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@thebrokenbones
peterpettigrcw:
“oh we are truly awful,” he says, looking down, waiting a moment for his mother to get back in conversation before grabbing another shot and downing it. he wipes his mouth and then looks back at amelia. “wouldn’t your brother do the same?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Eddie’s busy with his kids, so no.. I don’t think so.” She smirked taking another shot. “c’mon petey, I doubt this will make the evening go faster? Where are your boys?”
gracetuft:
“do the fake condolences ever stop?” they asked, wondering if it was rude to ask. there were so many people that they knew weren’t really sorry for their loss, yet they said it anyway to fill the space. grace didn’t know how people could get through this, but at least they’d never have to go through this again. “it isn’t your fault.” of course, grace didn’t know that, though they hardly thought that amelia knew who was behind it. “it’s okay.”
“They haven’t yet, so I don’t think so.” She said honestly, holding the others hand and giving it a tight squeeze. “Want me to get you out of here?” She offered
edgvrs:
❛ hey — that’s great. it’s always much easier to think about other things when you have results. ❜ he was proud of her, and even more so at her next set of news. he couldn’t imagine anyone better suited for the position than his kid sister, but the thought of it was bittersweet because really, she was no longer his ‘kid’ sister. ❛ you deserve it, and the idea of not having to stress next year. i’m really proud of you, ames. ❜ the grin on his face genuine, and only began to grow when he got to talk about his kids. ❛ they’re great, we’re now learning how to fly. you should definitely think about coming over sometime so they can learn from the quidditch professional herself. ❜
“You’re right, yeah.” She nodded, looking at him with a small smile. “Thanks Eddie, I should, I miss them, I bet they’ve gotten huge... I can teach them, though I doubt their mom would be too happy about that, she’s alright if they learn to fly?” She ask biting her lip
﹕ 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧⠀ › @beforedawnstarters
it was uncomfortable to walk into hogsmeade and be met with so many faces that left the hairs on the back of her neck lifting — faces lily knew took personal offense to people like her . she could’ve not come , she had every reason to simply stay home , but making an appearance at the memorial felt important to her — what had happened had been a tragedy , an abomination , and the redhead had felt the urge to come pay her respects regardless of the company around her . it had been a last minute decision , so she couldn’t even be sure if any of her friends would be there , but for now that didn’t matter . the small crowd formed around grace tuft meant she’d wait a bit , give them space , instead moving towards the bar — a gentle tone to her voice when she moved to take a place next to another wix , brushing past them as she did so . " excuse me . "
“Lily! Thank merlin you’re here. I missed you, I’m glad you could make it...” She said hugging the other girl and sighed, “I can’t handle it here much longer, so I might bail early, but I’m glad I got to see you before I’m going to go...” She said a bit nervously as she looked around.
@beforedawnstarters
it wasn’t that grace wasn’t thankful someone was throwing a memorial for their family—they didn’t have the means to do so right now anyway. grace felt like this was forced, there was something off about the situation and they didn’t like it. if grace didn’t want to be here, then she couldn’t imagine anyone else wanted to be here either. while grace had friends, it seemed like the people that she talked to didn’t understand the loss that she’d gone through. they didn’t want people to go through what they were going through now, but at some point, they didn’t really know what else to do or say to make people understand that her grief was normal. what grace didn’t want, was a bunch of people who had barely ever spoken a word to her before, coming up and saying how sorry they were. they wanted answers. still, they had a part to play. “thank you so much for coming.”
“of course, Grace, I know how much of a circus this whole thing can be and I’m here if you need anything.” She said reaching a supportive hand onto the other’s shoulder, “I’m really really sorry you have to go through this.” Amelia knew what it was like to lose someone and she knew how hard it was when everything was put on show like this.
@beforedawnstarters
“if my mom turns this way let me know,” he says as he quickly grabs the shot of firewhisky and takes it in one gulp, he makes a face at the burn before looking over at the direction of his mother who was talking to one of her friends. when she turned over towards him he waved, making a scene of grabbing his glass of water before she turned again. “merlin,” he sighs, asking for another. funerals were never his forte, he remembers having gone to them for some relative that he doesn’t remember, it was a bunch of people walking up to him explaining they’re sorry for his loss but he didn’t really know what he was losing. he looks over at the only surviving member of the tuft family and he feels bad for them but he doesn’t know where to really put all the things that he’s feeling so he’s here at the bar.
Amelia smirked taking her own shot to deal with the stress of the evening, “I’ll let you know, but your mom might kill us both if she finds you drinking.” She teased watching the older pettigrew woman and just looked back at peter and held her newly filed glass up in cheers, knowing no one was around to tell her off.
edgvrs:
he was relieved to say the least, even if the hug was as swift as a blink of the eye. ❛ i missed you, too, kid. how were the last few days of sixth year ? ❜ it felt like forever ago when edgar himself was at hogwarts. he sat back down at the table and took note of all the papers she brought in. ❛ what’s all this ? ❜
“Well, it went as well as to be expected, I guess..” she said shortly, “I got mostly O’s which was good but anyways, how are the kids?” She asked settling into her seat, “I’m working for the business this summer. Now that I’m of age, aunt Susan doesn’t need to do as much anymore and I can take more of a responsibility over things, I just need the boards support after I’m done to assume the full position after hogwarts is done.”
closed — @thebrokenbones
he hadn’t spoken to amelia in a while — really because he was unsure as to what to say. but now, it was the summer holiday meaning she would be coming back from scotland, even if only for a little while, and he missed his little sister. ❛ hey — ❜ edgar started getting up as soon as he noticed his sister enter the crowded bar. ❛ i was hoping you’d get my owl. ❜
Amelia walked into the pub, her hair pulled back. Arms filled with papers. “Yeah, well I’m here.” She smiled, setting them down on her papers on the table, to give him a quick hug. “I missed you Eddie.” She smiled
hectichilde:
“That sounds perfect. We could even go get drinks at a muggle pub too.”
“A muggle pub? That sounds amazing, yes please.”
regulustxt:
Regulus looks at Amelia incredulously. He knew some parents followed that line of thinking, the more progressive one, but he figured the pureblood families would want to keep the magical lines clear. But then again, he doesn’t remember the Bones family being in the sacred twenty eight anyway. “That’s great,” he says honestly. “I’m not engaged yet,” he frowns, “I imagine it’ll be figured out by the end of the summer, now that I’m of age. I’m not the heir though, that’s all on Sirius, so figuring out my future is a bit less of a priority.”
Amelia was happy she didn’t have to follow the same traditions as some of the other purebloods, her parents never enforced it, even when they were alive, so she just was able to enjoy herself for the most part. “I think your future is important.” She smiled looking at him “How is Sirius? I haven’t heard from him yet, he hasn’t answered any of my letters?” She asked biting her lip.
mckmarl:
At least one person not in full-on Gwen-mode for these last few days. Of course, Marlene wanted things to go well, but… Her mind shook off with a brighter grin following to Amelia’s glittering eyes. “I’m your friend. That’s so lovely of you to say, my love. And welcome to my new office sans-sister for the moment like I’m the one in charge. Have her tamping soon enough, I bet.”
“I love your new office, Marls... now can we please get lunch? The business I’ve done has left me starved and while I like the work, I want to be able to enjoy my summer” She laughed moving to stand.
regulustxt:
Regulus shrugs. “My cousins, my friends, my acquaintances. Definitely me at some point, though mother and father will probably wait until after graduation. For you as well, I assume?” he says. It was only natural, after all, that pureblood wixes get betrothed in their last years of Hogwarts. He supposes it’s only a matter of time before the two are attending the weddings of their peers. “This is just for a debutante ball, though. A preliminary apology.”
Amelia was a pureblood but her parents had made it clear she could choose who she married, so she shook her head. “No, my parent’s always said if i wanted to get married it would be my choice, so not really in the cards for me you know..? I don’t really go to any of those things anymore... I mean I got the invitation but their just too many...” She said trailing off and looking at him. “Are you engaged yet then?”
Marlene swirled herself around in her sister’s chair in the dreary office. “Bride-to-be is out to lunch. Can I take a number and you wait?” Her feet kicked up to the desk; if she was going to be stuck here for a few hours then it might as well be a fun time. She held a parchment in quill in her hands, mocking importance of the words she did not really write down. Ernie had a person who did something similar outside his office. She’d rather hang herself over the mouth of the giant squid than do any of this work, but for now the game of it would suffice. “Aye, you were actually like looking for her, weren’t you?” Her eyes finally gazed up to the individual, but she still found it hard to not break into a grin given the circumstance. @beforedawnstarters
Amelia had seen Marlene sneak into her sisters office and figured she’d go see her after filing the paper work she’d needed to for her families business hoping Marlene would be there that long. “I don’t know it’s pretty urgent.” She said teasingly, sitting opposite the girl with a smirk. “Merlin no, I wanted to say hi to my friend not your sister.” She said with a large smile.
@beforedawnstarters
“See, the wonderful thing about summer,” Hilde said, “is I don’t have to think about my NEWTs until it’s over. The annoying thing is I do get to listen to my family argue. So, I am up for literally anything right now that will get me out for… well, as long as you can.”
“Drinks and wandering the muggle world? How does that sound?”
regulustxt:
“I’ll be sure to leave a galleon in the tip jar,” he responds blandly, the flush covering his features the only indication that he was rather embarrassed by being caught. He eyes the sweet suspiciously, not sure if he trusts her not to feed him one that tastes of grass, or maybe even earwax. He pops it into his mouth anyway and grins when the flavour of blueberry pie hits his senses. “Thank you,” he responds and gestures to the display in front of him. “Don’t suppose you know what sweet says: “Sorry You Might Have to Marry An Idiot”?
She laughed softly at his blush, “Anytime,” She smiled and than nodded. “Chocolate frogs I think do the trick.. whose got to marry an idiot?” She asked looking over the display with a contemplative glance.
for: OPEN. @beforedawnstarters where: honeydukes, hogsmeade
Regulus stands in the shop, an air of frustration surrounding him. Having been standing there for well over 10 minutes now, he is no more closer to picking a selection than he was the minute he stepped into the bloody place. He lets out a huff of annoyance, glaring at the colourful displays as he blatantly disregards a “No Tasting!” sign and pops a Bertie Botts into his mouth. He winces at the taste and swallows it, giving the display an even more venomous look as if it’s solely to blame for his misfortune. “Bet you were glad to see that, weren’t you,” he mutters to the sweets, not noticing the close-by wix eyeing him in amusement.
“Only because I saw you read the sign, ignore it and get something rancid tasting.” She laughed lightly offering him one from her own box that she knew would taste good. “Here, try it.” She offered kindly.
open ; @beforedawnstarters
“ oh , come on -” sybill gives the other an easy smily as her arm extends towards them . her right hand holds a barely touched bag of licorice wands she bought from the trolley earlier . “ just finish them , why don’t you ? it’ll be wasted if i keep them now that we’re here at the station .”
“You could save them for later, I don’t see why you would put them in the bin?” She said looking at sybill taking one anyways with a shrug, “What is your first plan since being back?”
