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**Wilber Winterbottom** · #1 (**permalink**) 12-27-2022, 12:45 AM

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Every 1st September, new first years arrive at Hogwarts via boat, traveling from the outskirts of Hogsmeade, across the lake, and into the boathouse. This structure stands, logically enough, at the edge of the lake, and can be reached via a pathway from the courtyard, consisting of a long and winding stairway down the cliff face. A hidden passageway accessible from the inside of the boathouse leads up through the cliff itself, and emerges onto a patch of lawn which lies in the shadow of the castle.

All of the Hogwarts boats are stored here when not in use. You are free to take them out onto the lake, as long as you have permission from the groundskeeper to do so. Everything you might need for a trip out in the boats is hanging up around the walls, including oars and life jackets. Be sure to put everything back where you found it once you're done with it. Including - and especially - the boats themselves.

*Nordic Witch* · 09-13-2026, 06:17 AM

Iris bolted out of the castle without even eating breakfast after waking up on this particular saturday with puke colored yellow, and neon green hair as evidenced by the big scare she got, when she looked in the mirror with the aim to comb her beautiful hair, like she did every morning like clock work. She had screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of her hairs miserable state, not caring who she woke up or not in the snake dorms. This was a hair crime she fully intended to report to her head of house after Iris had figured out a way to get the awful colours out of her hair. Who had done this, and why was another matter this fourth year fully intended to investigate when she wasn't fuming with anger, stress, and tears streaming down her face.

Coming into the silent boathouse which she prayed was empty at this hour Iris chose a random boat and climbed in. Sitting down, she put her head in her hands, and let the angry tears fall as she tried to figure out what to do. Could a dip in the lake, wash the colours out?

Charely Potter · 09-13-2026, 02:22 PM

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Iris bolted out of the castle without even eating breakfast after waking up on this particular saturday with puke colored yellow, and neon green hair as evidenced by the big scare she got, when she looked in the mirror with the aim to comb her beautiful hair, like she did every morning like clock work. She had screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of her hairs miserable state, not caring who she woke up or not in the snake dorms. This was a hair crime she fully intended to report to her head of house after Iris had figured out a way to get the awful colours out of her hair. Who had done this, and why was another matter this fourth year fully intended to investigate when she wasn't fuming with anger, stress, and tears streaming down her face.

Coming into the silent boathouse which she prayed was empty at this hour Iris chose a random boat and climbed in. Sitting down, she put her head in her hands, and let the angry tears fall as she tried to figure out what to do. Could a dip in the lake, wash the colours out?

Falcon liked to have a treat by the lake. Don't ask him why, he just liked to do so. The elves always baked delicious biscuits and scones for them to take in the Kitchens, so he had an armful (being a growing young man, and all). Maybe he could even have a boat ride.. Connor was busy studying so that left him alone on the Lake.

Falcon stopped when he heard someone's voice, a familiar someone's. Well, they sounded familiar, the sight of neon hair puzzled him but then it clicked. He heard what sounded like a scream through the other side of the dorms earlier.... "Iris?" He asked, approaching closer. He wasn't going to ask if she was okay or what's wrong because, well, the sight just said it all. He actually found the hair colour pretty cool looking, but his hair wasn't in this unusual state.

To fill the awkward silence, he looked down in his arms and held one out after sitting next to her. "Want a biscuit?" He would offer a hankerchief, but his arms were a bit full for him to risk dropping some of the sweets on the ground.

*Nordic Witch* · 09-16-2026, 03:47 AM

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Falcon stopped when he heard someone's voice, a familiar someone's. Well, they sounded familiar, the sight of neon hair puzzled him but then it clicked. He heard what sounded like a scream through the other side of the dorms earlier.... "Iris?" He asked, approaching closer. He wasn't going to ask if she was okay or what's wrong because, well, the sight just said it all. He actually found the hair colour pretty cool looking, but his hair wasn't in this unusual state.

To fill the awkward silence, he looked down in his arms and held one out after sitting next to her. "Want a biscuit?" He would offer a hankerchief, but his arms were a bit full for him to risk dropping some of the sweets on the ground.

Head still in her hands Iris sat on the bench in the boat in the quiet of the boathouse, and just let herself feel all the emotions when she heard a familiar voice calling out her name. NOoooooooooo! No, dashing hotstuff Falcon can't see me like this was her immediate thought that cancelled out all the anger and hurt in a jiffy. Quickly trying to wipe away the tears from her face, which probably was useless since her eyes were puffy red, and her hair was in a miserable state Iris looked up to meet Falcom's gaze. "Hi Falcon....." She mouthed out in response to him, since she still had manners.

When Falcon sat down on the boat bench next to her, it took a moment and an embarrassing stomach growl later before Iris nodded, accepting the offered biscuit. "Yes, thank you...." Nibbling on the biscuit she queried with a very weak smile, since it was no use hiding what was seen in plain sight. "What do you think of my hair?"

Charely Potter · 09-23-2026, 09:27 AM

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Head still in her hands Iris sat on the bench in the boat in the quiet of the boathouse, and just let herself feel all the emotions when she heard a familiar voice calling out her name. NOoooooooooo! No, dashing hotstuff Falcon can't see me like this was her immediate thought that cancelled out all the anger and hurt in a jiffy. Quickly trying to wipe away the tears from her face, which probably was useless since her eyes were puffy red, and her hair was in a miserable state Iris looked up to meet Falcom's gaze. "Hi Falcon....." She mouthed out in response to him, since she still had manners.

When Falcon sat down on the boat bench next to her, it took a moment and an embarrassing stomach growl later before Iris nodded, accepting the offered biscuit. "Yes, thank you...." Nibbling on the biscuit she queried with a very weak smile, since it was no use hiding what was seen in plain sight. "What do you think of my hair?"

Falcon chewed unphased by her stomach growling, as he surveyed her reaction. It also gave him a moment to think about what she asked. "Honestly?" It had a punk-like vibe, which was cool. But from the tosseled look from likely was from her frustration, "I don't think it looks bad, it's... definitely different. But the colours, those are wicked cool, actually."

Iris seemed to calm down a bit by his gesture. He gave her a small smile, before also offering her a handkerchief as well. His dark eyes followed her eyes for a moment, and his expression softened. "Someone did this to you, didn't they?" He didn't like to mince words and went straight to the point. "But you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He glanced toward the lake before looking back at her, giving her a choice while he thought over how to move forward with this.

*Nordic Witch* · 09-29-2026, 04:31 PM

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Falcon chewed unphased by her stomach growling, as he surveyed her reaction. It also gave him a moment to think about what she asked. "Honestly?" It had a punk-like vibe, which was cool. But from the tosseled look from likely was from her frustration, "I don't think it looks bad, it's... definitely different. But the colours, those are wicked cool, actually."

Iris seemed to calm down a bit by his gesture. He gave her a small smile, before also offering her a handkerchief as well. His dark eyes followed her eyes for a moment, and his expression softened. "Someone did this to you, didn't they?" He didn't like to mince words and went straight to the point. "But you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He glanced toward the lake before looking back at her, giving her a choice while he thought over how to move forward with this.

Chewing on the biscuit, Iris held in her breath as she waited for Falcon's judgement of her hair. She saw it as awful, miserable even, but did he see it that way too? Falcon's comment a few seconds later fully baffled her, and caused her to choke down on her biscuit. After some choking and quick breaths, Iris asked totally stunned "You really think the colors are wicked cool? It makes me think of vomit, and toothpaste...."

Returning his smile with one of her own Iris accepted the handkerchief with a soft and kind "Thank you..." before she used the handkerchief to wipe at her eyes, and around her mouth. Who carried a handkerchief in their robepockets? Maybe she should, starting now? Anywho back to Falcon's question. She knew she was stalling, giving herself time to choose her words. Knitting her fingers in her lap, which she often did when she got nervous she said "I don't know, but I guess it's possible that someone did this to me. I mean I can't just suddenly change hair colour from blonde to green, and yellow overnight, right?" It didn't make sense, especially since she loved her blonde locks. "I wouldn't know who dislikes enough to this to me though, do you?" Maybe Falcon had heard some chatter in the common room that she had missed?

Charely Potter · 10-01-2026, 08:49 PM

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Chewing on the biscuit, Iris held in her breath as she waited for Falcon's judgement of her hair. She saw it as awful, miserable even, but did he see it that way too? Falcon's comment a few seconds later fully baffled her, and caused her to choke down on her biscuit. After some choking and quick breaths, Iris asked totally stunned "You really think the colors are wicked cool? It makes me think of vomit, and toothpaste...."

Returning his smile with one of her own Iris accepted the handkerchief with a soft and kind "Thank you..." before she used the handkerchief to wipe at her eyes, and around her mouth. Who carried a handkerchief in their robepockets? Maybe she should, starting now? Anywho back to Falcon's question. She knew she was stalling, giving herself time to choose her words. Knitting her fingers in her lap, which she often did when she got nervous she said "I don't know, but I guess it's possible that someone did this to me. I mean I can't just suddenly change hair colour from blonde to green, and yellow overnight, right?" It didn't make sense, especially since she loved her blonde locks. "I wouldn't know who dislikes enough to this to me though, do you?" Maybe Falcon had heard some chatter in the common room that she had missed?

Falcon nearly choked as well with her comment, "Well, vomit is one the last things on my mind when I look at you." He said, pausing at how his words could be interpreted. He did like Iris, and wanted her to know and like him too, but was it too strong, too soon?

Who could've done so? He had some thoughts on who. "... maybe this someone doesn't hate you but wishes they had what you did?" Guestimating, because it could be worse whatever was done to her. "... Wee could look up some potion remedies, if you already tried to rinse it off, that is." If not well, there was a lake here. But what was she willing to do, he wondered.

*Nordic Witch* · 10-04-2026, 10:08 AM

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Falcon nearly choked as well with her comment, "Well, vomit is one the last things on my mind when I look at you." He said, pausing at how his words could be interpreted. He did like Iris, and wanted her to know and like him too, but was it too strong, too soon?

Who could've done so? He had some thoughts on who. "... maybe this someone doesn't hate you but wishes they had what you did?" Guestimating, because it could be worse whatever was done to her. "... Wee could look up some potion remedies, if you already tried to rinse it off, that is." If not well, there was a lake here. But what was she willing to do, he wondered.

Iris ate up the last of her biscuit in silence as she processed Falcon's words. Smiling faintly she murmured back to him. "Thanks, that helps." To know that the guy she really liked didn't think she looked awful was always a plus. Iris furrowed her brows in thought as she considered Falcon's guess. What do I have that someone else could be jealous of? "I'm good on a broom, I'm not so bad in most classes except maybe transfiguration since I turned a needle into a rat that had everyone shrieking, and standing on their chairs the other day." That had a been a sight, and had earned her a long look and a sigh from the Professor who had assigned her extra homework to practice. Iris grinned slightly before getting serious again...."Could it be that someone is jealous because I spend time with you outside classes?"

Casting a glance down at the lake water to mask her sudden nervousness at the admission Iris asked when her gaze landed on Falcon again with hopefully a steady tone. "If i try to rinse my hair off in the lake over the side of the boat will you hold on to me so I don't make this boat keel over?" Not waiting for Falcons answer since a hair rinse sounder simpler than brewing a potion Iris stuck her head down over the side of the boat, and into the water.

Charely Potter · 10-09-2026, 10:34 AM

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Iris ate up the last of her biscuit in silence as she processed Falcon's words. Smiling faintly she murmured back to him. "Thanks, that helps." To know that the guy she really liked didn't think she looked awful was always a plus. Iris furrowed her brows in thought as she considered Falcon's guess. What do I have that someone else could be jealous of? "I'm good on a broom, I'm not so bad in most classes except maybe transfiguration since I turned a needle into a rat that had everyone shrieking, and standing on their chairs the other day." That had a been a sight, and had earned her a long look and a sigh from the Professor who had assigned her extra homework to practice. Iris grinned slightly before getting serious again...."Could it be that someone is jealous because I spend time with you outside classes?"

Casting a glance down at the lake water to mask her sudden nervousness at the admission Iris asked when her gaze landed on Falcon again with hopefully a steady tone. "If i try to rinse my hair off in the lake over the side of the boat will you hold on to me so I don't make this boat keel over?" Not waiting for Falcons answer since a hair rinse sounder simpler than brewing a potion Iris stuck her head down over the side of the boat, and into the water.

While Iris recounted the possibilities, Falcon was mostly listening and studying her actions. She was very pretty, and he didn't want to add the additional reasosn, but then she mentioned him. ".. and why would people care that you spend time with me?" Not that he didn't know, he just wanted to know how she would express this. "Especially when you're the pretty one between us." Looking into her eyes to see her reaction, his heart now was racing a bit.

Before he knew it, she was lowering her head into the water. He reached over to try to balance her, but- well, it was a little late. Physics won over when the boat started to tip and-

SPLASH

Gasping, Falcon pushed his braided hair away from his face to see Iris just as soaked as him. "Iris, are you okay?" Thankfully they weren't in the deep end of the Lake.

*Nordic Witch* · 10-14-2026, 04:05 AM

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While Iris recounted the possibilities, Falcon was mostly listening and studying her actions. She was very pretty, and he didn't want to add the additional reasosn, but then she mentioned him. ".. and why would people care that you spend time with me?" Not that he didn't know, he just wanted to know how she would express this. "Especially when you're the pretty one between us." Looking into her eyes to see her reaction, his heart now was racing a bit.

Before he knew it, she was lowering her head into the water. He reached over to try to balance her, but- well, it was a little late. Physics won over when the boat started to tip and-

SPLASH

Gasping, Falcon pushed his braided hair away from his face to see Iris just as soaked as him. "Iris, are you okay?" Thankfully they weren't in the deep end of the Lake.

Queue flushed pink features...Merlin help her...Iris shook her head as she protested. "No, don't sell yourself short like that Falcon. You're the most attractive, awesome and hot guy in our house, and in the school, at least in my eyes." The last words she murmured out quietly. That he thought she was pretty helped, and made her brave enough to add on. "I show that I like you, want to date you...and other girls are jealous of that, hence the state of my hair." Girls could do stupid things for love.

When Iris a few minutes later lowered her head into the water, she didn't expect that she'd put in motion a chain reaction that caused the boat to tip over and for both her and Falcon to land in the lake with a loud SPLASH!

Breaking through the lake surface, gasping for air, and pulling wet blond hair out of her eyes she looked over at Falcon to reassure him. "Yes, I'm okay. Are you?" Treading water, she asked a touch of worry seeping into her tone. "This part of the lake doesn't house any creatures we need to worry about besides the giant squid, right Falcon?"

Charely Potter · 10-14-2026, 11:00 PM

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Queue flushed pink features...Merlin help her...Iris shook her head as she protested. "No, don't sell yourself short like that Falcon. You're the most attractive, awesome and hot guy in our house, and in the school, at least in my eyes." The last words she murmured out quietly. That he thought she was pretty helped, and made her brave enough to add on. "I show that I like you, want to date you...and other girls are jealous of that, hence the state of my hair." Girls could do stupid things for love.

When Iris a few minutes later lowered her head into the water, she didn't expect that she'd put in motion a chain reaction that caused the boat to tip over and for both her and Falcon to land in the lake with a loud SPLASH!

Breaking through the lake surface, gasping for air, and pulling wet blond hair out of her eyes she looked over at Falcon to reassure him. "Yes, I'm okay. Are you?" Treading water, she asked a touch of worry seeping into her tone. "This part of the lake doesn't house any creatures we need to worry about besides the giant squid, right Falcon?"

Not that Falcon didn't believe he was good-looking, ignoring his dad's fawning and praising his genetics. But on a breath taking scale, he was probably midway... at least compared to Iris in front of him. He couldn't help the smirk escaping when she told him he was hot. But the smirk didn't last more than a milisecond when she mentioned people treating her a certain way. "And I'm sure us getting to play Quidditch together doesn't help." But that's how haters worked. "I think you need to give yourself more credit. Not many are willing to admit they want to date someone. Especially when I was working up how to ask you out." Smiling at her. "And not just because you're attractive."

When they both fell in. Falcon was glad his hair was braided a certain way, keeping majority of the frizz contained... for now. "I'm fine." Moving to help her up. "Yeah, you're right about that." Looking he could see part of the lake had some green liquid. "Say, I think some of the dye is coming out." But not wanting this little slip-up fully distract from what happened earlier. She likes him and he likes her. "So... would you be down for a trip to Hogsmeade together next week? You could pick the place." Quaffle was practically in her court now.

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