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The Ravenclaw Common Room is usually pretty airy, comfortable and elegant in looks but something different has been done today. The darkness of the room hits you instantly as you step into the room of, well, a huge, house slumber party. The midnight-blue floor was now adorned with mats, beanbags and a huge variety of cushions, though a starry reflection of the ceiling did peek through here and there.
However, what made this vastly different to an average slumber party was the decoration Hirsch has put up everywhere. Forget fairy lights, glow in the dark stars and jars were floating around the place, illuminating the place with a glowy, fluorescent look. The place has been lit up enough to allow you access to move around comfortably but do try not to look at the stars for too long.
Along one side of the common room, various snacks and other items have been set up. For the sweet-toothed members of the house, a wide range of sweet items sit on the table with everything from cookies and s'mores to chocolate frogs and crystallised pineapples. Not a sweets fan? Maybe try the spring rolls or the mini pizza rolls, the latter of which has gone down very well with the Defence Professor. Jars and bottles - yes, the glowing kind - of pumpkin juice and hot chocolate are sitting towards the end of the table, right next to the paper plates and cups.
Something different about this table is the inclusion of a small, even glowed-up area. There are a bunch of fluorescent face paints there along with tiny brushes. Paint whatever you like and, if you give it a small tap with your wand, you might get a surprise in the form of a moving, glow-in-the-dark face paint. Do be warned that they won't last longer than the night.
Speaking of, the man can be found sitting on a cushion in the middle of the room, leaning back on his elbows and looking up at the ceiling. Do come in and enjoy yourself. This glow-in-the-dark slumber party is for you, after all.
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Though he wished he could've kept talking to the boy, the sight of someone else walking through the door caught his attention. The smile widened as h called out, "Hello, Azura. Welcome back!" He needed to have a talk with her at some point but that was something that could wait. Let's not ruin her evening, okay? "Thank you. I take it that's your seal of approval, then?"
Azura smiled as Professor Hirsch spoke and she gave him a warm grin, as glow in the dark stars raced across her cheeks.. "Thank you Professor! It's good to be back." And now that Hirsch was their head of house.. It was going to be an awesome year!
Hopefully at least.
She nodded as he spoke. "It is! I'm so very happy that you are our Head of House! If it can't be Mr. Kitridge, then I'm so glad it's you." Another smile crossed her face before she looked around a bit..
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Chris sat watching his...ex girlfriend... Ugh he hated that word. It made him want to be sick. At least she was having fun right? His attention turned toward the professor as he spoke and he shrugged. "Girls, sir. Girls." Why did everything have to be so complicated? It shouldn't be right? And she made it just as bad as Mia had. Ugh. Yup he was pretty sure he was going to be sick. He rubbed his chest and his eyes went back to her.
He knew she saw him. He saw her look. Could he just go over and talk to her? Was that allowed?
His thoughts were broken as the elves caused a scene and he watched with a mild interest. His concentration had been focused on her so much that he hadn't even noticed what started the ruckus. Instead he leaned back in the little bean bag chair trying to will Az to come talk to him because he sure wasn't going to be the one to start that.
Azura's gaze was caught by the commotion and Jace, and part of her wanted to go over and help her friend out.. the other part knew that he wouldn't want all the attention on him.. So instead she gave him a thumbs up, and a head tilt.. silently asking if he was all right or not.. Or if he wanted her to come over..
Her gaze moved around the room again until it landed on Chris and she bit her lip a little more she dug deep down into her inner Gryffindor.. (which wasn't very big mind you..) and headed over there to see him herself.
She bit her lip a little though as she got closer to him and sort of settled in a bean bag chair next to him..
'Hey.." She said softly as she looked over at him.. "This is fun hmm?" It would have been more fun, if they had been together.. but.. ahh.. umm...
Landon was running around the room. THERE WERE CHOCOLATE FROGS and he had a good half a dozen already. No wonder his mum didn't allow him to have sugar. Bounce Bounce Bounce!!!
"BEEP BEEP, Coming through!" Merlin he LOVED Sugar! He also very much knew now why his mum was NOT okay with him having any, it made the 12 year old absolutely CRAZY!!!! He approached the table once more this time for a glass of HOT CHOCOLATE AND Pumpkin juice while he continued to rock on his feet. oh my... HYPER! He wasn't sure hed be able to sleep tonight!
"Oi, watch it," the third year exclaimed, her newly acquired hot chocolate nearly coming a cropper. She'd only barely survived the ketchup disaster at dinner; she really didn't need scalding hot chocolate down her front instead. And worse, she'd almost forgot to add the marshmallows! Not that would be a disaster.
Crisis averted, Sam grabbed a pizza roll with her spare hand and carefully manoeuvred her way across the dark room. What other cool stuff was going on in the neon glow?
"Oi, watch it," the third year exclaimed, her newly acquired hot chocolate nearly coming a cropper. She'd only barely survived the ketchup disaster at dinner; she really didn't need scalding hot chocolate down her front instead. And worse, she'd almost forgot to add the marshmallows! Not that would be a disaster.
Crisis averted, Sam grabbed a pizza roll with her spare hand and carefully maneuvered her way across the dark room. What other cool stuff was going on in the neon glow?
"Hold onto that cup, buttercup!" and dont drop it, specially NOT ON HIM! he bounced as he shoved some pineapple in his mouth along with the pumpkin juice. HA! Grosss! Cool! HE bounced on his feet some more and when his mouth was free he looked back to the girl who was walking AWAY!?!? "Hey.. Hey it's rude to walk away from a guy who calls you buttercup." he was following her. bounce bounce bounce.
"Hold onto that cup, buttercup!" and dont drop it, specially NOT ON HIM! he bounced as he shoved some pineapple in his mouth along with the pumpkin juice. HA! Grosss! Cool! HE bounced on his feet some more and when his mouth was free he looked back to the girl who was walking AWAY!?!? "Hey.. Hey it's rude to walk away from a guy who calls you buttercup." he was following her. bounce bounce bounce.
Sam turned around and gave him a look up and down, almost sizing him up. Well, as best she could in the low light. "Realleh? Buttercup?" she replied, the tone of her voice distinctly unimpressed. "Is dat the best you've got? Preeetty sure I can walk wherever I like."
Especially when it came to over-sugared second years. "Good luck sleepin' tonight, mate."
Sam turned around and gave him a look up and down, almost sizing him up. Well, as best she could in the low light. "Realleh? Buttercup?" she replied, the tone of her voice distinctly unimpressed. "Is dat the best you've got? Preeetty sure I can walk wherever I like."
Especially when it came to over-sugared second years. "Good luck sleepin' tonight, mate."
PFFFFFFFFt, he didn't really need sleep, he'd be cool without it but.. well.. she wasn't being very nice now was she. he frowned slightly as she made him feel an inch tall "I was being nice to you. There's no need to be so rude. Being rude makes you ugly. adn to think i was going to tell you you looked pretty." he liked her hair but now she wasn't as appealing with that sour TUDE she was wearing.
PFFFFFFFFt, he didn't really need sleep, he'd be cool without it but.. well.. she wasn't being very nice now was she. he frowned slightly as she made him feel an inch tall "I was being nice to you. There's no need to be so rude. Being rude makes you ugly. adn to think i was going to tell you you looked pretty." he liked her hair but now she wasn't as appealing with that sour TUDE she was wearing.
Well, he'd stopped bouncing quite so much at least, so she supposed that was a positive. But she did feel a little mean, with him calling her out as rude. Sam considered herself many things, but mean wasn't one of them.
"Sorreh," she said, turning back towards him slightly so she could sit down on on a beanbag by the fire, and gesturing for him to join her. "Kinda not used teh peeps naming meh after flowehs. Usually more mistaken feh a boy." Honestly, she'd probably over-reacted thinking he was being sarcastic to her rather than nice. "Fanks feh thinking that I'm pretteh though." The smallest of blushest came to her cheeks, luckily undetectable in the glow.
Well, he'd stopped bouncing quite so much at least, so she supposed that was a positive. But she did feel a little mean, with him calling her out as rude. Sam considered herself many things, but mean wasn't one of them.
"Sorreh," she said, turning back towards him slightly so she could sit down on on a beanbag by the fire, and gesturing for him to join her. "Kinda not used teh peeps naming meh after flowehs. Usually more mistaken feh a boy." Honestly, she'd probably over-reacted thinking he was being sarcastic to her rather than nice. "Fanks feh thinking that I'm pretteh though." The smallest of blushest came to her cheeks, luckily undetectable in the glow.
"So is the yellow rings any good?"
his mouth went to the floor for a moment at her statement. "Why in the hippogripps would anyone think you're a boy?! you're bloody beautiful if im being honest." His mum always taught him to be very polite to girls and she was no exception to the rule. he turned and plopped his bottom in a beanbag chair next to her, his pumpkin juice spilling on him just slightly. "Oh maaannn." Couldn't take him ANYWHERE to be frank. he nodded, "mhm, mhm yes very good. did you want to try some? i can get them for you?"
his mouth went to the floor for a moment at her statement. "Why in the hippogripps would anyone think you're a boy?! you're bloody beautiful if im being honest." His mum always taught him to be very polite to girls and she was no exception to the rule. he turned and plopped his bottom in a beanbag chair next to her, his pumpkin juice spilling on him just slightly. "Oh maaannn." Couldn't take him ANYWHERE to be frank. he nodded, "mhm, mhm yes very good. did you want to try some? i can get them for you?"
It was probably good job she was taking a sip of hot chocolate right then, and didn't notice his jaw dropping. "Long story," she replied with shrug. "Me'air used to be shorteh 'n' all." As in, cropped really short. This summer was the first time she'd even attempted to grow it out. "I dunno about the beautiful though. I'm jus' 'appeh bein' me."
"Here, let me," she said, catching glimpse of that spill. She probabaly should have offered to hold it for him, but it was a tad late for that now. She pulled her wand from her robes, and did a simple cleaning spell she'd learnt in charms last year. "Can't tell if it's all out, but it'll be betteh than it was." Handy little spell, it was; she wished she'd known it when she'd still been out on the streets. "Nah, don't worreh. Jus' curious, s'all. Not sure I eveh 'ad 'em before."
It was probably good job she was taking a sip of hot chocolate right then, and didn't notice his jaw dropping. "Long story," she replied with shrug. "Me'air used to be shorteh 'n' all." As in, cropped really short. This summer was the first time she'd even attempted to grow it out. "I dunno about the beautiful though. I'm jus' 'appeh bein' me."
"Here, let me," she said, catching glimpse of that spill. She probabaly should have offered to hold it for him, but it was a tad late for that now. She pulled her wand from her robes, and did a simple cleaning spell she'd learnt in charms last year. "Can't tell if it's all out, but it'll be betteh than it was." Handy little spell, it was; she wished she'd known it when she'd still been out on the streets. "Nah, don't worreh. Jus' curious, s'all. Not sure I eveh 'ad 'em before."
Well, golly jee he couldn't even with this girl and her stories! "just cause you're happy being you doesn't mean you can't be told you're not beautiful." cos she surely waaaas. Mhm mhm. He reached out and touched her hair just barely. "even with the short hair you still have a pretty face." he spoke nothing but truths to the girl as she took out her wand for him and cleaned off his spill. "ahh, helpful too! Thanks!" he knew that spell but really he was okay with letting the house elves that did laundry getting it out of his shirt.
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Oh. Oops. She probably should have been a bit more specific with that. "No. Not really. Not usually." Hopefully he won't be too upset by the let down. "My birthday is the first day of school. Tomorrow. And well, we had our Ravenclaw party then, rather than after the feast, because well, there was some trouble at the feast that year..." She didn't bother to mention she'd been part of that trouble, or that it was fun for her and no one else in her house. "Anyway, a bunch of ferrets and pygmy puffs got loose somehow," don't ask her, she doesn't even know how they got there, "and as a thank you for helping to round them up, we got to keep one. So it was like Hogwarts gave me a birthday gift." Never mind she actually kept Asher and a pygmy puff...
Hadley smiled sweetly at the boy. "I know it gets a bit overwhelming at first, but you get used to it, don't worry. Pretty soon, everything that seems bizarre or wrong to you will seem normal." As it had for her. "It's a great place to be really." He had a chocolate frog on the train? Neat. "See, you're already doing better with it than I did."
Hads nodded, as she rubbed her shoulder. "Yeah, I'm fine. Asher just dug his claws into me to keep from falling off." As he could probably tell, by her reaction to the house elf crashing into whatever, and her story about being startled by the chocolate frog, she startled relatively easy. "You sure you don't want an eagle?" She asked dipping a brush into the glowing paint. "House mascot after all. We're called Ravenclaw because Rowena Ravenclaw founded the house." Hads nodded to where the statue of Rowena stood, but it was too dark to see it right now. "There's a statue of her over there somewhere. She chose the eagle as our mascot. Not sure why though. Ravens are actually super smart and so would be fitting for a house mascot." It was adorable that he was so proud of their house. In a way, Hads envied him that. So torn was she between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, it was hard to feel that overwhelming house pride sometimes.
So it sounded like he wouldn't be getting a magical birthday present from the school after all. Bummer. And he was actually really grateful that the only creature infestation tonight seemed to be the house elves. There was enough weirdness in one day for this new wizard. "So it sounds like the after-feast party is the norm, then?" He just wanted to know what to expect for once. "I hope you're right about feeling like things are normal soon. I want to feel at home here." Mostly because it would prevent him from being super homesick. He did NOT want people to think he was a sissy.
By the time they got to the face paint table, he had popped the small cookie the tippins had given him into his mouth. As Hads spoke, his face grew bright red. He was deeply glad that it was dark. "Oh um.. yeah.. an eagle would be good, then.." he mumbled. To cover his embarrassment, he pretended to turn and look for the giant statue she had mentioned. Though he couldn't see it, he pretended to be intrigued by it for a moment. "Well, I think ravens would have been a cool mascot. Mrs. Ravenclaw should have thought about that," he said, regaining his composure. "Alright, I'll sit as still as I can. Have at it!"
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Oh no. Oh no! Did he just attract attention to himself?
Startled, he gaped at the house elf in front of him for a good few seconds and found himself nodding in assurance. "I will be fine...er...house elf-san." All house elves seem to look alike, so Jace wasn't sure which house elf he was talking too.
Jace could feel his cheeks go red as he heard the soft thudding of Hirsch's shoes against the carpeted floor. He's sure that he's not the clumsy type, but walking in a darkened common room isn't really his thing. That would require special talent, right? Or maybe not. "It's...it's my arm professor. I broke it last summer but it's healed now. I'm sure the pain is just from the shock of falling..." Nothing too serious, yeah? Not that he hates Healers, but he thinks it's unnecessary to have it checked again. "It's okay, I can handle it professor..." he said slowly looking up at the man, "...or should I call you House Master from now on?" he continued as his face was shadowed by a grin who just uncovered a secret. The Headmaster failed to announce who the new Heads of Houses were during his speech, so Jace figured that Hirsch is their new Head since he's gone out of his way to throw them a party...correct?
Aaand just when he got comfortable talking to the man, a loud crash erupted nearby. Jace's eyes were as big as saucers when he saw another elf banging its head against the leg of the table...repeatedly. "What the hell??" he said in his native tongue and extended his arm towards the crazed elf. "Please stop! STOP!"
Merlin. What is wrong with THIS SCHOOL?!
.......... What?!
Hirsch furrowed his eyebrows as he glanced between the boy and his arm and then back again. "You broke your arm?! How did you manage to do that?" He'd never pegged Jace to be the clumsy type, especially considering what their first meeting had been like. "I guess. You've been to the Healers, right?" If he hadn't, there was going to be some serious judging going on.
And then he said it.
And the man felt himself smiling, despite everything. "I, well......" he started, pushing his glasses further up his nose in an attempt to hide his smile, "I guess it's not hard to figure out, is it?" Speaking of, he still had an official announcement to make.
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Hadley grinned sheepishly and nodded. She figured that already. The problem was finding a strong enough memory. She was running out of a possible memories though. "Working on it, Sir Knight." Maybe if she had an idea of an appropriate memory? Hmmm... "What's your memory?"
She glanced around the room, and shrugged. "It would be cool if you could."
Hirsch couldn't help but smile in response. "It really was a very good attempt. Amazing, in fact. Just some minor things you need to work on." Not very minor but he didn't have to heart to let the ting Ravenclaw down. And she did know that it was an exceptionally advanced spell, didn't she? He didn't expect her to have it down so quickly but the fact that she hadn't given up yet was nice. "You'll get there."
And then came this question.
Uh. The Defence Professor paused. His memory? Awfully private was one way to describe it. The idea of sharing it with his students wasn't something that sat well with him. It wasn't that he didn't trust them but his matters were private and that was that. "One of them is when I got my black belt. I even got a tattoo to show it off." And with that, he lifted the sleeve of his shirt just enough to show her a belt that ran all the way around the bicep and one that had a dragon flying around it.
It wasn't exactly a lie, okay?[/B]
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POP!
Nimma appeared with a small eep! A mess. There was a mess, made by Toddles! Bad Toddles. House elves clean, they don't make messeses.
Ignoring Tippin and Toddles, Nimma hurried over to the mess and quickly began straightening it up. She would get things nice and pretty for Masterses and Mistresses. Everything would be back to normalses.
Was it house elf central here? Because here came another one.
Not that the man was complaining, mind, it was just odd. He was hardly used to them, see, so to see more than one in one place at a time was bizarre. "Thank you, Nimma," he called out. She'd made his job easi-
Was that...... Rooney Bronwyn?!
The man stared after the boy, wondering if he should go after him or not. Or was this something a bit more private that didn't need a Professor involved? Maybe that. Or maybe the Prefect wanted some sleep. Leading this job was difficult, he imagined, so the man wasn't going to go after the young Ravenclaw. No, let him rest.
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Oh, Finnlay recognized him from the staff table at dinner! He must be the adult in charge around here. "Hello, sir, and thank you." He was beginning to feel a little welcome now that he knew someone's name. People here really liked to eat! "Well to be honest, sir, after the big dinner, the cookie that the tippins just gave me, and the pizza roll from Hadley, I'm not sure how much more room I have!" Hopefully he wasn't disappointing one of his professors before classes even began. "But Hadley offered to paint my face. I'm getting a raven for my new house!" His little chest puffed out with a bit more pride than he would have had only minutes earlier.
The kid was polite, wasn't he? Not that Hirsch minded, mind you, it was a nice observation to make. And one that made him wish he wouldn't grow up. Don't let teenagerdom take away your manners, okay?
.........
And cue a bought of laughter. "I see your point. That's a lot of food to have in an evening. I hope you're not disappointed with any of the food in the castle." Or the castle itself but he doubted whether the boy had managed to have a proper look around the place.
A Raven? He was going to give Hadley the honour of correcting him on that one. "Wise choice. It seems like you have a lot of pride for your new house already." See the smile on his face? Hirsch wasn't complaining.
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Chris sat watching his...ex girlfriend... Ugh he hated that word. It made him want to be sick. At least she was having fun right? His attention turned toward the professor as he spoke and he shrugged. "Girls, sir. Girls." Why did everything have to be so complicated? It shouldn't be right? And she made it just as bad as Mia had. Ugh. Yup he was pretty sure he was going to be sick. He rubbed his chest and his eyes went back to her.
He knew she saw him. He saw her look. Could he just go over and talk to her? Was that allowed?
His thoughts were broken as the elves caused a scene and he watched with a mild interest. His concentration had been focused on her so much that he hadn't even noticed what started the ruckus. Instead he leaned back in the little bean bag chair trying to will Az to come talk to him because he sure wasn't going to be the one to start that.
Hirsch had been genuinely concerned about Mr Jensen and that sigh he'd let out. He'd have been willing to help in any way he could, pulling out all the knowledge he knew.
But then the Ravenclaw had to mention that word. Girls.
The smile faded and, while he tried to keep a neutral expression on his face, small alarm bells were starting to ring in his head. Girls? Girls?! Sure, the man could sit there and ramble for days about the dark arts and defensive strategies and even boxing but girls?! There was nothing appropriate he could say about this subject. Certainly not to a fifteen year old.
And to think it was only his first night on the job.
"I, well....." He cleared his throat and pushed his glasses further up his nose. "Are they troubling you?" He might just know a lot about that.
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Kitty guided the Ravenclaws back to the common room after the feast was over. This was her first time doing it but it wasn't all that difficult. She warned the first years about the moving stairs and told them about how they would have to answer a riddle to get into the common room. "Don't worry, we'll open it for you tonight. And you can help each other find the answer on other days, I'll give you clues if I'm available." Rooney had drifted on somewhere in the back, which was good so that he help any stragglers who didn't know where to go. She moved at a slow pace anyway so there wasn't much risk for that. Then came the riddle. It went like this:
I make your teeth go chitter,
At the same time I am sweet,
Some of my friends are bitter,
But people them do eat.
My name consists of two words,
With a hyphen in between,
One part is food for owl-birds,
The other one is cold, if you know what I mean.
So be careful when you choose me,
For I am more than I seem,
But don’t hesitate to take me,
I see it in your eyes, the gleam…
"This one's easy." Kitty tossed her hair back and answered confidently. "Ice mice." The door swung open and they were let in. Kitty moved back to let some of the Ravens in first before entering herself. Her eyes lit up as she saw the glow in the dark table. "Hello Professor Hirsch," she said with a smile at the professor as she approached the glowing materials."Wicked! This is brilliant professor!"
Here came the other Prefect!
The smile returned to Hirsch's face as he watched her enter and glow brighter than the glow in the dark stars that lit up the place. "Hello, Miss Valentine. Thank you for the compliment." He was rather proud of the decorations, could she tell? "How are the Prefect duties so far?"
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Azura smiled as Professor Hirsch spoke and she gave him a warm grin, as glow in the dark stars raced across her cheeks.. "Thank you Professor! It's good to be back." And now that Hirsch was their head of house.. It was going to be an awesome year!
Hopefully at least.
She nodded as he spoke. "It is! I'm so very happy that you are our Head of House! If it can't be Mr. Kitridge, then I'm so glad it's you." Another smile crossed her face before she looked around a bit..
The glow-in-the-dark face paint had a nice effect to them, didn't they? This was something he was also proud of. It wasn't much in terms of celebration and he was sure that there could be something extra, something more fun, added to the midst but this would have to do for now. It wasn't as if anyone was complaining. "You're welcome. Nice face paint, by the way." Maybe he should get one as well. But where was he going to fit it what with his scruff? Facial hair got in the way with a lot of things, didn't it?
And here was another rather welcoming comment about his new appointment. The smile on his face and widened as he said, "That's very nice of you, Azura. Thank you. I'm glad to take on the job." Which reminded him......
Hirsch stood up from his spot on the floor and, placing a finger and a thumb in his mouth, let out a small whistle. What? He had to get attention somehow, didn't he? "For those of you who haven't guessed yet," Which would be quite surprising. "I am Professor Hirsch, Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor and, with the departure of Mr Kitridge last year, your new Head of House. Any concerns should be directed to your Prefects, Miss Valentine and Mr Bronwyn, or to me. If you need anything, my office is on the first floor." Which was a bit of a way away.
"That's all I have to say. Party away, Ravenclaws!" Just not too much, okay? He didn't care if the next day was a Saturday.
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Despite Hirsch’s concern, Jace can also feel that he was being judged because he broke his arm. The thirteen year old hung his head and eyed his mending arm for a bit, reminding himself not to over work next time. Face still flushed, Jace looked at the man again and inclined his head. “I...I did professor. Last summer during Kendo practise with Ryunosuke-sensei...” he trailed off wondering how the man is right now, and Professor Ichihara. “I practised without supervision and...I went over the top with my training so, I tripped on one of my attacks and landed on my arm badly.” It was embarrassing, okay? “I missed my Promotion Day because I had to go to the Healers immediately...so, yes I got my arm fixed on the same day...and it’s healing pretty well now.” He said holding his right arm with his left and started to massage it.
Jace let out a sigh, and wondered why his Nidan promotion is so very elusive at the moment. He’d been lucky to get his Shodan at age 12, so why is the Nidan so hard to achieve? “Professor? Is it...is it okay if I train with you some time? Maybe you’ve got routines I can use to help me with faster attacks?” He’s made a promise to himself that he will get his 2nd Dan Promotion next summer, so while at school, and without Ryunosuke-sensei to teach him, maybe he can get some things done on his own...and with the help of a friend. “That is if your busy schedule will permit you of course. I don’t want to be a burden.” He said sheepishly.
The shy smile turned into a beam, and the man got another bow from the teen. “Congratulations on your promotion, Hirsch-sensei. We are honoured to have you as our new Head of House.” Mr. Kitridge will be missed, but Jace was sure that Hirsch will do a superb job.
While conversing with Hirsch, Jace’s eyes caught a familiar face and waved at Azura. He gave her a thumbs up, telling her that he’s okay. She didn’t need to make a fuss because really, he’s not that important. Jace watched her cross the room and sit beside...a boy. The thirteen year old didn’t mind of course, but he can see how awkward they are to each other. Hmmm.
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Harvey finally managed to make it to the common room. He felt winded. Hopefully with time he would get used to all those stairs...
Any thought of stairs left his mind when he saw the party which had been prepared. There were stars and glowing lights in the darkened room, he could see students experimenting with face paints - and the creations moved!
And the food! Cookies and fruit and chocolates and pizza and so many other things! That meant... yes, hot chocolate too!
Getting a cup of his favourite beverage, Harvey stood by the table and looked around. There were so many people he didn't know it was a bit... daunting.
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The kid was polite, wasn't he? Not that Hirsch minded, mind you, it was a nice observation to make. And one that made him wish he wouldn't grow up. Don't let teenagerdom take away your manners, okay?
.........
And cue a bought of laughter. "I see your point. That's a lot of food to have in an evening. I hope you're not disappointed with any of the food in the castle." Or the castle itself but he doubted whether the boy had managed to have a proper look around the place.
A Raven? He was going to give Hadley the honour of correcting him on that one. "Wise choice. It seems like you have a lot of pride for your new house already." See the smile on his face? Hirsch wasn't complaining.
Finn was a little worried when the man started laughing. At him, or...? Ok good, Finn thought he was about to insult one of his professors. "Not disappointed, no sir! Just a little curious as to what a few of the things were is all." Like that stuff he'd heard someone call pumpkin juice. It didn't sound that good to his 11-year-old palate. "I definitely heard someone mention cockroach clusters on the train. I'm hoping that's not something I'll be seeing every day?" Please say no, please say no, please say no!
As for the man's reaction to his paint choice, Finn beamed. "Well I'm trying, sir. Honestly, I don't know much about it at all, but if this is where I'm going to be, then I want it to feel like home. Doesn't make any sense to be down on it from the start." Plus he didn't have any particular reason to think badly of it yet.
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Hirsch stood up from his spot on the floor and, placing a finger and a thumb in his mouth, let out a small whistle. What? He had to get attention somehow, didn't he? "For those of you who haven't guessed yet," Which would be quite surprising. "I am Professor Hirsch, Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor and, with the departure of Mr Kitridge last year, your new Head of House. Any concerns should be directed to your Prefects, Miss Valentine and Mr Bronwyn, or to me. If you need anything, my office is on the first floor." Which was a bit of a way away.
"That's all I have to say. Party away, Ravenclaws!" Just not too much, okay? He didn't care if the next day was a Saturday.
Hearing a whistle followed by a loud voice, Finn looked over to see the same man he'd spoken with earlier making an announcement. Oh, he was the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher! and their Head! What had he said his name was again... Harsh? Yeah that was it, Professor Harsh. Good thing he hadn't made a fool of himself in front of that man! Finn tried to keep committing the names of the Prefects and location of the office to memory. He had a sneaking suspicion that his memory was going to be working on overdrive for the next few weeks.
So it sounded like he wouldn't be getting a magical birthday present from the school after all. Bummer. And he was actually really grateful that the only creature infestation tonight seemed to be the house elves. There was enough weirdness in one day for this new wizard. "So it sounds like the after-feast party is the norm, then?" He just wanted to know what to expect for once. "I hope you're right about feeling like things are normal soon. I want to feel at home here." Mostly because it would prevent him from being super homesick. He did NOT want people to think he was a sissy.
By the time they got to the face paint table, he had popped the small cookie the tippins had given him into his mouth. As Hads spoke, his face grew bright red. He was deeply glad that it was dark. "Oh um.. yeah.. an eagle would be good, then.." he mumbled. To cover his embarrassment, he pretended to turn and look for the giant statue she had mentioned. Though he couldn't see it, he pretended to be intrigued by it for a moment. "Well, I think ravens would have been a cool mascot. Mrs. Ravenclaw should have thought about that," he said, regaining his composure. "Alright, I'll sit as still as I can. Have at it!"
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Hirsch couldn't help but smile in response. "It really was a very good attempt. Amazing, in fact. Just some minor things you need to work on." Not very minor but he didn't have to heart to let the ting Ravenclaw down. And she did know that it was an exceptionally advanced spell, didn't she? He didn't expect her to have it down so quickly but the fact that she hadn't given up yet was nice. "You'll get there."
And then came this question.
Uh. The Defence Professor paused. His memory? Awfully private was one way to describe it. The idea of sharing it with his students wasn't something that sat well with him. It wasn't that he didn't trust them but his matters were private and that was that. "One of them is when I got my black belt. I even got a tattoo to show it off." And with that, he lifted the sleeve of his shirt just enough to show her a belt that ran all the way around the bicep and one that had a dragon flying around it.
It wasn't exactly a lie, okay?[/B]
"You have more than one memory?" she asked Hirsch, tone was a bit surprised. She didn't even know you could do that. Maybe that was the problem. She was only using one memory. "Huh."
Hads turned back to Finn and pulled out her wand. It's black wood was barely visible in the dark of the room, but the silver and gold eagles inlaid in it shone in the in the glowing light. "Reference," she told him, holding the wand out to show him. Wouldn't do to have the boy think he was about to be hex.
"Yep. An after-feast party is pretty normal. Or at least it has been since I've been going here." Which was only three times so far. But y'know what they say. Three times make a pattern. Or something like that. "Don't worry. This place will be a home like that," she snapped her fingers. Hads dipped the paint brush into the paint. "Ready?" Before she had an answer, she put brush to his face, outlining the wings first. They weren't as good as the eagles inlaid into her wand, but it was coming out better than she hoped it would. Hady was the painter, not her. She was the photographer.
Once the outline was done, Hadley filled it in with paint. "Voila!" She stepped back to admire her work. Too bad there wasn't a mirror anywhere nearby. Oh! "Here, let me take your picture so you can see how it looked once I develop it."
Well, golly jee he couldn't even with this girl and her stories! "just cause you're happy being you doesn't mean you can't be told you're not beautiful." cos she surely waaaas. Mhm mhm. He reached out and touched her hair just barely. "even with the short hair you still have a pretty face." he spoke nothing but truths to the girl as she took out her wand for him and cleaned off his spill. "ahh, helpful too! Thanks!" he knew that spell but really he was okay with letting the house elves that did laundry getting it out of his shirt.
"Well, ain't yeh a charmer?" Sam said with a shy smile. She meant it in the best of ways, that previous blush still warm in her cheeks. It'd been a while since anyone had called her beautiful, and she wasn't entirely convinced that the person who said previously it would still agree. Not with the fight they'd had since then.
"Yeh think I should cut it back again?" The growing it out was an experimental thing, and she was curious. And of course she'd help clean the spillage up. "'appy to 'elp an 'ousemate out. Wouldn't wan' it staining yeh robes before term even start'd." She smiled, and relaxed back on her beanbag. "So what d'ya do other than flatterin' youn' girls?"
"Well, ain't yeh a charmer?" Sam said with a shy smile. She meant it in the best of ways, that previous blush still warm in her cheeks. It'd been a while since anyone had called her beautiful, and she wasn't entirely convinced that the person who said previously it would still agree. Not with the fight they'd had since then.
"Yeh think I should cut it back again?" The growing it out was an experimental thing, and she was curious. And of course she'd help clean the spillage up. "'appy to 'elp an 'ousemate out. Wouldn't wan' it staining yeh robes before term even start'd." She smiled, and relaxed back on her beanbag. "So what d'ya do other than flatterin' youn' girls?"
Ohhh his mind and thoughts were WANTED!!! He studied the girl for a moment before tapping his chin. "actually, I really like the length it's at now. Looks real good on ya." he nodded. Yea, he liked it lots. "it compliments your face and your eye shape really well." He grinned at her once more before finishing off his pumpkin juice. He really wouldn't be himself if he didn't go home for Christmas and need a whole new wardrobe because of all the stains he's caused. Nope. His mum might even be dissapointed. "besides flattering..??" he chuckled softlt. That was pretty much all he's done lately but you know she meant in general. "I like to read a lot. I'm really into science and potions. Cool stuff."
Ravenpuff | Cap'n Crunch | Bedtime Queen | O Minion, My Minion
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Hads turned back to Finn and pulled out her wand. It's black wood was barely visible in the dark of the room, but the silver and gold eagles inlaid in it shone in the in the glowing light. "Reference," she told him, holding the wand out to show him. Wouldn't do to have the boy think he was about to be hex.
"Yep. An after-feast party is pretty normal. Or at least it has been since I've been going here." Which was only three times so far. But y'know what they say. Three times make a pattern. Or something like that. "Don't worry. This place will be a home like that," she snapped her fingers. Hads dipped the paint brush into the paint. "Ready?" Before she had an answer, she put brush to his face, outlining the wings first. They weren't as good as the eagles inlaid into her wand, but it was coming out better than she hoped it would. Hady was the painter, not her. She was the photographer.
Once the outline was done, Hadley filled it in with paint. "Voila!" She stepped back to admire her work. Too bad there wasn't a mirror anywhere nearby. Oh! "Here, let me take your picture so you can see how it looked once I develop it."
Finn suddenly tensed slightly. Why was her wand pointing close to his face?!?! Was he seriously going to get cursed on his first night at school, cuz that would be just his luck, really. "Oh, yeah, totally," he said, trying to play it cool. That.. was a much better explanation than what he'd been imagining.
So it sounded like this was a normal thing, then? Parties were cool! He'd remember not to stuff himself in future years."Good. Cuz my home is pretty cool, so I want this place to match it." He took a deeeeep breath and took a moment to shake all the wiggles out. "Ready!"
"Yeah, good idea!" he said, holding still for the photo. At least wizards took pictures, too. He had definitely brought his camera to show some things to his parents, and now he wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb.
Toddles bad elfsies. Toddles not means too. "Toddles sorries. Toddles not knows. Toddles is bads. Toddles break things.." Toddles says and tries to cleans. Toddles cleans messes.
SPOILER!!: Master Hirsch
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The expression on the young boy's face was enough to drive everything else out of Hirsch's mind. Frowning, he pushed up from his cushion and made his way towards the third year, instead. "Jace? Are you okay? Does anything hurt?" And, er, come again? What was that? As for the house elves, "Tippin, you're okay. You-"
CRASH!
Hirsch, usually a very collected person, ended up jumping at the sudden sound and turned his head to see who had caused so much of a ruckus. Not that he would be the type to tell someone off but there was a certain nature about him that made him feel..... protective. Especially now. But his eyes landed on Toddles and the mess from the table on the floor. "Toddles, you've done nothing wrong. Help yourself to some food, okay?" And please stop banging your head? This was a PARTY, after all.
There was no time to ponder on this as the door to the common room swung open yet again and someone else was addressing him. Looking up, the Defence Professor managed a smile as he said, "Hello, Miss Guidry. I'm glad you like the decorations. Those spring rolls really are excellent." Not to mention the pizza rolls.
Toddles is bads. Toddles cleans. Toddles cleans more. Toddles hears master tellings Toddles things. Toddles looks up and wipes nosies on clothes. Toddles cries yes Toddles does. "TODDLES IS BAD ELF.." Toddles wails. "Toddles did things wrong. Tippins says!" Toddles helps but fails.
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Aaand just when he got comfortable talking to the man, a loud crash erupted nearby. Jace's eyes were as big as saucers when he saw another elf banging its head against the leg of the table...repeatedly. "What the hell??" he said in his native tongue and extended his arm towards the crazed elf. "Please stop! STOP!"
Merlin. What is wrong with THIS SCHOOL?!
Toddles hears master yells at Toddles. Toddles wimpers and Toddles. Toddles made messies and runs away. Toddles bad elfs. Toddles goes back to Kitchens. "Toddles is sorries master! Toddles not knowns.."
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POP!
Nimma appeared with a small eep! A mess. There was a mess, made by Toddles! Bad Toddles. House elves clean, they don't make messeses.
Ignoring Tippin and Toddles, Nimma hurried over to the mess and quickly began straightening it up. She would get things nice and pretty for Masterses and Mistresses. Everything would be back to normalses.
Toddles sees Nimma on ways out. Toddles stops and talks, "Toddles is sorries Nimma!" Toddles shakes head and sniffles and Toddles tries to cleans.
Glow Up - Start of Term Party 
Okay so this is the start of term party but please remember to keep things as PG as possible. All site rules apply and I will not be a happy unicorn if anyone tries to break them. Thank you and enjoy! ^^
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