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sweetpinkpixie · 02-21-2023, 01:47 PM

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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

It was a good thing that she wasn’t lost in her thoughts enough to not notice the crunch of footsteps on the snow, else Nadia might have started at the presence of the other girl. “Maybe….” Snow bees at least might be interesting. She wasn’t actually sure she ever wanted to be too close to a werewolf…when they were in wolf form anyway. Her courage and charging into dangerous adventures only lasted soo far. “But wouldn’t they have better enchantments on it that making it just look abandoned?” Like the spell that made muggles think the school was a pile of ruins. This way the place still made people curious about it.

At least the witches and wizards you would find around Hogsmeade.

“It’s alright…” she assured her companion, turning away from the Shrieking Shack. If she herself had to remember EVERYONE’s name in all of Hogwarts, she would say it would be impossible. Even her own house. So, she wouldn’t expect someone that hadn’t been properly introduced to her to know her name right of the bat on seeing her again. The Gryffindor wasn’t even sure how the professors managed to keep them all straight over time. “I’m Nadia…nice to meet you,” she greeted before adding as an afterthought. "Gryffindor by the way." Seeing as people sometimes liked to know your house right of the bat.

Anna had spent maaaaaaaaaany a minute thinking about what it would be like to spend time with a werewolf in either human or wolf form. In fact, she had BIG dreams of creating a sort of community outreach and had been collecting wolfsbane seeds whenever she happened upon them. A more organized person would have separated these seeds from all other seeds, maybe in one of those nifty little medicine cases some people had for keeping track of their monthly pharmaceuticals, but Anna was not that kind of person. Instead she had a sack tucked into her sock drawer that was chalk full of every variety of seeds. It was the absolute worst when it opened up totally of its own accord and spilled a little in the drawer only for her to walk around with great discomfort thanks to seeds imbedded into her socks. Hopefully none of them had been wolfsbane seeds - she was pretty sure they hadn't been. "Enchantments?" The second year had become entirely too distracted thinking about snow bees and the music their buzzing and humming would make, like Christmas carols, and she had only heard maybe a third of that whole thought from her new friend. "On the Shrieking Shack to make it look that way?" she asked with a very poignant jab in its direction. "I'm pretty sure it just looks that way and they keep it that way for historical purposes and authenticity. It IS a historical artifact, afterall. Which really makes all this hullabaloo about it being off limits a little nonsensical because isn't it best to live and experience our history first have rather than wave at it from the sidelines?"

Anna usually sounded like she knew precisely what she was talking about...even when she did not have the foggiest idea. Right now was...kind of sort of a little of both. Possibly.

"Nadia is SUCH a pretty name. Like...a princess..." Which she was in this one muggle story Anna had seen...or read...or something somewhere once. An Atlantean princess with a special jewel necklace. The jewel was called Blue Water, if memory served her right AND it usually did. Just a pity she wasn't meeting this Nadia near any water. Or...well...technically snow WAS water just in a frozen form, which meant that this Nadia could be Anna's Nadia of the Frozen White Waters. "Oh, I mean, it's a pleasure to meet you too. And learn your name properly, Nadia," Anna beamed while extending her hand this time to offer a hand shake. Or a high five. Or whatever Nadia fancied in greeting really. "I'm in Hufflepuff, which is a mild bummer only because our common rooms are so far apart."

02-21-2023, 01:47 PM	#10 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,796 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Walles Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline It was a good thing that she wasn’t lost in her thoughts enough to not notice the crunch of footsteps on the snow, else Nadia might have started at the presence of the other girl. “Maybe….” Snow bees at least might be interesting. She wasn’t actually sure she ever wanted to be too close to a werewolf…when they were in wolf form anyway. Her courage and charging into dangerous adventures only lasted soo far. “But wouldn’t they have better enchantments on it that making it just look abandoned?” Like the spell that made muggles think the school was a pile of ruins. This way the place still made people curious about it. At least the witches and wizards you would find around Hogsmeade. “It’s alright…” she assured her companion, turning away from the Shrieking Shack. If she herself had to remember EVERYONE’s name in all of Hogwarts, she would say it would be impossible. Even her own house. So, she wouldn’t expect someone that hadn’t been properly introduced to her to know her name right of the bat on seeing her again. The Gryffindor wasn’t even sure how the professors managed to keep them all straight over time. “I’m Nadia…nice to meet you,” she greeted before adding as an afterthought. "Gryffindor by the way." Seeing as people sometimes liked to know your house right of the bat. Anna had spent maaaaaaaaaany a minute thinking about what it would be like to spend time with a werewolf in either human or wolf form. In fact, she had BIG dreams of creating a sort of community outreach and had been collecting wolfsbane seeds whenever she happened upon them. A more organized person would have separated these seeds from all other seeds, maybe in one of those nifty little medicine cases some people had for keeping track of their monthly pharmaceuticals, but Anna was not that kind of person. Instead she had a sack tucked into her sock drawer that was chalk full of every variety of seeds. It was the absolute worst when it opened up totally of its own accord and spilled a little in the drawer only for her to walk around with great discomfort thanks to seeds imbedded into her socks. Hopefully none of them had been wolfsbane seeds - she was pretty sure they hadn't been. "Enchantments?" The second year had become entirely too distracted thinking about snow bees and the music their buzzing and humming would make, like Christmas carols, and she had only heard maybe a third of that whole thought from her new friend. "On the Shrieking Shack to make it look that way?" she asked with a very poignant jab in its direction. "I'm pretty sure it just looks that way and they keep it that way for historical purposes and authenticity. It IS a historical artifact, afterall. Which really makes all this hullabaloo about it being off limits a little nonsensical because isn't it best to live and experience our history first have rather than wave at it from the sidelines?" Anna usually sounded like she knew precisely what she was talking about...even when she did not have the foggiest idea. Right now was...kind of sort of a little of both. Possibly. "Nadia is SUCH a pretty name. Like...a princess..." Which she was in this one muggle story Anna had seen...or read...or something somewhere once. An Atlantean princess with a special jewel necklace. The jewel was called Blue Water, if memory served her right AND it usually did. Just a pity she wasn't meeting this Nadia near any water. Or...well...technically snow WAS water just in a frozen form, which meant that this Nadia could be Anna's Nadia of the Frozen White Waters. "Oh, I mean, it's a pleasure to meet you too. And learn your name properly, Nadia," Anna beamed while extending her hand this time to offer a hand shake. Or a high five. Or whatever Nadia fancied in greeting really. "I'm in Hufflepuff, which is a mild bummer only because our common rooms are so far apart." __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes