#samuel gabehart

[goldhexes]

tfw ur mcs look awfully similar (and both have an owl as their animagus form) @hphm-ravenclaw-writings

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HOGWARTS POTIONS CLUB

Okay I’m a huge handwriting nerd so I decided to make a “Potions Club” sign up sheet/poster. I was talking to a few of my friends and realized a lot of our mcs have a common interest (and others are there for a certain pretty blue eyed girl) so!! This happened!!

In order, Peyton Bennet @strictlydelicious, Ollie Potter @ryollie, Evie Salazar @goldhexes, Michael Gomez @makichaotic, Dia Stone @cinrikstone, Phyl L @phyl-the-gryffinclaw, the puffskein is courtesy of Laurent King @slytherin-puffskein, Jason Novak @death-or-sleep, and last but not least, Seth Drystan @caustic-curses. I hope you guys don’t mind!! I had fun with this 💜

[chocomansi]

-- Woah, hold on! I want to add one more thing to this cake...

Day 4: Creativity ( @hphminktober-2019 )

feat. @hphm-ravenclaw-writings‘s Sam Gabehart

[booksviolinsandembroidery-moved]

Animagus Shenanigans

Okay I’ve mentioned to a few people and talked about this with @neonbluewaves so here’s the explanation why Diego thinks Sam’s animagus form is a murder bird. Hope you like it!

“Hey, King!” Lau internally groans. He turns his head slightly to see Diego Caplan walking up to him with a big annoying smirk on his face. Lau has to force himself not to roll his eyes; they might get stuck.

“Hey, Caplan. Back for a rematch so soon?” Lau smirks.

“I was thinking something else, but a duel doesn’t sound too bad either. Diego Caplan is the best dueller at Hogwarts after all, I can’t let you have the last win for too long.”

Lau snorts and rolls his eyes, looking to the side. That’s when he sees his smiling friend Samuel pass by. A plan starts to formulate in his brain and a devilish smirk finds its way to his face. He can tell Sam sees it. Dread is already written all over his face. “Say, Caplan… How do you feel about Ravenclaws?”

Lau barely hears the warning squawk before he sees a flurry of feathers in his face. Lau lets out a surprised yelp and falls over to get away from the sharp talons that are coming toward his face. Diego watches on in horror.

 Neon sighs, stuffing her hands in her pockets as she tries her best to tune Sam’s incessant rambling out. He had seen her and started following her like a lost animal. Then he opened his mouth. What was he even talking about now?? She rolls her eyes. “Gabehart?”

He pauses, looking up at her in surprise. “Yes?”

“Fuck off.”

His entire body deflates, and he starts to look like a kicked puppy. “Oh… Okay… Sorry…”

She doesn’t care to watch him walk away. At least the constant buzzing in her ear is gone.

“Was that Sammy?” Neon raises her eyebrow and looks over her shoulder to see Diego coming up to her.

“Yeah.” Out of the corner of her eye, she sees him sit down in the grass and pull something- maybe it’s a notebook? - out of his bag.

“I’ve been meaning to ask him about something in Astronomy…”

The corner of Neon’s mouth lifts at the idea that pops in her head. “I don’t know Diego, why don’t you just ask Gabehart out on a study date?” She says it loud enough so Sam can hear it from where he is.

His head snaps up and he throws his things off his lap. Then his entire body morphs and shrinks to form a tiny, fluffy, and very angry looking owl. “Huh…” is all she says as the owl flies over to her and Diego.

Diego furrows his eyebrows and looks behind him at what Neon is looking at and he jumps back.

Sam flies up to Neon and while he doesn’t actually attack her, he’s obviously trying his best to scare her off. He’s heard about her slapping a snake in Transfiguration, there’s no way he’s actually touching her when he’s even smaller than he usually is. Neon swats at him. “Aye, I saw you comin, idiota! Fuck off!”

He’s very obviously displeased but flies off, leaving a very confused and afraid Diego with Neon.

 “Sammy, go!” Sam’s entire body is frozen in its spot. His gut clenches and he watches in horror as a flash of green lights up the room and Diego’s body thuds against the floor.

 “No!”

Sam nearly throws himself off his bed, flailing and in a cold sweat. He desperately gasps for air and clutches at his shirt, trying to curb the panic rising in his chest. The curtains feel like they’re closing in on him and its throwing him into hysteria and since when is it this hard to breathe? He doesn’t bother to try to stop the tears rushing down his face and a sob escapes him. ‘Diego!’ His entire body seizes with terror. ‘What if he’s actually hurt?’

He frantically fumbles with his blankets and rips them from his body, shooting up out of bed and launching himself in the general direction of the door. It’s so clumsy he nearly hits the floor just before transforming into his owl form and using his wings to keep him in the air. He transforms back for a second to open the door and leave his dorm but goes right back to zipping through the dark castle, his frantic wing-flapping still nearly silent.

 Logic and reason don’t even begin to re-enter his brain until he’s perched on the other boy’s pillow. Diego is sleeping peacefully and looks perfectly fine. ‘He’s safe.’ Sam relaxes, his feathers smoothing out. His body releases so much tension it’s a wonder he was still able to fly. Sam lets his tired body sink into Diego’s pillow. That dream could still come true… Maybe he could stay for a few minutes. Sam can just… close his eyes for a moment…

 Diego slowly rouses from a warm and pleasant dream, yawning and turning under his blankets. He blinks his eyes open and his heart nearly stops at the sight of the fluffy bird with sharp talons that’s less than two inches away from his face. “¡Mierda! ¡No, socorro!” Diego flings himself away from the owl, ending up on his back on the floor. Hurriedly, he tears away the blankets and sheets that are tangled around his legs and gets up onto his feet as fast as possible.

One of his roommates groans and rolls over in bed and another throws a pillow at him. It hits him in the side of his face and his arm flails to try to catch it, his heart still racing. “Diego, what the fuck man?”

The angry ball of fluff is now awake, blinking sleepily. Then its feathers puff out and it looks around. Diego flinches when the bird looks directly at him and tries not to move lest it encourages the bird to attack him like it had Lau and Neon.

The owl just gives him a “too too” and leaves. Diego watches in complete confusion and somewhat relief. Well, that’s one way to wake up.

 “Neon, I’m telling you. It was this close to my face this morning.” To emphasize his point he holds his thumb and index finger close in front of his face.

Neon smirks. “Maybe it had a crush on you. Finally, there’s someone- or something- that likes your disgusting cologne.”

Diego rolls his eyes and laughs sarcastically. “Plenty of girls like my cologne, thank you. I-”

Neon frowns and has to turn around to see what made Diego stop. She laughs when she sees what- or who- it is. Little owl Sam is perched next to her, looking as if he’s smiling up at her. He steps closer and nudges her arm, asking for pets. She rolls her eyes and grabs him to- holy shit he fits in her hand. She turns back to Diego, who’s eyes are wide and looks like he’s holding his breath, and she smirks devilishly. “I think he wants someone to pet him Diego; why don’t you give it a try?” She holds Sam out to him as if she were only offering him an ice cream cone and Diego backs away, hands raised.

“Neon, no.”

“Oh come on, he won’t bite!”

“Bullshit!” he hisses, dramatically pointing at her. “The last three times you said that about an animal, they did. I’m not touching the murder bird.”

Her shit-eating grin widens, and she shrugs in defeat. “Suit yourself, Caplan.” She sets Sam down again and shoos him. The owl looks longingly at Diego and stays put.

“You know, I never thought those rumors were true but now I see that they are. You are from hell and you have demon animals here to help you spread misfortune.”

Neon lets out a laugh.

Lau King belongs to @slytherin-puffskein and Neon Welkin belongs to @neonbluewaves . Thank you both for letting me use your mcs!!

[slytherin-puffskein]

Here it is, the Miraculous Ladybug AU for Laurent King and @samsamfromechedel // @booksviolinsandembroidery‘s MC, Samuel Gabehart !

To those not familiar with the show, I strongly advise you to watch it ! It’s an amazing, light-hearted show that is ideal to watch during a gloomy rainy day.

To those watching the show... here it is, and I dearly hope you will enjoy !

Samuel Gabehart is a young student in Paris, who seems like the perfect average guy at first glance. Well, he might be, if you ignore the fact that he’s a Miraculous holder

The Miraculous of the Ladybug, which holds the immense power of creation, given to him due to his helpfulness and strong sense of justice

Diego Caplan is a known model, and classmate to Samuel. The latter harbours a strong crush on him, to the point that as soon as he sees him he becomes a blushing, stuttering mess. He’s kind, helpful, charming and humorous.

And he holds, unbeknownst to Samuel, the Black Cat Miraculous, associated with the power of destruction.

Ladybug and Chat Noir are a known duo of superheroes, and are, in fact, our dear Samuel and Diego ! Neither of them knows each other’s identities, however, and Diego ends up crushing hard on Ladybug... who is, in fact, Samuel.

Their sworn enemy is known as Hawkmoth, an evil Miraculous holder who can create Akumas, small butterflies meant to target upset people and akumatize them, hence turning them into supervillains.

Which, obviously, Ladybug and Chat Noir need to fight.

In the midst of their war against Hawkmoth, Diego Caplan and Samuel Gabehart must also deal with their personal lives.

Diego, the popular model with an emotionally distant father, and Samuel, a young boy who just wishes to be normal around his crush and not worry about his double life for once.

Samuel has a tight circle of friends, his best friend being Laurent Dorian King.

Laurent’s father is a renowned swimmer now retreating, and his entire legacy rests on Lau’s shoulders. As a result, he trains relentlessly, alongside with his classmate Barnaby Lee.

Barnaby Lee, who has a crush on Lau... and who is eventually offered the Monkey Miraculous by Ladybug.

Barnaby adapts quickly to his new superhero self, Roi Singe. He often ends up lending a hand to Ladybug and Chat Noir during their fights against akumatized civilians...

... and he ultimately uses his hero-self in order to talk to his longtime crush, Laurent King.

He knows he shouldn’t talk to Lau as Roi Singe, that he should try and flirt with him by being himself, but... he’s scared. Terrified, even.

And Lau starts to like the superhero... who is, in fact, Barnaby.

And now, how will all of this turn out ? That’s what’s fun with AUs: it’s time to explore all of this !

[kosttyan]

This is me to:

Samuel @booksviolinsandembroidery

Lau @slytherin-puffskein

Flavio @sirfluffig

Aleksia @thereluctantherosrose

Jason @death-or-sleep

And this is Alex to them:

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oc interview ➔ Samuel Gabehart

year five

tagged by @phyl-the-gryffinclaw and @slytherin-puffskein

name ➔ “My name is Samuel Gabehart,” he says with a warm smile.

are you single ➔ Sam tilts his head and looks to the ceiling, then down to the floor. “For now…”

are you happy ➔ Sam blinks, his smile never faltering. “Of course. I’m always happy.”

are you angry ➔ “What could I possibly be angry for?”

are your parents still married ➔ His expression softens. “Yep. Have been for over two decades.”

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NINE FACTS

birthplace ➔ “I-…” Sam pauses and furrows his eyebrows. “Huh… I don’t quite remember… I’ll have to ask my mother in my next letter.”

hair color ➔ “It’s red! Well… it’s sorta… white now but! I was born with red hair!”

eye color ➔ “Uhh… I suppose it would be considered amber?”

birthday ➔ “September 6th! 1972 of course.”

mood ➔ “Happy. As always.”

gender ➔ “I’m a boy! At least… I think… I mean… I like makeup and everything but I still… I feel like a boy. I think?”

summer or winter ➔ Sam hums quietly and purses his lips. “Summer, I think. I like both but summer feels warm and fuzzy.”

morning or afternoon ➔ “Afternoon. I hate waking up.” He giggles lightly. “That doesn’t stop Laulau from wanting me to be his workout buddy. Or, rather, his weight set.”

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EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

are you in love ➔ Sam lets the question sink in for a moment before chuckling. “I… I suppose. Or perhaps it's just a crush?” He shrugs. “I tend to get a crush for two or three days then move on to the next one… Until I see or talk to them again, then I’m head over heels all over again.”

do you believe in love at first sight ➔ It takes him a bit longer to answer this one. He purses his lips and takes a breath. “I think… I think some people do. And that’s what matters. I mean, I get ‘crush at first sight’ but like I said, it doesn’t usually last very long.”

who ended your last relationship ➔ Sam’s lips thin. “It was mutual. We’re still very close friends, don’t get me wrong but… He deserved better.”

have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ His eyebrows pull together. “Goodness no. I would feel awful… Well… I guess if you count Andre… but we’re friends now. We’re okay.”

are you afraid of commitments ➔ He smiles but the expression doesn’t quite give off a name-able emotion. “What a silly thing to be afraid of. I suppose everyone has their weakness…”

have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “Oh of course! I hug all my friends! Well… the ones that like hugs. Lau loves hugs I hug him the most!”

have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ Sam smiles through his confusion, looking around the room as he thinks about the question. “tell me, do you know what the word secret means? Because if I had a secret admirer, would it not defeat the purpose of it being a secret if I knew about it?”

have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “Now why would I do that? Silly…”

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SIX CHOICES

love or lust ➔ Sam tilts his head and blinks owlishly as if he doesn’t understand the question. “Love.”

lemonade or iced tea ➔ “Lemonade!”

cats or dogs ➔ “Well I really like both. We used to have a dog; he was a big fluffy cutie-pie! And I have two cats that I love so much! I wish I could take them all to Hogwarts…”

a few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “Best friends. Definitely. Who wouldn’t want a best friend to goof around with or sleepover with?”

wild night out or romantic night in ➔ Sam smiles, albeit shyly. “Romantic night in.” He sighs, eyes far away. “What I wouldn’t give to be able to put a movie on and curl up under some blankets with Di-” His eyes open wide and his face turns cherry red. “Uhm! Aha! With uh!... Um… ha…”

day or night ➔ “I always have been a night owl,” he says with a wink.

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FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

been caught sneaking out ➔ Sam looks as if his mother had just been insulted. “Never!”

fallen down/up the stairs ➔ Sam sheepishly shrugs. “A few times. With tons of things in my hands.”

wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ Sam’s expression seems bittersweet. “I suppose everyone has at some point. Whether it’s out of love or greed… We all have something we want but can’t have.”

wanted to disappear ➔ “My… No, I don’t think I have… What would possess you to ask such a question?”

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FOUR PREFERENCES

smile or eyes ➔ “Smiles. They can light up a room.”

shorter or taller ➔ Sam’s eyes are filled with stars as he dreamily sighs, “Taller.”

intelligence or attraction ➔ “I think it’s kind of unfair to judge a person on things they’re born with or without. Why not heart?”

hook-up or relationship ➔ “Relationship.”

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FAMILY

do you and your family get along ➔ “Of course! Why wouldn’t we?”

would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ Sam laughs in disbelief. “Me? No, of course not! Well… I mean, I guess with J being gone it isn’t quite perfect but I’m going to find him. And once I find him, it’ll all go back to how it was and it’ll be perfect again.” Sam’s eyebrows hint at a different story.

have you ever ran away from home ➔ “Absolutely not. Where would I even think of going? No one is home usually anyway, what would I be running from? My cats?” He laughs.

have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ “Goodness no! I- what would I even be kicked out for?” Sam’s smile seems bright as ever but there’s a tinge of nervousness to it.

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FRIENDS

do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ He opens his mouth to say something but closes it, then repeats a few times before, “Why in the world would you be friends with someone you hate?”

do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “Maybe not all of them but that’s just because I haven’t gotten them to open up yet. Oh, like how I got Mira to talk about astronomy with me all night when I used to stay in the girls' dorms first year. Dia was so mad at us.” He giggles. “And Ada. I don’t think she liked me much until we started talking about clothes and stuff. She has a really good eye for fashion. Some people I just haven’t found their thing yet, and that’s okay.”

who is your best friend ➔ “I have lots of them! Lau, Mira, Rowan, Audrey, Evie, Dahlia, Jason-…” The list is about thirty minutes long.

who knows everything about you ➔ “I tell Lau pretty much everything.” Almost everything at least.

tagging whoever hasn’t yet but wants to 

[booksviolinsandembroidery-moved]

Chester: Sam can take care of himself

Sam: I’ve had three wideye potions, five cups of coffee, and about three dozen caramel candies and honey candies each. I will fight god.

Chester: ... okay maybe not.

[slytherin-puffskein]

what to do after a terribly long day during which your air conditioner breaks, leading you to live in the basement which is always freezing, and that you are now terribly bored in ?

D o o d l e.

Featuring @booksviolinsandembroidery‘s MC Samuel Gabehart. Selfie time !

[booksviolinsandembroidery-moved]

Hmm not too many options but it’s cute!

Tagging whoever

Because “drawing” your imaginary self is fun

And because it’s Monday

And this is the closest I’ll be toshort wavy hair that doesn’t puff out like lion’s mane.

Anyway, try it here. Have fun. Monday, too, shall pass.

@ikemenfics @snow--blanket @tsundere-mitsuhide @lulidrafts @ythmir-writes @pseudofaux @ikesenhell @forallyourikemensengokuneeds and anyone who wanna play.

[caustic-curses]

HPHM Profile: Corbyn Reyes

Thanks to @hogwartsmysterystory for this new profile template!

IDENTITY

Name: Corbyn Samil Reyes

Gender: Cisgender Male

Age:  16

Birth Date: 11/15/1972

Species: Valravaan

Blood Status: Half-Blood

Sexuality: Asexual

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Ethnicity: Slavic

Nationality: Serbian

Residence: Bristol, UK

Myer Briggs Personality Type: ISTJ

THE MAGE

1st Wand: Pine | Dragon heartstring core | 12 ¾" in length | Rigid flexibility

The straight-grained pine wand always chooses an independent, individual master who may be perceived as a loner, intriguing and perhaps mysterious. Pine wands enjoy being used creatively, and unlike some others, will adapt without protest to new methods and spells. Many wandmakers insist that pine wands are able to detect and perform best for owners who are destined for long lives, and I can confirm this in as much as I have never personally known the master of a pine wand to die young. The pine wand is one of those that is most sensitive to non-verbal magic.

As a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, and which are capable of the most flamboyant spells. Dragon wands tend to learn more quickly than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner. The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though it will not incline that way of its own accord. It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental.

2nd Wand:  Ebony| Dragon heartstring core.| 11 ¼ “| Unyielding

This jet-black wand wood has an impressive appearance and reputation, being highly suited to all manner of combative magic, and to Transfiguration. Ebony is happiest in the hand of those with the courage to be themselves. Frequently non-conformist, highly individual or comfortable with the status of outsider, ebony wand owners have been found both among the ranks of the Order of the Phoenix and among the Death Eaters. In my experience, the ebony wand’s perfect match is one who will hold fast to his or her beliefs, no matter what the external pressure, and will not be swayed lightly from their purpose.

Animagus: White Cat

Misc Magical Abilities: Parselmouth (currently unaware)

Boggart Form: Being  in a hospital gown gaunt and ignored

Riddikulus Form: Dog in an outfit prancing around

Amortentia: The scent of patchouli, rose and teak wood tease the senses while the note of vanilla adds excitement (spicy, the thrill of late summer, mountain flowers)

Amortentia: the earthy scent of a meadow,  lavender & coral rose, and the faded  scent of butterbeer (Tulip)

Patronus:  Cat

Patronus Memory: Camping late at night with Jakov and creating images from the stars

Mirror of Erised: Seeing his mother there, holding him close with a delighted smile of approval and acceptance.

Specialized/Favourite Spells: Caterwauling charm, Confundo, and Diffindo. His favorite is the disillusionment charm.

APPEARANCE

Faceclaim: Ivan Vuckovic

Game Appearance:

Height: 5’4

Weight: 135

Physique: Average

Eye Colour: dark forest green (D20 on the 1998 eye chart) Left eye is 3s lighter as he is becoming blind in that eye from a spell gone wrong

Hair Colour: deep brown with natural mahogany highlights (noticeable in direct sunlight) styled via French crop with a gradual fade.

Skin Tone: warm ivory

Inventory: He wears a dragon-shaped pendant and a dark brown wooden wrist cuff given to him by Jakov, his wand, and a pair of glasses

ALLEGIANCES 

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Affiliations/Organizations: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Professions: Aurologist and Herbalist 

HOGWARTS INFORMATION

Class Proficiencies:

Astronomy: ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆

Charms: ★★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆

DADA: ★★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆

Flying:  ★★★★★★★★★☆

Herbology: ★★★★★★★☆☆☆

History of Magic: ★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Potions: ★★★★★★★☆☆☆

Transfiguration: ★★★★★★★★☆☆

Electives:

Care Of Magical Creatures: ★★★★★★★★☆☆

Divination: ★★★★★★★☆☆☆

Quidditch: Chaser

Extra-Curricular: Gardening Club

Favorite Professors: 

Professor McGonagall -She takes on the role of a mother figure in Corbyn’s eyes. She is stern but only out of a desire to see him succeed. Her admiration for his accomplishments is thus hard-won and genuine. 

Professor Sprout - Her gentle nature and willingness to encourage his interest in herbology quickly made her one of his favorite teachers. She is patient and kind, he can always count on her class to be his favorite.

Least Favourite Professors:

Professor Snape - No matter what he does, it’s never good enough. No matter how hard he studies he continually feels inferior. He came to school hoping to escape that type of nonsense.

Professor Rakepick- She’s suspicious. Her methods of teaching don’t sit well with him and it seems as if there are more at stake than just a few house points.

RELATIONSHIPS

Brother: Jakov Callum Reyes | (21yo) 11/271967- Sagittarius

Seer although he never told his family (mother had suspicions)

Woodcarver-aspires to be a wand designer

Is aware that Corbyn is his half-brother

Biological Father: Haedon Knezevic | (35 yo)  4/17/1951 -Aries

Full-blooded Valravan -began life as a raven

Magic is gathered from outside sources rather than from within like wizards

He was locked away under the watchful eye of the Legacies which prevented him from being a part of Corbyn’s early childhood.

Father: Ezekial Reyes |  (41yo) 5/9/1947 -Taurus

He married Lilith despite her indiscretions when in his late twenties.

Despite not being his true father, Ezekiel took on the role without question to become the parental figure Corbyn adores. As a role model, he endeavored to teach Corbyn virtues. He can only pray that they stuck with him at Hogwarts.

He was gone often and for long periods of time due to his work. This field of work has caused him to become sick but he keeps this as a secret.

Mother: Lilith Reyes | (38yo)  2/25/1948 - Pisces

Cheated on Ezekiel with Haedon becoming pregnant with Corbyn. He functions as a bitter reminder of everything she lost and of what she could have had.

Lilith is an Ilvermorny Alumni

When Jakov disappeared, Lilith’s smile went with him. A bit of her spirit broke and Corbyn was left with the aftermath of distance and anger.

Love Interest: Tulip Karasu

Best Friends: Barnaby Lee, Tulip Karasu & Chiara Loboscu

Rival: Merula Snyde & Diego Caplan

Enemy: Frith Fuilteach & Seth Drystan

Dormmates: Rowan Khanna & Laurent King

Pets: Midi- Tawny owl

Closest Canon Friends: Penny Haywood, Rowan Khanna, Barnaby Lee, Charlie Weasley

Closest MC Friends: 

Laurent King (@slytherin-puffskein)

Dahlia Goldman (@a-bear-at-hogwarts) 

Samuel Gabehart (@hphm-ravenclaw-writings)

BACKGROUND/HISTORY

While Ezekiel was away on business trips, Jakov often took over the role of parent. As an older sibling, he was expected to make Corbyn mind the rules while also helping his mother. The more often that this occurred, the more that Jakov began to resent his half-brother. The games they played became rougher and bordered on dangerous. Jakov was a teen pushed too early into adulthood and Corbyn was the scapegoat.

Despite this, Corbyn admired Jakov and looked up to him. To him, there were tense times but that did not diminish the genuine fun that they had. He loved Jakov as did their mother. So when news began to circulate about him opening the vaults, their mother was worried something might happen. This was proven correct when they received that fated letter. She was heartbroken. Jakov left and took her maternal love. Corbyn was left with bitterness, resentment, and emotional manipulation. It was here that he realized vulnerability is deadly. 

The Reyes had only recently moved to Bristol, UK when they received the news. Corbyn was 9 years old when he realized his brother would not be coming home. Rumors regarding Jakov joining You-Know-Who or his possible death were hard to hear but he continued to defend his brother to the point of coming home bruised and bloodied.

It was debated but Corbyn was allowed to go to Hogwarts in 1984. It wasn’t because his mother was scared of losing him. It was because she was sure he was a squib because he had only a few magical mishaps. She did not want to be further embarrassed by him.

During the first few years at Hogwarts, he befriended several students who demonstrated that vulnerability can be okay and it is sometimes needed. Not only did he learn some interesting spells but he learned of secrets and rumors that caused him to seek out the truth and eventually befriend Chiara.

PERSONALITY

Loyal: This is to a certain extent. Even if you are friends, he might not be loyal until you’ve proven yourself to be worthy of that loyalty. Sure, it is a bit of a test but once that loyalty is won, it is golden.

Self-sufficient: Due to the nature of how he was raised, Corbyn learned early on that the one person he can rely on is himself. Thus, he has a hard time asking for help in any matter. He prefers to solve the problem himself rather than be indebted to anyone.

Clever: Witty. Sarcastic. Corbyn uses words to cut down others or to trick them for profit. He does this because it's one way to look out for himself. If he can trick you, he will continue to do so for as long as possible.

Vindictive: Being a jealous individual isn’t a good look but he hasn’t been able to change. When someone crosses him or especially someone he has befriended (see loyal), then he’s out to assure that this never happens again. He will find your weaknesses and force you to endure them.

Obstinate: While this can sometimes be seen as negative, he is stubborn in the sense that he knows what he stands for and what he wants out of life. He is headstrong so it makes convincing him otherwise to be a headache.

MISC

Likes: intense spices, herbology, pranking his friends, the idea of courting

Dislikes: bananas, excessively sweet things, The Black Lake, not knowing how to swim

Hobbies: working with magical creatures, cooking/grilling, gambling

[goldhexes]

OC Interview: Evie Salazar

tagged by @butterbeerkid and @phyl-the-gryffinclaw

(set in Year 4)

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name ➔ “... Evie Salazar.” There’s a pause at the beginning, as if she had debated even replying.

are you single ➔ Evie wrinkles her nose, looking affronted. “That’s a bit personal, and right off the bat. Er, well, I guess I did agree to answer your questions… so no. The answer to that is no.”

are you happy ➔ There’s a moment of silence where Evie just stares, eyebrows brought together in contemplation. The silence stretches, and it becomes clear she has decided not to answer.

are you angry ➔ More silence. Evie finally offers an answer, in the form of a scoff, dismissive and annoyed.

are your parents still married ➔ She frowns. “These are… awfully personal questions. I guess they still are, at least, last I knew.”

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NINE FACTS

birthplace ➔ “Just outside of Oxford. The countryside is nice and all, but I’ve always wondered how it would be to have been born and raised in the city…"

hair color ➔ Her hand darts to her hair in reaction. “White. It’s really unusual, I’ve never seen anyone else with hair like mine. I suppose there’s Samuel Gabehart, but from what I’ve gathered, his hair wasn’t white from the start.” Evie ponders this, idly rubbing a strand of hair between her thumb and index finger. “Well, guess it doesn’t matter. It’s white, is all.”

eye color ➔ “...yellow.” She doesn’t elaborate any more than that, averting her eyes suddenly.

birthday ➔ “August 3rd. I was born ten years after my brother.”

mood ➔ Evie looks up. “It’ll improve after I’m through with this interview,” she says sardonically. 

gender ➔ “I’m a girl.”

summer or winter ➔ “That’s hardly tough; I prefer winter of course. I don’t do well in the heat, it’s bothersome and suffocating. Besides, I like winter best because I can stay inside more, and Rowan is always here, before she leaves for home during the Christmas break anyway. So I get to spend more time with her.” At this, Evie cracks a grin.

morning or afternoon ➔ “Afternoon.” She then chuckles a bit. “Not like Rowan. Rowan’s a morning person, so she was always bugging me to wake up earlier, but now she just leaves me be and reads until I wake up."

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EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

are you in love ➔ “Er. Yes.” Evie suddenly looks partly embarrassed, and partly ready to bolt out of the room.

do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “Not really. I don’t think it’s possible to love someone right away. I imagine it takes time.” A few years, perhaps, Evie thinks to herself, thinking of a certain violet-eyed Slytherin.

who ended your last relationship ➔ “No one. That is to say, I didn’t have a previous relationship.”

have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ “That’s a silly question. I guess not. Hope not.”

are you afraid of commitments ➔ “No. But I do consider them carefully.”

have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “No, I’m not a hugger. Well, I did hug Merula earlier this week... but that was only because I tripped and fell straight into her arms. Actually, no, nevermind, that's not really a hug -" Evie flushes, then shakes her head "anyway! I’ve spent most of the week studying, so I haven't had time to really hang out with anyone, much less hug someone that wasn't accidental. I was studying before this too, before I was interrupted.” Evie says this very pointedly suddenly, a levelled glare on her features.

have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ Evie laughs. “Ha! That’s barmy, as if!”

have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “What in the world is that supposed to mean?”

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SIX CHOICES

love or lust ➔ “That’s a ridiculous question,” Evie scoffs, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. She looks just about done with talking, but she heaves a sigh. “Love, obviously.”

lemonade or iced tea ➔ “Lemonade, I suppose?”

cats or dogs ➔ “I’m partial to dogs. My uncle Alder had one,” she perks up, eyes brightening, “she was loads of fun to play with the few times he visited and brought her along.”

a few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “A few best friends,” Evie says easily, waving a hand dismissively. “What’s the point in having so many people around you that you can’t really trust?”

wild night out or romantic night in ➔ “Oh, for Merlin’s sake…” Evie grumbles, exasperated, tapping a finger on her arm, her crossed arms tightening in frustration, but she had a slight tinge of red across her cheeks. “Romantic night in, if you must know.”

day or night ➔ “Night. I like finishing up my work then, or just picking up from where I last left off in one of my books. It’s not like I sleep much at night anyway, so I like using my time productively, and... it’s much quieter at night.”

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FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

been caught sneaking out ➔ Evie grimaces. “Almost, a few times. Loads of close calls, but I’ve avoided being caught for now.”

fallen down/up the stairs ➔ “No, never.”

wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “Something?” Evie looks down at the hand resting on her arm, then down at the stone floor, her tapping stilling. She seems to be mulling something over in her head, eyebrows furrowed in contemplation, until she glances up and schools her expression into something more neutral. “I don’t think that’s any of your business.”

wanted to disappear ➔ “Oh, how did you know,” Evie says, “that I wanted to disappear right now? So I can escape these ridiculous questions. Are you quite done yet?”

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FOUR PREFERENCES

smile or eyes ➔ “Guess that’s a no, then. Well, alright.” Evie adjusts her seating position, uncrossing her arms as she fixes her robes. “Eyes. Smiles can be faked.”

shorter or taller ➔ “Taller, I suppose?” Evie frowns. “Never thought about it, to be honest.”

intelligence or attraction ➔ “Intelligence, if I really must pick.” 

hook-up or relationship ➔ “Oh, bloody -” Evie curses under her breath. “What kind of question is that? Relationship, obviously.”

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FAMILY

do you and your family get along ➔ Evie stiffens. “...I get along with my uncle Alder and his boyfriend, Klaus. They're always very kind to me, Uncle Alder's always sending me letters and Klaus sometimes attaches chocolates and book recommendations… and Jacob was so easy to get along with too, I mean, back then, we would listen to music together, play outside and tease each other. We'd read loads too! He's the one who encouraged my interest in books. That was then though, now I don't… I don't know -” she snaps her mouth shut, then glares at the floor. “Nevermind. Next question,” she says in a clipped tone.

would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ “Oh, joy,” Evie says dryly, “another wonderful question. Next.”

have you ever ran away from home ➔ “No.”

have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ “No.”

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FRIENDS

do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ “What? Of course not.” Evie leans back, incredulous, taken aback by the inquiry. “However, I did… dislike Penny during my first year, I hated how she seemed to know everything about me, and I hated the fact she gave no reason for me to hate her. I guess I was being too harsh… she is a very worthy Potions rival, she's incredibly good… but she's too much of a social butterfly, and she's seemingly flawless, although I doubt she's entirely perfect. Again,” Evie muses, “smiles can be faked. Speaking of smiles, I also didn't quite like Alex Vega much at first. She's much too excitable and bubbly for my taste, always grinning and cheerful. She's also bloody stubborn and a bit… er, reckless,  although her talent in Charms was impressive, and her determination is admirable. Oh, and I wasn’t very fond of Robin either. He's always lazing about, never taking sides. He’s only ever passionate about the things he cares about, and leaves the rest for others to deal with, and he’s brilliant, I can always count on him - but he’s incredibly unorthodox and never applies himself.” She scowls faintly at this, before blinking and quickly adding, “I don’t dislike them anymore, though! They’re good friends.”

do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “‘Course I do. They’re brilliant. I’d do just about anything for them.”

who is your best friend ➔ “As if you have to ask,” Evie snorts, raising an eyebrow. “Rowan, of course. She's always been there for me, I couldn't ask for a better friend. Robin, too. And… Samuel Gabehart, he's an exemplary Potions and conversation partner, and Alex Vega is a good support, very reliable and bright.”

who knows everything about you ➔ Evie is silent for a beat. Then: “I guess my brother, back then … Anyway, that’s enough questions. I’m just about fed up with all of this, so, I’m taking my leave. ” She gets up, patting her robes down, and turning on her heel. “Please don’t bother interviewing me again, and goodbye!”

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Let’s Get Down to Business

HPHM fic/inktober day: 1. Courage

Words: 230

Summary: Sam’s conversation with Diego before their duel with a troll.

I’ve had this written for a little while since I had planned out all of October before @hphm-fictober posted their prompt list so I’m using the prompts from @hphminktober-2019 ‘s list, which you can find here.

“I can’t do this without you, Diego.”

Fighting a troll? Is he mad? Diego looks Samuel in the eye, worry clear on his face, but Sam just stares back, eyes full of determination.

Diego sighs. “You said this was to save Beatrice and the others, yes?”

Sam nods, no hint of jest or joke.

“Then yes, I will help. Even if I think this is a terrible idea…”

Samuel’s face lights up with a smile. “Thank you, Diego. I knew I could count on you.”

While Diego is still terribly reluctant about the entire “fighting a troll thing, Sam seemed so sure of himself, it was hard to disagree with him.

 Diego is late getting to the meetup point. The troll is impossibly big and impossibly destructive. He hesitates. This is a really bad idea.

“Diego!”

Sam is directing students away from the beast when Diego spots him. “Are you ready, mi amigo?”

Sam glances at him. “You know what to do.”

Diego watches him pull out his wand and move to block the troll with his own body from going after the students.

For a moment, Diego forgets that Sam is a sweet little Ravenclaw that stays in the hospital wing to help Madam Pomfrey and makes baked goods for his friends. His expression is fierce and determined, and it sends chills down Diego’s spine.

“Well… here goes nothing…”

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Sweet Summer Vibes

Sammy was practically vibrating with excitement. His parents were home for a week in the summer and he couldn’t be happier, but he was waiting for something. His mother, Elissa, smiles at him from her comfy chair. “Sammy, why don’t you check on the cookies, sweetheart? They ought to be almost ready by now.” His head snaps around to look at her, his eyes wide.

“Okay!” Sam shoots out of his chair and into the kitchen to check on the sweets in the oven. Elissa chuckles, affectionately shaking her head at him. He was always such an energetic child. “Mama, can I take them out?”

“Yes, baby, go ahead.” As she’s finishing her sentence, the door handle jingles with the sound of keys turning the lock and the door swings open. Fergus, Samuel’s father, smiles broadly.

“Mmmm I smell Mama’s famous cookies. You two were quite busy while I was gone!” He chortles.

“Papa! Is he here?” Sam darts out of the kitchen and back into the living room and looks around his father. Sam jumps and squeals when he sees. His best friend, Laurent Dorian King, is standing behind Sam’s father and his face lights up when he sees Sam.

“Laulau!” It takes him about two seconds to cross the room and throw himself at his friend. Lau laughs and happily catches him, hugging him tightly. “Hey, Sammy.” Lau smiles widely and plants a kiss on the top of Sam’s head. Sam holds him tightly for a few more moments before stepping back to look up at Lau.

Huh…

Sam didn’t see that healing black eye before. His smile instantly vanishes, his entire face dropping, and his eyebrows furrow. “Lau what-”

“Why don’t we go drop your stuff off, son, and dig into some delicious smelling cookies?” Both boys’ attention is drawn to Fergus, who is fondly watching the two friends. Sam opens his mouth to argue but decides to drop it and backs up to let Lau further into the house. “I’m glad you could make it Lau. We’re gonna have so much fun.”

 Sam’s parents welcomed Lau into their home warmly, but it was easy to tell that when Lau wasn’t in the room, they were talking about him. There was no way either of them had missed the black eye.

 Later, after dinner, they all sit in the living room together with gentle 50s jazz and traditional pop music playing in the background. Elissa sits curled up with her husband on one couch and Sam is practically in Lau’s lap with his head fit snuggly under the boy’s chin; one of Lau’s thumbs rubs back and forth on Sam’s arm. The four talk softly about how their year has gone, what they’ve done and what they’re excited for in the future. It’s warm and comfortable. It’s so relaxing Sam is sure Lau is glad to have it.

At some point, one of Fergus’ favorite songs comes on and he can’t help but pull his wife up with him. His smile is loving as he guides her over to the middle of the living room for more room and he circles his arms around her to dance with her. Elissa is rolling her eyes at her husband’s antics with a smile on her own face as well. Fergus sings quietly along with the music as he and his wife sway together.

“Tall and tan and young and lovely,

the girl from Ipanema goes walkin…”

Sam can’t help but smile himself and looks up to Lau, who is watching the tender scene with curiosity and a hint of something else Sam quite put his finger on.

‘Does Lau dance too?’

Sam subconsciously reaches out with his legilimency and sees what must have been the last time Lau danced. He sees Lau’s mother’s smiling face and Sam’s heart aches for his best friend.

The Ravenclaw decides it’s about time Lau dances again and stands, tugging at Lau’s sleeve to get him to stand up as well. It snaps Lau out of his thoughts and Sam grins at him. “Come on, it’s a family tradition. You’re one of us now.”

The statement must strike something because Sam can see tears building up until Lau blinks them away, smiling. He nods and follows Sam to the middle of the room next to Sam’s parents, who regard them with caring smiles. Lau looks down at Sam, not sure where to put his hands, and Sam wraps his arms around his friend’s neck. Lau relaxes and rests his hands on Sam’s waist as Sam rests his head on the other’s chest. It’s really more swaying than dancing but none of them care. It’s soft and loving in a way Lau hasn’t experienced much since his mother died.

 The rest of the night is as laid back and Lau is set up in J’s old room. Sam lies awake in his own bed, his overactive mind refusing to shut off just yet. Then he remembers he never got to ask Lau about his eye.

Sam slips silently out of his room and cracks the door open to Lau’s. “Lau…?”

Lau is getting ready for bed, pulling back the blankets on the bed, shirtless, when he looks behind him at Sam who’s still in the doorway. Sam looks away quickly, his face reddening. “Can I come in?” Lau smirks.

“Well, you kind of already are, but sure. What’s up?”

Sam steps in and lightly closes the door so his parents don’t hear, eyebrows already knit together. “Well… I-…” He purses his lips. He thinks about what to say for a moment then looks up at Lau. He goes to say something but his voice catches in his throat when he sees the scars that litter Lau’s body. Really, he shouldn’t be surprised. He’s seen what a werewolf can do to someone and he’s seen the claws that Lau grows. It’s still not a happy sight to see. It makes Sam’s heart clench.

Sam goes up to Lau and sighs. “I wish I could make these go away…” He reaches out to touch a particularly harsh one but refrains.

Lau huffs. “They don’t bother me much…” It’s half a lie and Sam knows it but he doesn’t say anything. He just puts his hand back down at his side and looks Lau in the eyes.

“What happened to your eye?”

Lau recoils from Sam’s blunt question. “Sam I-”

“It was your dad, right?”

Lau’s shoulders fall and he refuses to meet Sam’s gaze but that doesn’t stop Sam from seeing the memory.

The animagus’ lip curls in disgust. “He deserves to die.”

Lau makes a face. “He wasn’t always like that… He used to carry me on his shoulders and sing lullabies…” His expression can only be described as bittersweet.

Sam heaves a heavy breath in frustration. “Lau, your father died with your mother and a monster took his place.”

Lau opens his mouth then shuts it. His face pinches together and Sam deflates, hugging him. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to be so harsh, I just… I can’t stand that he does that stuff to you. You deserve the world, Lau.”

Sam feels warm arms wrap around him. “I know, Sammy.”

They stay like that for a short while. It’s more comforting to Sam than any comfort blanket or stuffed animal ever was and he’s reluctant to let Lau go. When Lau moves away, Sam catches him and looks up at him pleadingly. “Can I stay?... I-… I don’t want any more nightmares… It helps to have someone… there. You know?”

Lau presses a kiss to Sam’s forehead. “Sure, Sammy…”

 In the morning, Sam’s parents find him curled up against Lau and sleeping more peacefully than he has in months.

Little something soft for @slytherin-puffskein bc I love him and Lau. I probably butchered Lau but it’s late and I was kinda hungry... Anyways I hope you at least somewhat like it.

[slytherin-puffskein]

Befriend Laurent Dorian King at your own risks. Especially if you have a crush

A gift for the dear @booksviolinsandembroidery/ @samsamfromechedel ! I don’t really know how you picture Sam, so I hope I gave him justice ! !

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Oof 😂

Idk who started this meme but it’s super fun!! :D