#swishystarters

[heyygreyeyes]

Sometimes You Need a Little Quiet || Andromeda & OPEN

It was a relief to be back at Hogwarts - a welcome change from the stifling haze they felt when back at the Manor. However, Andromeda had forgotten how hard it was to share a dorm room with others. It was hard to dress the way they wanted to when they already got strange looks for wanting to wear the boys’ uniform over the girls’. Gwen was a gem of course and never questioned anything Drom did, but they still had to wonder if their best friend thought them strange also.

It was just so much more comfortable to be in pants over a skirt, and the men’s sizing hid Andromeda’s lanky, angular body. Drom’s discomfort in their dorm room, was why the sixteen year old was currently hiding away in a secluded spot in the library, a muggle novel in their hands and deeply engrossed in it.

[mckxnnonmarlene-blog]

manicures for slughorn  — marlene & open

A little sigh fell from Marlene's lips, her brow furrowed in confusion as she stared at the blank parchment. It was practically a crime to give students an essay that was due in the first week, particularly when one's concentration was lacking at the best of times. Her eyes flickered from student to student, finally settling on one. "Come on, please give me a hand," she pouted.

         "I'd rather paint Slughorn's grungy toenails than write this essay."

[gidtheoprewett]

closed way | { gideon & open }

    Gideon much preferred quieter moments than the one he was being exposed to at the moment. For some reason the Great Hall was an absolute mess. It was lunchtime, a normal time of the day people were used to, but it was an absolute fucking debacle at the moment. No one could sit still and there were a thousand conversations going on at once. The cacophony of buzzing voices gave Gideon a headache as he just tried to eat his sandwich.     They were all probably catching up if they hadn’t already. The first years had only been in the castle for a day now and were eager to do just about everything the school had to offer so he could excuse their excitement. While some of his Housemates discussed the new discoveries over the summer, Gideon sat quietly, mulling over a few random topics until he heard his name.     “ Sorry, what? I totally spaced out. ”

[greeneyedfire]

one too many — lily & anyone

[ She may or may not have had one too many drinks  —— taking another long sip of her firewhiskey ( her sixth of the night ) , arching her eyebrows at the person in front of her. ]

          ——— “    Wow ( ... ) You have a really, really nice face. Proper good.                              So, are you going to   s n o g   me or am I going to have to                              jump you?    ”

[toujourstrouble-blog]

✘ whiskey’s quicker                            ( sirius & open )

                        Several things were brilliant about today.                               One, he was back at Hogwarts.                                     Two, he was back with his friends.                                           And three, well -- just take a look around. 

          A party was in full swing, several bottles of Firewhiskey lined the wall, and people were already laughing and screaming to be heard over the noise of the crowd. Sirius hadn’t a drop to drink yet, but he felt drunk off of the energy of his classmates. This was his last year, and if he had his way, it would start and end with a bang. 

                        So far, so good.

❝ Oi! That drink in your hand. It’s new, yeah? ❞ He smiled and cocked his head, aiming to disarm with a smile. Catch ‘em off guard, he always thought, and then move in for the kill. ❝ Wouldn’t fancy sharing with a bloke in need, now would you? ❞ It didn’t matter that there were plenty of cups and drinks to go around nor that Sirius was more than capable of retrieving his own. What mattered was the socialization and the intimacy of sharing a drink with another. And the potential of annoying another. That, too. 

[elsamulciber-blog]

{ hunting for pearls } | elsa & ?

    Elsa eyes trailed around the Room of Requirement, focusing on n o t h i n g in particular. There was a table full of liquor, now with her good bottle of mead. People were huddled around the room in small groups, some of them obviously too young for a party like this. Some people were obviously intimated by the party, sticking to the walls of the room. She confidently walked towards the middle, spinning around a bit, her dress f l o w i n g around her.     “Does anyone have a fag?” Elsa asked, her eyes focused on everyone near her. Her box of cigarettes was down in her dorms, but her lighter was in her jean jacket pocket. “It’s okay if you don’t, I’m just craving one.”

[greeneyedfire]

firewhiskey — lily & anyone

                ——— “ If you see a fifth year drinking, send them   m y   way, yeah?                                 I’ll need to confiscate the drinks ( ... ) yeno, Head Girl things. ”

[greeneyedfire]

wild heart — lily & anyone

[ A brand new year had started and, as always, Lily found herself in the middle of dancing students ( some a bit too young for the festivities ) ; a glass of firewhiskey on one hand and a fag in the other, hips swaying to the loud music. She knew what charms the boys used to conceal the party and, since all of her Head duties were complete, she indulged in some well deserved fun— at least some of it. 

In the corner of her eye, the auburn-haired witch was met with a fifth year trying to throw herself into someone’s arms  —— James bloody Potter. Brilliant. With a roll of her eyes and a slight grit of her teeth, Lily pushed past the crowd, dark smoke pushing past red lips. ]

                 ——— “ Sorry,  sorry   ——   excuse me,   p a r d o n  , thank you.                                 ( ... )  Oi ! Watch the hands, mate, unless you want them gone. ”