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ooc: I'm so sorry I haven't been here. It's been a mixture of field trip, an upcoming play, and an upper respiratory infection. Hopefully, I can get on more soon, and again, I'm really sorry.

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Strife O'Dell and Albus Potter in Dublin || Taken by Dorean O'Dell

Albus: "Come on Gnome, aren't you excited that I'm staying with your family for a week?"

Strife: "Oh yes, my excitement is bubbling over."

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Alright, you sorry lot.

Here's the party.

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One Night Out by lexiiluminescent featuring a zipper dress

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No, you'd be the one waving to the clouds.

I'm officially UN-engaged!

Whatever you say, gnome. I’m not the one waving to people’s knees as I walk by.

What? You got your subscription to Home and Gardens? I joke! I joke! No, what is it?

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I am not that short, but you are abnormally tall, freak. Why I have no idea! Have you not heard the good news?

Oh, please. I’ve been here Gigantor; you’ve just been ignoring me.

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Oh, please. I've been here Gigantor; you've just been ignoring me.

Come out of hiding, have you Potter?

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Come out of hiding, have you Potter?

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Oh shut up! Darling, if I could apparate from the castle, I would already be gone. I suppose I'll just have to settle for a a letter. A shame, for I would die to see the expression on Daddy's face.

But I really do mean that Gabe. Feel free to call on me whenever you need it.

Oh, do I really need to read all of this rubbish?

So now that we are not engaged, you finally acknowledge it? Teasing, dear. I’ll be sure to keep that in mind, Strife, and now run off to tell your parents how a despicable possible husband I will be, so we get this truly done with. 

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Ian Gabriel Rosier, I could kiss you, you wonderful human being! If you ever need anything from me, anything at all, feel free to ask for it.

Oh, do I really need to read all of this rubbish?

You have my word. 

Strife, I am no longer rich, at least not that extend, and a shame to my family’s name, according to dear mother. Thus, I can assume your parents will hardly find me a suitable husband for you, dear. Unless I’m terribly wrong, which honestly, rarely happens, you’d be right. We are no longer engaged. 

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I'll refrain from games, but you must swear to it as well.

Are you taunting me, or is this in all seriousness?

Are you trying to tell me that I'm no longer engaged?

Oh, do I really need to read all of this rubbish?

Oh, sweetie, the feigned obliviousness does not suit you at all, so do stop playing games with me.

You are more than aware of what I’m referring to, so I will start by announcing that I have officially renounced to my part of the family’s patrimony. You do know what that means, don’t you? 

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Oh, I'm on my way love.

Allie, darling.

By not containing it, and getting that lovely little bum of yours over here to get dressed.

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Hello, darling. Mum's given me that talk, if that's what you're referring to.

Oh, do I really need to read all of this rubbish?

Seems like I do if I need to hunt down a certain witch. Strife, dear, there is a talk you and I must have. 

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Lovely. How ever shall I contain my excitement?

Allie, darling.

That my dear, is one of the best ideas I’ve heard all week. Excluding my previous purchase, of course. ;) Consider it a date between sisters, then!

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Oh, but I don't quite think that they could handle us. Especially not with copious amounts of alcohol and sweets. Although, I am always a fan of pretty dresses. Perhaps we should just have a night out at one of Zeke's clubs?

Allie, darling.

We could always crash one of my father’s ministry dinners with our damnable youth and revolutionary ideas, love. That’s always fun, and let’s not forget the fashionable dresses.

Yes, we must. My poor heart cannot go on.

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I will second that motion! There is no other way for it to be, really. Except for maybe somewhere out of the bloody castle.

Have you love, well then, we must hurry along our reunion, eh?

Allie, darling.

I suggest that our reunion take place over copious amounts of sweets and alcohol.

I feel as if I’ve died a thousand deaths without you, already.

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How disturbingly true, dearest. I am in great need of Allie time.

I may simply perish without it.

Allie, darling.

And I you, love. I feel as if your presence has been sorely absent from my life for the longest time.