Fairy Lights
First of all, happy fucking birthday Rebecca.
Second of all, I blame @thecursedvaultchild for dragging me into this ship.
Enjoy.
Rebecca put up the last fairy light around the statue and jumped down with a smile.
She had decorated the Courtyard with fairy lights. Where she got them doesn’t matter. All it matters was that her date is coming soon and she’s extremely nervous.
“You can do this, Lord,” she told herself as she tugged at her purple ao dai. It was beautiful, but was she enough for it? No, stop it. “It’s just a date. With Diego. Who you fancied for a while. No pressure.”
Rebecca took a deep breath and thought back to her conversation with Andre before she went on the date.
“You look nervous,” Andre said with a slight smile as he zipped up her dress. “A Knut for your thoughts?”
Rebecca pursed her lips. “I don’t know. What am I doing going on this date? This is Diego, one of the best duelers AND dancers in all of Hogwarts. He’s way out of my league.”
“Stop that,” he snipped, poking at her cheek, before going back to doing her hair. The length made it a bit harder to style it but he can deal with it. “You’re not so bad at dueling yourself. Have you seen what you did to Lockwood last week? That coward ran off with his tail between his legs.”
He saw her crack a smile at the memory and continued. “You’re talented at Charms, you’re a master at art and Arithmancy, you know your way around COMC, and you’re a great dancer as well. I should know this, I was your date for the Celestial Ball, after all. All those things make up for the areas you’re not so good at and it makes up who you are. You need to stop putting yourself down.”
“Harder than it looks, Dre,” Rebecca frowned at the mirror. “I don’t know… there are all sorts of what-ifs. Like—“
“What if this turns out like Charlie?” He asked. “It won’t be. It was a mutual break-up and both of you thought it’s better suited not to be in a relationship. Which is fine. But Caplan? He genuinely likes you. It’s not like, one of his flings or something, but he genuinely likes you. Lana thinks he does anyway.”
“Really?”
“Yup.” He finishes the last touches on her hair and pulled back. “You can do this, Bex, just be your true self. Don’t pretend to be someone you aren’t. Just be happy and believe in yourself.”
“Believe in yourself,” she repeated to herself. “Be your true self. Don’t pretend.”
She sat down at the fountain, facing the entrance of the courtyard and closed her eyes, feeling the wind blowing against her face. It was a beautiful night, a perfect one for a date, and the fact that they weren’t supposed to be out this late gives her a bit of giddiness that comes with breaking the rules.
Given, she’s a prefect, and she shouldn’t be condoning this, but still.
It’s… nice to be out. Forgetting her troubles for a moment, she lets herself smile.
“Your smile is like the sunshine, Sunshine.”
Rebecca couldn’t help but let out a slight laugh as she opened her eyes and looked up, seeing her date smiling down at her.
“That was absolutely horrible,” she said as Diego helped her up. “What do you think?” She asked a bit nervously.
“It’s beautiful,” he said, and he wasn’t looking at the fairy lights decorating the courtyard, no he was looking straight at her.
Rebecca felt her ears redden. “I meant the decorations, you doofus.”
“Who said it was about the decorations in the first place? They can never outshine you.” Diego laughed when she just buried her face in his shoulder in response. “You’re adorable when you blush.”
“And whose fault was it in the first place?” She asked, stepping back to pout at him, but it ruined the effect with the gigantic blush still on her face.
No matter how many times he flirted with her, she still blushes and it frustrates her to no end, because he should not still be having this effect on her after months of pinning and pinning, that’s so unfair.
“Mine of course,” Diego said with a grin as he tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “And proud of it.”
“Obviously, since you take great delight in making me blush,” she says, rolling her eyes as she poked at his cheek.
“What can I say?” He grinned as he gently took hold of her hand, catching her by surprise. Kissing every one of her fingers, he looked down at her with a smirk that always drives her mad without fail. “You look gorgeous in red.”
Rebecca’s face turned completely scarlet. “D-D-Diego!” She splutters.
“What? I’m just saying the truth.” Diego took hold of her chin and tilted it up. “Look, there’s the red now.”
“Oh my god,” Rebecca said. “You are impossible.”
“But you love me,” Diego pointed out, laughing when Rebecca didn’t even bother to deny that, since she was the one who confessed in the first place and asked him out on a date, before running off and dealing with Andre making fun of her the entire day.
Imagine her surprise when he corners her the next day and agrees.
“Shut up,” she says instead, swiping at his arm.
“Make me,” Diego shoots back with a smirk.
Rebecca reddened even more if that was possible, but grabbed his collar and tugged him down to her level, ignoring the yelp that escaped, and placed a kiss on the side of his mouth
“Hope that counts,” she tells him as she lets go, then runs off.
“You little minx!” Diego laughs as he goes after her. “Get back here!”
Seems like he was prepared this time, because he easily catches her and brings her out into a twirl, taking joy in her gasp of surprise, before pulling her to his chest. “Gotcha.”
Her face was burning at the proximity. “Ah, so I can’t really pull the same trick twice, huh.”
“Nope,” he said, popping the ‘p’. He tapped her nose. “How bold of you. Did you really try for a full-on mouth kiss? On the first date?” He teases.
“Still, pretty bold.” He runs a thumb over her scars, sending shivers down her spine and looks at her in the eyes with a soft look that made her heart flutter.
Rebecca feels her lips quirk into a smile. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No reason at all,” he said, curling a lock of her hair around his finger and tucking it behind her ear again. “I was just thinking… the atmosphere is rather romantic, don’t you think? How about we… I don’t know,” he leans down and purrs into her ear, “dance?” He pulls away, smirking at her red face. “If there’s music of course.”
She blinks, trying to regain her composure. “T-That’s what I was planning to do before you decided to make me breathless as always. And I know a way to fix the lack of music.”
Seconds later, music starts “mysteriously” playing in the background. Rebecca grinned up at him.
“A girl has to be prepared.”
“A beautiful girl,” he adds as he lets go. Before she can react, he sweeps into a bow and held out a hand. “May I have this dance?”
Rebecca laughed. “You didn’t have to ask in the first place.” And, with twinkling hazel eyes, she took his hand.
They fit like pieces in a puzzle and danced beautifully. Rebecca was extremely grateful her mother had taught her how to dance, or else she would have tripped over her feet and step on Diego’s foot and that will end up in a disaster. But for now, there was no misstep, or stepping on feet, and she couldn’t help but laugh every time she twirled and twirled, and before she knew it, he was bringing her out into a spin and sweeping her into a dip.
“Oh!” she gasped, finding herself face to face with him. “Hi there.”
His gaze was surprisingly soft as his hand spins into her hair. The smirk that appeared when they were dancing seems to fall away into a fond smile.
It left her speechless. To see that smile aimed at her.
“You missed earlier, y’know,” He said suddenly. “Allow me to fix it.”
Rebecca blinked. “Wha--?”
She was swiftly cut off when he brought her head up and pressed his lips against hers and making the butterflies in her stomach flutter furiously.
Warmth seems to spread through her entire body. Starting from her fingertips, all the way to the tips of her toes. She melted in his arms and went to kiss back, fluttering her eyes shut and tilting her head to give him better access.
It was her first kiss and…
Wow.
Wow.
Unlike the kisses he shared with Summer, it wasn’t hot, passionate, and fierce, it was gentle, sweet, as though she was fragile and he was afraid of hurting her.
(In many ways, that was so so true.)
Her hands slipped from his shoulders to his hair, threading long fingers through the brown locks. She felt him smile against her lips as he pulled her up to her feet, hands lowering to her hips to pull her closer.
Her heart threatened to burst out of her chest. And it was all over too soon.
They pulled away at the same time, panting for breath. He stared down at her as though she hung the stars and moon in the sky.
“Wow,” she said, and that was all she can manage.
Diego’s lips twitched into a smile. “Wow indeed.”
He went to pull her in for more, but then a small meow cut through the air, freezing them in their tracks.
“I guess we overstayed our welcome,” Rebecca said, her hushed voice filled with glee as she flicked her wand and turned the music off. Another wave took down the fairy lights. “Come on, let’s go before we get caught.”
“Definitely,” Diego grinned as he kissed her neck, making her squeak. “Don’t want to get detention, eh, Miss Prefect?”
Rebecca grabbed his collar and tugged him towards her, pressing a kiss on the side of his mouth and smirked when he freezes up.
“Oh look at that, I missed,” she said innocently, her eyes twinkling mischievously. “Race me to the Common Room and maybe I won’t miss.”
He smirked. “Oh, you’re on.”
And they raced out of the Courtyard just in time to miss Mrs. Norris passing by, giggling like the teenagers they are and not the battle-worn warriors that fought and fought against Vault after Vault.
They may have kissed more outside the Common Room.
They may have talked and talked until the wee hours of the morning, before cuddling on the couch.
They may have done both of those things, but all that mattered is that Penny’s squeal of delight after finding them asleep on the couch together woke them up.
Rebecca let out a groan as she buried her face in Diego’s chest and, if possible, snuggled closer to him. She felt him chuckle and reach up to play with her hair, coaxing her gently to go back to sleep.
Tuning out Penny’s excited chatter about whatever she’s rambling about, Rebecca slipped back to the arms of Morpheus.
She’ll deal with the rumors later.
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HPHM Character Profile
@changeling-fae and @sirfluffig thank you both for tagging me!!! ♥
General Information.
Name: Ana Mercedes Díaz.
Age: 16.
Gender: Female.
Nicknames: Anita (by her father), Little Butterfly (by her mother), Pip (,,, by Jacob??).
Date of Birth: March 21st.
Astrological/Zodiac Sign: Aries.
Ethnicity: White and Latino.
Nationality: Venezuelan.
Species: Human.
Blood Type: O-
Blood Status: Half-Blood.
Family:
Father - Luciano Enrique Díaz.
Half-Blood (mother muggle and father wizard)/ Born in Venezuela but moved to Glasgow when he was 11/ Attended Hogwarts and was chosen in Ravenclaw/ He works as a Metal-Charmer/ He absolutely loves his family and is proud of his children. However after Raquel died, he has being suffering a breakdown all days without miss but he understood that he had to be the best parent he could since he still had his little children to care of. But when Jacob disappeared, he lost it. There wasn’t a day he wouldn’t watch the window waiting for his eldest kid to return and even if he tried his best, the pain bested him. Now he is in a coma and Ana doesn’t know if he’ll wake up.
Mother - Raquel Ayton.
Muggle-born/ Born in Glasgow however her maternal grandparents were born in Chile/ She attended Hogwarts and was sorted into Hufflepuff/ He worked as an Arithmancer and also had the eye for Divination. That’s how she saw her death and the upsetting future that was awaiting her younger daughter. She was very close to Jacob and she was the one who taught him how to play the violin and showed Ana the world of creatures, the one which she loves. She died months before Jacob could start school because of a disease no one understood.
Brother - Jacob Iván Díaz.
Half-Blood/ He was born in the 4 of October 1968/ Was sorted into Ravenclaw just like his father and afterwards, like his little sister/ Jacob was very close to his mother, she was the one who taught him how to play the violin. When she died, he was broken but that made him want to protect Ana even more. That’s why he never told her about the Cursed Vaults. It was so she could gorw happily and far from the danger these would create. He loves Ana a lot and would do anything for her even if it meant lying to her.
Affiliation(s)/Organization(s):
Ravenclaw
Volunteer in the Magical Creatures Reserve
Occupation(s): Future Magizoologist.
Magical Characteristics.
Form of Boggart: Isolation.
Form of Patronus: Silver-Studded Blue Butterfly.
Form of Riddikulus: ? (she still can’t get over her fear).
What do they see in the Mirror of Erised?: Her whole family together, being happy.
Wand(s):
Length: 10 3/4″
Flexibility: Quite bendy flexibility
Wood: Larch Wood
Core: Unicorn hair
Description: It’s of a warm brown color with floral carving and some bronze details.
Animagus:
Ocelot.
Amortentia:
What she smells: Baked cookies, lavender and scented paint (She once saw how Badeea created it).
What she smells to others: Strawberries, the forest, hot chocolate.
Appearance.
Height: 5′2″
Weight: 108 lbs
Complexion (skin tone/conditions):
Tanned and freckled skin. It’s actually very soft? She doesn’t know how tbh.
Hair Color/Style:
Medium brown hair, kind of wavy but pulling more towards curly when it’s longer. She had it very short since she was very little but in the middle of her fifth year she decided to let it grow, making it more curly.
Eye Color:
Bluish-grey.
When she was younger it was brighter but as she grew it started getting duller.
Hogwarts Information.
Worst Class(es):
Potions; like oml she tries not to fail but wtf is being cautious and how much was it of salamander eyes???
Herbology; hey, she likes plants and she knows the ones that could be related with magical creatures but she doesn’t understand the that much. She needs to interact with others and even if plants interact with her in special ways, she isn’t that much interested.
DADA; okay she hates duelling and is bad at it no matter how much she practices since she isn’t the most agile person in there and she doesn’t react very quickly.
Flying; she sucks and can’t be balanced in her broom. There were many accidents that involved falling from terryfying heights so yeah, she tries not to fly in a broom.
Best Class(es):
COMC; she loves magical creatures, she does since she was a baby, surrounded by the ones in her house. She loves understanding them, caring for them and befriending them. She prides herself of defending their rights and helping them.
History of Magic; even if this is a class that many find absolutely boring, she finds it rather interesting. She really likes learning facts from the past since well, she loves hearing stories. Maybe she isn’t a big Binns fan, but she really likes his class.
Charms; I mean??? She loves learning magic and the way that Flitwick teaches is just so wonderful for Ana?? She is always excited to learn new movements, incantations, she is just like a little kid in a candy store.
Least Favorite Teacher(s):
Snape; she despises that man with her whole heart. She doesn’t see a good side in him and everytime that he is rude towards her she just wants to scream because why? Whu does he has to be such an asshole. If something in his personal life sucks he shouldn’t explode against the students, that’s literally so unprofessional of him. And finally, if he hates kids so much, then why the hell become a teacher?
Rakepick; ana never liked manipulative people since she is very amenable herself. And she knows how that woman uses her power in words to contol people around her. That’s why she never trusted her and never will.
Favorite Teacher(s):
Flitwick; again, ana loves his way of teaching and his cheerful personality. She admires him a lot and she feels so grateful that he is the head of her house. His advice is always so helpful and is always stuck in her head and she appreciates that.
Kettleburn; ana loves his personality and his love for creatures. She always has a good time at his classes and is never dissapointed. She likes his challenges and how passionate he is about his job.
McGonagall; ana respects the woman in a very high level. She admires her as a professor and as a person. The way she cares for the students and how much respect she radiates.
Quidditch:
Ana doesn’t like it at all.
She had way too many accidents with brooms and bludgers that the term Quidditch just send shivers down her spine.
However, she is always there to cheer Andre and Charlie. But she is always prepared for anything.
Favourite Spell(s):
Accio
Avifors
Ebublio
Protego
Trivia.
(random facts about them, future job, face claim, theme song, etc.):
She is scared of electric storms or even normal storms since there was an accident in her house years ago and she lost everything that belonged to her mother.
Her aunt Mercedes, sister of her mother, died when she was only 14 because of death eaters. That’s why Ana hates them. They took someone from her family and she could never meet her aunt.
She learnt how to cook when she was only 10 because her father wan’t always home to cook for her and neither Jacob.
She sleeps very little because of the nightmares and because of that, she spends her night watching the starts or petting her pets.
She doesn’t like sea food and actually can’t swim so she is kind of wary when she is near water,,, but not in the shower asdfgh
In the future she will be a Magizoologist.
Her theme song would be Happy by Marina.
I still don’t have a faceclaim for her !
Tagging: @heleneplays @jadeowl19 @cinnamonriko @helgship @scribbleries @whitecadiz @margaretthehuman @eluzivedreamer @nomnan
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About Gwyneth
I can’t figure out how to make pages on mobile (if you even can? I’ve tried desktop view but it won’t let me scroll down to pages…), so for now I’ll put Gwyn’s profile here… I tried to censor the faceclaim/voiceclaim names so this (hopefully!!) won’t show up in search where people want to find stuff about their faves, not my irrelevant OC… I’m really sorry if it showed up there anyway, or in any other non-hprp related searches 😯
Name: Gwyneth Skeffington.
Nicknames: Gwyn, Gwynnie, Skeffie, Badger… and some “inside joke” nicknames from her closest friends.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Age/Year: 18/7th Year in main verse.
Birthday: TBD.
Zodiac: TBD.
House: Hufflepuff.
Blood status: Pureblood.
Nationality: Welsh.
Boggart: Fire.
Patronus Black mare.
Wand Chestnut wood, unicorn hair core, 13", very flexible.
Faceclaim: $@r@h F!$her.
Voiceclaim: Du££¥ (speaking voice only, Gwyn is a fair bit less skilled at singing).
Appearance
Her most noticeable physical trait would have to be her long, strawberry blonde hair, which often gets commented on - her favourite would have to be a Honeydukes clerk’s exclamation, “My dear, you have hair the colour of warm ginger!” In previous years, Gwyn let her hair remain in it’s naturally wavy state all the time, though recently she’s begun to wear it straight.
Another thing people notice about Gwyn is that she’s quite tall - taller than the girls in her year, even taller than some of the boys- and thin, despite the incredible amounts of sweets she consumes.
Along with freckles scattered all over her face, Gwyn has seven little moles - above her left eyebrow, in the corner of her left eye, both cheeks, the lower part of her left cheek, and above the right side of her lip, and on the left side of her chin.
As for her sense of style - Gwyn, honestly, doesn’t have much interest in keeping up with trends, particularly expensive ones, though she does like fashion, to an extent. She most often goes for a cardigan-and-skirt (or dress) with tights, and owns mostly pastel-coloured clothing (particularly lavender, her favourite colour; or some shade of yellow, for house rep). As her family doesn’t have a lot of spending money, most of her clothes are either secondhand or homemade, something she used to get teased about in her first two years, and even beyond sometimes, though she doesn’t care any more… well, not as much. Gwyn likes to express her enthusiasm for the holidays through her style, whether she’ll go all-out in a red-and-pink heart-patterned ensemble for Valentine’s day, or simply adding a white bow headband with her uniform for Easter. Sometimes, she’ll make matching accessories for her pygmy puffs, Gar and Rae.
Skills & Interests
Best subjects: Care of Magical Creatures, Charms, Transfigurations.
Worst subjects: Divinations, astronomy, arithmancy.
Non-magical skills: Skilled at horseriding, dancing, gymnastics, running, climbing, swimming, and baking. She also enjoys drawing, singing, arts and crafts, and playing guitar.
Languages: Fluent English, fluent Welsh, intermediate Swedish, absolute beginner’s Japanese.
Quidditch: She’s decent enough at each position, though not good enough at any of them to earn a spot on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, though she’s an enthusiastic supporter. Fan of the Holyhead Harpies, the Welsh National Quidditch team, and the Nordic National Quidditch team.
Family
* Mother - Ruby Skeffington (nee Sundstrand), born in England to Swedish parents, Hogwarts alumni (Hufflepuff house). Soft-spoken and kind-hearted. Was painfully shy during her time at Hogwarts, but grew up to be much more confident.
* Father - Jaston Skeffington, born in Wales, Hogwarts alumni (Ravenclaw house). Values education, and is an avid Quidditch fan. Gwyn would say, “he knows everything about everything”.
* Siblings - Benyamin Skeffington, age 8. Much adored baby bro/best friend. Shares his father’s Quidditch obsession and his sister’s love of magical creatures.
Pets
* Midnight - a five-year-old red eyed white rat, purchased the month before Gwyn started her first year at Hogwarts.
* Gar - a three-year-old green pygmy puff given to her as a Christmas present from a friend on a Hogsmeade Weekend in her third year.
* Rae - a two-year-old blue pygmy puff given to her as a present from her grandmother the summer before she’d start her fourth year.
* Mr. Handsome - an owl given to her by the school as part of an Advanced Charms Club project. Gwyn taught him to become a post owl and the two became inseparable.
Misc
* Gwyneth is a vegetarian (her parents are not), and she has been since she started at Hogwarts.
* Every second Christmas day, the Skeffingtons go up to Sweden to visit her mother’s side of the family and return home on the 1st of January. The other Christmases are spent in Holyhead with her father’s side of the family, though they only stay for Christmas day.
* On Christmas break of her third year, Gwyn spent a few days in Japan with two Slytherin friends. That’s where she learnt the (very small amount of) Japanese she knows.
* She has seen two Muggle movies (The Wizard of Oz and Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) and played - well, watched a friend play - one Muggle game, Katamari Damacy. All during visits to Halfblood or Muggleborn friend’s houses. She has also seen a very confusing live performance of Grease, mistakenly called Oil, performed by her Muggle Studies professor and some house elves.
* Gwyn has multiple hiding spots around Hogwarts where she stashes sweets - or, if the hiding spot is big enough, a place to just hide from the world for a little while. None of these places include the room of requirement, however - which she is yet to discover.
* She writes with a rainbow quill most of the time. If in a class with a not-so-lenient professor, she’ll stick to a black quill (and her work will suffer slightly.)
* Owns several notebooks - yellow-and-black notebooks for classes, and purple ones for drawing, sending notes, and jotting down thoughts, ideas and reminders.
* Her best friend is a fellow 8th Year Hufflepuff named Bronwen McKinney. Bron’s parents own a bakery, and the McKinney family taught Gwyn all she knows about baking.
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