Ardent

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1975. A time of struggle for muggles and wizards alike. While the cold war is at its height, the wizarding world is faced with a war of its own. The Daily Prophet has reported nothing but bad news as of late. There have been disappearances, murders, dark marks in the sky, and sightings of strange men in masks. Whispers say this is all the work of the Dark Lord, an enemy so formidable no one dares to speak his name.

A dark cloud hangs over Hogwarts, for even its peace has been disturbed. The promise of a new academic year and its would-be adventures are instead shrouded in unspeakable fear. There are those who come to Hogwarts with dark intentions and even darker magic. No one knows who they are. They stay in the shadows, bearing the faces of old friends or foes, whispering, scheming...

In this age of growing racial prejudice, the well-being of half-breeds and muggle borns hang in the balance.

Hogwarts is no longer safe.
Current Chapter 6: A Solemn Supper

Date: Wednesday, October 8 1975
Time: 6pm
Event: Feast at the Great Hall
Weather: Cloudy

Hogwarts opens its great doors once more, though the students that choose to remain are anything but great in number. If, at the beginning of the school year, the halls were flooded with streams of black robes, it is now reduced to a trickle. And what would customarily be an exited hubbub is now uncomfortably quiet, occasionally permeated by whispers of uncertainty and fear.

Something about Hogwarts has changed. Something more than the Chamber of Secrets being opened then closed once again. Something more than the appointment of the new Headmaster Demetrius Creed, whose very existence seems to be shrouded in mystery. Hogwarts itself seems foreboding somehow. Like some dark and evil spirit has possessed its very walls. For the castle towers now stood frowning upon the encroaching students like it loathes for them to come back. There will be no warm welcome, no semblance of a joyous celebration to be had. There is only the beginnings of an omen.

But even in the darkness, there is hope. The two students who fell victim to the Basilisk are now cured and well, even if the trauma remains with them and will haunt their dreams for some time.

Today, they will be rejoining their classmates who, upon their arrival, are immediately ushered into the Great Hall for supper. There, half the former staff awaits them upon their usual seats at the great table, whilst the other half seems to have been replaced by unknown and unwelcoming new faces. The usual seat of the Headmaster is curiously empty.
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Jasper Grey


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Jasper shoved open the door to Hogs Head, his hands shoved as deeply into his pocket's as he could possibly get him, the limbs feeling cold enough to drop off. Seven years of going to school here and his tolerance for cold weather had hardly improved at all. "Fucking it's cold," He huffed to himself.

The lack of Quidditch practice and constant movement doing nothing to help him with the cold, usually it was more bearable because he was constantly moving and if he wasn't then he was inside and the school was usually constantly warm.

So this was the next best thing. He had just caught sight of one of the free seat's and was heading over to join the blonde (no quite in the mood to join in the conversation with Ben Stone and his sister) when he heard her comment about a drink. "Now that I can agree on," He said in way of greeting as he slid into the seat across from her, welcoming himself to the place without hesitation. "Something strong to warm up the insides," He said with a scowl out the window.

"Or to drink away you problem's." He said almost teasingly. The girl looked vaguely familiar but he couldn't quite place why, not that he really cared, he was just after the free seat, the conversation was just an added bonus. Cyrus would have likely told him he couldn't keep his mouth shut, which was true.

Mentions: Cyrus Grey @Bubbly Potions - Elizabeth Hawthorn @Vio - Ben Stone @~Dark Disney~
Interactions: - Elizabeth Hawthorn @Vio
Location: Hogs Head

 
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Interactions: Wallace (@Vio )
Mentions: Lauren (@Bubbly Potions )


Rosa was far from being the happiest person around which was evident from the scowl often decorating her usually apathetic features. Her usual semblance of control was gone and Rosa was borderline hostile towards her room mates the morning she was to meet with Wallace. Each glance at her hand when getting ready had caused her chest to grow tight and anger to flare as those yellow, Hufflepuff nails tormented her with memories of the one who painted them. Rosa was tempted as she had gotten ready to remove the obscenely bright yellow but…she couldn’t bring herself too. Instead, she had added more layers of top coat to protect the design.

The pureblood walked through the streets with her usual, purposeful strides, her clothing predominantly white as usual. This time she wore a pristine white button up shirt tucked into black jeans that flared slightly at her ankles and a pair of low-heeled boots. Her usual coat white hung across her shoulders with a soft white scarf wrapped around her neck. For once, Rosa’s hair was let down leaving the dark brown tresses to fall to her mid-back as bangs concealed half her face. Despite her attempts though and even the effort she put into her clothing, something she loved, Rosa still held the smallest of frowns upon her lips, her gaze slipping to random objects that would quickly halt her steps, drawing her into her thoughts for a few silent minutes.

Which was why she was so late to meet Wallace.

Sighing, Rosa was broken from her musings when someone accidently bumped her shoulder, causing her to turn and direct a poisonous glare at who she assumed was a younger year student. When the other recoiled, Rosa turned and headed to the fountain, her hands shoved angrily into her pockets. At least, she was angry until she caught sight of Wallace and her steps slowed. Fondness soothed her for the moment as she headed over to him, taking a seat next to him with a faint grin – though it was hidden behind her scarf.

“So…what do you want to do today, Wallace?”
 
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Interactions: Ren (@Vio )
Mentions:


Elise was excited to spend time with Ren despite the chaos occurring at school recently. It had caused her to worry but she trusted the teachers would do something…right? Her fears were buried down behind her blind hope that was most likely, the only reason the chatty Ravenclaw was still able to be calm. That and she had been keeping calm for others – many of the other students she often spoke with were upset and she had spent a good amount of time listening to their woes and reassuring them as much as she could. It was taking a toll and she was glad now, to spend some time with her friend. Her boots hit the pavement quickly, causing the sound of her steps to drown out the chatter around her in the street as she ran to the tea shop to meet Ren. A grin decorated her lips as her steps slowed down into a jog and then slow pace with the increasing proximity to the shop. Hurrying, Elise beamed when she saw Ren, at least until she took a second to study him. Approaching slowly, Elise let her smile and gaze soften "Ren..." she called out to let him know she arrived as she reached out wrapped her arm around him worriedly. “Ren…Are you okay?” She asked, her tone soft as she peered at him cautiously. “What is wrong…you can tell me, you know?"
 
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Kashif Romane

Interactions: Pedro (@Bubbly Potions)
Kash was doing the usual. Taking his camera around to various places and taking pictures. This time it was it was Hogsmeade and all it had to offer, such as the candy shop and other places yet to be explored. He took photos of people, mostly, and all of them were taken without their knowledge. That was just how he worked. Kash was too shy to actually approach people so instead, he just watched from afar or, rather, documented their faces from afar. It wouldn't have been a problem with anyone if it weren't for the fact that pretty much everyone at Hogwarts wasn't doing something slightly suspicious. That included Kash, the only difference? He wasn't the one being photographed...

Currently, he was wandering around Honeydukes in search of some good candy or anything he could take pictures. There were jellybeans the color of rainbows an croaking chocolate frogs. Some big and some small while some were werider than others. His eyes wandered until they met male with rather attractive features. Everything about him seemed perfect. His wispy silver hair perfectly framed his face while his greyish blue eyes just seemed to pierce whatever they caught sight of. They also seemed easy to get lost in but Kash avoided staring as much as possible. Kash immediately lifted his camera and everything seemed to still as he held his breath. The picture would have been the absolute best if it weren't for the fact that the said stranger hadn't of run into Kash. They both ended up tumbling to the ground. Unfortunately, the shy boy ended up on the bottom as said stranger had him trapped between his arms and legs. The brown haired, brown eyed boy must have gone at least 5 different shades of red.

"Sorry..." His soft voice muttered as he turned his head away timidly. His camera lay next to his body carelessly and Kash was too nervous to grab it but it's not like anyone could touch it anyway.

Location: Hogsmeade —> Honeydukes
 
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Anastasia Fitzgerald
Seventh Year, Ravenclaw
Anastasia didn’t expect the sudden company of Elliot Graves, pulling a sad smile at his awkward yet sweet nature. Noticing his almost iridescent pink skin—it was almost startling in a sudden sight coming to her attention, but nothing too surprising for the certain individual. “It appears so,” Annie said with a sniffle about her apparent leaking—trying to figure out who would ever address crying as leaking was beyond her.

Ushering a quiet thank you to Elliot, Annie awkward took the brightly coloured handkerchief, lightly dabbing the fabric under her damp eyes. “You had an experiment go wrong?” She asked quite curiously to what befalls the boy to be covered in such an effect—from either spell or potion.

As the conversation went in the direction of the little bow Ana flushed modestly at her choice. “The colour reminded me of Lauren, and I thought it would be nice to have beside her at this time… Since no one has found her Toad yet,” She explained to Elliot before shrugging lightly at the comment about someone she was close to. Other than Lauren, and oddly enough Henry Chen—Ana was considerably alone at that present point in life. Only recently losing a friendship with Deborah through the pettiness of Ana becoming Head Girl over her.

“I don’t really have another to speak too…” Ana admitted out loud for the first time, which made her draw the plush creature to her chest in a depressing manner. Trying to take comfort from the little stuffed animal she bought for her friend. Being drawn heavily into her thoughts she didn’t expect anything to be said to her from there, only a distant voice appeared that wasn’t at all from Elliot. But another Ravenclaw, Ivar Ragnulf.

“Yes, its for Lauren. She was awfully fond of her missing toad, I thought it only wise to buy her one that is like this until I could find him…” She admitted rubbing the back of her head for a moment before sighing. “I don’t know where to look for Rowan though, do you two have any proposed ideas?” Ana asked with lack of optimums towards where or how to find the missing toad.


Mentions: Lauren & Rowan the Toad
Interactions: Elliot Graves @Ghostly Boo & Ivar Ragnulf (me)
Location: Hogsmeade --> Little Toy Store ---> Outside Shop.
 
Piper Ryeland

Seventh Year, Hufflepuff

Mentions: Pedro Giovanni @Bubbly Potions - Megs NPC - Nibbles NPC - Deborah Johnson @Adrian
Interactions: Deborah Johnson @Adrian - Lynn @Mook-LandStrider
Location: Honeydukes

Piper felt her embarrassment quickly turned to concern as Debbie mentioned feeling unwell, her face looking pallid. Before Piper could get out one word of offered help, her friend was rushing from the shop and another girl was speaking. Piper felt her face turn red, concern remaining for Debbie as well as guilt for being the cause of the other girl's fall. "I'm so sorry, it was an accident i promise," She said in a distressed tone, cheeks reddening even more.

The small Hufflepuff wasn't quite sure how to handle this strange girl who had more then enough chocolate to feed a small family. "I um...n-no thank you I'm not..um...hungry," She stuttered shyly, ducking her head. Only for her eyes to land back on her mess scattering across the ground allowing a fresh wave of guilt to hit her. "Oh, oh no..." She said quietly dropping to her knees to try and scoop them together, to embarrassed to look at the other girl while she did so.
 
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Pedro Rowan Govanni
Fifth Year, Gryffindor

Interactions:
Kashif Romane (@Kyatto ) & Nibbles (NPC)
Mentions:
Lauren Harrison (Me), Leontios Castellanos (@Sanguine Fox ) & Piper Ryeland (@Ghostly Boo )
Location:
Hogsmeade, Honeydukes
Pedro was waiting in Honeydukes where he planned to meet Leo—it had been some time since they had been able to catch up and talk since the busyness of the last couple of days. Hogwarts had been in a chaos that the fifth year needed to wrap his head around. That being so with his housemate, Leo.

In recent events that befell Lauren Harrison, Pedro felt a twinge of guilt and pain in his stomach. It hadn’t been long since the events of the party had cooled over, and his emotions had been understood. Although he did admire Laurie, he didn’t at all long her. Originally it was the jealousy of an unrequited first crush, and now he found something more…

Something that made Pedro’s heart flutter and his cheeks flush.

So there, he waited patiently. For a time, he found his gaze wandering to the sweet girl that tugged at his heartstrings. From the sweet awkwardness, she carried to the way her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. The very thought made him smile a little to himself, and his perfectly paled cheeks flushed. It was sweet feeling so smitten, the blossoming of young love—or whatever he could call it.

At his shoulder, the infamous Puffskien had returned to his side, like a child that attached itself to their parents… The little creature somehow always kept finding itself back at his, not that the boy really bothered that much anymore. It gave him every intention to return him once more to his rightful owner.

That was when he watched a scene unfold with the girl in question, he watched as her face drained of full colour and an uneasiness overcame her. In his best efforts he made a dart to quickly try and draw her away from the awkward situation but to no avail did it work.

The silver-haired boy found himself knocking a boy and himself to the ground in that moment of action. A scene that ended up looking ever so scandalous to most onlookers. After all, such a position between two boys was frowned upon. Staring down at the boy, Pedro felt his cheeks grow to a boiling temperature. His grey-blue eyes filled with a shock and surprise.

“No, I-I-I-I-I’m sorry,” The Gryffindor stuttered awkwardly withdrawing. Puffskien falling off onto Kashif’s stomach in the result of his quick withdrawal.
 
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Liz had been too lost in her thoughts to notice that the Inn’s door opened, and let in a waft of cold air. Only looking up at the sound of a man at her table. Her dust blue hues blink at the other Grey child with a bit of disinterest. Normally she never associated with anyone who spent their time around Cyrus and Joan. It was apparent that they were biased about anyone that was in the newspaper club, or at least that’s what Elizabeth assumed given their general dislike of Rory. Of course she didn’t blame them. Rory had an unattractive personality, but that didn’t keep him from being useful. The newspaper club’s treasure trove of information helped keep her on top, but there were a few who they didn’t have as much information on. Lately Elizabeth had been feeling like Rory was keeping information from them. Shaking herself from her thoughts the blonde smirked at Jasper “It’s five o'clock somewhere.” The gryffindor chirps her mood easily shifting as her lips curl up into a playful smile. She looked genuinely pleased with company despite not having been asked if it was desired.Then again, when did Elizabeth ever turn down the company of an attractive man or woman?

Though with the mentioning of drinking away problems she hesitated for a moment, but quickly recovered realizing that he was simply teasing. “There are two kinds of people. Those who drink to have fun, and those who drink to forget. If you ask me, I prefer the former.” She smiles at him cooly. Sitting up straight and crossing her legs she leans back into her seat and eyes Jasper curiously. “You’re Jasper right? I’m Elizabeth Hawthorne.” She then grins exuding an air of confidence that did not seem the slightest bit out of place. If he had heard of her then it most likely would be for various reasons. Her wild parties, rebellious behavior, the scandals, and of course through the school’s newspaper. Then she leans forward over the table and cradles her chin into the palm of her hand. “Are you buying us drinks then? Have some fun?” Elizabeth coos her voice laced in honey.

Mentions: Rory (@Adrian )
Interactions: Jasper (@Ghostly Boo )
Location: Hogs Head Inn Tavern.
 
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Wallace winced a little seeing Rosa turn to confront the younger student that had just bumped into her shoulder. Seeing him back away like that only meant that Rosa was in a bad mood. Wallace noticed these kinds of things. It was hard not to. Though he looked a bit surprised to see her annoyed expression soften at the sight of him. The Slytherin Boy’s stomach fluttered at the assumption that he caused that change in her mood. Clasping his hands together when she sat next to him he tried his hardest to keep himself from grinning like an idiot. Though despite his best efforts his lips still curled up sheepishly at the sight of her. Rosa had just as much as an effect on him as he did for her. Though he was struck dumb when she asked him what he wanted to do today. “Anything you want.” He blurts out without thinking. Then his face flushes a little from his own words. Looking at Rosa and how well dressed she is, as usual, he realizes something that she might enjoy quite a bit. “Would you like to go to Gladrags? I know you enjoy fashion, maybe you’ll find something you’ll like.” Wallace smiles at her not seeming to be particularly interested in his own interests. As if making Rosa happy was satisfying enough for him.

Mentions: None
Interactions: Rosa (@Sanguine Fox )
Location: Fountain
 
Kashif Romane
Interations: Pedro (@Bubbly Potions)
Kash wasn't really used to people saying sorry to him and not the other way around. It wasn't something everyone did not that he really cared. On top of this Kashif wasn't all that used to being... this close to another person. Especially since he most likely had an audience as they were in a popular public area. He wouldn't know as his chocolate brown eyes were closed as he just kind of froze. The breath that usually left his lungs seemed to be held in anticipation of something worse. When nothing happened he opened his eyes to meet Pedro's.

"It was really my fault!" His voice squeaked as his body acted like it wanted to melt into the floor. He swore he could feel the piercing gazes of everyone on the planet and he didn't like it at all as his face dusted with a light pink. Hufflepuff's were supposed to be friendly, weren't they? That's what everyone thought but he was quite a bit off from this stereotype, not to say he wasn't friendly. He was! Just not at the first meeting.
Locations: Hogsmeade --> Honeydukes
 
Hearing the sound of approaching feet Ren looked up from the stonework beneath him to see Elise finally arrive. Mustering up the strength he manages to give her a small smile, but he was unable to keep it. His lips dropping to a thin line just shortly after. He could feel her arm wrap around him in comfort, and it made him feel just a slightly more at ease. “Not really…” The boy admits with a sigh. His thoughts lingered on Lauren and Rory, but rather than stay out in the cold he decides to guide Elise inside. Looking around he finds a secluded booth against the wall at the back and decides that would be the best place to talk. Plus it was away from all the snogging couples that had decided to visit the shop that day.

Leading Elise to the back he takes his seat before finally opening up about his thoughts to her. With a sigh he removes his gloves and his scarf as the shop was a lot warmer inside than the outdoors. “I was thinking of Lauren and Rory. I...had a vision that Lauren would get hurt and did not say anything about it due to my own cautiousness. I feel so guilty, like it’s my fault that...that they are… jesus I can’t even say it.” He says to her his voice hushed as to avoid anyone from overhearing their conversation. Though despite his desire to stay discreet he could not stop his eyes from glossing over with tears. Little droplets fall from his face his he hangs his head in shame.

Mentions: Lauren @Bubbly Potions , Rory @Adrian
Interactions: Elise @Sanguine Fox
 
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Ben smirked softly as he sipped his butterbeer as he winked at her. He tugged at his sweatshirt sleeves, he was watching her and then turned his head when her brother walked in Ben raised a eyebrow. He looked back and shook his head. His green gaze appraised her and the way she was dressed, he wasn't as cold as she seemed to be. His beanie was on and his jacket was nice and warm and the fire was actually making him a little warm. He slipped off his jacket, and showed off his arms in his t-shirt. He went back to drinking his butterbeer. “Well a bit quieter than everywhere else in the Goddamn place. Plus infinitely better company.” He said.

Ben new that she shouldn't Tasha was over protective, but Tasha wasn't around and hell he could care less, that's who Ben was the fun loving and carefree guy. He also took chances when he got it. Ben had a always smirk on his handsomely rugged face as he been told by some girl he had been seeing. He leaned on the table when she started talking.

“Ahhh so you agree about the quiet. It is nice isn't it.” He said. “ Well glad I could be of some help buying a nice pretty girl as yourself a drink.” He said with charm and charisma. Ben was always full of himself. He had the brains and brawn and definitely knew what he was doing. He snorted as she commented about free of exams and idiots. He lifted his glass, “Aye I agree.” He said.

Ben leaned on the table as he looked around at the hog's head bar. The others that had come in he had not expected it was getting a bit busier than what it usually was. He turned his head as she spoke up. “Huh? Oh umm yeah well you know needed a break from being a stud besides I like being here with you. It's also nice and quieter than the rest of hog meade.”Plus who else can I get in trouble with playing a prank on someone, like your brother. Put slugs in his food that he orders.” He said and he nudged her. Ben smirked and winked at her.

Location: Hogshead
Mentions: Jasper @Ghostly Boo
Interactions: Cyrus @Bubbly Potions
 
Cyrus Grey

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“Infinitely better company, huh?” She smirked lightly resting her elbow on the table looking at the boy. Quite amused by the smoothness on how he spoke and skilfully at that. It wasn’t everyday that Cyrus felt herself caught up in such a situation as these. Attention she wasn’t quite sure how to react to due to experiences with other boys going cold quickly around her—almost like she was a leaper.

“It’s relaxing, helps with the mental reset after everything going on…” Cyrus murmured softly under her lips. Although the events that befell Rory were quite server, she couldn’t help but feel relief because of peace it promised for her. After all, she was his to use at whatever disposal he thought of at that time—so that freedom was more than a little welcoming to the criminal. Taking a swig of her drink at the thought, she couldn’t help but choke on her drink at the compliment from Ben.

Heat building up behind her light olive skin, averting her gaze for a moment as she coughed violently into her hands. “Jesus you’re a smooth talker, but I’m not even pretty. A bit rough around the edges, aye.” Cyrus wiped slight forming tears from the coughing from her cheeks. The mere way Ben Stone presented himself was oozing of charm and flirtatious charisma that made the Australian witch’s heart race unexpectantly.

Her gaze followed over to the bar at the same time as Ben to notice the newer arrivals—her brother and more noticeably Elizabeth Hawthorn. Someone, she felt an instant dread in seeing and knowing the relationship she had with Tasha— her best friend and one she thought so smitten for to no avail.

I can’t compete with a girl like her… Cyrus thought quietly to herself looking over her own tomboyish appearance, and lesser feminine style. Wondering if she’d ever get the chance if she put half as much effort in being beautiful as Elizabeth did in waking up that morning. After all the girl was a natural, and Cyrus as well… different.

Cyrus looked at Ben when his playfulness shone through once more in his words. A shyness overcoming the normally outspoken girl, scratching the back of her head and laughing at his comment. “You are popular… Glad to see you have time for the pleb girls too.” She retorted almost dryly, becoming very self-aware of her lacking qualities after all…

Seven years at Hogwarts had amounted to many failed dates.

A slight smile did, in fact, find itself to her lips when the suggestion of pranking her brother was raised. “Sure, that might be the entertainment we need. But I have a better suggestion.” Cyrus said reaching into her bag procuring a dark box and placing it on the table. Finishing her drink before opening the box, she stuck her hand in. Onto her hand crawled a fuzzy legged dinner plate spider.

“Found em escaping the castle, I think it was the one that ended up in my luggage this year because dinner plate spiders aren’t normally around these parts. But I thought he’d be fun for a prank.” Cyrus said rather calmly looking down at the creepy crawly.


Mentions: Tasha Wolfe (@Vinn) , Elizabeth Hawthorn (@Vio ), Rory Thomson (@Adrian ) & Jasper Grey (@Ghostly Boo )
Interactions: Ben Stone (@~Dark Disney~) & Dinner Plate Spider (NPC)
Location: Hogs Head Pub







 
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Jasper Grey


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Jasper still couldn't place her even sitting right across from her, he was sure she was in the same house as him at least but it was more then that. It was actually beginning to nag at him in an almost frustrating way. A smirk slowly made it's way onto his face, humour lighting in his eyes. "I'm sure that motto has gotten you into plenty of trouble," He said jokingly.

"My kind of girl," He said smoothly, his eyes still alight with humour. He had no interest in the girl across from him although she was definitely beautiful. Then, finally came the revelation. Elizabeth Hawthorn. Recognition flashed in his eyes. He knew all about this girl and not just because of the rumour's she had floating around her. She was Tasha's little...'Friend' as well as a member of the news paper club, though admittedly not one of the one's he despised. "Mhm, the one and only Jasper Grey," He said coyly as he glanced towards his sister and her little companion, an inexplicable wave of unease settling on him.

"Playing my own word's against me, I'll buy the first round this once," He said with a playful wink, getting to his feet to order two drink's. He cast another suspicious glance towards his twin before bringing the two drinks back, his food not yet ready. He handed her one before slipping back down across from her.

Mentions: Cyrus Grey @Bubbly Potions - Elizabeth Hawthorn @Vio - Ben Stone @~Dark Disney~
Interactions: - Elizabeth Hawthorn @Vio
Location: Hogs Head

 
ELLIOT GRAVES
||Mentions:|| Anastasia Fitzgerald, Ivar Ragnulf @Bubbly Potions - Leontios Castellanos @Sanguine Fox
||Interactions:|| Anastasia Fitzgerald, Ivar Ragnulf @Bubbly Potions
||Location:||Toy Shop, Hogsmeande
"Oh! Not at all! An experiment can never go wrong!" Elliot exclaimed with delight holding up his crate of potion bottles with an almost crazed look in his eye's. "These are all steps to perfecting the end result, you'll see Anastasia...May I call you Anastasia or would you prefer Fitzgerald?" He asked eyes wide. "You see...I appear to be quite knew to this friend making business, though I've done well so far, I've met a strange fellow who call's himself Leo," He told her in a bright tone, looking pleased by the fact he had a friend.

He tilted his head in a thoughtful manner, gazing at the cute little bow and it's little toy. "It's a shame my little friend isn't the toad you're searching for, his a strange one, little winds...a very unexpected feature on a toad, i don't suppose he was laid like that..." Elliot mused to himself, getting quickly distracted by the well of questions his mind suddenly supplied in relation to the little toad he'd come across, quite a friendly little thing, but Elliot hadn't the faintest idea where he'd gone off too, he usually show's up whenever he pleased.

"Nevertheless, we can be friend's miss," He said warmly, dismissing his thought's for a moment to continue his interesting conversation with his fellow Ravenclaw, not realising he'd practically described her friends toad. He shifted his pink hand's on his crate and gave Ivar a look, admiring how nice his hair looked, nicer then usual... this was something Elliot noticed, he always seemed to with hair. "Oh my! Ivar, your hair is looking quite fetching today, are you attempting to impress someone? I suppose it is quite similar to a bird in that way, peacocking yourself to attract a possible mate...may I ask who it is you desire?" He asked without any kind of hesitation, fascination in his eye's. He very much wanted to touch the neat strands.



Original By: Lillian Gray
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Juniper Murray

Mentions: Morrigan Quinn @Bubbly Potions
Interactions: Morrigan Quinn @Bubbly Potions
Location: Hogsmeade Inn
Juniper flashed Morrigan a small smirk of amusement over her shoulder. "If you had your way every time Morri, we would never leave this room," She teased lightly. Even as the word's fell from her lips, the gentle stroking against her back had her turning to look back at her raven haired lover, green eyes full of warmth, a look that no one else ever saw in the Ravenclaw's eyes.

She slowly trailed off, caught up in the act of Morrigan stealing her glasses before charming the blonde with a kiss that definitely had her thought's moving away from business. "You might like me without my glasses..." She murmured shifting around onto her knees so she was facing the other girl, her hand's sliding into her hair, drawing the strands from her face. "But I can't see you nearly as well, without them..." She said, her words trailing into a whisper as she guided her lover back against the bed, kissing her. "I suppose that mean's I'll just have to depend on touch."

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Juniper gave a small sigh, rolling her eyes lightly in amusement. "Now look who's eager to leave," She muttered, a small smile tugging at her lips as she shuffled to the end of the bed, gathering up her clothes to change back into. "I really must learn to tell you no," She said with no conviction at all. She'd never be able to tell her no, Morrigan had more power over her then anyone else ever had. She slipped her glasses back on before dressing herself, her hair once more, loose and hanging around her shoulders.

She hesitated only a second before sharing their orders. Not because she didn't want to, but because of who they'd come from. "Lysandra want's us to find other's who might be of use to the dark lord's plans. Weather it be their parent's or not," She explained. "She was as vague as ever so we'll have to work out what she decided to leave out of her little message," bitterness crept into her voice as she spoke, the topic of her aunt filling her with anger.

She sighed a little as she slowly did up her button's, attempting to calm herself. "We should also prepare for the other order's we were given, that is today, is it not?" She asked lightly, doing up the last button before fixing her sleeves.


Original By: Spectre of the Fade
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Delynn Von Kronig
LOCATION:
Hogshead Tavern

INTERACTIONS:
Piper


MENTIONS;
@Ghostly Boo
Tasha Wolfe (@Vinn ) , Elizabeth Hawthorn ( Vio ), Jasper Grey/Piper ( Ghostly Boo )


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Stareing at the events unfolding infront of her she watched in horror as another two people crashed down and onto the floor. Looking around quickly she then looked at Piper who was on the ground trying to pick all of the candies up. For a moment she thought about helping but having witnessed the most recent accident she thought it best to leave before she ended up getting hurt again. Picking up the large sack of candy she scuttled out of the door careful to avoid the mass that is Kash and Pedro before slipping outside.

Now outside she placed the heavy sack on the ground before taking her wand out. "Wingardium Leviosa." Lynn spoke though with an audible German accent. Raising the sack off the ground she began to make her way towards the Three broomsticks with her chocolate. Taking her time she finally opened the door and looked inside.

Making her way back to her room Lynn dropped the sack on her bed. Lifting it up upside down she sent all the chocolate cascadeing down off of her bed. Eyes darting back and forth she for once hadn't thought through how she was going to store it all. Pushing the rest of it onto her bed her mind wandered back to the hoard of restricted books she had stored all across her room. The thought of their discovery made her blood run cold. Snapping her attention away from dwelling on her room situation she picked up a bottle of chocolate liqour before heading back out and into the main floor of the Inn.

Wanting both something to eat and not wanting to have to spend alot she looked around the Three Broomsticks before walking outside and down High Street. After a short time the blonde gripped the bottle of liqour before stepping inside the Hogshead. Eyes looking around the Tavern she locked eyes with Liz for a moment. Feel alittle more uncomfortable than before she stepped inside.

Ordering food, a hot chocolate and a dessert she settled herself down at one of the tables before opening the bottle of liqour and pouring a more than generous portion into the hot chocolate. Not skipping a beat the now axnious blonde stared down at the mix before starting to drink it. Drinking the entire glass right off the back she placed it down as the burn of alcohol made her wince. Standing up she walked back over to the counter to get another.



 
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Interactions: Wallace (@Vio )
Mentions: Lauren (@Bubbly Potions )

Rosa’s nerves soothed, her expression lacking emotion but her gaze held a calmness they rarely held compared to her usually bored look. The soothing effect he held on her when she was particularly angry, restless or irritated was why she seemed to secretly adore the Ravenclaw. It was odd – very few people impacted her in such a way and currently, the other was petrified. The thoughts quickly brought a new surge of anger but she stubbornly shoved it to the back on her consciousness. She would deal with it later – of course she was going to find out who was going to be blamed for such a cruel act. Blinking owlishly when his voice broke her from her musings, Rosa glanced to Wallace before a soft hum escaped her pursed lips, nodding slightly, “That does sound intriguing. You can never have enough clothes…” The Slytherin mumbled, shifting her gaze to the nearby shops for a moment before pushing herself up to stand, her hands gently patting off non-existent dirt from her pants and coat. “If anything, we can get you some new clothes. Something more fashionable – you definitely need more.” Her mind was already comparing styles, colours and shapes of what would suit her red-haired friend and what wouldn’t. “Let us go, this may take time.”
 
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Interactions: Ren (@Vio )
Mentions: Lauren, Rory


Elise listened, her lips pursed to keep herself from her usual incessant ramblings. Right now, Ren needed an ear to listen and so she did – propping her elbow up on the table she settled her head within her hands, eyes watching her friend carefully as she listened. When he finally spoke up of his problem, a soft sigh tumbled from her lips, her posture adjusting to sit up properly as she let her hands fall free into her lap, thoughts running, “Ren…it is not your fault.” She stated firmly, a difference from her usual calmness. She wasn’t sure if her friend would listen if she didn’t adopt just a strong tone! Guilt still plagued her for it though. “You were not the one that harmed neither Lauren or Rory. You did not do that to them. Someone else did this – just because you had a vision does not give you accountability. It does not make you responsible for everyone or everything that ever happens.” Elise added, reaching into her bag to pull out a pack of tissues before she reached over and softly dabbed his tears away, a sad frown on her own features. “Please don’t cry Ren! Neither of them would blame you for this and no one else will. They wouldn’t want you to be unhappy, right?”
 
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Victoria Damon and Zarina

Victoria nods to Ash.”The Ministry won't believe he is innocent. This is why I need all 3 of you to help, come on Ash I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate I need to get him out of there. He is like a father to me since I don't know who mine is Ash you can't say no here please I need your help I need you to join and bring greatness to the world again. Everything sucks now, but it will get better I promise just think on it and get back to me Damon and Zarina here are on board.” She told him and nods to the twins. The twins nod back. “We fully support Victoria in this endeavor, if it's that important to her, we are behind her.”Zarina spoke up as she drank her butterbeer.

Damon smirked and snorted as Ash said to just enjoy the drink. Victoria had to hold back the flying rage she was about to go into, if Ash wouldn't willingly join she use the The Imperius Curse on him. She wouldn't want to, but what she needed done, she needed someone sweet and innocent like him to make everything convincing enough to get away with it. She sighed as she looked around thankfully she hadn't seen Juniper, cause that thing that hung around her was annoying. She hated Morrigan and if the girl had a “accident” she would watch in delight. She knew Morrigan didn't trust her, but she could care less about her, just meant she had to be very careful, which she had been doing. The twins would never say a word of this to that worm. She looked down on Morrigan more than others, but played nice when she was around, when they were alone together it was like world war 3.

Damon nudged Victoria when Effie walked up. Victoria's eyes had turned to burning Ice, she dared just walk up to speak to her. “Afternoon,” She said as she leaned on the table and watched her talk to Ash. “ We were in the middle of something here, but yeah you should go on Ash and enjoy Effies company.” Her voice was strained and had slight dark tone to it. Effie was lucky she didn't Hex the girl. She slightly moved her hands to the twins to stop them from talking. She watched them and waited for them to leave. She nods to Zarina.”Follow them, Damon and I have much to Discuss, make sure this is told if it is you know what to do.” Victoria told her and sent the girl off.

Damon and Victoria smirked and looked at one another. “So who is this friend of your mother's? And why does he need these items” He asked. Victoria looked at him and sighed. “He just does I can't tell you who he is.” She said. Looking up when a owl screeched and landed in front of her, she took the letter and looked at Damon, “I will catch you later I have to go reply to this.” She said.

Damon watched Victoria walk away with the letter in hand. He nods and gets up walking out of the three Broomsticks and makes his way along hogsmeade.

Interactions: Damon,Zarina, Ash, Effie @Ghostly Boo @Vio
Mentions: Juniper and Morrigan @Ghostly Boo @Bubbly Potions
Location: the three broomsticks