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Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: lost in the mountain
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Periwinkle Evie Paeng
Slytherin Fifth Year |  Bre Bear | Asherine | Whisper | Kemmy | Raeney | Madyra | Bumble Bee
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Originally Posted by Freyr  Alaric’s gray eyes widened as he listened, leaning forward slightly, his curiosity plain on his face. He smiled when Periwinkle mentioned Ilvermorny.
“Wow, Ilvermorny sounds amazing,” he said, his voice laced with wonder. “Forests and mountains? That sounds like something out of one of those adventure books! Did you ever see anything really cool in the forest? Like magical creatures or hidden ruins or something?”
When she talked about her sister and her move back to Scotland, he nodded thoughtfully. “That’s really nice of your sister to take care of you like that. It must be fun to live somewhere with so many traditions. Thanksgiving sounds cool too! What’s your favorite part about it?” he asked, his enthusiasm clear.
At the mention of Hogwarts feeling alive, Alaric grinned and gestured around the Great Hall. “I know what you mean. I mean, the moving staircases alone make it feel like it’s got a mind of its own! I haven’t figured out how anyone doesn’t get lost yet. Do you think there are any secret passageways?”
He paused for a moment before adding, “It’s cool having someone here who knows a bit more about magic schools and stuff. You’ve probably got all sorts of stories, and I bet Hogwarts will give you a ton more. It’s nice having someone to talk to who’s still figuring things out too.”
His grin widened slightly. “And if you ever find something magical or cool in the castle, promise you’ll tell me about it, okay?” “I haven’t seen any ruins, sadly,” she said, her voice soft with thought. “I think there are some around here, but I’m not sure.” Her eyes sparkled as she continued, “The one creature that truly stood out to me, though, was the Wampus. I only saw one once, but it was unforgettable. Did you know Ilvermorny even named a house after them? They’re such powerful and mysterious creatures.”
She paused, letting the memory wash over her. The Wampus had moved with an almost otherworldly grace, its luminous eyes holding secrets of the wild.Peri sighed, a smile spreading across her face. “There’s something about being out here, surrounded by all this untamed beauty. The mountains and forests feel so comforting, like they’re alive and watching over us.”
Her voice softened as she spoke, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "My sister is the best. She’s taken care of me for so long, and honestly, I don’t think I’d have the strength to do the same if I were in her shoes." There was a flicker of admiration in her eyes, a quiet acknowledgment of her sister’s resilience.
Her gaze shifted as she continued, her tone brightening. "My favorite memories are about family—being together. My older half-siblings would come over for Thanksgiving, and it was always the best time. They’re amazing, you know? They’ve taught me so much over the years." Her words carried warmth, a deep affection for the people who shaped her. She tilted her head slightly, curiosity lighting up her expression. "What about you? Do you have any family traditions?" She leaned forward just a little, genuinely interested in his answer. There was something comforting about sharing these small, personal pieces of life—like weaving two stories together, one thread at a time.
Periwinkle's twirled her hair with her finger "Can you imagine?" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm. "Secret passageways! Hidden rooms! Oh, I bet there are sooooo many! This place is ancient, like, seriously ancient. Just think of all the wizards and witches who’ve been here before us, leaving behind their secrets, their stories!"
She practically bounced in her seat, her mind racing with possibilities. "What if there’s a hidden library filled with forbidden spells? Or a room that leads to a treasure trove of magical artifacts? Oh! What if there’s a tunnel that takes you straight to Hogsmeade without anyone knowing?!" Periwinkle clapped her hands together, her grin stretching ear to ear. "This castle has seen so much—duels, adventures, mysteries! There’s just *got* to be secret spots everywhere. I bet even the walls are hiding something." She leaned in conspiratorially, whispering to Alaric, "We *have* to find them. Imagine the stories we could uncover!"
Peri’s dark brown eyes sparkled as she spoke, her energy contagious. “I don’t know as much as I’d like to about magic,” she admitted, her hands gesturing animatedly, “but my sister? Oh, she’s a total genius when it comes to that stuff. She’s a Ravenclaw—like, the epitome of Ravenclaw—so you can imagine how ridiculously smart she is. If we ever get stuck, I can just write to her. She always has the answers!”
Her excitement bubbled over as she switched gears. “But you know what? Stories are my thing! I’ve got so many ideas swirling in my head, I can barely keep up. Someday, I’m going to be a writer—like, a real one! I haven’t decided yet if I’ll write epic fiction or dive into journalism, uncovering the world’s secrets. Maybe I’ll do both! Why not, right? The world’s full of possibilities!” She leaned forward, her enthusiasm lighting up the room. “Imagine it—bookshelves lined with my stories, people reading my words on their morning commute or curled up by the fire. Doesn’t that sound amazing? Ugh, I can’t wait!” Her grin was unstoppable, her dreams as vivid as the stars she hoped to reach.
Periwinkle’s eyes widened as she grinned at Alaric. “I promise, you’ll be the very first person I tell if I see anything amazing!” she said, practically bouncing on her toes. The castle was full of secrets, and Periwinkle had always loved the idea of uncovering them. Hidden passageways, forgotten treasures, or maybe even a mysterious creature lurking in the shadows—it was all so thrilling to imagine.
The castle seemed to hum with potential, as if it too was waiting for its secrets to be uncovered. Periwinkle felt a buzz of energy in her chest. This was going to be the start of something incredible—she just knew it!
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maybe that plane wouldn't ever take off maybe that dust wouldn't fly off the drive
maybe that tumbleweed and me wouldn't leave every other sunrise
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