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| | Upper Floors It becomes more airy as you make your way to the upper floors of the castle. Here the tallest towers can be accessed and just maybe you will discovery somewhere that f you have to ask, you'll never know but if you know, you need only ask. | 
12-26-2022, 01:54 PM
| | |  Battlements
 High above overlooking the lake and a section of the grounds are the castle battlements. During the Battle of Hogwarts, the battlements where used to defend the school from Lord Voldemort and his allies. This is also where Sirius Black rode away on Buckbeak the hippogriff, but keep that hush hush. Though some damage remains, the battlements remain fairly intact and provide an opportune place to be when an enemy is approaching.
The battlements provide a nice view from a high vantage point. More often than not, the Giant Squid can be seen bathing himself in the sunlight; thestrals (if you can see them) fly above the trees at the edge of the lake; and if you look closely you'll be able to follow the road that leads to the Entrance Gates. If you're feeling up to climbing the tight spiral staircase to get there, know that it is worth the effort. There are wooden crates and barrels for you to sit on at the top should you need to catch your breath.
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01-25-2025, 04:21 AM
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| For Kath Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Von couldn't get down and out of the Castle today. Which was most unwelcome, but it was his OWLs year and there was lots of studying to be done so that he could be one of those bright young wizards for the future. Von didn't want that. He wanted to be outside. Maybe in the Pumpkin Patch or sitting in the Boathouse. He'd have brought his paints with him and a small easel to set up and paint the Highland Mountains once again. All he ever did was paint a lot of the Highlands surrounding Hogwarts. He felt like a real Scottish version of the Muggle paint Thomas Cole but totally focused entirely on only one location.
He climbed up to the top of the Battlements and rearranged some of the barrels and crates into a bit of platform so that he was sitting a bit higher up and looking further out. He pulled out a small sketchbook and a case of artist pencils. He extended his hand out holding one of the pencils to measure the lake out toward the mountains getting his perspective correct and he started to sketch out what he saw.
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Diamond arrived at the top of the battlements with all the subtlety of an exploding cauldron. Her footsteps, energetic and purposeful, echoed against the stone walls and floor, each one a declaration that she was HERE, and she was here to work. She adjusted her robes - always too stiff and ugly for her liking, but she really did not fancy wasting her time in detention for 'excessive bedazzlement' again - and surveyed the area like an invader laying claim to foreign land. Her mind was already whirring with phrasing for her latest top ten list for The Quill, and this high vantage point, overlooking the lake with its picturesque view of the grounds, was just the perfect spot for some uninterrupted brainstorming.
"Di-vi-ne," she hummed under her breath, settling on a nearby barrel and pulling out a quill and her enchanted notebook, ready to jot down her thoughts. A sudden movement caught her eye, though, and she paused. There, just a few feet away, was someone who, if he’d been a basilisk, would’ve killed her by now - she hadn’t even noticed him over there all perched on another stack of crates, intently sketching.
Diamond raised an eyebrow as she appraised her housemate, taking in his decent looks and that usual air of brooding concentration as he fiddled with his sketchbook. She’d seen him around before, of course - she noticed everyone - and even indulged in a conversation or two sprinkled over the years but the whole starving artist vibe hadn't been her cup of tea. She wondered, briefly, if he'd be too absorbed in his artwork to notice her again. Not that it would be a problem, really - after all, she was here to work, too. But... being ignored? Also not her vibe. Especially not after she’d spent extra time on her bantu knots this morning. Those deserved attention.
"Nice view, huh?" Diamond called out, her interest in actual question a toss-up, somewhere between the weather and whether today’s Transfiguration discussion had been remotely interesting, as she settled herself on the edge of a crate, her legs swinging slightly and flaunting one of her many assets. "Perfect for inspiration. Or just to escape all that." She didn’t wait for his answer, tapping her quill against her notebook as she turned her attention back to her column, the Carat Cut, and Top Ten Most Fashionable Students at Hogwarts (And Why YOU Should Be Like Them).
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01-31-2025, 08:34 PM
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| Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
The quiet of the battlements lasted for what felt like only 3 minutes. Had she come from a different direction than he did because he would have surely heard them from behind them the entire time with how loudly she had burst into the scene. He made eye contact with Diamond once she was also all set up on her barrell. He let his eyes linger on her for a moment taking in her appearance. She seemed just slightly less done up as she normally did. Her hair while looking nice, he still couldn't help but compare it to something you might see out of those Star Wars movies. It was one of those nicer looking Star Wars adjacent hairdos.
He put down his pencil on his lap after he got what he felt was a good outline of the mountains. "Same view as always." Von responded back in an attempt to match Diamond's energy. The Mountains from the Castle or the Grounds of Hogwarts were all they ever really got to see. While nice and refreshing to see he wished they were permitted to explore beyond the grounds. There was more surrounding the castle than just the Forbidden Forest, and all of that surely isn't forbidden is it? Still anytime he tried to venture further out. If he wasn't stealthy enough in his escapades he was serve a detention for going beyond castle grounds. Or going into Hogsmeade when he was not permitted to past curfew.
He wiped the bottom his nose with the back of his hand brushing against the slightest bit of peach fuzz growing over his upper lip. The weather was only getting colder with each passing day and that was not doing well for his sinuses.
"It's perfect for both." He picked his pencil back up and scanned the landscape once again using the pencil to measure the distance of the lake. "I'm not going to bury my face another transfiguration text until tomorrow. I think I'd go crazy otherwise." He leaned over to see what it was she was writing in her notebook? Not that he would be able to see with the distance they were from each other.
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Diamond’s quill paused mid-tap, her eyes flicked up from her notebook with an almost feline curiosity. She didn’t need to see what he was sketching - she already had a pretty good idea even if he had just called the view predictable - but now that he was peering at her work? Oh, the scales had to be balanced.
In one fluid motion, she pivoted on her crate, angling herself just a bit closer under the guise of stretching, her movements languid and deliberate. “Soooooo mellow dramatic,†she teased, tilting her head as if sizing up his sketchbook. “Surely you’re not just sketching the same mountains we’ve all seen a million times? That would bore me to tears.†Diamond signed dramatically. "Perhaaaaaaps, then, you’re secretly sketching your muse? A tragic heroine? A breathtaking vision of beauty? Moi, perhaps?" She hummed, letting the suggestion linger just long enough to be playful, absently examining her nails as though the idea was nothing more than a passing thought. Then, with a knowing smile, she flicked her gaze back to him. “You are looking at me a lot, after all,†she added, her voice syrupy sweet. Shut up. It didn’t matter that making eye contact was the polite, normal thing to do—it was far more entertaining to spin her own narrative.
The Gryffindor leaned in further, her eyes flicking down toward his lap and then towards the cover of his sketchbook. With an exaggerated gasp, she clutched her own notebook to her chest like a scandalized debutante. “Tell you what - show me yours, and I might show you mine,†she purred, reaching out, fingers hovering just shy of snatching the sketchbook outright. The threat was very real but also was not in the mood to risk papercuts. “If it’s just a landscape, I promise not to be too disappointed. Just like you have to pretend not to be too bored if this turns out to be nothing but Transfiguration notes.â€
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