it’s very oxymoronic——  they think it’s big, but that’s what makes it small, right?   i’m saying we make something small that’s actually really big!   [nowadays, she’s andy. with tonks for a latter name and a baby on the way. though, that’s news for a better, preferably cheerier, time. the wind picks up pace to pull her hair from its place; distressed waves harsh, breath airy and lips tugged into a volant smile as if about to chirp. andromeda’s wholly removed, vertebrae on spine ready to grow wings if a fig passed with too much noise, whether for better or for worse.]   you know christmas, right?   i was pondering,   plotting if you will,   how about something for that? something just for us. 

@neeblack    [ his head slowly turning to look at his beloved cousin, but his eyes seemed to withhold little understanding. his attention had originally been on the greenery surrounding them, a park somewhere near the outskirts of london and /far/ away from his own personal hell (grimmauld place, obviously). not that he could return there anyways, the scent of his scorched name on the family tree could reached him still ]    right…    and you suggest some sort of grand spectacle of a tradition for us to initiate? 

everyone’d like something new, good  — those of the sane kind, anyway —  but they just can’t seem to follow through.   it’s all very.. small——  you know what i mean?

@tainedtorn    do you?    do you  / really / ?    [ standing in the middle of muggle london, more precisely picadilly circus, he could see how the witch might be a bit… overwhelmed. hundreds, if not thousands, of people including locals and tourists were flowing in and out of the famous center. to anyone not used to the bustling crowds of the city, it could be a bit much ]    come now,   ciss,   i did not go through all the stress and planning of sneaking us out of grimmauld place just for you to chicken out.   she’s your skin and be a gryffindor for a day! 

*   pov him trying to get her out of her shell 

@frenchexcellence    yes indeed,    how very fortunate for me.    [ corners of his lips twist upwards, a look in his eyes that indicated he was in that mischievous mood he was so well known for. ]    just  / how /  did you manage such a thing?     call it a case of complete and innocent curiosity that will hopefully not kill a cat. 

@padfootings   ★   fortunately for you, dani doesn’t let me forget about that “incident”  [  a chuckle follows, the ginger’s words ringing in his head of how it might have been the biggest example proving his idiocy. it wasn’t one of his brightest moments but he was alive and well (after nearly losing an eye, which his mother wasn’t very happy about either). and yet still, he had no regrets about that.  ]  i’m listening..

@frenchexcellence    you know how you did that thing with the whomping willow… 

ah,   the usual,   you know.    i don’t think i have much to tell —     oh  !    wait,   i might have something        [ he turns his head to look at sirius ]     remember that bloke i told you about  ?      the one i fancied  ?

@bonnyravs    [ his eyes follow the ravenclaw as he laid down next to him, nodding ]    course i wouldn’t mind,    mate,    your company is always wanted and appreciated.    [ for once in his miserable life he was being sincere ]    what’ve you been up to,   ex?

[ ezra stares down at sirius for a while with an amused expression for a while.   his friend was rather special,   but ezra liked him like that.   shaking his head,   the prefect got down and lay down next to sirius ]         you wouldn’t mind some company,   would you   ? 

@silentwounds    the shoe fits up my ass—    [ he cut himself off with a laugh that echoed in the room, spinning before dropping on the couch next to her, a leg over her thighs ]    havent you heard my family’s moto?   SIEMPRE PURO!    perfection is in my bloooood    [ a hint of bitterness to his words which he hoped the dramatization covered ] 

@padfootings   ❥   if the shoe fits—- it fits, siri.  [  she rolled her eyes, he would fit in perfectly in the muggle world.  that is if telemundo was currently taking auditions.  ]  funny, i don’t see anything to be jealous of. the gods didn’t take enough time on you in my book.

@silentwounds    [ he blinked, astounded by her words ]     coño,   niña,    you really have a natural flair for making me sound like an absolute DICKHEAD.    [ tongue sticking out her before flipping his chin length curls ]     jealousy is a disease. 

@padfootings         there’s  too  many  clubs  in  hogwarts  for  me  to  keep  track  of,    [   rolling  his  eyes.   ]    must  be  nice,  he  gave  me  detention  just  a  week  ago.  and  to  be  honest?  i  have  no  idea  on  what  i  even  did.

@exchangeds    the slug club—   gee is there an echo in the room?    [ sarcasm in his tone as she began to sprinkle the dust into the cauldron, little bits at a time ]    oh no,    i don’t plan on joining the club.   i’ll let little reggy take all the praise on that one.   but it sure as hell is fun using it to my advantage.    slughorn hasn’t given me a detention in MONTHS. 

@padfootings           the slug club?    [   the  foreign  club  name  made  his  nose  scrunch,  perhaps  it  was  the  peculiarity  of  it  that  made  alev  offer  an  odd  look.  except  he  really  shouldn’t  be  surprised,  not  at  hogwarts.   ]     and  that’s  better  compared  to  getting  detention,  i  presume?

/    apologizing in advance LOL

@loupsgarous    oh merlin,   here we go.    [ all said in a low voice, sighing softly at himself for not having seen this coming. could’ve prevented this conversation and remus’ discomfort. he always wondered what it would take for his beloved boyfriend to take his sincerity as just that. if it were all just because of pity, sirius wouldn’t have stuck around this long. ]    alright then.    [ he abruptly stopped walking, a painfully forced grin on his lips (an attempt at not showing frustration but naturally failing). pulling the books away from his chest, he dropped them right onto remus’ hands. ]    there you are.   if you’re going to question and undermine every thing i do out of the genuine kindness and love in my heart,    then i’ll stop.   now,    i’m gonna go to class and i’m gonna go at my usual pace because we wouldn’t want you think i’m walking with you out of pity or whatever.    so,   see ya in class,    remus.    [ with a wink to depart, he spun on his heel and began walking (purposely quickly, he was feeling petty) to class. ] 

do  you?   [  turning  his  head  to  look  at  sirius  as  he  walked,  he  huffed  in  annoyance.  despite  madam  pomfrey’s  orders,  he  had  foregone  his  cane,  opting  to  limp  across  the  hallway  towards  transfiguration  ]   you  snatched  the  books  out  of  my  hands  the  second  you  saw  me,  lembo.   [  regardless  of  his  hip  protesting,  he  picked  up  his  speed,  refusing  to  be  late  to  transfiguration  and  be  stared  at  by  a  whole  classroom  of  their  peers  ]   i  do  not  need  help,  padfoot.  ‘m  perfectly  fine.  everyone  else  already  pities  me,  i  do  not  need  my  boyfriend  to  look  at  me  as  if  i  am  a  wounded  animal  too.

seriously,   sirius?   * a drawn out sigh,   trying to shake it off of her shoe with little to no success. *   what is the black goo supposed to do anyway?   aside from ruining perfectly crafted shoes.

FUNDS** NOT FINDS 

@demagie    if you’re worried about finds,    my tio alphy has left me a substantial inheritance and i am on a mission to share it with the world!    [ a statement against his mother. what could she do now that she disowned him? nothing and he knew that. ]    interesting…   are there any terms to this?   how long am i in your debt?    [ finger tapping his chin, an attempt to appear somewhat serious and live up to the name he was given ]    i was hoping you were snape.   he said something along the lines of me not understanding the complexities of some potion he was brewing.    [ he pointed at the black goo ]    not only have i proved him wrong but i was intending on using to against him.