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pandora-clarke:

“Oh yes,” She nodded excitedly. Pandora quite enjoyed talking about her spells and her work. She found it interesting and dynamic. “I plan on being a curse breaker of sorts, really something that involves spells and the ministry. I don’t only break curses though, I also enjoy creating spells. It’s all a very interesting process, although it is long.” She explained. Truthfully there wasn’t a doubt in her mind that she would one day work for the ministry. 

Nodding solemnly, “Oh yes, that is what’s most important I suppose.” The blonde agreed that the auror should be caught and punished. But, if the students who were injured didn’t get better than that would be even worse. “Do you think the professors have updates about their conditions yet?” 

Dorcas raised her brows, impressed that she had it worked out. And that she seemed to feel pretty passionately about what she wanted to do. “That would be pretty interesting,” she admitted. “Have you created any spells yet? Or have any plans?” She was genuinely curious.

“Perhaps,” she wasn’t sure herself. She’d been so busy running around trying to help those affected second-hand that she hadn’t thought about asking for updates. A complete oversight on her part, she supposed. “I’m not sure that they’d share too much information if we asked. But they may know something.”

#c: pandora

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notvasilia:

That was a valid pointed; Logan didn’t think much of the cots, really. Although they didn’t see how the cots were worse than sleeping on the table but maybe it was just a personal preference. They couldn’t blame her, though; sleeping in front of other people - like this - was not something Logan wanted to do. On a cot or on a table. “I couldn’t sleep,” they said in answer to the question, tossing their braid over their shoulder. “I can’t sleep in crowds like this. There’s too many people around. It makes me nervous.”

And on top of that, they were too wound up from the events of the night before - it was exciting that something had finally happened, and those supporting Grindelwald could see that it was a dangerous move. “I’ll make up for it tomorrow. I don’t think we’re the only ones, either. I’ve seen lots of students moving around, even now.”

Dorcas nodded in reply. “I don’t much fancy it either.” Though she doubted anyone would really watch her, she didn’t like the thought of someone being able to. And while she could pass out whenever her head rested, she was finding the thought of sleeping again the Great Hall none too appealing.

She ran her hands through her hair and took a band from her wrist and tied her hair back. She was sure she looked a mess, but couldn’t find it in herself to give a damn. “They should get some rest,” she said gruffly to the other person. It was hypocritical, since she wasn’t about to go rest herself, but still. “I suppose we’re all going to sleep rather well once they release us.”

#c: logan

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remus-wolfstar:

“That is very nice of you. I didn’t know that you had a good talent to sing, Dorcas. That’s amazing!” He smiled at her, realizing how much energy she still had in her body after a long and hard day of work. They didn’t have a chance to stop unless Pandora forced Remus to have a break and he was very grateful for that reaction of her. “They are very stressed out. I hoped they wouldn’t need to see all this situation and problems from outside. I am relief that the Aurors are here to provide help and support, at least we know they will resolve the problem quicker than most of us.” He looked at her for some seconds, listening about her desire to go with him eat something and some hot chocolate. He needed that more than anything now, and he felt sad to not asked Sirus to go to Hogsmeade and buy more for him.

“I head that nearby the entrance of the Great Hall they have some. The night is pretty cold today, and the space, even with magic, could it need something that brings happiness.” He smiled one more time, thinking about his Patronus, when he learned at 15 years old and how he still loved to see how chocolate could bring such joy in people’s life. “How do you like your cocoa? Please let me serve you.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m a talented singer, but if someone’s tired enough, I’m sure I’d sound alright.” She chuckled quietly. “Yes, I’m glad the aurors are here as well.” Drocas honestly wasn’t sure how well they’d be able to resolve things, though. Especially considering one of their own had almost slain multiple students that very night. At least someone was trying, she supposed.

“Sounds like a plan,” she added and began walking toward the entrance. He was dead right about the space feeling cold. Dorcas wasn’t one for sparkles, but she thought even that might cheer the place up a little. She was surprised at his offer, but gave a small smile at it. “Ah, half hot chocolate and half marshmallows is the way to go. What about you?”

#c: remus

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arookwood-r:

She was right. He was at that spot for too long and this could it be suspicious. Augustus smiled at her, trying to see if actually, her intentions were real or maybe just scanning his actions. It took him some seconds to decide for one of the options he raised at his head and looked at her with care “I appreciate your service, but I believe I can do that to myself. As a Gentleman, I am feeling useless with all your help.” He got up and stood beside Dorcas “Why don’t you show me the way to get the blankets? I believe my jumpers are enough. And I also can help you if you need to carry things around.” His proactive action could be suspicious, but now he has nothing else interesting to do and maybe having a new connection was a good way to make the time pass fast.

Dorcas crooked an eyebrow at him. She didn’t see how getting help was a sign of weakness. Rather, she thought refusing it when it was offered or needed was a sign of weakness. “Mm, a woman’s help makes you feel like less of a man?” She couldn’t help but to be amused.

“Come along, then,” she said, turning, and heading in the direction of the supplies. She led them along to the elves, spoke a few words with them, and picked up a few blankets. Fortunately, she’d been wearing her jumper when it had all happened and didn’t need one. “You’re welcome to help me pass out items if you wish.”

#c: augustus

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notvasilia:

Logan had been pacing for a while, aware of the eyes of adults on them but not really caring about that. They couldn’t sleep, too wound up after the events, and as they weren’t bothering anyone or anything, they didn’t see how anyone could be upset with them. So they continued on as they were, walking around the perimeter of the room until their feet were tired, and then moving to one of the tables. They hadn’t planned on sitting near Dorcas Meadowes, but it was slightly more interesting to watch her than to stare into space, so it wasn’t a total loss.

Their lips quirked into a smile at her embarrassment but they shrugged. They weren’t at all aware of the time, really, and didn’t care that much. “Not sure. It’s late though. You’ll probably be better off sleeping in a cot.”

Dorcas stared at the other person for a moment, before taking a long yawn. it did nothing to wake her up, instead made her all the more tired. She looked back over at them and sighed. “The cots are worse,” she replied grumpily. They weren’t really all that bad but she wasn’t in a nice mood.

“What are you still doing up?” Everyone around them was passed out. very few stragglers sat awake on their cots or at the few tables provided in the Great Hall. It was a wonder they could fit an entire student body into the one room.

#c: logan

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emmyvance:

Emmeline kept her face solemn as she waited for an answer. There was no joking when it came to this. While Emmeline was never one to be serious, this was the one thing she’d absolutely had to settle down over. She had seen the dead bodies at Hogsmeade, and she’d watched Thomas Avery sift through them to pick up a wand. “They fight.” She answered, simply. 

She didn’t really know what The Order did, but she knew what they were doing right now. “Some of us are trying to track down that Auror…” She mumbled, hoping none of the Aurors were around. “It’s up to you, alright?”

Dorcas thought a moment and nodded slowly. “I’d like to help,” she said quietly. “I don’t know what use I could be, but I want to do something about-” she waved her hand to the Great Hall situation “-all this.” It was sudden, hearing that she might be able to help, but she was sure she wanted to.

“When is the meeting? And where?” She asked. Her mind was going into high speed, trying to comprehend the possibilities that could open up. Of course, of course, she would need to see if they were even able to do anything. But if they were... Who knew what she might be able to do.

#c: emmeline

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emmyvance:

Emmeline moved closer to Dorcas, moving her long hair to the side so she could fully look at the girl and observe her reaction. She kept her voice low, occasionally looking around to make sure no one else could hear the two. “There are people trying to fight back. Against all of it.” Emmeline began, unsure of how to explain The Order. Was it a group? A club?

“It’s sort of like – a society? It’s the closest thing to an army that I could find. Edgar told me about it, and if you’re interested… You should stop by.” Emmeline finished, placing her hands on her lap and staring forward. 

Dorcas was a little shocked. She had no reason to be- the other side had taken it upon themselves to make up their own groups to further their agenda. And yet, she remained surprised. She hadn’t realized anybody was really trying to go against the darkness. “Army? What exactly do that do?”

She was a fighter, and had been since childhood when she would twist kids’ arms behind their backs and make them scream. She realized she may never have really told Emmeline about that. She’d never really had a reason to. But a wizard army? She wasn’t sure she was good enough.

#c: emmeline #she doesnt have a ton of non-modeling acting gifs lol #but i cant imagine anybody else as doe's fc

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notapurebloodprince:

The Great Hall was quiet, and Severus Snape was enjoying that immensely. He sincerely hoped that they might all be let out soon, because he did not think he could handle one more day surrounded by all of his bumbling classmates. When the lights had gone out, the Great Hall had not gone silent, but it at least wasn’t filled with as much noise as earlier in the day. What had once been screaming conversations had melted into whispers. He could handle whispers. 

What Severus could not handle, was being bothered while trying to fall asleep. His eyes were closed, his blanket was pulled up to his shoulder, yet some fool still felt it appropriate to speak to him. Not just any fool either, but a Gryffindor fool. He blinked up in annoyance at the unwelcome sight of Dorcas Meadowes. “It’s time to sleep.” He snapped, his voice resembling more of a hiss than a whisper. “Go bother someone else.”

Dorcas held his gaze as they recognized each other. She watch one of less savory Slytherins snap at her and narrowed her eyes. “Ah, not so friendly. A simple no would have sufficed.” She said flatly. After six years at Hogwarts she could confidently say that she’d gotten sick of the Slytherins attitude. Which seemed to be pompous and unnecessarily rude.

“I’m bothering you because you look so sad,” perhaps it was a bit patronizing, but she didn’t much mind. “But maybe, blankets or other supplies will put a smile on that unpleasantly grumpy face of yours. A simple yes or no will be just fine this time.” Really, she thought he should smile more.

#c: severus

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emmyvance:

Emmeline let a laugh out as Dorcas swore over Charlotte. It was always so interesting to see what the war brought out in people, especially people that Emmeline had grown up with. She’d been observing people’s reactions for part of the night, and trying to stay aware of her surroundings – gaging the Hall to make sure there were no gaps in security, no way for Charlotte to come back in. 

Truth be told, Emmeline was terrified. She had heard of what Fawley did to her fellow classmates and it sounded horrific. Charlotte was clearly going to go after whoever wasn’t on her side, and Emmeline definitely wasn’t in the right. “There is, but…” She lowered her voice to a hushed whisper. “You have to promise not to tell anyone.”

Dorcas frowned at her a little, surprised by the response. Perhaps she was going to suggest being an Auror or going into magical medicine. Although that would be nothing Dorcas would have to keep secret. She looked over the other girl’s face.

Nodding slowly, she replied just as quietly, sensing something serious coming. “I promise.” She paused. “I want to help, whatever I can do,” she said, trying to keep the sadness out of her voice. Any suggestion would be helpful, if only to stop feeling so entirely helpless.

#c: emmeline

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Dorcas Meadowes Moodboard 5/?

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pandora-clarke:

“Oh quite the contrary, I’m excited to graduate.” Pandora had plans, big plans. She was going to become a ministry official. Perhaps a curse breaker of sorts? Whatever she did, she knew it was going to be wonderful and she couldn’t wait. She figured that was the reason behind all of the letters she’d been getting from the ministry lately. Dorcas Meadows. the first name was a little silly, but it seamed to suit the girl. 

“Well for good reason I suppose. Many people are worried about their friends, or that the auror may come back. I don’t think that’ll happen though, now that she’s lost her eliminate of surprise.” That’s how the blonde had been able to stay calm. By carefully thinking through possible situations, and eliminating the ones that were least likely to happen. Plus the students were more guarded then ever, making the possibility of another attack so soon extremely unlikely.

“Really? That’s a first,” she said with a short laugh. “That’s nice, though. Do you have ideas of what you’d like to do?” Dorcas was a year off and was still unsure. She knew that she wanted to help, particularly with the war efforts against Grindelwald and Voldemort, though that was as far as her idea went. She wasn’t even sure how one would become involved in such an effort.

“That’s true. I’d like to see her take on an angry student body, see what’s left of her then.” The whole thing angered her. It was horrible, and she’d been fortunate enough to not have had someone she loved involved. So, she mostly felt angry. “I do hope those in the hospital come through.”

#c: pandora

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greengrassxjimin:

“Thank you,” Ji-Min said, reaching for the goblet gratefully. She was thirsty, actually. Certainly not hungry, but quite thirsty. She took a long drink before answering, trying to collect her thoughts. She really wasn’t that interested in helping anyone at the moment. She’d rather look for someone she knew to talk to but as her preferred companion was nowhere in sight at the moment, and one of her cousins was in the hospital wing, there weren’t many people she wanted to talk to available at the moment. 

“I can help,” she said after a moment. “Just let me finish this first.” It would give her a good reason to be wandering around the Great Hall, if nothing else. She quickly drank the rest of her water and stood, dusting herself off. “What can I do to help?”

“Lovely,” she said, and waited patiently for her to finish her water. “Let’s see, ah, follow me.” Dorcas led her toward the entrance of the hall, where there were a few house elves sorting items. “There’s food, water, blankets,t hat sort of thing. In piles here, here, and here.

“It’s nothing especially official, I’ve just been walking around to whoever seems distressed or alone and offering what we have.” She sighed, running a hand through her hair as a wave of tired finally hit her. She wasn’t about to sleep, anyway, however. “I had to sing one little girl to sleep, she was so scared. Poor thing.”

#c: ji min

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Dorcas Meadowes Playlist 1/?

Harlem - New Politics

Eyes on Fire - Blue Foundation

San Francisco – The Mowgli’s

The National – Gospel

Battlefield – Svrcina

Gasoline – Halsey

Bloody Nose – Earlimart

Down On Life – Elliphant

Problem – Natalia Kills

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emmyvance:

Emmeline grinned as Dorcas drank the hot chocolate, never really having much of a taste for it herself. She wished there was something to smoke around the Great Hall, but she couldn’t spot the regular smokers for the life of her. But she was happy to share a drink with Dorcas, hoping that the girl hadn’t been traumatized by last night’s events. 

As Dorcas got comfortable, Emmeline leaned into the table, spreading her arms out on top of it. She nodded, agreeing with Doe. “Don’t think she’d last a chance, honestly. I just want to know how she got past Dumbledore’s radar.”

“We’d kick her little traitor ass,” Dorcas said bluntly. She hadn’t let herself really think about all that had happened until just before she’d fallen asleep. She’d kept busy most of the night, checking on people, bringing them food, running around to stay distracted. She didn’t have any privacy in the Great Hall, and she wasn’t about to ‘let things out’ in front of the entire student population.

“I have no idea,” she said, pressing her lips together. She looked at Emmeline sadly. “I just wish there was more I could do. More we could do.” But she was in school, stuck inside a castle where students had recently been tortured within an inch of their lives. And there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.

#c: emmeline

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emmyvance:

Emmeline laughed under her breath as Dorcas wiped the drool off her cheek, unable to hold it back. Dorcas was able to make the strangest things look pretty, Emmeline thought to herself. She passed her own mug of cocoa down to Dorcas, moving closer to the girl. “Hello, Doe.” 

She shook her head, looking around for a clock. If this were the Muggle world, she would have checked her watch, but they were stuck in the Great Hall. “You could ask an Auror. Though I don’t think it would make much difference, knowing the time. We’re still stuck in this – ” Emmeline looked around the room, annoyed with how long they’d been in here. “This hellhole.” 

Dorcas intercepted the mug and grinned. “Oh my God, I love you,” she said taking a few sips of the hot chocolate, which had never tasted better. It was like one of those times when she would wake up in the middle of the night, desperate for something to drink, and once she found something, it was taste beyond wonderful.

She handed the mug back to her friend and shifted into a more comfortable position, with one leg curled up to her chest. She yawned and stretched a little. She rolled her eyes. “Honestly. I don’t see why we can’t be escorted back to our dorms and stay there for the night. I’d like to see Fawley take on a house full of Gryffindors.” She snorted.

#c: emmeline

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WHO: Dorcas Meadowes & Open

WHEN: February 15th, 1978, very, very late

WHERE: The Great Hall

Dorcas awoke to find her face hurting. She’d passed out at one of the few tables in the hall, the warmth and cocoa having lulled her into dreams. Apparently, her face had stuck to the wood, as she could feel a sting in her cheek from lifting her head. There was some drool down her cheek, and she wiped it away, glancing about.

Unfortunately, there was someone sitting a little ways down who had their eyes on her. She offered an embarrassed smile, wiping at her mouth a bit more. “Hey.” She reached for her cocoa, to find it cold, and sighed. She leaned over a little toward the other person down the row. “Uh, do you know what time it is?”

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