#esmerelda nott

[lostinliamland]

Merry Christmas, you great big man child. Have fun crafting your girly jewelery.

Love, Esme

[allthememoriesafter]

There was no such thing as "a bad time for a smoke" in Ben or Esme's vocabulary.

[Taken by Benjamin Graham, upon realizing how sexy his girlfriend looked from this angle] 

[dommyj-weasley-blog]

Smooth Criminals || Esminique

The text from Esme couldn't have come at a better time. Following her correspondence with Teddy, Dominique had lost the momentary feeling of victory that came with ratting out her sister for what she'd done and was now feeling stuck about what to do next- especially now that she knew Roy was both in town and looking for her. What was he expecting, anyway? She'd hoped their meet up would be a one time thing- brought about and completed with a single purpose in mind. Revenge. She could use him the way she'd felt used and get revenge on two men at once. 

Still, she couldn't deny that her heart had stopped a bit at the news, though. That, and the desire the throw up all over her room had resurfaced. She'd reached for the firewhiskey on her bedside and twisted off the top, touching the rim to her lips just as her phone went off again- Esme's question about actually breaking into Hogwarts staring at her from the screen. Pausing to consider for a moment, she shrugged and typed her reply, grinning at the idea of breaking into their old stomping grounds to cause a little trouble. It had been too long, really- both since she'd broken the law and had fun with Esme. With a frown, she realized that she couldn't even remember the last time, honestly. Therefore when her phone buzzed and there was an enthusiastic reply, she swung back another swig of the drink and rose immediately to begin getting ready. 

Twisting her hair up in a high bun, she glanced in the mirror and startled a bit at the sight. Dark bags under her eyes, swollen from crying on and off for the past few days. If there was any chance of passing off as still being a student, it was hidden under the weight of the past two years crashing down on her in the past week. 

Grabbing some cover up, she slapped it across her face and did her best to fix the mess. It took a few minutes, but eventually she looked semi-normal and tossed it back away. Now running late, she grabbed the firewhiskey and tucked it into her permanently extended wallet, trying to figure out if anything else was necessary. After deciding not, she quickly apparated to Hogsmeade and began rushing towards Honeydukes, the smallest bit of excitement beginning to course through her veins. 

[bachelor-ben-g-blog]

Texts || Benjesme

Ben: [TXT] Another wedding? Miss Nott I do believe two weddings attended together means something quite serious

[bachelor-ben-g-blog]

[txt] Hiiii. Good to know you're still alive then :) get back to me when you want to get together? Lunch sounds good, btw. Also, you're stiiiilll wonderful, in case you were wondering.

[txt] I am, I assure you. Shall we do Wednesday? I’ve been trying out some new recipes lately, and I would love to make you my guinea pig if you don’t mind. I’m positive you have plenty to catch me up on. By the way, I was wondering- but do not tell anyone. Another secret- I miss you something terrible

[bachelor-ben-g-blog]

Letters to Esme

Hiiiii, love!

1. I’m so sorry for pulling a fuck-and-duck that other night. Adam was having a panic attack because he proposed, the arse? And I got a proper job right after [it’s temp, but still] so that was a bit hectic too. Aaaand other things happened, which I shall discuss with you in person! 2. About #1: what are you doing for lunch on Friday? 3. How did the transformation go, by the way? Everything okay? 4. Have you read the Morgan’s Sexy Seven column in Witch Weekly this week? The last one is hilarious! ;D

- Esmerelda

Dearest Esmerelda,

I apologize a thousand times over for the delay in my reply. You should know that I am breaking my own personal choice not to use magical communication at the moment to send this- just in case you were questioning if I still cared about you or not.

That being said, it is quite alright about that night. I feel as though I have a lot I need to say and would rather not in this letter, but I would like to hear about this new job (which I know is not the Prophet still- do not think I have forgotten or will give up on that, by the way). Clearly Friday did not happen, but I would like to see you this week if possible. Perhaps you can come over for lunch one day? Any day is perfectly free and fine for me.

I'd rather not discuss the transformation yet either. I am still in one piece, I assure you, but it is... well, again- I will tell you in person.

Finally no, I have not read it. What is so hilarious? I do hope you kept a copy. I could very much use a good laugh.

Again, I do hope you are not too angry with me. I am also concerned about how you have been holding up, so please write back whenever is best for you.

Yours,

Benjamin

[allthememoriesafter]

Sam and Esme remained friends even after the whole werewolf fiasco.

taken outside The Leaky Cauldron by a passer-by

[allthememoriesafter]

“I do believe that was an insult, Miss. Nott. But I’ll take it. Something tells me the more I’m around you the more I’m going to have to take your verbal abuse.”

“Ah, but it’s only the best, most fond of insults for people I like. Toughens up your balls, actually.”

“In that case, feel free to insult me as much as you see fit. Especially if it causes your mind to wander to certain parts of my anatomy, Miss. Well-Behaved.”

“Charlataaan.”

(x)