Try Again | Claudia & Simon

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June 3rd 2025

Just yesterday Claudia had her accident at ballet and was in the muggle emergency room. Her mother had taken her to St. Mungos this morning and they had her on a potion that would have her fully healed within a day or two. But in the meantime, they told her that the boot the muggles had put her in was good to keep on for stabilization until she returned at the end of the week to make sure it healed properly. After she got home from her appointment, she had texted Simon and asked if he was free. He said he was and was just going to be at home all day if she wanted to come over. He also sent his address. Dressed in leggings and a cropped t shirt with a zipped up, camo, hoodie on top, she made her way over there and texted him that she was there before she knocked on the door, hoping that he answered and not his sister or his parents.

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Simon spent most of his days lazing around, smoking weed or skateboarding, while he’d fill his evening with quidditch or working out. The half vamp never thought he’d be the kind of person to be disciplined to work out frequently but he wanted to prepare for the upcoming year as team captain. Simon wanted to be ripped next year.

As there was a knock on the door, he answered it already expecting it to be Claudia after their text conversation. Simon opened the door and was met with a surprise. Simon was getting ready to give her a quick hug when he noticed something was off. “Hey-oh fuck-“ his icy blue saucers widened, “what happened to you?” He asked her, unable to hide his shock. Since she was a dancer this wasn’t good for her.

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Simon’s eyes went straight to the cast and he asked what happened. She should have told him before she just showed up that she was going to be in a cast, but she didn’t really like talking about it. It wasn’t exactly something that she was proud of or happy with. “I fell, in rehearsal. Snapped my ankle.” she told him. Fairly straight faced, but she was upset about it. “So now I've got the summer free…” she added. At least there was a bit of a silver lining, even if she wasn't ready to see it yet. And she'd be able to work on her ballet at home, but she wouldn’t be able to teach or take class or perform for the foreseeable future. She didn’t even know yet if her foot would heal in the same position it used to be in or if she would need to rework it. She’d definitely need to do a lot of work before she could go on pointe with it again.

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Simons eyes were glued onto the boot on her leg. It looked painful. Simon bite his lip to wince as she explained her fall, snapping her ankle. "Wow, uh, I'm sorry that happened.." he frowned, expression faltering slightly. This was a shock because he knew how much dancing meant to Claudia. This would definitely take a toll on her during summer break. He knew she was involved with a Muggle dance school so he wondered if that was still happening for her. Claudia's expression on the matter was emotionless, which spoke a million words. Simon shrugged,  "Do you wanna drink and smoke until you can't think about it anymore?" he asked with a chuckle, trying to lighten the situation. Since she came over tonight he'd do whatever he could do to help her feel better about the situation.

Pushing the large front door open for her he waved her inside, offering her a hand to step inside with the bum ankle, "Come in" the corners of his lips lifted upwards. The foyer was bright with shiny marble floors and two large staircases. His parents were home but they didn't really care what he did, especially if he was 'safe' at home. Sofia and Jessie were somewhere having a girls night so he wasn't expecting anyone to crash his and Claudia's party. 

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Simon said that he was sorry it happened and Claudia shrugged her shoulders. There was nothing that could be done about it now, and she had spent enough time last night being mad at the hospital last night. She was mostly just disappointed in herself. She knew she could have worked harder. She could have been less distracted. She could have done a lot of things differently. But she didn’t. And now she had to face the consequences. And she had to adapt. Simon asked her if she wanted to smoke and drink until she couldn’t think about it anymore and she nodded. “Yes please.” she felt so entirely pitiful, but she knew that he would go easy on her.

He pushed the door open and offered for her to come inside. She had never been to his house before, and it felt a little weird to walk in, but she did and then looked around. It was nice. Certainly more than she had pictured, but she couldn’t say that she really pictured anything.

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Simon felt a pain in his stomach. He could feel Claudia's sadness and frustration.. There was probably a real battle going on inside her head. Simon wanted to ask her if she was okay but he figured they could do that once they were upstairs. The Gryffindor offered her a sympathetic smile when she said 'yes please' to drinking until she couldn't remember what she was sad about. He closed the door after she stepped inside, "Well...welcome to the Svendsen residence." he gestured with pitiful jazz hands and a goofy smile, more of an attempt to brighten her mood. "This way.." he waved, turning to take the stairs two at a time but stopping at the second stair with a snort. He remembered Claudia was in a boot. Opps. Simon chuckled, turning his back toward her and bending at the knees. "Oh, wait, I got you. Hop on gimpy." he instructed playfully.





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Simon welcomed her to his house and then started up the stairs, usually, she’d follow him quickly - she wasn’t a slow person and hated having to go slow. She was a fast walker and usually had a good amount of energy, even if she chose to hide it behind her closed off attitude. Halfway through making his own way up the stairs he turned back around. She was on about the third stair. She could do them herself, but it took her a little bit more time since her boot was heavy and bulky. He ran back down and then bent over, offering for her to hop on. She smirked, there were so many jokes that could be made in that instance. “Yes, sir.” she reported with a little giggle, and let herself get onto his back for a ride up the stairs.

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Simon turned around and bent at the knees slightly so Claudia could hop on. He carefully picked her up so her legs were dangling at his sides as he ran up the stairs with ease, mindful not to knock her boot against the walls on the way up. As they reached the top of the second floor, he set her on the floor in front of his door and pushed it open.

They stepped inside and his bedroom was surprisingly clean for a lazy teenage boy. His bedroom was decent sized with high ceilings and darker accent walls. There was a small wrap around balcony where he did most of his smoking so he didn't have to hear anything about it from his parents smelling up the house. Simon bobbed his head up and down, "This is where the magic happens.." he joked, because it didn't.

Since he was anticipating Claudia coming over, he was sure to finagle a couple of bottles of alcohol from his parents liquor cabinet, and he was in the process of preparing a spliff when she arrived. His fingers gestured to a couple of bottles lined up and a fizzy drink to chase. The half vamp sat down and hunched over his spliff that he was packing before, "Pick your poison, mate." he encouraged her, ready to get down to business because she seemed like she needed it. Simon always loved a reason to drink or party so this was a time he could hopefully uplift Claudia's spirits.

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Simon carefully carried her up the stairs and set her down once they got to his bedroom door, or so she assumed. Her assumptions were proved correct when he opened the door and told her that this was where the magic happened. She giggled a little as she stepped inside and took a look around. It was basically exactly what she had expected his room to be like. Claudia appreciated that it was fairly clean, and only smelled slightly of a teenage boy. It smelled like Simon, which was not unwelcome by any means to the Slytherin. Not that she’d admit that to him. That was a weird thing to point out. The balcony was nice. “I’ve got to say, I’m impressed by how clean it was.” Claudia was very much a clean person: shocker. Her room was spotless and tastefully decorated.

He took a seat and hunched over his line of bottles that he had set out, she assumed, after he found out that she was coming. He told her to pick her poison and she went over, taking a seat near him and leaning over to read the bottles. Claudia had never been drunk. She had sips of alcohol, mostly wine, but she was always too focused to go crazy at parties. She never let herself have any fun. “Tequila?” she asked. She had heard it was good. But she had nothing to base her decision off of other than what she had overheard from her roommates over the years.

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Simon chuckled when she commented on the cleanliness of his room. "Thanks, I may be a lazy fuck but I'm not slob." he winked playfully, taking it as a compliment. Simon nodded in approval at her selection of Tequila. She apparently wanted something that was to the point and got the job done; honestly he shouldn't have thought anything less of Claudia. "Sounds good to me." he chuckled, his fingers carefully twisted the ends of the spliff after he licked it closed, tucking it behind his ear for safe keeping.

The Lion didn't know she never drank before. Simon had always been a part of the corrupt youth and sometimes assumed people were on his level. He gestured to the bottle of her choice, offering to crack it open. He shrugged with thought, extending it to her, "We have shot glasses but drinking straight from the bottle feels pretty badass and you seem like you need that right now." he told her bluntly, only because she was his friend. They had become very close over the year and he was glad about it, things were just very complicated.

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Simon admitted that while he was lazy, he wasn’t a slob, which Claudia all but assumed would go hand in hand. It was kind of impressive. She had to wonder if he just cleaned up because he knew she was coming over, but she couldn’t see him doing that. He had no reason to want to impress her, they were just friends. He tucked his cigarette thing behind his ear and then gestured to the bottle, she nodded, confirming that was the one she wanted. “I’ll drink from the bottle I guess.” she agreed. She wasn’t sure how much of it to drink, but she could always start off slow and just take a drink or two and then see how she felt. While she hadn’t drunk alcohol like this, she was a professional when it came to taking shots of vinegar, and figured they were probably pretty similar. “What do you have I can drink after?” she usually would drink a full glass of water after a vinegar shot, she assumed this would be similar, she’d want to get the alcohol taste out of her mouth.

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Simon was glad that Claudia was here. He wasn't aware of her injury until a couple of moments ago, but he was happy to help make her feel better about it. When she asked for something to drink after the alcohol, he nodded without a problem, "I got you. Here's something fizzy." he cracked it open for her so that it would be ready after her first swig. Simon offered a helpful smile, face flickering with amusement at what was about to happen. They always had a good time together, this was the first time alcohol was involved. "Now, bottoms up." he encouraged his friend, thoroughly enjoying being the bad influence in this situation.


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He gave her something to drink and then she brought the bottle to her lips and took a large swig. It went down fine, and she wasn’t understanding what was so bad about it until she opened her mouth again to breath. The air mixed with the alcohol left an absolutely awful taste. “Oh god that’s vile.” she admitted, laughing a little at herself as she took a few drinks of the fizzy drink he handed her. She hadn’t really had soda either, except on extremely rare occasions, so this was nearly as new as alcohol. “I love it.” she giggled while offering him the bottle. “So, what were you doing when I interrupted you?” she asked. Surely he hadn’t been sitting around expecting her to text him and demand his address all day. He had been up to something before she barged in.

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Simon watched as Claudia took back her first swig of alcohol. He was impressed that she handled it pretty well, stating that the taste was vile with a cute look on her face. The half vamp nodded his head in agreement, he had gotten used to it over time, sometimes it was something he found himself craving. "It gets easier the more you drink." he accepted the bottle she extended toward him, easily taking a swig himself. "You are never interrupting." he assured her, "I was here in my room getting high and organizing my painting supplies." Simon answered her question easily. His expression fell slightly as his eyes got a glimpse of her boot on her ankle, he bit his lip, "Are you okay? Do you have to like prop your ankle up or something?" he asked her, wanting to help if she would allow him to. Simon was glad that she decided to visit him in a time of need, that meant something to him, even if there wasn't much that he could do for Claudia right now other than be there for her. 

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Simon told her that it got easier the more that she drank and she nodded, she believed it. It would be a feeling that would get easier to deal with in time. He took the bottle and took a swig of it himself. He then told her that he had just been here, organizing his painting supplies. She knew that he painted, it sounded vaguely familiar. They hadn’t talked too much about their hobbies, he knew that she did ballet, but they didn’t talk about it too much either. Just when he barged in on her dancing. “You should paint me. I’ve always wanted someone to paint my portrait.” she admitted. She’d be a great subject for a painting. She was pretty - what else did she need?

He asked about her foot and if she needed to elevate it or anything. She sighed, for a moment she had forgotten about the boot. It weighed her down, mentally and physically. But being here with him already had her forgetting the trauma that she had endured over the last 24 hours. It was hard to believe that it was just last night that she broke her ankle and snapped her dreams. “No,I went to St. Mungo’s this morning. It should be fine by the end of the week, they just don’t want me to bend it or hit it against something if I can avoid it.” they offered to let her ditch the boot and instead use a spell that would keep her leg straight, but she declined. This was better, in her mind. It felt like there was a bubble of protection around it. She picked up the bottle and took another swig.

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