#hgverse

[ghostofamuse]

I want a Hunger Games verse

Who’s with me?

[wickedgreensmile-blog]

He does what he can to hide the amused smirk that comes with handed over the present; wrapped in entirely too much paper and even more tape. "I wasn't sure what size to get you... Hope it fits."

Duvain took out the shirt and glanced down at it, then glanced back up towards Jesse. He then crumpled it up in a ball and tossed it in the boys face. "Hardy har."

[reasonandbrains]

☂

☂:It’s pouring down and your muse forgot their umbrella, will my muse offer up theirs?

Hogsmeade, such a enjoyable place. Yet the timing of the weather wasn’t so delightful. Thankfully an umbrella had been packed as a precaution. Matthew walked quickly with a group of friends towards The Three Broomstick before his eyes caught the sight of blond hair. “Gretchen!” His friends could wait, someone was in need.

Smiling he quickly caught up to the girl and placed the blue umbrella over her head instead of his. “I don’t think you might enjoy getting wet in this weather.”

[reasonandbrains]

☮

☮:An argument I think my muse would have with yours.

((Don’t hate me, your last answer gave me an idea.))

Matthew looked down towards him book in attempt to ignore the Gretchen completely. He didn’t know what it was, but for some reason he felt the heat of pulsing anger running to his face. 'You're not. Control yourself. You can't be jealous. Stop being am idiot, it doesn't matter to you. Its doesn't matter.' The thoughts of control didn’t help and something in him was unleashed for the first time.

                             ”I can’t believe you left me for him!”

He had turned to Gretchen speaking with a voice louder than normal. Something was evident in his face.

[reasonandbrains]

Want me to give you a hint? She's a blonde.

"Luna Lovegood?"

[reasonandbrains]

♥

8:Give you a shoulder rub.

Matthew sat behind Gretchen and placed both hands on her shoulders. Doing as she’d previously asked of him,he gently rubbed the sore spots on her shoulders. Noting that she couldn’t see his expression from behind him, he gave a small head shake.

"How did you even manage to fall from a broom at that height? If you wanted to know how it felt how to be a seeker all you had to do was ask." He sighed though smiling lightly."And, shouldn’t we have gone to Madam Pomfrey instead of me curing you?"

[reasonandbrains]

"Sticky Notes" You are a wizard, you like to play Quidditch. You like Gretchen Tesla. Like a lot. A /lot/, a lot. And you're a student in the Raveclaw house. Okay have fun

My muse has lost their memory and is relying on Sticky Notes strewn around to guide them.

Matthew stared at the sticky note for a few moments before taking in what it meant. A wizard? Ravenclaw? What was Quidditch? And who was Gretchen? There were many things he wished to ask, but unfortunately no one was around.He reread the sticky note over and over. The sticky note seemed pretty thorough besides his name, but a doubt consumed him. 

"If I really like this Gretchen girl, then why isn’t she here?" He asked to the empty room which he didn’t know if it was his own. If she wasn’t there then did it mean she didn’t reciprocate the feelings. "And what the heck is a Quidditch?"

[reasonandbrains]

"You’re not being fair."

He tried not to smile. “I’m sorry Gretchen,it doesn’t matter that we’ve done it before, but you know I can’t let you sneak out to the kitchens. Its really late and sneaking out would be against the rules.”