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mckmarl​:

“I prefer to call it stalking.” Marlene grinned. She had no intention of following the other, but found the routes collided at least somewhat. “I had a pheonix feather to pick with a certain dummy in the duelling club room. You aren’t being followed in the night. Sadly enough, it’d make a great chase.” It had taken her a slight moment to figure where they were going. “I’d assume you’re just hungry. Nothing too mischievous there.”

Fab grinned at the sight of Marlene. In this case, she was certainly more a welcome nuisance than a wrench in their plans for the evening. “The dueling club room? Well, you’re in luck. For one night and one night only, I’ll escort you there. Consider it a gift from a friend having absolutely nothing to do with the room falling on the route I was already taking.”

“’Course I’m hungry. I’m always hungry,” they chuckled. “So, what did this dummy do to face the wrath of Marlene McKinnon? And, more importantly, do I need to fight them too?”

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“Me.. follow you? You’re having a laugh right?” She said shaking her head. The blond licked her lips, crossing her arms tightly against her chest. “Not that’s its any of you business but I was meant to be meeting someone but looks like they’ve been spoked and aren’t going to show.”

Fab shrugged, slightly smirking as they answered, “No laughs here. I couldn’t possibly be more serious.” Fab recognized the girl as Rita Skeeter, a Slytherin girl in their year. They hadn’t heard much about her other than she liked to have a good time. “And not that it matters, but I’ll have you know I’m extremely desired. I wouldn’t be shocked in the least if there were dozens of others hiding in the hallways just waiting to catch a glimpse of me.” They grinned and turned to continue down the corridor, looking back at the golden-haired girl as they walked. “So... you coming then? Since your mate was a no show?”

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“what? Me? following you? never.”  Gideon looked at his twin with a twinkle in his eye.  “Really, Fab, don’t you think I know by now that every night you sneak down to the kitchens both to chat with the house elves and to get a late night snack?” 

Fab grinned, their eyebrows slightly raised, “I hate to say it, Poke, but I think you’ve lost your touch. Not an ounce of stealth in your walk this evening!” They chuckled, signaling their brother to catch up with them. “I could’ve spotted you a mile away.” Fab looked over at Gid, a sense of relief washing over them. Everything was better with their partner in crime alongside them. “So what possessed you to join me to the kitchen? Heartbreak? Insomnia? General hunger? I’m sure I can convince the elves to make a few extra pumpkin pasties for you.”

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Fab waited until half past 11 before slipping out into the halls. They began to take their usual route down to the kitchen when they caught something out of the corner of their eye moving. They turned around quickly with a smile. “Y’know... if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were following me.”

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cerfrouge​:

“Well you see MacDonald won’t kill me because it will never happen in a game,” James pointed at Fab his smile still a million megawatts as he pocketed the ball and sighed. “Thanks for having my back though, I know you’re a true friend,” he laughed before realizing what he said. “Don’t tell Sirius, Peter or Remus that either okay? Wow so many secrets between us,” James made his way over to them and nudging Fab with his elbow. “I’m done messing with you Fab, in all seriousness I know you’d hype me up.”

“Y’know, you’re bloody lucky I’m good at keeping secrets after that exchange,” Fab said, a smile playing on the corner of their lips. “Although... are you telling me your mates don’t let you have any other friends? ‘Cause that’s just sad, to be quite honest.” They made a face at him, pouting their lips. Fab always had fun messing around with James. He was one of Fab’s favorite lions on the Quidditch pitch. Easygoing, dedicated, fun during practices. “Right, ‘course. I’ll never let you live down your mistakes, but what kind of teammate would I be if I didn’t hype you up when the time came? I know you’d do the same for me.” Fab responded.

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Fab chuckled, “Listen Al, I did the best I could with the surrounding resources. You have to admit this hallway is pretty barren so, all things considered, I actually picked the best hiding spot available.” They shuffled along, the other student herding them as they walked along the corridor. Truthfully Fab had been hoping to sneak up to the astronomy tower for a bit of drunken star-gazing. “Oi, why pretend it never happened when you could just join me? Could be a fun change of pace?”

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            “  really  now ?  hiding  behind  a  suit  of  armour ?  that’s  something  a  first  year  would  try .  here ,  we’re  only  ten  minutes  past  curfew ,  what  say  you  keep  me  company  while  i  walk  you  back  to  where  you  ought  to  be  and  this  never  happened ?  ”

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          𝕒𝕦𝕕𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕒 𝕚𝕦𝕧𝕒𝕥  —                  fortune favours the 𝕓𝕠𝕝𝕕

( non-binary | they/them | brigette lundy-paine ) —— isn’t that FABIAN PREWETT? yeah that is them, sitting there at the GRYFFINDOR table with those other SIXTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees a closet full of far too much denim; a chilly early autumn day with leaves crunching beneath your boots; a to-do list on the bedside table with a third of the items crossed off dated a month and a half ago; wind wooshing past your ears and rushing through your hair miles above anything and everything; the bite of firewhisky hitting your throat; a cup of tea on Molly’s table, lukewarm because you’re late as usual. anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty LOYAL, SHORT-TEMPERED, and OBSERVANT. apparently they’re ‘FOR THE LIGHT' and PURE-BLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. —— [ sab : EST : 25 : they/them ]

hiiiii squad. my name is sab and i am 25 years old! i’m nb and i use they/them pronouns. i am old to RPing as a whole (started around 2007) and have been on tumblr since ~2012, however i haven’t written a character since 2017 so i’m excited to jump back in! pls be gentle with me while i readjust and PLEASE plot with meeee! click the read more to learn abt my dumb sad stubborn deflecting lil’ nugget

BASIC INFO —

name: fabiana ginevra prewett fabian alford prewett nickname(s): fab, bean (by gid), alfie (by their gran) birth date / age: 3 april, 1960 / 16 zodiac sign: aries sun, cancer moon, scorpio rising gender / sexuality: non-binary / queer blood status: pure-blood, blood traitor ethnicity: english, irish nationality: english myers-briggs type indicator: ESFP-T house: gryffindor extracurriculars: beater on the gryffindor quidditch team, gobstones club, member of ‘for the light’

BACKGROUND INFO —

place of birth: st. mungo’s hospital for magical maladies and injuries, london, england current residence: chudley, devon, england / hogwarts castle, highlands, scotland grandparents: alford abbott [grandfather, deceased], molly abbott (née fawley) [grandmother] parents: liam prewett [father, deceased], ginevra prewett (née abbott) [mother, deceased] siblings: gideon prewett [fraternal twin brother], molly prewett [older sister] pet(s): family barn owl named apollo, maine coon for school named fluffy

BIOGRAPHY —

on 3 april, 1960, fabian prewett was born to two loving parents shortly before their brother joined them in the world. they were preceded by a sister, molly, who was everything you’d ever want in a sister. wise, fun to prank, and great in a debate!

fab and their siblings honestly had a pretty picturesque childhood. they grew up in west country, playing and running free in the fields surrounding their little home. they never had too much money with their mother working in regulation and control of magical creatures and their father at a secondhand broom shop, but what they did have they shared. the children never wanted for anything because they had everything they needed: kind and accepting parents, endless fun with each other, and a home full of love.

their parents have always been very vocal about their support for blood equality. they believe in a fair world for all, and they’ve always encouraged their children to believe the same. fab can remember as a kid going to protests with their parents, standing outside of the ministry holding hands with their father while he waved the family’s “silence is violence” sign. activism has always been an important part of the prewett family.

fab started to realize something was different about them from a pretty young age. when they were about 9 years old, they told their mum that they didn’t feel quite like a girl. she asked if fab felt like a boy and they responded that they didn’t. their mum told them that that was okay too and explained that some people don’t feel like a boy or a girl. if fab were alive in 2020 they’d probably use the word non-binary to describe themself, but in the year 1969, their mum taught them the word androgynous. when they told their papa, he totally understood. fab knew he wasn’t quite sure what to say in response to the news because he said “is that why you beat a bludger so good?” fab shook their head and chuckled but knew that this meant that nothing would be changing with them and their father.

when they started at hogwarts, fab realized pretty quickly that they didn’t like just boys or just girls. they thought that lots of different kinds of people were cute. they told gid about it and the two deepened their bond when gid shared that he was pretty sure he only thought boys were cute. after that they loved to mess with each other, gid asking if fab had a crush on bellatrix black and saying how vile it was and fab doing the same sort of thing to gid.

in 1972, their mum was murdered. it was reported as an “isolated hate crime” and took place at a protest she was attending alone. the kids were absolutely devastated, and their father obviously was as well.

their father died later that year. he was born with a heart defect and there were some complications with his condition that lead to his passing. now that the kids are older they joke that he died of a broken heart. shortly after his passing the kids moved in with their maternal grandmother who they call nan.

these events have definitely changed the way that fab behaves and that they see the world around them. fab is very hesitant to open up to people on a deeper level, preferring to drink and have fun and fuck around. they’re also very likely to deflect any serious sort of conversation with a joke of some sort.

fab is much more the image of the reckless and irresponsible gryffindor than that of the brave and daring sort, trying anything once without a thought towards the consequences that might come about. part of it is the thought that at this point, there’s not much left that matters. both their parents are dead, the war is looming, and fab is planning on laying their life on the line so they might as well have fun while there’s fun to be had.

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Fab had been wandering, looking at the sky and people-watching. They loved the mundanity of it all. Students chatting in small groups in the courtyard, one or two scattered reading a book of all things. This was not an unusual leisurely activity for them. They’d think of what the people were thinking about or the people who loved them. They knew they didn’t look it, but Fab was a bit of a romantic in that sense, dreaming up worlds in their head based on what they saw around them. The stroll took a slight turn when they happened upon a fellow lion throwing a ball around. They watched for maybe 10 minutes before he finally missed a throw. “My lips are sealed... although MacDonald’ll kill you if she sees that in a game, mate.” They chuckled, but hoped the other knew that they were slightly serious.

James threw a small toy ball up in the air and waited till it looked like it was going to definitely be a miss to catch it, he repeated this action over and over again. It was a small way for him to not only practice his reflexes when he wasn’t on the field, but it was also a way for him to show off. A smirk appeared as he continued getting nothing but near perfect catches. It wasn’t until the final showdown with the ball where he threw it up higher than usual that he failed – the great James Potter failed – with a loud bellow he watched it bounce on the ground and roll away from him. James looked to the person nearest him and winked. “You didn’t see that okay?”

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It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, PTSDee (S12E07)

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