goldenhxllows

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum​

“Thank God. They kept looking at me like I was trying to steal plays or something,” he pushed himself off the fence when he saw Greer exit the field. “But you looked good up there, Peverell.” // @goldenhxllows​​

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♕ ---- Greer finished taking her hair out of the two braids that she had it in and combed her fingers through the waves as she made her way to where she had spotted him. “Well, you are the enemy,” she teased. “Well thank you, have to be ready for the next match.” She slipped on her coat. “What brings you all the way to the Harpie Hen house?”

[goldenhxllows]

& t. malkin​

“I’m gonna go with sad.” Tilly commented, thinking about how her Aunt’s shop is currently open as they speak. “Everyone just goes on the next day like nothing even happened.” 

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♕ ---- Greer nodded and glanced over at Tilly. She noted the girl’s expression and tilted her head. “You doing okay,” she asked. “It is a lot to deal with I know.”

[goldenhxllows]

» tagged: open » location: diagon alley

♕ ---- Greer frowned as she looked around before she had a taste of her strawberry ice cream. “I’m not sure if it’s impressive how all the businesses went back to work or sad because everyone is just so use to it by now,” she commented after a moment of thought.

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum​

“It’s them. Of course it’s the party of the year,” Jackson replied in a bored voice, leading her towards the door. “But getting away from everyone does sound good. There’s way too many people in there.”

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♕ ---- Greer followed and once they were out in the fresh air, she undid the ribbon that held up her mask. “Feels like the whole wizard world squeezed themselves into that room,” she said with a chuckle. “We probably could get some cheap tickets to see any band right now because everyone is here for this instead.”

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum​

“God – why are there so many people here,” he breathed, maneuvering himself through the crowd. “You want to grab a drink and step outside for a little bit? I need air.”

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♕ ---- “I’ve been told that this is supposed to be the party of the year, I’m sure they all ran for a chance to go,” she replied as she nodded to the crowd around them. “A drink and some air sounds nice right now.”

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum​

“That whole reaction better be because I said you were attractive and not because I said my dad would,” he said, in feigned exasperation, as he slid in across from her. Jackson snorted, looking up at her over the top of the menu he skimmed as if he was getting anything else than what he usually did. “I will neither confirm nor deny that statement.” He smirked and sat his menu aside, giving her his full attention. With a shrug, he said, “I don’t know. Maybe like sports medicine.” He leaned back in his seat to look at her. “But that’s the issue with having narcissists as your dad. You do something you think will piss them off, and they find a way to make it about them.”

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♕ ---- Greer looked over at him, amused, before she nodded. “Yes, that was from you saying that I was attractive and not about your father. I have daddy-issues but they’re not that bad.” She placed in her order when the waitress came back around and made sure to get herself a mimosa. “I’m just taking you’re lack of an answer that you agree, no way around it,” she teased. She nodded at his answer. “I think you’d make a great sports healer,” she commented before she thought over her own question. “I’d probably be like mum and go into teaching. Little kids are a riot and I’m on the same maturity level so we’ll get along.” she chuckled. “You got that right. I don’t even think Da has noticed that Will isn’t even talking to him at the moment. At least not until he’s absolutely forced to.”

[goldenhxllows]

& m. peverell

“You came to practice hungover,” he repeated, lowering his wand to give his daughter a look. “You want the lecture now or after?” Magnus rolled his eyes and performed the necessary tests. “You could have gotten a lot worse than concussed, Greer. Which you somehow aren’t. It’s just a bump and bruise.”

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♕ ---- Greer had to stop herself from rolling her eyes at his words. She had survived in worse conditions than a slight headache during practice but it was no use to say that. “Well, it sounds like you’ve already started the lecture so I guess the choice is now,” she remarked and looked up at him. “But thank you for checking me out,” she added with a shake of her head.

[goldenhxllows]

& m. peverell

He’d been about to kiss her cheek on his way past her, but she’d moved her hair before he could. Magnus raised an eyebrow as he pulled back, looking down at his daughter. “Back of the head and you have a bruise on the front?” He questioned, bringing her over to sit down so he could check her. “You sure you didn’t actually fall off your broom?”

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♕ ---- “I may be concussed and you’re choosing now to tease? Should I have just found Will’s girlfriend?” She followed him to her seat and pursed her lips. “I didn’t fall off my broom,” she replied as she looked up at him. “May have shown up to practice hungover but I didn’t fall off my broom.”

[goldenhxllows]

& m. peverell​

“Hi, sweetheart.” A little surprised to see his daughter at the hospital, he gave her a quick once over to make sure she looked alright, before passing off the chart he was holding to one of his nurses. “Everything okay?” // @goldenhxllows​

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♕ ---- “Hey papá,” Greer murmured as she made her way into his office. She waited for his nurse to leave before she pushed back her hair to reveal the bruise that was on her temple. “I took a bludger to the head at practice,” she explained softly. “The assistant coach just wants to make sure I’m not dealing with a concussion.”

[goldenhxllows]

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum

“Get in my Dad’s good graces. He’ll extend it. You’re young and attractive. Wouldn’t be that hard.” He rolled his eyes, letting her apparate them, before continuing their conversation. Jackson wrapped his arm around her shoulders once they were there and started towards their usual place. “Yeah, yeah. I know. Stop dragging my feet, right?” He winked, moving his arm only to open the door for her once they got there. “Honestly, though? No idea. I knew I was going to play quidditch from the time I could walk pretty much. If I didn’t actually like it as much as I did, I’d bitch about it being forced on me.” He followed her inside. “But damn, I wish I didn’t like quidditch so I could have done something that pissed my Dad off.”

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♕ ---- Unable to stop herself, Greer smiled his compliment. She stepped into the restaurant and followed the hostess to one of the tables. “I would make such a great wife and you know it,” she continued with her teasing. “Plus, imagine the field day that Quidditch Daily would have.” She settled down in her chair not bothering with the menu, she already knew what she wanted. “There wasn’t anything else you like doing,” she asked curiously as she looked over at him. “I thought quidditch would upset my father but it turns out, he likes boasting about his children beng professional players. I should have given the muggle sports a better look.” 

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum

“Only because he has a lot of pull when it comes to quidditch.” Jackson smirked at the comment about her dad, but didn’t comment, knowing from experience how touchy that subject could be even if she was joking about it. “Sounds good to me. The past few hours were making me think of a career change.”

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♕ ---- “Well, you’re free to share some that sometime, you know,” she teased. “You can point out that I could be family by law, if only you’d come to your senses.” She let out a snort before she gave his arm a gentle squeeze to warn him and then she apparated them to the alley near one of the places they’ve frequented. “What would you even do besides quidditch,” she asked once they were settled and ran her fingers through her curls.

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum​

“Nah, I’m out.” Jackson pushed himself up to stand. “He knows he can’t get rid of me anyway. He’s scared of my Dad.” He smirked and held his arm out for her to take. “But yes, let’s go.”

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♕ ---- Greer grinned and followed suit, pulling herself to her feet. “That sounds like a nice perk to have. Unfortunately, I’m pretty sure my couch would scare my father instead of other way around.” She hooked her arm with his. “Let’s. Use bottomless mimosas to forget about quidditch for awhile.”

[goldenhxllows]

& j. krum​

“I literally think our coach hates us,” Jackson said, fighting back a yawn as he ran a hand through his now windswept curls. “Who the hell calls practice for 5 am?”

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♕ ---- “Your coach obviously did,” Greer teased. “But that just means you’ve worked out enough to earn brunch with a friend. But we have to leave now or your coach will see.”

[goldenhxllows]

& p. zabini​

Phoenix sighed, dropping his hand from his curls to look at her. Honestly, putting labels on things was something he was okay not doing, but he didn’t feel like he was getting out of this. “Okay,” he said, looking at her. “I’m holding you to the short and almost painless thing, though. Because that really doesn’t make me feel better, amore.”

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♕ ---- Greer glanced over at him and couldn’t help but to snort out of amusement. “I don’t want or need to be your girlfriend or any labels,” she said. “I just rather keeping the hook up part just between us, amore,” she added in a slight teasing tone. “You may not get jealous, but I will fully own that I do and will never apologize for it.”

[goldenhxllows]

& w. peverell

Will gave Greer a look, but didn’t comment immediately. Instead, he settled for dropping himself backwards on his couch, narrowly missing dislodging Loki from his spot on the opposite end. “My reaction is my fault or her getting pregnant is my fault?” He questioned his sister, moving his arms around Loki to bring him against his side. He ruffled his fur with a huff, “Because the latter is kinda both of our faults and I’ve already said that the first one is my fault. i know I reacted like an asshole, okay? I know I did.” With a sigh, WIll dropped his head back against the couch and stared up at the ceiling. “If it’s any consolation, her brother’s gonna kill me.”

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♕ ---- Greer rolled her eyes. “My reaction is my fault or getting her pregnany is my fault,” she said mocking his tone. “Of course you’re bloody reaction.” She pushed herself off the wall and raked her fingers through her waves of hair as she sent him a glare. “You realize who you sound like, right? Straight down to how you know its your fault. He always says he know what he did wrong in his relationships, and that he can be a bad guy sometimes. He can’t help it, just the way he is. Falls fast and leaves the moment something scary or difficult comes around.” She took a deep breath and reminded herself that this wasn’t about her issues with their father. This was about Will. “Look,” she said in a much softer tone. “You have every right to be scared and honestly, have real reasons to be. But, you care about her, right? You wouldn’t have gotten into a relationship with her if you didn’t. Do you really want to be twenty three years down the road and have her look at you the way your mum looks at Dad? Do you really want her to hate you without at least trying to talk to her about what’s going on in your head?” She then tipped her head back and snorted. “The fact that you think it’s just going to be her older brother who comes to murder you is laughable. You’re going to have the Chosen One chasing after your dumbass. And let’s be honest, he’s better at catching things than you.”

[goldenhxllows]

& p. zabini​

Phoenix smirked and moved to get out of bed, but then she joined him again, so he stopped. “Well, whatever the principessa wants the principessa gets,” he teased, pausing at her question. He let out a breath and ran a hand through his curls, “Do we have to?”

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♕ ---- Greer’s expression softened. She honestly didn’t want to be the girl who talked about this sort of thing. She wanted to be easy and breezy, and just go with the flow. But she wasn’t that and she just wanted to know all the facts. “Just want to be on the same page,” she said reassuringly. “I promise it’ll be short and almost painless,” she added in a soft teasing tone as she playfully bumped her shoulder with his.