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masonmclaggen‌:

“Yeah well we’re not going by technicalities here.” he grinned “First of all you can’t play up to the McLaggen ego, that doesn’t work with me. Secondly, you have to say that because we’re best friends” he laughed and gave her a nudge “Too much going on as in you staring at me, yeah?” he teased “Alright fine, how about we just bail from here and go get lunch?”

“That doesn’t make it any less true,” she countered, nudging him back. This bit of normalcy in all the abnormality of late was much needed. It had her relaxing and forgetting about everything going on for the moment. “Yeah. You are very distracting. I need a less attractive best friend so I can actually get things done.” The teasing between them was a good familiar place for her and she was grateful he took it there instead of going serious. “Lunch sounds perfect.”

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He handed over the paper before her voice reached his ears, familiar, like the tolling of a bell. He turned and tried to stifle the boyish grin that came to his face whenever he was around Victoire. Of course, the fact that she was clearly already tipsy made him worry slightly, especially with the closeness of curfew, but he easily scooted over to let her in regardless. “Did you win some money or something?” he teased. “I’m kidding, you know I’m the lucky one. What brings you out on a night like tonight? Business or fun?”

Victoire giggled and shook her head. “No, silly. I get to see you. That’s lucky.” She was speaking slower in a clear effort to say everything correctly, but it didn’t prevent her completely from slurring. She wrapped her arms around his arm and laid her head on his shoulder as she scooted closer to him. “Fun,” she answered, “Do you want to have fun with me, Frankie?” She should be making her way home after coffee, but she had a companion now. She didn’t want to go home if she had someone to stay out with her.

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“I’ll have one too,” Sam called to the bartender as she slid onto a stool. The drink came quickly and Sam shot it down with the same speed. “Another…you know what, you might as well leave the bottle.” She smiled sharply at the bartender before turning to the person beside her. “Misery loves company, wanna help me forget my day?”

“You started without me? How could you,” Victoire asked with a laugh. Once she had the bartenders attention she ordered a drink for herself with the same request to leave the bottle. She had no plans for the night, or work the next day. There was no reason for her not to get completely trashed. “I think I could do that.”

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Frankie didn’t know why he did this to himself. He should have headed straight home after his shift -after all it was already past midnight- but he found himself in some late night diner, ordering some soup simply because he didn’t want to go home and cook. On the bright side, at least there weren’t many people around at such an hour, but the dark side was that there were a few very loud drunkards and he was reading the Prophet, which nowadays could hardly be considered pleasure reading. After yet another report of nothing but bleakness, Frankie turned to the person behind him and offered them the paper. “I can’t say there’s anything good but I didn’t get past the first few pages. I’m sure there must be something better in the sports section or the arts.”

Victoire needed coffee after drinking. She’d normally still be out for another couple hours, but the recent curfew had everything pushed back and she wanted to walk home. It was pure luck that she walked into a diner and spotted Frankie. Her whole face lit up and she called his name far too loudly for being in an almost empty diner at midnight. Walking straight was a bit of a struggle and a slur was likely present in her speech. Nevertheless, she had more than enough practice to make it over to him fine and sit down beside him. “I must have the best luck tonight.”

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masonmclaggen‌:

Mason let out a laugh as he picked up his water bottle “Wow Vic, way to objectify me. I’m not a piece of meat” he joked with a grin. “I take it not being about to go to the gym at night is already bothering you?”

Victoire couldn’t help laughing when he did, leaving a bright smile on her lips. “Technically, as a human, you are a piece of meat,” she teased, “And it is not my fault you’re easy on the eyes. You should try being less attractive if you want people to stare less.” She walked over the few feet to stand beside him. “I hate it. There’s too much going on during the day for me to focus. I can’t do a proper workout.”

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“You’re such a BORE,” Albus teased, a cheeky smile on his lips to show that he was joking. “What’s not fun about alcohol poisoning?” He laughed boldly and then turned his head to another angle as he stared at the bruise for a few more seconds. “You’re right, it’s definitely a dinosaur. Not sure what kind, though.” He took the heat pack with an appreciative sigh and then leaned back and let it soothe the bruise, It would probably continue to ache once the heat was gone but it was a nice feeling for now. Especially since the bitter winter weather had arrived in full force now.

“I know. I’ve worked very hard at it,” her tone was serious, her own sense of humor in response to the teasing. “I think it’s the death part. You can’t have fun if you’re dead. Who is going to tell me all my bad ideas are good ideas if you’re dead?” She gently moved the heating pack to look a little more closely at the bruise. “Stegosaurus. That is a Stegosaurus,” Vic decided as she put back the heating pack. “Seems like you get to lay in bed tonight while I go out.”

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brielledelacour‌:

“Do you want this drink?” Brielle asked the person who sat down next to her, in her accented English, as she slid it in their direction. Men buying her drinks wasn’t a new thing but it wasn’t going to change the fact she didn’t want a drink. All she wanted was a hot meal that was editable. “Any tips on what to eat here?”

Victoire didn’t hesitate in taking the drink from her cousin. Who was she to turn down a free drink? She took a sip before speaking. “Fish and chips is a safe bet,” she offered. She wasn’t sure who ordered the drink for Brielle, but they could have chosen something better. Cheap drinks were the worst. “Have you been settling in alright?”

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masonmclaggen‌:

Mason was straight back into the gym after his last mission and was powering through his workout. He was finishing his last few reps when he noticed that someone was waiting for the bars. Letting go from the bar he dropped down, his feet hitting the mat “Sorry, it’s all yours”

Victoire preferred working out in the middle of the night, but the recent curfew had put a stop to that. She wasn’t bitter about it. Nope, definitely not bitter. It did mean she knew next to no one at her gym. People were distracting to her, part of the reason she wanted to work out when the gym was practically empty. A great example was the current moment that had her staring at Mason instead of focusing on her own work out. “Oh, no, don’t let me interrupt. I’ll stop staring.”

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isntitalbus‌:

“You know, if I took a shot for every time I had a Quidditch injury, I would either be permanently drunk or DEAD.” Albus was always covered in bruises, especially after Quidditch practice but the new one on his knee was particularly impressive. His broken ankle had been fixed immediately and all he had left to remind him of his dramatic fall was this bruise. Sitting on the floor, Albus examined it and prodded it before wincing then looking up. “Hey, do you think it looks more like a dinosaur or a giraffe? Or maybe a rabbit?”

“Which is exactly why you’re doing no such thing.” The last thing she needed was a cousin with alcohol poisoning. They had enough issues already. Quidditch injuries and more responsible drinking she could manage. She really had no place to complain about injuries. She got her fair share in her own adventuring. She really should start following the curfew. “Dinosaur. Definitely a dinosaur.” A heat pack was summoned and placed over the bruise. It had already formed so ice wouldn’t help much, but heat should do the trick now.

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@hpminorcharnet creation event: next gen era

character posters + doodles  → Victoire Weasley

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“I’m not afraid to do something insane and make fun of myself.” - Ashley Benson

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HEADCANON 1/∞

Victoire has a habit of referring to all of her cousins as her favorite cousin. She does actually have a favorite, and could easily rank all her cousins from favorite to least favorite. However, she would never share that information. So, as far as everyone is concerned, they are all her favorite cousin.

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( ashley benson )? no, that’s just ( victoire weasley ). the ( 26 ) year old is a ( hogwarts ) graduate. ( she ) is currently employed as a ( ministry curse breaker ). around the wizarding world, they are known as the ( spitfire ). must be because they are ( inquisitive & sociable ) but also ( mercurial & obstinate ). hope they don’t get murdered!

FACT FILE

→ Name: Victoire Weasley → Nicknames: Vic, Tori → Face Claim: Ashley Benson → Age: 26 → Birthday: May 2, 1992 → Birthplace: Shell Cottage (Outside Tinworth, Cornwall, England) → Current Home: Flat in Wizarding London → Zodiac: Taurus   → Gender (Pronouns): Female (She/Her) → Sexual Orientation: Bisexual → Blood Status: Halfblood (1/8 Veela) → Hair: Blonde → Eyes: Blue → Height: 5'3" → Spoken Languages: English, French → Patronus: Peacock → Wand: 10 ¼" Aspen, Unicorn Hair → Amortentia: burnt wood, caramel, ocean air, old parchment → School: Hogwarts → House: Ravenclaw → Hogwarts Electives: Divination (3rd year), Care of Magical Creatures (4th - 5th year), Arithmancy (3rd - 5th year), Advanced Arithmancy (6th - 7th year), Ancient Runes (6th - 7th year), Magical Theory (6th - 7th year) → Favorite Subject: Charms / Arithmancy → Least Favorite Subject: Divination → NEWTs: Transfiguration (O), Charms (O), Potions (E), Defense Against the Dark Arts (E), Advanced Arithmancy (O), Ancient Runes (O), Magical Theory (E) → Hogwarts Extracurriculars: Charms Club, Quidditch (chaser) → Career: Ministry Curse Breaker → Label: The Spitfire → Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good → Four Temperaments: Sanguine-Phlegmatic → MBTI: ENFP → Element (air, fire, earth, water): Air → Positive Traits: Inquisitive, Charming, Sociable → Negative Traits: Mercurial, Proud, Obstinate

BULLET BIO

Victoire is the spoiled first born daughter of Bill and Fleur Weasley. She was pampered as a child, given everything she could ever want and more, both material goods and praise. Her childhood was idyllic.

There was never a time she wasn’t aware of the hardship her family went through to give her this life. She appreciates everything she has and tries not to flaunt. It’s simply hard to have no sense of entitlement and pride when she was lavished with things and praise.

She hates being a reminder of the war. The sense that her birthday meant something else has always been with her. She couldn’t understand why the adults were sad even though they tried their best to hide it. Ever since she found out about the war it made sense and she no longer likes celebrating her birthday.

Exploration was her modus operandi as a child. She made it her mission to find and explore every inch of Shell Cottage and the property. Her beautiful dresses were always stained and ripped, often the hem was soaked with ocean water. The intricate hairstyles her mother tried on her were messy within the hour.

Some restraint was learned when she got lost one day and had to wait after dark to be found. Her adventures never stopped, but they became more calculated. The excess desire was supplemented with books. She read everything she could get her hands on and begged for more books still.

Victoire loves her family more than anything. She likes the chaos of a large extended family. She likes always having someone on her side. She would do anything for them. She secretly cried before going to school her first year because she hated being apart from them.

It didn’t take long for school to feel like another home. In only a few years nearly all her siblings and cousins were with her. There were much larger grounds to explore, a seemingly endless supply of books, and so much to learn.

She liked to share her adventures and everything she learns with her family and friends. It was often she tried to drag others out to explore, share pieces of information she had learned, and offered to teach spells and potions.

She occasionally had issues with professors because she wanted to learn what she wanted when she wanted. She didn’t like having to follow a curriculum. She got distracted easily and would end up researching everything but what was assigned.

Her other distraction was people. She made friends easily and loved being surrounded by others. She never said no to hanging out, or a party. She still struggles to find a balance between socializing and working.

She has never been shy of speaking her mind. Fleur has done well to teach her tact, but it has only made her tongue sharper. She does her best to tone it down with family, and at work. However, nothing will stop her if she feels strong enough about something.

Victoire took on an apprenticeship with her father for three years after completing her schooling. She greatly loved the work and got on well with her father and his team. However, she ultimately turned down a promotion because she wanted to build a name for herself apart from her father.

She stayed at home while working with Bill to save up money to eventually afford her own place. It wasn’t elaborate, but it was her own. A small flat in the wizarding community in London shared with a roommate.

A job offer from the ministry was accepted to help support herself. It was boring at first, but over her six years on the job she has built up a good reputation to allow her to take on more thrilling jobs and have more freedom.

Victoire obtained a license to own Kneazles and has a seven year old Kneazle named Darcy. He is very protective of her, but well trained to not attack anyone without permission. Visitors to the flat are warned to leave him be unless he acts friendly toward them which is rare. He oddly gets along well with her much older barn owl, Nia.

The current events have put Victoire under high stress. She has little worry for herself, but endless worry for her family. With such a large extended family, they are a huge target. She would do anything to keep them safe. The anxiety of it is beginning to burst through her tightly sewn seems and overtake her normally bright disposition.

POTENTIAL CONNECTIONS

Flatmate

Neighbors

Best Friend

Girl Squad

Close Friends

Casual Friends

Party Friends

Childhood Friends

School Friends

Adventure Buddy

Coffee Companion

Mutual Interest Friendship

Good Influence

Bad Influence

On-Again-Off-Again Significant Other

Aesthetic Attraction

Almost Lover

Friend with Benefits

One Night Stands

Bad Breakup

Exes on Good Terms

Ex Friends

Former School/Quidditch Rivals

Former Study Buddies

Former Quidditch Mates

Mutual Dislike

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moodboard:  Victoire Weasley

“Victoire was born on 2 May in the early-to-mid 2000s. She was given her name, which means “victory” in French, because her date of birth fell on the anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts.”