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HAPPY TIIA AND EETU ARE GONNA HAVE A BABYGIRL
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Hogwarts AU Headcanons
Yeah, I had to. I’ve been thinking about these all day long. I may add on more later, but I really did want to post these today.
Carina is a Gryffindor, but her whole family is Slytherin. She’s the first in a very long time to be put in any house besides Slytherin. Around her friends it isn’t that big of a deal, really. She’s not on the quidditch team, but probably would have been if she’d been in green.
She brags about her pureblood status still, though, and sometimes wishes that she had been sorted into Slytherin. If only to give her parents something to be proud of. She sits with Nyar in any of the classes that Gryffindor and Slytherin share, and is very careful to make sure she’s well liked by the other Slytherins.
Ewan sat on the stool with the sorting hat on his head for an almost ridiculous amount of time before it finally shouted GRYFFINDOR. He did well there. He’s on the quidditch team. (He played as a chaser his first year, a beater his second, and keeper the rest of the time he was in school.)
On top of being Team Captain, he’s Head Boy. Professor McGonagall hasn’t seen a Head Boy that took the job so seriously since Percy Weasley. (In fact, Ewan may actually be more stressed than Percy was, which she didn’t think was possible.)
Avanda is the only reason he survived Fifth year. Between OWLs and NEWTS and Claire and Caelum and Ferret and Marin and Quidditch, he spent a lot of time very stressed out. Those days that he laid out next to the Great Lake with his head in her lap where probably the only sleep he really got, honestly.
Adair plays on the Hufflepuff quidditch team too, Team Captain and a beater!
He’s usually very protective of the younger players, making sure that they stay out of trouble as best he can.
Eligibility is never a problem for the Hufflepuff team, because he makes them meet in the library for weekly study groups on Mondays. The older kids always seem to buddy up pretty naturally with the younger kids, and Jalev even comes to help as well.
Avanda is the other beater. (She did play as a chaser one year, but decided that wasn't for her.) She acts as the Co-Captain and always patches up any injuries on the pitch before helping people to the Hospital Wing.
She’s Head Girl, but let’s face it, that job is a lot easier for a Hufflepuff than it is for a Gryffindor. (Puffs still get into trouble, don’t get me wrong. I mean she still has Thane to wrangle. But one or two Chaos Kiddos is nothing compared to the Forces Of Chaos That Would Scare Even James And Sirius that Ewan is in charge of.
He’s sitting in his plush chair in his room in the hotel, bags under his eyes from his lack of sleep , mirroring his twin in a sense , he’s been taking a more active roll in ruling , it was better then isn’t laying around and going over the many many failed attempts to try and reconnect with his twin, every attempt , every word and apology said cast aside simply cause his single minded other half wouldn’t, couldn’t believe his words were true and was so sure that his way of thinking was correct that anything outside of that line of thinking was fake.
If there was one thing Lucifer , Samuel hated it was people telling him how he should think and what he was really feeling , he was the first rebel for a reason . He hated it when people put words in his mouth and refused to listen to what he was really saying .
If his brother wanted to be stuck in his stupid self loathing and refuse to look at the many attempts Lucifer was doing to get them to reconnect then fine, he can go off with his radio demon and do whatever he had a kingdom to run , he didn’t need him then he wouldn’t need him now.
He’ll Just ignore the pain in his soul.
Sharp but tired eyes look up from his paperwork as Michael steps into the room, “for someone who doesn’t know Jack shit brother .. you sure do like to say I know a lot ..” he stares down at the ducks in his lap, they instantly get to work, he was stressed always stressed ruling by himself- being alone in his palace , in his bed , it was a constant panic attack with him.
“I’ve told you before, don’t ever presume to know what I’m thinking or how I’m feeling you lost that right log ago when i was casted down here … “ he picked up one of the ducks and held it in his hand gently.
“I tried many times to reconnect with you while your here Mikey .. and each time I poured my heart to you.. you brushed it off so set in your thinking that you know me.. that you know exactly how I’m feeling you refuse to see the truth in front of you .. just like old times I guess “ he scoffed.
At the apology however he faltered … his anger battered for a moment , the apology was something he never thought he’d get .. not while both of them were still alive anyhow .
It seemed so far fetch and yet here it was … right when he was done with him.. ready to leave him again .. what was the point of trying to reconnect with a brick wall after all.
“.. now you apologize … now you want to be there for me ..” where was this earlier .. where was this when he was fighting through every instinct every fear of his twin just to simply talk to him and get him to see that despite everything he wanted him, wanted him by his side again .
He didn’t know how to take it… he wanted to laugh , wanted to cry , wanted to scream . All of their past and present composed into this moment right here .
He never wanted to punch someone so much and hug them at the same time.
They really were twins weren’t they .. both of them meeting eachother half way at the worst times , tears fell upon the ducks as his shoulders shook.
“Try not to stab me again” was the only warning he gave before he got up and pulled his Twin into a tight hug.
“I missed you “
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Ooooh, got the whole thing to appear, there's so much to do! So much is happening! So many little sounds! How delightful