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[bertram--aubrey]

where: Outside the Ancient Runes Classroom when: February 10, 1978 who: Bertram Aubrey, Brianne Frazer ( @cheesyfrazer​ ), and Dirk Cresswell ( @cresswelld​ )

“Tell me again why we’re doing this?” Bertram’s knees started acting like noodles as he thought about what he was about to do. The truth is, he knew exactly what the answer was to his question. He agreed, hoping that it would help cheer Brie up, or at least, take her mind off the whole Peter situation.

Brie managed to convince him to ask Dirk out for Valentine’s Day. It was a toss-up between Xanthus and Dirk since they were the two crushes of his that he had classes with. However, Xanthus was already Bertram’s friend. Well, kind of... And for some reason, Bertram found the thought of asking him out to be more dreadful and awkward. He didn’t want to make things weird between them in the future.

The problem was... he didn’t even know whether Dirk liked boys. And by choosing him, Bertram will probably find out soon. Either to his horror or his delight. 

His fellow Gryffindor was already waiting outside the classroom when the class had ended. Bertram had been one of the first people to leave and now, it was just a matter of waiting for Dirk to come out.

[amos-depulso]

where: The Quidditch Pitch when: January 20, 1978 who: Amos Diggory and Brianne Frazer ( @cheesyfrazer )

It’s been a few days since Amos’ fight with Avery and the bruise on his jaw has started turning into a sickly shade of yellow with slight hints of purple. Isobel has fixed him quite well, (gave him an earful about it too,) but he didn’t want her to magic away his bruises. Amos would proudly wear them to show that he wasn’t afraid of standing up for himself and others. 

That’s why he would get weird looks when he walked down the hallways. Amos liked to offset that by carrying his cat, Miles around. His cat made for better company than most people nowadays anyway. Miles was comfortably cradled in his arms when he started squirming about. Normally, Amos wouldn’t let the cat out of his grasp outside the common room but he realized who it was that Miles wanted to go to.

Miles slipped from his arms and leaped towards Brie’s feet, purring as he rubbed his head on her socks. “Looks like he misses you. Or Cappucino. Where is that little critter anyway?”