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Originally Posted by Poolicious The old man speak!
Flamsteed? Its sound like flame and seed in one sentence. Nope she's not judging the old man name. "Hello, Professor Flamsteed. Nice too meet you." That's polite enough, yes? "Thank you." Nod.
Professor Bentley was the Herbology Professor so what about this old man over here? "What subject do you teach, Professor?"
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There's no puke but the male Prefect was now laying on the floor not moving. Is he dead? Its her first day here and she already saw someone dead? Blink. But then Flameseed Flamesteed said the older boy was alright and he brought Louis over to one of the sofas. She went over to the sofa where Professor Flamsteed put the Prefect. Pet..Pet...Pet..
Poor Louis.
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Schmoes? Nope. No, thank you. Not her. Marshmallow screamed sugar. And no sugar for this girl. "Astronomy," he proudly replied as he tugged on his suit jacket just near his armpits. You know, the sort of smug looking gesture a man had when he was especially pleased about himself. Man, mind you, not old man. Man.
He watched as she tended to the prefect, petting him like he was a familiar, and chuckled. "You keep an eye on him then, Miss Messer?" SPOILER!!: s'more peeps! Quote:
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But Merlin... she turned her back for mere seconds, SECONDS, and a student was rendered unconscious, a prefect no less, and at Cambridge's hand. She'd have rushed over and done the HoH thing, but Airey was proving himself useful and he was no doubt far more capable of caring for Louis than she was.
Seren gave Airey a curt nod of acknowledgement and thanks, see, it really was no wonder she didn't venture up here often. And there he went with schmoes thing, that thing, she was curious.
Tea in hand, she sidled up beside her colleague. "You're going to have to talk me through this, I'm clueless." Quote:
Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz
Oh she was a SNAKE was she? Well then! Zahra did what a SNAKE would do. She grabbed up his arm and BIT THE DRAGON DUNG OUT OF HIM. With his skin still in her mouth, Zahra GRINNED AT HIM.
LIKE A SNAKE.
HISS HISS.
When she finally released him from her TOOTHY-GRASP, Zahra explained, "BETTER A SNAKE THAN A PUFFER." So YEAH.
AND NO SHE DIDN'T KNOW, BUT WHO CARED ANYMORE. You wanna know who else was weird?
That guy. Star man. Why was he in here? Hitting on the HoH probz? Probz. Zahra searched around the room for Mikey, noticed some of the dramaz of a kid being dead or something, and finally back to Star Man.
Sticks and marshmallows though? "I NEED A STICK!" Definitely. ZAHRA FIRST. STICK ME, STAR MAN! Quote:
Originally Posted by Syd Lana giggled, but it soon turned into a real laugh at Tag's enthusiasm. She liked him, she did. He was fun. And he thought her joke was funny, which made him smart. All good things in Lana's book. She beamed when he complimented her name. "Yeah! Go us! That's so cool. I've never met anyone with the same name as me, and I bet you haven't either, right? That means we're really cool." As far as she was concerned.
She nodded, smiling again at what the older boy said. "You're right! I'll be thirteen. And thirteen is basically an adult, which means that I'll look old and not like a first year." She wrinkled her nose, making a face. Thirteen also had other upsides, but she didn't think Tag cared that she could kiss boys when she turned thirteen. She tapped his arm when he said how old he was. "I know older people." Obviously. But still. "It's your last year, then? Are you excited? Or sad? I'd probably be sad. But I don't know yet, of course." She sighed. Oh, to be seventeen and leaving Hogwarts.
S'mores! Yes, she heard Professor Flamsteed yelling about them. So when Tag suggested they get some, Lana nodded. She took a step toward the Astronomy teacher before remembering her plate of food. She deliberated for a moment on how to handle this situation before finishing off her drink, throwing away the cup, and grabbing her plate. She beamed up at Tag to show him that she was ready before marching off in the direction of s'mores. Yes, Professor. She'd like a marshmallow please. Quote:
Originally Posted by ArianaBlack AH AGAIN WITH THE VIOLENCE. And she wasn't just BITING him. SHE WAS SINKING HER TEETH IN HIS ARM. AHHHH. So much for walking away unbruised. Zander would've hit her in an act of self defense. But he can't hit a girl. Can he? No, that's not allowed. He'd probably end up in azkaban.... Or worse, detention in the dungeons! So instead he did the only thing he could think of doing. Tugged his arm away. BUT DANG, this girl had some power in that bite.
OWwwwwwww. The tugging only made it worse. "GET IT OFF." Once she did release, WHICH TOOK FOREVER, there were bite marks left over and blood. HOW!? "NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" IT'S BLEEDING. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? ARE YOU? Girls are stupid.
He let out an audible groan.
YES. HE VOLUNTEERS. ZANDER VOLUNTEERS AS TRIBUTE. Anything that will get him as FAR away as possible from that evil little girl [*pointed look at Zahra*]. Maybe he could even use the stick to STICK HER IN THE EYE. After all his arm was STILL bleeding. "I would like one professor. But you might want to keep the sticks away from SOME people [*pointed look at Zahra x2*] because SOME of us like to use violence instead of words. HMPH." Quote:
Originally Posted by PhoenixStar
It was the end of the discussion just like that? Aubrey had never been able to do anything other than clean with a broom and as soon as she heard about flying at Diagon Alley she was stoked. It would be safe to say that flying was the thing that she was looking forward to the most. "What other cool stuff will we get to do?" she asked a little defeated.
She was ready to move on the the food. At least THAT wouldn't let her down. Where was her stick? AJ looked at the guy who kept going on about the sticks, but had yet to give her one. "Yoohoo... me, pick me!" Did she have to beg for it?
While her sister got her memory together, AJ took it upon herself to get to know Benjamin a bit better. "So Benjamin, how's it going?" He didn't talk very much and AJ thought that was kind of weird, but only because she herself loved to talk sooo much that she couldn't wrap her head around why others may not feel the same way as her. "How old are you? How do you like being in Gryffindor?" She hoped that all of her questions weren't making him uneasy. "Did you wanna roast with us?" Because he totally could if he wanted to.
The first year was liking the way that Lex was saying that the real party would stop once the professors were out of here. She was really liking the sound of that. Not that they were really hurting anything and the were roasting food on a stick so that was always a bonus. "Okay." Yay. She wanted to grab a stick and roast with her, but why wouldn't she? Who would really say no to food in any form?
Aubrey Valentine was impressive, the older girl had just confirmed it. "Oh yeah, I remember different people telling me things that the hat took into consideration so I guess that would be true." Abby was very different from her in so many ways. It kind of sucked that she was in a different house, but at the same time it was nice to have a little independence from her sister. Sure, Angel was here with her but it was one less sister to deal with.
When were the professors going to be leaving. She had to try to hide a yawn. She did NOT want to look lame in front of the cool older girl. Quote:
Originally Posted by Team ronmione Look at her! She was adorable. Tag was liking her 'Go *insert a word here*' whenever she said it. It was so different and random, he enjoyed it. "No. No other Tag's I've known of. Exactly, because no one else has our names we're automatically cool!" Totally made sense, and it was logical too. Ok? Okay.
Tag smiled at Lana. Thirteen wasn't an adult, but he wouldn't tell her that, she seemed excited to be turning 'adult' soon. So Tag just went along with the flow. "Yeah, thirteen is almost being an adult, and it means you can do really fun things and if you get in trouble you can just say 'Adults can never get in trouble'." Tag said. Only, don't do that in front of Professors, they may not like the sass. "Don't say that in front of Professors, though." He warned her, giving her a little point of the finger. Oh. Then, the whole 'how do you feel about graduating' like question. Which Tag had never really thought of much. "I don't think I'm sad or happy, I think I'm just more nervous for the future, you know? Hogwarts is like a safe place. You know you'll always go to school, and see your friends. But after Hogwarts it seems harder? Like you're more on your own and have to figure things out by yourself." That's what he felt about it.
The blonde watched Lana. Apparently tonight was 'this bloody plate was getting in my way' night. But Lana was smart enough to finish her juice so she could still keep her plate. He smiled at her and then followed her to Flamsteed. "We'd like to try and make some s'mores Professor." Tag said to the man, giving him a smile. So sticks and marshmallows and graham crackers, pass them over spaceman. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
The Professor would need some work trying to hide the amused look. He'd been wearing it all evening and she was beginning to think that she'd become a big joke without really knowing HOW. Lex couldn't remember the Professor being this mean. Only joking, she wasn't that sensitive. Still, a little heads up would have saved her all the trouble. She could have gotten caught on the way up. "Surprize, right, it's definitely a surprize." But that would be her only comment on the matter because like he said, she'd be enjoying this festive stuff....er....as soon as he fixed Louis.
Or, you know, he could just leave him like that, it wouldn't be any skin off her back. Lex happened to LAIK being the only Prefect last year, this was hardly a problem...minus the looks the Professor was giving. Him and Professor Bentley.
The Gryffindor happily stepped out of the way, resisting the urge to get that last kick out. If the Professor knew what he was doing then by all means. While she suspected she was meant to show even a lick of remorse for what she did, the girl couldn't help but have her hand shoot up at the mention of s'mores. S'mores > Botlon. The simplest equation out there. "I'll have some! And...I assume he'll be alright, yeah?" SEE?? SHE COULD PRETEND TO CARE WHEN NEEDED. Ahem. "Yet." Lex corrected, though she was sure they wouldn't. This set proved to be a lot more 'chill' than previous ones. It wasn't like way back when they had people like Vickers and Elliot who believed and tried getting others to believe in the superiority of their house. Pfft. Right. "Doesn't matter, you're with us now so we're practically family. Think that's a rule somewhere." An unwritten one maybe.
And did she just say the ghost was 'okay'. Lex's mouth nearly fell open but she was more composed than that so she merely nodded. In her memory Sir Nicholas didn't talk funny but then her brain worked differently so maybe he did. "Did he share the story of why he's nearly headless?" That was a good one though she could tell it wasn't one of his favourites...understandably so.
Glancing over, she spotted Ezra had already gotten himself a seat and was gesturing to them. Lex nodded toward him, drawing the girl's attention to him. "Looks like he saved us seats. You coming?" She asked, before heading over and flopping next to him. BRING ON THE SUGAR! Well........"I don't think being a Prefect short would be too bad. It was like that last term and I mean...if Bolton doesn't wake up I reckon we'll have to go right back to that." Er....not that she WAS hoping he wouldn't wake up or anything. Nah, that would have been bad form right there and let's face it, she was too young for Azkaban, don't you think? Besides, she'd have to listen to Delilah going on and on about her outting her boyfriend and as appealing as that all sounded, she'd have rathered not. Funny how the Professor thought she was joking about that convincing herself thing.
OH and her plan for Lottie was a go! "Excellent! Can't wait--oh and I do still get that snargaluff, right? Now that I even got myself an 'E' in Herbology? I'm all kinds of competent. Won't get myself eaten, honest." Now getting others eaten was a different story, one she probably shouldn't comment on. Just saying.
You know...she'd never actually thought of it that way but what if Mikey was right? What if the threat was really just a part of something bigger? Had to admit that was an interesting thought right there. "Maybe...kinda like when they got us ice-cream that one year then tried feeding us to the dementors." That hadn't been a very good term. Not at all. Couldn't even enjoy the ice-cream proper. "Guess it's gonna be another term of keeping our eyes peeled and trying not to die. Should be easy enough with all the Aurors around." If push came to shove Lex was positive the Headmistress would sacrifice them in an effort to save the students so their chances of survival already increased greatly. Would you look at that.
She could see a sentence lost of Mikey's lips and followed his gaze with her own eyes. What she saw didn't surprize her and it didn't seem to surprize him either. How could it? He must have known Zahra REALLY well by now.
Lex shrugged at his question. "Yeah, looks like it, but only by default. I'll be off age by the time summer rolls around again." An exciting thought might she add. Magic outside school, she'd been waiting on this for ages.
Having already agreed to roast with her but not willing to leave Ezra after he'd offered her a seat, Lex made a compromise, ushering the girl over to take the seat next to her. Then she'd be able to roast marshmallows and enjoy it with them both and they could make friends and everything would be grand. See how that worked?
She gave a firm nod at the girl's words. "Yup. The hat knows what it's looking for. I thought I had what it took to be a Ravenclaw before I got sorted but I like what the hat saw better." Looking back, it was hilarious. Lex was no Ravenclaw, not by a long shot, but it was okay. She'd come to quickly learn that she didn't want to be anything but a Gryffinor anyway.
Op and someone was getting tired. It was expected, today'd been a long one. Long train ride, long feast and now this. She suspected they'd all be spent. Quote:
Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship S'MORES! REALLY?! Emmylou bouced a little before running over to the voice that had said it. Fooooooooood! "Really?" She had to ask just once because she honestly didn't believe it. "Is it alright if I have some?" Was that a stupid question? Emmylou looked around the common room while listening to Alexa speak. The Prefect had her attention at candy. Candy was the best food in the world. No! The universe. Why couldn't candy and junk food be healthy? Mostly candy though. "Candy is the best way to throw the best party ever but so is junk food. I prefer candy though." Emmylou smiled. She was fully in the conversation now...not that she wasn't before.
Emmylou nodded. "No, no. I have a few other friends that call me Em so it's perfectly alright." Emmy smiled, she was really alright with a lot of nicknames or new nicknames just as long as they're not mean ones. Emmy's ocean blue eyes lit up when her accent was noticed, there was the second person to figure it out but she was the first to ask what her accent was. "Yes, American. I'm from Alabama." Emmylou was proud of where she was born and raised. She wondered if it was strange for American's to go to Hogwarts but Kace was from Kansas and he had been here for four terms so maybe it was totally strange. YOU GET A STICK! AND YOU GET A STICK! AND YOU! AND YOU! EVERYONE GETS A STICK!
The way the Astronomy professor was passing out roasting sticks was slightly reminiscent of the way he had seen his muggle dentist handing out tooth brushes to children. Only these were much better than some tooth brush. Couldn't roast a marshmallow on one of those. Plastic would melt and make a real mess.
He hadn't actually seen any of the biting taking place, his attention being elsewhere at the time, and ....well...he had already handed Miss Kettleburn a stick by the time Mr. Adair had said something. "There will be no whacking or poking or dueling of any sort," he warned, his voice serious. "Real collector's item here. Bought them from a vintage muggle hobby shop." So...any damage done to them would result in some serious consequences.
SERIOUS consequences.
And then Mr. Kildare was talking about......s'mores? What were those? No matter, he handed the seventh year and the young lioness with him a stick before turning his attention to his colleague.
"It is quite a simple process really," he explained to Seren. "First you shove a marshmallow on the end of the stick and put it in the fire. Not directly in though, unless you fancy the burnt flavor."
His marshmallow secured, the astronomer gingerly inched it towards the fire place and waited.
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