Look like the innocent flower but...

Valentine Avery née Lexington.Twenty.Sister of Haven & Avalon Lexington. Wife of Dorian Avery.

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levi-yaxley:

“I’m not your love, Valentine.” Levi’s voice was quiet, resigned. He hadn’t expected anything else from her response but her constant attempts to worm herself back into his good graces were growing downright exhausting. “Are you offering to host? I’m sure that would really impress the society women you’re attempting to suck up to.”

“Please, Leviticus, you’ll always be my first. No matter how you wish you weren’t or try to forget.” She smiled up at him before considering his question. “That’s a perfect plan. Look at you still helping me out after all of these years. You do still care don’t you?”

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morenaxavery:

Morena glanced over to where her parents were sitting with a few other purebloods, studying them for a few seconds. She liked to think that she had enough experience in these situations that she could judge pretty well how much notice they would take of her. “I don’t think so. They look pretty absorbed in whatever it is they’re talking about, they might not even look around for another hour, much less notice if we’re gone.”

Valentine smiled a bit more at Morena’s response. She looked around and motioned the closest house elf before demanding that a bottle of champagne be taken out to the gardens. “Let’s go to the gardens then.” She smiled grabbing her champagne glass and motioning towards the door. “I’m sure we’ll have a nicer time out there than we are currently having.”

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morenaxavery:

If Morena had been a bit more attentive, she might have noticed how Valentine and her brother never talked long about their marriage, but Morena could only think dreamily of some distant day where she had someone to share her life with. “That’s always something to be grateful for.” Morena replied with a small smile. “We should make the most of it.”

While Valentine didn’t think Morena as slow or ignorant as the family thought her to be, Valentine was grateful that she was so innocent. She always took things at face value and didn’t question much. It made hiding her secret that much easier when she didn’t have to always choose her words so precisely. “We should. Do you think they have their heads so far up-” Valentine paused thinking it best to not insult Morena’s family. “-in the gossip that they wouldn’t notice us slip into the gardens?”

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levi-yaxley:

“Or maybe it’s a refreshing break from all the tragedy that’s been occurring lately. I, for one, am relieved things are relatively quiet.” Levi knew that answer Valentine would lead to no good and that this time it would be entirely his own fault. But the liquor in his glass loosened his tongue and Atalia was not there to stop him.

Valentine smiled a bit at the familiar voice that responded to her. They were like moths drawn to a flame- Levi and Valentine never able to stay apart. “That’s exactly what I mean love.” She turned to him and tilted her head a bit. “It’s been quiet. No one’s tried to kill anyone in weeks, if that isn’t cause for a party I don’t know what is.”

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morenaxavery:

“Welcome to life as an Avery.” Morena said, biting her lip to suppress a cheeky giggle. “Didn’t Dorian warn you that our lives are mostly full of sitting around and gossiping about which pureblood is marrying which.” Morena didn’t much mind the lifestyle, she certainly preferred it her parents gossiping about pureblood marriages than giving her a hard time about her grades or her friends or whatever else it was she’d done to disappoint them.

Valentine softened slightly as she looked at her sister-in-law. She always had to be so on guard when it came to the family she married into but Morena was different. She was a ray of sunshine in an otherwise dull and drab family. “No, Dorian did not. We didn’t really-” She paused realising she almost gave away too much information about her and Dorian’s arrangement. She cleared her throat before taking another drink. “Well at least they’re not turning their chatter towards us.”

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“Merlin everyone is so dull lately. It’s like someone died or something.” Valentine mused before taking a drink from her glass. Being stuck in side the Avery manor had made the blonde notoriously grumpy. She was looking for either some fun or to ruin someone else’s day.

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morenaxavery:

“Maybe.” Morena said thoughtfully, shrugging her shoulders to dismiss the doubtful thoughts that began to pool. She chewed on her lip, trying to think back to the last time she’d seen her brother reading, but she could hardly even remember the last time Dorian had been at the house. “I think he used to read crime novels when I was a kid. I would sneak into his room sometimes and steal them, but I never enjoyed them as much as he seemed to.”

Valentine didn’t like that Morena was so down on herself. Though if the months of abuse she’d seen spewn at the girl were any indication of the past couple of years she could understand why here sister-in-law had such a poor self image. She smiled a bit as the brunette said crime books. She’d seen a handful of them around their library, maybe the young Avery did know more than she let on. “See that’s more than I could have ever gotten on my own. I suppose I’ll have to give reading one of his crime books a try and see where it leads me.”

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persephonedolohov:

She knew she wouldn’t have to hide it - not with the right person. But she’d found the right person already. They’d just up and disappeared for work and hadn’t come back. So her nose crinkled slightly at the idea, eyes flickering to her drink. “I know. I’ve met a handful like that before. I just - I think with everything going on out - out there… I wouldn’t want to drag them into it, you know? I’d worry too much that I couldn’t protect them.” It was a valid reason she’d avoided wandering to deeply into the muggle world upon her return to England.

Chuckling softly, Persephone rose her glass to her lips. “Very well then. Catch me up on what I’ve missed in my travels? I seem to ask everyone this question and I learn something new every time I hear an answer.”

Valentine watched Persephone for a moment before taking a drink from her glass. “The only muggles I know are my parents. They weren’t exactly open to the idea of anyone finding out their daughters were abnormal. Though I suppose with all the halfbloods there have to be some muggles who don’t frighten to hear that witches and wizards do exist.” Valentine shrugged not that she or Haven much cared for the company of any muggles they did happen to run into on accident. Even before they started showing magic the two girls knew they had been destined for more than just the rich social life their parents were molding them for. “That is very true. Though the heart wants what it wants when it wants. You don’t particularly get to dictate what or when the heart dictates is the right time.”

“Well when did you leave so that I know I’m not starting with something you already know.” She smiled a little. Truthfully she didn’t much pay attention to what was going on outside of her home and her family unless a certain Nott heir was involved.

[winterbloomed]

      Yana sighed, taking a small sip of the drink someone had handed her. ‘ Explain it to me again? ‘ she said slowly. The cultural differences between her home and here were glaringly obvious sometimes. ‘ I’m still not really sure I understand. Why is it called a pub crawl? No one is crawling anywhere. ‘

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Valentine smiled a little at the girl that stood slightly off to her side. “It’s called a pub crawl because for some the whole purpose is to end the night crawling home.” She smiled before raising her glass and taking a drink. “Though for others the enjoyment comes in watching those idiots.”

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Rhea immediately regretted taking part in this stupid thing the moment she walked into the bar, already overflowing with all sorts of people drunk out of their minds. She had to make a considered effort to keep from rolling her eyes, bristling every time someone’s arms brushed hers and bumped into as she made her way to the bar. “Dammit.” She muttered, realizing she’d left all her money back at her apartment, and she had not come all this way to go leave without having had a single drink. She turned to the person beside her, batting her eyelashes and said in sugary sweet voice that made her queasy, “What’s a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?” 

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Valentine had opted out of joining her husband at the Flint-Rosier engagement party. They’d both agreed that her presence would be less than welcomed. Plus this gave Valentine an opportunity to go out and actually enjoy her evening. She wasn’t much of a beer drinker but they seemed to be the only drinks on special and it’d be strange to drink a glass of wine while everyone else was drinking beer. She held her mug tentatively before taking a small sip, almost choking when she heard a familiar voice beside her. “Well you could always just ask...” She smiled motioning for the bartender to come over. “Did you not receive an invitation to the engagement party either?” 

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knock knock

9. Your character walking in on mine in bed with someone.

Valentine never regretting giving Avalon the password to the Slytherin common room. Ever since Haven had graduated, Valentine found herself craving her sister’s company more and more. Normally, Avalon would find her way down to the dungeons when Valentine was feeling particularly bored or in need of talking to someone who understood the kind of life the Lexington sisters had growing up in. This one particular time though, Avalon managed to find herself waltzing into Valentine’s dormitory at just the wrong moment.

Valentine had been curled into Chryson’s side and they’d been slowly exchanging kisses when Avalon threw the door open. Squeaking, Valentine had quickly pulled the covers over herself and her boyfriend before slowly peaking out to look at her sister who was thankfully still oblivious to what she’d just walked in on.

“Can I help you with something my dear?” Valentine asked pulling the covers up over her naked torso as she sat up. Avalon stopped just at the end of the bed finally realising what she’d walked in on.

“oh... I just wanted to talk to you about my problems I’d been having with...” She trailed off as her eyes moved to Chryson, who was also now sitting up in Valentine’s bed. “Never mind you’re busy. We can talk about everything later.” Avalon smiled before turning on her heel and waving over her shoulder before exiting the room.

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alix-delacroix:

“My former stepfather… was not a fan of anything out of the ordinary. I was just determined to not give him any reasons not to dislike me any more than he already did.” Alix raised her glass to her lips and emptied half the glass. “My little brother didn’t start showing magic until late either. When his Hogwarts letter came he got kicked out too. So we had a lot of motivation to hide things.” She finished off her glass and set it to the side. “Mama moved to London when Quinn started school but I insisted on staying at Beauxbatons.”

After she ended things with Wyatt, there had been reminders of him everywhere. Any motorcycle, leather jacket, even tattoos were enough to trigger nostalgia. More than once she’d wondered if she’d made the right decision. With a sigh she rolled the empty glass between her fingers. “At least this time I don’t have tattoos on my body courtesy of my ex.” 

“That sounds horrid. Your stepfather sounds like an ass... I’m glad you, your mother, and your brother got out of that.” Valentine smiled at the other girl watching as she drained her glass. A different house elf than the first appeared just as Valentine thought about calling one to refill Alix’s glass. “Would you like more wine or would you prefer something else to drink? I’m sure your burger is almost ready. You could eat her or we could move into the dining room.”

Valentine scanned the other girl discreetly not seeing any tattoos but the other witch could have been hiding them or they were just somewhere she couldn’t see. “Yes. I suppose a reminder that permanent would be difficult to escape.” She smiled a little thinking of how after she’d ended things with Chryson how Theodore seemed to be everywhere she was. She saw more of the elder Nott after ending her relationship with his son than the entirety of their year long relationship. “I could lie and say it gets easier but when you love someone- truly love someone you don’t ever get over it.”

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Knock, knock

5. Your character walking in on mine waking from a nightmare.

This got really fucking long I apologise for nothing

Valentine hated falling asleep in strange places. She couldn’t always guarantee that she wasn’t going to have a nightmare- something that seemed to happen with more and more regularity since the war began. She didn’t really have a choice but to join her darling husband at the Yaxley Manor, though she was more than certain everyone would have preferred if the mudblood had stayed home. Several hours of forced polite conversation later and Valentine found herself excusing herself from her husband’s side.

It was incredible how she practically became invisible once she was no longer on Dorian’s arm. As if being out of sight of her husband suddenly made her Valentine Lexington and not Valentine Avery. Just this once though, Valentine didn’t mind. The fewer people who looked at her or got into a forced polite conversation the better. She was drained from pretending to smile, pretending that she didn’t hear the whispers or see the looks people threw her way when they thought she wasn’t paying attention. She saw and heard everything though and while she kept her head up high the words and looks cut deeper than they would ever know.

Almost as if her feet had a mind of their own, Valentine found herself in a part of the house she was almost certain no one was supposed to be in. Hesitantly, Valentine reached forward and turned the handle to Levi’s bedroom finding it thankfully empty. She’d been in here once before she’d just disappeared from Levi’s life but it looked exactly the same as she remembered. Crossing the room, Valentine sat on the edge of Levi’s bed trying to remember a time when she’d been happier. When she’d so naively believed that marrying into a Pureblood family didn’t mean making herself miserable every day- every moment -of her life. Sighing she let herself fall back and before she knew it she was a sleep.

It started like it always did. Valentine was standing in the middle of Knockturn Alley. The streets were empty but since the attack there the streets were always empty now. It was disconcerting seeing the terror behind the eyes of the family she’d married into. They’d always been so strong, so sure of their path, but since Avery’s attack they were all too keen to keep their cards close to their chest and be wary of everyone. It made trying to get close to them difficult. They looked at her as if she’d had something to do with the attack. As if she would have sided with the Blood Thieves. No. Not after they almost took Chryson away from her. She wanted the Blood Thieves gone almost as badly is they did. 

She’d blink and then the scenery would change. She’d be hidden in an alcove down the Alley her heart beating far too loudly as spells and hexes few around her. She’d close her eyes wishing to wake up. It was a dream. It couldn’t be a memory because Valentine had been safe at home during the time of the attack. She had been berating house elves and planning dinners and book club menus and meetings while Chryson and Avery were being attacked, and tortured, and forever changed just because they were purebloods.

Like always though instead of waking up when she opened her eyes she’d still be in the dream. This was the part she dreaded. The part where the only man she’d ever loved would be standing in front of her and she’d have no control over what happened next. Her body would move, in her right hand she’d raise her wand to Chryson. She’d be screaming at herself to not do it but her own dead eyes would stare back at her and once the wand was level with Chryson’s chest the dream would change again and she’d be holding a gun. She’d beg and scream and cry but nothing would stop the bullet from leaving the gun and striking Chryson. She’d watch him fall and gasp for help, his blood staining the cobblestones. Then she’d raise her hand again, a wand this time, and the killing curse would leave her lips-“NO!” She’d shoot up screaming, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her chest heaving as she felt the soft comforter under her fingertips. Even in the dark she knew she was not at home in her bed. Before her mind could stop racing with the nightmare that plagued her sleep the door to the room slammed open and the lights came on too quickly.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

She knew that voice. Brushing the tears off her cheeks and composing herself as much as she could Valentine looked in the doorway to see the first boy who’s heart she’d broken. “What does it look like I’m doing?” She asked with none of the usual biting sarcasm in her voice. It was difficult to conjure that up when she was still so shaken from her nightmare.

“You know what I don’t even fucking care. Just get out. Now.”

Sliding off the bed Valentine rolled her eyes a little bit, feeling her heartbeat return to normal, feeling herself able to build up her walls again be the bitch Levi thought she was. She fixed her hair and straightened out her dress before looking at Levi who had crossed to the opposite end of the room and was pointedly not looking at her. Smirking a little she walked to the doorway and paused, looking over her shoulder at Levi. “Could you imagine what people would say if they knew I’d been in your bed? That we’d been alone together in your room?” She asked with a lilt to her voice before giggling and walking back towards the party. It was better if Levi hated her. He deserved to be happy.

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Put “Knock Knock” in my inbox.

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particularlyraddiaryentry:

I’ll use a random number generator and respond to…

1. Your character walking in on mine naked. 2. Your character walking in on mine on the toilet.  3. Your character walking in on mine having a tea party with stuffed animals. 4. Your character walking in on mine in the shower.  5. Your character walking in on mine waking from a nightmare. 6. Your character walking in on mine kissing a stranger. 7. Your character walking in on mine making a shady transaction.  8. Your character walking in on mine in a revealing costume. 9. Your character walking in on mine in bed with someone.  10. Your character walking in on mine being attacked by a masked assailant. 11. Your character walking in on mine waiting in bed for them.  12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs. 13. Your character walking in on mine watching pornography.  14. Your character walking in on mine in the middle of a mental breakdown.  15. Your character walking in on mine piss drunk.  16. Your character walking in on mine having a heart attack.  17. Your character walking in on mine having an embarrassing fall.  18. Your character walking in on mine throwing up.  19. Your character walking in on mine masturbating. 20. Your character walking in on mine trying on different clothes 21. Your character walking in on mine wearing your muses’ clothes 22. Your character walking in on mine crying 23. Your character walking in on mine shouting down the phone 24. Your character walking in on mine… [mun’s choice]

Or feel free to send in “knock knock” and a number for an option you’ve chosen.

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alix-delacroix:

“I grew up with a single mum. Never even met my dad. My mum married an Irish prick when I was four, but he never really treated me like I was his kid. My magic showed up when I was eleven and when he found out about magic he kicked us out.” Alix fidgeted with her hands, dropping her gaze down to her lap. While Brennan knew the general gist of her life, she’d never really spoken to him about it. Or to anyone for that matter. It was just what happened, nothing more, nothing less. “In Ireland we lived in a nice house, though not as nice as this one. When we moved back to France we moved into a little one room apartment. When I was home on breaks I slept in the bedroom while Mama slept on a little sleeper couch. It wasn’t much, but it was a home.”

She shrugged, looking back up at Valentine. “I don’t know how much there is to talk about. He had a nightmare. I pushed him to find out what it was about and in pushing learned some nasty things about him. And I realized that even though I love Brennan, I don’t want any part in the mess he’s gotten himself involved in.”

Valentine kept her face as neutral as possible while Alix told her about her childhood. While she didn’t know the other girl very well but she did know that she probably didn’t want any pity. “How did you get your magic to suppress itself for so long?” Valentine asked before she could stop herself. She was genuinely curious since Haven showed her magic at seven, Valentine a year later and Avalon shortly after. For Alix to go so long without showing her magic was an oddity. “I started showing magic when I was seven. Haven, my older sister, had already been showing magic too by this point. My parents were afraid of what everyone would say so one night they packed up all of our things and moved us to London. Far from anyone who knew them or us. Where they could home school us and give us private tutors who wouldn’t breathe a word of the things we could do. My parents did the best they could but they’re muggles.” She shrugged.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Leaving the person you love is never easy... trust me. You get reminded of what you lost every day.” She said her voice soft. She wanted to help Alix. She didn’t want the brunette to make the same mistake she had. She didn’t want Alix to lose love. She didn’t want Alix to be as miserable as she was. Though she doubted anyone could be as miserable as she was. No one else chose to lose the only person they loved and then turned around to marry someone they could never love. Someone who was everything she thought she wanted until Chryson changed everything she thought she wanted.

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persephonedolohov:

Persephone’s eyes flicked over the edge of her glass to look at the blond, eyebrow arching slightly at the sight of her observing the bartender. If she were honest, Persephone could see what Valentine had meant about him earlier - he probably didn’t know better. And while the thought was irritating, she simply stored it away for late - for when she could warn her father or brother.

Though she was grateful at the idea, she still found her nose crinkling. “Admittedly, I did have a few flings with muggles while traveling. Don’t get me wrong - they’re wonderful but when it comes to shagging you always run the risk of… liking someone more then you intend and I don’t think I could hide such a big part of me from someone.” Magic meant everything to her. “Unless you plan on spilling some dark secrets, I can’t see us needed to relocate - if anything the… vibrant scenery will give us all the more to talk about, no?”

Valentine tore her eyes away from the bartender. If she stared at him for any longer she’d wind up hexing him in front of the entire bar and that wouldn’t do well at all. Plus when she had such an ally as Persephone sat across from her, her attention should be divided. Turning her head towards Persephone, Valentine smiled at the brunette before taking a drink from her glass.

“Depending on the muggle you wouldn’t have to hide your magic.” Valentine smiled a bit thinking of how her parents loved their daughters despite living in a completely different world than them. How they supported their daughters even though the eldest two pushed them away in search of what they thought they wanted. Something Valentine wasn’t so certain she wanted anymore. “Dark secrets aren’t a thing I keep my dear. So yes I suppose we can have a colourful conversation here.”

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rheascabior:

rhea looked at valentine, surprise lining her face. it dawned on her that she hadn’t learned everything there was to know about the other girl in the single conversation. rhea hadn’t expected her to drop their formalities so quickly, but she didn’t miss a beat, giving her a rueful smile. “sorry. i’m not really used to people just talking like normal people.” she explained with an innocent smile.

Valentine smiled before motioning for Rhea to follow her into the parlour. If the two girls were going to be friends they had to stop acting so formal with each other. “No I don’t suppose either of us are used to speaking with anyone who didn’t have ulterior motives or to whom we didn’t have ulterior motives towards.” She smiled before taking a seat. “Did you want anything to drink Rhea?”