#fhwc9

[noflying-justshopping-blog]

Could Have Happened To Anybody... || Faye & Martin

Faye ran down the street urgently, pulling her friend behind her, making involuntary, stressed out and worried noises as she ran. She had only been trying to perform a simple transfiguration spell on her friend. She’d had it all planned out. She knew the spell, the motion, the counter curse, everything. Knowing that her parents would cut her off from shopping if she failed another exam, she decided to spend the day studying, a decision she rarely made. What had she done wrong? Her friend appeared to be turning into some kind of morphed creature of a few different spell results, and couldn’t respond to her. Sadly when it comes to Faye, messing up transfiguring something is never the end of it. The spell bounced off of at least ten things in her common room, breaking multiple items and scattering and knocking over more than ten items. Faye had made a lot of mistakes with magic, but this was by far the worst. 

Without hesitation she sprinted down the hall, looking for someone to help her, hiding her friend from any professors she came across. After a few minutes of scurrying around, she finally came across someone she figured would be hopeful. “You,” she said running up to him. “You you are you smart? You look smart, are you?” Because of how anxious and especially antsy she was, her speaking was even higher and faster than usual.

[positively-primeval-gp]

What in the world?|| Georgia & Gaston

Gaston enjoyed the fall. The crisp nights were always welcoming of a leather jacket. Guys who wear leather jackets always got laid roughly 50% more than guys who didn’t. Everyone knew that. He was on the prowl. He even put on an extra dab of cologne before he left the dorms. 

He was looking for something rather particular. He could get younger girls all day. He wanted a cougar. He wanted a woman whose experience spoke for itself. He felt like a trophy hunter. Hunting for the pure joy of the hunt. There was no need other than getting laid. 

Gaston grinned as he turned a corner. He spotted his first target. With his hands tucked into his jacket pockets and a devious grin swept across his face, he approached a rather alluring looking Georgia. “My my, who do we have here?” 

[random-willvandom-blog]

FHWC#9 || Will & Foster

Though school was already a month in, Will still had no idea about any of the weird rules and what she should stay away from. On top of that, she still had zero leads as to the girls she was suppose to be looking for. Though it was getting late she was walking around the castle, trying to find places where someone might be performing strange magic. As the sun light dwindled so did the amount of other students walking around, but she was determined to find something to help her. After an hour though Will decided it was probably time to give up, but wanted to check a few more places first. 

When she finally spotted another student Will walked up to him to ask him a question. “Hey, um what time is curfew? I forget and don’t wanna get inn trouble this soon into the school year.” She asked the boy. Hopefully he would be able to answer some of her questions, as she still had a couple more but didn’t know who to ask. 

[studious-darling]

Someday We Won’t Remember This || Dash & John

Teaching wasn’t the worst thing going on in John’s life, but sometimes it felt like it.  Honestly, there wasn’t really anything bad going on.  His sister was safe, his brother was mostly fine.  His parents weren’t in his life, but he convinced himself he preferred it that way.  Work wasn’t terrible, people in the school were tolerable.  But John felt like this was fake, somehow.  It all felt very, very wrong and he hated it.  He was miserable--even though he didn’t feel like he had any reason to be so upset.  It was hard to get through each day like this, though he didn’t suppose he really had any choice.  What else was he supposed to do?

Get incredibly, incredibly drunk, apparently.  At least, that was John’s solution today.  He’d graded as much as he could get through before his eyes started to tear and blur, and then went out and drank until he didn’t quite care so much anymore.  The next course of action was going to be continue grading--at the worst, the work would be more tolerable now.  Getting home was proving to be difficult, though.  His room was so far from where he drank, and it was dark--incredibly so.  Was it always this dark?  It felt darker than usual.  An eclipse? No.  What?  John stumbled slightly, clearing his throat loudly as he paused to regain his bearings.  Which way was it?  Left--definitely.  A left.  He turned sharply to the right, taking a confident step forward and only barely keeping his balance.  “Right,” he mumbled to himself as he continued on, not even registering the person addressing him at first. “Right,” he repeated louder.  “Well.”

[cherie-notafraid]

No Room To Breathe // Mulan & Cherie

“Yes, but that is not the point, the Falmouth Falcons is the best team in the league, they will clearly be the winners. After all, my family has made generous contributions to the team and they have the best equipment in the league. I am sure of it.” She said brightly, fighting with this girl was exhausting but she knew where she stood. The Falmouth Falcons had long been her favourite team. After all, their motto was everything she believed in. ‘Let us win, but if we cannot win, let us break a few heads.’ Cherie looked the girl up and down. She had no clue what she was even talking about it was clear. “I will be playing with them by next year. I am sure of it.” She said with a flip of her hair. 

[moira-wants-the-diamond]

Silencer || Moira and Lin

Moira couldn’t believe it. She was expected to work with some nobody on some idiotic project for Defense Against the Dark Arts. She had better things to do with her time. What, she wasn’t entirely sure, but anything was bound to be better than such a colossal waste of time. Oh sure, she was fairly certain he was a pureblood which meant he wasn’t a complete nobody. And maybe, maybe, there was a tiny chance he would be someone worth her time. But she doubted it. 

God, she hated projects like this. DADA was far from her worst class but it didn’t mean she liked these projects where she had to work with someone. As she waited in an empty classroom, she found herself growing more and more irritated. No one wade Moira Hanglan wait. No one. 

[replacement-bernie]

Late Night Out || Bernie & Ellen

Bernie could hardly stand it anymore. Going to classes, being near people. It was sickening. He had to escape. Escape from the clueless muggles, escape from all the other people he can’t stand at that school. So, he went to Hogsmead. Now, he had to go after curfew or else other students would be there. The only thing he had to worry about now is getting caught, which he really didn’t care about either way. 

He was just wandering around Hogsmead, when he stumbled upon an apartment complex. It was someplace he had actually never been before, so he continued walking. When Bernie stumbled upon a small garden, he was actually surprised. “Huh, didn’t think that there would be a garden here.” He said to himself. But apparently a little to loudly when a dog began barking at him from inside of the nearest apartment. He didn’t even bother hiding, it was obvious he was there. 

[belle-moore-blog]

That’s not my dog || Belle & Winona

“Oh Lettie Mae, I lost my dog again,” she said, bounding up to the blonde woman, taking her by the arm. “Oh, I beg you, help me find her, I need my precious pooch, I love her dearly, please! You’re so very good at finding things, please, please help me!” Being a society lady, Genevieve couldn’t get close to many people but Lettie Mae and her dog, Pooch, were very dear to her, they were the only people dear to her and she couldn’t bear to loose even one of them.