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Mère et Petit | Julian & Sicheng

@hufsicheng

The sun was setting slowly over the lake as Julian made his way through the halls of the school. There were still a few hours till curfew and several students milled about the halls as it was the weekend and they never had anything better to do with their time right before dinner. 

Julian often didn’t attend dinner in the Great Hall. He much preferred to spend his meal time helping the house elves preparing dessert in the kitchens. He always ate afterwards, of course, but he did love to bake. 

He rounded the corner that lead to the entrance way and stopped when he saw a student sitting with his back against the wall, charms text book open and in his lap. The boy seemed to be sleeping with his face in his hands. Jules raised an eyebrow and took a step towards the boy. He wasn’t breaking any rules, but he still shouldn’t be sleeping in the halls. He would ruin his sleep habits, or worse, sleep through dinner. 

Julian was about to rouse the boy when he heard soft muttering coming from behind the hands. Startled, Julian focused on the words to try and make them out. Some of them definitely didn’t seem to be in English, but what he could make out was something along the lines of ‘this is impossible’.

Now that was no kind of attitude to have about Julian’s classes.

With a soft smile, Julian knelt down next to the boy and gently tapped him on the head with two fingers. “I don’t mean to interrupt your angsting, but do you need some help?”

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Rats | Open

Deedee liked to play pranks. She especially liked to play pranks on the teachers. Her brother was usually a good target, as he didn’t do much in the way of punishment. She had wanted to play a prank on the headmaster forever, but had never had the guts to do it. Sometimes, though, she would just do... things to the staff room. 

For example, today, she had decided she would let loose a box of live rats into the staff room just to see how the teachers would react. She was sure several of them would be unaffected, however, it was fun anyways.

She almost jumped right out of her skin when she heard someone’s voice behind her call a rather loud “Hey!”. She spun on her heels, a wiggly rodent clutched in her right hand--the last one.

“What?” she asked, as innocently as possible. She looked at the rat in her hand and quickly hid it behind her back. “What?” she repeated, grinning widely in what she hoped was a cute enough way to convince whoever had caught her to let her go free.

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Bicker | Deedee & Eunji

@gryffeunji

Deedee flung her clothes onto her bed, ripping through her trunk with growing frustration. She knew she put it back. There was no way she forgot to put it back. Was there?

She sighed in annoyance and let her body crumple to the floor, laying face first on the carpet around the furnace. She let out a very loud, very long, whine and kicked her feet in a very obvious temper tantrum. 

Most of her dorm mates had already abandoned her when she had started pulling the place apart. Only Eunji remained, looking like she was trying very hard to ignore Deedee. 

“Eeuuunjiii,” she whined into the carpet, looking up at the girl through her messy hair. “Are you sure you didn’t take my charms textbook?” Her brother was going to murder her. She had an assignment to finish before tomorrow, which she hadn’t started yet, and she had no idea where the text book was. She could go to the library and take one out but then she would have two! And knowing her she would lose that one too. She had lost every single one of her text books at least three times. “I need it! Can’t I borrow yours for like, an hour?”

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Nap Time | Open

Julian sorted through the assignments he had just collected from his 7th years. It was already late and dinner would have already started, but he would rather get this done now than come back to a messy classroom. He raised his wand and flicked it gently, watching as the blinds slid closed one by one. He frowned as the last one got stuck halfway down.

With a sigh, he slipped off his robes and laid them over the back of his chair, rolling up the sleeves on his grey jumper as he walked up the stairs that lead to the student’s seating. He walked along the rows, vanishing messes and loose papers as he went. Really, 7th years were definitely the messiest. He stopped right under the blind at the end of the row, scowling up at it. It had become tangled in the cords that held it up. With a more precise swish, he untangled them and brought the blinds sailing down.

With a satisfied nod, he turned and started making his way back to his desk. He stopped mid stride, blinking to himself as he tried to decide if he was imagining things. His students sometimes forgot their bags or robes his, it was the last class of the day after all and they were all eager to get a bite to eat. The black robes he had passed, however, seemed to have a little more to them than just fabric.

He turned on his heels and frowned back at the black mass. Ah, yes. That was definitely a puff of hair sticking out from under the hood. Jules sighed to himself as he put his hands on his hips and tried to figure out which trouble maker it was as he walked forwards. He reached out and gently tugged the hood off the head, blinking in surprise when he saw the face. 

Julian was embarrassed to realize he didn’t know the student’s name. It wasn’t someone he normally caught sleeping in his class. In all honesty, Julian wasn’t even %100 sure the student was a 7th year. How long had they been sleeping there? He watched as the student’s shoulders raised and fell, the sound of soft breathing much clearer now that Julian was standing right over them. The professor cleared his throat and gentle poked one of the student’s cheeks in an attempt to rouse them. “Excuse me, my child,” Julian said, a little louder than he normally would. “Are my lessons that boring?”

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Coffee Break | Evie & Julian

@ministryevie

It wasn’t often that Julian was out of the school during the semester. He happily spent all of his time in the castle and surrounding grounds--the farthest away he ventured normally was Hogsmead. Today, however, was a little different than normal. He’d been sent to London by Headmaster Yoo with the task of collecting supplies for a firework show over the Holidays. 

Jules was happy to assist. He had the whole day to get the job done, which pretty much guaranteed him some free time. He looked around the crowded muggle streets just about a block away from the Leaky Cauldron. He tilted his head to the side as he contemplated his options. The shops would be open late tonight since it was a Saturday and it was still early morning. He had planned on shopping first, but he was too eager to wait too long. He tucked a piece of silvery hair that had slipped loose of his braid behind his ear and nodded to himself.

Stepping into a small alley between two shops, he apparated. As he steeped forward again, this time in a new location, he felt a little bubble of excitement. He was going to pay a friend a little visit. He stepped into the red telephone booth and deposited his change, following the instructions that followed. Before he knew it he was walking through the main entrance to the Ministry of Magic, name tag pinned neatly to his robes. 

It had gotten cold recently and he rubbed his hands together before slipping off the grey wool gloves he’d been wearing. He tucked them into his pocket before putting away his matching earmuffs. He wouldn’t need them in here. 

It had been a while since he had been here, but he knew his way around pretty well. He made his way through halls and into the elevators, riding to the correct floor and slipping between hurrying employees with a gentle confidence. He stopped in front of the sign on the wall just to make sure he was in the right place before stepping into the Beast Department’s main office. 

Jules smiled warmly to himself when he saw the pretty blond witch sitting behind the desk, looking very boredly at her paperwork. He walked quietly up to the desk, trying not to give away the surprise. He pulled a small box from his pocket that held a single French macaroon, something he had always been good at making, and placed it on the desk in front of one of his very favourite ex students. 

“Good morning, Evie dear.”

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Fear | Evie & Dorian

It was supposed to be a fairly average day at work, except for the addition of Bao Bao snuggled up under her desk. The puppy wasn’t used to being home alone so had been spending many of his days huddled under the blankets and whimpering until Evie returned home. Feeling so sorry for her baby, she decided to bring him along to the school, along with a few snacks. She hoped that Neukmin wouldn’t be so bothered.

And he wasn’t. In fact, he had yet to even show up for work, though she hadn’t much time to consider it; not since Dorian’s call. Afraid, though confused by what was happening, Evie quickly locked up the office with a flick of her wand. She bundled up Bao Bao against her chest and hid herself in Neukmin’s office, under his desk.

She was scared, but she didn’t know of what.

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☣┊Last Chances. (A+J) ;

    I’m not dying in here--          Move, this is your last warning! 

Some of them had lined themselves up like a barricade to prevent anyone from leaving, a few had hidden themselves in the corners, and the rest were shouting angrily and demanding they be let go. 

Amélie had her arms wrapped around her waist as she watched, holding her breath.

Arguments amongst Slytherins were not uncommon, but she’d never seen some of her peers this frantic before. The yelling had quickly dissolved into shoving as the group moved towards the exit, fingers curling around wands and fists balling. The situation was escalating and Amélie was at a complete loss over what to do. She couldn’t find Zico, she couldn’t contact Hyungwon. All that she knew was that she didn’t want to die in here-- she didn’t want anyone to have to die. 

A body skittered across the floor and as soon as Amélie recognised her as the fifth year she’d been tutoring, she rushed over to the angry mass and tried to push her way to the prefect. But she was too late, they were already blinded by the fear. Lights flashed from the corner of her eyes. Somehow she got caught in the crossfire and something hit her head, hard. Her knees buckled and everything went dark. 

It was a faint scream that awoke her. She groaned as she heaved herself up from the cold tiles and clutched at her head, waiting for her vision to clear. The common room was almost deserted, save for a defeated few who had gathered together in the center. They looked towards Amélie, even stretched out a hand, but she glared at them pitifully before stumbling out of the common room, leaning against the dungeon walls for support.