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꧁༺ 𝕽𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖑𝖕𝖍𝖚𝖘 𝕶. 𝕷𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 ༻꧂
“Most fit…” Rodolphus repeated, a grin beginning to stretch at his lips. He stepped forward and extended his hand toward the other male. “You flatter me, Monsieur Loren…” Another step forward and he reached down to catch one of Julien’s hands in his left. His other hand came up to wrap around the back of Julien’s neck as he brought him forward for a quick but passionate kiss. “Dance with me…” He hummed in a playful tone before making the first step to lead the dance.
“Well we both know it’s true. It’s not flattery when I’m just being honest.” he said taking his hand and kissing it as if he were a prince. Jullien had no thoughts as he kissed back wrapping his arms around the other man grinning a bit. He loved these little moments they had even if they weren’t as frequent as he would like.” He nodded. “Always.” he said without thought as he moved with him.
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A crow made a complete flight through the castle in search of one particular person. Upon finding that person, it swooped down with a loud caw and dropped a piece of parchment sealed with green wax and a very fantastic scripted L. It was an unmarked letter for only the eyes of Julien Loren. An offer to meet in the Clocktower Courtyard for a later night rendezvous at the top of the hour. It didn't leave the poor boy much time to make a decision as the crow only dropped the letter seven minutes prior and the castle was a big maze...
Rodolphus was perked high up on the stone wall, waiting patiently for Julien Loren. Would he turn him down? Only time would tell. He had taken note that he seemed to flirt with his brother earlier in the evening which had made him immensely jealous and encouraged this desired encounter. The door opened... black eyes darted to the door and once he was sure that it was Julien... he flew off of his perch, behind Julien and then made his human transformation. Appearing, seemingly, out of thin air...
"You came..."
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really, narcissa swore that she didn’t mean to physically recoil as the boy spoke to her. it happened out of sheer instinct when anyone outside of her extremely tight circle of friends addressed her. probably after a lifetime of being trained by her mother that the majority of the public weren’t exactly deserving of speaking to her. still, she melted her grimace into a bright smile. “Oh - Justin, isn’t it?” Narcissa tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I appreciate the warning, but fret not - I don’t consume anything I haven’t been served,” she spoke as if that was an entirely normal statement. “it’s the principle of the thing - a daughter of druella black does not serve herself. i’ll pass the warning onto the next person, though!”
He didn’t mind the recoil. He’d had it happen before and he really didn’t care he was who he was and who he was was someone fun loving and not caring of others opinions. “So close. Julien. Maybe I’ll be important enough one day for you to remember.” he joked. “As long as you’re careful with the servings.” he said smiling. “I’d think you’d love serving yourself though being in control of what you drink.” he said with a small shrug.
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rabastan !!
“ merlin . i can be ugly too . would you like to see it ? ” his patience was beginning to run out . rabastan was trying to be … well , personable , but fuck if it wasn’t the toughest thing in the world . he didn’t flirt very often in fact , he wasn’t entirely sure he knew how but he knew this much : he hated how persistent and tactless this man was being . he felt like a young woman having been cornered by a drunk perverted real estate agent . but he had to admit the stranger had a point . everyone was crazy ; some more than others . “ that’s mighty optimistic . have you met some of the students here ? i’m not sure their truest selves is something you’d want to subject yourself to . but really , go to town . i’ll be back to collect . ” he replied , motioning to the flask as he turned to take his leave .
Julien had been having fun flirting but stopped a moment looking at the man. He knew some did get uncomfortable but he thought this one was enjoying the back and forth. “You don’t have to humor me if you’re not enjoying this. The fun of flirting is the back and forth.” he said simply realizing if the man didn’t like it how he might come off to him. “Truth is always better than the lies they come up with. Games are only fun to a point getting stories out of people finding out the good and bad is the best.” He smiled.
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rabastan !!
“ yes , well , your masochism isn’t doing you any favors . ” rabastan tossed back dryly , though his gaze continued to appraise the wizard before him . he was confident ; one had to be to wear such bright , and frankly blinding , colors . rabastan thought the flesh might burn off his bones were he to touch his mask . it looked acidic . as if a unicorn drank too much . at the shift in conversation , rabastan almost scowled . almost said ‘ do i look like i share ? ’ . but then he remembered his attempts at enjoying his anonymity , and that he had shared his flask only moments before . " very good , actually . and very strong . so if your intention is to make people crazy , then by all means . i do enjoy a good show . ”
"If it gets me the attention of pretty boys like you I think it does all the favors in the world.” he teased. He raised his brow waiting for any kind of response. “Oh people here are already crazy. They’re just so tightly wound they don’t know how to use that to their advantage. I just want everyone being their truest self and having a good time.” he admitted
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Julien grinned as he made his way around. He loved the character he put into his costume there were a few others who definitely had a fun costume but so many of the guys were just in suits and masks and it was a bit of a snoozefest. Maybe he wanted to hit on a freddy mercury look alike. Either way he was going to have fun and find the best looking boys to snog. “Now now you don’t want to drink that. There’s spiked punch in the back that’s probably more firewhiskey than juice.
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Julien hadn’t truly expected anything from Rodolphus. He flirted with the man but he didn’t think anyone really took him seriously and that’s honestly what he wanted. It meant he was less likely to be seriously rejected. It made things easier. He also didn’t expect much dressed the way he was but he hoped muggleborns would understand at the least. Either way when he had the crow drop the letter he reread it twice and stashed it making his way up to the clocktower courtyard. He jumped hearing his voice.
“Well when the most fit man in our year requests my presence immediately who am I to turn my enchanting presence down.” he said putting up the bravado just in case he was wrong about this and it was all meant to be some kind of cruel joke.
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A crow made a complete flight through the castle in search of one particular person. Upon finding that person, it swooped down with a loud caw and dropped a piece of parchment sealed with green wax and a very fantastic scripted L. It was an unmarked letter for only the eyes of Julien Loren. An offer to meet in the Clocktower Courtyard for a later night rendezvous at the top of the hour. It didn't leave the poor boy much time to make a decision as the crow only dropped the letter seven minutes prior and the castle was a big maze...
Rodolphus was perked high up on the stone wall, waiting patiently for Julien Loren. Would he turn him down? Only time would tell. He had taken note that he seemed to flirt with his brother earlier in the evening which had made him immensely jealous and encouraged this desired encounter. The door opened... black eyes darted to the door and once he was sure that it was Julien... he flew off of his perch, behind Julien and then made his human transformation. Appearing, seemingly, out of thin air...
"You came..."
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rabastan !!
his wry , smug grin was hidden behind another sip from his glass . rabastan was an observant creature by nature and he knew what it looked like when a beautiful woman was cornered ; shamelessly flirted with because she was alone . never did rabastan think he too would end up being appraised like some prized beast of burden . he would be stewing in resentment had he not been so amused amused at the idea that this man would eventually find out he called rabastan lestrange ‘ pretty ’ . the irish always were ballsy . " best if you don’t talk , actually , ” he replied , reaching into his pocket before offering his flask . “ i might get the wrong idea . ”
Julien had never had much in the way of self preservation. Lorens always went out of there way with dangerous ones. He’d seen it with his own mother and aunt and he knew Charlie would always be similar in that no matter if she settled with someone nice and boring he knew her just as he knew himself well enough to know he could never be tied to some boring domestic life. “Now now you act as if I don’t say precisely what I mean.” he said leaning against the wall taking the flask to sip. “That is quite good. I hope you brought enough to share with the whole class.” he said smirking almost mischievously seeing if he wanted to spike the punch. Sure it was childish but everyone deserved to have a very fun and rowdy Halloween.
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Julien kept watch during the night as he sipped his drinks and flirted under cover of anonymity that he knew was just a facade. He started moving though when he saw the girl in the corner almost hiding and watched her make movement and went to stop her. The students that way were definitely on something and getting rowdier and he just didn’t want to see her walk head first into a disaster. “Out the other way has more air and less people.” he said keeping his voice down. “Specifically less plastered idiots that look itching to start something.”
slughorn was known to be quite charismatic, even more so, he was well respected among the pureblood familes. what did this have to do with anything? amelia needed to have his approval. it would benifit her in the long run with her parents. hence her attendance to this masquerade. the blonde would have never done this out of her own volition. as a child she’d had enough of these type of gatherings.
the witch had one mission tonight. to stay low.it should be easy enough. she had been standing in a corner by herself since her arrival. people watching, amelia never minded being alone. even though she was by herself, there was this ominous feeling in the pit of her stomach. paranoia? was she being watched? walking around would ease the tension, she thought. taking a step foward, she felt an arm pull her to the side. “what-”
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Julien enjoyed his time hidden behind a mask. As if no one would know it was him. He doubted that was fully true. Everyone had such unique personalities that would flow forward with just a little prodding and probably some questionable substances he would be happy to partake in. “Now how can I talk a pretty boy like you into getting me something like that to drink.” he said with a small tease not bothering to mask the irish accent that fell heavier from his tongue whenever he chatted someone up.
rabastan !!
rabastan appeared to materialize from the shadows , a halfway-filled scotch glass somehow already in his grasp . the professors were unbothered by this act of defiance because the alcohol was charmed to mirror that of their very own punch . he was sneaky ; not a snake , but a man , though much smarter in�� his not so humble opinion . his slight addiction to booze aside , rabastan had very little reason to be sad that evening . he considered the anonymity a drug , and he was high off of it . as a result , the edges of his lips curled upward in a subtle smile as he glanced around , shoulder nonchalantly resting against a wall .
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sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?
Julien wants to be a journalist and wants to be known for that crafting stories on events to bring knowledge of them to the public eye but he most likely instead will end up a cautionary tale of loving and trusting too much and winding up dead because of it
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Jealousy me no. But in all actuality I am possessive but not jealous persay. So if someone has something or someone I don’t that it’s not an issue but if you’re fucking around with whose mine I will make sure I drape myself all over them and not let that person near them. But honestly intent matters too.
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What is the most embarrassing thing that happened to you last year?
Waking up in some man's home after going to a pub and having to sneak out in just my shorts so his wife didn't catch me. And then having to have a conversation with my mum about being careful who I go home with cause he was her best mates husband and she recognized me.
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if you could change anything about hogwarts, what would it be?
How serious everyone feels like. We're young and this is such a short time in our lives everyone needs to calm their shit and stop acting like this is the end of their lives.
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Joseph Quinn (actor)
crédit : ladyfame
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