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Hey my loves, Just a reminder I am on a mini Hiatus, as off to Whitby for a long weekend. IM will still be open, and Discord is too, so will pop in once in a while when at the hotel.
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Lally beamed and held him in a tight embrace. It had felt too long since she had hugged the older Scamander brother. And it felt good. He was a good hugger. She laughed at his words and shook her head, pulling back as the embrace ended. "I will get one one day, you watch, and then you can be jealous." She smiled.
The tall woman walked along beside him, her eyes flickering from between him, and her surroundings, taking it all in. Even though there were similarities between MACUSA and this Ministry of Magic, it was more noticeable that they were very very different from each other.
Her head turned to focus on him again as he spoke, her smile gracing her lips once again. "I found my way." She simply replied. "Its very different from what I am used to, but I could get used to it." She mused.
Lally then chuckled a little "I haven't been in London very long, but perhaps you would be willing to be my guide around London also." She said, looking at him, then ducking a little as a paper aeroplane flew past them. "You know, this ministry is a little Chaotic. I like it." She chuckled.
A New place but an Friendly Face (CLOSED RP)
Continuing from here from the starter here
The Head Auror gave a chuckle at her comment, nodding softly "That we have" he agreed. Everyone knew Theseus was a physically affectionate man, as much as his brother wasn't, so when Lally mentioned a hug, a grin broke onto his face and he didn't hesitate to embrace his friend in a warm hug "I'll admit if you can manage to get a hug out of my fickle brother, I'll be both surprised and jealous I'll admit" Theseus joked before letting her go and nodding that she follow him. His hands returned to his pockets as they walked - the Ministry's interior and means of getting there were far different than that of MACUSA's on top of the differences in how they both handled the muggles and secrecy of their world - well No-majs to those in America of course
"Wasn't too bad finding your way here I hope? How was the trip to London?" he asked moving to walk into the main room just outside the floofpowder networks, bringing people in and out of the workplace - letters enchanted to fly to their destinations in the air, announcements being made. A Team of aurors even passed by, giving Theseus a greeting as they seemed to be heading off on either a patrol or mission
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Lally smiled as she saw Theseus. It felt like it had been too long since she last saw him, but he hadn't changed one bit.
"Nothing this gal can't handle." Lally replied as she looked up at him. "We've been through worse haven't we?" She asked. The professor took a moment to look him over "Well? Are you not going to hug me? After everything we've been through, I think we're at the hug stage, right?" She teased him lightly, opening her arms and wrapping them around him, hugging him tightly.
"So you going to show me around this ministry or not?"
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The Head Auror for the Ministry of Magic made his way down the hall, hands in his pockets and body language relaxed as he gave an effortlessly charming and friendly smile approaching another Auror who was questioning the person Theseus turned his attention towards "They're with me Lockwood, Apologizes I meant to give a notice a head of time. I'll take it from here chap" he spoke nodding that the Auror he called Lockwood go back to work, which was what the man did before theseus looked to the person he had been expecting "Didn't give you too much trouble did he?" Theseus softly joked
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Her thumb lightly brushed the back of his hand as they sat their, she enjoyed holding his hand, it felt oddly familiar, comforting.
She could definitely get used to it.
"I think every generation gets a little more devious. Perhaps I was just a goody two shoes back in school, that I didn't notice just how devious you were" She chuckled softly.
"Oh from the sound of it, dating you is definitely the most dangerous task." She joked. "I feel you need to tell me more about what has been hushed up, after all, we should go into this relationship fully open with each other, should we not?" She asked with a cheeky smile.
"But Yes, I think it is best to let them know from the beginning."

Nicholas shrugged before taking a sip of his drink and then setting it back down. "Perhaps not; the younger generation gets devious with each passing school year; I wouldn't put it past them," Nicholas commented. He would know that the higher level of education made him more devious as the years went on.
"Well, I can tell you perception has served you well, I wouldn't expect anything less from you," he added.
He let out a chuckle. "Almost, but my father managed to sweep that under the rug; all hush now," Nicholas confessed.
He nodded, "I think that would be a grand idea; let them know you're up for the most dangerous task ever, teaching young minds and also informing them of our relationship."
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Mallory straightened and looked at him. "Oh How I long to have a sliver of your Respect." She replied, rolling her eyes a little.
"Its all I long for, all I need in life." She said in a patronising tone.

"if we manage to pull this off together, you might just earn a sliver of my respect." / @acciomusa
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"Harry. Stop putting yourself down like that. Its not a bad thing to be a natural leader, but you have to realise, people look up to you, people admire you, and you are an incredible wizard. Just accept it, or I will get offended."
"No, you are better than Ron, but I am saying you are not better than me." She teased lightly. "I have Skills Mister Potter." She then smirked a little.
As they held each other, her head rest in the crook of his neck. "I promise you, you haven't. Your friendship gave me confidence that before I used to have to fake. Now I am comfortable with who I am." She assured him.
When he said he hadn't had Pizza for years, her eyes widened. "You haven't eaten Pizza in years. Merlin Harry, what have you been doing with your life? How can you not eat Pizza in years? Its like one of my staple foods." She laughed.
"Well, this better be good Pizza then, I have to remind you just how good Pizza is." She smile at him. "I know just the place, But how about we be Muggles tonight and go by the Underground?" She asked. Sometimes she liked to just remember her Muggle roots, taking the underground trains like they did, watching people, observing them. It made her feel more connected to who she was.

Harry scowled at her, “I am not a natural leader.” But there was no real malice behind it, “You’re all just barmy enough to follow me for whatever reason.” Taking a step forward the young wizard gave her a challenging smirk “Try it, I dare you.” There was something comforting about this, the banter- it was the first time in awhile he’d felt anything resembling relaxed.
“Oh, so you think Ron and I are on the same level?” Harry quipped, his first mate was no slouch but…well the Green eyed wizard didn’t think it was arrogance to say that he was better than his redheaded mate. “I think you’re challenging me to a duel.”
“You mean the world to me.” The shift in his tone was sudden, “And I know I’ve been an arse at showing it. I.. We were both nightmares to be with during that year on the run I’m sure.”
Shrugging he gave her a smile when their arms looped and he pulled her closer without thinking about it. “But that’s going to change. You’re my best friend Hermione Granger, and I’m going to start showing you.”
There was still an emptiness in his chest, some part of him missing…but being around people he cared about was helping. Maybe one day he’d tell her the truth, but for now he was merely content to be here. To show her she was important and make up for (what he saw as) mistakes of the past.
“Pizza sounds amazing. Merlin do you know the last time I had pizza? It’s been years Hermione. Years.” A playfully dramatic flair entered his tone, “Where’s the best pizza place in London?”
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Jessica smirked "Really? I've been told I have incredible Wit and Humour." She smiled at him as she looked up at him. "Admit it, I've made you think, even laugh a little. But honestly, everyone thinks we Hufflepuffs are just docile little creatures, We can be quite surprising." She smiled.
"But I wouldn't put it past some of them to have Orgies." She then laughed.
She smiled at him as he spoke about what he wanted to do. She could imagine him as a teacher, teaching defence of the dark arts. He had a skill when it came to defence. "I want to become a MediWitch, help others as much as I can, work in St Mungo's." She explained. "Just like my Mother is." She added. "From a young age she has taught me to make healing potions, and I wish to be able to continue that, to help others."
"Well you have missed out not paying more attention to the old Friar, he is quite entertaining." She told him. "He's always a little drunk, but always quite a funny guy. His conversations are extremely." She chuckled.
“You have an awful sense of humor.” Harry said dryly, glancing over at her “I refuse to believe Hufflepuffs are having giant orgies.” But a snort escaped him before a small laugh finally make its presence aware.
The idea of finding a grown up job was kind of terrifying, but he knew what he wanted to do; had figured it out in fifth year and the war had only cemented that further.
“I think I’m gonna be a professor, or at least that’s what I want to do. I have to meet with the headmistress and everything but I think teaching Defense is where I’m heading.”
He shrugged and looked at her “I did not, I’ve met the Bloody Baron a couple of times and even the Ravenclaw Ghost but the Friar is kind of a mystery to me.” he confessed.
“What about you? What do you plan to do now, work for the Ministry?” It was a shame Harry hadn’t gotten to know more Hufflepuffs, but he’d always been rather isolated with Ron and Hermione (in some ways it was a comfort, in others it was very much not).
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She tried to catch her breath, but there was still a tightening in it that feared the worst. After all, this was a battle, those they were fighting against did not care about killing them, even though they were just Kids.
She nodded at his words and looked at him, then suddenly hugged him. She just needed to have that human contact.
"I don't know what I would do without Padma." She breathed, slowly letting him go and taking his hand when he took hers.
"I'm not sure I can." She admitted. Even though she was a Gryffindor, right now, she felt like she was the furthest thing from being brave herself. But at the same time, she didn't want anyone she cared about getting hurt. "But I will do my best." She continued.
She lift her free hand, wiping the tears from her eyes and taking a slow deep breath, then nodded, as if to let him know that she was ready.
Bastian placed a hand on Parvati's shoulder. "Listen, Parvati, Padma is one of the bravest witches I know and even more skilled. She's been taught by the best witches and wizards, and it helps that you two are members of Dumbledore's Army and were taught by Harry, of all people, how to defend yourselves." Bastian said, trying to calm Parvati down. "If she's with Cameron and Raven then she will be fine, neither of them are new to battles, Raven's father is an Auror and I bet you he thought them stuff that Hogwarts didn't. Let's just find them."
He took her hand in his. "I'll stay with you the entire time, and we'll find your sister, but in the meantime, we have to blast anyone who gets in our way." Bastian said as he smiled.
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"He told him your Aunt and Uncle made you live under the stairs, forced you to be some sort of slave for them." She said. She couldn't remember it all, but she knew some things weren't great.
But in her opinion, it was worse to have your own parents be the ones that tortured you, that forced you to do things you didn't want to do. But she wasn't about to say that.
"He's not. He has no power over me anymore, not since the fall of Voldemort, since the last battle. I told him he was a weak man, told him that I was my own person, and left." She said.
Pansy then rolled her eyes. She wondered what part of being forced, or keeping people away deliberately that he didn't get. Its not like his group were innocent in the name calling. They were teenagers, kids, they said things like that. Its not like she physically hurt them. "Remind me of this awful unforgiveable shit that I pulled Harry." She then said, Wondering what it was that was apparently so awful to hold such a grudge against her. Especially after she had explained herself.
When he said he wouldn't mind trying to start over, the smallest hint of a smile graced her lips. "Be nice to have friends that I actually knew when I was younger." She admitted. Though, she wasn't sure if they would ever be "Friends" Seeing as he still seemed to want to hold a grudge of some sort against her.
"Oh you can try to Hex me, but you wouldn't succeed." She replied.

Harry scowled, he was going to murder Ron. That hadn’t been his story to tell. “What did he tell you?” asked before waiving off her explanation “I know he doesn’t. I’ve been his best friend since I was eleven, I know how he can be.” He’d been on the receiving end of Ron’s lack of filter many times, and he still shuddered to think of their fourth year fight.
“Just because you don’t talk to them doesn’t mean they’re not harassing you or something.” Harry said sheepishly before shrugging. “Look Parkinson I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forget the shit you pulled, but I know what it’s like to be in a situation you can’t escape.”
Was this some weird bizarre world? When had he started to Sympathize with Pansy bloody Parkinson of all people? “But I wouldn’t mind trying. We were all children in a war that we had no business being in… But I reserve the right to hex you if you irritate me.” he added dryly, hoping to lighten the mood a little.
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