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Writing Prompt #2: Poppy Sweeting x Imelda Reyes

Thanks to @celestial--sapphic for providing the second prompt:

Poppy attending one of Imelda's Quidditch matches

Poppy Sweeting x Imelda Reyes

Word Count: 1328

Rating: Teen ✨✨✨

Poppy’s first Quidditch match as Imelda’s paramour was going exactly as expected. Splendidly. Imelda was in top-form, directing her teammates confidently, as the Slytherin Quidditch Captain should, and chasing her opponents with a singular focus, like a Hungarian Horntail pursuing its prey. 

Now, if only Poppy knew more about Quidditch…

Seated in the stands with her fellow Hufflepuffs, sporting a very conspicuous Slytherin scarf that drew some pointed glances - though she couldn’t have cared less, especially since Hufflepuff wasn’t even playing today - she tilted her head back, squinting against the sun’s harsh rays. There, amidst the whirl of the other players, she watched Imelda soar by on her broom, a vision of grace and finesse, her ebony ponytail trailing behind her. 

Poppy sighed wistfully. And to think, just yesterday afternoon she had been straddling Imelda on her broom as Imelda deftly maneuvered one of her old broom trial courses from their fifth year, the year Professor Black banned Quidditch. It had been quite a remarkable experience, the wind in her hair, her body pressed tightly against Imelda’s lithe but muscular frame. Poppy didn’t doubt that one day Imelda would realize her dream of joining the ranks of the Holyhead Harpies. She was that good, and oh so passionate. 

Her attention was diverted by raucous cheering coming from the Slytherins in the stands across the way. While it seemed like Slytherin was winning, Poppy couldn’t exactly say for sure. She was too distracted by Imelda’s outrageously talented self, and, well, to be totally honest, Gerald the Puffskein, who was currently squirming around on her lap. In fact, he was humming very loudly, so loudly that Poppy was worried that someone might overhear. She technically wasn’t supposed to have taken him out of Professor Howin’s class, but she couldn’t help it! He had seemed down and she thought a rousing Quidditch match might cheer him up. 

Fortunately, Professor Howin was seated among the other professors in a stand further down the way. There was no chance they’d be spotted together. Unless…

A Bludger streaked across her field of vision, and then, in an unexpected turn of events, zipped back directly from whence it came. The crowd erupted into startled cries and gasps of alarm as they ducked down. Poppy followed suit, shielding Gerald beneath her, her reaction slightly delayed but thankfully swift enough to avoid a potentially deadly blow.

Well, Quidditch was quite exhilarating, that was for certain. Poppy hadn’t been entirely sure, this having been only her second game ever, the first having been back in her first year. She hadn’t found her first particularly thrilling, so she hadn’t bothered attending any more matches since. But now, she had a reason to be here, and a captivating one at that. The mere thought of Imelda caused her cheeks to flush. 

As Poppy regained her composure, adjusting herself back into a comfortable seated position, she whispered, “Are you okay, Gerald?” Gerald remained in her lap, covered in a blanket she’d brought specifically for him to ensure he didn’t catch a chill in the crisp fall air. He wiggled in her lap, snuffling at her hand. “Alright, you.” Poppy pulled a treat out of her pocket and offered it to him. As expected, he gobbled it up immediately.

Poppy soon lost track of time entirely. Tending to an adorably mischievous Puffskein would do that. Every so often she’d steal a glance at Imelda, only to be preoccupied once more with Gerald. She vaguely registered the sound of more cheering, although she couldn’t pinpoint its origin, and then, before she knew it, her classmates began bustling around her, scooting past her as they exited the Quidditch pitch. 

Was the game over already? Who won? Imelda would certainly expect her to know who won, wouldn’t she? Merlin! She should have paid better attention. 

“See this crowd? All my doing,” Poppy heard before Imelda stumbled into view before her, a bit unsteady on her feet. Imelda’s grace on a broom didn’t always seem to extend to solid ground. Poppy suppressed a smile. She would never say so aloud, but she found this quirk oddly endearing.

“You’ve got good flying technique, I’ll give you that,” Poppy teased, lifting Gerald, blanket and all, and cradling him gently in her left arm as she rose to her feet.

“Hello, Gerald,” Imelda said, tugging on the strap of her broom across her shoulder. “Dare I ask?”

“He wanted to go on an adventure!”

“And did he enjoy himself?”

Poppy flashed Imelda a coy smile. “Hmm, perhaps,” she replied. How long could she delay Imelda from finding out she wasn’t quite certain who won the match? A minute? Five?

“Hmph,” Imelda huffed, placing a hand on her cocked hip. “And you? What did you think?”

Poppy weighed her options. Realizing she had a fifty-fifty chance, she decided it was worth the risk. “A well-won victory, I must say,” she ventured, resisting the urge to cross her fingers behind her back. 

At first, Imelda remained stoic, giving away nothing. She was a stubborn mask of solemnity. Then, unexpectedly, she laughed. It was a glorious turn of expression that warmed Poppy to her core. 

“Not bad, for a Hufflepuff,” Imelda finally said.

“Hmm?” Poppy questioned, trying her best to play it cool.

“You were too distracted by Gerald, weren’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her cheeks warmed, presumably flushing, which would inevitably betray her lie.

Imelda surprised Poppy yet again with a playful smirk. “Honestly, some people should be re-Sorted. And you were correct, by the way. We won. Good guess.” 

Poppy let loose a shy smile. “You’re not cross with me?” she asked, rubbing the back of her neck with her free hand.

“Maybe a little,” Imelda admitted. “But this was only the first match of many. I fully expect you to make it up to me.”

“Oh?” 

“And now you can’t say no to my next suggestion.”

Poppy raised a brow. “Your next suggestion?”

“It’s about time you got your own broom.”

“A broom? But I have Highwing!”

“And that’s all well and good, but Highwing needs a rest every once in a while.” 

Poppy glanced down at Gerald who had fallen asleep in the crook of her arm. “Let’s say I agree with you. What’s in it for me?” she teased.

Imelda grinned. Her brown eyes twinkled mischievously in the sunlight. “You. Me. In the air. Flying side by side.” 

“Oh, I don’t know…I’m not much of a flier.”

“If you’re worried about technique, don’t be. I’ll make you better, don’t you worry.”

Poppy brought a hand to her chin in mock contemplation. She took a breath. “Alright, it’s a date. When do we start?”

Imelda swiftly pulled her broom out from behind her back and straddled it. She gestured for Poppy to join her. “We start now. I’ll take you to Spintwitches.” 

Poppy chuckled. “Why’d I even ask?” she muttered, mostly to herself. “Gerald,” she said, shaking her arm gently. “Are you up for another adventure?” He opened one eye, made a movement with his head that seemed like an assent, and then snuggled back into her chest. She’d ensure she kept a firm hold on him in the air. 

Giving Imelda a curt nod, she said, “Gerald says yes.”

“Oh good, if Gerald says so.” 

“Hold on, not so fast.” Poppy strode purposefully forward. She didn’t give Imelda time to react before smacking a kiss on her perfect lips. 

Once she stepped back, she reveled in Imelda’s wide-eyed stare. “What was that for?” Imelda asked.

“Does a girl need an excuse to kiss her ladylove?”

“Pfft, hardly,” Imelda replied, a fleeting hint of affection softening her features before her customary mask of seriousness settled back into place. “Now pop on, Hufflepuff. I’m not the patient sort.”

Poppy did as commanded, tamping down her sudden urge to snog the living daylights out of Imelda. There would be time for that later. Yes, later.

#poppy sweeting x imelda reyes #f/f #hogwarts legacy one-shot #poppy sweeting #imelda reyes #hogwarts legacy

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Sebastian: All we have to do is use this incredibly dark object to control the Inferí and my sister’s curse!

MC: ….

Sebastian: …..

MC: You seemed smarter than me when I met you.

Sebastian: thank you ☺️

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I am so investeddd WHERE IS MY BOY??? I just want to find him and give him a hug!

The Report

Relatives: 

Unknown. About 5 months ago he spoke of a mysterious woman, approximately 2 months ago he started referring to this woman as, “Mother” and insisted that others around him do so as well. He refused to name this woman.

Behavior:

Around the same 5 month period, Allan Waite began showing strange behaviors. According to witnesses and related individuals, this only progressed as time went on. These strange behaviors included:

A refusal to eat. Although it was usual for the boy to avoid eating in mass, it became very apparent he was starving himself, and soon began to refuse food from anyone.

Sneaking out of the castle. He began sneaking out of the castle at late hours of the night, without explanation, and with very little effort to hide his actions.

He would sit on his own, refusing to interact with the others- which alone is not a problem except for the fact he became increasingly agreeable upon approach.

He claimed he could see things that weren’t there. Spirits and ghosts, on a separate plane then the ones we know. He insisted he was the only one who could see them.

Appearance and Identifiable Markings:

Allan Waite is a white British European male boy, about 19. He has magenta hair and purple eyes, however it is suspected his natural hair tone is brown. His height is 1.524 m. He has a severe burn mark on the back of his left hand that never healed properly. Resulting from this burn is severe nerve damage, making his left hand mostly unreliable, although still useful.

#allan waite #The expeditions #the mcverse #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #read this now! #where's allan?? #ALLAN! MY BOY WHERE HAVE YOU GONE??

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YYEEEAHHH BUDDYY!! These are so true and hilarious I can't!!!

My two most favoritest boys in the whole world!!!

HOGWARTS LEGACY MC X MC TEXTPOST!!!! ALLBERT PART 2 YEEEAAHHHH

THERE ARE SO MANY IM NOT SORRY EAT OF MY RAREPAIR HOGWARTS LEGACY FANDOM!!

The one with pink hair, named Allan Waite, belongs to me

the one with curly hair is Gilbert Blythe, who belongs to @honeybadgerdontcare394

#the mcverse #allan waite #gilbert blythe #allbert #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc

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Hogwarts West Side Story Audition results (Tony)

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy mc #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #garreth weasley #hogwarts legacy sebastian #west side story

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New ask game:

Reblog if you want your followers to tell you what your trademark ™️ is. Like, what’s that thing that really identifies you.

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Absolute gremlin behavior!

New ask game:

Reblog if you want your followers to tell you what your trademark ™️ is. Like, what’s that thing that really identifies you.

#also allbert #LOL

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@the-chaotic-scilla-aster In that I barely output anything and, well, I'm just a potato in general LOL

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Attention all Hogwarts students!

This year's musical, put on by the Music club is West Side Story! We're holding auditions and will post a poll once you've heard all of the contenders.

We're currently casting Tony, so all auditions will be for the lead role.

We can't forget about Mr. Garreth Weasley, on Weasley Wednesday now can we?

(I am also taking suggestions for others you wish to hear audition, for any role in the show, so leave a comment with your favorites and maybe I can make it happen!)

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy garrethxnatty #garreth weasley #weasley wednesday #west side story #musical theater #ai generated cover

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Attention all Hogwarts students!

This year's musical, put on by the Music club is West Side Story! We're holding auditions and will post a poll once you've heard all of the contenders.

We're currently casting Tony, so all auditions will be for the lead role.

Next up, we have MC! (I used a picture of my MC, Gilbert, but use your imagination, people!)

(I am also taking suggestions for others you wish to hear audition, for any role in the show, so leave a comment with your favorites and maybe I can make it happen!)

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy mc #gilbert blythe #west side story #musical theater #ai generated cover

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Attention all Hogwarts students!

This year's musical, put on by the Music club is West Side Story! We're holding auditions and will post a poll once you've heard all of the contenders.

We're currently casting Tony, so all auditions will be for the lead role.

Next for your humble consideration, Mr. Sebastian Sallow!

(I am also taking suggestions for others you wish to hear audition, for any role in the show, so leave a comment with your favorites and maybe I can make it happen!)

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy sebastian #ai generated cover #west side story

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Attention all Hogwarts students!

This year's musical, put on by the Music club is West Side Story! We're holding auditions and will post a poll once you've heard all of the contenders.

We're currently casting Tony, so all auditions will be for the lead role.

Up first is one Mr. Ominis Gaunt for your consideration.

(I am also taking suggestions for others you wish to hear audition, for any role in the show, so leave a comment with your favorites and maybe I can make it happen!)

#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy ominis #hogwarts legacy fandom #west side story #auditions #musical theater #ai generated cover

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We stan Poppy in this house!

#popppyyyyyyy!!! #poppy sweeting

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What’s something about Ron Weasley as a character that you think is underrated?

That Ron is really, really funny, and that his sense of humour isn't a sign of immaturity or gratuitous comic relief for the reader's sake, but an absolutely essential part of what both Harry and Hermione value in Ron as a character as an antidote to their own tendencies (moodiness and seriousness/anxiousness, respectively). Ron makes bad days bearable to get through for the people around him. I think people mistake Ron making jokes for a lack of emotional awareness, but I actually think it’s the opposite. By the series end Ron is literally the most emotionally well-adjusted of the central canon characters. That line about Peeves’ poem right at the end of DH when the war is won (“Really gives a feeling for the scope and tragedy of the thing, doesn't it?”) is a) brilliant and b) such a great manifesto for how Ron’s outlook on the world — not humour as emotional avoidance, but humour that sits within all the grief and pain and suffering, and makes it that bit more bearable. So yeah Ron Weasley’s love for chuckles is Important and Overlooked and I will keep saying it til I am blue in the face

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I see no lies here!

Can I be real for a second

AM I WRONG

#Allbert #yesssss