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Off to one side of the lake is a copse of trees that arch so high up in the sky, it's nearly impossible to see where their leafy tops end. But at the bottom of one is a rope ladder and a winding wooden staircase that wraps around the thickest trunk of the trees and leads up into the sky.
If you dare to ascend the ladder or the staircase, you'll be rewarded by entering the Giant Treehouse, which looks something like a cross between a log cabin and a miniature Hogwarts castle. The treehouse has a large veranda with rocking chairs on it and is completely surrounding and supported by the trunks of at least three trees, so it feels fairly stable even though it's suspended waaaaaaaaaay up in the air. The inside of the treehouse contains a few empty rooms, a tower, and a loft, but there are pillows and blankets, spare bits of parchment, ink and quills, and a bucket on a rope and pulley that goes all the way to the bottom of the tree. The treehouse looks (and smells!) brand-new, with nice new windows and fairy lights that illuminate the treehouse at dusktime.
No one said Williamson didn't still have the heart of a kid sometimes. He built this just for you.
And don't wory about falling out of the treehouse; there are a LOT of spells protecting and supporting the giant treehouse. If you were to fall from the treehouse or its platform, your fall would be slowed by magic. Plus, the ground below the treehouse has been charmed to feel like the equivalent of a squishy gym mat. Be careful though; too much horseplay will result in the grumpy groundskeeper shutting things down or turning this into his personal fort where kids can't find him.
Valencia laughed lightly. "When was the last time you were mad at me for more than five minutes?" She couldn't recall. They were pretty good at talking things out and anger wasn't usually involved in that process.
She nodded encouragingly. Yes. Her work in progress. Always learning. Just what she'd always wanted.
"Mmm..." she said thoughtfully. "Porch swing for the porch, one of those nice bench ones made of dark wood. Regular swing for the yard. Hammock for the reading nook."
Royse looked thoughtful for a moment. When was the last time he had been mad at her for an extended period of time? He shook his head "You know...I honestly don't think I've ever been mad at you for any length of time. You've been mad at me but, I kind of find it hot so it never bothers me. Which probably only serves to frustrate you more." He chuckled and pulled out his diary and his colored pens.
Hearing her though he laughed, "So, all the swings? I can get on board with that. And a tire swing for the tree."
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Kale had spent loads of time this term laying low, which was sort of the antithesis of his sing loud and proud kinda personality, but it was safer to be subtle. Or as subtle as a Kale could manage. Which meant that he had become really, super into hidden away places. Hooded dudes didn’t know the castle as well as the students did. That, at least, was an advantage for his peers.
So Kale went to one of his usual hiding spots, lookin’ at you treehouse, to have a good daydream about Judy Garland when he happened upon a Tavie. OCTAVIA! Omigod. He kept forgetting. With everything else going on this term, seeing Tavie was like the dopest surprise whenever he caught a glance of her in classes.
And now that they had no hooded dudes to ruin their moment—ugh, buttheads— Kale threw himself at the pile of blankets with a Tavie gooey center. “Octavia!” he squealed.
She didn't SEE him at first. She was too busy reading the notes in the margins of the potions book to fully process that it was Kale in this part of the treehouse with her and not another student passing by. But when he squealed, she knew. She KNEW. That was only a sound Kale could make.
"Kale!" Hehe. She had just enough time to close her book and give him a little room before he was in the pile of blankets with her. Giggling delightfully, she wiggled around enough to make room for him to squish in RIGHT beside her. "Fancy seeing you here." She didn't give him much time to join her because she was already pulling him into a squishy hug. She MISSED him.
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She didn't SEE him at first. She was too busy reading the notes in the margins of the potions book to fully process that it was Kale in this part of the treehouse with her and not another student passing by. But when he squealed, she knew. She KNEW. That was only a sound Kale could make.
"Kale!" Hehe. She had just enough time to close her book and give him a little room before he was in the pile of blankets with her. Giggling delightfully, she wiggled around enough to make room for him to squish in RIGHT beside her. "Fancy seeing you here." She didn't give him much time to join her because she was already pulling him into a squishy hug. She MISSED him.
He was so down for cuddles. He wasn't the King of Cuddles, that distinction went to every Hufflepuff with fantastic hair, but he was a pretty decent cuddler himself. Like, he coulda gone pro if he didn't blow his knee out. Ah, the paths not taken.
Hehe. ANYWAY, he snugged riiiiight up to Tavie and played with her hair. It had gotten shiner since the last time he had played with it, did she know? He told her. And added, "Not that your hair game wasn't great before." That was the last thing he wanted her to take away from their conversation.
With another squish, he said, "I'm sooo glad you're back. Nobody else appreciates pretty people like you."
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He was so down for cuddles. He wasn't the King of Cuddles, that distinction went to every Hufflepuff with fantastic hair, but he was a pretty decent cuddler himself. Like, he coulda gone pro if he didn't blow his knee out. Ah, the paths not taken.
Hehe. ANYWAY, he snugged riiiiight up to Tavie and played with her hair. It had gotten shiner since the last time he had played with it, did she know? He told her. And added, "Not that your hair game wasn't great before." That was the last thing he wanted her to take away from their conversation.
With another squish, he said, "I'm sooo glad you're back. Nobody else appreciates pretty people like you."
One of Kale's many fine qualities was that he was a GREAT cuddler. Ugh, she had missed his cuddles so much when she was being homeschooled last term. All her cuddle buddies. How had she even survived? "Thanks! I changed my shampoo and conditioner!" She was going for more tropical scents because they were her faaaavorites and they made her hair so soft!
Oh. My. Gosh. Speaking of pretty people. She stared up at the ceiling all tangled up in him and blankets. "Have you SEEN all the new faces? They're so pretty! I have to rethink my entire kiss list." Because so many new pretty faces! "We can make new lists and have pretty people watch parties on the weekends." Since they weren't going anywhere.
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One of Kale's many fine qualities was that he was a GREAT cuddler. Ugh, she had missed his cuddles so much when she was being homeschooled last term. All her cuddle buddies. How had she even survived? "Thanks! I changed my shampoo and conditioner!" She was going for more tropical scents because they were her faaaavorites and they made her hair so soft!
Oh. My. Gosh. Speaking of pretty people. She stared up at the ceiling all tangled up in him and blankets. "Have you SEEN all the new faces? They're so pretty! I have to rethink my entire kiss list." Because so many new pretty faces! "We can make new lists and have pretty people watch parties on the weekends." Since they weren't going anywhere.
Whenever a friend dropped a hair care routine, the oldest Trent sibling ate it up. He was really trying to invest in his hair now tha he was growin' it out. He was going for wind swept hero-type, but it was, like, super hard to upkeep. Especially since he was blonde and his hair got dirty reeeeeal quick. Bless Tavie for imparting some knowledge.
ANYWHOODLE.
Kale siiiiiiighed. He was suffering, did she know? "I dunno if I should be kissin' lots of people anymore. I hurt Fifi. And now Meeks is upset. And poor Cece thinks it's all her fault, which it totes isn't." Basically?? Tavie had missed a lot.
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Royse looked thoughtful for a moment. When was the last time he had been mad at her for an extended period of time? He shook his head "You know...I honestly don't think I've ever been mad at you for any length of time. You've been mad at me but, I kind of find it hot so it never bothers me. Which probably only serves to frustrate you more." He chuckled and pulled out his diary and his colored pens.
Hearing her though he laughed, "So, all the swings? I can get on board with that. And a tire swing for the tree."
Valencia laughed lightly. "Yes. Very infuriating. But that's your usual." she joked. She peeked over his shoulder. "Another point for me? Because I'm always winning." Poor him and his tally on the scoreboard.
She nodded in agreement. "Yes, of course. It would be entirely foolish to put a tire swing anywhere else."
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Valencia laughed lightly. "Yes. Very infuriating. But that's your usual." she joked. She peeked over his shoulder. "Another point for me? Because I'm always winning." Poor him and his tally on the scoreboard.
She nodded in agreement. "Yes, of course. It would be entirely foolish to put a tire swing anywhere else."
Royse smirked and looked at her. "Well if I wasn't in my usual form you would think something was wrong. Right?" He looked down at his notebook and opened it. "Well that wasn't what I was going to do but...sure. You win this round batman." Royse flipped to the tally page and added a blue tally in her box. Unlike last year the balance between the tally marks appeared to be drastically in her favor. Hmmm.
"Very foolish indeed. I think I need to earn more tally marks..." Deciding to count them he frowned as he got to the number. How was she that far ahead. Rude.
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Royse smirked and looked at her. "Well if I wasn't in my usual form you would think something was wrong. Right?" He looked down at his notebook and opened it. "Well that wasn't what I was going to do but...sure. You win this round batman." Royse flipped to the tally page and added a blue tally in her box. Unlike last year the balance between the tally marks appeared to be drastically in her favor. Hmmm.
"Very foolish indeed. I think I need to earn more tally marks..." Deciding to count them he frowned as he got to the number. How was she that far ahead. Rude.
Valencia nodded. "Oh definitely. I get suspicious when you're things like nice." She cracked a smile at the tally marks. She was winning, as she should be. All was good in the world.
Beammmm.
"I think that means you actually need to win more. Good luck with that."
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Whenever a friend dropped a hair care routine, the oldest Trent sibling ate it up. He was really trying to invest in his hair now tha he was growin' it out. He was going for wind swept hero-type, but it was, like, super hard to upkeep. Especially since he was blonde and his hair got dirty reeeeeal quick. Bless Tavie for imparting some knowledge.
ANYWHOODLE.
Kale siiiiiiighed. He was suffering, did she know? "I dunno if I should be kissin' lots of people anymore. I hurt Fifi. And now Meeks is upset. And poor Cece thinks it's all her fault, which it totes isn't." Basically?? Tavie had missed a lot.
When Tavie was being homeschooled last year she wrote her friends almost every DAY. So in a peripheral sense, she knew what had been up with most of her friends. But that wasn't the same as being here. She still felt completely out of the loop. She still felt like a bad friend for not being here when they needed her.
BUT she was here now. And apparently she was still missing stuff? Tavie cuddle her friend. "What happened? Who'd you kiss to break all those hearts?" Most of which belonged to her closest friends. Sigh.
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Kale coulda sworn he just went though all the names. Hullo. Earth to Tavie-Tav-Tav. Welp, she was still adjusting so Kale could forgive the confusion. He repeated himself slowly, “Phoebe, Meeks and Cece.” Those people had been totally kissed on and now he had totally ruined everything.
Cuz Kale Trent was a ruiner apparently.
With a groan fit for, like, the grandest stage in the world, Kale squished Tavie and continued. He said, “Fi told me she didn’t wanna kiss me anymore cuz she was catching serious feelings. And then Meeks told me that both Fi and Cece had B I G feelings about me. Which turned out to be, like, not strictly true. And Cece confronted Meeks about it. Who got mad and isn’t talking to anybody anymore. And now Cece feels guilty. And it’s all a mess, bro.” Who would’ve thought kissing a group of friends would’ve been complicated? Not Kale.
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Oh he was only kissing those three. That maybe made things easier. Maybe. It was still Fi and Cece. That did NOT make things easier at all.
"Maybe." And this was a wild maybe. "Maybe take a break with snogging anyone until this mess is cleaned up." She brushed back his beautiful hair. Tavie KNEW that was like, the biggest ask of all the asks ever but he had a MESS that needed to be cleaned up and because it involved her friends (him included) she was going to try and help. "Do you feel the same way about any of them?" The was the first and most important question ever.
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That WAS a wild maybe. Heck. It was a wild and crazy and totes unreasonable maybe. Cuz, like, kissin’ was dope. It made his insides feel like glitter and sparkles and all the good things. And she was asking him to what? Show some self-restraint??
Et tu, Octavia?
The hair petting went a long way in mollifying him, but he was still shook. Down to his bones. The follow-up question didn’t help. It only sent him spiraling into the next crisis. “What d’ya mean?”
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Tavie knew! She KNEW how awesome and totally amazing kissing was but it was getting him in trouble! And with their friends! Two of her closest. That had to be fixed before it could be fun again. Or else more kids would get hurt and one of her most favorite cuddle buddies would feel terrible about it.
It was such a good thing he had a ravenclaw like her as a friend.
"I mean," She kept playing with his hair because they were kindred spirits and hair play was equally as comforting for her as she knew it was for him. "Do you like Fifi and Cece as much as they like you?" Or was all the snogging just for fun? Either way it was okay, but she wanted to know where he stood with all of the feelings.
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”I haven’t kissed Fifi in an age,” Kale practically purred. Promise, he was trying to pay attention and give her question the gravity it deserved, but, Merlin, Tavie was an incredible hair petter. Once the owls were reinstated, he was going to write a letter to her parents complimenting them on their daughter’s excellent petting skills.
OH RIGHT! Her question. “So, like, it was a surprise to me that Meeks said she still feels that way. AND that is even if Meeks is telling the truth. And she isn’t even talking to me now. And Cece is bummed. And I don’t wanna ask Fifi and kick up dust on something if she IS trying to get over it. Cuz...that sounds cruel.” Did she follow??
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"That's a good start" Because still kissing most of them would be a bad thing with all the feelings and hurt going around. And what could she say? She liked physical touch and this was one of the things she was just good at.
Tavie was following, but she also noticed that he was talking in circles, which wasn't out of normal for Kaley. "You didn't awnser my question." She pointed out helpfully mid hair stroke. "If you're still kissing Meeks and Cece you should talk to them both. And you should figure out how you feel about them. That makes a difference." Like if he didn't like them but he liked kissing them he should let them know so they didn't get too attached.
Well. More attached than they already were.
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Kale nearly harrumphed at Tavie’s super sound logic. Ravenclaws. Couldn’t argue with ‘em cuz they just knew better and Octavia Stark knew more than most. She was crazy smart. She knew like a bajillion languages and was super good at all kinds of advanced magic. How could a Kale argue with a Tavie? Answer. He couldn’t.
He didn’t even try. Instead, he nuzzled his head into her hand, silently asking for some scratches, and considered her words. “I mean, I would talk to Meeks. But she isn’t even talking to me right now. Which. Like. Is sorta the problem.”
And just so Octavia didn’t think he was avoiding her question, he tacked on. “But I know how I feel. I just— this term isn’t the time to sort it all out, y’know?”
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"You better not bring him up for LONGER than a month, Nam," she rolled her eyes playfully as she nudged him, moving to hug her knees to her chest as she lay her cheek on top, peering at him through her deeper blue eyes.
Aboli would have liked to know he found that attractive about her. She sometimes her perceived bossiness was too much, or rather that SHE was too much. It DID feel nice just to...talk to Noah about something other than what was going one. It was REFRESHING. Freeing, even. But it still loomed there, in the back of her mind, and when she wasn't paying attention to her facial expressions, she found her mouth reverting to the upside down U shape of worry she had grown accustomed to. "If I need you to save me, I'll let you know," she smiled before closing her eyes and just...taking in his presence.
She could smell his scent if she concentrated enough. He smelled good. Like...a good man smell. "You smell nice. It's comforting." And attractive, but she left that out to keep this moment sweet. And the switch to Korean was nice. Noah was much better at it, but Aboli could at least keep up and do minimal replies in it. "Not sure. But we should stay in Korean whenever we don't want to be understand," she said softly, squeezing his hand back. "What...will your family think? About the lack of contact? They're muggles so...they might not know as much."
HmmmmMmmmm. Places to go...in their fantasy gap year if they made it out of Hogwarts. "New Zealand would be nice...I've actually never been before. It seems warm...and beautiful, if the pictures are anything to go off of," she leaned in and kissed his cheek. "What do you...even want to do after this? After Hogwarts?" Because for the first time, she realized Noah had never really spoken to her about it. She mostly used their time to focus on HER. How selfish she could be.......her heart throbbed with the sudden guilt.
His cheeky smile grew even larger when she proclaimed that he ought not to bring Mr. Dreamy Sexy Eyes Christian up any longer. “Alriiiiiight.” He pouted.
He watched her with awe and admiration as she closed her eyes. She looked so peaceful in this moment and he wished he could have captured this whole memory forever. He knew that he’d want to play it over and over again. Safe. He liked being safe with her.
A dusting of heat touched his cheeks as she said that he smelled nice. He really ought not to blush but whenever she was giving him compliments- he just couldnt help it.
He interlaced his fingers with hers as she spoke in Korean, enjoying the sound of her voice in his native language. There was just something so attractive about her speaking Korean and them sharing the language. It was their secret. “I’m..... My parents won’t notice too much. The last time the school lost contact... Evan wrote letters to all the family members for me. He basically committed a crime- forgery for me- he must really love me. I’m certain Lisa will do that too.” He chuckled, remembering that moment very fondly. He had also been chastised by his younger brother.
He listened to her speak again about New Zealand. “Then let’s make the plan.” He couldn’t think of them possibly not making it out of the castle alive. He needed the happy planning to keep him sane. He did. He needed to think of the future. Her question made him pause.
“I...” Truth be told, he was unsure. “I could see myself dancing but the life of a professional dancer is... difficult.” He wasn’t a great singer like his cousin, Chase, but he was good at Ancient Runes, Magical Creatures, and Potions. “I’m not sure.... I like COMC, Potions, and Runes.... And Arithmancy too. I’m not sure what I could do with that... Maybe I could be a Professor?”
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This treehouse was easily one of Ivy's favorite places this term. It was the perfect place for almost anything: hanging out with friends, completing homework, even taking a nap considering there were blankets pillows provided.
It was also, in her humble opinion, a fantastic place for taking photos, and that was unfortunate.
Ever since she'd found out about what happened to Cooper and his camera earlier in the term, Ivy had been afraid to use hers even once. She kept it with her at all times, usually in her bag but sometimes in an enchanted cloak pocket, just so she knew it was safe, and there it stayed, never being brought out once to snap a photo.
And it frustrated her.
There was still the art room for her other creative endeavors in painting, and she had taken up journaling and found that to be helpful in expressing herself. But neither was a real replacement for photography.
Plopping down into one of the rocking chairs, Ivy set her bag next to her on the floor and let her eyes scan her surroundings, imagining not for the first time the different angles she might try if she were capturing this place in photographs. It would be particularly stunning at sunset and dusk, when the fairy lights would light up...
Her camera felt like it was burning a hole in her cloak pocket, and she was trying to resist the urge to pull it out. It wasn't worth the risk...was it?
It almost seemed safe enough. It was high up and mostly hidden among the trees, and she'd never actually seen the hooded group up here herself. Didn't mean they couldn't be, of course, but...it wasn't like there was anything incriminating up here, and even if there was, she couldn't exactly do anything with any pictures she took. They'd thoroughly taken care of any option they had for communicating with anyone, so what was wrong with them taking photos? Why had they done that to Cooper? It still upset her when she thought about it...
Ivy huffed, quickly pulling a textbook out of her bag and flipping through it aimlessly, just trying to keep her hands occupied.
She shouldn't risk it. She shouldn't. And yet...
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Kale nearly harrumphed at Tavie’s super sound logic. Ravenclaws. Couldn’t argue with ‘em cuz they just knew better and Octavia Stark knew more than most. She was crazy smart. She knew like a bajillion languages and was super good at all kinds of advanced magic. How could a Kale argue with a Tavie? Answer. He couldn’t.
He didn’t even try. Instead, he nuzzled his head into her hand, silently asking for some scratches, and considered her words. “I mean, I would talk to Meeks. But she isn’t even talking to me right now. Which. Like. Is sorta the problem.”
And just so Octavia didn’t think he was avoiding her question, he tacked on. “But I know how I feel. I just— this term isn’t the time to sort it all out, y’know?”
And Tavie so happily obliged him, giving him her BEST head scratches. Gosh, he just had the best head of hair, did he know? She could play with it all day long. "Give her time. Most girls just need time before they're ready to talk again." It was obvious to Tavie that Meeks was more upset that Kale was able to explain. She would need a lot of time.
Her hands slowed a little as his words sunk in, but didn't let them stop giving him scalp scratches. "How are you handling thing?" She wasn't going to say what 'things' were if he didn't want her to. At least she was really going to try not to say anything about his father or the treatments he's received in class.
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Quinn paced back and forth in the main room of the treehouse, waiting for Bernie. It felt as though a cold fire was lit in his belly—this was a stupid, stupid, stupid idea.
And yet...
He couldn't sit on this any longer. But... he knew he needed help. Like, actual help from someone who knew what they were doing. Which is why he asked Bernie to meet him here.
His thought process was: she seems nice, he knows her more than several other upperclassmen (though he still wouldn't say he knows her well), and she's a Gryffindor, which means she's brave. Much braver than he is, at least, and he would need some bravery to go along with this. Even if it was his idea.
Quinn had remembered the way Atlas got him to meet at the Astronomy Tower, and he figured that was a pretty good way to go about telling Bernie. Quinn had written a note for her—
Meet in the treehouse
After Potions
IMPORTANT
Don't tell anyone!
—then folded it into an origami ladybug. On the wing he wrote "Open me". During the day he saw Bernie in the hallway, then shoved the ladybug into her hands. "Imadesomethingforyou," he said quickly, then hurried off before she could say anything.
And now, here he was, in the treehouse. He knew that now he had acted on his idea, there was no going back to before the idea, and that made him more nervous than anything. That list that had been intimidating him from inside his trunk for so long was now burning a hole in his pocket. Anyone who simply looked at the list probably wouldn't even think twice about it, but because Quinn knew what it was for, it took on a whole new meaning for him.
He paced and paced and paced, waiting for Bernie to show up and yet half hoping she wouldn't.
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Quinn paced back and forth in the main room of the treehouse, waiting for Bernie. It felt as though a cold fire was lit in his belly—this was a stupid, stupid, stupid idea.
And yet...
He couldn't sit on this any longer. But... he knew he needed help. Like, actual help from someone who knew what they were doing. Which is why he asked Bernie to meet him here.
His thought process was: she seems nice, he knows her more than several other upperclassmen (though he still wouldn't say he knows her well), and she's a Gryffindor, which means she's brave. Much braver than he is, at least, and he would need some bravery to go along with this. Even if it was his idea.
Quinn had remembered the way Atlas got him to meet at the Astronomy Tower, and he figured that was a pretty good way to go about telling Bernie. Quinn had written a note for her—
Meet in the treehouse
After Potions
IMPORTANT
Don't tell anyone!
—then folded it into an origami ladybug. On the wing he wrote "Open me". During the day he saw Bernie in the hallway, then shoved the ladybug into her hands. "Imadesomethingforyou," he said quickly, then hurried off before she could say anything.
And now, here he was, in the treehouse. He knew that now he had acted on his idea, there was no going back to before the idea, and that made him more nervous than anything. That list that had been intimidating him from inside his trunk for so long was now burning a hole in his pocket. Anyone who simply looked at the list probably wouldn't even think twice about it, but because Quinn knew what it was for, it took on a whole new meaning for him.
He paced and paced and paced, waiting for Bernie to show up and yet half hoping she wouldn't.
Weird message but okay, she was intrigued. Bernie had the paper ladybug stuffed into a pocket, and nooooo she hadn't ToLD aNyOnE, and honestly, what was with the boys of this school and thinking she ran her mouth all the time?! Mama didn't raise no snitch is all I'm sayin'....
So, she slowly took the staircase to get up to the top, even though she was THISCLOSE to leaning over the edge and just barfing half the time. She had really wanted to visit this treehouse all year and yet it seemed terrible due to the fact that it was up high in the air and all. Why did treehouses have to exist only in tall trees?! Either way, congratulations and condolences were in order for Quinn, apparently.
She finally got to the veranda part and paused to catch her breath and also her brain, to try to talk herself into remembering that this wasn't that high in the air and she was fine and all that other stuff. She saw Quinn and made her way over to him, though really she was sliding into a rocking chair before she got all the way there. And then slightly scooting that chair and herself in it his-away.
"Right, what's this then?" Berns was perched in the chair and doing her best not to look TOO suspicious of the first year. And also hopefully not looking TOO green as well.
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Weird message but okay, she was intrigued. Bernie had the paper ladybug stuffed into a pocket, and nooooo she hadn't ToLD aNyOnE, and honestly, what was with the boys of this school and thinking she ran her mouth all the time?! Mama didn't raise no snitch is all I'm sayin'....
So, she slowly took the staircase to get up to the top, even though she was THISCLOSE to leaning over the edge and just barfing half the time. She had really wanted to visit this treehouse all year and yet it seemed terrible due to the fact that it was up high in the air and all. Why did treehouses have to exist only in tall trees?! Either way, congratulations and condolences were in order for Quinn, apparently.
She finally got to the veranda part and paused to catch her breath and also her brain, to try to talk herself into remembering that this wasn't that high in the air and she was fine and all that other stuff. She saw Quinn and made her way over to him, though really she was sliding into a rocking chair before she got all the way there. And then slightly scooting that chair and herself in it his-away.
"Right, what's this then?" Berns was perched in the chair and doing her best not to look TOO suspicious of the first year. And also hopefully not looking TOO green as well.
Quinn had been pacing and thinking so hard he hadn't noticed when Bernie arrived. And now she was here, and his nerves were through the roof, but he knew he couldn't just do nothing and run away even though he wanted to. He grabbed onto the rocking chair and dragged her further inside the treehouse (he had gotten some extra strength from his nerves) so as not to be seen—he had made sure beforehand that there was absolutely no one up here with them, but one could never be too sure. With that, he pulled out his wand and cast a quick "Muffliato." on the room, which he had been practicing over and over again specifically for this conversation.
But... now that she was here... how would he even start? It was a strange subject to broach.
"Hi. Uhm... okay.... uh.... so...I.... uh...." he mumbled as he paced, wringing his hands. His mind was tumbling over itself as he tried to find proper words to express what he wanted to say. "Th-there's something I wanted to ask your opinion on, and you have to absolutely one-hundred-percent promise me that you'll never tell anyone ever until we sort it out, okay?"
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Quinn had been pacing and thinking so hard he hadn't noticed when Bernie arrived. And now she was here, and his nerves were through the roof, but he knew he couldn't just do nothing and run away even though he wanted to. He grabbed onto the rocking chair and dragged her further inside the treehouse (he had gotten some extra strength from his nerves) so as not to be seen—he had made sure beforehand that there was absolutely no one up here with them, but one could never be too sure. With that, he pulled out his wand and cast a quick "Muffliato." on the room, which he had been practicing over and over again specifically for this conversation.
But... now that she was here... how would he even start? It was a strange subject to broach.
"Hi. Uhm... okay.... uh.... so...I.... uh...." he mumbled as he paced, wringing his hands. His mind was tumbling over itself as he tried to find proper words to express what he wanted to say. "Th-there's something I wanted to ask your opinion on, and you have to absolutely one-hundred-percent promise me that you'll never tell anyone ever until we sort it out, okay?"
Bernie wasn't in the best of spirits due to the.... madness of this year, but she did perk up and grin a little when Quinn dragged her rocking chair further into the treehouse. It was like a ride! It was fun! And then she tried not to freak out when he did the muffliato thing. Uh. Uh. Uh. Okay. What was this about?!?!
She watched him carefully with her bright blue eyes, and then nodded, a final nod of agreement, on account of how all she had to agree to do was give her opinion and Merlin knew she was never short on those. "Okay, I'll NEVER tell anyone EVER, if you insist."
What, Quinn wasn't going to make her make an unbreakable vow, was he? Also? No offense or anything?
She didn't have anyone to tell anything to ANYWAYS.
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Bernie wasn't in the best of spirits due to the.... madness of this year, but she did perk up and grin a little when Quinn dragged her rocking chair further into the treehouse. It was like a ride! It was fun! And then she tried not to freak out when he did the muffliato thing. Uh. Uh. Uh. Okay. What was this about?!?!
She watched him carefully with her bright blue eyes, and then nodded, a final nod of agreement, on account of how all she had to agree to do was give her opinion and Merlin knew she was never short on those. "Okay, I'll NEVER tell anyone EVER, if you insist."
What, Quinn wasn't going to make her make an unbreakable vow, was he? Also? No offense or anything?
She didn't have anyone to tell anything to ANYWAYS.
Okay. Okay. Okay. It's just a question. It's just a question to be asked that you can't take back and could probably get him killed if it were to ever get out but it's fine it's perfectly fine.
"O-okay, um, I w-was, um..." Quinn was shaking a bit, but he took a deep breath and started over. "I want to start a training session for first years. Maybe even second years. F-for, um... for battle magic. Because... there's no way this term is going to end nicely," though he would never himself incite a rebellion, he knew others might—or, if not, the Alliance could simply turn on the school, "and we are the defenseless ones, and the easiest to threaten, and are a liability on the part of the staff and upperclassmen. B-but if we can prepare ourselves, even a little bit, we can defend ourselves. A-and I, for one, won't be as scared." He let out a shaky breath as he paused.
He pulled out the list from his pocket. "I-I've been doing a lot of reading, and I've found a bunch of spells I thought might be useful and I wrote them down." He brought the list over to her. It started with some pretty basic spells—Levicorpus, Protego, Petrificus Totalus and the like—but it gradually got more advanced—Expecto Patronum, Stupefy, Sectumsempra. "I wanted to ask.... I wanted to know what you thought about it. A-and..... I know that I can't do this by myself. I can't do this with just first and second years. We need someone—or a group—to help us. A-and we would need a place to train. I was thinking about up here, since it was so far away, but we wouldn't be able to have a large group—though I never planned on it being a large group, since that would draw too much attention—but this is still pretty exposed either way. And we would have to plan a schedule, and make sure going to and from training wasn't suspiscious and of course I don't know if we'll be able to get to all these spells since there's so many and—" he broke off, 'Uh, well, that's... that's if you think this is a good idea." He looked at her expectantly. It was all out there now; it was in Bernie's hands. Thinking about it, that was.... a bit of a dilemma he just plopped right into her lap. For her to decide. But he needed a second opinion, someone to say yes or no—he didn't exactly trust himself to make the best decisions all the time. And this was his heftiest one yet.
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Okay. Okay. Okay. It's just a question. It's just a question to be asked that you can't take back and could probably get him killed if it were to ever get out but it's fine it's perfectly fine.
"O-okay, um, I w-was, um..." Quinn was shaking a bit, but he took a deep breath and started over. "I want to start a training session for first years. Maybe even second years. F-for, um... for battle magic. Because... there's no way this term is going to end nicely," though he would never himself incite a rebellion, he knew others might—or, if not, the Alliance could simply turn on the school, "and we are the defenseless ones, and the easiest to threaten, and are a liability on the part of the staff and upperclassmen. B-but if we can prepare ourselves, even a little bit, we can defend ourselves. A-and I, for one, won't be as scared." He let out a shaky breath as he paused.
He pulled out the list from his pocket. "I-I've been doing a lot of reading, and I've found a bunch of spells I thought might be useful and I wrote them down." He brought the list over to her. It started with some pretty basic spells—Levicorpus, Protego, Petrificus Totalus and the like—but it gradually got more advanced—Expecto Patronum, Stupefy, Sectumsempra. "I wanted to ask.... I wanted to know what you thought about it. A-and..... I know that I can't do this by myself. I can't do this with just first and second years. We need someone—or a group—to help us. A-and we would need a place to train. I was thinking about up here, since it was so far away, but we wouldn't be able to have a large group—though I never planned on it being a large group, since that would draw too much attention—but this is still pretty exposed either way. And we would have to plan a schedule, and make sure going to and from training wasn't suspiscious and of course I don't know if we'll be able to get to all these spells since there's so many and—" he broke off, 'Uh, well, that's... that's if you think this is a good idea." He looked at her expectantly. It was all out there now; it was in Bernie's hands. Thinking about it, that was.... a bit of a dilemma he just plopped right into her lap. For her to decide. But he needed a second opinion, someone to say yes or no—he didn't exactly trust himself to make the best decisions all the time. And this was his heftiest one yet.
Well this was a lot. A lot for ol' Berns to process. She quietly took the list from Quinn, nodding as he spoke, nodding a lot actually, her face definitely one of interest.
And concern.
Bernie was definitely a little bit concerned about this plan to help the first and second years. First of all, she never saw herself as being someone who helped out the Kinsay Jameses little kids of the school. It said a lot about her growth and maturity that she was even here in the treehouse, having somewhat faced a fear to get up here. Second of all, if she helped Quinn, this would count as making waves, then? Yes? Yes. This would DIRECTLY be making waves. This would be JUMPING INTO THE POOL in a cannonball, honestly. This would be going against all the advice anyone ever had given her.
And yet....
The fact that he'd come to her? Specifically? Another Muggleborn? An older and wiser and even though she didn't think so good-at-magic Muggleborn? Bernie bit her lip as she looked at the list again, unconsciously starting to rock the chair, thinking and thinking of how best to respond to Quinn. She may or may not have tugged at her own bottom lip as she thought. It didn't take long, though, before she had her answer.
"Yes." She stated finally, the rocking chair stopping as she stood up. "Yes, I'll help you, but I actually think this is a TERRIBLE idea. And yet, that's precisely why we need to do it."
She started pacing too, because it helped her think to walk, you know? Walk and talk. Though she was also cautious and QUIET whilst talking, as she often was when she got an idea. "The spells are good, and I see you mastered muffliato already," though honestly Berns sometimes forgot or doubted the usefulness of that one, "but the real trick will be finding the right location to train... and... and we'll have to set a schedule, so not very many people are out at the same time.... and we'll have to be careful about who we let into our club, because there are some REAL snitches up in Hogwarts..."
And she wasn't talking about the golden flying kind they weren't allowed to use in Flying lessons anymore.
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