helping hand | gideon

[Yvonne Rae De Snaijer]

━ callin' it quits now, baby, i'm a wreck━

FROM ALL OF THE MURMURS within the halls of Hogwarts, it wasn't long before Yvonne found out that Gideon was in a fight. Against a girl, who had clearly beaten him. The excitement of other students who had partially watched the brawl go down, or simply just heard of it was enough for Yvonne to stick her nose in where it wasn't necessary. Since their mutual agreement on simply being friends rather than partial enemies, the De Snaijer found herself worrying a lot more about Gideon compared to just months ago. It irked an odd feeling in her stomach, hearing about how his bruises had developed the more the older counterpart of the fight punched him but the Slytherin knew she couldn't waste anytime.

Down she went from the stairs of the third floor to the ground floor where the ruckus seemed to occur. Students were laughing as they pointed out how Gideon had lost entirely, and while it didn't matter to Yvonne about who won or lost, what did matter is where Gideon was currently. In the midst of trying to find him through potential blood-stained robes and a sore face, the De Snaijer paid more attention to her surroundings in Hogwarts compared to her usual day. She felt like calling out his name, with hopes high that he would hear her. But knowing Gideon and the pride he held, it would of probably led him to hide - therefore making Yvonne feel ten times worse for not actually being there for him.

Turning another corner of the ground floor, it was there that Yvonne noticed him, near the end of the other side, limping away as if he was heading to anywhere but the bathroom. "Gideon!" Yvonne called out, slightly out of breath from all the running she did. Adding in a minor jog towards him, Yvonne's facial expressions softened while her brows furrowed in sadness. "You're all..Bruised..Why...Why aren't you going to the infirmary?.."

| gideon edward ollivander |

FINALLY! for u, a gift <3

[gideon edward ollivander]

The world around Gideon was a blur. An overwhelming wave of confusion rushed over Gideon in a world of hurt. His eyes were watering and his face felt like it had exploded, he was afraid to see what he looked like. He could feel everyones eyes on him and a cacophony of laughter echoing off the castle walls. The snake shakily bolted toward the boys bathroom at the end of the corridor to retreat.. 

As he unsteadily made his way, he heard Yvonne's breathless voice call out his name. It sounded like she was looking for him.

Gideon knew it was Yvonne without turning his body around to face her. Fuck. Today couldn't get any worse. The last person he wanted to see him like this was Yvonne. The embarrassment welled in his stomach painfully, all he wanted to do was cower and hide away until everyone forgot about what happened. Unlikely. Not with his bad karma.

Gideon froze, calculating what he should do next. He wished he could run away without looking like more of an idiot. But there was also a part of him deep down that knew that he could trust Yvonne. Which was an incredibly odd feeling considering their track record from the previous years. Gideon wiped his nose with the back of his palm, leaving a trail of blood and the taste of iron in his mouth, "Yvonne. I-I'm fine." he sputtered, "I don't need to go to the Infirmary." Gideon told her stubbornly, though that was a complete lie by the state of his face and the blood staining his crisp white collar. 

Yvonne Rae De Snaijer

[Yvonne Rae De Snaijer]

━ callin' it quits now, baby, i'm a wreck━

EYES THREATENING TO SWELL WITH tears, Yvonne held back a sniffle or two as she looked over at Gideon's face and the new bloody bruises that accompanied it. She wanted to reach her hand out, to touch the swollen areas and help wipe away any blood, but even despite their newly found...friendship..? Relationship?...The De Snaijer knew that would be taking it a step too far. The Slytherin couldn't help but frown though as Gideon wiped at his nose, a trail of blood lingering on his fingers, while he stubbornly replied that he didn't need to go to the infirmary.

Snorting dryly, Yvonne cocked her head to the side, remaining where she stood. "Are you kidding me?" She asked, not really expecting an answer. "Your face..Is all swollen..And your nose is still bleeding...If you won't go to the Infirmary I'll drag you myself.." She stepped a little closer to him with her arm extended so he could put his weight on her - if he accepted her helping hand that was.

"Come on.." She mumbled, slightly pleading. If something had occurred even months before, Yvonne knew she wouldn't of cared for her fellow snake, especially given their history of hatred for one another, but now? Times were different.

| gideon edward ollivander |

sorry for the wait!

[gideon edward ollivander]

Gideons face felt like utter and complete hell. He knew he must have looked as bad he felt, if not worse, by the look on Yvonne’s face. She was horrified and her attitude flared as soon as he told her he had no need to go to the hospital wing. She looked like she may cry. Gideon sighed, the last thing he wanted was for anyone who saw him retreat to the bathroom, now bolt for the hospital wing… Merlin, what if Nessa was waiting outside that door for him for round 2…

As Yvonne offered him a helping had, he hesitated to take it at first. Gideon hated looking weak, especially around someone who was one his worst enemy. Now, Yvonne was helping him. Fuck, now he was going to owe her something.

”I feel like shit.” he told her, spitting a bit of blood into the sink and wiping his sleeve. A crimson streak stained his crisp white collar. Gideon finally nodded weakly, giving into Yvonne’s words. ”Okay, Yvonne. Thank you.” he told her, swallowing hard as he tried to steady his weight on her before they made it out the door. He knew if he had Yvonne by his side while enduring the hallways, people would scatter from her resting bitch face.

Yvonne Rae De Snaijer

[Yvonne Rae De Snaijer]

━ callin' it quits now, baby, i'm a wreck ━

YVONNE COULDN'T HELP BUT SMILE small as he finally accepted her help, and as he spoke, the Slytherin found herself chuckling quietly. "You look like shit." She joked, looking up at him with her small smile. As Gideon steadied his weight against her, Yvonne wrapped her arm around to hold him up, using all of her strength to ensure she could help him out to the Infirmary. "You don't have to thank me..I'd like to think you'd do the same for me if I was in your shoes.."

Yvonne pushed open at the door then and directed the two towards the hallway. As expected a few students had gathered around, discussing the blood that scattered on the floor while others mentioned how beat up Gideon looked. But no one dared to step in front of the two of them, especially since Yvonne wasn't afraid to call someone out on their shit. As the two turned a corner, Yvonne noticed they weren't too far at all. "Just a little longer okay?.."

| gideon edward ollivander |

sorry for the wait!

[gideon edward ollivander]

As the pair rounded the corner, Gideon realized Yvonne was guiding him toward the Infirmary, which he agreed to only moments ago. His judgment was clouded by the fuzziness of getting punched and overwhelming embarrassment. Gideon didn't want to be seen as weak as he retreated. The last thing he wanted to do was explain two black eyes and a bloody nose to the adults as he stumbled in. Nessa hit him hard enough for him to know better than to nark on her when questioned.

Gideon could still hear the laughter in his ears, it would be hard to forget.

As Yvonne told him he looked like shit, he shook his head with a shit eating grin. Breathing deeply, he spat blood out onto the ground. "I can't believe I did that.." he spurted for hopefully only Yvonne to hear, "That was so stupid." the snake said quickly, clutching his bloody nose as he winced in pain. Trying to refrain from getting any blood on Yvonne. Gideon's face was filled with a growing, swelling pain in his face. Both of his eyes felt like they wanted to fall out of their sockets with the pressure under his eyelids. Fuck. He wanted nothing more than to hide and cower away, the last person he wanted to see him like this was Yvonne but she was the only person willing to help him.

Gideon stopped in his tracks, head filled with fuzz as the adrenaline rush started to fade. "I-I don't want to go to the Infirmary." he said in a typical, stubborn, Gideon-style tone as he froze in his path, still holding onto Yvonne for much needed support as his nostrils continued to drip crimson.

Yvonne Rae De Snaijer

[Yvonne Rae De Snaijer]

━ callin' it quits now, baby, i'm a wreck ━

AS THEY WERE ONLY A few steps away from the Infirmary, Yvonne tried to keep up the lightheartedness between the two of them. As Gideon shook his head with a grin, Yvonne adjusted her weight to hold him up a bit more, until he spat up some blood onto the ground. She knew she needed to get him inside and seen by some nurses..Quickly. But as Gideon began to speak, Yvonne looked over at him once more. "What even happened?.." The De Snaijer only heard of the fight once it had began and obviously ended, but she wasn't aware of the lead up to it.

The brunette could tell however, that the longer Gideon was on his feet, the more he would ache and swell up eventually. As they continued on, being closer to the door now than before, Gideon stopped in his tracks, resulting in Yvonne turning to face him more while she held him up. "Come on..We're literally right here.." She replied, knowing this was his knee-jerk response and reaction to most things.

"Can you bury your pride for one moment so you can at least get seen to?..Your nose is still bleeding, your eyes are getting worse and eventually you're gonna pass out..I don't want to have to scream for help Gideon.." Yvonne paused then to adjust herself once more, somewhat standing in front of him more. "I'll drag you in there and write the report to your mother myself if I have to."

| gideon edward ollivander |

[gideon edward ollivander]

Gideon's footsteps grew heavier the closer the hospital appeared. ”I called Nessa a cow….twice.” he stated without remorse, knowing it was wrong. Sighing, he shook his head into a lazy bob, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. He felt faint. The world he knew around him was a complete blur. ”My pride got the best of me.” Gideon explained, surprised he was being so transparent with Yvonne about the situation. Maybe because she was the only one that came to his aid. Gideon stopped in the corridor, the thought of going into the hospital wing made him feel queasy. He hated hospitals and blood.

Swallowing hard, his head cocked to the side with disbelief. ”You wouldn’t.” he tested her, eyes narrowing as he froze in his tracks.

His mum would have a field day with that information. Furrowing his eyebrows at the center of his forehead, he decided it wasn’t worth testing her patience. Gideon knew Yvonne enough to know she would love to prove a point. ”Okay, fine.” he agreed begrudgingly, wiping his leaky nose again. ”Thank you for your help, Yvonne” he finally said as the hospital doors opened for them.

Yvonne Rae De Snaijer