“ perks of being the youngest, yeah? ” it was all too true, she was indeed - back in her thoughts. however, as the blonde continued to speak… she slowly slipped from her hazey state and found herself catching the question loud and clear. her answer was basically perfected as she nodded her head, offering the nurse-in-training a smile. “ yeah, just tired. ”

         ❛ i couldn’t relate. i’m actually the oldest of seven kids. and they’re all boys so i think my parents just decided to stop caring after i was born, honestly. at one point, i was stricter than my mom and i was only ten. ❜ the pretty blonde observes the girl’s worn features and though she knew it was more, she also decided it wasn’t her business, unless she wanted to tell her. don’t push, di warned herself. ❛ this may be out of my scope, but i’d prescribe one cup of coffee a day from this cafe. ❜ she scribbles the cafe’s name down before handing it to her.

“mm,” he hummed, one eyebrow raised as she returned his quip. he looks down to inspect the stitching, and then rolls down his sleeve, wincing as the fabric makes contact. “well,” …because then i’d have to report the accident and i can’t do that. “well, because i wanted to help a nurse in training get some practice.”

           ❛ does being a saint always comes this naturally or ... ? ❜ the blonde teases, reaching forward for his sleeve with a shake of her head. ❛ hang on, let me put a bandage on. it’ll keep it from irritation. christ, it’s like you’ve never gotten stitches before. ❜ a long pause; then, ❛ is this your first time getting stitches? ❜

honestly, mariana had been lost in her own thoughts to even realize that the nurse had finished and so she found herself blinking slightly before working up a slight smile. “ uh… thanks - if my mom saw that cut she’d go off. ”

                       ❛ oh man, don’t mention it. seriously, don’t mention it. if your mom’s gonna go off, i’d rather it not be on me, ❜ di jokes, a twinkle in those blue-green hues as she wraps the area in bandages. ❛ ah, there. i’m no expert, but i think you’ll live. ❜ once more, the other is too lost in thought to respond, prompting a direct inquiry this time. ❛ are you alright? ❜ 

“well, that’s why you shouldn’t ask questions. i appreciate the patch up, but it’s no big deal. thirteen is less than twenty.” a true fact, yes, but pointless. mason often threw non-sequiturs into conversation to muddy the waters and distract people from the main point. 

                   ❛ that’s true, but it’s also more than ten. ❜ ah, so perhaps she’s caught on to his game and even learns to play it herself. the blonde carefully tucks her tools away before inspecting her handiwork once more for peace of mind. ❛ i appreciate the practice, but why not go to the actual nurse with a cut this serious? ❜

                ❛ you should probably not move so much. i just put thirteen stitches on you and honestly, i’m not sure how it could come to this. ❜

“I’m a hard book to read, like Archaic Latin to those who aren’t acquainted with the language.” He shrugged before making his way inside the room, a faint smile in place. “I will be as quiet as a mouse. Although here’s to hoping a prefect won’t come barging in before I get to find thebook… in this ocean of books.”

              ❝ oi,  trust me, prefects make mistakes, too, ❞ she smirked,                speaking  from  ( a lot ) of experience. ❝ anyway, what made                you wait so long to start ?? ❞

“Didn’t know Christmas cards were so important.” He sighed, “A bit of attention would’ve been delightful.”

          loud sighing. ── then, ❝ okay, you have             my attention now, i promise you. ❞ 

Gideon, mid-sip of course, nearly spit out what bit of drink was in his mouth. Quickly recovering, he quipped back, “You’re going to have to buy me another drink first, I don’t just put out for any dashing young man or woman who comes my way.”

                ❝ ugh, you are such hard work, ❞ allie feigned frustration                  with  a  roll  of  her  amber eyes, laughing soon after as she                  handed him a napkin.  then, she flagged the waitress down,                 anyway,  because  she  needed  another mug of butterbeer.                 ❝ seriously,  gid,  what are we gonna do ?? we can totally                  use the whole  sex  thing as a back-up plan, but we are two              gorgeous  and  young  wizards and yet we can’t come up                  with something to preoccupy us ?? ❞

“Oh me and Jack go way back, it’s a love hate relationship.” He replied, before shaking his head and motioning to his pumpkin juice. “Pumpkin juice with a shot of expresso and vodka. It tastes like shit but it works.” 

                  as he explains the concoction, she makes a face.                 ❝ that sounds like the devil’s cocktail ── any                    chance you can make another cup? ❞

“I need,” she sighed before collapsing on the girl’s bed. “I need boy advice. Don’t laugh. No laughing at all. Like zero. Just – How does one tell a guy you thought you were pregnant and you’re not?”

“They look like ass kicking boots, so I approve”

                              ❝ ah, good boy, ❞ allie joked, leaning over to unlace                                     them. ❝ as a matter-of-fact, they do make me want to                                     kick some arse. but that’s heavily frowned upon without                                     good cause and i do happen to be a prefect so i should                                     probably drink some tea and calm down, yeah? ❞

                    one of the curses of staying at hogwarts for holidays                     was trying to find something to do. she’d suggested                      grabbing a mug of hot butterbeer in  the  village,  but                     the  rest  of  the day  didn’t  come so  easily to  them.                   ❝ ── i s’pose sex is out of the question, yeah? ❞

@catchloveisakeeper

                      someone’s in her room. slowly, she opened                              her eyes into a pair of blue ones. ❝ ━━━━━ ‘m                        flattered, but you should really buy me a drink                              first, ❞ she murmured jokingly, rolling so she was                              completely facing the other. ❝ only teasing, love; go                       on ━━━ what’s wrong? ❞

@pierce--wolfhart

               ❝ oi, wolfhart, what d’you think of these?                         just a little gift from myself to myself. ❞