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Ilaria sighed as she watched Alexandra. It was obvious it wouldn’t work. The only way to work with people, especially dumb, foolish people, like these obviously were was to tell them what to do. Forcefully.

She gave Alexandra a bit of an annoyed look, turned and marched into the center of the argument. She’d mastered wordless magic her fifth year in its entirety so she pulled her wand out, gave a flick of her wrist, and rendered them all silent. “Much better,” she said, putting away her wand. She gave a glance towards Alexandra. The spell had been aimed towards them not her, but sometimes it was a bit finicky. “You all need to calm down, and if you don’t, I have full authority from the Head Girl to administer punishment, so do as you’re told.” That was a lie of course, but they didn’t know that, “Sit down and listen.”

She sighed. “I know you,” she turned towards the Slytherins, “Think Ravenclaw cheats. And while I know that’s not true, I am undoubtably biased and so I will understand if you do not trust me. However, do you all really think that this is the best time to be discussing this?” She sighed once more. People were exhausting. “You’re what? 5th years?” There was an assortment of shaking heads, “6th years then?” Nods. “You’re meant to be an example for the other, younger students, who are panicked and scared, and here you are arguing about something that, while important, can be done another time. You should all be disappointed in yourselves.”

Alexandra opened her mouth to try to praise her on her idea, but the initial impact wore away once she realized she silenced her too.  Maybe it was an accident, however, Alexandra was cynical and it wasn’t something she found likely.  She rested her head on her hand, wondering if she would undo the silencing charm on her.

She had several classes in the past with Ilaria, and she never liked her that much.  She seemed just as cold and distant as her, however her distance from people seemed like her actual personality, not a defense mechanism for trying to fit in like Xan used it for.  

She gave sympathetic looks to the youngsters as she leaned on her hand, huffing.  Alexandra felt powerless, even if she did start an unnecessary yelling match, she could have handled it.  It was a complete undermining of her leadership over the sixth years.  

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#shit! sorry it took me so long to get to this #ive been slammed #reply; the alexithymic #reply

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10. What do you feel is your biggest personality flaw?

well... I tend to put a shield around my self

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17. Do you have a martyr complex?

I don’t think so?

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#about xan

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Losing a pet is like having a part of your heart cut out

#musings #about xan

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#its cannon she has insomina #so i like this post #inspiration

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xan looked at her with steely eyes, “well since you asked miss sass-a-frassy, already have.”  she was the full on slytherin, a cold shell of a girl devoid of all expression.  “this summer... most recently last week?  recurring summer fling I guess.” 

she wondered what helen’s problem was, however two could play at that.  xan was always good at building walls within seconds and that was exactly what she was doing.

#toms not going away #ever #they are summer friends with benz #they fucked #its cannon #reply; the nepenthe #reply #event #truth or dare

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“well...” xan leaned across the table, tucking her hair behind her ears with both hands.  eyes were on her now, and that made her slightly self conscious, however, if she refused to give a good answer, she would get even more attention.  

“remember when i came back with my hair short sixth year?”  she paused, seeing a few people nod.  “lets just say i had an experience that made me need a change...” she wagged her brows suggestively.  “my muggle neighbor, june 2nd, in a hammock.” she leaned back again, tipping her chair back slightly before doing a big in-your-face, hand-booming gesture. 

#reply #reply; the nepenthe #truth or dare #event #guess who the fc of the neighbor is #tom holland #lol #triggerrrrreddddddddddddd

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tag yourself 

#harry #xan is harry #about xan

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[video credit: Riot The Red Fox | favourablefox.tumblr.com]

#inspiration

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u think ur on a first name basis with mr. krabs

#oneirataxiac x furtive x sabaist #friendships; the oneirataxiac #friendships; the sabaist #friendships

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 “Sure Jan,” Xan said sweetly, taking a drink of hot coffee out of her thermos from home.  Honestly, Xan didn’t even know why she was playing this game with everybody.  She was the girl who couldn’t stand being noticed, let alone socializing with people other than Helen.  

“But you didn’t answer the question... have you ever been laid?”  Xan kept her face flat and devoid of most emotion.  Her goal was to make Helen flustered, and acting nonchalant about was one of Xan’s strategies.

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she blushes again, somehow turning even redder, as if that’s possible. “n-no- of course not-” she stammers. this is not how she envisioned her last train to hogwarts. this was awkward and a little more than slightly uncomfortable.

a deep breath in and out, defiant eyes finally looking back into xan’s almost accusing stare. “i never said i didn’t know how, maybe i’m just not comfortable doing- that in front of everyone.”

#reply; the nepenthe #reply #but xan isn't a virgin #there was a muggle boy summer before he sixth year #she is a master pro(tm) #jk #she isn't she just likes to pretend she is cool

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I wanna be in love but also yikes

#musings

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Xan snorts, shaking her head.  “I have a truth for you...” She leaned across the table of seventh years to look her pink faced friend directly in the eyes.  “Are you a virgin?”  Xan didn’t mean it to be mean, however it came out that way.  “Who doesn’t know how to fake an orgasm?”

dare 25? i like the number 25, nice and square.

25. fake an orgasm

“um.”

she’s not sure how a person would even do that. she’s not sure she’s ever had one. what do they look like? she has an idea that they’re loud and full of weird facial expressions, but she knows that if she just makes a bunch of faces and noises, everyone will know she doesn’t know what an orgasm is supposed to look like.

everyone is staring at her now, her hesitation noticeable at this point. she stares straight ahead, refusing to look at xan anyone, cheeks growing hotter by the second. after a minute of silence, she gives up, frantically catching athena’s eye and shaking her head slightly.

#reply; the nepenthe #event #truth or dare #reply

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alexandra noon parker >> [the furtive]

|| } “i don’t like being seen”

#aesthetic #moodboard #inspiration #this is so half assed #damn #the furtive

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How good are you at reading people?

i’m illiterate 

truth, dare, questions

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Do you have any irrational fears?

i’m afraid of tilting my head back too far because someone could come up behind me and slit my throat....

truth, dare, questions