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We've all done it, we've all had that moment where we peruse the RP threads and come across something that is SO funny it makes you spit water at the screen and have to come up with hasty excuses for laughing at your computer. This is the place where those witty little quips, quotes and snippets can be posted for the enjoyment of others! Share the love and the lulz!
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Our new Head Boy is trying to remember the new Gryffindor First Years (I edited out the first part):
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
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Now uh, for the first time ever Zander was gonna pay loads of attention to the sorting ceremony. And he'd probably try to take notes too. Yeah. That's what he was going to do. Notes. Parchment out and quill up the Gryffindor began scribbling.
SPOILER!!: im sorry
Blaise Something: The short loud one.
Ava Something: Short, brunette. Not loud ((yet))
Ellery Something-Something-Something: Short, loud, knows how to do backflips.
Something Kettleburn: Bonde. Spunky. KETTLEBURN??? No. Steer Clear. Ravenclaw can have her. Good luck, Sophie Brown.
Marietta Lee: Also short, excitable???
.... I've lost count. But they're all short.
Pretty sure there was a Gryffindor somewhere between those Hufflepuff sorts. He's short too.
Something Umbridge: Short and blonde, also loud.
What the heck? They all looked the same. All short and happy and LOUD.
No wonder he never tried to learn names the first night. This was impossible. Probably the hardest thing he'd have to do this term and he was taking NEWTs, remember???? Maybe he'd just go and actually talk to them. He quickly glanced down at his parchment trying to figure out which short person was which, before turning towards the new arrivals. That one had to be Ava. She had brown hair... And that one could be uh...... The Kettleburn one maybe? Please Merlin, don't let it be the Kettleburn one. Ahem. First years, "Welcome to Gryffindor!" Yeah forget the list, it was useless. "We're the best house around," griiiiiiiiin. Now would be a great time for them to remind him of their names. Stupid list was stupid.
... Maybe he could ask Flamsteed if they could dedicate some of the budget to nametags??? ... Did they even get a budget? This was very important business, okay?
And "Something Kettleburn's" sorting needs to be preserved too:
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Originally Posted by Tegz
"Kettleburn, Charlotte!" --
--may have caused some concern for those who had known her aunt Zahra, but there wasn't any left on the teaching staff who truly knew her legacy, except for Professor Sabel Dakest, who Char WAVED at excitedly as she skipped up to the stool. Yeah, she knew what to expect. She was confident. She had this. She ALSO waved out at the tables, all smiles and not an ounce of nerves visible in her expression.
She sat down on the stool, the hat was lowered over her hea--
"GRYFFINDOR!"
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"RAVENCLAW!" Charlotte corrected. "It said Ravenclaw!"
Because, see, that was where her mum and dad had been sorted, and she, Charlotte, had been raised with that expectation and, she was going to be a Ravenclaw, surely?
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat repeated, louder.
At PRECISELY the same time that Charlotte yelled, "RAVENCLAW!" In an attempt to drown said hat out. It hadn't even touched her head properly, it hadn't! It was being held above her head, and just as it was about to be pulled away, Charlotte reached up with both hands, grabbed the brim, and pulled it down on her head.
Hey hat, you're WRONG! She thought at it furiously. And everyone says that you can CHOOSE your house and you didn't even ASK me, hat! Are you BROKEN? Who broke you? I'm a Ravenclaw okay? Like my mum and dad! Char screwed her face up in concentration. Didn't it understand?
My dear, you will grow to love your house and after all you aren't the first Kettleburn to become a lion, or the first Toussaint for that matter. I think you will find Gryffindor is exactly the place for you. No other house will do.
Take it back! I want to be a Ravenclaw! Charlotte thought at it, in mortification, but the hat simply shouted once more:
"GRYFFINDOR!"
ACK!
You're nothing but a DUNCE CAP is what YOU ARE, Mr HAT!
But it didn't answer, the hat was being lifted away from her head and she swiped at it futilely, and then after a moment got up off the stool.
"RAVENCLAW!" She yelled again, and with great determination, the newly sorted Gryffindor Char, MARCHED to the RAVENCLAW table. A dumb bit of fabric couldn't tell HER what to do!
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LOL this part in red.... so tongue-in-cheek-self-aware, Zander Adair!
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
”I guess I’ll start with a few easy ones…” y’know just to give the guy a false sense of security incase he really was horrible. He wouldn’t be able to hide anything. See, Zander knew what he was doing. ”First off, why Hogwarts? Haven’t you heard this place is full of monsters and something wonky happens practically every year, kinda like a group of people get together and plan a plot for the year’s disaster. So why’d you take the job?” HM? He was super animated, letting his hands fly around as he spoke for emphasis. ”And what makes you qualified? How long have you been doing herbology? Have you ever taught kids before? Would you say you’re good with them? Because this is a really hard job. One year a kid set fire to my friend’s pants in the middle of class. How do you plan on handling an entire room full of inexperienced kids who just want to blow things up? ‘Cause everyone’s got to take herbology. It’s not like divination and arithmancy that you can choose. You’re gonna get loads of people who don’t even want to be here. What will you do?”
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Seems like our new Groundskeeper will be one to watch! (From Staff Dias).
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
So he moved his rump to occupy the next closest seat (Headmaster) one spot over.
Whoa. His eyes from the beginning feast did not fool him with how comfy this seat was looking. His tush was happy with the thought. Headmaster McLeod. Justin could see it now. Super comfy and self-heated seating that overlooked the whole school. He nearly grinned at the perks.
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This is how our Gryffindor Prefect described the three new Professors (underlined by me)
and according to Poo: McDreamy is Finch, McSteamy is Hirsch and McVet is Draper
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Originally Posted by Poolicious
And he changed the topic to the new Professors. "Yup. Just look at that Professor McDreamy, McSteamy and McVet. Moxley definitely got a good eyes." She's devastated when she know Dakest was leaving but now after seeing all the new Professors, Dakest who?
and also.... #RIPFlamsteed
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
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Eyes widening and jaw clenching, Airey felt as though he were about to faint and spontaneously combust at the same time. His suit. His FRESHLY PRESSED suit. His suit that now matched the color of his face. No, wait, his face was a much more vibrant color now.
Much.
Feeling his teeth grinding against one another - a wonder something had not chipped or broken right off, really - the man opened his mouth to speak but absolutely NO sound came out. None. The vein in his forehead began to BULGE when Meri-berry GREETED the woman-thing-hag and WELCOMED her.
Divination? So they hadn't rid the school of that subject of pseudo scientific hokum? But had, in fact, hired this person WHO HAD JUST RUINED HIS SUIT AND WAS SPOUTING COMPLETE AND UTTER RUBBISH?! MERI-BERRY HAD BETRAYED HIM!
Vein bursting - not really because ew gross - Airey jumped to his feet, knocking his knees against the under side of the table and clenched his hands into tight fists in front of his face and had even allowed Pebbles to roll off his lap and on to the floor with a dull thud.
And Tiara? NOT APPRECIATED. WELL AWARE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. OR NO THANK YOU.
"SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIT!" he roared in anguish, baring his teeth and gripping his hands so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. "SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIT!"
And then, because he had completely forgotten that his lungs required oxygen to function properly the past minute or so, the Astronomy professor became increasingly lightheaded and keeled over backwards as his vision went all white first, then the putrid color of the contamination on his suit and then fade to black.
Lights out, Flamsteed.
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Ursula. OF COURSE. "Ever heard of the Little Mermaid..." Just saying, there were some definite similarities there. Ahem. Now to act like she wasn't about to vom over the disgusting smell of cat fo-
OH. HECK. NO.
It had to be on her first feast as Headmistress. HAD TO BE THE MOXINATOR. And truth be told, she was having all KINDS of inner turmoil because the ghost of little Meredith Moxley, Gryffindor, was ROARING with pride and okay, she KIND of wanted to cheer for the little jerks who'd starting throwing food. WE SEE YOU, BABY LIONS. But she ALSO realized that this was NOT acceptable behavior from an adult AND from students meant to be following RULES in a school environment so the STRUGGLE WAS REAL but responsibility was winning out. ...Almost.
Noting the little renegade tossing food at the Hag, Moxley casually turned her back to the woman and tossed JUST A LITTLE bit of mashed 'taters over her shoulder. LITTLE BIT. Not noticeable, OKAY? And moments later she turned to the POOR WOMAN and gasped. "KIDS THESE DAYS!" ...Was she stealing the cutlery? "That um.." She ducked a roll that had been horribly thrown, btw. No athleticism at all. "Belongs to the school. You can't take that."
Oh look, Airey was up! Good, he could be responsible for craziness and she could...help. Yes, she had to help. Just in time for CAPTAIN OBVIOUS the kindly Ravenclaw to alert them of the drama. NOOOO KIDDING!
...
Standing up, the brunette raised her wand and squinted.
"I did NOT leave the south side (of London) for THIS!"
And umbrellas up indeed. Lucky she always came prepared. Staff drills, you know.
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Rooney can be my spirit animal *fits of hysterical crying laughter ensue*
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Originally Posted by Shanners
It was an understatement if anyone thought that Rooney Bronwyn was going to accept a WHOLE splodge of mashed potatoes and gravy landing on his notebook. It was an understatement if anyone thought that Rooney Bronwyn was going to take this lightly. "MY NOTEBOOOOOOOOOOOOK!!!!!" His poor, poor, ruined work of art. This was years in the working. He had pages on everyone and pages on everything and he had so many lists that he still needed in there and it had been GRAVIED.
Ever the dramatic, Roo lifted the notebook to the air (a la circle of life) and stood on his seat with a wail.
His beautiful words about beautiful things. His poems about daffodils. His plans to woo Miss Charlotte. His GOALS. His DREAMS. His ten year plan! "RUEEEEEEE THE DAY YOU GRAVIED MY ANGEL! RUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THE DAAAAAAAAAA-- EEYACKKKKKKKKKH!" In the middle of his scene he had been hit with a pumpkin pasty, and was now wearing the contents of it, the outer part sat on his ear almost like a cuff.
First his notebook.
And now him.
WHY.
Why couldn't they have just waited until he was in bed??! Which he wished he was now. How was he going to explain the mess he was in to Miss Sophie Brown?!
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Originally Posted by Shanners
Standing on the table, Rooney was one of the first to get hit with the weather change and HE FELT GLORIOUS. Always one to take a situation to the furthest point of creative inspiration, he cleared the table of food with his feet, tossed his notebook (GOODBYE SWEET NOTES, WE'LL MISS YOU) into the crowd of rowdy students and tapped his feet. Tappedy, tap, tap. Oh, this was just too good to pass up. Stepping forward and each little hum, he kicked food to the left and to the right, looking up every so often and getting rain on his face. Oh, what a beauty.
Oh, what a thrill.
Positive that the table was elegant and clear enough to be used as a stage, Roo choreographed out his wonderful tap routine and sang as loud as he could. [b]"I'm sinnnnging in the rAAAAIIIIIIIIIIN, just siIIIIIINNNNGIIIINNNGGG in the raIIIIIIIIIN..." Oh, performing... It was a beautiful feeling, his heart was all warm even in all of this rain. "What a glooooOOORRRRIOUUUUS feeeeling, I'm hAAAPPPPY AGAIIIIIIIIIIIN..." His volume picked up after a little moment, you know...considering as no one at school really knew that he was that type of actor and he took the part of the song that REALLY was like his life right now, and BELTED it, feet tap tap tapping, bum wiggling in time and everything falling perfectly into place.
"I'm lauuuuUUUuuughing at clouds so darRRRRRRRRRRk up aboOooOOOOOOooove.... The sun's in my hearRRRRrrrt aaaand I'm reaaAAAAAAAady for love..."
His audience were so welcome.
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Meanwhile in the Ravenclaw Tower...
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Originally Posted by Ashwinder
Well, what was she doing standing in a corner then? Julia huffed a little, but at least the look on the girl’s face seemed to suggest, maybe, that she wasn’t a food-throwing hooligan like some of their roommates.
They all won a prize? Just for being in Ravenclaw? Julia wiggled closer to the box, eager to see what exactly was in…
AMIGAHD, WHAT?!
Julia backpedalled from the explosion of fur from the chest, for a moment not seeing anything but fluffy coloured things. Three of the big, pompom-shaped ones (puffskeins) came flying towards her, one pink, one purple, one blue, and she let forth a profoundly embarrassing squeal before tripping over her own feet and landing flat on her back.
There were pompoms attacking her! If a fish had arms and legs and was flopping about out of water, Julia would currently resemble it remarkably well. Then one of them bit her! On the ear!
…and very shortly after that, she sat up with a frown. This… this did not hurt. Not really. It was sort of like… sort of a gummy, squishy pinch. On her ear. And the other two pompoms were trying to nom on her fingers, and that also didn’t really hurt. It wasn’t pleasant, but…
Orange!ferret!from!nowhere!
”Nyaaaa!” Julia toppled over again, her attempts at swinging puffskein-covered hands to protect herself completely useless as the ferret launched itself at her face. This one did hurt, scrabbling its little claws at her like that, and she attempted to cover her face with the still-chewing puffskeins, squealing, ”Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow!”
”Ow, ow…! Ow…? Huh?” Julia peeked up at the ferret through the pink and purple puffskein furr; it was now, for whatever reason, nuzzling her cheek. ”…what.”
Even the puffskeins seemed to lose interest in gumming her fingers, and were just sitting to either side of her head instead—one of them on the third, which was still adamantly nomming away on her earlobe. She reached up and pulled it off her, at which pointed it hummed a little.
”…what.”
And then the other two puffskeins stuck their tongues up her nose.
”Agabflabagafa!”
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Professor Myers is clearly all about romance and One Direction.
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Originally Posted by kayquilz
Right.
So, Paul Myers had been trying to water his flowers for like, an hour now, and the two still weren't gone. They were having a date, right in his garden. Paul didn't mind one bit, actually, but he found himself wanting to somehow...make the mood more romantic for them.
He trumped back into his office to grab his banjo, grabbed the bowl of rose petals he kept in his office for surprise special occasions, and made his way back out. He was BEAMING. They would just love this, wouldn't they? His desire to help them out was blinding him to the fact that no teenager in the entire world wanted their professor to crash their date with banjo playing and rose petal throwing.
He crept up....
and then....
He began playing the song, charming the bowl to throw some petals at them in a staggered way. Paul couldn't sing that well. That was Clifford's job in the band, but he knew what he was doing when it came to the banjo!
Ahem!
"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me.."
It was a song he'd picked up a few years ago, some muggle band or another from an extremely long time ago. Petals kept throwing themselves at the young couple.
"I know you've never loved the crinkles
by your eyes when you smile
You've never loved your stomach or your thighs,
the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly...."
Were they enjoying this? Paul was SMILING. DID THEY FEEL THE ROMANCE?
"...I won't let these little things
Slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh it's you
They add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things...."
He peeked at the rose petals...good, there were still a lot left.
LOL....Professor Draper, you okay? lalalalalala LOOOOVE POTION
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
Slowly, James was starting to feel different. Aside from the glazed over eyes, the dopey smile, and the more relaxed arch in his back, something else had changed about James’ demeanor. Instead of scoffing at what the hag had to say, he was now nodding along in agreement. Understood about 2% of what she was saying, but still nodding. He was a man in ♥♥♥ L-O-V-E ♥♥♥ Anything she said sounded absolutely, positively perfeeeeect.
Especially the bit about his creatures. Were they really not as tame as they should be? Well, if Ursula said so it must be true. He gave her a mellow nod, tugging gently at her interlinked arm. If Ursula says that the creatures aren’t well, THEN THEY MUST GO SEE THEM RIGHT AWAY! But maybe they could stop by the kitchens first and get a milkshake.
One milkshake.
Two straws.
Wow, sounded like an absolute dream in the—
He turned to the student as she addressed him. What? He tilted his head, unaware that his reactions were seconds delayed and his movements incredibly fluid. ”I’ve never been betteeeeeer,” he only looked at the child for a few seconds before returning his star-struck gaze back to Ursula. He sighed longingly. Wasn’t she the absolute, most BEAUTIFUL… thing he had EVER SET HIS EYES ON. Woooooooow. He could really just stay here and stare all day. Woooooowwwww <3 <3
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LOL Airey
It's always the Ravenclaw girls
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
And then Ravenclaws happened.
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Sweet solstice why was it ALWAYS the Ravenclaws in his classroom? WHY? Not just that...but Ravenclaw females.
Merlin help him.
"Actually, Miss Greingoth, that would be quite helpful," he nodded to the first year as he, somewhat reluctantly, handed over his precious pet rock so he could make his way over to Miss Denaker and Miss Watson. "I agree with Prefect Wright and the Headmistress," the astronomer nodded. Flying weasels? What even did that MEAN? What did flying ferrets have to do with large limbs? Was there some new breed of Dark creature roaming the corridors that caused enlarged limbs with its bite?
Sweet solstice he did not need more fur to be terrified of.
so..our resident ASTRONOMER is now a ferret, thanks to the lovely and beautiful Transfiguration professor oh my oh my WHAT EVER WILL FLAMY DO NOW (down in the chamber of secrets)
SPOILER!!: lmao
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Originally Posted by nicole black
She could practically taste the lake water on her tongue. The murky greenish taste was heavy on the air and Nana would have bet her life she was now somewhere beneath the black lake... A thought that in no way, shape or form comforted the brunette witch. Despite her anxiety (not fear, Nana Ichihara was too resilient and strong to be afraid), she held herself with composure, with dignity. Basilisk, Agromantula, Sphinx, come what may, Nana would face it with her usual cool grace.
The Chamber. She knew what it was now, the Famed Chamber of Secrets. Rumors of it having reopened a few years prior had spread through the academic world but Nana had listened to them all with skepticism. Only a true heir was supposed to have been able to open this place, not silly students with too much time on their hands or, in her own case, absentminded professors.... And yet here she was...
Were she not currently preparing for an attack she might have taken the time out to appreciate this living testament to magical history, but appreciation would have to wait. The thing (for lack of a better word) was drawing nearer. It was- was that- whispering? whistling? hissing? Nana couldn't make out the noise clearly. Nor did she want to. There was time to identify the creature after she had subdued it. Flourishing her wand high into the air, Nana pointed it in the direction of the shadowy figure coming ever closer. She nonverbally cast a stunning spell, followed quickly by a spell that would transform the creature to a ferret. Nana held her breath, watching as the violent jets of green and blue light shot from her wand, illuminating everything in their path as they sped toward....
AIREY FLAMSTEED.
"Airey- Watch out-" she shouted, hoping desperately that the man would be aware enough to duck.
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
The thing about these little away missions of one Airey Flamsteed was that he transported himself into the far reaches of his imagination. It was a rare sight, except to those closest to him, to see the astronomer in his unnaturally natural habitat of his mind. It projected itself so vividly onto the reality before him that any addition would seamlessly blend into his vision.
Sort of like that jolt of light that came shooting out of no where at him.
Figuring that it was just that, his subconscious making the story play out more vividly, he made no real effort to avoid it. After all, what harm could...
SWEET SOLSTICE
...that was not....
And then suddenly he was...shrinking? What? Eyes widening, he somehow lost his grip on both Pebbles and Spock - both toppling to the ground with dull thuds against the damp stone floor - and the next thing the man knew was that he was on all fours and he could smell EVERYTHING.
He had heard the voice - and it had been vaguely familiar - but it has merely been but a whisper on the winds of pretend. But now he could HEAR things...hear AND smell things...
Sniffing the air, the astronomer turned towards the source of the sweet smelling aroma. Nana? Had been what he had WANTED to say...but instead it came out entirely in ferret talk.
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This was just NOT his term.
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this post caught my eye, and we couldn't help but go..."awwwwwuh" and also dying because of the juxtaposition of Myers being cool and CATS STINKG not to mention Airey being a STICK IN DA MUD
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Originally Posted by Schroyers
Alice Lupin was busy in the courtyard. She had just received some chalk in the parcel from her Dad and had been waiting for it a few days. She knew what she wanted to do with it the moment she asked for it. When she was in London over the summer for her acting classes she had seem plenty of Graffiti and thought in concept that it was cool, writing thoughts and feelings on walls for people to see. But there was too much negativity in all that. She wanted some positive Graffiti and besides it came off with water.
She she went about, Diaval flying around and landing here and there as the second year wrote things like 'Gryffindor Rules! or 'Professor Paul is cool!' She was sure to write a few nice things about her friends.. Like Timmy and Phillip and of course herself. 'Cats Stink.' were one of the few negative ones she had placed. Along with something about Professor Airey being a stick in the mud.
"What do you think, Pretty Bird?" She asked Diaval as she sat down and the Raven squaked at her "You're right.. i dind't write anything aobut you. How could I?" Sometimes she liked to imagine the Raven was as vain as she was.
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ATTENTION, GUYS! Two boys from Gryffindor are looking for a girlfriend anyone interested?
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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy
Humming, Bentley walked up to the notice board and stuck the freshly done poster up, grinned at it then walked away. Another sign up successfully.
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Gnomes ruining something between Az and Cornelius - Cornelius' comment = [SIZE INCREASED to highlight the LOL comment]
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Originally Posted by GNOMES!
A couple of studentsies nearby had caught the attention of these sneaksy gnomesy gnomes. Lots of green bushes and flowers and plants to hide them in the Pathways; little gnome holes had begun to form as they tunneled down into the ground in order to nomnomNOM on plant roots.
One ran behind the couple [Azura and Cornelius] giggling devilishly.
Another ran in front of them. More giggling. More burrowing. The studentsies were disturbing them!
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Originally Posted by Deezerz
It was the boy's first instinct to kick at whatever ran behind them out of nowhere. In other circumstances where he would find himself alone, the boy would have investigated. But he was here with a lady, and you simply didn't know at Hogwarts.
What if some random thing popped out of the bushes and dragged her away? Yeah, not happening on his watch.
Waiiit - gnomes?!
His hand shot to take Azura's as she stepped closer to him. Don't tell him Hogwarts was no infested with gnomes. That was the last thing they needed!
"Shoo, you potato," he said, ready to throw another kick if they got close to him or his lady friend. He once got bit by one when he was five years old. It wasn't happening again. Not in front of a girl, anyway.
He would go NINJA on their butts.
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Ah, young love
Everybody please congratulate Prefect Bronwyn for his marriage relationship Olivia Phillips XD
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Originally Posted by Shanners
Rooney Bronwyn had been on CLOUD NINE since he and Olivia had you know, made themselves oFFICIALLY OFFICIAL and not just best friends. It wasn't like he hadn't been on cloud nine before then, but now he had an official reason because he could call the prettiest girl in the world his girlfriend, finally! And to commemorate being boyfriend and girlfriend for a whole two weeks, he had planned the perfect thing. Making a public announcement, just to make sure that any admirers he had were well aware that he would never ever have eyes for them. Ever.
Because he was eternally devoted to Olivia Phillips.
This was true love.
TRUE LOVE.
Rooney had COVERED the student bulletin board in his poster and stepped back to grin and just admire it for a moment. Well, didn't their names look so lovely together? Their wedding invitation would be SO perfectly perfect. What was the age limit on that commitment again???
Hm...
Oh yes, right. He had a girlfriend to find and maybe a few posters to drop in a few corridors.
NOT SORRY.
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Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Rooney Bronwyn strikes again. LET IT BE KNOWN!
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Originally Posted by Shanners
Reaching under the Ravenclaw table, Rooney pulled out the large balloons he had blown up and stored under there this morning. Ready, ready, ready! He took his wand to the batch of them and levitated them up towards the ceiling of the Great Hall. The green banners were just being joined by a WHOLE bunch of brightly coloured balloons, stuffed with pink somethings or other. Ooooooh what could it BE?
As soon as they were at the perfect height, Rooney popped each and every one of them with a firecracker spell.
POP!
POP!
POP!!!!
And down upon the tables scattered pink confetti, all adorned in handwritten love notes to his ONE AND ONLY LOVE, OLIVIA LYNN PHILLIPS. Many were just their initials in hearts, others had lovely quotes from characters that reminded him of the Gryffindor and others were completely laden is SICKLY love messages.
MAKE IT POP LIKE PINK CONFETTI.
MAKE IT RAIIIIIIIIIIIN.
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So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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This sorting post is a GEM (I underlined my favorite bits)
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Originally Posted by LilFox06
Slate was not sure what he expected. Although, he was sure a hat wasn't on the list. Then again, maybe he should have expected something like this. They had cockroach snacks here. They got to school by running at a wall to get to a train.
So of course a hat would determine his family. Whatever that meant.
He took a seat when called up. Then the hat was placed on his head. It was uncomfortably large. Not large enough to fall over his eyes, but it did droop over his forehead. He was very aware of how ridiculous he must have looked. This was not how hats were meant to be worn.
O__O
Did that thing just...? He resisted the urge to grab the hat and chuck it right across the room.Things we not supposed to talk. He was half worried he was going insane when the thing SHOUTED.
Slytherin.
What was that? Whatever it was lead to the possessed hat being taken back and him directed in the direction of the table.
If the utensils started singing at him, he was OUT.
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I highlighted the specific line that really made me grin. Watson/Emm's Olivia really reminds me of myself with her inner dialogue on clumsiness. I can't wait to see what more we will see from Olivia Holden!
SPOILER!!: quoooootes
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Originally Posted by Watson
He was into sports? Nice. Olivia wasn't that much into sports herself due to the fact that she had horrible balance. She was a professional at tripping over nothing. "What kind of sports?" she asked, curious to hear if he played Quidditch or perhaps a muggle sport. Her eldest brother loved sports. He was the biggest sports fan in their family. Simon and her preferred other things. Though perhaps if she could improve her balance, then Olivia would have found sports more enjoyable.
She was glad that he was having a good time in Slytherin. She hadn't pegged him for one before as he seemed much different from her own brother but after meeting a few other Snakes, she could see some similarities between the three boys. She brushed a loose strand of unruly curly hair behind her ear and smiled "That's good. Slytherin is a great house. My brother sent me an owl jokingly disowning me from our family for not ending up in Slytherin." At least she thought it was a joke. Sometimes she didn't get her brother's sense of humor or perhaps it was just difficult to read someone's tone from a letter. She hoped he was joking. "Gryffindor is great. We had a paint party after the feast. It was epic though I had to wash my robes several times to get all the paint out of them. It was well worth it."
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and then this happened and Paul and died laughing. wow.
VV
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
*CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK CLANK*
Derfael Mitchell Ashburry-Hawthorne was READY! Or, well, as ready as he would ever be to face the life threatening consequences that came from attending a class about dog massacring plants. BUT, the first year had taken precautions. He just wished that he had found an older student to shrink his helmet before he had stumbled his way down from the armour gallery to the grounds because it kept sliding all around his head and whacking him. He probably had a bump on his forehead from an especially hard WHACK just a few moments ago...but at least it hadn't been his nose.
Sporting a helmet, chest plate, and...some piece that he was not sure what it was or if he was even wearing it in the right spot...Derf arrived and lifted the lid-thingy so he could SEE the professor and offer him his best threatening first year glare.
A glare that turned into a look of complete TERROR. Not because they were going into the Forest, because that was COOL, but going in and looking for PLANTS...
THEY WERE WARNED ABOUT DANGEROUS CREATURES LURKING THERE ALL THE TIME - probably just misunderstood - SO HE COULD ONLY IMAGINE THE GREEN HORRORS THAT WERE WITHIN!
WHAT IF THE SHRUB THAT TORE HIS DOG APART RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS YOUNG EYES WAS IN THERE!?
And yes... that WAS the answer to the professor's question that he was not going to actually voice.
Oh holy flaming salamanders.....he made have just scared some secretion out of himself.
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Originally Posted by Symphora
Huh? What? A dangerous creature on the loose?!
James blinked, okay...okay. KEEP CALM. Time to pack all of this food and he needed to be quick. Emergency rations, yes. He grabbed a whole bunch into his bag. Not wanting to stay here any longer that he need to. He couldn't believe how the heck the portal still remained active? It should have been taken care of long ago! Now they were all going to be stuck here...and possibly die. He should mirror call his mother soon.
Oh my gosh, Azul..you can't just point at people's skunk banners like that--"AAAAAHH!!!" A ghost! Someone call Zak Bagans. Oh my gosh, what do they feed their ghosts here??? He's huge!!
can we just. like. THE ILVERMONIANS PLS. I'm DYING here. ZAK BAGANS THO. that's about the friar. PLS.
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Slytherindor ♛ The Crazytastic Besties ♛ Shan Watson ♛
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Originally Posted by BOWTRUCKLES!
But then it chirped after them before crawling back into the tree. Serves you right! If any of the bowtruckles asked, it was going to tell them a long tale of battle and how it showed those humans who was boss.
This was fantastic. Really enjoyed these lines from the bowtruckles
YesJess! | Captain Goggles | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers
Uh oh ... things might just be about to get interesting on this cruise
Especially for those eating. *ahem*
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Originally Posted by Lachlan Wheeler
To reiterate, Lachlan was not a sore loser. He was...mostly relieved to be eliminated. However, there was a golden opportunity here, and who was he to deny himself the entertainment that would surely ensue? Who would suspect a thing with so many adults mulling about?
Nodding politely at a few party-goers as he made his way onto the ship, Lachlan dug his hands down deeply into his pants pockets, double checking to see if he had it with him. As he neared the table spread out with the various food times, he slowly removed the large potions phial. It was still sealed tightly, filled with a deceptively clear liquid.
Veritaserum.
Casually removing the wax seal, he grinned to himself. This wasn't for spite. He'd gotten to know a few of the Hogwarts natives and thought they were good people, but this was what he did for fun. A long standing prank, if you would. So, carefully reaching out a hand, as if to begin preparing himself a plate, Lachlan stealthily began sprinkling the contents into every bit of food within reach. In such a way that NO ONE saw what had been done. And he continued this as he traveled up and down the long table. Nothing edible had gone unaffected.
Practically impish, Lach snagged the eggnog he'd set aside for himself. Taking a sip, he grinned at his unsuspecting targets.
Go ahead, then. Eat, drink, and be very, very honest.
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Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
I saw this post at the Hufflepuff Table and had to post it here. Thanks to my darling fellow Badger Derf (sweetpinkpixie) for this entertaining post. I edited out the first part.
SPOILER!!: Hilarious Hufflepuff Post
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
And then Zita Valla was suddenly standing beside him. And he was staring at her lips because WOAH what was going on there? "Su----" But once again, before he could finish a thought or sentence (or ask about her lips)...she was moving on her own and, um, sitting right in front of him. On the table. And he had some thought about that. Particularly since she had positioned herself dangerously close to a goblet and could knock it over or something. Also...the looming over him was kinda intimidating and making his ears redden a little - not to mention drawing more attention to those lips that sorta DEMANDED attention. It was like she had planned that or something. "You don't have to thank me for all that," he replied somewhat sheepishly, running a hand through his hair and giving it a firm ruffle (and yes, still venturing long glances at her lips). "But...you should probably not sit on the table, you know? That's where foo---"
Apparently around Zita he was destined to never finish his sentences. At least not tonight.
But................
HOLY
FLAMING
SALAMANDERS
WHAT
WAS
GOING
ON
??
Derf didn't react. Not outside of his eyes widening and rivaling a mooncalf's when her lips were suddenly on his. At his house table. In the middle of the feast. In front of people. Everyone. And thankfully, at least for the time being, his mind had just shut off with confusion and shock that he wasn't thinking about all the eyes - and who they belonged to - on him. It wasn't until Hattie spoke, although her voice came as more of a distant echo from faaaaaaaaaaaar across the grounds rather than nearly right next to him initially, but her 'rude' came at him like Sonorus.
And then suddenly he pulled his head back...like...WAY back...basically giving himself whiplash and tumbling over backwards off the bench and to the floor where his head hit the ground with a dull THUD.
Ow. Ugh. Ow.
Taking a moment to simply look up at the enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall, Derf tried to process what all had just happened - and no, he still had his socks on before anyone went thinking that the kiss knocked his socks off.
And then Vivian appeared at his house table as well, and his eyes refocused juuuuuuuust enough to see her leaning in to whisper something to Zita. Something that, thanks unfortunately to the unnatural quiet that had taken over the immediate area by all this, he heard. And then his cheeks were burning to the point it was a wonder ashwinders weren't being created. Or maybe it was his whole face. Derf really wasn't sure at the moment and, for one of few instances in his existence, he had absolutely no idea what to say. Vivian, his Marshmallow Maiden, was NOT helping. At all.
So he just gaped at the girls.
And then his eyes wandered a bit around the table. Simon, Diandra, Regina, Bel.......he felt knots forming in his stomach while it tried in vain to perform backflips with each face he glanced at.
And NOW he was starting to think about the other house tables.
No. He was not going to look. Surely...no one was really looking anyway, right?
Right.
Why wasn't he a demiguise again?
Perhaps the most awkward part about all this, though that title was a bit subjective, was that Zita's Slytherin themed lipstick had come off a little on his lips from the kiss and he was completely unaware.
Aaaaaaand, since Vivian was not HELPING AT ALL...he needed to somehow get his brain to stop acting as though he had drank an entire cauldron full of Confusing Concoction so he could DO something. Or say something. ANYTHING.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuh," he croaked, rubbing the back of his head and tearing his eyes from Vivian (no, he did not want to know about snogging locations, thanks. He had already stumbled upon one on the train ride here and that was more than enough trauma for one day) and to Zita. "Can we...talk later...about this?" he tried to say gently, keeping his eyes on her and doing his BEST not to THINK about all the other eyes around him as little beads of nervous perspiration began forming on his brow. "Just uh...you know...um...prefect duties right now...."
Demiguise. Oh how he wished he were a demiguise.
And someone please tell him that he was wearing Essence of Zita on his lips?
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Originally Posted by Pucki
He wasn't looking at her?
This was strange.
Very strange.
There was a mystery to be solved here. But it could wait until later. First step was actually getting the boy to look at her again. It would be hard to be friends if he could never look her in the eye. Of course, maybe that would also be hilarious because by seventh year he might have forgotten what she looked like.
Now he was wheezing, she raised an eyebrow at his response that he wasn't sick. Maybe he was just one of those guys. "It's actually really nice in the water, you should try going in sometime." Because it was actually magnificent if she did say so herself. Though you did have to be slightly aware of lake monsters....
"How are you liking Gryffindor?" the red tie suited him, but she was still... disappointed that they weren't in the same house. It would have made all of their planning much simpler if they could just do it in the common room. And also the cheering for her during Quidditch when she got onto the team.
If she tried out every year they'd have to accept her eventually.
There's a lot of gold in this post but the bits I bolded made me laugh out loud I love a good aside.
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be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
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(underlined by me) 
*fits of hysterical crying laughter ensue* 
oh my oh my WHAT EVER WILL FLAMY DO NOW (down in the chamber of secrets)
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