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First names were most often used by childhood or school friends. If the friendship was made after school age, first names would only really be used by women. Men were far more likely to refer to their friends by their surnames, a mark of familiarity. — Documentation

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Emilia Wright for Jude Wright. Casually alienating offspring since 18882.
Separating was also not a great idea, though they weren't doing great at staying together anyway. If she were to volunteer to be the human sacrifice.. well... Hogsmeade had plenty of debutantes anyway...

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Things are not what they appear
October 10th, 1888 — Knockturn Alley

Declan was in London frequently. His painting hustle had picked up again (finally) after the fog had cleared up. He'd had a backlog he'd had to catch up on and now he had to deliver them. It would have been easier to send a courier, but one - he was in a desperate need to cut costs wherever he could and two - he liked being able to chat with the collectors (for his paintings had become collectibles, amazingly) so that he could stay top of mind when they were looking to add another commissioned piece.

This time, he'd delivered to a man who owned several shops in Knockturn Alley. One of his stores was a front for a rather dark, macabre club that was accessed through a faux fireplace. Declan had turned down the chance to experience opiates from someone who would be in his nightmares for weeks to come. He'd been paid well and he hoped his painting of Louisa Lupin that flashed her bits at those willing to pay for it would bring him more business.

It was past dark. The journey had taken longer than he'd expected. He usually traveled by broomstick but had been unable to carry the life size portrait with him. He hadn't been able to get his leviosa charm to stick long enough to make the journey safely. He really ought to start attending those apparating classes his mother pestered him about... he heard a suspiciously muffled scream beneath the bridge he'd been crossing. He withdrew his wand from his pocket as he rushed to the side to peak over.

It was far too dark to see anything, but he could hear the sound of an altercation. Someone was being harmed. He would have kept going, except he'd been certain that he could hear a woman's voice. He couldn't very well leave a woman to her own defenses - especially since it sounded like she was on the losing end!

Heart racing, Declan cast a lumos spell, lighting the end of his wand, and leaped off the bridge. What he discovered beneath the bridge was something that he hadn't expected. Before he could properly digest that the woman was the one beating the man, rather than the other way around, he cast a petrificus totalus spell at the pair. It had been a long time since he'd even attempted one - not since Hogwarts. It was likely that it wouldn't work - or just as likely - kill them both.

Later, when the police would investigate his accidental double murder, he'd say something like 'I didn't know what to do, I just knew it needed to stop.'

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