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Andronicus Lovecraft [ Slytherin ]
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[mp] all the small things. [jacq]
« on: October 06, 2019, 03:42:41 AM »
february 2003

For two days now Andronicus had been enchanting little heart shaped notes to show up inside of all Jacqueline's text books. The spell itself had taken him weeks to master but he'd planned the whole thing out early that way when it came time for Valentine's he'd be ready. The little notes were heart shaped parchment cut outs in all of her favorite colors, not just the classic reds and pinks, and he thought that made it even better. The messages were fairly simple: "Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on Saturday. I'll be wearing a red Bow-Tie." but there was one caveat: he hadn't signed any of them. Rather than having his name on the notes Andy had left them all anonymous. It was partly because he thought the idea of a secret admirer was really cute but mostly because he was a little bit scared of telling her how he really felt.

Andy had started to figure out his feelings for his childhood best friend turned beautifully amazing witch some time last year. He'd managed earn back her friendship and ask her on a date to the ball at the end of term but it hadn't quite gone as he hoped. Andy knew what he wanted the night to be but it seemed Jacqueline had thought they were there more so as friends and thus he was still stuck in this awful limbo. About a month before Valentine's day he had resolved to finally tell her, with no uncertainties, about how he really felt and then came the plan. So far is it was working perfectly. For a moment he thought he was going to accidentally spoil it when a note came during a lunch when they were sitting next to one another but he'd managed to keep it together.

On the day he'd gotten up early, made sure his hair was perfectly formed, and headed down to the Hogsmeade path. Until today the teenage wizard hadn't known it was possible to feel so many different kinds of anxious. Hands shaking, heart pounding, he felt nervous and nauseous and excited. He tried to make sure he was there early enough that they wouldn't accidentally run into each other on the way. Dressed in finely pressed black slacks and a fancy button up gray shirt Andy made his way to the Broomsticks. He got a table, even though it was already starting to get busy, and began to fuss with putting on the bow tie. As he waited, committed to his mission, he checked his reflection in the pint glass of Butterbeer he'd already slammed and tried to keep his jittery bouncing legs calm.

He was going to tell her how he felt.

Today everything was going to change.
« Last Edit: December 03, 2019, 02:56:04 AM by Olivia »

Jacqueline MacClelland [ Ravenclaw ]
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Re: [mp] all the small things. [jacq]
« Reply #1 on: December 03, 2019, 08:40:41 PM »
If Jacqueline were being honest, she woke up that Saturday after Valentine’s Day feeling as nervous as though she were about to sit her O.W.L.s all over again.

Unsurprisingly, word that the Scottish witch had acquired a Secret Admirer had spread like wildfire among her girlfriends earlier in the week: when she’d opened her Charms textbook to reveal – to her great surprise – the first of several confetti cascades composed of colored paper hearts. Within seconds, a heated discussion (carried out in whispers, of course, to maintain the utmost secrecy) broke out as to the identity of this mysterious person. The notes had read: ‘Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on Saturday. I'll be wearing a red Bow-Tie.’. Naturally, the first thing that the Ravenclaw archetype attempted to do was determine whose handwriting it was – but it appeared to be a generic sort of script, and not one that she recognized.
Someone suggested Lionel (they had spent a good deal of time together over the years), but Jacqueline was quick to point out that charmed paper hearts couldn’t be further from his ‘style’; furthermore, they were “just friends” and fellow scholars, and she doubted he had any romantic interest in her. The discussion made her both uncomfortable and exhilarated, but before she could shut it down altogether, none other than Andy had been propositioned (they had spent “an awful lot of time together” over the past few months). Feeling the heat rise in her cheeks, Jacq started to insist that they, too, were “just friends” – but when she trailed off halfway through her own rebuttal, the delighted shrieks from her girlfriends told her all she needed to know. Embarrassed, she hid her face in her hands; but smiled secretly behind them. She sorely hoped it was Andy, though it positively terrified her to some small degree. He was her oldest friend, after all.

Completely contrary to her usual nature (i.e. ability to be almost completely impartial to emotion), she couldn’t bring herself to broach the subject with him – even during lunch one day, when one arrived while they were sitting right next to each other. It was something she hadn’t quite realized she’d wanted, at least consciously, until the past few weeks or so. If it wasn’t Andy, she wasn’t quite sure what she would do. And yet…
Would ‘just a friend’ go through the trouble of enchanting paper hearts (in her favorite colors, to boot!) hidden in her textbooks? Would ‘just a friend’ leave anonymous notes and dress up for such an occasion?

She needed a plan… yes, that was it. A good, solid, logically-founded plan. Most of her girlfriends were all too happy to contribute, and they’d stayed up late into the night discussing; but even long after they’d fallen asleep Jacqueline had lain awake, ruminating.

Before she knew it, the morning had dawned bright and cold. She’d insisted on going to Hogsmeade alone, and so with trembling fingers she dressed, pulled on her warmest coat, and made her way to the village.
Jacqueline hovered at the entrance to the pub, suddenly worried despite the fact that she’d formulated a detailed plan of approach.
‘What if it wasn’t Andy?’ she’d asked herself for the thousandth time. How would she handle the situation without hurting the poor lad’s feelings? Not that she fancied herself ‘popular’ by a long shot… but being the analytical witch she was, she had certainly entertained the possibility and considered a few sample scenarios. Regardless, she very much hoped she wouldn’t need to use any of them.
Opening the door, she childishly peeked around the corner before properly stepping into the pub, hoping to buy herself a few additional seconds to prepare. It was silly, she knew, and especially out-of-character for her… but she couldn’t help it. And before she was quite aware of what she was doing, she found herself looking for Andy (instead of the red bow-tie, her original planned target). When she found him she registered a funny sort of jolt in her stomach, like an electric shock, and felt her heart in her throat as her gaze traveled down a few inches to rest on his collar.

He was wearing a red bow-tie.

Her limbs moved of their own volition; she finally stepped out from around the corner as her hand went reflexively to her mouth, which split into a grin so broad it actually hurt her cheeks. A wave of what she could only describe as relief and pure joy washed over her; the giddy, lightheaded, tingly feeling took root again, and immediately she was transported back to last June when they’d danced together at the End-of-Term Ball. The spark had been there all along – she just hadn’t quite realized it. She felt as though her chest might burst.

Jacqueline stood for a moment, frozen, before finally finding her voice, though it emerged much more quietly than she’d expected.
“I’d verra much hoped to find it was ye wearing the bow-tie, Andy.”
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Andronicus Lovecraft [ Slytherin ]
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Re: [mp] all the small things. [jacq]
« Reply #2 on: December 04, 2019, 12:13:05 AM »
Acutely aware of his surroundings Andronicus felt a cold draft of air every time the door to the pub creaked open. He did everything in his power to fight the urge to lean back in his chair and scope out who was headed in. He had to play it at least a little bit cool, there would be plenty of time to make a fool out of himself once she got there. Sitting quietly he waited for what felt like a lot longer than it really was and as he sat his mind began to wander. First to what he might say, how he might express himself, but eventually his thoughts grew more desperate. As they often did when he began to over think things he started to wonder about the worst possible scenarios. Would it be worse if she didn't show up? Or if she showed up but wasn't impressed that he was her secret admirer. He started to second guess the entire plan, maybe she would feel obligated or under pressure, he would never want that.

His palms began to sweat as he went over all of the possibilities of how badly he could crash and burn this afternoon and the longer he waited the worse his nerves got. Normally cool and social the teenager felt a hot wave of anxiety when she finally arrived. He swallowed hard, pushing out a smile even though he was genuinely excited to see her. "Really?" He asked, way too eagerly, before faking a cough and trying again. "I mean, I'm glad." He swallowed again, desperately hoping his cheeks weren't as red as they felt. He stood up as she approached the table, pulling out her chair for her and mentally ticking that gesture off the checklist of "good date etiquette" he'd memorized out of one of Eleanora's witchy magazines. Next was offering her something to drink. He clung to the checklist now, using it like a crutch because for once in his life he had no idea what to say to Jacqueline, his oldest friend.

They'd known each other for so long it seemed they could talk about anything. He never held anything back from her before, until this, but the whole point of today was to let her know how he was really feeling. Of course that was turning out to be an easier task said than done. "Would you like a butterbeer? Or are you hungry? Or anything?" He fired off nervously as he sat back in his own seat and tried not to stare at her. Had she done her hair differently? Had he seen her in that skirt before? (He doubted it, he definitely would have remembered that skirt had he seen it before....) The teenage boy tried to quell the new burning sensation inside of him with the tail end of his now room temperature butterbeer as he waited for her to answer.
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Jacqueline MacClelland [ Ravenclaw ]
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Re: [mp] all the small things. [jacq]
« Reply #3 on: December 04, 2019, 06:15:28 AM »
Her smile widened – if that was even possible at this point – at the genuine excitement in his tone.
“Aye, really,” she reassured, her own voice stronger now. “I didnae ken quite what I’d do, else,” she confided conspiratorially, feeling so giddy with relief that she almost forgot to be nervous. How was that for mental? Not two minutes ago she’d nearly been quaking in her boots for nerves… now, she felt almost invincible.

“Thanks,” she murmured as she took the proffered chair, though she couldn’t shake the sensation that she (well, at least her head) was floating. She wasn’t particularly hungry, but a drink sounded great. “Butterbeer is perfect.”
Jacqueline smoothed her skirt absently; it was a bit shorter than she’d anticipated so she’d layered it with some thicker tights, but there was no help for it now. She was positively tickled by the clear effort Andy had made and felt compelled to say something, though she wasn’t quite sure what. The last thing she wanted was to seem ungrateful…

She glanced up in hopes of catching his eye; and when she found him already gazing at her, it felt as though her stomach had done a backflip. Emboldened, she continued.
This is perfect. Honest. How long have ye been planning it?”
Jacqueline hadn’t exactly intended to put him on the spot – but now that the first wave of emotion had abated somewhat, her curiosity had been piqued.
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Andronicus Lovecraft [ Slytherin ]
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Re: [mp] all the small things. [jacq]
« Reply #4 on: Yesterday at 12:20:41 AM »
Andronicus let out a relieved breath when she doubled down on the fact that she had been hoping it was him sending the notes. He believed it, he really wanted to believe it, and so with a wide smile, he did. He tried to calm his nerves as she sat there across from him. Though he didn't know it yet this was going to be one of those times he remembered for the rest of his life. One of those momentous moments that he'd cherish forever, that he'd look back on in the years to come and appreciate because of everything else that couldn't of happened if this hadn't occurred first. Smiling across the table at her Andronicus could barely believe this was finally happening. He'd been planning it out for so long now that it had almost become a dream he'd chickened out of. He nodded at her request for a Butterbeer and quickly obliged. Holding his own empty pint glass up he caught the waitress' eye and pointed toward it before motioning for two with his other hand. It wasn't the most gracious of movements, but chaotic and excited was kind of the high he was riding right now. Turning back to find Jacqueline's gaze again he prayed he wasn't blushing by the time she finished her question but he was fairly certain from the heat radiating off of them that he absolutely was.

"Oh not long," he started, waving a hand like it wasn't a big deal because he was still trying to play it cool. Not a second later he was internally scolding himself with an inner monologue along the lines of 'What are you doing? This is Jacqs! You friggin' knob.'. Meanwhile on the outside he ran a sweaty palm through his brown hair, pushing it back from his face, before correcting himself. "Well... that's not totally true." As he began he felt like a weight was starting to lift off his shoulders. After all the time and effort he'd put into this, going over the details, the spell, her possible reactions, so many times that it didn't even feel real anymore. He had placed such pressure on the whole event he'd nearly forgotten the best part: It had worked! He was telling his best friend how he felt and she was into it. It couldn't get any better, the young wizard was sure of that. "It took me nearly two months to figure out the spell for the little notes, trickier than I though it'd be." This part was true, Andronicus excelled at charms but even he had struggled with this one. "The hardest part was figuring out the timing. So that they wouldn't keep showing up while we were together." He grinned as he spoke, a little bit embarrassed. "I thought for sure you were going to figure it out the day it came at the table." Despite his nervousness and every other emotion swirling around inside of him Andy was also a little bit proud. He'd put his mind to doing something and he'd done it.

He didn't want to spill all of the details about the plan though, feeling like maybe it'd ruin the magic of it. Like how he'd borrowed his sisters magazines for tips or that he'd spent two Hogsmeade trips searching for the right colored parchment because regular colors weren't good enough (they had to be her favorites). He was willing to give her a few more details though, partly because the more they talked the more he began to calm down but mostly because the more they talked about this the longer he could put off the serious things he was nervous to tell her. "I had to practice writing with my left hand so you wouldn't realize it was my hand writing. Surprised you could read it, honestly." He chuckled. It was like it had always been between them, they could talk about anything and Andronicus never felt like she would judge him. If she could forgive the brat he'd been only a few years ago he knew she saw the real him. Jacqueline had always seen past his bullshit though, it was one of things that he was attracted to. She was a logical thinker who could figure her way out of just about any problem if needed. She was a loyal and dedicated friend, a hell of a study buddy (when he wasn't too distracted by how soft her skin looked), and so much funnier than she probably thought she was. Andy had always been drawn to her, even as children, she just had that kind of energy he couldn't resist.

When the butterbeers were dropped off at the table Andy took a quick sip, his throat unusually dry all of a sudden, and then kept his hands wrapped around the cool glass to keep them from fidgeting. "So do you like my tie?" He asked with a bold smile, sitting up a little, he thought it was funny at first but now he was considering adding a few to his wardrobe. Of course if she didn't like it he'd get rid of it. He wasn't committed to it or anything. "You look really pretty by the way." He gushed, honestly, and not even because that was tip #2 in the witch weekly article he had committed to memory.

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