#int. edgar

[ofprewetts]

closed *flashback starter for @eddybxnes​

in the darkest corners of hogsmeade, the tall boy lurked. these were the only places he felt safe in the holidays.. with his brother out on some kind of camping trip with friends, he found himself lonely.. empty. his reliance on fabian still not even a fraction of a thought in his mind.

 ‘we shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.’ he’s unsure of where these words came from. some muggle book he’d been gifted second hand.. one of war and ignorance and giving in to power.. maybe that was exactly his plan, purely the reason he sat at the bar stool in this dirty place. oversized glasses perched on his nose as he expected to see no familiar face here. let alone one so.. pretty. merlins beard. if he hadn’t already pounded a drink or two he probably wouldn’t have said anything.. but courage comes with hopelessness. at least that’s what he’d noticed. “y-you go to school with me.. don’t you?” the question seemed harmless.. yet soon he felt engrossed in the other, the somewhat melodic voice doing nothing to ease his nerves. as he stuck his hand out. “Gideon Prewett.”

[ofnightshade]

closed starter for @eddybxnes​

rarely was vincent goyle one to be snuck up on, but with fingers tangled in a strangers hair and mind moving much faster than his lips, the approaching footsteps couldn’t be heard until it was too late. “move along.” he mutters to the sixth year, leaning against the wall to squint at the person who’d interrupted him as the younger guy bolted from them. “mr bones.. it’s awfully late to be snooping around the castle, don’t you think? what do you propose? points? detention? i’m open to suggestion, here.”