#sly:aries

[slyamelie-blog]

┊Battered & Bruised. (A+A) ;

@slyares

The salt trickled into her mouth as she licked at her sweaty lips, knuckles white, chest rising and falling rapidly in attempts to catch her breath. The crowd’s cheers were all but a ringing in the Chaser’s ears as she slowly descended to the pitch. 

The Slytherin locker room was a similar droning buzz by the time Amélie entered, hands squeezing shoulders as if that was supposed to soothe the pain of such a crushing loss. It was frustrating; she had played such a good game and god, she hated losing to Hufflepuff almost as much as those bloody lions. The Snitch had undone them, nothing much they could do about it but regroup and try harder next match; at least that’s what she muttered to her teammates as she passed with a thin smile.

Her robes were stripped from her body and she sat on the bench in a crop top, lithe fingers dragging themselves through tangled, wet locks as her elbows settled atop of her knees. She lifted her head, and her gaze was met by a familiar pair of mischievous eyes.

She smirked.     “You do know that you’re supposed to keep the Bludgers away from me, right?”

END.

[slykyungsoo]

bloody hell | kyungsoo + aries

@slyares

As much as Kyungsoo loved cooking, he had to admit he’s quite clumsy while holding a knife as he’d like to.

A string of profanities and curses escaped heart-shaped lips under his breaths as the 6th year Slytherin made his way to the dungeon of his house’s common room. Wrapped around his right index finger was a thin piece of cloth, courtesy of the house elves that was present during the little incident.

Upon spotting the empty lounging area, Kyungsoo stumbled onto the nearest sofa and threw himself on the soft cushions. Black hues immediately traveled to the injured digit to assess the damage. Dammit--the blood’s already seeping through the cloth. He must’ve cut himself pretty deep...

With his uninjured hand, the boy rummaged through his pocket to produce a regular muggle band aid. Yes, he was aware he could get fixed up in a minute if he went to Madam Pomfrey, but it was late and the last thing he wanted was to get questioned on how he acquired the cut, so he opted for a regular muggle technology instead.

‘Note to self, hex the knives the next time you cook.’ he grumbled to himself while struggling to peel off the plastic sheet from the adhesive part.

[gryaya]

–– ♥ green light

starter for @slyares !

She was a powerful witch beyond her age. Her raw power, that is. But control over it, she never had. A fiery girl with an equally hot disposition –– she was untamed and more often than not, it brought her a series of unfortunate incidents. That cloudy day was no exception. She had wondered in the outskirts of the forest yet again, curiosity of the rumors of a unicorn appearing there leading her in like a cat ( and we all know what happened when cats followed their curiosities. they died ).  But it was not a unicorn she had encountered, rather it was a furious beast –– hideous and extremely angry for having its nap disturbed by the Hogwarts student. She had no problem fending herself though the terror in her face said otherwise. She was strong after all and excelled especially in offensive spells. But as she screamed Expulso! and drove the beast away, she failed to notice that her spell had caused the branch above her to whine from the impact of her spell. And the next thing she knew she had someone hovered over her, the fallen branch a good few feet away from the other student and Aya herself. Dark eyes blinked slowly, trying to process her surroundings before she whispered out, breathy from shock, “Uh..thank you.”

[alo-prof]

▬ class update!

 THE FOLLOWING STUDENTS' CLASSES HAVE BEEN NOTED:

BLACK, aries - charms, dada, damc, potions, transfiguration, wizarding law, dragon studies, study of ancient runes