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[delilahxcarrow]

Delilah felt like she was stuck in a nightmare. All she wanted was to wake up, and for Edgar to still be alive. She hadn’t accepted that she would never see him again. She was still so sure that it was a nightmare. It had to be a nightmare. She had been withdrawn since the day that she read the newspaper and learned of Edgar’s death, and she didn’t care what Amycus thought of her behavior. None of it mattered. She just wanted to cry all the time, just wanted to pull away from everyone that she knew. All she wanted was Edgar. And she couldn’t believe that she was at his funeral. She felt sick to her stomach as she pushed the doors open, hoping that she could just stay in the background and then slip away before anyone knew that she was there. She knew that nobody would understand. She knew that if Amycus found out that she was there, he wouldn’t understand. He would ask questions she didn’t want asked. But she needed to be there. She had to. She loved Edgar. She needed to be there. But she knew that she didn’t belong. 

She finally got the courage to open the doors and she stepped into the room and froze when she came face to face with Amelia Bones. She hadn’t planned on speaking to anyone, especially not Edgar’s sister. And yet...she was right there.

“I-I’m so sorry,” She managed to say. 

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[siriuslyxpadfoot]

Let It All Go

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Sirius found a nice corner booth and sat down as he waited for Amelia. He knew she’d been with a lot lately, and while he had too, Sirius had invited her with the intention of tonight not being about all that. It was about relaxing and having a nice distraction. He wasn’t sure what she wanted, so Sirius decided to be a gentleman and wait for Amelia to arrive to get himself anything to drink. No point in getting ahead.

He didn’t have to wait long. As he saw her walk in, Sirius hopped up to give her a hug. “If we remember tonight, we’re doing it wrong. Are we on the same page?”

[zephyrbcll]

Flushing yourself down a toilet to get into the Ministry of Magic said something about the state of the Ministry, if you asked Zephyr, and he was honestly glad that the visitor’s entrance was trashed and he got to floo in. As skeptical as he was about governments in general, Zephyr knew that he had to at least look into it before he could safely trashtalk it.

Which led to today. It was probably an interesting position to be in, knowing the son of your boss was likely responsible for the death of your brother, and Zephyr wondered if that was the sort of thing that resulted in a promotion or bereavement leave. That wondering was the sort of thing that had him all set to ask Amelia Bones any question that popped into his head.

Or at least he was until he saw her and promptly realized that he recognized her. “You know, your name sounded familiar, but I figured it was just from reading it in the Prophet.” He announced, quickly followed by, “Not to be rude, but please tell me there’s coffee. I fucking hate early mornings.” @theyoungestamelia

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Dirk popped around the edge of the bookshelf, holding out a book. “Was this the one you wanted?” he asked. He thought it looked a bit dry, but it was about the woman she wanted at least. Then again, while Amelia and Dirk shared a lot of common interests, their different career paths and resulting study skills meant they liked a different style of writing when it came to something like a biography. Dirk wanted it in as much of a narrative story as possible. Amelia’s Ministry background meant she could stomach writing he just found dull.

[delilahxcarrow]

Delilah didn’t know who to thank for putting her in fundraising, but she certainly had no complaints. She knew that that couldn’t be said for many other people, but she was selfishly enjoying the fact that she didn’t have to do manual labor. The only...uncomfortable thing about today was working with Amelia. Edgar’s sister. She had no idea what the other woman knew, if anything, and that made her a little bit uneasy. Edgar had always spoken highly of his sister, and she knew that they were fairly close, so the chances were that she knew something about her relationship with Edgar, and she didn’t want that. It complicated things, and the more people who knew about herself hanging out with Edgar, the worse it would be. 

She was waiting for the other woman to show up, when she spotted her walking into Flourish and Blotts. Delilah sighed and then walked over to her.

“Amelia, right?” Delilah held out a hand to shake. “Delilah Carrow.”

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[siriuslyxpadfoot]

♕ amelia

“I am a serious person with important things to do. I’m not just going to take shots on the bar like a twenty-year-old. Okay, maybe just one. Or two.”

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[dirkcressed]

☁ amelia

I wonder if she and Asher are using the L word?

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X (amelia) (if i already sent this ignore this i just wasnt sure)

Dirk likes how lighthearted she looks here.

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