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Albus, 6th year, Slytherin

[maryruthlikesmusic]

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you took the time to memorize me: my fears, my hopes, and dreams. i just like hanging out with you, all the time.

[ashnweasley-blog]

….No this is not a Gryffindor tie…what are you talking about…? [He hurriedly strips off the tie with a string of curses and tosses it away.]

[severuspotterss]

Ooh, the mystery of the Gryffindor tie. She rolled her eyes, extending her leg to pick it up with her toe. Lovely.

[oldestpotter-james-blog]

How so? Did I break your heart recently? I’m sorry. I don’t remember what I did, but I’m sorry.

[Takes a minute to ask a house elf to rely his request to Peony before grinning.] It’ll be ready soon.

[severuspotterss]

No, but you would if you charmed a broom for yourself and not for me.

Albus just raised his eyebrows in distant amusement, crossing his arms. Alright.

[colourlessfletcher]

I always look like that. Not overly fond of the random touching.

[severuspotterss]

I'm sorry to have touched you, then. I'm also sorry that your face is permanently set at unhappy. Seems a bit unfortunate.

[terrence-flint-blog]

Effort.

Oh? How so.

[severuspotterss]

Oh, lovely, really.

What excuse do you have to only read?

[freyedlaces-blog]

Yeah, but I’m not your mom!

[severuspotterss]

You're not?

[colourlessfletcher]

Do you normally do that?

[severuspotterss]

No, you just didn't look happy. Thought I'd try and distract you.

[terrence-flint-blog]

I wouldn’t even know where to begin with that sentence.

All I can do. Read.

[severuspotterss]

You should try.

Bollocks.

[freyedlaces-blog]

Did you just fucking snort? Did you snort? Oh my Godric, do you snort when you laugh? Are you a snorter? That’s fucking adorable.

[severuspotterss]

I.. Are you serious? Who thinks snorting is cute? Not even my mom thinks it's cute when I snort!

[oldestpotter-james-blog]

You…? Knock me out? I’d be heartbroken by the betrayal. Heartbroken I tell you.

All righty. Lemme just call up Peony.

[severuspotterss]

Yeah? Heartbroken? I mean, it'd just be fair, you know?

Right. I can wait.

[terrence-flint-blog]

That was a very confusing sentence.

I don’t know. I read a lot. Things blur together.

[severuspotterss]

Was it? How?

Maybe you're reading too much.

[freyedlaces-blog]

Slowly, he reaches into his pocket to pull out a sweet, popping it into his mouth while keeping his glare locked on Albus.

…Are you calling me fat?

[severuspotterss]

Albus snorted and shook his head, shrugging his shoulders, eyes pinned to Jack. You took what I said and made it that.

[colourlessfletcher]

… Can you let go of my face now?

[severuspotterss]

I mean, you asked nicely, so I guess.

[freyedlaces-blog]

You just about ripped my chin off!

[severuspotterss]

It's just a chin! You've got more than one!

[terrence-flint-blog]

Seriously? Good luck with that.

One never says things about cake unless they actually want a cake. I read that somewhere.

[severuspotterss]

I mean, who knows if I'll succeed. If you work against my effort then I might admit defeat.

Did you read that in a children's book?

[oldestpotter-james-blog]

Have I told you I loved you lately? Cause I do. Tons and tons and tons. And if you ask real nice I’ll charm a broom for you too.

Also, vanilla or chocolate?

[severuspotterss]

I mean, if you ask nicely, I'll actually show you where the brooms are, and not take you to an abandoned classroom and knock you out.

Chocolate, of course.

[terrence-flint-blog]

Not really, no. Not a thing I do.

Looks like you’re on your own for a cake.

[severuspotterss]

I feel obligated to change that, now.

I didn't really want cake, it was just a thing that I said.