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Poppy | Gryffindor | 6th ~ What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. -Emerson rp account for morsexordium rp

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titaslester:

          “Hardly. Freedom is an idea in the mind, not the location of where your body is.”

“If I wanted your philosophy lessons, I would have asked for them. In any case, I disagree with you. Being locked up for several days did not constitute freedom for anyone.” 

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“Should I even ask what I just walked in on? I think freedom has gone to everyone’s head.” 

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thorley-greengrass:

Can’t I just stand and stare? The view is beautiful.

“Flattery, Thorley? If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were teasing me...” 

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zaraabbott:

“I’d much rather have you fix it, if that’s okay,” she answered after thinking about it for a moment. She really did not care to have to explain her situation again to the nurse.

Poppy nodded immediately. “That’s fine,” she agreed, pulling out her wand and leading Zara over to a nearby bench. “Just hold still for me.” 

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zaraabbott:

Zara winced as she moved her wrist back towards her arm before stopping from the pain it caused. “It hurts,” she admitted, dropping whatever tough act she had been trying to uphold.

Poppy gave a small nod. “It’s not broken, though, so that’s a good thing.” She paused, biting her lip. “I can take you to the hospital wing, but I know the spell that can fix this, if you’d rather.” 

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zola-abbott:

“…and I need to own up to a crime.”

“You’re confessing? Alright...”

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hemeragaunt:

“You’re a prefect right? I need to report something.”

“Well, go on.” 

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zaraabbott

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“Yes, it happened while sneaking out of the castle, yes it hurts, no I don’t think it’s broken,” Zara answered, holding the hurt wrist to her chest.

Poppy gently took Zara’s hand, pulling the wrist away from her body with a gentle touch. “Can you move it around for me? Even just a bit?”

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“Just say what you need to say. I’m listening.” 

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hemeragaunt:

Never one to take risks, Mera stopped herself on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. She had gone just far enough away from the castle to a place she figured she would be alone. The girl smiled when she noticed a certain specie of butterfly land directly in front of her. She crouched down to examine it further and didn’t even bother to turn around to greet the person behind her. “Isn’t it beautiful?” Though she originally had sought out solitude, she didn’t mind the company she was currently keeping.

The day was chilly in a way that made Poppy feel alive. The bite of the wind was welcome to her, waking her up and revitalizing her. It made her mind race, but in a way she enjoyed. Rather than rushing toward the castle, she worked her way along the outskirts of the forest. It was close to being out of bounds, but in some ways, that thrilled the prefect. She always found herself on the edge of the rules. However, she found herself oblivious to others in these times, so when a voice spoke up nearby, it made Poppy jump. Turning to look, she saw the brunette immediately and her shoulders slumped. “It is... What kind of butterfly is that?” 

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glitter in the air ; floppy

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floreanfortescute:

Poppy’s wand reached out to light the rolled paper between his lips before he could, burning the end of it as he inhaled. His lungs vibrated, and the drug leaked into him, skewing his vision momentarily and then curbing the emotions. Smoke suspended in the air around them, and Florean looked over at her.

“Did I just hear what I think I heard?” He said, taking another hit, “Show you how? As in.. show you..” He held up gillyweed in front of him, “how to… be the worst prefect in the school? Of course I will.” He scoffed to himself, a smile of wonderment across his face. 

Florean handed it to her, “Uh, so you just.. like.. suck it in. But don’t keep it in your mouth and then blow out because then you’re wasting it and I’ll yell at you. Take it in like you’re taking a breath.” He said, watching her carefully.

She watched him carefully as he inhaled, watching the rise of his chest and the slight arch to his neck before he released the smoke in a stream. It was beautiful, in a way she’d never considered before. Delicate, like a form of art she’d never thought possible, and she was mesmerized by him. It wasn’t new for Poppy, however. She spent most of her time with Florean, lost in his mannerisms and his words. 

A smile crept onto her lips as he took in her request, but there was no way he could have been more shocked by her words than she was herself. She let out a soft chuckle at his estimation of her, shaking her head. “You know, I’m hardly the worst prefect in the school.” she retorted as she took the joint from his fingers carefully. She couldn’t help but compare it to holding a bomb, with all the same delicacy and uncertainty. It welt foreign between her fingers. “In fact, as far as prefects go, I think I’m doing quite alright. It took me five years to come this far.” 

She felt nerves bubbling up inside of her as he began to direct her. “You? Yell at me?” she retorted, glancing over at him with a quizzical expression. “I’d like to see that some time.” She didn’t believe him for a moment, and she probably never would. 

She knew she was just putting it off, so she gave in to her own interests and placed the end between her lips carefully. Like your taking a breath. She inhaled through her mouth, a warmth, a burning, filling up her lungs until she couldn’t handle it. She coughed immediately, wincing against the raw feeling in her throat as she extended the joint to him once more, shaking her head. “Merlin... How do you stand it?” she asked, her voice rough and unfamiliar to her own ears. 

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alaina-avery:

“I…okay, I guess. Is it dangerous?”

Poppy chuckled. “Does it look dangerous to you?” she asked, juggling the slinky between the palms of her hands gently.

[tenwordstory]

And all the words that I say to you, That I will say to you I don’t think could ever come close to what exactly my heart feels for you

far gone (226 out of 365)

[mercurialhigh-deactivated202010]

She walked with darkness dripping off her shoulders, I’ve seen ghosts brighter than her soul. 

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alaina-avery:

“What does it do?”

“It... well, for lack of a better explanation, it slinks.” She walked down the hallway, headed for the stairs. “Are you going to come watch?”

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glitter in the air ; floppy

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floreanfortescute:

Seeing the slant of Poppy’s bones under so much living skin had made Florean understand that he would never be okay without her. Her eyes calcified him, and he swore that his lungs lied still when her lips met his. Captured in pixels like a butterfly under glass, pinned down by his synapses that would not synthesize Poppy from his head, he wanted her to understand that this was about more than longing; He was giving her his desperation. He never wanted to be this fragile. He did not ask to splinter under her fingertips, and now he only wanted her hands back on his shoulders.

“I’m only strong because I have someone to be strong for.” He said, looking down at her. “Sit with me.” Florean returned to the ground once more, his knees pressed to his chest to keep the warmth in. When he looked at her through his breath clouding in the air, he saw the architect of his fulfillment. He thought of their midnight swims at the creek, howling like wolves from the rock scree on the other side of the mountain, convincing each other to eat wild berries and pray that they were lacking in poison.

Florean reached into his coat for a moment and pulled out a firmly rolled joint packed with dried gillyweed, “I’m sorry, I know you don’t like it, but it’s just one of those nights.” He said smiling, lighting it between his lips. 

“I think you need to do what you said in the room of requirement that night. Just let loose. Don’t worry about anyone else. Don’t worry about acting like you have it all together. Don’t worry about being strong. Figure out who Poppy is. That’s what nights like this are for.”

Having strength for the benefit of another was something Poppy understood more than anyone else probably could have. She had no retort to make that wouldn’t have been hypocritical, so instead, she just joined him in sitting, her side pressed to his from thigh to shoulder. The heat radiated off of him in waves and she drank it in like she was dying of thirst in a desert; she was desperate for the contact. 

She watched him pull out the joint and her face automatically slipped into a frown. She sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth, not wanting to fight about rules or anything at all; it wasn’t like it mattered to her with Florean. “It’s alright,” she responded decidedly, wrapping her arms around her legs and resting her chin on her knee, watching him carefully.

In truth, the process fascinated her. She didn’t keep up with the practice, and she didn’t allow herself to be around it if she could help it, but that didn’t mean the mystery she was left with wasn’t intriguing. As his words sunk into her mind, her she looked at the small cylinder between his lips, she made a choice. 

Pulling out her wand, she softly cast an incendiary charm to the end of the joint, effectively lighting it for him. “Show me how.”