#bornauror

[beatricebaticeer-blog]

     the ministry isn’t at all what she expects in truth. she’s impressed, for the most part - but that’s before she’s met anyone. some can be quite wicked, if there’s any truth to the rumors across the sea. she longs to explore the various departments and halls out of sheer curiosity, but she has an appointment to keep and does not intend to be late. the lift is already waiting, and beatrice smiles warmly at the other witches and wizards inside as they descend together. she exits several floors down, and follows the signs to the auror office with rather seamless ease.

     she knocks once, twice on the doorframe as she pokes her head into the correct office, or so the nameplate says. 

       “mr. scamander? i do hope i’m not interrupting anything.”

@bornauror

[ncthingleft-blog]

    “You have earned quite the reputation of making a mess.”

⚜ bornauror

[fantasticlcstrange-blog]

    “ i don’t want to make too much of a fuss but i do have to make a good first impression - what do you think of this? ” a preoccupied leta remained focused on her reflection as fingers tips brushed wrinkles out of the new dress she had purchased, she wasn’t usually one for overly caring what others thought or for her appearance but it was the evening before her first day at the ministry and she wanted to get it right. “ if it’s too much i can find something else. ”

@bornauror liked for a thing.

[ilverhoney]

              “Suppose y’ don’t dance either, huh honey?” They really weren’t in the dump of a club to enjoy themselves but Queenie liked to grab the opportunity. Why not? If the things were going to be as terrible as everyone was saying, they may as well make the most of all they could now. She ordered them some gigglewater and smirked slightly, “an’ let me guess. No drinking whilst on the job. It ain’t like we’re gonna ATTACK Grindelwald right now an’ Teen seems to have it all under control. What d’ya say? Buy a girl a drink? OR just leave her to sit with her drink all on her lonesome ... and yes honey, that is GUILT you’re feeling.”

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[slipperfaith-a]

      she CLUNG to the book as if it was her own personal diary. ( it almost felt like it had been. ) a true romantic she was, looking down at it she can’t help but hum to herself walking without looking running straight into another being, she can feel the BLOOD rushing to her cheeks. ‘ i am SO sorry! ’

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[dontchahoney]

  —  ❛ bornauror​.

                     velvet heels carry her quickly down the hallway, gaze drifting across office doors as she passed. she just needed one empty office, somewhere quiet where she could gather her thoughts and, well, push other’s out. it wasn’t always easy working in such a BUSY place, it only aided itself to even busier thoughts -- maybe that was why she’d settled so easily into the permit office, it was rather empty... all the time. -- thin fingers wrapped around a brass doorknob, twisting as she pushed the door open. jade hues fell closed as she shut the door leaning back against it as a huff of breath came out. voices trickled away one by one, though one seemed a bit closer than the other’s and the oddity pulled her attention back to the room, head lifting to settle on a man at the desk. -- so much for an empty office.

                       ❛ oh... I’m so sorry. -- I thought this office was empty.                          I was just lookin’ for somewhere quiet s’all...

[myricds]

she doesn’t mind these dinners  ---  though they’ve been occurring more and more often since the announcement of their engagement.  she doesn’t  mind  them,  and she enjoys the excitement in mrs. scamander’s eyes and voice when she speaks of the future for her son and leta.  but it isn’t the  same  as having her own mother present,  even if she’d never known her,  and a part of her feels hollow once the nights have ended.  worse,  on this particular occasion,  she thinks as they bid their farewells to theseus’ mother and leta goes about tidying up the apartment by hand,  needing the distraction that a flick of her wand will simply be unable to provide.  she’s  happy,  but there’s something haunting her,  always.

❛  your mother asked me if we’ve discussed  children,  again.  ❜     she announces when theseus enters the room after saying his final good night.  leta’s tone is light,  airy,  almost teasing despite the way her heart fills with dread.  they  haven’t,  of course  ---  not really  ---  and it seems too soon to do so now.  but she pushes past a lump that sticks at the base of her throat with a bout of nervous laughter as she fills the sink with too many bubbles for proper dish washing.  this is all intended to find out where her betrothed  stands  on the subject,  before leta allows her own panic to set in.   ❛  i think she’s in a hurry to be a grandmother.  ❜  //  @bornauror

[gardns-blog]

△   ──    HER  GUT  INSTINCT  TO  BE  CONSUMED  BY  FIRE  WAS  DELAYED .  and  she’s  seething - mad  about  it ,  prison’s  never  suited  her . vinda  reminds  herself  to  take  this  very  seriously ,  she  may  be  here  for  a time .  games  are  never  fun  without  established  rules ---  other  players . 

❝      i  do  not  know  where  he  has  gone ,  monsieur .  and  if  i  did ,  you  understand  why  i  would  not  tell  you .      ❞

something  funny  seems  to  worm  it’s  way  into  her  mind .  vinda’s  smile  looks  like  a  sneer . 

❝      am  i  to  be  tortured ?      ❞

*    @bornauror    ──   𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 .