--- you're under my skin / jaxon

[veronica e. duke]

someday i'll be waiting for an answer, i guess that
YESTERDAY'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. ---
------------ YOU KNOW THAT I HATE THIS SONG

ronnie had been dealing with life better. she was learning that she couldn't control anything or anyone. while she wasn't a control freak, ronnie didn't like it when things spun out of control for her. she liked to know that she had a little bit of control over situations but she didn't. it was now night time and students would be making their way back to their dorms. ronnie was still walking around wearing a pair of loose black shorts and a grey sweater. it was late september and the air was starting to cool down. ronnie's hair was natural in it's curls and she was going back to the castle to her dorm again. she was still happy knowing that had a boyfriend now. it was strange for ronnie to think that someone like jesse finnigan would actually be into her. he was a popular guy in her house and he had chosen her. a transfer student who didn't have a french accent or had veela in her blood. it was only normal for ronnie to be in a room and to become the wallflower. she wasn't used to having the spotlight and now she was known as the girl around jesse finnigan's arm. it made her actually happy inside that she fit in already. he had first shown her around the school because he was a seventh year and knew his way around the castle. she had loved having her own tour guide to show her around. ronnie had become a lost and that had been the way that she had met jesse. ronnie had been lost one day and he had been the guy to show her way back to the common room. tonight she was by herself. ronnie didn't mind it at all, she had only been raised to be independent. this wouldn't have been the case if her father, kirley duke had not moved her and her brother to france. she might have still been around the weird sister's children and she would have still fit in with them. she wouldn't be this new transfer student at hogwarts. she would have went to hogwarts.

it was too late now at sixteen. at beauxbatons, she had thought that she would never have any chance to see them again. the only way that she could see them all was in pictures. learning that her school had been crushed was very sudden. to know that all the students in her school would be moved to hogwarts was crazy. she hadn't thought of the move at all more how she would fit in. ronnie already had ties with hogwarts through evander capper but also through the weird sisters. she didn't know what they thought about her anymore or even if they thought about her. it had been a long time since they had seen one another that ronnie doubted that she would have been thought of. for one family to have left so early in life, there was no chance that it would have made that big of impact to their lives. ronnie walked around the castle feeling stuffed. while the castle was very big, with all the students that were inside it wasn't easy moving about. ronnie decided to go out for some fresh air. she walked to see the lake. the sun had already set and the moon was out tonight. she stuffed her hands into the pockets of her shorts as she began to walk around. it wasn't too late that the students would yell for her to come back in but she knew that she should be inside by now. ronnie had been lost in her thoughts when something snapped her out of it. she heard a tune that she hadn't heard in a long time.

who the bloody hell was singing that annoying song? ronnie knew the lyrics by heart and not just because she had heard it a billion times but because it was a song that had secretly been written for her. ronnie could only faintly hear it but someone was singing it. she looked around trying to find where the tune was coming from. she remembered at a young age hearing her dad singing it. he had been working on it for months and it was being finalized. ronnie had walked in to see kirley smile at her and telling her that he had something for her to listen to. ronnie had loved the song at first. she could tell how much dedication he had put into that song. it was one of the best things that her father had ever done for her. she could tell that she was loved at that time but as ronnie grew up and her father started to distance himself from her, ronnie started to dislike the song. it was all lies. it had been one of kirley's hits actually and she had to walk everywhere hearing the song. she would walk right out the door mad that anyone would actually think about playing a song like that around her.

she brushed her blonde hair over her left shoulder and heard the song beginning to get louder and louder. how ronnie hoped that she could just shut whoever was singing it. while the sound of his voice wasn't horrifying, the song was. if ronnie could, she would find way of muting that voice. when she came closer to the sound she knew who this was. jaxon wagtail. it wasn't the first time that the two had met. jaxon was a popular guy in gryffindor and his father had been also been in the weird sister's. he would only have his father's talent. all the weird sister's children had been able to inherit some of their father's musical talent. ronnie's pace started to quicken and she stomped towards him. she saw his awful ratty hair. how she hoped that she could only run a brush through his hair. she knew that it would get caught on a knot or some kind of creature that had made a nest in it. "of course it's you! why the bloody hell are you singing that atrociously horrendous song?" ronnie reacted as if it was making her ears bleed and she was scared that they actually might. ronnie had heard jaxon singing this song. she didn't know what it was but she had actually heard him humming or singing it several times. she felt her face burn as she glared at him. she sighed knowing her trying to start a fight would cause no good. the two had fought over the song before. ronnie couldn't control what came out of jaxon mouth (she had convinced herself this already). ronnie tried to calm herself down. her blue eyes softened looking at him.

tag: jaxon wagtail <3
word count: 1128
lyric credit: secondhand serenade
notes: wooot! i'm saying it's late september okay?

[jaxon a. wagtail]

and i'll tuck you in, plant my lips
where your necklaces close

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nothing was the same anymore. life had been flipped, turned upside down. what was right seemed wrong and what was wrong seemed right. of course, that last bit was more a hit home for him that he really understood since he tended to think everything he did wrong was something right and didn't deserve to be punished least of all by detention, but that wasn't the point. there was so much chaos going on that the young man couldn't keep his head on straight. having all of the students in the castle before was bad enough. his trouble with names was already a trouble. add in two other entire schools and everything just went down the toilet. maybe having one school in hogwarts wouldn't have been so entirely bad. what were the chances that both durmstrang and beauxbatons would fall victim of some anomaly that would reduce their statures to rubble? high chances, it appeared. and so, there was utter chaos and confusion at hogwarts school of wizardry and witchcraft as all the students merged into one castle.

even with a month of schooling having gone by, jaxon wagtail could not find himself coping rather well with all of the change. normally, change wasn't really something that he minded. living a lot of his life as a child on the road what with his father being a musician didn't really give you much room for things to not change. gigs could cancel, weather could strand you somewhere, fights would break out. things could just so easily change, so that was the atmosphere that he had always grown up in. even when the dukes and wagtails ignited into the fight of all fights and they parted ways, jaxon eventually came to deal with it. change happened.. and there was no changing that ironically enough. and so, over his life, he had gone across hardships that were bits of change that he never wanted to encounter. this whole change was one of them. there were too many students for such a small space, and it was all so troubling. and it wasn't really all of the students as a whole, it was quite a few of the durmstrangs who fit more in with the slytherins that jaxon could really enjoy. and then there was veronica duke. she, in herself, was a subject that jaxon did his best to avoid.

so their parents hated each other. that didn't mean that they had to hate each other. granted, that was how it started too. sure, maybe she had pushed him down when he was younger and that was the reason he had a scar on his hand. the past was the past. he wasn't his father, he didn't hate the dukes no matter how much his father bantered about them and how idiotic the whole lot of them were. that wasn't who jax was. he didn't judge based on what his father thought because he wasn't his father. so, when the time had come that he came across veronica duke, his mind had been open that she was just like everyone else. until her mouth opened and started pouring out her distaste for the music he had been singing when she stumbled upon him before. granted, the song was one that her father had written, but that wasn't the point. it was HER copyright and certainly him singing it didn't hail any of the fury that came from her mouth. all she had been was hostile, angered, completely psychotic. how could jaxon be anything other than annoyed at her as she kept badgering him to cease his singing and playing, which he certainly would not do. least of all for a girl who didn't even know him and barely had reconciled the fact that they had used to be childhood friends before tearing his head off over one little song. she didn't have the right, not with that song.

any other song would have been a different story. any single one of them. jaxon could really find no sympathy in the fact that she hated the song since she really never gave any reason and there was nothing wrong with it in his eyes. there never would be because he never saw it as a song that kirley had wrote for his daughter. jaxon only saw it in his eyes as georgie's song, the one he would always play for her. even as he sat out by the lakeside, void of any other human company much to his liking, he couldn't stop his mind from thinking about her. georgina raymond, a gryffindor just like himself. today would have been her seventeenth birthday. jaxon had spent all day trying to run from the fact, forget about it until someone had brought it up. one of their friends, never really realizing that even a year later, it still killed his heart to even think about her let alone remember it was her birthday. his classes had drug on during the day, occupying most of his time. breakfast he had slept through, skipped lunch to catch up on his potions homework, and remained relatively quiet at dinner to everyone's notice. no one would badger him though after a few words he would say, a relatively known thing for him to do whenever he didn't want to really talk. people could tend to catch on, those that knew him and weren't new to the castle and new to his annoyance factor. and after dinner, he had taken a long walk until the sun had gone down and he knew the lakeside would be free. with the abundance of people swarming the castle, it just wasn't a place that he wanted to be in. too many people to stumble upon him when all he wanted to be was alone.

the spot on the lakeside was one of her favorite spots too. there was one smaller tree down by the bank just before it really slopped down to the water's edge that could perfectly overlook the lake. she would say that at night, the moon could hit the water just right and make everything light up. jaxon believed it because she would show him, and he would watch her eyes light up watching it. it had been the first place that he really knew that he loved her. it was the place where they would wander out to after dark many times because they both couldn't sleep, jaxon always having his guitar in tow. just like tonight, he would sit with his back against the tree with his guitar in his lap. with his legs stretched out, the only thing that was missing tonight was her head on his legs, smiling up at him and watching as his fingers played so delicately the song she always loved to hear. when he had first played it for her, he hadn't really thought much of it. it was just another song that he knew, not one that stood out to him as one that the guy who hated his father had written. but all the words matched so perfectly for him to sing to her that he couldn't say no when she would always ask him to play it.

insomnia was something that he had lived with for a long time. none of his other friends could really understand since his friends got normal amounts of sleep typically. sleep was something that eluded him quite a bit and potions were never something that jaxon wanted to tamper with. he wasn't stupid, there were risks with taking those. they could be addicting and he didn't want to be so dependent on them. so what if he didn't get sleep? at least he would get a few hours every few days if he was lucky. if things really got bad and he found himself only getting a couple in a week, then he would see the nurse as his mother would instruct him to do to get something to ease him back into a little more sleep without bending the set restrictions he liked to live by. georgie would take pills that her muggle parents would take her to the doctor for to help with her insomnia, but she wouldn't like to take them. they changed her and that wasn't something that she liked. neither did he, the more they had started to get to know one another because she was perfect the way that she was. jaxon could see it and would tell her it. she had been his everything, starting from the first time that he had met her when he was in his fourth year. it wasn't until on the train back to hogwarts, starting up their fifth year, that he had finally had the courage to ask her out. and it didn't take him long after that to become completely wrapped around her finger and completely fallen for her. jaxon had loved her. and it was so easy that she had been taken away.

so that was why, to feel closer to her again, he found himself out here in the same spot they would always sit, on the day that would have been her seventeenth birthday, singing the song that he always played for her. it was like as if he closed his eyes and sang, she was right here with him, staring at him with those emerald green eyes he could get lost in for days. it was like nothing changed, and she was still here and they were still together and enjoying their last year at hogwarts together. their future wouldn't be set in stone, but she would go with him wherever he wanted to go, just like they had talked about. and it would be the seventh year he would have always wanted to had. but no, instead, jaxon would be in the middle of one of the choruses when a shrill voice interrupted the bliss solitude he was living in his head and caused him to cease. blinking for a moment out of land he had lost himself to, it took him a second or two before looking up to realize that it was veronica standing there looking like her head was going to steamroll off her head and run him over. of all people, did it really have to be her? not even on a good day did he really want to deal with her, but now of all times? not even close. his head dropped back down, staring down at the acoustic guitar in his lap. really, why was he singing this song? he knew that all it would do was cause more pain today, but he sang it anyway. he sang it almost nightly, just for her. it was all for her. "because georgie loved it," he said in the quietest of voices as he looked up at her with a most defeated look on his face and water glistening his eyes, not even realizing that he had said it out loud in response to her question. normally, jaxon wagtail wouldn't be the kind of guy caught being quiet or depressed. but veronica duke had to catch him out here, on today of all days.

STATUS! completed.
CO-STARRING! veronica duke.
WORD COUNT! one thousand, nine hundred, and nine.
PLACEMENT! late september, this year.
TEMPLATE CREDIT! SAY WHAA STEPH ! of CAUTION 2.0
BANNER CREDIT! SAY WHAA STEPH ! of CAUTION 2.0
LYRIC CREDIT! lullaby - the spill canvas.
LISTENING TO! agape - for today.
NOTES! HE'S SO DEPRESSED. OMG. didn't plan for him to be like that.

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[veronica e. duke]

someday i'll be waiting for an answer, i guess that
YESTERDAY'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. ---
------------ YOU KNOW THAT I HATE THIS SONG

hearing that ronnie would soon have to go to hogwarts was probably the most unexpected news that she could have received. she had already pushed away the thought that would ever go to hogwarts like the rest of the weird sisters' children. to see the again, she didn't know how she would react when she saw them again but she expected that none would remember her. it had been so many years ago that the memories that they had shared had grown faint. it was as if she had been in their life and had easily walked out. the footsteps that she had left had been washed away. ronnie had tried her best to avoid even making eye contact with any of them. she had saw how much they had all changed that she didn't think that even reminiscing on memories would make them all best friends again. ronnie didn't know how so much damaged had been caused just because of her father. it shouldn't matter what their parents had done to each other. they had all been pure and innocent children at the time. it still effected how they thought one on another. it was clearly the wrong way to have judged one another but the kids had known no different. ronnie had grown up with kirley speaking about how myron had been fault of why the band had broke up. she had believed that story for a long time before she could form her own thoughts and analyze what had happened. it couldn't have only been myron. if it had been, the whole band would have split up but it had only been the dukes who had moved to france. when she had realized this, she didn't know if she could trust her father and what he had said. this had been a lie that she had grown up with her entire life. what else could her father had lied to her about in her life? she didn't want to look back but she had only been raised by kirley. well not really raised at all, it had been keaton but her father had great influence in her life. she didn't know what his intentions had been to tell ronnie lies. was it to protect her or himself? ronnie had a hard time accepting that her father was a selfish man but he was. he wanted to protect his own reputation over telling his daughter the truth.

ronnie stood in front of jaxon wagtail. the only offspring of myron wagtail. even before the separation of the dukes, ronnie and jaxon had never gotten along. she didn't know what it was about him but even as children she didn't like him. she couldn't call herself a bully but she knew how to push his buttons and he knew how to push hers. it was their in-your-face personalities that collided causing their feuds. now she had a reason to not like him. he sang that awful song that her father had written for her. now it wasn't awful but ronnie didn't like to hear it. the words were way to sincere, kirley couldn't have put that much love into the song. it had to be a cover story for when the song had become a hit. it boosted the popularity even higher because it was for his daughter who he had a rough relationship with. his daughter who he wished was 'daddy's little girl'. ronnie wanted to barf when she had read that in an interview that kirley had done. she awaited an answer to come out of jaxon's mouth. she had expected that he only sung it to bother her or to even sing the song again but he gave a clear explanation for her. it was almost not even audible but ronnie caught it. georgie? who was this georgie girl? ronnie wasn't very popular at the school but she had not heard of a girl named georgie. her hard facial expressions softened when her eyes locked onto his eyes. was this jaxon actually being real with her? the times when they had spoken to one another, it had been bitter words against each other. she didn't know what it had been that had made jaxon tell her the truth but she would have never expected it. she ran her hand through her hair and took a deep breath in. "georgie who?" her voice still with a tinge of coldness. she still didn't know if she should believe jaxon and his words. ronnie had learned not to trust anyone through the years. she could see how truly hurt he was in his face but to think that someone like jaxon would be this honest with her, it was unimaginable. it wasn't like because he had shown her his soft side that she would show her soft side. ronnie wasn't that gullible. for all she knew, jaxon could be a good actor. georgie could be some made up girl. she stood standing in front of him, there was no way that she would choose to sit next to him. that hadn't been done since they had to take a picture together during a birthday party. it had been both uncomfortable and it had only been snapped for a second. after the photo had been take, it was back to normal with pulling of the hair and pinching. this song couldn't really be that important. it had been a one-hit wonder that her father had put out. if this georgie girl was so important to jaxon, ronnie couldn't stop him from singing the song. she didn't know who she was but georgie had to be one special girl to make jaxon sing the song that he was. it was kirley's song, the man who his father had fought with.

"i've never known why you sing this song and why this song is so important to you. what's so special about it?" while she didn't like the song herself, it had to hold a place in her heart knowing that for a moment her father had thought about her. her father had thought so much as to even mention her. he could have put the song out with no meaning behind it but was kirley that heartless towards his daughter? ronnie didn't think so.

tag: jaxon wagtail <3
word count: 1051
lyric credit: secondhand serenade
notes: awh poor sad jaxon. d;kfjk;fd so late reply.

[jaxon a. wagtail]

and i'll tuck you in, plant my lips
where your necklaces close

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there were plenty of people that he fought with in his life. jaxon was a teenage boy. fighting came as a part of the territory. this including fighting with his parents, more likely his father than his mother. he was what some people may call a momma's boy, as he did whatever his mother told him to do. being an only child though, it tended that he wasn't really told to do anything and even if he happened to moan and complain about it at fist, jax would always do it because it was his mother who asked. his father, on the other hand, they could clash about anything and everything. no, that didn't mean that they fought all the time. mostly, it was just that they butted heads on things musical. what myran wanted was typically not always what jaxon wanted to do. what he wanted was to be his own person, not be just myron wagtail's son following in his father's steps. there was a spotlight that jaxon just didn't want to be placed under, and his father sometimes couldn't understand that.

among other people he constantly fought with were his closest and dearest friends, his brothers. namely, it was probably travon and goldfish that he could butt heads with easily enough. that came with being teenage guys though. they would squabble, wrestle, get it out of their system. they fought and got over it two seconds later when their attention spans moved on to something else. there was just someone in his life that he wasn't used to fighting with. fighting with girls was always different. of course he had people in his life, girls, that he was used to fighting with that it didn't even register. there were the weird sisters clan inhaibtants that were just like his sisters. fighting with them was like fighting with the guys. being used to it through his whole life, they didn't really appear as girls in his mind, as bad as that sounded. jaxon just didn't fight with girls. it wasn't his nature. he was a nice guy who was polite (most of the time) and kept his tongue when he knew he was wrong typically. but there was someone who made him go against this grain so badly.

of all people, veronica duke seemed to bring out some of the worst in him. he wasn't one to tease girls (at least without actually meaning to be kind of mean) and he wasn't one to squabble with them either. but for ronnie, he seemed to clearly make an exception. their first encounter hadn't even been a good one. there was no awkward moment where they realized it was one of their long lost friends from childhood. there wasn't even a hug or embrace over finding this lost friend. it was immediately into her tearing his head off because he was playing a song. the song was, of all songs, the one that meant the most to him and the one she had to tear apart and have deep hatred for. how was he supposed to help that? it meant more to him than she could ever imagine, not like he would ever even tell her why. at least before he wouldn't, any of the other times that she would be there yelling at him about singing it. knowing it annoyed her though only made him taunt her more with it the more that he saw her. that just wasn't who jaxon was, but it was when he was around ronnie. and he couldn't pin why.

it took him lots of thinking to try to come up with, but it wasn't even him that came up with the conclusion. one of his sisters had shown him. the fact that ronnie hated it and he was so attached it made him taunt her because boys pick on girls that they like. of course, jaxon denied this. the song was georgie's. he always sang it for her. that was why he picked on ronnie, because he was so defensive about it. whenever he thought of that song, it was only ever associated with the girl he had loved and lost. the fact that veronica duke came out of nowhere in his life and started berating him over singing it without even asking why and saying he couldn't, well, that just didn't sit well with him. besides that, no one should tell jaxon wagtail NOT to do something. typically, that means he'll end up doing just the opposite. but deep down, somewhere he wasn't even sure even existed anymore, couldn't deny that there was something about veronica. it was something he couldn't put his finger on, a reason why she stuck out so much in his mind every since the first time they had run into each other after so many years apart. it was something that happened a lot and hadn't happened in years since,well, when he met georgie. when a girl was stuck on his mind, it wasn't for just any old reason. if she stuck, then there was something there. but it wasn't something that he could go for. not now, especially.

the fact that it had been veronica of all people who came across him, vulnerable and heartbroken on days of all days, made part of himself feel embarrassed. jaxon never liked looking weak in front of people. it wasn't really a male testosterone or anything. what he liked to be is a person for people to look up, to draw strength. sitting on the lawn singing a song he would sing only to his now deceased girlfriend on the verge of tears wasn't really the poster of strength. but it was the one day of the year that jaxon let himself feel and look more sorry than any of the other days. the fact that ronnie had responded to the words he wasn't entirely sure he had said out loud in the first place took him off guard, dropping his head back down. georgie who? who was she? perhaps she thought that he was joking around, pulling her leg like he so often did. but not this time, never about georgie. jaxon realized that veronica was new here, so she would have never known who georgina evans was. how she had been jaxon's entire world. thinking back on her, thinking of who georgie was, his gaze glazed over for a moment as he looked at the spot beside him. it was the spot she would always sit, almost always with her eyes on him or closed to enjoy the sound of his voice and his playing. sometimes, her head would rest on his shoulder or on his outstretched legs. looking back down at his own outstretched legs, he could see her laying there staring over at him. the way her hair fell over his jeans, those emerald green eyes. it was almost like she actually was, flesh and bone, there in front of him.

his hand even left his the neck of his guitar, beginning to stretch up as if to brush her hair back out of her face like he used to before ronnie spoke again, causing him to blink back into reality. georgina wasn't there anymore, and here was veronica instead. jax dropped his arm down, looking back up at her. did she really want to know who she was and why he sung the song? why should he let her of all people in? veronica was supposed to be the enemy, the spawn of his father's most hated rival. but no matter how much his father complained about kirley, jaxon could never pass the judgment onto the girl standing in front of him. she was too smart, too fiery, too genuine. what their fathers went through was not their fight, or at least jaxon saw it that way. a heavy sigh escaped his lips as he picked up his guitar and gently laid it on the grass beside him. this was him surrendering. there was no more fight that he had in him, not today anyway. he was too vulnerable and wouldn't do it on her day. he wouldn't fight with anyone on her day because georgie hated fighting. all she wanted was for peace in the world, for it to be a better place.

a hand of his came up to rub his eyes, realizing them just how close to tears he had been and even tracking the trail of an escaped tear down his cheek. "she was my girlfriend, a couple years ago. georgina evans," he spoke quietly, hardly looking up to make eye contact with ronnie. it wasn't because he didn't want to engage in conversation, but he wasn't exactly sure put together he looked at that moment to even look at her. for some reason, he didn't want her to see him hurting. veronica didn't need to see that. "it's important to me because i used to sing it to her. she had insomnia, just like i do. and i would sing it to her, to help her sleep." a hand ran through hair, making it more of a mess than usual. honestly, he didn't care. the rest of him looked like a wreck. what more was his hair being all over the place? taking in another deep breath, jaxon finally raised his eyes to actually look at the girl before him. "tell me why you hate it so much. why is it like nails on a chalkboard for you, when it was your father that supposedly wrote it for you?" maybe this was delving too far into the personal pool, but jaxon wasn't asking it to be a smart ass. his voice was still quiet, showing the vulnerability still there. it was a voice of genuine curiosity, wondering this song that used to make him so happy to sing to the girl he loved would make another girl so upset. especially the girl who the song was written about. it just didn't make any sense to jaxon, but then again, nothing about veronica duke made any sense to him.

STATUS! completed.
CO-STARRING! veronica duke.
WORD COUNT! one thousand, seven hundred, and thirty-seven.
PLACEMENT! late september, this year.
TEMPLATE CREDIT! SAY WHAA STEPH ! of CAUTION 2.0
BANNER CREDIT! SAY WHAA STEPH ! of CAUTION 2.0
LYRIC CREDIT! lullaby - the spill canvas.
LISTENING TO! sex life - destroy rebuild until god shows.
NOTES! sooooo sad jaxon.

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[veronica e. duke]

someday i'll be waiting for an answer, i guess that
YESTERDAY'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. ---
------------ YOU KNOW THAT I HATE THIS SONG

ronnie couldn't pin-point what it was about jaxon that so bothered her. she had never known what it was but even as children, when she saw that mop of brown hair she was irritated. it irritated her even more that he still had it. it was normal for a young boy to have too long of hair but he was seventeen now, he should know better. he should get a haircut. there were several times when ronnie would see him around in the hallways and she'd be tempted to just chop his locks off. she had to hold herself back from ever doing something like that. she would seem like a psycho and she wasn't sure what jaxon's anger was like now. it had always been something through the years that had caused them not to get along. ronnie was never sure what but it had to be something since she could never call jaxon her 'friend'. she didn't find anything good enough in jaxon for her to like. so ronnie wasn't the easiest girl to get along with but jaxon was the last person that she would ever like. she was sure of that. with all the girls at beauxbatons that had pushed her buttons, she was sure that jaxon beat them all. she couldn't comprehend why he kept showing up in her life. he was a seventh year and a gryffindor. a different house and year. she was sure that she was finished with that part of her life. he had once been in her life but they had moved on. they both had grown up and become two very different people. he kept popping up in her life. was this life's way of slapping him in her face? it was bad enough when they were younger and he would obnoxiously bother her but even when the two were old enough to not interact with each other, he was still around. ronnie was sure that jaxon wasn't a big fan of her either and if she was showing up in his life as much as he was in her's, ronnie was sure that he had the same sick feeling. ronnie had never tried to talk to jaxon though. they had never gotten along when they were younger but as said, they were different people. she didn't think that she would ever get the chance to talk to jaxon though. he was always singing that stupid song whenever she was around that she was never in the mood to actually speak to him.

this had been one of the only times that ronnie had been able to find jaxon by himself. at beauxbatons, it was clear who was on the top of the social pyramid and who was on the bottom. at hogwarts, it was a little harder with how the school was divided but ronnie could tell that jaxon was one of the popular guys. the boys who ran by her in the halls, ronnie could only guess that these boys were friends with jaxon. she didn't think that he had grown up much from when she had last seen him. the first time seeing him since their diaper days, ronnie had been shocked by his appearance. her dad did have kinda the same look that jaxon did (most of the weird sisters' clan seemed to adopt that look) but there was nothing left of jaxon that she could remember. he still had the same brown eyes but that was probably it. if she hadn't heard another student yell his name, ronnie would have expected him to be another student. not a wagtail. there was only one wagtail, ronnie had found him. she had expected to keep her head low at hogwarts, still jaxon found a way back to her. ronnie could compare it to getting the chickenpox. she thought that once she had jaxon in her life that she would never see him again. of all the cases, she had to be one that saw him again. ronnie looked down at jaxon, she was expecting an answer out of him. he almost seemed dazed like he was reminiscing about something. a memory that had been important to him. an experience that he wanted to bring back. she wasn't exactly sure if she was on the right track but something was on jaxon's mind. she stood there awkwardly, her body still stiff but she didn't know whether to speak up or to wait for his train of thought to finish. ronnie didn't know what had happened in jaxon's life since she had left. she hadn't heard much about him. she had heard about myron from her father but nothing about jaxon. she had never tried to pry into what had happened. she had thought about what she had missed out on but she had never bothered to ask. it would be better for her not to know. she didn't want others finding out what she had been doing back in france. she hadn't had the most exciting life back in france. for others to find out about kirley, she didn't want that to happen. the dukes were still known for the affliction with the weird sisters' and there were still old fans who still supported him, ronnie didn't want her dad to lose those who her dad yearned for.

ronnie felt a punch in her stomach seeing that she brought up something of jaxon's that pained him. she didn't like him but that didn't mean that she didn't feel bad when she had brought something up that hurt him. she often did question why she didn't like the kid. they had been young when they had taunted each other. she was at fault as much as he was when they were younger. their fathers were the only ones who were supposed to be fighting. she didn't know why it would affect her and jaxon in any way. they had been born during the time but they were so young. they didn't know right from wrong. ronnie had never taken the time to get to know jaxon for who he really was. gryffindors were known to have some good quality traits, there had to be a reason why he had been sorted into that house...ronnie had never taken the time to actually get to know him though. to actually see if they would now get along. there was too much bickering between the two now for the two to sit down. ronnie had to grow up. they weren't three anymore. there was no need for adults to be around to separate the two. they could handle whatever was going on between each other by themselves. ronnie had never heard the name that jaxon mentioned. she didn't know too many students but with jaxon, she had never seen him speaking with many girls seriously. ronnie kneeled down brushing at the grass with her hand before sitting down. she brought her knees up to her chest looking at jaxon's brown eyes. this had been the first time that ronnie was able to relax around jaxon. any other time, ronnie was ready to counter back on any smartass comments he made towards her. she blinked her eyes several times hearing the story. she felt so foolish to judge so quickly on why jaxon liked that song. "what happened?" ronnie asked. ronnie could tell that jaxon had raw feelings for this girl. she didn't understand why she wasn't still with him. for a boy to do something like that for a girl, ronnie had to admit it was sweet. all girls had that soft and romantic side, even ronnie. "why isn't she in your life anymore?" she was startled when jaxon returned the question at her. she tugged at one of the buttons on her sweater. she was silent trying to figure out how she would explain to jaxon her dislike for the song. "he's said that it was written for me but," ronnie's blue eyes looked towards the lake and she cleared her throat. "songs have to come from the heart. mean something to the person who wrote it? well." ronnie paused again. this was the first time she had ever told anyone why she didn't like this song. there had to be many reasons why but she could think the main one up. her voice became hard as she spoke again. "my dad doesn't mean those things he says. when you sing it, it sounds real like it means something to you like you could have written it. it's a cover story that he made up, i'd like to think that he had written it about me but it could be for anyone. it could've been for that girl he had been with the night before he wrote it. for the audience to hear that it was for his estranged daughter." she had to lightly chuckle, her reasons didn't make sense but it sounded right in her own mind.

tag: jaxon wagtail <3
word count: 1498
lyric credit: secondhand serenade
notes: awh poor sad jaxon. d;kfjk;fd so late reply.