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As you walk down the first floor corridor headed towards the History of Magic classroom, the faint sounds of music can be heard coming from that direction. It's not all that loud and seems more for the benefit of Professor Glendower as she is putting herself in the proper mindset for class.
Outside the classroom door hangs a large, ornate sign with the message, Make an Entrance. It is the same sign that hung outside the room last year, but she has written in her own flowery cursive the word Respectfully underneath it as she realized that some students needed the reminder. She was all about creativity and individual interpretation, but it was important to be nice too!
Once inside the classroom, you'll find Professor Glendower who might be singing along to the music as she happily dances through the rows of chairs, placing a chocolate frog on each desk. Welcome to History of Magic!
"Humanely!" Apparently. But that was boring and Ruby was warming to her fictional audience now. "PULL THEIR WINGS OFF SO THEY CAN'T ABDUCT INNOCENT SUNBATHERS ANYMORE."
Definitely needed a sign to wave around right?
"DEATH TO PIXIES!"
..... Zahra didn't have the attention span to continue on with being JUST a radio host. Boring. So she held up a finger for Ruby to hold on a second where she ran over to the COSTUME GETTING PLACE.
And when Zahra came back? She had wings.
And a grin.
And was a Pixie.
In her RADIO HOST VOICE she said, "WE HAVE A PIXIE HERE TO TELL THEIR SIDE OF THE STORY!"
...then Pixie!Zahra jumped on Ruby and hugged her and maybe bit her a little too, 'cuz that's what Pixies do.
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Dragon? OOOOH cool, Caleb had to admit - Merlin had that on Herpo the Foul for sure. But Basilisks were still cool! Now how did mention the whole Horcrux thing without flat out giving it away? Hmmm...
"Dragons may be cool and all, but not as cool as the basilisk! And that's not the only thing I invented to prove I'm the best...I'll be around FOREVER. I mean FOREVERRRRR," he said. Hint hint hint!
Wait, had Herpo's horcruxes ever been found? Or was he REALLY still hanging around the Earth somewhere? He was kind of irked by that idea...yeah, that was actually REALLY creepy. Eek.
Ethan!Merlin raised a brow at this. How can a FREAKING BASILISK be COOLER than a Dragon? Dragon's are the best! Or maybe he's just being biased because his cousin is studying that beast.
"And here people think I'm a LUNATIC!" Really, bashers? REALLY?! "Death is the next adventure! And--" OH. There. A CLUE! Ethan!Merlin tapped the floor with his staff and let out a grunt.
"Grrr...definitely not Professor Salazar because he didn't invent an elixir of some sort...Nicolas Flamel? No...no, he doesn't have a basilisk..." Ethan!Merlin did an epic butt scratch as he was on the verge of being stumped by this PERPLEXING character. Caleb's character is a wizard, so witches are out. Way older than Merlin, hmm. Has a Basilisk, and that he found a way to live forever?
Basilisk...Old...Horcruxes? Dingdingding! "You are more FOUL than MORGANA!" Ethan!Merlin triumphantly tapped the floor hard with his staff. "I studied you back in HOGWARTS!" Now he gets the 'older than you' clue. "Ahhhhh. FINALLY, we have MET Herpo the Foul."
NOW THAT was a hard one to guess.
Did he get it right, though?
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..... Zahra didn't have the attention span to continue on with being JUST a radio host. Boring. So she held up a finger for Ruby to hold on a second where she ran over to the COSTUME GETTING PLACE.
And when Zahra came back? She had wings.
And a grin.
And was a Pixie.
In her RADIO HOST VOICE she said, "WE HAVE A PIXIE HERE TO TELL THEIR SIDE OF THE STORY!"
...then Pixie!Zahra jumped on Ruby and hugged her and maybe bit her a little too, 'cuz that's what Pixies do.
She needed ammunition! A weapon! Something! Ruby squealed dramatically and conjured a cushion (she was good at that, as anyone who happened to have attended the feast would know). This cushion was perfectly serviceable for taming pixies.
BITING PIXIES.
OKAY ZAHRA WAS BITING HER! AND SHE HAD KNOCKED HER ON THE FLOOR.
Ruby, giggling, whacked pixie!Zahra with her cushion.
PILLOW FIGHT!
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She needed ammunition! A weapon! Something! Ruby squealed dramatically and conjured a cushion (she was good at that, as anyone who happened to have attended the feast would know). This cushion was perfectly serviceable for taming pixies.
BITING PIXIES.
OKAY ZAHRA WAS BITING HER! AND SHE HAD KNOCKED HER ON THE FLOOR.
Ruby, giggling, whacked pixie!Zahra with her cushion.
PILLOW FIGHT!
Zahra the Pixie ASSUMED THE FETAL POSITION, screeched... GIGGLED like a loon... and got beat up by a pillow by a MAD WOMAN. It was the best. History of Magic was by far the best class offered at Hogwarts.
No one here yelled at her to STOP POURING WATER or DONT TOUCH THE BALLS. Nope.
"DON'T PULL OFF MY WIIIIINGGSS, YOU HARRRRPPPYYYYYY," Zahra the Pixie screeched, rallying a little in her beat up Pixie state to get her legs around CRAZY RUBY PILLOW WIELDER.
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Zahra the Pixie ASSUMED THE FETAL POSITION, screeched... GIGGLED like a loon... and got beat up by a pillow by a MAD WOMAN. It was the best. History of Magic was by far the best class offered at Hogwarts.
No one here yelled at her to STOP POURING WATER or DONT TOUCH THE BALLS. Nope.
"DON'T PULL OFF MY WIIIIINGGSS, YOU HARRRRPPPYYYYYY," Zahra the Pixie screeched, rallying a little in her beat up Pixie state to get her legs around CRAZY RUBY PILLOW WIELDER.
GASP!
"I am not a HARPY!" Ruby said, sounding outraged. But not reeally because it was acting you see. "Pixies are HORRIBLE creatures. AND YOU, PIXIE! ARE TRYING TO ABDUCT ME RIGHT NOW! AGAIN!" She giggled again and thwacked Zahra in the head ineffectually with her cushion.
Nooo! She was trapped! By Pixie thighs! Was this how they had abducted her poor chocolate frog counterpart? No wonder the woman was so TERRIFIED.
Ruby was all tangled up in her costume, and in Zahra's. All she'd worked out about Zahra's was that it was some WWN personality. But aside from that... too distracted to care. She got a leg free but was effectively pinned by the Gryffindor, and since this was just for fun and not a real fight, Ruby wasn't inclined to fight dirty, only ham it up even more.
"HELP ME! HELP ME! I AM BEING ABDUCTED BY A PIXIE! AGAIN!" Ruby called out dramatically and then collapsed in a dead faint.
A feint faint.
Not a real faint.
Actin'.
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Ethan!Merlin raised a brow at this. How can a FREAKING BASILISK be COOLER than a Dragon? Dragon's are the best! Or maybe he's just being biased because his cousin is studying that beast.
"And here people think I'm a LUNATIC!" Really, bashers? REALLY?! "Death is the next adventure! And--" OH. There. A CLUE! Ethan!Merlin tapped the floor with his staff and let out a grunt.
"Grrr...definitely not Professor Salazar because he didn't invent an elixir of some sort...Nicolas Flamel? No...no, he doesn't have a basilisk..." Ethan!Merlin did an epic butt scratch as he was on the verge of being stumped by this PERPLEXING character. Caleb's character is a wizard, so witches are out. Way older than Merlin, hmm. Has a Basilisk, and that he found a way to live forever?
Basilisk...Old...Horcruxes? Dingdingding! "You are more FOUL than MORGANA!" Ethan!Merlin triumphantly tapped the floor hard with his staff. "I studied you back in HOGWARTS!" Now he gets the 'older than you' clue. "Ahhhhh. FINALLY, we have MET Herpo the Foul."
NOW THAT was a hard one to guess.
Did he get it right, though?
YAYYYY Ethan got it! Caleb KNEW that whole 'being around forever' thing was going to finally do the trick with him. He grinned and tossed the snake aside dramatically. "Alas, I have been identified! It is I, Herpo the Foul! Creator of the Basilisk AND the first known Horcrux!" he cried.
Did they want to know how he did it? CALEB didn't even want to know. It was bad enough knowing You-Know-Who had them.
"I agree, Morgana is totally NOT as cool as us," he said, pushing a piece of the white wig out of his eye haughtily. "Let us duel her together and then, I shall finish YOU!" he exclaimed with a grin.
Could they really pretend to duel if they were done? Cause that would be SWEEEEET!
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That face David was making? SNORT. Priceless. Grayson was dead pleased that the guy had managed to dress up as a woman; it'd make this whole acting nonsense a lot easier. "Sucks for you, man." David was cool and Grayson wasn't gonna tell anyone about this. He'd only bring it up at the right moment for teasing reasons.
"You're very welcome, good madam!" Jeez, that was a lot of mannerism in one sentence. Oh. Great. He had to be stuck with David being someone who wrote books. Did he read? LOL, no. Not for fun, unless comic books counted. "Children say the darndest things and some of it's from the utter garbage they read in the wrong books!" Er. Alright. "Tell me, good woman, do you write yourself?" If so, the he-woman should give him some clues.
Fancy little contraption? SMIRK.
Or not. In character, remember? "Oh this thing?" he said, trying to sound humble or whatever while he held up the Sneakoscope, "'Tis but a humble little device. Invented it myself! Detects dark magic, it does. Brand new and in a wizarding town near you VERY soon!" He should be a sales person. Man, he'd rock that!
It did suck. It really did. SIGH. Poor him.
BUT David was going to continue to stay in character. Because he was SUCH a good actor. Obviously.
"Quite RIGHT," he continued in that falsetto voice. And suddenly worried for a moment if his voice could ever be STUCK LIKE THIS??? Merlin, that better not happen."They have ABsolutely HORRID books published for these poor children! LUCKILY, yes, I am in fact a writer! I wrote this book-" He held up the book in his hand. "-and adapted SOME of Beedle the Bard's horrid little stories, except for that DREADful, traumatizing hairy heart story." Hint hint.
As for Grayson's person...hmmm...an inventor, obviously. Of a dark magic detector. That one specifically? Which was a...er...what was it called? DADA wasn't his best subject. "I see! That sounds like a veeeeery useful device! What do you call it, sir?"
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The Gryffindor turned around slowly at the sound of his name. Honestly, he knew that unique accent from anywhere: It was Cutty.
......
Uh, wait a minute, was he wearing-- lipstick? Zander had gotten a girl too, but he wasn't going to go to that extreme. 'Cause what if it didn't come off and then he had to wear lipstick for the rest of the day!! No one would ever let him live it down. He had the ginger wig though. That was enough, right?
Raising an eyebrow he nodded his head slowly, "Uh, yeah!... Do you want to be my partner?" Luckily, this Gryffindor was too clueless to even register how strange the question had sounded when Cutty had asked. Oblivious to the way it could have sounded. Honestly, he just wanted to get this activity over with so that he could take off this darn fish costume. Merlin.
"'Course I do, Adair. 'Course I do." He said a bit too reassuringly. He had by this time taken in Zander's costume touches and from what Cutty could gather Zander was advertising. Or maybe he was just trying to invoke merfolk or the sea in general. Maybe it was way off and he was trying to imply a gang-related ending like the famous wizard he was meant to be ended their life sleeping with the fishes. Was that too subtle for Adair? "Are yew soomeone who has had anything to do with merpeople?" He asked trying to get a clue as the red seemed amplified against the paleness of Cutty's face and feather boa and little tufts of fluff rained down from the pillow fight nearby giving the imagery a sort of modern art feel.
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Josie could feel a pain in her chest as she saw the disappointed look on his face he'd said he was wrong. She couldn't help but feel very panicked wanting to help him get it right, but she wasn't sure if she was allowed to. But she let out a sigh of relief when he had at least gotten her clues leading up to the Leak Cauldron. Thank Merlin, but unfortunately he didn't know her name.
'THINK JOSIE, MORE CLUES!'
She quickly said, "I-If it helps, m-my name is the n-name of a very common flower..." Then adding, "I-It starts with a D? A-And i-it's actually the first letter in m-my last name too..." Stepping out of character, she put her hand up against her cheek to whisper, "I-it's actually MY favorite f-flower too..." That probably wouldn't have helped too much, but wasn't it at least worth a shot to get the f-first name though other than not guessing a name at all? And at least some credit?
....Right?
It wasn't long after that she'd soon discover the boy's name & she nodded with a soft smile learning that his name was Zeke. "I-I think you gave i-it your best..I-I'm Josette...Josie.."
This was futile. FUTILE!... and there had to be an easier way around this. Farrrr easier. Could he, maybe, consult his textbook? Was that an option? Cause really... it was hardly his fault that he didn't know every bleeding name in history, let alone the name of the Leaky Cauldron's owner/builder/person. Yeah.
When the Ravenclaw mentioned common flower, Rose came to mine, but then she went on to say it started with D. What kind of flower started with a D?!?!?!... "Daffodil?.... Dandelion?" No, he didn't know of anyone with either of those names. And then it hit him "Daisy?" YESSS... DAISY!
His eyes scanned the blackboard to see what her surname might be. He was hoping there weren't multiple Daisy's on the list, and he was right in thinking there wouldn't be. There was only one. ONE NAME. "Daisy Dodderigde!" Please say he was right! PLEASEEEEEE!!!
Zeke beamed. This... wasn't so bad, this whole History of Magic thing... now that he'd figured some things out for himself. Though, if the class was always going to be dress-ups and guessing games, then he might give it a miss. There was only so much he could take, and blonde wigs were the limit of that.
"Nice to meet you Josette Josie..." Was that a hyphenated name? Double name? First and middle name?
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Layla was tempted to conceal herself in the corner of the room and not have to bother with this activity but still get the points for attendance. She wouldn't be much help anyway so she was much happier over here than she would be in the middle of what was going on. But apparently she wasn't going to get away with that considering there was a small child approaching her.
She stared at her momentarily before sighing inwardly and faking a smile. "No. This ain't s'posed to be a tiara and I ain't royalty" she declared in her south London accent before realising they were supposed to be in character. "Sorry" she coughed. "I am not a member of royalty but you could say I'm Hogwarts royalty" Her accent had turned to softly spoken posh scottish now. She was from Scotland right?
And then came along another girl and Layla left them to interact for a bit. She didn't care. They could guess eachother because quite frankly Layla wasn't going to know who these people are.
And it was a lot of effort to search through her textbook.
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Ah yes the technicalities of colour. Green versus red. "I'd thought you'd run into ill luck and couldn't find a red cloak." She eyed the girl once more, once up once down then up again. "But you said you're not Red. It's just the same, I've no desire running into her." Not after all she'd heard. There was only so much one could tolerate in the naivety of a little Beastling like the one who pranced through forests with baskets of excess sugar.
As for her. "I don't have to do anything. Being Mistress of All Evil should be all the accomplishment I need. You think it's easy achieving this title? There was a lot of evil and scheming put into it and I should ber REVERED." Honestly, how was this not already obvious? The ignorance of the ones in this castle was alarming. Maleficent didn't know how much longer she'd be able to overlook it.
She swung her feet off the table for a moment and gave the girl another look, this one a little more intent before finally. "I've grown tired of this game--if that's what you can call it. What card do you have? Tell me and I'll tell you mine. This doesn't need to be difficult." Wasn't it obvious she wouldn't know any of these miniscule pretenders? Show her the real pictures, the villains of the best fairytales and she'd be set. Not these.
By now, Brooklyn hardly was paying attention to the fact she was practically having a conversation cross the classroom. All she wanted was to get the head girl to drop the act, or at least slip up in some way. Besides, half the rest of the class was yelling too it seemed like. All she was doing was talking. And standing on her chair with her bottle and birds. “Why would that be ill luck?,” she asked. The only reason she’d want a red cloak was if she was being a Lannister, but they weren’t on chocolate frog cards either. She wasn’t entirely sure what the head girl had against Red Riding Hood either, even if she actually was Maleficent. Who wasn’t real. At all.
She almost rolled her eyes at the whole thing about how she was evil and should be revered. “Evil people aren’t on chocolate frog cards.” That was a fact. Anyone could have seen that. “And course there was.” The scheming stuff. All good goals took lots of that. Like her goal of getting all the professors and people to believe she was a good girl, just so she could get power. She wasn’t going to be weird and act like evil fairies to do that. In fact, she already had done that, to a lot of the professors and Ethan.
The movement of the head girl swinging her legs off the desk for a second hadn’t been missed either. Maybe she was accomplishing something, except then all that happened was the attempt at a deal. Wow. That deal didn’t get her anything. “What would I get if I told you?,” she asked, eyeing the older girl right back. A druidess was cooler than a pretend evil fairy any day, especially when her person was important to potions and stuff that the evil fairy could have used.
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By now, Brooklyn hardly was paying attention to the fact she was practically having a conversation cross the classroom. All she wanted was to get the head girl to drop the act, or at least slip up in some way. Besides, half the rest of the class was yelling too it seemed like. All she was doing was talking. And standing on her chair with her bottle and birds. “Why would that be ill luck?,” she asked. The only reason she’d want a red cloak was if she was being a Lannister, but they weren’t on chocolate frog cards either. She wasn’t entirely sure what the head girl had against Red Riding Hood either, even if she actually was Maleficent. Who wasn’t real. At all.
She almost rolled her eyes at the whole thing about how she was evil and should be revered. “Evil people aren’t on chocolate frog cards.” That was a fact. Anyone could have seen that. “And course there was.” The scheming stuff. All good goals took lots of that. Like her goal of getting all the professors and people to believe she was a good girl, just so she could get power. She wasn’t going to be weird and act like evil fairies to do that. In fact, she already had done that, to a lot of the professors and Ethan.
The movement of the head girl swinging her legs off the desk for a second hadn’t been missed either. Maybe she was accomplishing something, except then all that happened was the attempt at a deal. Wow. That deal didn’t get her anything. “What would I get if I told you?,” she asked, eyeing the older girl right back. A druidess was cooler than a pretend evil fairy any day, especially when her person was important to potions and stuff that the evil fairy could have used.
The odd little Beastling was slow as well. "Do try to keep up. Under the assumption you could have been Red Riding Hood, you'd hardly want to fit yourself in a cloak of green making it ill-luck should you have found it in place of a red one." But they'd come to establish that she wouldn't be the little girl prancing through the forest. It was all hypothetical, did she see??
Hold on. "Pardon? No villains?" Maleficent tossed her card down, now losing all interest. Once again her feet swung back onto the table and she got into a more relaxed position. "I dislike being the one to tell you but those cards aren't worth jack. Not a notable figure to be found if they've all been society's martyrs and how very one track minded of the fool to come up with these." Not a single bad guy? Not one? Well it was just as well. She didn't want to be on some bendy card that children threw about anyway.
As for what she would get, the Dark Queen could admire that. Doing nothing without something in return. "Why, an end to this game of course. You're meant to guess who I am and I doubt you'll have a clue with me reclining the way I am and I am in turn meant to make a guess but if you aren't Red then I'm afraid I'm at a loss." This could be mutually beneficial. How did the child not see this?
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Norah grinned at the other two students. "Harry Potter and Dumbledore! It's so perfect you two are working together." She knew all about those two, because duh. Everyone did. She looked down at her Quidditch robes and began acting out her beater-dom once more. Hers wasn't quiiiite so easy, considering HER card hadn't been anyone in about a zillion years, and she hadn't defeated any dark wizards.
"I'm a girl," she began just in case that wasn't obvious, "And all my teammates are girls." She said this in the thickest Welsh accent she could, or at least it was what she THOUGHT was a Welsh accent. It really could have been anything really, but her card had said Welsh so she went with Welsh. Oooh! She turned to AJ and grinned once more, "Your wife played on my team too!" She wasn't sure if anyone would know this, but her father had told her so many stories about Harry Potter that some of the information had to stick. Uhhhh. She didn't have anything else to say, so she began acting out hitting a bludger once more. Geddit?
It was pretty perfect that Harry Potter and Dumbledore were working together. What were the odds of AJ picking the student who was portraying one of the most important persons in Mr. Potter's life? Now that Hady and AJ's characters had been guessed, it was time to figure out Norah's.
The lion gave the hufflepuff girl her full attention. She was a girl, and her teammates were all girls too. Obviously she was a quidditch player, but there were so many of them. How was she going to pick the right one? "My wife?" Oh right, Harry married Ginny. Okay... think, think. She could be any of the girls on the team. "You must play for the Holyhead Harpies." Had she said that already?
AJ noticed her movements, and that meant that she had to be a beater. Once AJ had found out about the sport, she read up on it. If Hogwarts ever decided to let them play the game again, she would be trying out.
OOOOOHHHHH! "You're Jones. Gwen Jones, am I right?" She was right wasn't she? EEP!
Norah grinned and dropped her makeshift beaters' bat. "YEAH!" she exclaimed, and reached up to slap the girl a high five. That was some nice work, uh huh. She leaned over pick up her prop and looked around the room. Was she supposed to go work with other people or what? Eh. She turned her eyes back to AJ and gave her another smile. She had seen her around, but she couldn't quiiiiiite place her house and year. She DID hang around with that prefect guy a lot, so maybe she was older. In any case, she didn't seem COMPLETELY informed on the dangers of cooties, which was strange because she seemed perfectly normal. Ew. BOYS. "I'm in Hufflepuff, second year," she offered to the girl. AND WHO'RE YOU?
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It was pretty perfect that Harry Potter and Dumbledore were working together. What were the odds of AJ picking the student who was portraying one of the most important persons in Mr. Potter's life? Now that Hady and AJ's characters had been guessed, it was time to figure out Norah's.
The lion gave the hufflepuff girl her full attention. She was a girl, and her teammates were all girls too. Obviously she was a quidditch player, but there were so many of them. How was she going to pick the right one? "My wife?" Oh right, Harry married Ginny. Okay... think, think. She could be any of the girls on the team. "You must play for the Holyhead Harpies." Had she said that already?
AJ noticed her movements, and that meant that she had to be a beater. Once AJ had found out about the sport, she read up on it. If Hogwarts ever decided to let them play the game again, she would be trying out.
OOOOOHHHHH! "You're Jones. Gwen Jones, am I right?" She was right wasn't she? EEP!
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Norah grinned and dropped her makeshift beaters' bat. "YEAH!" she exclaimed, and reached up to slap the girl a high five. That was some nice work, uh huh. She leaned over pick up her prop and looked around the room. Was she supposed to go work with other people or what? Eh. She turned her eyes back to AJ and gave her another smile. She had seen her around, but she couldn't quiiiiiite place her house and year. She DID hang around with that prefect guy a lot, so maybe she was older. In any case, she didn't seem COMPLETELY informed on the dangers of cooties, which was strange because she seemed perfectly normal. Ew. BOYS. "I'm in Hufflepuff, second year," she offered to the girl. AND WHO'RE YOU?
Hady knew a few things about Quidditch but not all that much. She had known that Harry Potters wife Ginny had played Quidditch and she could recall the team as well but that was as far as it went for her. So when AJ had guessed it correctly she smiled. "Nice job!" She exclaimed glancing around at everyone else. "Do we just keep talking since we all know who we're acting as?"
Eden beamed. OKAY so she got the floo powder right. But alas----not Kirley Duke. UGH. Eden wanted to cheat. She glanced up at the professor and then looked at her book quickly, when she wasn't looking--and tried her best to look in the index at FLOO POWDER--and then she flipped to the page. She shot a glance at Jasmine. "Don't judge me! I have NO clue--" she sighed and looked down. And then she felt bad. BUT WHATEVER.
"You're..Ignatia Wildsmith-Wing--" and she squiiiiinted down at her book. "Windsmith?" Yeah. She had issues. She shut her book quickly and whistled. "I would have never guessed." Ever.
Eden sighed and shook her head. "Nope. Not him. I am a dude though, obviously--" wiggggggle mustache! "My first name starts with an H." Yeah. She wouldn't care if Jasmine cheated, either.
Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief when Eden correctly guessed her chocolate frog persona. Raising her hand to give Eden a high five, Jasmine said, "You got it! That was really hard. I'd never heard of her either before today."
Now it was her turn.....again. Jasmine still didn't know who Eden was supposed to be, but mercifully she had given her a good hint. Her person's name started with an H. Hoping that she meant first name, not last, Jasmine looked toward the list of names on the board. OK now this was process of elimination. She could eliminate the women first. There weren't that many male H names on the list. Jasmine also eliminated the names she knew.......the two memebers of the Weird Sisters, the founder of Hogsmeade and Harry Potter. That left......"Are you Havelock Sweeting?" Please say yes, please say yes.[/QUOTE]
Eden was happy. Yes, she had LOOKED in her book, but STILL. Whooooh. And she could see the wheels turning in Jasmine's BRAIN. She was thinking. Eden just wiggled her mustache around a lot and waited patiently. "Unicorns! Whoooooooh unicorns!" she cried, and she waved the unicorn horn around.
AND FINALLY. She had gotten it--and without cheating, too! Eden was proud and ADMIRED the prefect SO much. "YES! Mr. Sweeting!" she cried, happily, and she bounced a little and would have hugged the prefect had she known her better. WHOOH.
"Unicorn Rights Activist. Or something like that. Seemed like a cool dude. I hadn't heard of him until today, either. But you seem to know of him. That's cool." Smartie pants. Eden was quiiiiite jealous.
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin
Cutty went digging through the costumes, but what he felt like he needed was more equivalent to makeup. But oh well, he'd make due with what he had, which at that point had been a feather boa. The end of which went draped around his neck in a rather diva-esque and almost careless manner, which Aha! A tube of lipstick! And onto Cutty's lips it went. A vampy shade of brick red that sharply contrasted with his pale face. "Who are yew meant to be?" He asked another young wizard who was also looking through the array of costume pieces.
Darius believe that he ended up with the most difficult wizard ever. He was just reading over his card again as he pulled out a ridiculous outfit something that would look really odd when someone spoke to him. "I wish I knew," Darius replied, meaning that he really wasn't sure how he was going to play this wizard. He held up a large pair of blue and green stripped pants and a purple vest and slipped them on. Now what to use for a jellyfish hat, he thought. "Ah ha... I got it. Just give me a moment and I'll give you a clue." He had found a purple wig and sat it on top of his head so that it puffed up for the body of the jellyfish. It took him a minute to twist the long locks to look like legs.
"I can prove that the song of the Fwooper is actually beneficial to one's health, after listening to their song for three months." That was his first clue. He didn't want to mention that the wig was supposed to be a jellyfish just yet. It might give his character away to fast if someone really knew history well. "Who are you?" Darius asked finally able to take in the boys costume. Considering the fact he didn't know any history at all he didn't think he would be able to guess who he was suppose to be.
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"'Course I do, Adair. 'Course I do." He said a bit too reassuringly. He had by this time taken in Zander's costume touches and from what Cutty could gather Zander was advertising. Or maybe he was just trying to invoke merfolk or the sea in general. Maybe it was way off and he was trying to imply a gang-related ending like the famous wizard he was meant to be ended their life sleeping with the fishes. Was that too subtle for Adair? "Are yew soomeone who has had anything to do with merpeople?" He asked trying to get a clue as the red seemed amplified against the paleness of Cutty's face and feather boa and little tufts of fluff rained down from the pillow fight nearby giving the imagery a sort of modern art feel.
The Gryffindor smiled, though secretly he was mostly just relieved. Everyone else had paired off and if he didn't have a partner then he'd be wearing this dumb costume for nothing. At least everyone else looked dumb too. The lipstick though... That looked way out of place. Hearing Cutty's question the fourth year's smile grew even wider. "YEAH! Well, sort of. I, I mean she... Fell in love with a merman," was he allowed to give that much away? Eh. At least Cutty understood the costume. They were almost half way there now!
Then, he turned his attention to the lipstick. Practically staring at the Slytherin's lips in deep concentration, ".... Uh... Something to do with makeup?" Because really there was no need for the lipstick. There were other ways to make yourself look like a girl, you know? So the lipstick just had to mean something. Or maybe Cutty just wanted know what it felt like and this was the perfect excuse?
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What nonsense was the professor talking? Of COURSE she could be on a chocolate frog card.
Dima was certain he'd never seen a lady fairer.
Finally ripping open his sweet, the kid ignored his candy amphibian hopping away and instead inspected the person trapped inside. Jocunda Sykes? He didn't really mind being a lady; the REAL problem was that he had absolutely no idea what she had done to become famous and immortalized in collectible cards.
Thank Merlin for the little description that explained it.
First woman to fly across the Atlantic on a broomstick? Dima could OWN that. Work.
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"I am not a HARPY!" Ruby said, sounding outraged. But not reeally because it was acting you see. "Pixies are HORRIBLE creatures. AND YOU, PIXIE! ARE TRYING TO ABDUCT ME RIGHT NOW! AGAIN!" She giggled again and thwacked Zahra in the head ineffectually with her cushion.
Nooo! She was trapped! By Pixie thighs! Was this how they had abducted her poor chocolate frog counterpart? No wonder the woman was so TERRIFIED.
Ruby was all tangled up in her costume, and in Zahra's. All she'd worked out about Zahra's was that it was some WWN personality. But aside from that... too distracted to care. She got a leg free but was effectively pinned by the Gryffindor, and since this was just for fun and not a real fight, Ruby wasn't inclined to fight dirty, only ham it up even more.
"HELP ME! HELP ME! I AM BEING ABDUCTED BY A PIXIE! AGAIN!" Ruby called out dramatically and then collapsed in a dead faint.
A feint faint.
Not a real faint.
Actin'.
Oh hey man. Hey ..... Did ... Ruby just die? PIXIE ZAHRA KILLED HER? Uh oh.
....Zahra de-tangled, crawled over to Ruby, and put her face right over Ruby's to check for life. Then she blew into Ruby's nostrils.
YOU OKAY MAN? "....psssst.... you better be faking...Plus I don't have a CLUE who you are, so we gotta work this out...."
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Ian looked around as many of the other students seemed to have guessed what their partner was dressed up like. He looked back over at his partner and wondered what in the world he was talking about with the disappearing. He decided to try and determine based upon performers....Are you a magical tap dancer? He had decided to go with that in hopes Ceorlic would give him a bit more help.
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Someone who loooooooooved to be set on fire? That didn't seem particularly helpful at the moment, but maybe something would come to her. With more clues, yeah? Dot adjusted her very pretty big hat and apron as she tried to think about any chocolate frog cards she may have collected over the years.
"Um. Do you. Um." Dot danced on the spot out of anxiety. "Um, ok. Are you a girl?" Because it was hard to tell, ok? And a clue for Hufflepuffs? "I wrote a fab book. Have you read it?"
Marigold paused so Dot could think of who she was because she was GREAT at being Wendelin... but when she wasn't guessed immediately, she held up a single finger and ran to get another costume. Coming back with a scarf and a green wig, she nodded. "I AM a girl and I have many different DISGUISED because I like to be SET ON FIRE." She waved her hand in several flaily gestures to represent getting set on fire. "I am considered STRANGE and WEIRD to many people." Was she being too obvious? This wasn't like that game where she couldn't mention the word 'weird' or anything, right?
"Author. Book. You wrote..... a charms book. A cheese book? WAIT. YOU WROTE THAT BOOK ABOUT CHARMING CHEESE." What was her name? "HOLD ON," she said, dancing excitedly on the spot. "I CAN'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME." Something with a G?
The fourth year got up and went over the trunk to find a costume for Celestina Warbeck. Cinna searched around inside the trunk she had some ideas. First she was thinking about a wing, some kind of 1960's Motown type hairstyle. Short and brown, because that just screamed Celestina. Searching searching. Ah she found one.
Now she needed a dress with sequenced. Yeah that kind of seem to also fit too. The whole 1960's music era. That was like her theme for picking things out. As she was looking through for the dress and she spotted a pair of white long gloves and a red and white feather boa.
Finally she found a sleek red sequenced dress it was perfect. She wondered if she could find a microphone and use that as a prop. Not that she thought she would needed it because to her the outfit should totally give it away. If not the singing sure would.
Now Kace needed to find another partner and he found the perfect one. He grinned when he saw Cinna in the room. He walked over with his cane out and walking like a rich dude would. He smiled when he approached her and said, "Hey Cinna....can you guess who I am?" he asked referring to his outfit and winged horse.
But he had to try and guess hers. He wondered who she was. She was in a red dress and white boa? Hmm which time period was that outfit was from. Maybe 1960's? He was stumped and couldn't think who she was.
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It did suck. It really did. SIGH. Poor him.
BUT David was going to continue to stay in character. Because he was SUCH a good actor. Obviously.
"Quite RIGHT," he continued in that falsetto voice. And suddenly worried for a moment if his voice could ever be STUCK LIKE THIS??? Merlin, that better not happen."They have ABsolutely HORRID books published for these poor children! LUCKILY, yes, I am in fact a writer! I wrote this book-" He held up the book in his hand. "-and adapted SOME of Beedle the Bard's horrid little stories, except for that DREADful, traumatizing hairy heart story." Hint hint.
As for Grayson's person...hmmm...an inventor, obviously. Of a dark magic detector. That one specifically? Which was a...er...what was it called? DADA wasn't his best subject. "I see! That sounds like a veeeeery useful device! What do you call it, sir?"
If there was one thing Grayson wouldn't be able to get over, it was that voice. MAN. The pitch was making it hard for him to keep a straight face and not to burst out laughing. It kept on going up and down and lulz. David was NOT gonna live this one down.
Oh! She WAS a writer! Freaking YES for getting somewhere with this. Shame he didn't really KNOW any authors. "Isn't it AWFUL that they're being inflicted with such terrible LIES from those books? Lies that stop them from doing something GREAT." Like inventing weird objects. "Are you the dashing lady who wrote the Charms books?" The author of those books WAS a lady, right?
And SNORT. Better than Beedle the Bard.
A very useful device? "Right you ARE, Ma'am! This," he said, holding up the Sneakoscope, "'Tis a Sneakoscope! Detects unfriendly activity and if someone's being dodgy. Can't trust many layabouts around these parts but you CAN trust this invention right here."
Having found another grey beard in the costume box, Nessa put it on as well as the big flowery sheet she draped across her body. So it wasn't a white sheet, but it would do as a toga. Did she have something that would pass as a sceptre though? She stood back a bit, allowing the children to get their things first, then when all was clear, she found an old mop handle that she picked up and used it like a walking stick. That would do, she supposed.
Wandering around the room in costume, she observed all the little acts, smiling as the students got into their character of history. Good.. not only were they learning more about the character, but they were educating their friends about them too. Just what she wanted. But now came the part that she liked least - the end of class. Still wearing her flowery toga, she walked to the front of the room and raised her voice just slightly to get the attention of the room..
"Attention, everyone! I'm afraid that time is up for our lesson today." And she would just hate to make them late for their next class even if she would just love to continue. "Wonderful job everyone! I hope you learned something new about an important figure in our history today." They didn't need to affirm that because she was certain they did.. and acting it out would only cement that in their brains. "Homework will be posted shortly.. please put everything away that you had gotten out today and you are dismissed!"
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Layla was tempted to conceal herself in the corner of the room and not have to bother with this activity but still get the points for attendance. She wouldn't be much help anyway so she was much happier over here than she would be in the middle of what was going on. But apparently she wasn't going to get away with that considering there was a small child approaching her.
She stared at her momentarily before sighing inwardly and faking a smile. "No. This ain't s'posed to be a tiara and I ain't royalty" she declared in her south London accent before realising they were supposed to be in character. "Sorry" she coughed. "I am not a member of royalty but you could say I'm Hogwarts royalty" Her accent had turned to softly spoken posh scottish now. She was from Scotland right?
And then came along another girl and Layla left them to interact for a bit. She didn't care. They could guess eachother because quite frankly Layla wasn't going to know who these people are.
And it was a lot of effort to search through her textbook.
Dot's partner didn't seem particularly keen - on guessing or being guessed. It helped that she had an easy one, one that even Dot could guess, but since she wasn't asking questions back and wasn't guessing back...
Where did that leave them?
Ravenclaws were meant to be smart, and sometimes smart meant making it up as you went along. "It looks like a tiara." Just saying. And if it was a diadem, then... samesies, y'know? Play along, Ravenclaw!
"Do... you... are you a girl?" That question had gone so well when she asked the 'Puff.
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Marigold paused so Dot could think of who she was because she was GREAT at being Wendelin... but when she wasn't guessed immediately, she held up a single finger and ran to get another costume. Coming back with a scarf and a green wig, she nodded. "I AM a girl and I have many different DISGUISED because I like to be SET ON FIRE." She waved her hand in several flaily gestures to represent getting set on fire. "I am considered STRANGE and WEIRD to many people." Was she being too obvious? This wasn't like that game where she couldn't mention the word 'weird' or anything, right?
"Author. Book. You wrote..... a charms book. A cheese book? WAIT. YOU WROTE THAT BOOK ABOUT CHARMING CHEESE." What was her name? "HOLD ON," she said, dancing excitedly on the spot. "I CAN'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME." Something with a G?
Speaking of the 'Puff, the girl was off again, changing costumes and still talking really really loud and close, and Dot had no clue what she was supposed to ask next. This person was a female and she wore disguises and she liked to be set on fire. Was she a spy? Who... no, the fire part seemed way more important.
"Are you dead or alive now? And how long have you been dead, if you are... dead?"
Oh, guessing? You taking notes there, 'Claw? This was how this game was played. "YES YES, good. I wrote that book. I love cheese."