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The Great Lake, also known as the Black Lake, is a large body of water located to the south of the castle. It is about half a mile in diameter and the Hogwarts plumbing network drains into it. Creatures have made it their home from Merpeople to Grindylows, with even Moaning Myrtle occasionally taking a swim. The most notable is Bartholomew Henry, the Giant Squid. While busy with his kin, it is not uncommon to spot him or possibly receive a helping hand should you slip in after enough callings.
Boats and life vests mainly reserved for the First year's entrance and Graduate's departure still sit by the dock. With Sir McLeod's permission you'll be permitted to use them for a lovely afternoon of sailing. There are also several trees by edge of the lake. A Beech tree in particular with a hollow hole inside is filled with books that have been left there over time. If you take one, be sure to replace one in exchange to keep the system alive.
He wasn't about to go into detail about the...situation this morning. Cornelius was keeping that to himself, and hopefully his dorm-mates would as well.
The Slytherin propped himself up on his elbows and flashed Katerina his dimples in a grin. "Nothing. I think I was having a premature midlife crisis," he said it as if it was a usual thing to happen. "What're you up to, Miss Katy!Kat?" he said, rolling onto his side so that his head was right next to her leg, his green eyes looking up at her.
She couldn't keep from smiling at him. He made her do that a lot. Katerina wasn't sure for he was joking about the premature midlife crisis bit. She wasn't buying it, nor was she going to press the matter. The third year was just happy to be sitting in the grass with him, and look out at the lake,
She smiled and shrugged. 'Nothing much. Just hanging around the grounds. What about you?" Her blue eyes, glanced down at him. She got sudden urge to lean down and give him a kiss. He was just so cute.
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Andrei walked absent mindedly down by the lake, school had started well enough he supposed... he hadn't really made friends but there was still plenty of the term left for that!
Maybe if he looked hard enough he would see a Grindylow.
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"Well, I'm glad we are. You are one of my dear ones in this foreign country." Silas told her because he really does like her. Charlotte was pretty cool and laidback about his constant teasing. "Oh no, I didn't mean it like that." Silas thought it was just his way of treating his friends something nice for helping him out. "I like to treat my friends back for helping me. I've been searching the room for days now. It's the least I can do."
"Hey,"he smiled when she nudged him with her foot. Silas chuckled and tickled her side, "There are always windows of opportunities, I shall not give up." Lots of opportunities really, but he should not let her delve into his secrets too much.
That was nice of him to say. Charlotte beamed. Anytime she made new friends was a good time in her eyes. But yes, she'd show him where it was.
"When do you want to see it? Now? Or maybe tomorrow morning?" Because even though she was the impulsive sort who was always happy to jump up and do a thing right away, it was quite nice sitting here with him.
She giggled at the tickling and shook her head. He wouldn't give up and yet he hadn't even started yet. Boys were so weird.
"If you say so." She said cheerfully. Sometimes windows did close though.
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Azura smiled warmly at Paige as she spoke. "Mmmm, piano. I've been playing for most of my life." She said as she watched the 7th year dry her music and lift it up off the rock. It looked perfect and Az was grateful for that.
Azura reached her hand out to shake the older girls and she smiled a bit as the older girl confirmed she had indeed seen her at the feast, Az's head tilted a little though as the girl looked some what bashful about that night. She was quiet as the girl explained about it and she nodded. Ahhh right, the whole Peeves, Miffy, Bloody Baron thing.
"It's no worries at all really. I was just sort of confused by the whole thing. It all happened so fast." She said honestly with a smile. "And getting heated over things you are care about is nothing to apologize for. It fact it's rather admirable." Az said with a grin.
Paige would forever be impressed with the level of talent found at Hogwarts, and not just musically although there was loads of that to go around. Which made her a bit sad thinking about how she wouldn't be hearing Brian playing every night in the common room next term...
Distracted, Paige shook her head back to the present and Azura assuring her that her apology was not necessary. The Hufflepuff still got quite riled up just over memories of it, the entire thing absurd from start to finish. "Try telling that to the Groundskeeper," Paige sighed a bit defeatedly. The man had clearly overreacted and poory assessed the situation
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It seemed like she was sleeping, or perhaps close to it. Either way Tak wasn't about to speak and draw her out of the sleepy state. He wasn't here to be a bother. Only here because she had told him to come find her. And sitting beside an attractive person could not be bad for his reputation after all. Hand running over a patch of grass he curled his finger over a particularly long piece.
Her voice came out of nowhere. Glancing over, Tak considers her for a few seconds before speaking. "I hate it."
She felt serene. Lulled into a false sense of peace and comfort by the atmosphere and the sugar she'd had earlier. Made her thoughts louder even than usual.
Tak Asakura.
He was like her. Suspicious, lonely, cleverer than most. Aslan had seen it all in him when they'd met. It was the same stirring that had brought her along to Daxton Prince (however badly that had ended) but softer.
She was certain he was an orphan, the assumption was strong enough to be fact now, but she wouldn't voice it. Whether it was her conscience or a lack of confrontational energy Aslan didn't know, but for now she would keep those words buried under her pink tongue.
"Why do you hate it?" She asked softly, still staring up at the leaves and the light that shine through them.
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Did that first year just shove her? Natalia moved just a bit from the shove and laughed. Her laugh was full of amusement and annoyance. She was over this first year and she was ready to just be done.
She got to her feet and pulled out her wand. "Can your list deal with an older student with a wand?" Pointing her wand right at him she did the movement, "Stupefy"
He was getting really annoyed and he saw her going for her wand. "Protego!" He was glad that was one spell he knew, he had been shown that by a nice older year, not someone like this person was.
"Hey Oldie!" Timmy snapped and without even thinking.
*SLAP*
He slapped her across the face. "You should be nice to people."
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Paige would forever be impressed with the level of talent found at Hogwarts, and not just musically although there was loads of that to go around. Which made her a bit sad thinking about how she wouldn't be hearing Brian playing every night in the common room next term...
Distracted, Paige shook her head back to the present and Azura assuring her that her apology was not necessary. The Hufflepuff still got quite riled up just over memories of it, the entire thing absurd from start to finish. "Try telling that to the Groundskeeper," Paige sighed a bit defeatedly. The man had clearly overreacted and poory assessed the situation
Azura bit her lip a little as Paige spoke about the groundskeeper. She had been there for that. He had just come and taken points away for.. nothing. Right after Professor Meyers had given them all points for being so amazingly.. Hufflepuff..
"Yeah, I saw that. I'm sorry." She said softly as she looked up at the older girl. She had left the table right after that, due to everyone being rather silent and down about the whole thing, she felt bad for them though. She had wanted to hug the entire table..
"Will we ever have a normal feast?" She wondered softly, with a slight bit of a smile.
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He was getting really annoyed and he saw her going for her wand. "Protego!" He was glad that was one spell he knew, he had been shown that by a nice older year, not someone like this person was.
"Hey Oldie!" Timmy snapped and without even thinking.
*SLAP*
He slapped her across the face. "You should be nice to people."
Seriously who was this kid? Like really? He could do one spell after acting like a muggleborn earlier. Something was off about this one and Natalia really didn't care to figure it out. She was bored with him and she wasn't even going to sit here and deal with him anymore. Seriously she wasn't a babysitter.
As she gathered her stuff he took her by surprise and slapped her. HE SLAPPED HER? As fast and quick her wand was at him, "Immobulous" Taking him by surprise was something she was going for. If that didn't work she was going to make him eat horse dung soon.
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Juno found a quiet spot by the lake. There were a lot of other students out and about but she didn't want to interrupt anyone's conversations. So she found a good spot close to the lake, but still in the grass, to lay her blanket down so that she could be more comfortable. She then set her back pack down on one end of the blanket. She had books and snacks in there in case she got bored or hungry.
She was a typical 'Puff: always had something to snack on. Juno then pulled her boots off showing off some boring black ankle socks. She didn't want to get the top part of the blanket dirty. She sat down right in the center of the rather large blanket, and watched the water and the other students around her.
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That branch did not seem quite sturdy enough so Henry checked for another suitable branch. The last thing he needed was to fall, but he was an expert at this so he knew what he was doing. He glanced down at Miranda as she spoke.
Weren't she and Cassie already friends? Henry was slightly confused by that statement as he thought they were roommates, but maybe he was wrong. Or maybe he misunderstood, so he didn't question it and instead kept listening. "Oh, well, that's cool," he said, finally settling on a branch and leaning back against the trunk of the tree. "I've never made candy before, but I've baked with my mom." Not really the same thing, he knew, but he thought it was relatable. "I'm sure no one would mind if you kept the common room stocked with homemade candy," he added with a grin.
Miranda smiled... she was happy everyone enjoyed the Chocolate Badgers she and Cassie had made... " We'll be sure to make them now and again.. so long as my mum sends me the right ingredients.. " Miranda was definitely in a much better mood since the little party in the commonroom... But confusion about boys was still in the back of her head..
" I'm not much of a baker quite yet... Cassie is gonna teach me... We made a deal over summer... I'm gonna teach her everything I know about candy making and she is gonna teach me how to bake... " Beaming at the thought of learning new things... " Maybe you should make some cupcakes for the next gathering we have?" Miranda was serious... He had said he baked with his mum.. so why not see how good a sweet he could conjure... right?.. Made sense to her. And as far as she was concerned there as no such thing as a bad sweet...
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She felt serene. Lulled into a false sense of peace and comfort by the atmosphere and the sugar she'd had earlier. Made her thoughts louder even than usual.
Tak Asakura.
He was like her. Suspicious, lonely, cleverer than most. Aslan had seen it all in him when they'd met. It was the same stirring that had brought her along to Daxton Prince (however badly that had ended) but softer.
She was certain he was an orphan, the assumption was strong enough to be fact now, but she wouldn't voice it. Whether it was her conscience or a lack of confrontational energy Aslan didn't know, but for now she would keep those words buried under her pink tongue.
"Why do you hate it?" She asked softly, still staring up at the leaves and the light that shine through them.
If Tak could read her thoughts there would be eye rolling all around. He was not suspicious. He was not lonely. Clever however? Yes, that seemed to fit him. Leaning back on his hands he watched Aslan closely. The dazed look on her face reminding him a lot of some of the kids he hung around before his recent move. Of course those kids had a blank lost look for certain reasons. But Aslan....she just looked content...and maybe a bit sleepy.
"It feels strange." He answered simply. "Everyone here...everyone that i've met so far, most of them aren't in Slytherin. It feels like i'm trying to fit into a space where I don't belong." The words seemed to flow right off his tongue, which was strange considering the fact that he had in no way meant to tell her the truth.
Strange indeed.
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Azura bit her lip a little as Paige spoke about the groundskeeper. She had been there for that. He had just come and taken points away for.. nothing. Right after Professor Meyers had given them all points for being so amazingly.. Hufflepuff..
"Yeah, I saw that. I'm sorry." She said softly as she looked up at the older girl. She had left the table right after that, due to everyone being rather silent and down about the whole thing, she felt bad for them though. She had wanted to hug the entire table..
"Will we ever have a normal feast?" She wondered softly, with a slight bit of a smile.
The point loss, while unpleasant, did not matter so much to the seventh year. The sweeping misunderstandings and misplaced accusations that - arguably - validified Peeves and Miffy's actions were what were upsetting. Not to mention the total disregard for the entire table's own feelings on the matter. Paige was still convinced that had the same sort of thing happened at the Slytherin Head of House's own table and the snakes reacted in the same way...he would have been on their side.
"You're not the one that needs to feel sorry for anything," she replied gently. "Just quite the disappointing start to term...but nothing can be done about that now but move on." And her final one at that. As if starting on the sombering note of remember a great man hadn't been enough...and the chance to celebrate him in their own way snatched from their grasp.
"Probably not," she laughed softly. "This is Hogwarts after all." And it seemed like this term was destined to have a wedding as its finale...which was unappealing to the Hufflepuff, despite being one of the sorts most likely to celebrate love. It was just hard, impossible really, to call what was being displayed between the two selfish poltergeists as that.
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The point loss, while unpleasant, did not matter so much to the seventh year. The sweeping misunderstandings and misplaced accusations that - arguably - validified Peeves and Miffy's actions were what were upsetting. Not to mention the total disregard for the entire table's own feelings on the matter. Paige was still convinced that had the same sort of thing happened at the Slytherin Head of House's own table and the snakes reacted in the same way...he would have been on their side.
"You're not the one that needs to feel sorry for anything," she replied gently. "Just quite the disappointing start to term...but nothing can be done about that now but move on." And her final one at that. As if starting on the sombering note of remember a great man hadn't been enough...and the chance to celebrate him in their own way snatched from their grasp.
"Probably not," she laughed softly. "This is Hogwarts after all." And it seemed like this term was destined to have a wedding as its finale...which was unappealing to the Hufflepuff, despite being one of the sorts most likely to celebrate love. It was just hard, impossible really, to call what was being displayed between the two selfish poltergeists as that.
Azura nodded as Paige spoke, she knew it wasn't her place to apologize, but she still felt bad for them. Losing points in that matter was not pleasant at all. Losing points in general wasn't super happy either..
But it seemed like it was bound to happen to the Ravenclaws so long as Daxton Prince was here. At least this terms -25 was better than last terms -70. Azura had felt light headed when she had seen that point loss. That poor boy.. he needed a hug or something..
"Mmmm, I can understand how disappointing that could be." She said with a nod, as she turned her purple eyes to glance out at the lake for a moment before turning back to the older Hufflepuff with a grin..
"You are right it is Hogwarts. My first feast here, there was a food fight, and then one of the Professors made it rain! I was.. just sitting there stunned.. but it was pretty funny as well." She would always have fond memories of that moment. When she had been sitting with Jasper and they had looked at each other, mashed potatoes dripping from their hair and water pouring down their faces, yet despite all that.. Their eyes had met and they had burst into laughter.. It was one of her happiest memories..
Yeah that would be a memory for the Patronus Charm..
Though she would have to forget the bitterness that followed it.. Life was like that sometimes.. Happy and then sad..
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Azura nodded as Paige spoke, she knew it wasn't her place to apologize, but she still felt bad for them. Losing points in that matter was not pleasant at all. Losing points in general wasn't super happy either..
But it seemed like it was bound to happen to the Ravenclaws so long as Daxton Prince was here. At least this terms -25 was better than last terms -70. Azura had felt light headed when she had seen that point loss. That poor boy.. he needed a hug or something..
"Mmmm, I can understand how disappointing that could be." She said with a nod, as she turned her purple eyes to glance out at the lake for a moment before turning back to the older Hufflepuff with a grin..
"You are right it is Hogwarts. My first feast here, there was a food fight, and then one of the Professors made it rain! I was.. just sitting there stunned.. but it was pretty funny as well." She would always have fond memories of that moment. When she had been sitting with Jasper and they had looked at each other, mashed potatoes dripping from their hair and water pouring down their faces, yet despite all that.. Their eyes had met and they had burst into laughter.. It was one of her happiest memories..
Yeah that would be a memory for the Patronus Charm..
Though she would have to forget the bitterness that followed it.. Life was like that sometimes.. Happy and then sad..
Sitting on the grass and leaning back a bit on her hands, face looking up through tiny gaps between leaves in the above tree at the patches of blue, Paige smiled a bit at that memory. "I remember that feast," she laughed. "I was honestly expecting Peeves and Miffy to pitch a fit and throw mashed potatoes or something at all of us for asking them to take their business elsewhere....as much as I did not fancy a repeat of that particular feast." No Professor Flamsteed to make it rain though, which was sad. Although Paige was also quite font of Marion Burbage.
That feast had most definately not given her a memory for a patronus - hers only coming within the past year on her 17th birthday - and her stomach tied in knots thinking about how her final feast at Hogwarts would turn out. Rather not dwell on it, to be honest.
"Still...I'd take a table of Gryffindors initiating a food fight over that feast any time."
Seemed to be a thing with Gryffindors since food fights had happened more than once because of their influence.
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It wasn't that cold as yet. One was still able to enjoy some time out by the Lake before winter set in, which was a good thing. Kay decided that particular afternoon that she wanted a walk to clear her head. Maybe she would even soak her feet in the lake or find something else relaxing to do.
In her hand, she was clutching a book about muggle animals. The woman intended to leave it in the hollow beech tree for anyone who was interested. The book itself had been owned by her for quite some years now and she felt it was time to pass it on, having read it so many times.
But before she did so, what other interesting books were in there? Kay peeked into the beech tree. Surely there would be something there that would hold her attention....
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It wasn't that cold as yet. One was still able to enjoy some time out by the Lake before winter set in, which was a good thing. Kay decided that particular afternoon that she wanted a walk to clear her head. Maybe she would even soak her feet in the lake or find something else relaxing to do.
In her hand, she was clutching a book about muggle animals. The woman intended to leave it in the hollow beech tree for anyone who was interested. The book itself had been owned by her for quite some years now and she felt it was time to pass it on, having read it so many times.
But before she did so, what other interesting books were in there? Kay peeked into the beech tree. Surely there would be something there that would hold her attention....
One thing that makes he States and Britain different is... the climate. He still needed to get used with the chilly weather here, even though San Francisco isn't not as warm as the other cities in West Coast area. Jordan walked )or maybe jogged a bit) around the castle ground to get some fresh air along with his dog. Lucky that Big Boss doesn't seem mind with the chilly cold weather.
The dog led him to the lake and he just followed him there. Man, what an active dog. Jordan just let him running around the lakeside while he's gonna sit leaning against the beech tree. He tightened his scarf and watch his dog playing around the lake. Well, hopefully that he wouldn't fall to the lake or it's gonna be difficult to keep him dry. It was such a nice weather though, he was glad that he came down here after dealing with the creatures in the barn. Looking around, Jordan noticed that one of his fellow professor was there, enjoying her free time and reading something. He gave Kaysha a small wave and probably he would walk toward and joined her there.
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Miranda smiled... she was happy everyone enjoyed the Chocolate Badgers she and Cassie had made... " We'll be sure to make them now and again.. so long as my mum sends me the right ingredients.. " Miranda was definitely in a much better mood since the little party in the commonroom... But confusion about boys was still in the back of her head..
" I'm not much of a baker quite yet... Cassie is gonna teach me... We made a deal over summer... I'm gonna teach her everything I know about candy making and she is gonna teach me how to bake... " Beaming at the thought of learning new things... " Maybe you should make some cupcakes for the next gathering we have?" Miranda was serious... He had said he baked with his mum.. so why not see how good a sweet he could conjure... right?.. Made sense to her. And as far as she was concerned there as no such thing as a bad sweet...
Leaning back against the trunk of the tree, Henry looked up at what he could see of the sky between the leaves and he let his legs dangle down from the branch. This was a good enough spot, he thought, and he relaxed as he listened to Miranda.
"Oh, that's cool... you should. And I bet the elves wouldn't mind if you used some of the ingredients in the kitchen if your mom didn't send any. Especially since they'd be for a bunch of students." He chuckled thinking of the elves though. Anytime he was in the kitchen, they were more than insistent on helping or doing things themselves.
"Yeah, maybe.." he shrugged. "I mean, I have made some things like that for friends before, it just depends if I have time." He always seemed so busy lately. And it'd depend on his mood, whether he felt like it or not with all that he had to do.
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Leaning back against the trunk of the tree, Henry looked up at what he could see of the sky between the leaves and he let his legs dangle down from the branch. This was a good enough spot, he thought, and he relaxed as he listened to Miranda.
"Oh, that's cool... you should. And I bet the elves wouldn't mind if you used some of the ingredients in the kitchen if your mom didn't send any. Especially since they'd be for a bunch of students." He chuckled thinking of the elves though. Anytime he was in the kitchen, they were more than insistent on helping or doing things themselves.
"Yeah, maybe.." he shrugged. "I mean, I have made some things like that for friends before, it just depends if I have time." He always seemed so busy lately. And it'd depend on his mood, whether he felt like it or not with all that he had to do.
Still watching as he climbed to a comfortable enough spot.Miranda shifted her position so as to better see him where he now rested up high in the tree's branches. She stared up as her arms folded sat on top of her knees as she leaned back just a bit making sure to keep her balance.
" Well, My mum is usually pretty on point when it comes to sending me packages from home... And... I've already asked her to send one most every week..." Miranda thought for a moment and contiued, " Ya know.. I bet the kitchen would become a madhouse if I were to try and make anything in there.. Maybe I can find the room of requirement.. Then.... I could make anything I wanted..." She said eyebrows raised at her genius brainstorming.... Not many second years would know much about it... But her father had told her a story once of how he had found it with a friend of his whilst he was back at school...
Miranda knew Henry was a nice kid and was always so help ful... And for somne reason his last statement kind of stuck with her and she thought of how kinda streesed he looked since classses had started.
" Say, Henry...? Have you been alright?.. everything going well in class?"
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One thing that makes he States and Britain different is... the climate. He still needed to get used with the chilly weather here, even though San Francisco isn't not as warm as the other cities in West Coast area. Jordan walked )or maybe jogged a bit) around the castle ground to get some fresh air along with his dog. Lucky that Big Boss doesn't seem mind with the chilly cold weather.
The dog led him to the lake and he just followed him there. Man, what an active dog. Jordan just let him running around the lakeside while he's gonna sit leaning against the beech tree. He tightened his scarf and watch his dog playing around the lake. Well, hopefully that he wouldn't fall to the lake or it's gonna be difficult to keep him dry. It was such a nice weather though, he was glad that he came down here after dealing with the creatures in the barn. Looking around, Jordan noticed that one of his fellow professor was there, enjoying her free time and reading something. He gave Kaysha a small wave and probably he would walk toward and joined her there.
Perfect! There were a few crime books. When she was ready to head back to the Castle, she must remember to grab it. For now, she would spend some relaxing time at the edge of the Lake. If she sat at the edge of the dock, she'd be able to stick her feet in the water. She turned away from the Tree just in time to see Jordan and his dog arrive. The woman waved back to her friend though her eyes moved to his dog almost immediately.
Kay jogged over to them. "Hello, Jordan! Hello, Big Boss!'' she called. The Professor loved that dog. "He's still so energetic, I see.'' She laughed softly as she watched him before looking at Jordan. "How's it going, Jordan?"
Still watching as he climbed to a comfortable enough spot.Miranda shifted her position so as to better see him where he now rested up high in the tree's branches. She stared up as her arms folded sat on top of her knees as she leaned back just a bit making sure to keep her balance.
" Well, My mum is usually pretty on point when it comes to sending me packages from home... And... I've already asked her to send one most every week..." Miranda thought for a moment and contiued, " Ya know.. I bet the kitchen would become a madhouse if I were to try and make anything in there.. Maybe I can find the room of requirement.. Then.... I could make anything I wanted..." She said eyebrows raised at her genius brainstorming.... Not many second years would know much about it... But her father had told her a story once of how he had found it with a friend of his whilst he was back at school...
Miranda knew Henry was a nice kid and was always so help ful... And for somne reason his last statement kind of stuck with her and she thought of how kinda streesed he looked since classses had started.
" Say, Henry...? Have you been alright?.. everything going well in class?"
"Every week? Wow, that's a lot.." Henry did get a weekly owl from his parents, but he wouldn't ever count on care packages or supplies nearly that often. He was always pleasantly surprised when he did receive a package from them once in a while though.
Henry nodded and closed his eyes. "Probably. I think the elves get annoyed when people are in the kitchen all the time, even if they are accommodating most of the time." He couldn't blame them really though. It was their domain and even though they were really sweet and nice, they probably just wanted to do their thing once in a while too. "Huh. Yeah, I guess the Room of Requirement would work for that." He hadn't really thought about it for baking purposes, but it did really seem to give you what you required. "That is, if someone else isn't using it. A lot of people want to use it anymore and if someone else is using it for something else, then you'd have to wait." But that only happened to him a couple times so it might not even be an issue for her.
He opened his eyes and peered down at her quizzically as he heard her question, unsure of why she'd suddenly have concern. "I've been fine.. things have been going great actually. Why.. things okay with you?"
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Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
Snow wasn't Noelle's favorite thing, but she wanted to enjoy some time outside in it. The first big snowfall was always the prettiest. This year was no exception. The air was crisp, the light bright from the white. There was just an innocence, a newness.
Noelle headed out and plopped down near the frozen lake. She'd brought her homework and classwork that needed some extra work, but she wasn't in the mood to do them. Instead, she grabbed her wand and pointed them at her shoes.
Testing out her Transfiguration skills, she turned her shoes into skates. Her smile growing. Standing back up, Noelle left her books on the snow and wobbled to the lake. Time to test out these newly made skates.
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
Snow wasn't Noelle's favorite thing, but she wanted to enjoy some time outside in it. The first big snowfall was always the prettiest. This year was no exception. The air was crisp, the light bright from the white. There was just an innocence, a newness.
Noelle headed out and plopped down near the frozen lake. She'd brought her homework and classwork that needed some extra work, but she wasn't in the mood to do them. Instead, she grabbed her wand and pointed them at her shoes.
Testing out her Transfiguration skills, she turned her shoes into skates. Her smile growing. Standing back up, Noelle left her books on the snow and wobbled to the lake. Time to test out these newly made skates.
A puff of white smoke escaped Bella's lips as she exhaled, before taking in a deep breath of the cold crisp air of winter. There was something about the cold and snow that made her feel right at home. She had always loved the snow. If she had to pick a favorite season winter would tie with summer.
Sometime outside was way over due, so she made her way down to the lake. She didn't bring any homework or books with her because she didn't feel like studying, but having a little fun. Bella was walking near the lake when she spotted someone walking funny toward the frozen water. When she took at closer look she noticed the ice skate.
I wouldn’t mind doing some ice skating. Bella thought to herself, but she hadn’t thought to bring her skates down with her. She walked a little closer. “That looks like fun Noelle. I wish I brought my skates down with me.” She asked, recognizing the girl to be one of her house mates. She had never really talked to her, but Bella tried to make sure she at least knew everyone’s name.
Let your light shine || Be the sun || You're important. Always.
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Noelle put her newly made skate onto the ice when she heard someone talking to her. She didnt recognize the voice, so she turned to look. Only thing was, she had for a split second, forgot that she was getting on ice. Her blade went sideways from her turning to look t see who was talking to her, and down she went.
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Noelle laughed when she landed. "Oh! Isabella!" She knew her name but she had never said more than a few sentences to the girl in passing. "I'd say come ice skating with me. But, Im not doing much skating."
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You is kind You is smart You is IMPORTANT Farah Dubey Seventh Year Hufflepuff
Miranda made her way down to the frozen edge of the lake and pulled the blanket from her bag and spread it on the ground near her favorite everything tree... It was probably her favourite place at the whole school. She would come down here everyday if the weather allowed it....
Whoa hold up ... Wait a minute... Did she just think about the very thing they had just learned about in charms class?.... I think so.... Miranda pulled her charms textbook from her bag and plopped down on her blaket and opened her book and began to reread the bit on weather charms...
Noelle put her newly made skate onto the ice when she heard someone talking to her. She didnt recognize the voice, so she turned to look. Only thing was, she had for a split second, forgot that she was getting on ice. Her blade went sideways from her turning to look t see who was talking to her, and down she went.
ooooof
Noelle laughed when she landed. "Oh! Isabella!" She knew her name but she had never said more than a few sentences to the girl in passing. "I'd say come ice skating with me. But, Im not doing much skating."
Why did she have a funny feeling that this wasn't going to end? The moment Noelle skates slipped from under her, Bella gasped. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to distract you." She replied a little frantic as she moved onto the ice to help. Okay, so maybe that wasn’t the best idea because her shoes weren’t exactly ice appropriate which caused her feet to slipped a little.
Woah!!!
Bella tried to stand still to regain her balance to no avail. Her feet slipped from under her and down she went, landing on her bottom a few feet away from Noelle. “I guess that makes two of us.” She replied giggling a little herself. “I would love to skate with you, but I didn’t think to bring my skates down.”
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