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sweetpinkpixie · 06-04-2026, 06:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Kimothy

The climbing tree had easily become a spot that Daciana frequented. She had been doing so since last term, her first year, when she discovered it. It hadn't been in any of her mum's or Aunt Eloise's stories, so Daciana deduced that it was a more recent addition to the castle grounds. Not that her mum and her aunt were old!

But here she was, making sure her little sling bag was safely secured around her, before scaling the tree carefully, her little hands and feet familiar with the nooks and knots to support her weight. Daciana had debated between sitting low or going all the way up, but with winter nearing and the current wind, it was safer among the low lying branches. Doesn't mean she won't consider going up later, though. She still might - the views of the grounds from up high were pretty, though it could never beat the one from the castle balcony or the astronomy tower.

How she loved everything from high up. The view. The breeze. The wonder.

Maybe she could write her letter home from here, too. Daciana hadn't replied to her mum's latest letter. It's a good thing she came prepared for anything. All she could ever need was exactly where she was, up a tree with a charmed bag full of everything.

Quidditch practice had ended nearly half an hour ago. Which meant he should have already been back inside the castle and getting ready for his tutoring session. Instead, here he was taking what could generously be described as the scenic route.

The broom was technically tucked beneath one arm... for some of the time, at least. You see, he kept alternating between walking and hopping onto it for short bursts of flight whenever the mood struck him. Twenty feet through the air. Back to walking. Another lazy lift over a bush followed by a slow loop around absolutely nothing. Back to walking again.

Maybe he would just skip the stairs entirely today and just fly up to Gryffindor Tower...

CJ's stride stuttered as the enormous oak caught his attention from halfway across the field.

"Yo ― duuuuuuuuude."

His path altered immediately and wandered closer with his broom balanced across his shoulders behind his neck, both arms draped over it lazily as he craned his head upward through the canopy.

"Holy —"

The rest died in his throat when movement caught his eye. Movement belonging to a blonde girl, specifically.

He stopped beneath the branches and squinted upward at her for a moment before, without a second thought, CJ swung onto his broom and kicked off from the grass in a smooth rise adjacent to the branches until he hovered roughly level with her perch, one foot hooked casually over the broom handle while the other dangled freely beneath him.

"Hey there," he grinned, extending a hand toward her from where he hovered beside the branch. "I like your style."

Meaning the location.

"CJ Miller. Nice to meetcha."

Another blonde British (question mark?) girl. Would he go three for three or would he experience his first miracle at Hogwarts?

06-04-2026, 06:57 AM	#3 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,429 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy The climbing tree had easily become a spot that Daciana frequented. She had been doing so since last term, her first year, when she discovered it. It hadn't been in any of her mum's or Aunt Eloise's stories, so Daciana deduced that it was a more recent addition to the castle grounds. Not that her mum and her aunt were old! But here she was, making sure her little sling bag was safely secured around her, before scaling the tree carefully, her little hands and feet familiar with the nooks and knots to support her weight. Daciana had debated between sitting low or going all the way up, but with winter nearing and the current wind, it was safer among the low lying branches. Doesn't mean she won't consider going up later, though. She still might - the views of the grounds from up high were pretty, though it could never beat the one from the castle balcony or the astronomy tower. How she loved everything from high up. The view. The breeze. The wonder. Maybe she could write her letter home from here, too. Daciana hadn't replied to her mum's latest letter. It's a good thing she came prepared for anything. All she could ever need was exactly where she was, up a tree with a charmed bag full of everything. Quidditch practice had ended nearly half an hour ago. Which meant he should have already been back inside the castle and getting ready for his tutoring session. Instead, here he was taking what could generously be described as the scenic route. The broom was technically tucked beneath one arm... for some of the time, at least. You see, he kept alternating between walking and hopping onto it for short bursts of flight whenever the mood struck him. Twenty feet through the air. Back to walking. Another lazy lift over a bush followed by a slow loop around absolutely nothing. Back to walking again. Maybe he would just skip the stairs entirely today and just fly up to Gryffindor Tower... CJ's stride stuttered as the enormous oak caught his attention from halfway across the field. "*Yo ― duuuuuuuuude." His path altered immediately and wandered closer with his broom balanced across his shoulders behind his neck, both arms draped over it lazily as he craned his head upward through the canopy. "Holy —" The rest died in his throat when movement caught his eye. Movement belonging to a blonde girl, specifically. He stopped beneath the branches and squinted upward at her for a moment before, without a second thought, CJ swung onto his broom and kicked off from the grass in a smooth rise adjacent to the branches until he hovered roughly level with her perch, one foot hooked casually over the broom handle while the other dangled freely beneath him. "Hey there," he grinned, extending a hand toward her from where he hovered beside the branch. "I like your style." Meaning the location. "CJ Miller. Nice to meetcha.*" Another blonde British (question mark?) girl. Would he go three for three or would he experience his first miracle at Hogwarts? __________________ 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