@Cornelius // Astronomy tower

ariel-parsons:

Ariel could remember the bowtruckle chaos, specifically hovering infront of a window on her broom, laughing as over dramatic students ran towards their dorms. She laughed now, bracing a hand on the window ledge to keep her balance and nodded her head “Yeah.. I remember that! I spent two days sneaking around and throwing twigs everywhere to confuse the old git, it was a right laugh!” it had been a good week, one Ariel had actually considered writing home about, which was rare. Still, Cornelius’ pranks never failed to brighten things up a little around here, and she appreciated them probably more than she should, considering.

Cornelius laughed with her and tried his best not to lean back too far on the ledge. “That’s brilliant!!” He said, remarking her comment of teasing Filtch with the twigs. “I’m glad my pranks are remembered…” he said, his laughter calming down. He let out a heavy sigh and leaned back against the wall that bordered the window. He looked down at his hands as he tried to think of something to talk about next; but noticed a crumbled paper under Ariel’s hand, out of the corner of his eye. “Whatcha got there?” he asked, pointing to the hidden paper.

2 years ago  |  9 notes

cry } open

yourveryownsin:

Sin straitened up when she felt someone sit down beside her, “yeah fine,” she lied as she tried to wipe her tears away, but they were only replaced by new ones, “so what are you doing here?” Trying to avoid the questions that arise when you find someone weeping in the library, “I wouldn’t think the infamous Cornelius Brown would be in the library that often,” she hoped her lies would pass.

Cornelius could tell that she wasn’t “fine,” but asking her what was wrong didn’t seem like the right question at the time. Instead, the Hufflepuff decided just to smile at her. He moved from his crouched position to sitting on the floor, leaning back against the large wooden shelf. “I came looking for the Monster Book of Monsters. It’s my favorite book in this dusty place,” he replied. “What about you? This doesn’t seem like the right place to have a cry. They usually like you to be quiet in here,” he said with a playful wink.

2 years ago  |  4 notes

i’m really scared this rp is gonna die

theres like 3 to 5 active people

2 years ago  |  1 note

cry } open

yourveryownsin:

Sin was laying on the floor of the library, in a secluded corner so no one would see her cry. She had received a letter from her father, telling her about the birth of her new baby brother, who they had named Will. In his note her father pleaded her to come home, to meet Will, to make up with her mother, he promised that she was sober and that she was fine with magic. 

Sin sat up moved against the wall, she hated to cry and very few had actually seen her cry. Hugging her knees she burst into silent violent sobs, tears streaming down her face leaving a warm lines down her cheeks.

She had spoken to neither of her parent in six years, tried to avoid thinking of them too, her thought interrupted by a violent burst of sobs erupting from her chest. She prayed that her younger brother was a muggle, it was one small mercy if he could be. She wanted to meet him, but she was terrified of her family.

Sin took a shaky breath and rising to her feet hoping to calm herself, and failing miserably falling to her knees and bending over her head touching her knees making a small puddle of tears around her.

Cornelius was on a quest. A quest for a book. A book that was the best book of all time. The giddy Hufflepuff walked quickly down the isles, his finger trailing behind him and touching the spine of every book on the shelf. It was, in fact, the easiest way for him to find the book. After wandering through several isles of shelves, the boy finally came to a stop when his finger touched something furry. This was it. He pulled out the book. The Monster Book of Monsters. It squirmed in his hands, trying to bite off a finger or two.

As he began to stroke the book to calm it down, he heard faint sniffling. Cornelius peeked through the space on the shelf of where the Monster Book of Monsters used to sit. There was a girl in the corner, all curled up. Her brown hair was draped in front of her face, making her unidentifiable to the Hufflepuff.

Cornelius placed the book back on the shelf and walked over to the isle the crying girl was in. He walked up to her slowly, making sure not to startle her. Crouching down next to her, the Hufflepuff gently said “Are you alright?”

2 years ago  |  4 notes

@Cornelius // Astronomy tower

ariel-parsons:

cornelius-brown:

“Oh, sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you!” Cornelius apologized when he saw that she jumped by his hello. His heart had nearly skipped a beat when he thought she was about to fall.

From the struggle in Ariel’s voice and the way she just sat up in the Astronomy Tower with nothing but herself, Cornelius could tell maybe something was wrong. Although, instead of confronting her about it, like the Hufflepuff would normally do, he decided Ariel was a different case: one that needed to open up on its own, rather than be pried open.

“Hey, Ariel,” he replied to her calmly. “Hold that thought, I’ll be right up.” The Hufflepuff found the path up to the window and sat on the edge of the sill next to the girl. His legs hung inside, unlike Ariel’s. “I just came up here to think of more pranks,” he said with a short chuckle, as he held up his red note book. ”What about you? Couldn’t sleep?” 

Ariel laughed when he told her why he was up here - of course, why else? This is Cornelius after all, he was always thinking of more pranks. She sighed, stuffing the letter into her pocket and deciding she could worry over it later “Yeah I uh.. I mean I come up here most nights just to clear my head before sleep, but tonight I just didn’t even bother y’know? Got a lot on my mind right now..” she didn’t feel like going into it yet, if at all, but Ariel appreciated that Cornelius hadn’t asked about it yet, as she assumed he usually would. It wasn’t something she had even said out loud yet.

“Anyway uhh..” She coughed nervously, firing through topic ideas in her head, despratley scouring for something that wouldn’t be a dramatic change, wouldn’t be obvious so that she could get away with it, something that seemed like a natural conversation. “Speaking of pranks, what would you ay is the best one you’ve pulled so far this year?” that would do. Cornelius lvoed his pranks, and ariel was sure he’d talk about it for hours given half a chance. She needed something that would make her laugh anyway..

"Hmm…" Cornelius said as he took a minute to think. He tapped his forefinger lightly on his chin and gazed up at the ceiling. "A very tough question… since all my pranks are brilliant!" He said with a laugh. He looked over to Ariel with a large grin on his face. "I got it! When I released three bowtruckles in the castle. I labeled them 1, 2, and 4. Filtch spent a week looking for number 3!" Cornelius burst out laughing as he remembered the dirty old man wandering around with a net, searching every inch of the castle.

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i’ll reply to everyone later

i’ve been busy with camp all week sorry :(

2 years ago

@Cornelius // Astronomy tower

ariel-parsons:

Her mind had been elsewhere, and she hadn’t really heard anyone come upstairs so when the voice called out she jumped, hands bracing themselves on the ledge to stop herself from toppling over. She swivvelled her head around, fully prepared to give the asswipe a thurough talking too but that died down quickly when she realized it was just Cornelius, and he probably hadn’t meant to scare her, he wasn’t to know that she had been so wrapped un in just one sentance. She sniffed and quirked an eyebrow, moving to lean her feet against the window ledge to allow some light in and so she could talk to him easier “Hey Corn”

Ariel tugged a hand through her hair, holding the rolled up letter in her hand tightly, not seeming to care if she crumpled it. Her eyes flickered out to the open space outside and she debated throwing it out, but decided against that figuring someone was bound to find it and read it. Everyone around here was nosy and it grated on her nerves sometimes. “Sorry, I guess you wanted to be able to see.. ‘heh, what would you be doing out here so late at night, hmm?”

"Oh, sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you!" Cornelius apologized when he saw that she jumped by his hello. His heart had nearly skipped a beat when he thought she was about to fall.

From the struggle in Ariel’s voice and the way she just sat up in the Astronomy Tower with nothing but herself, Cornelius could tell maybe something was wrong. Although, instead of confronting her about it, like the Hufflepuff would normally do, he decided Ariel was a different case: one that needed to open up on its own, rather than be pried open.

"Hey, Ariel," he replied to her calmly. "Hold that thought, I’ll be right up." The Hufflepuff found the path up to the window and sat on the edge of the sill next to the girl. His legs hung inside, unlike Ariel’s. "I just came up here to think of more pranks," he said with a short chuckle, as he held up his red note book. "What about you? Couldn’t sleep?" 

2 years ago  |  9 notes

@Cornelius // Astronomy tower

ariel-parsons:

Ariel’s legs dangled out of the small single window in the astronomy tower, her body blocking out most of the moonlight being filtered through to the tower. She leaned precariously close to the edge, pointing her toes and swinging closer to the edge each time.

To most she probably looked like a bored individual, simply seeking a little bit of thrill from a late night sneak to the tower, but Ariel’s mind was whirring and in one hand she held the latest letter from her father.. He never faltered in writing to her every week, updating her on the majestical life he and his wife shared, rarely enquiring about her own issues or problems, or even expecting a reply from his only daughter. This letter, however, was different. It was hastily written with smudges and scratching, scrawly writting blurred by drops of water making it almost illegible, and it was only one sentance.

Your mother is dying of cancer.


She couldn’t for the life of her figure out how to process such news, and the gryffindor wasn’t well known for her ability to express or understand her emotions. It confused her, frankly, so she had come out here hoping the fresh air and the stars might relax her enough to allow her to think.

The school’s prankster had run out of tricks. The boy had been pranking nonstop since class was back in session for the first semester. The only place where he could really concentrate in the whole castle was the Astronomy Tower.

Cornelius walked up the stairs briskly, skipping every other step. In his hand he had his red notebook: Cornelius’s Great Book of Pranks. Very few eyes had seen it, even fewer got to read it. The Hufflepuff planned to hid it within the castle on his last day of school. That way, the pranking would forever continue in Hogwarts and Cornelius Colin Brown’s legacy would live on. 

Something was off when the boy reached the top of the steps. It took him a few minutes to realize what it was. It was dark. The Hufflepuff had checked the moon schedule before he left and was positive it was nearly a full moon. A waxing gibbous. However the tower was much too dark. Cornelius looked up to the small window where the moonlight should have been flooding in. To his surprise, a girl sat up on the sill. “Hello?” he called up. 

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