably wasn’t the best way to fill his time and maybe Jeremy wouldn’t want that, but Salva sure as hell wasn’t going to leave him so sad and upset. He kept the anger from boiling up inside him, but kept it at bay knowing that wouldn’t help in the situation at all. Salva didn’t actually know what to do because he’d never comforted anyone like this before, but he was going to do his damned best to help Jeremy. He walked closer to his roommate – were they even friends? Salva didn’t know and didn’t care to know – and reached his hand out. This wasn’t like with Sonder, who was broken and bruised and someone had made him like that with physical abuse. This was different. He’d been like this before. Jeremy had been hurt by someone without physical contact; it was words and emotions that made him hurt. Salva just didn’t know what those words were and who said the words and the entire situation, but he knew the sadness in Jeremy’s eyes wasn’t from physical abuse. He put a hand on Jeremy’s shoulder, wondering if that could be in place of a hug or if Jeremy would rather have a hug. He had no idea what to say, but knew he couldn’t very well stand there in silence. “Do you want to tell me what happened, or do you just want to cry about it?” he asked, his voice as calm and full of compassion as he could make it – suffice to say probably wasn’t helpful at all.

[t-michael-larson]

Michael hadn’t expected anyone to really answer his quiet belligerence towards the Wizarding World and its backwards ways, so when he heard the bland comment, it jarred him. He glanced up, confusion scratched into his features, his eyes suddenly guarded. “I’m sorry?” He asked quietly, his mouth going dry. He wasn’t sure what to make of the comments, nor was he used to being called out so blatantly. His eyes darted down to the scribbles on his essay, something Caldwell was always onto him about. He liked to think it was the handwriting of a writer, someone who could put ideas down as quickly as he could make them up in his head, someone with particular attention to higher things than handwriting. He took personal offense to that. “Sorry, I… I wasn’t….” He blushed hard. “Wasn’t talking to anyone,” he mumbled softly, looking back up at the boy. “I’m well aware of writing charms. I’m also aware of how easily they backfire. I’d rather be accurate than comfortable.”

[salvaorlovahow]

     Most of what Salva said came off as offensive, even if he meant it in a nice way. That’s just because he didn’t really like to pretend to be nice just to make someone happy. He thought that was stupid. So maybe his comments came across a little harsher than he truly meant for them to come across. Salva crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at his own homework and his handwriting. It was his father’s handwriting. Salva had learned that penmanship was important at a young age. He took careful time on his essays to make sure that his handwriting was perfect and the information in each essay was precise. It’s what made him have such good marks in his classes. “Well, you shouldn’t have said anything aloud if you weren’t talking to anyone. It was an invitation to be answered.” Salva didn’t believe anything was actually rhetorical or didn’t mean to be answered if it was said out loud. “That’s why you proofread it. But sure, I guess it’s better to be accurate than for it to be riddled with mistakes.”