dawnwitheyy:
It wasn’t often that Dawn went to Wixburger. The last time she’d have gone was last summer, drunk and trying to get free chips out of Danny. Her smile faltered a little, but she quickly hid it. “Alright, I could eat.”
“Meet you in Puddlemere then?”
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tonkstedtalk:
Ted paused, forehead wrinkling as he picked up Dora. “It must be the– no, no, no, it’s definitely the neighbors. Definitely the neighbors.”
“Is it... always like that? The neighbors, not the baby. The baby’s pretty cute, now that I know she’s not the source of that smell.”
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When: Sunday, June 13, 1980
Where: Bones House
Who: @ameliasbones
“Are you just counting down the days now?”
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When: Saturday, June 12, 1980
Where: The Commons
Who: @tonkstedtalk
“Is that smell the baby or the neighbors?”
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gideonprewonder:
Gideon crinkled his nose. “Fuck. Well, I’ll send positive thoughts your way.” He laughed, followed only by a wide grin—a proud, beaming one. “Herbalism.”
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“Thanks. We get to choose a specialty at the end of the summer, so hopefully my days of that kind of thing are near the end. Keep your fingers crossed for me.” Edgar nodded, grin still spread on his face. “Yeah, that makes sense. Sounds like it’ll be a good fit.”
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gideonprewonder:
Gideon chuckled. “Have they got you cleaning bed pans?” He sighed, rubbing a hand against his hip now tender from the fall. “Well, I’m heading back to Hogwarts in the fall. If you can believe it.”
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“Luckily nothing like that. I do have to deal with nasty boils on occasion, but that’s about as bad as the gross parts get.” He blinked at Gideon in surprise before a smile crossed his face. “You are? That’s brilliant, what for?”
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fabiansacharmer:
“Me?” Fabian took a large swig, and shook his head. “Dunno what you’re talking about,” he smirked, wiping beer from his upper lip.
“Yeah, I’m sure spending all week helping out with your family hasn’t been draining at all. Is your mum doing alright?”
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gideonprewonder:
“Uh…” Gideon wiggled and nothing seemed to pain him. “I think I’m okay, I dunno. Walking too fast, slipped.” He shrugged. “Anyway, how’s it hanging?”
“Pretty sure if you had a broken tailbone, it’d hurt to walk. Happens to the best of us.” Edgar shrugged his shoulders. “I’m alright. Typical healer things. How’s things with you?”
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dawnwitheyy:
“The likelihood of me seeing your nan is low, but I’ll keep that in mind if I do.”
“You never know. She’s pretty wily, she has a record of popping up when you least expect it.” He checked his watch before looking back up to Dawn. “I’m going to get some Wixburger or something, if you to eat after talking about your feelings as much as I do after a shift.”
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dawnwitheyy:
“I’d answer but I just spent an hour doing that, so,” she was able to laugh about it now. Or more, she needed to laugh about it – to keep things light.
“Even more of a reason not to ask then. If you see my nan, tell her I asked all sorts of overly friendly and invasive questions, will you?”
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gideonprewonder:
“Uh…” Gideon groaned as he stood up. “Fuck. Do you think I broke my arse?”
“Probably not, if you caught yourself a little bit with your arm. Does it feel like you did? What happened?”
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dawnwitheyy:
When: 14th May 1980
Where: St Mungo’s
Who: @edgarboned
Appointments at Mungo’s had become as common as training sessions in Dawn’s schedule. Whether she was there to see her healers, or to talk with Charlotte, she was at the point she knew all the welcome wixen by name. Still though, she tried to keep her time outside of her appointments to a minimum, getting in and out as quickly as she could. She was on her way out when she heard her name being called, causing her to whip around. “Edgar, hi.”
Edgar smiled in greeting as he approached Dawn. “Hey. Are you headed out?” He shifted his bag on his shoulder, wondering if he should have said anything at all. He had mentally started removing himself from the hospital the moment he changed out of his healer’s uniform, but despite a change in clothing, they were still in St. Mungo’s. “I’d ask you how you’re feeling, but I’m off the clock,” he joked self deprecatingly.
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gideonprewonder:
WHEN: Monday, 24 May, 1980; afternoon
WHERE: Puddle Park, Puddlemere
WHO: Gideon Prewett & Edgar Bones ( @edgarboned )
“Oh, fuck!” Gideon yelped as he slipped, landing smack onto the ground. Immediately, he inspected the cut on his forearm and sighed.
The sound of someone cursing nearby sounded familiar enough to make Edgar pause mid-step before rounding a corner in the path to head towards the source of the sound. Another turn revealed that his ears hadn’t deceived him. “Uh, Gid? You alright?”
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fabiansacharmer:
Fabian smirked as he slid into the seat across from Edgar. “You sure look comfortable for someone who’s only had the one Perry.”
“I didn’t have to fight someone for the best booth, so why not get comfortable?” Edgar slid the untouched glass across to Fabian before picking up his own. “Besides, I think you need one of these more than me.”
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When: April 30, 1980
Where: Diagon Alley
Who: @ritaxskeeter
“Whoa!” Edgar barely had a moment to keep the limit the move to a bumped shoulder rather than a full collision. “Sorry about that. Crowded around here today.”
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When: May 1, 1980
Where: Faintly Wronski
Who: @fabiansacharmer
“Went ahead and got you a Perry.”
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worththebraithwaite:
EDGAR BONES
“And it… made your nails fall off?” Edgar took the bottle and looked at the label in the hopes that it would have some clues as to what could cause nail damage. Instead, the label just flashed promises of long lasting wear in a color that wouldn’t chip. It took another few seconds for her words to penetrate, looking up again. “It was an emergency? A nail polish emergency?”
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“You know, maybe I should request to be treated by someone else.” Betty held out her hand expectantly, her eyes on Edgar’s face rather than the bottle. “If this is the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen in a magical hospital, you’re clearly not experienced enough for me to be confident in your abilities.”
fin.
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