Charlotte, 

I found your stash of drugs. Did you honestly think this wouldn’t happen at some point? You thought you could deceive me, but you were very wrong. Though I have to admit, Charlotte, I was mildly impressed with your collection.

What made you think you could lie to my face for that long? There -will- be hell to pay when you get back; know that. You will no longer have a place in my home. You will no longer have access to my funds. You will no longer be able to take advantage of your brother and myself.

I will give you one week in my house before you will be finding a new place to live. Your brother is threatening to leave as well if you can’t stay, but anyone who supports what you do should automatically be kicked out of my house anyway.

What is wrong with you, Charlotte? You’re obviously weak, just like your mum. Suppose the apple doesn’t fall from the tree, hm? Maybe you should follow completely in her footsteps.

Sincerely,
Victor Varlow

If you close your eyes you see darkness. But if you keep them closed for long enough… you’ll see light.

Even though I’m alive..I feel dead.. 

emily-thelost:

Wanna come drink with me?

How many drinks does it take to get to the bottom of this bottle?  

alayla-clark:

charlee-gonecrazy:

This vodka seems to be eternally full. 

Which is honestly okay with me.

Smirnoff?

You bet it is. I have more if you want?

How many drinks does it take to get to the bottom of this bottle?  

This vodka seems to be eternally full. 

Which is honestly okay with me.

Sour Grapes || Chaddox 

blinded-by-bitches:

He grinned at her admitting he was right, “Of course I’m right.” He joked then leaned back into his bed, “You’ll soon find out that I’m not always right, but I’m pretty sure I’m pretty sure that I’m spot on about this one.” It was really hard to lose yourself by being in a relationship, unless if that person just completely flipped your personality, but you’d have to be pretty damn whipped in order for that to happen. 

He had no clue how to really respond to her story, so he just let his instincts guide him to comforting her. However, her leaning into his chest caught him completely off guard and stunned him for a moment, before a small smile overtook the expression and he wrapped his arms around her and just let her lay there. Even he felt comfort just by being close to her, something that would definitely take some getting used to. But Maddox didn’t see that being a problem any time soon. 

As soon as the smile reappeared on her face, he couldn’t stop himself and leaned down to kiss her. He found himself lost in her lips for who knows how long, and was slightly disappointed when they finally had to pull away for air, placing his forehead against hers. “That sounds like a plan, Kitty.” His lips curled once again at the nickname he had given her, even saying it made him grin. 

He laughed as she spoke again, glad that she still wanted to be with him if her statement was any indication, “Crazy isn’t necessarily a bad thing, especially when it comes to someone like you.” He tapped her nose with his finger right after speaking, “Sides, you’d have to be just as crazy to put up with a blind man like me.” He was happy, actually. Something that he didn’t think he would ever find with a girl. She had revealed a dark part of her past, and he felt honored that she trusted him with the info. It definitely gave him more insight to who she was, and he was thankful to know everything he could about the girl. “Thanks for trusting me. With, well, all that.” His voice had softened at that and he ran a hand up to her cheek and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Eyes to the ceiling, she grinned back at him. “Well, you’ve yet to be wrong so far, so I’m gonna assume you’re right ninety percent of the time.” Not only was he right, but he was extraordinary at convincing her that he was. “You’re very good with your words,” she assured him. “So, even if you aren’t right, I’ll somehow believe you are.”

She felt him hesitate ever so slightly when she leaned on him, but put it off to surprise for the action. It was noticing that one movement that brought her to the realization that she didn’t want him to be surprised when she did things like lean on his chest, or hold his hand. She wanted it to be natural and the ultimate comfort, like she did once have. It wasn’t until she met Maddox that she realized she wanted it back, and she wanted it with him.

Despite her current longing for a natural affection, his kiss caught her off guard. For a moment, Charlee didn’t move, but she soon relaxed into the kiss, losing herself in his lips until they were forced to pull apart. Foreheads touching, she glanced down at his smile and returned one, hoping he could at least sense it. “Hopefully it’s a good plan, yeah?” With a small chuckle, she pulled away from him and laced her fingers with his.

Shaking her head, she laughed at his statement. “I dunno; you seem pretty tolerable to me.” Something had lifted from her when she shared her story with him. With someone who actually cared about her and about what she’d been through. She knew he had to have plenty of sad stories attached to his past, and she did hope to hear them someday. Something about knowing peoples’ tragedies made Charlee feel like she knew them better, like she could see better into their minds. She felt even lighter when Maddox thanked her for confiding in him; it was something that meant a lot to her. She refused to tell anything about herself unless necessary or they cared to hear it, and this time, it was both. 

Standing from the bed, she tilted her head at him. “Care to go for a walk?” she asked. “I need fresh air and a cigarette.” The contradiction made her chuckle ever so slightly, and held out her hand to him. After a moment, she mentally slapped herself, remembering he couldn’t see it, and bent down to snatch up his hand. “Someday, I’m just gonna walk around with my eyes closed. I’ll hit significantly more walls than you do, but I’ll be able to see from your perspective.”

One-shot: PressGangFlashBang. 

//Warning, there is violence and sexual situations in the coming words. Don’t like it, don’t read it.//

Hackney Police Department.

Tuesday, 15 July, 2018

Witness: Varlow, Charlotte Rose

Involvement: Victim

Interviewing Officer: Hughes, W.

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I don’t know what to do // Victoire and Charlee 

i-am-victoire-weasley:

Victoire smiled and listened to the girl, she seemed quite knowledgeable for her age and Victoire found hat amazing, that’s what she liked about teaching, she could see the raw talent that comes to the school and watch it blossom and grow. Okay a it cliche but there we go.

Victoire gave a small laugh, “No, really I do see where your coming from. I chose to leave because I really do love Teddy, and if because he’s training to Auror it would mean I’d hardly be able to see him. That’s something I wouldn’t be able to stand with. He means the world to me and always has. That is the point I may be giving up something I love, but it’s for something I love more.” Victoire sighed, her and Teddy had never had such a big argument before and now she was worried maybe they weren’t… She ran a hand through her hair. “It’s not because your Selfish Charlee.” Victoire smiled. “I’ll actually be working in one of the bars in the evenings, I though it might be fun, I used to do it here when we had secret parties in the room of requirement. Everyone seemed to want to do tequila shots after I started.” Victoire winked and rolled her eyes. “Sorry you don’t want to hear about those past times… Umm but yeah I already have a shop thanks to my uncle George. He owns quite a few businesses, so he gave me a family discount, oh and I have to do his promotional photography for Weasley Wizard Wheezes, but it’s not like I’ve been doing that since I was eleven.” She smiled and moved out the way for a running first year.

Eyes locked on the floor, Charlee listened to Victoire’s reasoning, nodding along with the words. Charlee understood what Victoire was saying, in a way, but she’d always been the type of person that would throw someone away if they were to keep her from doing what she wanted. “I guess that’s what you get for falling in love, yeah?” she commented with a chuckle, mind immediately darting to thoughts of Maddox, and how she refused to put herself in such a position with him. 

“Ooh!” the Slytherin exclaimed, grinning. “You’ll make amazing tips, I’m sure. Pretty women get good tips.” Another laugh escaped not only at her words, but at Victoire’s Room of Requirement anecdote. “No, I love to hear about peoples’ experiences,” she smiled. “But that’s amazing that he’s doing that for you. There must be a few people out there that really love you, huh?” she asked. It seemed like a necessary question for Victoire to contemplate. She just seemed so off lately, and it was a curious thing to see. Charlee tried hard not to think about the fact that her brother was the only person in the world that loved her. And Victoire was just so sweet, and clearly she had people who would always love her, which she deserved. But Charlee sensed something when Vic talked about Teddy that just wasn’t the same. ‘They probably just got into it..should be okay,’ she told herself. 

Sour Grapes || Chaddox 

blinded-by-bitches:

If there was one thing that Maddox was good at, it was hiding his emotions. He had always learned to never betray how you felt through your facial expressions. His parents had drilled that into him before they died, and he always took that piece of advice to heart. But Charlee here, had almost made him break out into emotion several times. He wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or not, but it was just another thing piled on the list that made her special.

He couldn’t help the laugh that split his lips as she talked about them getting one of those dumb ‘couple names’. “I know what you mean, but that’s just when we tell them to shut the fuck up and ignore them.” He ran a hand through his hair, not sure of really where to go from here, “It’s not like us being together would take away who we are, it would just add on to it.” He ate another grap, damn things seemed to be calming his nerves. “Like, I would still be me, but there would be this girl that I care about a lot. Yeah, that’s different from who I normally am, but it’s not necessarily a bad thing, caring for people.” It could be dangerous though, especially in his line of work, but he was willing to accept that, he knew he could protect her. “Just like you’ll still be you, your identity won’t be someone that’s not you anymore, it will just be more developed.”

He fell silent as she spoke again. Something that she didn’t tell people? He wondered what it would be and almost wanted to voice his question, but he stopped. She would tell him, all he had to do was wait. As she began her story, Maddox never spoke, never interrupted once, he just listened. Her saying that she had felt this way before was a surprise to him, and one of the first emotions that flew across his face. But that didn’t last long, his thoughts soon wandered to what happened to the bloke. But that too was soon answered. 

As she got to the part with the thugs, his face darkened. He couldn’t stand those kinds of vile people, it was one of the many reasons that he wanted to become an Auror in the first place. He wouldn’t let those kinds of bastards walk free, no matter what the cost. His teeth ground together at hearing what they did to Charlee, and his fist clenched at hearing that they had killed her…Mason. He smelt the saltiness of the tears before they even dropped and his anger quickly receded back to his mind. He stood up and walked over to her and sat down, grabbing her hand in a comforting way. “I completely understand, Charlee.” His voice was low, “This is one of the reasons I want to be an Auror though. So I can protect those close to me, and make sure those kinds of bastards don’t run free in the world.” He turned his head to the side and sighed, “I get that you don’t want to have that risk of something happening to me, and I can’t say that nothing ever will happen, but I can promise you that I’ll always come back.” He smiled at her softly, “I can do the best to make sure everything is like the movies.” He paused for a moment, “Although you’ll probably have to tell me more about them. Ya know, cuz I’m blind.”

Charlee smiled and nodded at Maddox’s reasoning. He was right, of course, as he always was. Contemplating his words, she ate another grape, almost looking to stall for time while she thought of her response. “It all makes sense, what you’re saying. I’ve just seen it happen to too many people, you know?” She bit her lip lightly. “But now that you’re talking to me about it, somehow I get it.” Really, when she thought about it, she had always been too strong a personality to lose it just by being with someone else. With another nod, she agreed with a simple, “As usual, you’re right.”

She appreciated his lack of words throughout her story. Too many people would interject with random curses, or ‘seriously?’. Maddox just listened, only now he seemed to have trouble hiding his emotions. In all honesty, it comforted Charlee that a man who rarely showed much negative emotion at all was clenching his fists at the situation she was sharing with him. He really was one of the sweetest people she’d ever met.

When he moved toward her and took her hand, another choked sob escaped, simply due to the physical sensation of his care for her. Eyes closed, she leaned into his chest, listening to and feeling the vibrations of his voice through his bones, the thump of his heartbeat, the inhale and exhale of his lungs falling in perfect harmony with his rhythm. It soothed her, helping her to better understand what he was about to say. As he spoke and those low vibrations came through, she nodded against his chest, signaling her comprehension. Of course that’s one of the reasons he wanted to be an Auror, and she knew it was important to him.

Somehow, his words made her respect him even more. She was comforted with the fact that he understood her fear for him. The words ‘I’ll always come back’ released the last sob from her body, and she said simply, “I know.” A smile broke across her face with his closing words, her lips parting to speak. “That shouldn’t be too hard. We just need electricity and me to be drunk so I’ll tell you everything that you can’t see, without any hesitation.” Tilting her head up to look at him, she softly smiled again, resting her cheek on his shoulder. 

Just one more beat passed before Charlee came to her conclusion on their romantic situation. What it was, what she wanted, and what would be best all seemed to play well together. “You’re crazy for getting yourself into this with me,” she teasingly informed him, hoping that was a good enough confirmation that she wanted to be with him. Trying never hurt anyone, right?