Post by Prudence Oria Weiss on Aug 13, 2019 18:36:26 GMT -7
wonder how i got by this week.
please note: TW/CW warning for this thread, as the mention and involvement of drugs are included.
29th march 2025
HOGSMEADE WEEKEND WAS ALWAYS RUE’S favourite time of the week, month, or even year. At least, when it was spent by Mina’s side in Seventh Year. Rue couldn’t remember much about their past considering the numbness of her own potions, drugs she had taken and even the secret stash of her father’s own medication, but she was sure nothing like ‘Hogsmeade weekend’ existed in Ilvermorny. But now Rue was twenty-one. An old age for a child or any kind of student, but still a stupid young adult to the eyes of elderly wizards and warlocks. Youngsters never won. Hair blown into messy waves, Rue’s hands were stuffed in their pockets, hand gripping tight on a concealed potion. Rue had a new client today, which they were supposed to meet somewhere in the village, but where, the Weiss couldn’t remember. Simply because…Well. Rue was high out of her goddamn mind. Selling to people always made her feel rather uneasy, which was odd considering they were always discreet and one of the best liars to walk this god-forsaken earth anyway. It was probably because deals were done in disclosed areas, places with fewer people around, or with simply no one at all.
Sunglasses pushed up the bridge of Rue’s nose, the Potioneer turned a corner, which lead them into an alleyway that would draw two different streets together. It was there she stopped, hoping the client could follow the riddle Rue had placed together in their owls back and forth. Rue didn’t know much about them, aside from their gender (female, which was a surprise for once), and the possible hint of an idea that they were a student. Who else requested to meet in Hogsmeade for Merlin’s sake? Rue leaned against the walls of the tight alley, a free hand gripping tighter at her jacket to warm her up a little more. Even though Rue loved Hogsmeade for the excitement it brought (as well as the dangers of wandering amongst it while high as hell), she always hated how cold Scotland was. And Rue thought London was bad.
@isabel & hopefully this works!