hectichilde

[hectichilde]

Hilde could only work so much at the muggle bar Lily had helped her secure a job in. Muggles were weird and working was tiring. But that didn’t mean she wanted to go home. Not while she was arguing with Alice. Not while both the twins were now leaving. No way. The park was not exactly somewhere she’d planned on ending up, but it was where she was. And she just needed to sit down for a bit. Before she did something stupid, even by her standards. She didn’t exactly expect to end up sitting next to-- “Narcissa?”

@beforedawnstarters​

she hadn’t planned to be here, but she had wanted to see her sister but considering how busy her schedule was she didn’t think that she would have the chance to see her today. she should be annoyed at how far she had to come to get here, but if she was being honest, she was just a little bit dramatic. she had grabbed one of her cigarettes, something that she probably shouldn’t be having, but had snuck one in and walked over towards a more secluded area of the park sitting on one of the benches figuring out what her next move would be. she knew that she could just go home, but where was the fun in that? she had seen some ministry people walking this way, she had put the cigarette down and had her head looking towards the pavement. it was definitely not a good look, but she had convinced herself that if she didn’t make much attention to herself then she was practically invisible, right?

[hectichilde]

Hilde was in a bad mood. Fighting with Alice about home, being home around her parents all the time, and then finding out Alice was moving? Despite arguing with her, Hilde really did like having her around, and although it had been years ago now, she had hated the last time the twins weren’t home. Her parents seemed to either actively ignore her, or be annoyed with her. Like she was a nuisance, even when she hadn’t done anything! It was different now, she was older and could leave when she wanted, but she still dreaded the thought. So when Mina came bounding over, it was hard not to be a little resentful. Hilde had always liked Mina, even if she spent more time with Alice than her. Mina’s energy was infectious, and Hilde couldn’t help the start of a smile, followed by a half hearted scowl.

“Mmm... I could eat, but you’re buying. You owe me.”

@hectichilde​ 

she’d been chatting poor tedward’s ear off for the last half hour, nearly; mina might have been a little excited. she’d been continuously thwarted when trying to get time with hilde –– and she’d been trying since school let out –– and when she spotted her through the filthy window of the pub (she’d tried, okay, they’re impossibly dirty) she let out a squeal, threw her towel at ted, and was over the bar and out the door in a flurry of glitter and laughter. she bounced her way over to her cousin, never one to do something as boring as walk when filled with something as joyful as delight, and the bouncing didn’t stop once she’d reached her. “eeeee! i’m so excited I finally have you all to myselfffff” arms in the air she can’t help herself, still bouncing, still grinning, though the bouncing slowed as the fast (silent, thankfully) clapping began. “what should we do?!” are you hungry? do you wanna eat? do we wanna drink? do you wanna buy a cat? we can do anything! your choice, babes.”

[hectichilde]

henrvkas​:

           ❝      we   do   ,      hilde   .      we   do   .      mum   and   dad   and   anyone   else   ?      sure   that’s   all   pretend   ,      all   made   up   to   make   us   seem   normal   .      but   don’t   tell   me   we   don’t   have   it   .      don’t   tell   me   i   don’t   try   and   give   us   some   normalcy      ❞      she   wasn’t   the   blind   fool   that   her   sister   seemed   to   think   she   was   in   this   moment   ;     she   maybe   even   knew   more   than   hilde   did   ,      knew   every   burden   their   mother   had   forced   onto   her   .      ❝      well   that   couldn’t   be   helped   now   ,      could   it   ?      ❞

Hilde recoiled physically as Alice seemed to go on the offensive. Like Hilde had said something awful, rather than what was meant to be a joking remark. A poor one, in hindsight, but that wasn’t the point. But instead of backing down, apologising or moving on, Hilde felt herself turn defensive. Her chest clenched, her heart dropping through her stomach. Why did she have to be attacked for making a joke? She frowned, rolling her eyes, protecting herself the best way she knew; pushing back. 

“I know it couldn’t be helped, Alice. That’s not the point I was making. God forbid I tell you I actually like having you around.” It felt vulnerable to admit, only to have it pushed back like Alice thought she was being a brat and not saying she missed her sister. Like Hilde was an insolent child, not Alice’s sister and only a year her junior. “I didn’t ask for you to give us normalcy. I’m allowed to comment on Mum and Dad’s lack of it.”

[hectichilde]

frcnklcngbottom​:

“i don’t think so – the only criteria i have right now, is anyone but my mum” grinning as the youngest crouch had his full attention, quirking a brow – he took a step down from the circular stool, “what kind of colours would you suggest? i need to grab a few of these and i’m open to suggestions”

“Well, I definitely fit that criteria.” She considered him carefully, taking her time to think about which colours he would suit. “Something jewel toned, I think. Rich blues or reds maybe. You’d look good in them. And they look formal too.”

[hectichilde]

“Exactly right! Wait--” Hilde frowned, trying not to laugh. “No! I’m going to beat you. But it’d still be rude for you not to pay, Weasley.” She punctuated her words with a nod and putting the drinks down. “Avoid home as much as possible. Actually have some fun before NEWTs ruin my life all year? That’s about it. Oh! And Lily was going to help me get a job.”

hectichilde​:

Hilde chuckled at Arthur’s stunned expression. “Perfect. You’re buying first round, right? As the big graduate and all?” she teased. She led the way to the Three Broomsticks, finding a table for them in the warm, friendly pub. All around them chattering wix lit the place up, making navigating her way across the room with two full Butterbeers a bit of a challenge. “Alright. So, how’s your summer?”

           ❛  —  but,  of  course.  it’d  be  rude  of  me  to  not  buy  the  first  round  and  beat  you,  wouldn’t  it  ?  ❜  he  teased  again.  arthur  plopped  down  into  his  seat  and  leaned  back,  thankful  to  not  only  get  off  his  feet,  but  to  be  in  a  familiar  setting  again.  it  was  always  easier  to  relax  that  way.  ❛  not  too  interesting  thus  far  —  i  start  my  ministry  position  soon  so  i’m  just  trying  to  enjoy  as  much  free  time  as  possible.  do  you  have  any  plans  ?  ❜  he  asked,  his  hands  reaching  to  help  hilde  bring  both  jugs  down  to  the  table  without  any  spillage.  

[hectichilde]

henrvkas​:

           ❝      you   say   that   as   though   order   is   inherently   a   bad   thing   hilde      ❞      alice   said   with   a   sigh   ,      she   loved   her   sister   ,     honestly   she   did   but   sometimes   the   younger   witch   was   exasperating   .     she   had   grown   up   just   the   same   as   hilde   had   ,      she   knew   just   how   peculiar   things   were   at   home   .      she   didn’t   need   hilde   constantly   throwing   that   in   her   face   .      ❝      i’ve   still   to   get   my   plans   in   order   so   even   if   i   am   moving   it   won’t   be   till   you’re   back   up   north      ❞   

“I’m saying we don’t really have order, Alice.” It was all an illusion, and a tiring one at that. Alice might keep it up, might be able to tolerate it, but Hilde found it frustrating more than she even let on. “Well, I’m glad. Last time you both left at the same time, it wasn’t any fun. I mean, don’t let this go to your head but... I missed you.”

[hectichilde]

Hilde had never sat still long. Silence and solemnity made her uncomfortable, making it even harder. Still, she couldn’t not attend. Grace had been in the year above her, and her whole family was coming today. Not to mention... She felt an anxious sense of doom hovering over her. Oh, the impending doom had been there before, but now it felt more... real. More visceral. Hilde hated it, but she couldn’t shy away from it either. She stood next to Marlene, drink in hand. “I would hate it. I’d want them all to just... piss off. I mean, I get it. People want to remember them, but if it were me... I wouldn’t want so many people looking at me. Imagine trying to grieve like that.” 

꒰  🌻  ꒱    𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓   ﹕ @beforedawnstarters

             marlene  had  never  enjoyed  solemn  moments  ,  they  were  too  quiet  —  too  sad  .  they  made  her  restless  ,  on  edge  as  if  the  sorrow  in  the  air  was  simply  the  prequel  to  bigger  tragedies  ,  but  she’d  made  a  point  to  show  up  to  the  memorial  service  —  an  uncharacteristic  sadness  gracing  her  features  ,  a  nervousness  in  the  way  she  stood  rubbing  the  bottom  of  her  glass  watching  people  speak  to  grace  .  the  tragedy  was  terrible  in  itself  ,  but  the  implications  of  it  were  too  troubling  to  be  overlooked  :  it  wouldn’t  get  better  ,  especially  not  after  rodolphus  lestrange’s  election  .  merlin  helped  them  all  ,  it  felt  like  the  whole ��wixen  world  was  standing  on  a  ledge  ,  about  to  drop  .  she  took  a  drink  .  "  i  want  to  talk  to  them  ,  offer  my  condolences  but  .  .  .  can  you  imagine  having  so  many  people  try  to  shake  your  hand  ?  i  almost  feel  selfish  thinking  about  it  .  "

[hectichilde]

Hilde had come into Madam Malkin’s for similar reasons to Frank; the upcoming wedding and her parents’ garden party namely. She hadn’t expected to run into Alice’s boyfriend (or was that still complicated?), but that was only an unexpected upside.

“I think you’re asking the wrong Crouch sister, no?” Hilde liked Frank. He was nice enough and, more importantly, Alice liked him and he made her happy. Even if that seemed to cause her older sister to have existential crises, because Godric knew their role models for ‘romance and commitment’ wasn’t a steady one. “See, I like more colour. But timeless is probably the wiser decision.”

Location: Madam Malkin’s Robes

his wardrobe was lacking – his mum had been a bit more colourful with her choice of words and absolute horror of the growth that he had managed, but it was time for him to embark on the most dreaded task  - dress robe fittings. he had no excuses - with the mckinnon wedding coming up, the garden party and the countless events his career was going to plague him with, he might as well get through it. 

what he hadn’t expected was a familiar face, “so, what do you think?” rather than be embarrassed, he was rolling with it, “mum wanted something more colourful, but this seems timeless – doesn’t it?”  

@beforedawnstarters​ 

[hectichilde]

wecsleys​:

               arthurs  lips  formed  an  ‘o’  before  he  began  to  laugh  at  hilde’s  confidence  over  him.  he  was  sure  she’d  try,  and  maybe  he’d  take  it  easy  on  her,  but  he  was  always  up  for  any  type  of  challenge.  ❛  definitely  the  three  broomsticks  —  rosmerta’s  butterbeer  and  other  drinks  are  hands  down  the  best  by  far.    ❜  

Hilde chuckled at Arthur’s stunned expression. “Perfect. You’re buying first round, right? As the big graduate and all?” she teased. She led the way to the Three Broomsticks, finding a table for them in the warm, friendly pub. All around them chattering wix lit the place up, making navigating her way across the room with two full Butterbeers a bit of a challenge. “Alright. So, how’s your summer?”

[hectichilde]

withcringhcurs​:

         "  y'got  it  ,  i’ll  owl  ya  once  i  do  .  you’ll  get  paid  in  muggle  money  but  that  might  come  in  handy  .  "  lily  shot  her  friend  a  grin  ,  nose  wrinkling  and  shoulders  shrugging  as  she  walked  ,  a  raise  of  a  brow  punctuating  her  next  words  .  she  knew  hilde  enough  to  know  that  things  were  most  likely  not  .  .  .  great  ,  but  it  was  her  duty  as  a  friend  to  ask  .  "  y'wanna  talk  about  it  ?  home  ,  i  mean  ?  "

“Perfect. Thanks, Lils.” She grinned right back, though it froze as she saw Lily steering the conversation in a new direction. One that Hilde didn’t really want to get into. “Not much to say. Same old, same old.” The fact that Hilde did not want to be home spoke enough to what the usual was. Not to mention the fact that most of the time, it seemed to go unnoticed that she wasn’t there. “Barty’s moving out. Which is... interesting.”

[hectichilde]

sycrx​:

       𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦  𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑠  ℎ𝑒𝑟     a  laugh  for  the  comment .         ❛     i’d  vote   no ,    but  that  might  be  with  a  bit  of   bias   in  it .   ❜       he  gives  a  look   down   at  the  box ,   shaking  his  head .         ❛     not  at  all .    i’ve  lost   three   at  the  least  to  just   running   for  the  fields .    they  make  for a   challenge ,   all  right .   ❜         his  steps  follow  down  the  halls ,    turning  over  his  shoulder  to   address   the  question .      ❛     no .    i  made  sure  i  had  a  fireplace  i  could  just   floo   to .    no  need  to   transport   them  all ,   ❜         he  says ,   coming  into  the  room  with  a   few  boxes  sat  by  already .      ❛     we’ll  just  be  laying  them   here   and  travelling  back  and   forth   to  get  it  in .   ❜

“You’re right, you are too biased to get a vote.” Hilde shoots Barty a smile dripping with feigned innocence. Which turns into her nose wrinkling as she looks down at the box again. “Sounds like more trouble that it’s worth really. Can’t you just use a magical marker that isn’t an asshole?” She was impressed with his forethought to ensure his floo connection was in before moving; it was the kind of thing she would forget. “Perfect. What’s the address again?”

[hectichilde]

henrvkas​:

           ❝      and   the   wonderful   thing   about   having   just   sat   them   is   that   i   can   join   you   in   that   ,     try   and   keep   at   least   the   illusion   of   order   around      ❞      she   teased   ,      knowing   her   sister   probably   wouldn’t   want   a   glorified   babysitter   tagging   after   her   all   summer   .      ❝     just   don’t   wind   up   dead   in   a   ditch   somewhere   and   i’ll   do   my   best   to   keep   them   off   your   back      ❞

“All about the illusion of order in our family,” Hilde muttered under her breath before flashing Alice a smile. “You must really want to get out of Mum’s hair if you’re tagging along,” she teased back. She laughed, shrugging. “Look, no promises. But I seem to have a knack for pulling through anyway. Mum and Dad are the bigger problem. So, thanks.” She paused, looking around herself, and trying not to let her true feelings about this summer show through. “So, are you both moving out then? Is it just going to be me soon.”

[hectichilde]

sycrx​:

    ❛     𝑎𝑟𝑒  𝑦𝑜𝑢  𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔      give  me  reason   not   to ,   now ?   ❜       barty  throws  her  a  grin ,    shoulders  coming  up  at  the   question .         ❛     part  of  the   practice   in  it ,   ❜         he  explains   noncommittally .       ❛     the  idea  is  that   real   locations  aren’t   guaranteed   to  be   monotonous .    so  these  start  to   move  around   at  will ,    keeping  you  in   check   for   spatial  awareness   and  the  likes .   ❜         he  carries  on ,    fitting  all  else  that  he   can   from  his  desk  before   picking  up   the  crate  from  its  sides .   he  makes  way  around  the  room  to   lead   hilde .       ❛     just   by  the  fireplace .   the  one  up   here   —    no  need  to  head   downstairs .   ❜

“I don’t know, should I?” Hilde matches his grin, mirroring him perfectly. “I see,” she replied, looking at the box as if the contents were about to try and spring forth. Hopefully the dark would... lull them into stasis. “So they follow the real locations or are they just frustrating?” Maybe she was missing something here. “Oh so we’re not actually lugging this stuff downstairs then?” She almost made a comment about who could be downstairs, but decided against it. Like this summer wasn’t going to be chaotic enough.

[hectichilde]

hufflepuffkazimir​:

          “Sure, it probably is fine to take a day off, but I don’t exactly like that.” Personally, Kaz liked worrying. If he didn’t have something to worry about, then he didn’t know what to do. This was his last summer to be a child, except he’d never felt like a child before. Maybe he could find a way to relax a bit and enjoy this break before going back to school and worrying about exams and his future. “Really? That sounds entertaining to you? Most people find art stores overpriced and boring.” He hadn’t meant for it to sound judgmental, though it probably came out that way. 

“You do you, I guess?” Hilde half-admired it really. The determination and drive to study. She just didn’t have it. Her siblings did, and got the grades to prove it. Hilde... Hilde was a disappointment. A ‘could’ve been better’, ‘not living up to potential’. She was far too used to all of that. No one could explain why her brain just... wouldn’t cooperate, so she cloaked herself in armour of indifference. “Sure, why not? Art supplies are interesting. And besides, like I said, it’s anything to go out for a bit.”

[hectichilde]

withcringhcurs​:

          “  it’s  worth  checkin’  ,  merlin  knows  they’re  flooded  during  the  summer  ,  maybe  someone  needs  a  hand  .  i  stuck  to  muggle  london  ,  but  that’s  just  'cause  i  fancied  a  change  .  ”  lily  hummed  ,  brow  raising  at  hilde’s  suggestion  but  head  bopping  as  she  considered  it  ,  a  smile  spread  on  her  lips  as  she  continued  .  "  as  long  as  you  get  the  money  right  ,  i  d'know  why  you  couldn’t  —  your  parents  don’t  have  to  know  .  they’re  lookin’  for  someone  to  cover  for  me  and  the  other  girl  who  works  here  ,  yeah  .  y'want  me  to  put  in  a  good  word  with  'em  ?  "

“Ain’t that the truth. Every time I go it’s like a Hogsmeade weekend only worse. More families out and about, all that. I should ask.” And this was why Lily was the smart one. Hilde hadn’t even thought of it, but it was a good idea. “That’s true. I’d say normally my siblings might find out, but they’re both busy moving... Hmm. Yes! Please, I’d love that.”

[hectichilde]

wecsleys​:

           “  alright,  field  trip.  you  and  i.  but  where  two…  ”  arthur  paused  as  he  brought  his  hand  to  his  chin  in  a  ‘thinking’  position.  “  see  who  can  down  the  most  butterbeers  in  one  sitting  ?  i  think  i’ll  reign  champion,  but  i’m  down  to  let  you  have  a  try,  ”  he  teased.  

“Ooh, I’ll take that challenge! Maybe it’s time someone knocked you off the top.” Hilde grinned. Arthur would probably win, but Hilde was willing to try, mostly because it would be fun more than anything else. And butterbeer wouldn’t drink her under the table as quick as something like Firewhiskey anyway. “Three Broomsticks? Or Hogs Head?”

[hectichilde]

regulustxt​:

     Giving Hilde a glare, he takes a step back from the display and turns towards her. He lets the look fall and instead adopts a rather silly looking grin on his face. “Yeah,” he agrees, glancing at the sign and then back at the wix. “I suppose I had that coming to me.” He shrugs then as he moves towards the display of chocolates, finding them much more favourable and less surprising. He wasn’t sure why the wix was talking to him; he knew of her history with Sirius and figured she would stay far away from the likes of Regulus Black. Nonetheless, he didn’t necessarily like to give off the impression that he was a bad person. He takes two chocolates from the display and offers one to her. “Sometimes things are better when you’re not supposed to do it.”

Hilde just grinned when Regulus glared at her. All the better to annoy him really. He was right, he definitely had that coming. Not that Hilde had never slipped a ‘free sample’ from Honeydukes before, but it was funnier when your friend’s asshole brother got the comeuppance than when you did. Hilde frowned slightly when he offered her the chocolate, looking at him curiously. Surely he knew she was friends with Sirius--hell, the two of them hadn’t exactly hidden their on again, off again relationship when it had been a thing either--so why was he offering her chocolate? “I mean, you’re not wrong there,” she said, taking it. “And sometimes things are funnier when they happen to someone else.”