Toil And Trouble

  Wynn Montague | 23 | Former Ravenclaw | Potioneer at Bramble and Sage

[wynn-montague]

Official Biography

Aethelwyne’s full biography 

TW: drug use, abuse, addiction, mental illness

basic information.

Full name: Aethelwyne Remera Frances Montague Nickname(s) or Alias: Wynn by those she considers friends Gender: Female Species: Pure-blood wizard Age: 23 Birthday: November 26 Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius House: Ravenclaw Patronus: Blackbird Army Affiliation: Neutral Sexuality: Bisexual Nationality: English City or town of birth: London Currently lives: London Languages spoken: English, some French, some Italian, some German. None of them currently enough to be conversational Native language: English Relationship Status: Single

physical appearance.

Height: 5′ even Hair colour: Brown Hairstyle: Long hair, usually found in curls or waves Eye colour: Blue Tattoos: A tattoo of an amortentia bottle on her forearm, a full moon surrounded by lavender on her back behind her left shoulder. Piercings: Double lobe piercings, industrial bar in her right ear, cartilage and conch piercing in her left ear, nose piercing. Scars/distinguishing marks: She has a web of scars across her right hand and going up to the bottom of her wrist from a minor potions explosion. Preferred style of clothing: She lives pretty casually. Band tees, flannels, jeans with rips and holes, sneakers. She also loves crop tops and skater skirts or high waisted shorts. Frequently worn jewelry/accessories: Watch, all her piercings always have earrings or her signature gold nose ring.

health.

Smoker?: No. She smoked once in Hogwarts and her whole mouth tasted like ash. Drinker?: Yes. Recreational Drug User? Which?: She smokes weed to calm her anxiety and is pretty much always high unless she’s actively doing potion work, but she hides it from everyone. Addictions: Formerly addicted to sleeping potions Allergies: None Neurological conditions: Anxiety. Sleeping habits: She doesn’t sleep very long as the only way she can calm her anxiety enough to sleep is with weed, so mostly she sleeps in small naps randomly throughout the day.  Eating habits:  She takes pride in eating healthy, though every Saturday she does a “cheat day” and eats anything and everything she thinks sounds good. Sociability: Omnivert. She’s fine spending hours alone making potions and drying herbs at the apothecary, but she eventually needs to be around people to re-energize.

personality.

Positive traits:  Intelligent, patient, punctual, loves details Negative traits: Sneaky, flirty, self-oriented Character Alignment:  Chaotic Neutral - She loves to know drama and gossip but hates being apart of it. If she does start anything it’s always from the shadows and she has no alignment to anyone but herself currently. Goals/Desires: To own her own fully functioning apothecary and be the biggest name in potions. Likes: The rain, potions, cats, being caught up in drama, reading, music, learning new things. Dislikes: Being told no, divination, pop music, when it’s too hot outside, stupidity. Fears/phobias: She is terrified of thunderstorms but no one knows this. When she was in school she’d say she needed to read and hide in her dorm with her bed curtains drawn to hide her fear from everyone. Favourite colour: Periwinkle Hobbies: She can sing and play guitar, she also enjoys songwriting. She tends to keep that to herself though. Reading, drying herbs Habits: She takes walks at night to clear her head, humming while working, carrying around a black leather notebook, sectioned out in half with one for potions and one for songs, biting her lip and tugging her hair when thinking. Taste in music: Acoustic, Indie, Old School Rock

skills.

Talents/skills: Quick-thinking, She can name a whole host of herbs just off smell, pissing people off, she can pick up things very quickly. Ability to drive a car? Operate any other vehicles?: She can’t drive a car or any other muggle vehicle. So far she’s had no desire to learn as she doesn’t really travel to any Muggle areas. She basically travels exclusively through apparition.

eating habits.

Omnivore/Carnivore/Herbivore (Vegetarian): Omnivore. Favourite food(s): pizza, salad of almost any kind, steak, chicken breast, roasted potatoes, cheese (she loves making cheese boards). Favourite drink(s): Coffee, hot chocolate, apple cider, sweet tea. Disliked food(s): Eggplant, tofu, butterscotch, oatmeal. Disliked drink(s): Butterbeer

story.

Aethelwyne grew up in a very strict house, with her whole life planned out for her. As an anxious child, having someone else do the planning for her felt great as she knew exactly what she needed to be doing, and simply followed all the rules to do it. She never had to make any decisions on her own, so couldn’t be anxious about the consequences of her actions. Getting to Hogwarts changed a lot of that for her. 

Arriving at Hogwarts shifted her world view as she realized half-bloods and muggleborns weren’t anything like what her parents told her they were. She wasn’t on their side at all, but she no longer thought of them as a direct enemy. This was the beginning of the end for her stellar reputation. She continued to get the grades, go to the parties, and do most of what her parents expected of her, only now she refused to speak out against non-purebloods as she would’ve before. With this change came punishments from her parents she’d never experienced before. Her self-esteem tanked as she slowly started to lose the golden child gleam she’d had before. 

At fourteen she met a boy two years older at Hogwarts who would further this change. They began dating and she quickly found herself with an even worse self-esteem and higher anxiety. As their relationship continued she was cut off from her friends, constantly berated and questioned by him, and warped from reality as he convinced her more and more that he was the only thing important and she was lucky he paid her so much attention. Her anxiety became so bad she couldn’t sleep and as she revealed this to him, she found herself being given sleeping potions to help. 

Soon she was being given high dose potions to fall asleep at night and small dose potions to make her days blurry and less anxiety riddled. At the time she thought this was good but in reality she was losing control and when the potion would wear off she found she was missing huge chunks of her day. Despite this, she fell into an addiction and figured the bad side effects of it wearing off could be combatted by it never wearing off. 

At fifteen she hit an all time bottom, not just cutting off her friends but completely cutting off her family as much as possible, and isolating herself to only rely on her boyfriend and sleeping draughts. She maintained grades well enough to look good but lost her place as one of the top in her class. Right before he graduated, she found herself locked in a huge fight with her boyfriend and he dumped her. Since she’d been isolated and he was her supply, she lost all access to the draughts and wasn’t aware enough to make her own. She spent that summer fighting withdrawals and hiding from everyone. When she returned to Hogwarts she was clean after two years but was irreparably changed. 

She coasted through the rest of her time at Hogwarts, dabbling back into weed as a way to calm her anxiety but only going slowly and using enough to make her functional. She graduated and opened her apothecary on her own, ignoring her parents insistence she come back and take her place in their family and society. Needing money to keep the apothecary afloat in the early stages she turned to camming and dealing out the potions she’d once been addicted to. She made sure to keep an eye on her clients however and tried to keep them as under control as she could manage despite knowing many were addicted to her potions. She has continued these practices to this day and now works all three, though her weed intake has gone up severely to account for her busy and anxiety riddled lifestyle. She is also still contacted by her parents relentlessly about rejoining the social circles she was once in and is in a constant fight against arranged marriage proposals, invitations to parties and family dinners, and messages about what a disappointment she’s turned out to be. 

[wynn-montague]

mmenagerie-mxmx​:

Fletcher walked into his house with a tired body and a large headache. That headache grew as he stared at the bright pink corner in his foyer glaring at him. Grippy apparated at his side and bowed. “Is Master still glaring at inanimate objects?”

“It’s hideous.” He said loud enough for his fiancee to hear from wherever she was. It was his favorite way of informing her he was home.

@wynn-montague​

Aethelwyne groaned, uncurling from the small chair she’d been reading in and padding her way out to the front room. “Grippy, would you go put on some tea? I’m parched.” She said as way of greeting, moving to fluff up one of the brighter pillows on her chair out of spite before settling down to read again, this time directly in the corner he’d made it his very mission to complain about. She’d made it a sport to commandeer small parts of the otherwise completely black living spaces and flood them with her own color and style, slowly leeching it into the house as much as she could. “Hello.” She said after a tense moment of silence, refusing to raise her eyes from the page she was currently scanning.

[uprising-hq]

christmas/winter symbol meme under cut

🎄  ─  decorate a christmas tree together 💋  ─  be caught under the mistletoe 🍽  ─  prepare dinner together 🍪  ─  bake and decorate christmas cookies 🏠  ─  decorate a gingerbread house together 🎬  ─  watch a christmas movie 🔥  ─  sit by a fireplace/bonfire 🎁  ─  exchange & open chistmas presents 🛍   ─  go christmas shopping together  🎉   ─  attend a party together ✈️   ─  go on a christmas vacation ⛄️  ─  build a snowman ❄️  ─  have a snowball fight ⛸  ─  go ice skating 🛷  ─  go sledding 🥧   ─  bake something together 🛖   ─  go on a cabin getaway  🌲   ─  go on a walk through the woods 📚   ─  have a coffeeshop date ⭐ ─  choose your own activity 

[wynn-montague]

@chels-king

[blackxdog]

Fletcher watched on in horror as workers moved in the brightly covered chaise lounges and mismatched pillows. His colorless paradise was slowly being invaded one item after another and his betrothed was smiling in the corner. “And just where do you expect any of this to go? It doesn’t exactly match the decor i’ve got going on. ”

@wynn-montague​

[wynn-montague]

Wynn couldn’t help the ear to ear grin on her face as she watched the pinks, teals, and yellows break up the previously black and white home. “I know it doesn’t, thank Merlin. I appreciate the dark aesthetic but you take it to the extreme. Besides, black matches everything so it can go right here.” She shoved a pillow on the couch before resting her hip on the back of it, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

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alexandercarrow​:

Xander snorted. “Sounds about right. My father probably rues the day I went to Hogwarts and grew my own personality.” He chuckled, “You’d’ve regretted it if you gave me a key, I’d probably break in, steal your food, and then forget that I’d even done it.” He hesitated, automatically thinking back to when he’d last used to calculate how long before he started to feel withdrawl, when the answer was he had some time, he shrugged. “Sure, but don’t be offended if I don’t eat much.” The cloaking spells covered his drastic weight loss to some degree but it was still visible to the eye that he’d lost from his already narrow frame. “I haven’t been eating much lately.”

“As long as you didn’t steal my potion supplies or my clothes.” Wynn joked, handing him what she owed and getting up to wander to the kitchen. She shrugged as she rummaged around and began fixing a very rough, very random cheese plate. “That’s cool. I’m the exact opposite. You won’t believe how much I’ve had to workout in order to keep up with my increased food intake recently. Less of you eating means more for me to burn off later.” She popped back into the beanbag chair and blew out a breath. “So, other than being your family disappointment -a term I’m saying with the utmost respect as my owns- what’s the latest. It’s been a minute, given I’ve been ordering less.” 

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blackxdog​:

Fletcher continued to look her over. “I guess we do. Was this your idea?” He was itching to find out. His parents had never been big fans of his but until now they had been content to let him live in his own world. He couldn’t imagine what made them change their mind. “I’m not exactly excited about the arrangement so I think it would be best if we were to lay some ground rules down now.” Fletcher didn’t intend for this meeting to be any longer than it had to.”

“Was this- are you nuts?” Wynn couldn’t help the startled words that tumbled from her lips. “You think I just wanted to be married to some random guy I haven’t seen since I was what, twelve? Thirteen?” She shot back, rolling her eyes. She supposed that was coming on a bit strong and attempted to dial back her temper as she squared her shoulders. “Sorry. My anger is a tad misplaced it seems. But yes, ground rules. I already know my parents expectations for this, I’m sure yours have some, so if we can come to a mutual agreement within those expectations that will make this a far less heinous ordeal I’m sure.”

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scmndyr​:

“That’s a pretty name for a pretty woman.” Lorcan nodded his appreciation. “I can’t say the same.” He smirked. “I like to be the center of attention.”

Wynn felt her cheeks flat before she could fight off the blush, but tried to hide it behind a confident smirk. “Well I’m sure with all the charm that seems to drip off of you, that’s probably a pretty easy thing to be. I mean people tend to gravitate towards charisma, right?”

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scmndyr​:

He chuckled, “My kind of drinking partner.” He raised his hand to the bartender and ordered two shots. “And who do I have the pleasure of sharing this with? Ive seen you around, but I don’t think we’ve met. Regular here?”

“Can’t imagine a better compliment.” Wynn beamed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Aethelwyne, but friends just call me Wynn. And I come here pretty regularly. I usually keep more to myself though, or perhaps I just am not approached often.”

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blackxdog​:

Fletcher had waited two or three minutes outside of the restaurant trying to get a glimpse of every appropriately aged woman in the place wondering if it was his new betrothed. After realizing that he just straight up didn’t remember this girl, he walked in. The brown hair he was directed towards looked vaguely familiar in the sense of pureblood families all kind of looking familiar, and if he’d ran into her before, he wouldn’t stopped. The air around her screamed “privilege” and it was usually the company he avoided. “I had business to attend to.” He moved to sit down in the seat across from her, “Aethelwyne, I take it?”

Her brow furrowed as she took him in and she sighed internally, forcing a neutral expression on her face. She needed to at least be nice enough to keep their agreement in place, or she’d find herself effectively disowned. Even if it meant putting up with his tardiness. “Well, I hope you got it sorted.” She didn’t believe he had any business going on but decided not to call his bluff. Her mother would be incredibly proud. “You take it correctly. So… I suppose we have some things to discuss.”

[wynn-montague]

Aethelwyne looked around the restaurant, tapping her foot as she checked her watch again. She’d shot her mother the obligatory text ten minutes before the designated meeting time letting her know she’d arrived and now, twenty minutes later, her date was nowhere to be found. “A brilliant start to an engagement.” She muttered, taking another impatient sip of her drink. She was about to get up and leave with a text to her mother ordering her to rearrange this meeting when a shadow covered her table. “Fletcher?” She asked, though she wasn’t sure anyone else would have been directed to her. “You’re late.”

@blackxdog

[wynn-montague]

Family Meetings

Aethelwyne sat at her parents dining room table, back rigid against the far too fancy chair. She hadn’t been called to visit her parents for what felt like ages, even left off the invite list for any holidays and birthday parties since leaving Hogwarts, so to say the lunch invitation she’d received three days prior surprised her was an understatement. It had already been ten minutes of tense silence between her mother and her as she pushed salad around her plate, and she couldn’t for the life of her figure why she was here or what they were waiting for.

The second question was easily answered though by the intimidating man entering the room and sitting to her left, right at the head of the table. “Father. It’s good to see you.” Wynn muttered, shoving a forkful of leaves in her mouth to avoid having to say anything else. She almost cringed at the disappointed tsk that came from her mother, but smothered that reaction down. She couldn’t shove down the confused frown, however, when her father glared at her mother over his glass of wine. Usually her parents were determined to always show a united front, especially in front of their most disappointing child. Easy, she thought, to be the favorite when you’re no longer alive to fuck up.

“Aethelwyne.” Her mothers voice was dripping with false sincerity and she felt herself stiffen as her gaze rose to meet those empty eyes. “As you know, your inheritance has always come with strings. Strings you seem hell bent on ignoring.” Ah, so that was it. This was to be another meeting to threaten and berate her for her continued ‘behaviors’ and refusal to take the mark.

“I’ve told you, if your money comes with strings I don’t want it.” She ground out, continuing to eat if only to keep herself from screaming. It was a lie, of course. She’d do anything to keep her inheritance, but she was only 23. She’d barely approached the limits of what her parents would tolerate. They’d only just stopped telling themselves, and anyone who would listen, that she was simply acting out from grief two months ago. But something seemed different about this encounter, especially as she watched her mother’s mouth twist up into an almost feral grin. 

“Let’s not play games darling, you were never any good at it.” Her father cut in, dropping his fork down and turning fully towards her. “We’ll cut to the chase. We cannot control you, I think I’ve fully admitted it’s been years since we could. So we’re trying something new, or rather, someone new. Your inheritance comes with one final string, and this one is non negotiable.” If she hadn’t already been tensed beyond what should be possible, she would’ve tensed further. Her knuckles were white against her own fork as he continued on and she wished now she would’ve smoked before coming if only to give herself some semblance of calm. “You’re to be married. It’s all been arranged already, we’ve set things up with the Eatons.” 

Before she could stop herself, Wynn smashed her hand down, watching as the fork stabbed into the china and forced a crack straight through it. “Is this some sort of joke?” She asked, her voice lethally quiet as she eyed the two people who’d created her. One look at her mothers beaming face told her it wasn’t, this was all too real. 

“You’ll be meeting him soon, I’ll send you all the details by tomorrow. And Aethelwyne, darling? If you don’t show up, you’ll be cut off immediately and banned from the house. This is your only warning.” With that venom laced warning trailing her, Wynn apparated back to her apartment. It took her two seconds to locate the closest bottle and pipe before she stamped downstairs to put a sign stating the apothecary was officially closed for the day. 

[scmndyr]

Lorcan took another drag of his drink before turning to the person next to him, “Buy you a drink? More specifically a shot? I need someone to toast.” He chuckled softly, laughing at the joke he was sure was only funny to himself.

@wynn-montague​

[wynn-montague]

Wynn had just finished downing her own drink when he spoke, and she turned on the barstool with a beaming smile. “I will absolutely take you up on that. I think you’ll find I’m unlikely to ever turn down a shot.” She teased, leaning against the bar beside her.

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pcverells​:

“Wynnie, I’m not a doctor. I have no idea.” He leaned back against one of the shelves, watching her pull the bottles out. Will didn’t say anything to his ex for a moment, before shrugging, looking up to meet her gaze. “Uh. Yeah. I can stay. I mean, if you need me to.”

Wynn stilled for just a second at the nickname. No one had called her that since… well him. “Of course. Sorry, I just see a lot of medical stuff in here so I forget people don’t have the same knowledge I do.” She grabbed her grinding wheel, squatting down to reach the shelf - and give herself a moment to relax again- before popping up and getting to work grinding herbs. “Like I said, it should only take five minutes. I can pull over a chair if you want, I keep some for times like this.”

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alexandercarrow​:

“Must be that time of year, my dad has been on my case too.” Xander complained. He smirked, “That feels like it should be a compliment, but I know it’s not really me you’re glad to see.” He pulled a bag out of his pocket and handed it over. “It’s new, stronger than the last lot so don’t take too much at once.”

“Maybe it is. It’s like they remember all those days when school started and they lost control so they’re strangling us now to make up for it.” Wynn teased, snorting a little as she laughed. “Oh come on. I’m not not pleased to see you.” She adding, full on laughing now as she took the bag from him. “Beautiful, thank you. I’ve been running low a lot faster so a stronger batch is truly what I need to not burn through it. You were about to just get your own key at the rate I was going.” She joked rolling over to grab her purse and pull out payment. “Wanna stick around a bit? I’m making snacks.”

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alexandercarrow​:

Xander yawned and folded his legs underneath him, sitting cross-legged on the floor. “Good thing I’m not planning on dragging you anywhere today then. Or any day but still.” He shrugged. “I don’t think I used magic,” His head was still kind of fuzzy so he couldn’t be sure. “I thought you’d be glad to see me anyway, you know I never come empty handed.”

Wynn sighed in relief, trying her best to melt into the floor. “Thank Merlin. I thought you were a family member at first. They’ve been absolutely non-stop lately.” She slid off her chair and onto the floor next to him before nodding. “You’re probably the only person I’m never upset to see.” She added, tugging on the end of her hair gently, holding out a palm. “So, what do you have for me?”

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pcverells​:

Will looked up, knowing the whole situation was more than a little awkward, but if she wasn’t going to say anything, neither was he. “I already did. They made me stay overnight for observation and sent me on my way.”

She snapped her attention back to him, almost dropping her vial. “They kept you overnight and didn’t give you a script?” Her teeth caught her bottom lip and Wynn started pulling new bottles in quick succession. “That’s crazy. Just… can you stick around for five minutes? I’m gonna whip something up.”

[dclhovs]

“Yeah, I think it looks worse than it actually is,” he huffed out a breath, moving the ice pack off of his arm. “I didn’t fall that far. I was barely off the field.” He shrugged. “Ish.”

[wynn-montague]

“Well. Your usual bruise paste won’t cover that.” Wynn winced and let out a sigh, turning back to her stock wall. “You should be seeing a healer, I could give you something better with a script. But I think I have something for you that should help.”