#Elland

[ask-elland-n-will]

William. Elland. Dearests.

Do you prefer tea or coffee?

And how do you take them, either way?

[Don't start Will on talking about tea, he's a spoilt expert 🍵🫖]

[traceyc-uk]

It's nearing Halloween, and Elland sits down next to the new fifth year with some pumpkin pie on a plate. The plate gets placed between the two students, and Elland takes one of the pieces, motioning for NFY to take the other with a smile.

"Everyone's been running around, sorting out their Halloween costumes since we have less than 2 weeks left," comments the Hufflepuff between the bites. "Do you plan to dress up as anyone or anything this year? I think William is trying to organise a party this year again."

Pumpkin pie!!! Elland should know he’s weak for anything in buttery pastry 🤤 he’s certainly hoping to dress up, especially after been given an excellent suggestion of a certain creature 🦛, but he’s yet to find the attire.

The Fifth-year balked with a mouthful of pie, thinking he’s not sure if William will be so quick to invite him to any parties after what he’s about to do…

[sealedintime]

Elland, West Yorkshire, England, Photo by Martin Parr, 1978

#historylovers #historyinpictures #sealedintime #historicalphotos #vintagephotos

[kiwiplaetzchen]

And so the last drop has dripped

The tiny, little udders got plucked, got squashed, got squeezed and squished until the very last drop. Nice and warm. Fully organic. Fresh from the source.

Thank you, my dear Dairy Lovers:

💛 Elland 💚 Will 💙 Monty 💜 Theo 🤍 Allegra 🪻 Aileen 🍵 Hellendil 🖤 Sebastian 🦉 Alsius 🌷 Ada 💙 Wren 🐐 Felix

The almond got so excited to produce so much milk for all of you. You will never see a happier almond.

drip drip drip The disturbingly cute almond was glad to have served its duty.

🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛🥛

[shadowsstarwc]

WHERES MY MILKSHAKE DATE PUNK DONT MAME ME SEND THE GANG!!!

I FORGOT ABOUT IT YOU DIDNT REMIND ME

[adallegra]

Allegra: *Plays with Clem and pretends to eat Clem's snacks only to show that oh, Allegra has more!*

Elland, caught off guard somewhere to the side, watching it all transpire:

*gives Clementine one last smooch and ruffle before leaving for class, after which, the Golden trots up to Elland instead:*

Anymore treatos?

[theodoradevlin]

It was dinner time when Nosy finally spotted Theodora enjoying her meal on the Hufflepuff table, his tail wiggling at the sight of her. With a nimble leap, Nosy jumped down from Sebastian's shoulder and started waddling towards her.

In a truly athletic display, Nosy leaped from student to student, landing on their robes and backs with graceful ease, causing a few startled yelps along the way, until he finally landed on the table of the badgers. He dashed through the bountiful spread, pushing over a few drinking glasses, bowls, and plates here and there, until he stopped right before the girl.

Nosy rummaged through his belly pouch at high speed and pulled out a small, heart-shaped potato. Nosy was waiting quite a while to give this to her! One whole day! (A very long time, in Nosy's eyes.)

The Niffler rolled the earthapple towards Theo with a proud squeak and a cheeky grin as if he wanted to say, “That’s right, marvel your gaze upon THIS little treasure! It's just for you!"

Nosy wanted to swagger a bit longer, but that was until he spotted a certain lad sitting next to the Hufflepuff Lady from the corners of his eyes. Ah, if it wasn’t the Chump-Gentleman! ( @ask-elland-n-will )

Nosy squinted at the fiery-haired boy. Nosy had not forgotten about the belly rubs Elland gave him that day. The Niffler was still salty about how vulnerable and exposed he felt that day. How did Elland know about the Teal King’s weakness? It was time for a little payback.

Puffing out his chest, Nosy let out a loud, demanding honk. The little Niffler strutted over, his tail wiggling with confidence. "Oi, you!" his eyes seemed to say as he stopped right before Elland. "Remember me, mate?"

With a quick snatch, Nosy grabbed some peas from Elland's plate and started throwing them at him. He wished he had his pea shooter, but sadly, the pretty Prefect had confiscated it earlier. Wasn't Elland just a lucky guy? BUT NOT LUCKY ENOUGH!

The little menace dashed forward and snatched Elland's Pumpkin Pasty. With a triumphant honk and the pasty in his snout, Nosy climbed up on Theodora and nestled on top of her head, snuggling into her hair. He smirked at Elland, curious to see what the Hufflepuff might do now.

Theo had chanced a look over towards the Slytherin table, not that she looked over in the direction that often or anything, but as she did she couldn't help but smile at the happy tail wiggles as Nosy spotted her from Sebastian's mess of hair.

As Nosy jumped from @ask-sebastian's shoulders, Theo had no doubt the teal fur ball was coming her way. She gave Sebastian a helpless shrug as if to admit that: yes, your niffler could probably do whatever his little chaotic heart desired, and neither of you would ever do anything to stop it.

You knew it. Sebastian knew it. And Nosy definitely knew it.

...And that included just letting the absolute trail of unapologetic messes happen as Nosy made his way over to her. She watched, half wincing, but mostly impressed. She'd have to reward his efforts with some treats!

"Hello my friend, I hope you're being good, but not too good, today." She smiled warmly at him, giving him a light scratch as he excitedly rummaged for something in his pocket. Upon seeing the magnificent potato, she couldn't contain the excitement on her face. In fact, she was almost as excited as the niffler himself.

She held it in her hands gingerly, softening at the heart felt gesture. Not only was it a potato (the most versatile of starch's) it was also A HEART SHAPED POTATO?

She gasped, bending down to Nosy's eye level, giving him a loving head pat as she vowed stoically, "It's beautiful, thank you Nosy. This treasure is going to stay with me forever, you sweet wee devil."

She almost turned to show it off to Elland, but could see that Nosy was desperately trying to tell @ask-elland-n-will something. The honk seemed quite imperative. She watched curiously - was he excited? Angry? Oooh- nope. There were those peas again.

She'd only seen Nosy threaten Andrew with them, so Theo knew the peas meant business. Merlin save Elland for whatever it was that the poor boy did.

She watched apologetically as the little paws snatched the pastry from Elland's plate after the pea assault. Nosy was quick as he scrambled to her hair to seek shelter. Or gloat.

By the look on Elland's face it was probably the latter.

"Now Nosy, you know gloating it isn't nice." She reached up to give him another little scratch before looking at Elland, "I guess only a few of us are the chosen ones today - what on earth did you do to have him stealing your pastries?!"

[ask-andrew-larson]

Hey there, pretty boy~

I sneaked into the Astronomy Tower last night for… reasons I shall not specify (the Leander incident? Hehe, I'll say no more). And you just stood there, watching the skies as if you were looking to uncover secrets of the Universe.

Tell me: Are you always this cute or should I start sneaking into the Astronomy classes more often now?

Not even going to hide, Cyrus 🔥

*Drawing himself to full height and squaring his shoulders, Andrew decided that it was finally time to face this owl that had been haunting him for a while now. He panned the classroom until his gaze fell onto a familiar Hufflepuff and took deliberate steps toward his classmate.* 

Elland! 

*Andrew drew one last deep breath and slammed the letter down onto the table in front of @ask-elland-n-will. Then, his composure crumbled, and he slinked down onto the bench next to his Charms partner. Voice feeble and weak, he looked imploringly at his friend.* 

Help, please.

[ask-elland-n-will]

[Whenever Chris, Elland, and Will end up having a philosophical discussion, they get so deep into the topics that the world comes back to them only when they are done for the day. In this instance — this is the first time they realized that Chris ties his hair 🤭

@diana-bluewolf A little thank you for Elland's birthday present!]

[ask-andrew-montrose]

Elland is a little hesitant coming to Andrew with this but he does not really have a choice. William is strict: Elland has to empty the pocky box by the end of the day. The Ravenclaw who Elland has watched from afar ever since William had that first interaction with him, grew to become a not-so-bad person in his eyes. Perhaps he really did heed Elland's warning. At the very least when it comes to William. Elland is grateful to see his little fox happy, even if with a little pang in his heart because it is not Elland's doing.

The Hufflepuff finds Montrose sitting on a bench at the furthest corner of the courtyard engrossed in his studies. Andrew looks so focused on what he is doing that his face takes on a mask of an ancient Greek statue: gorgeous bone structure, strong nose, full lips, especially the bottom one. Elland has to take a deep breath before coming to sit next to him, turning his whole body in Andrew's direction, and taking out the pocky box.

"Montrose. Long time no see. I am here on the behest of our little ginger snake. I have a task and I cannot back out of it now. As with any bets. You understand."

There is a pocky in Elland's mouth after those words are said.

Andrew’s brow raises, seeing Elland coming in his direction. Last time they conversed, it had been when Elland had given him quite the lengthy scolding about his behavior, so as he sits beside Andrew and takes what seems to be a very deep breath Andrew can only wonder what the hell is about to come next.

His grin deepens as he hears him out, turning his body in Elland’s direction more and more as he explains. It’s too good. Elland? Of all people? Coming to him with a bet like this?

He chuckles, “I understand only too well. I admit, you’ve made me curious on exactly what the terms of that bet might be. Knowing William…well. I’m sure it’s something good…”

He leans closer, determined to win.

“Just so you know, I won’t make it easy for you.”

His hand snakes to Elland’s jaw, holding him in place incase he has any thoughts of chickening out.

Andrew keeps his eyes on the stick, his lips coaxing it further into his mouth gently, determined not to break it. Elland’s face is coming closer and closer into view, enough for Andrew to appreciate and understand why Will likes to spend so much time with the Hufflepuff. He is surprised to feel a twinge of, something. What? Jealousy? Would Will prefer someone like Elland?

It strikes a competitive flame right back up. Despite the mixed emotions coming to light as he realizes he wishes it was Will coming to him with this challenge instead. But he didn't. He told Elland to...and…so Andrew has to win doesn’t he?

He moves his lips closer until there is finally no more space on the stick, just a breadth of air between Elland’s lips and Andrews.

He smirks as Elland seems frozen...guess he’ll have to end the game for both of them. It's what a gentleman would do. Or at least...the type of gentleman Andrew is.

That hand on his jaw pulls Elland’s head forward, as Andrews lips press again his, tongue snaking in and stealing the rest of what’s left of the stick, quick and efficient. And delicious.

Finally, Andrew releases Elland's jaw. He sits back quite satisfied. From the look on Elland’s face, he hopes there will be no further scoldings from him after that.

“So ….winner gets what?” He asks, casually, almost bored.

[kiwiplaetzchen]

"Oh no, Nosy, catch it!"

Elland and the heart and soul of the Slytherin Menagerie are somewhere in the attic at Will's Manor over the holidays, both visiting, when in his curiosity Elland opens up a big chest in the corner of the small cramped chamber.

A golden snitch bursts out and jets all over the place, knocking over anything light that's not tied down, passing through the stout old book shelves, ricocheting off the walls and sending the decades-old dust into motion. The snitch looks as disoriented as Elland and Nosy are startled, although for a different reason: this is not a Quidditch pitch and it has nowhere to go.

"Accio snitch! Accio!"

Elland scrambles, trying to get to it, but there's not enough space to maneuver and the poor lighting of the attic makes it hard for him to keep his eyes on the snitch.

"Blast, how does Will do it! Nosy, behind you!"

The Niffler was tightly clinging to Elland's leg, his little paws gripping as he schemed. He had intended to play a prank on the lad with the surprisingly talented belly-rubbing hands, but alas, that plan backfired, and now he found himself in a rather boring, dusty attic. No comparison at all to the rest of the place downstairs, which was full of shiny things and snacks!

With a dramatic sigh, Nosy slowly slipped down Elland's leg, his grip loosening until he lay flat on the dusty floor, utterly slain by boredom. The little menace was not impressed. His eyes darted around the cramped space, trying to locate the exit. He’d get his revenge on the pretty lad later, no doubt.

Just then, something snapped Nosy out of his misery. A loud pop echoed through the room as Elland foolishly opened an old chest. Before either of them could react, a golden snitch burst out, streaking through the air like a firecracker. The commotion startled both wizard and Niffler, sending dust and clutter flying everywhere.

"Accio snitch! Accio!" Elland shouted while the snitch zigzagged wildly around the room, but it darted through the cramped space far too quickly. His warning, however, came just a second too late.

The golden snitch slipped right between Nosy’s legs, catching him off guard and knocking him off balance. Nosy staggered backward, landing on his fluffy bottom with an indignant squeak. The little Niffler huffed through his nostrils, narrowing his eyes. A challenge? Nosy’s fur bristled with determination. How dare that shiny trinket play the Teal King like that!

With newfound purpose, Nosy sprang to his feet and launched himself after the flying golden ball. While the wizard waggled around his magic stick in desperation, Nosy paused for a second to give him a quick sideways glance that oozed pure judgement. Pathetic, the Niffler thought, shaking his head. If it had been Sebastian or the pretty Prefect, this would’ve been over in seconds.

Nosy focused his attention back on the snitch, still sending dust clouds everywhere. He leapt from bookshelves to old chests, knocking over random knick-knacks as the golden snitch whizzed about the attic. His little paws worked with lightning precision as he climbed and jumped, his eyes never leaving the prize. The golden ball was fast, but Nosy was determined.

Suddenly, the snitch stopped, hovering right in front of Elland's face. This was Nosy’s moment. With a graceful long jump that could only be described as epic, Nosy launched himself through the air, his tiny body gliding with the elegance of a champion. In his head, he could hear the cheers of an adoring crowd. Nosy! Nosy! Nosy!

But the snitch had other plans.

With one quick flick, it zipped away just as Nosy reached his target. Instead of the snitch, Nosy landed squarely on Elland's face with a soft thud. There was a brief moment of silence before Nosy chirped, clearly unfazed by his less-than-perfect landing. After all, the Teal King never loses - he just takes detours.

[shadowsstarwc]

fuck it they’re getting their own tag

[adallegra]

Dear Allegra, how you've been? Will and I, we miss our queen! His maman 's been asking too When you're stopping for her stew.

Please, come visit us at Will's, Paying all the Christmas bills: Baking cookies, flying horses, William's spirit = winning forces.

Montrose is here as well. Yes, I know. Don't make (let) it dwell! He's been trying really hard To let down his stubborn guard.

You don't have to even talk, He'll just hide and wouldn't gawk. He's been nice and I believe On his way to your reprieve.

I'm not saying that you must. You are you, and you I trust. But for Will, consider this: Three of us for him is bliss.

I'm not here for very long: London is where I belong. Cyrus loves too much this season And my absence there is treason…

If to Will's you cannot go To enjoy the Christmas flow, Then I'll take you both with me For at least some lovely tea.

Merry Christmas, my dear friend. Let our friendship never end. All together we'll withstand Anything that Merlin 's planned.

Dear Elland,

You spoil me with your poems (and Will, your interjections, not so much). I suppose there's no avoiding it. If only to spare you an earful, I'll stop by Abbott Manor for a day and, against my instincts, try to believe that Montrose can keep his words and hands to himself for once.

This owl will probably be snatched from you the moment Axl delivers it (hello again, William), so I won't go into detail about what I found for Will in Hogsmeade. He should find it useful for his... documentation habits, however.

Perhaps, we can floo back to London together? My father requested that I attend a Ministry function, and I grudgingly accepted on the condition that I would be allowed to spend the rest of the holidays at Hogwarts.

As ever, Allegra

P.S. It may be worthwhile reminding Montrose that you and I have been perfecting our jinxes the last few weeks.

[theodoradevlin]

Elland slides into Theodora's space with a pocky between his teeth and wiggles his eyebrows at the Hufflepuff. He's blushing slightly but he is not really embarrassed: he just has no idea what Theo would do.

"Lost a bet to Will," is all the says and wiggles the chocolate stick again.

Theo looks up from her studying, immediately glad to see Elland and his wiggly eyebrows. It takes her a minute to put together what he's asking, but once she does ....she decidedly slams her book shut, tilting her head with a grin. She needed a study break, after all.

"Oh yeah? Lots of people losing bets around here these days."

She doesn't hesitate before leaning over, nibbling the pocky at first, but then quickly working her way right to the end. She smiles as her lips graze against Elland's warmly, lingering. Before he has time to register what happened, she bites off the rest of the pocky and leans back quite satisfied.

"What a sweet treat. Thanks Els!"

[little-spittle]

Cafe, Elland, ‘25

[ask-andrew-larson]

Andrew, hi!

I've seen you running past me earlier today, your face all red, are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help? You looked so shaken and ran so fast that by the time I called you out you were no longer in the corridor.

We have Charms after lunch today, do you mind if I sit with you?

A little worried but sincerely yours, Elland 🌙

*Andrew remains oblivious to the small pygmy owl's struggle to catch up to him until he eventually slows to a stop, feeling distanced enough from his earlier sighting of a flash of red down the corridor. Frankly, he wasn't even sure it was him, but there's no harm in erring on the side of caution, right?

The owl hoots fiercely and drops a rolled-up parchment onto Andrew's head, causing him to instinctively raise his arms to shield his face from its sharp pecks. Once satisfied with the marks it left on the wizard's forearms, the owl takes flight, leaving Andrew looking reproachfully in its direction. He stoops to pick up the parchment and feels giddy at its contents. Since receiving his last letter from the other Andrew, he's taken to carrying a quill in his robes in the off-chance that he would be sent more correspondences.*

Elland, hello! 

I am very sorry not to have heard your call earlier this morning. It's only that... I was hoping to avoid a certain Slytherin prefect individual, and running seems to be the only way to deter him. 

Absolutely! I would love to sit with you in Charms! Though I've yet to grasp the Impervius Charm, so I hope you won't mind being splashed by Professor Ronen's rain clouds.

See you after lunch! Andrew