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“Ah yes, chocolate to mend a flesh wound.”
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@stevie-hopper-blog
@thecandykingflume
“Nothing a good chocolate frog can’t fix. It’s on the house.”
“Ah yes, chocolate to mend a flesh wound.”
Foresight In a Bottle
@ms-evie-waite
“I think this Prefect is pretty fine on her own…but she always appreciates company.” Evie rolled her eyes. “That’s not what I meant.” She turned the label towards Stevie. “I mean the brand. It was like a pound and a have at the local Sainsbury, so that’s what the bums in the alley next to my mum and I’s flat drank. Therefore, it’s the bum whiskey.”
Stevie’s smile faltered at her, and he rolled his eyes. He was only trying to be kind, but apparently she was quite high on herself. “Right. Well Evie I’m going to leave you with the bottle then, seeing as you know how to use it best.”he offered with a tired look and shrugged. “See you ‘round.”he dismissed, giving one last glance at his pile of pictures, and then descending the stairs.
Strain || Lux & Stevie
@lux-klausen
His smile turned rueful at his (former?) friend’s brisk greeting. He resisted the urge to shrug his shoulders up defensively, or start bouncing on the balls of his feet again, though his hand did start tapping against his thigh where it was tucked into his loose robe pockets. He was sorely tempted to take Stevie up on his offer, to blurt yes and jog in the opposite direction. But…
Lux shot him a sarcastic look, but his tone was as even as Stevie’s when he looked. “Actually one of our classmates was murdered awhile back, so let’s both of us pretend we’re all good for an hour and avoid muggle horror movie tropes that get people killed like ‘let’s split up’.” He sighed. “C’mon Stevie, can’t we suck it up and make awkward small talk for an hour?”
Stevie shifted his weight from left to right as he noticed the small bump that came and disappeared under Lux’s robes. Biting his lip, he ran his hand threw his hair, and rolled his eyes at the sarcastic look. Naturally.
“I’d rather not make awkward small talk.”he clucked his tongue on the ‘k’ and then shrugged his shoulders. “Let’s not be the first victim in a horror film, hmm?”he offered with a tight lipped smile. Lux was right, but that didn’t mean Stevie needed to give him the satisfaction. “Let’s try for no anxious ticks too.”he offered his shoulder as he began to walk the halls.
“It’s fine, it was a prank and I didn’t think anything less for field day.”
Strain || Lux & Stevie
Lux tapped a small clear packet against his hand anxiously, frowning at the green powder contents and his own frantic energy. Anyone who had known Lux for longer than a week knew that he didn’t handle tense situations well. He didn’t like conflict, drama, or high emotions. When given the chance, he would almost always choose to avoid a potentially uncomfortable situation altogether. However this time, he hadn’t been given the choice- prefect rounds were mandatory, and the partner rotation wasn’t something he had the authority to change.
Giving up, he tapped a small amount of the calma soro on his tongue and quickly tucked the small bag away. He would definitely want it later, and it spared him having to pull it out later in front of Stevie and suffer either a lecture or a disappointed, angry look. This next hour was going to be bad enough.
As if on cue, Lux noticed a familiar face making his way towards him and he offered a smile, a genuine as he could manage. Just because things were- the way they were didn’t mean he was going to make things worse by being rude. “Hey Stevie, how’s it going?” he greeted calmly, raising his hand in a half attempt at a wave before shoving his hands in his robe pockets. “Ready to get started?”
Stevie’s means of ignoring how he was feeling was finding every minute to do something and go from night to day. If he was thinking about exams, duties or people then he himself didn’t need time to think. It was reasonable. Yet as he crept closer he began to feel Lux’s presence.
His brain felt like it was short circuiting and once Stevie passed one student and then another he could see the boy clearly. The smile popped up with such ease that Stevie’s feet began to slow. Were they on friendly terms? The boy slowed as he made his way closer. “Let’s get started.”He insisted, glossing over Lux’s former question.
“So if you’d like we can split up sections to save more time for prosperity.”he offered evenly.
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@lia-villace
“Yup.” Lia stated. “Tons.” One would have been a ton, really. “But that’s exciting! What house do you think they’re gonna be in? We can have a bet.” She said slyly. “You can give me their stats and we’ll both pick a house. See who wins start of next year.”
Stevie finished of his shading, his pointer finger pressing into the parchment, and pausing at her question. He hadn’t really thought about it much, he just wanted his siblings with him. Granted he’d only be in school with Jamie. “Hum, here.”he offered instead, gesturing toward the girl, while holding the parchment.
Foresight In a Bottle
@aineohannigan
“You can’t really bore me with something I choose to do willingly.” Aine pointed out. “But it’s your business if you don’t want to tell me.”
Stevie looked at the girl, and the way Aine appeared. Did she know she looked cold? Stevie couldn’t be sure, but he was growing increasingly more uncomfortable as time ticket by, and he wasn’t good at sharing. At least not with people he didn’t share with. “Can I walk you back to your common room?”he answered in question in stead. Evading the curiosity was Stevie’s best policy, and he figured that if Hannigan was here than perhaps Professor Tyler may be close behind if she was in fact insightful.
@thegoodecallalily
Calla smiled politely, fiddling with her hair before she actually responded. “Well, I might have misread the last few lines of the translation piece. I was comparing answers with Professor Alfredsson, and while she did say she wouldn’t mind…I don’t know, Stevie.” She sighed, her shoulders dropping. “Being the only person in your class can be somewhat of a…stressful situation sometimes.” Turning to him, Calla gave him a small smile, trying to ease her own worry. “How about you? How do you find it?”
Stevie was beginning to feel normal, as normal as he could around the girl, but then a question he’d been ignoring since he began to talk to her crept up to the forefront of his mind. ‘You don’t know a lot do you.’his mind quipped as he tilted his head at the girl, smiling still, and shrugging. “I enjoy it.”
“Listen, Calla, I’ve got to go now... uhm. I’ll see you around alright?”
@wallace-quimby
Wallace knew they were both perfectly aware of what Stevie was talking about. They did only have one mutual interest. He looked down for a second, contemplating, before meeting Stevie’s eyes again. “And not, say, I dunno… you?” Wallace asked calmly. It was a guess he was willing to push at, just in case it was accurate.
Stevie’s bones stacked on themselves as he stared hard at the boy. This wasn’t a conversation where Stevie wanted to give answers - he just wanted answers. After a brief moment, the boy’s tongue swiped his bottom lip, and all at once Stevie began to gather his things. How he’d found himself on the ledge in a courtyard with Wallace Quimby of all people, and why he asked to sketch the boy was beyond him. Perhaps to be closer in some way to Lux? Stevie wasn’t grounded in answers, just more questions. “I don’t know what you’re on about.”Stevie spat, not meaning too, but his tone came out harder and sharper than he intended. “Here.”he muttered as he bunched the paper up of the boy’s face and tossing at him underhand.
Foresight In a Bottle
@livewithliamlumley
With permission from Jourdana, Liam ran about the moonlight basked hallways in search of his trusty notebook. He had been literally on every floor in the castle that day looking for interviews and researching for a personal project. Remembering that he set it down to explain his survey to Professor Tyler, he headed for her classroom. He peered into the room, still thinking it rude just to burst in without permission. Instead of a professor, his eyes met with that of Stevie Hooper’s. “Ay, pal. What you doing here this time of night?”
Stevie’s eyes twitched at the peek of a head into the classroom. Couldn’t people be left alone, let alone be in their common rooms. “I’m on duty.”he grumbled out, unlike his normal chipper tone, and leaning back against his chair. He didn’t talk a whole lot with Liam Lumley, but he wasn’t a bad bloke at all. Being a Hufflepuff meant he was generally polite, but right now was not a time he wanted company. “Why are you in the Astronomy tower?”
cheap trick | grace & stevie
The evening’s patrol hadn’t yielded anything, which was unusual for a Saturday night. Grace was pretty eager to get to bed, but patrolling with Stevie was at least not as awkward as it would be if she was with, say, Lux Klausen or Astor Goode. She and Hopper at least got along, and they hadn’t had the same sort of tension between them as she’d had with certain others lately.
She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, before starting in on her turn for their game of Would You Rather with, “Clean everyone’s cauldrons after Potions, or have extra assignments in every class—oh, dear.” They rounded the corner of the hallway, and Grace’s eyes narrowed on a student whose head was bowed and their face covered by their hands. She drew her wand, and took quick steps towards them. “Are you alright?”
@stevie-hopper
“Raleigh don’t just throw up your wand at them.”he chided in a gently manor, raising his hand toward Grace as he took shortened strides towards the student. While they were always on patrol, and most people saw Prefects as police more than just helpers of the student body, Stevie didn’t really think raising a wand was necessary. Not that he hadn’t come across some vicious peers as of late.
“Extra assignments.”he murmured over his shoulder as he hunched his shoulders and scratched at his nape. “Are you -”he began at the student but as soon as Stevie’s hand came to clasp on the student something very sinister occurred: His hand went to clasp, a chuckle was heard distantly, and then suddenly the sound of a balloon fizzling out before - BOOM. A loud crack echoed against the walls as an explosion occurred before them.
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@wallace-quimby
“Right you are…” Wallace said absently, his gaze being drawn to Hopper’s face and his look of irritation. He clearly wasn’t really wanted here—so why had he been asked to sit? Obligation to Lux, came the answer, easily rising to the surface of his reasoning. Well, if that’s the case. Wallace wasn’t in the mood to indulge someone, not even for Lux’s sake, and if Stevie wasn’t providing adequate occupation, he’d find it elsewhere. Quietly he remarked, “Perhaps you should try still-life next time, Steven. A fruit basket’d probably suit your needs better, conversation-wise.” He gave the other boy a brief smile before rising to leave.
“My names not Steven.”he quipped back with a narrow of his eyes, watching the boy rise, and biting his bottom lip. “I just don’t get it. I don’t get why it had to be you.”he said after a pregnant pause.
Foresight In a Bottle
ms-evie-waite
Pascal hissed a bit at the new face, but once Evie tossed a treat down to him, he was a happy camper. “Well, I’m already being an uncharacteristic rule breaker.” She strutted over and plucked the bottle from the elder prefect’s hand. “So,” she paused as the burning liquid slid easily down her throat. “What brings you to the shadows this evening, Mr. Hopper? And why are you drinking bum whiskey?”
Having siblings meant ignoring things, even the little things, and Stevie found himself glossing over the creature entirely. “I mean you’re safe with a prefect.”He shrugged lazily, but he could understand that. “Not all of us have money Miss Waite.”he countered with an arched brow.
Foresight In a Bottle
@aineohannigan “A moment.” Aine repeated before nodding her head. “Alright. Shall I inquire about what unfortunate circumstances have resulted in you partaking in your ‘new venture’ or would you like to keep it to yourself?”
“I don’t think you’re remotely interested in hearing and I don’t want to bore you.”he dismissed with polite ease.
@lia-villace “Oh,” Lia said rather surprised. “Well, that’s kind of you. Do you have a lot of siblings then? Do you miss them?”
“I have three, and the oldest turns eleven this year and I think may come to Hogwarts... I’m not sure about the others - oh yeah I miss them tons.”