#daisyhookum

[sylarxflint]

Sylar whistled, hands in his pockets and feet light as he walked the streets of the muggle neighborhood he once used to know. It was strange, to be back. Stranger still how as he walked through, the only thing that seemed to have changed was him. Either way, he wasn’t exactly glad to be back, but all in all it wasn’t a particularly bad day, either. The house was familiar, unfortunately, and he ambled his way toward the door in no real rush. 

He knocked on the door, leaning against the doorframe, arm above his head - the picture of ease. As it opened, he grinned wolfishly. “Daisy.” He said slowly, little more than a rumble in the back of his throat. He angled himself forward more, putting a foot in the doorway just in case she decided to try and slam it in his face. No, he’d dealt with much tougher people than her; he wouldn’t let her get away so easily. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

@dvisyhookum​

[severusxtobias-1]

He hadn't seen her since that night - he hadn't wanted to. He didn't want to hear about how upset she was, or how wrong it had been, or how mad she was that he'd made her do it - as if it were really that simple. If he could have had anyone as his partner that night, Daisy would have been at the bottom of the list. It hadn't been all that much better for him than it had for her, after all, his expertise wasn't in the physicality of it all, either. But the difference was, he did what he was asked. And yes, he enjoyed most of it, but he'd have rather been home with his cauldrons all the same. 

But he'd run out of a few key ingredients, and as luck would have it, she happened to be sitting outside the small cafe down the street from the apothecary. He thought about ignoring her, almost let his steps carry him right past, but for a reason unknown even to himself, he turned and took the seat across from her, uninvited. "Daisy." He greeted flatly, nodding once before grabbing the menu off the table next to him. 

@dvisyhookum​

[charlievvrites]

He wasn't sure what exactly had happened, but he had a good enough guess. He wasn't sure he really wanted to know the details, but he also knew he wouldn't have the willpower to not try and uncover just what had transpired to bring her here - St. Mungo's. That was another thing he was mad about - no one had told him. He had only caught wind as fast as he had because Lucius Malfoy had happened to be here when she was brought in, and he had immediately firecalled Severus at the shop, who had in turn kicked everyone out, closed, and followed his friend through to the hospital.

Glued to her bedside since he’d arrived, he’d taken to glaring at all the mediwitches and healers that filed through, daring any one of them to try to make him leave again, having already given up on getting any useful information out of them, social status be damned. So he held onto her hand and waited, feeling useless, guilty, and scared - and hating every uncomfortable second of it. He was supposed to protect her. And he had, multiple times, but it wasn’t good enough, clearly. He’d been awake for nearly a full day straight by now, stiff from sitting and probably starving, although he felt none of that, unwilling to relax even a fraction until her eyes opened. 

@m00nywrites​

[alex-moody-church]

Sorry About the Cake

Alex had been so busy, having come into his post with much less time to prepare than was desired, that he hadn’t had time to truly acquaint himself with his fellow faculty. Some, however, he’d known from before, so it was a relief when he finally got a quiet moment to catch up. 

Setting down their tea, he sank into the chair across from Daisy in the comfortable chairs of the Hogwarts teacher lounge, grateful for the chance to sit after several days on his feet. Even with the school healer, Madame Pomfrey, occasionally coming and fussing over him, some of his wounds were slow to heal.

“So, how’s the first week been?” he asked, smiling softly. “Not feeling too overwhelmed, I hope?”

@msdaisymcnair

[sylarxflint]

It had been a while - longer than a while - but he would recognize her anywhere. He had heard she had taken the Mark, after all - one of Sinistra’s better stories, if you asked him. But he hadn’t particularly wanted to see her. She was annoying, and he was sure recent events had made her any more fun to be around. But now, having seen her come out of the alley with Severus Snape of all people, he couldn’t help himself. It had taken him a bit of time to fight his way through the crowds to her, but he had kept an eye on her even as his wand slashed through the people around him. He could be patient enough.

As he finally came up behind her, he leaned in as close as he dared, although he wasn’t really worried she would turn her wand on him. It was clear she didn’t want to be doing any of this. He had known her, after all, once upon a time. “Daisy Hookum.” He purred, just loud enough to catch her attention, and he shot a stunning spell at a man charging toward them as she turned to look at him. “As I live and breathe.”

@dvisyhookum​

[severusxtobias-1]

✉ ❤ ♣

Send ✉ for a 2 AM text

Have you happened to check on the moonflower tonight? It should be blooming fully during the current cycle - please owl back if you are still awake and it would be permissible for me to stop by.  -S Snape

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

Please tell me you’re free this weekend. I have a strong need to.... unwind. I’ll bring the wine.

Send ♣ for a drunk message

Daisy -

Please ecxu excuse the lateness of the hour but there is a man here who tells me there are muggle movies - Space Wars? - claiming to be our future in space. You are the only person I associate with who sees any value in these things. I must know if this is correct. Please respond quickly, as I do not wish to hex him for someone else’s mistakes if this is true. Thank you. Severus T. Snape

[editor-in-strange]

White Knighting

If Walden didn’t like him after this, then Rodolphus would have to accept that the man really was certifiably insane. He’d already dispatched of a fair number of the inferi, although he wasn’t completely unscathed- he’d need a new jacket, and there were teeth marks on one of his calves- and spent a fair amount of that time ushering people towards safer sections of the town. He was being a god-damned hero for once, and it was exhausting, and annoying. 

Still, when he spotted someone who could only be Daisy McNair- former Quibbler employee, Hogwarts Muggle Studies Teacher, a pureblood who scoffed at all their traditions- he rallied himself. 

“Incendio!” He slashed his wand viciously through the air, an arc of pale fire shooting across several inferi making their way towards her. They were caught on fire and pushed back, but it would take more to kill them. 

“Mrs. McNair, you seem to find yourself in need of an escort,” he said lightly, approaching with a smile even as he turned and shot out another jet of fire. “I hope my company might suffice, for this evening at least.”

@msdaisymcnair​

[daisyhooklineandsinkum-blog]

Time just kept on ticking away, drawing her farther away from the moments she’d spent with her brothers and closer to her first Christmas without them. Daisy prided herself on at least attempting to hide the severity of her brothers loss. She’d mostly only taken to smoking gillyweed, but as Christmas neared she’d found herself being drawn towards something a bit stronger. Lost in her thoughts she hadn’t even heard someone approach.

@thecaradoccisin