Kill the Boy

And let the man be born.

[the-incendiary-finnegan-deactiv]

Pure bliss || Open

When Seamus found himself back in his own body he literally jumped for joy. He could rightfully enjoy his favorite holiday to it’s full extent, and nobody could stop him. Feeling high on the pure happiness of his new situation, Seamus walked into the ball holding a half-empty bottle by the neck, and with fireworks in his pockets. “Who’s ready to get drunk with Seamus-fucking-Finnigan?!” 

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[Oh good Lord. That one again. He thought as he slowly made his way through the crowd.]

How much have you had already, Finnegan?

[thebeautifulveronica]

Halloween Party || Open

-Veronica is relieved to be back in her own body after having seen herself and even more relieved that her party planner didn’t fuck anything up nor did CeCe when she was putting on her Egyptian costume for the night - 

So how’re you enjoying the party? -she asked with a big grin as she moved to get the duo a round of drinks- 

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[Anthony was more than happy to be himself again. Sure, the experience had been  rather... interesting, but also incredibly annoying. He was actually in a good mood for a change.]

It's nice. Did you plan it yourself?

[tracingbvckroots]

  My sister didn’t have alot of friends, to be honest, and she wasn’t one to mingle with other houses. [she listened to the girl ramble a moment tilting her head] Yeah Finnegan is Irish, his family is rather large? Or um so I’ve heard stories he has a big irish family. Scottish? I think Scottland is a marvelous place to be raised, wished I was raised in the beautiful Countryside… I have I was just curious what Brew of tea you preferred.

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

Whatever. [As someone who could hardly remember the names of his two roommates who weren't Terry or Michael, he didn't really care anyway.] Finnegan? How should I know? I don't talk to him much. But I guess so, yeah. [He raised his eyebrows at her sudden declaration of love for Scotland.] It's rather nice here... yes. And I don't know? The tea that's in the pots on the breakfast table. How should I know what brand they serve us?

[tracingbvckroots]

  It’s alright, you guys weren’t friends or in the same house, honest mistake [Hannah had long ago tired of being this mean slytherin and she wasn’t even sure she was playing the part accurately] Oh Tea? What kind of tea?

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

Yeah... far away from it, actually. [He just hoped they weren't actually on good terms. He had to somehow stay under the radar. Maybe he should just pretend to be sick and hide somewhere until this was all over.] Well... tea. You know, the stuff English people drink? 'Cause we are? English, I mean. At least most of us. Finnegan's Irish of course. And my g... friend is Scottish. But anyway. It's a popular pasttime around here. Never noticed?

[killthesnake-deactivated2017013]

  I mean, I’ve seen a lot worse— but it definitely wasn’t little [she smirked, offering a small shrug]. Oh yeah, I’m sure. Just waiting until…[What would it be? Potions? Muggle Studdies?] the next one. Whenever that is [she quipped, trying to play it playful light; two things that definitely didn’t describe Lisa most of the time. Now what would Seamus do?] But uh— if you need me to walk you to your next class I can. I mean— to uh, make sure you don’t fall again.

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[Anthony rolled his eyes at Seamus. This one would really never change. The thought was somehow comforting.] Seriously, Finnegan, you need to sort out your schedule. It's been more than a month since the year's started. [Oh god... did he really just...? He did. Swallowing the urge to just punch him in the face, he nodded.] Yeah, sure. Why not?

[gryffindordreamer-deactivated20]

  *Natalie started, she’d forgotten she was Lavender.* Those shoe laces, they can be darn dangerous. *she smiled, wishing she knew the girls name. She had her at a disadvantage*

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

Especially when you forget to tie them. [Did Sara and Lavender know each other? He had no idea. But he hoped for the best. After all they were all in one year together.] You alright, Lavender?

[tracingbvckroots]

  [Hannah watched the girl she had been jealous of her third year, she always walked with a certain amount of grace and poise that she envied, but Astoria probably didn’t ever envy her, how could a girl who most likely had everything handed to her be jealous of someone else.] 

Well My sister Graduated which explains her absence, and well…I’ll ignore the boot licker comment Fawcett.

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

Oh yeah, that. Slipped my mind for a moment. [Anthony cringed internally. He should really keep track of people. Had he really not noticed that the other Greengrass girl had left school.] They are, though. Well anyway. I need a cup of tea.. [Maybe it would actually help to clear his head.]

[gryffindordreamer-deactivated20]

  *Natalie saw the girl fall and went to her out of instinct.* Are you ok? *she asked concerned. She didn’t know the girl, but it didn’t matter.*

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[He took a few deep breaths to calm himself before he shook his head and got back up.] I'm fine, thanks Lavender. I... stepped on my shoelace.

[killthesnake-deactivated2017013]

  [Feeling the girl tense up, she rolled her eyes. That’s what she gets for trying to be nice. At the girl saying ‘Finnegan’ it took her a moment to realize that she probably should be reacting. After all, it was her name…kind of.] Really? Because you clearly didn’t loo-[she paused, gulping as she forced the snarkiness out of her tone]. My mistake, just wanted to help. And uh, not that I know of [at least she wasn’t lying then, she had no idea where the Gryffindors went off to]

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[He took a step back and brushed some dirt of that awful skirt. When he looked back up, he smiled at Seamus, hoping it didn't look too forced.] Really. Wasn't exactly a big fall, was it? [He raised his eyebrows] You sure? Or are you skipping again? [Which reminded him, what classes did Sara have? He should find that out, and quickly or he'd get into trouble. And the last he needed right now was a suspicious Carrow.]

[tracingbvckroots]

  [Hannah stared at her plate, she ate a few bites, she heard a voice she continued to eat ignoring it until she realized, they were talking to her, well no not HER but the person she looked like.She looked at her just holding her fork in her hand]

oh well….can’t a girl have breakfast alone without it being weird?

[She attempted meanness, and it felt wrong coming out of her lips, how did the slytherins do this, did they have a conscious?]

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[Why had he chosen to talk to her again? Oh yes, because he was inside a body that was not his, which was apparently affecting his mood more than he thought. Oh god, he suddenly thought. What if she got her period? Shaking his head lightly, he directed his attention back at the Slytherin.]

Just a simple question. Aren't you usually sitting with your sister and her bootlickers? 

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

The Goldsteins

Annie Goldstein (née Ivarson)

Anthony Goldstein

Jacob Goldstein

[tracingbvckroots]

Hannah had stared at herself for hours in the bathroom, she hadn’t come out, she was wondering if this was some sick dream, she awoke in a dark new place, and had a new face, that of Astoria Greengrass, her complete opposite in every way. She walked mindlessly down the hallway sitting at a empty part of the Slytherin table, she didn’t know how she’d convince others that she was this girl, and she felt their eyes on her and she could feel the fear bubbling up inside her, how could she pass as a slytherin when she didn’t have a mean bone in her body.

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[Oh this was just all a big pile of crap. Not that Anthony would ever say that out loud. Goldstein-rule number one: no cursing. At least not in public. At least Fawcett was a Ravenclaw, so he didn't have to waste time trying to fit in at another house table. Good lord, this uniform was killing him! Why did the girls' one have to be this uncomfortable? And the skirt! How could women wear these? Anthony felt somehow naked. So. Where did Sara usually sit? With Lisa? Or with some of the younger students? He had absolutely no idea. As he tried to find a suitable seat, he caught sight of Astoria Greengrass, looking somehow fidgety and uncomfortable at her table.]

What's up with you, Greengrass? All alone today?

[Probably not what Sara would say. But the damage was done. All he could do was wait and hope no one would notice.]

[gifystuff]

[killthesnake-deactivated2017013]

  [Of all the things she knew about Seamus, she knew for a fact that he wasn’t one to go to many classes; of if he did go, he wouldn’t pay attention. While Lisa was always one to go to classes, this whole wandering our the school and doing nothing was a bit of a challenge for her. So, she was a bit startled she she heard a girl in front of her fall] Will you watch— I mean, are you alright? You’re not hurt are ya? [Lisa quickly chastised herself, forcing herself to be nice and carefully grab the girl’s arm to help her up]

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[Someone was grabbing his arm, helping him stand again. Anthony harshly pulled it back, a snarky reply ready on his tongue. What did this idiot think he was? A girl? Funny, Anthony, very funny. He closed his eyes for a moment to collect himself, before plastering a smile on his face and turning around.] Thank you, but I'm fine... Finnegan. [Oh great. Just his luck today. Why did it have to be the pyro of all people?] I just... slipped. Nothing to worry about. [Merlin, he was bad at this.] No class today?

[thisisanthonygoldstein]

[The greatest challenge was not looking down all the time. Ignore the breasts! Ignore the breasts! played like a mantra in his head. But it was hard to ignore something that substantial. They were breasts for Merlin's sake. He usually didn't have these! This was ridiculous! Whoever was responsible for this stupid prank, he'd find them and they'd regret it. 

Completely wrapped up in his thoughts, he tried to take three steps at a time, something that wouldn't be a problem under normal circumstances. But his 'new' legs were much shorter than his real ones and before he knew it, he was losing his balance and falling.]

Oh, bugger!

[somedaysomehowsomething]

Untitled itt: We Heart It.

[hallowsofthree-rpg]

Ravenclaw Student 17 Pureblood Open

Born into the affluent house of Goldstein, Anthony Goldstein identifies strongly with his pureblood heritage but finds that while his blood his pure he doesn’t retain discrimination for those that are of less scare lineage. It was perhaps Anthony’s childhood that contributed to this, being raised as an only child in a large manor by two Ravenclaws for parents, Anthony took to taking pride in things that were to his family, more important than blood. Arrogant through and through; Anthony cares for little other than money, intelligence, his select group of friends, and his family. In the mind of the only heir to the Goldstein fortune, if you haven’t got anything remarkable or intelligent to say, you may as well not say it at all.

Upon Anthony’s admission to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry it was only natural for himself to find home in the house that his parents rose to success towards. Among one of the top students in year both in academics, and in extra circulars that don’t coincide with academics in the slightest, Anthony takes pleasure in his remarkable capability to be good at just about everything.

Currently a seventh year Ravenclaw, Anthony finds himself prospering. Excelling in his academic portfolio, Anthony cares little for those that think of him as a no good stuck up Ravenclaw snob. Focusing instead on those that he cares deeply for, Anthony contents himself with the kinds of Terry Boot, Michael Corner, and a few select Hufflepuffs for they are the few individuals that allow for his ego to spread as wide as he would like for it to.

With the war looming over Hogwarts, Anthony knows very clearly which side he will not side with. Although he is reluctant to feel strongly for a boy whose ego may rival his, Anthony knows that the war will be a decision between right and wrong, and he will choose to side with Harry even if it means putting his life on the line for the annoying kid with the scar on his head. 

Faceclaim: Alexander Pettyfer

Birthday: TBD

Family Members: TBD