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Feb 25, 2015 21:39:52 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 21:39:52 GMT -7
WON'T BE A BATTLE MIGHT NOT TURN OUT OKAY AND I LOVE THE WAY YOU HURT ME: IT'S IRRESISTIBLE Today was a rare event indeed in the life of Aidan Greyback. It wasn't quite the stigma of being a pureblooded werewolf, but obtaining steady employment had been difficult, in the past, due to his family "legacy", if that was the proper term. His only real avenue for a while had been professional dueling under a stage name. Not that he was that bad, but it was a hard way to pay bills and it was spotty income at best. Today, however, marked the day that those troubles ended. The half-werewolf could smell every scent in the Three Broomsticks as he walked in. The Hog's Head might've been cheaper, but it was pure pain for Aidan to be there, and today he wasn't trying to drown his sorrows. No, today, the first day of the new year, a few short days before Hogwarts reopened its doors for the student body, Aidan Greyback had received a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. His interview had been successful; he'd secured a post as Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. Which was why he walked into the Three Broomsticks, called for a bottle of Firewhiskey and a shot glass with absolute cheer in his voice, and looked around the room for someone to share a drink with. What was the point of celebrating alone, after all? @hadni ### Alright, let's do this. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 26, 2015 9:20:19 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2015 9:20:19 GMT -7
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Even though it was the middle of winter, the day was warm enough to produce rain rather than snow. This caused Hadni to become soaking wet the moment she stepped outside. She was going to head back to the train in order to get out of Hogsmaede, but the rain was so heavy that she just ducked into the three broomsticks for now. She shivered over to the bar, ordering a warm butterbeer and holding it close to her, huddling over the warmth.
She had been in the village today visiting her dear friend James. He was the current Gryffindor seeker, a position she used to have. Even though she was three years older than he, they had a pretty good friendship going on. It was easy to be friends with someone whom you had a lot in common with! But James had to head back to Saint Mungos where his mother was right now.
She wasn't planning on staying in Hogsmaede this long today, but since she was here she may as well find someone to drink with. She spotted a gentleman not too far away looking far too chipper to be drinking alone. She stood up, crossing over to the seat beside him and holding up her glass. "So, what are we toasting?"
@aidangreyback
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Mar 1, 2015 21:53:29 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2015 21:53:29 GMT -7
WON'T BE A BATTLE MIGHT NOT TURN OUT OKAY AND I LOVE THE WAY YOU HURT ME: IT'S IRRESISTIBLE Aidan poured himself a shot and requested another glass as someone approached, asking what they were drinking to. "Employment. You're speaking to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, and he could not be more thrilled to have the job, even with the history behind it. Not that I'm trying to brag or anything, but I'm excited." He took his shot and looked up at the woman who'd joined him, and promptly fumbled his glass. A hasty catch later (the firewhiskey he'd poured having been completely gone anyway), he placed the shot glass on the counter and looked at her, astonished. "Are you... are you the woman I think you are, Miss Carver?" Aidan's poker face needed some work if all it took was seeing a Quidditch celebrity for it to crack like this. @hadni ### Alright, let's do this. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Mar 2, 2015 22:06:51 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2015 22:06:51 GMT -7
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"Congratulations! What an honor," she said with a giggle, gently bumping her glass against his and took a gulp from it. "Hey, you have bragging rights! Don't be afraid to use them," this is something that Hadni lived by. She was a dang good seeker and she wasn't afraid to let people know it.
She couldn't help but chuckled as the glass fumbled in his hand at the sight of her. She was used to reactions like this, being such a famous person and all. But she didn't feel famous. She just felt like a normal girl who loved quidditch to death. When he guessed who she was correctly, she gave a humble little bow and lifted her face to his with another smirk.
"Hadni Carver, at your service. Now, can I have your name as well, sir?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
@aidangreyback
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Mar 2, 2015 23:19:51 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2015 23:19:51 GMT -7
WON'T BE A BATTLE MIGHT NOT TURN OUT OKAY AND I LOVE THE WAY YOU HURT ME: IT'S IRRESISTIBLE Aidan recovered most of his composure, pouring another shot of firewhiskey and filling the second glass that had arrived some time whilst he was making a fool of himself. He offered the second glass to Hadni. "I was planning on sharing this with the next person to talk to me, celebration and all."What little composure he had was put under severe strain when Hadni asked for his name. This was right about the place where most of his dates went to hell, but then, he'd figured out a while ago that he didn't want anything to do with people who blamed him for his father's behavior. So he answered. "Aidan Greyback." He held up his shot glass for another toast, trying to gauge the woman's reaction and barely concealing the inner panic, only some of which was coming from his name. The problem with introductions ending most of his blind dates and chance encounters was that Aidan had absolutely no idea how to talk to a woman. @hadni ### So nervous! How can you face down duelists with no apprehension but panic at the sight of a pretty girl? AIDAN YOU WIMP. MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Mar 4, 2015 19:51:32 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2015 19:51:32 GMT -7
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i'm asking everyone if they've seen it
Hadni happily accepted the second glass of firewhiskey that he offered to her. "Well, looks like I'm your gal!" She said in am upbeat tone as she held it up in a celebratory gesture. She had chosen a good day to come into the broomsticks! As a Hogwarts alumni, she was always interested in the way that the professor positions changed out through the years. Plus, this guy was very good looking and there was nothing better than eye candy for company, at least in Hadnis book!
She didn't notice any change in his attitude as he prepared to give her his name. Hadni just want as perceptive in that regard, she was always too busy lost in thought about the drink in her hand, a pretty face and the best upcoming Quidditch match. Not to mention Krys often crept into her thoughts.
When he revealed his name, Hadnis eyes widened but they didn't stay that way for long, "well, look at us. Fame and infamy getting along fine," she smiled, lifting her glass to him as a way to show him it didn't matter. Because honestly, as a famous person, she knew the dangers of assuming you know someone based pic public opinion.
@aidangreyback Baha. Silly Aidan, such a struggle!
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