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⌗ 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗚𝗬 ⸻ the working of wonders or miracles ; 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜. . . ⊹ . . a tale of something much more sinister , as loved and tortured by 𝘯𝘦𝘭 for @morsmordrcrp !
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The kid kept a relaxed posture even as he spat vitriol. Seems it boils down to daddy issues and rebellion. Fenrir growled under his breath. He wasn't cut out for this and it was going to show in front of this portion of his pack if he didn't find a way to pivot.
"Leave." Fenrir's voice brooked no argument, his eyes narrowed at the Greengrass kid. "Not you of course."
One of the newer wolves started to protest the order, but a quick, well-aimed hex silenced him. Low pops filled the air as the others left the immediate area.
𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻 , 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 but rather comically as fenrir hexes a pack mate . ❛ you know ⸺ ❜ he starts , tongue in cheek almost ready for another verbal spar . it really was such a pity that fenrir greyback was all bite and no bark , it was never any fun like that . ❛ i always thought alphas were supposed to have a handle on their pups , he didn’t seem so obedient . ❜ caellum taunts . ❛ but here’s the thing , i’m not yours to order around , so no i won’t stay . ❜
For the tiniest moment she stutters, staring both in confusion on as he feels the need to show off, cake the furthers thing from her mind then and there. That blush that creeps is put down as nothing more than a simply reaction to someone and their outrageously chaotic antics. "Oh, is that so?"
The brunette steps forward, finger lifting once she feels in control again, poking his show off moment right away. "I take it those things my oh, so sweet little heart couldn't handle preserve these?" Mary wasn't buying it. "You're not as tough as you look." She had her doubts, and a grin to match it. - @thaumatvrgys
𝗰𝗮𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 , the way her skin flushes , following the pink hue from her cheek and over her ears with a twisted smile . it’s a fleeting moment , but one that coats his veins in victory , a small win , even if she fights such a reaction . he let’s her close in on him , brow raised in challenge as she steps even closer . ❛ oh mary , mary , quite contrary . ❜ he teases , catching wrist in time with her poke . a challenge or a warning , as he dropped his shirt , grinning because even he didn’t know . ❛ i think i’m plenty tough , but if you’re curious , come a little closer and i’ll you exactly what my favourite thing is . ❜
"You could be." Gilderoy replied, unruffled. He didn't mind Caellum's bad mood. If he was going to be prickly than might as well hang out with someone who could take it. "Come now, don't be such a sourpuss about it. Won't a little crime make you feel better?"
❛ 𝗶’𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 for that . ❜ shaking his head at the other , crystal glass meeting the bar top as he gestured to the keep for another . ❛ frankly , no . ❜ and it wasn’t often like caellum to turn down adventure , or fun , or even crime as the other was stating , but his foul mood lingered like it often did after his father demands him to pick the darkness , for lack of better terms .
This is why Fenrir stayed away from politics; he did not know how he was supposed to toe the line of intimidation to get Greengrass to join without doing undue harm. He didn't consider himself to be much in the way of a motivational speaker, his pack followed orders or suffered the consequence of their actions. Simple. Easy.
"Your family is on the right side. Why aren't you? They begged the Dark Lord for help in getting the wayward boy to know his place. This is our Lord's response. Isn't he gracious?" Mocking him likely wouldn't help if the damned fool was stubborn, but truly if the Dark Lord had wanted this to succeed, hobbling Fenrir was irritating. He and his pack would feel the displeasure of a failed mission if he didn't figure out how this boy ticked.
𝗰𝗮𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗺 𝘁𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵 , as if to bite but his posture , the too relaxed lean didn’t change , he was toeing the line of something dangerous , all the while demeanor screamed laissez faire . caellum wasn’t stupid , he had never been , he’d been smart , grades among the better of them but he was impulsive , dangerously so and often caught himself in bad situations , like this one .
❛ gracious enough to send the dog ? ❜ he hisses , encompassing a snake in the very same way he would of at school , emboldened and hackles raised , ready to strike , but as fists clench at his sides , he holds . there was no right side , and caellum didn’t often think too deep into it , usually tuning out his fathers drowning about the blood supremacy , about the cause , about it all . ❛ my father is nothing but a snivelling coward , you can tell him to shove it , and you can tell your master whatever you want , but whatever this is , this pow wow happening , pup , i’m bored of it . ❜
Oh, the impudence of someone who just likes to fight back. The reason? Lucius can think of none at all, but that just means that Caelum has some inane reason, some piece of flint lodged deep in his psyche Lucius is catching a spark against. Maybe he just knows that no is just about Lucius's least favorite word to hear from anyone.
Lucius smiles anyways, smooth as silk and slick as butter. What do wizards like Caelum like? Revelry - alcohol - companionship. "Ah, that's a shame. I'll have to save the Japanese Firewhisky to someone else." The stuff from across the sea is expensive. Very expensive.
Is this a 'Death Eater' meeting? It's not a real Death Eater meeting. Those happen in the dead of night and anyone who invites strangers to them is cursed to hell and back. This is a meeting that happens to have several Death Eaters, and the son of a pure-blood like Caelum is certainly welcome.
𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 , above all others was the single thing his father was most proud of . blood purity . and hence the way the greengrass patriarch stumbled at the feet of another who spoke of nothing but such things , and their importance . but to caellum , he couldn’t care less , not really , he knew it wasn’t as simple as what was spoken , it wasn’t so black and white and while he toed the line in making a decision , and he likely never would , because it pissed off his father .
❛ so what ? ❜ caellum starts , brow raised at the taunt , the disappearing offer that was never going to be offered , not really , hanging in the air between them . ❛ they send you in with a bribe , a little heart to heart , malfoy ? to what ⸻ win my heart , woo me to your side . ❜ there’s a vicious taunt in his tone as brow raises , arm stretched over the back of his chair as he levelled a look at the malfoy heir , unaffected by the withdrawl .
❛ whatever you’re selling , girl scout , i’m not buying , so you can keep your japanese firewhiskey , and i’ll stick to this stuff , works the same either way . ❜ the quidditch player speaks , almost as if he were issuing a challenge .
One thing she couldn’t refuse these days was danger in its purest form. Whatever the source, she was drawn to it like a moth to flame. Caellum had been a moment of weakness, but one she had relished in much to her own annoyance. A welcome distraction, a way to kick herself down, a sordid affair that left her wanting more. Tauntingly, she grinned, letting the moment drag as she entertained his question. Marlene knew exactly what she wanted and always enjoyed playing the long game. “Like I said,” she offered with a click of her tongue, “it’s not quite an acceptable response.” The blonde reached for her purse, an idle attempt to leave. “Perhaps, that’s all for tonight.”
𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝘇𝘇𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 , and whether she could feel it , caellum didn’t know but it zapped at his skin as if she’d shot a hex his way , and his lips twisted in kind , not the notoriously , almost vicious smirk , but this was something different , something wholly saved for a girl like her . his hand snaps out before he can even begin to think otherwise , dexterous fingers curling around the thin wrist that reached for her purse , using it as leverage , just enough to drag her closer , until he could practically taste her breath on his tongue . ❛ and that’s not an acceptable response for me , princess . ❜ he taunted , head tilted in challenge as he smirks .
"Don't be such a buzzkill." Gilderoy said cheerfully. Slytherin's were always so obsessed with posturing, he swore. They needed to lighten up and have a little fun. Life was too short to waste time being boring and law-abiding. "It's only slightly illegal, and even then it's barely a misdemeanor. It'll be fun, come on Greengrass. Live a little darling."
𝗵𝗲’𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗿 , 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘆 . another disastrous family dinner at his parents and he really was in no mood . ❛ i’m not your darling , lockhart . ❜ caellum scoffs , swallowing the amber liquid . ❛ are you that desperate for company that you have to annoy people into it ? ❜ he bites , rather viciously .
"Boy has teeth." Fenrir's voice oozed with an oppressive weight of a threat. His body rolled into an intimidating stance. "And exactly how do you expect to back up that 'no', boy?" Several members of his pack were standing nearby. They had been tasked to encourage the Greengrass boy of where his allegiance should be. Fenrir hated the attack dog schtick, but needs must.
𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗺 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 ─ admittedly , ferir greyback was one of them . vicious and unrepent were just scraping the surface of the beast within . and yet , showing fear was far from caellum greengrass’ personality , so instead , the twisted grin is painted so cleanly on lips , brow raised . ❛ thanks , pup , i grew them myself , looked after them too ─ unlike you . ❜ full of snark and confidence , he shrugged . ❛ i don’t have to back shit , my answer is no . i don’t take orders from dogs , sorry . ❜ he wasn’t actually sorry , greyback was nothing but a solider and caellum had no interest in dealing with him .
"No? To cake?" Mary whirled around with the biggest frown on her face. How could anyone not find joy in a thing such as cake. By definition cake held nothing but good things. "Why on earth would you do that? Are you allergic to cake?" That was a possibility, of course; one the witch desperately hoped not to be true.
"So, if not cake, what then? Come on, Kale, that's got to be something that replaces cake on your list of wonderful things in the world." Her list were mainly plants. "Flirting isn't an item to be found on such a list, by the way. Just in case that would have been the answer." - @thaumatvrgys
𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 . brow raised , arms folded . stoic to the point he looks every bit of his breeding , and yet the twisted smirk says otherwise as he listens to the muggleborn ramble . ❛ you don’t get a body like this ─ eating cake . ❜ and as if he were showing off , and make no mistake , he was showing off , he lifted the old t-shirt , some muggle found thing his father would kill him for , brandishing a pretty solid abdomen . ❛ i don’t think your sweet little heart could handle my favourite things , macdonald . ❜
A curious dynamic, one she couldn't fully explain without thinking herself mad. Something had simply unraveled despite the knowledge that it was not a good call. However, Marlene had been anything but well-behaved lately, hiding behind the pretense of a grin she carried everywhere, building a self-destructive path that made her feel all too much like a star. Eventually, she'd combust. A brow raising, almost in challenge, the witch laid back in her chair. Cigarette to her lips, a long drag as if waiting for another word to leave the wizard's mouth. A hum turned into chuckle, she finally spoke, corners of her lips tugging upwards. "Well, that's just not going to work for me."
𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 , and yet , caellum greengrass was known to make bad decisions . he lived to antagonise , to infuriate , to bait people until his amusement was satiated . but marlene was a different type of bad decision . she was the type of bad decision that had you coming back for more , again and again . she was the type of bad decision that didn’t feel all that bad , until it was nothing but a wave of perfume in her wake . marlene mckinnon was like a drug . and he knew all about that . ❛ that’s not going to work for you ? ❜ brow raised , he reclines back in the seat now , arms still folded .
𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 , 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 as if he was issuing a dare to the world . solid arms , wrapped in corded muscle fold across his chest ⸻ unyielding , almost like he knew he was 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 . twenty two years old and already carrying himself as if nothing could break him , like he’d welcome it if they tried , and oh boy did they try . ❝ my answer ? ❞ voice edged with something sharp , twisted with amusement as he murmurs , lips matching the twist of a smirk as brow , singular and perfectly arched , raises . reckless , defiant , daring . ❝ yeah ⸻ it’s going to me a no . ❞
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