edgarxbones

[edgarxbones]

     Edgar was enjoying a well deserved cup of coffee. The one downfall to his work was the awful hospital food and drinks, you would think they would keep better coffee on site, but no, not even nearby, so he often popped around Diagon Alley for some liquid energy. With a the very rare occurrence of having some time on his hands, Edgar allowed himself a moment to wander around. At the sound of happy shouts and giggles he immediately lifted his cup of coffee out of the way of the throng of children happily running about. He could not help but chime in at Narcissa’s declaration, ❝well I’m pretty sure loud and happy are the very top of the description of children, followed by running around wildly❞ he said with a smile, ❝come on Narcissa, don’t tell me you never wished to be that carefree...❞ Edgar asked no ill meaning behind.

It had been a pleasant enough morning for Narcissa. She had plans for lunch with a few members of the charity board for St. Mungo’s, a board she had been trying to get into for a few months. Her new last name should help ease her way in. But a nice lunch called for new robes. Luckily, she had not left that up to chance. After picking up her package at Madam Malkin’s, she decided to check and see if Flourish had the new book she had been looking for. She had only made it part way down the street before a gaggle of children cut in front of her, causing Narcissa to drop her bag. “People need to teach their children proper manners,” she said, spelling away the muck that had gotten on the bottom of the bag. “Unacceptable to run around Diagon like that.” @morsmordrestarters​

#int; narcissa

[edgarxbones]

    Edgar tried to hide a yawn but failed miserably, it’s not that he minded being up at this hour, he had always found the silver lining in having to leave the comfort of his bed, but he had had a restless sleep, there had been an alarming increase in dark magic related injuries, and it was making him restless. Still being up early meant he got to stop by his favorite coffee shop, sure there was a perfectly fine one near the hospital, but they didn’t carry the blend he liked —he had tried to leave pureblood high society behind, but it was the little things that seemed insignificant that reminded Edgar, maybe sometimes it’s really hard to escape something that was a part of you for years. And speak of the devil, Edgar recognized the person who had reached for his arm even before they had started to speak, 

      ❝Alecto, it’s been a while❞ he said with smile, he had lost touch with most of the people he had grew up with, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t take a chance to reconnect with them. ❝I-uhh, yeah sure...❞ Edgar shrugged taking the seat across from her, ❝but I’m afraid I won’t be able to stay long, I have a shift that starts soon❞ he said before taking the waiter for bringing his coffee, ❝last I heard you were out of town, when did you get back?❞ 

open starter for ;; anyone @mxrsmxrdrestarters​

— alecto had spent two weeks in egypt for work, and then another two in spain, the first for a mission for the dark lord, the second because she hadn’t really wanted to stay in england after her mission had been completed. she had, of course, returned home to report to gringotts before the mission, and then to the dark lord after, and then she’d spent a week sunning in barcelona and benidorm, and if she hadn’t been a death eater, she wouldn’t have been entirely opposed to simply remaining in spain. although if she were going anywhere that long again, she was taking winter and her brother with her. she had told work she’d be out another week to handle family stuff, but had mostly been at home or trying to help winter with setting up for her apothecary’s opening. now she was settled at a table in the cafe near her flat, coffee set in front of her as she people-watched while she waited. she looked up upon realising someone was passing her table, she reached out and grabbed their arm, “ come join me so it looks like i had real plans in case anyone i work with happens to pass by, ” she gestured to the seat across from her. “ i offer free food in return, ” she added, glancing at the pastries set on the table in front of her.

#int; alecto

[edgarxbones]

   Edgar had promised he would pick up a few tubs of ice cream on his way home from his shift, nothing compared to Fortescue’s so of course he didn’t mind standing the long queue, it gave him a chance to people watch for a bit. Maybe he would even bump into someone he had not seen in a while. What he did not expect was seeing Alice behind the counter, sure he had seen her there for a couple of summers, but now he just sort of expected her to be busy with auror training. ❝I- I wasn’t gonna say anythin’❞ Edgar said with a gleeful smile, ❝what about some light chucking?❞ he teased, ❝it’s just a delight to see that there are worse things to wear than my bright green uniform robes.❞

alice blew a stray piece of hair out of her face as she scooped ice cream into another tub and handed it to the customer with a smile. when her uncle had called her up asking for a favour, she should’ve had the foresight to cop on to the possibility it was going to be something to do with the shop. don’t get her wrong, the shop held great memories for her, and she’d drop anything to help any of her family, but she doesn’t quite remember the uniforms being this flamboyant when she worked here in the summers.

adjusting the waffle cone hat on her head and tucking the hair that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear, she looked up from the counter and straight into a familair face. “ NOT A WORD, ” she warned, holding the ice cream scoop ut in front of her. “ or i’ll show you what we learned in the ‘improvised weapon’ part of training. ”

@mxrsmxrdrestarters​

#int; alice

[edgarxbones]

i think that might be EDGAR BONES last time i saw HIM was in the HUFFLEPUFF common room. i heard HE works AS A HEALER now. the TWENTY-THREE year old PUREBLOOD apparently looks a lot like IAIN DE CAESTECKER though i have no idea who that is. some say HE can be KIND-HEARTED and LOYAL although, i have heard HE can also be PUGNACIOUS and RECKLESS i have no idea what side HE’S on, but if i had to guess, i would say THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX

basics           .

full name : edgar richard bones nicknames : ed, eddie, dick, whatever nickname his siblings gave him gender & pronouns : cis man & he/him date of birth & age : 16th of October, 1955 & 23 years old zodiac sign : libra orientation : demisexual marital status : married occupation : healer

ministry file           .

blood status : pureblood languages spoken : english, gaelic, german, conversational spanish, enough russian, some french alma  mater : hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, hufflepuff alumni academical  accomplishments : hufflepuff prefect since his 5th year, and keeper for the quidditch team since his 4th year. member of the dueling club, the chess club, and the astronomy club. slug club member.  n.e.w.t.’s : 

DADA - O

charms - O

transfiguration - E

potions - O

herbology - E

care of magical creatures - A

wand : ash & dragon heartstring core. unyielding. 11" amortentia : fresh flowers, lemon cookies, strong coffee, ink, rain, mint, wine boggart : it can take the form of any of his loved ones, what he fears the most is being unable to protect those he loves. patronus : a runespoor. edgar got worried the first time he was able to produce a corporeal patronus as it is a creature often related to dark wizards. but he has come to understand it’s about the complexity of a person, as it can be planner, dreamer, and critic, all at once. affiliations : the order of the phoenix known relations : 

parents: mr. & mrs. bones 

siblings: a sister (amelia) and a brother (tbd)

wife: (tbd)

appearance           .

faceclaim : iain de caestecker hair colour : light brown, kept cropped short for most of his life eye colour / shape : blue height : 5′9″ build : lean and fit; not as athletic as he used to be recognizable markings : a tattoo of the family crest on his shoulder blade (mostly to spite his mother), and the family motto across his forearm. 

key points           .

edgar was born and raised in pureblood society.

growing up he was spoiled and conceited, never wanting for anything but knowing he could get whatever he wanted.

he was brilliant but lazy, with more to offer on the quidditch pitch than in the classroom. always saw himself becoming an international quidditch player.

but with a curious mind and a caring heart, edgar always found himself being the unofficial healer to those who would rather not go to the infirmary, years of clandestine experience lead him to want to pursue a career in magical healing.

the hardest part of healer training was managing the attachment he instantly had towards his patients, but he did fine, caring is after all integral in his line of work, now with the training complete, he is officially working at st. mungo’s, and now seeks to specialize in pediatrics

he always had a laid-back and relaxed attitude, opting for more pacifist solutions, and will always try to de-escalate a situation if possible.

his soft nature is always confused for weakness, but edgar is a gifted wizard in combat magic -he would just rather not fight. but if the situation calls for it he is ruthless and will do anything to protect the ones he loves. as it is the true nature of a badger. 

as much as he would rather find a solution that doesn’t involve fighting in a war, he understands that it is necessary in order to create a better future. joining the order was an easy decision, and he fights when he’s called to do so, but he’s happier just being the healer on-call for any and all order needs. 

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