#ansonwood

[zephyrbcll]

Considering how little he cared about quidditch, the fact he was on first name basis with one of the players was a little weird. Of course, to be fair, it wasn't like Zephyr knew Anson because of his quidditch skills or even talked to him for them, he wasn't a groupie. He didn't think of Anson as a quidditch player, he thought of him as the guy that went to school with Remus, the one that gave Zephyr his spoiled orange cat that Katie was always chasing after, and he was the guy that was there the first time Zephyr tried blood pudding. The fact he liked riding brooms was inconsequential.

"So am I supposed to tell you to break a broom or some shit like that?" Zephyr asked as he looked around the quidditch pitch with his hands on his hips. While he'd never bothered to tell Anson this, quidditch wasn't the most popular sport in America and Zephyr wasn't sure what the proper terminology happened to be. "Or am I supposed to wish the other team breaks their brooms? Then again, it sounds like there were enough people having  trouble getting here." @ansonwood​

[amelian-reasons]

The grieving process perhaps was never going to be over, as it wasn’t so simple to get over the deaths of loved ones. Amelia had lost almost everything, it seemed. So much that logically, one might argue that she should be numb to it. Every day that she woke up since the death of her brother, Amelia prepared herself to hear more bad news. It was inevitable that one day she would lose her parents, though to cut life so short when you’ve barely begun to live it, her heart ached for her family, and for everyone that had ever lost someone. There was one person now, though, that she couldn’t afford to lose, and that was Anson. 

Anson was her best friend, and the only person that she was probably as close to as Edgar. Asher held a very special place in her heart too, of course, but her and Anson had always felt closer. Thick as thieves, even. They had both lost very significant people in their lives due to this war, and handled it different ways. Amelia may not have been entirely sure of how she was feeling after everything, but the one thing she knew for certain was that they needed to be there for each other. “Sorry I look so... effortless today,” Amelia laughed awkwardly as she sat across from him.

“Didn’t feel like dressing up, I guess. You alright?” 

@ansonwood

[kingmeshacklebolt]

regrets and grievances

Kingsley heard the news. He heard all the news, really, but he’d kept a certain ear out for things involving Anson. The man had gone through more than enough for more than one lifetime and he didn’t need any more. No matter what they were to each other now Anson never deserved dead family.

Now Blair was dead too.

He had spent almost all the debate out on crowd control duty. Of all the Aurors he tended to be the most personable face among them and when he spoke most people listened. But it meant that he’d not been able to help Blair.

When he saw Anson, Kingsley didn’t make a beeline but he certainly kept a good eye on him. The moment he had time and no one was watching, he peeled away to meet him.

“Anson—” Kingsley reached out and then dropped his hand back down. “Mr. Wood I’m— shit I’m really sorry.”

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[ansonwood]

For once in his life Anson was trying to go unnoticed. He sat in the corner of the muggle coffee shop with a now cold drink. In a rare display of nervousness his fingers drummed against the glass. He figured a muggle shop was the way to go, he wanted this meeting to look quiet and boring to wandering eyes. 

The Daily Prophet was abysmal that day and he hadn’t even read the updates from the Chudley Cannons last game. After breakfast he’d sent off an owl with a quickly sprawled message. He wasn’t meeting this person to pick a side, he was just here to ask a few questions. That’s all he was ready for at this point.

“You’re late.” He said as they sat down.

[mauramulciber]

She'd heard of Anson by reputation, but she wouldn't exactly call herself a fan of their work since heights weren't something Maura particularly cared for. Spiders were fine, getting closed up in a cabinet was okie-dokie, but getting on a broom and going up over the top of a building? Nope, that wasn't for Maura, and since Anson's quidditch career was basically all she knew about it, they didn't seem like the sort of people that would hang. But Blair? That was a little different.

"I'm afraid I haven't heard from my sibling lately and the last I hear, they were with Blair, so I was hoping maybe you knew something and my postcard just got lost in the mail. There are rumors that they're going to start increasing security measures on owls, so maybe something happened," Maura said cheerily, her words mostly true. After all, Blair was a Death Eater the same as she was, the same as her sibling, so of course they were sometimes together - she just wouldn't say for what. "With my letter, I mean, not with our respective siblings." @ansonwood

[themalcolmgreengrass]

have you ever felt bad about punching a friend in the face, you prick?

Never

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[amelian-reasons]

Amelia Bones && Anson Wood

School bell rings, walk me home Sidewalk chalk covered in snow Lost my gloves, you give me one "Wanna hang out?" Yeah, sounds like fun Video games, you pass me a note Sleeping in tents

It's nice to have a friend It's nice to have a friend

Light pink sky up on the roof Sun sinks down, no curfew Twenty questions, we tell the truth You've been stressed out lately? Yeah, me too Something gave you the nerve To touch my hand

It's nice to have a friend It's nice to have a friend

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[kingmeshacklebolt]

last words :'(

Anson,

Shit, if you’re reading this I’m not coming home. Not just tonight, or tomorrow night. Not ever. I’m so sorry, love. I’m so sorry.There were so many things I wanted to do with you, for you, to you, and now we’ll never have those chances. You’ve lost so much already, I’m sorry to make it worse. I’m sorry to add to your losses. You’re more than the sum of the people who make you up, Anson. Never forget that.Valentina will look out for you.Alex Church will out for you.

I love you, you gorgeous man.I love you, I love you, I love you.

-Kingsley