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IC date, time, place: Departure from the school courtyard, 10AM sharp on Friday, October 27th.
On this very special morning the school staff and students are assembling in the courtyard on the grounds to travel by portkey to Sweden for a great academic endeavour sponsored by the Hogwarts Board of Governors. With a slight nib in the autumn morning air it's best to pull your coat a little closer and to make sure to have your luggage within sight as the frenzy that always ensues at any departure time intensifies.
Several large boots and some big blankets in an array of colours have been provided by the department of magical transportation for easy departure to Arjeplog, located in the Swedish highlands.
The closer it gets to 10 AM all students and staff chaperons going on the trip assemble around the portkeys with their luggage and within minutes they are whisked away to Sweden, where everyone lands on the green grass in front of the Arjeplog short snout dragon reservation.
When you've gotten the ringing out of your ears and you can orientate yourself in your new surroundings you'll see some dragons flying over the reservation, but what catches your eye are all the noises the Swedish ministry officials are making as they run left and right to get things sorted and some are even trying to get some green and blue stubborn baby dragons to go back to their pens without much success.
Before you've taken many steps towards the dragon reservation gates, a senior man in his 80's with a moleskin dark green coat, a brown beaver hat on his head and orange trousers and shoes suddenly appears out of nowhere out of breath and gasps out a greeting as his ice blue gazes darts from face to face. "Hej, welcome to Sweden and Arjeplog's Swedish Short Snout dragon reservation all Hogwarts students and staff. We are so excited to have all you here. I hope you all will enjoy it here and will have fun as you explore the reservation and its many attractions. We've got dragons and a famous broom race and memorabilia and just dragons and brooms............So most welcome and have a look around!" and then the man turns on his heel and darts off.
OOC: Welcome all students and staff shaperones to the trip! Remember that while the students aren't in the school they are still under adult supervision. Go explore the threads and interact! Rp with people you don't usually post with! Post in here departing and arriving etc but most of all have RP FUN with your characters!
This was Hadley's first time using a portkey, given how she faked being injured to get out of a joint Astronomy, Muggle Studies and Herbology class that used a portkey last year. She had no idea what to expect, especially for poor little Asher. Who, B-T-W, was coming with, because Hads wasn't about to leave him alone for a whole weekend.
Nope.
He needed his Mama. But that didn't make her any less nervous about bringing him along to a dragon preserve. That said however, she had spent the last few weeks training him to ride in her bag and stay there on command. Whenever, they were remotely close to dragons he would be tucked away in the safety of her bag. But for now, he was nestled comfortably in her arms, one hand firmly gripping the nape of his neck. She figured it was safer than being in her bag for magical journey she had no idea what to expect.
Hadley made her way to a portkey, the same one her Knight was stationed at...er, Hirsch. The same one Hirsch was stationed at. Stupid lingering effects from being seven. When they were ready, Hadley cradled Asher in one arm, and secured her grip on the nape of his neck. With her free hand she grabbed the portkey at the same time as everyone else and...Oh, Merlin.
The world lurched around her as her abdomin snapped like a rubber band. Thud! She landed on her back hard, despite the grass and earth being relatively soft. Asher was none-too-happy. She'd lost her grip on him when she landed and he was now frantically trying to get her to cradle him again. When she was finally able to move, she scooped him up, petting him reassuringly as stood up and saw her first dragon ever.
Hadley stood rooted in place and gaped for a long minute. Then she thought of Asher and came hurtling back to her senses as if by portkey. "In the bag right now, Ash." The ferret gave protest as she opened her messenger bag and stuck him in. He was still panicked from the trip and needed comforting. Finally when he realized that Hads was going to keep petting him and comforting him even while he was in the bag, he settled down and curled up contently.
Melbourne Johanson was a little nervous as she made her way to the departure zone. Tugging on the muggle skirt that she had decided to wear she just felt, awkward. Why hadn't she brought warmer tights? No…wait. Those were in her bag still.
The Gryffindor second year was just nervous as she stood there and fiddled with the bag that she had slung over her shoulder. She was ready, excited even to see this whole Swedish adventure…maybe it was because she had Swedish heritage? She gave Hadley a nod before she grabbed one of the portkey’s and waited for the timer to end and the spell to take place.
The nauseous tugging feeling was happening again. She was probably going to look like someone locked her in a wind tunnel after this…or just look positively green. She landed not so badly, well, if you don’t count landing on your feet and then slipping and falling on the ground with a thud a bad landing. Looking around she gulped as she heard the announcement.
D-dragons? That was awesome…but still, they were at a Dragon Reserve. THE dragon reserve her parents had worked last…well, not last-last, but before the one they had disappeared from like a dragon’s breakfast. She was about to ask the man a question when he darted off…darn it.
She wanted to know more about the short snouts…like how dangerous they exactly were. Because she knew her classmates SOME of them would try to go into the enclosure with them.
Still. As she sat there not having gotten up off of the ground and looked around at the dragon reserve she just winced and began to almost wheeze as the fear was setting in. It was only slight, the pressure behind her eyes and in her chest as the dread hit her. Dragons. Sweden. How hadn't she put it together? Why had India signed? Mel gulped and began to simply rock back and forth on the ground for a bit.
It wasn't like it happened here...heck, they still didn't even know what had happened. They just...she just...they hadn't wanted her had they? That was what it was all along. Right? Dragons hadn't...they hadn't. Nope.
She was going to be alright. She knew that but a part of her just wanted to get a big old hug from Hads, Tenacius, and Sammy...a part of her just needed that.
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Skylar was nervous to say the least, which was absurd because it wasn't as if she never traveled before. She had. She'd even seen quidditch matches and though they weren't going to be seeing any this weekend, they would be seeing broom races which was still way cool. She was nervous because this was her first weekend adventure going solo. Though she wasn't particularly solo, as she had adult supervision and her classmates, she was solo in that it wasn't a family vacation. Yes Noah was going to be there someplace, but that was it.
Clutching her bag at her side, the first year approached one of the portkeys and waited for the okay before touching it and being whisked off the Sweden.
Dizzy and she was going to throw up. That's how she felt upon being thrown from the portkey into the foreign land of Sweden. Closing her eyes, she willed herself to try not to throw up.
Because the last thing she needed was smelling like vomit for the whole weekend, even if there were adults there who could take the stench away with just a casual wand flick. But still, if she could avoid nausea, she should. And she almost did...
For about a minute, until she doubled over and just let it out. There, now she could take in the surrealness of being in Sweden! On a DRAGON RESERVATION, apparently!
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Melbourne Johanson was a little nervous as she made her way to the departure zone. Tugging on the muggle skirt that she had decided to wear she just felt, awkward. Why hadn't she brought warmer tights? No…wait. Those were in her bag still.
The Gryffindor second year was just nervous as she stood there and fiddled with the bag that she had slung over her shoulder. She was ready, excited even to see this whole Swedish adventure…maybe it was because she had Swedish heritage? She gave Hadley a nod before she grabbed one of the portkey’s and waited for the timer to end and the spell to take place.
The nauseous tugging feeling was happening again. She was probably going to look like someone locked her in a wind tunnel after this…or just look positively green. She landed not so badly, well, if you don’t count landing on your feet and then slipping and falling on the ground with a thud a bad landing. Looking around she gulped as she heard the announcement.
D-dragons? That was awesome…but still, they were at a Dragon Reserve. THE dragon reserve her parents had worked last…well, not last-last, but before the one they had disappeared from like a dragon’s breakfast. She was about to ask the man a question when he darted off…darn it.
She wanted to know more about the short snouts…like how dangerous they exactly were. Because she knew her classmates SOME of them would try to go into the enclosure with them.
Still. As she sat there not having gotten up off of the ground and looked around at the dragon reserve she just winced and began to almost wheeze as the fear was setting in. It was only slight, the pressure behind her eyes and in her chest as the dread hit her. Dragons. Sweden. How hadn't she put it together? Why had India signed? Mel gulped and began to simply rock back and forth on the ground for a bit.
It wasn't like it happened here...heck, they still didn't even know what had happened. They just...she just...they hadn't wanted her had they? That was what it was all along. Right? Dragons hadn't...they hadn't. Nope.
She was going to be alright. She knew that but a part of her just wanted to get a big old hug from Hads, Tenacius, and Sammy...a part of her just needed that.
Marsha was excited. Not only was she getting to visit Sweden, she was getting to go with VINCE on a trip to see DRAGONS and a BROOM RACE. Basically, it was the best thing ever.... Especially since it was ALSO so close to Halloween. What wasn't there to love?
As they moved out to the grounds, she tried to hold back her bouncing steps as she tried not to climb up some walls or trees or Vince (since he was SO tall) in excitement. Not that it worked, but at least she was TRYING. That counted for something... right? Moving a little here and there was muuuuuuuuch less distracting than full on running around; which, lets face it... Marsha Hanover was fully capable of.
As the counter started, she squeed a little and made sure to hold onto the portkey as it departed Scotland and transported them to Sweden. URGH. Awful thing. Awful, horrible, rubbish, sickening thing. Standing still, she kept her eyes closed until she thought she would be able to open them without being sick. She realllly didn't want to be sick. However, her balance was regained quick enough so she opened her eyes and began to look around.
So.... This was Sweden.
..............
AWESOME.
She listened to the man giving them their welcome - since she was too small to actually see him - before she turned to look around the group. She wanted to find Vince and Lance, or maybe Bella or Kelly - but before she even got that far she turned slightly more to see her cousin on the ground.
.................. On the ground and rocking?
That... That wasn't Melon. Frowning, she slipped through the crowd of students to get to her before she crouched down in front of her. "Melon? ... Mel, are you okay?" Was it a traveling thing, or a home sickness thing? Or was it something else? She tried to rack her brain, thinking about anything that Uncle Thunder had told her about Mel that could explain the rocking... but she was coming up blank. Hopefully Mel would tell her so that she could help.
Just Dante luck that he appeared right when someone was puking their guts out. You had to know they would be using a portkey to get to here right? It did not effect Dante that much. Just that weird feeling you get when you portkey. Other than that he was feeling fine. Apparating was weirder for him by far. Which was still something he wanted to learn this year. Oh well its not like she puked on him. Nope it was a chaperons job to handle that. Dante was just going to look around and enjoy his first trip to Sweden. The dragons were just an added bonus.
Now what was that old man doing. Oh he was the welcoming committee .
Nice
So anyway where was the people he knew. All he saw where younger kids so far.
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Her mother was a genius. Kye made her way down to the departing area with a little bounce in her step. She felt light as a feather, watching everyone with their luggage. Kye carried with her a bag that looked like it had no more than the day's bare necessities in it. Her mother had sent it, along with her permission skip and a letter explaining that there was an extending charm on it so that she could fit what she needed and keep it with her at all times. It was perfect, because Kye didn't want to be separated from her things, but she also didn't want to be stuck lugging anything around Sweden! She wanted to enjoy Sweden.
She looked around to see what the next step here was. She felt a bit warm in these Muggle clothes, but she knew she only had to stick it out for the weekend... and she was banking on it being much colder in Sweden. She had only been there once, but it was beautiful, and it was freezing.
Ooh, Portkeys.
She had not used a Portkey before, only Floo Powder (which she wasn't the biggest fan of). She went up to one, and she was on her way. BOOM. Sweden.
And the first thing she sees? Sky. No, not that Sky. Skylar. Puking. Beautiful. Kye approached the queasy girl. "Scourgify... You all right?" she asked.
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Unlike some of the students here on this trip, Hirsch wasn't nervous in the slightest at the prospect of using a Portkey. In fact, it seemed almost natural, mundane, even, to be travelling this way. He still preferred apparition - or maybe a flying carpet - but since that wouldn't work with international travel, this would have to do.
So, the Defence professor stood by a manly old boot, waiting for the 10am countdown. Haddie got a smile and a nod of his head when she joined him, as did some other students as well. Right now, his main concern was getting the students to the correct location safely, along with the other staff chaperones coming along.
When the time came, the man gave out a small warning to clutch into the boot - yes, okay, ignore how old it looked - and off they went! This wasn't his first time travelling by Portkey so while he did feel slightly sick with travelling, at least he maintained some level of cool and chill when he landed with a THUD on his feet.
And will you look at that? There were dragons flying overhead! Dragons! It was as if his inner little boy excitement was about to come out at the sight of those.
But then they were interrupted. While the Swedish representative in odd clothing - he had thoughts - started speaking to them, the professor busied himself with counting up the students who had made it so far. Typical chaperoning behaviour, really. Besides, the last thing he wanted were angry letters from parents about him losing their little darlings in a trip to visit dragons.
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Skylar was nervous to say the least, which was absurd because it wasn't as if she never traveled before. She had. She'd even seen quidditch matches and though they weren't going to be seeing any this weekend, they would be seeing broom races which was still way cool. She was nervous because this was her first weekend adventure going solo. Though she wasn't particularly solo, as she had adult supervision and her classmates, she was solo in that it wasn't a family vacation. Yes Noah was going to be there someplace, but that was it.
Clutching her bag at her side, the first year approached one of the portkeys and waited for the okay before touching it and being whisked off the Sweden.
Dizzy and she was going to throw up. That's how she felt upon being thrown from the portkey into the foreign land of Sweden. Closing her eyes, she willed herself to try not to throw up.
Because the last thing she needed was smelling like vomit for the whole weekend, even if there were adults there who could take the stench away with just a casual wand flick. But still, if she could avoid nausea, she should. And she almost did...
For about a minute, until she doubled over and just let it out. There, now she could take in the surrealness of being in Sweden! On a DRAGON RESERVATION, apparently!
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Her mother was a genius. Kye made her way down to the departing area with a little bounce in her step. She felt light as a feather, watching everyone with their luggage. Kye carried with her a bag that looked like it had no more than the day's bare necessities in it. Her mother had sent it, along with her permission skip and a letter explaining that there was an extending charm on it so that she could fit what she needed and keep it with her at all times. It was perfect, because Kye didn't want to be separated from her things, but she also didn't want to be stuck lugging anything around Sweden! She wanted to enjoy Sweden.
She looked around to see what the next step here was. She felt a bit warm in these Muggle clothes, but she knew she only had to stick it out for the weekend... and she was banking on it being much colder in Sweden. She had only been there once, but it was beautiful, and it was freezing.
Ooh, Portkeys.
She had not used a Portkey before, only Floo Powder (which she wasn't the biggest fan of). She went up to one, and she was on her way. BOOM. Sweden.
And the first thing she sees? Sky. No, not that Sky. Skylar. Puking. Beautiful. Kye approached the queasy girl. "Scourgify... You all right?" she asked.
...............
And then this happened.
This was something he should've expected, really, given that travel sickness was a norm when it came to Portkey travel. But that didn't stop the Defence professor from pulling a face at the sight of the vomit. Sorry, Miss Diggory, but it really was disgusting.
Leaving Miss Hanover to deal with Miss Johansson, Hirsch swiftly made his way over to the first year, just as Miss Atwater dealt with the mess. Bending down, he said softly, "Miss Diggory? Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?"
Pause. "And thank you for clearing up, Miss Atwater." Smile.
And yes, Dante, you're trusted to take care of yourself. Enjoy?
Cornelius was ready and p-u-m-p-e-d for this. He had crossed off the days in his calendar that led to this weekend. His mum had sent him a backpack with everything the permission slip detailed, as well as extra provisions he might need. You see, his mum loved him lots, he was the light in her eyes, and wanted him to always be prepared. Cornelius rather liked being prepared.
Bouncing into the courtyard, clad in the latest coat, jeans and boots, he reached the crowd of students and professors. Look at his new things, his mum got them from him. He didn't have time to voice that as they were suddenly told it was time to go. Quickly, he reached out for one of the portkeys and WHOOSH. Off they were.
Moments later the Slytherin boy landed on his feet, body wobbling as he regained his balance. He was good. "Wooh, we--"
Someone vomited and...
"Ugh, some of it got on my boots!" Cornelius jumped backwards, arms flailing to keep himself balanced. Body was not coordinated yet!
Marsha was excited. Not only was she getting to visit Sweden, she was getting to go with VINCE on a trip to see DRAGONS and a BROOM RACE. Basically, it was the best thing ever.... Especially since it was ALSO so close to Halloween. What wasn't there to love?
As they moved out to the grounds, she tried to hold back her bouncing steps as she tried not to climb up some walls or trees or Vince (since he was SO tall) in excitement. Not that it worked, but at least she was TRYING. That counted for something... right? Moving a little here and there was muuuuuuuuch less distracting than full on running around; which, lets face it... Marsha Hanover was fully capable of.
As the counter started, she squeed a little and made sure to hold onto the portkey as it departed Scotland and transported them to Sweden. URGH. Awful thing. Awful, horrible, rubbish, sickening thing. Standing still, she kept her eyes closed until she thought she would be able to open them without being sick. She realllly didn't want to be sick. However, her balance was regained quick enough so she opened her eyes and began to look around.
So.... This was Sweden.
..............
AWESOME.
She listened to the man giving them their welcome - since she was too small to actually see him - before she turned to look around the group. She wanted to find Vince and Lance, or maybe Bella or Kelly - but before she even got that far she turned slightly more to see her cousin on the ground.
.................. On the ground and rocking?
That... That wasn't Melon. Frowning, she slipped through the crowd of students to get to her before she crouched down in front of her. "Melon? ... Mel, are you okay?" Was it a traveling thing, or a home sickness thing? Or was it something else? She tried to rack her brain, thinking about anything that Uncle Thunder had told her about Mel that could explain the rocking... but she was coming up blank. Hopefully Mel would tell her so that she could help.
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Unlike some of the students here on this trip, Hirsch wasn't nervous in the slightest at the prospect of using a Portkey. In fact, it seemed almost natural, mundane, even, to be travelling this way. He still preferred apparition - or maybe a flying carpet - but since that wouldn't work with international travel, this would have to do.
So, the Defence professor stood by a manly old boot, waiting for the 10am countdown. Haddie got a smile and a nod of his head when she joined him, as did some other students as well. Right now, his main concern was getting the students to the correct location safely, along with the other staff chaperones coming along.
When the time came, the man gave out a small warning to clutch into the boot - yes, okay, ignore how old it looked - and off they went! This wasn't his first time travelling by Portkey so while he did feel slightly sick with travelling, at least he maintained some level of cool and chill when he landed with a THUD on his feet.
And will you look at that? There were dragons flying overhead! Dragons! It was as if his inner little boy excitement was about to come out at the sight of those.
But then they were interrupted. While the Swedish representative in odd clothing - he had thoughts - started speaking to them, the professor busied himself with counting up the students who had made it so far. Typical chaperoning behaviour, really. Besides, the last thing he wanted were angry letters from parents about him losing their little darlings in a trip to visit dragons.
...............
And then this happened.
This was something he should've expected, really, given that travel sickness was a norm when it came to Portkey travel. But that didn't stop the Defence professor from pulling a face at the sight of the vomit. Sorry, Miss Diggory, but it really was disgusting.
Leaving Miss Hanover to deal with Miss Johansson, Hirsch swiftly made his way over to the first year, just as Miss Atwater dealt with the mess. Bending down, he said softly, "Miss Diggory? Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?"
Pause. "And thank you for clearing up, Miss Atwater." Smile.
And yes, Dante, you're trusted to take care of yourself. Enjoy?
Melbourne wasn’t really expecting anyone to notice her little mental breakdown there in front of the dragon reserve. It wasn’t something she was trying to advertise really hi…dragons sometimes make me feel unstable wasn’t something she’d ever advertise to anyone. Still when she heard her nickname coming from Marsha she couldn’t help but smile back at her. “H-h…hi-hey.” She gulped and looked up at Marsha and was about to say something when she heard Professor Hirsch ask if she and….oooooh Diggory were okay. She’d give Diggory some help later.
“I’m…I’ll be alright sir,” she nodded to the Professor as she shifted and stood up before giving Marsha a hug. “Its…just hard with the dragons? My…parents this was the last place dragon reserve I went to with them before they…” she shrugged and moved her hands in a way that pantomimed the great disappearing act “poof.” Yep.
Because no one had ever found anything from it, “we…but thank you Sha,” she smiled up at her. “And thanks for the hug…or allowing me to hug you” she was a little flushed cheeked. “I also uh…my bum hurt there for a bit” she whispered to Marsha because that was the truth.
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While portkeys were far from Esme's favourite form of travel she was still beyond excited to be heading to Sweden. There was no way that she would have ever turned down this opportunity; to have done so would be insane.
Saying hello to Professor Hirsch and her fellow students, she waited as patiently as possible for the departure time and braced herself for the unpleasant sensation that she was going to experience in moments. It was never pleasant though she somehow managed to keep herself composed despite that. Besides slightly lurching forward she landed without a hitch. Didn't seem like one of the younger students (Skylar) had fared as well. Others were helping her, so Esme didn't think that she could offer much more assistance.
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Kaycee wasn't really into dragons or brooms. But she was into traveling and wouldn't miss out on an opportunity to get out of the castle. Plus, even if she wasn't in to it, it was kind of cool to be here.
She was hoping something amazing would happen. Boyfriends expected stories after field trips.
She walked slowly through the crowd. She was used to portkeys and wanted to make sure that anyone that *ahem* didn't fair quite as well were being helped.
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Evie had wanted ask what a port key was ever since she saw the information about the field trip, she had immediately sent the permission form to her mother and to her surprise her mother had agreed. Arriving in the courtyard before departure time Evie held on to her luggage and waited. She was very nervous about going on her first field trip here.
Soon everyone was there including the chaperones and they yelled for everyone to grab the object in front of them, doing so she quickly was regretting that decision. As she landed, thudding on the ground she promptly started dry heaving and throwing up. GREAT! Really great Evie! The brunette thought to herself. Here she was making a fool of herself. Soon she was back on her feet and realized that someone was talking to the group as a whole. She stilled and listened carefully through his thick accent, and then she saw them. DRAGONS! Her eyes widened and she gasped as she watched them flying. The small girl was enthralled with the creatures immediately.
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Sora wasn't a huge fan of portkey either. Believe it or not, she preferred long-exhausting international flight a-la muggle rather than this.
But at some time, she had to use this type of transportation. Just like today when she was asked to be the chaperon for this field trip. She had heard about the famous broom racing and dragon reservations in this place. Her daughter would be so envy about this since she was into dragons... That reminded her she needed to get something for her.
Landed not-so smoothly, the divination professor looked around to see if there's something that needed her attention. "Everything okay here, Professor Hirsch?" She spoke to the Defense Professor.
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Cornelius was ready and p-u-m-p-e-d for this. He had crossed off the days in his calendar that led to this weekend. His mum had sent him a backpack with everything the permission slip detailed, as well as extra provisions he might need. You see, his mum loved him lots, he was the light in her eyes, and wanted him to always be prepared. Cornelius rather liked being prepared.
Bouncing into the courtyard, clad in the latest coat, jeans and boots, he reached the crowd of students and professors. Look at his new things, his mum got them from him. He didn't have time to voice that as they were suddenly told it was time to go. Quickly, he reached out for one of the portkeys and WHOOSH. Off they were.
Moments later the Slytherin boy landed on his feet, body wobbling as he regained his balance. He was good. "Wooh, we--"
Someone vomited and...
"Ugh, some of it got on my boots!" Cornelius jumped backwards, arms flailing to keep himself balanced. Body was not coordinated yet!
"Everything okay, Mr. Baltazar?" Sora asked the Slytherin boy when she noticed him jumped backwards.
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Fiyero was excited. He didn't know what was better, going on his first Hogwarts field trip or going somewhere he'd never been before! He bounced on his toes, craning his neck to see over the taller student. He assumed they must be travelling by portkey... either that or someone had left a lot of garbage lying around.
He grabbed onto the nearest object with one hand, while the other tightly clutched his camera to his chest. He'd only just gotten it back from the repair shop after he'd cracked the lens in Herbology class. He wasn't taking any chances on it breaking again before he had a chance to use it!
Suddenly everything spun, and Fiyero felt like he was falling. The spinning stopped just as quickly as it came, and the next thing he knew, he was flat on his back staring up at the sky. He picked himself up, brushing the dirt off his clothes, and saw, to his relief, that his camera remained intact.
He supposed all those Quidditch matches he'd attended with his cousins came in handy... if nothing else, they made him more used to portkey travel. He didn't really feel queasy, just a little dizzy. He took a step back and immediately wobbled, whacking his head on a tree.
Still, he'd fared better than most. As he looked around, he saw that his fellow first-year Gryfindor Evie hadn't been so lucky. "You ok, Evie?"he asked, realizing what a stupid question it was only after he said it. "Here, drink some of this if you can." He offered her his water bottle. "You'll feel better soon."
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It wasn’t as if she entirely distrusted the other staff members, although Brooklyn still hadn’t entirely made her decision about the new Divination professor. She just figured that she trusted Professor Hirsch to get them there in one piece. Even though she’d managed to portkey all on her own over the summer, when she’d gone to meet Kali in Miami. Obviously there was a reason they had professors going along, not only due to the fact there were younger students going on the trip. She didn’t begrudge the first years for their choice to go to Sweden with the rest of them. She would have herself, but then she’d gone to Loch Ness when she’d been younger. Dragons on a reservation couldn’t be any more dangerous than the Loch Ness monster, She expected there would be reserve workers and officials once they arrived anyhow.
Portkey travel in itself was still not her favorite way of transport. Side-along Apparition, or solo Apparition once they decided she could learn it, was likely her favorite, but then portkeys were easier with large groups. Even she knew that. Besides, it was easy to hide any discomfort she’d gotten from the arrival by making sure her luggage was all intact. Not to mention there was already vomit to avoid. And possibly Dante, if he was going to try anything.
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This must be the singular MOST AWESOME fieldtrip Tenacius has attended during his entire short stay at Hogwarts.
Because DRAGON RESERVE. Because SWEDEN the MOTHERLAND. This trip has TENACIUS SALANDER written all over it wooohoooo!!!
The Curly Top landed with a thud squarely on his feet-- all those trips with Mom to Germany really paid off, although of course his stomach still felt queasy. But if he focuses on his surroundings that always distracts him from the after effects of portkeying-- and a good thing too. He can be a sympathetic puker, somnething his Professors likely doesn’t need any more of.
But there be dragons Cap'n! Little ones, big ones, Dragon keepers going about in a controlled chaos that is a dragon sanctuary.
But wait theres more!-- Broom races! Ok that’s it, Tenacius wants to do EVERYTHING.
"Come on Ladies shake it off." the Gryffindor hollered at his friends as he bolted for the fun zone.
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"Everything okay, Mr. Baltazar?" Sora asked the Slytherin boy when she noticed him jumped backwards.
The new professor noticed him, which caught him off guard because he hadn't intended to make a show of it. It all just happened so quick that the words spilled out of him.
"Some vomit got on my boots," he mumbled, pointing down at his left foot. It wasn't...so bad? Like--no it was bad. He didn't like vomit. Not even Babe Mallory's and he loved her a whole lot.
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After arguing with herself about whether or not she was actually going to attend this trip or hide out in the Slytherin girls dorm, Hadleigh had finally made her way outside. The sixth year hadn't bothered to tie her hair back choosing to leave it down the small breeze blowing most of it into her face. Not that she noticed. Most of what was happening around her was going unnoticed as she slowly made her way towards one of the Professors not really caring which one just so it wasn't where a certain blonde was. The further she could be from him right now the better.
Hitching the strap of her bag up higher on her shoulder Hady held the strap with one hand her free hand reaching out to take hold of the portkey. This wasn't her preferred form of travel but it wasn't as if she had much choice in the matter. At least she was used to it and knew she wouldn't be getting sick to her stomach upon arrival. With her hand gripping the portkey tightly she felt the strange pulling sensation in her stomach and closed her eyes as everything blurred around her.
Hazel eyes didn't open until her feet touched down on soft grass. Slowly the brunette blinked a few times taking in her surrounding her eyes finding the dragons taking flight nearly instantly. For the longest time she only stood there watching them fly not even fully registering whatever it was the really old man had been saying. Oops. Maybe she should've been paying more attention but right now all that she noticed were the dragons which gave her a few moments peace.
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To bail or not to bail, that was the question. Even though Frankie had signed up for the field trip the moment it was announced, he wasn't so sure that he wanted to go anymore. He knew that she would be among the crowd, and the prefect wanted to do nothing but avoid her like he had been to the best of his ability the past month. The metaphorical wound was still open, and there didn't need to be any salt poured onto it. But the boy managed to talk himself into grab onto a portkey in the end. Arjeplog was a fairly big place, after all. Surely it was big enough for them both to go off and do their own things without any awkward interactions.
The want to vomit was real as soon as they all had landed. But the blond, however, managed to hold it together. Instantly blue eyes scanned the place, taking note of his surroundings. It was a bit chilly, but that he could easily handle. Plus there were dragons flying about and Swedes running around like a bunch of loonies to keep him preoccupied ... and then there was ...
Nope. Frankie's gaze quickly changed when he caught sight of Hady. From the looks of things, she was a bit preoccupied eyeing up the dragons, which the boy hoped gave him plenty of time to flee without being seen. While some old bloke was speaking, his eyes then spotted the red hair that belonged to Brooklyn. The boy would have avoided her too, but these were difficult times and she just happened to be the first person he recognized out of everyone else that was there.
"Come with me," he said with some urgency in his voice, grabbing onto her sleeve. "Now."
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SPOILER!!: Kye, Professor Hirsch, some Cornelius and Esme too!
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Her mother was a genius. Kye made her way down to the departing area with a little bounce in her step. She felt light as a feather, watching everyone with their luggage. Kye carried with her a bag that looked like it had no more than the day's bare necessities in it. Her mother had sent it, along with her permission skip and a letter explaining that there was an extending charm on it so that she could fit what she needed and keep it with her at all times. It was perfect, because Kye didn't want to be separated from her things, but she also didn't want to be stuck lugging anything around Sweden! She wanted to enjoy Sweden.
She looked around to see what the next step here was. She felt a bit warm in these Muggle clothes, but she knew she only had to stick it out for the weekend... and she was banking on it being much colder in Sweden. She had only been there once, but it was beautiful, and it was freezing.
Ooh, Portkeys.
She had not used a Portkey before, only Floo Powder (which she wasn't the biggest fan of). She went up to one, and she was on her way. BOOM. Sweden.
And the first thing she sees? Sky. No, not that Sky. Skylar. Puking. Beautiful. Kye approached the queasy girl. "Scourgify... You all right?" she asked.
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And then this happened.
This was something he should've expected, really, given that travel sickness was a norm when it came to Portkey travel. But that didn't stop the Defence professor from pulling a face at the sight of the vomit. Sorry, Miss Diggory, but it really was disgusting.
Leaving Miss Hanover to deal with Miss Johansson, Hirsch swiftly made his way over to the first year, just as Miss Atwater dealt with the mess. Bending down, he said softly, "Miss Diggory? Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?"
Pause. "And thank you for clearing up, Miss Atwater." Smile.
And yes, Dante, you're trusted to take care of yourself. Enjoy?
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Cornelius was ready and p-u-m-p-e-d for this. He had crossed off the days in his calendar that led to this weekend. His mum had sent him a backpack with everything the permission slip detailed, as well as extra provisions he might need. You see, his mum loved him lots, he was the light in her eyes, and wanted him to always be prepared. Cornelius rather liked being prepared.
Bouncing into the courtyard, clad in the latest coat, jeans and boots, he reached the crowd of students and professors. Look at his new things, his mum got them from him. He didn't have time to voice that as they were suddenly told it was time to go. Quickly, he reached out for one of the portkeys and WHOOSH. Off they were.
Moments later the Slytherin boy landed on his feet, body wobbling as he regained his balance. He was good. "Wooh, we--"
Someone vomited and...
"Ugh, some of it got on my boots!" Cornelius jumped backwards, arms flailing to keep himself balanced. Body was not coordinated yet!
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While portkeys were far from Esme's favourite form of travel she was still beyond excited to be heading to Sweden. There was no way that she would have ever turned down this opportunity; to have done so would be insane.
Saying hello to Professor Hirsch and her fellow students, she waited as patiently as possible for the departure time and braced herself for the unpleasant sensation that she was going to experience in moments. It was never pleasant though she somehow managed to keep herself composed despite that. Besides slightly lurching forward she landed without a hitch. Didn't seem like one of the younger students (Skylar) had fared as well. Others were helping her, so Esme didn't think that she could offer much more assistance.
"Do you want some water?" she asked kindly.
This was exactly why Sky was trying hard to NOT vomit because of all the negative feedback surrounding it. At least her roomie was respectful of it she better be! They had seven years together! and she even mastered the cleaning spell which was even more awesome. She'd have to ask Kye later for some help on that, because she was still struggling it with herself. She had time to master spells though, so why rush?
"I am now." Sky said, trying to collect her breaths as she heard a young slytherin boy exclaim about vomit getting on his boots. Okay, she wasn't okay. She felt SUPER bad for him. But at least she didn't feel sick anymore, because she had a FULL WEEKEND of adventure ahead, so being sent back early for sickness or having to sit out would not have been cool.
Also, how come no one warned her that when people cloistered around you after getting sick, you would get SUPER HOT. Like it was October, in Sweden, which meant you shouldn't be feeling hot. So when another girl approached and offered her water and then Professor Hirsch asked if she wanted sit, "Yes... I do need to sit. And yes I do need water." Because she was feeling very claustrophobic right now.
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When she had first heard about this trip, it sounded amazing! Time out of school going to Sweden! A broom race? Dragons! It all sounded like the perfect way to take her mind off of things and perhaps get to hang out with some of her friends.. But as they time drew closer.. and it was getting closer and closer to December, Azura was having a hard time mustering up the want to go.. Jace wasn't going..
Though she saw Noah's name on the list, so that gave her a bit of comfort.. And Mel and Esme.. so hopefully she would have some people to talk to?
Hopefully!
The tiny near teen moved closer to the Portkeys and after moving around Professor Hirsch, grabbed a hold of the blanket and WHOOSHHHHHH
Oh Sweet Fwoopers..
As soon as she landed, her knees buckled and since her hands were still holding onto the portkey..
BAM! Down she went.. right onto her face.. Her luggage falling over as well..
The ringing in her ears distracted her from her meet up with the ground, but as soon as they cleared.. And she pushed upwards.. She noticed blood dripping onto the ground from her..
Nose.
A gentle hand moved up to touch the appendage and she winced, the movement causing her to wince more.. which then caused her to whimper in pain.. She had broken her nose.
*sigh*
Well, she supposed it was nice to know the old her was in there somewhere? She bit her lip as she looked around for her wand which had gone flying when she fell, but the blood coming from her face and the pain in her nose was making it hard to function properly..
"I'm here!" Kitty announced breezily to everyone as she skipped into the middle of the crowd, her black cape flying. She was wearing long shiny black boots to go with her regular Gothic attire. This was the second time that she had used a portkey, the first time during the joint Astronomy, Muggle Studies and Herbology that happened last year. It had been a strange sensation, but not uncomfortable.
Kitty chose a black boot similar to the ones she was wearing but not as shiny. "Here we go," she said quietly to no one in particular as they huddled around their portkeys. WHOOOOOSH!
And then...
THUD! Kitty stumbled forward and crashed to the ground on her knees. "OOMPH!" That wasn't so bad, she thought to herself as she massaged her knees gingerly. For a few moments she remained in her kneeling position.
SWOOOSH! A large green DRAGON flew nearby, temporarily casting a shadow in their direction. Nearby there were several blue and green baby dragons being put into their pens.
Snap, snap, snap away went Kitty's camera as she took pictures of the dragons and the people running back and forth. "This is awesome!"
Then they were approached by a man in a beaver hat. Kitty smiled shyly from her kneeling position at him but said nothing, her shyness around unfamiliar adults kicking in once more.
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THIS WAS SO EXCITING.
Rooney was incredibly excited to get this all on the go and had been bouncing in the spot whilst he waited and waited and waited because he and Liv had SO many plans and he always wanted to sneak off for a moment with Miss Charlotte for reasons. BECAUSE HE HAD THE FISH IN HIS BACKPACK. THE FISH. So this was all a huge thing for him. Forget the educational side of this trip. He was going to go back to Hogwarts having asked Miss Charlotte OUT. Officially.
The whooole portkey thing was horrible and it definitely made him feel rather sick but not enough to ACTUALLY THROW UP. "CARNAGE!" He yelled, hopping back and forth from one foot to another to avoid getting any sick on him, but also because AHHHHHHHHHH THIS WAS ALLLLL SOOOOOOO COOOOOOOL.
"I'M SO EXCITED I COULD WEE." But he was actually so excited that he ran to find something to explore and do and eeeeeee.
There were going to be dragons. That was all Jaemin kept thinking about the entire time he was practically running to where the portkeys were set up. DRAGONS. BIG GIANT DRAGONS. He was going to see DRAGONS up close and personal.
Forget about the brooms. Who cared about brooms. There was going to be DRAGONS.
The small boy had squished himself in with Hirsch's portkey, because... Hirsch. He was far less excited about traveling this way than he was about the field trip as a whole, but if he was going to be forced to portkey somewhere, it was going to be with the professor he trusted the most. He still didn't trust that Divination lady to not eat him, and he didn't trust any of the others as much as he trusted Hirsch, so he was going to stick to the man like GLUE. Probably the whole entire time.
The tugging in his tummy was still uncomfortable, and the boy closed his eyes tight and tensed all of the muscles in his tiny twelve year old body. When his feet hit the ground, his knees bent a bit, but he didn't fall down. And thank Merlin, because when he opened his eyes again it seemed like a bunch of others had had a very hard time.
There was blood. And vomit. And people were looking rather green. It was terrible, and the boy looked immediately UP as he stepped away from everyone else.
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