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griffin · 01-06-2016, 07:55 AM

SPOILER!!: Haddie

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Originally Posted by Callie

The libraries, both the Hogwarts' and the Eagle library in the Ravenclaw common room quickly grew to be some of Haddie's favorite places in Hogwarts, much to her own dismay. Her favorite places were libraries. Seriously what the heck? I mean, neither were like Libraries she'd been in back in the muggle world, but still.

It was another sword of doubt in her steadfast conviction that the sorting hat was an idiot on top of being a jerk. And that she was the lioness she's always seen herself as. Not an Eagle. Despite that though, she still found herself in the libraries whenever she wasn't hanging out with friends, or in classes, or sleeping, or eating, or ~~---~~Haddie glanced around her~~---~~ or doing something the prefects wouldn't be too happy about.

She wasn't a nerd though. Or a brainiac. No way. Uh-huh. She was only in the Hogwarts library to figure out how one becomes an animagus, a newly set goal of hers, and one that was a bit tricky to figure out. Or trying to figure out what sort of spells she'd need to do to pull off some of her more... ehhhhhh, colorful ideas. Yeah, colorful works.

And it wasn't the Eagle Library even. It was the attached art nook, that she coveted. It was a serene and surreal place, with a gorgeous view, and the lulls of the wind outside the tower that would remind her of the San Andreas winds back home. A place that seemed saturated with creativity and inspiration. Some days she'd paint, trying to hone her skills as an artist, crucial for an idea she had, as well as figure out how to make the living art that hung everywhere in Hogwarts. She'd really have to talk to Professor Finch about that.

Other days, like today, she's sit on the raised back of the chairs, leaning against the wall so she could stare out the window as she wrote in that journal of hers with the silver letters that read Hadley Denaker's Book of Ideas, and in smaller silver letters underneath, Not for you. No one, not even Rachel or Ailsa were allowed to peek in that journal. On these days, like she was currently doing, she spent more time staring out the window than writing or sketching in her book.

The library in the Ravenclaw common room was the best place ever. They had a library in the common room. It was a dream come true. So many books that she could read right here. The art nook was also a brilliant place. Penelope liked to draw in the art nook. There was a spectacular view out the window of the grounds, the lake, the forbidden forest, the quidditch pitch, the herbology greenhouses, and a tent. A tent? Weird. "Why is there a tent in the middle of the grounds?" That would be going in the mysteries that should be investigated section of her questions notebook. She was pretty sure that it hadn't been there last year, and it didn't really look like it belonged there. Penelope pulled out her questions notebook to write questions about the tent.

Penelope approached the spot where Haddie was sitting. "Hi Haddie!" It was a good spot to sit, one that Penelope had found to be great for reading, thinking, and writing in her journal when there weren't too many people around. "They have charms to prevent people from reading your journal." She had charms on her journal so no one else could read it. Most people would not be able to open it, as they would need to know the counter spells. Anyone who would go as fas as stealing someone's journal and trying to perform counter spells on the protective measures was a creep and deserved detention. The charm should work just fine to protect the secrets of a teenage witch. She wasn't disturbing Haddie from thinking, was she? Along with calling people stupid, disrupting the thought process when one was thinking about something important was one of the worst things anyone could do.

01-06-2016, 07:55 AM	#6 (permalink)
griffin DMAC & DERP Snidget Join Date: Mar 2014 Posts: 2,710 Hogwarts RPG Name: Devin James Horton Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Deanna Joyce Horton Gryffindor Second Year x1	Teapot Occamy\| gryphons&giraffes&goats,OH MY \| chaser of the truth \| flutiful❧ SPOILER!!: Haddie Quote: Originally Posted by Callie The libraries, both the Hogwarts' and the Eagle library in the Ravenclaw common room quickly grew to be some of Haddie's favorite places in Hogwarts, much to her own dismay. Her favorite places were libraries. Seriously what the heck? I mean, neither were like Libraries she'd been in back in the muggle world, but still. It was another sword of doubt in her steadfast conviction that the sorting hat was an idiot on top of being a jerk. And that she was the lioness she's always seen herself as. Not an Eagle. Despite that though, she still found herself in the libraries whenever she wasn't hanging out with friends, or in classes, or sleeping, or eating, or ~~---~~Haddie glanced around her~~---~~ or doing something the prefects wouldn't be too happy about. She wasn't a nerd though. Or a brainiac. No way. Uh-huh. She was only in the Hogwarts library to figure out how one becomes an animagus, a newly set goal of hers, and one that was a bit tricky to figure out. Or trying to figure out what sort of spells she'd need to do to pull off some of her more... ehhhhhh, colorful ideas. Yeah, colorful works. And it wasn't the Eagle Library even. It was the attached art nook, that she coveted. It was a serene and surreal place, with a gorgeous view, and the lulls of the wind outside the tower that would remind her of the San Andreas winds back home. A place that seemed saturated with creativity and inspiration. Some days she'd paint, trying to hone her skills as an artist, crucial for an idea she had, as well as figure out how to make the living art that hung everywhere in Hogwarts. She'd really have to talk to Professor Finch about that. Other days, like today, she's sit on the raised back of the chairs, leaning against the wall so she could stare out the window as she wrote in that journal of hers with the silver letters that read Hadley Denaker's Book of Ideas, and in smaller silver letters underneath, Not for you. No one, not even Rachel or Ailsa were allowed to peek in that journal. On these days, like she was currently doing, she spent more time staring out the window than writing or sketching in her book. The library in the Ravenclaw common room was the best place ever. They had a library in the common room. It was a dream come true. So many books that she could read right here. The art nook was also a brilliant place. Penelope liked to draw in the art nook. There was a spectacular view out the window of the grounds, the lake, the forbidden forest, the quidditch pitch, the herbology greenhouses, and a tent. A tent? Weird. "Why is there a tent in the middle of the grounds?" That would be going in the mysteries that should be investigated section of her questions notebook. She was pretty sure that it hadn't been there last year, and it didn't really look like it belonged there. Penelope pulled out her questions notebook to write questions about the tent. Penelope approached the spot where Haddie was sitting. "Hi Haddie!" It was a good spot to sit, one that Penelope had found to be great for reading, thinking, and writing in her journal when there weren't too many people around. "They have charms to prevent people from reading your journal." She had charms on her journal so no one else could read it. Most people would not be able to open it, as they would need to know the counter spells. Anyone who would go as fas as stealing someone's journal and trying to perform counter spells on the protective measures was a creep and deserved detention. The charm should work just fine to protect the secrets of a teenage witch. She wasn't disturbing Haddie from thinking, was she? Along with calling people stupid, disrupting the thought process when one was thinking about something important was one of the worst things anyone could do. __________________