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**Wilber Winterbottom** · #1 (**permalink**) 12-27-2022, 12:45 AM

For those who belong in Ravenclaw House, in the middle of the Great Hall is where your table awaits. Blue banners containing an embroidered bronze eagle float above the polished table in honour of the wise Rowena Ravenclaw. Already placed on the tables are silver plates with accompanying cutlery and goblets. All that is missing right now are the mountains of food and pitchers containing your favourite beverages.

Though your stomach might be growling as you take a seat on one of the long benches next to the table, it is important to not get hangry -- gnawing your arm away or jabbing your fork repeatedly on the surface of the table will do no good whatsoever. Give everyone some time to get settled in and wait for Headmaster Winterbottom to deliver his speech. Keep yourself preoccupied by catching up with your fellow housemates until it is time to sink your teeth into the hearty and delicious meal prepared by the house-elves.

FearlessLeader19 · 04-03-2025, 11:13 PM

Arm-in-arm with Dio, Kritti strolled towards the Ravenclaw table. As she did so, she couldn’t help but think that he was going to, after this evening, miss out on the tradition of him, her and two of his siblings making their way to the Feasts together. Kritti was going to miss that but on the bright side, she would still have Hermy and Thena.

Arriving at the Table, she took a seat while admiring the red and gold decor that graced the Hall. A pity it was not Ravenclaw colours but the Lions had done mighty well to secure the House Cup. The Gobstones Cup as well. Thinking about Gobstones made her thoughts go back to how Dio had played his heart out for the Claws. Obviously Kritti was proud of the boyfriend; she always would be. With that in mind, she lightly leaned against him.

Charely Potter · 04-04-2025, 02:58 AM

Dio arrived cheesing as he was joined by his girlfriend, Kritti, arm-in-arm. Usually, Thena and Hermy claimed each of his arms but they've been mostly respectful on him and Kritti's time. He wasn't paying much attention to the Great Hall's decorations. He did his best, but it was nice that Ravenclaw ended up 2nd in both Quidditch and Gobstones Cup. And 3rd place wasn't that bad of a year to finish off.

When he sat down, he continued grinning at Kritti leaning into him. This was the best. His rival seemed to be no where in sight, which was splendid for the two here. The unfortunate thing was, he was leaving Hogwarts for good now and Kritti will be here the next year without him. "Are you cold?" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder in case she was. "Did your parents okay you having dinner with us? Thor said it was a pretty important dinner." He had a sneaking suspicion what that dinner entailed when he insisted everyone join in.

sweetpinkpixie · 04-05-2025, 03:51 AM

Iris Harden arrived at the End-of-Term Feast with the same quiet intent she brought to most things that weren’t cursed, coded, or crying out for interpretation. While the Great Hall was ablaze with Gryffindor red and gold, she didn’t offer it more than a glance. The House Cup. The Gobstones Cup. The Quidditch Cup. All flashy, all loud, and all measuring types of success that had nothing or little to do with academic brilliance or uncovering the symbolic evolution of a stasis charm across Slavic magical tradition. Though it was nice that Ravenclaw had at least inched out victory over Hufflepuff in at least some of those Cups so she could pester her brother about them.

She weaved toward the Ravenclaw table, casting the occasional polite nod toward familiar faces but keeping mostly to herself. In her arms was her newest obsession: 'Veins of Gold: A Socio-Magical Cartography of Forgotten Leylines' by Cassandra Vérité, a book so niche it didn’t even have a dedicated shelf in the library—it had been misfiled behind 'Quidditch Through the Ages' and the blonde had practically gasped when she found it. Some lazy peer or another of hers was making nasty work of the library shelves - or Peeves was. She wasn’t sulking or purposefully being antisocial, just... observing. Processing. Categorizing. That was until—

Her stride subtly slowed, chin tilting up ever so slightly when she spotted Kritti and Dio sitting side by side, leaning into one another like a perfectly-balanced scale. It wasn’t the obvious affection that caught her, but the comfort in it. Kritti looked wholly unbothered as she tucked into Dio’s side, and he didn’t even blink before wrapping an arm around her. Casual. Natural. Like there was nothing strange at all about touching someone else like that on purpose. Iris blinked. Then blinked again.

Her fingers tightened just slightly around the spine of her book. That sort of closeness—the easy, physical familiarity—was something she’d read about in passing, often buried under layers of metaphor or implied tension in her more gothic-leaning fiction. And of course she had grown up watching that kind of effortless affection from her parents’ interactions...though it did flicker on and off these days. She observed it, Nyle felt it. Things like their mum’s hand reaching instinctively for their dad’s, dad sometimes flinching just slightly before folding his fingers around mum's. The curse that had once gripped his soul had left gaps, not just in memory but in confidence, and Iris had seen how guilt made him hesitate...as if love and even basic affection was something he had to re-earn. It made those quiet moments between them all the more precious… and all the more complicated too. She understood it as a concept, a biological impulse, a behavioral reinforcement loop. But that didn’t explain the little flicker that traveled down her spine at the memory of JT’s hand held out for hers, unprompted, at the start of their blind-not-so-blind date and what that meant for his summer invitation.

…She’d been ~~gawking~~ starring longer than strictly necessary, hadn’t she?

Iris gave her head the faintest shake as if to clear static. She had a book. She had facts. She did not have time to theorize about how warm his hand had been, or how he’d said she looked beautiful even without her glasses, which she had definitely only ever taken off to shower and sleep since that day—fashion be hexed.

She sat down at the table, opened to chapter four ('Energy Doesn’t Disappear, It Relocates: Leylines and Emotional Resonance'), and tried very hard not to glance back at the couple across the hall.

FearlessLeader19 · 04-05-2025, 03:45 PM

Let it be known that Krittika was very grateful to Hermy and Thena when it came to her sharing Dio’s arms and time. She knew how important he was to both of them and so she too had made up her mind to be mindful of ensuring the siblings had their time with each other when they needed it. Now, the fact that Dio considered Justus his rival still would make Kritti giggle. She’d remind Dio that Justus hadn’t been his competition for the longest while, long before they saw him on a date in Hogsmeade.

The sixth year would miss this for the entirety of her final year, the concern Dio always showed for her wellbeing. “Nope, I feel just right,’’ she reassured, smiling up at him as she snuggled in his arm. A voice in her head reminded her that she couldn’t snuggle too much since Professor Carton was sure to descend upon the table with a warning. A pity; her favourite guy was remarkably comfy. “Mum and dad did. You know there’s no need for me to ask them twice.” Her family knew how close she was with the entire Laramore family. “If Thor says it's important and he wants everyone to be there then it must mean he plans on proposing to Shim.” Kritti grinned, showing her dimples. She was quite sure she was right, and figured that Dio suspected the true nature of the dinner too. “How exciting for them both! It’s rather unexpected but nice that your family has grown in such a short time, don’t you think?” There was Shim, followed by Thor then by the twins.

Still paying attention to her surroundings, mostly the arrival of her Housemates, Kritti shifted her gaze so that it found Iris first. She wasn’t sure why the younger girl was staring at her and Dio but Kritti sent her a dimpled smile. Was Iris alright? She must be, Kritti decided after a bit because it came as no surprise when she eventually went off to give her book attention.

Kolyander · 04-05-2025, 06:24 PM

Her first ever year at Hogwarts was over. Almost. There was still this feast to be had but... She would be on the train home in the morning! Gabriella was beyond thrilled to be heading home to her mama. She had big big plans for summer break. Like for starters... Getting to go back home to Romania to see her papa and the rest of her family! Hogwarts has been grand but she really did miss where she had grown up.

Gabs grinned brightly at her fellow blue and bronze family as she slid herself into an empty spot at their house table. "Good evening everyone! Is this feast as large as the start of term feast was?" This was important because as a growing girl she needed her food! Plus it was always fun seeing how close the meals served by the house elves came to being like her mums. Not everything was like back home buuuuuut it was all still really yummy!

Now, she had another super important question for them all! "What's everyone doing this summer?"

Zoe · 04-05-2025, 07:48 PM

Rajan sat at the Ravenclaw table, his eyes flickering between the lively conversations and the golden plates. The Great Hall was alive with excitement—though Ravenclaw hadn't taken the House Cup this year, Rajan couldn't bring himself to feel disappointed. He learned loads of new spells and had done fairly well on the Gobstones team, and just being part of Hogwarts felt like an achievement on its own.

First year was over. It had felt like both a lifetime and the blink of an eye. He had arrived nervous, unsure of what to expect, but now, sitting here at the feast, a quiet pride settled in him. He'd made it through and made plenty of friends along the way. But the best part was knowing that this summer, he'd get to return home, to the bustle of his family, the scent of spices in the air, and there was the promise of going to visit India and be reunited with the flavours of his nani's paneer makhani.

Rajan looked up from his empty plate, wondering how long it would late for the food to appear, as Gabriella spoke. He smiled—it was hard not to when Gabs was around.

"I hope so! Maybe it'll be even bigger!" he said with a nod. "I'm going to see my nani in India in a few weeks. We've been writing letters all year, but it's not the same. And I've got a list of books I want to read this summer." He paused, then tilted his head curiously. "How about you?"

AlwaysSnapesGirl · 04-06-2025, 02:59 AM

Third place in the House Cup race? A bummer, but it was fine.

Second place in Gobstones? Also okay.

But second place in Quidditch? Zephyr was still a little sulky about that whenever it crossed his mind. And it crossed his mind at least once a day.

His mom had tried to convince him that it was actually pretty good, especially considering it was only his first year on the team. And he supposed he could see the logic in that. But still, it wasn't enough to stop him from thinking about all the goals he should have scored. It wasn't just the second place, but the difference between first and second. The gap was too large, and he was certain there were a thousand ways he could have made it closer if only he had been better.

It made him look forward to the summer all the more though. He fully planned to refresh, regroup, and return for his second year better than ever!

Not paying too much attention to his seat placement, he found himself across from Iris. He noted the title, puzzled over it for a moment, before asking, "What's a leyline?"

sweetpinkpixie · 04-07-2025, 12:09 AM

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Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl

Third place in the House Cup race? A bummer, but it was fine.

Second place in Gobstones? Also okay.

But second place in Quidditch? Zephyr was still a little sulky about that whenever it crossed his mind. And it crossed his mind at least once a day.

His mom had tried to convince him that it was actually pretty good, especially considering it was only his first year on the team. And he supposed he could see the logic in that. But still, it wasn't enough to stop him from thinking about all the goals he should have scored. It wasn't just the second place, but the difference between first and second. The gap was too large, and he was certain there were a thousand ways he could have made it closer if only he had been better.

It made him look forward to the summer all the more though. He fully planned to refresh, regroup, and return for his second year better than ever!

Not paying too much attention to his seat placement, he found himself across from Iris. He noted the title, puzzled over it for a moment, before asking, "What's a leyline?"

As she turned the page, the candlelight flickered over the diagrams—thin gold lines tracing across maps of ancient landscapes, linking dolmens and stone circles, wells and wizarding settlements. The theory went that magical places didn’t create power, but that power moved through them—drawn like thread through a needle, stitched across time. Iris pressed her thumb into the page thoughtfully, her gaze dragging from looping script to the abstract map above it.

And, of course, something about the hand drawn map had her thoughts flittering between intrigue and ~~her~~ a certain Slytherin boy.

About how strange it was that she’d gone from logical distance to... well, this warm little question mark. Maybe people were like those old stone markers on a leyline...drawing power to each other without fully realizing it. Maybe the reason she was thinking of him now, during a chapter on converging lines and gravitational pull, was not just coincidence...

Vérité had written, 'Where two or more lines converge, the result is often a thinning of barriers—between realms, between people, between what is and what could be.' Iris reread the sentence three times. Her stomach fluttered in a completely un-academic way before scrutinizing the sentiment for its vague divining implications. Her reading was abruptly interrupted by movement across the table—thankfully? She blinked as a first year( Zephyr, she recalled correctly) plopped down across from her. Iris raised her gaze, still mentally half-rooted in the paragraph and her mouth filling with a familiar sweet tang she couldn't quite place. She straightened slightly and offered a small, thoughtful smile. "It’s essentially a magical current. Or a kind of magical gravity, depending on which theory you like. They connect places of power. The idea is that magic isn’t just in the air, it flows, and these lines show where and how it moves." Her fingers idly traced over some of these very on the map in the book, showing it to him for illustrative purposes. "Some witches and wizards believe they influence emotions, or draw people together for reasons they don’t fully understand. I read an essay by Minerva García Massey, although she was Minerva Darling at the time of publication, about a similar concept observed in waves and ocean tides and became curious for more insight."

She glanced across the table, again, where Kritti was still tucked under Dio’s arm. Iris looked for a moment longer than she meant to, again. She wasn’t envious, not exactly, but curious. There was such effortlessness in their connection, and yet she knew, from watching her own parents, that even the deepest love had fault lines, weak spots that could buckle under pressure.

"Anyway," she added after a beat, blinking herself back to the table and closing the book with a snap, "they’re not entirely proven and I am not sure I am convinced yet but can agree that there is something to the theory."

The world just might make a little more sense if they were real.

Charely Potter · 04-07-2025, 11:02 PM

Dio hadn't considered the fact that there would be an audience for him and Kritti. Something just happened once you were a boyfriend that made the world disappear when your girlfriend appeared at your side. The younger student watching did serve as a reminder to Dio that the professors likely were watching too. But they were just sitting together, comfy. No kissing happening here as he kindly smiled in their direction. Was she cold? Nope.

"I think we're an inspiration." Chuckling. Thanfkully the weredork-wannabe was far from Dio's mind in the present as he reluctantly removed his arm. But that was the only part of him that moved. The thought of Thor proposing did cross his mind, but... so soon? Well, maybe it wasn't that wild of an idea. "That'd be something." He said. His family growing was an understatement. Just last year he found out that he wasn't the oldest brother anymore, then came the twins... well, the twins were already in the works. And now he would likely be gaining another brother. "Yeah, you're right. But I don't mind, it's kind of nice how things worked out.. I can't wait to see the twins again, they likely grown so much within the year." It had been a long time since he had a baby sibling and now there were two. "It's too bad I'm going to be benched even if I make the team this summer." He was happy to have a chance to qualify at least.

A first year was attempting to make conversation, which was good. "Hello." It hit Dio once again that this would be his final summer of "fun" before school. No more school. "Lots of fun with family and my girlfriend, Kritti, here between training for Gobstones. How about you?" Oh and hey, speech and food! He could start filling his plate now.

Kolyander · 04-10-2025, 04:14 PM

Gabriella's bright smile certainly reached her dark brown eyes tonight. It was tough not to be excited about going home in the morning, even if there were a few things that she would miss. Without kissing a beat, Gabs nodded quickly in reply to Rajan's words. "Bigger?!" Her tone didn't leave any room for guessing when it came to her amazement on this idea. If this feast was indeed larger then the start of term one.. there was no doubt in her young mind that she would be going to be STUFFED!

India?! How cool! Gabs listened closely as Rajan spoke about his summer plans. it really sounded like he missed his nani a whole ton. Which was something she could understand since she also missed her mama and her papa lots. "That sounds like fun! What's India like? Is there lots of food and creatures and fun things to do?!" Would her slightly older housemate have a grande time while he was there? "I'm going home to my mama.. but my brother and I will be going to visit our papa and the rest of our family in Romania for a bit." Romania would always be home to her and she couldn't wait to return.

MadMadamMalfoy · 04-11-2025, 08:18 PM

Norman stepped up to the Ravenclaw table, his bluish-green eyes scanning the table. Seeing the students, all of whom he’d guided as their Head of House since the day they arrived at Hogwarts, sent a strange wave of emotions washing over him. He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. “Your attention for a moment, please.”

He paused to allow the students time to focus on him. He wouldn’t keep them long. He knew they were hungry, and he wasn’t the type for long, sentimental goodbyes. Still he couldn’t leave his Eagles without so much as a parting word. “If you paid attention to the headmaster’s speech, you know that I will no longer be your Head of House next term. My daughter is expecting, and that grandchild is going to need me.”

He smiled softly as he glanced down the table once more, imagining the bright futures that lie ahead for all of them. Maybe some of them would return as professors someday. “I know all of you will go on to do great things, and remember, out of sight doesn’t necessarily mean out of mind. If you should still need my help for anything, I’m just an owl away. Best of luck to all of you!”

With a wave of his wand, he conjured a small parting gift for each of the Ravenclaws: a dark blue quill with a bronze tip.

FearlessLeader19 · Yesterday, 12:19 AM

Kritti chuckled as Gabriella announced herself. She thought the first year to be quite polite; somehow Gabby never forgot those manners despite figuratively bouncing off the walls with that energy level. “Hi, Gabs. Yes, it sure is. Students and staff deserve a huge feast after all the hard work, in my opinion.” It was both a treat and a celebration in her opinion. “Did you enjoy your first year?” Kritti continued curiously. She would like to think that Feliks had helped Gabby with adjusting to being at Hogwarts. “Anything but studying. And as Dio said, I’ll be spending lots of time with him, and with my family as well. What about you?” Hearing Rajan mention a trip to India, her interest perked up at once. Of course, that was originally where her family hailed from. “Are you visiting Delhi? If you are, I suggest a trip to Chandni Chowk. It’s a really busy place but worth the shopping experience.” If only Gabs knew the vibrant culture India possessed…

“Oh. That makes sense.” There was a soft giggle from her because indeed. Everyone should have an easy, soulful ‘ship like her and Dio. “I think it’s exciting. I just hope that Shim says yes. I’d be heartbroken for Thor if that didn't happen.” Thor was a hunk and a walking green flag. Who in their right mind would say no to that combination? “You adjusted well to all the changes,’’ the aspiring Cursebreaker remarked, smiling up at Dio. It was obvious she was proud of him. “The twins would have. I bet your dads loved having the chance to take care of babies again. Now they’ll catch an additional break when you, Hermy and Thena get home.’’ ‘Additional break’ since Thor and Shim had been around to help. “When the team coach sees just how excellently you play, they’ll regret not having the chance to have you play earlier.” Of that she was sure.

Had Krittika had the inkling of Iris, now chatting with Zephyr, had thoughts about relationships disintegrating at the same time she happened to be looking over at her and Dio, Kritti would have likely channeled Aunty Sarika by burning incense to keep away possibility of such a horrifying thing actually coming to pass. See, the sixth year was certain she was falling in love with Dio and… nope, nope, nope! Whereas Kritti hadn’t batted an eye at her relationship ending with Justus, let’s just say her heart would be shattered if things came to an end with Dio.

After the Speech, the young woman had dug into her food while chatting with those close around her. However, her attention shifted to Professor Carton as he made an appearance. Up until this point, she had avoided thinking about him leaving; it would take some time adjusting to a new Transfiguration professor and Head of House. But one needed what one needed to do for family. “Thank you for everything, professor!’’ Kritti said earnestly. “You’re going to make a great granddad!’’ And what a gorgeous quill!

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