of cinder and dust

Victoire Jacquelyn Weasley, seventh year, Ravenclaw, servus, infirmary helper, tale teller and a bit out of her mind

[patronusthings-blog]

&& DELACOUR FAMILY ‘S  AESTHETIC

\de●la●cour\ de la cour; of the court those who belong to aristocracy

[madnessofmichelle-blog]

Michelle had strutted all the way to the Hospital Wing with full confidence. Finally figuring out why Victorie seemed so out of her head at last was a triumph and she was eager to test her theory. But as she turned the corner and was met with the spaced out blonde, the reality of the situation made her nervous to approach. She stepped forward cautiously, her eyes flicking down to the pills. Candy, that’s what Victorie had been calling them, hadn’t she? Michelle took a deep breath, “How do you know which ones are good?”

[victweasley]

“The bad squirrels do bad things, the good squirrels just believe they are funny.” Victoire answered bluntly, now focused on sorting the pills one at once, meticulously, but in a weird rhythm, without realizing what Michelle’s question was referring to. “I will get these in order, I promise.” she nodded for herself, wholeheartedly. She had already forgotten the incident between her and Michelle, although an encounter like that with Robert Pucey’s sister should have meant more. Except Victoire didn’t make the connections. 

[lilypot-ter-blog]

“What? You are going to give those pills to the bird? He will choke Vic!”

[victweasley]

“What? I don’t want the bluebird to choke! What is happening? What do you mean, Rose? Please, don’t let anybody choke the bluebird.”

[ravenlysander-blog]

“Yes, you.” She was oddly charming, in her own warped way. “I have been spectacular. And I’ve got my fingers crossed that I’m about to be even better, and this password you think you know is correct. Let’s see.” He came to halt, stopping her in her tracks with a hand on her elbow. It was fitting that the entrance was a patch of wall next to Boris the Bewildered, when he was relying on such a naturally bewildered little thing. “Go ahead.”

[victweasley]

“That’s nice!” she exclaimed out loud, without even fully understanding what he was talking about. She stretched out her hand and hit the wooden door twice, knocking with bold curiosity, but nothing moved. “Oh. Perhaps nobody is home.” she sighed in disappointment, turning around to face the boy and personally apologize to him that she couldn’t open the door. “I can knock again.” she offered, before he could say anything. 

[selinaselwyn-blog]

“Do you need a hand? I am free, and I love helping people.”

[victweasley]

“I already have two, and besides, you’re the one who needs your hand. How else could you feed the doves? Thank you anyway.”

[dante-kitchenboy-blog]

“Are you sure that you were not the one who dropped it and blamed it on the bluebird?”

[victweasley]

“I am sure, yes. I saw them drop the bottle with my eyes actually. The bluebird did it. I didn’t even touch them until now, when I’m fixing the accident.”

[haunted-violet]

“A princess who likes sugary fruit cooked in sugar and then coated in sugar, maybe.” 

“See if you like it–you can have it if you do.”

[victweasley]

“How much sugar! Can I share it with my friends? I’m sure they would like some sweets. We haven’t eaten sweets in a while. Candy doesn’t count, of course. That’s not as sweet. So I can try it? That’s nice of you.”

[knightxflxwers]

“What’ve you got those for, Weasley? Did you lift them from the hospital wing?”

[victweasley]

“No. The bluebirds did it, but if you’re asking me, I think it’s an elaborate prank. Not a very funny one, though, I’m afraid.”

[selinaselwyn-blog]

“Why are you sorting out pills? Where did you get them?”

[victweasley]

It is my quest. Everybody has one, but mine is to sort out these... and put the bandages in order... and wash the empty tubes... and pet the squirrels. And only after that I can save the world.

[haunted-violet]

“You know, I really can’t stand crystallized pineapple–dunno why my Mum keeps sending the stuff. Do you want it?”

[victweasley]

“Is it what real princesses eat?”

[victweasley]

“Oh, you startled me. I’m doing... nothing. Just sorting the good pills from the bad ones. A bluebird accidentally hit the bottle and they all fell on the ground, but don’t worry. I’m sorting the good ones from the bad ones now. The good ones... back in the bottle and the bad ones... I’ll give them to the bluebird.”

[ravenlysander-blog]

Lysander had heard tales about Victoire, but never talked to her in person. Asking her to do this was starting to feel like feeding a puppy to a fire, but he was strangely okay with it. These just happened to be the means that would have justified the end. “My mistake. How’ve you been?”

[victweasley]

“How I have been?” Victoire asked, to make sure, finding it strange that a servus other than Liliana was taking interest in her well being. Yet, it felt nice. She almost understood why Louis defended them all the time. They weren’t all bad people, after all. Some were even knights of flowers, she reminded herself. “I have been well. Around Hogwarts. How have you been?”

[victweasley]

Victoire just… she isn’t my sister anymore. She’s a ghost. I could walk right there… bloody hell, she walks right through me all the time. I don’t know how she is with you, but with me, and… even with Louis… she’s… nothing is real.

Dominique Weasley

[madnessofmichelle-blog]

Michelle kept her voice quiet and level as if she was speaking to a child, “Prove it, where are they Victorie? Show me.” She knew she was being harsh at this point, the anger in the girl’s voice was becoming more obvious with every sentence. Theoretically, Michelle should just walk away before Victorie had some kind of a fit. But as someone who has had more than her fair share of mental breakdowns, this wasn’t normal. Something else was wrong with Victorie, something not in her mind. Her eyes were trained on the air just above Michelle’s head but they didn’t have that look of seeing through the world, of being so in her own mind it transcended reality and created a new one. This was more glazed, vacant, as if the occupant was behind some dense fog, or missing all together. As the servus refused to answer her question about wheater or not she was taking some kind of medical potion, Michelle felt she had stumbled upon something. “You can go after you tell me what potion you are taking,” she said sternly. While she didn’t mean to come off so forceful, Victorie’s case was becoming more and more fascinating to her. She didn’t want her subject running away out of range of her questions just yet.

[victweasley]

Suddenly, Victoire felt exhausted, as if Michelle was putting too much pressure on her and she was afraid she’d break down and accidentally say something she shouldn’t have. It wasn’t a game anymore and although she was sure her bluebirds could rescue her if she asked, when she looked around for her, they were nowhere to be found. It wasn’t a game; this was about her only friends and how Michelle seemed threatening - as if she was going to send them away. Then, the blonde realized. The bluebirds must have overheard and got scared. Her irises were sinking in tears as she looked back at the girl, terrified that the birds were upset. “You made them leave! You upset them!” she whispered, much like a child whose toy is being taken. “I’m not taking any potions. It’s candy. Leave me alone.” she burst out, desperate to get rid of Michelle and return to her comfort zone in the hospital wing. She really needed to calm down now.

[ravenlysander-blog]

“You’re a true angel,” he jerked his head towards the west, the general direction of the prefects’ bathroom and began to walk, assuming she would follow. “The prefects’ bathroom. Remember?” He prodded gently with a cheshire grin.

[victweasley]

“No, I am not.” she pointed out, her voice not meaning to reject his compliment rather than correct his mistake. “Angels have wings, you should know that. And they are from heaven.” Like a lost puppy, Victoire followed him, although not able to catch up and walk next to him rather than behind him. “I remember!” she nodded with a cheerful smile that accidentally matched his.

[thelittlestfinnigan-blog]

It’s okay not to be brave. Especially with the forest it might be more recklessness than bravery to go in there, and that isn’t really all that good at all.

She looks— Um. Well, actually I was more asking because my sister gets on better with Dominique than she does with me. I sometimes think that Eliana would rather have Dominique as a sister than me. I just wondered if it was like that on your side as well, but…  Forget I said anything. I don’t want to put those sorts of thoughts into your head if they’re not there.

[victweasley]

Well, you’re very wise, then. 

Oh, I think you’re right. Dominique always spends time with Eliana, to the point where they almost become the same person - did you have trouble telling them apart too? Yes, I think I understood, but I can’t forget you said that. It actually makes me a little sad.

[wordsnquotes]

There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven’t had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.

Robert Goolrick   (via assginamills)