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sweetpinkpixie · #1 (**permalink**) 08-20-2014, 04:23 PM

After a long hard day of hunting, and lessons, or even just a busy weekend, your dormitories will be your haven. It will be more than just your home away from home, and it is the place where you can come and relax after a long day or a late night. The four poster beds are surprisingly comfortable, and it's easy to get lost in the smooth red velvet covers. Should you want some privacy from your chatty dorm mates, feel free to close the hangings around you and lose yourself in sleep.

After all, every lion needs their rest and with the portraits watching of you - perhaps some evening serenading you to sleep - it is sure to be a sound sleep.

SPOILER!!: Room Assignments

First Year Rooms:
1-1
Blaise Bellaire (DaniDiNardo)
Bentley Moore (Davvy_Wavvy)
Reuben Green
Justin Case

1-2
Rick O'Shea
Dominic Leone
Daryl Brady
Frederick Butler

Second Year Rooms:
2-1
Wylie Atherton (Destiny)
Izaac Dafforn (Emzily)
Lancelot McWitty (Roselyn)
Ken Sato

2-2
Neil Grivet
Patrick Westwood
Harrison Flutterbutter
Brant Walsh
Third Year Rooms:
3-1
Carson Darion (Hogwarts_Viking)
Maverick Quigly
Ash Pokeberry
Theophilus Waldrip

3-2
Grover Renswald
Ziggy Roark
Ozias Stufflebeam
Boris Trinkle
Fourth Year Rooms:
4-1
Franklin Paton (Zoe)
Ezekiel Rogers (Hera)
Leonard Stark (LittleRandom)
Darius Chambers Jr.(Lady Marmalade)

4-2
Larry Peterson
Harry Thatcher
Dominic Turnbull
Elijah Underhill
Fifth Year Rooms:
5-1
Nick Tatum (vijaya)
Joseph Crutchley
Timmothy Scottsburg
Bryan Brown

5-2
Seamus McGlashan
Rupert Brady
Christopher Stinson
Quentin Farrell

Sixth Year Rooms:
6-1
Yoongi Hyland (DuckyLinJi)
Seth Goldstein (Mischief_Managed!)
Teo Autrey
Phillip Adams

6-2
Dougal McIvor
Vincent Swift
Alexander Wright
Philip Brown

Seventh Year Rooms:
7-1
Zander Adair (ArianaBlack)
Benjamin Atreyu (Holmesian Feline)
Damien Aderson-Belfort (nicole black)
Keane McGinnis (DJ ExpelliarMOOSE)

7-2
Kody Phillips (Syd)
Nemo Grimm (Schroyers)
Ian G. Hale (Gryffindoll)
Jayden Jones-Campbell (Pumpkin Skull)

7-3
Michael Noda
DeForest McCoy
Jake Kelley
Quinn Reeves

*OOC: please note that changes to room assignments may change based on bios posted in the 'Meet the Pride' and Character Biographies threads. Have an IC complaint about your dorm assignment? We are sure that Professor Flamsteed would love to hear it as your Head of House

Any character listed that does not have a (username) is a non-playable character and entirely up to you (and your IC dormmates) to make up their personality and habits if you so desire.

Despite there only being two rooms per year listed above, IC there are obviously more rooms in the tower. After all, there are 9601 students in the school and about 2400 of those are Gryffindors. This is just meant to help create more of an IC feel for you as to your character's housing situation.

If you see anyone that is missing or any mistakes, please notify your Head of House.

Roselyn · 09-12-2015, 01:08 AM

Sticking his head first into the dormitory, he quickly looked around. Coast was clear.

"Professor?" he asked quietly, opening the door enough for the both of them to walk through. "Not that I don't appreciate this, because I DO, like... a lot, but, what are we looking for? I cleaned it up pretty well in here." Unless he missed a spot? WAS THERE EVIDENCE?? Or some super awesome spell that showed them the past?? Or fingerprints!?

Which actually would've done nothing. There were many fingerprints in here.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-12-2015, 02:17 PM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Sticking his head first into the dormitory, he quickly looked around. Coast was clear.

"Professor?" he asked quietly, opening the door enough for the both of them to walk through. "Not that I don't appreciate this, because I DO, like... a lot, but, what are we looking for? I cleaned it up pretty well in here." Unless he missed a spot? WAS THERE EVIDENCE?? Or some super awesome spell that showed them the past?? Or fingerprints!?

Which actually would've done nothing. There were many fingerprints in here.

Dormitories.

The Head of House did not enjoy visits to them while school was in session because he felt it was a massive breach of student's privacy. He already had the portraits to do any observing necessary to keep Gryffindors in check...not to mention Sir Nicholas...so really...he had established the proper defense mechanisms to ensure he didn't REALLY have to be in here...

And yes, here he was.

And just WHY hadn't the portraits alerted him to what had happened in here?! THIS WAS KIND OF A BIG DEAL!

Show on his right foot entering the room first, the rest of his body sloooooooowly follower as he cautiously took a look around.

"So you have..." he nodded, unsure WHAT to make of that comment. "Where is the body now?"

Was THAT what that smell was? Sweet solstice.

Roselyn · 09-14-2015, 08:31 AM

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Dormitories.

The Head of House did not enjoy visits to them while school was in session because he felt it was a massive breach of student's privacy. He already had the portraits to do any observing necessary to keep Gryffindors in check...not to mention Sir Nicholas...so really...he had established the proper defense mechanisms to ensure he didn't REALLY have to be in here...

And yes, here he was.

And just WHY hadn't the portraits alerted him to what had happened in here?! THIS WAS KIND OF A BIG DEAL!

Show on his right foot entering the room first, the rest of his body sloooooooowly follower as he cautiously took a look around.

"So you have..." he nodded, unsure WHAT to make of that comment. "Where is the body now?"

Was THAT what that smell was? Sweet solstice.

Seeing as his head of house was still as cautious as ever, Lance made sure to keep on his tip toes to make his footsteps quieter until he paused near the center of the room. Just in case... for whatever reason. Super top secret mission and all. They didn't need anyone alerted to what they were doing anyways.

"In my trunk," he said simply, glancing to the door of the dormitory. Would it be appropriate to cast that one spell hecouldn'trememberthenameof to block others from hearing them? Looking back to the astronomer, there was a beat before he tentatively spoke, "Did... you want to see him?"

sweetpinkpixie · 09-15-2015, 06:17 AM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Seeing as his head of house was still as cautious as ever, Lance made sure to keep on his tip toes to make his footsteps quieter until he paused near the center of the room. Just in case... for whatever reason. Super top secret mission and all. They didn't need anyone alerted to what they were doing anyways.

"In my trunk," he said simply, glancing to the door of the dormitory. Would it be appropriate to cast that one spell hecouldn'trememberthenameof to block others from hearing them? Looking back to the astronomer, there was a beat before he tentatively spoke, "Did... you want to see him?"

In and out. Iiiiiiiiiiiiiin and out. He needed to remind himself to do that every now and then under the circumstances. But his trunk? Sweet solstice.

"Yes, let's get this all out there in the open," he sighed after several deep swallows. Ah yes, the door. Airey moved over to shut that after seeing the fleeting glance from the second year. He would not under normal circumstances be in a closed dormitory with a student but...desperate times called for desperate measures.

In and ooooooooooooooooooout.

Roselyn · 09-15-2015, 08:45 PM

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In and out. Iiiiiiiiiiiiiin and out. He needed to remind himself to do that every now and then under the circumstances. But his trunk? Sweet solstice.

"Yes, let's get this all out there in the open," he sighed after several deep swallows. Ah yes, the door. Airey moved over to shut that after seeing the fleeting glance from the second year. He would not under normal circumstances be in a closed dormitory with a student but...desperate times called for desperate measures.

In and ooooooooooooooooooout.

Twiddling his thumbs, he couldn't help but bounce on his heels slowly. All this excess energy from what they were doing was a little too much for his small body. But given the green light, he hastily knelt down in front of his trunk, carefully opening it. No, that's not where the smell was coming from either. That was a whole other story.

Inside was (dramatic gasp) clothes!

Shoving a few sweaters and shirts aside, he reached down and pulled out...

__________________________________________________ ___________An old shoe box.

Also not where the smell was coming from.

Standing up, he frowned a taaad more, "You okay, sir?"

sweetpinkpixie · 09-20-2015, 02:06 AM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Twiddling his thumbs, he couldn't help but bounce on his heels slowly. All this excess energy from what they were doing was a little too much for his small body. But given the green light, he hastily knelt down in front of his trunk, carefully opening it. No, that's not where the smell was coming from either. That was a whole other story.

Inside was (dramatic gasp) clothes!

Shoving a few sweaters and shirts aside, he reached down and pulled out...

__________________________________________________ ___________An old shoe box.

Also not where the smell was coming from.

Standing up, he frowned a taaad more, "You okay, sir?"

A...shoe box?

Alright. Something was finally not adding up. Er...properly not adding up? While the astronomer did not wish to speak poorly of his own students, one did have to be realistic. The sort of enchantments necessary to pull off this sort of concealment were well beyond the skill of a second year.

"Yes?" he asked - because he was a little unsure himself. He was in a student's dorm...about to peek at a body in a shoe box. So...sure. He was fine. Peeeeeeeeeeeeeerfectly fine.

DaniDiNardo · 09-20-2015, 03:48 PM

Blaise Bellaire was not the untidy sort of child. Growing up with parents like his own, clutter was never something he was allowed to practice having so the fact there were books thrown down all over his section of the dorm should have said enough. Something was bugging the kid, more specifically spell work.

There must have been ONE book they'd forced him to buy that would tell him how to make his wand actually LISTEN to what he was saying. The boy had been attending classes like he should have but he didn't know how much longer that was going to continue because these classes required magic--which he should have owned at but apparently didn't? It was a big leap from Wizarding Prep where he was getting all the theory right--back then he was a smart kid but now his wand was making him look all kinds of incompetent and if HE didn't stop going to classes, the Professors were going to start kicking him out anyway.

It was quite the fix and his latest book proved to be just as useless so that too was tossed. Maybe something in his cousin's trunk?

Davvy_Wavvy · 09-20-2015, 04:02 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Blaise Bellaire was not the untidy sort of child. Growing up with parents like his own, clutter was never something he was allowed to practice having so the fact there were books thrown down all over his section of the dorm should have said enough. Something was bugging the kid, more specifically spell work.

There must have been ONE book they'd forced him to buy that would tell him how to make his wand actually LISTEN to what he was saying. The boy had been attending classes like he should have but he didn't know how much longer that was going to continue because these classes required magic--which he should have owned at but apparently didn't? It was a big leap from Wizarding Prep where he was getting all the theory right--back then he was a smart kid but now his wand was making him look all kinds of incompetent and if HE didn't stop going to classes, the Professors were going to start kicking him out anyway.

It was quite the fix and his latest book proved to be just as useless so that too was tossed. Maybe something in his cousin's trunk?

Long day. Ben swung the door open to their dorm and dumped his stuff open on his four poster. Classes were a drag so he had to be busting his butt to catch up on his own. His grandmother had made him promise to send her copies of all his graded work so he of course couldn't slip up.

However, he had to get good pictures too. He'd send those to his dad. In his opinion he was getting much much better.

"Hey Blaise!" He called to his cousin as he drew his text towards him. It was home work time.

Sigh.

DaniDiNardo · 09-20-2015, 04:23 PM

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Long day. Ben swung the door open to their dorm and dumped his stuff open on his four poster. Classes were a drag so he had to be busting his butt to catch up on his own. His grandmother had made him promise to send her copies of all his graded work so he of course couldn't slip up.

However, he had to get good pictures too. He'd send those to his dad. In his opinion he was getting much much better.

"Hey Blaise!" He called to his cousin as he drew his text towards him. It was home work time.

Sigh.

Blaise had only just hopped off his bed when Bentley walked in--like magic--like he knew he needed him to show up--like he had homework to do?

What?

The little boy made a face at his cousin. How could he do school work at a time like this?? Clearly he would have to fix this.

As casually as possible, he slipped onto the bed next to him then pushed his parchments away. "No time for that, mate. We got a problem. My wand's a girl." Said with wide brown eyes imploring him to understand that they needed to do something about it.

Davvy_Wavvy · 09-20-2015, 04:36 PM

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Blaise had only just hopped off his bed when Bentley walked in--like magic--like he knew he needed him to show up--like he had homework to do?

What?

The little boy made a face at his cousin. How could he do school work at a time like this?? Clearly he would have to fix this.

As casually as possible, he slipped onto the bed next to him then pushed his parchments away. "No time for that, mate. We got a problem. My wand's a girl." Said with wide brown eyes imploring him to understand that they needed to do something about it.

What what whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

"What did you do that for!? I have home work to do and I have stuff to send to my grandma and stuff!" The other stuff was writing to his mum. She made a fuss about him not writing to her enough and she made him promise that he would more.

"What do you mean your wand is a girl?" It was obvious, all this school was making his cousin mad. "Your wand can't be a girl. They don't give boy wizards girl wands. It's not possible."

DaniDiNardo · 09-20-2015, 04:48 PM

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What what whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

"What did you do that for!? I have home work to do and I have stuff to send to my grandma and stuff!" The other stuff was writing to his mum. She made a fuss about him not writing to her enough and she made him promise that he would more.

"What do you mean your wand is a girl?" It was obvious, all this school was making his cousin mad. "Your wand can't be a girl. They don't give boy wizards girl wands. It's not possible."

Just LISTEN to him. They were onto super serious important school career ending stuff and Bentley was on about writing to his grandmother. "Grand Auntie Sophia can WAIT. What's she gonna do? Visit Hogwarts just to yell at you for being half an hour late in owling her?" Don't even answer that, he knew the way his cousin thought, it was a lost cause and not one he would dwell on when they had bigger fish to fry.

"That's what I thought too but then Professor Dakest was saying how it'll take time and I gotta warm up to it and how some wands are sensitive. WHAT BOY DO YOU KNOW FITS THAT DESCRIPTION???"

BOYS didn't act sensitive and need extra special warm up time. "I swear it's a girl--always wants to be right." Definitely a girl trait, just look at his mother. "If I want something it doesn't want, the spell doesn't get done. She's meaner than that one girl back at Wizarding Prep--remember the one that transferred from Poland for the term and she shoved kids down when she thought teachers weren't looking??"

His wand did that. Broke his fragile confidence only she ensured EVERYONE was looking.

Davvy_Wavvy · 09-20-2015, 05:00 PM

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Just LISTEN to him. They were onto super serious important school career ending stuff and Bentley was on about writing to his grandmother. "Grand Auntie Sophia can WAIT. What's she gonna do? Visit Hogwarts just to yell at you for being half an hour late in owling her?" Don't even answer that, he knew the way his cousin thought, it was a lost cause and not one he would dwell on when they had bigger fish to fry.

"That's what I thought too but then Professor Dakest was saying how it'll take time and I gotta warm up to it and how some wands are sensitive. WHAT BOY DO YOU KNOW FITS THAT DESCRIPTION???"

BOYS didn't act sensitive and need extra special warm up time. "I swear it's a girl--always wants to be right." Definitely a girl trait, just look at his mother. "If I want something it doesn't want, the spell doesn't get done. She's meaner than that one girl back at Wizarding Prep--remember the one that transferred from Poland for the term and she shoved kids down when she thought teachers weren't looking??"

His wand did that. Broke his fragile confidence only she ensured EVERYONE was looking.

Bentley gave him a look. Did he really for a second doubt that his grandmother would come to Hogwarts to yell at him? She would. He wouldn't at all put it past her. His cousin seemed desperate though so he suppose he'd just have to put his home work on the back burner.

The young Gryffindor rolled his eyes. Clearly Blaise needed to come over more. "Heath..Heath is like that. But I do see what you mean. Let me take a look at your wand."

Bentley frowned at the memory of the girl. "Yeah she was a piece of work. I hate her....okay...not haaaate...but I really didn't like her."

Anyways...."Wand."

DaniDiNardo · 09-20-2015, 05:44 PM

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Bentley gave him a look. Did he really for a second doubt that his grandmother would come to Hogwarts to yell at him? She would. He wouldn't at all put it past her. His cousin seemed desperate though so he suppose he'd just have to put his home work on the back burner.

The young Gryffindor rolled his eyes. Clearly Blaise needed to come over more. "Heath..Heath is like that. But I do see what you mean. Let me take a look at your wand."

Bentley frowned at the memory of the girl. "Yeah she was a piece of work. I hate her....okay...not haaaate...but I really didn't like her."

Anyways...."Wand."

The boy deadpanned at the mention of his younger cousin. Right. Heath. "He'll grow out of it." Blaise replied dissmissively. This wand wasn't born yesterday, it had probably been around for a bit and had more than enough time to grow into its manly ways. There was nothing manly about making him look like a chump and he wouldn't stand for it.

"I don't think anyone liked her." He said, sliding off the bed and heading back to his own to grab his wand. "Except that girl from our dance class but she wasn't all that nice either."

The boy flopped back onto the bed and handed over his wand. "Try casting something with it. Bet nothing happens or really shoddy magic does." That's all that had been happening. To be fair, there were occasions when it pulled up its socks and did something right for him but not without a lot of coaxing and frustration and sad feelings. See all this drama? Clearly a girl.

Davvy_Wavvy · 09-20-2015, 06:45 PM

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The boy deadpanned at the mention of his younger cousin. Right. Heath. "He'll grow out of it." Blaise replied dissmissively. This wand wasn't born yesterday, it had probably been around for a bit and had more than enough time to grow into its manly ways. There was nothing manly about making him look like a chump and he wouldn't stand for it.

"I don't think anyone liked her." He said, sliding off the bed and heading back to his own to grab his wand. "Except that girl from our dance class but she wasn't all that nice either."

The boy flopped back onto the bed and handed over his wand. "Try casting something with it. Bet nothing happens or really shoddy magic does." That's all that had been happening. To be fair, there were occasions when it pulled up its socks and did something right for him but not without a lot of coaxing and frustration and sad feelings. See all this drama? Clearly a girl.

"I hope so. He's so annoying." And he sucked all the attention from his mother and as much as Ben didn't like being molly cuddled he liked mommy hugs...and the occasional kisses.

How did Blaise even remember those people? He had his own friends and barely ever took note of those people."You're better than me. I don't remember half of the persons we went to school with." Except his other two best friends, one who had gone on to Beauxbaton and Durmstrang respectively.

Bentley spun the wand over in his hand. It felt good. "Alright...lets see...swiiish and flick...wingardium leviosaa" Nice and fluid...intent...execution, just like Grandma taught him. Up up up the book went.

"There's nothing wrong with it Blaise."Ben said excitedly."Do you want to switch wands for a bit."

DaniDiNardo · 09-21-2015, 02:51 AM

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"I hope so. He's so annoying." And he sucked all the attention from his mother and as much as Ben didn't like being molly cuddled he liked mommy hugs...and the occasional kisses.

How did Blaise even remember those people? He had his own friends and barely ever took note of those people."You're better than me. I don't remember half of the persons we went to school with." Except his other two best friends, one who had gone on to Beauxbaton and Durmstrang respectively.

Bentley spun the wand over in his hand. It felt good. "Alright...lets see...swiiish and flick...wingardium leviosaa" Nice and fluid...intent...execution, just like Grandma taught him. Up up up the book went.

"There's nothing wrong with it Blaise."Ben said excitedly."Do you want to switch wands for a bit."

"Littler kids are annoying; it's their job til they get to our age and start being cool like us." Julie was in the same boat as Heath but 'cept he didn't mind his little sister all that much. He was her big brother, his dad said he had to be her protector and stuff and he was ALL for that kind of talk, especially when kids tried picking on her and she called HIM to deal with it. Oh yeah, best big brother EVER.

The boy shrugged, watching his wand now in his cousin's hands. "They're easier to remember 'cause my quill liked writing stories on 'em." Not that they appreciated it very much. Wasn't his fault they were nasty and his quill made them sound nastier.

And then it happened.

Forgot his stupid cousin and the stupid excited look he had on his stupid face, Blaise was on his feet in a second (probably should have removed his shoes before standing on his cousin's bed but this was serious). He snatched the book that levitated between the two of them and immediately threw it to the floor with unadulterated contempt for the magic that made it float. His hand reached next for his wand in Bentley's hand and he yanked at it so hard that he actually staggered on the bed.

"You can HAVE this stupid wand since it likes you so much!" He yelled before promptly hurling the wand across the room then flopping back onto the bed with folded arms and a cross expression. It was a dumb wand from the beginning. The lady at the wand shop should have given him another when he asked. Stupid lady. She was dumb too. This whole school was dumb. Magic was dumb.

Davvy_Wavvy · 09-21-2015, 01:11 PM

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"Littler kids are annoying; it's their job til they get to our age and start being cool like us." Julie was in the same boat as Heath but 'cept he didn't mind his little sister all that much. He was her big brother, his dad said he had to be her protector and stuff and he was ALL for that kind of talk, especially when kids tried picking on her and she called HIM to deal with it. Oh yeah, best big brother EVER.

The boy shrugged, watching his wand now in his cousin's hands. "They're easier to remember 'cause my quill liked writing stories on 'em." Not that they appreciated it very much. Wasn't his fault they were nasty and his quill made them sound nastier.

And then it happened.

Forgot his stupid cousin and the stupid excited look he had on his stupid face, Blaise was on his feet in a second (probably should have removed his shoes before standing on his cousin's bed but this was serious). He snatched the book that levitated between the two of them and immediately threw it to the floor with unadulterated contempt for the magic that made it float. His hand reached next for his wand in Bentley's hand and he yanked at it so hard that he actually staggered on the bed.

"You can HAVE this stupid wand since it likes you so much!" He yelled before promptly hurling the wand across the room then flopping back onto the bed with folded arms and a cross expression. It was a dumb wand from the beginning. The lady at the wand shop should have given him another when he asked. Stupid lady. She was dumb too. This whole school was dumb. Magic was dumb.

Except he didn't believe that Heath would ever be cool. Nope he was going to be a dorky annoying bugger for the rest of their lives. Bentley could feel it already. He sighed at the thought. Lucky for him though Hogwarts was a thing so he'd spend a lot less time dealing with Heath and his annoying mummy hogging ways.

"You and your quill picked on them more than they picked on any body." They were just nastier with their picking on skills.

Bentley watched Blaise throw his tantrum completely un-phased by his cousin's reaction. In fact he was quite impressed by his acrobatics, not that he appreciated shoes on his bed mind you but he had already learnt the cleaning charm.

"Well if I take it, what will you use in your classes?" Because he didn't mind having two wands, especially if he was going to get the second one for free. "You know..." Bentley began as he reached for his parchment sheets. "You're probably just not focusing on what you're doing. I can help you for a small fee."

Roselyn · 09-23-2015, 09:46 AM

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A...shoe box?

Alright. Something was finally not adding up. Er...properly not adding up? While the astronomer did not wish to speak poorly of his own students, one did have to be realistic. The sort of enchantments necessary to pull off this sort of concealment were well beyond the skill of a second year.

"Yes?" he asked - because he was a little unsure himself. He was in a student's dorm...about to peek at a body in a shoe box. So...sure. He was fine. Peeeeeeeeeeeeeerfectly fine.

Nodding his head, the young Gryffindor lad took a deeeeeep breath, and slowly pulled of the lid.

Slooowly. Slow. Still... still taking off the lid. Almost there-

There was Groot.

His toad.

His less than alive toad.

Lance's cheeks puffed out again as he held his breath, not at all looking at his lost friend.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-23-2015, 12:05 PM

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Nodding his head, the young Gryffindor lad took a deeeeeep breath, and slowly pulled of the lid.

Slooowly. Slow. Still... still taking off the lid. Almost there-

There was Groot.

His toad.

His less than alive toad.

Lance's cheeks puffed out again as he held his breath, not at all looking at his lost friend.

Heart pounding in his ears, the Astronomy professor held his breath until the lid of the box was off. And it was a good thing that he could hold his breath for impressive periods of time because sweet solstice Mr. McWitty.

A massive sigh of relief mixed with his breath as he exhaled deeply through his mouth.

"A toad," he whispered, his lips almost appearing to curl up into a smile. "A toad."

A TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAD!

Roselyn · 09-24-2015, 08:51 AM

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Heart pounding in his ears, the Astronomy professor held his breath until the lid of the box was off. And it was a good thing that he could hold his breath for impressive periods of time because sweet solstice Mr. McWitty.

A massive sigh of relief mixed with his breath as he exhaled deeply through his mouth.

"A toad," he whispered, his lips almost appearing to curl up into a smile. "A toad."

A TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAD!

It was. Indeed.

His toad.

He kept his gaze on the Professor, not quite catching the relieved sense that the older man was feeling. Quite the opposite actually. "Yeeaaa," he said, letting go of the breath he held in a long sigh and BRAVING a quick glance down at the box. Yup. Still... there. "My grandpa, he said Groot was old and it was his time anyways, but, I'm pretty sure he had a long while to go. If it wasn't for..."

A cat. Or an owl? Or...

Whatever it was.

DaniDiNardo · 09-25-2015, 01:00 AM

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Except he didn't believe that Heath would ever be cool. Nope he was going to be a dorky annoying bugger for the rest of their lives. Bentley could feel it already. He sighed at the thought. Lucky for him though Hogwarts was a thing so he'd spend a lot less time dealing with Heath and his annoying mummy hogging ways.

"You and your quill picked on them more than they picked on any body." They were just nastier with their picking on skills.

Bentley watched Blaise throw his tantrum completely un-phased by his cousin's reaction. In fact he was quite impressed by his acrobatics, not that he appreciated shoes on his bed mind you but he had already learnt the cleaning charm.

"Well if I take it, what will you use in your classes?" Because he didn't mind having two wands, especially if he was going to get the second one for free. "You know..." Bentley began as he reached for his parchment sheets. "You're probably just not focusing on what you're doing. I can help you for a small fee."

Blaise almost snorted right there, almost. Him? Picking on those two more than they picked on anyone else? "Not even possible, mate. You forget my quill and I are the good guys in this story." He was sure he'd read it to his cousin at least once--even begged him to get a few shots he could use to make the story better but he was still waiting on those. This was probably why you didn't hire family.

Right now, his cousin just wasn't getting it.

"That's the point. I'm not going to use it. I'm not going back to stupid Charms and Transfiguration class where they want me casting stupid spells I'll never ever use again anyway. I'll just ask Grand Auntie Sophia to teach me stuff--you know she's gonna be giving us Christmas Lessons anyway." There was no need for him to subject himself to the ones here.

"Reckon if I break it, Mum will let me have another but I have to make it really convincing." So NO Bentley, he wouldn't be accepting help. Not if it came at a price. No thanks and not when he didn't want his traitor of a wand either. "I've already focused plenty; it just does what it wants."

sweetpinkpixie · 09-25-2015, 01:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

It was. Indeed.

His toad.

He kept his gaze on the Professor, not quite catching the relieved sense that the older man was feeling. Quite the opposite actually. "Yeeaaa," he said, letting go of the breath he held in a long sigh and BRAVING a quick glance down at the box. Yup. Still... there. "My grandpa, he said Groot was old and it was his time anyways, but, I'm pretty sure he had a long while to go. If it wasn't for..."

A cat. Or an owl? Or...

Whatever it was.

A TOOOOOOOOOOOOOAD!

It was a becoming increasing difficult to not look pleased at this little revelation, but he was somehow holding it together. Sort of. Not really? The scene was rather grotesque but considering what he had been imagining...

"I am sure he is in the second best place," he nodded slowly, putting the lid back on the box. "First being by your side. You seem a very compassionate owner, Mr. McWitty."

He managed to stop himself before finishing the young man's sentence. He had the sinking suspicion that, well, certain eight legged creatures had to do with the demise of the toad.

"So....if you are seeking permission to bury your toad in the Tower Patch, permission granted."

DaniDiNardo · 09-29-2015, 10:09 PM

That was s close one. For a second there he thought he'd have been a goner. Locked away in detention for being held hostage. It was a product of his irresistable charm to be sure but he didn't think HE could explain that in such a way as the not have his Head of House fuming and it was best to avoid that. Bad enough the Professor thought he was something to be worried about.

Finally safe, Blaise sauntered over to his bed. It took some stepping back and maybe four missed jumps before he finally got ON to the bed.

Phew! What a work out!

It felt so much comfier now...so much nicer for taking a nap on and well...that was what cats did right? They took naps? He wouldn't want to be the odd cat out here because maybe then he wouldn't get the complete and full experience then he'd have short changed himself. Curling up was a little difficult, cause he had to once again account for the four legs but finally he found a position comfy enough. Now if only he was tired.

ArianaBlack · 10-26-2015, 06:18 AM

After talking to Cutty in the bathroom, Zander made a beeline for his dormitory. Merlin, he didn't think it would be that easy. Hardly even had to do any convincing to get the job. Cutty was willing to give it to him just like that. Maybe for all these years Zander Adair had been wrong about the Slytherin. Huh. Who would've thought?!

The seventh year was more than just elated as he jumped on his own bed and leaning over it to pull out a small box from underneath it. He slowly lifted the top of the box off, and peered inside to take a look at the contents within it. Thank Merlin he was making some progress. Reaching into his pocket, the Gryffindor pulled out the envelope he had received from one of his brothers.

Before adding it into the box, he totaled everything up and scribbled down another number on a piece of parchment, scratching out the old number above it. Excellent. Finally making some progress here.

He grinned to himself. He'd have reached his goal in no time at all.

nicole black · 10-26-2015, 03:45 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

After talking to Cutty in the bathroom, Zander made a beeline for his dormitory. Merlin, he didn't think it would be that easy. Hardly even had to do any convincing to get the job. Cutty was willing to give it to him just like that. Maybe for all these years Zander Adair had been wrong about the Slytherin. Huh. Who would've thought?!

The seventh year was more than just elated as he jumped on his own bed and leaning over it to pull out a small box from underneath it. He slowly lifted the top of the box off, and peered inside to take a look at the contents within it. Thank Merlin he was making some progress. Reaching into his pocket, the Gryffindor pulled out the envelope he had received from one of his brothers.

Before adding it into the box, he totaled everything up and scribbled down another number on a piece of parchment, scratching out the old number above it. Excellent. Finally making some progress here.

He grinned to himself. He'd have reached his goal in no time at all.

There was never really a time in Damien's adolescence that he hadn't been wrapped up in several emotions at once, it wasn't easy, being this in touch with your feelings all the time, probably why the Gryffindor boy was oft seeking his friends for the purpose of ether distracting himself or talking things through. It was the fate of a Cancer to always be on the weird precipice between real happiness and sadness, that's what his mother said anyway, and she was usually right.

What was bothering him today, you ask, dear reader? The young man was torn between hope and worry over a sibling that was yet to come into this world proper.

It was whirling about his head as he popped into the dorm and flopped casually onto his bed across from Zander's. ZANDER. Sitting up, Damien glanced over to the Head Boy. "Ay, what's up, Adair?" Damien greeted, grin easily slipping across his lips. Zander, THE DUDE, Mr. Blonde, as Damien had christened him back when they'd first met, he was just the dude Damien needed to see, yes, he was sure of it.

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