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costin sandu !! 

         “ ian. “     he corrected him.   there were very few people in his life currently that remembered him from his previous life.  though he preferred costin,  giving up the moniker had been essential to starting over.  now caspian,  he preferred ian to his given name.  slightly less formal,  it made him feel as if he might still find his footing in this modern world.  “ i prefer ian. “   at leroy’s backhanded compliment,  ian shrugged.  truth be told,  he had looked better.   “ i have a bad habit of getting myself into trouble. “  he replied evenly.   between the manticore attack and the damage inflicted at the glitzy cauldron sale,  he’d easily seen better days.  “ very bad. “   the smirk on his face was a mask;  hiding the pained expressions he’d sported before.  he’d chosen to leave st. mungos,  make it back to work within the week.  his job,  after all,  was IMPORTANT.  in some respects,  it was the most meaningful part of his life.   the trainees had been under his supervision when the attack had struck,  his gaze watching them fall as they duelled with the masked miscreants.  they needed more training;  he needed to PREPARE them.   it was his responsibility !         

                   ❝ oh ! right, ❞ leroy scoffed lightly, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. leroy didn’t see the necessity in changing names. all he had done was change the spelling, as leeroy was now outdated and would stand out ridiculously. however, as a metamorphmagus, things had always been a bit different for him. if he wished to, he could change himself into another form altogether and change his identity at will. he could create a new person or copy another’s appearance, which he had done plenty of times in his time in the ministry and at hogwarts, much to his professors’ dismay. leroy chuckled lightly and gave him a once over, the smile actually fading from his face quick enough. ❝ ye really don’t look well, co–– ian, ❞ he corrected himself. ❝ ye should be in hospital. ❞ if they had been closer, he would have taken out his wand and used a healing spell, but now he hesitated. ❝ cumoan, lemme take ye back to st. mungo’s. i ah’m assumin’ that’s where ye came from? ❞

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okay, i have returned home from holiday !! i will be getting back to replies tomorrow morning. :) 

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kaia edwards !! 

“thanks.” kaia took the thermos, wrapping her fingers around it slowly. she loved the winter: it was always the best season, even if many disagreed. sometimes, though, she didn’t realise how freezing it truly was: her thin outer layer not enough to stop the breeze. “aren’t you just excited for the wiztober fest? perfect weather for it and all. besides, we need something to boost the mood.”

❝ it’s alright. i’ve got a warm body anyway. ❞ leroy always made sure to dress warmly, but even when he wasn’t feeling particularly insulated, his hands were rarely ever cold. he nodded lightly. ❝ a pure wiztober needs some snow, though. sure, it’s gettin’ cold enough, but it won’t feel like it’s really wiztober until i see some snow. ❞

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helen xun !! 

helen took a seat next to the wizard.      “      thank you.      ”      the formidable witch let out a breath she wasn’t even aware of holding in.      “      i feel like      busy      is a bit of an      UNDERSTATEMENT.      merlin,      i’m just glad the office isn’t in such disarray.      ”      truthfully,      she had       barely      managed to get her office of aurors in order.      the whole catastrophe with the glitzy cauldron has left everyone in a state of shock.      she had to admit that she was sure some of the more confident aurors had taken a blow to their ego.      but she did warn them not to get in over their heads.      just because they were experienced and knew the drill,      didn’t mean that they knew what they were up against.      “      anyways.      enough about all that.      how’s your day been      ?      ”

❝ if the office isn’t a big pile of horse shite by now, i’m impressed. ❞ an event like this didn’t happen every other day, or at least it wasn’t supposed to, he could imagine how stressed people must be. he himself had never dealt with such big cases, or at least, not directly. his cases were often smaller and more intricate. more spy work than fighting on the ground. nevertheless, he had enough friends in the auror’s office to know what kind of pressure there was to solve this case. ❝ tryin’ not to get myself down from the whole buddy system thing, ❞ he admitted with a shrug before leaning back and giving her a serious look. ❝ if ye need help, ye can always send me an owl, ye ken? ❞

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kellan avery !! 

kellan knew that the buddy system wasn’t the worst idea, but other than that he hadn’t formed an opinion– and if he had he knew to keep it to himself. “i reckon, after that it’s expected for people to be scared. it’s not like that kind of thing happens EVERYDAY.” the former eagle also knew in his opinion– there was no sense in complaining about the new system it’s not as if that would change anything. he felt his energy was better spent elsewhere, and not on something that he couldn’t change. “that’s a hard bargain. i was interested when alcohol was mentioned. so sure, why not.”

❝ the thing is–– why couldn’t they just make it a suggestion? like, if ye want to, don’t go by yerself, ❞ he added as a final statement. perhaps it was his old age that had made him a bit crabby, or perhaps it was because he was used to taking care of himself and he had done so properly for so long that he didn’t like the idea of suddenly being dependent on someone else. ❝ alright then. first round of gigglewater’s on me. ❞

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mafe velasco !!

mafe barks a laugh out loud at the man’s comment about his arse,              the hands that were currently moving to find the tiny tray of cookies coming into a stop and all.           she even placed them upon her chest as if by doing that said comment wouldn’t be funny to her anymore.             “           you said that,           not me          !          ”           the quirky witch cackles with a grin,            eventually dropping her hands back to the bags to continue her search for not only her tray of cookies,            but her wand           !          mafe isn’t that stupid to leave her beloved tool back home when she was walking through the streets after the aftermath of what the attack of the glitzy cauldron left—            she was just really messy…           and liked to put everything in wrong places.             she looks up when the man has gave her a hand,            and this is the first time she actually looks over him.              mafe blinks for a moment as he is…            familiar to the adorable of her wide eyes,             moving back against the bench while pulling the cookies over her lap.           “           thenk’,         man.          me findin’ my wand would have taken hours,          truly,           and if ye’ change of mind here are the cookies,             ”             she points to the small tray,             quickly taking a big bite on the treat she just took.            “              not to bother ye’ but ye’ seem rather familiar.             what are ye’,         man           ?           ”

❝ yeah, i ken that, ❞ he huffed. ❝ i ah’m the only one allowed to say that. anyone else who does it, can expect a hex from me. ❞ he was only teasing, but he allowed his dark eyes to darken a little more as he leaned his head forward, before letting out a soft belly-laugh. ❝ nah, don’t ye worry, burd. i was just jokin’. ❞ leroy loved sweets with a passion and he had never been very good at having a healthy and consistent diet, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t try and fight the urge to take her up on the offer of her cookies. he had been especially bad in his teenage years. ❝ what i ah’m? a wizard, former hufflepuff, former auror. only livin’ member of the madison family. i do photography every now an’ then... leroy madison. that’s me. ❞ 

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marigold van zon !! 

“ that would be an awful disposition, going around biting random strangers all the time. even dogs have preference, ” marigold joked in her brighton accent, but the sparkle from her reddish mahogany hues was noticeably absent, even if her smile wasn’t. the hufflepuff had just finished visiting her sister at st. mungos. she hoped that the auror department rounded up the masked miscreants soon. what’s fair was fair, and all one could do in a world so seemingly unfair, was believe karma would catch up to them eventually. she sat down, wrapping her floor length cardigan around her overall and velvet top tighter. “ thanks ! ”

❝ don't ye be surprised, it's happened t'me before. back when i was an auror–– fuck, i met some strange arse wizards... an' muggles, even, ❞ he scoffed. he caught a glimpse of her eye and noticed how her smile didn’t translate to them. a light frown unfurled on his forehead. he hesitated for a moment, but, the hufflepuff in him screamed to ask. ❝ not meanin’ to intrude, but... are ye okay? ❞

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arin mendoza !! 

“Okay. You definitely win on the being used to it thing.”  Unable to stop herself she had to ask, “so is this buddy system thing something they have implemented in the past ever? Or is this a new type of overkill?”

❝ oh, ❞ he started, letting out a soft snigger, ❝ definitely not the first time. it's been yonks ago since i actually fuckin’ listened to it though. ❞ back when he was an auror, he had been part of making sure that the rules were followed and he didn’t exactly have to follow them himself. even if he had, he wouldn’t have. those were his rebel days, which he’d never really outgrown. ❝ are ye a good rule-abiding citizen then? ❞

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britin st. james !! 

       “ look at her. “  he exclaimed.  though britin had no intentions of drawing his gaze back towards the harpy he’d just escaped, the why as to why he was with her had to be apparent.  with long blonde locks, legs for days, and a sultry pout,  everything about her was PERFECT.  everything that is, except her personality.  while he’d enjoyed a good shag, any attempt at pursuing something M O R E  was a lost cause.  it was a pity, too.  her father was directing a play he was interested in;  the lead role having been elusive to him.  he’d hoped a relationship with her would elevate his stock but sadly,  the fates weren’t aligned in his favor.  “ you’ve read my mind. “  he replied with a grin.  “ if you can SOMEHOW paint me as the good guy in all of this,  maybe the afternoon wouldn’t be a complete write off. “   it also wouldn’t hurt his career,  which was a definite plus !

❝ she looks a pure burd, but... that’s not what ye’re lookin’ for? ❞ he asked, pulling his gaze away as to not let her know that they were coming up with some way that britin could ditch her. leroy himself was usually more of a gentleman, but he could be a bit dickish when he wanted to be. ❝ just play along. i’ll sort this for ye. ❞ he pushed himself up from the bench, feeling his knees crack. was that old age creeping up or had he just been sitting for too long? he beelined straight for the girl, figuring that britin would follow him eventually. as he walked over to her, he lightened his eyes. his naturally dark brown, near black, eyes became a lighter hazel, his somewhat greasy-looking hair becoming more of a luscious curl. ❝ hi, lass. sorry tae bother ye, but–– i’m gonna need tae borrow yer date. a friend of ours got broken up wit’ today. can’t just leave ‘em be, ye ken? now, i ah’m no good with feelings, so i’ve really gotta borrow him. ❞

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holy shit so erm i’m listening to the books on audible and i s2g i never noticed this part. GINNY WALKED IN ON PERCY MASTURBATING WHAT THE FUCK J.K.

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arin mendoza !! 

Knowing she was just asking for someone to catch her, again, out alone, Arin took this man sitting on a bench alone up on his offer.  “Thanks,” she said, as she sat down, “I don’t particularly fancy being fined again for being out alone.  But I’m so used to it, it’s a difficult habit to break.”

❝ trust me, ❞ he started, ❝ if there is fuckin’ anyone who’s used to it, it’s me. been doin’ it for what–– two hundred or so years. ❞ leroy didn’t usually bring up his age so casually, but it was the second best thing after letting out a mocking snort at her ‘being so used to it’. he had managed to keep it in, but still–– something had to give. 

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kaia edwards !! 

“if you don’t mind.” she’d been moving around for hours, and her legs were aching. all she’d wanted was a quick break to let herself recuperate. sitting down on the other end of the bench, she wrapped her coat tighter around her frame, the october air cooling. luckily, it wasn’t as cold as it had been in the morning —- she didn’t mind the cold, but forcing herself out of bed was getting harder and harder. “it’s bloody freezing today, isn’t it?”

❝ ye can say that, ❞ he huffed, a small puff of breath visible against the cold air. leroy often wore clothes that were a bit too warm, but today, it had been a good choice. his long coat draped down his body, made of a thick material that he had charmed to feel lighter, as not to way him down. ❝ here, hold this. ❞ he handed out his warm thermos, the outside just as warm as the contents inside. he had used it to warm his hands before, but his were now a toasty temperature and he laid them into his neck. 

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@adoraisms​. ( closed. ) 

         one of the few things he would buy with his money and fame, was opportunities to shoot proper models. ever since photography became a more accessible art, leroy was hooked. he used muggle and wizard cameras, finding the stillness that he got from muggle cameras giving off a certain eeriness or serenity. it all depended on the setting. he was glad to be meeting with adora. it had been too long since he had last done a proper shoot. ❝ thanks for meeting me, ❞ he greeted her. ❝ do ye want anythin’ to drink? ❞

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@lezekiiel​. ( closed starter. ) 

           leroy had done business with zeke’s family many times before. he had done business with the family before, buying properties from them over the last few decades. that wasn’t why he decided to pay a visit to lezekiel’s shop, though. ❝ zekiel, ❞ he greeted him, a cheeky smile around his lips as he leaned his hip against the register. ❝ i got a kind of... talisman a while back. now, i was pretty fuckin’ shit at divination back at hogwarts, but i have nae got a good feelin’ about it. mind takin’ a look at it? ❞

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@clarabaes. ( closed starter. )

        with the start of october came another dull and long ministry-organised charity event.  they never seemed to end.  there had been weeks where he felt he spent more time at these kind of events than at home, and he loathed them.  however, as a former auror and someone who had been offered many a job by the ministry, he kept getting these endless invitations.  thing was–– he never knew whether he would one day want to accept one of these offers.  whether he would like to go back to being an auror, or perhaps he would want to pick up another job in the ministry. especially with the recent goings on, his interest in politics was piqued, more than it had ever been. that didn’t mean though, that he wasn’t planning on letting that keep him from having a good time. ❝ claramae, ❞ he tutted with an exasperated chuckle. ❝ ye look great. how long’s it been? ❞

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starter / plotting call !! give this a like if you’d like a random starter ( this can be in the world somewhere or at hogwarts, he’d probably swing by occasionally ). reply with a vine reference of your choice and i’ll come sliding into your IMs to plot ! 

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britin st. james !! 

             with an arm wrapped around a pretty young witch,  britin st. james scoped out the area for somewhere to sit.  they’d just left a stage play, the former having gotten bored halfway through and irritated him into leaving early.  the play was probably heading back in now, intermission leading into the second act.  he sighed.  as a connoisseur of the arts,  it was sacrilegious to leave midway through.  it was also,  he noted wryly,  likely a sin in itself to MURDER ones date – causing a commotion that would take away from the experience.  it made the injustice easier to stomach,  especially as bertha prattled on about whether or not the photographers at the event had captured her good side.   seizing an opportunity,  britin extrapolated himself from her grip and gestured towards leroy.  “ i have to see a man about some … things. “   with that he excused himself,  easily sliding into the vacant spot when he was invited.  he recognized him vaguely;  as an elite himself,  he often found himself rubbing elbows with the grandest of wix that the wizarding world had to offer.   “ you’re saving my life, mate. “  he replied evenly,  his smile all teeth as he avoided making eye contact with his date.  his faux-american accent dipped easily,  as if he were talking about something serious … NOT  about his deceptions !   “ she was doing my head in.  five more minutes and i would have lost my mind. “

           leroy had, over the years, helped many people in many ways, some more legal than others. however, he had never before helped a person just by allowing someone to take a seat beside him. sure, he looked intimidating and perhaps even scary on his best days ( and today was definitely not one of those ), and friends had taken advantage of his rough exterior many times before. the thing was–– st. james did not seem to be in danger, or wanting to roughen up his reputation. leroy followed his line of sight, or more accurately, he followed the exact opposite. the pretty young witch caught his eye and he couldn't help but laugh. ❝ that fuckin' bad? ❞ he huffed. ❝ st. james, right? i thought ye'd have the burds waitin' in line for ye. why're ye wastin' yer time with her then? ❞ glancing back over at her, she seemed impatient, continuously checking for the time to see whether she could barge up to them yet. ❝ do ye need me to ‘steal ye from her’? be the bad guy? ❞ he wouldn’t mind helping the other out. frankly, britin seemed so relieved to be away from her that it was probably fairer for him, or them if britin would accept his help, to send her on her way.