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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 10:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2016 8:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2016 10:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 10:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2017 8:03 pm
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Here comes the water;
All I knew and all I believed...
Are crumbling images,
That no longer comfort me.
I scramble to reach higher ground;
Some order and sanity.
ᗷᖇYOᑎY
ᑕᗩTᕼᗩᖇIᑎᕮ
TᕼOᖇᗷᑌᖇᑎ
HALFBLOOD │ HONEYDUKES OWNER │ FORMER RAVENCLAW
Bryony wondered why she'd thought this would be a good idea. But it had been a slow, long summer day in a deadened Hogsmeade, and a trip to the zoo had momentarily roused her children from their bratty summer fatigue. She could not get them off to Hogwarts soon enough- although that wasn't quite fair, since Maisie was her oldest, and she and Maisie had always been very close, being similar in temperament. And Nicol was too young to really be much trouble, although he was very clingy. No the real issue was, as usual, Laire and Callum. It wasn't that they were spoiled brats or even children with bad attitudes. They just got... more than a little carried away, at times.
"Mum! Mister Matt!" Laire spun around dramatically in the midst of the crowded zoo, Callum hot on her heels. "C'mon, we gotta see the giraffes!"
"And the lions," Callum added, helpfully, shielding his eyes from the sun with one small hand.
Beside Bryony, pushing the stroller Nicol was fairly content to be eating animal crackers in, Maisie walked at a much more sedate pace, holding her sun hat. "The animals aren't going to go anywhere," she pointed out maturely, ignoring the glare her younger sister bequeathed to her.
The blonde woman sent a somewhat apologetic look Matteo's way. She was still a little shocked he'd even agreed to come with them- they'd struck up something of a friendship over the past year, due to his visits to the shop and whatnot, but dealing with someone's children was another thing entirely. And she happened to have four of them. "Maybe we shouldn't have gone on such a busy day," Bryony observed dryly; the place was packed. It wasn't worth the fight to try to prevent Laire and Callum from dashing ahead, but she could keep an eye on them, at least, which she did, like a hawk. "But personally speaking... I always liked the otters and seals," she admitted.
So I take what is mine, and hold what is mine...
Suffocate what is mine, and bury what's mine...
Soon the water will come and claim what is mine...
I must leave it behind and climb to a new place now.
This ground is not the rock I thought it to be.
Thought I was high, thought I was free...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2017 5:19 am
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I'm about to make your sweat roll backwards
And your heart beat in reverse, our guts can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert getting burned!
But I'll take your heart served up two ways, I sing a bitter song
I'm the lonelier version of you, I just don't know where it went wrong
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Μλττεσ Ƭσгsτεπ Σгικssσπ-Σιdε ix
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￭ Ravenclaw Alumnus ￭ Muggleborn ￭ Auror ￭xxxxxxx
「 Summer 2037 」
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Matteo was just a bit happy that he's on his full day-off, and wished that the Head Auror won't ruin that for him- because he was on a grind last week with all the paper work and files of cases. Okay, well, he knew that his job involved putting down some crimes and it's serious business, but that didn't mean he couldn't have a break, day-offs exist for a reason. Though, he was having a mundane day at home when Bryony invited him for an outing... with the kids. Not that he had anything against the kids, but he guess he could afford to go to a guaranteed crowded park- as long as it didn't remind him of anything.
Apparently, after establishing his friendship with Bryony, Matteo came to realize that her kids seemed to be a bit fond of him. Just a bit, in his opinion. He didn't know exactly why, but it must be because he just mentioned to them that he was an auror once... or maybe just because he was friends with their mother. Either way, he just found it positively surprising that they seemed to like him enough, because last time he met a kid she was scared of him- which made him feel like sighing all over again.
He tried to withhold his snort when Bryony dryly told him that maybe, they shouldn't have gone here, "Well, it's a good thing I didn't invite my niblings, then?" Matt said jokingly. Truth be told, Dagrun wasn't much of a problem, but her twin Donner was. Sure, He wasn't a spoiled brat or anything, since Rubin was a firm parent when it's a normal day, but his assertiveness was a bit similar to Austmar and Tante Kristborg. "Don't worry, I like sightseeing anyway. 'Sides, the two seem happy, though. As long as they don't get lost in the crowd, that is." Then there was an awkward silence as he also tried to keep an eye on them, to which Matteo was willing to break in a split second, "And well, I kind of like owls- but, we all see owls in a daily basis so..." Honestly, he was just unable to admit that he liked wolves and well, canines in general. But that's because some people did ruin the rep of people liking them since 2010s.
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xxxxx « Out.Of.Character » xxxxx
ooc
My love is a weapon, there's no second guessing when I say:
Rat a tat tat, rat a tat tat tat, hey!
If my heart is a grenade, you pull the pin and say:
We're all fighting growing old, we're all fighting growing old
In the hopes of a few minutes more-
To get on St. Peter's list but you need to lower your standards,
'Cause it's never getting any better than this!
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2017 6:03 pm
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Here comes the water;
All I knew and all I believed...
Are crumbling images,
That no longer comfort me.
I scramble to reach higher ground;
Some order and sanity.
ᗷᖇYOᑎY
ᑕᗩTᕼᗩᖇIᑎᕮ
TᕼOᖇᗷᑌᖇᑎ
HALFBLOOD │ HONEYDUKES OWNER │ FORMER RAVENCLAW
Bryony smiled. "Maybe you should have, but I'm not sure how well they'd get along with this... motley crew." She knew Matteo had a few nieces and nephews, a little girl starting at Hogwarts this year, and twins who were in between Maisie and Laire in age. He seemed close with them, and he was raising his teenaged brother, so she took that as proof enough that he knew what he was doing when it came to children. And the kids seemed to like him, although they were generally fairly friendly children, although Callum had been... much quieter, since what had happened. Still, Bryony didn't believe in dismissing the feelings of children just because they were young, and if her children hadn't liked Matteo, she certainly wouldn't have invited them out with him, although she did insist they not climb on him, poke at his prosthetic, or call him "Matt-tea-oh", which they seemed to think hilarious.
"Rowena willing, they won't," she sighed, watching Laire and Callum run themselves ragged, dashing around strollers. Maybe she ought to take them aside and scold them, force them to walk right by her, but she didn't have the heart to. They'd have a rough past year or two, and the anniversary had just passed by. Besides, Laire seemed to bring out Callum's old, adventurous side once more, and she didn't want to put a stop to that. She still had him going to therapy- all of them were, really, aside from Nicol, although Laire usually proclaimed that she hated it, and she knew Maisie didn't like going either. "Maybe they'll have exotic owls- you never know," she joked, slowing down as they came to the giraffe exhibit. Laire had found a bench to climb up on to get a better view, Callum right up beside her, and Bryony took Nicol out of his stroller to let him see.
So I take what is mine, and hold what is mine...
Suffocate what is mine, and bury what's mine...
Soon the water will come and claim what is mine...
I must leave it behind and climb to a new place now.
This ground is not the rock I thought it to be.
Thought I was high, thought I was free...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 12:33 am
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I'm about to make your sweat roll backwards
And your heart beat in reverse, our guts can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert getting burned!
But I'll take your heart served up two ways, I sing a bitter song
I'm the lonelier version of you, I just don't know where it went wrong
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Μλττεσ Ƭσгsτεπ Σгικssσπ-Σιdε ix
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￭ Ravenclaw Alumnus ￭ Muggleborn ￭ Auror ￭xxxxxxx
「 Summer 2037 」
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"To be fair," Matteo started with a chortle, "I actually did try to invite Ivar to this trip, except he said no. Can't force him to do anything, so..." Ivar was still sulking for having "shitty Beater skills" in the Quidditch field back at school, even said that he almost got knocked out had their seeker not caught the snitch earlier. Geez, sports people were so intense now that he'd think of it. Then again, Matteo wasn't into sports and more into books, music, and dueling. Or not, since dueling counts as a sport. "But I mean, my two nieces aren't so bad. But my nephew Donner is a bit... hyperactive and sometimes reckless, but friendly nonetheless. Your kids aren't that bad, either, I'm okay with this."
Watching the two youngsters, Matteo couldn't help but ask this to Bryony, "It's kind of weird that your kids seem to like me or something, but then some people always think that I don't look... friendly." Of course, he was relieved that it wasn't like how he recalled how that one kid, Elsyia's kid, reacted when she first saw him. Then again, Matteo wasn't always friendly, but he can actually be nice to people- so kids were one thing, but adults judging him just because he wore a few piercings and tattoos was something that irritated Matteo. "And truth be told, aside from owls... I'm kind of a dog person." The group then slowed down as they came to the giraffe exhibit, assisting the youngsters when he can. Speaking of dogs and pets, he's probably going to expect Ivar going home with a pet kitten since he was going to be a fifth year and Matteo knew that kittens were a thing in Transfiguration. He just hoped his dogs Emil and Tori won't try to bully the cat if that happened.
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xxxxx « Out.Of.Character » xxxxx
ooc
My love is a weapon, there's no second guessing when I say:
Rat a tat tat, rat a tat tat tat, hey!
If my heart is a grenade, you pull the pin and say:
We're all fighting growing old, we're all fighting growing old
In the hopes of a few minutes more-
To get on St. Peter's list but you need to lower your standards,
'Cause it's never getting any better than this!
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2017 11:42 am
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Here comes the water;
All I knew and all I believed...
Are crumbling images,
That no longer comfort me.
I scramble to reach higher ground;
Some order and sanity.
ᗷᖇYOᑎY
ᑕᗩTᕼᗩᖇIᑎᕮ
TᕼOᖇᗷᑌᖇᑎ
HALFBLOOD │ HONEYDUKES OWNER │ FORMER RAVENCLAW
Bryony smiled wryly. "I can't really blame a fifteen year old for not wanting to spend the day surrounded by kids." She remembered what it had been like to be fifteen... even if that now seemed like a lifetime ago. She'd been a fairly serious teen, but she'd still been annoyed by her little brother and bickered with her sister. "And it sounds like Donner would get along well with Laire and Callum in that case, although all three of them might be more than either of us could handle," she snorted.
The blonde woman glanced over at him when he voiced his surprise that her children seemed so fond of him. Maybe he had a bit of a point; she and Seumas had hardly been the sort of couple that dressed more... alternative, or had excess piercings or tattoos. They'd been fairly traditional and stodgy, as far as parents went, maybe because of how they were raised. Her father had felt like he had to be strict, because he was a single parent, and that their behavior reflected back on him, and Seumas, although having lost his parents when he was young, had always felt like he had to be a replica of his father and mother for the sake of his younger sister and brother.
"Well, I like to think that I've raised them not to judge based on appearance. It's the actions that matter, right? Besides, you look a little like their uncle, Caelan, at least with the tattoos. He's redhaired and pale as snow, granted," she grinned fondly. He mentioned that he was a dog person, and she nodded. "I always had one growing up. Haven't had a dog in ages, though; I wanted to wait until the kids were older so they wouldn't be constantly harassing the poor thing." They'd had an English Setter named Trent when she was a little girl, but he'd passed away in her sixth year. Bryony had been very fond of that dog; Iris has always been more of a cat person and Fulton had always annoyed it by trying to practically ride around on it as a little boy.
Having already grown bored with the giraffes, Laire and Callum were now leading the way toward the lions, and Bryony put a whining Nicol back in his stroller. Ordinarily she'd let him walk, but with three other children to keep an eye on and the size of these crowds, she didn't want the toddler getting trampled or wandering off.
So I take what is mine, and hold what is mine...
Suffocate what is mine, and bury what's mine...
Soon the water will come and claim what is mine...
I must leave it behind and climb to a new place now.
This ground is not the rock I thought it to be.
Thought I was high, thought I was free...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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