Of witchy girls and American Idiots
The first thing Dorcas can recall is laying in a bed definitely not her own, someone’s breath annoyingly blowing on her. For a while she refuses to even as much as stir, perhaps the person owning the breaths will go away if she ignores them for long enough, but when that doesn’t happen she forces her eyes open and she’s quite shocked to say the least.
She’s met with clear blue eyes with blonde hair falling delicately into it, each strand having pink on its ends. Now Dorcas isn’t at all for cheesy crap like love on first sight, but for certain it is attraction first sight because Dead Hecate this girl was breathtaking.
“You’re up! And while you’re at it you’re not cursing my friend nor vomiting green smoke. Look how far you’ve come!” And yup,her voice is just as endearing as her looks are, but there’s no way she’s gonna fold for this person without even knowing their name so she replies with the obvious answer in such situation
“Who in Hades’s name are you?” That earns her to see the girl literally bow like a Victorian boy and look up at her through her bangs and eye lashes.
“Marlene Mckinnon at your service, I would highly appreciate if you stopped shooting daggers in my head with your eye and tell me your name as well?” She was definitely not shooting daggers! Common misconception to take from her though, so she’ll let it slide because Marlene’s eyeliner looked very good around her eyes.
“Dorcas Meadowes, child of Hecate.”
“Sweet! A witch! And you came here knowing that. Haven’t had that happen since the Black brothers.” Her breath catches at the name because fuck how did she not realise that! Mckinnon! Ofcourse and the Blacks. Meaning that the guy he pointed at was Lupin. So now she only has to find Evans, Potter and the Mcdonald girl. Easy peasy.
Let’s trace back on that line then, shall we? Hecate is a goddess who prefers spending time with her children, which as much as it sounds like bare minimum to do, is a high accomplishment with the gods. The reason why the Hecate cabin, if they even had one here, was not crowded is because Hecate raised her children, she only had affairs when she did fell in love meaning Dorcas only had 2 siblings, both of them staying behind, at home as she herself was sent here.
Because, as Marlene said, she was what you would perhaps call a witch, and Hecate raising her as much. See she did not require the protective barriers of Hogwarts, nor the defence they could teach her here,because with Hecate she actually taught her how to use her own powers rather then coax her into getting somewhat good in a general self defence form.
So she spent her childhood growing up on Hecate’s island, just a sweet family, and honestly she did have a good childhood, her mother wasn’t really distant and even helped her coming to terms with her sexuality, and besides that they had spent all the years growing up working on this very prophecy, always knowing Dorcas would be one of the 8 to answer the call. It was just last week when they manage to figure out who the last of the prophecy referred to, the Mcdonald girl, which they both assumed was because she either just got claimed or monsters only now started sensing her. Either way, it was time. Stirrings from Tartarus had been stronger than ever before. And word travels fast and sure, making them hear bits and bits of gossip all talking about this new group of people who wants to finish what Grindelwald once started.
That being said, she did not spend her life on this prophecy to lie in bed so she jumped out and started practically galloping away, Marlene falling quickly behind her.
“Hey where are you going?” That’s actually a great question, seeing she does not even in the slightest know the place. And also, what would she actually be doing even if she found all the people of the prophecy? Run off with them to the unknown,fighting something they don’t even entirely know what is? Well no,but at least the group would be together?
She does stop tho and faces Marlene. Gods she hopes she wouldn’t be the one falling to Tartarus. Bit selfish of a thought, seeing she doesn’t even know the others, and in honesty it can barely be said she does know Marlene even,but truly, it would be a crime to have her in a place like that. Well to have anyone there really. 10/10 doctors do not recommend Tartarus to visit, it’s even worse than Madagascar.
“Dorcas?Are you alright?” She hears Marlene calling again, and well why come up with a fake story if she will have to explain anyway? Also it very highly affects her life too, so why hide it from her?
“I’m fine yes, thank you. Sorry for that uhm it’s just that-“ You and I and the two people you mentioned are set to go against the most evil force our world has ever known and I foolishly was about to chase down the other 4 as well. She thinks, but it definitely isn’t a very good conversation to have with a girl if she doesn’t want her completely running away.
As by a miracle 2 boys run to catch up to them, one having dark skin and strikingly almost white like blonde hair, an eyebrow piercing highlighting his face and Dorcas has to. Give it to him, he has excellent style. The other boy on the hand looks like a younger version of Billie Joe Armstrong, but in his own punk way, is very stylish.
“Oi! Green smoke girl!” The young version of Green day’s singer calls and she heaves a sigh realizing that she will most likely receive such comments till the rest of her stay here.
“Oi random guy!” she calls back and the guy’s face lights up with mischief like greeting eachother this way would be a bonding experience.
“Pleasure to make your acquaintance! Evan here and I were just talking about how great it was you finally shook things up around here. You might not believe but this camp gets excruciatingly boring.” Super stylish boy, Evan mock bows in her way and Dorcas does find herself to he endeared by the pair.
“Pleasure is mine, as weird that may sound I can imagine the boredom you must have seeing the only company around here are people like yourself” She flashes a look to punk guy, whose name she still doesn’t know, testing if the sarcasm goes well with them.
“I wouldn’t really be sure Barty, that she’s gonna bring excitement over here, doesn’t look much without the poison eh?” As she was about to tease back Marlene calls from behind her.
“Can’t you two sod off for even a second? Dorcas just got out of her coma for fuck’s sake” Dorcas looks in her way, a grin playing at her lips. Since when were they on defending basis? Since when did she need defending? But either way Marlene did look rather endearing as a slight flush spread on her cheeks.
“Not a day here and got yourself a girlfriend Dorcas?” Evan says after a whistle that tore her attention away from Marlene. Damn that whistle.
“Jealous much?” She challenges, but the two boys only guffaw making her somewhat confused.
“Not particularly, I’m gay” he answers and Dorcas can’t help but let a laugh out on her own as well.
“For the benefit of the conversation, she is not my girlfriend I’m not easily swooned” Marlene calls and Dorcas turns to face with arms crossed.
“Wow you seemed pretty offended by that!” she calls with faked hurt in her voice, making Marlene red in the face.
“In the sense that-“ She starts to explain herself only for Barty to clap her on the shoulder as him and Evan begins to walk away.
“Tell Lily Evans that. Pleasure as always Mckinnon.” And with that and a quick nod with their head as a bye the two guys leave.
“Relax,I take more to be offended than that” She said, seeing as Marlene was still red in the face.
“Naturally.” She cocks an eyebrow and starts walking away, challenging Dorcas to follow and well? Without any shame she does.