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The official home of the Lions, the Gryffindor common room, is found on the seventh floor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The entrance to the common room is the portrait of the delightful Fat Lady. In order to gain entrance to your home away from home, Lions must know the password and speak it to her - assuming she isn't forcing you to listen to her sing of key that is.
This term's password is 'Omega Glory'.
Be sure to remember those words. Keep them secret, keep them safe. Without them the Fat Lady won't swing away from the hole and allow you to enter Gryffindor Tower and you'll be stuck picking your nose while waiting for a housemate to let you in. Once you're lucky enough to scramble through, you'll find yourself in the central common room (a perfectly circular area full of squashy armchairs, fluffy beanbag chairs, and tables, now referred to as the 'Lions' Den'. The large circular space has two adjacent rooms, the reading room and the game lounge, equipped with the resources and materials required to complete any homework assignments and distract oneself from doing any homework at all. Fixed to the wall by the windows you will find the pasteboard for classes and other school announcements.
The windows, wedged between falling tapestries and portraits of Heads of House past, look out onto the grounds of the school, and a large fireplace takes up a large section of the wall near the entrance to the common room. It's the perfect place to relax and hang out after a long day of classes. If however you are in need of a nap a good night's rest then there are two doors leading off from the common room that open to spiral staircases. Boys' dormitories are upstairs and to the right above the reading room, while girls' dormitories are upstairs and to the left above the game lounge. Be sure you don’t go breaking any of the rules by attempting to go up the wrong staircases. Boys don’t stand a chance of beating the enchanted staircase, and frankly girls should know better.
For whatever reason you're here, make sure you take good care of your home away from home. There's bound to be a perfect or your Head of House lurking in the shadows making sure you stay out of trouble...or ready to join in on whatever mischief you may be up to. This is Hogwarts after all. Anything can happen!
Gryffindor Common Room design is based on the drawings by Whisperwings
Cinna was in the baking mood today. She had been in the kitchen all morning. Cinnamon rolls, what else would a girl named Cinnamon make? The first batch was going to be for her housemates. She ran back to the common room. Casting a warming charm on them to keep them warm for the next few hours.
They wouldn't last that long. Not in the Gryffindor common room, any way. She found a pretty central location to place the cinnamon rolls. So everyone could see them.
She grabbed herself one and found a spot in the floor in front of a couch. Where she could sit and watch everything that was going on and eat her cinnamon roll.
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Cinna was in the baking mood today. She had been in the kitchen all morning. Cinnamon rolls, what else would a girl named Cinnamon make? The first batch was going to be for her housemates. She ran back to the common room. Casting a warming charm on them to keep them warm for the next few hours.
They wouldn't last that long. Not in the Gryffindor common room, any way. She found a pretty central location to place the cinnamon rolls. So everyone could see them.
She grabbed herself one and found a spot in the floor in front of a couch. Where she could sit and watch everything that was going on and eat her cinnamon roll.
Mitchell immediately dropped his bag as he entered the common room. "Cinnamon rolls..." he said sleepily. A full day of classes effectively put his brain to sleep.
He dragged his bag across the floor as he made his way to the cinnamon rolls.
He looked around. Who brought them? Were they safe? He wanted one. He didn't realize how hungry he was and smelling them brought that immediately into the forefront of his mind.
He glanced around before his eyes fell on Cinna. Who was eating one. Awesome. That meant they were safe. "May I?" he said already going in for one.
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Cinna was in the baking mood today. She had been in the kitchen all morning. Cinnamon rolls, what else would a girl named Cinnamon make? The first batch was going to be for her housemates. She ran back to the common room. Casting a warming charm on them to keep them warm for the next few hours.
They wouldn't last that long. Not in the Gryffindor common room, any way. She found a pretty central location to place the cinnamon rolls. So everyone could see them.
She grabbed herself one and found a spot in the floor in front of a couch. Where she could sit and watch everything that was going on and eat her cinnamon roll.
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Originally Posted by LilFox06
Mitchell immediately dropped his bag as he entered the common room. "Cinnamon rolls..." he said sleepily. A full day of classes effectively put his brain to sleep.
He dragged his bag across the floor as he made his way to the cinnamon rolls.
He looked around. Who brought them? Were they safe? He wanted one. He didn't realize how hungry he was and smelling them brought that immediately into the forefront of his mind.
He glanced around before his eyes fell on Cinna. Who was eating one. Awesome. That meant they were safe. "May I?" he said already going in for one.
Toddles cleans up commons rooms yes Toddles does. Toddles sees studenties gets warm blankies. Toddles gets pillows are comfies. Toddles cleans beds. Yes Toddles does. Toddles moves little feetsies downs and smells somethings. Somethings goods. Toddles sees foods. Toddles wants food. Yes Toddles does. Toddles moves his little feetsies quietly and sneakily and pops up and takes one foods. Toddles takes bites and tastes good.
Heheheheeheheheh
Toddles goes to corners where no studenties can sees and eats foods.
Mitchell immediately dropped his bag as he entered the common room. "Cinnamon rolls..." he said sleepily. A full day of classes effectively put his brain to sleep.
He dragged his bag across the floor as he made his way to the cinnamon rolls.
He looked around. Who brought them? Were they safe? He wanted one. He didn't realize how hungry he was and smelling them brought that immediately into the forefront of his mind.
He glanced around before his eyes fell on Cinna. Who was eating one. Awesome. That meant they were safe. "May I?" he said already going in for one.
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Originally Posted by Toddles
Toddles cleans up commons rooms yes Toddles does. Toddles sees studenties gets warm blankies. Toddles gets pillows are comfies. Toddles cleans beds. Yes Toddles does. Toddles moves little feetsies downs and smells somethings. Somethings goods. Toddles sees foods. Toddles wants food. Yes Toddles does. Toddles moves his little feetsies quietly and sneakily and pops up and takes one foods. Toddles takes bites and tastes good.
Heheheheeheheheh
Toddles goes to corners where no studenties can sees and eats foods.
Heyyyyy someone was coming in... someone was coming in! She beamed when she realized it was Mitchie. She bought them in at the perfect time. People were coming back from lessons to see her cinnamon rolls there.
She watched him carefully. He wanteed one didn't he. Hehe. She watched as he went in for it. She nodded and gave him a thumbs up, "There safe, I made them. I'd never destroy my famous cinnamon rolls for a prank." Really, why waste food on pranks. She was taught better than that. Hehe.
She patted a spot next to her for Mitchie to come sit with her. "What's up, Mitchie?' Grin grin. She continued to mom on her cinnamon roll. Ohhh house elf. House elf. They were adorable. Wasn't they. She waved at the house elf. Toddles? Yes that was toddles. "Hi, Toddles." She had ever spoken to them before but knew their names and faces. But the house elf scooted on yo the corner. Well ...
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Mitchell smiled and took one of the cinnamon rolls. He then walked over to the seat she patted and sat down next to her. "You are my hero. I could kiss you." But, you know, that wasn't happening. He was just saying he could. He was that happy.
"Not much. Just brain fried." Classes did that. "What about you, Cinnabunz?" Nope, he didn't forget the nickname from when they first met.
He looked around when she said hi to a Toddles. What was a Toddles? Hey. And who took a cinnamon roll without saying hi?
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Heyyyyy someone was coming in... someone was coming in! She beamed when she realized it was Mitchie. She bought them in at the perfect time. People were coming back from lessons to see her cinnamon rolls there.
She watched him carefully. He wanteed one didn't he. Hehe. She watched as he went in for it. She nodded and gave him a thumbs up, "There safe, I made them. I'd never destroy my famous cinnamon rolls for a prank." Really, why waste food on pranks. She was taught better than that. Hehe.
She patted a spot next to her for Mitchie to come sit with her. "What's up, Mitchie?' Grin grin. She continued to mom on her cinnamon roll. Ohhh house elf. House elf. They were adorable. Wasn't they. She waved at the house elf. Toddles? Yes that was toddles. "Hi, Toddles." She had ever spoken to them before but knew their names and faces. But the house elf scooted on yo the corner. Well ...
Mistress saws Toddles. Toddles says hi's? Toddles eatsies firsties. Toddles noms noms noms on the foodies. Yes Toddles does. Foodies was goods. After Toddles eats it and is all done, Toddles moves his little feetsies towards mistress. "Toddles heres for yous mistress.." Toddles bows yes Toddles does.
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Mitchell smiled and took one of the cinnamon rolls. He then walked over to the seat she patted and sat down next to her. "You are my hero. I could kiss you." But, you know, that wasn't happening. He was just saying he could. He was that happy.
"Not much. Just brain fried." Classes did that. "What about you, Cinnabunz?" Nope, he didn't forget the nickname from when they first met.
He looked around when she said hi to a Toddles. What was a Toddles? Hey. And who took a cinnamon roll without saying hi?
Toddles sees masters. Toddles not knows master. Toddles bows to master. Yes Toddles does.
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Mistress saws Toddles. Toddles says hi's? Toddles eatsies firsties. Toddles noms noms noms on the foodies. Yes Toddles does. Foodies was goods. After Toddles eats it and is all done, Toddles moves his little feetsies towards mistress. "Toddles heres for yous mistress.." Toddles bows yes Toddles does.
Toddles sees masters. Toddles not knows master. Toddles bows to master. Yes Toddles does.
Mitchell blinked. House elf. When did a house elf get in here? Didn't they make noise?
...
...
He also had no idea house elves ate food. It made sense that they did. He'd just never seen it before.
Oh. There was a bow. What was he supposed to do in response? He semi-nodded his head in a 'Sup greeting.
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She waited for Mitchie to come sit with her. She smiled when he plopped down beside her. Hero, huh? She should bake for people more about often. She laughed, "Hero? Yeah okay. I don't think you're girlfriend would like that to much." Maybe a kiss on the cheek? Yeah. That wasn't to bad. Hehe
"I totally understand that." It was a miracle that she could keep her head on straight. Cinnabunz. She remembered that nick name. "Anything else going on besides classes?"
Then toddles came over too. She really didn't want to bother him too much. He looked pretty busy. "Did yoy enjoy my cinnamon roll, toddles?" She didn't realize they ate people food. She had never had a house elf back at home. Dad ever seen the point in having one. When he could do the same stuff on his on or make her too do it.
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Mitchell blinked. House elf. When did a house elf get in here? Didn't they make noise?
...
...
He also had no idea house elves ate food. It made sense that they did. He'd just never seen it before.
Oh. There was a bow. What was he supposed to do in response? He semi-nodded his head in a 'Sup greeting.
Toddles sees master. Toddles knows master seens Toddles. "Masters needs things from Toddles?" Toddles sees things.
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Then toddles came over too. She really didn't want to bother him too much. He looked pretty busy. "Did yoy enjoy my cinnamon roll, toddles?" She didn't realize they ate people food. She had never had a house elf back at home. Dad ever seen the point in having one. When he could do the same stuff on his on or make her too do it.
Toddles sees mistress, yes Toddles does. Mistress nots mads at Toddles? "Toddles likes foods. Yes Toddles does." Toddles thoughts foods tasties. "Toddles thanks mistress." Toddles bows to mistress.
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She waited for Mitchie to come sit with her. She smiled when he plopped down beside her. Hero, huh? She should bake for people more about often. She laughed, "Hero? Yeah okay. I don't think you're girlfriend would like that to much." Maybe a kiss on the cheek? Yeah. That wasn't to bad. Hehe
"I totally understand that." It was a miracle that she could keep her head on straight. Cinnabunz. She remembered that nick name. "Anything else going on besides classes?"
Mitchell grinned. "Was that overboard?" he asked. Probably. But he was starved. He quickly devoured the cupcake.
Mm. Yummm.
"Yeah. You've got those exams this term though. So I guess I can't really complain about my schedule." He was better off than her.
As for anything else. "No. Things have actually been strangely quiet for me. You?" He might have heard a few rumors through the grapevine.
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Toddles sees master. Toddles knows master seens Toddles. "Masters needs things from Toddles?" Toddles sees things.
Mitchell wasn't sure what to say. "Sorry. I'm not sure exactly how this works." The whole house elf thing. "Should I want something?" Where there options he should know about?
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Mitchell wasn't sure what to say. "Sorry. I'm not sure exactly how this works." The whole house elf thing. "Should I want something?" Where there options he should know about?
Toddles looks at master. Toddles confused. Yes Toddles is. Toddles says agains, "Master needs foods from Toddles. Master needs drinkies." Toddles likes serves masters and mistress. Toddles wants to helps.
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Disgruntled, and not at all like the Chance that everyone knew and loved, Chance entered the common room or how people liked to call it, the Lions den. Throwing his book sack into a chair and crashing into the chair beside it, He grabbed his wand and started twirling it. He was in a foul mood. A dangerous mood. He had been punched in the face, and itched all over. HIs things were still bothering him. He was done.
DONE.
People broke up. It happened ALL THE TIME. Not to mention this was Chance's first break up and it was horrible! He had his reasons. And yes, he was the one that broke up with her. BUT IT WAS STILL HARD! People didnt have to make it harder by making it into this big thing, practically torturing him, and then dont even get him talking about that gossip post crap they post around. The have no idea what they are talking about.
Grumble.
Chance needed to blow up something. He needed to let off some steam. He was too upset to get his mind out of the clutter that was happening the last couple of days. He needed some help. A distraction.
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In front of the fire was the best place to sort socks. It was what Amur had decided about an hour ago, when she had carted down a small (but heavy) bag of mismatched socks. She had begun a productive task of matching them, color for color, stitch-style for stitch-style. The warmth and heat however, had gradually slowed her productive gears until she was simply sitting and staring at the flames.
It was peaceful, calm and serene until ...
The crash. It wasn't so much an actual crash as it was an emotional one. A thorough and complete disruption to the serenity that had enveloped the room. There was some noise along with it, the protest of a chair and the thudding weight of a bag, but those were ripples on the rocky water. It startled Amur from her non-productive staring, and she blinked, glancing warily over.
She didn't know the boy, had only heard his name maybe once, but she for sure recognized the look. The very unhappy, angry borderline-furious look. She had seen similar looks before. Glancing down at her socks lain out in front of her, Amur shifted a pair together before deciding to speak up.
"My cousin likes to punch a pillow when he gets angry." Her eyes flicked back to the older boy, to the pillows askew on the couch and then back again. "Says it's therapeutic." She shrugged and folded the socks together. "I prefer walks myself, but then again I don't really have any arm muscles."
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Grumbling, Chance sighed and pinches his nose trying to loosen up some of the rage that was settling inside him. Breathe in, breath out. He'd seen his mother do that countless times when he had ended up being too... Chance-like and breaking some part of his body, or coming in with a bloody nose. Now, he was holding that same nose in the way his mom had.
Hearing a voice, Chance looked up and noticed a younger Gryffindor looking at him. Pillows. Why hadnt he thought of pillows? "Good idea, kid." Chance said grinning at her. Taking out his wand, he chanted and flicked his wand at a pillow. It exploded and feathers flew everywhere.
Grinning, Chance wiggled his eyebrows, already feeling better. "Youre right. This is better." He said glancing back at the younger girl. "Your brother was pretty smart."
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Grumbling, Chance sighed and pinches his nose trying to loosen up some of the rage that was settling inside him. Breathe in, breath out. He'd seen his mother do that countless times when he had ended up being too... Chance-like and breaking some part of his body, or coming in with a bloody nose. Now, he was holding that same nose in the way his mom had.
Hearing a voice, Chance looked up and noticed a younger Gryffindor looking at him. Pillows. Why hadnt he thought of pillows? "Good idea, kid." Chance said grinning at her. Taking out his wand, he chanted and flicked his wand at a pillow. It exploded and feathers flew everywhere.
Grinning, Chance wiggled his eyebrows, already feeling better. "Youre right. This is better." He said glancing back at the younger girl. "Your brother was pretty smart."
One of Amur's eyebrows tweaked up at being called a 'kid'. The guy was older, but not sooo much older that he wasn't still a kid himself. Normally, she would have said something, but normally she wasn't talking to someone who was so visibly enraged. So, she kept those thoughts to herself and reasoned that it wasn't meant in a down-putting way. After all, she was small, short and every kid-quality one could possess. So, it was warranted.
And really, it didn't matter in light of the fact she was actually being helpful. It was a good idea, wasn't it? No matter that it wasn't hers. If it helped, then it helped, and that was all that mattered.
The method in which the boy went about 'punching' a pillow, however, was so unexpected that it caused Amur to squeak, her hands snapping up to cover her mouth in surprise. And then were the giggles. The ones that trailed sudden, nervous fright. It didn't help that feathers were EVERYWHERE.
Amur giggled some more and rocked back onto her heels, grinning up at some of the drifting feathers. "My cousin," She corrected, offhandedly, "he is. But, truthfully? I like your method better. He was never able to explode pillows." That, was a new one.
Reaching up, she plucked a few feathers from the air and glanced at her socks, the wheels of thought turning. She couldn't see Hogwarts appreciating a pillocalypse, despite how much fun it might be. Maybe, if he needed more things to blow up, she could stuff some of her socks with the free feathers and he could have some target practice?
It sounded like waaayyy too much fun, and she had waaaay too many socks.
Her grin went back to the boy and she held up the handful of feathers and one of her socks, wiggling her eyebrows in turn. "Need another round?" Yes? Do you see? Yes?
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Feathers were falling and the girl was giggling. Chance's spirits lifted quite nicely as she held up another handful of feathers and a sock? Her face was beaming wit excitement. Chance mustered a laugh and nodded. 'Go ahead and through it up. Lets do some target practice." Yes? Right? yes!
Chance would repair the damage he would do, but at the moment, he would much rather destroy a few things rather than destroying a few persons. Besides, he was enjoying it. Thanks to the idea of her brother- er cousin. "Right, cousin" Chance said as he lifted his wand waiting for her to through some more feathers. He'd never done target practice but he wouldnt use the spell too close to her. So no harm would be done. Well, to her anyways.
"Dont worry. Ill repair this stuff when Im done. No worries." He said lifting his eyebrows as he watched and waited for her to throw the feathers... and the sock. Were there more socks? He could always explode some more pillows too.
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Feathers were falling and the girl was giggling. Chance's spirits lifted quite nicely as she held up another handful of feathers and a sock? Her face was beaming wit excitement. Chance mustered a laugh and nodded. 'Go ahead and through it up. Lets do some target practice." Yes? Right? yes!
Chance would repair the damage he would do, but at the moment, he would much rather destroy a few things rather than destroying a few persons. Besides, he was enjoying it. Thanks to the idea of her brother- er cousin. "Right, cousin" Chance said as he lifted his wand waiting for her to through some more feathers. He'd never done target practice but he wouldnt use the spell too close to her. So no harm would be done. Well, to her anyways.
"Dont worry. Ill repair this stuff when Im done. No worries." He said lifting his eyebrows as he watched and waited for her to throw the feathers... and the sock. Were there more socks? He could always explode some more pillows too.
This guy was the coolest thing since baked beans and water guns. He got it. He really got it. No strange looks, no you're weird's. He just understood.
With unbound excitement, Amur scooped up five of the mismatched socks she was having trouble placing and busied herself with collecting all the feathers she could find. Each sock was stuffed as thoroughly as possible, tied and set to the side as part of her arsenal of ammo. By the fifth sock, she was running out of stuffing and having trouble resisting the temptation to tell the boy to blow up another pillow so they could make a few more stuffed socks. She resisted. For now, five would do.
"That's why we are using socks." Amur grinned at him and scuttled back to her spot in front of the fire. "We don't need to worry about them. I can't find their pairs, and I've got plenty left to replace them." She made a vague gesture at the plethora of socks laid out behind her.
She shifted onto her knees, practically wriggling with excitement. Now, they would see how well socks exploded. "Ready?" Of course he was. This kid looked born ready!
And with that she chucked the first sock-ball into the air with a 'pechew!' sound, high enough that any mis-aimed spell wouldn't hit any unsuspecting students and avoid the majority of breakable things.
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I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
SPOILER!!: Amur
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This guy was the coolest thing since baked beans and water guns. He got it. He really got it. No strange looks, no you're weird's. He just understood.
With unbound excitement, Amur scooped up five of the mismatched socks she was having trouble placing and busied herself with collecting all the feathers she could find. Each sock was stuffed as thoroughly as possible, tied and set to the side as part of her arsenal of ammo. By the fifth sock, she was running out of stuffing and having trouble resisting the temptation to tell the boy to blow up another pillow so they could make a few more stuffed socks. She resisted. For now, five would do.
"That's why we are using socks." Amur grinned at him and scuttled back to her spot in front of the fire. "We don't need to worry about them. I can't find their pairs, and I've got plenty left to replace them." She made a vague gesture at the plethora of socks laid out behind her.
She shifted onto her knees, practically wriggling with excitement. Now, they would see how well socks exploded. "Ready?" Of course he was. This kid looked born ready!
And with that she chucked the first sock-ball into the air with a 'pechew!' sound, high enough that any mis-aimed spell wouldn't hit any unsuspecting students and avoid the majority of breakable things.
She was Brilliant!! Whoever this firstie, he was guessing, was, SHE WAS BRILLIANT! Sock bombs? Brilliant! Feathers inside socks... who woulda thought?
Chance's face lit up like it was Christmas. He watched as she made five and noticed that there werent any feathers left. This would not work. He eyed the pillows that were still left on the couch. Surely noone would miss them. ANd if they did, he could just transfigure something into two new pillows. "I could--" He started before the girl was holding up one of the socks that were made.
"Oh Im ready!" Chance said, his wand already in position. The sock flew up in the air, and Chance hit it with the spell and it blew apart. Little feathers flew around them and Chance grinned. "Another!" he practicaly yelled but knew she would already have it ready.
His foul mood had vanished. Instead, he was having a blast, blasting socks apart and being snowed on by the falling feathers. Their little corner had turned into quite the sight.
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She was Brilliant!! Whoever this firstie, he was guessing, was, SHE WAS BRILLIANT! Sock bombs? Brilliant! Feathers inside socks... who woulda thought?
Chance's face lit up like it was Christmas. He watched as she made five and noticed that there werent any feathers left. This would not work. He eyed the pillows that were still left on the couch. Surely noone would miss them. ANd if they did, he could just transfigure something into two new pillows. "I could--" He started before the girl was holding up one of the socks that were made.
"Oh Im ready!" Chance said, his wand already in position. The sock flew up in the air, and Chance hit it with the spell and it blew apart. Little feathers flew around them and Chance grinned. "Another!" he practicaly yelled but knew she would already have it ready.
His foul mood had vanished. Instead, he was having a blast, blasting socks apart and being snowed on by the falling feathers. Their little corner had turned into quite the sight.
Ohh he was thinking it too. They both were. And in her experience, that meant it was likely going to happen. Which, as the first sock exploded in a shower of feather's, Amur decided she was perfectly okay with. Worst case scenario, they would defend their actions with the argument of 'it was for the greater good' or even practice.
"Here it goes!" She tossed the next sock up into the air as soon as the boy called for it, laughing as feathers drifted down around them and settled on their heads. "And AGAIN!!" For fun, she tossed up the third one, and then the fourth, just to see how quick he was on the draw. Each left her hand with a 'petwey!' lazer-like sound.
With her free hand, she was already gathering more socks to herself. If she ran out of socks, it would be fine by her. This was totally worth it.
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You have bewitched me body and soul, And I love- I love- I love you
Mackenzie threw herself into a chair by the fireplace and closed her eyes. She was exhausted, she couldn't find her footing in the castle anymore and to be honest she could hardly wait until she graduated and was finally out of the place. Everywhere she looked it was the same. People laughing and making friends.. at this point she wasn't even sure that she had a single friend. In fact, she knew she didn't she had been horrible at it since Ronnie left. She needed to be home in her flat and away from everyone.
She drew her knees into her chest in the chair and rested her forehead against them. Maybe just maybe she could stay just like this until she was finally allowed to leave Hogwarts for good. *sigh*
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
SPOILER!!: Amur
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Ohh he was thinking it too. They both were. And in her experience, that meant it was likely going to happen. Which, as the first sock exploded in a shower of feather's, Amur decided she was perfectly okay with. Worst case scenario, they would defend their actions with the argument of 'it was for the greater good' or even practice.
"Here it goes!" She tossed the next sock up into the air as soon as the boy called for it, laughing as feathers drifted down around them and settled on their heads. "And AGAIN!!" For fun, she tossed up the third one, and then the fourth, just to see how quick he was on the draw. Each left her hand with a 'petwey!' lazer-like sound.
With her free hand, she was already gathering more socks to herself. If she ran out of socks, it would be fine by her. This was totally worth it.
Feathers might have been falling in clumps around him. She had a few in her hair, he probably was doused in them. He watched with excited eyes as she got ready to throw another one up in the air. His wand was ready.
The second ball of feathers burst open as his spell hit it. Then she was throwing another one. And then another. Chance erupted with laughter as he hit each ball with a spell. They burst open, the poor socks almost disintegrated. "Sorry not sorry about your socks." He spoke to her as his eyes watched her hands.
She was about to throw another one. He was going to get it. It was so worth it. He almost pictured each face that had taunted him on the ball. "Do we need more feathers?" He asked. He didnt wait for an answer when he blew up another pillow. More feathers!
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Bading the last cat a quiet good bye, Benny went in search of another cat. He decided to continue on his way up the stairs for lack of any other direction to go since he had already started that way in getting to his last feline messenger. Realizing the time, the Gryffindor made his way back to the common room, figuring to give it some time and switching to another subject to work on. He had been trying to not spend too much focus on a matter for any given time.
Given the password, he slipped through the portrait hole once it was opened up to him, walking into the lion common room. Benny crossed the room and was about to head back up to his dorms to get another textbook when he spotted one of his housemate's cat by the fire. "There...kitty," he said quietly as he moved closer, maneuvering around the nearest couch. "What are you going to say?" he questioned as he paused and watched it.
It was then he noticed the cat's tail. It was pointing TOWARDS the fire. Wait...that was mentioned in the book to. Looking it up he collapsed on the couch in relief. Good thing he hadn't gotten further out if it was true. He didn't want to be out in no storm or frost. Benny went to write it all down on his parchment to record it before he could submit it later on.
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Cat #3: Cat was warming by the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room. Its tail aiming in the direction of the fire within meaning it might be getting real cold soon. Winter is upon us in earnest.
Feathers might have been falling in clumps around him. She had a few in her hair, he probably was doused in them. He watched with excited eyes as she got ready to throw another one up in the air. His wand was ready.
The second ball of feathers burst open as his spell hit it. Then she was throwing another one. And then another. Chance erupted with laughter as he hit each ball with a spell. They burst open, the poor socks almost disintegrated. "Sorry not sorry about your socks." He spoke to her as his eyes watched her hands.
She was about to throw another one. He was going to get it. It was so worth it. He almost pictured each face that had taunted him on the ball. "Do we need more feathers?" He asked. He didnt wait for an answer when he blew up another pillow. More feathers!
Amur joined in with the boy's laughter as the stuffed-socks errupted one after the other. He was really good at casting spells and getting them to hit their target. Somewhere in the back of her mind she thought she should ask him for help in that department, but the current sock-explosions drowned it out.
"I'm not sorry either!" She probably would be once she had to write home and ask for new socks, but at the moment, the consequences were very, very far away.
Even though there were feathers absolutely everywhere, there was no doubt about it. More were needed. And before she could get out a reply, the boy had taken care of the issue. Amur squeaked as another pillow was torn apart, and the white-downy feathers sprayed everywhere.
It was a mess.
Giggling, Amur crawled about and packed more feathers into more socks. Once she had one or two filled up, she would launch them into the air for the boy to hit.
Best. Day. Ever.
SPOILER!!: *Steals a Mackenzie*
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Mackenzie threw herself into a chair by the fireplace and closed her eyes. She was exhausted, she couldn't find her footing in the castle anymore and to be honest she could hardly wait until she graduated and was finally out of the place. Everywhere she looked it was the same. People laughing and making friends.. at this point she wasn't even sure that she had a single friend. In fact, she knew she didn't she had been horrible at it since Ronnie left. She needed to be home in her flat and away from everyone.
She drew her knees into her chest in the chair and rested her forehead against them. Maybe just maybe she could stay just like this until she was finally allowed to leave Hogwarts for good. *sigh*
Except that, it didn't look like the new arrival was having a very good day. How could she not? Look! FEAATHHEERRSS.
Giggling, Amur crawled over towards the girl and tossed her an unstuffed sock. "Here! Stress relief. It works wonders." As in...come and join! How could one resist?!
Another full sock was then tossed towards the boy-whose-name-she-still-did-not-know.
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Zander had only just gotten back from eating breakfast when he found himself sitting on one of the couches in front of the Common Room fire. He basically had the ENTIRE day just set out in front of him. Could do just about anything his heart desired. Like he could go out and visit his crup or eat some more chocolate frogs or bring Professor Moxley some more cupcakes or SEE, anything. He had ALL the choices.
Except, he wasn't doing just anything. He wasn't even really doing anything, actually. Essentially he was taking a five minute break just sitting on the couch before he had to get down to business. And speaking of business, he had a homework assignment to complete. Right. Potions.
WAIT, this was actually the one assignment he had been looking forward too!!
The one potion that sounded totally epic when Professor C explained it in class and-- Ahem. Pft. Casual. Zander Adair was totally cool, calm, and collected. Totally. Putting aside all thoughts of everything else, the Gryffindor reached into his bag and pulled out the vial of his potion.
Alright, the sooner he got started, the better, right?
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