Travert Residence

Travert Residence
london

A typical London home, the Traverts residence in this brick-faced house that's wedged closely beside their neighbors. It's surprisingly spacious on the inside compared to its appearance on the exterior, formerly housing all members of the family of six. Now only Mr. Travert and his youngest son, Ant, remain.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

Her parents had left to spend the rest of July in Israel, trusting her with the house. Unfortunately, her parents had ensured the whole house was underneath surveillance, so she had started to become bored on her own. Her boyfriend seemed to notice, inviting her out to a party at the Traverts' place when he would usually just attend those sorts of functions on his own. Initially hesitant, she was convinced she was allowed to go out sometimes, lying and telling her parents she was spending the night at a friend's house. Unsurprisingly, they believed her, so she met Rhys on the corner down the street and he apparated them to the Traverts' front steps. And then the night began. Eventually, she would be found perched on top of her boyfriend's lap with a barely sipped beer in her hand, chatting with a couple of older students she doesn't really recognize and holding out hope that Ant will come around sooner rather than later.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant had gotten to drinking early because he didn't want to be the last sober one standing since that's never fun. It's been quite a while since the party started and he can't help but feel he's forgetting something, then when his eyes land on Mitzi from across the room he remembers he had promised her the two would hand out. Clumsily, he excuses himself from the girl he's currently talking to and makes his way over to that part of the room, but not before one of his brother's friends stops him to pour the remaining contents of a bottle of firewhiskey down Ant's throat. When it's done, Ant can feel his throat burning as he gets more and more wasted, but everyone's cheering so it shouldn't be that bad. Right? "Mitzi!" he calls out, stumbling on his way to the couch. "You made it!" There's a big grin on his face and he reeks of alcohol.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

At the hollering on the other side of the room, her eyes flicker over and immediately find her friend. When he hollers at her, Marisha instinctively recoils further into Rhys, tapping his chest with the arm draped across his shoulders to get his attention away from his current conversation. "Hey! We did," she smiles albeit a bit hesitantly, glancing down at the beer in her hands and wincing as she puts down a swig of it. It tastes horrible, but she doesn't want to be a brat and ask for something fruitier. "We've been here for...a while," she adds with a small giggle, which elicits a small hushed comment from Rhys into her ear. She turns towards him, whispering to each other for a moment before she stands. "How are you feeling?" Her eyes search his, squinting slightly although she tries to seem chipper as both hands circle the beer and hold it close to her chest.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

He waves at Rhys and smiles a bit at him though it's nice to see that he and Mitzi seem to be enjoying, especially when Rhys was the one who asked Max to tell Ant to get Mitzi to come. "Like a million galleons." he says confidently, running a hand through his already messy hair. "Shit, I'm so sorry it took me a while to get to you but I was a bit distracted with..." He gestures towards the girl he left by the beer pong table, and snaps his fingers together in an effort to remember her name. "Her." He finally settles on. "You don't mind, right? I can see you're having fun with Rhys anyway."

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

When he starts snapping his fingers, she winces and laughs nervously, taking a short glance at the other girl and immediately feeling sorry for her. "Her name isn't *Her*, right?" Mitzi says, admittedly a bit snide although she hadn't intended for it to be when she opened her lips. To distract from how bothered she is, she sips at the beer and turns around to watch anything but him. "I don't mind! I really don't. I think it's fantastic that you have someone you're interested in, but-" It isn't her battle, she decides, shrugging. Hopefully she doesn't forget about this, but at the same time, she would rather not hold onto this memory of him.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

"I'll ask her again when I get back to her." He waves his hand dismissively like it's no big deal. It's fine, really, he doubts she'd know his name either if it weren't for the fact that his brother is the one throwing the party. Someone passing by hands Ant a bottle of butterbeer and he leans against the wall as he takes another sip. "This is fun, right?" he asks her. If you asked him a year ago, tonight would be nowhere near Ant's definition of fun, but people grow up and things change, he supposes. "I told you you'd enjoy! What did you end up telling your parents?"

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

A couple swipe by them on their way upstairs, pushing her out of them so she's flush against the wall too. She resists the instinct to wince as she notices Rhys is watching them from his spot on the couch. Mitzi smiles to show she's fine before she faces Ant again, having a few short ships of beer before responding. "I wouldn't say that," she answers quietly before remembering all of the chatter around them and repeating it a bit louder. "It isn't horrible! I- I suppose it's fine. It's nice getting out." Mitzi grins and pushes her hair behind one of her ears. What is there to love about this? The headache coming on? The guilt rising in her chest? The taste of alcoholic butterbeer? "I told them I'm spending the night at a friend's house. I *am* staying at a friend's house though technically, so it isn't a horrible lie, right?" When she had tried to rationalize that with Rhys, he got upset and told her not to call him that, but she thinks he's being too sensitive. They're friends too.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

"Oh, you're staying with Rhys tonight?" he asks, feeling a bit protective. Ant doesn't think he likes Mitzi in that way, so he *knows* it's not jealousy. However, he also *knows* Rhys and he knows what boys are like and he knows that Mitzi tends to go into situations not without assuming people's worst intentions. "You can always crash here, too." he offers, "But I guess you and Rhys are excited to spend the night together, yeah?"

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

"I think so! He lives close by and said he shouldn't really apparate out to my house intoxicated, which I think is fair." It doesn't occur to her that he would have any other intentions because she has faith in him. "Apparently your brother offered for us to just stay here too- something about staying in one of your other brother's rooms, but he thought that was... I can't remember what he said. I can mention it again. I don't think he would be too bothered." Once she starts talking, not only does she get the sense that she can't stop, but she also starts to see the reason for them staying here too.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

"Yeah, Rhys is a good guy." he says, though Ant has had conversations with him which prove the contrary, but it's *their* relationship and he really shouldn't over-involve himself. Especially if Mitzi mentions him when bringing up the issue later, then Max will start getting on his case again about being into her and Rhys will accuse him of cockblocking. If he were sober, he'd drop it, but... "Didn't realize you guys were that serious, though." he adds, because he distinctly remembers in their last conversation that Mitzi didn't seem too keen on the idea of boyfriend-girlfriend.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

Immediately she frowns and lifts her eyebrows. For a moment, she resembles a hurt puppy. "What do you mean? It's been seven months." To her, she was doing just what any other teenager would do after dating someone for seven months. Rhys has always been excellent at guiding her through it even though she supposes he has no more experience than she does. He's rather patient with her too. "I don't think- I thought this was okay?" Her voice is frail, eyes glancing over his figure before shooting a cautious stare towards Rhys. Why is she so worried about what Ant thinks? He can't remember the name of a girl he's mashing teeth with. He shouldn't have a voice.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

"It *is* okay." he says dismissively. If he were more sober, he'd notice the way she looks almost hurt by his comments but he's busy taking another drink out of his bottle that he doesn't even see the expression on her face. "I didn't realize it's been seven months already." he says, vividly remembering the messages Rhys used to send him about Mitzi. Until now, he feels bothered. "You must really like him then, huh? Good for you guys."

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

When he goes for his beer again, she does the same and winces slightly before catching a glimpse of Rhys standing in the corner of her eye. Her head is starting to ache, but she isn't sure if that's from the beer or the music or the chatter or all of it combined. "Thanks. We're really happy!" she says with a forced smile and nod. Mitzi is happy with Rhys for the time being, so it isn't a lie, but she isn't one to brag about what she has. "He's so patient and considerate. I don't really know what I-" She erupts into laughter as he appears behind her and whispers into her ear, handing her a fruit seltzer before standing up right and nodding at Ant. His eyes seem to challenge the other boy, but she doesn't notice. "I know someone will come for you." *Hopefully you will know their name.*

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

"I'm not too pressed about it." Ant says, laughing as Rhys comes up to the pair. He sort of gets the message that he should probably stop hogging another guy's girl at a party, so he takes another sip and makes a move to wrap up the conversation after a quick nod at Rhys. "Hey, looks like I've kept you away from your man too long." Ant says, "You should probably get back to him."

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

"Oh, he's fi-!" Said *man* waves a dismissive hand just as she twirls to face him. "Wait," she tells him over her shoulder. It's hardly a command, slipping through her lips and coming out as more of a plea before she focuses on what Rhys wants. Mitzi rocks onto her tiptoes just as he grabs her waist. The two chatter for a moment before she turns towards Ant again with an apologetic yet dazed smile adorning her face. "I- Hey!" She laughs, trying to collect her thoughts as a mild headache rages through her mind. Rhys' hands snake around her, pulling her flush against him and whispering something to her again. "Do you think you could do us a favor?"

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant feels uncomfortable watching the displays of affection the two are engaging in, and he's not sure that's because he isn't one hundred percent sold on the idea of Rhys and Mitzi being together, or if it's just because he can't imagine wanting to engage in that much physical contact with another human being. "Whatever you need, I'm your guy." he says coolly, not a trace of discomfort on his face.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

Marisha admittedly isn't necessarily enthused by closeness either, but she's long since accepted that physical closeness matters to Rhys and she's willing to let accept that. Although Ant's face doesn't show discomfort, a small flicker of it does fall onto her face when he squeezes her a bit closer before her expression melts. It isn't terrible. It's simply...weird. It's weird being held affectionately. "Oh, I- Um." Suddenly, a very familiar shyness falls over her and she smiles a bit sheepishly as she raises her shoulders to her ears and laughs. It's a gentle, light laugh that somehow just *sounds* intoxicated, but she isn't wasted. *"Mate, she has to have someone watch her phone in case her parents ring,"* Rhys chimes in, assuming in a rather brute manner that she wouldn't come to the topic on her own. He's the one who suggested it in the first place anyways. *"We want to have a serious conversation outside. Her parents shouldn't interrupt that."* Mitzi has never been an excellent liar unless it's been to spare someone's feelings about a haircut, so she appears a bit puzzled as her boyfriend uses *that* of all excuses assuming that perhaps that's what he truly intends on doing.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant *knows* that isn't what they're going to do; surely, Mitzi can keep her phone if all they're doing is talking. He almost rolls his eyes at the excuse but appreciates that Rhys is being classy and discreet about it. He'd much rather be mildly peeved at his flimsy lie than disgusted at him being shameless about going off to fool around with one of his friends. Ant makes himself grin and holds out his hand. "Hey, I got you guys." he says, "You won't have to worry about a thing. Go crazy."

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

Mitzi smiles politely, reaching into her dress pocket to grab her phone. It doesn't have a password on it because her parents don't want her to have one, so she passes it over without toying with it. "Their contacts are under Abba and Eema. I don't have a password or anything," she tells him, whispering slightly when she comes to the last part. It's a slight security risk. "I think they will probably c-" She stops the moment Rhys pulls away and reaches to tug at her arm. He mutters something, but she ignores it. "I think they will probably call me. I don't know. I guess I shouldn't have you text them. We text in Heb-" She's visibly rather nervous and her boyfriend tugging at her arm only aids in making it worse. "We text in Hebrew, so I don't know what you should do in that case..." Another impatient plea from Rhys and she puts her phone in Ant's hand. "Thank you. Thank you!" she tells him as she finally starts following her boyfriend towards and through the kitchen to get to the stairs.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant sits by himself on the staircase, hair disheveled and the top button of his shirt undone. He's just finished going up to his room with Lucy (at least he's finally learned her name), and normally he's a lot more relaxed after making out with a pretty girl but the moment he checked Mitzi's phone after, there had to be dozens of texts in both Hebrew *and* English and he doesn't know what to do about *any* of them. Maybe he can just delete them then Mitzi can pretend that she didn't see anything? Magic interferes with technology after all. He hasn't opened any of them for fear of read receipts, and he takes a couple deep breaths to keep himself from freaking out. The amount of alcohol in his system sedates him a little; he's sure if he were sober, he would have interrupted Mitzi and Rhys by now.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

Mitzi closes the door to what she has now learned is Martin's old room, laughing as she approaches the top of the stairs with Rhys clutching her waist and walking extremely close behind her. If the laughter doesn't announce their exit into the common area, her scream does as he lifts her and carries her down the stairs on his back, tapping Ant with his foot once the pair reach him. It's a good thing she's being carried because that beer and seltzer have started hitting and stairs seem a bit scary at the moment. "Hey!" she calls down to her friend. It's weird being taller than him, eliciting a giggle. In general, she seems happier than usual and unusually carefree, but her brain is a bit fuzzy and maybe that's why. "How are you?" Pause. "Oh, not good," she tells him, frowning at the proper sight of him.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant runs a hand through his hair and looks up at Mitzi before standing, the worried expression on his face obvious no matter how much he tries to downplay it. "Your parents texted." he says, trying to make it not sound like as much of a big deal as it is. "I was a bit... preoccupied, so I didn't notice, but it's no big deal right?" Ant pulls up his collar to hide the slowly forming hickey on his neck even though it's pretty obvious what he was preoccupied with. "You can always tell them that magic interfered with the tech of your phone and you didn't see their texts, or that you were busy with something. Right?" He smiles but from what he knows of Mitzi's parents, she's a bit afraid of them, and he isn't sure how she'll take to the idea of lying to them again.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

Images of war flash before her the moment she gently lifts her phone from his hands and his words pierce her ears. Her eyes widen in a bit of fear, not wanting to fight with her parents again. It's never much of a fight if it's one-sided though, is it? Mitzi's face is serious and solemn, opening her messages and scrolling through them. Between the incessant calls from both of her parents and the jumbled texts in English and Hebrew, an overwhelming sense of dread starts to become more and more real. "I'm supposed to be with a Muggle," she tells him, voice cracking as her fingers tremble in their efforts to type a response out. She's a bit too tipsy and anxious to make out anything coherent, which frustrates her and causes tears to start building in her eyes. "Why- Why couldn't you have just told me 'No'?" Her eyes fall down to her phone again as she reads the backlog of messages, already taking the last couple of steps down the stairs and to the front door as she does so. She has to go home.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant stumbles a bit as he goes down the stairs, completely disregarding Rhys as he takes ahold of the hand rail and follows Mitzi to the door. "I – " Ant doesn't know if he's supposed to apologize or not; he feels like saying 'sorry' is basically admitting that he *knows* it was a mistake and that it was a big deal and that he let her down, and perhaps if he downplays his awareness of his actions, Mitzi will be less mad. "Do you need help getting home?" he asks instead, "Mitzi, I'm pretty sure it'll be nothing. It's not like they can get home just like that." he tells her, mostly for his own peace of mind.

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

It doesn't occur to her how she's only followed by one boy and it's Ant. Mitzi doesn't know what happens to her significant other, but she's focused on other things. She's focused on much, much bigger things. "I don't need any more of your help," she says as she clicks open the door and steps out onto his small porch. This time she stumbles down the short steps, grabbing at the fencing to stabilize herself before moving forward toward the edge of the street. When they're outside and seemingly alone, she turns and it becomes obvious she's started to cry, but she hardly seems to notice herself. "It *isn't* nothing. Please, you don't know my parents." It occurs to her at that moment that someone she considers to be one of her closest friends *really* doesn't understand a thing about what goes on beyond their friendship, but maybe she's overreacting because she's buzzed. Still what does he think he's doing, giving her some sort of false sense of hope that he cannot guarantee? Is that what she does? Goodness, that is terrible. Maybe she should stop doing that.

Ant

exochorda, seventh year
paintedred

Ant can tell already by the tone of her voice that she doesn't want any help getting home and that it might be best to just shut up and stop digging a hole for himself. Remembering a childhood dream of his, he begins silently hoping for the Knight Bus to appear. It's supposed to, right? Whenever a witch or wizard is in dire need of help. He turns to face her and sees her crying, and his heart immediately shatters. "Mitzi, I – " And suddenly, the vehicle he had been praying for zooms out of seemingly nowhere, making a violent stop in front of the pair. His words catch in his throat, not that he even knows what he'd say, so he settles on: "You should get going, then."

Marisha Gorski

ravenclaw, seventh year § head girl
ateleia

When he starts, she's hopeful for *something*. Maybe the liquor is doing something to her, but she can't deny that she's been disappointed in who Ant has been lately. To *think* that that is what comes out of his mouth- *You should get going, then*- God, her heart seems to shatter. If she was a person who had ever once raised her voice, perhaps then she would shout or put up some sort of fight. Except Mitzi isn't that person. It doesn't leave her weak and that should be made clear, but she isn't that sort of strong. She's more silent in her resilience or else he would probably understand what has just happened a bit better. Her inner monologue is reeling and the sight of the Knight Bus behind her is jarring enough to her senses. Mitzi nods for a moment, tapping her foot nervously on the concrete and glancing down at the space between them. It's also then that she notices they're alone, but she doesn't want to bother going in again. Mitzi swipes at her eyes before turning and loading onto the bus, "Goodbye." The word falls from her mind and she sighs to relieve the pressure in her chest. The door closes behind her and she begins talking to the driver, feeling incredibly unwell and the total opposite of how she did an hour ago.