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How did it work? How did it work?! They’d been learning about scrying almost the entire lesson! Had Newt not been paying attention at all? Gideon let out a sigh and rubbed his temples softly. “I suppose I could remind you of the art.” He scooted in closer to the table and leaned towards the flame, he moved his hands on either side of them, almost clutching it in a cupped hand. The dancing flames reflected in his hands and his palms began to blacken from the soot that was being given off.  After a few moments, Gideon’s eyes went glazed and lose focus. Finally, he came to. “I see...something big coming...something not right.....”

In Your Future (Gideon & Newt)

Gideon could be so thoughtful. Had he not been looking out for Newt, and had he not caught the crystal ball, it would have shattered on the floor. And though he could have shared Gideon’s, he liked having his own. “Thanks, Gideon.” Newt said, smiling big. He tucked the ball into his robe pockets.

Scrying had to be Newt’s least favorite form of fortune telling. Like with most things, he preferred less fire. “No promises,” He said softly, watching with wide-eyed wonder as Gideon easily conjured up a flame and placed it in the center of their table. Newt scooted his chair in as best as he could, making a lot of unnecessary movement, then rest his elbows on the table. He reached a hand out, like he wanted to touch the flame. “How does this work?” Since he’d been sleeping, he’d missed the demonstration.

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Holy moly I’ve been gone forever! But I’m back now.

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The sound of a horrible scream hit his ears just before the wave of water splashed him in the face and made him sputter. Gideon wiped the bubble bath off of his face and turned to face his intruder with a snarl, face contorted with rage. First of all HOW DARE THEY?! He was Gideon Sinclair! He was the Head Boy! He was- Nash’s arm was thrown over his shoulder and he froze. Oh Gods above have mercy on him. What did he do to deserve this? “Do NOT call me Gids, Halcom.” He reached over and pinched Nash’s wrist, lifting it by the skin to remove it from his shoulder. Or, he was about to but- Suddenly Nash’s gross fist was digging into his head and messing with his hair.  His headache came rushing back full force. He knew getting out of Nash’s grip was almost impossible. Nash was a Quidditch player, built and powerful. Where as he, was bony and frail. He really only had one chance of getting out of the idiot’s grip. Gideon jammed a long bony finger into Nash’s ribs. “Release me Halcom...”

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The good news about being a Quidditch captain? Access to the prefects bathroom, the dopest bathroom at Hogwarts! Today’s practice had been long and grueling and made for a sweaty, disgusting teen boy. And that teen boy was about to get his scrub on.

A loud whooping preceded his entrance into the bath, followed by pounding footsteps as he ran for the bath. “CANNONBALL!!” He shouted, leaping into the air and pulling his legs inward. He crashed into the water, sending a massive wave of water over the walls, the edges of the bath, and the only other person who happened to be in there at the time.

Nash came up from under the water, shaking his head and further flinging droplets into Gideon’s face. When he noticed that Gideon was sitting in the bath as well he grinned. “Aw sup Gids? How’s it hangin my dude?” He lurched over, going to throw his sweaty arm around that crusty head boy and give him a good old-fashioned noogie.

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Just being next to Newt was throwing off his concentration. Newt’s astronomy chart had unfurled and covered up his crystal ball, his cards were everywhere, and his crystal ball had bumped into Gideon’s neatly stacked tarot cards, spilling them from their pile. His lips drew into a thin pursed line as he began to fix his stuff.  And then a word like nails on a chalkboard raked down his spine. Gids...there was that hellish nickname. How could this mouth breathing neanderthal speak to him so informally?! He reached out and caught Newt’s crystal ball before it could fall of the table and jammed it into his hands. “We’re practicing scrying. Telling fortunes from a the flames. So do try not to burn anything?” He cleared his own things from the table, and conjured a medium sized flame, placing in the center.

In Your Future (Gideon & Newt)

“Hello!” Newt, on the other hand, looked pleasantly pleased that he’d been paired up with Gideon. He didn’t even seem to notice how bitter Gideon looked. “Like, dude, y’know you can call me Newt, right?” Everyone else did. Newton just sounded far too formal for his liking. “We’re, like, totally buddies, Gids.” He reached across the table, lighting patting Gideon’s arm.

Turning from him, Newt looked at his things scattered haphazardly across the table.  Crystal ball off it’s stand, angry clouds rumbling within. Tarot cards falling out of their once neatly aligned deck. Astronomy chart completely unfurled. “So, like…” His brow crinkled, like he might be thinking too hard, “…what are we doing?”

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Life can be Beautiful (open)

Gideon was many things, but a people person was not particularly one of them. However, as Head Boy, he had to interact with countless people. Whether it was giving instructions or going over new protocol with the prefects, or assisting students, it was always something. He had given up most of his personal time for the job, and while that drove him crazy, the power and ego boost it gave him was worth all of it.  But most of all? The prefects bath. It was absolutely wonderful! The warm water and soothing bubbles always helped to alleviate his headaches. It was his own private oasis...mostly. Once or twice he’d had to share with other prefects, but they all stayed silent as he bathed, knowing his wrath would be extreme if they disturbed him. His wrath was usually the worst most boring patrols of the castle. Occasionally, a student or two tried to sneak in. Gideon had only caught someone once, and it resulted in 20 points from the house and a week of detention scrubbing bed pans.  But tonight, he got to enjoy his oasis. He let out a long sigh as the warm water spread relief through his frail and pained body. Lavender scented bubbles drifted around him, easing the pounding in his head and ache in his joints and muscles. The door opened and the sound of a student entering the bath pulled Gideon from dozing off. He refused to open his eyes and just let his head loll back onto the edge of the bath behind him. “You’d better be a prefect.....”

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No...no no no...nonononononononono!!!! There was no way this was happening! Gideon could feel his sanity slipping away from him! He stared in utter horror as Newt began to make his way over. He felt glued to his seat. He looked around for an escape, though he knew their wasn’t. He was in class, and it had been teacher’s orders He hoped someone would burst up and scream “HAHA! YOU SHOULD SEE THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE!” He wanted to wake up, covered in cold sweat. He wanted this to be a bad dream! But no..this was his reality. Of course she would pair Newt with him. Newt was a star student. Just as good as Gideon was. It was like this class came naturally to them, almost like breathing. Divination class used to be like a beautiful foggy dream, and now it was a horrible nightmare. He tried not to look too furious as Newt sat next to him. “Hello Newton.”

In Your Future (Gideon & Newt)

Hearing his name called, Newt lift his head from his hand, slowly blinking the sleep from his eyes. With his mind still foggy from both the wafting perfume and his afternoon nap, it took some time for him to comprehend that his teacher wanted to pair him and Gideon together. His eyes slowly scanned the room, looking over the heads of every student, until his eyes fell upon where Gideon sat.

 “…Duuuude!” It seemed like it finally clicked by the slow grin on his face, “Sweet!”

Newt gathered up his things, holding everything in his arms, and left his table to join Gideon’s. He sat heavily in an armchair, spreading his things out on the table, and grinned at Gideon. While his partner might not feel the same, Newt was excited to work with Gideon; he had some of the highest grades in the class and the teacher often praised his work. 

Of course, Newt was also a star pupil in the teacher’s eyes, but he wasn’t sure why. As much Newt loved Divination, he didn’t try as hard as Gideon did. In fact, he was often asleep through the class, though that wasn’t entirely his fault. Something about the stifling warmth and the heavy perfumes just made him want to close his eyes for a couple minutes…

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🎁 + a pink cat collar with a vinyl bow and pink bell.

Gideon glanced down at the horrendous pink collar that had appeared in his room. He moved his gaze over to Sophia who was snoozing on her pillow, long fluffy tail covering her adorable little nose. Her diamond collar twinkled softly in the fire light of the room. “This is terrible....She’ll love it.”

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Send me a 🎁 + an object for my muse’s reaction to being gifted that object.

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“Ripping into little nobodies just gives me a small bit of pleasure in my otherwise boring life.” He placed his hand back on the handle of his staff and headed out the door, moving slow enough for Aiden to keep up with him. “I have so few things left that do that. Ugh, I’m already becoming my father.” He shuddered at the thought. Suddenly he threw his arm out, stopping Aiden from leaving the shop. “Perhaps I will try things your way. And I’m not angsty, I’m bitter and anti-social. Now show me which candies are good. Then we can do things YOUR way and go to the Three Broomsticks.”

Step into my Candy Store || Gideon & Aiden

Aiden scoffs. “You say the little things get to me, yet you’re the one that talks about clothing?” He grabs his usual candies and heads to the counter, placing more than enough money to pay for it before heading back to Gideon. “Fine, you want to go to the place where no one is, let’s go to the place where no one is.” He chuckles softly to himself, putting his small candy haul in his pocket. “And you call me the angsty one?” 

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Gideon lowered his cane and shook his head. “You let little things get to you too easily Aiden. And of course it matters, you’re a pureblood. The way we look should convey that to the less savory. It should speak volumes. But mainly: I’m better than you, I have more than you, and don’t touch me you you greasy little nobody.” “Ugh, get those out of my face. But if I ever want to burn a hole through my tongue, remind me these things exist.” Aiden was right about one thing, recently he’d spent a great deal of time complaining without trying to fix the situation. “How about we go to the Hog’s Head? It maybe dusty and gross, but at least it’s quiet.”

Step into my Candy Store || Gideon & Aiden

Aiden glares at him when Gideon pokes his chest, growling “Don’t touch me. Besides, how I dress doesn’t matter. Sweaters are itchy and gross. And you look quite ugly in them, no matter what your mom tells you.” 

He picks up some acid pops and shoves them in Gideon’s face. “Come on, don’t you want to at least try some? I don’t see you suggesting for us to do anything else, even though you keep complaining about being here…” 

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“Ugh...don’t even joke about that kind of thing Aiden....I’d rather dress like you than wear anything as hideous as these sweaters, let alone anything with an ELF on it.” He made a face as if he’d just smelled something rather foul.”Besides, the Hogwarts sweaters barely border on passible. If only you’d let me help you with your clothes a bit.” He lifted his cane and tapped the cat shaped handle lightly against Aiden’s chest. “I mean seriously. Black hoodie? You’re a Blais not a bore....” Gideon wandered through the store, glancing about at the different colored candies. “This is absolutely horrifying. How can people find so many uses for sugar. It’s fine as is, going in coffee or tea. How do you handle eating this junk?” He picked up a box of chocolate frogs and made a noise of disgust. “Chocolate frogs...They still make these things? I thought the only people who bought these were people with no friends who dedicated their pathetic little lives to collecting the cards...”

Step into my Candy Store || Gideon & Aiden

Aiden smirked at Gideon, amused at the Head Boy’s frustration with going to Honeydukes. He complained anytime they went, well, anywhere, but at least if they went to Honeydukes he got some treats and it made the whole thing a little bit better. Aiden pulled at the bottom of his dark hoodie so that it would stay over the edge of his pants (he didn’t wear a t-shirt underneath the hoodie, so any chill that made it’s way past the thin fabric of the sweatshirt was directly making contact with his skin) as they made their way into Hogsmeade, the consistent tapping from Gideon’s cane so familiar to his ears that it no longer bothered him anymore. 

The people that Gideon commented on as soon as they stepped in the store, were, well… wearing ugly sweaters and old faded jeans. Did he miss something? Was this the latest fashion trend? If so, he was ready to jump off the bridge now. 

“Better get with this craze, Gideon,” Aiden muttered, smirking as he headed to get some chocolate frogs. “There are only going to be so may ugly sweaters that can be sold before they’re all out. I think you should get a nice one with a house elf on it…”

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Hey all! Looking to start some threads with some people. If you’re interested send me an ask or a message! I mun Gideon, Logan, Skadi, Sacha, and Bunny. So yeah, hit me up and we’ll plan something!

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Step into my Candy Store || Gideon & Aiden

The weather had been particularly kind to the students on their first Hogwarts trip of the year. The rain had given way to a beautiful, autumn blue sky, though it remained crisp and cool. Gideon had dressed himself in his usual attire of crisp, tight jeans, though the addition of a high collared wool coat, a fur trim brushing against his jaw. His walking stick made soft clacking noises on the cobblestone as he kept a slow pace next to Aiden.  “Ugh....why do you always have to go to that candy store when we come here? One of these days its going to rot your teeth.” Gideon crinkled his nose in disgust at the idea. Maybe it was because candy had always been a special occasion thing in his home. Or maybe he just found the stuff overly sweet. It made his teeth and tongue hurt. But Aiden loved them, and Aiden was his friend, so he put up with the sickly sweet smell of Honeyduke’s and went with him to the shop.  “Ugh...none of these people in here can dress themselves. They look like they got their clothes from a second hand grandma store.”

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Who are you always daydreaming about in Potions? And don't even try to deny it... Your potion almost exploded in your face the last time it happened

It’s not a who so much as a what. A world where students are silent and obedient and I don’t have to dirty my hands dealing with less than savory and pure people....

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Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character

They’ll have to:

Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.

Answer that question.

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“Well if you prefer German so much, perhaps Durmstrang is a better fit for you. Though it might cause bad relations between the schools if we gave them something so ordinary and whiny.” Gideon offered a cold smile and slammed his book shut. He stood and brushed off his robes, then bent to scoop up his school bag. “Everyone leaves me to my table because they respect or fear me. That or they have good enough breeding to know one shouldn’t sit unless an invitation has been extended. And believe me, I’m sorry your sad little family was in my house too. An unfortunate smear on the Slytherin name. Well, I’m done studying for now, so feel free to enjoy the table..alone..like you should be used to now. See, THAT was an invitation.” He gave her a curt nod and began to make his way towards the exit, robes swishing behind him.

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“Im not even sure what a Roberts is. Sounds like a sad little name thats been stained with mudblood somewhere down the line.” Gideon let a small smirk slide onto his face, flipping the page slowly. He’d heard rumor of some drama happening with some Ravenclaw girl. When he was a prefect he heard a lot of things, not as much as he heard now, but enough. He just didn’t care. He was sure it wasn’t interesting. Just dumb teen drama that they’d look back upon with embarrassment. His father always told him that Sinclairs didn’t concern themselves with problems of the peasantry. His mother had told him not to dirty his hands with “lesser” people’s drama. It was just something people like them didn’t do. “Seeing as you put your silly little qudditch plans, I’d say I’ve already won. And don’t be so presumptuous to write your notes in German. No one cares what you or your pathetic little team does. It’ll be Gryffindor vs Slytherin, just like it was last year.”

The Prince and the Pauper (Open RP)

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