Her fingers were bleeding. They were also rough and calloused by the end of summer, and quite frankly Victoria hated it. She hated not only that her delicate hands were now distorted by the callus and the blood, but because it left a proof of how she had been forced to spend her summer. Her supposedly free time. Working, every day, from morning till night, at Madam Malkin’s. While the money wasn’t bad, it was enough to provide them what they needed, it also wasn’t enough to ever maintain the status the girl had once been used to. It just hurt to be reminded by her own hands every single day; to know that she long wasn’t where she wanted to be.
After her last shift for that summer, Vic strolled down Diagon Alley, band aids taped around her battered fingertips as he bright green orbs longingly looked over the many shining and overstuffed shop windows. She missed being able to point and get whatever she wanted. With a heavy sigh she eventually stopped in front of a shoe shop.


Summer was simultaneously Emma’s favourite and least favourite time of the year. When she could slip the leash her parents gave her, she loved it. The freedom to just blend into the crowds and pretend she didn’t have all her parents expectations resting heavily on her shoulders was something she craved. But when she couldn’t, when she was stuck at the Vanity Estate, forced to play the little lady she didn’t want to be, she hated it. Today was one such day where she’d managed to slip out. Diagon Alley had seemed like a good option. Maybe she’d get lunch or do some last minute school shopping. Emma hadn’t expected to run into anyone she knew, so seeing Victoria Zabini took her slightly by surprise. Her eyes darted briefly to the band aids on the other girls hands, and for a moment she wondered why she didn’t just heal them with magic however she didn’t say anything. The Zabini’s fall from grace was a topic Emma knew better than to bring up.


"Victoria," she greeted politely, moving to stand next to Victoria at the window as Emma’s eye caught a pair of green heels that she contemplated buying.

29 Aug 14 @ 2:35 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
chasingemmeline inquired:

All number that end in 6.

6: What are you looking forward to in the next week?

Going back to school. Away from my parents.

16: Think back five months ago, were you single?

Yes, and perfectly content to be that way.

26: Who did you last see in person?

Emmeline Vance.

46: What is on your wrists right now?

Bracelets I got for my birthday.

56: Do you own something from Hot Topic Twilfit and Tattings?

I get the majority of my clothes from there.

66: Were your last three kisses from the same person?


29 Aug 14 @ 2:23 pm  —  reblog
by Marianas Trench on Ever After
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You thought by now
You’d have it figured out
You can’t erase the way it pulls
When seasons change
It hurts sometimes
To find where you begin
But you are perfect porcelain

29 Aug 14 @ 2:17 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

Who was your first kiss?

I don’t remember. I think it was a guy from the year above me or something.


29 Aug 14 @ 2:13 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

What's the worst thing you've ever done?


Listening to my parents when they said I had to give up my captaincy. Possibly the worst decision of my life.

29 Aug 14 @ 2:10 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

What is the meaning of life?

Do I look like the type of person to sit around and contemplate the meaning of life to you?


29 Aug 14 @ 2:07 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

What is your favorite color?



29 Aug 14 @ 2:05 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

Hottest boy and girl from each house.

From a purely objective view that means nothing at all and I will deny this if asked:


  • me, obviously. Possibly Victoria Zabini.
  • Either Amycus Carrow or Evan Rosier. Maybe Rabastan.


  • Emmeline Vance
  • Gilderoy Lockhart


  • Sirius Black
  • Marlene McKinnon.


  • Dorcas Meadowes
  • Gideon Prewett.
29 Aug 14 @ 2:03 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

Cutest couple in the school?

Couples aren’t cute, they’re obnoxious


29 Aug 14 @ 1:44 pm  —  reblog
Anonymous inquired:

Do you like pudding? (FYI, if you say no I have a few friends who would probably flip out)

I suppose so, I mean who doesn’t like pudding?


29 Aug 14 @ 1:34 pm  —  reblog