#arista vane

[jameswantshismtv]

all dressed up & nowhere to run

All James could think about was how itchy he was.

It had begun with the suit, brand new and glossy, and far too stiff to be comfortable, at least not for the first couple hours of wear. The tie didn’t help, and especially not once Sofia had redone it for him, knotting the damned thing dangerously close to his windpipe (or so it felt, anyway). His palms had been next, sweaty and itchy enough on their own without the startched sleeves of that damn suit to scratch against them as he tried to dry them off. And his conscience--- Oh, his conscience.

The entrance hall was packed with students, but James didn’t really pay much mind. He scanned the crowd, not taking much in, not really trying to at all. He didn’t know what he was doing here. He didn’t want to be here. Everything was itchy, and warm, and wrong, and---

And Arista was waiting for him at the foot of the stairs, looking as lovely as ever in her gown.

And James was trying not to think about what Niamh’s dress looked like, and who she was waiting for in it.

He took a strangled, itchy breath, and smiled at Arista, tossing an arm over her shoulders (robotically, if he had the time to analyze it). “What do you think of all this?”

@arista-vane

[jameswantshismtv]

On My Mind // Arista & James

It had been difficult for James to concentrate throughout the week, given the way things had panned out since the match against Slytherin. His relationship with Alex was in disrepair, which left James feeling unsettled. Without his best friend to sit next to in lessons, he’d taken to making a point to sit next to Fred. Still, things were lonely, and with Alex within speaking distance in every class, well--- What few notes he had taken were scattered and befuddled.

He counted his blessings that he didn’t share lessons with Arista, who had been on his mind nearly as much as Alex had, even in her absence. He felt embarrassed. What sane girl would look at him the same way after the match had gone awry? And to think, he had kissed her before--

Before all hopes of a romantic reunion had been dashed. But he couldn’t stay away for long. By the time the next week rolled around, James carried more guilt in his gut over the lack of contact with Arista than he did over the match being lost. So, in a break between lessons that he normally spent with Alex, James put away his chocolate frog cards and sought the girl out, hoping it would alleviate at least some of the anxiety his heart seemed to be stumbled under.

[effiemclaggen-blog]

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A drabble inspired by the next song that comes on my shuffle (Cheerleader by OMI)

“Arista, trust me, I know how to get the attention of even the most stubborn boys, and just people in general. I’m a people person.” She grinned, pulling the girl towards the middle of her dorm room. All of her roommates were off doing who knew what, and she was completely alone, with Arista. It was a joke at first, but Effie was determined to get Arista to act like a cheerleader for once instead of her shy little self, as endearing as it is. She pulled out her old radio, the one she had enchanted to play the music she wanted, and tapped it with her wand. An old song came out, one from 2015, but it was the perfect song. She cast mufflato on the door so that no one would hear the music but the two of them and turned up the volume, listening as the music filled the room.

“Oh I think that I found myself a cheerleader!”

Effie grabbed Arista’s hands, trying to get her to dance before letting go, jumping around to the song. It was one of her favorites when she was younger, and now that it was seen as a much older song, it was only better. Laughing and dancing, Effie made a note in her mind that it would be her goal to get the girl out of her shell.

[niamhthelionheart-blog]

Mirror.

At home Niamh has one full length mirror in her bedroom. At her old house she had a vanity and a one in the bathroom she only shared with her brother, but in the new flat she uses the mirror in her bedroom for everything so that she doesn’t clog up the bathroom.