History: The history of the cottage is unknown, though it lays on the outskirts of Godrics Hollow. There is likely a spell put on the inside of the house, allowing there to be room for all the children, although the expansion charm is not extravagant, just enough to squeeze in a few more beds.
The family bought the house, and renovated it to allow room for their children. At the moment, there is no spare bedroom, however, the couches in the basement sitting room are quite comfortable to sleep upon if needed. There is always activity going on, some sort of noise being heard at any point of the day.
Magical Creatures in Home/Area: None at the moment
Brook was outside of her house, going throughout the gardens, looking for small animals. She hadn't seen many squirrels lately, and she was determined to pet one. Her mother had told her to stay away from them,but those squirrels and their bushy tails! She couldn't resist herself and petting them. "Come here squirrelly, squirrel. I have nuts for you. You have to like nuts, it's your food.Food is great. Come on out from hiding." The squirrels were obviously not coming out for this small human. She stopped hunting for her squirrel to pet, as she heard voices coming from the cottage near theirs. No one had lived in it for as long as she could remember, maybe someone had bought it and was going to live there? Maybe they'll have children! I can have someone to play with! As long as they don't have a cat. Brook thought to herself, she did hate cats, but she also wanted friends. All she had was Aldrick, and he was always being a pain. The twins were all too young, DeeDee and Dom were only babies! She peaked around the bushes, trying to figure out who her neighbors would be, if they were even neighbors.
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╔══════════════╗ Where: Knapp House: Front Garden (7) With Whom: Herself Thinking about: Squirrels Brook Description: Tiny, light brown hair, blue eyes Wearing: Dress patterned as seen in picture OOC:
Pureblood | Gryffindor Alumni | 33 Years Old | Astronomer | Loving Mother Half-blood | Nine Years Old
»Summer 2043»Next door to the Knapp House »Delia's Status: Missing her old family home »Rhea's Status: In need of fun
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“Mummy, what is this place?”
Rhea crinkled her nose as she poked her head inside the old cottage. If the overgrown grass wasn’t any indicator, the dust and barren inside made it blatantly obvious the place had been abandoned for years. “It seems… Dusty.”
Della frowned down at her daughter, head just above her in the doorway. “It is, isn’t it...? I’ve been dreadful about the upkeep… It must be such an eyesore for the neighbors.” She pushed the door open, covering her mouth with a cough and waving her hand in front of her face as the sudden motion brought up a cloud of dust that made her daughter sneeze.“Oogh… Very dusty…”
She placed her hand on top of Rhea’s head and ruffled her hair before stepping inside. “This is your grandparents’ house, Sweetie! Your father’s been hounding at me to sell the place…”Della sighed, “I thought I should see what we’re working with before we get into the whole realty mess. I wanted you to see it at least once. It’s not much, but… It used to be something. Rion was born right upstairs, you know.”
“Interesting…” The littlest Lane dared step inside after her mother, cautiously scanning the room. She hated empty houses like this--it seemed like a prime habitat for all things creepy and crawly. Really, the history behind the house was a little beyond her. She’d never known her grandparents beyond the photographs at their home. Were they nice? Was the house lively once upon a time? Right now it was awfully dreary. Is that why her father wanted her mum to sell it? But that seemed peculiar. Why wait all these years? And why—‘This train of thought is boring…’ Rhea grimaced up at her mother. “Did you… Did you bring me here to help you clean, Mummy?”
Delia laughed, already halfway up the stairs. “Not to worry, Lovey, I’m not ready to tackle this quite yet. We’re just gathering our bearings today. Now go on, it’s a safe neighborhood. You can play outside if you’d like. I’d like to take a peak upstairs.”
Rhea sighed in relief. Thank goodness, she’d be getting some sunlight and fresh air today after all. “Thank you, Mummy!” With that, the little one bounded outside excitedly. This was a new place, and new places meant exploring! “Now, what to do, what to do…”
Brook looked at the small girl who had come outside. There was a child, but wat if she wasn't really a child? What if she was using polyjuice potion and disguising herself as a child? What if this was really a dark wizard who had come to kill everyone in Godric's Hollow? Brook would have to be the one to stop them. She thought about it and nodded, it had to be now or never, in order to save her family. The Squirrels would have to be dealt with another day, and she dropped the nuts she had been trying to feed them "You there, stop. I know that you're actually a dark wizard using polyjuice potion and you're here to destroy everyone. Well I won't allow you!" She said this to Rhea. while holding a stick she would pretend was her wand.
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Rhea nearly jumped out of her skin when a girl jumped out from the bushes spewing accusations and threatening her with a wand... Stick? Both.
She was like a deer caught in headlights for just a moment while she processed what was happening. Was this a game? Were they playing Good Witch Dark Witch? How lovely! Slowly, she looked her assailant up and down. Well, she looked to be about her age… Her mum would probably be okay with this. Rhea giggled excitedly at the idea.
“Oh, you won’t, will you? Well you’ll never catch me alive, Auror!”Rhea located the nearest stick-wand and cartwheeled on over to it in an effort to dodge any spells that her new playmate might cast. Mid-wheel she snatched up the wand, landing on her feet as gracefully as a nine-year-old could as she pointed her weapon. “You’d best give in, or it’s ducks for you!”
The girl picked up a stick for the ground, then called Brook an auror. She was in shock, this wizard was mocking her! They had seen through her fake wand, and knew she was only a small girl, but they mocked her by pulling up a stick saying auror. "How dare you mock me dark wizard! You see I am only a 9 year old child and you pretend I am an auror. Take this, then!" Brook threw the stick towards Rhea, it wasn't a very good fake wand anyways if the dark wizard had seen through it. "Show your real self dark wizard! Or I'll have to call the actual aurors!" She rocked back on her feet, about to take off toward the house to tell her mother there was a dark wizard outside.
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╔══════════════╗ Where: Knapp House: Front Garden (7) With Whom: Herself and Rhea Thinking about: this is weird Brook Description: Tiny, light brown hair, blue eyes Wearing: Dress patterned as seen in picture OOC:
Rhea yelped in surprise when a stick was suddenly flung at her. Why?! The good witch isn’t supposed to throw her wand! She brought up her arm in front of her face in case the stick actually managed to reach her, however when she did both hers and Brook’s fake wands burst into splinters thanks to a surprise use of magic. She peaked over her arm, pouting at the mess. ‘Aww, our wands…’
Suddenly the new girl was threatening to call the real aurors, and it occurred to Rhea that she might actually be serious. Her? A dark wizard? The idea was so laughable that the brunette couldn’t help but giggle. “What are you talking about, Silly? I’m not really a dark wizard. That was just pretend, and I’m just Rhea!” She wanted nothing more than to run over and shake her hand like her dad always taught her to, but she could plainly see that the stranger was a flight risk, and if she fled there would go her fun for the day. No, she had to make her stay... Besides, her mum would be awfully steamed if she got the aurors called on them for no good reason. "I can prove it, too! Could a dark wizard dooooo this?" Rhea bent over to plant her hands on the ground, kicking herself up into a handstand. It was a little unbalanced, but she was holding up just fine as she grinned triumphantly at the other girl. It was silly, she knew, but that was exactly why she knew a real dark wizard could never do it!
Brook looked at the girl, who said she could prove she was not a dark wizard. When she did a handstand, Brook burst out laughing, "I'm sure a dark wizard could do that. But in the face of aurors probably wouldn't." She grinned at the new girl and walked closer to her, and the now broken sticks. "Are you moving in next door? No one ever lives next doors. " she paused, the whispered to the girl, "Well, sometimes I think an old man lives there, he walks around the house at night and looks for children to eat." She stopped whispering and grinned, "But I tell that to Aldrick all the time just to scare him. It's probably just a dog or something." She refused to say it could be a cat, because that would literally be a nightmare. She held out her hand, "I'm Brook Knapp. It's nice to meet you just Rhea!"
Finally! She had met someone that looked her age, that was a girl! Maybe the two could become friends, and she could laugh at Aldrick because she had a friend and he didn't. Well, Aldrick would be going to Hogwarts soon, and Brook would need a human companion when he left, this Rhea girl was a gift sent to Brook from above, or a devil sent from below, either way, she was a companion!
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Rhea giggled and got herself back up straight, happy to have broken the ice between her and the new face. “Afraid not! I didn’t even know this place existed until today. Mummy said that it’s my grandparents’ house, but my dad is making her sell it for some reason.” She smiled brightly at the mention of an old man lurking about. “Maybe that’s Grandpa! If you see him, tell him I said hi. I think his name is Jonah, like my brother. It’s lovely to meet you, Brook!”
She shook her hand with both hands, clearly excited to have made a new friend. “Do you live across the bushes there? It’s so pretty! Everything’s so roomy here—much less cramped than the houses in Rye…” She stepped over to the bushes, peering over curiously. “What were you doing playing in the bushes like this, anyway?”
Brook frowned when Rhea said they were going to sell the house, it would have been nice to have someone her age to be with. She smiled though at Rhea, and answered her questions, "I do! You see that cottage roof, just there?" Brook pointed to the roof, "That's my house! I've lived there for forever! It's a little noisy though, with Chadwick, Cenek, Dominik, and Deepak." She frowned, it was always too loud or too quiet in the house, everyone was awake or they had to be quiet so everyone could sleep. It was the downside of having too many siblings,"Anyways, I was looking for squirrels! Their bushy squirrely tails! THEIR CHEEKS! Just Rhea, they're amazing! I just.. haven't seen one lately, I was trying to bribe them to come to me with food, because everyone likes food." She pointed to the small pile of nuts she had dropped to battle the evil wizard. Maybe it was too warm for the squirrels to be our? OR maybe Aldrick had scared them all away.
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✄Aɪᴅᴇɴᴇ Aᴢᴜʀᴀ Kɪᴇʀᴀɴ ten years old || Godric's Hollow Elementary student || pureblood _______________
Aidene missed Scarborough. It wasn’t like she had any friends her age to miss from her old home, but at least Scarborough had wonderful dungeon maps: the theatre, the cinema, the exhibition hall, the orchestra, and of course the art museums. Also better wifi. Usually, she would just go home and play for a few hours before she flooed there for kung fu classes. Occasionally her dad would make her do her homework before she left--Aidene didn’t really want to go to school at all--she’d be going to Hogwarts in a year anyways, so what would one year of more muggle school do for her?
But today was different. Today at lunch, a girl at school had asked if she could have Aidene’s last few cookies. She’d agreed, a little confused, warning that they had come out terribly mushy and there were too many raisins. In any case, she now had a new party member and was fairly intrigued that this girl also lived out beyond the village lines. The girl seemed more familiar with the area, which was a great thing if Aidene was trying to figure out her new home region. ”I’m Aidene, by the way,” she mentioned, initiating the exchange of profile information. ”Aidene Azura Kieran, level 10. You were Brook, right?”
”I have a side quest,” she conspiratorially informed her new party member when they had left the schoolhouse behind. ”There’s this guy Mr. Chance that Daddy always visits when we go to visit Grandma and Granda at the graveyard. But Mr. Chance’s house is still there I think. Do you know where it is? If it’s empty we could probably get rare loot. Of course if there’s people there, I was going to offer them cookies in exchange for stories.”
She hoped that wasn’t too strange. Usually when she had a party member it was another kid at the art museum and they were doing some kind of museum-appointed scavenger quest or making up stories about art on display.
”Good cookies,”Aidene clarified hastily after a pause. ”I can make better ones.”
_______________ settingGodric's Hollow, on the road to the Knapp House || with Brook || outfitshort sailor uniform || status New friends?
_______________ //OOC: Hopefully okay? I can edit when I get back tomorrow too.
Stefan Lee Salvatore
𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒_____________ 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒________________ 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒_________________ 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁𝓈 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒______________ 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓏𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑒. 🥢 "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran, cover by Celtic Woman
Brook was thrilled when the girl said she could have the cookies, Brook had been eyeing them all lunch, but she wasn't sure if the girl would mind, especially since this girl was new to the school. Brook tried to make as many friends as she could, especially since Aldrick was always gone. With her siblings all showing magic, and her not, Brook could only assume she would be staying in the muggle world for all of her life, muggle friends would be good. The new girl, Aidene she said, would be a great friend. Especially one who was so good at making cookies. "Yeah, I'm Brook Knapp, nice to meet you Aidene, I'm also 10, almost 11 though." As the two chatted on the way home, it turned out Aidene didn't live too far from Brook, Aidene mentiond Mr. Chance. Brook broke into a huge smile, "i know the cottage, can I have the cookies though? I know Rhea won't mind if you give me the cookies instead of her. I mean, Jonah isn't even there, since he's off at Hog-" Brook stopped, she almost said Hogwarts, the muggle couldn't know abotu that, she quickly continued on, "He's at Hogshead Academy. Yeah. It's a really special school." She nodded to herself, that was a great coverup. She would have to tell Rhea about this new girl, and Rhea would probably tell Brook she should be more careful, and then they could continue on about how cute Aidene was, and how they should all become friends. It would be great for when Rhea went to Hogwarts, Brook would still have Aidene to be with. "Mr. Chance was Rhea's grandpa. He's dead now. Rhea's mom and brother and Rhea all moved in recently. It's right next door to my hosue actually." She looked at her watch, trying to determine if Rhea would be home yet,"Rhea doesn't go to school here, so she's probably not home yet. Neither is Jonah. Their mom might be, but she looks at stars for a living, so she might be asleep, but she also might be baking...." Brook frowned and thought on it, "Come to my house, Rhea will come in when she gets home. Then SHE can wake up her mom if she wants. Or we can just play witches and wizards or something here." Brook froze, oh no. She mentioned witches and wizards. It'll be fine. Muggles knew about the supposed witches and wizards? They pretended all the time right? Aidene surely wouldn't know that they were real just by Brook mentioning something.
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╔══════════════╗ Where: School, the road, headed home With Whom: Aidene Thinking about: Those cookies. Brook Description: 4'0" tall with brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing: Tan frilly shirt, bright purple skirt OOC:
✄Aɪᴅᴇɴᴇ Aᴢᴜʀᴀ Kɪᴇʀᴀɴ ten years old || Godric's Hollow Elementary student || pureblood _______________
Yes! Aidene grinned when Brook Knapp--why was that familiar?--said she knew the house off the top of her head--and she lived next door. Why really was that familiar now? But for now, Aidene felt like she had run into just the right NPC to initiate the next cutscene. All she had to do was follow. And craft more cookies. But of course.
Of course, then Brook started rambling about a Rhea and a Jonah? This infodump was coming so fast it wouldn’t even make it into her lore book tonight. Okay so Mr. Chance’s mystery cottage was taken by the Mother of the Gods and her brother, guy who got eaten by a Whale. Whale-boy went to some Hogshead place--Aidene jumped for a moment here, excited Brook had said Hogwarts, which would mean they were magical. But no, some other hog-named school. Anyways Gods-Mother went to some other school. And their mom did star stuff--that was cool, Aunt Elysia would probably like that-- and could possibly give her some baking quests.
If only she said Hogwarts, Aidene thought disappointedly. Aidene knew Mr. Chance was magical after all, so the Gods-Mother girl could probably be. But maybe Mr. Chance’s child had been like Daddy and they didn’t have magic anymore. Or maybethey were magical and this was all a giant initiation process before Brook would talk to her about it. Despite all of that, Aidene didn’t even flinch learning that Gods-Mother didn’t go to school here. Floo worked for squibs too. Nothing suspicious at all there.
”Sure,” she agreed easily to hanging out at Brook’s house. She still didn’t know how much magic the people of Godric’s Hollow knew about, but if it was anything like Scarborough, she couldn't say anything. Maybe hanging around Brook would tell her what was normal for them at least. ”I have to be home by 5:30, but we have a few hours to play.” She paused, thinking about how to start. Usually when she played with her dad or aunt they had a story going, like an episode. She figured the same idea would work here. Now they were headed towards Brook’s house, so maybe something that would explain why they were travelling?
”Run!” she suddenly cried, glancing behind them in panic. ”Hurry! The demen--demons somehow found us!” She tugged Brook along the path, glancing over her shoulder again. Abruptly she held her hand out behind her ”I’ll hold them off! Get to the safe house! Fire!” she called, taking a firm stance even as she said it and willing her magic not to do anything. She waited a beat--hopefully not too long that it would be weird but enough to confirm that nothing indeed had caught on fire-- before whirling back to Brook.
_______________ settingGodric's Hollow, routing towards the Knapp House || with Brook || outfitshort sailor uniform || status Playing!
_______________ //OOC: I kinda love that these are two pureblood kids thinking the other is a muggle.
Stefan Lee Salvatore
𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒_____________ 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒________________ 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒_________________ 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁𝓈 𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒______________ 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓏𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑒. 🥢 "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran, cover by Celtic Woman
