For the benefit of Mr Kite

justanotherproudlion:

She looked at the moon, it was still glowing, weeks afterwards. “Oh you know, same old, same old. School, homework, painting, owling dad, missing my best friend, seeing the glares, wanting to hex someone, bed. Then school back again in the morning.” she said taking in the chill of the damp air around them, sniffling as she did. Trying to stop the tears just like she always did. She was a gryffindor after all and when you were placed in gryffindor it was like signing a contract that stated that tears weren’t allowed unless you were to proclaim yourself a pussy.

“I really did miss you, you know. I mean spending everyday seeing you like that-I just, I shouldn’t have said anything.” she said with a sigh, taking a bottle of butterbeer and chugging it down.

David sighed and shrugged. “Yeah, missed you to, Caro.” he mumbled. He wasn’t sure what she was going on about, but he didn’t ask, not sure whether or not he wanted to hear it. Things had been a little overwhelming lately, and it didn’t help that half the school looked at him like he was a criminal. He hadn’t seriously injured anyone as far as he knew, and he knew he had freaked most people out to no end, but what it really necessary to give him looks that angry? He doubted it. But people always needed someone to hate, and if Yaxley had made him that person, so be it.

David grabbed a bottle of his own and took a few sips, looking up at the moon with a mixture of hatred and awe. It was so beautiful, yet it ruined his life time after time.

justanotherproudlion:

“I know they’re your favourites after all.” she said warmly. “Plus you can do this.” she said biting the tip off and rubbing it over her lips. “Natural red lipstick, they used to use it  in the war time…muggles that is. And you can’t blame them, I mean look at the colour, purest, unadulterated red.” she said looking at them fondly. She was a bit of a colour nut, took it as part of the artistic ways she guessed. To her every colour had a personality, the red, vibrant, passionate, courageous and always always bold. After a moment of admiring it she decided to eat it, memorizing the colour so that she could paint it later. “so…what have you been up to?” she said being quite strange as it must of been the first time she hadn’t been able to think of a normal (well to them) conversation. She knew he had been avoiding people, even that he’d be  avoiding her. I mean one time she caught him alone in the common rooms and he practically pushed her over rushing out.

David look at Carolynn and raised an eyebrow as she stared at the strawberry as if it was the most beautiful thing in the world. After a moment he chuckled and shook his head. He loved the way Carolynn could be so easily amazed, by things as simple as a pretty colour. He’d missed her more than he had thought he did, he only noticed that now. The thing was, David needed Carolynn. She kept him on his feet, as stupid as it sounded.

“Nothing much,” David replied bleakly, feeling a bit uncomfortable. She knew what he had been up to, and he knew that she knew. And she most likely knew that he knew that she knew. So why were they pretending? David went along with the act, though. “What about you?”

justanotherproudlion:

As she heard him approach she slowly felt her smile turn into a look of concern.  He looked different, his eyes distant and off in another direction. The halloween party had been a disaster of course but it was in no way his fault but that horrid bitch Yaxley’s. “Hiya handsome.” she said lightly as she propped herself up, carefully taking the plastic bag out of his hand and arranging the food in front of them. “I brought heaps, I know how you get hungry, you know, after an exhausting week of school.” she said with a slight sigh. “We’ve got our cakes, or cookies, I brought coffee encase we get tired, then we have some bacon, lettuce, tomato and avacado sandwiches and last but not least strawberries, sent from France.” she said trying to regain her grinning, wanting to show him that nothing had changed for her, she still saw him as Kite and nothing else, unlike those ridiculous  students they went to school with.

David flashed Carolynn a crooked smile, but it was less convincing and bright than it usually was. “Strawberries, yum,” he muttered, not sarcastically, but not necessarily enthusiastic either. “Great stuff, Caro. I’ve brought butterbeer.” He put the plastic bag on the ground carelessly, and then remembered that the bottles were made of glass and therefore could break. Luckily they were all still whole. Carolynn was grinning up at him, the same way she always did, and David returned her grin with a tired, but warm smile. He was glad that Carolynn didn’t seem to see him differently, like everyone else did, but it didn’t make him feel less guilty and bad about what had happened. All he knew was that, given the opportunity, he would gladly tear Yaxley’s head off. And he’d do it without flinching. 

justanotherproudlion:

Carolynn couldn’t help but have her giant grin plastered on her face. It had been far too long for her and after all the drama with James and Marcus she was finally glad to be completely done with it all. Now it was simple. She was Carolynn, the young witch that dreamed of nothing but being an artist and of course the prospect of living with Kite wasn’t damping her waiting for the future. She finished packing the picnic baskets with cakes, cookies, coffee and all kinds of sweets. She made her way down to the lake, the moon shining brighter then usual. She lay out the mat and waited patiently, lounging out across it, staring at the glistening stars.

David hadn’t seen Carolynn that much lately, which was very surprising. Usually the two were close to inseparable. Truth be told, he’d been hiding in the Gryffindor common room most of the time, staying out of people’s way. He couldn’t ignore the fact that people looked at him differently after what happened on Halloween, and he’s been avoiding people altogether. Including Carolynn, even though she was his very best friend and the person he was closest to at Hogwarts and on earth.

He strolled to the place they had agreed to meet up, a few bottles of butterbeer in the almost-broken plastic back he was carrying. Carolynn was already there, looking at the sky, and he smiled at the sight of her. “Hey,” he said softly, sitting down next to her without meeting her gaze.

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Do you know what you want to do?

Whatever you want to do, ‘m fine with anything really.

justanotherproudlion:

Such dedication is truly flattering. Shall we go for a walk or a picnic or anything?

Sure.

justanotherproudlion:

you should really save her

Meh, guess I should.

justanotherproudlion:

Shes probably gone so insane shes chasing her shadow trying to catch it like she Peter Pan or somethin’ 

That doesn’ sound good.

justanotherproudlion:

And I know this is not an important problem but I miss him.

Yeah, I miss my best friend, too. I have no idea where she’s hanging out lately, have you seen her?

justanotherproudlion:

It’s the worst you big oaf!

anything I can do to help?

Nah, s’fine. Nothin’ you can do. Thanks.

justanotherproudlion:

Oh how horrible being a woman would be…or is. 

Yeah, fucking awful.

justanotherproudlion:

That time of the month? 

Yeah, soon. God, you make it sound like I’m a bloody woman or summat. Literally.

justanotherproudlion:

Yes we bloody will have to. 

What do you have in mind, love?

justanotherproudlion:

moonlightkite:

justanotherproudlion:

moonlightkite:

The dog is back in the house.

THANK FUCK! 

Life can go back to normal again now you’re pet wolf is back. ‘S up, love?

Absolutely nothing…it’s complete shite.

Well, we’ll just have to do something about it then, eh?

justanotherproudlion:

moonlightkite:

The dog is back in the house.

THANK FUCK! 

Life can go back to normal again now you’re pet wolf is back. ‘S up, love?

justanotherproudlion:

moonlightkite:

What are you so happy and jumpy about?

PARTY TIME…I dunno, this place is drab.

You. Are strange.