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After a long hard day of hunting, and lessons, or even just a busy weekend, your dormitories will be your haven. It will be more than just your home away from home, and it is the place where you can come and relax after a long day or a late night. The four poster beds are surprisingly comfortable, and it's easy to get lost in the smooth red velvet covers. Should you want some privacy from your chatty dorm mates, feel free to close the hangings around you and lose yourself in sleep.
After all, every lion needs their rest and with the portraits watching of you - perhaps some evening serenading you to sleep - it is sure to be a sound sleep.
SPOILER!!: Room Assignments
First Year Rooms
1-1
Spencer Criswell (Savannah Granger)
Callum Kettleburn (feeheeheeny)
Matthew Meriwether (Hey Ju)
Gabriel Bateman (vijaya)
7-2
Dougal McIvor
Vincent Swift
Alexander Wright
Philip Brown
*OOC: please note that changes to room assignments may change based on bios posted in the 'Meet the Pride' and Character Biographies threads. Have an IC complaint about your dorm assignment? We are sure that Professor Flamsteed would love to hear it as your Head of House
Any character listed that does not have a (username) is a non-playable character and entirely up to you (and your IC dormmates) to make up their personality and habits if you so desire.
Despite there only being two rooms per year listed above, IC there are obviously more rooms in the tower. After all, there are a TON more students than actual RPers in the school and about 1/4 of those are Gryffindors. This is just meant to help create more of an IC feel for you as to your character's housing situation.
If you see anyone that is missing or any mistakes, please notify your Head of House.
Ability is nothing without Opportunity | | Creativity is Intelligence having FUN
Class was done! And it was time to chiiillll.....
Tenacius shrugged his bag off his shoulder and tossed it at the foot of his bed. And as it was his habit he did a flying leap into the air before flopping onto his bed. Did he notice anything amiss? Well their dorm was usually kinda messy anyway.... Boys will be boys after all.
But wait!.... His eye caught theres something amiss with his Equine collection. He rolled forward and reached out for a piece, just to see it as a broken half on his hand. Silent panic wells from within. He crouched forward. His collection... Its messed up. All. Messed. Up.
"Whut???!?"
Now he started to look around. Ok yeah their dorm does look like someone went on a fritz. Things are actually torn up. "Oi!" he yelled out frantically as he scrambled to get off his bed. What is going on huh huh?? But just as his foot landed on the floor, he steps on an errant bottle....
.... And flops for the second time. Right on the messy floor. Ouch.
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++Tenacius ++🐦++ Salander++🐦++ Deo ++🐦++ Vickers ++🐦++ Huxley ++🐦+ Aquila++ Yeah thats what crazy is, when its broken you say theres nothing to fix++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++And you pray that everything will be okay, while you're making all the same mistakes
Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
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As you walk into your dormitory, you see all of your belongings scattered around.
You don't remember doing that.
Who has come into your dorm to throw your belongings around? Was someone searching for something?
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Originally Posted by Steelsheen
Class was done! And it was time to chiiillll.....
Tenacius shrugged his bag off his shoulder and tossed it at the foot of his bed. And as it was his habit he did a flying leap into the air before flopping onto his bed. Did he notice anything amiss? Well their dorm was usually kinda messy anyway.... Boys will be boys after all.
But wait!.... His eye caught theres something amiss with his Equine collection. He rolled forward and reached out for a piece, just to see it as a broken half on his hand. Silent panic wells from within. He crouched forward. His collection... Its messed up. All. Messed. Up.
"Whut???!?"
Now he started to look around. Ok yeah their dorm does look like someone went on a fritz. Things are actually torn up. "Oi!" he yelled out frantically as he scrambled to get off his bed. What is going on huh huh?? But just as his foot landed on the floor, he steps on an errant bottle....
.... And flops for the second time. Right on the messy floor. Ouch.
Classes were getting to be way to hard to concentrate in as of late. The last one was no different. Torrance walked into his dorm absent minded. He jumped on his bed and stared up at the ceiling of the dorm....wait...he shifted on his bed. Odd. His sheets were gone.
That's when he came back into reality. Torrance spotted Ace on the Floor. "Oi Ace!" the young Lion spoke up in an accusatory tone at his best mate! He then looked around the whole dorm room, including his whole little area. "Why'd you move my Mess all over to your side, and Chevalier's!?"
You see, Torrance had his own personal mess, you see. He had piles of clean clothes, and his bed sheets were never made. He had books terribly unorganized all around his bedspace, but now...his area was well cleaner, but he couldn't say the same for the rest of the room. He hopped off his bed and his feet landed on something hard. "Ow! Ow ow!" He jumped away from whatever he stepped on and landed on his bum directly beside Ace. He reached over to grab what he stepped on and picked up a few pieces of some now broken Horse figurine.
Matt was in a dancing mood now. So he was dancing to the inaudible song that was playing inside his head. However, he also needed to owl his mother because otherwise she would flip out since he hadn't owled her in... he didn't remember how long. That was a bad sign already and he wouldn't be surprised if a nagging owl was already on his way to him.
NO MATTER. Dancing it was.
"YO, R2, I need you to-" The boy entered the bedroom doing a sideways running man and almost instantly tripped over something. Heya, floor, sup, long time no see.
He did notice two of his friends were already there and so he looked up at them. "GOOD GRIEF, you two know how to make a mess!" And that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. But SHEESH, there were worse than Matt and his mother made sure he knew how messy he was. "I like it." And he casually chucked something across the room without even bothering to see what it was.
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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!
Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
What in Merlin's beard were those first years yelling about this time?
The blond first heard Tenacius yelling ... then Torrance ... and he could have sworn Matthew was with them too. Climbing up the stairs from he common room, Frankie huffed and went to investigate. He never remembered himself or Zeke causing such a ruckus when they were that age, even if there were some questionable moments with having Stark as their roommate.
Needless to say, the prefect was taken aback at the sight before him. For starters, the room was a pigsty. It made him and his roommates' dorm look spotless in comparison. Tenacius and Torrance were both on the messy floor, and Matthew was throwing things across the room. Normally Frankie would have pointed, laughed, and continued on, but he had an image to uphold now. So he coughed rather loudly, hoping to break up whatever it was they were doing and make his presence known.
"What's going on, boys?" the older boy questioned, folding his arms as he leaned against the doorway.
Ability is nothing without Opportunity | | Creativity is Intelligence having FUN
Grooooaaaannn. What happened? Again? Did the floor cave from under him? Floors are meant to be solid and stable. As he sat himself up he saw just how messy everything else was on the ground level. And then he heard a yelling, an Ow! Ow! Ow! and the now familiar sound of body hitting the deck.
And there be his best bud Tory.
"I didn’t move your mess Ugo. Somebody made a mess of the mess, as hard as that is to believe--"
And bam there goes another body hitting the deck. Strike three.
The curly top spun to see who that was "--Ey Solo!" And there goes another assumption that this was his handywork "Dude when I make a mess, there is order in chaos." Like fer reals "This? This is a rockstar with way too much pharmaceutical allowance."
And then Matt threw something that broke against the wall. A kind of sound that would likely have come from a clay figurine singing its last farewell. "Matt! Can you not destroy any more of my collection?? My mom gave--"
Whoah theres another voice. A voice that isnt his or Tory's or Matt's
Tenacius spins to see a shiny badge. Gah badge people alert! "I DIDN’T DO IT!!" he blurted out. Yes clearing himself of the blame this early because usually always he seems to get the blame when things go awry because its his fault.
"I just came from class and I found it like this. And look! My stuff is all broken!" he said, showing the smashed horse figurines in his hand. His mom gave these to him. Some he even made with her using local mud from their trips. These have sentimental valuuuuee.
But hush. Don’t wibble in front of the Prefect you are a big boy now.
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Wibble
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++Tenacius ++🐦++ Salander++🐦++ Deo ++🐦++ Vickers ++🐦++ Huxley ++🐦+ Aquila++ Yeah thats what crazy is, when its broken you say theres nothing to fix++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++And you pray that everything will be okay, while you're making all the same mistakes
DAV <3 <3 <3 <3 *creeps you out with all the hearts ever*
Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
He had checked, doubled checked then tripled checked everywhere in the Common Room that he could get to just to make sure his hunch was true and it really was empty. This being the hour for Charms, Blaise suspected that's where everyone else was which meant he had his dorm all to himself.
Quite satisfied with the idea of this, the young Gryffindor flopped contentedly onto his bed with a heavy sigh of relief. An hour to kill, loads of notes to go through in his notepad, some sandwiches he'd swiped from the kitchen.
Let the daily skip begin.
In the absence of anyone, Blaise pulled out his wand and cast a levitating charm on his textbook. He would read a little to be responsible before wasting the rest of the hour. Thank Merlin he'd finally learned this spell, it made sprawling out and eating while reading so much easier.
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Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
He had checked, doubled checked then tripled checked everywhere in the Common Room that he could get to just to make sure his hunch was true and it really was empty. This being the hour for Charms, Blaise suspected that's where everyone else was which meant he had his dorm all to himself.
Quite satisfied with the idea of this, the young Gryffindor flopped contentedly onto his bed with a heavy sigh of relief. An hour to kill, loads of notes to go through in his notepad, some sandwiches he'd swiped from the kitchen.
Let the daily skip begin.
In the absence of anyone, Blaise pulled out his wand and cast a levitating charm on his textbook. He would read a little to be responsible before wasting the rest of the hour. Thank Merlin he'd finally learned this spell, it made sprawling out and eating while reading so much easier.
Hmmm now look where he was...Bentley Moore was on the seventh floor, in the Gryffindor Common room and more specifically the second year boys dorm. Hahahahaha
Yeah if his parents only knew that he was not where he was suppose to be at this very second, which was in Charms, he'd be a dead dead Bentley. This was all Blaise's fault though, he could just blame him and hoped that worked out in his favour. The only reason he was not in class anyways was because of his delinquent cousin.
"Blaise!" Bentley huffed as he threw his book bag at his cousin. "No surprise you're in here. If we leave now we can make it to Charms." Because clearly with this now more responsible cousin here, Blaise would come to his senses right?
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...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...
Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy
Hmmm now look where he was...Bentley Moore was on the seventh floor, in the Gryffindor Common room and more specifically the second year boys dorm. Hahahahaha
Yeah if his parents only knew that he was not where he was suppose to be at this very second, which was in Charms, he'd be a dead dead Bentley. This was all Blaise's fault though, he could just blame him and hoped that worked out in his favour. The only reason he was not in class anyways was because of his delinquent cousin.
"Blaise!" Bentley huffed as he threw his book bag at his cousin. "No surprise you're in here. If we leave now we can make it to Charms." Because clearly with this now more responsible cousin here, Blaise would come to his senses right?
The thing about Bentley was that he was persistent and didn't know when to quit. Blaise had done a bang up job of skipping every single Charms class since the first in September but his cousin still held on to the hope he'd go back one day. Hadn't they both agreed they weren't gonna learn anything ANYWAY??? Apparently not because he was throwing heavy book bags at him.
The collision shattered his concentration, causing the levitating book to hurtle down into his face moments after the bag had made impact.
"Gee....thanks mate." He muttered, shoving both away from him. Blaise pulled himself into a sitting position and rolled his eyes at his cousin. "Oh get off it already. I'm never going back to Charms class. If YOU hurry, you can get one of my sandwiches before they run out."
As a show of good faith he even extended one to him. Give up Bentley, the hour was theirs to enjoy.
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Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
The thing about Bentley was that he was persistent and didn't know when to quit. Blaise had done a bang up job of skipping every single Charms class since the first in September but his cousin still held on to the hope he'd go back one day. Hadn't they both agreed they weren't gonna learn anything ANYWAY??? Apparently not because he was throwing heavy book bags at him.
The collision shattered his concentration, causing the levitating book to hurtle down into his face moments after the bag had made impact.
"Gee....thanks mate." He muttered, shoving both away from him. Blaise pulled himself into a sitting position and rolled his eyes at his cousin. "Oh get off it already. I'm never going back to Charms class. If YOU hurry, you can get one of my sandwiches before they run out."
As a show of good faith he even extended one to him. Give up Bentley, the hour was theirs to enjoy.
Bentley walked over to his cousin's bed and plopped down. And this was why he wasn't much better. He knew he should just spin on his heels and head out the door to charms class but he was now sitting down. It was already over. He was skipping class with Blaise.
Frowning Bentley took the sandwich and pulled his legs up under him.
"You're going to get me expelled from school. I feel it already. I might as well find a box so I can live semi comfy on the streets."
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...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...
Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy
Bentley walked over to his cousin's bed and plopped down. And this was why he wasn't much better. He knew he should just spin on his heels and head out the door to charms class but he was now sitting down. It was already over. He was skipping class with Blaise.
Frowning Bentley took the sandwich and pulled his legs up under him.
"You're going to get me expelled from school. I feel it already. I might as well find a box so I can live semi comfy on the streets."
"Don't worry, I have the perfect plan." Blaise said, willingly playing into his cousin's dramatics. "We'll sell hot dogs down in Diagon Alley. People shop there all day and they get hungry--but not everyone will have enough to buy a proper meal at the Leaky Cauldron or maybe we'll just be close and they're starving but ANYWAY we'll make it out okay and we'll only work when we want. Won't it be great?!" GRIN.
Grand Auntie Sophia would likely kill them before they even purchased the cart to set up business but it was safe to dream while they were up in their dorm far away from her.
Blaise watched his cousin expectantly. Any minute now he would give some half-baked, grandma's boy excuse why they couldn't do it--and he would be right, they really couldn't but his reasoning would be so wrong.
"Besides, Professor Airey's caught me skipping a couple times and I'm still here. You worry too much for a Gryffindor. Don't make me walk you down to Hufflepuff." It was a far walk, okay?
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Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
"Don't worry, I have the perfect plan." Blaise said, willingly playing into his cousin's dramatics. "We'll sell hot dogs down in Diagon Alley. People shop there all day and they get hungry--but not everyone will have enough to buy a proper meal at the Leaky Cauldron or maybe we'll just be close and they're starving but ANYWAY we'll make it out okay and we'll only work when we want. Won't it be great?!" GRIN.
Grand Auntie Sophia would likely kill them before they even purchased the cart to set up business but it was safe to dream while they were up in their dorm far away from her.
Blaise watched his cousin expectantly. Any minute now he would give some half-baked, grandma's boy excuse why they couldn't do it--and he would be right, they really couldn't but his reasoning would be so wrong.
"Besides, Professor Airey's caught me skipping a couple times and I'm still here. You worry too much for a Gryffindor. Don't make me walk you down to Hufflepuff." It was a far walk, okay?
"Or I could just go work for my mum at the hotel and do nothing while making money or work at my dad's pub OR take pictures for a living. There is no way I'd sell hotdogs in Diagon Alley for a living. No way!" He side eyed Blaise and bit into his sandwich.
He never ever thought out his plans did he? All day with dirty drunks and less than savoury people, doing something he was sure both he and Blaise would hate. He wasn't going to be a drop out, mostly because he didn't want to break his mother's heart. She had a fragile HufflePuff heart. He was sure that she wouldn't be able to handle it.
"I think he has just given up on you that's all. Most sensible people will do that but as family I'm obligated to suffer along." He got a dirty eye for the hufflepuff comment.
Bentley looked around to be positively sure that they were the only ones present in the dorm.
"So did I tell you that Chloe and I have been practicing?" He waggled his brow at Blaise, and even though you couldn't really tell he felt his ears warm.
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...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...
Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
SPOILER!!: Bentley~
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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy
"Or I could just go work for my mum at the hotel and do nothing while making money or work at my dad's pub OR take pictures for a living. There is no way I'd sell hotdogs in Diagon Alley for a living. No way!" He side eyed Blaise and bit into his sandwich.
He never ever thought out his plans did he? All day with dirty drunks and less than savoury people, doing something he was sure both he and Blaise would hate. He wasn't going to be a drop out, mostly because he didn't want to break his mother's heart. She had a fragile HufflePuff heart. He was sure that she wouldn't be able to handle it.
"I think he has just given up on you that's all. Most sensible people will do that but as family I'm obligated to suffer along." He got a dirty eye for the hufflepuff comment.
Bentley looked around to be positively sure that they were the only ones present in the dorm.
"So did I tell you that Chloe and I have been practicing?" He waggled his brow at Blaise, and even though you couldn't really tell he felt his ears warm.
"Careful Bentley, any more whiny and you'll start fitting into Belle's skirts." Last HE checked, that was Heath's job and though he knew his cousin was a bit....pampered and shielded he didn't think his ambition could go much lower--which said a lot coming from the kid who wanted to sell hot dogs. At least they'd be working, not living off their parents for the rest of their lives. "We'll find something to do that has nothing to do with magic and it'll be fun and we'll be rich." There, it was all decided and the boy could bite contentedly into his sandwich.
Mmmm, the elves sure knew how to make 'em.
Blaise rolled his eyes at the continued dramatics on the part of his cousin. Guy didn't know when to quit, did he? "No one asks you to suffer--you're not even suffering, you do magic just fine and anyway NO ONE tells you to run back to the dorm after I've gone to class just so you can show up to class with my wand." If anyone was suffering, it was obviously him.
There was no escaping with Bentley Bellaire-Moore for a cousin. None at all. He might have said as much but then his cousin got this look about him...the kind that promised news. Without hesitation the Gryffindor snapped his fingers at his quill and notepad, prompting them to the ready. What he heard however...confused him. "Practise? Practising....what?" Why was he practising with her??? WAS HE BEING REPLACED????
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Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
"Careful Bentley, any more whiny and you'll start fitting into Belle's skirts." Last HE checked, that was Heath's job and though he knew his cousin was a bit....pampered and shielded he didn't think his ambition could go much lower--which said a lot coming from the kid who wanted to sell hot dogs. At least they'd be working, not living off their parents for the rest of their lives. "We'll find something to do that has nothing to do with magic and it'll be fun and we'll be rich." There, it was all decided and the boy could bite contentedly into his sandwich.
Mmmm, the elves sure knew how to make 'em.
Blaise rolled his eyes at the continued dramatics on the part of his cousin. Guy didn't know when to quit, did he? "No one asks you to suffer--you're not even suffering, you do magic just fine and anyway NO ONE tells you to run back to the dorm after I've gone to class just so you can show up to class with my wand." If anyone was suffering, it was obviously him.
There was no escaping with Bentley Bellaire-Moore for a cousin. None at all. He might have said as much but then his cousin got this look about him...the kind that promised news. Without hesitation the Gryffindor snapped his fingers at his quill and notepad, prompting them to the ready. What he heard however...confused him. "Practise? Practising....what?" Why was he practising with her??? WAS HE BEING REPLACED????
"Careful Blaise or you might have to swallow my fist" Bentley shot back. Honestly his cousin's sarcasm wasn't always appreciated...or wanted. "Who says I want to do something outside of magic? Unlike you I like using my wand...I like magic!" And he also liked the sandwich that he was eating. It was good stuff. "What would you do with more money anyways?" As far as he was concerned they practically had everything that they needed.
"I am suffering. It's not easy babysitting you." Hello, older cousin here. "I did promise your mom that I'd ensure you got to all your classes and so far I'm doing a very lousy job. Exhibit A, we are both sitting in out dorm eating sandwiches while the class is going on."
Ben dropped his sandwich and rushed to brush Blaise's quill away. "Yeah no no no, this is confidential! Completely private! There will be no story..otherwise I'm keeping my mouth shut."
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...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...
Order in the chaos? "Wha? No, there ain't." No such THING, mun. "A mess is a mess and this is a good one." Yas, yas, yas. Matt nodded multiple times to emphasise his point as he spread his arms around, as he was talking about that particular mess in their dorm room.
"Oh, that was yours? Sorry, mate." Matt said, sorry not really sorry because HEYO, MESS was cool. "Here, catch!" The boy tossed something else - once again, he didn't exactly check to see what it was - towards Ace. Was that a mini horse? Who knew.
The first year was still on the floor because he could have a better view of all of the stuff from there. All of the STUFF on the FLOOR. Mun, he loved mess. He looked up as their prefect came in and asked what was going on, turning to look at Ace once again when the boy immediately shouted said he hadn't done it. "I didn't either, until now." Aaaaaaaaand he chucked something ELSE across the room. RAAAAHHH. "This is COOL, though, I like it! We should keep it like this ALL the time." Matt added as he sat up to take another look around him to try and find more things he could throw. "Who do you think did it? We need to thank them!"
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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!
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