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✵Leave the virtue of pity, but we live with the shame.✵
✵So scared to dream in a world with no sunlight.✵
✵When you wake up, you know it’s darker than last night.✵
✵Born to walk away, been walking my whole life.✵



Olyvia walked onto the pitch, looking bored as ever. She wore just a simple yellow sweatshirt and black jeans, obviously sporting her house's colours on accident. She didn't support either team boldy for this game. Her sister was a Slytherin and her sister's sister was the Gryffindor captain. So whichever team won, she would be happy. She just liked watching the games.... even if she didn't play anymore. As she walked into the stands she noticed 7th year hufflpuff Dhyl fighting with his little sister.


That wasn't what caught her eye though. The girl was wearing a tutu.... and the rest of her clothes didn't help at all. Last time Olyvia checked the girl was in her year, just in a different house. A 14 year old wearing a tutu was just.... weird. Lyv was never one to just let things be. She never had been and never would be. Even when her sister and her were getting the shnoz beaten out of them everyday she didn't just let it be. She tried to fight back in her own way. She tried to pacify him and keep him calm and happy so that wouldn't happen. She would never let anything just be, and so she marched straight up to the girl boldly. Minn, she thought her name was.


"You look like a 5 year old." She said simply, raising an eyebrow at the girl. "What 14 year old girl wears tutus and s**t like that?" Blue eyes roamed down to her feet and shook her head. "And ballet flats are for dancing and stage wear... not walking around in quidditch stands." She shrugged and shoved her hands into her pockets. "Did you know ballet flats offer basically no protection for you feet whatsoever. They're made to make dancing and spinning and toe standing easier. They're gonna wear away to nothing and your feet will be killing you..... If they aren't already." She sighed and turned to find her own spot in the stands. As she walked away, she called back, "Not trying to be mean, just thought I'd tell you how idiotic you're being."


The one good thing about growing up with Michelle was that Lyv had no fear. She knew whatever trouble she got herself into, Michelle would sure as hell stop it and if she didn't stop it.... well she'd get back at whoever tried to do anything to her.


With that out of the way, Lyv's eyes scanned the stands hoping to spot one of her few friends. Unfortunately she didn't see anyone she really knew so she chose a spot in one of the back rows by herself and sat down. She was content with isolation. She'd lived a lot of her life by herself anyways.



✵Where’d you go? Where’s your home?✵
✵How’d you end up all alone?✵
✵Can you hear me now?✵
✵There’s no light, there’s no sound. Hear me now.✵

Dmitri growled. He climbed up the stands on the Slytherin side, a scowl on his lips. He was still a reserve, and he couldn't fathom why. A first and second year had made the team but not him. He grit his teeth and clambored in his quidditch gear with his broom fumbling in his hand. He sat in the lowest rows, closest to the field so that the bannister was just in fingertip reach. He sat tall to watch his teammates scramble on the field. Across the pitch, the lions seemed much more menacing. Maybe it was because all of Slytherin house knew that Eretria and Amanda were gone... No one to properly take their place. Anastasia and Claire seemed so miniscule, and Dimi glowered. He knew he should have been down there, but he when they went down, he'd be ready, and they'd be tired. Or at least they better be. The wind whistled in his ears and the stands clamored in waiting. He tried to ignore the gossip around him while he sized up the opposing team.





Reserve Chaser
AC: 15
Mods: (+3 to steal/shoot quaffle) (+5 to dodging)
Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger
On Mobile



We’re never who we say we are.
1.5m (5ft) and 45kg (98lbs)

xxxxxPandora had made a decision this year. She had decided that she was going to try to get more into Quidditch. No, she wouldn't actually try playing. That much would be far too scary. She liked being on the ground with her plants much better than zooming around, quite some distance from the ground. However, she was a witch, someone of magical blood. Quidditch was a game for witches and wizards. It would make sense for her to at least try it. Besides, it would be fun, and something not related to her job. Perhaps it would even provide a bit of stress relief since it had nothing to do with herbology.

xxxxxThe professor searched the stands for a place to sit. She was about to take a seat when she heard someone bring up her name in conversation about name-calling. She looked to see Dhylan, the current seventh year boy prefect, with Olyvia, another student from her house, as well as another student. The other student seemed familiar. Pandora was fairly certain she was one of her new students this year. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that this was Dhylan's younger sister. Curious to see what the problem was, Pandora approached the group of students just in time to hear Dhylan take twenty-five points away from their house. "Perhaps you ought to hold your tongue when within earshot of your Head of House Nolynn," the woman said sternly.

xxxxxPandora was not happy to have to deal with this on one of her days off. She was trying to have some time to herself. Her house was usually so well-behaved. Had she made a mistake in choosing her prefects? Had Dhylan been acting this unfairly the entire time? The professor hoped not. "I'm sure by now Miss Catlin, you know that bullying is not acceptable in this house, and I will not have its members running about doing so," she started. "That includes when dealing out punishments Mister Nolynn. Deducting points is fine, but that many? Never have I seen a prefect take away that many. I pray the choice was not because she is your sister," the professor decided. She knew she had to fix it. But what would be appropriate? Hufflepuffs were fair, and so the punishment would have to fit the crime. What sort of punishment was point deduction anyway when it came to an offense such as bullying? "I believe that subtracting ten points and both you attending detention with me is more suitable. I expect to see both of you later tonight in my office," she said calmly. Bullying was very serious. In her mind, it was deserving of a detention, not just point deduction. Dhylan should have known that.


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Miss GryffindorK

Dhylan went silent as Olyvia spoke, but a chill went down his spine when he heard Professor Thorne speak up. When the Professor atoned for his so-called crimes, he sighed. "Professor, honestly. I agree the points may have been a bit harsh, but they weren't just because Minn's my little sister. I feel that anyone who bullies should be punished aptly. Had it been any two students I feel I'd have responded the same way. However, in this circumstance, I stand by my actions, even if no one else does." When she told him he would attend detention along with Olyvia, his head bowed forward. She was being fair... in her own way. If it meant he get in trouble, than so be it. He bit his tongue hard to avoid responding to anything after, as he didn't want to get in more trouble than he already was. "Sorry Professor Thorne. I'll be more cautious about my actions come future events."

Minn watched the events unfold in stunned silence. Dhyl was getting in trouble? All that had happened was her fault, not his, not Ronna's, not anyone's but hers. "No one should be in trouble here, not for someone as ... not for me. Thank you, Dhyl and Professor, but I'm not worth it. She said what she wanted, I accept her opinion. Now, I'm going to go change into something more appropriate." She did everything in her power to hide her tears, the hitch in her voice, all of it, but her voice cracked along her words, and a tear trailed down her cheek. The short girl stood, turned, then ran away, not wanting to be where she could get hurt.

Dhylan stood awestruck, watching his sister run off. "I'll see you in detention, Professor. For now, I've got things more important than Prefect duties to attend to. I bid you a pleasant afternoon, and goodbye." With that, he turned, walking away after his sister. If he got in trouble, so be it. He wasn't about to let his sister, or anyone for that matter, get bullied. He didn't think it was right, not now, not ever. His thoughts were spinning as he walked after his sister, heading off to her Common Room.


Dhylan and Minerva

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jeѕѕ bounded up the steps of the stands like an overexcited rabbit. Her brown eyes scanned the area for seats for her and her brother. This was the first game of the year; Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, and who knows? Maybe Toby would be called in. He was still a reserve beater, after all. She skirted Ronna telling off an older Hufflepuff she thought was named Olyvia, and made her way to the very top of the stands with Toby. "Seats! Here!" she exclaimed, yanking her brother after her impatiently. She craned her neck a little from her seat to watch the players. "They're still coming out on the pitch..." She glanced at her twin cheekily. "Hey, maybe you'll actually play this game," she taunted.

тoвy rolled his eyes and shoved her lightly. "Watch me, Miss Reserve Seeker. I was up against a bunch of experienced, hardened Gryffindors with no qualms about trying to take me out. You were up against one member of the House of Love and Kindness." he retorted. She hadn't even been hit by a bludger yet, and she'd probably start bawling like a baby if she was. He was used to getting knocked around in air by now.

"Terren is a worthy opponent," his sister said smugly. "And Hufflepuff could trounce your Quidditch hardened Gryffindors any day. In fact, we would smile while beating you!"

"Surrrrre." was his sarcastic response. He turned his attention to the pitch. He hoped Gryffindor won. The team needed the win.

xxxxx"If you believe that, then why not assign a detention? That hurts the bully more than deducting house points. You are allowed to give detentions Dhylan," Pandora replied. The boy almost seemed as though he did not care that he had punished his house instead of punishing the one who had done the misdeed. When it came to bullies, Pandora knew that house points usually did not matter to them. Take points now, never speak of anything ever again. Sure, you might get some dirty looks from housemates, but that was about it. Hufflepuffs weren't known for in-fighting. However, assign a detention, and the bully was forced to give up their free time to do something that they really would not like to be doing. That was what would deter bullying, not a simple little slap on the wrist like taking house points.

xxxxxTurning to the girl who had been bullied, Pandora felt bad. Hufflepuffs were supposed to be tolerant. While Olyvia was trying to be true to herself, something that the professor couldn't exactly see as being wrong, she should have tried to keep her opinion to herself. It was one of those things that many people may have been thinking, but didn't feel like saying. Perhaps Olyvia had seen herself as doing the girl a kindness before someone meant it as an insult. Pre-teens and teens didn't wear tu-tus all the time. It really was something that a five year old would do. However, this was a Quidditch game. What better way to show pride in your team than by dressing oddly? The professor was about to tell the girl about the odd outfits that she had seen in her days as a student at Hogwarts, but by the time she thought of it the girl had run off. She watched as Dhylan went off after her. How difficult it must be to have a sister in a different house than the one you were prefect for.




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Miss GryffindorK

Location: Quidditch Stands (Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game)

Chloe walked to the stands for the Gryffindor versus Slytherin game. She was looking for someone she knew particularly her brother and cousin. Despite not seeing them she did find Newlyn and her sister Elsie. Chloe walked over and took a seat next to the two. "Hope you don't mind if I join you." she said with a smile. "Hey Elsie glad to see you're as happy as ever." she told the younger girl. Both her and Elsie were reserve Chasers for Hufflepuff and she was glad for the both of them.

Status: Happy but sad David didn't make the main team
With: Newlyn and Elsie

Wearing: Go Gryffindor!

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