Third Floor Corridor

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Oh, I know, I can feel the shifting in my bones...
Enclosed are the senses so unknown.
I've been changing, falling, fading-
There's demons at the door patiently waiting.
But I wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs;
So please watch over me and be the light to carry me.
This change is all so permanent.

𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
FIRST YEAR │ PUREBLOOD │ RAVENCLAW

Tiernan didn't particularly care if she hadn't been specifically addressed by Reyna or not. She was hardly about to politely go off to lunch by herself while everyone else ran amok exploring and discovering intriguing secrets. That would be completely catastrophic! She was curious by nature, and this was the perfect opportunity. "Who is Indiana Jones?" she asked curiously, trailing after the rest of them. "And please bring something sweet if you're bringing snacks, Ivar." If they weren't going to have lunch she at least wanted something good to snack on. She glanced over at Arnemetia and Glynn as the former spoke up; she'd originally wondered if they were somehow related, as they seemed attached at the hip, much like her and her sisters. They were both blondes, after all.

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Jade Galaksylph

Devlyn Maycry

Diamond Wales

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Xistund

Can't you see the change in me?
There's no placement, no arrangement-
Of words that I could say to keep these changes away.
This world is a masterpiece...
A canvas sheet accountable for such losses.
Shout out to the artist who took his heart and his soul,
And lost them both in the process.

 

[Xistund]

𝓗𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 ▣ 𝔖𝔩𝑦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫 ▣ 𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔜𝔢𝔞𝔯 ▣ 𝓗𝔢𝔦𝔯
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Vito had been walking with the other first years after class, stopping when Rey exclaimed her protests about wanting to explore. Vito actually thought it was a good idea, one that he was thinking of doing anyway, hogwarts was after all really old and filled with secrets from what he understood. Who knows, they might get lucky and find some hidden treasure. Though that was unlikely, any treasure worth taking would most likely be too out of reach for the first year students, but he might as well still take the chance. He rolled his eyes at the Ivar boy's mention of the prefects. Like they'd mention anything really worthwhile. It's like asking a cop how to escape from a cell, just not done. He also disliked the boy's jokes... He swore half the things the boy said was bad puns. The Diarmid girl has so far done nothing of note to him one way or the other. He heard the Yaxley girl speak up and ask who Indiana Jones was, finally something he knew that someone else did not. Vito smiled and said. "Indiana Jones, is an american action adventure film about a fictional treasure hunter named Dr. Henry Walton "Indiana" Jones, Jr. or Indy for short. They're interesting films about going off to far off lands, looking for ancient treasures, fighting nazi's and the like."

In Vito's younger and more foolish days Vito had thoght of being something like a treasure hunter like Indiana Jones. He then heard the whine of the boy Glynn about getting in trouble. "Anyway I think Miss Whyte has a point, this castle is as old as dirt and must be filled with secrets and hidden passages. I'm in." Vito looked at the boy and raised an eyebrow. "And here I thought Ravenclaws were seekers of knowledge. Don't tell me you're too afraid of getting in a little bit of trouble to find out what this school really has hidden away, are you? It would be too bad, we could really use someone like you to help us on this matter, it would be a real letdown if you did not come with us."Vito, truthfully did not care if the cowered stayed or not but he'd rather not want prefects to know of their plans before they could get far enough to do anything and the boy seemed jumpy enough to run to the nearest authority figure. And at least if they did get in trouble it would be more spread out then just Slytherin being the main ones attacked. Vito was not sure if his house would stand for him and Reyna costing them even more points, while every other house got off free.

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𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔢 ▣ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 ▣ 𝔬𝔬𝔠: blah blah

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Jade Galaksylph

Diamond Wales

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The Forgotten Weasley

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[kiska166]

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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Reserve Keeper - Pureblood
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Alarmed by the sudden burst out from his fellow housemate, Oliver blinked and stared as Reyna had finally lost her marbles. Although she sounded as if she’d gone mad – ranting about how she hadn’t explored the castle yet – the blonde was intrigued by the idea of exploring. It was definitely something he’d wanted to do, and he started but it wasn’t as much fun alone as it would be with some companions by his side. Almost immediately, Oliver decided to join her as well as the other students who thought it’d be fun. “I’m in, too,” he stated with a smile. Glynn, the kid from Ravenclaw, began fretting about how they’d all get detention. “Yeah, you’re not afraid, are you?” Ollie asked after Vito attempted to convince the guy to come with them. “We won’t get in trouble. And besides, if we do, what’re they gonna do? Expel us all?” The Slytherin couldn’t help but stifle a chuckle. Glynn was being such a p***y! Oliver was sure that every year, the first years explored the grounds and accidentally wandered into places they shouldn’t have and nothing happened, right? Well, maybe some died or did get expelled, but that was probably for stepping into the Forbidden Forest, which they have all been warned about. No one warned them about dungeons.





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Xistund

The Forgotten Weasley

 

[Julian Galaksylph]

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✪ Fıяšт Yeαя Hυffłeρυff ✪ Rešeяνe Beαтeя ✪ Mυggłeвøяи ✪space

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"I'd die for you," that's easy to say, we have a list of people that we would take
A bullet for them, a bullet for you, a bullet for everybody in this room
But I don't seem to see many bullets coming through, see many bullets coming through
Metaphorically, I'm the man but literally, I don't know what I'd do
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Ivar felt a bump and looked back only to see his two close friends Arnie and Glynn arrive, and of course they were clinging on each other again. Sure, hanging out with them alot in this school along with the fact that he shared a house with Arnie, he just couldn't help but feel like he was a third wheel. He was starting to think that maybe Arnie was just ignoring him and would much rather prefer hanging out with Glynn than him, and he felt a little bit jealous for them. He bit his lip as if he was trying his best not to show this negative thoughts, maybe pushing those thoughts to the back of his head would help. Maybe he was just being shallow or was he just being abit clingy? Maybe he was just overreacting. He decided to just focus on Tiernan instead who was asking about who was Indiana Jones, and he nodded at her request of bringing something sweet. Being aware that not everybody here was aware of Muggle Culture, he was going to answer that question until Vitomir answered it first. Glynn, on the other hand, was being too concerned about them getting into trouble which was such an irony considering that he was a Ravenclaw. But then, the houses weren't as one-dimensional as people thought it was; though to be fair, Matteo did went to Ravenclaw because he was kind of a smartass-- And then there was Balder, but he was really cool, though.

Turning to his blondie Ravenclaw friend, Ivar raised an eyebrow and said, "To be honest, Glynn. There's no point of growing up when you can't be childish sometimes, but yes of course not too childish-- since two years from now we'll be teenagers." Then he shrugged, listening to Vitomir-- he couldn't believe he was thinking this but the rich kid was kind of right, "And-- Unfortunately, Vito has a point. I mean come on, it's like your favorite artist coming to your country after like a decade-- And then the moment you go to your dorm bed after declining this offer, chances are that you will sit and think like, 'Bloody hell, I should've joined them' or whatever." Ivar might be sounding a little bit like his brother Matteo with a mix of Austmar, but then after all he lived with them alone for the majority of his childhood. "And as far as I know, we're exploring a school-- Not the Forbidden Forest. Hundred-percent sure that forest is called like that for a reason,"

Then he hear Rey's grumble of her stomach, which made him smile smugly. He never said it aloud but it was fun to see people being sheepish and getting verbally burned, such as Vitomir and Professor Hill. He shrugged when she said that they should eat first until Rey turned around sharply to point a finger at him, demanding him to tell where the kitchens are. His smug smile became a smirk and snickered, "Oh dear, such an accusation," He said sarcastically jested, putting his hand on his chest as if portraying mock shock, "No, I'm just joking. It's hidden, which isn't surprising since three-fourths of our Common Rooms are guaranteed hidden-- except Ravenclaw, my bror was from there and says that it's literally a door with a bronze eagle knocker. So obvious." He rolled his eyes, as he thought that Hufflepuff's has the best security since it has a booby trap. He kind of hate it thought he got soaked by a barrel of vinegar, though. "Anyway, it's in the basement with this still-life portrait. I can lead you lot to there if you like,"



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"I'd live for you, " and that's hard to do
Even harder to say when you know it's not true
Even harder to write when you know that tonight
There were people back home who tried talking to you
But then you ignored them still, all these questions they're for real
Like, "Who would you live for? Who would you die for? And would you ever kill?"


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ωι†h [Reyna, Arnie, Glynn, Oliver, Vito, and Tiernan] α† [Corridor]

✱ Sıиgłe ✱ Aттıяe ✱ Tħeмe Søиg ✱

< Oυт.Of.Cħαяα¢тeя >
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Devlyn Maycry

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Xistund

The Forgotten Weasley

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Oh, I know, I can feel the shifting in my bones...
Enclosed are the senses so unknown.
I've been changing, falling, fading-
There's demons at the door patiently waiting.
But I wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs;
So please watch over me and be the light to carry me.
This change is all so permanent.

𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
FIRST YEAR │ PUREBLOOD │ RAVENCLAW

Tiernan looked over at Glynn when he spoke up almost scoldingly about the possibility of them getting in trouble. She had assumed they had all taken that as a given; people who didn't like trouble, after all, tended not to go looking for it. Tiernan rather enjoyed trouble, as a rule, so long as she didn't have to suffer the consequences, and figured that she could easily slip away at any time if she felt they were about to get caught. It wasn't as if anyone was being forced to come along. Besides Glynn, perhaps. "I imagine they'll chain us up upside down in the dungeons," she said, not sounding very concerned about it. "Or maybe put the stocks to use. I do hope they've retired public flogging."

Vitomir, the rude Slytherin, spoke up about the mysterious 'Indiana Jones'. Tiernan knew what a film was, although she had never seen one, but had never heard of a 'Not-Z'. "I'm sure it's younger than dirt," she countered amiably, and then, "And it's rather rude to lie poorly to someone's face."

Next another Slytherin boy, the bleach blond named Oliver, threw in his own two sickles. "Fear is a natural human reaction to the unknown," she clarified diligently. "It's what led to your birth." He was being quite illogical, even for a Slytherin. She knew plenty of logical Slytherins. Considering all possible outcomes was considered a good thing in her family. Glynn had every right to be concerned about the outcome of this excursion, although he had no right to admonish them all if he planned on coming along.

"You can't enter if you can't answer the riddle," she interjected in a sing-song sort of tone, but did not protest the new plan.

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Jade Galaksylph

Devlyn Maycry

Diamond Wales

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Xistund

Can't you see the change in me?
There's no placement, no arrangement-
Of words that I could say to keep these changes away.
This world is a masterpiece...
A canvas sheet accountable for such losses.
Shout out to the artist who took his heart and his soul,
And lost them both in the process.

 

[Xistund]

𝓗𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 ▣ 𝔖𝔩𝑦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫 ▣ 𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔜𝔢𝔞𝔯 ▣ 𝓗𝔢𝔦𝔯
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Vitomir smiled a bit glad to get that over with, though he wanted to roll his eyes at Glynn's reasons for going. Right just how did the boy think he was going to make sure no one got hurt, it's not like he knows more magic than the rest of them or was a healer so if something goes wrong the only thing he could do would be get help and anyone in the group could do that.

"Good, now that that's settled can we please get going before we get noticed just standing around plotting and get found out by prefects while bickering like children. If we are going to break into the kitchens let's get started then, from the sounds of it most of us are ravenous. We could grab ask for a bag of food for later that way we don't need to come back for supper." Vito said with a smile, this would be great practice for some future endeavors and he did not want to waste any more time.

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𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔢 ▣ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 ▣ 𝔬𝔬𝔠: Had to make edits to my post, thoght it was dinner time not lunch time. >_<

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Jade Galaksylph

Diamond Wales

oyehh

The Forgotten Weasley

kiska166

 

[kiska166]

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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Reserve Keeper - Pureblood
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A couple of the other students tried to get Glynn to join in on the adventure, and eventually, the blond caved – even if he said it was due to being the “responsible” one. Right, peer pressure had nothing to do with it. Oliver’s expression became a tad puzzled when Tiernan commented on his birth. “Fear led to my birth?” Crossing his arms across his chest, the blond continued, “What does that even mean? My parents were so scared that they did the deed?” Blegh, that was a gross thought. That makes zero sense. And she’s supposed to be a Ravenclaw, pffft.

As Oliver waited for an answer, Reyna’s stomach growled and she suggested the start exploring after eating. He nodded quickly in agreement. “Yeah, I’m starving,” the boy commented, stalking off towards the brunette, so they could go get food together. After all, they were both Slytherin students and friends, so he imagined they’d sit together for lunch anyways. No point in splitting up now and then meeting up again in fifteen minutes. Suddenly, the girl stopped in her tracks and turned onto Ivar when she had remembered that he claimed to know where the kitchens were located. “Yeah, spill it!” he commanded jokingly and if the two of them knew each other better, Oliver would’ve even thrown in a “badger” to the end of that sentence.

The blond raised an eyebrow. “The Ravenclaw common room isn’t hidden? That’s odd. I mean, you can’t get in without knowing the password anyway, right?” he asked, turning his attention back towards Tiernan, who then interjected by saying only those who answered the riddle could enter. “Can’t anyone with a well powered brain answer the riddle?” For a house full of intelligence, their common room entrance sure was stupid. Oliver was confident in his abilities to answer the riddle, so would the door grant him access once he gave the right answer? Just then, his stomach joined the chorus and growled. “You can explain on the way; I’m hungry,” he said and began walking towards the Grand Staircase. Ivar said the kitchen was in the basement, so that was exactly in which direction the eleven year old headed.




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[murruelecreuset]

Gabriella Clarity Stanford
Muggleborn - Reserve Beater
First Year Gryffindor

People call me Gabby...

I'm 11 years old...


Location: Grand Staircase → Third Floor Corridor (Sometime before Winter Break)


Gabby couldn’t think why anyone in any of the upper years would want to speak with her. Perhaps if they were in her house but this girl was in Hufflepuff. She certainly thought the girl was odd, as she was lead out of the staircase and into a hallway on the third floor. Now in the safety of solid ground she turned to look at the other girl. “So, what is so urgently important?” She asked the girl.

Gertie blinked for a moment. “Well… your name sounded familiar and we look alike.” The second year started to explain. She didn’t really know what to say now that she was in the situation. “Okay… your point is?” Gabby asked with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t you see it?” She asked curiously. “So we have the same hair or face I guess is kind of similar… we have different eyes…” Gabby kind of found it odd that Gertie’s eyes were the same as her father’s, exactly the same.

“See!” Gertie replied as if she got her point across by asking the question. “So?” Gabby asked still skeptical despite the visual facts. “So, I was adopted. Maybe you have siblings.” She told her. “No, I don’t.” She answered. “Maybe you have siblings you don’t know about.” Gertie rephrased slightly. “I’m an only child. I live with my father. So, if I were to have any siblings at all he didn’t mention it.” The first year explained. “You don’t have a mum?” Gertie asked tilting her head in confusion. “Not one worth mentioning.” She replied flatly.

Gertie pouted slightly before jumping back on track. “Hey, maybe you could ask him?” She suggested brightly. “Ask him what exactly?” Gabby questioned her. “I’m not going to ask him half a dozen questions like you’re doing to me.” She added her arms folded in front of her. “You don’t have to ask a dozen questions. You only need to ask one.” She told her. “Come on Gabriella what’s the harm in asking?” Gertie asked her, the second year’s arms falling dramatically to her sides. “Alright, I’ll ask him. When I go home for the holiday.” Gabby finally caved. What was the harm in it?

“That’s great!” Gertie declared. “Thank you Gabriella!” She added. “Just please call me Gabby.” The first year replied. If this girl kept calling her Gabriella she was going to lose it. “Okay, I can do that.” Gertie smiled from ear to ear.

*End Scene*


Status: What does she want? // Maybe she has a point...
Wearing: Gryffindor Uniform

With: Gertie

OOC: ---

Such a perceptive young girl!
I do read minds, in fact, and in yours I read...
Ah! Youthful rebellion, a strong backbone and a loud mouth
Well then, that makes it easy.
Gryffindor!

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Third Floor Nook
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? No one
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Knitting up a storm
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? This is taking a while

Lena had found a nice little nook on the third floor, and found it to be perfect for knitting. It was warm enough without being too hot, and small enough to be cozy, without being cramped. It had just enough room for herself and her big ol' knitting basket... and maybe another person. She was working on a nice project for her teammates, but she was a bit too late. She had tried to have it done by Christmas, but she was running behind. Then again, it was surprisingly time-consuming to knit for twelve people.

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Lᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs, ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs
ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍɪʟᴇs
ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴀssɪɴɢ ʙʏ
Cᴏᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅs ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ
ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏs ꜰᴇʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʙʏ
Eᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴇᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ
Aɴᴅ ɪᴛ's sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Eᴀᴄʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs
sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ

 

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𝐼'𝓂 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒
𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝒾𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒
𝐼 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁
𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓁?


Jeremy was taking a walk, he had Bludger with him who liked to get fresh air. Well fresh as in not the same air. It was cold outside and Bludger would get cold. He could tell when the dungeon common room and dorms got too much moisture in the air as Bludger would start sneezing. As cute as it was, he wanted to keep Bludger healthy. He spotted a somewhat familiar face. He knew the girl was one of Ravenclaw’s chasers. She was making something, knitting if he was recalling. He would watch his grandma knit and honestly it was quite interesting how one can make clothing and other things from yarn. He had considered learning but his parents usually steered him clear of thing deemed girly. Hmmmm. “Thats a lot of knitting, making a sweater?” Jeremy asked taking a moment to stop. Bludger was cooing as Jeremy petting him. He guessed it was house color themed as she had navy and brownish yarn.


𝐼 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝒹𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝒶𝒹 𝐼'𝓂 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒
𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓅 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓋𝑜𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒
𝐼'𝓂 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓊𝓅 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓀𝓎 𝐼'𝓂 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇
𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒫.𝒮. 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓇

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Third Floor Nook
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Jeremy
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Knitting up a storm
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? This is taking a while

Lena was working on the long arms of the sweater for Driskol when someone spoke to her. She looked up to see a boy, approximately in her year... maybe one younger. "Oh, yes, yes I am. Do you knit?" She looked up at him, a bright smile on her face. Maybe she'd have a friend to knit with? She didn't currently know anyone that knit in school, but maybe this boy did. "Oh, I'm Helena... or Lena, for short. It's nice to meet you!" She set the sleeve in her lap, providing attention to the boy. She didn't want to seem impolite, after all.

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Kungfudemoness

Lᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs, ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs
ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍɪʟᴇs
ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴀssɪɴɢ ʙʏ
Cᴏᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅs ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ
ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏs ꜰᴇʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʙʏ
Eᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴇᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ
Aɴᴅ ɪᴛ's sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Eᴀᴄʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs
sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ

 

[CatWaffle]

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Miss GryffindorK

𝐼'𝓂 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒
𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝒾𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒
𝐼 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁
𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓁?




Jeremy shook his head. "No, I've been tempted to learn" He replied. Either she was making a sweater or a tube snake he wasn't too certain. She introduced herself. It was only polite if he did too. "Nice to meet you, I'm Jeremy." He replied offering the hand not carrying bludger for a shake, force of habit you might say "You got a lot of yarn there, does it take that much for a sweater or whatever your making?" He asked curiously looking at the huge bag. Was she making a tent?




𝐼 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝒹𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝒶𝒹 𝐼'𝓂 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒
𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓅 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓋𝑜𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒
𝐼'𝓂 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓊𝓅 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓀𝓎 𝐼'𝓂 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇
𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒫.𝒮. 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓇