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sweetpinkpixie · 02-02-2025, 01:22 AM

Still riding the high of her unexpected Quidditch success at making starting chaser in spite of a horrific conclusion to tryouts, Calliope strut into the Transfiguration classroom and offered Professor Carton a genuine greeting, "Hiya professor." The Slytherin did not hate Transfiguration, per say, but she wasn't all that enthusiastic about lessons either - except for today, thanks to quidditch. Her eyes flick around the room, scanning the strange setup with a barely concealed sneer. The fishbowls lined up along the tables were ....hm...well...they were something. She didnâ€™t even like fish when they were dead, breaded, and deep fried on a plate with tartar sauce, so the sight of them swimming around with their stupid little fins and scales was enough to make her roll her eyes. She didn't, but just barely, because she was in a good mood and wouldn't let some mundane fish ruin things for her.

She walked towards one of the empty seats, her gaze flicking over the fish in the bowl closest to her, curious but not particularly moved by its grace or flared gills. She'd rather be getting a head start on figuring out how to use a better school broom for her next real practice with the team or what she would say to Professor Adara and her head of house to convice them that she needed a proper broom and not some raggy old school broom or transfiguring herself a new set of sticks and maybe skipping class entirely to head to the music room, but again...nothing - repeat, nothing - was going to ruin her spirits! Calliope slide into her seat with a quiet but deliberate thud, her bag thumping onto the table beside her, and took another moment to observe the fish in the bowl in front of her - a pale, almost translucent pinkish-white body with a fiery red tail. She tapped a finger lightly on the glass, watching as the fish flicked its tail in response, gliding lazily through the water. It didn't do much, but it's enough to make her huff. Boring. She continued to tap her fingers in a rhythmic pattern against the cool surface, waiting for class to officially begin while her her thought slipped to the rush of her first Slytherin Quidditch practice - so much so that she could practically feel the wind swooshing against her cheeks. Take that Patented Daydream Charms!

02-02-2025, 01:22 AM	#4 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	pardon the muddy tls XD quidditch must be celebrated astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Still riding the high of her unexpected Quidditch success at making starting chaser in spite of a horrific conclusion to tryouts, Calliope strut into the Transfiguration classroom and offered Professor Carton a genuine greeting, "Hiya professor." The Slytherin did not hate Transfiguration, per say, but she wasn't all that enthusiastic about lessons either - except for today, thanks to quidditch. Her eyes flick around the room, scanning the strange setup with a barely concealed sneer. The fishbowls lined up along the tables were ....hm...well...they were something. She didnâ€™t even like fish when they were dead, breaded, and deep fried on a plate with tartar sauce, so the sight of them swimming around with their stupid little fins and scales was enough to make her roll her eyes. She didn't, but just barely, because she was in a good mood and wouldn't let some mundane fish ruin things for her. She walked towards one of the empty seats, her gaze flicking over the fish in the bowl closest to her, curious but not particularly moved by its grace or flared gills. She'd rather be getting a head start on figuring out how to use a better school broom for her next real practice with the team or what she would say to Professor Adara and her head of house to convice them that she needed a proper broom and not some raggy old school broom or transfiguring herself a new set of sticks and maybe skipping class entirely to head to the music room, but again...nothing - repeat, nothing - was going to ruin her spirits! Calliope slide into her seat with a quiet but deliberate thud, her bag thumping onto the table beside her, and took another moment to observe the fish in the bowl in front of her - a pale, almost translucent pinkish-white body with a fiery red tail. She tapped a finger lightly on the glass, watching as the fish flicked its tail in response, gliding lazily through the water. It didn't do much, but it's enough to make her huff. Boring. She continued to tap her fingers in a rhythmic pattern against the cool surface, waiting for class to officially begin while her her thought slipped to the rush of her first Slytherin Quidditch practice - so much so that she could practically feel the wind swooshing against her cheeks. Take that Patented Daydream Charms! __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like