#gtul

[checkmate-tonks]

The last of the fourth year’s gobstones was shot out of the circle with one marble, the viscous liquid squirting over his face. Ted chuckled, holding out his hand for the boy to shake. “Good game,” he said, the other boy quickly grabbing his gobstones and leaving. Ted reached over for his washcloth (he always had one with him in case a game ever sprang up), wetting it quickly with aguamenti and started wiping his face when he heard someone call his name.

[chase-me-james]

@smkedqvrtz​

“So,” James said, sliding in to sit next to Charity in the dining hall. “How did you enjoy the festival? You have a good time?” He wasn’t trying to be nosy, but he was trying to be a good wingman for his best friend; wingmen were useless without information.

[chase-me-james]

@shegxne​

James hadn’t really had a full length conversation with Narcissa since they ended their... “mutually beneficial” relationship; he couldn’t really call it a “friendship.” But now that he was head boy, he had to approach her when he saw her smoking in the courtyard. “You can’t do that here, Ciss, you know that,” he sighed with a slight shake of his head.

[chase-me-james]

@sereinmuse​

James had never really interacted with Barty outside of dueling club, but honestly? It was pretty much by choice; the kid gave James the creeps. So, when he saw the fifth year sneaking around after curfew during one of his prefect rounds, he knew it couldn’t be good. “Hey, what’re you doing out and about so late?”