Life Imitates Art

Gladys Gudgeon || 6th Year || Ravenclaw || Sister to Davey and Galvin

[yourgalgladys]

reggiecattermcle:

“So long as it’s before the end of July. That’s when I… start training.” A small hesitation, almost a fear that if he told someone, he was going to jinx it, that the offer was suddenly going to disappear. But of everyone, there were two people he knew he had to tell. And Gladys was one of them. So he shifted from foot to foot for a moment, finally looked at her, and offered a small grin. “Which means that next year, you’re going to have to walk around repping the Falcons around Hogwarts, in support.”

Her display of dramatics made him laugh, and he shook his head. “Did you see my Queen? They ate it up. Hell, I’m surprised there weren’t girls throwing their underwear at me.” He shot her a wink, but allowed her to drag him along. “Hope you’re ready to eat humble pie, Glads.”

“Training?” she asked, hitting him on the arm to demonstrate her excitement. He seemed almost sheepish, worried about saying the words aloud but she beamed at him for telling her. “When did they contact you? When did you find out? Reggie oh my god! Are you excited?” She asked, rapid fire, bouncing on her toes and gripping onto his sleeve in a childlike fashion. “Of course, I’ll stock up on all the Falcon gear, start a fan club, it’ll be great.”

Gladys rolled her eyes but laughed nonetheless, enjoying the back and forth they had. It was probably thanks to all that liquid courage she’s been drinking but it might have just resulted in her crass word selection. “Then maybe you weren’t as good as you thought Reggie, I mean can you really be a star up there if someone isn’t throwing you their bra or panties? I don’t think so.”

[yourgalgladys]

greernotdear:

„You know…” Greer said slowly, grinning in amusement at Gladys’ excuses and explanations. How was she so amusing and pushed a lot other bad mood out of the way, she didn’t know „You don’t sound too convincing,”Greer teased the other girl. „Maybe next time I won’t miss the show and I candraw my own conclusion of it.”

Greer followed Gladys’ gaze as the girl spoke, but even before she laid eyes on the person, she knew who the other girl was talking about. And surprise, surprise… it was Gilderoy Lockhart! She visibly, painfully rolled her eyes and let out a long, loud groan. „Are you kidding with me, Gudgeon?”she asked, frustration seeping through every spoken word. „I thought we’ve already went over this.”

Greer stepped in front of Gladys, blocking the view of Gilderoy Lockhart completely and she put both of her hands on either sides of the girl’s shoulders. „Listen to me you dummy. You look so much better than him, you hear me? You’re like this high,” she said, raising her hands on a face level, „and he’s somewhere down the ground, so just forget about him already. You can do so much better than him. Plus,” she added, because honestly, her ego was greatly bruised that Lockhart’s ass was complimented and hers wasn’t, „if you want a really good ass, mine is so much better than his. Just saying.” And just to make her point perfectly clear, she stepped closer, took one of Gladys’ hands and placed it on her ass. Because demonstration was the best way to make sure Gladys had no doubt about the truth of her words. „See?” she asked with a coy smile on her face.

“Of course I will make sure when I’m-when I’m sober, I’ll remember to serenade you and prove you wrong.” she proclaimed almost like it was a challenge. Greer was definitely challenging her though, Gladys was able to get that much from her. At least nowadays she wasn’t as shy so she had no problem performing in front of others.

Gladys knew that Greer would be annoyed with her about the Gilderoy comment but it just slipped out. She couldn’t possibly think of anyone else in that moment who she would want to kiss at midnight, especially after her letters with Glenda. She might have thought about that magical daydream more than she’d like to admit. Her eyes locked with Greer’s when she stood in the way of her view and put her hands on her shoulders. “Me? Better looking than Gilderoy Lockhart? You really think so?” That was probably one of the highest compliments Gladys could have received and she had no idea Greer thought that way. At least the parts about her anyway.

As Greer took a step closer to Gladys and put her hand onto her ass, she was shocked that this was even happening, staring up at the other girl speechless.  She was enjoying it quite a bit but how long was she supposed to keep her hand where it was without it seeming inappropriate? “Alright, okay you’re right, this is uh…much better. Is this like...your go to move or something?” 

[yourgalgladys]

junchangly:

At first he thought the flash of brunette locks might be Dorcas. Leave her alone for one second and she’s smashed. But the texture of the girl’s hair is wrong, and it’s not quite the style Dorcas had worn to the party. He blinks a bit confused as Gladys pulls away. Then the sudden realization of whom it is strikes him. “Hello Gladys. How much have you had to drink?” He asked changing the direction of who he conversed with. He had encountered the girl countless times in the library his second home. But they never really talked much. Most of it his own fault for being absorbed in whatever book he had been studying.

The amusement files across his lips into a grin down to her. “Enjoying the party so far? Oh it’s fine. We were discussing the curriculum when we get back to school.” He shrugs his shoulders as the person he had been talking to casually walked back into the kitchen to refill their drink.  He probably shouldn’t ask if she’s been studying over break, and stops himself from doing so as he idly taps his fingers awaiting her answers

Gladys tilted her head to the side, a look as though she were deep in thought as she used her fingers to try and count just how many drinks she had so far, “Uhm, it’s been quite a bit. I think I lost count somewhere after five...? But it’s okay, it’s fine.” she used the hand she was using to count to wave him off, gently patting him on the shoulder. 

She gave him a funny look when he told her the discussion topic. A new curriculum would have gotten her excited about all the new things she got to learn and research. Gladys might have been all for joining the conversation if she hadn’t been focused on having what normal teenagers considered to be fun. “Ohhh come on, you wanna talk curriculum at a party? You should be...drinking or singing or....dancing!” she listed, showing off her cup, pointing over to the karaoke stage and then shaking her hips as if to demonstrate each of the corresponding activities to him. “You wanna dance? Wanna sing? It’ll be a lot more fun than curriculum, trust me.”

[sprouseharts]

Veronica “sweet little precious angelic smol bean” Lodge.

[yourgalgladys]

reggiecattermcle:

Reggie listening to her rambling on, and his grin only grew the more she went on. Of course, it was probably a weird proposition for him to make, an offer to just whisk her out of the country. But it was in the interest of learning, and it was in the interest of showing her something that it was clear she really wanted to see, up close and personal. But she was worried about putting him out, and as true as that statement could be, he simply shook his head, reached down to lightly press a finger against her lips. “Shhhh, no more rambling. You’ve just made up my mind for me. You and me, a few days in Romania, meeting the dragons. Cliff will absolutely adore you and your excited spirit.”

He let out a laugh when she started in on him and his comment about upstaging her. He couldn’t help but be just a little bit competitive, it was his party, after all, and he wanted to be the life of it. His arm wrapped around her shoulder as he motioned to the crowd. “Sorry, pretty girl, but all of them… they’re gonna be rooting for me, and my awesome Danny Zuko.”

She furrowed her brows when his finger came down to her mouth to shush her but she laughed at the action. It was sweet of him to offer something that felt so extravagant to Gladys. She was definitely spoiled by him but there was part of her that had hoped he would have been spoiling another lady in his life, which made her wonder if Mary had arrived to the party yet. “You’re far too sweet to me Reggie. Let me just clear up my schedule and see where I can fit a wonderful trip to the land of the dragons and we’ll be all set.”

Gladys playfully rolled her eyes at him, dramatically shaking her head at him as he pointed out across the crowd. “They’ll be way too distracted by my amazing Sandy Olsson actually. Now come on put your money where your mouth is Cattermole.” she replied, pulling his arm from around her shoulder and pulling him along to get them in on the karaoke action.

[yourgalgladys]

arielollivander:

Gladys looked as tired as Ariel felt. This whole year had been exhausting, on top of the Julia business schoolwork was piling up. She meant to get ahead of it over this break, without all the distractions of her house-mates and friends. However, she had pretty well distracted herself with her investigation, and that lead to its own set of issues. 

“Yeah, pretty much exactly that,” Ariel nodded, lowering her wand a little more. She kept it raised enough so that the light shone on both of their faces, but a little bit less aggressive than she originally had it. The girl didn’t seem like she would attack her, if she did want to fight she probably would have done it while Ari’s back was turned. 

“That’s kind of the problem isn’t it? Too quiet to sleep,” She shook her head, huffing a little, “As stupid as that sounds.”

It was almost soothing to know that she wasn’t the only one who was feeling nervous or anxious at this time. Many people were moving on and forgetting that things outside the castle walls weren’t pretty. Maybe that was part of the reason that she decided to stay at school. As much as Gladys wanted to spend time with her parents, there was a sense of security that came with being inside Hogwarts.

She linked her fingers together and gave Ariel a soft smile as she lowered her wand. “I totally get it. Things have been...messy lately. Im surprised anyone is able to get any sleep.” 

Gladys paused for a second before she gestured in front of them to signal for them to keep walking. “Would you care for a wandering buddy?” she asked, hoping that the girl wouldn’t mind if Gladys joined her. “I’d hope that the company would make the both of us less jumpy.”

[yourgalgladys]

greernotdear:

Greer thought back if she actually paid attention to those people who were attempting to karaoke. She couldn’t really remember anyone who was even mildly acceptable, and she definitely couldn’t remember Gladys being up there and singing, but she was curious. She never heard Gladys sing before, but whether she was really good or really bad, Greer was sure it would have been a good show. ”Naah, I missed that. I didn’t know you could sing. Are you actually good or you just think you’re good and the only reason people enjoyed the show was because it was so bad?”

”That’s a shame, snogging is always a fun way to kill a party,” Greer said. She shook her head and the thought that she needed to have a drink crossed her mind. ”Not yet, unfortunately, but like you said, the night is young.” Both of them were really attractive, beautiful girls, it was a true wonder how neither of them found anyone cute to make out or hook up with, and then Greer thought of something and she looked Gladys up and down and… but no. That would be crazy.

She shook her head and instead threw one arm over the other girl’s shoulder and slowly turned Gladys around. „I mean, this only means we’re going to have to wingwoman each other. See anyone to your liking? Anyone you wouldn’t mind smooching?”

Gladys scoffed, almost offended that Greer even implied that she wasn’t a good singer. “Excuse me...I’m great. I sing...so good.” she slurred, taking a sip from her cup and pointing it at her. “Maybe not so good after drinking...or maybe better. But I was singing before I drank too much so you missed out on a great show.” Maybe it wasn’t her greatest performance but normally she did have a decent voice.

She nodded in agreement which was probably thanks to the alcohol since snogging random people wasn’t something she usually did. She looked over Greer though, who was super into kissing girls and was looking for a girl to kiss. Gladys was a girl who was super into the idea of being kissed. She tried to not let her mind wander towards fake scenarios that could never happen like it always did and tried to stay focused.

When Greer asked who it was that she wouldn’t mind kissing and she let her head loll from side to side as she considered it, humming as she did so. As her head was tilted to the side her eyes found Gilderoy across the room and she couldn’t help the giggle the passed her lips as she checked him out. “Weeeeell I mean you...you said you didn’t wanna talk about him. But god he looks so pretty over there. And his ass looks amaaazing.” 

[yourgalgladys]

mcrymac:

Gladys, 

Either way works with me as well! Why don’t you come visit me, get you away from school for a little break? I’d love to hear all about the ABBA album! I’m enclosing my address in this letter, please feel free to come anytime. Also, the fireplace is a normal fireplace. I’ve had to remind others, so just a reminder. 

Mary,

Yes, please. As much as I love it here a visit to see you away from the castle sounds like the perfect idea right now. I’ll have to go into more detail when I see you but I was just so excited about getting the album on Christmas but mum said it still hasn’t arrived and probably won’t be for another few weeks. Noted. I promise not to arrive by floo powder then the train should be enough for me.

[yourgalgladys]

reggiecattermcle:

There was something extremely touching about Gladys words. Hearing that someone actually missed him, hearing that it wasn’t some kind of blessing that he was gone for a bit. Hell, especially coming from Gladys, who he would probably call one of the best friends he had ever had in his life. She even took his lame ass joke in stride, and shot one back his way. Great gal, this one. “I missed you, too, muffin.” Without a thought, he pulled her in again, pressed a soft kiss on the top of her head.

“Cliff spends too much time with those damn dragons, I swear. He needs to spend some quality time with real people, human people.” His eyes scanned the room again, the party, the people, the fun. It was a great time, and he honestly felt like his brother was missing out. Then again, cool job, cool people. He completely understood. “You know, if you want to hang out with some dragons over the summer, I could take you on a trip with me to Romania.”

That could be a fun trip. Gladys talking his ear off the whole time, getting to introduce her to Squirt. He offered a grin, almost said something else, but she was speaking again, and her excitement and her playful little begging stopped him in his tracks, made him chuckle. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever you want, puddin’ pop. But don’t get too jealous when I totally upstage you. Dunno if you noticed, but I’m pretty great at karaoke.”

The offer of taking her along to Romania was a surprise and Gladys stared at him with eyes wide and jaw dropped. It would be like a dream come true for her. After the amount of times she’s read up on dragons and still didn’t even know half the information there was to learn, getting to see one up close in personal would be thrilling. “You don’t have to do that Reggie, I mean I’m considering it but taking me to Romania would just be insane. I’d get to see a real life dragon that could probably swallow me whole or-or crush me with only a single toe. Plus you’d have to listen to me go on like this the entire time we’re there” she rambled on, giddy about the idea but didn’t want to put him out.

“Uhm, excuse me?” she asked him, pressing her hand against her chest, feigning shock. “No, no honey. There’s no way you’re upstaging me. You may have a cute face and your singing is wonderful but I think we all know who is coming out on top here.” She replied, pointing to herself and shaking her hips with a little laugh. Even though she knew in a duet there was a team effort and not a competition she was still going to win.

[yourgalgladys]

cresswelled-adlucem:

Her appreciation was enough to give him a burst of joy, he liked to see people happy and it was better if he was the source of it. “Whenever you want them, just let me know. She’d appreciate it I’m sure knowing they’re going down well.” 

He let out his own chuckle, anxiously running a hand through his air as she looked a this drawing. He was nothing but humble when it came to his work, it was a passion but he was always nervous at showing it to people. “Um, nearly two years now. It’s a work in progress- things keep changing and new events keep popping up and I want to include it all. I’ve probably changed plots over a dozen times- I have more-” he paused, to reach for his bag and removed two other sketchbooks, full of drawings of all kinds of students. Some were aware, some were not and passed them over to her. 

“Spiderman is amazing- but I’m in love with the Jusice League and Captain America comics. I love horror ones as well, like Dracula. It’s like another world, heroes and villains, never knowing who will triumph until the end.” he gushed, excited the topic had focused on one of his loves. 

“Two years? That’s incredible really. I’m honoured that you’ll let me look at your sketches.” Gladys was excited that he was willing to show her even more of his drawings. She knew from experience that letting others see your art for the first time was nerve wracking and hard to do. “I’m somewhat of an artist as well, it isn’t very often that I show off my work though.” she explained as she flipped through the pages of his sketchbook. She smiled as she admired everything inside. “There’s are really awesome though.”

Listening to him gush felt similar to listening to Mary or Davey and it was something that she didn’t get sick of. Gladys always rambled on and on about the things that she found interesting so letting others have that opportunity as well was the least she could do. “I’ve heard about Dracula, the others I don’t think I know too much about. Do you think the superhero ones are better? Do you think learning about vampires here at school makes Dracula seem better or worse?”

[yourgalgladys]

greernotdear:

Greer never would actually say it out loud, but Gladys was one of those people outside of her usual circle whom she actually somewhat tolerated. Maybe even liked. She was definitely the only one who was fun in the Knitting Club and she enjoyed their usual weekly time together, and somehow, she did not irritate her currently like most people at this party did. Which was definitely a surprise, because she wanted to just punch at least half the people here right now. She didn’t have a specific reason for it, but she never needed one either.

But she was not going to fucking talk about Gilderoy Lockhart with Gladys, nor was she going to discuss her break so far. That was just so fucking not happening. Instead, she drank up everything that was in the glass she held in her hand currently and thrashed it on the floor one big swoop before she grinned up at her. “We are not talking about Gilderoy fucking Lockhart and we’re definitely not talking about how my brak has been because that is way too depressing. Let’s talk about the party. Anything interesting happening so far? Have you snogged anyone yet?” she asked with a teasing eyebrow wiggle.

Gladys jumped as she watched Greer throwing her glass onto the floor, watching it smash and shatter apart into pieces. She whipped her head around to see if there were any onlookers watching the destruction take place. She didn’t want to laugh because this was her friends stuff that she was breaking but with the help of the alcohol Gladys couldn’t deny how amusing it was to watch.

“Fiiiine we can talk about the party. Did you hear me and Reggie singing karaoke? That was great!” she giggled as she thought back to it and how much she enjoyed herself up there with Reginald.

“As a matter of fact no, I have not snogged anyone yet. I mean the nights still young though who knows what will happen.” she shrugged her shoulders and took a long sip of her drink, leaning her head back as she got closer to the bottom of the cup. “How about you? Scoping out any hotties to put the moves on?”

[yourgalgladys]

reggiecattermcle:

Seeing Gladys was enough to turn even a sour Reggie bright, but he wasn’t a sour Reggie tonight. He was a Reggie in a great mood, ready to party and have fun. And so the moment she threw her arms around him in a hug, he was picking her up off the floor and spinning her in a ridiculous and over the top hug that was completely unnecessary, but exactly the kind of thing he was prone to do. “I am so, so, so Gladys you’re here.” And of course, as he set her on her feet, he had to throw in a terrible joke, because he was Reggie Cattermole, damnit, and he was a clown.

His eyes scanned the party once more, as he settled back into his perch on the wall, and he offered a small nod. “Yeah, no, I’m having a bang up time. It’s not just me hosting, after all. Got my parents wandering around here, and Fitzy. I wish Cliff could have come, but the guy just won’t leave his dragons.” A dramatic sigh, as he nodded at someone who passed and smiled their way. “So you and I are belting out a duet later, right? I’m actually pretty good at Summer Nights if you’re a Grease fan.”

She squealed happily as he picked her up and spun her around, trying to hold on tightly to her drink though some of it still managed to spill onto the floor. She missed Reginald so much, not getting to see him around the castle was probably the worst part of the entire break. Gladys stumbled back a bit when he set her down because intoxication and spinning were not a good combination. “You’re Gladys, I’m Gladys and I missed you so much.” 

“Look, if I were in Cliff’s position I would probably choose dragons over a house party. But unfortunately I don’t get to hang out with dragons all day long so I had to come here.” she quipped, enjoying being here and getting to see her friends but she couldn’t deny being with dragons probably would have been a great way to spend the night. 

Gladys gasped dramatically at the suggestion, using her hand to cover her mouth as she thought about the offer. Not like she needed to even consider it though, any chance to sing and especially with Reginald, she was game. “Can we? Yes please! We also gotta do You’re The One That I Want that one is my favourite.” she playfully begged, pouting at him as if he would say no to her.

[yourgalgladys]

junchangly:

Jun was more of an academic scholar. Social events he didn’tmind, but they weren’t really his forte. Monitoring the people around him, hehad started watering his drinks down or any beverage he had when he got there.Because he wanted to see his peers get trashed, but he didn’t necessarily wantto lose control over himself. He wasn’t being a Debbie Downer though. No oneknew he was watering the drinks down, and it just looked like his alcoholtolerance was ace.

He had stopped on his way back to the kitchen to chat withsomeone. A random classmate about boring subjects like the curriculum andstories they had ready over the course of break. Because break be damned hestill worked. Then out of nowhere he felt hands around his waist and a head onhis shoulder. “Hello..who..who is hugging me?” He tilts his head trying tofigure out his vocalized question.

To be fair, Gladys had been doing a fair amount of drinking and in such a crowded room it was difficult for her to tell who was who at this point. From the back the boy looked like a friend of hers and so out of sheer giddiness to go greet him she made her way over. Gladys wrapped her arms around his waist, giving him a hug and resting her head on his shoulder waiting for his reaction.

When she heard the voice from the person she was hugging though, she realized that she may have made a mistake. She pulled away from him for a second to look at his face and, yep, yeah this wasn’t who she thought it was. “Oh, wow I’m so sorry. My bad!” she apologized with a laugh as she let go of him and took a step back, “I thought you were someone else, I totally didn’t mean to awkwardly interrupt your conversation like that.”

[yourgalgladys]

reggiecattermcle:

A house full of people was exactly the kind of thing Reggie liked to see. People having fun, people getting drunk, people dancing. Here and there, he saw a few people slip off together, and he’d made sure to make nice little signs to let them know exactly where they could slip off to for their fun, clearly marking rooms so that no one ended up in his parent’s bed. Ever the gracious host, Reggie was. It was also great fun listening to all of the drunken karaoke, seeing the spirit and the light in the room. And, of course, casual dress code. None of that fancy shit. 

As he slipped out of the kitchen, where he’d grabbed his third drink and chatted a bit with his brother, he glanced around, the bodies in the room almost making it hard to see anything, and he took a sip of his own drink. He’d been drinking less lately, which was maybe a good sign. And besides, he had to keep an eye on his own party.

A little grin tugged at his lips as he moved through the crowd, giving little ‘hello’s and ‘how’s it going’s as he passed, until he found a nice spot to survey the crowd, take a break for a moment, and he pressed his back to the wall, glanced to his left to see he wasn’t alone. “Having fun?”

Gladys was having her fill of the party going on around her. She very eagerly took to singing karaoke, which no matter how good her voice sounded just got progressively worse with every drink that followed. Dancing was the only way she managed to get through one room to the next but she easily got distracted whenever someone pulled her in to dance.

After managing to sneak off from the dance floor and grab herself another drink, she spotted her friend and the host of the party leaning against the wall. Gladys realized that she hadn’t seen him since she arrived and she was ecstatic about finally getting the chance to see him. She casually slid over, standing by his side and grinned when he noticed her there next to him.

“Of course I’m having fun! You throw one hell of a bash Reggie, but I wouldn’t expect any less from you.” she said as she wrapped her arm around him. “Are you having fun? I hope hosting isn’t killing your party mood.”

[yourgalgladys]

greernotdear:

Greer chuckled when she saw that this time it was a letter from Gladys and not a howler and had decided that she wasn’t going to gloat about that she won the screaming match. Only maybe a little. Even if she won because apparently Gladys had no voice anymore. She wondered if the girl only sent howlers at her or if others got some screaming from Gladys as well.

Gladys,

I am sorry to hear that you don’t have a voice, hope it’s not permanent. How would we gossip and chat during our weekly knittings together? Anyway, I still can’t believe we are talking about the same person. Though the bigger thing that is in my mind right now that I can’t get over is how did I know you have such delusional obsession with him? How did I miss this all this time? How did you not jump into a ramble about him yet? Are you a proper fangirl? Do you have a fanclub or are you alone just quietly admiring him from afar?

Greer,

I’m sure we would find a way but thank you for the concern. Have I really not mentioned him before? I could have sworn I’ve done it at least a couple times. I mean I’m always looking over at him during classes and any chance I get, I’m a bumbling idiot when he talks to me. I think I’m as confused as you are about you having no knowledge of this. There’s a club but also I don’t admire him all alone, that would just be weird. It’s me and my friend Glenda. I’d say we’re proper fangirls for sure. That's not weird though is it? I mean I know it's a little weird but like we're not completely mental right?

[yourgalgladys]

greernotdear:

Greer didn’t like alcohol 99% of the time, but ever since the Nar-Black incident, it’s been that 1%, and since Evan really wasn’t in the best mood either thanks to that idiot Fortescue, they were both getting trashed that night. Forget about all the shit and get so drunk that you forget that you even hate the taste of alcohol. Sounded like a nice plan, if you asked Greer.

She had already drunk several glasses of fire whiskey when Gladys found her and Greer watched the girl push her way through the crowd and she couldn’t not look her up and down. She checked every single girl out tonight, hoping she could at least get something going with one. Not that she thought anything would happen with Gladys, but looking wasn’t outlawed or anything. “Gladys, hey!” she scream-greeted the girl with a wide grin and then just laughed. “Don’t be ridiculous, girl, the yelling was entertaining as hell. I never knew you could screech in that high voice. Plus, the fact that I won the screaming match is a nice touch as well,” she added with a wink.

Gladys would consider herself more of a social drinker if anything. She enjoyed the taste of certain drinks but unless she was at a party such as this one, she didn’t much care for any of it. It was mostly just to let loose and have fun which is what a party was all about anyway. 

Greer’s reaction to seeing her was a good sign that she wasn’t upset so Gladys was relieved about that. “Hey, hey look. I did a lot of yelling over those few days okay? It doesn’t mean you won it just means...I didn’t wanna keep screaming.” she replied, pointing her finger at the other girl because she  knew that even if it was a competition, she did not lose. “But I’m glad you’re not mad I got a little worried about it. I just am...very passionate about Gilderoy...speaking of, do you think he’s here?” she asked turning her head around excitedly as she tried to see if she could spot him anywhere.

“Sorry, sorry I’m just going to forget about him right now. Tell me about how your break has been! I missed getting to hang out with you.”

[yourgalgladys]

[ @greernotdear​ ]

Gladys had been treating herself to a few drinks here and there ever since her arrival at the Cattermole house for the party. The place was bustling and it felt like all of Hogwarts was here and it was comforting in a way. After being in a big empty castle it was nice to be so close to everyone. Literally.

“Greer! You’re here!” she called out, when she spotted the girl, quickly making her way over, pushing through the crowd as best as she could. “I just-I just wanted to say sorry for all those howlers.” her words slurred slightly as she rested her hand on Greers shoulder both for comfort as well as balance. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you, you’re not mad at me right?”