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DaniDiNardo · #1 (**permalink**) 01-05-2020, 11:58 PM

Once you've given The Fat Lady the correct password, you'll enter the Gryffindor common room. On one side of the room is the game corner. At the back of the room are two spiral staircases leading to the dormitories: boys to the left, girls to the right. Two lion statues sit on either side of each staircase. Don't forget to give them a pat before heading to bed; you're sure to get a roar or a purr in return!

The circular space is decorated in the signature Gryffindor colors of scarlet and gold, and there are plenty of plush armchairs, sofas, and beanbags for lounging. The room's most prominent feature is a fireplace; over its mantel hangs a portrait of a lion. A large portrait of the house's founder Godric Gryffindor adorns the back wall. Several other tapestries and paintings depicting animals and famous Gryffindor alumni decorate the walls - who knows? You may even find some of the famous Harry Potter himself! There are also a few tables in quieter spaces where you can study, read, or write to your hearts content. There's also a plaque and a bulletin board on one side of the room. Don't forget to read up on important announcements!

This room is your home away from home during your time here at Hogwarts. So, relax, take a load off!

sweetpinkpixie · 09-05-2021, 10:46 AM

Another year, another awkward start of term. Though Atlas supposed he should be grateful that this start of term did not include any leaking from terror, so things were still on the up compared to his first year. Certainly things could not get any worse than that.

With the a day's worth of classes over and done, he returned to the common room and dropped his bag by one of the sofas before he began dismantling them. First were the throw pillows which, true to their name, he threw about the common room haphazardly. Though he was mindful to avoid the fireplace so he wouldn't disturb school property. Once all those were taking care of, he returned to the sofa and began tugging off the cushions and stacked those on one of the coffee tables until he had a plush tower. Giving THAT a firm nod, he started taking those off two at a time and tucked them under each arm before those too joined the haphazard array of cushion islands all about the common room floor.

Throwing his most recently collection of cushions like a Frisbee across the room, he winced and filched and yeeeeeeeshed at it struck one of the framed photos on the wall and knocked it square off and hit the floor wish a crash. Will just...uh...cover that up with a pillow. No big deal.

Emzily · 09-05-2021, 12:13 PM

As she entered the common room, Remy loosened her tie instead of abandoning it altogether to look totes trendy. She also pulled out her side braid letting her wavy locks spread like a lions mane. A day of classes had tired her to the point of no more castle exploration, she’d much rather the warm comfort of the Gryffie common room.

After a little trip to the dorm room, she returned to the main area wrapped up in a humongous soft blanket that she had brought from home. Wrapped like a burrito. It was the loud thud that caused a quicker step from Remy, because she’d hate to miss any drama happening. She was not expecting to see Atlas covering a broken picture frame with a pillow.

Was he experiencing a moment of rage? Was he trying to suffocate one of the moving portraits??

“Are you… alright?” Did she want to know???

sweetpinkpixie · 09-06-2021, 04:41 AM

No. No drama here. Not yet at least. Just a little bout of not considering some aerodynamics along with cause and effect and...well...honestly it was all gravity's fault.

Pillow sufficiently covering his oopsie and the rest tossed around the room all hugger mugger, Atlas nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a voice - because what if it had been the headmaster again?! - but soon mellowed out when it was obviously not the gruff and overpowering one he did NOT want to hear at the moment. "Uh...Remy, hi!" he stammered as he picked his tongue off up of the floor and grinned at her. "You wanna play a game? I found instructions carved into the underside of one of the study tables and thought I would give it a go. Thinking about charming some pillows to act as moving obstacles too..." Or maybe she could do that because his Levitation Charms were still producing Bombarda-like results two times out of ten or so.

Also, in other words, he was fine. Curious and fine.

Emzily · 09-06-2021, 07:48 PM

Remy relaxed a little when it became clear that Atlas wasn’t having a mental breakdown. Good. She flopped herself onto the couch, her blanket making a poof sound as she went, then her smile grew wide at his suggestion, since every single part of what he said sounded FUN. Especially the magic part. “You did? WHERE?!” Remy abandoned the blanket around her to sit up straight, readying herself for fun and looking round for said table.

“I’ll be on levitation duty,” Remy captain saluted. She was pretty good at that charm and she looooved to show it off, especially in front of Atlas, but he probably wouldn’t see her boasting as positively as she thought it would be.

Remy’s eyes moved back to the suffocated picture frame, and she tilted her head curiously.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-08-2021, 03:44 AM

Excuse her! He was no where near one of those and IF he were...he would be doing it in public. Less humiliating that way.

Taking a seat beside her, Atlas slipped off his shoes - because it was rude to jump on couches and other things with your shoes on - and tucked them under the couch so they were out of the way. "That study table over there," he repeated, this time pointing in the general direction. See? Pointing was super helpful and people really needed to stop telling him he ought not do it. "Only I am not sure where they got the lava from, but I think it is just supposed to be make believe...unless you're good at animation charms to make the carpet look like its kind of flowing..." He did not really want to turn the ground into lava, seeing as that was a fire hazard and he also valued his physical well-being. But maybe there were other things to do instead. "But...basically...you can only jump on furniture and the cushions scattered across the floor. Thought it might be cool to combine it with capture the flag...or, uh, capture the candelabra." Since there were plenty of those in the common room and not enough flags. Unless they started tearing down tapestries but...that seemed like a bad idea.

He had already busted up a framed portrait so...

Emzily · 09-10-2021, 07:32 AM

Her eyes followed his pointing but she stayed put to listen to his instructions rather than looking herself. Although she didn’t really understand what the game was… She furrowed her brow as she took a moment to figure it out, looking to the cushions on the ground. “So… if you accidentally stand on the ground then… you fall in the “lava”?” Ahhhh, the penny finally dropped. And yes, it would be cool to create fake lava using magic, but she really had no idea how.

Getting herself out of her blanket completely, Remy revealed her floofy socks and wondered if these would hinder her jumping. Would Atlas oppose to her bare feet???

Nah, she couldn’t do it.

The Gryffindor jumped up and stood herself on one of the cushions, showing off by balancing on one leg. “Prepare to lose, Flobberworm.” Oops she had said it. She covered up her mouth with her hand and started to giggle uncontrollably.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-11-2021, 10:01 AM

"Yeah! Exactly. You fall in the lava and die or get eaten by the lava monsters," he nodded rather eagerly. Any game that let him stretch his imagination was a pretty good thing. He was not the most athletic of sorts but he could forget his limb's imbalance when it came to play. Plus, well, this was a piece of Hogwarts history and it had been etched into the furniture ... so technically he was doing his History of Magic homework.

Sort of.

Not really not at all.

"You said that about the sour candy too," he pointed out, literally with a snap of his finger in her direction. "So...guess we will just have to see if you are or aren't as limber as your taste buds." He didn't mind her giggle either, as much as he did not like being called a flobberworm...it was all in good fun and the truth of the matter was that SHE was the flobberworm and he the victor. So he could give her this one and let it be her thing she called him. No one else though. It was an exclusive because no one else was in on the joke nor had been there.

This game was a little less exciting to do with only two people but...maybe others would join in once they came trickling in from lessons and whatever.

"So...I'll start on one end...and you the other...and we race to see who can cross the common room first?"

Emzily · 09-19-2021, 05:44 PM

The game sounded pretty simple, and Remy had full faith that she would win this round of their little competition. “Easy… you’re on.” She thought about the imaginary score board in her head:

Atlas: 1
Remy: 0 (about to be made 1)

Remy snorted and picked up a pillow to throw at Atlas at his referral to the sour candy situation. “That wasn’t a fair battle anyway. You didn’t even try the same one that I had to suffer through.” He obviously knew about the said candy and had totally sabotaged her. Throwing a pillow at him was very satisfying, maybe they should incorporate that into their game. A pillow fight with Atlas. Aaksjdlakdmalrlemfpd…

Remy hopped up and got herself into position at the opposite end of the room to him. “Ready… set… go!!” She did get her wand out, just in case that would benefit her in any way.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-05-2021, 02:01 PM

To be fair, Atlas thought that Remy would win their little floor is lava battle too. His own balance left much to be desired and even worse at times was his own depth perception. But it was different and his pride wasn't really on the line because he already had a strong hypothesis.

But, speaking of reflexes, he did catch the pillow that she threw at him AND did so with a smirk. "You surrendered before I even had the chance in that particular moment," he said with a shrug as he attempted to spin the pillow on his finger like a basketball. It did not go so well and ended up spinning right off his finger and on to the floor.

No one saw that, okay?

So he was scrambling to pick up the pillow again when she started their little race...and therefore already standing IN the lava. "OI!" Leaping back onto one of the surfaces (a chair by a study desk) and clutching the pillow to his chest, Atlas took a quick survey of his surrounding area before deciding his best course of action was to try and jump on to some of the cushions on the floor.

All while still holding on to the pillow because, well, divine retribution was coming!

Emzily · 10-24-2021, 07:06 AM

The more it was brought up, the more Remy was starting to get irritated about the constant talk about her FAILURE. She didn’t like to be a failure. Much the opposite - she was a perfectionist. She merely rolled her eyes and held up her palm. “Talk to the hand.” Yeah. She brought out that old chestnut.

Remy giggled relentlessly when the battle began, after successfully landing on a cushion on the ground. It was a little bit of a wobbly landing but she soon straightened up. She paused to watch Atlas and work out what his next move may be, because she was feeling mischievous.

In all honesty she felt the urge to tackle him off of the chair he was stood on but that was maybe a bit too nerve wracking.

“Can’t stay there forever, Atlas!” She called as she hopped to a second cushion, picking up another from beside her that she threw at him with force. Things were gonna get ugly!!!

sweetpinkpixie · 10-26-2021, 12:40 PM

Talk to the hand? What did that...even mean? Though, if he were backing up a bit in this conversation, it was ironic that they had this bitterness towards failure and feeling inadequate in common. When it wasn't on his own terms or as a form of self deprecation, of course. There was a certain brand of self defeat that came with the Flamsteed name and Atlas was quite proficient in applying it when necessary. The things he did excel at, on the other hand, were major bragging points.

But...back to this hand thing.

"I'd rather talk to your face," he replied honestly with a small shrug of the shoulders before taking a glance down at his hand. "Unless we are making sock puppets."

The point? Yeah...that was it zipping right on over the third year's head.

AND WHY WAS SHE THROWING SO MANY PILLOWS AT HIM?! THIS WASN'T A PILLOW FIGHT. Okay well...no he got it but still. Her aim was really impressive. Like really REALLY impressive. Because this pillow hit him square in the face and made him more than a bit wobbly. One of his feet stuck out to try and regain some balance and found itself on top of one of the small tables scattered about the room. Problem was that as he used it for balance, the table began to sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide further away from his other foot sandwiched between two cushions on the couch. Atlas Leonel Flamsteed was seconds away from falling into a complete splits position...and he was NOT that flexible.

...also a bit of karmic justice was about to be served too...

...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip

Emzily · 10-31-2021, 10:22 AM

What? Had he never heard of that famous saying before? Remy scrunched up her eyebrows in confusion, weird. Anyway, there was no time to question it as they were currently mid battle. A battle where Remy was clearly winning, might I add. “Then talk to my face.” She said simply, with a finger snap. It wasn’t much of a burn but the way she said it implied that it was meant to be.

She snorted when one of her pillow throws landed square in his face, then covered her mouth to conceal any further snorts. She kinda felt bad afterward. Remy had stopped her throwing to see how this would pan out… and it all seemed to happen in slow mo. The splits, the rip… umm…

“Oops… Are you… okay?” Her hands were back on her mouth to cover up more laughing, then she tilted her head a little to look instead of rushing over. Didn’t want to compromise her position.

She must admit that his commitment to the game was impeccable.

sweetpinkpixie · 11-11-2021, 03:30 PM

...um...no? He would go with no if asked, but it would likely lead to more follow up questions because why hand and why would you want someone to talk to it unless you were a palm reader and were capable of actually communicating and understanding the lines in hand. He was not a palm reader, for the record, but he did a pretty good job at faking it.

"So business as usual," he grinned somewhat casually as the point once again whizzed right on over his little blonde head with strong bone structure.

And...speaking of structure...the structural integrity of his trousers was compromise and there was now a bit of a draft on his tush. What boxers had he slipped into that morning? There was a very serious moment of panic that spread across Atlas' face...because this could be even more embarrassing.

"Yes!" he snapped a little too quickly, that ego kicking in with the reluctance to ask for or receive help. However, it was even more obvious that he was very much not okay. "...uh...I mean...uh...the table..." Which was sliding ever so slightly away still and his legs were pretty much at their limit now. "...it keeps....mov....ing..."

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