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Entrance Hall https://s25.postimg.org/p00ffexsf/ehall_zps546bf911.jpg Welcome to Hogwarts! All guests and residents enter and leave the castle through Hogwarts' two great oak front doors. Once inside the Hall, you'll notice newly cleaned marble floors, a majestic central staircase, large, iridescent arched windows, and numerous doors and staircases leading off from the hall. |
For Linds/Mason Kimi made his way into the entrance hall and stopped for a few moments to catch his breath because the short climb up from the kitchens made him feel breathless and he needed to rest before he moved on to his next location |
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But before he could walk up the steps that lead to the door of the Great Hall he was suprised to see kimi, a Hufflepuff he had met on the train once, catching his breath. "Dude, don't tell me you're tired from those few steps" he said as he came to an halt. "Those stairs are nothing compared to where i need to go" aka the top of the tower. |
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Oh Merlin's Beard he wasn't contagious right? He took a suuuubtle step to the side. What if he got chosen to participate in the IMPS tournament and he got sick himself?! He couldn't risk that chance. |
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Mason looked at Kimi with an almost curious expression on his face. He wondered what the guy had yet at the same time did not want to sound rude so he kept his mouth shut. Maybe he just needed a distraction, and food was the best distraction...apart from reading a good book of course. "Well, i'm going to get something to eat at the Great Hall, you hungry too?" he asked. |
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For Daniiii. <3 HE WAS READYYYYY! Like, ready set go ready. Where was Jessa? Holding his broom (YES, HIS BROOM!) Cameron was waiting for his friend in the Entrance Hall. To be fair, it took her a lot longer than him to get here. Who would want to live in the tower anyway? The only advantage you had up there was probably the view. But you could have that from all the other towers too. Or in the AIR! Like they were about to. He had forgotten to ask if Jessa had her own broom but he'd brought his own (BRAND NEW) Beater's Bat and had asked one of the older students to duplicate it. That would do for now right? It would last for a few hours. Hopefully. |
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Balancing on a broom was one thing, but when you suddenly had to consider everything else happening in the air with you, everything got at least a zillion times more difficult. Approaching the final steps, Jessa hopped off the staircase, skidding to a stop by her friend with a breathless grin. "Here! Ready! Flying! Yes!" The girl leaned against her broom to steady herself. Breeeeeeeathe. Last thing she needed was an asthma attack and with all the stairs between here and the tower plus the EX-CITE-MENT, she could feel her lungs doing a thing. Nothing she couldn't handle if it stayed like this. Just needed to breathe. "Ooohhh, is that your beater's bat?!?!" He had TWO??? Merlin's beard they looked....gorgeous....and...and dangerous at the same time. "Quidditch Pitch?" Quidditch Pitch. Let's go. |
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"Hiiiii!" Could she tell that he was excited?? Maybe by the tone of his voice? Or maybe by the BIG GRIN on his face? At least he wasn't bouncing on the spot (no, he was MATURE after all) but he was definitely bouncing on the inside. E X C I T E D !!! And Jessa seemed just as excited. Which made him even MORE excited. :whaa: He stuck out his chin a little, clearly proud of the affirmative way he was able to answer her question. "Yes, it is! It's mine. I got it as a going to Hogwarts gift at the end of summer." Which was AWESOME! His own Beater's bat. Even though his parents had TRIED to maybe get him to reconsider playing Chaser, something about Beating being too dangerous. But pfft. Nope. This was his DESTINY. And now he even had that special gift Natalia Franks-Mundie had given him to keep him going. He'd of course left it at home for now. His protection spells weren't that good just yet and he did NOT want it to get stolen. It was the most amazing thing he'd ever owned. EVER. "I had someone duplicate it. It should last through today. But probably not much longer." Cameron handed her the duplicate Beater's Bat, on which he'd tied a small red ribbon to make sure he didn't give her HIS. They did pretty much look identical right now. "Yes! Let's go." Off to the Quidditch Pitch! |
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"That's neat! You can get in a whole ton of practice before next summer. Will you be going to quidditch camp again?" And why were they still standing here??? They had to get to the pitch!! Jessa took the duplicated bat, turning it over in her hand. "It's kinda heavy." She said finally, not a complaint but an observation. "You must need a good bit of muscle to swing it right." The smallest of glances was spared to her own puny set before she tucked the bat under her arm that held her broom before linking the other arm with his. Pitch, the were going to the pitch, which meant they had to start walking. The Ravenclaw took bold, enthusiastic steps toward the large double doors, eager to get started. "Do you happen to have any bludgers tucked away?" |
For Feely! <3 It had been a sunny morning and Kay had completed her almost- daily jog before going to check on Marshmallow. She had ended up playing playing with her crup longer than she intended but she had finally torn away herself to jog back to the Castle. A shower was needed, of course; that would happen shortly. The professor paused at the Entrance. Her hair tie had become slack and as such, her hair was becoming undone. She pulled the tie off to proceed to put her hair back neatly in place. Having long hair was a pain sometimes and she pondered yet again if she should cut it. |
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The problem was that it did get sort of boring to wait around. And Abey was about 99% CERTAIN THAT HE WAS A SEER but he still didn't seem to have the type of SEEING that let him know when he would be spending huge chunks of his day in the Entrance Hall, otherwise he would have thought to bring his paints along. He didn't really want to go and get them now either, because that meant walking through the corridors ALONE, and no thank you. So Abey just passed the time by people watching. He sat on the banister - right at the bottom of the stairs, because he wasn't really big on the idea of hanging out near portal-friendly walls - in a cross-legged position (because he was small enough to fit on it like that), head propped in his hand and watching people wandering about. Ooh! That was a professor, wasn't it? |
SPOILER!!: Cutie *__* Even though she certainly was focused on re-tying her hair, Kay spared enough time to greet the students heading in or our of the Castle. They either got smiles or a friendly 'good morning!' or a combination of both. "Better,'' she told herself, referring to her hair. Hello there! Her gaze had just settled on a certain small second year. Wasn't he simply adorable sitting tucked away there? And was Abey just people watching? "Mr Botros! Good morning.'' Kay could see that he was looking in her direction. "Are you enjoying the morning so far?'' This was just the Gryffindor that Kay had wanted to see. She had meant to check on him and how he was doing after last term's harrowing experience. |
for Erin's Dora Rhea Durant was annoyed. Why was it that every single time she wanted some peace and quiet someone would come along and ruin it? This time it had been a couple of first year boys running around the common room, yelling so loudly that she could still here them when she reached her dorm room. 'NO ONE CARES', she wanted to shout at them. Blimey. She couldn't even escape to her own room. They were everywhere. There was only one thing for it. An evening walk. 'Bundled' up in a dark hoodie, she made her way out through the castle, reaching the entrance hall. Needless to say, she had to take a few detours to avoid people. There were accidental detours, too, because she hadn't quite got the hang of finding her way around the castle, but soon enough she was in sight of the doors. Almost there. Rhea had no real plan for when she got outside, but that didn't matter to her in the moment. She was just sick of people being everywhere and wished she could have some alone time. Just for a little while. That wasn't too much to ask, surely? |
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And in her distracted moment she did bump into someone. Yipes. Well it wasn't difficult considering her school had been INVADED BY A BUNCH OF AMERICANS! Because she wasn't rude though she did look up, slightly abashed, and say, "M'sorry. Truly. I was distracted. Are you alright? " |
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"Yeah. Fine. Don't worry about it." Hopefully this girl wouldn't push the matter. |
Um RUDE! Dora heard the sigh and just caught that annoyed VIBE from the girl. And narrowed eyes. Who the hell did this girl think she was?! Dora Umbridge didn't take kindly to rude people... and her temper wasn't exactly one with a long fuse. The blonde tucked a curl inside her hood as she gave the girl a stank look. "Mhmm. Whatever, " she said as she side stepped the YOUNG girl and strode toward the door. But one parting bit of wisdom... "You'll catch more flies with honey than with vinegar you know. " Meaning don't be such as jerk! |
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Did this count as being wronged? Hm. Sorry, what? Rhea almost scoffed at the girl's final statement. "What is that supposed to mean?" A laugh threatened to escape her lips. "I'm sorry I was rude. Clearly not a people person," she said, gesturing to herself, "but you did bump into me," she pointed out. |
before the competition kicks off TL [ Abey and EVERYONE!! ] He really REALLY needed to learn how to be Stopping just off to the right of the doors, the Hufflepuff threw open his case and pulled out not one, not two, not three, but NINE small boxes. EACH containing T-shirts with the face of one of the eight Hogwarts competitors and then one last box that had a T-shirt charmed to cycle through all the competitors. He had asked for help from an older student for that last one, but the rest he had managed on his OWN! Gryffindors first...then Hufflepuffs...then Ravenclaws...and then Slytherins. He was proud to say he knew BOTH the Gryffindor representatives. Dora, Mama Dora in his head SOMETIMES, was always giving him solid advice and keeping him save AND helping him practice his Mermish. He still needed to introduce Natalie to her about that, come to think of it. Levi had been super nice to him too, making him feel okay about things when he got sick in Potions and taught him a very important distinction between garden hoes and other sorts. There was Etta who OF COURSE Derf knew .......um...ANYWAY! Brent! DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE. Derf figured he would do well in this little competition but he had to wonder if it felt WEIRD competing against his old school so soon after transferring to Hogwarts. And he REALLY didn't know the Slytherin female representative whose name was really long but he DID know that he liked her hair. Boxes all in a NEAT line...he waited. Should he charge for these? Someone had suggested that he do that but then how MUCH?!?!?!?! Where was Abey? He ought to ask him...and hope Abey was better at counting coins than he was or else they may be a mild disaster. |
Hi Derf Mmmm, time to go look for some breakfast, probably oatmeal and fruit today. This morning Isa was in a good mood as she generally was on most mornings, but she was extra excited about the IMPS competition thing. She had been spending all of her free time since the champions had been announced planning her outfit for watching the first challenge and making signs so she could cheer for people. Isa had even been trying to write her own cheers for people, although she didn't particularly like any of the cheers she had come up with so far. As she skipped and twirled through the entrance hall on her way to breakfast, Isa noticed her friend Derf doing something with boxes. Derf! Who cared what was in the boxes, she just wanted to see Derf. DERF! "Hi Derf! What are you up to?" Her face lit up in a smile like a beam of sunshine. Isa was all smiles around Derf. He was the kind of guy who made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and she was pretty sure that was a good thing. Everything he did was just so cute! He loved creatures too, and she had interest in what he was doing with creatures. She was even in on Stasya's goat plan. That was discussion for another time and place though. Right now all Isa was thinking about was Derf and all of the adorable things he did in class and how kind he was. Derf was definitely one of Isa's favorite people at Hogwarts. |
Hmmmmmm...he probably should have brought some mannequins or something with him. OOOOOH! Or the dummies in the practice room near Professor Hirsch's office. But THAT would mean maybe seeing that man and Derf really REALLY was not ready to do that. There was a hole and VOID in his heart over what had transpired and this little Hufflepuff was NOT over it. He could consult Abey once he got here and then they could sort it out. In the meantime...he probably should model one of the shirts. OF COURSE he moved towards Dora's first, but then he pivoting on the spot and spun back around to grab the one of the alternating faces. Grabbing one of the topmost T-shirts - which was a little big for him but oh well - he slipped it on and tugged at the hem to watch the faces morph into one another when he heard someone say his name. "Hey Isa," he grinned. "S-Spreading s-s-some Hogwarts cheer!" He even gave his own shirt a tug at the hem to stretch it out a little to show it off. "Do you want one? I have one for each champion too." Hence all the boxes. |
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”Have you eaten anything yet? I’m on my way to get breakfast. You could come with me, if you want. Or if you need to stay here I could bring you something.” Couldn’t let Derf go hungry. Did he have any diet restrictions? Was he vegetarian too? Isa didn't know of any other vegetarians at Hogwarts, so he probably wasn't. Then again, she didn't just go around asking people about their eating habits. Could be an interesting project. |
*as its been so long... only replies here* SPOILER!!: it's been 84 years Automatically, and because it was polite and respectful and because he had been brought up to value and practice those very things - especially with his elders - Abey greeted the professor back. "Good morning, Professor Stewart," he said cheerfully enough, smiling shyly because that tended to be his way when he spoke with adults one-on-one. Usually he dragged Théo or Derf or Junia with him when he needed to ask professors questions, and got them to do the asking for him, or at least the part where they got the professors' attention. "Yes, very much, thank you. Um... how about you?" ... and then, because he was already talking at it was much easier to ask questions once he had got going... "Were you out running? ... Or flying?" That last part maybe sounded almost hopeful. Abey looooooved talking about flying actually. |
SPOILER!!: Abey! <3 His shyness was rather apparent and adorable! How Kay loved the younger kiddos especially! "I'm doing rather well, thank you for asking.'' Kay laughed quietly. "Running, actually. Though it is quite a wonderful day for flying. You should definitely take advantage of that.'' And now she moved on to the topic she was most anxious to get to. "How have you been coping with the events from last term? I know it would have been rather traumatising for you.'' Did Abey get nightmares? The woman hoped not. |
Merlin, Brent missed sports. Although he was happy here at Hogwarts, it was something that he missed about Ilvermorny. It was also the reason he'd been out on the grounds, taking a walk outside and missing the opportunity to get and play some sports. He'd quickly grown bored, though, what with no actual game going on. He thought about what Quidditch must have been like in it's prime, right here at Hogwarts. It was too bad they didn't value sports as much as he did. He thought the kids here would really enjoy it, but apparently his opinion wasn't the popular one. Brent opened the doors to the castle and stepped back into the entrance hall. Did he like it here? Sure he did, and he actually preferred Hogwarts over Ilvermorny now. That might have a little something to do with a certain female Slytherin named Miss Skylar Diggory. It was also strange to him that his two schools were merging as one this year. It was odd seeing so many familiar faces but knowing that they were now from a different school, even though they'd once upon a time been his classmates. He lingered in the entrance hall for a little longer, debating on whether he should explore a little more or just head back to the common room. |
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And that's when she saw none other than Brent Westwood. Traitor of sorts, wasn't he? She sneered at him. "Well if it isn't Hogwarts' champion Brent Westwood?" she asked. "How are you, boy?" She hoped he lost. Valerie and Kyle had to win, else she be severely disappointed. And no, she didn't feel this was a cruel opinion. Melanie had no qualms. This was the real world, and in the real world, not everyone was cheering you on 24/7. She wouldn't be openly cruel to his face, though. He was a child, and she was an adult. The odds were unfair. "Liking Hogwarts since you switched over? Hmm?" The itch she had to go home was strong lately. She hated this place, the weather, the general politeness of the Brits, and the way they over-pronounced every damn 'T' in all their words. It was waaadder, Brits. Not WA-TTER. /endrant. Melanie was done with all of this, especially since what she had come here for had been done successfully, as far as she knew. |
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