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ADORA,

    as the days passed, drawing the school year to a close, adora couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit MELANCHOLY. for the past seven years, she had ragged on hogwarts and the united kingdom collectively, and how it could never compare to her beautiful and wondrousspain. now that the witch was actually set to leave, she couldn’t help but find comfort in the little things within the hallowed halls; things she hadn’t appreciated before. the heavily perfumed classroom of professor trelawney’s was seen as slightly less annoying andhorrendously decorated, professor mcgonagall’s voice was a little less grating … manicured nails tapped against the desk of the latter’s classroom, slender fingers guiding her quill in a loopy scrawl as she took notes for the upcoming n.e.w.t.’s, only stopping when the clock tower rang. the bluenette gathered her things, books clutched to her chest as she flounced outside. the corridors were packed, but space was always made for the primadonna. she was considering whether she wanted to go to the great hall and hone her skill in the quiet, or go to the kitchens and delight in the wisdom of the house elves who would soon just be memories, when she walked into someone. “ay, que feo!” adora said with dismay. “why does this keep happening to me … please, you must forgive me.”

     if it had been anyone but adora, zahrah would have snapped. luckily enough, it had been the blunette, and while zahrah may have been slightly taken aback (( in a good way )) by the witch's apologetic outburst, she wasn't going to complain. " already forgiven, darling. " she spoke warmly, head canting to the left ever so slightly. " are you alright? you seem...distracted. " zahrah could relate. she'd spent nearly half her life wandering through these halls, and the idea of suddenly not having to come back was one that would take getting used to.

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LEZEKIEL,

   lezekiel smiled warmly at zahrah; it was the same smile that made their peers believe they were in a relationship. an open one, but a relationship nonetheless. “have you talked to your parents about that?” he asked, still mildly concerned. he understood zahrah’s reasoning for bringing her younger sister to live with her, but there were still many years to come till she was of hogwarts age. while zeke was pretty great with children,when he chose to be, he knew personally he wouldn’t have been ready for that kind of commitment. it was a STRESSFUL thought, and he was a tinge worried.

     zahrah bristeled slightly at the mention of her parents, the grin she'd worn now melting into a more serious expression. she had mentioned it once or twice, and had only been met with 'we'll discuss it at another time' or 'i can't speak right now, i'm too busy'. it was the responses like that that made zahrah want to remove her youngest sibling from the greengrass estate to begin with. her posture sagged forward slightly, and zahrah found herself resting her forehead on zeke's chest. " i just don't want her growing up and thinking she's not loved-- i know what that feels like, and it's the last thing i'd want wren to go through. " her voice was quiet, VULNERABLE even. she knew that she probably wasn't ready to have wren all on her own, but at the same time, it was what she did during holidays. her parents would take annette and venture out and about while zahrah got to stay with the younger children. a frown tugged at the blonde's lips, and she heaved a great sigh. " i don't know what to do. "

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LEZEKIEL.

     lezekiel chuckled under his breath as zahrah threw herself at him. “you don’t have to thank me,” still, he wrapped his arms around her, leaning down so he could rest his head on her shoulder. “besides,” he said as he leaned back, a half-smile on his lips. “you know i could never leave my best girl behind.” zeke caressed zahrah’s chin for a moment. “what’re you going to do the rest of the holiday?”

     the smile that graced zahrah's lips was one comparable to a summer sunrise-- bright and warm. " there was never a doubt in my mind that you would leave me behind, darling. " she was silent for a moment, before daintily shrugging her shoulders. " i'm not sure. i'll probably spend a week or so settling into my flat before moving wren in with me. " it had always been her plan to move her youngest sibling in with her. the last thing zahrah wanted was for wren to grow up feeling as unloved as she had. " it's going to be a very calm holiday, i think. "

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Or perhaps in  S l y t h e r i n You’ll make your real friends, Those cunning folks use any means To achieve their ends. (x)

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LEZEKIEL,

“well, look on the bright side … we won’t have to see it for much longer, will we? thank merlin for that.”

     " right you are, darling. " zahrah sighed, shooting the dreadful statue one last look of disdain before completely turning her attention to zeke. " i'm glad that i found you, though i wish the circumstances hadn't been so disappointing. i was wondering if you'd be willing to help me with some studying? exams make me...nervous. " she admitted the last part quietly, folding her arms over her chest.

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LEZEKIEL,

      “well, i was thinking that i might holiday in greece at some point. perhaps late july, into august? monte carlo last summer was nice,” a small smirk formed on his lips as he recalled his sister and zahrah’s great escape.  “…and a home is far better to stay in than a hotel, i reckon. i know it’s not the whole holiday, but i wondered if you’d care to join me?”

     zahrah could hardly stop the wide grin that graced her lips at the presented question, her hands clasping together with excitement. " oh, i would love to! " she grinned, throwing her arms around his neck in a tight hug. " thank you! " she'd had so much fun in monte carlo the previous year, and she knew that greece would be ten times better.

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NADIA,

“oh hey, zahrah. i ALMOST didn’t see you there, but i thought i’d come say hello.”

      " oh...well, hello. " zahrah said slowly, blinking at the younger girl for a moment. " is that the only reason for this...IMPROMPTU visit? i'm rather busy, you know. "

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PIPPA,

      “ i’m not looking forward to  T H A T  at all.  maybe if i’m lucky, the ministry will decide to do away with them by my seventh year,, “

     " you'd best keep hoping. i'd be surprised if they did away with n.e.w.t.s by your seventh year. if anything, they'll probably just make them more difficult. "

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aint gonna lie i’d logged in with the intention to do all my replies but my head is actually killing me so imma finish them up when i wake up tomorrow goodnight friends i’ll catch u in the am

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PIPPA,

  “ at this rate. i’d be much happier paying someone to take my o.w.l.s for me… polyjuice potion can’t be  T H A T  difficult to brew, can it? “

         " o.w.l.s. are nothing compared to the n.e.w.t.s you'll have to take in a few years. be happy that you're not going through those yet. "

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LEZEKIEL,

   “well, you know dumbledore. he’s all about exceeding the realms of p o s s i b i l i t y …just not where it bloody counts.”

         " brilliant. " zahrah muttered, placing her hands on her hips. " so...we're stuck with this...T H I N G down here? with no way to get rid of it? "

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LEZEKIEL,

   “so, i’ve been thinking.” lezekiel began as he walked alongside zahrah in the hogwarts halls, unfortunately donning their uniforms, instead of the sorely missed summer attire. he wrapped one arm around her as he caught her eye. “you know how your n e w place won’t be finished during the summer holiday?”

         " hmm? " she hummed in question, glancing away from the essay she was writing to look over towards her best friend, a chuckle slipping from her lips as he wrapped his arm around her. " oh! yeah, yeah. what about it? "

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LEZEKIEL,

             “if my ancestors hadn’t moved, then who would you have insisted was your NEW boyfriend? probably someone subpar, if we’re being honest.” zeke teased back. the story of how they’d even become close still tickled his funny bone to this very day, if not the admitted cuteness, then for the fact everyone thought they had been dating since before they even reached double digits. “i think they think they do.” he murmured back as he guided her towards the section of renaissance paintings. okay, even he could admit that the muggles got some things right; and the royals certainly knew how to l i v e. it wasn’t enough to make him genuinely like them though. maybe he would’ve, if he’d grown up during the ages where royal hierarchy’s actually had power. “you know, we’re probably in a gallery or two in greece. there’s no doubt a few wrongly mistaken “demigods” from my father’s side.”

       lezekiel had foreseen a lot of things since as long as he could remember. he could predict the exact moment his mother would leave the kitchen in favor for a glass of wine; the precise moment to steal a cookie from the hypothetical cookie jar. but he hadn’t seen zahrah coming. weird as it was, it was probably one of his favorite parts about their origins. he could still remember how she looked the day she INSISTED that he was hers, and hers alone. sure, he wasn’t actually; he’d gained something far less superficial and fickle than love that day. he’d found his best friend. lezekiel held her closer, kissing the blonde on the cheek. their adult alive were racing for them as fast, if not faster than their minds could comprehend. he didn’t need to be a seer to know zahrah greengrass would always be apart of his future.

         " certainly no one is as worthy as you are. " she poked him playfully, holding tightly to her fellow slytherin. " well of course they do. it's quite sad, actually, how oblivious they are to their insuffiency. " the smile on her lips wavered slightly as the words were spoken, her gaze locked on the paintings before her. while she would never admit it outloud, the paintings in this museum already topped a few of those she'd seen in the corridors of hogwarts-- and they didn't talk. it was a small bonus, but still a bonus in the least. zahrah let out a light, twinkling laugh at his next statement, her attention turning back towards the dark haired snake of a boy. " why is that not surprising? "

         the blonde's chest erupted with a warm, fuzzy, bubbling feeling that spread to the tips of her fingers as he pulled her closer, her previous grin melting into that of a content, soft smile. it was moments such as this when zahrah realized that there was no one else that she'd rather spend her time with than zeke. if she could have traveled back in time, she'd have thanked her younger self for having approached the boy when she did. because she'd found herself a best friend that had stuck around, and nothing could compare to that. " how much longer are we stuck in this museum? "

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aristocratic houses: house slytherin

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I must say, I am trying to live my life with a sharpie marker approach. You can’t erase the strokes you’ve made, but each step is much bolder and more deliberate.