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Potions had always been a personal favorite for Atticus. He enjoyed the unique approach each potion required and the distinct purpose each one had. The class had gone normally until near the end of the period, at which Nicolai had put on quite an…explosive display. As Atticus left the class after dismissal the same boy who almost blew up the classroom walked up to Atticus. “I honestly thought you were dead for like five seconds there mate.” Atticus chuckled. “Umm, no I don’t have any gum but I am hungry, wanna go get some food?” Atticus asked somewhat baffled by the gum question. Although he knew muggles chewed it, he was unsure of its purpose. As he began to walk toward the Great Hall, Atticus turned and asked “What exactly is the purpose of gum?”

❝Fuck it was scary, but fucking good.❞ It was a high of its own kind, Nic smacked his lips together — adrenaline was fantastic, but he needed something else. He might’ve wormed a little weed into school but that was long gone, the first week they’d gotten back after London it had been gone. Now, all Nic had was a hope that someone else could sneak and not snitch. ❝Gum is fucking ace fam, it’s minty or whatever I don’t know bubble-gum flavour or some shit. You chew it.❞ Which was about all he had to say on gum, there wasn’t a lot more to say. ❝C’mon food,❞ he shuffled towards the Great Hall with the haste of a starving man, even if he’d snuck away an extra helping at breakfast and lunch. ❝Wanna sit with a badger?❞ Nicolai grinned, toothy and crooked. ❝I here you lot ain’t so forgiving or something but not got shit with you Atti.❞

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The aftermath of the final hour of the day had left Nic with scorch marks along his jaw, soot dusted his nose as he stumbled up to his feet and kicked the stool under the desk. Whitmore had only dismissed the class approximately six seconds ago, but Nic was already at his feet with his meagre belongings stuffed into his nike bag. He smudged the line of black along his jaw, a grin had spread from ear to ear. ❝Did you fucking see it fam? I basically lit this place on fire.❞ Nic chortled and grabbed Atticus on his way out, ❝shit, I’m starving I hope they got something good to eat tonight. You got any gum?❞ Between the spark of adrenaline from setting his cauldron on fire, to Whitmore’s dismay and annoyance, and the way his body seemed to rattle, unnerved without a little bit of smoke in his lungs, he needed something. 

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How is your relationship with your ex?

❝Dunno me and that bird from last summer are pretty chill.❞

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theo-the-third:

There was a part of Theodore that had grown up along with Solomon thus he knew exactly how to be petty. That part of him wanted to simply get up, walk across the hall and sit on another table. But he didn’t, simply moving a few meters away, enough so that there’d be a distance that felt like an abyss between them but not enough so Nic couldn’t talk to him. (Or take the hint of not talking to him but Nic never took hints, did he?) I said I was sorry, he wanted to be angry about it but could he ever? He wasn’t one for anger. He didn’t do anger. He felt pain and fear and resentment. With his gaze fixed on the remnants of food ahead of him, Theodore simply pulled a set of flashcards from his backpack, set besides his plate and served himself some mashed potatoes and chicken. 

He didn’t want to eat but he knew he had to. Theo takes a long moment, charming the flashcards to float in front of him and changing with a command every few moments, not looking back at his… friend, his hands busy with the knife and fork. “Studying, tutoring, the usual.” He says as emotionless as possible, chewing on the room-temp chicken that felt like gum. “Thanks. I’m better now.” A quick reminder that he had been gone before, for a long month and Nic had barely talked to him ever since. But Theo couldn’t hold it against him - no one really cared in the end. 

Nic watched him charm the cards, already strained muscles having to work over-time as he shoved another stick of gum between his lips—he was kicking the habit, again. With each phase of I’m quitting came an inordinate amount of gum. Mostly chewable pieces of gum nicotine, but the rest were whatever he could get his hands on. Half way through the school term he’d resorted to a pack of Orbit that he’d managed to swindle off another muggleborn kid, who didn’t quite understand why Nic was willing to trade his last bag of Starmix for a stale pack of gum. His knee still bobbed violently underneath the table, no matter how hard he tried to still it, caught in a vicious circle as the more he focused on it, the worse it got. ❝You should’ve, dunno come…❞

Come where? Nic had already started to withdraw without even thinking about it. He untangled himself from the bench, his gaze trailed from the charmed cards to the small boy, narrow shoulders hunched up, the boy who had been—was his friend. His eyes narrowed, as if he could gauge what the hell was going on through the power of sight, but Theodore’s innermost thoughts were revealed nor did the answer pop up in neon above his head. Nic scuffed the toe of his non-regulation trainers into the cold stone floor. ❝You coming back tonight?❞

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theo-the-third:

The sudden elbowing to his ribs was unexpected and most definitely unwelcome - Theo was never one to join into the roughhousing among his friends, he didn’t even liked to play quidditch for fun whenever they felt like. Theodore wasn’t physical and he couldn’t deal with any kind of physical threats - and then, it had come from Nic. It’d been a while that they had grown apart, Theo avoided his… friend, if only to protect himself. Nic was sharp edges and rough hands, he loved Nic or at least wanted to, but for someone as emotionally stunted as Theo, he couldn’t expect any help from Nic. He was just like Solo regarding that - he had his heart in the right place but he was meant for hurting and Theo couldn’t handle any more shattering, his shards were already all over the place. Wincing and pulling back, he held his backpack against his chest as if to prevent another blow. “I’m gonna, alright.” His voice was quiet but cold, almost pointed as he got up again to sit elsewhere away from Nic. “I’m fine, thanks for asking.” He didn’t ask back. Nic was clearly just fine. 

There was nothing to be done, but watch as Theodore did precisely as he’d asked and moved away. The gap between them opened and grew, like it had been continually doing for nearly as long as Nic could remember. He shuddered and turned to the plate of food he’d abandoned, he grasped his fork in one hand and picked at it mindlessly. ❝S’good,❞ he muttered, not sure what to do with himself, what to say — for the first time sixteen years Nic was lost for words. He gulped down a large helping of juice, and despite passionately wishing it was straight vodka so he could forget the way his knee was jerking under the table, it remained juice. ❝You been studying? Not really seen you.❞ Was that his fault? He liked to tell himself the lack of Theodore around was generally because the end of the year loomed. Not, because Nic had fucked up shit—like always. He shoved one hand into his pocket for a stick of gum. The wrapper fluttered into his lap. ❝Glad you’re alright y’know.❞ 

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Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for.

❝Dunno they’re alright.❞

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Would you ever take back someone who cheated?

❝Sure, I ain’t really dated someone though so. Dunno if that counts.❞

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Do you consider yourself an introvert or an extrovert?

❝Dunno what you mean by that fam.❞

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theo-the-third:

If there was ever a competition of student more likely to have a stress conniption before the school year ends, Theodore would at the very least make into the final three, if he wasn’t winning it. He walks into the Great Hall a good hour late for dinner as over the tables there’s mostly leftovers and cold food, his backpack probably weighing two thirds of his own bodily weight and… he probably looked like a mess. Profound bags under his eyes, hairs everywhere, his glasses had been mended and re-mended twice only that day, there was a pearly-bright potion stain on his robe he was pretty sure the third year that caused it wasn’t even sure how he managed that and Theodore probably smelled like ten different kinds of substances, some of them not so pleasant although one was lavender. He hadn’t even touched lavender that day. He dumps the heavy backpack in the nearest table spot and falls along it, almost into the lap of someone who was just getting up. “Sorry, my bad.” He mumbles shyly. 

Dinner for Shaw’s were a four-course meal, sometimes six. Tonight, Nic had gone for the latter and helped himself to profuse and generous portions of both chicken, rice and pudding. Not all on the same plate, although Nic had thought about it. He’d happily chatted away with his mouth full to the poor fifth year that’d unfortunately sat opposite him, the kid looked on mortified as chicken and rice spewed across the table. Nic, oblivious, happily continued to shovel food in until he couldn’t possibly eat more, and then he had pudding. He eased back from the table, half ready to get up, ❝shit, fam I shouldn’t have ea—❞ He stopped short by a prompt and rude interruption by a familiar skinny little hufflepuff. ❝The hell Teds,❞ he blurted, with a sharp elbow in Theo’s ribs to push him off, Nic ignored the heat that had crept into his ears. ❝Gotta get your own seat, you alright? I ain’t seen you since…❞ Well, it was officially since yesterday’s dinner. He hadn’t gone back to the dorms last night. ❝Uh, yeah, you alright? Eat some of the cake that shit is good.❞

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Does anyone besides you know your bra/penis size?

❝Maybe.❞

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SMH: Astoria, Noah, Darcy

❝Easy, shag Astoria. Hex the shit out of Darcy and guess that leaves Noah.❞

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SMH: Noah, Danika, Izzy

❝Shag Izzy, definitely. I dunno Danika or Noah so hex them both?❞

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Do you swear under celibacy?

❝The fuck is celibacy?❞

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Favourite people in Gryffindor?

❝That blonde in the year above, y’know the one I mean. Ain’t really spoken to her and she spokes so fancy and shit but she’s niice.❞

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Who would make the best spouse in your dorm?

❝Han would probably make me tea all day which would be alright. Teds is aight to look at and smart and shit, he’d bring in the money y’know. Jisoo is kinda boring though. Guess I’d have to have Han and Tedster.❞

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Have you walked in on someone masturbating/having sex?

❝Hah! Fam not at hogwarts, you think that like Tedster has fucks? Han doesn’t even know where his dick is.❞

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Favourite people in Slytherin?

❝Summer. She’s fucking great.❞