“ honestly , i think i’m more surprised by the fact that the headmaster himself didn’t show up to the party . dumbledore is too smart to be outsmarted by some teens ,” maybe she’s meant to be speaking to herself , but she notices the other standing nearby . and here sybill thought she was feeling rough - “ maybe you ought to drink some water or you might regret it in the morning .”
“ oh , for merlin’s sake . ” it took all the willpower and strength in amaline’s being to keep her from letting out an uncharacteristic groan , the third time she’d politely asked the person in front of her to move being a bit too much for her patience to take . usually , she would have squished herself around to get to the table and refill her glass , but with one too many drinks in her system the slytherin chose to instead very gently grab them and shift them aside , eyes rolling at the very calm tone of her voice . " thank you . "
" y'know , i think the party should’ve been in the forbidden forest . more room , hidden places for people to shag , the danger hidin’ in the darkness . . . could’ve called it the forbidden party . " curls bounced as the girl nodded , her face perfectly serious as if she’d found the answers to all the questions in the universe — taking a sip of her drink before she continued . " it’s not like this is any safer . "
she stood near to the wall in one of the rooms of the tower, someone had charmed the ceiling to reveal the stars and she found herself staring at the beautiful charmwork, it was just like that of the great hall. it was something she’d begged her parents to do in her bedroom at home after her first year at hogwarts and now she had just one more year to enjoy the little things like this before she joined her sisters in the real world. someone intruded on her thoughts and she stifled a glare. “oh, it’s you.” the company could be worse she supposed.
“i absolutely did not see that –” eyes wide as her hands were up, – failing miserably at muffling her laughter, emmeline was very much attempting to slowly back away from the theatrics unfolding before her. “truly – i was looking for my drink and then i realized that i didn’t have a drink because it fell off the ledge, which really makes us question was this the best place to throw this —” chattering away, as a sheepish smile stretched her lips, “anyway –” she drawled as she found herself backed into the cobblestone wall.
arthur was big on celebrations, even the smallest ones were turned big in his eyes. with the upcoming leave from the castle, he wanted to make this celebration count, and he very well did with the sheer amount of dancing he was… attempting. he had maybe been going too hard as he realized he had hit something, or someone, and quickly stopped in his tracks. “ merlin ! are you okay ? probably need to take it easy on the fire whiskey, don’t i ? ” he ended with a hearty chuckle.
𝘖𝘗𝘌𝘕 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘙 / @petrificusstarter
Silas had always found parties fascinating in a way he could never really explain. He never cared about the type of that ended up at parties—and he hated the amount of people that always showed up to them. But somehow they were always interesting to him. There was a slight bit of chaos that he somehow managed to feed off of. After a year that had been an absolute struggle for him, Silas was ready to put school behind. Maybe that would help with the burnout feeling, give him a new feeling of purpose. Tonight was a celebration—and he wanted to have one more night of fun before everything got serious. “If you’ve come over here to ask me to dance, I’m afraid I haven’t had quite enough to drink.” The cup in his hand was nearly empty though. “Unless you’re just here for company.”
OPEN starter // @petrificusstarter
“What’re the odds someone gets into a fight tonight,” Regulus asks, eyes appearing mildly curious but Slytherin personality saying otherwise. Honestly, he was bored and he wanted to see something happen. What better way to finish off the term than with a little excitement? “I’m willing to make bets it’ll be a Gryffindor.”
@petrificusstarter
❝ you know you’re bound to fall , sticking your head out like that ? ❞ andromeda called over , barely even looking up from her glass as she took another sip . ❝ full credit to you , and i mean that — i really do , finding a new and creative way to give up the secret of this little shindig . but i think i speak for everyone when i say : we’d rather not have to scrape you up off the cobblestones and dispose of the evidence ❞
@petrificusstarter
❝ a galleon if you shove her down the stairs . go on ! dares yah ! ❞
“I… I didn’t say anything.” Fiadh shook her head, taking a step back from the other student. “I swear, it wasn’t me.”
“ no, babe – listen.. “ dolohov began, unable to stop the insolent smile from appearing on his face as he spoke. truth is, he didn’t particularly care for the subject he was currently arguing about. maybe he just wanted to get on the other’s nerves; it could be out of boredom or maybe he just wanted to hear himself talk. “ i’m not saying you’re wrong – oh, wait. yeah i am. “
the end of term excitement was endearing and familiar , and amaline wondered why it couldn’t also be contagious . she knew she couldn’t be the only one to find hogwarts a sanctuary — to find solace in the old stone walls , company in the ever busy portraits . sure , she’d never been a very big fan of living in the dungeons but alas , such was life . hogwarts brought her peace , and friendship , and most importantly time away from home . she shuddered to think of the summer ahead of her — amaline selwyn knew she was lucky , to anextent. she knew she’d always had anything she asked for , that her family loved her even if their way of showing it was stuffy and stiff . she had a beautiful home . she also had a future she didn’t want , obligations she hadn’t asked for , opinions that would get her into great trouble and a dangerous game to play that even she knew was a bad idea . . . she wanted the school year to last forever , instead of being dragged to lavish functions or merlin forbid , be forced to spend time with herbetrothed. teeth bit at her bottom lip nervously as she walked with deliberately slow , graceful steps down the corridor out of the classroom , planning on heading to the library until dinner . she should’ve been paying attention , and the least she could do now was revise what little notes she’d taken — she assumed it hardly mattered now after exams , but it kept her busy . the piece of parchment that fell gently to the floor caught her eye , instinct driving her to step forward to pick it up — a quick few steps leading it towards its owner . “ excuse me , you dropped this . "
“ the both of us can agree these past few days have been a load of bollocks , right ? at least charms has taught me one applicable thing already - i expect to see you there at the party .”
EVAN ROSIER WAS ALWAYS bustling with energy, it seemed - not today though. getting little to no sleep for a few days now had taken its toll on him. at last, he could feel what other people felt whenever they had to deal with his presence in the morning. it was the first time in quite some time that evan did not feel like a morning person.
he had found solace in an quiet, isolated place where most students would gather to study. that was a first, really – though he wasn’t studying after all, so the sight wouldn’t be that baffling. sprawled out on a chair, the slytherin held his sister’s letter in his hands, twirling with the paper, thinking. she started writing more and more with each month. the time was coming, evan thought. soon he’d be out of here.
it took him a while to notice that someone had been speaking to him all along. “ on a scale of one to ten – how much would you want to kill me if i told you i didn’t hear a word you said ? so.. i’m happy for you – or sorry that happened ? either way, i don’t really care. “
⁕ open ─ @petrificusstarter
✿ ───── amongst plenty of notions that whisked within, none perturbed her in essence moreover than discerning and disquieting herself o’er the matter that, in a flash, the school year will come to and end and familiar faces will vanish into thin air, bittersweet memory of them left to linger until her turn will come to leave in the same old-fashioned style. amidst haunting echoing dark halls in the similar manner of a century’s ghost, whilst accompanied by a tiny creature which had happened to be her dear new pet, with a deft motion of her nimble fingers, a petite frame halts before vaunted window and shifts upon the sill with a swift motion. the shadow encrypted on the floor was in fact a loaming plight, first instinct wielding her to grab the kitten and hold it close whilst dark orbs squint a little, at an unfortunate attempt to decipher who’s the person’s shadow she was staring at with a thumping heart ❛ if you’re intention’s to pry on me, at least come forward, i don’t bite … she might though … ❜
“ hell , at this bloody rate , i could be witness to just about any rule breaking and i’d probably just give ‘em a warning . what’s the point of giving anyone detention if it’s some minor rule breaking this close to the end of the year ?”
