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Valley Twins Incorrect Quotes
Percival: Idris...why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?
Idris: Your text told me to satanize the Room before you returned.
Percival:
Percival: I said sanitize, Idris
Percival: You mean you don't get gay thoughts when you look at Garreth?
Idris:
Idris: You do?
Percival: Crushes are the worst.
Garreth: Yeah, whenever I'm near someone I have a crush on I start acting stupid.
Percival: You always act stupid.
Garreth: Yeah, don't think about that too much.
Sebastian: Okay I'm sick of this, everyone raise your hand up if you're single
Amit: *Puts his hand up*
Idris: *Puts Amit’s hand down*
Garreth: My favorite thing is saying some incredibly stupid shit and watching Percival speedrun the five stages of grief as he realizes with horror that he still wants to marry me.
Natty: Who’s turn is it to give the pep talk?
Ominis, sighing: Idris
Idris: Fuck shit up out there and don’t die.
Garreth, wiping a fake tear from his eye: Inspirational
Percival: Damn I forgot how much I loved wearing tank tops
Garreth: You have freckles on your SHOULDERS?!
Percival: Yeah, I guess?
Garreth: Haha sorry let me just-
Garreth: *Lays face down on the floor*
Garreth: What's the stupidest thing you've ever done?
Percival: You, probably
Garreth: D:
Poppy: Idris can't be good at everything. Maybe they’re a bad kisser
Amit: No they’re good at that too
Poppy: What?
Amit: What?
Percival, walking into the Room of Requirement: Is something burning?
Garreth, leaning seductively against a table: Just my love for you.
Percival: Garreth your cauldron is on fire
Poppy: Have you ever been in love?
Percival, writing Garreth’s name over and over again in tiny hearts on the inside of his notebook: No.
Garreth: I slipped a little note in your bag to tell you how much I love you :)
Percival, opening his bag: This is a 10 page letter
Ominis: You think you're funny.
Idris: I think I'm adorable :)
Valley Twins Incorrect Quotes
Percival: Idris...why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?
Idris: Your text told me to satanize the Room before you returned.
Percival:
Percival: I said sanitize, Idris
Percival: You mean you don't get gay thoughts when you look at Garreth?
Idris:
Idris: You do?
Percival: Crushes are the worst.
Garreth: Yeah, whenever I'm near someone I have a crush on I start acting stupid.
Percival: You always act stupid.
Garreth: Yeah, don't think about that too much.
Sebastian: Okay I'm sick of this, everyone raise your hand up if you're single
Amit: *Puts his hand up*
Idris: *Puts Amit’s hand down*
Garreth: My favorite thing is saying some incredibly stupid shit and watching Percival speedrun the five stages of grief as he realizes with horror that he still wants to marry me.
Natty: Who’s turn is it to give the pep talk?
Ominis, sighing: Idris
Idris: Fuck shit up out there and don’t die.
Garreth, wiping a fake tear from his eye: Inspirational
Percival: Damn I forgot how much I loved wearing tank tops
Garreth: You have freckles on your SHOULDERS?!
Percival: Yeah, I guess?
Garreth: Haha sorry let me just-
Garreth: *Lays face down on the floor*
Garreth: What's the stupidest thing you've ever done?
Percival: You, probably
Garreth: D:
Poppy: Idris can't be good at everything. Maybe they’re a bad kisser
Amit: No they’re good at that too
Poppy: What?
Amit: What?
Percival, walking into the Room of Requirement: Is something burning?
Garreth, leaning seductively against a table: Just my love for you.
Percival: Garreth your cauldron is on fire
Poppy: Have you ever been in love?
Percival, writing Garreth’s name over and over again in tiny hearts on the inside of his notebook: No.
Garreth: I slipped a little note in your bag to tell you how much I love you :)
Percival, opening his bag: This is a 10 page letter
Ominis: You think you're funny.
Idris: I think I'm adorable :)
Amit and Idris work so well because Idris needs to be talked through, in detail, everything ever and Amit needs to info dump at least once a day or he'll die
My Ships As Taylor Swift Albums
Idris Valley x Amit Thakkar
A Mourning Warning - The Valley Twins
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND EVERYONE IN BETWEEN AND OUTSIDE, IT HAS BEGUN
I have finally started posting a multi-chapter long fic of Percival and Idris and their story. I am so goddamn excited y'all.
Read it on Wattpad
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Idrit Relationship Chart
All I Wanted
Word Count: 1k
Idris Valley x Amit Thakkar
Prompt: "Squeezing their hand reassuringly and holding their hand throughout an intense social situation (eg. a large school reunion which the more introverted person is dreading)"
Prompt from @heyitszev
Idris could hardly believe that halfway through the term Hogwarts could still surprise them. The decorations in the Great Hall for the Yule Ball were, well, enchanting. The fake (or maybe even real) snow dusting the fireplaces and falling from the ceiling with it’s perfect display of stars. The candles only added to the atmosphere, the warm light helping to contrast the cooler blues and whites.
Of course, nothing there was more beautiful than the boy next to them. When Idris turned to face him they expected to see him watching the dancing or marvelling at the decorations. But instead Amit’s gaze was darting around the room rapidly. The tension in his shoulders had him standing straighter than Idris had ever seen him. He was wringing his hands like he was trying twist them off at the wrist.
“Are you okay?” Idris leaned over to whisper to him. Amit nearly jumped out of his skin but quickly tried (and failed) to compose himself.
“Of course,” Amit nodded five times in quick succession. “Do you, um, do you want to dance?”
“What are you nervous about?” Idris asked instead because really, they weren’t oblivious.
“I’m not nervous,” Amit said. Seeing as how he was still wringing his hands and his denial was barely a mumble, Idris didn’t believe him at all. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere else, which they tried really hard not to take personally.
“If you don’t want to be here you can go,” Idris told him, trying to pretend they were totally okay with that. That wasn’t right. They were okay with it, really. They’d just been looking forward to this, their first official date, for weeks and now it was here and Amit looked absolutely miserable. But if he didn’t want to be at the ball they weren’t going to force him to stay, that would be awful.
“No!” Amit protested immediately and grabbed onto Idris’ sleeve like he was scared they were going to walk away and leave him there. “I want to be here with you. There’s simply more going on than I expected. I’ll be okay in time, I’m sure.”
Oh, oh okay. Idris got it now. They couldn’t resist chuckling at themself and their panic for a moment because were they really worried that the boy who stormed up to them in the middle of the hallway and pulled them into a kiss by their lapels didn’t want to go on a date with them?
Idris gently took Amit’s hand from their sleeve but only so they could hold it in their own. They squeezed Amit’s hand, letting him know it was okay to do and immediately Amit’s grip tightened.
“It’s okay, Amit,” Idris promised. “Come here, I have an idea.”
Idris pulled Amit along, never once letting go of his hand as they navigated the crowd for him. They let him use their hand as his anchor point. Slowly, even with the crowds, Amit’s grip loosened until they were just another couple holding hands, just in time to slip out the side door and into the gardens on the grounds.
“What are we doing out here?” Amit wondered.
“Attending the Ball of course,” Idris answered as they casted a quick warming charm on both their clothes. They could still hear the music from outside, but now it was muffle and nowhere near as all-encompassing. The stars glittering above their heads now were real, no suffocating feeling of a stone ceiling. It was just the two of them among the snow and starlight.
“But the Ball is inside?” Amit pointed out.
“And we are outside,” Idris said. They pulled Amit closer and squeezed his hand, immediately getting a squeeze back in response. “We can hear the music, we’ve even got the snow, space to dance, the exact same sky as on the ceiling, enough light to see. That’s a ball in my book.”
“But you’ve been so excited about the Ball,” Amit protested. “And I really did want to experience that with you.”
Idris squeezed Amit’s hand once more.
“The Ball is pretty and maybe one day we can go and it’ll be easier,” Idris said. They pulled Amit even closer so they could wrap their freen hand around his waist, a touch that immediately helped him relax further. “But it wasn’t the Ball I was excited about. All I wanted was to spend my evening with you. Who needs candlelight when you have starlight, anyway?”
“Are you sure you’re okay with being out here?” Amit confirmed.
“Yes, Starlight, I am,” Idris replied, a smile on their face already in anticipation of Amit’s reaction. Just as they’d expected Amit’s eyes immediately widened and he tried to hide his face in Idri’s shoulder, which just gave them an idea.
“Besides it was so crowded out there I couldn’t appreciate how beautiful you look,” They grinned for just a moment before lifting theirs and Amit’s hand above their heads and twirling him around. While it was bliss to watch Amit, what really mattered was the laugh that finally bubbled out of his chest. “Much better.”
"You're incorrigible," Amit said. Idris pulled Amit back into them and Amit was caught off guard that he grabbed for them and ended up holding onto their upper arms. Idris happily put his hands on Amit's hips, not minding at all.
"Absolutely," Idris replied, eyes fixed on Amit's lips which were now only centimeters away.
They'd kissed plenty of times in the last few weeks, but something about this felt different from a quick hello or burst of affection. Like the snowflakes dancing around them it was beautiful and special but so easy to lose and so easy to fall apart.
"Now you look nervous," Amit teased.
"Alright you know what," Idris laughed.
Idris pulled Amit in by his hips so their chests were pressed together as their lips fell together too. As it turned out the warming charm wasn't even necessary. The warmth flooding Idris' body from Amit's hands and lips and heartbeat against their own was more than enough to fend off the cold. When they pulled away their hands found each other again, squeezing the others' fingers as they basked in the peace the other brought. That was all they needed.
we love good old brothers-in-law bonding
Amit and Idris 39 and 17
Idrit - Idris x Amit
They kind of do a combination of both, along with a LOT of travelling. Both have to travel pretty often for work but they almost always go together. When home though, Idris is the one to stay home because they work out of their home, while Amit is more likely to be at some research lab somewhere.
Idris, one hundred percent, and they will fight anyone for the prize. Except Amit, they'll give him the prize as a grand romantic gesture because it makes him laugh and to Idris that's a better prize :)
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I'd like to know 2,3 and 19 for Percival x Garreth and Idris x Amit! 😁
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Perceth - Percival x Garreth
It's pretty equal, but Percival tends to err towards little spoon while Garreth errs toward big spoon. But sometimes Percival's need to take care of people wins out, or on nights where he's particularly anxious about something happening to Garreth
Percival loves to cuddle anyway but he's also forced to cuddle as close to Garreth as humanly possible because otherwise he will freeze to death. Garreth Weasley is the biggest blanket hog of the 19th century and you can quote me on that
They both do it but Garreth does it more. It started as teasing that Percival would retaliate on a few times. Then it turned disgustingly sweet and they get teased for it all the time. Garreth has so many nicknames for Percy
Idrit - Idris x Amit
Heavily Idris as the big spoon, but there have been a few nights when Idris particularly needed to be held where they'd switch
These two physically cannot sleep if they aren't touching in some way, the more the better. Neither of them ever has the opportunity to hog the blankets lmao
Idris. Holy shit. There are times where Amit wonders if Idris forgot his name. They use pet names like they're another language
Sometimes a family is you, your necromancer/dark-mage-adjacent twin, your redhead almost boyfriend, your twin's boyfriend/your roommate, your twin's situationship, the girl you saved a dragon with, your almost boyfriend's aunt, your ex police officer teacher, your twin's best friend, and your twin's situationship's sister
A Bouquet of New Beginnings Chapter 8: "Royal Fern"
Flower Language: Fascination
[AO3]
Summary: Artemis continues with her first week of school, and does reconnaissance on a certain library.
Excerpt below the cut (the full chapter can be read through AO3 Link above):
Poppy was, by all impressions, pleasant and quiet. The latter she could relate, so she gathered every ounce of social ability and made to start a conversation, or at the very least, ask if the seat next to her was available. That was the intent, most definitely. Until the brown ball of something in Poppy’s arms, with giant, round, brown eyes jetted out a long, whip-like tongue.
Right at Artemis.
She dodged instinctively with a quick neck tilt; it cracked gloriously loud. Loud enough Poppy turned toward her and gasped.
“Oh! So sorry, Gerald’s a bit excited and, um, are you alright?”
“Yes, yes I’m fine,” mustered Artemis as she looked down at the ball of fur. “Is the seat available?”
“Oh, of course!” Poppy exclaimed, seemingly surprised. “I’m Poppy. Poppy Sweeting.”
“Artemis Loreley, pleasure to meet you.”
“Likewise. Oh, this is Gerald. He’s a puffskein. I think he likes you.”
Artemis and Gerald the Puffskein locked eyes before he let out some sort of croon. She supposed he was cute enough, previous transgression of tongue lashing forgiven as her fingers tickled his – assumedly- chin.
“He seems very nice.”
A Bouquet of New Beginnings Chapter 18: Zephyr Lily
Floriography: Sincerity/Will you help me?
Summary: The date for the Asclepius Record is set, Sebastian invites her to Feldcroft that weekend, and a bit of lightning collection with one Garreth Weasley.
[AO3]
Excerpt of the chapter is under the cut below, full chapter can be read through link above!
Professor Sharp lifted an eyebrow as his quill stopped abruptly. “Miss Loreley, could you repeat that?”
Her thumb pressed into her scarred palm.
“I would like to borrow two warded collection jars, as well as receive your written approval, to harvest arcane lightning during this Friday’s storm,” repeated Artemis calmly.
The sound of cauldron metal being scrubbed ceased.
“Merlin’s left tit.”
“Language, Mr. Weasley,” scolded Professor Sharp as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Atop his desk were two harvested gargantuan venomous tentacula leaves – a show of good faith and proof – and the original Sticky Solution potion with an attached report. The windows behind him were pitch black with the late office hours, and only herself, the professor, and Garreth were there.
The scrubbing started back up at a snail-like pace.
The older man gave a deep, tired sigh before he stood and gestured for her to follow. The moment they entered his office, the door shut and tightly locked.
“And just how were you going to collect this?”
“The Astronomy Tower rooftop, sir,” said Artemis as she pulled out her written proposal. “The latent magic around and within Hogwarts would theoretically provide enough to imbue the falling lightning with enough arcane energy. And with a well-placed lightning conductor and coordinating the warded collection jars into the points drawn in the sketch, the lightning could be contained and gathered with minimal risk.”
“And why do you require arcane lightning? It’s not in any year’s curriculum.”
“Arcane lightning would triple the harvest of Professor Garlick’s greenhouses, which directly impact both your potions ingredient stock as well as for the Hospital Wing. Additionally, arcane lightning would greatly enhance the anti-paralyser potions within the apothecary, and gathering extras would allow experimentation for other possibilities. Mr. Pippin doesn’t carry any, the prices are astronomical, and since it is beyond the standard lightning material, unable to order through the school. I would like to be a bit more… resourceful, sir.”
Professor Sharp lifted an eyebrow. “You do realise there is the very real possibility of electrocution?”
“Safety precautions are outlined on the next page,” continued Artemis as Professor Sharp flipped the proposal. “The tower’s infrastructure has protection runes etched in to prevent storm damage, and the warded collection jars would cease to collect at capacity. A safe distance will be maintained on the nearest platform, as well as don the gear as stated.”
Another long silence followed. Artemis patiently waited for Professor Sharp’s verdict. Of course, it could potentially not storm, but she wanted to be prepared regardless. She’d already gotten a few warded jars for the Hospital Wing and her own stock from the Room, but with the professor’s permission, it would add legitimacy for staying up past curfew if necessary.
The dull throb continued from her palm through her arm.
“Your material is well-prepared,” started Professor Sharp slowly as he flipped through the proposal once more. “The two jars that you are requesting from me would be for the classroom?”
“They would be for however you deem fit, Professor.”
“I see. Though with electrocution risk, I cannot sign off without at least another person –”
“–I’d like to recruit Garreth,” interrupted Artemis. Professor Sharp lifted an eyebrow. “He is the most knowledgeable at both real knowledge and application for ingredients in our year.”
“You trust Mr. Weasley to assist you with this?”
“Yes.”
“He’s serving detention for exploding his seventh cauldron and nearly destroying a classroom in fire as we speak,” pointed out Professor Sharp.
“I understand, sir, but I trust him,” insisted Artemis. This time, she didn’t shy away from Professor Sharp’s gaze.
Another few moments passed before Professor Sharp let out a sigh. “Call in Mr. Weasley please.”
Artemis blinked twice before she smiled, and gently opened the door.
“Garreth,” called out Artemis as she beckoned him.
Garreth whipped around from the cauldron that he’d been scrubbing. His cheeks appeared pink under the lamp light as he joined them in the office.
“Mr. Weasley, your detention this Friday has been changed.”
“Professor?” Garreth asked, tilting his head.
“You’ll accompany Miss Loreley this Friday, and will adhere to her every instruction. Miss Loreley, I will have the requested jars here Friday. Once the task has been completed, both of you are to report back to me without delay. Is that clear?”
“Yes, sir,” answered Artemis and Garreth.
“Mr. Weasley, you can return to your detention.”
“Yes, sir,” said Garreth.
Garreth’s gleaming peridot eyes met hers before he left the office. She shut the door once more and looked back at Professor Sharp.
“Was there something else, Miss Loreley?”
“Yes, sir. Um – with your latest extra assignment –”
“– the Sticky Solution, yes. It seems you have done a perfect brew; I shall be reviewing the report later.”
“Yes, well… I, would also like to submit this one, sir,” said Artemis as she pulled out her second vial. This one, unlike the coral liquid, was a deep magenta.
Professor Sharp picked up the vial. “This doesn’t look the correct colour.”
“I modified the recipe.”
“Modified it? How so?”
“When testing the Sticky Solution on moving dummies,” started Artemis, carefully hiding the field test on poachers, “I noticed the Solution only envelopes a limited scope, and if it doesn’t land just right would fizzle away. And Diffindo’d easily. This one is modified so it can’t be diffindo’d, and would expand to an extent if the dummy moves.”
Professor Sharp’s eyes widened.
“And what did you modify?”
Artemis held out the copy of the modified recipe. “I adjusted the ratios for the waters, decreased the tree sap and added Devil’s Snare essence.”
“Devil’s Snare…” Professor Sharp repeated as he accepted the copy.
“Yes, sir,” continued Artemis as Professor Sharp started to read through the paper. “Devil’s Snare’s resistant to Diffindo, and with the Devil’s Snare properties, even a few drops land would be enough to stretch to two limbs if the person moves. It’s shrinks down to the original amount with a Bluebell Flame charm.”
“Hmm… interesting. I will review this and will get back to you. For now, focus on your proposed arcane lightning collection. You’re free to go; let Mr. Weasley know his detention for tonight is done.”
Artemis nodded as she left the professor’s office.
“Garreth, Professor Sharp said you’re free to go.”
Garreth sighed in relief. “Oh thank Merlin. Hold up, I’ll walk to you Slytherin.”
“I- alright, sure,” agreed Artemis as she waited. If she had to be honest, she’d never seen the redhead move as fast as he did now putting away the dirty rags.
“Sorry about that,” said Artemis apologetically toward Garreth as they headed into the dungeon hall. The redhead whipped his head toward her, his peridot eyes widened.
“Sorry? Whatever for?”
She shrugged. “I didn’t exactly ask you beforehand if –”
“– Merlin, Snow, do you think I would be upset about gathering arcane lightning?” Garreth rolled his eyes as a grin spread across his face. “That’s got to be the best trade-off! I should be thanking you!”
Artemis blinked twice. “Were you listening at the door?”
“No,” said Garreth too quickly.
Artemis chuckled as she rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “No need for thanks. I would feel better if I had a friend helping me with this, so I’m glad you’re taking it in stride.”
Garreth, if possible, beamed more. “Come on, you need to tell me your secret.”
“What secret?” Artemis asked.
He gesticulated wildly. “How you convinced Sharp to just, agree!”
“Well,” started Artemis as they rounded a corner. “I asked, and gave him a proposal.”
“On actual parchment?”
“Yes, Garreth, on actual parchment. If he’s presented with enough evidence, Professor Sharp’s not going to refuse anything outright.”
“He refused to let me experiment,” grumbled Garreth.
“That’s because you do those ones during class,” tutted Artemis gently. “He’s never really stopped you from experimenting when you come into his office hours, right?”
“I suppose so.”
“Right. I presented that it would be beneficial to harvest the arcane lightning if we could, and that there are steps taken to mitigate the risk of being electrocuted.”
Garreth laughed brightly as his red waves bounced with each step. “Ah. By the way, what are those steps?”
“Staying a safe distance away, doing the prior setup as per diagram, there’s already runes in place so that’s taken care of, the Faraday's cage –”
“– Fara what?”
“Faraday's cage,” repeated Artemis as they stopped in front of the blank wall. “I’ll explain Friday. Thank you for walking me back.”
“Anytime! I won’t let you down, I promise,” declared Garreth brightly. “Good night and don’t let the bed bugs bite!”
“There aren’t any bed bugs…” said Artemis before she gave a fond smile. “But, thank you. Sleep well.”
Garreth nodded, and almost had a skip to his step as he bounded away.
She whispered toward the wall. “Zephyranthes.”
The door shut with a loud thump behind her, and she took her leisurely time to appreciate the descent of the spiral staircase, the serene waterfall, and the soft piano.
She wondered if the Room would conjure a piano, like it did for the warded collection jars or the Healing training mannequins. Her fingers missed the ivories.
Her eyes caught Ominis leaned against the windowed alcove, and Sebastian across from him. As she walked closer, her ears picked up snippets of their conversation.
“Come on, Anne would be over the moon to see you.”
Ominis sighed heavily. “I already told you, I – oh, hello Artemis.”
Sebastian whipped his head toward her, his eyes widened briefly before they relaxed.
“Hello. Any mermaids?” Artemis asked curiously.
“Not today,” chuckled Ominis as he gently shook his head. His eyes matched the blue-green of the Black Lake beyond the window, and the Common Room light danced along the lens. They looked like jewelled marbles or sea glass.
“Leave it to Ominis to sense you. Where’ve you been?”
“Professor Sharp’s office hours.”
Sebastian lifted an eyebrow. “Again? Why you want to voluntarily spend more time in Sharp’s presence is beyond me.”
“He’s really amenable.”
Sebastian pointedly looked at her like she grew a second head. Ominis chuckled quietly as he tilted his head toward the window.
“Anyways, perfect timing,” started Sebastian again as he flapped a piece of paper. “Had to settle for just a day trip, but finally got Ronan to sign off. Not to mention Anne convinced my uncle. You available to come to Feldcroft with me Saturday? Meet Anne?”
“Of course,” answered Artemis without hesitation.
The brunet’s warm chocolate eyes brightened at the quick and smooth response.
“Will you be going as well, Ominis?” Artemis asked.
Ominis shook his head disappointedly. “No, unfortunately I’ve got a… meeting I can’t reschedule.”
Artemis’ eyes flitted to Sebastian’s as the latter shook his head minutely. Right, leave it alone.
“Library tonight, Artie?”
Artemis nodded as Ominis gave a disapproving hum.
“You two with your library outings. Don’t you have enough detention to last you until the end of the month, Sebastian?”
“Damned Peeves,” grumbled Sebastian as he turned toward her with puppy-dog eyes. “It’s always when you aren’t with me that I get caught. Can’t you come more often?”
“Perhaps when I catch up to everyone,” apologised Artemis with a small smile.
Both boys’ expressions turned to a degree of pity, which she shrugged off. Instead, she turned toward Ominis. “Would you like to come with us tonight?”
The blond’s eyes widened even has his head tilted minutely toward her. Sebastian briefly had an unreadable expression flit before he eased into a smile. Then proceeded to throw his arm around Ominis’ shoulder.
“Yeah Ominis, come with us. Sneak around the halls, get into places that we shouldn’t be. Maybe Artie could even sneak out a late-night cauldron cake.”
Ominis grumbled a moment with his arms crossed, but the corners of his lips were upturned.
“I suppose I’d like to witness this famed lockpicking.”
“Fantastic! I’m going to grab the books to put back. You know, a legitimate reason to go in,” exclaimed Sebastian before he nearly skipped his way up toward the boys’ dormitory.
“Ominis?” Artemis started as she kept her gaze forward.
“Yes?”
“Is there anything I could do to help? About the meeting or, anything else.” She got the distinct impression that this meeting was not something Ominis was looking forward to.
In her periphery, she caught Ominis tilt his head toward her as his eyes widened. He breathed in deeply before he sighed heavy, and his dark blond locks shook gently as he shook his head.
“No…no. Though I do appreciate the thought. Actually,” paused Ominis, “try and make sure Sebastian doesn’t do anything ridiculous Saturday.”
Artemis blinked twice. “Like when he accidentally ran into the grate during Crossed Wands?”
Nerida had a right laugh even when she was on the opponent side; Sebastian and Artemis still were victorious.
Ominis huffed a soft laugh. “He seemed to appreciate you healing up his bruise.”
“I’d be a poor duelling partner if I didn’t,” chuckled Artemis.
Ominis nodded, then his tone became sombre. “Anne’s been through a lot, and though Sebastian’s well-intentioned... Well. You hopefully won’t see it but, he and Mr. Sallow… clash. I heard it got worse this past summer.”
Artemis bit her inner cheek. “I’ll do my best,” settled Artemis genuinely. “What’s Anne like?”
“Why’re you asking me? You’ll meet her this weekend.”
“I like to know your opinions.”
“Ha! Be careful what you wish for. Hmm… well. She’s my best friend along with Sebastian. Less bull-headed but… I daresay much more impulsive, which is saying something, considering. I – I miss her,” said Ominis, his voice fond even as his volume slowly dropped.
“I hope she gets better soon,” whispered Artemis.
“I… me too.”
Artemis looked up at that; she wondered what he had hesitated in saying. A comfortable silence befell between them as the piano continued its nocturne.
“Artemis?”
“Yes?”
“Why do you go to the library?”
Artemis looked up toward Ominis once more. His unseeing eyes were kept toward the boy’s dormitory entrance. She gently leaned against the same alcove as Ominis; he didn’t move.
“I’m worried,” said Artemis honestly.
“Worried?”
“Mm.” A dull pain went through her left arm as she pressed her thumb pad into her scar. “I’m worried he’ll whittle himself to the bone.”
When she went with Sebastian, they snatched up Healing texts. They’d sit by the Common Room fire as they bounced off ideas of potential Dark causes and past Healing examples that seemed vaguely promising. Those nights they came back quickly and talked until one in the morning. She didn’t know when Sebastian returned the nights she was busy with her other projects, but she knew he made it a mission to attempt at least four nights a week. It didn’t matter that Leto agreed to the check-up; Sebastian continued his own research.
She was worried history would repeat itself.
Ominis’ smooth voice cut through her thoughts. “When is Healer Gavin visiting?”
“As soon as Anne gives her consent, he’ll let us know,” answered Artemis.
A brief silence passed between them as Sebastian’s signature brown tousle emerged. She heard Ominis quietly sigh.
“Me too.”
“Hm?”
“I’m worried, too.”
A Bouquet of New Beginnings: Chapter 27 "Poinsettia"
Summary: Little things before winter break
Floriography: Merriment
Full Chapter: [AO3]//5.2k words
Excerpt below:
“Ready, Richard?”
“I’m always ready but, why by broom?”
Artemis mounted her Moon Trimmer. “Can ghosts go through floo flames?”
Richard lifted a finger with his mouth open as if to retort, then shrugged.
“Fair point. Alright, lead the way.”
“Libro.”
Sensory Balancing Charm in place, she kicked off the top of the Astronomy Tower with Richard in tow. The clouds had cleared to reveal a beautiful, starry winter sky, and her breath puffed white smoke as the wind bit her skin. The borrowed gloves clung to the broom handle as the thick, borrowed cloak billowed. There now lay a thick layer of fresh, white snow over the usual ground canopied in the dark green pine.
“Not that I’m ungrateful but, why are we going to do my funeral at two in the morning?”
Richard seemed to have no issue keeping up – that’s one less worry at least.
“Well. You said you preferred to do it at night when everyone was asleep ‘just like the good old days’, and I’d like to do this before winter holidays. Plus, I thought you could also help me with gathering some first snow.”
“Um. I feel honoured that you think me so alive but slight problem?” Richard passed his hand through her broom. “Not solid. Bit of a problem trying to pick things up.”
Artemis shook her head with a smile. Her borrowed scarf kept the sharpest edges of the winter wind at bay.
“I just wanted your company, Richard.”
“Oh!” Richard beamed. “Well why didn’t you just say so! Allons-y!”
At least it seemed like he picked up some French.
A character sheet I did for my MC Winter Blackstone! Winter is definitely a knowledge-thirsty girl, her drive to study and her curiosity is strong especially since she discovered that she can do magic.
She loves cooking and learning languages, and that kinda translates to her finding potions and ancient runes very fascinating, and having a huge interest in potions and the possibilities means that Garreth gets a supporter in his creative shenanigans (much to Sebastian’s displeasure). She would insist Ominis to repeat her phrases in Parseltongue and would try to figure out its syntax.
Imagine Winter asking Amit to teach her Gobbledegook though, and this would happen way before the hilarious display of Amit attempting to speak it to Lodgok.
I will draw her with the other HL characters ~~hopefully~~ very soon!
I’M BACK!
Gosh, sorry I’ve been gone for so long. I’ve been in a bad headspace the past month, but now I’ve dragged myself out of the hellhole. Will be replying to your mentions and then posting this abandoned WIP I’ve been working on veery soon. I’m 98% done with it!
In the meantime enjoy this WIP of eye screenshots 😋
Sneaking friends into the Room of Requirement 👀 Guess what each of them are saying/thinking?
✨🎃Hogtober Day 14 : Animagus🎃✨
Version with names :
I just saw that I forgot Professors Onai and Garlick... 😑
Well…let's just say that Garlick would probably be a stick insect hiding somewhere, and it's Onai who takes the photo 😅
✩HL FRIENDS-GROUP DYNAMICS✩
a headcanon
✩Garreth✩
calls himself misunderstood genius
lots of "your aunt..." jokes threw at him
especially from Sebastian
when it comes to trying new potions of his making he wants Ominis and Sebastian to drink it first
" they're Slytherins after all, right? ;)"
has this gryffindor pride in him, especially when it comes to Onai doing something cool
✩Natsai✩
nice to everyone
is mom of the group
likes to hold hands and talk about friendship
in constant fight with Sebastian as to who is bolder, but neither of them will admit it
is the one that can tame Garreth (when needed)
✩Amit✩
always up for some nice library study-session
referring to your friends-group with some cringey name in his diary
pretty easy-going but when someone starts talking about history-related topic he's passionate and I mean PASSIONATE
will throw punches (!)
the one who wants everybody to be reasonable
gaining some self-confidence while spending more time in the group and it's so nice to see him flourish and be more relaxed :)
✩Sebastian✩
has opinion on everything
helpless crush on MC
acts a little bit sulky when MC is roaming through some ancient tombs with Onai and not him :((
likes to tease everyone except for Poppy
if you put bored Sebastian and Garreth in the same room expect unexpected
✩Ominis✩
funniest one-liners that cracks everyone up
always telling loud and clear he won't share his homework!!!!
*ends up giving it anyway*
is the closest with Sebastian and MC though he like everyone from the group really
often agreeing with Amit when it comes to this *being reasonable* part
can't be angry at Sebastian for more than 1 day
✩Poppy✩
everyone from the group is protective of her
learning Gobbledegook from Amit
spending a lot of her time in MC room of requirements (in one of the vivariums ofc)
invites everyone to her grandmother over the summer and it's the nicest time ever
looking adorable when angry
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