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@squibbed​

     How he had managed to get himself into detention was probably going to be a discussion for the ages. Apparently, it was frowned upon to hex your classmates, even when they really did deserve it. So McGonagall, the old hag, had decided that his detention would consist of writing lines. He would have preferred to clean cauldrons in the dungeons, but she had apparently figured that out.

     When he’d entered the classroom, there was nobody else there, which was probably for the better. He preferred detention without onlookers. So when the door opened and someone else came in, he groaned, muttered “Merlin’s beard” under his breath, and rolled his eyes, all before he had even noticed it was someone from his own House. He knew who it was, hell /everyone/ in Slytherin probably knew who the guy was. He’d made sure of that. And with all the side-hustles the guy had going on, almost everyone had had an encounter at one point or another. But to say he could remember his /name/…

     “So what are you here for?”

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@ghostofaformerself​

    She glanced at the other woman from the corners of her eyes, trying to take her measure. Trying to see what her brother saw in this one. “You’re so skinny,” she finally said, resting her hands on her hips as she turned to face the brunette. “Does Xander even feed you? Or do you feed yourself?” She was fully aware that her brother despised his name being shortened to that. One more reason to keep doing it.

    “C’mon, just admit you’re just using my brother, alright? I won’t blame you. I mean that was one hell of a display back then. When Xander gets upset, he gets upset. But it’s over now, we can stop pretending.” She let her gaze wander over the other. “You really don’t know the half of what he is capable of doing, girl. It’ll raise the hairs on the back of your neck.”

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@ladieslush​ ~ Jasmine

     It was a beautiful day, and with the girls running rampant in the house, Lill had decided to take them outside, to let them spend their energy in the park in an attempt to keep her possessions in one piece. It was an adventure on its own to keep the girls from running away from her in different directions, but in the end, she had managed to do just that.

     She plopped down on one of the park benches, and dropped the bag she was carrying on the ground at her feet. She had come prepared with snacks and drinks, but that did mean she was lugging around a heavy bag. Sighing, she let herself rest back against the bench, glancing to her left and smiling at the person sitting next to her.

     “Hi,” she said, a little wave of her hand, before she turned her gaze back on the girls, who were by now running around the playground like maniacs. “One of them yours?” She asked, gesturing vaguely towards all the kids on the playground. “Or are you just here cause you don’t have enough screaming in your daily life.” It was an attempt at being funny, but it had almost seemed like she’d lost her sense of humor when she got the girls. Some of her friends had told her dat this was ‘mom humor’, a side branch of ‘dad humor’.