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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 16, 2015 15:38:09 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Amos walked into the three broomsticks. He'd had an errand to run in a nearby village for his job, and thought he might as well stop by. He did have a few friends at Hogwarts teaching, and because of that, he figured he may run into them. Besides, the Lestrange found he needed a good breather from work and other matters that he would certainly not get into. He stepped up to the bar ordering a whiskey but remained standing. He preferred it that way, particularly with the pub so busy, and busy for him was over ten people. He watched a few students go by and rolled his eyes, finding himself disinterested with anyone under the age of twenty years old.
Taking the whiskey he sat down at a the bar, off to the side to keep himself out of the way of people he may want to curse later. But it seemed silly for him to take a table for only one. Even if it meant more isolation for him and his nerves. He had a habit of removing himself from stressful or over active environments, but this time he was stubbornly refusing to leave. He'd wanted a drink, and damn he's going to get one and drink it it peace. Leaning back in his chair, Amos, ever tidy and neat, took a drink of his firewhiskey- not touching the stuff in years... and for good reason. | @open words; xxx notes; blerp |
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Post by ROSE HARLOW WEASLEY on Jan 21, 2015 3:58:05 GMT
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Hogsmead weekend. It was a weekend Rose Weasley was not too sure about. After everything happening, Rose wasn’t sure if she wanted any particular student out and about. She did voice her conern and well, just more teachers were pushed to accompany them. Rose was one of them. The redhead, got up early in the morning and readied herself for the event. She would patrol the streets go in for a cup something strong, go back out and patrol and then repeat. It was the only way, Rose was going to get through today. Don’t get her wrong, she loved her students. Just not outside the classroom. In her classroom they were behaved and they all got along, outside of it, they were just a headache waiting to happened, and she wasn’t too happy about that. The woman took a large jacket and covered herself before leaving the castle. She waited in the courtyard with the others. Once all the students were gathered, they all made their way to Hogsmead.
The redhead did her rounds before walking into the surprisingly not so crowded bar. She’d expect more students running inside, but it being a nice day, she could see the reason they were out there and instead of here. The girl took off her jacket and placed it on a hook before going to the bar. The girl made her way to have a bartender in front of her. “Single malt whiskey on the rocks, please.” She told him, though she knew he already knew it by heart. Rose spent many nights in The Three Broomsticks drinking and grading work. It was the only place she could get some peace and quiet and make sure, the papers were graded properly. She was a bit specific when it came to her assignments.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 21, 2015 4:38:04 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Amos watched the crowd when a redhead entered. He knew her by the immediate look. Daughter of two of the gold trio and hardly a target... yet. She was surprisingly let to work at the school, much to the professor's dismay. Suppose it kept numbers up, and it was always welcome to Amos to allow purebloods to switch sides. Amos wasn't his father, however, and actually didn't much give a damn about the war. He was far too invested on his own head to care about what went on outside of it. Though as the Lestrange took another drink he moved over, sitting down next to her. "Another whiskey." He breathed, watching the bartender carefully.
He wasn't going to hit on this girl. No way. He had no interest in the redhead. But instead the contact she had. Soemone who they had in common, even though the weasley didn't know it. There was something about as soon as Amos took a drink of alcohol that a member of the potter or weasley clan walked into his midst. But he didnt' care. She wouldn't know his identity, he flew below the radar, his sister was the face of the lestrange clan, and he had no fucking interest in being a political smiler. He liked his brain, he liked reading over interacting with people any day. | @open words; xxx notes; blerp |
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Post by ROSE HARLOW WEASLEY on Jan 21, 2015 5:39:06 GMT
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Rose went many years wishing she wasn’t a Weasley, many more years accepting it and using it to her advantage. But she was still never used to being recognized on the street. Red hair was the signature trait of a Weasley child sadly. Her face was then laced with light freckles. Her eyes though, were her mother’s. Brown and light specs through them. That was the only thing that wasn’t Weasley. Her height, her hair, her pale skin, the freckles and appetite, that was all Weasley. Her brains and her eyes were her mothers. And before she, hated it. She was best friends with her mother and wanted nothing but to be her. And then, her father was captured. Rose went after him. Rose found him. Saw him die. And then, Rose was a werewolf. Now she was not just a Weasley but a werewolf too.
Rose was given her glass. She swirled the contents a little before she took a drink from it. The girl swallowed the liquor and looked at the glass. It was her favorite drink. For awhile she took whatever but then Rose tried the liquid and she never went back. The girl took another sip and soon someone took the seat next to her. The girl glanced at the man. He was vaguely familiar but she couldn’t place him. The girl finished her whiskey and held up her glass. “One more please.” She asked politely before she placed her glass back down. The girl waited a moment before she turned towards the guy slightly, “I’m sorry but you look a bit familiar. What is your name?” She gave him a curious look.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 25, 2015 20:13:58 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight She turned to him and he could feel her eyes, so a small smile spread on his face before it was removed by a swing of alcohol. He tilted his head in acknowledgement. "I might just have one of those faces." He smiled slightly, half smiling but looking at her nonetheless. She had technically engaged first. He took
He smirked, meeting her eyes before finally answering her question, "Amos." Then he scanned her face before speaking again. "What about you?" She looked like a weasley, in fact he knew who she was, but that didn't mean he had to. Better to stick to first names anyway. As fun as it would be to scare off some little redhead, he wanted to let this go on as long as it did. He was in need of entertainment and she was going to be the first course. Besides, who knows what he could find out.
He took yet another deep breath, "What brings you to the bottle?" He asked, his voice low and rumbling- yet cutting through the atmosphere easily. | @open words; xxx notes; blerp |
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Post by ROSE HARLOW WEASLEY on Feb 11, 2015 11:49:13 GMT
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Rose raised an eyebrow, “Indeed you might.” She guessed it was just that, he held a face she might have seen in a crowd or was just familiar to another she knew. It could be either, Rose wasn’t acquainted with the Lestranges, other than Everette, but that was a matter all in its own and not in need of another thought. The girl gave him another glance over. She guessed it shouldn’t concern her any more. The question was answered and there wasn’t much more to be said. The girl took another drink.
He was actually asking for her name? But then again, maybe he was being polite. “Rose.” She nodded to him. Weasley wasn’t a name you could just throw around now a days. She still held connection to her family and loyalty, but as a Hogwarts Professor, she was to stay neutral until she was to change to the Death Eater’s side. Rose usually went around introducing herself as Rose Harlow. Made things simple and kept people guessing. She even requested to be called Professor or Rose, never allowed the chance to know she was a Weasley. Rose was incredibly smart and she needed to be careful in the territory of her enemies. Rose looked at her cup before glancing at Amos, “Needed an adult atmosphere in all honesty.” She was getting around from students and forgetting just a moment of her responsibilities.
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