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Coming on to check that no one messaged me bc I left so abruptly. But I’m officially closing all my accts. Thanks for the years of fun and stories. I’ll miss these chars but life calls me to bigger and better things. A word to the wise never make this your life. Exercise, read your Bible, make new friends irl, and/or run a marathon ( I recommend Big Sur ;) ) . Trust me most online friendships end with a whimper. Just don’t make this your whole life. There’s freedom in stepping away.

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” -- Jeremiah 29:11

God bless! I love you all!! And again thank you.

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machiavelxlegacy:

“We wouldn’t want that.” Cormac chimed in, playing along with her remarks. While most preferred to partake in quips, he always had a way of conveying his self-confidence without them. Cormac liked to believe that it was part of his charm. He raised a finger with an ‘uh-uh-uh’ movement; ready to correct her doubts. “Right- but, you forget that ’against all odds’ is Gryffindor’s M.O.” He brushed off with a shrug. “Even up against Umbridge’s tattle-tales.” he indirectly referred to the Inquisitorial Squad, which everyone knew the Slytherin Crew had full-on affiliation with.

She shook her head at his finger, more than willing to play the game of House rivalries. “Well it’s not just odds, is it? Gryffindor is the favored house especially since Potter graced you with his presence. But now Umbridge has some say in that awful favoritism and your team could be out of luck.” She ignored his comment about their new squad. He didn’t see the benefits she did to aligning with people from the Ministry like Umbridge. “I guess we’ll see on the pitch since we’ll both be in the stands. If you need the extra practice for next year, I’d be happy to throw things at you,” she added jokingly.

#machiavelxlegacy #opp: cormac

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PANSY PARKINSON + CORMAC MCLAGGEN

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#machiavelxlegacy #opp: cormac #LMAO your tags #you suffer for your art HAHAHA #but it was worth it bc I love this

xinvictus:

“Well enough,” he shrugged slightly. After all, growing up best mates with Draco meant he grew up knowing Pansy fairly well. Of course, he didn’t see what happened behind closed doors with her and the rest of the Slytherin girls, but he had a creative enough imagination to conjure up something interesting. Theo sighed, tucking his hands in his robes pockets as they strolled. “Fresh air clears my head.” She wasn’t wrong, no doubt anyone who wanted to fill more cells in Azkaban could accuse him of being a dark wizard. They wouldn’t be mistaken. As long as his father was locked away, he was the only Nott to carry out the family legacy. “And yourself? I’d expect you to be tending to Draco. No doubt he could use your company.”

She nodded at his answer, looking at him for any sign of how he was feeling. His family would not likely be as lucky as the Malfoys had been. “Draco can take care of himself or at least he certainly thinks so. I just wanted a breather and maybe talk the merpeople into dragging Harry to the depths if I said I’d throw him in.” She said this with a hint of a smile like she may have been joking. A murder fantasy was not something she could normally say on the grounds but it was late and they were the only two around. She turned to face him in a sudden movement. “Are you scared, Theo? Any day now they could decide to throw you in with your father.”

#xinvictus #opp: theo #v: hpw

machiavelxlegacy:

Cormac took no offense from Pansy Parkinson’s attempted put-downs. Of course, the difference between himself and some of the others in his house, was, the sheer fact that he and Pansy had a history of affiliation by family. It was different, but he never made any outspoken acknowledgement of it. “Ah, Parkinson— your school girl digs never fail to flatter.” he laughed it off. “As for the prospects… I wouldn’t hold my breath on that bet, just yet.” he cocked a brow, now taking notice to the clearance of other students, leaving him and Pansy behind.

She never expected Cormac to take offense. Others in his House were much more sensitive than him. They grew up in the same Pureblood circles though the separation of Houses caused the connection to remain unspoken. Still, she liked to keep him on his toes as she teetered the line between playful and mean. “I’m sure you’ll save your tears for your pillows and not for my eyes,” she added with a smirk. She shook her head as she disagreed with his attempt at positivity on his House’s team. “You can’t look at that team and honestly think you have a shot. Especially if Potter keeps getting detentions with his lies.”

#machiavelxlegacy #opp: cormac #now we're even bc I wasn't going to get on today but saw you replied HAHHAHA

machiavelxlegacy:

CORMAC MCLAGGEN OPEN STARTER

After a lousy Quidditch tryout, Cormac was far ahead of everyone with brushing it off like it’d been nothing. He refused to be put to shame, and would fool the rest of his house members by putting on a good face. “Yeah, it was well worth it.” This was his sixth year, and things were supposed to go differently. To someone as entitled as he, there was no doubting that it’d all just work out.

“Move out of the way,” she told her friend in a loud voice to catch Cormac’s attention, “He must make it to Madam Pomfrey. I hear bruised egos are highly fatal.” After laughing with her fellow Slytherins, she stayed behind as they continued on to the common room. “From what we saw today, I think it’s safe to say Gryffindor will not be winning the Quidditch cup this year. What a terrible shame,” she taunted, stepping closer.

#machiavelxlegacy #opp: cormac #replying to this open bc i miss writing with you <3

xinvictus:

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No one would expect a common room located in the pit of the castle to get so stuffy that a short wander on the grounds was necessary for your sanity, or what little sanity you had. Theo tucked his hands in his robes pockets, strolling up the stairs and out into the brisk midnight air. There was definitely that reassuring hint of fall in the air. One would expect the grounds to be as lifeless as a cemetery, but sure enough, Theo caught sight of another figure taking a late stroll on the edge of the lake. As he got closer, he tilted his head when he saw it was Pansy. “Well, this is out of character, even for you.” A small smile played on his lips. He hardly ever ran into her without seeing at least Daphne or Tracey nearby. He swore those girls fed off each other’s magic to survive or something.

“And you know my character, do you Theo?” She smiled back at him as she turned away from the lake. At this hour, she expected to remain alone until she returned to the common room; however, Theo was not the worst interruption that could have joined her. “What are you doing out here? I would think you would need to be on your best behavior. You don’t want anyone getting suspicious that you’re having late night meetings with less than desirable people.” Her eyebrows raised slightly with a smirk as she teased him about his current standing in their community.

#xinvictus #opp: theo #i put this in our post war plot if that's good with you #also thanks for the starter!#sorry i'm so late in replying

perfectstrcngers:

“I would like to live a little bit further then us getting bitten by a pack of werewolves, Pansy.” Persephone told her. “And if we get bit, I am going to blame you entirely.” Persephone rolled her eyes at her friend. “Why do you want to see the unicorns? We have already seen them.”

“There are no werewolves. If you want to be a scared little girl and turn back, I won’t stop you. I just thought the Rosier name gave you more backbone than that,” she taunted. Her heart was pounding harder as they moved further into the forest. Each snap of a twig or rustle of the trees sent a chill down her spine. “Because I want to see them again. I want to see them wild.”

#perfectstrcngers #opp: persephone

Sorry for my absence. I’m in the process of buying a house and training for my second marathon so my activity here has lessened. My most active blogs will remain this one and @cornerclaw bc HP is life.

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