#fxtedstars

[wandtrx]

iris x arturo / @fxtedstars​

He plopped down in the dark leather chair beside his beloved sister in the dark library. A smile was on his face as he looked towards her. A few yards away way was his little fan club of witches. From first to fourth years, girls followed the Parkinson heir around like he was famous--well he is... kind of. He gave them a wink, they softly swooned and dispersed. “So, sister. How goes your scholastic studies.”

[wandtrx]

@fxtedstars​ / at the pitch

The match was still going on; the gleeful cheering & chanting for the mobs favorite sports team roared above her in the stands; it made Mariah nostalgic for her days at Hogwarts, playing the game as Hufflepuff’s seeker. She almost tried out for the team at the start of this term, but she studies seemed more important. Her latest potion was still brewing: an aconite moon water concoction. It was an idea that itched at her mind all summer. Nothing has come of it yet—it’s actually has failed as of late. But the blonde still had hope.

She was lost in her thoughts when she heard footsteps approach on the soft pebble gravel. “Something about quidditch brings out the animal in us all...” she mused aloud.

[wandtrx]

He was wearing his Firedrake quidditch sweater sitting next to the hearth in the dining hall. It was the night before the match, and Arturo had his routine. He had Earl Gery tea--hot--with a healthy shot of scotch & honey, he had the Daily Prophet hovering in front of his dark gaze as the amber flickering light of the warm hearth illuminated the crossword page. His quick notes pen was scratching the words Arturo muttered softly over his steaming cuppa hottie tottie. He herd his best friend approach, his footsteps echoing on the castle flagstone floor towards the empty chair in front of Arturo, “what is a five letter word metal blend?”

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[alexanderselwyn]

Alex loved slipping off into the woods whenever he could, be it to run free, or just explore and draw whatever he came across. It was on the return trip from one such outing, with his sketchbook in hand, that he bumped into the other person. “I’m sorry, you probably didn’t expect to get run over today. Are you okay, nothing broken, bruised or bleeding?”

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[aliceabsolutely]

“You make a pretty statue, but could you move your self art installation a little to the left so I can get through?” Alice shifted her bag slightly on her shoulder, not moving her eyes from Iris. She was in no hurry, but she didn’t want to spend her afternoon in the hall. It was too nice to be inside and she was itching to escape the confines of the castle. @fxtedstars​

[aliceabsolutely]

“Hi, Regulus. What is the book of choice today?” Alice placed her own books on the table and looked up at the younger man. Their conversation had been limited thus far, but Alice was consistent in her friendliness. @fxtedstars​

[aliceabsolutely]

“I can’t take a break.” Alice was three cups of tea deep into studying and lunch had been long forgotten. She needed to get ahead. It didn’t come easy to her so if she put in the effort early then she could stay on top of everything. The head start was essential to her academic plan for the year. “Don’t you understand, Frank?” @fxtedstars​

[aliceabsolutely]

Alice was bouncing, practically buzzing. A couple drinks had her nowhere near drunk, but she was far more relaxed than she’d been in awhile. She swayed gently to a beat of her own imagination. “Please tell me that drink is for me,” Alice said with a smile when she saw Amos approaching. @fxtedstars​