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MCtober Week 1 - Odysseus Carrow
Word Count: 823 Character(s): Odysseus Carrow, Ominis Gaunt Setting: 5th year, Sorting Ceremony Genre/Tags: Angst, family issues, telepathic link
"Ominis you're going to break your plate," Sebastian sighed and the plate was moved from his grasp.
"I'm worried," Ominis said, switching to tapping the tines of his fork.
"As you've mentioned."
"Are you sure he isn't here?"
"If he was he would've been sorted already, there's only two people left."
Odysseus where are you? Ominis thought. With anyone else he wouldn't expect a reply to his thought, but with Odysseus the absence of a reply was daunting.
"Black is going to the podium," Sebastian sighed. "I'm sorry, Ominis, I'm sure your friend is- hang on, where's he going? He's leaving."
"What? Why?" Ominis questioned.
"I can't tell, he just stepped out the doors."
Ody, is that you? Ominis thought again, this time with a feeling of desperation he didn't take the time to hide.
It's okay Omi, it's me.
Ominis' shoulder sagged in relief as he felt the familiar touch in his mind. Odysseus fed him an image of Professor Fig and Professor Black talking in front of the Great Halls along with a feeling of annoyance and Ominis snickered.
"Whats so funny?" Sebastian wondered.
"He's here," Ominis told him just in time to hear the doors of the Great Hall open again and hurried footsteps.
"Professor Weasley, we've one more to be Sorted," Professor Black sighed.
The Hall fell silent as presumably the hat was placed on Odysseus' head. As the minutes passed Ominis once again grew anxious. Odysseus was a Carrow. Ominis knew his betrothed, he knew how he was raised. Surely it shouldn't take this long to put him in Slyther-
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Ominis' fork clattered on the floor but the sound was drowned out by cheers from the Hufflepuff table. Ominis reached out, opening the link between their minds only to recoil and close it again. The pure panic he felt from Odysseus almost completely overtook him.
Odysseus felt like he was drowning. The world around him was muffled and blurred like he was drowning in a tank of water. What was he supposed to do now? He finally got to go to Hogwarts and get the chance to make his family proud and he wasn't in Slytherin. Every single other member of his family was a Slytherin. Not only was he not a Slytherin he was a Hufflepuff.
Odysseus ran his hands through his hair as he paced the Undercroft. He kept tugging on it painfuly, just for any sensation outside of his own stuttered breathing and the ringing in his ears.
ODYSSEUS!
Odysseus gasped as he forced his vision to focus. Ominis was standing in front of him with his hands on Odysseus' arms, trying to tug them away. He felt his way up Odysseus' arms to his hands and pulled them from his hair, letting Ody squeeze his hands instead.
He tried to force himself to breathe and force the emotions away so he could focus. He needed to write to his mother and uncle, he needed to convince Black that the hat was wrong, he had a million things to do to fix it. But he knew none of them would mean anything. No matter what he wrote his family would still be irate and disappointed. No matter what he said to Black he wouldn't be moved to Slytherin.
And something about having Ominis there, he just couldn't hide it anymore. He was trembling now, breathing out of control and his eyes burning. He was a Carrow, he was supposed to be better than this! But in that moment he didn't feel like a Carrow. He just felt like Odysseus. And Odysseus couldn't handle this.
"Omi what am I going to do?" Odysseus said. It came out as half a whisper and half a sob but regardless Ominis pulled him into his arms and the rest of the sobs just came out.
They were the kind of sobs that tore through your chest and perked your body no matter what you did. If not for the soundproof room the whole castle would have been able to hear him. But they couldn't. It was just Ominis.
So he cried. He cried and sobbed and clung to Ominis as the blonde lowered them both to the floor. He didn't say a word, just held him and let him cry as he sent waves of reassurance and love through their bond.
He was still terrified of his family, and falling apart on the floor of the Undercroft in black and yellow robes was the most broken he'd ever felt. But, though he didn't know it at the time, one day he'd have another family that would be the first to tell him they were proud of him. He'd have Ominis and new friends by his side through thick and thing. And those yellow and black robes would be the thing he was most proud of.
He'd put himself back together. But for now, he had to break first.
Idk what's going on with posting today, but here we go again -
The very first prompt for MCtober 2024!
This was so much fun, guys. I love doing projects like this, especially when I get to flaunt my OCs lol. Next prompt is coming soon (like tomorrow-soon)!
Alrighty, let's see if I can actually post now lol.
The very first prompt for @lamieboo's #MCtober2024!
This was so much fun, guys. I love doing projects like this, especially when I get to flaunt my OCs lol. Next prompt is coming soon (like tomorrow-soon)!
And here's the second and third prompts from this week for #MCtober. Took longer than I thought it would to finish this but I'm actually pretty satisfied with how it turned out.
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Favorite class: Charms! Transfiguration and History of Magic are a close second and third. I figure Jeanne likes the practical lessons and how useful the material is on the reg. I mean, accio and levitation charms alone would be revolutionary for someone who's never been able to use magic before. Professor Ronen definitely makes the class a million times more entertaining too.
Least favorite class: Divination. Jeanne sucks at it and she's not particularly interested in how awful her future is anyway. However, it becomes much more bearable thanks to Professor Onai.
Favorite teacher: Sharp. He reminds her of her dad, in both good ways and bad lol. His lectures make her feel right at home.
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Hobbies and clubs: Dueling club!!! And she'd probably join chior if she had the time as well. She learned how to sing when she was in regular muggle school (her mother insisted she should), and she actually quite enjoys it.
MCtober Week 2, babyyyyy! These past couple weeks have been insanity so not a lot of art- making has been happening, but the madness has passed and now I may rest. Here's prompts 1 and 2 for this week:
Study habits: Jeanne will read the assigned test and take notes. Then never look at them again. She usually remembers the important stuff... usually... if it's interesting. It used to drive her muggle teachers insane, but magical folk seem to be much more tolerant of it for some reason.
In Magical History: I will take this opportunity to quote my own fanfic here because no one can stop me:
Jeanne quickly understood why everyone had been so unhappy about having History of Magic in the mornings. The classroom was obscenely warm, and… damn, was Professor Binns dry. However, what Professor Binns lacked in enthusiasm, he made up for in wonderfully in-depth knowledge.
After an hour of doing her best not to fall asleep for fear of missing the very interesting information Professor Binns was droning about, they were released and off to Charms.
She tries very hard to stay awake. She really does. But holy moley, is it difficult. She enjoys history as a subject, especially that of the magical world (it's far more interesting and slightly less depressing than muggle world history in her opinion), so, while it's an uphill battle, it's one she's willing to fight. Assuming she hasn't spent the night fighting statues or nearly getting killed by giant spiders.
I realized this didn't actually publish and was stuck as a draft for like 4 days so - MCtober week 2 prompt 3 (late edition!).
Jeanne and Sebastian! It doesn't take long for these two to warm up to each other and create a pretty close bond. I figure Seb found her incredibly interesting after she kicked his butt in their first duel and, much to her annoyance, Jeanne found him entertaining and charming. Thus the abomination of their friendship came to be! Filled to the brim with sarcasm and chaos! Hopefully nothing terrible will happen as a result and we'll all be happy in the end!
MCtober week 3 prompts babyyyyy
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Jeanne's Amortentia would probably smell like leather, her mother's pie, outside right before it rains (you know what I mean), old books, Butterbeer, and the fiery scent that fills the air after casting confringo (which, of course, reminds her of a certain someone).
Jeanne's eventual love interest originally smelled old books, fresh bread, wet stone (since it reminds him of Hogwarts), and melting chocolate. Later on, he'll get whiffs of the blasting curse himself as well as wild flowers, tweed, and mint.
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Alternate house: Gryffindor! This version of Jeanne isn't too far off from the original. She's still blunt and smart; she's just a little more prone to brute force and far more stubborn, if you can believe it.
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I'm calling him John Watson for the simple reason that I think it's funny. And it's the closest name to Jeanne other than just... Jean.