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Connected to the Armour Gallery, the Trophy Room is where all awards, trophies, cups, plates, shields, statues, and medals are put on display behind crystal glass. Dating back centuries are the numerous achievements that have been made by those who've walked within these walls. When the sunlight shines through the windows and hits the glass just right, the items and names within glimmer and shine oh so bright.
Hundreds of names can be read here, ranging from the great Harry Potter, teachers and ministers of the past, many of today's famous Quidditch players, and more. Carefully looking at all of the names on each individual nameplate, some of you just might even find your parents' names here. Feel free to admire and strive to get your name listed somewhere in this room before you graduate. Just don't press your fingers against the glass or think about having a late-night duel here. You will be sitting here every night for detention until each trophy and plaque in sight is polished to perfection if you do.
Slytherindor ♛ The Crazytastic Besties ♛ Shan Watson ♛
Wow! Look at all these plaques!
Lisa squinted her eyes and read as many as she could of the Student Leaders. Her eyes grew wider when she saw TWO last names in particular. Both names were in the Slytherin House.
Selena Zabini-Riddle was the first.
The last name clued her in immediately and she did the math (relatively quickly) and determined that this must have been JULIETTE’s MOTHER or AUNT. She’d never met her friend’s mother yet; however, she did wonder the likelihood of another Zabini-Riddle at the school.
And then she saw her brother’s current girlfriend’s name. Aboli Song. Aboli. Aboli. Aboli. She was… nice. The older girl had grown on her immensely and she was slowly becoming a fan even if her other siblings were not.
She took a step back and began admiring the whole room once more. What must it have been like to have so much responsibility on your shoulders? She couldn’t ever imagine wanting that much responsibility- the power? Absolutely. Being accountable? Yeah, no, we’re good.
Lisa took a gamble and decided to take a seat. Perhaps Juliette would show up here eventually and she could get some sleep. She closed her eyes and sleep found her quickly.
The football game. Present day. Beautiful, crisp autumn evening.
Jasper came running past her with WINGS extended. He zoomed around her and then plopped down on the ground. She, of course, joined in. And then he became distracted by V and became all gaga eyed. Lisa gagged at the sight and then fumed. Hands clenched into tight fists before she folded her arms.
She wished she had been on the other team so she could show Jasper just how awesome she was. Then again- maybe she should have been a cheer-? She shook her head. She’d never want to be a cheerleader…. Watching sports was boring. Playing them was where it was at. She readied herself for the game and focused on Noah Mordaunt who had joined her team. He was easy to get along with and they had a good dynamic.
The game started and Lisa charged for the ball. She got it and was ready to kick and… SNAP! Something snapped and she was on the ground. Her ankle was THROBBING and tears were streaming down her face. The situation escalated more and more and more…
She gasped, clutching her ankle when she woke up and checked to see if it was sprained or broken. To her relief, it was not. Thank Merlin. That was good. After figuring out that she was physically okay, she let out a loud sigh... She was still jealous of her friends in her dreams. Grabbing her journal, she wrote this particular entry in Korean JUST in case one of her friends opened her book.
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Trophy Room 
