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The official home of the Lions, the Gryffindor common room, is found on the seventh floor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The entrance to the common room is the portrait of the delightful Fat Lady, and in order to gain entrance to their home away from home, Lions must know the password and speak it to her.
This terms password is ‘Legatus’.
Be sure to remember those words...and keep it a close secret, for it's the current password you'll need to speak in order for the Fat Lady to swing away from the hole and allow you to enter Gryffindor Tower. Once you're lucky enough to scramble through, you'll find that the common room is a circular area full of squashy armchairs and tables. To the side of the common room you will find the study tables and bookshelves which are equipped with the resources and materials required to complete any homework assignments. Fixed to the wall by the windows you will find the noticeboard for classes and other school announcements.
In the corner of the common room you will find a medium sized tray topped with soil, and spray bottles containing brown liquid beside it. It may seem strange, but this is the resting place of the Gryffindor Tower Lion topiary. The Topiary Lion moves around on his own accord, and is responsive to a pat or two. Just remember to spray his roots with fertiliser and water them occasionally when he's on his pan.. or else he might wither and die.
A window looks out onto the grounds of the school, and a large fireplace takes up one side of the wall. It's the perfect place to relax and hang out after a long day of classes. If however you are in need of a nap a good night's rest then there are two doors leading off from the common room that open to spiral staircases. Boys dormitories are upstairs and to the right, while girls dormitories are upstairs and to the left. Be sure you don’t go breaking any of the rules by attempting to go up the wrong staircases. Boys don’t stand a chance of beating the enchanted staircase, and frankly girls should know better.
For whatever reason you're here, make sure you take good care of your home away from home. There's bound to be a perfect or your Head of House lurking in the shadows.
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It had been close, but the astronomer was sure that he had not been spotted as he made his way from his office to the Gryffindor common room with a sizable box levitating behind him. He had nearly tripped over his own feet when he heard the door to Professor Bentley's makeshift office creak, but had recovered quickly and felt like a proper moron since it had been nothing but a false alarm. A cool breeze blowing through the corridor and making the door move on its hinges ever so slightly. And then the Fat Lady had insisted on performing a bit of a duet with him before allowing him in and, well, if the Herbologist had been around she was sure to have heard that. Hopefully she wasn't. Or was just too busy and ignored their spirited rendition of the Papageno-Papagena Duet from the Magic Flute.
But, he was in here now, scanning the common room for the best location of this little project. Hmm...perhaps something on the walls would be better? Sort of a space saver that way...but then it would also take away from all the tapestries... hmmm...best ask some Gryffindors how they wanted their common room arranged. By the study tables? He was no interior decorator. There was a reason he asked others where best they thought things should be hung in his office when his minimalist aesthetic was compromised.
"Oh, good to see you Sir Nicholas, Mr. Jones," he nodded towards them as he began to circle the common room while tapping his chin with his index finger thoughtfully.
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The Gryffindor was stuffed. There was nothing like a quick trip to the kitchen to make your belly happy and the House Elves were always so accomodating too. Talk about a bonus. As Lex crawled through the hole at the portrait she dropped Felix lightly to his feet for him to go about his business. He was back in the Common Room now, free to do what he wanted so long as he stayed out of people's way.
"Hey Sir Nicholas." She greeted the ghost, stepping further into the Common Room. Connor got a nod but that was all she managed before realizing the Professor with the large box.
"Was that today?" She asked, vaguely remembering talk of this but....did he ever say when? Quite possibly he had but she simply hadn't been listening well enough. This wouldn't by any means be the first, no and it didn't surprize her.
Not that she wasn't ready if it WAS now.
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It had been close, but the astronomer was sure that he had not been spotted as he made his way from his office to the Gryffindor common room with a sizable box levitating behind him. He had nearly tripped over his own feet when he heard the door to Professor Bentley's makeshift office creak, but had recovered quickly and felt like a proper moron since it had been nothing but a false alarm. A cool breeze blowing through the corridor and making the door move on its hinges ever so slightly. And then the Fat Lady had insisted on performing a bit of a duet with him before allowing him in and, well, if the Herbologist had been around she was sure to have heard that. Hopefully she wasn't. Or was just too busy and ignored their spirited rendition of the Papageno-Papagena Duet from the Magic Flute.
But, he was in here now, scanning the common room for the best location of this little project. Hmm...perhaps something on the walls would be better? Sort of a space saver that way...but then it would also take away from all the tapestries... hmmm...best ask some Gryffindors how they wanted their common room arranged. By the study tables? He was no interior decorator. There was a reason he asked others where best they thought things should be hung in his office when his minimalist aesthetic was compromised.
"Oh, good to see you Sir Nicholas, Mr. Jones," he nodded towards them as he began to circle the common room while tapping his chin with his index finger thoughtfully.
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The Gryffindor was stuffed. There was nothing like a quick trip to the kitchen to make your belly happy and the House Elves were always so accomodating too. Talk about a bonus. As Lex crawled through the hole at the portrait she dropped Felix lightly to his feet for him to go about his business. He was back in the Common Room now, free to do what he wanted so long as he stayed out of people's way.
"Hey Sir Nicholas." She greeted the ghost, stepping further into the Common Room. Connor got a nod but that was all she managed before realizing the Professor with the large box.
"Was that today?" She asked, vaguely remembering talk of this but....did he ever say when? Quite possibly he had but she simply hadn't been listening well enough. This wouldn't by any means be the first, no and it didn't surprize her.
Not that she wasn't ready if it WAS now.
The Gryffindor was about to head up the stairs when he heard someone walking in. Make that two someone's walking in. Merlin, could a guy get some sleep around here? Slowly the boy turned around, hoping it wasn't anyone he knew so that he could make a clean escape to his dorms for a well needed rest and--
Flailsteed? The Gryffindor immediately widened his eyes upon sight of his Astronomy professors. He had only recently found out that the man may be an accomplice to Romanos' evil plan to overtake Hogwarts with her Cold One army. So, he needed to be watched. And Zander was just the man to watch him. Except wait, couldn't this take place some other time when he wasn't sleepy because this really wasn't fair. What happened to Gryffindor Nobility, huh?
But alas, apparently nobility was scarce these days. Hmph. So with a single eyebrow raised, the boy RELUCTANTLY and SLEEPILY made his way towards the Professor in question, also noting the presence of Prefect!Lex. Well this was good because if the man was planning on an attack, at least he'd have backup. Prefect backup. Anyways, right. Back to the mission. He needed to find out what this guy was up to. "Proooofessor?" he greeted as nonchalantly as he possibly could muster given his information collected.
Then, he turned as he heard Lex speak. ".... Was what today?" WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT THE INVASION!?! WAS THAT TODAY? But he wasn't prepared! AND he was sleeepy. Couldn't they save the attack for tomorrow or something?? O___O Also uh, was Lex on this too? Because then it would be two to one (three if Romanos showed up, which she always seemed to do) and that would definitely be the unnoblest thing ever. Hmph.
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He was just about to make his third complete circle of the common room when Miss Cambridge arrive. "No time like the present," he chuckled, keeping his other rather tongue-in-cheek reply to himself. "Just trying to figure out if something on the floor would be best, or perhaps something hanging on the walls...perhaps by the windows over there so that photosynthesis can be most effective." Could keep the topiary over by it as well. Assuming it wasn't animated.
"Ah, Mr. Adair. Stellar. We will be needing your assistance," he grinned at the boy with an enthusiastic wave to beckon him closer. Poor students probably were still unaware of the news...and while he didn't want to be the one to tell them, that right belonging to the woman herself, he was unsure as to whether or not she would inform them before the feast. Which wouldn't allow them to pay homage properly, and thus the PLAN was created. "Today, we are going to construct a sort of memorial garden here in the Gryffindor common room."
He had all the essentials. Just hopefully they knew the proper spells because Herbology had never been one of his better subjects. Dirt and suits didn't exactly go together.
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The Professor couldn't be more wrong. Any time would be a good time, the present wasn't the only one to be focused on. Did he take a look out the window? Did he see how thick that storm was? Every day would eventually become the present and every day they'd be stuck in here. Really this could have been done any of those other times while they waited for someone to finally do something about the fact they were trapped but fine, no time like the present. She'd roll with it.
"What he said." Lex told Zander, who'd been more curious about what they were doing than the fact they were choosing to do it now. "Some kind of tribute I suspect." But that was about all she could say. No one told her why they were doing this, just that her help was needed and it'd look pretty.
With nothing better to do with her days she didn't even bother questioning things she was told. Nah. What was the point? The girl simply showed up where she was meant to and did what she was asked if only to have something to keep herself busy.
Desperate times and all that. "What'd you want us to do first?" Yeah...us....hi Zander. Don't walk up to Professors unless you wanna be pulled into stuff, kay? For future reference and all.
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Stellar. Now what exactly would the assistance be for because if Flailsteed was planning on gathering up recruits to join the Cold One/Chort army, then this guy was NOT ready to assist. A memorial garden!? Weren’t memorials normally built for people who… Y’know… Died!?!
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OH NO! Did Romanos already get her hands on Lux!? OR WORSE another student that was in Gryffindor House?! THE INVASION HAD STARTED AND HE WAS TOO BUSY BEING SLEEPY TO NOTICE! This was much worse than he thought! The Gryffindor’s eyes filled with worry as he listened to what Prefect Lex had to say.
…..”A memorial?” he looked around a little bewildered, as if looking for the dead body somewhere on the couches. “Uh, Professor… Did someone…" Gulp. "Die?” Though, if it was for Lux of course he'd be sad, but he'd help build too. So yes, this Gryffindor was ready. But also not ready. Not ready for the invasion, but ready to build a memorial?
???
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Sir Nicholas gave an enthusiastic approving nod and held on to his head to make sure that it stayed in place.
And then enthusiasm was somewhat gone. Sensitive subject, despite the ghost being somewhat open to discussing it with students. If his face had not already been pale in colour, however, it certainly would be now. So he did not really respond to those words and instead focused on the latter half. His favour.
Not every day that a House Ghost goes asking for favours, so consider yourself lucky young man!
"I was wondering if perhaps you could be so chivalrous as to bring some food back from the Great Hall after a meal and let it ferment in the boys' dormitory. I would prefer some roast beef with gravy if you can manage."
He had asked a charming young Gryffindor earlier on in the term, but to his dismay she had not delivered on the favour. But he had high hopes for this strapping young fellow before him!
Connor saw that, the way his face changed. It was time to leave that alone. He would read about it in a book because it was obviously upsetting Sir Nicholas and if it was upsetting a brave ghost knight then it couldn't be anything good could it? Nope. But now he had to know. Curiosity and all that and what were lions if not very large cats?
That was his favor? Something so simple? Connor often brought back food just to eat so why not bring back food for him to smell? His face turned back into a smile and he nodded. "Certainly, Sir Nicholas I'll bring something back from dinner later. Any spot in the boys dorm in particular?" It wouldn't be hard. So long as Jeremiah didn't eat it anyway. Hmm.
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Well, that was an interesting question. One he had learned from experience needed to be handle with a bit more tact than 'we are all heading down that path from the moment we are born' sort of reply. Plus, he was unsure of just how sensitive Mr. Adair could be to that sort of thing, and he certainly did not want to risk the tears. Miss Cambridge had heard that sort of blunt reply before and no tears, so he had confidence in her.
"Not yet, Mr. Adair," he chuckled as he began to remove some planting pots, a bag of dirt, and a packet of seeds. "But we all will arrive at that destination at some point. Just like the stars. Many of which have probably already expired but it takes so long for their light to travel through the vacuum of space to reach us that it looks as though they are still there, but what we are really looking at when we look at the night sky is into the past and not the present." See? He totally had good bedside manner. NAILED IT!
He looked at the supplies. "Professor Bentley has often praised the two of you for your skills in Herbology, so perhaps you should handle the planting of these seeds. One per pot." He had read that on the label. Totally knew his stuff. "I can begin construction on the wall piece," he continued, removing a series of looooooooooong boards from his box.
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Well, that was an interesting question. One he had learned from experience needed to be handle with a bit more tact than 'we are all heading down that path from the moment we are born' sort of reply. Plus, he was unsure of just how sensitive Mr. Adair could be to that sort of thing, and he certainly did not want to risk the tears. Miss Cambridge had heard that sort of blunt reply before and no tears, so he had confidence in her.
"Not yet, Mr. Adair," he chuckled as he began to remove some planting pots, a bag of dirt, and a packet of seeds. "But we all will arrive at that destination at some point. Just like the stars. Many of which have probably already expired but it takes so long for their light to travel through the vacuum of space to reach us that it looks as though they are still there, but what we are really looking at when we look at the night sky is into the past and not the present." See? He totally had good bedside manner. NAILED IT!
He looked at the supplies. "Professor Bentley has often praised the two of you for your skills in Herbology, so perhaps you should handle the planting of these seeds. One per pot." He had read that on the label. Totally knew his stuff. "I can begin construction on the wall piece," he continued, removing a series of looooooooooong boards from his box.
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Gulp.
Not yet. What the heck was that supposed to mean!? At that, the Gryffindor gave the Professor a look of absolute horror! The horror, the horror. At least it meant Lux was safe for now. But did that mean that they still had plans to kill other students? Possibly all at once. Making the not yet a 'not yet but very soon'. O_____O Romanos was getting worse and worse by the day! This was AWFUL! They couldn't let her take ALL of Hufflepuff house! Poor puffs didn't ever do anything to anyone!
Wait... Huh? Flailsteed... What are you going on about now? .... First off, did this guy have to relate EVERYTHING to space? They were talking about the lives of their friends and fellow classmates AND LUX, not about dead stars. "... So what you're saying is.... If the stars we're seeing are already dead lightyears away... We're already dead too? Just... We're in the--huh?" And now he was just straight up confused. A simple yes or no would have sufficed, but now that it was all this space talk things stopped making sense. And Zander's look of horror had most certainly shifted to a look of utter confusion. You lost him on that one, Flamsteed.
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BENTLEY!? BEAUTIFUL BENTLEY! Ahhhh the very sound of her angelic name was enough to melt his heart into a little puddle of mush. Forget about being suspicious, if Professor Bentley had really praised then OF COURSE HE WOULD HELP! The Beautiful Bentley had praised HIM. Him the lowly meek little Gryffindor boy. Really??? Of course, according to Flailsteed she also had praised Lex, BUT SHE ALSO PRAISED HIM !! "Of course Professor! Right away!" He would just about do anything at the mention of his herbology angel's name. It was probably even worse than imperio. Man. "Is Professor Bentley going to come help us?" he asked looking EXTREMELY hopeful. Because that would be a dream. Actually... Not a dream, just another excuse to smell her hair and see her face would be nice. That was always nice.
He looked over at the pots and pulled one over, also taking a small bag of seeds with him. Pft. This was the easy stuff. Oh oh oh! Maybe he could even plant one for her! YES IT WAS BRILLIANT! Hopefully Flailsteed wouldn't mind if he just so happened to steal one after they were done....
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AJ had finally taken the vial that the potions professor gave her. She had been walking around aimlessly waiting for something to happen. Was she going to feel different? Was she going to get super human strength? That was kind of thinking out of the box, but it could happen, right?
She started to walk back to her common room and see if her sister was there. Maybe she could tell a difference in here. As the portrait moved to the side she waked in and "HI-YUH" she said with a kick to the wall. Hmph. Super human strength was out because nothing happened besides her foot hurting.
Was that Airey? "What's going on?" It was her blanket rescue buddies, and she was curious why she was involved. Did they have another mission?
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HARK! Was there something afoot? Trouble brewing, perhaps? Only the eccentric Astronomy professor did not appear to be in much haste. "Good day to you, Professor Flamsteed. Miss Cambridge as well." He gave his head a little tilt to the side to greet them. They could stomach it.
Whatever they were doing over there was of none of his concern at the moment. He was talking business with his soon to be favorite Gryffindor.
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Connor saw that, the way his face changed. It was time to leave that alone. He would read about it in a book because it was obviously upsetting Sir Nicholas and if it was upsetting a brave ghost knight then it couldn't be anything good could it? Nope. But now he had to know. Curiosity and all that and what were lions if not very large cats?
That was his favor? Something so simple? Connor often brought back food just to eat so why not bring back food for him to smell? His face turned back into a smile and he nodded. "Certainly, Sir Nicholas I'll bring something back from dinner later. Any spot in the boys dorm in particular?" It wouldn't be hard. So long as Jeremiah didn't eat it anyway. Hmm.
"SPLENDID!" the ghost applauded as he rose into the air to seemingly match his suddenly uplifted mood. "No, no. No where specific. I can reach any spot in the common room with ease. Although a table top or on top of a trunk would be easiest."
HARK! Was there something afoot? Trouble brewing, perhaps? Only the eccentric Astronomy professor did not appear to be in much haste. "Good day to you, Professor Flamsteed. Miss Cambridge as well." He gave his head a little tilt to the side to greet them. They could stomach it.
Whatever they were doing over there was of none of his concern at the moment. He was talking business with his soon to be favorite Gryffindor.
"SPLENDID!" the ghost applauded as he rose into the air to seemingly match his suddenly uplifted mood. "No, no. No where specific. I can reach any spot in the common room with ease. Although a table top or on top of a trunk would be easiest."
Connor laughed a bit, a smile growing on his face as he saw how his answer effected Sir Nicholas, Connor loved being able to make someone happy. Especially when that someone had only seemed down moments earlier. "Consider it done, then, Sir Nicholas." Yupp, he would be sure to look for those items at dinner and leave them up here afterward.
"I'll make sure to get the up here and out of the way of my cat or any of the other pets." Maybe there was a charm he could use to keep the animals at bay?
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Nice Airey, real nice. The Professor needed to work on his replies to the question of death. She still remembered how grim Lottie had gotten after speaking with him. It...wasn't that serious and now Zander looked like he could freak out at any second. Admittedly it did sound like the Professor was saying they were already dead. "If that's the case we need to do something epic before death catches up with us proper, right Zander?" The thought of already being dead and buried even while she stood her was an odd one. She didn't know how she felt about it.
But more to the point, the Professor needed their help with planting things...? Lex glanced around the Common Room then toward the portrait hole she'd just come in from and in that moment she was reminded that they were locked inside and she LITERALLY had NOTHING better to do.
This would be the term of productivity for the students only on the virtue that they had nothing else to do in the Circe forsaken castle.
Aubrey caught her attention right after and she looked to the Firstie. "We're planting things in the Common Room as a memorial because we're technically already dead and only our lights are left shining so we have to leave a mark before we suddenly stop existing any day now because then no one will remember us otherwise." She explained with a firm nod before reaching for a pot and handing it to the girl. "One seed per pot."
Lex reached for another pot and waited for Felix to get her a packet of seeds. Good to know he was willing to be helpful too.
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Nice Airey, real nice. The Professor needed to work on his replies to the question of death. She still remembered how grim Lottie had gotten after speaking with him. It...wasn't that serious and now Zander looked like he could freak out at any second. Admittedly it did sound like the Professor was saying they were already dead. "If that's the case we need to do something epic before death catches up with us proper, right Zander?" The thought of already being dead and buried even while she stood her was an odd one. She didn't know how she felt about it.
But more to the point, the Professor needed their help with planting things...? Lex glanced around the Common Room then toward the portrait hole she'd just come in from and in that moment she was reminded that they were locked inside and she LITERALLY had NOTHING better to do.
This would be the term of productivity for the students only on the virtue that they had nothing else to do in the Circe forsaken castle.
Aubrey caught her attention right after and she looked to the Firstie. "We're planting things in the Common Room as a memorial because we're technically already dead and only our lights are left shining so we have to leave a mark before we suddenly stop existing any day now because then no one will remember us otherwise." She explained with a firm nod before reaching for a pot and handing it to the girl. "One seed per pot."
Lex reached for another pot and waited for Felix to get her a packet of seeds. Good to know he was willing to be helpful too.
With her mouth slightly slacked, she just stared at her prefect. She wasn't freaked out by the words that she was saying, no. The entire year she had never heard Lex sound so long winded, and dramatic. That was super dramatic, and totally not Lex's style. "But, I feel fine." Minus the whole stir crazy thing that resulted in being stuck in the castle. AJ just shrugged her shoulders and walked over to where the three of them were.
"Plants aren't really my thing. I mean I can help you guys, but if I am going to die I'd rather leave my mark with something else, something cooler." Ya feel me? She picked up a pot and a seed. There were still rules even when you knew you were a dead man? That sucked. She needed soil first right? Or did it matter? They were all goners apparently.
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Well...that was a rather unfortunate looking face. Airey relaxed his shoulders and bit and looked at the young man curiously as he read the Gryffindor's body language and tone. Was he distraught by these truths? "Precisely, Miss Cambridge," he nodded, giving the prefect a salute before his attention was back on the boy. "I am simply reminding you, Mr. Aldair, that we all will reach the same destination sometime, but the journey to get there will be very different. So instead of looking to the past, enjoy the present. Decide what to do with the time that is given to you and make sure you use it epically."
So, could they all do that please? Yes? Stellar.
"Ah, good day Miss Valentine," he greeted. Stellar. They could surely use another hand. He had been hoping for a bigger turn out, but this was intimate and definitely manageable.
"No no, Professor Bentley is completely unaware of this little project," he grinned mischievously. If he had had one of those villain mustaches - the sort that curled up on either side - he would have been curling it around his finger for emphasis. "After teaching at Hogwarts for a decade it was about time that something be created to commemorate her, and she does adore her lions very much so the common room seemed like a great place." Not to mention that they couldn't actually GET TO the greenhouses right now.
He glanced towards Miss Valentine again. "How about this then, you can help me with the construction of the frame while Miss Cambridge and Mr. Aldair see to the plants. I already have the curtain looking pieces cut out of wood here, so those should be painted red."
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"Hello, professor." He seemed to be pretty chipper if what Lex told her was true. There didn't seem to be that many people around to help out, and that either meant that she was lame for being here, or she was part of the cool kids club. AJ decided that it had to be the latter.
She had just started on her pot when she Airey proposed something cooler for her to do. "I can do that without even making a mess." Well, maybe. She wouldn't be making any promises. She picked up a paintbrush and dipped it in paint. A couple of dribbles dropped on her shoe. So much for staying clean. She moved the brush back and forth until every piece was covered in red. It was super nice of them to do this for Bentley. She wondered what the motive behind it was.
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The Gryffindor looked at Lex for a few seconds before replying to her, “Yeah.. I-I guess so,” but how was the girl so comfortable knowing that they were technically already dead and just… It still didn’t make much sense. But the next set of advice was actually, rather normal. Who was this man and what had he done with the strange, lint rolling Professor that was just standing in his place two seconds ago? Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically… That-that actually made sense. “Oh, yeah okay, yeah epically.” Maybe… Maybe just maybe the man knew what he was talking about. And last time he gave Zander advice it had actually worked!!
...WAIT! What if THIS WAS A SIGN!! If this was THE sign.
The only reason the third year went to Bentley to give her the card was because of this guy. Maybe, just maybe Flailsteed was talking about Bentley again.. Enjoy the present. Use it epically. That was it! That was his golden advice HE HAD TO TELL PROFESSOR BENTLEY! Or be bold about it. Decide what to do with his time. Use it epically. The words just kept echoing in his head. Over and over and over again. He had to do something EPIC for his herbology angel. HE JUST HAD TO! Looking up — as his gaze had been momentarily set on the floor— the Gryffindor gave his Professor the BIGGEST smile ever. “Professor that’s-that’s brilliant!” He wasn’t using his time epically by trying to avoid the love of his life, he was doing just the opposite! And then came the hug. What had brought him to hug the Astronomy Professor? Only the third year would know.
For a kid who didn’t normally like hugs… It seemed like he was doing a lot of it this close to the end of term.
Bentley didn’t know?! But-but it was her common room wasn’t it? Shouldn’t the head of house know these things? And what was up with that creepy grin? But then, before Zander could ask, the Professor went further to explain himself. A TRIBUTE TO PROFESSOR BENTLEY!?
AND SOLD! TO THE EAGER BOY IN THE RED TIE!! He was all on board. What was everyone doing just standing around!? He had a SHRINE TO BUILD! Maybe Flailsteed would even let him but up a portrait of the beautiful woman right above the fireplace! Now wouldn’t that be a sight to walk up to every morning and kiss ahem. He could just imagine it now, the common room would be a mirror image of his diary— ahem, not that he kept a diary because PFT ha no ha …. uhum.. Anyways. Jumping right up to his feet the Gryffindor yelled,“YES!.. Before making a quick retreat back down, I mean-uh.. Yeah, I uh I think it’s about time too……….” Right… Um. Yeah. Back to the seeds…
The Gryffindor grabbed another one of the pots and a seed to go with it. Starting with some dirt, he filled the pot and then tucked the seed into it gently. Only the best for the best, right? Right. FOR BENTLEY!!! If he had a sword it would most definitely be in the air, along with a flag with that beautiful angelic face on it. It would be waving in the air just like her beautiful hair that waved in the wind and--Right uhum. “Aguamenti”.... Next pot.
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