yes?

Albus Potter, Slytherin

[mockhalcyon-blog]

No one marched into their place at random and asked for such advice on wands. Not that it was their business in particular what he was up to, but they found themselves to be growing ever the curiouser about it. After all, they had not been what would have been considered the top student whilst at Hogwarts, always managing to get into their own bout of trouble. “It can do very little, I would think; unless you alter the ingredients with the wand before putting them into the potion beforehand. Once the potion takes hold, then you must alter through potions and not with the wand.” They leaned back in the chair and nonchalantly looked at the pencil cup. “Perhaps it would be simpler if you would show me what you’re wanting.”

[sevpotter]

Albus stared at Katherine, trying to decide whether or not he’d get more help if he told them straight out what he was doing. Probably. It seemed like they were willing to help, and hadn’t struck him as the type to run and tell someone. Plus, they were both on the same side, weren’t they? Deciding in a split second, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a well worn piece of parchment, with an altered recipe for a wit-sharpening potion. “I’m trying to turn the wit-sharpening potion into a potion that’ll help whoever’s drinking it to see solutions to problems in front of them, tactical advantages, weaknesses, the like.” He wasn’t overly confident he’d be able to do it, but he wasn’t giving up any time soon. With as much of his family involved in the resistance as there was, he wanted to do whatever he could to make sure they didn’t get hurt.

[evelynrosier-blog]

“Intention does not excuse actions.” Evelyn kept the frown on her face, listening to what was said. If this were not a work place perhaps she would have softened her expression and found the joke amusing. But this was a work place and she was not pleased. “If you do not need to be here I suggest you leave.”

[sevpotter]

“Right, of course I should leave, I’ve got a cat to attend to and you’ve got a couch,” he replied, and pushed himself off the couch, rising to his full height before stretching out. “I will be keeping in mind how comfortable your couches here are, without a doubt.” Whether she could hear the unspoken ‘I’ll be back’ was a mystery to Albus.

[scorpiusmalfxy]

When Albus moved away Scorpius was caught off balance a little but quickly corrected the imbalance. “Hands, teeth, alohomora.” He watched Albus try to pry open the object, shrugged and moved about once again finding Albus’ legs less comfortable as time went by. “It might react to fire or water but I hadn’t had time for those on the way here so I wouldn’t know. But fire might also fuck it up so I don’t want to set it alight just yet.”

[sevpotter]

Albus had been halfway to his wand as Scorpius stated that he didn’t want to set the object on fire quite yet, and casually dropped his hand on Scorpius’ leg, trying to make it look like he hadn’t been eager to light whatever it was on fire. “Maybe it needs a code word, like... butterscotch. Or melons. Something like that.” He watched the object intently, seeing if any of the words happened to be the key to opening it. 

[adriannathorne-blog]

She smirked slightly, satisfied with what she had caused. “Yup! As long as you don’t go back to sleep, yes.” Adrianna withdrew her wand and tucked it back into her wrist holster under her sleeve. “It’s good that you’re up, I was considering throwing a Rictusempra at you.”

“Then you’re an idiot. Nobody at the Ministry leaves before they’re supposed          to, or arrives before they’re supposed to. We’re all very punctual.”

[sevpotter]

“If I were to go back to sleep, would the Rictusempra be the worst you’d throw at me?” Albus wasn’t actually considering it, just wanted to see what would happen, were he to. Once he was awake, though, he tended to stay awake. “Or would the wand end up inside of me this time?”

“I don’t know if I quite believe that. I feel like I’ve seen plenty of people leave early.”

[scorpiusmalfxy]

“Does a self-stiring cauldron not produce Albus quality potions?” Scorpius joked, knowing that -even though his knowledge of potions was limited- potions were best when the maker paid full attention to them. “Good. If you start sleeping on couches often people are going to think you have no bed.” He rolled the object once over in his hand and let out a light laugh. “I  would never dream of such things! Other department heads and whatever, though, are definitely not beneath me. Belongs to whoever the head of the Obliviator division is. And if you say anything I’m taking you down with me.”

[sevpotter]

“Nothing but Albus produces Albus quality potions,” he replied quickly, leaning backwards on the couch. He really did love his potions, he realized, as he felt his brain starting to drift off topic, to think about what he was brewing right now. “I’ve got a lovely bed that no one but me needs to worry about, thank you.”

Reaching out, Albus took the object from Scorpius, his fingers pressing down at different places, curious about it. “What have you tried to get it open?” He figured if he was going down with Scorpius, he might as well make it worth it, and have as much fun trying to get it open as possible.

[adriannathorne-blog]

“I’m trying to be nice by making you get up from that couch so that you can go somewhere else and sleep or meet whoever you’re here to meet,” just to mess with him a little more, Adrianna started jabbing the wand harder than before, pressing against the skin, “you should really get up before I break skin with this.”                        “In that case, whoever you’re waiting for is a real arsehole.”

[sevpotter]

Albus whimpered as a result of her most recent jab, and finally shifted enough to sit up, looking at her with slightly narrowed eyes. Something about her was making it very difficult to actually be irritated, but he was not enjoying becoming acquainted with her wand. “Are you going to put that away, now?” He asked, before her comment registered. 

“I could just be here for them early, you know.”

[mockhalcyon-blog]

“Sometimes. I can touch on friendliness.” But they preferred to not do as such. It was better to keep them all at a distance. They crossed their arms and thought it over. “I suppose it depends on the control you have over the wand. Potions are an entity all on their own, but other entities can be controlled with wands. You cannot use a wand to change the state of a potion, though; that is all dependent on the work. What exactly are the effects you’re looking for in reference to wands with potions?”

[sevpotter]

“I respect that,” Albus replied with a lazy shrug. Wasn’t his business, he was just here to try and make his potion making as good as he could. “It’s not a specific effect I’m looking for, it’s more that I’m trying to figure out how much a wand could affect a potion. I’m making alterations to a few things, and I want to know if incorporating a wand would have a big enough difference to change the dynamic.” He wasn’t sure how to explain it without fully explaining it, which he didn’t want to do, since he wasn’t sure if it was even possible yet.

[theriddlethatistom]

Nonsense! You can’t steal something that already belongs to you. Though don’t tell Rose. The other day I said that my heart is exclusively hers and I wouldn’t want to be the next Helen of Troy, you know. Oh, don’t worry, the spicy stuff I can find out by spying on you. Asking would be awkward. Alright, first question… What’s your favorite color?

[sevpotter]

Aw, Lils, look at you being sweet. I’m tempted to go and scream about it from the top of our house, but if Rose’s involved.. suppose I’ll pass on that one. We don’t need another war. Spicy... spicy stuff. Lily, where do you get this shit from? But my favorite color’s white. I don’t care what people say about it not being a color.

[scorpiusmalfxy]

As Albus maneuvered himself into a better position, Scorpius found himself moving to allow this to happen. With the hand closest to Albus occupied with the foreign object, the only way he could return the affection was to lean into Albus a little more.“You know what I mean.” Scorpius replied to the statement about sleep before letting it drop. He shook his head slightly when asked the question.“Even I know that would lead to a world of crap I don’t need. It could be from them though. I just found in on an empty desk. I mean, it wasn’t stealing because I don’t think the desk belonged to anyone. No one important anyway.”

[sevpotter]

There was something that had always comforted Albus about Scorpius’ presence. It’d been what, five minutes? And he already could feel some of the stress of his day just slipping away. It’d come back, sure, but for the moment it was forgotten, and by the time it came back, it wouldn’t be as strong. “I couldn’t sleep, needed to stir a potion once every quarter hour. I’ll sleep tonight.” It wasn’t necessary information, but he was tired. Sometimes it was harder to stop irrelevant things from slipping out. “Whose empty desk?” He asked, his attention recaptured. “I hope it was my dad’s desk. Let me get you in trouble, please.”

[evelynrosier-blog]

Evelyn’s eyebrows lowered as he spoke. While she didn’t know everyone in the office, Evelyn recognised the name as a Malfoy one. And she would know if a Malfoy worked here. “Mr. Malfoy does not work here, perhaps you are in the wrong building. In any case, waiting does not equate with napping.”

[sevpotter]

“It’s not like I meant to fall asleep,” he said, pushing himself upright, looking at her, his expression sleepy and a little offended. “I have a perfectly lovely bed, I just happened to fall asleep on your lovely couch. If anything, I should blame the couch, I think it’s seduced me.” This was the moment where he should probably be quiet. She didn’t strike him as the type to be amused by his shit.

[scorpiusmalfxy]

“I’m going to take that as a compliment.” Scorpius grinned to himself, not meeting Albus’ eyes, then adjusted his seat on Albus wondering whether he was light enough to stay there for a while longer without causing pain. He then turned to face Albus who seemed to barely be holding it together. “No idea.” The object was now in his palm, which he proceeded to toss up and catch with one hand. “But it looks like it opens. Dunno how to open it though.“ After speaking he thought it best to raise concern for his friend, who he assumed had been lacking in sleep. "You on your way to the afterlife or did you not get any sleep?”

[sevpotter]

“You should,” Albus replied, and wound one arm around Scorpius’ waist, his forehead leaning against Scorpius’, as he sat up just a bit, trying to make himself look a little less pathetic. He was still tired, yeah, but that was what happened when he was brewing a time sensitive potion. Sometimes sleep had to come second to potion-making. “I slept just now..?” He shrugged, diverting his attention back to the object, curiosity taking over the more awake he became. “Where’d you get this? Didn’t knick it from an unspeakable, right?”

[adriannathorne-blog]

She frowned, jabbing him even harder with the wand. “Are you waiting for someone here? I can send out a paper summons so that they know you’re here.”

[sevpotter]

“Oi.. can’t tell if you’re trying to be nice or trying to kill me here,” Albus said, his voice cracking halfway through from sleep, and rolled over again, opening his eyes to look up at her. “They know I’m here, don’t worry.”

[evelynrosier-blog]

Evelyn turned on her heels once she noticed someone lying on the sofa and raised both eyebrows, unable to raise just the one. "Is there anyone specific you are waiting for? If not, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

[sevpotter]

Albus opened his eyes and rubbed at one with his palm, looking at the woman with the other one. He tried to figure out if she was trying to intimidate him or if that was just her face, and ended up just shrugging it off. “”m waiting for.. ‘m waiting for Scorpius, aren’t I?” There was a good chance he wasn't, he wasn't completely awake yet, but Scorpius was usually a safe bet.

[adriannathorne-blog]

Adrianna frowned and poked the sleeping body with her wand a few times. “There are much better places to fall asleep, y'know. Like, maybe, a bed? Ministry couches are good only for about 10 minutes.”

[sevpotter]

Albus knew it wasn’t the appropriate response, but he just grumbled and turned over, swatting lazily at the wand poking him. “Beds are far away, couches are right here. ‘sides, I have to wait here for another half hour.”

[hopefullyhoping-mini]

Checking her watch for the time, Dominique walked into her cousin’s apartment. It was late in the day and she knew she was a little late, but with hope, he would still be waiting. As she entered the room, her eyes fell onto the male sprawled out on the couch, sleeping. He looked precious and she didn’t wish to wake him. However, she didn’t want him to be uncomfortable and get cramps laying on the couch like that. So instead, she tried to pick him up to move him to his bedroom.

[sevpotter]

Why was his couch moving? That shouldn’t be happening, it was an object that wasn’t supposed to move, especially when he was sleeping on it. He latched onto it and forced his eyes open, confusion too much to ignore. As soon as his eyes were open, he understood what was going on. Trying to sound like he hadn’t been sleeping for a while, he cleared his throat before he spoke. “There goes the rest of my dignity.. someone trying to carry me to bed.. know I’m skinny but man..”

[mockhalcyon-blog]

“Believe me, I have no doubt about that. But that would bring me to do something unpleasant, so let us not cross that bridge.” They straightened in their chair and leaned forward, interested in something other than fixing problems. “Oh? In that case, do take a seat.” Whether it was on the allotted chair in front of the desk, or on the edge of the desk, would remain to be seen.

[sevpotter]

“That was almost friendly,” he replied as he sat down, dropping sideway into the chair, legs dangling over the arm. “I was curious if you knew just how much different wands affect different potions. That is, if they even do. I’m assuming they do, though, since wands affect just about everything.” His eyebrows furrowed, as he realized how vague his question was. He had more to ask, he just didn’t want to get ahead of himself here.

[theriddlethatistom]

In other words, you’re here to steal my cookies. Of course they’re made by gran! I would never betray her and eat other person’s cookies. So no interesting story, then? Fine, can I at least get an interview then? I need to send material to the redaction this week and so far I got nothing.

[sevpotter]

I’m not here to steal anything except the love and affection of my baby sister. Just because Gran’s cookies are the best doesn’t mean that’s all I’m here for. I suppose I might be willing to trade an interview for a cookie, though. Depending on how invasive you're planning on getting, that is. A cookie only goes so far.