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imagine your otp, hogwarts edition
- we’re both prefects and we broke up a food fight in the great hall, but it got messy and dungbombs were involved, and now we’re both disgusting and in immediate need of a bath, and it’s okay, we can both use the prefects’ bathroom at the same time, i promise i won’t look
- hi, you don’t know me, we’re from different houses, and i’m not exactly sure how to tell you this, but i think your cat is in love with my toad??
- you walked in on me practicing for datda in an empty classroom, and have now inadvertently discovered that my boggart takes the form of a butterfly, please stop laughing
- we’re partners for an essay project in history of magic and we need to get a book from the restricted section, but i’m not sure how the books are organized in this section, and you won’t stop trying to find weird sex books, like, no i don’t think they keep the wizard’s kama sutra in the restricted section, what is wrong with you?
- we’re partners in divination, and i’m reading your tea leaves, and i don’t know what i’m doing, so i just am guessing on images, but somehow every image i guess ends up having a romantic connotation, i swear i’m not doing this on purpose
- i am muggle born and/or know nothing about professional quidditch teams, but i heard through the grapevine that you’re really obsessed with the chudley cannons, and omg, did you know that’s my favorite team too?? (please don’t ask me questions about it)
- we’re both in gryffindor tower and everyone is asleep except us, but it’s thunderstorming and i never noticed how loud thunder is up in this tower, haha, i’m a little freaked out, would you mind if i just sat in your bed with you? just until it’s over? absolutely no homo?
- i am sorry i accidentally transfigured your goblet into a gigantic, venomous spider, at least madam pomfrey was able to bring down the swelling, and look, i brought you some chocolate frogs
- you know, i was joking when i suggested you jump into the lake and see if there really is a giant squid, and i’m still not sure why you needed to take your clothes off to do this
- how was i supposed to know you’d react to firewhiskey like that??
- i am headboy/headgirl, and i’ve been asked to give a presentation on safe sexual practices, and you will not stop asking me uncomfortable questions to embarrass me, please stop, i know you know the answer to that, we did it last night
- um, i don’t know you, but you are headed right towards the grounds, and i don’t have time to explain that i accidentally let all the blast-ended skrewts out of their cages, stop asking questions, you need to RUN
It would be a p r i v i l e g e to have my heart broken by you.
sometimes i remember i have a mira
❝ i forget that you’re a PREFECT sometimes. gryffindors are always too goody-goody for my liking. how about you just let this one SLIDE, viper? we ALL know i’ll get another one sooner or later. ❞
the slytherin likes to think she’s a BAD INFLUENCE on innocent elaena glenmore, but she knows this isn’t TRUE – a fire burned deep inside the other girl, and god forbid anyone try and QUENCH it.
Elaena knows Beshka is talking about Rodrik, & she can’t DENY her boyfriend is a bit of a goody two shoes. He had ALWAYS been like that -- the first time they met Rodrik had THREATENED to tell on her for ‘ breaking the rules ’ but he never followed through.
Beshka’s offer is tempting, Elaena would KILL to have a little fun before things got really busy with the school work that was bound to begin piling up, the pending quidditch season, & everything else that could happen.
“Perhaps we could stir up a bit of trouble for Snape? I heard he has an entire new stock of rare ingredients; wouldn’t it be a SHAME if they were all replaced with... sweets?”
Elaena had a fire burning brighter than most knew, perhaps she had
gotten so good at hiding it,that she had convinced herself she truly was
a prefect, that she was GOOD.
the girl merely SCOFFS, rolling her eyes and slumping into a chair across from asher. it was no SECRET that she’d only end up here again TOMORROW, due to her love for causing TROUBLE and her penchant for sticking around to watch the MAYHEM.
❝ i return to my DEN to see that the VIPER occupies it. don’t you and loverboy have ANYWHERE else to be? ❞
“The VIPER& the loverboy have taken permanent residence in your den, since we are, after all, prefects.”
She knows she’ll see Beshka here tomorrow, & perhaps she’ll be the one to give her friend the slip of parchment informing her she would be spending upwards of an hour in this room again tomorrow.
“& the basilisk RETURN to her den. Welcome to detention, Beshka.”
Elaena glances at Rodrik who seems to be LURKING
around his brother; ensuring he won’t ACT UP with Beshka
around. It isn’t until Asher makes a snide comment about
how peculiar it truly was for the Slytherin students to be
having detention with the Gryffindor’s ( & just how STRANGE it
was for Rodrik & Elaena were the ONLY TWO prefects in charge. )
dude forget teacher/student relationships what about a teacher/teacher relationship where muse a is a math teacher and muse b is the cute new art teacher and they sort of strike up a conversation the day before the first day of school like “haha, good like controlling these hormonal teenagers” and they become like awkward friends who always run in to each other in the teacher’s lounge or always go to each other’s rooms for extra copy paper even though they’re fucking across the school from each other and all the students ship it and lmao help
”six word story” - asherfxrrestor // fuck me up fam
memeaccepting ( 5ever )
Elaena had slipped into a hollow shell of herformer self. Her eyes no longer carried the sparkle that had once taken permanent residence there, her soft & sweet laughter no longer filled the halls of Ironrath, & she scarcely had a kind word to speak to anyone, noteven Lady Elissa who shared the same grief as she did.
The would be Forrester had begged ‘ Lord ’ Asher to allowher to remain at Ironrath – she wouldn’t be W A N T E Dback home, she wouldn’t be needed.
Was this the gods’ way of punishing her, for givingRodrik her maidenhood when she was to wed another? Surely the gods understood how much they had LOVED eachother?
Though wrapped up in her thoughts, Elaena was not oblivious toAsher’s entry. Her eyes never once left the floor as she SPAT thewords “My lord.” full of poison & pain.
She could deny the ENVY all she liked, but it wouldn’t fool anyone,she ENVIED Asher, with every inch of her soul. He was a l i v e, &it seemed she was slowly fading day by day. Perhaps she was notmeant to remain in this world without Arthur or Rodrik to be with her.
She frowns, her jaw locking in an expression of STUBBORNNESS. She spots the crown on her head & feels a flare of frustration, ignoring the sharp words coming from the other’s mouth.
“ Where’d ye’ get that? “
She knew already. She had been infuriated when that damnable man had stolen it from her.
True, he was irritating, but Rodrik had GROWN on her, & Elaena had kept the silly crown of flowers he had given her. She’d never admit it, but she was very f o n d of him & his gift.
“It’s mine.”
Things hadn’t been much different back home. There
was ALWAYS an argument about who truly owned what,
& it only got worse as the little girls grew older Elaena
can remember vividly the screaming matches she & Lottie
would get into over combs & brushes.
i am so glad you exist, even if you exist so far away from me
okay but, i'm not beshka's mother