#chat:edgar

[frcnklcngbottom]

“edgar bones?” a wide smile at his lips as he set his sights on the auror, “long time no see” the last he remembered the man, frank was a wee first year that was dangling off the stair case, having tripped over his own laces, edgar had saved him from a rather embarrassing death. “my laces are tied this time --” he chuckled, wondering if he even remembered saving his life. “thanks for agreeing to meet me, mate --” 

@edgvrs​

[sturgispcdmcore]

“i’m fine --” jubilant smile stretching his lips as he tightened the wrapping around his right hand, “it’s not even my wand arm -- you should have seen the little guy, he was as cute as cristiano, just a bit more prickly --” and the various cuts that graced his right hand were proof of it. 

@edgvrs​

[vainemmavanity]

“It’s a twisted ankle, not a death sentence,” Emma said as Egar walked into the living room where she was keeping her foot elevated. Heels and running and panic did not mix, and after someone had set fire to the Black Manor it went from bad to worse. “It’ll be healed in a few days and meanwhile you can dote on me, or Alice, or both, both is good.”

@goldinthesebones​

[tha-cambells-blog]

First date

faith-xtrust-xpixiedust

"Ah, there you are love. And early, how surprising. Is Italian good for you for dinner? I made reservations."

[frcnklcngbottom]

“you look TERRIBLE --” he chuckled, maybe he shouldn’t be enjoying the boy’s misery too much, but that was the beauty of hangovers - they were always going to be a nightmare, “do you remember anything?” he questioned curious, recalling that edgar had been far gone by the time frank had come around. 

@edgarbcncs​

[sturgispcdmcore]

edgvrs​:​

           ❛  i  don’t  know  mate,  cristiano’s  bite  can  be  quite  a  dramatic  one  at  that.  maybe  it’s  always  the  cute  ones  that  cause  the  most  pain,  ❜  he  joked  as  he  took  a  look  at  sturgis’  injury.  ❛  —  but,  for  real,  are  you  alright  ?  you’ll  soon  be  littered  in  even  more  battle  scars  if  you  keep  this  up.  ❜  

“the piercers came in then? he can’t already be that old, can he?” he couldn’t imagine that all those baby teeth were gone and he was nearly as fierce as the little welsh green he had come across during his visit to the reserve. giving his shoulder a squeeze with his good hand, “i’m just fine -- this is nothing” shrugging carelessly, “we both know you’ve seen me in a worser state, this was an accident and the day that i’m walking about without a scratch on me -- that’s when we should be worried” 

“eddie, you fret too much. you’re going to get wrinkles, i refuse to be the reason - i was hoping it was going to be one of the kids that caused it” 

[vainemmavanity]

goldinthesebones‌:

Frowning, Edgar gave her a worried look, “I know, but twisted ankles are still painful. Not to mention, they can be a pain to heal. Just, take it easy okay?” he asked. Edgar had hated more than anything that she’d been hurt, and if he’d had more warning, he’d have sent her a message giving her a heads up. However, Lily had given the orders just before they’d been set to leave, and moreover, the attack was still not linked to the Order, and he couldn’t risk being the one that leaked it, even if he trusted Emma implicitly. “Good, I’m glad to hear it,” he answered, before giving her a teasing smile as he snarked, “So nothing new?” Shaking his head, he sat down next to her and added, “I always dote on you two, but is there anything you’d like right now?” he asked, entirely serious under his lighthearted answer.

“I can’t believe we have so many spells but a twisted ankle is the one that they lack the spell for, it’s so common!” she complained with a laugh. Looking up at him, she bit her bottom lip. He was so undeniably sweet, and she didn’t know how she got so lucky with a friend like him by her side. “Edgar, my love,” she said taking his hand and kissing it. “I’m fine. Truly,” she assured him before looking away and clearing her throat. “Though uh... Yesterday... I uh... We... I uh... Ran into... Ted.”