#managedxmischief

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@managedxmischief | liked for a starter for Poppy

Ominis sat listening to Professor Howin speak about the beast of the lesson. Honestly, Merlin, at times her classes felt more intolerable than Professor Sharp's blasted potion classes.

The worst of it was that none of his Slytherin friends were in this class and that meant he was having to rely on others to assist. To his good fortune though, Howin did pair him up with the one person who might prove useful. Poppy Sweeting. "I may require some assistance to locate the beast."

[acourtcfmuses]

@managedxmischief | liked for a starter (for Harlan)

"The right way isn’t the only way." Sebastian was quick to interject. Couldn't be the only way. Not when his sister's life was on the line. If the right way - the Ministry - were no help, then he had to find another way. Every curse had to have a way to break it, or at least a way to counteract the symptoms. "I can't give up on Anne, Harlan. She's in so much pain - you seen her!" and his Uncle was doing absolutely nothing but waiting for her to die. "We'll find something. I'm sure of it."

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@managedxmischief | liked for a starter (for Seb)

"You never considered that it was you I couldn’t stay away from?" She asked him as she spun to look at him, red locks flying as green eyes found his. Did he not realise how intrinsically intertwined their lives had become? Since the moment they met in class, he was like gravity pulling her in. "Even when Fig had an errand for me, as soon as I got an owl from you I dropped everything to come help."

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@managedxmischief | liked for a starter (for Poppy)

He was a gentleman, of course, but he was also a Gaunt. He could be selfish, and this was one of those times. "You gave me your heart, and I’m keeping it." He told her. "Just as you have mine, and I hope you keep it also Poppy." he had never felt for anyone the way he felt for the Hufflepuff. "I wish to court you, properly, officially." He told her. Eyes blinking as he waited for her to respond, every second feeling like an eternity as he waited to hear the tone of her voice to tell how she had taken his words.

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[ BANDAGE ] - Ron

[ BANDAGE ] — for sender to tenderly bandage receiver

HE'S THE ONLY ONE SHE'LL LET DO IT, AND EVEN THEN, SHE HAD TRIED TO DO IT ON HER OWN, BUT BANDAGING IS A DIFFICULT TASK ONE HANDED. Hermione is quiet as he works at applying the curative salve. The first two had done nothing but made the messy cuts itchy, which would normally indicate healing but when she peeled back the bandages to check she'd found it looking as if it had been done to her hours ago and not weeks. It is healing, when she stares at it long enough she can see the inflammation has gone down ever so slightly, the taut, red edges softening and the weeping of blood slowing, coagulating finally. It's healing, but at a glacial pace. Hermione can only attribute it to some sort of curse that had been put upon the blade. Sometimes she hates magic as much as she loves it.

"Dreadfully ugly thing, isn't it?" she finally says, if only to break the tension heavy silence between them, her eyes leaving the jagged letters carved into her forearm to look at @managedxmischief instead, finding solace in the blue of his eyes; clear as the sky on a summer's day.

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❝ i’m going to help you, okay ? ❞ - Theo

"I'M PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF TAKING CARE OF MYSELF," it's reflexive to say it, stubborn independence stitched into her very bones, especially when it came to people like him. It's not that she thinks he has ill-intentions. Doesn't know @managedxmischief much at all, really. But history had taught her that it was better to remain on guard when it came to a Slytherin. Still, despite her protests, she is feeling a little dizzy, apparently the hit to her head was harder than she had thought, and when she reaches up to bury her fingers in her curls and brush them to the tender spot on the back of her skull, the tips come away red with her blood.

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❝ we can put up the christmas lights tonight! ❞ - Ron

NEVER IN HER LIFE HAS SHE BEEN MORE THANKFUL HOW OFTEN HE INDULGES HER WHIMS. Hermione had tried to restrain herself, but she'd been hinting for the past week how ready she was for the decorations to go up (even if it's only November). Actually, hinting is probably too weak of a word considering she'd dragged the box out of storage four days ago and left it pointedly in the hallway.

Hermione grins at @managedxmischief, already looking around to map out where everything is going to go. "Can we do it the muggle way?" it's more work, she knows, but it reminds her of putting them up with her parents, it feels like tradition to her.

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@managedxmischief asked: ❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜ - seb for eilidh 👏

"Sebastian?" The redhead was puzzled by his words, For while she had a crush on him since their first duel when she started at hogwarts, she had never believed he would feel the same. She'd believed they were friends, sure, but that she was also a means to an end in helping him try save Anne. "Then what would satisfy you?" She asked, not daring to step closer, because the way her heart was pounding in her own ears, she could only assume it would be audible to him too.