[imperfect-robin]

slytherdrew·:

@imperfect-robin

Andrew walked into the bar first, reaching out a hand for Robin to take. He knew she hadn’t left the house since the attack and honestly, he was worried for her. The blond had witnessed first hand how bad things could get for her, and he worried about her going to that place again. He offered her a smile, hand still extended. “We’ll just have some fun, okay?” He met her gaze. “And I’ll be here.” 

The redhead trailed behind him slowly, unsure about the whole situation. She was beginning to doubt her choice of coming out as she looked around the bar noticing that there were a few more people in there than she would have liked. It was probably too late to turn back now anyway, plus if she kept putting it off any longer she may never leave the house again. Robin wasn’t quite sure why she had been so anxious to leave the house, she couldn’t work out whether it had developed after the attack or if it was down to her being depressed again – either way she found herself wanting to stay cooped up hidden away from the world. Robin’s grip tightened as they made their way through the crowd. “Just don’t leave my side, okay?” She told him chewing on her lip.

[slytherdrew]

Andrew offered Robin a small smile as she spoke. "I promise." He reassured her as they both moved into the bar. Usually, he might have asked her to grab a table while he ordered the drinks. But tonight thay didnt seem like a realistic request. So, instead he walked up to the bar with her in tow, ordered a glass of whiskey for himself and turned to her. "What are you feeling?" He asked, eyes moving over the woman to take in her current state. She was quite obviously anxious -- that was to be expected.

[slytherdrew]

@imperfect-robin

Andrew walked into the bar first, reaching out a hand for Robin to take. He knew she hadn’t left the house since the attack and honestly, he was worried for her. The blond had witnessed first hand how bad things could get for her, and he worried about her going to that place again. He offered her a smile, hand still extended. “We’ll just have some fun, okay?” He met her gaze. “And I'll be here.” 

[slytherdrew]

Are you the “dominant” or the “submissive” part in a relationship?

So far I’ve definitely fallen into the role of dominant in the relationships I have had. 

[slytherdrew]

[slytherdrew]

missvioletdanes·:

Violet gave the smallest of laughs. “I think I may have hidden them in my stomach.” She told him with a sheepish smile thinking back to all the times she’d steal one when going into the kitchen. “Are you?” The blonde asked raising a brow before continuing “If I’m honest I was expecting a told you so.” It perhaps sounded a little harsh considering her brother was sat there comforting her but she knew her brother’s feelings on the male and his disapproval of their friendship. 

The corner’s of his lips grew into a smile. “I thought as much.” Andrew waited a moment before replying, simply saying: “In a way.” Not the way that meant he was sorry that Isaac had left, of course. “I could have said that, but I didn’t think it would help all that much.” He told her honestly. It was useless to lie and tell her that he wished Isaac hadn’t left her alone.

[imperfect-robin]

slytherdrew·:

“It’s a lot harder than it looks.” He said, looking up at the other individual with a smile. “And he’s a lot heavier.“ 

Robin raised her brow, the smallest of smirks tugging at her lips. It had been the most she’d been able to manage since her false arrest. Her moods had been low again and she’d found herself hiding away from the world. It had been the first day in a while that she’d been out of the house. “Drew, that is possibly the smallest dog I have ever seen. I can’t see him being heavy at all.” 

[slytherdrew]

A smile grew on the blond's lips as he looked up at his friend, happy to see her smiling too. If only slightly. "He may be small but he's packed on a few pounds." He said, moving his other hand to hold the dog as if it were rather heavy and standing up. He walked over to her and held the little puppy out. "You're welcome to see for yourself," he offered, getting ready to place the dog in her hands. One hand on each side of the small frame, pretending it was a struggle to even hold it there. "Be careful, though. It'll shock you."

[slytherdrew]

“It’s a lot harder than it looks.” He said, looking up at the other individual with a smile. "And he's a lot heavier." 

[slytherdrew]

missvioletdanes·:

Leaning forward the blonde dipped her finger into the cream, before popping it into her mouth sucking the cream from her finger. “Mmm, it’s just missing the marshmallows.” She stated with a smile. Her eyes fell on the one flower that seemed to still be in full bloom, she’d overlooked it before distracted by the slow browning decay of the other flowers. “So it is.” Violet acknowledged with a smile. She peered over at her brother nodding. “Isaac.” She clarified pausing before continuing. “He returned to the death eaters. Turns out you were right.” A small scoff left her lips as a stray tear fell from her face.

“I did try.” Andrew said with a smile. “But, either you’ve hidden them, or we’re out.” He hadn’t found any in the cupboard. It was nice to see the smile on his sister’s face, even though he knew it was only a temporary thing. Andrew nodded in understanding as she said his name. He wish he could say that he was surprised -- well, he didn’t really wish at all -- but he was not. The blond struggled to find something to say that wasn’t along the lines of: Of course he did. “I’m sorry.” He was only sorry that Violet was hurting because of it. “Is that what the dreams are about?” 

[slytherdrew]

missvioletdanes·:

The young witch only tore her eyes away from the flowers as she heard her brother speaking. She forced a smile to her face. Her eyes fell on the hot chocolate in his hands, a more genuine smile tugged at her lips as she noted the cream - just like when they were kids. “Can I give you an I owe you?” She joked with the smallest of laughs. Violet shrugged. “They’re dead.” She stated simply. “Elodie gave me them last week. Maybe I should replace them.” The blonde mused aloud thinking back to their mother’s love of flowers. She fell silent again, mulling things over in her head. “He left.” It was so vague that the male would probably have no idea what his sister was on about but Violet couldn’t help the words slipping from her lips.

Andrew smiled down at his sister and nodded, glad to see the smile that had graced her own lips -- if even for just a moment. The blond’s gaze moved back to the flowers, moving over the petals that had fallen onto the coffee table. “Maybe.” Andrew agreed with another nod of the head. “This one’s still fine.” He brushed his finger along one of them -- it was still at full bloom and a far cry from the others that were wilting significantly. Hearing Violet’s two low words, the blond’s brows furrowed slightly in confusion. “Left?” He asked, hoping she would clarify.

[slytherdanes]

What if I’m far from home? Oh brother, I will hear you call! What if I lose it all? Oh sister, I will help you out! Oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do

[slytherdrew]

missvioletdanes·:

Violet felt her heart being to slow back down to its regular pace as her brother squeezed her hand. She followed him downstairs trying to concentrate on anything but her thoughts. Her eyes settled on the flowers on the coffee table as she sat down on the sofa. The blonde gave a small nod to her brother though her eyes remained on the flowers “Could I have some hot chocolate please?” She asked her voice quiet and raspy from screaming in her sleep. There were petals on the coffee table surrounding the vase. They were beginning to wilt. She tried to remember how long they’d been there for but failed to come up with an answer, she vaguely remembered Elodie giving them her after visiting Jean. The blonde found herself thinking back to when their mother was alive. She loved flowers. Violets were her favourite hence the blonde’s name, though it was lilies that she kept around the house. Violet almost felt bad for not keeping them in the house.

Andrew nodded at his sister’s request and quickly made his way into the kitchen to fulfil it. One for her and another for him. He opened the fridge to check if they had any cream to accompany the beverage and to his luck, they did. A few minutes later, Andrew brought two perfectly crafted hot chocolates into the living room and placed it on the table in front of her. “There you go. 5 knuts extra for the toppings.” He said, laughing lightly and sitting down beside her. “What’s with the flowers?” He asked, noticing how intently she had been gazing at them before he had came back into the room.

[misunderstoodspencer]

Closed starter || @slytherdrew

Spencer had already begun to doubt the plans he’d made with Andrew. He wanted to go and he wanted to finally be able to let loose for once but the whole thing was rather risky. It would be nice to get to know the blond a bit better, though the fact he didn’t know the Slytherin all that well worried him. Who knows what he would say once he’d gotten drunk– who knows what Andrew would do with what he heard or saw. He shook his head trying to rid himself of the thoughts. No, he’d go there and have some fun – maybe even make a friend. There was something about the blond that drew him in. Not to mention his good looks.  Anyway, he was glad to have a reason to get out of the house, he just wished he could have left before his father got home but the male knew if he did his father would make him regret it later. Peering over at the alarm clock beside his bed he saw that he still had an hour or two to go before he had set off. He’d already been to shops to buy some firewhisky and some beers, along with some crisps and sweets. The items has been stuffed in a carrier bag and hidden behind the coat stand by the front door.

A sigh left his lips as he tried to think of something to do to pass the time. He’d already ensured the house was tidy for his father’s return. Yawning, he decided to crash on his bed while he waited.

Next thing the male knew he was being woken by his father’s booming voice shouting up the stairs. Cursing, he pushed himself up off of the bed running a hand through his hair. “Coming.” He shouted back before picking up the pot of hair wax by his mirror and rubbing it on his hands before running it through his hair styling it. Once he was finished he made his way downstairs. He always dreaded the walk down the stairs, knowing what or rather who waited for him at the bottom of them. Spencer could only hope that his father wasn’t in too bad of a mood. “Hey.” His voice was quiet and meek. His father only nodded to acknowledge him. “Erm, I was just wondering if it would be okay for me to go out?” The male found himself chewing on his lip nervously. His father raised his brow.              “Go out where?” He asked turning his head to finally look at his son.              Spencer paused knowing he couldn’t tell him he was going to Andrew’s house. He could imagine how that would go down. Instead, he went with someone he knew his father would be okay with. “Just to Odessa’s, Sir. I wanted to go check on her after what happened.” Spencer replied feeling guilty for using his cousin’s condition to sneak out. His father just sighed before rolling his eyes.              “You’re to be back before midnight, do I make myself clear?” He gave Spencer a warning look that told him what would happen if disobeyed. Spencer just nodded.              “Yes, sir.” It didn’t take long for the male to make his way to the blond’s house. He brought his hand up to knock on the door before taking a step back.

[slytherdrew]

Andrew was quite frankly surprised that he had managed to get the other wizard to agree to finally let loose and have a little fun. It wasn't that Spencer didn't look like he could have fun and enjoy himself -- it was more like he forcibly stopped himself from doing so. Every time Andrew had spoken to him, he had never seemed relaxed or comfortable. Even when noticing from a distance. For a while, it hadn’t seemed like it would be something he would be interested in. Nevertheless, he was glad that Spencer had agreed to come over. And, Andrew wasn't about to make him regret that decision. To say that Andrew was prepared for an eventuality was correct -- well, in terms of the alcohol Spencer might take a liking to, anyway. He had spirits of all sorts, cider, wine, beer. Only the latter he had needed to get in. The rest had already been present in the house. What could he say? He liked to maintain stock.

Hearing the knock on the door, Andrew ran a hand through his hair, ensuring that nothing was too out of place, and walked towards the door. Opening it, he was greeted by the cold air that rushed inside as well as the dark-haired wizard he had been expecting. A smile found its way to Andrew's lips and he opened the door a little more, his hand stretching out towards the inside. "Come in -- it's freezing out there." He chuckled lightly. But, truthfully, given that Andrew didn't have any further layers on in preparation for the outside cold, it really was freezing out there. "I can take your coat, if you want to head into through." The blond offered with another smile, gesturing toward the hallway and to the door that lead into the living room.

"Have you eaten?" Andrew asked, very aware that this evening could go a lot quicker in terms of getting to that drunk stage if he hadn't.

[slytherdrew]

missvioletdanes‌:

Violet nodded silently yet she continued to cry not being able to stop replaying that night in her mind, in no order just disjointed, like a picture in the theatre. She attempted to wipe the tears away but all it did was smear them across her cheeks. The blonde nodded trusting her brother’s words. As he pulled away she shoved all the covers off of her that were tangled around her limbs and stood up reaching for her brother’s hand. “Okay.” She replied quietly, sniffing away the tears.

Andrew took his sister's hand, squeezing it tightly for reassurance. He lead the blonde out of her room, down the stairs and into the living room, turning on the lamp to get a bit of dim light filling the room. "You sit down." He said, his tond gentle. "I'll grab us a drink -- what would you like?" He offered his sister a smile. There was a lot going on in his head about why she was having these dreams and who was the root cause of them. There were things he would like to ask, but none of that would be helpful. So, for now, he just settled on the things he could do for her. A nice warm drink and some company. Getting her out of her room was probably also a good start.

[slytherdrew]

missvioletdanes·:

Violet was relieved to see her brother enter the room, he always managed to make her feel safe. She buried her head into his chest, a sob leaving her lips as she shook her head. “B-But it wasn’t… It happened and I can’t stop it replaying in my head.” The blonde explained through tears referring to the night she was attacked by Isaac. She found herself confused how to feel. She and Isaac had become friends before he went back to the death eaters and although she felt he was a different person to the one that had attacked her she knew it was still him – which was the thing that had her feeling so torn. 

His brows drew together and the frown on his lips grew as she spoke. Of course it wasn’t just a dream -- it was a dream that had happened in the past. But, it was the past. Not for him, of course, he was still very much willing to beat the shit into the individual who had left his sister with these nightmares. “This time it was a dream.” Andrew said, voice soft but sure. “No one is going to hurt you.” He would make sure of that. He pulled away just slightly so he was able to take her in and meet her gaze. “Come on, we’ll go downstairs and make you a hot drink.” He said, figuring it would be best to get her up and thinking of something else. 

[missvioletdanes]

Closed Starter || @slytherdrew

An ominous boom startled Violet out of her abysmal nightmare. Her cheeks were wet and her body was bathed in a cold sweat. The sheets were twisted around her limbs, probably because she was thrashing in her sleep. Her heart pounded against her chest. Violet trembled. The room was entirely dark. No light anywhere. The remnants of her nightmare still clung to her mind, haunting her.  Another flash of lightning illuminated the room in blinding light. The blonde let out a frightened cry and buried her face into her pillow as she saw the shadows in her room that resembled a figure. Her breath trembled, tears running down her face as her nightmare replayed in her mind. She swallowed and once again turned to see the endless darkness of her room. The witch couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t alone.

[slytherdrew]

Hearing a scream come from his sister’s room, Andrew rushed up the stairs and opened the door to the blonde’s room. “Vi?!” He looked in, seeing that his sister was not harmed so to speak, but clearly startled and also upset. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened, and Andrew doubted it would be the last. He was never entirely sure what to do, but he walked into the room anyway, slowly and cautiously, knowing that she must be on edge. The blond sat down at the side of her bed, pulling her into a hug. He didn’t particularly care that she was wet with tears and sweat -- he just wanted to make sure she was okay. “It was just a dream.” He assured her in a hushed tone.

[slytherdrew]

misunderstoodspencer·:

The male gave a small laugh, running a hand through his hair. “Erm, yeah, that sounds great.” He replied before clearing his voice. “What should I bring?” The alcohol was a given but he wasn’t all that sure whether he would need anything else. 

Andrew pressed his lips together for a moment, considering what exactly the wizard should bring along. “Something to drink,” he began -- he had plenty but just in case what he did have wasn’t Spencer’s style, it was probably best he bring things also. “Maybe something to snack on. Though we can get food in, if need be.” He shrugged, not caring too much about that. “And yourself.” He offered a smile, eyes fixing with Spencer’s.

[misunderstoodspencer]

slytherdrew·:

Andrew returned the wizard’s smile. “I’m sure we’d be able to.” It shouldn’t have been too difficult. “And how private would you like it?” He asked, raising a brow, tongue running along his bottom lip. When the wizard further expressed his interest, his lips curled upwards. “Then we better work quick, don’t you think?” 

Spencer smiled in reply trying not to think too much about who he was making the plans with. It was one thing getting drunk behind his father’s back but secretly getting drunk with a muggleborn– his father would kill him. He knew he was meant to hate the male in front of him but he struggled to find it within himself. The blond had been nothing but polite with him, and there had been no judgments cast which he often found people doing after finding out his surname. If anything he found himself wanting to get to know the wizard more. “Private enough so that it’s just the two of us?” He replied eyes fixed on the male’s lips as his tongue brushed across them. A smirk tugged at his lips as he gave a small chuckle. “Yes, I think that would be best.”

[slytherdrew]

"That's the easiest kind of private." Andrew said, a smirk slowly finding its way to his lips. A light chuckle filled the space around them and the blond nodded. "Well, how does my place sound?" He asked, raising a brow as he met the wizard's gaze again. "My sister shouldn't be around for the night." He added, to reassure him.