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Since it's first discovery in the 2050s, the Treehouse has maintained it's presence throughout the years with upkeep and improvements thanks to the many Groundskeepers. A massive tree houses a wooden fort that sits high up in its branches. A rope ladder automatically descends down upon approach. Once inside you are greeted with a spacious place to lounge, much larger than the exterior leads on.
Whether you choose to bird watch, study or simply relax with friends, this place makes it easier with the mini fridge that refills with cool beverages, thanks to Mr. McLeod. If you happen to slip, don't worry, you are greeted with a bouncing charm on the ground keeping you safe and free to climb back up again.
Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
SPOILER!!: Gosh this kid XD
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Olly just nodded thoughtfully, listening as Blaise spoke. He supposed that did make sense. He didn't really now how a quill like that worked, having never used one himself. It did seem handy to be able to have something take notes so you didn't have to do that yourself. Who cared if they were a little wrong? At least you hadn't had to do them. That would be Olly's opinion, at least.
It was unsurprising that Blaise had met Ellery, they were in the same year and house after all. He tried to decipher the tone of voice his friend used when describing her. Was he trying to say that being loud was a bad thing. Was Blaise insulting Ellery. He decided probably not, mostly because he liked Blaise and thought he was a good person. And Olly didn't want to have to get mad at him for saying something negative about Ellery. Because he definitely would. Get mad, that is.
He just shrugged. How was he supposed to explain Ellery. "That's just...Ellery." She had a big personality. "She likes to be the center of attention." Most of the time, anyway. He'd never really thought about why, because it didn't really matter. It might have come a little bit from being a triplet. Since there were three of them, they always had to compete for attention. But they never competed with each other, not intentionally at least. Maybe Blaise should be asking Ellery these questions.
Again with the saying Ellery should be Slytherin. It had never crossed Olly's mind before being brought up by professor Flamsteed. "Or I could become a Gryffindor," he said. It made more sense to him. Why did Blaise immediately suggest Ellery becoming a Slytherin. Was he trying to get rid of her? He tried not to let his expression become too suspicious, because he was still assuming the best and giving his friend the benefit of the doubt.
He did ask Ellery those questions, he just felt like asking Olly now. The fact his friend said it was just how she was got a shrug from him and a glance at his quill. It still hadn't gotten up to recording anything because he hadn't told it to but now he was debating how much he needed the bit of information his friend had provided. It was basically what his sister had said and he got that jotted down somewhere in that notepad so...it was fine. "Alright." Just curious was all.
His expression brightened at the suggestion Olly come to Gryffindor instead. "That's a brilliant idea! The term's still fresh. Bet'cha if we get the hat to change it's mind the Professor's will HAVE to listen!"
THEY HAD TO DO THIS!! Why hadn't he thought of this sooner. "It'll be real easy--the hat tried putting me somewhere else but I kept strong in my resolve and such. All we gotta do is get our hands on it, plop it back on your head and boom you'll be a Gryffindor." Brilliant, right???
Oh man NOW he wished his quill had been taking notes. This was the making of a brilliant plan of action then he could get the Professor to switch out one of his roommates so Olly could room with him and Bentley! This plan was looking better by the second.
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Well look at her remembering what spell her year was suppose to be learning. Dante would clap for her expect for the fact he had a ball sailing back at him.
"Depulso"
There now this was just becoming routine or how you say going through the motions. "Morticia, now that is a name and Nothing to complain about with me. I have been keeping myself busy. You know 'forgetting' to tell first years where the trick steps are on the moving staircases and kicking them off the spot you wanted on the sofa in the common room"
Plus all the school work and hanging out with friends. But those two things were amusing as well. It was true.
Jet watched him do the spell and the ball come her way before he got it. Her usual small smile appeared on her face again when he commented on Morticia's name. "Thanks. She's a very good pet." And then he told her about his day and how he kept forgetting to tell first years about the trick steps etc. She gave him a side-smile and once again almost laughed. "Sounds fun. Are you friends now?" Jet asked with an amused smile. That would speak a lot about the kind of first years he'd been dealing with.
"Depulso." She swept her wand in the direction of the ball to send it back his way.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Jet watched him do the spell and the ball come her way before he got it. Her usual small smile appeared on her face again when he commented on Morticia's name. "Thanks. She's a very good pet." And then he told her about his day and how he kept forgetting to tell first years about the trick steps etc. She gave him a side-smile and once again almost laughed. "Sounds fun. Are you friends now?" Jet asked with an amused smile. That would speak a lot about the kind of first years he'd been dealing with.
"Depulso." She swept her wand in the direction of the ball to send it back his way.
"Acquaintances or you know tolerating them"
Those would be the words he used because he was friends with any of them yet. Though who knows in the future if he continues to talk to them. which was probably going to happen.
"Depulso"
Pretty soon. Dante will fall asleep out of boreddom and get whacked in the face with this ball. That would be hilarious fo Jet. Not for him though
No. Not for him.
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Those would be the words he used because he was friends with any of them yet. Though who knows in the future if he continues to talk to them. which was probably going to happen.
"Depulso"
Pretty soon. Dante will fall asleep out of boreddom and get whacked in the face with this ball. That would be hilarious fo Jet. Not for him though
No. Not for him.
"Ah, right." Jet let out a soft chuckle. She knew that very well. "It's always useful to befriend the younger ones." 'Befriend'. He should know what she meant.
This magical catch game wasn't the most fun and Jet was also getting bored. "Depulso." She said again with the same wand movement towards the foam ball, which started going back to Dante. "Right, I've mastered this already. You?" Ultimately, se would stay a bit longer if he needed to practise more. She hoped he didn't.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
"Ah, right." Jet let out a soft chuckle. She knew that very well. "It's always useful to befriend the younger ones." 'Befriend'. He should know what she meant.
This magical catch game wasn't the most fun and Jet was also getting bored. "Depulso." She said again with the same wand movement towards the foam ball, which started going back to Dante. "Right, I've mastered this already. You?" Ultimately, se would stay a bit longer if he needed to practise more. She hoped he didn't.
"Exactly" It was useful to 'befriend' first years. There cuteness and innocence were quality weapons to use. You know if you ever thought about these type of things. And if you had not guessed it yet. Dante did. Though since they both did not need anymore practice.
"Depulso"
Dante cast the the necessary wand movement. But this time he sent it straight up in the air for him to catch when it comes down.
"Yeah i'm good on the spell and i think we are done."
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-------------------------------------Be a pineapple: Stand tall,
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"Exactly" It was useful to 'befriend' first years. There cuteness and innocence were quality weapons to use. You know if you ever thought about these type of things. And if you had not guessed it yet. Dante did. Though since they both did not need anymore practice.
"Depulso"
Dante cast the the necessary wand movement. But this time he sent it straight up in the air for him to catch when it comes down.
"Yeah i'm good on the spell and i think we are done."
Since he cast the spell again, Jet supposed he still wanted to practise more, but as soon as the ball went up, she knew what it meant.
Then he verbalised it too. "Brilliant." She said, watching him catch the ball. "You take it back, yeah?" Since he had brought it. "Cheers." Jet finished, starting to head back to the castle. If Dante was coming along, she'd walk at his pace, if not, then she was off.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
"It's just alright?" he asked her in disbelief. "This treehouse is amazing. I mean it beats mine back at home." he said still in awe at exploring this place. "Come on you gotta admit it is cool." he smirked. Ah so Kate was Adelyn's roommate. That was good to know. He snickered at her question. Are they close? He cleared his throat and replied, "Well kind of right now." I mean he just told Anna he had a crush on her and she did as well. So he didn't know if he should tell Adelynn but he was guessing they were close. "Wait I am your first Slytherin to meet? I highly doubt that." he joked with her. There were so many other Slytherins in Hogwarts he found it hard to believe. Ah so she heard the details of their common room. "Oh yeah we do have a nice view of the lake. It is kind of cool to see it underground wise. Oh well you can see the squid from our common room but I haven't see it yet." he shrugged. "I will eventually see it though I am determined." Probably once he sees it he will be starring at in awe. "I like our common room because it kind of like an eery feeling ya know?" He didn't really know how to explain it other than eery.
The little slytherin began to hear about Adelyn's life a little bit. So she was french? That was cool to know. "That was like me with Durmstrang. It just wasn't for me. Even though I moved I was kind of glad I did.." Now she wanted to hear his story? He laughed and began with, "Well I was born in New York City, so I can visit the United States when I want." He loved that aspect of just going to New York City and getting real pizza and bagels. He also loved exploring the city and such too. "Then when I was five I moved to Europe for my mom's job and I went to Durmstrang and I stayed there for a bit. Now I am here in Scotland for my mom's job that forced her to move. She promised me we would stay here till I graduate though. I guess you can say I am kind of like a military brat just moving around a lot. Also my dad is head of a military school." He added in. He took a minute for to let it all sink in.
Adelynn smiled. "Ok, yeah this is really cool. I didn't expect it be so big on the inside! From the outside it seems so small." She was still trying to figure out what charm was used to create the illusion. It was impressive.
At Colts mention of his closeness with Kate, Adelynn raised an eyebrow. "Really? Tell me more." She said, surprised she didn't hear the latest news from Kate first.
"Believe or not, you are the first Slytherin I've met! I mean you all live at the very bottom of the castle and us, Ravenclaws, live at the top. And the furthest floor I usually go down to is the Great Hall." She said with a laugh.
Ah, the squid. The infamous squid. "Yeah, you must see it eventually! Maybe pull an all nighter waiting for it to show up or something....But have a friend stay up with you since the common room is eerie." It would be a sacrifice but worth it in the end if he saw the squid.
Adelynn listened intently to Colts backstory. New York City and his dad being the head of a military school fascinated her the most. "Woah, i would love to see New York City! You're so lucky!" she continued, "Did you like moving around a lot? And it's so cool that your dad is the head of a military school. He must be a brilliant man!" she beamed. Anyone who had some experience working at a school whether be as a head, a professor, librarian, ground keeper, head of house, or anything else, she found to be amazing.
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He did ask Ellery those questions, he just felt like asking Olly now. The fact his friend said it was just how she was got a shrug from him and a glance at his quill. It still hadn't gotten up to recording anything because he hadn't told it to but now he was debating how much he needed the bit of information his friend had provided. It was basically what his sister had said and he got that jotted down somewhere in that notepad so...it was fine. "Alright." Just curious was all.
His expression brightened at the suggestion Olly come to Gryffindor instead. "That's a brilliant idea! The term's still fresh. Bet'cha if we get the hat to change it's mind the Professor's will HAVE to listen!"
THEY HAD TO DO THIS!! Why hadn't he thought of this sooner. "It'll be real easy--the hat tried putting me somewhere else but I kept strong in my resolve and such. All we gotta do is get our hands on it, plop it back on your head and boom you'll be a Gryffindor." Brilliant, right???
Oh man NOW he wished his quill had been taking notes. This was the making of a brilliant plan of action then he could get the Professor to switch out one of his roommates so Olly could room with him and Bentley! This plan was looking better by the second.
Oliver liked the way Blaise thought. He'd gone to Flamsteed already, but that had not worked out like he had hoped. Like he'd expected, yes, but not like he had hoped. But Blaise had an even better idea. Go directly to the hat and demand that it switch his house. It was the one entity that had that kind of authority (which he still thought was ridiculous considering it was just a hat).
"PERFECT!" Oops. A little too loud, maybe? But Oliver was really excited, so you couldn't blame him. He grinned at Blaise, hoping he knew how to follow through with his idea. "Do you know where the hat is kept?"
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OOOOOH the treehouse would be the PERFECT place for Caleb to observe some craters! Plus all the light from the full moon was perfectly lighting his way, allowing him to see everything around him so he wouldn't fall and break his arm or something trying to climb up there.
Once he was settled on the edge of the treehouse, he pulled out his telescope again and stared up at the moon again. He then picked out his next crater that he was going to label on his chart - Copernicus - and scribbled the name and label next to the corresponding crater on his chart.
All these craters sounded familiar. Hmm. Why were they all named after Greek guys? He'd have to research that a bit...
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Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid
Sabbath was impressed to have learned there was a treehouse somewhere on the grounds. He’d set out determined to find it. One of the biggest struggles he was having after coming to Hogwarts was adjusting to being inside quite a lot more than he was accustomed. Sure, it was still only Autumn here but it was considerably cooler than his home country, Spain, so he’d been inside more and the result had been a feeling of confinement. Couple that with missing the company of all of his family, the sense of restriction was almost palpable.
He wanted to get outside and knew there was to be a blood moon tonight, so he was keen to find a good vantage point. He collected a few books to read to fill his time. Merlin knows, he’d bombed his first potions lesson so badly, he knew he ought read up a bit. He headed out across the grounds.
Impressed when the treehouse ladder descended towards him, he climbed through the floor hole and was equally amazed by the tree house interior. He entered, quickly spotting a cosy nook with large cushions that had a small window with a vista of the grounds and a ledge large enough to place snacks. Perfection. There were quite a few people in the treehouse already, and he wondered half-heartedly if there was anyone here he knew. Snuggling into the cushions with his books, he stared wistfully out of the window.
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Summer was AJ's favorite season hands down because that mean hot weather, baseball in her back yard, and fun. Winter on the other hand made outside play a bit more challenging so thank goodness for hot chocolate. Being a witch did help out in that department too.
The brunette was tired of being cooped up in the castle and was ready for a winter adventure. A snow ball fight would hit the spot. but she needed someone to play with. Equipped with a massive cup of extra hot cocoa, she made her way out on the grounds.
There didn't seem to be a whole lot of people out and about, but could you blame them? Not really. Inside the castle there was warmth and food. She had that covered too though. AJ never went far without substance. That was about the only thing she planned ahead for.
Deciding to get out of the snow, she made her way up to the treehouse. Ah. This was nice and comfy. She had decided that she would wait for someone to come along and demand that they play with her. In the meantime she kicked her feet up and sipped her drink.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
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Sabbath was impressed to have learned there was a treehouse somewhere on the grounds. He’d set out determined to find it. One of the biggest struggles he was having after coming to Hogwarts was adjusting to being inside quite a lot more than he was accustomed. Sure, it was still only Autumn here but it was considerably cooler than his home country, Spain, so he’d been inside more and the result had been a feeling of confinement. Couple that with missing the company of all of his family, the sense of restriction was almost palpable.
He wanted to get outside and knew there was to be a blood moon tonight, so he was keen to find a good vantage point. He collected a few books to read to fill his time. Merlin knows, he’d bombed his first potions lesson so badly, he knew he ought read up a bit. He headed out across the grounds.
Impressed when the treehouse ladder descended towards him, he climbed through the floor hole and was equally amazed by the tree house interior. He entered, quickly spotting a cosy nook with large cushions that had a small window with a vista of the grounds and a ledge large enough to place snacks. Perfection. There were quite a few people in the treehouse already, and he wondered half-heartedly if there was anyone here he knew. Snuggling into the cushions with his books, he stared wistfully out of the window.
Noelle was still a little sad about her Baskin. But she had been held up in the castle for the last few days and wanted to get out and about. Grabbing her coat, she went outside. There were less students out here lately since the weather had taken a dip. At least it wasn't raining.
Wrapping her scarf around her, Noelle went out to the Lake. It would be fun to ice skate on it. She would need skates, or learn to transfigure her own pair.
Since she wasn't at that stage, she headed to the tree house. It was her quiet place and she figured no one would be around it since the cold out here. She moved up the ladder quickly and took a moment to peek out over the railing. She liked the view from here. Ahh. Yes, this is where she needed to be.
Looking around, she saw her favorite person in the world. Smiling, she walked over and plopped beside him on the pillow. She smoothed out her skirt and smiled softly at him. "Hi."
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
Sabbath was broken from his reverie by a familiar voice and he turned to see HIS favourite person in the world. “Hey, gorgeous”, he beamed at her, his eyes smiling. She smiled softly and he saw her cheeks were flushed from the chill air outside. He motioned for her to snuggle in closer to him on the comfy cushions and it was then he noticed her eyes were a little sad. His smile fell away, “Are you alright, Nells? he said, his brow furrowed a little.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
Noelles cheeks flushed.. Or flushed more since the cold had stung them a bit.. When he called her gorgeous. Sabbie was her favorite person in the world, there was no denying it. He invited her to scoot into the cushions beside him, but she scooted closer and grabbed a pillow to put in her lap instead as she sat Indian style.
Then he was asking what was wrong. Noelle didn't like being upset. She was much too happy person. When she got sad, she liked to coop up so no one really knew. Or she got quiet. That's how you knew.
But when he asked, she sniffled a bit. "Its... Nothing. " She stated and slid her legs to her chest. She was sad and she didn't wAnt to be, and it was making her more sad. Oh the vicious cycle. She needed to quit.
"How are you? What are you doing up here?" She asked and tilted her head on her knees to get a look at him.
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
Aware that she had deflected his question with a question, Sabbath sat up and mirrored her cross-legged pose. He noticed her sniffle, 'had she been crying?' He wondered.
He avoided her question about how he was and what he was doing.
“It doesn’t seem like nothing, Nells… Whats wrong? he replied gently, tilting his head sideways to meet her eyes as she rested her chin on her knees.
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SPOILER!!: AJ
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Summer was AJ's favorite season hands down because that mean hot weather, baseball in her back yard, and fun. Winter on the other hand made outside play a bit more challenging so thank goodness for hot chocolate. Being a witch did help out in that department too.
The brunette was tired of being cooped up in the castle and was ready for a winter adventure. A snow ball fight would hit the spot. but she needed someone to play with. Equipped with a massive cup of extra hot cocoa, she made her way out on the grounds.
There didn't seem to be a whole lot of people out and about, but could you blame them? Not really. Inside the castle there was warmth and food. She had that covered too though. AJ never went far without substance. That was about the only thing she planned ahead for.
Deciding to get out of the snow, she made her way up to the treehouse. Ah. This was nice and comfy. She had decided that she would wait for someone to come along and demand that they play with her. In the meantime she kicked her feet up and sipped her drink.
Marsha LOVED Winter. She loved the chill, the frost, the snow when it finally arrived. She loved PLAYING in the snow even more, but was always sad that it meant she was out of time for running until the snow thawed again… Safety first and all of that - she didn’t really want to break any bones unless she ha- no. actually. She never wanted to break any.
Although, just because it was Winter and snowing, that didn’t mean that Marsha was fully bundled up against the cold; because she loved it and generally didn’t feel the affects of it too badly. So, dressed up “warmly” she had moved through the grounds, going for a walk at least, since she couldn’t run. Moving through the snowy grounds, she smiled at the Winter Wonderland before deciding to go to the Treehouse, perhaps the snow wouldn’t have made it inside and she could sit there and study for a little bit?
As she got closer however, she noted that someone was already there… Who wa… AJ! Grinning, she walked a little faster towards the older Gryffindor. ”Hi AJ! Isn’t the snow magical?” She said, grinning up at the girl in the Treehouse.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
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Aware that she had deflected his question with a question, Sabbath sat up and mirrored her cross-legged pose. He noticed her sniffle, 'had she been crying?' He wondered.
He avoided her question about how he was and what he was doing.
“It doesn’t seem like nothing, Nells… Whats wrong? he replied gently, tilting his head sideways to meet her eyes as she rested her chin on her knees.
Noelle felt him shuffle next to her and looked at him as he tilted his head to look at her. She managed a small smile at him. Her Bestfriend was the best ever.
"My goat passed.... Baskins. I raised him since he was super tiny." Sniffle. Noelle was not going to cry. She wasn't going to do it. She'd already cried once and being sad.... Just didn't work for her. "And I miss my family... I want to see my little brothers and cuddle my mum." Now she was just being a big baby... But she just wanted to be home.
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
Noelle felt him shuffle next to her and looked at him as he tilted his head to look at her. She managed a small smile at him. Her Bestfriend was the best ever.
"My goat passed.... Baskins. I raised him since he was super tiny." Sniffle. Noelle was not going to cry. She wasn't going to do it. She'd already cried once and being sad.... Just didn't work for her. "And I miss my family... I want to see my little brothers and cuddle my mum." Now she was just being a big baby... But she just wanted to be home.
His heart constricted a little, 'Oh no, was she going to cry?' He was a little anxious about that prospect and wasn’t sure what to do. And did she say her ‘goat’ had died? Sabbath blinked hard, he had to say something. He reached out and touched her upper arm gently, “I’m sorry to hear about Baskins. He must have been very special, no?”
He couldn’t relate well to the love of goats, but he certainly could understand what it was to miss your family. Hadn’t he just been lost in thought, missing his own. “Well it sounds like we both have ‘saudades’.” he said to her. He couldn’t think of an equivalent word to explain the feeling in English. He guessed he'd have to try to translate it for her.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
Baskins was VERY special. He was her first pet. The pet that stayed with her during the thunderstorms that were just a little too loud and shaky. The pet the followed her everywhere. The pet she woke up to and went to sleep at night with. Of course, she couldn't bring him to Hogwarts so he had to stay.
Noelle nodded at Sabbies question and buried her face in her knees as the memories flooded her. Tears leaked from her eyes. At least she was hiding so Sabbie couldn't see her.
Noelle heard him talk about missing his family. She looked up at him with her hazel eyes shining. Her tears still falling a bit. "Whats.. What's your family like?" She asked wanting to distract herself and because she was curious. Sabbie never talked about his family.
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
She had not told him about her family background but from her reaction, he could see that she had been strongly attached to Baskins. He pondered that perhaps she was raised on a farm, to have such an unusual pet.
He could see it was a sore subject which she wanted to avoid, so he sought to distract her, for now. She’d asked him about his family, which just so happened to be a sore subject for him. He was generally reluctant to discuss that topic but, it pained him to see her so sad, so he resigned to tell her a little.
He sighed deeply and began,
"Well, I was raised by my grandmother but I have a very large family as I live with my cousins, aunts and uncles. As you already know, we are Roma and my kompania are performers by trade, we dance flamenco and are musicians, so thats how we’ve mostly made our living" He paused, thinking about what else to add. "We are from the southern part of Spain called Andalucia, but we travel quite a lot, too”.
“…But, we don't stay too long in one place”, he added. “We have our own customs and ways, that can be, well, lets say, misinterpreted by the outside community. We do keep our culture strongly and keep to ourselves and, I guess some people can be afraid of that and harbour age old prejudices. It has always been better for us to keep moving."
He shrugged, and wondered if she’d be happy with that or if she’d want to know more. He'd purposely skipped over the more painful details about his mother and father.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
Noelle could feel the reserve he gave when starting the story and almost told him to forget telling about his parents because she didn't want him being uncomfortable, but then he was telling a delightful story about his culture.
Noelle listened intently, distracted from her own grief about Baskins. She watched and imagined the dancing and the music. She could almost feel the way they stayed tight and together.
But they didn't stay together in one place long? Different customs?? Noelle was curious about this. She did note that he said he had been raised by his grandmother. Where were his parents? Surely she could ask. They were Sabbie and Nells, the unbreakable bond.
But first, she NEEDED to know what he meant by didn't stay too long in the same place.
"Youre not leaving me right? You can't leave. How long do you stay in one spot?? What are these customs others don't believe in? Where are your parents since your grandmother raised you? .... You're not leaving me right?" Of course she might have asked the same question twice but, it needed to be answered. She didn't mean to have a waterfall of questions thrust at him either but... Her mouth did what it wanted sometimes.
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
Relax, Nells, I think I’m on my right path for now, I’m not going anywhere” He smiled at the concern on her face. "We stay in one spot for as long as there is work, or necessity, we are gitanos, we perform, so we do travel where work leads us. As kids we attend mainstream school but finish when we are 11, its then we are expected to continue and contribute to the ways of our culture and at around 16 we marry. But obviously my path is different, I am here and I am not betrothed."
He thought she would probably find some of these revelations quite surprising, he was used to this kind of response. From some parts of the general population, sneering and discrimination against his people was as alive and well as it had been for hundreds of years. Although, he didn’t think Nells would be that way.
“As for my parents, well, I don’t know anything about my father and I haven’t met my mother. She lives overseas”.
He wondered why on earth he was about to tell her this. He’d never told another soul before. He paused and swallowed hard.
“The story goes that my mother was attacked and she became pregnant with me. My grandmother refused to tell me more, she said it was too painful for her to discuss. However, on the third night of celebrations at my cousins wedding, an uncle who had had a little too much to drink told me a different story. He said, that my parents had been very much in love but that both families had forbidden their union. He said they were separated forcibly but not before I was conceived. My mum was 14 when she had me but it brought shame that she was unmarried and she was sent to live overseas with extended family.
He paused in thought. So now, I don’t know which story is true. All I can assume is my dad must have been a wizard. There, he’d said it, it was all on the table. He cast his eyes downwards and picked at some lint on his robes.
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Relax, Nells, I think I’m on my right path for now, I’m not going anywhere” He smiled at the concern on her face. "We stay in one spot for as long as there is work, or necessity, we are gitanos, we perform, so we do travel where work leads us. As kids we attend mainstream school but finish when we are 11, its then we are expected to continue and contribute to the ways of our culture and at around 16 we marry. But obviously my path is different, I am here and I am not betrothed."
He thought she would probably find some of these revelations quite surprising, he was used to this kind of response. From some parts of the general population, sneering and discrimination against his people was as alive and well as it had been for hundreds of years. Although, he didn’t think Nells would be that way.
“As for my parents, well, I don’t know anything about my father and I haven’t met my mother. She lives overseas”.
He wondered why on earth he was about to tell her this. He’d never told another soul before. He paused and swallowed hard.
“The story goes that my mother was attacked and she became pregnant with me. My grandmother refused to tell me more, she said it was too painful for her to discuss. However, on the third night of celebrations at my cousins wedding, an uncle who had had a little too much to drink told me a different story. He said, that my parents had been very much in love but that both families had forbidden their union. He said they were separated forcibly but not before I was conceived. My mum was 14 when she had me but it brought shame that she was unmarried and she was sent to live overseas with extended family.
He paused in thought. So now, I don’t know which story is true. All I can assume is my dad must have been a wizard. There, he’d said it, it was all on the table. He cast his eyes downwards and picked at some lint on his robes.
Oh phew. He wasn't leaving. Not yet anyways. This kinda made Noelle sad though, because at some point, he would leave.
Noelles stance relaxed as he talked. He was very good at telling a story that was lively.. Even one of his own. Her eyes trained on him as he told about his life. Noelle was fascinated and curious. She'd never heard of something like this.
"So what does that mean that you're on a different track? Like would you have to marry at 16 years old? And what if they aren't like your family? So your grandmother is a dancer? Why did you come to Hogwarts? Do other people who live the lifestyle you live one here?" She had more questions but she had already bombarded him with enough.
Then he was answering the important question about his parents.
Noelle listened and frowned with every sentence. That was horrible to not know your parents and to be lied to about it.
"So you never knew your parents..... Do you feel like you're apart of the family that you do have?" Meaning his grandmother and whoever else they lived with.[/b]" Then she scooted over and hugged him tight. "Im sorry you don't know your parents."
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Sophie stared up in awe at the Tree House. She had heard that they had one on the grounds but she had finally gotten around to visiting it. With the rest of the afternoon to waste, she made her way up.
There were already a few people sitting inside and she smiled openly at them. They all seemed to be friends with one another and she did not want to intrude. Right away she noticed the drinks inside and she helped herself to a pumpkin juice. There was a bite in the air but she had her warmest set of robes on.
Next she found a comfortable seat and made herself at home. After a while she observed those around her-finally landing on an upset looking girl, and she began to sketch.
What felt like it had been an hour later- time was always escaping Sophie, she stood up and stretched. She looked down at what her sketch had turned into and was very proud of the final result. Sophie gave a final smile to those still around her and made her way out. Perhaps she would go bake some cookies.
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Oh phew. He wasn't leaving. Not yet anyways. This kinda made Noelle sad though, because at some point, he would leave.
Noelles stance relaxed as he talked. He was very good at telling a story that was lively.. Even one of his own. Her eyes trained on him as he told about his life. Noelle was fascinated and curious. She'd never heard of something like this.
"So what does that mean that you're on a different track? Like would you have to marry at 16 years old? And what if they aren't like your family? So your grandmother is a dancer? Why did you come to Hogwarts? Do other people who live the lifestyle you live one here?" She had more questions but she had already bombarded him with enough.
Then he was answering the important question about his parents.
Noelle listened and frowned with every sentence. That was horrible to not know your parents and to be lied to about it.
"So you never knew your parents..... Do you feel like you're apart of the family that you do have?" Meaning his grandmother and whoever else they lived with.[/b]" Then she scooted over and hugged him tight. "Im sorry you don't know your parents."
Sabbath grinned, he could almost hear her line of thought. He shrugged and considered how to elaborate, I guess I am writing a new path everyday Nells. I know of no other of my people who have been part of the wizarding world. I’ve met no other like me here, although, I still have not met a lot of people, it is possible, I suppose.
He smirked at her next question, he knew the young marrying age of the gitano, often seemed to be a matter of contention for the payo (non-gypsies). Marrying young is normal for us, Nells. For my people, a young woman is expected to be chaste until her wedding day, and you could say the opposite is expected for young gitano men. We mature young, I guess, in comparison to outside standards. But, the ache of the body cannot be quenched by values imposed by a society outside our own. The heart wants, when it wants. His eyes met hers, he skipped the question about outside marriage, and continued.
My grandmother was a dancer, yes, all my family are performers, each has their strength, some are accomplished guitarists, others dancers, others singers. I was born with flamenco in my heart He smiled.
He thought over her next question, I’m not sure why my grandmother changed her mind about sending me here. When I got my letter she dismissed it and I accepted that I would not attend. Then, I travelled away, as I was helping an uncle of mine who breeds horses. By the time I had returned, she’d changed her mind, She said she had been visited. I took that to mean she’d had seen a vision, but, I guess it could also mean someone came and spoke with her. I really haven’t given that a lot of thought. He frowned and made a mental note to ask her about it.
He smiled gently at her final comment and held her in his arms, but he did not want her to pity him. No, I didn’t know my parents, but don’t get me wrong, my family life is full, and yes, I’m very much a part of it, that is to be certain. He wanted her help her to understand how his heritage was intrinsically part of him. I am wholly gitano, Nells, from this, I can not be separated. It is part of my being, part of my flesh, and as my grandmother often says, “La sangre manda”- My blood commands me. There was humility in his smile.
He thought he'd try to steer the conversation away from his family, How about your family, Nells? Tell me about them
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