Owls || Tobin and Peter

peterlewormtail:

Hey Dear What’s up? Tobin,

I don’t think I would mind considering you a friend correspondence. There’s nothing wrong with spreading my little circle outside of my mates the marauders. I don’t really know why you would want me as a friend, I don’t even know why the marauders include me half the time, but thank you, I guess. As for my summer plans, nothing has been set in stone. I mean Remus has extended invitation to the beach and all, but there’s been no word on a date. As for Sirius, he’s probably with a girl doing Merlin knows what, he’s busy most of the time. Did you have something in mind?

Sincerely Yours Truly, 

Peter

Peter,

I’m not entirely sure what drew me to you, to be honest. I’ve not many friends in the first place, but you don’t seem to match them: liars, snakes, cheaters, quick to anger and accusations. Birds of a feather, I guess, though I am trying to change. Perhaps that’s why I need you so much. 

Ah, not particularly. I’ve been told I’m rather boring. I mostly just read.

Tobin

(Source: puppetmastertobin)

Owls || Tobin and Aurelia

aurelia-mulciber:

Master Greengrass:

Your worry, though appreciated, is unnecessary. I’ve been in higher spirits than usual and find that I am less then inclined to bring harm to myself. I’ve every intention of visiting here as often as possible. Mulciber doesn’t care enough to have an opinion on my staying here. I hope that you are doing well.

- Aurelia Mulciber

My Most Treasured One,

Hearing this pleases me greatly; though I’ve no claim to you and no say over your doings and well being since your wedding day, I still feel that bond we share and a fatherly worry as to your health. Your husband will probably attempt my murder if and when he ever reads this, but I’m still not sure I trust him to treat you well as you deserve. Be safe and happy, that’s all I ask my little one.

-Tobin Greengrass

PS- Will I see you at my own wedding?

(Source: puppetmastertobin)

Owls || Tobin and Aurelia

aurelia-mulciber: 

Master Greengrass,

How very pleased I am to hear from you. Things have been very peaceful of late. France is absolutely gorgeous, and I am rather fond of the notion of staying here forever. Rest assured that when I am back in England I shall endeavor to visit as often as my schedule allows.

- Aurelia Mulciber.

My Most Treasured One,

It pleases me that you are finding some time for peace and relaxation; I worry for your health sometimes. If France pleases, you should visit often, though I doubt your husband will allow you to stay forever, it wouldn’t hurt to visit? I look forward to seeing you.

Tobin Greengrass

(Source: puppetmastertobin)

Moving In

evanthingburns:

-deadpans- I’ll live. -sits down across from Tobin- Think you could take care of the cut? I’d rather not have a scar on my face. Especially not if I’ll be walking down the aisle this month. 

 

-he looks up and waves his wand, healing it- My condolences on your impending nuptials, friend, I truly am sorry.

ooc: ack, out of time

First on my list at my next opportunity is replies on O’brian. 

You guys rock for being so patient with me.

-Ana

Owls || Tobin and Peter

Dear Peter,

I’m not even sure why I’m writing… We’re not even officially friends. But as I was sitting in my flat I found myself thinking on our conversation and I think I should like a friend like you if you’d have me. I understand if you don’t have time in your glamorous  schedule with your other friends; to my understanding Black’s parties are quite frequent, even in the summer. 

Write if you wish,
Tobin 

Owls || Tobin and Aurelia

My Most Treasured One,

How are things, little one? Well, I hope. I’m simply writing to extend an open invitation to my home any time from here to the end of times and for whatever reason.

Yours,
Tobin Greengrass 

Moving In

evanthingburns:

Not this one, you couldn’t. -points to his face- Dear old dad. -looks at Tobin- Is all you ever do read?

-he doesn’t look up- Things could still be arranged. Slower, yes, but they could be. You alright?

Only when I want to relax.

Moving In

evanthingburns:

-apparates into his new flat with Tobin, trunk in hand, lets the trunk crash to the floor, with a brand new bruise and small cut on his left cheek-

-tobin looks up from his book momentarily, raising an eyebrow- I could take care of him, you know -his eyes return to the page-