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At the top of the north tower some ways down from the Astronomy classroom is a large rooftop garden that has been expanded in memory of the late Marion Burbage, substitute professor of Astronomy. Lush green hedges and flower beds line the perimeter of the area and a large fountain greets you towards the opposite end. Located to the left of the fountain is a stone plaque engraved with words from the Headmistress herself which reads :
Rest in peace old friend, beloved wife, renowned stargazer, and special professor. Always in our hearts.
Beside this plaque lays another plaque placed in memory of another professor who gave their life while in service to Hogwarts. The plaque reads :
In Memory of E.M. Forrester, a brilliant space scientist, educator, and Slytherin Head of House. He will be missed.
Wooden benches and tables are scattered throughout the patch for students and professor alike to lounge, reflect on social events, complete homework tasks, and just generally hang out. Positioned at each of the four corners of the Tower Patch are topiary depicting each of the four house's mascots - a lion, a badger, an eagle, and a snake - that have been proven sturdy enough to climb upon.
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His personal standing telescope in tow, Airey made his way to the Tower Patch to begin his set up for an all night observation. There were some star charts tucked under his arm along with a folder of research documents. He had done all that he could do in the planetarium with speculation and simulation, but now it was time for the real deal and, hopefully, all would end with him on another magazine cover.
Although that was being a little too optimistic with his research. It was not nearly as groundbreaking as before. But this was what happened when the astronomer was in a good mood. A ridiculously good mood.
"Ah, Mr. Bronwyn. Back again I see," he said to the Ravenclaw with a quick salute after setting his equipment down.
His vocals were probably a little bit too exercised and warmed up. He couldn't possibly break into song now and live without damage. Oh, but he wanted to sing. He wanted to sing so much. For now, Rooney would remain occupied by the sounds around him and sing inside his head. A private concert, if you may. Movement back down on Earth (aka six feet below him, because he wasn't flying or anything) caused him to open his eyes and peer around the wing of the Eagle. "Professor Flamsteed!" He returned the salute, shuffled to sit up without it being a strain and looked at what the man had with him. Stuff.
"You make it sound like I'm here a lot, Professor." Which, in comparison to some other students..he probably was, but he could have been here a lot more often and with a lot more things to do.
"They're still alive and kicking, though. The topiaries."
Haddie wanted to scream as loud and as long as she could. But, of course, she wasn't alone. So she couldn't. Stupid other people.
Stupid little know-it-all Dodo bird! With is stupid weasel face and his stupid voice. "Ugh!" She was way too mad after that History of Magic class to sit still even in this serene and quiet place, which Davie better not ever come to if he knows what's good for him! She could sit still. Finally she got up off the bench and started pacing, furiously, muttering under her breath the whole while.
Haddie wanted to scream as loud and as long as she could. But, of course, she wasn't alone. So she couldn't. Stupid other people.
Stupid little know-it-all Dodo bird! With is stupid weasel face and his stupid voice. "Ugh!" She was way too mad after that History of Magic class to sit still even in this serene and quiet place, which Davie better not ever come to if he knows what's good for him! She could sit still. Finally she got up off the bench and started pacing, furiously, muttering under her breath the whole while.
Would Colt explore the Astronomy tower?
Yeah you bet he would.
He heard there was a tower patch and he was not disappointed. It was beautiful. He was looking around when he noticed a familiar blonde. He peered around and she looked like she wasn't in the best of moods. "Hady..." he asked unsure. "What's up. Who made you mad? Do I have to punch anyone?"
He heard there was a tower patch and he was not disappointed. It was beautiful. He was looking around when he noticed a familiar blonde. He peered around and she looked like she wasn't in the best of moods. "Hady..." he asked unsure. "What's up. Who made you mad? Do I have to punch anyone?"
Haddie stopped but didn't respond. She didn't look at Colt or even in his direction, but just stood there, silent, absorbing his words. Then her demeanor changed. She looked over at Colt, eyes wide with excitement and hope. "You do that? You'd punch Davie? For real?" She glanced around, as if deciding if she wanted him to intrude on her sanctuary away from him, just to witness this. She didn't. But... "Do you know where he is? We can do it now."
Haddie stopped but didn't respond. She didn't look at Colt or even in his direction, but just stood there, silent, absorbing his words. Then her demeanor changed. She looked over at Colt, eyes wide with excitement and hope. "You do that? You'd punch Davie? For real?" She glanced around, as if deciding if she wanted him to intrude on her sanctuary away from him, just to witness this. She didn't. But... "Do you know where he is? We can do it now."
Woah woah he didn't know he needed to punch Davie. He scrunched his eyebrows and thought the dude was kind of chill. "Wait Davie as in the kid in our history of magic class? He seems pretty chill." He knew him in dueling club and they never had a bad encounter. "What did he do to you?" Now he needed to know details before he punched anyone.
Woah woah he didn't know he needed to punch Davie. He scrunched his eyebrows and thought the dude was kind of chill. "Wait Davie as in the kid in our history of magic class? He seems pretty chill." He knew him in dueling club and they never had a bad encounter. "What did he do to you?" Now he needed to know details before he punched anyone.
"I knew it," Haddie grumbled. She turned and plopped down on the bench again. Of course he wasn't going punch Davie. Not Davie! She grumbled again, folded her arms and stared pointingly at lion topiary as a way to avoid making eye contact with the older boy. No way was she going to let him see the tears of anger and frustration glistening her eyes.
"He's..." What was the use? Colt would just tell her she's over-reacting, probably. "He's an arrogent, pompous jerk who thinks he's better than everyone else because he's wizard-born or whatever. And he hates muggle-borns!" Obviously. How did no one else see that? "Forget it. I'll punch him myself." It'd be more satisfying that way anyhow.
"I knew it," Haddie grumbled. She turned and plopped down on the bench again. Of course he wasn't going punch Davie. Not Davie! She grumbled again, folded her arms and stared pointingly at lion topiary as a way to avoid making eye contact with the older boy. No way was she going to let him see the tears of anger and frustration glistening her eyes.
"He's..." What was the use? Colt would just tell her she's over-reacting, probably. "He's an arrogent, pompous jerk who thinks he's better than everyone else because he's wizard-born or whatever. And he hates muggle-borns!" Obviously. How did no one else see that? "Forget it. I'll punch him myself." It'd be more satisfying that way anyhow.
Colt was really confused. He had no idea how to react to this. He wasn't gonna punch a dude he hardly knew. I mean he did know Hady for a little while and she was more of a friend than Davie was. She turned away and he saw some glistening of tears in her eyes. Was he really that bad? He raised his eyebrows when she used the words to describe him. So he hated anyone who wasn't a pure blood. That didn't seem right. "Well hate to break it to Davie but everyone mostly here is a half blood or muggle born. There is rarely pure bloods anymore." It was just genetics. "So he must hate me because I am a half blood." Yup his mother was a witch and his father was the most muggle you could ever meet. He usually went to his aunts house to practice magic.
"You're gonna punch him yourself..?" he asked skeptically. "Do you want to get into detention?" he asked her. I mean he was all for it but he was looking out for her. She was only a first year after all.
Colt was really confused. He had no idea how to react to this. He wasn't gonna punch a dude he hardly knew. I mean he did know Hady for a little while and she was more of a friend than Davie was. She turned away and he saw some glistening of tears in her eyes. Was he really that bad? He raised his eyebrows when she used the words to describe him. So he hated anyone who wasn't a pure blood. That didn't seem right. "Well hate to break it to Davie but everyone mostly here is a half blood or muggle born. There is rarely pure bloods anymore." It was just genetics. "So he must hate me because I am a half blood." Yup his mother was a witch and his father was the most muggle you could ever meet. He usually went to his aunts house to practice magic.
"You're gonna punch him yourself..?" he asked skeptically. "Do you want to get into detention?" he asked her. I mean he was all for it but he was looking out for her. She was only a first year after all.
She blinked, confused. It seemed like she was missing something. "Huh?" She shook her head. "I don't know about any of that. He just..." She let out a frustrated sigh and leaned forward to rest her head in her hands a moment. She still wouldn't look at him, not until her eyes stopped tearing. "No. I don't know... but he probably doesn't hate you for being half-blood. You still knew about magic and magical history right? Then you're safe I think."
Others had talked about blood status or something before, but she'd never learned what it meant. Another thing Davie would hate her for, no doubt. Still, Haddie couldn't help but think the misunderstanding had something to do with that term. She kept her focus on the grass, letting her mind form pictures and patterns in the texture. "Maybe he just hates me for being muggle-born." She shrugged and sat back, eyes focused on the lion again. "Yeah," her voice was soft. "I am going to punch him. In his stupid nose." Not like she's never had detention before. Maybe not a Hogwarts, but she's had detention plenty of times.
She blinked, confused. It seemed like she was missing something. "Huh?" She shook her head. "I don't know about any of that. He just..." She let out a frustrated sigh and leaned forward to rest her head in her hands a moment. She still wouldn't look at him, not until her eyes stopped tearing. "No. I don't know... but he probably doesn't hate you for being half-blood. You still knew about magic and magical history right? Then you're safe I think."
Others had talked about blood status or something before, but she'd never learned what it meant. Another thing Davie would hate her for, no doubt. Still, Haddie couldn't help but think the misunderstanding had something to do with that term. She kept her focus on the grass, letting her mind form pictures and patterns in the texture. "Maybe he just hates me for being muggle-born." She shrugged and sat back, eyes focused on the lion again. "Yeah," her voice was soft. "I am going to punch him. In his stupid nose." Not like she's never had detention before. Maybe not a Hogwarts, but she's had detention plenty of times.
Now Colt was confused. "Did he hate you for not knowing about magic and magical history..?" He needed to know some details. "Hady how did this fight start is all I am trying to get at here. I just wanna know some details is all. I mean I got the part that he was being a jerk to you." Obviously anyone would with the nicknames he gave her. There is always two sides to every story. "Well I don't hate you for being muggleborn." Does that count? "Why do you care what he thinks anyways. He is just one dude out of how many in hogwarts? Why are you letting him get to you..?" All excellent questions he thought.
He chuckled at her attempt to be violent. Colt had punched someone actually in the nose. His cousin no less and it was a great experience. I mean he deserved it for being sarcastic.
Now Colt was confused. "Did he hate you for not knowing about magic and magical history..?" He needed to know some details. "Hady how did this fight start is all I am trying to get at here. I just wanna know some details is all. I mean I got the part that he was being a jerk to you." Obviously anyone would with the nicknames he gave her. There is always two sides to every story. "Well I don't hate you for being muggleborn." Does that count? "Why do you care what he thinks anyways. He is just one dude out of how many in hogwarts? Why are you letting him get to you..?" All excellent questions he thought.
He chuckled at her attempt to be violent. Colt had punched someone actually in the nose. His cousin no less and it was a great experience. I mean he deserved it for being sarcastic.
"Yes!" That's what she had been saying right? Haddie sighed, fidgeting with her hands. "We were talking in the courtyard, and it was fine until he mentioned anything to do with magical history. When I didn't understand it, and simply asked questions about it, he acted like I was personally insulting him or stabbing his dog or something..." She glanced up at Colt, pointedly. "Which I would never do! I love dogs. And then he blew up at me, because I didn't know any magical history."
She groaned, obviously still frustrated. "Yeah, he's one dude. That I see everywhere! In the Ravenclaw common room. At the same table when eating! At the small table in History of Magic!! Him and his stupid smug face!" She wouldn't have this problem if she had been sorted into Gryffindor.
She glared at Colt when he chuckled, defiantly. "I've punched people before!" Haddie actually looked vaguely pleased with herself. "Plenty of times." She tilted her head slightly, as if considering something, then stood up. "I'm going to go punch him. Right now. Thank you Colt."
Paul chuckled and shook his bag of bread crumbs. "I...am sorry. It's probably my fault. I'm feeding the birds! Old people are supposed to do that, right?" he asked. Maybe he felt older than he really was...like, 56...that was only like HALF his life right? Middle aged would probably be more accurate, but Paul felt his white hair aged him considerably.
"Wasn't your dad a Gryffindor, too?" he asked, thinking how...wow, it was so funny how houses ran in families a lot of times. Or how a great-great-great grandmother might be the only Hufflepuff for a line of Ravenclaws, and then BAM a child...comes along and is Hufflepuff! So interesting how genes worked and whatnot. "You like the castle, then? is it big enough for adventures?"
Alice giggled. "It's okay. Not your fault he's a greedy Pete." She shrugged and watched as the bird slowly came back to her. "You're not even old. But i don't know is that what they're supposed to do?" Mr. Paul was too fun to be old, so he didn't count as an old man.
"He was and my brother, Max" Three Gryffindors in the family so far. It would be interesting to see where Oliver and Valerie landed. She had an idea for Oliver. He was so soft and timid, he'd probably be a Hufflepuff. But Valerie was still a baby so who knew. "it is! There's so much to see and explore!" She bounced a little and looked around at the garden on the roof. With Diaval back on her shoulders she thought this would be a good time for introductions. "Mr. Paul this is Diaval. Diaval, this is Mr. Paul! He's a friend of Daddy's."
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His vocals were probably a little bit too exercised and warmed up. He couldn't possibly break into song now and live without damage. Oh, but he wanted to sing. He wanted to sing so much. For now, Rooney would remain occupied by the sounds around him and sing inside his head. A private concert, if you may. Movement back down on Earth (aka six feet below him, because he wasn't flying or anything) caused him to open his eyes and peer around the wing of the Eagle. "Professor Flamsteed!" He returned the salute, shuffled to sit up without it being a strain and looked at what the man had with him. Stuff.
"You make it sound like I'm here a lot, Professor." Which, in comparison to some other students..he probably was, but he could have been here a lot more often and with a lot more things to do.
"They're still alive and kicking, though. The topiaries."
Telescope down, the professor unrolled a few charts and lay them flat on the ground before the telescope. Using his sundial watch - arguably the only real practical time he ever used it to the unknowing outsider - he used the sun's light to figure out directions and degrees of inclination while fiddling with his telescope.
"Enough that it is noticeable," the man chuckled softly as he gave a quick peek through his telescope. Hmm...perhaps a bit more to the left then... "They are?" he asked, looking up at them. They were still green so he supposed that that was...good? "They are!. I've never been a man with a green thumb, so the house elves must be taking good care of things."
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"Yes!" That's what she had been saying right? Haddie sighed, fidgeting with her hands. "We were talking in the courtyard, and it was fine until he mentioned anything to do with magical history. When I didn't understand it, and simply asked questions about it, he acted like I was personally insulting him or stabbing his dog or something..." She glanced up at Colt, pointedly. "Which I would never do! I love dogs. And then he blew up at me, because I didn't know any magical history."
She groaned, obviously still frustrated. "Yeah, he's one dude. That I see everywhere! In the Ravenclaw common room. At the same table when eating! At the small table in History of Magic!! Him and his stupid smug face!" She wouldn't have this problem if she had been sorted into Gryffindor.
She glared at Colt when he chuckled, defiantly. "I've punched people before!" Haddie actually looked vaguely pleased with herself. "Plenty of times." She tilted her head slightly, as if considering something, then stood up. "I'm going to go punch him. Right now. Thank you Colt."
Woah this conversation got too out of hand for his liking. He didn't like dealing with drama at all first of all. Secondly he hated getting in the middle of things. He got the gist that this dude was making fun of Hady because she didn't know magical history like he did. Well dude everyone has got their strengths and weaknesses and that's life. She is only a first year so give her a break for not knowing everything. He was on Hady's side for this one.
Jeesshh she had it rough. I mean she had to see him everywhere. "That would drive anyone mad especially me.." he said out loud. You know let her punch the kid. See if he cares. "You know tell him who you are dealing with. Punch him for all I care." He didn't really know the dude that well. "If you have punched people before no wonder we get along then." They had the same mindset. He nodded and held his hand out for her to leave. "I am not stopping you. Just make sure the Astro Professor didn't hear you.." he told her with raised eyebrows.
Woah this conversation got too out of hand for his liking. He didn't like dealing with drama at all first of all. Secondly he hated getting in the middle of things. He got the gist that this dude was making fun of Hady because she didn't know magical history like he did. Well dude everyone has got their strengths and weaknesses and that's life. She is only a first year so give her a break for not knowing everything. He was on Hady's side for this one.
Jeesshh she had it rough. I mean she had to see him everywhere. "That would drive anyone mad especially me.." he said out loud. You know let her punch the kid. See if he cares. "You know tell him who you are dealing with. Punch him for all I care." He didn't really know the dude that well. "If you have punched people before no wonder we get along then." They had the same mindset. He nodded and held his hand out for her to leave. "I am not stopping you. Just make sure the Astro Professor didn't hear you.." he told her with raised eyebrows.
Haddie froze at that. She hadn't even noticed Flamsteed was there. Oops! "Just kidding!" She said it loud enough for the Professor to hear, just in case he had overheard. Much quieter she assured Colt, "I'll do it another time." She sat back down. The thought of getting to punch Davie had calmed her down quite a bit. Maybe she could talk to the Headmistress and see about getting resorted. That would make it so she never had to see him really. "Anyway, what are you up to? Did you ever get that camera?"
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Errrrrrrrrrhhhhhmmmmmm.......Tory was rolling back and forth on his heels. He turned his head as Sam said he, and Ace were wrong to assume she was the Ravenclaw ghost, but how did she know? Was Sam some kind of Secret Ravenclaw!? No matter.
"Yeah." He said with a smile responding to Mel "Ross Primeaux, He does DJing when Quidditch is off Season." It always felt cool when he got to talk about his Oldest Cousin. "He plays for the Magpies, and is dating an opposing Keeper." But Mel was talking about his cousin's DJing. "I never got to see any of his shows. Ross says I'm WAY to young to go to those, but I did here him practice."
As the conversation about Space Cows continued, and as the Old Ghost Lady loomed overhead them. Tory got lost in thought. His eyes darted around the Tower Garden. There was a lot of shrubbery here. That's when he had an idea. "Let's PLAY Sardines!" Yup He just blurted it out.
Alice giggled. "It's okay. Not your fault he's a greedy Pete." She shrugged and watched as the bird slowly came back to her. "You're not even old. But i don't know is that what they're supposed to do?" Mr. Paul was too fun to be old, so he didn't count as an old man.
"He was and my brother, Max" Three Gryffindors in the family so far. It would be interesting to see where Oliver and Valerie landed. She had an idea for Oliver. He was so soft and timid, he'd probably be a Hufflepuff. But Valerie was still a baby so who knew. "it is! There's so much to see and explore!" She bounced a little and looked around at the garden on the roof. With Diaval back on her shoulders she thought this would be a good time for introductions. "Mr. Paul this is Diaval. Diaval, this is Mr. Paul! He's a friend of Daddy's."
Paul haaaaad to give her a chuckle or two for that. Not old..pffft. Paul FELT old a lot of time...like, physically, not really spiritually. Or Mentally. "I don't know...I just know that I read many stories about old men feeding pigeons on park benches or something. Or...TV shows, when Milton and I watch those things." It was rare he and Milton would delve into muggle television, though. It wasn't really their thing.
The black bird had come back to Alice. "Does he...or she? like being pet?" he asked curiously. He loved all pets, usually. Even BUGS. "Hello, Diaval...it is very lovely to meet you, my young fellow." Paul bowed his head to the bird as if it were a human Paul were greeting.
"Ahh SO the lion runs in the family. Interesting how that happens."
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Haddie froze at that. She hadn't even noticed Flamsteed was there. Oops! "Just kidding!" She said it loud enough for the Professor to hear, just in case he had overheard. Much quieter she assured Colt, "I'll do it another time." She sat back down. The thought of getting to punch Davie had calmed her down quite a bit. Maybe she could talk to the Headmistress and see about getting resorted. That would make it so she never had to see him really. "Anyway, what are you up to? Did you ever get that camera?"
Colt chuckled and said to her, "Nice savee." Least he warned her and her next comment made him laugh. "Well when you do, send me on owl. I want a front row seat for that one. I will just be on the sidelines just in case you get detention." He joked and nudged her playfully. He noticed the change of topic which he expected. He grinned and went along with it, "Well not much just been doing the lessons for my mothers sake. She literally pleaded with me to not get anymore detention and just focus on my schoolwork. I mean in my last few schools I was slacking off." He got in detention too many times to count. In Durmstrang he even knew the head of detention by name.
Oh she mentioned the camera? His eyes widened when he clicked with the memory. "Oh yeah! I did get it actually. I was wondering if you wanted to test it out and take pictures with me.." That is the reason he came here. He knew the astronomy room had a nice view. "Hold on I got it here somewhere.." he rummaged in his backpack. "AhhhHA!" he said and got it out. It was buried deep in there that is for sure. "So do you want to be the model or shall I?"
Colt chuckled and said to her, "Nice savee." Least he warned her and her next comment made him laugh. "Well when you do, send me on owl. I want a front row seat for that one. I will just be on the sidelines just in case you get detention." He joked and nudged her playfully. He noticed the change of topic which he expected. He grinned and went along with it, "Well not much just been doing the lessons for my mothers sake. She literally pleaded with me to not get anymore detention and just focus on my schoolwork. I mean in my last few schools I was slacking off." He got in detention too many times to count. In Durmstrang he even knew the head of detention by name.
Oh she mentioned the camera? His eyes widened when he clicked with the memory. "Oh yeah! I did get it actually. I was wondering if you wanted to test it out and take pictures with me.." That is the reason he came here. He knew the astronomy room had a nice view. "Hold on I got it here somewhere.." he rummaged in his backpack. "AhhhHA!" he said and got it out. It was buried deep in there that is for sure. "So do you want to be the model or shall I?"
Haddie looked Colt up and down a moment. It was hard to imagine him slacking here. He was so different at Hogwarts. Back at Diagon Alley he had heavily reminded her of a little lost puppy. But here at school, Colt was in his element. He thrived here. At least that's the impression she got from him.
"I slacked a lot at my old schools, and got a lot of detentions," Haddie told him. "But we weren't learning magic either." She raised an eyebrow at him and held it a moment. Then she smirked, and shrugged, and rummaged through her own bag. She pulled out her own camera and shook it a little. "I've been behind the camera plenty," she said. Haddie moved to put her camera back in her bag, but paused. "Well, maybe one more." She snapped a quick picture of Colt and then placed her camera back in her bag.
"Okay, where do you want me?" She stood up and looked around the tower patch.
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Telescope down, the professor unrolled a few charts and lay them flat on the ground before the telescope. Using his sundial watch - arguably the only real practical time he ever used it to the unknowing outsider - he used the sun's light to figure out directions and degrees of inclination while fiddling with his telescope.
"Enough that it is noticeable," the man chuckled softly as he gave a quick peek through his telescope. Hmm...perhaps a bit more to the left then... "They are?" he asked, looking up at them. They were still green so he supposed that that was...good? "They are!. I've never been a man with a green thumb, so the house elves must be taking good care of things."
Under Marion's watchful eye, no doubt.
Ah.
Rooney cracked a smile. "I didn't think that anyone would notice, Professor. I just like it here..." It gave him enough space to study, enough space to think and enough time too plan romantic endeavours that would never follow through. Because that was what happened when the person you wanted to hold hands with had another person to hold hands with. Sharing a glance with his Astronomy Professor at the other topiaries, Rooney had to smile wider. "I think the Eagle is better, though."
Because he was looking after it and nurturing it and reading to it as much as he could. This topiary was the brightest in all of the educated.
Haddie looked Colt up and down a moment. It was hard to imagine him slacking here. He was so different at Hogwarts. Back at Diagon Alley he had heavily reminded her of a little lost puppy. But here at school, Colt was in his element. He thrived here. At least that's the impression she got from him.
"I slacked a lot at my old schools, and got a lot of detentions," Haddie told him. "But we weren't learning magic either." She raised an eyebrow at him and held it a moment. Then she smirked, and shrugged, and rummaged through her own bag. She pulled out her own camera and shook it a little. "I've been behind the camera plenty," she said. Haddie moved to put her camera back in her bag, but paused. "Well, maybe one more." She snapped a quick picture of Colt and then placed her camera back in her bag.
"Okay, where do you want me?" She stood up and looked around the tower patch.
"Woah we got even more in common than I thought. What did you get into detention for?" Now this he had to hear. "You weren't learning magic? What were you learning then if not magic?" He tried to think what else they could be learning. Were they learning like muggle stuff? Ah well she will tell him soon. As Colt was rummaging in his bag, he saw Hady going through her bag. He tilted his head and then he saw his camera. He laughed and said, "Typical that you got one too." He was not surprised at all.
"You have behind the camera plenty? Is that what you studied back in your school?" Valid question right? He smiled and he saw a big flash. Woaahhh that was unexpected. He blinked a few times to get the white spots out of his eyes. "That I didn't expect. I hope I didn't blink." If he did then she would have a pretty funny derp face. That is for sure.
Now time for him to take pictures. He began to think of the landscape and he began to observe. "Hmmm.." he began to say. "Let's try by the fountain. I love the lighting and the scenery.." Spoken like a photographer that sounded like he knew what he was doing.
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There was that feeling. A feeling he hasn’t felt since....
Tenacius spun around on the ground and looked up, just as the ghostly voice pierced the air. There was another one what?? "WHOAHH!!" he gasped lowly, totally amazed. He scrambled to his feet and rushed towards her, stopping short just before plowing into the spirit. That would've been awkward yup. "Which one are you? Ravenclaw? You kinda looked different at the feast." Really different, but then ghost anatomy, if Sir Nicholas can walk around with an almost decapitated head why not girl ghosts completely changing their appearance? His grandma does that all the time and she's alive.
"Oh we wuz watching clouds!" Nod nod nod. "We just saw a space cow! Do ya see it do ya see it??" points points points.
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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE
"Super Mario." Oh oh...that Tiny mustachioed Italian Plumber. "Yeah I guess it's like that. I don't really need it now though I guess" He wasn't really
He let the two girls touch and prod at his hair with no expression on his face. He wasn't really pleased with it because honestly he didn't like it, but it was way better than getting surprised. Besides, he could trust Sam and Mel not to put anything in his hair.
"A Music room, sounds pretty cool. Do they have a Turn Table? I could be like my Older Cousin."
Now, he was bored. Torrance wanted to do something else a little more fun with friends instead of just looking at Clouds, which WAS fun. Just when your with buddies you gotta do something else.
Torrance sat up ready to yell out a cool new idea when a ghostly shrilled voice of some very cheery woman came swooping in at them.
WHOA ANOTHER GHOST! Torrance almost jumped into Ace as Ace himself hopped of the ground, and scurried over to her. "No way!" Torrance looked at the Old Lady Ghost as Ace called her Ravenclaw. "I thought Ravenclaw was younger!" He crosses his arms and pouted disappointed that the Ravenclaw ghost was some old lady.
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Samantha rolled her eyes at Ace as he made fun of her and Mel for being fascinated with Tory's hair. He was just jealous obviously, though, his reaction to Mel petting his hair made her laugh. "You're right, a poodle looks nicer." Griiiiin. Teasing Ace was always a thing.
The girl's eyes lit up. "I didn't know, but thats awesome! You should show us where its at." Not that she knew how to play anything, but it would be fun to mess with the instruments.
She sat up quickly at the new floaty ooooohy voice. "No." she shook her head at the others. "The Ravenclaw one was different. I remember." Moving to see the ghost better better she asked. "Who are you then? And what are you doing all the way up here? Isn't it dangerous? Couldn't you get blown away or something?" Hey wait, Space Cow. When Ace said it, it made a question pop into her head. "Do you think Cows can go to space? Like when we go to Mars? You think Cows will be there so we can have milk?" It was important, you know? And maybe the others had an opinion on it.
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Hearing him yell out her name like that only made her grin. “Tenacius…Acius…Ace…I don’t think you are a poodle,” she grinned. “You’d probably be a long-haired Chihuahua or a chiweenie if anything.” Yes. She was just calling him a lapdog. More for a response than anything….took him the whole night?
“so you didn’t brush it?” She asked and grinned. “I just braided it after I got up and used my fingers to get some knots out” she nodded and then grinned at the music room idea. “YES I BROUGHT MY CELLO THERE” she practically screamed and then looked at the cloud Ace was talking about…”your hair looks messy Tory – so does mine” she nodded and grinned over to him. Not THAT messy but still messy.
When Professor Burbage showed up she just grinned. “Helllooooooooo!” She grinned up at her translucent form. “I’m Melbourne Johanson” she nodded, “we were cloud watching” she nodded up at her again. “…your older cousin is a DJ?” She turned toward Toray and grinned. “guys we should all go play music sometime” she grinned. “I can show you the song I learned” she beamed because they would love it.
“space milk? Would that be any different from earth milk? Like…more metallic because of the metallic core on mars?” Looking up at Professor Burbage she just grinned.
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Errrrrrrrrrhhhhhmmmmmm.......Tory was rolling back and forth on his heels. He turned his head as Sam said he, and Ace were wrong to assume she was the Ravenclaw ghost, but how did she know? Was Sam some kind of Secret Ravenclaw!? No matter.
"Yeah." He said with a smile responding to Mel "Ross Primeaux, He does DJing when Quidditch is off Season." It always felt cool when he got to talk about his Oldest Cousin. "He plays for the Magpies, and is dating an opposing Keeper." But Mel was talking about his cousin's DJing. "I never got to see any of his shows. Ross says I'm WAY to young to go to those, but I did here him practice."
As the conversation about Space Cows continued, and as the Old Ghost Lady loomed overhead them. Tory got lost in thought. His eyes darted around the Tower Garden. There was a lot of shrubbery here. That's when he had an idea. "Let's PLAY Sardines!" Yup He just blurted it out.
"Ohohohohoho she wiiiiiiiiiishes she were as graceful as me," the ghost chortled as she glided closer to the gryffindor boy. "No no no my dear. The ghost of whom you speak is the daaaaaaaaarling Helena Ravenclaw WHO....if I am not mistaken has become the object of affection of your own house's ghost."
Just a bit of juicy gossip to spread around.
Her head SNAPPED around to the other young man. The one who had been ever so RUDE.
"ExcuuuUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuse you," she clucked as she loomed over the young man. "Has no one ever told you it is incredibly ruuuuuuUUUUUUde to utter such things in front of people? Watch your tongue, son!"
She was a ghost but she certainly was NOT deaf. Not to mention that the young dear was incredibly wrong in his assumptions if one were going by date of births AND death day dates.
HMMMMPPPPPFFFFT!
"I am Marion Burbage," she introduced. "Former Astronomy professor here at Hogwarts until my untiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimely demise. Now I remain as the Astronomy Tower ghost." She huffed at the RUDE young man again before her attention was drawn to the little Miss. "I assure you, my dear, that I am perfectly safe here. Or am not, rather. This IS where I died."
Right over there, but children need not know those glum details.
"THANK YOU, Melbourne dear, for being the only darling with any manners," she fussed at the group, a smile on her face only for the one Gryffindor dear.
HMMMMPPPPPFFFFT!
The conversation of cows, space milk, and cloud watching went right through her ghostly form, but she DID latch on to that little bit of outside gossip. Although she was incredibly out of tune with the happenings outside of the castle save for the stray Daily Prophet left about the castle.
"Woah we got even more in common than I thought. What did you get into detention for?" Now this he had to hear. "You weren't learning magic? What were you learning then if not magic?" He tried to think what else they could be learning. Were they learning like muggle stuff? Ah well she will tell him soon. As Colt was rummaging in his bag, he saw Hady going through her bag. He tilted his head and then he saw his camera. He laughed and said, "Typical that you got one too." He was not surprised at all.
"You have behind the camera plenty? Is that what you studied back in your school?" Valid question right? He smiled and he saw a big flash. Woaahhh that was unexpected. He blinked a few times to get the white spots out of his eyes. "That I didn't expect. I hope I didn't blink." If he did then she would have a pretty funny derp face. That is for sure.
Now time for him to take pictures. He began to think of the landscape and he began to observe. "Hmmm.." he began to say. "Let's try by the fountain. I love the lighting and the scenery.." Spoken like a photographer that sounded like he knew what he was doing.
"Standing up for myself. And my sister." By which, she naturally meant fighting. But that was only a few times. "Pranks mostly though. And never knowing when to keep my mouth shut." According to Mom.
Haddie grinned and pointed, in mock accusation at Colt. "Nuh-uh," she shook her head. "Had. I had one. I recommended that one to you, remember?" She shook her head again. "No. They don't have photography classes in elementary school or anything like that. Just the boring basics. English, math," not maths, math... silly Brits, "science, history. You don't get to start the fun stuff, in America, at least until Jr. High. Which I would be starting next year, if you know, I wasn't a witch, and didn't move to London..."
Haddie laughed at Colt's reaction. "Don't worry, magical picture. Even if you blinked, you'll still have your eyes open in at least part of the picture." She grinned. Should be a funny picture to put in a scrap book. Giving Colt a little salute, she got up and wandered over to the fountain, climbing up onto the rim. "How's this?"
"Standing up for myself. And my sister." By which, she naturally meant fighting. But that was only a few times. "Pranks mostly though. And never knowing when to keep my mouth shut." According to Mom.
Haddie grinned and pointed, in mock accusation at Colt. "Nuh-uh," she shook her head. "Had. I had one. I recommended that one to you, remember?" She shook her head again. "No. They don't have photography classes in elementary school or anything like that. Just the boring basics. English, math," not maths, math... silly Brits, "science, history. You don't get to start the fun stuff, in America, at least until Jr. High. Which I would be starting next year, if you know, I wasn't a witch, and didn't move to London..."
Haddie laughed at Colt's reaction. "Don't worry, magical picture. Even if you blinked, you'll still have your eyes open in at least part of the picture." She grinned. Should be a funny picture to put in a scrap book. Giving Colt a little salute, she got up and wandered over to the fountain, climbing up onto the rim. "How's this?"
Colt snorted with laughter and had the same issue. "Yeah I need to work on that. I usually speak what I am thinking and my mom is like shut up and think before you speak. There is nothing wrong with standing up for yourself." Sometimes people needed a taste of their own medicine. Ooooh Colt did remember Hady mentioning it. "Right right I remember. Slowly my memory is getting to me. Well you know you can always borrow this camera right?" He held it out and offered her to hold it. If she wanted to look at it that is. He heard Hady explaining about elementary school and he could relate. "Yeah I know. I went to one back when I was in New York City. I look back on it now and that was so boring compared to Durmstrang and Hogwarts. I am glad I have magic in my blood. I did make some interesting friends though back in elementary school though." Even their parents were kind of weird too. He won't go into that too much.
"But are you proud that you are a witch though or do you still wish you lived the muggle lifestyle?" An excellent question don't ya think. Colt saw Hady climb up onto the rim and he nodded. "Perfect! Now give me a big smile." He snapped his camera and he walked over to her. "So I learned this from my cousin. Apparently there is a term called a selfie. You hold the camera and you take the photo. Which is kind of weird but let's try it." He held the camera with himself next to Hady and faced it towards them and took the photo.
Colt snorted with laughter and had the same issue. "Yeah I need to work on that. I usually speak what I am thinking and my mom is like shut up and think before you speak. There is nothing wrong with standing up for yourself." Sometimes people needed a taste of their own medicine. Ooooh Colt did remember Hady mentioning it. "Right right I remember. Slowly my memory is getting to me. Well you know you can always borrow this camera right?" He held it out and offered her to hold it. If she wanted to look at it that is. He heard Hady explaining about elementary school and he could relate. "Yeah I know. I went to one back when I was in New York City. I look back on it now and that was so boring compared to Durmstrang and Hogwarts. I am glad I have magic in my blood. I did make some interesting friends though back in elementary school though." Even their parents were kind of weird too. He won't go into that too much.
"But are you proud that you are a witch though or do you still wish you lived the muggle lifestyle?" An excellent question don't ya think. Colt saw Hady climb up onto the rim and he nodded. "Perfect! Now give me a big smile." He snapped his camera and he walked over to her. "So I learned this from my cousin. Apparently there is a term called a selfie. You hold the camera and you take the photo. Which is kind of weird but let's try it." He held the camera with himself next to Hady and faced it towards them and took the photo.
Haddie did take the camera and check it out, briefly, before heading up onto the fountain rim. It was very similar to her own camera. "And you can borrow mine if you want, too."
She smiled, wide and happy, and waved. What was the point of taking a magical moving picture if you weren't gonna move. "I am proud to be a witch. But I wish Natalie was one too. It's weird to be here, or anywhere with her. We're twins, so we've always been together, from the start. Except in 3rd grade, and that had been a huge mistake..." she grinned as she remembered that. "I also wish I had been sorted into Gryffindor, instead. I was always the outside in school. You know when bizarre and freaky things keep happening around you, you don't really become the most popular person. I always had Nat though." She shrugged. "I just sort of hoped Hogwarts would be different, but nope. Outsider of Ravenclaw. That's me."
Haddie rolled her eyes, but was still smiling and clearly having a good time when Colt took the selfie. Okay, having a selfie of her rolling her eyes over having a selfie of her, was kinda cool. "Selfies are..." She stuck her finger in her open mouth and pretended to gag. "You get a free pass though, because you just learned about them and they have a lot of novelty. They're just wayyyyy too overdone in the muggle world. So, please, don't start the the trend here!" She was still smiling as she pleaded with Colt with her eyes.
Errrrrrrrrrhhhhhmmmmmm.......Tory was rolling back and forth on his heels. He turned his head as Sam said he, and Ace were wrong to assume she was the Ravenclaw ghost, but how did she know? Was Sam some kind of Secret Ravenclaw!? No matter.
"Yeah." He said with a smile responding to Mel "Ross Primeaux, He does DJing when Quidditch is off Season." It always felt cool when he got to talk about his Oldest Cousin. "He plays for the Magpies, and is dating an opposing Keeper." But Mel was talking about his cousin's DJing. "I never got to see any of his shows. Ross says I'm WAY to young to go to those, but I did here him practice."
As the conversation about Space Cows continued, and as the Old Ghost Lady loomed overhead them. Tory got lost in thought. His eyes darted around the Tower Garden. There was a lot of shrubbery here. That's when he had an idea. "Let's PLAY Sardines!" Yup He just blurted it out.
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SPOILER!!: you precious little cherubs <3
"Ohohohohoho she wiiiiiiiiiishes she were as graceful as me," the ghost chortled as she glided closer to the gryffindor boy. "No no no my dear. The ghost of whom you speak is the daaaaaaaaarling Helena Ravenclaw WHO....if I am not mistaken has become the object of affection of your own house's ghost."
Just a bit of juicy gossip to spread around.
Her head SNAPPED around to the other young man. The one who had been ever so RUDE.
"ExcuuuUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuse you," she clucked as she loomed over the young man. "Has no one ever told you it is incredibly ruuuuuuUUUUUUde to utter such things in front of people? Watch your tongue, son!"
She was a ghost but she certainly was NOT deaf. Not to mention that the young dear was incredibly wrong in his assumptions if one were going by date of births AND death day dates.
HMMMMPPPPPFFFFT!
"I am Marion Burbage," she introduced. "Former Astronomy professor here at Hogwarts until my untiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimely demise. Now I remain as the Astronomy Tower ghost." She huffed at the RUDE young man again before her attention was drawn to the little Miss. "I assure you, my dear, that I am perfectly safe here. Or am not, rather. This IS where I died."
Right over there, but children need not know those glum details.
"THANK YOU, Melbourne dear, for being the only darling with any manners," she fussed at the group, a smile on her face only for the one Gryffindor dear.
HMMMMPPPPPFFFFT!
The conversation of cows, space milk, and cloud watching went right through her ghostly form, but she DID latch on to that little bit of outside gossip. Although she was incredibly out of tune with the happenings outside of the castle save for the stray Daily Prophet left about the castle.
"I beg your pardon? Sardines?"
Melbourne grinned over to Tory when he explained which of his cousins was a Dj. “That is awesome!” Mel grinned over to him “that is pretty awesome…my brother Finn used to be a chaser for the Australian Nationals and well…my brother Phil works as one of the trainers” she admitted with a giant grin.
“that is so cool!” she grinned and then heard him bring up the game. “Really? That is so cool” she beamed over to him and then heard what Professor Burbage’s ghost said. “whaaaat? You died here?” Mel asked and blinked at her for a bit.
“M-m…Professor Burgage? I’m sorry you died” she blurted out it was meant to be nice…but well, lets be real. “have you ever Played Sardines?...its like hide-and-seek where one person hides and then everyone tries to find them and hide where the hiding person is” Mel informed and grinned at the ghost. “do you want to join us?” She asked excitedly.
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