Slinkhard

Wendy Slinkhard. Seventh year Slytherin. Muggleborn.

[mnhattanite]

Brow raised in surprise, Andromeda looked the girl over, before turning back towards her book. Her lips upturned into a sardonic smile, she flipped the page of her novel. “How unfortunate. However, considering I have no intention of moving, I suggest you either get over it, or move.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

Quill tapping against the parchment in annoyance, a tiny voice told her not to pursue it. That she knew better than to go at it with Andromeda, but - that voice lost, and her annoyance shone through. “Look, Andromeda, I know you think the world revolves around you and all, but mine doesn’t. I was kind of in the middle of something, and you’re being rude.”

[golden-amos]

Amos stared at the girl. Ignoring her first statement. He had just unpacked the entire contents of his bag for merlin’s sake, he was not moving. Plus he had never seen her at the random seventh floor table before and he seriously didn’t feel like trekking to the library. 

     “Really? How might I ask am I blocking your light?”

He waved around to the windows surrounding them, seriously doubting he was having that great an effect.

[wendyxslinkhard]

Why were people so determined to destroy her down time? Her one escape from her house mates? They had ignored her for seven years, and when she actually wants to be alone, suddenly people are everywhere. Raising her eyebrows slightly, she let out a small huff.

               “By being in it? Like, directly in it?” Gesturing around as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, Wendy made a mental note to speak to DUmbledore about starting a writing class. Maybe then they’d understand the struggle.

[creatxrs]

With a runes practice book in her hands, Narcissa set off for a quiet place to study before supper. Finding a small nook in a window she made way for it until she saw that someone had already taken claim of it. Never the one to just ignore a problem–at least a problem to her–Narcissa walked up to the window anyway and stood there before the girl. “ It took you forever? It only took me five minutes, ” she started. “ Now seeing as there is limited space with ‘good lighting’ in this castle and I have to go over some notes and you have to…write down your feelings, how about I just share this window with you instead? ”

[wendyxslinkhard]

Lips pursing slightly, Wendy did her best to stay calm. A snarky remark was one thing, but writing down her feelings? Bloody hell, non-writers never understood - when inspiration strikes, you take full advantage of it. Which includes minimal, or ideally no, distractions.              Then, what did she except from Narcissa? The world revolved around the Blacks, if you asked them. Seven years of dorming with Bellatrix certainly taught her that. Also, a lot of survival tips. 

“I’m not just writing down my feelings, I’ll have you know. But fine, just...don’t be disruptive.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

“You’re blocking my light,” Wendy mumbled, eyes remaining fixated on the journal before her. When the castle was as bleak and dreary as these past few weeks, writing was the best escape.                 Not that the mood of others had any genuine affect on her, given the fact that                everyone sort of....ignored her regardless. Not that she blamed them.               “Could you please move? It took me forever to find an indoor place with good lighting.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

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                                      “Do you know who I am?”

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                                        “This isn’t a good day for me.”

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[wendyxslinkhard]

“ now there’s no going back. ”

“Well that’s a bit morbid, don’t you think?”

[wendyxslinkhard]

“ the view really is spectacular. ”

“For fuck sake - stop staring at my ass, Rab.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

“ c'mon try to guess what. ”

“I don’t care what is in that glass, Rabastan - I’m not sticking my hand in and playing ‘guess what’s in there’. No way in hell.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”

“You don’t say? My, how did I get so lucky?”

[wendyxslinkhard]

“ how is that not hilarious? ”

“Your sense of humour needs a serious reality check, Charlotte.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

"I’ve never heard that one before."

“You purebloods are severely deprived of muggle jokes. It’s a right shame.”

[sandcvstles]

five-word sentences.

“ please just let me forget. ”

“ c'mon try to guess what. ”

“ just leave me alone already. ”

“ no, i’m not going to. ”

“ you can’t change my mind. ”

“ my mind is made up. ”

“ i’m not gonna let you. ”

“ don’t do that to me. ”

“ think about what you’re doing. ”

“ why aren’t you listening now? ”

“ i want to sleep forever. ”

“ you need to leave now. ”

“ i’ll always have your back. ”

“ now there’s no going back. ”

“ the view really is spectacular. ”

“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”

“ why can’t you trust me? ”

“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”

“ i don’t love you anymore. ”

“ i am a great person. ”

“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”

“ exactly, why are you awake? ”

“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”

“ how is that not hilarious? ”

“ please just calm down now. ” 

“ i was already calm, asshole. ”

“ i can see your underwear. ”

“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”

“ please stop losing your temper. ”

“ you can cry if needed. ”

“ you have to run away. ”

“ i just wanna be yours. ”

“ ashes, we all fall down. ”

“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”

[wendyxslinkhard]

Don’t you dare come near me!"

Jumping back slightly, Wendy’s eyes widened at the harsh tone of his voice. His hostile body language, the anger flashing in his eyes - bollocks. People never reacted well to her, but this was - this was nice.       “Fine. Sorry, I’ll - leave you alone.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

“I’m offended, my plans are fool-proof.”

“If by fool-proof you mean that they fail like, 90% of the time, then sure Caradoc. They are fool-proof.”

[wendyxslinkhard]

"You’re really good at this…”

“Thanks. I like to think it’s my calling in life, wizards chess, but you know…won’t get me very far.”