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BanaBatGirl 12-22-2020 02:39 AM

The Giant Treehouse
 
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Off to one side of the lake is a copse of trees that arch so high up in the sky, it's nearly impossible to see where their leafy tops end. But at the bottom of one is a rope ladder and a winding wooden staircase that wraps around the thickest trunk of the trees and leads up into the sky.

If you dare to ascend the ladder or the staircase, you'll be rewarded by entering the Giant Treehouse, which looks something like a cross between a log cabin and a miniature Hogwarts castle. The treehouse has a large veranda with rocking chairs on it and is completely surrounding and supported by the trunks of at least three trees, so it feels fairly stable even though it's suspended waaaaaaaaaay up in the air. The inside of the treehouse contains a few empty rooms, a tower, and a loft, but there are pillows and blankets, spare bits of parchment, ink and quills, and a bucket on a rope and pulley that goes all the way to the bottom of the tree. The treehouse looks (and smells!) brand-new, with nice new windows and fairy lights that illuminate the treehouse at dusktime.

No one said Williamson didn't still have the heart of a kid sometimes. He built this just for you.

And don't wory about falling out of the treehouse; there are a LOT of spells protecting and supporting the giant treehouse. If you were to fall from the treehouse or its platform, your fall would be slowed by magic. Plus, the ground below the treehouse has been charmed to feel like the equivalent of a squishy gym mat. Be careful though; too much horseplay will result in the grumpy groundskeeper shutting things down or turning this into his personal fort where kids can't find him.


FearlessLeader19 05-05-2021 11:39 PM

Shan/Lisa <3
 
The Treehouse seemed like a good place for her to work on Heath’s birthday present.

After climbing the stairs, Claudine opted to sit in the veranda on one of the rocking chairs. So, removing her bag from her shoulder, she sat feeling like an old woman. The girl took a moment to enjoy the view. It really was something. Williamson had undone himself.

Anyway.

There was work to be done.

Who could believe the boyfriend was turning seventeen soon? Certainly not her. But his coming of age was a fact and Claudine had decided she wanted to design something special for him. That DIY shirt kit she had bought in Diagon Alley that summer would certainly come in handy. But first, Claudine wanted to sketch her idea out. That was why her sixth year sketch pad was on her lap and her pencil was in hand.

To work she got.

Watson 05-06-2021 12:53 AM

Ali/Claudine!! Helloooo <3
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 (Post 12494329)
The Treehouse seemed like a good place for her to work on Heath’s birthday present.

After climbing the stairs, Claudine opted to sit in the veranda on one of the rocking chairs. So, removing her bag from her shoulder, she sat feeling like an old woman. The girl took a moment to enjoy the view. It really was something. Williamson had undone himself.

Anyway.

There was work to be done.

Who could believe the boyfriend was turning seventeen soon? Certainly not her. But his coming of age was a fact and Claudine had decided she wanted to design something special for him. That DIY shirt kit she had bought in Diagon Alley that summer would certainly come in handy. But first, Claudine wanted to sketch her idea out. That was why her sixth year sketch pad was on her lap and her pencil was in hand.

To work she got.

There was a GIANT treehouse and NONE of her siblings had told her?!?? THE. AUDACITY!!!!!!!!! :whaa:

The youngest Nam pretty much figured out just by dying the magnificent structure that this would be her secret hideout chaotic lair where she would conduct all her business!! where she would come relax after classes. She hated heights (it was an irrational fear, of course) but she was sure she would overcome it.

But fiiiiirst..... she had to climb that ladder.

:blink:

Was it worth it?

Obviously it was. Curiosity drove her to climb up the ladder. She took one step at a time and didn’t dare to look down to notice that it would be a long way back to the ground. It wasn’t the act of falling that terrified her- it was the act of landing or crashing into ground. Gravity was just an accomplice.

Now at the top of the ladder she saw the wooden treehouse in all of its glory. It made her a little sad when she looked at it because the style of the house reminded her of camping trips from this past summer with the fam. How she kissed her Eomma and Appa right now. And Noah too.

Lisa scanned her surroundings, looking for a familiar face at all. She couldn’t find anyone that she recognized but did find an older girl who seemed to be busy working on something. Curiosity, once again, got the better of her and she BOUNDED over to the girl to see what she was working on. It seemed like she was writing or drawing- she couldn’t tell what exactly.

She gently tapped the older girl’s arm- she couldn’t quite reach her shoulder because she was only 4 ft 2 herself. “Watcha working on?

Chelliephone 05-07-2021 03:41 AM

Stella/Tadhg! <3
 
The Treehouse was another relaxing spot on the Grounds that Evan liked to frequent. In the beginning, he'd been a little leery of the height, but after a slip on the ladder once and feeling the anti-gravity charms keeping him from injury, he was much more comfortable around the whole thing. So after the first few classes, he'd decided this would be a good place to try getting some studying in.

Or just sitting and finally writing that letter he owed his Eomma. With his bag slung over his shoulder, Evan started the trek up the staircase - preferring that over the ladder - and finding a pillow to lay against the siding so he could sit and stretch his legs out in front of him. That was much more comfortable than the chairs, he found.

Although highly more inconvenient for anyone else wanting to get around him.

oh its Erik ok 05-09-2021 04:06 PM

Waddles/Josey
 
Amabel was just going about her days like she usually would. It ranges from what kind of mess did Kinsay and Emm get themselves into this time, what her dormmates were doing, what she was bothering Henry about this time, and to last but not least schoolwork. So it varies a lot.

She was spending some of her time learning spells that interested her and as usual not drawing any attention to herself. Anyway, on this fine day she was taking a notebook up to the treehouse to draw or do whatever. She just liked sitting up there.

On this attempt up to the treehouse, she was taking the stairs since why would you even use the rope unless well you were not carrying anything. Tangent aside, she walked right to a rocking chair on the veranda and took a seat. Notebook out now she looked around for something to draw. If she ever got bored enough she could always get a list going for boys in her year or older.

Just an idea

FearlessLeader19 05-09-2021 08:19 PM

SPOILER!!: This cutie. OMG <3
Quote:

Originally Posted by Watson (Post 12494334)
There was a GIANT treehouse and NONE of her siblings had told her?!?? THE. AUDACITY!!!!!!!!! :whaa:

The youngest Nam pretty much figured out just by dying the magnificent structure that this would be her secret hideout chaotic lair where she would conduct all her business!! where she would come relax after classes. She hated heights (it was an irrational fear, of course) but she was sure she would overcome it.

But fiiiiirst..... she had to climb that ladder.

:blink:

Was it worth it?

Obviously it was. Curiosity drove her to climb up the ladder. She took one step at a time and didn’t dare to look down to notice that it would be a long way back to the ground. It wasn’t the act of falling that terrified her- it was the act of landing or crashing into ground. Gravity was just an accomplice.

Now at the top of the ladder she saw the wooden treehouse in all of its glory. It made her a little sad when she looked at it because the style of the house reminded her of camping trips from this past summer with the fam. How she kissed her Eomma and Appa right now. And Noah too.

Lisa scanned her surroundings, looking for a familiar face at all. She couldn’t find anyone that she recognized but did find an older girl who seemed to be busy working on something. Curiosity, once again, got the better of her and she BOUNDED over to the girl to see what she was working on. It seemed like she was writing or drawing- she couldn’t tell what exactly.

She gently tapped the older girl’s arm- she couldn’t quite reach her shoulder because she was only 4 ft 2 herself. “Watcha working on?



By the time young Lisa Nam had pretty much drowned in awe due to the Treehouse, Claudine had gotten a sketch of a tee shirt up on the page of her book. She was now in the process of working on a baby Yoda. The outlines of his huge, but admittedly cute, ears were taking shape. Heath was going to make a nerd out of her in no time, the rate that he was sharing all of his interests with her. Not that Claudine minded; she always was interested in the things Heath liked.

Absently, the sixth year tilted the rocking chair back, holding it in place with her feet which were planted firmly on the floor. And she continued to work. Until she was startled out of her wits, that is. Her feet slipped and the rocking chair righted itself. Excuse you. She had not been expecting company, least of all said company in the form of a shortie.

“Hello,’’ Claudine said, narrowing her eyes at the first year. “Do you usually sneak up on others like that?’’ Okay, she had felt the tap before she heard the voice but still… “I’m planning a design for a tee shirt,’’ she added stiffly. Was the Slytherin embarrassed about being startled? Yes. Ahem.

Waddles 05-10-2021 02:58 AM

Erik
 
Text Cut: Amabel
Quote:

Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok (Post 12494898)
Amabel was just going about her days like she usually would. It ranges from what kind of mess did Kinsay and Emm get themselves into this time, what her dormmates were doing, what she was bothering Henry about this time, and to last but not least schoolwork. So it varies a lot.

She was spending some of her time learning spells that interested her and as usual not drawing any attention to herself. Anyway, on this fine day she was taking a notebook up to the treehouse to draw or do whatever. She just liked sitting up there.

On this attempt up to the treehouse, she was taking the stairs since why would you even use the rope unless well you were not carrying anything. Tangent aside, she walked right to a rocking chair on the veranda and took a seat. Notebook out now she looked around for something to draw. If she ever got bored enough she could always get a list going for boys in her year or older.

Just an idea



Margaret was not hiding. Well, maybe a little, hiding from an essay she was supposed to write. They had magic. Couldn't the essay write itself? Self-writing parchment, surely that was a thing? She'd have to ask someone with older siblings. Surely she could get through all of Hogwarts without writing another essay. They had magic! Why did they need essays?

She had her wand and a small bag of feathers she'd collected from Vendetta, that she was going to use for some charms practice, and she was going to the treehouse because being off the ground was the next best thing to flying.

She climbed up the rope ladder, obviously, because it was good exercise and someday she might need to use that upper body strength for a weird Quidditch maneuver. Like...hanging from the broom and kicking the Quaffle into the hoop, or something. Wasn't there a maneuver called that? She'd have to check Quidditch through the Ages out from the library to remember. Or, she supposed she could ask the new flying instructor, or maybe even one of those older students who played on the Under-17 team. Yeah, she'd ask them. Anything to avoid a book.

She almost didn't notice the Ravenclaw in the rocking chair. She startled as she was trying to fully right herself after reaching the platform. Climbing a rope ladder took a lot of brain juice, so she was fully distracted and couldn't remember her yearmate's name. "Yaaa! Hi Edith!"

Watson 05-11-2021 02:50 AM

SPOILER!!: The artist!! :3
Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 (Post 12494975)
By the time young Lisa Nam had pretty much drowned in awe due to the Treehouse, Claudine had gotten a sketch of a tee shirt up on the page of her book. She was now in the process of working on a baby Yoda. The outlines of his huge, but admittedly cute, ears were taking shape. Heath was going to make a nerd out of her in no time, the rate that he was sharing all of his interests with her. Not that Claudine minded; she always was interested in the things Heath liked.

Absently, the sixth year tilted the rocking chair back, holding it in place with her feet which were planted firmly on the floor. And she continued to work. Until she was startled out of her wits, that is. Her feet slipped and the rocking chair righted itself. Excuse you. She had not been expecting company, least of all said company in the form of a shortie.

“Hello,’’ Claudine said, narrowing her eyes at the first year. “Do you usually sneak up on others like that?’’ Okay, she had felt the tap before she heard the voice but still… “I’m planning a design for a tee shirt,’’ she added stiffly. Was the Slytherin embarrassed about being startled? Yes. Ahem.


Lisa tilted her head, glancing up at the older girl and ignoring the older girl’s eye narrow. She figured the narrowing of her eyes was driven by the fact perhaps the older girl had less than impressive vision NOT the fact that she, Lisa, could be perceived as being rude for interrupting her. She was never rude. Just adorable with cruppy eyes and all. But nevertheless, she had tapped the girl’s shoulder before interrupting. “I did tap your shoulder before but you seemed very focused on your drawing...” she mentioned before casting her eyes at the older girl’s sketchbook.

Her face lit up immediately like a match striking the outside of the matchbox. Energy combusting within her as she realized just WHO this older girl was drawing And it was not Daniel Yoon!!. It was... “GROGU!!! She LOVED STAR WARS. She had her own lightsaber tucked away in her trunk. Did this girl also like Star Wars too? Was she a secret Jedi witch?!? The tiny Ravenclaw began fangirling and subconsciously began bouncing on her toes with excitement. She just couldn’t contain it. “Sorry for sneaking up on you.... ” She wasn’t too too sorry now. She was glad that she had but it was the polite thing to say if it wasn’t entirely true. “Are you a fan of Star Wars?

Granger Danger 05-12-2021 12:39 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Chelliephone (Post 12494534)
The Treehouse was another relaxing spot on the Grounds that Evan liked to frequent. In the beginning, he'd been a little leery of the height, but after a slip on the ladder once and feeling the anti-gravity charms keeping him from injury, he was much more comfortable around the whole thing. So after the first few classes, he'd decided this would be a good place to try getting some studying in.

Or just sitting and finally writing that letter he owed his Eomma. With his bag slung over his shoulder, Evan started the trek up the staircase - preferring that over the ladder - and finding a pillow to lay against the siding so he could sit and stretch his legs out in front of him. That was much more comfortable than the chairs, he found.

Although highly more inconvenient for anyone else wanting to get around him.


Besides the barn where all the magical creatures were this one of Tadhg's favorite places to be, he spent alot of his time here when he was able to. It oddly felt weird to be able to go where ever you wanted here without being watched, although he kept looking to see if he was being watched. Humming happily to himself, he climbed up the ladder heading towards his favorite spot where him and his best friend Lia always hung out. Although he had freedom over the summer but here was different, he was basically a prisoner last term, the taste of freedom here was a weird bug nice feeling.



Heading towards the loft but stopped seeing a boy about his age maybe a bit older. "Oh I'm sorry mate, didn't know anyone else was here I can leave if you want me to." He knew that a lot of people liked being here by themselves which he didn't blame them, he liked the quiet. Taking a pillow and blanket he headed towards the loft area of the treehouse. "This is one of my favorite places here at Hogwarts, spent alot of time here when I could and wasn't in that room."

Chelliephone 05-14-2021 02:16 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Granger Danger (Post 12495377)
Besides the barn where all the magical creatures were this one of Tadhg's favorite places to be, he spent alot of his time here when he was able to. It oddly felt weird to be able to go where ever you wanted here without being watched, although he kept looking to see if he was being watched. Humming happily to himself, he climbed up the ladder heading towards his favorite spot where him and his best friend Lia always hung out. Although he had freedom over the summer but here was different, he was basically a prisoner last term, the taste of freedom here was a weird bug nice feeling.

Heading towards the loft but stopped seeing a boy about his age maybe a bit older. "Oh I'm sorry mate, didn't know anyone else was here I can leave if you want me to." He knew that a lot of people liked being here by themselves which he didn't blame them, he liked the quiet. Taking a pillow and blanket he headed towards the loft area of the treehouse. "This is one of my favorite places here at Hogwarts, spent alot of time here when I could and wasn't in that room."

He stared at the piece of paper. For a long time, hardly even sure what to write. Her letter had been fully of apology and 'I love yous' and as much as he appreciated that it didn't change how he felt. He knew he just needed some time on his own to process all the changes and emotions and feelings from the past year now, but until then.. he didn't want to lie and say it was okay when he didn't feel like it was.

So he wrote down Thanks. Love you too. And that was all he had.

There had to be something else, right?

Hearing a voice, Evan jumped slightly, pulled from his thoughts and looked up. "Oh, hello." Leave if he wanted him too? The Ravenclaw shook his head, pulling his legs in to make it easier for the other boy to move. "No need. There's plenty of space, and I don't mind the company." Which was good since the other gent was also already grabbing pillow. Ev nodded at the commentary, glancing at the view from where he sat. "It is peaceful up here. Almost easy to forget everything when the castle looks so... calm and quiet." The treehouse offered different perspective. "I'm Evan, by the way."

FearlessLeader19 05-14-2021 07:32 PM

SPOILER!!: The bundle of energy! <3
Quote:

Originally Posted by Watson (Post 12495246)
Lisa tilted her head, glancing up at the older girl and ignoring the older girl’s eye narrow. She figured the narrowing of her eyes was driven by the fact perhaps the older girl had less than impressive vision NOT the fact that she, Lisa, could be perceived as being rude for interrupting her. She was never rude. Just adorable with cruppy eyes and all. But nevertheless, she had tapped the girl’s shoulder before interrupting. “I did tap your shoulder before but you seemed very focused on your drawing...” she mentioned before casting her eyes at the older girl’s sketchbook.

Her face lit up immediately like a match striking the outside of the matchbox. Energy combusting within her as she realized just WHO this older girl was drawing And it was not Daniel Yoon!!. It was... “GROGU!!! She LOVED STAR WARS. She had her own lightsaber tucked away in her trunk. Did this girl also like Star Wars too? Was she a secret Jedi witch?!? The tiny Ravenclaw began fangirling and subconsciously began bouncing on her toes with excitement. She just couldn’t contain it. “Sorry for sneaking up on you.... ” She wasn’t too too sorry now. She was glad that she had but it was the polite thing to say if it wasn’t entirely true. “Are you a fan of Star Wars?



Claudine had the sharp eyes of an eagle, thank you very much., and she was quite fond of narrowing them at anyone whenever she saw fit. Still, they relaxed for now. This kiddo was only a first year, if she remembered correctly. Oh. Now her expression turned to a sheepish one. See? This is what she got for jumping to conclusions. “I’m sorry. Guess I was so wrapped up that I didn’t notice.”

Those dark eyes narrowed slightly but only for a second as she watched the firstie’s expression change quite suddenly. Ohhh. This girl recognised whom she was drawing. Wow. Nerd alert. Just look at all of that bouncing! Claudine was half afraid the child would bounce through the floorboards of the treehouse. “No worries. It’s not a big deal.’’ The sixth year tilted her head, considering the question. “Kind of. Someone I know is a huge fan of Star Wars though. He introduced me to it.’’ She smiled a bit. “I can see that you’re as much of a huge fan. You definitely should meet Heath then. You two would talk to each other about Star Wars for days on end, I bet.’’ She probably should clear up who Heath was just in case the smaller girl was puzzled. “He’s in your House but he’s a sixth year. Tall. Long hair.” Handsomest guy to ever walk the earth.

Watson 05-15-2021 07:56 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 (Post 12495741)


Claudine had the sharp eyes of an eagle, thank you very much., and she was quite fond of narrowing them at anyone whenever she saw fit. Still, they relaxed for now. This kiddo was only a first year, if she remembered correctly. Oh. Now her expression turned to a sheepish one. See? This is what she got for jumping to conclusions. “I’m sorry. Guess I was so wrapped up that I didn’t notice.”

Those dark eyes narrowed slightly but only for a second as she watched the firstie’s expression change quite suddenly. Ohhh. This girl recognised whom she was drawing. Wow. Nerd alert. Just look at all of that bouncing! Claudine was half afraid the child would bounce through the floorboards of the treehouse. “No worries. It’s not a big deal.’’ The sixth year tilted her head, considering the question. “Kind of. Someone I know is a huge fan of Star Wars though. He introduced me to it.’’ She smiled a bit. “I can see that you’re as much of a huge fan. You definitely should meet Heath then. You two would talk to each other about Star Wars for days on end, I bet.’’ She probably should clear up who Heath was just in case the smaller girl was puzzled. “He’s in your House but he’s a sixth year. Tall. Long hair.” Handsomest guy to ever walk the earth.

She noted the older girl’s sheepish facial expression. Huh. “It’s okay,” said Lisa as she shrugged her shoulders. It happens. After seeing the drawing, she understood why Claudine must have been so absorbed in drawing.

Oh so kinda a fan? Got it... “Is Grogu your favourite character or is it your friend’s? And is your friend a friend or a special friend?” she asked, tilting her head to the side as more questions popped into her head. She just had to know the whole story and all the details. She paused herself as Claudine went on to explain about a guy named Heath. Another potential friend who liked Star Wars? She needed some to nerd out with because her Dad wasn't here.

Tall. Long Hair. She almost could have sworn that Claudine was going to add that Heath was handsome. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Princely. “How long IS his HAIR?” she asked curiously. “Is he like Flynn Rider?

oh its Erik ok 05-16-2021 02:34 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Waddles (Post 12495048)

Margaret was not hiding. Well, maybe a little, hiding from an essay she was supposed to write. They had magic. Couldn't the essay write itself? Self-writing parchment, surely that was a thing? She'd have to ask someone with older siblings. Surely she could get through all of Hogwarts without writing another essay. They had magic! Why did they need essays?

She had her wand and a small bag of feathers she'd collected from Vendetta, that she was going to use for some charms practice, and she was going to the treehouse because being off the ground was the next best thing to flying.

She climbed up the rope ladder, obviously, because it was good exercise and someday she might need to use that upper body strength for a weird Quidditch maneuver. Like...hanging from the broom and kicking the Quaffle into the hoop, or something. Wasn't there a maneuver called that? She'd have to check Quidditch through the Ages out from the library to remember. Or, she supposed she could ask the new flying instructor, or maybe even one of those older students who played on the Under-17 team. Yeah, she'd ask them. Anything to avoid a book.

She almost didn't notice the Ravenclaw in the rocking chair. She startled as she was trying to fully right herself after reaching the platform. Climbing a rope ladder took a lot of brain juice, so she was fully distracted and couldn't remember her yearmate's name. "Yaaa! Hi Edith!"

Amabel had to agree it would be pretty nice to have some sort of magic quill that would write the essays for you since she rather just not write them at all. Just thinking about them made her gag. The treehouse did make an excellent place to practice charms just well as long as you didn't mind people watching or random stuff happening or even worse people snogging up here. Anyway, Amabel was just drawing whatever she could see down on the grounds from her vantage point, and at this particular moment, it was really nothing amazing. Just some lads playing some football which was surprisingly normal consider the school they were at.

??????

who was Edith..??? Amabel looks around for anyone next to her and still no Edith's.


"Who???"

Waddles 05-17-2021 01:32 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok (Post 12495984)
Amabel had to agree it would be pretty nice to have some sort of magic quill that would write the essays for you since she rather just not write them at all. Just thinking about them made her gag. The treehouse did make an excellent place to practice charms just well as long as you didn't mind people watching or random stuff happening or even worse people snogging up here. Anyway, Amabel was just drawing whatever she could see down on the grounds from her vantage point, and at this particular moment, it was really nothing amazing. Just some lads playing some football which was surprisingly normal consider the school they were at.

??????

who was Edith..??? Amabel looks around for anyone next to her and still no Edith's.


"Who???"

Margaret loved people watching, but luckily had never seen anybody snogging in the treehouse. Or outside the treehouse, come to think of it. There was a first time for most things, though, so she wouldn't rule it out as something to happen this term. She seeing people snogging. She was not planning on snogging anybody, that still sounded pretty gross to her.

She stared at the Ravenclaw for another moment, still convinced her name was Edith. But...she was acting like she wasn't Edith? So......maybe not? "S-sorry, aren't...isn't your name Edith?" she asked the girl. How embarrassing for her if it wasn't. There was an Edith in their year, wasn't there? She was almost certain there was. But no longer certain that this was her.

Granger Danger 05-18-2021 03:36 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Chelliephone (Post 12495650)
He stared at the piece of paper. For a long time, hardly even sure what to write. Her letter had been fully of apology and 'I love yous' and as much as he appreciated that it didn't change how he felt. He knew he just needed some time on his own to process all the changes and emotions and feelings from the past year now, but until then.. he didn't want to lie and say it was okay when he didn't feel like it was.

So he wrote down Thanks. Love you too. And that was all he had.

There had to be something else, right?

Hearing a voice, Evan jumped slightly, pulled from his thoughts and looked up. "Oh, hello." Leave if he wanted him too? The Ravenclaw shook his head, pulling his legs in to make it easier for the other boy to move. "No need. There's plenty of space, and I don't mind the company." Which was good since the other gent was also already grabbing pillow. Ev nodded at the commentary, glancing at the view from where he sat. "It is peaceful up here. Almost easy to forget everything when the castle looks so... calm and quiet." The treehouse offered different perspective. "I'm Evan, by the way."


Tadhg knew the feeling on that, at times he stared blankly at the paper for hours not knowing what to write. It was a weird feeling writing his parents, cause last term he didn't get to do it hardly any. All this freedom was weird as well, he was always wary that someone was watching him. He tried not to think about last term, but some things brought back flashbacks.


"Sorry mate didn't mean to scare you." He felt back for scaring him a bit. Tadhg nodded. "Thanks, I'm glad I could be some company, writing home?" He just gotten done writing home before he came here. He nodded. "Yeah it is, I spend alot of time up here just thinking watching the sunset and stars." Tadhg nodded. "I'm Tadhg, second year Slytherin."

astrocat 05-18-2021 04:27 PM

For Atlas!
 
Ash loved this place. It was special. She could jump off of it and not get hurt at all. She could take naps in a safe space where nobody could watch her dream. She could collect memories of the view for her art. She could do her homework. She could stare at nothingness in peace. The treehouse was perfect in every single way.

Currently, Ash was using it to paint in peace. She had a backlog of people to be painted at the moment. She was about halfway through a painting of Lisa. The memory was of the time she first met the girl. By a fountain, looking mischievous. It was a good memory. It was good to paint someone who didn't have to look sad in their painting. Ash's painting of herself was deeply unhappy. A girl half-turned around, with a look of unsurprised disappointment reflected in the scarred, angry, alone half of the face that the viewer could see. But Lisa- she was happy as far as Ash could tell, and Ash was totally prepared to fight and keep it that way. For both of their sakes, and for the sake of someone looking at the paintings and searching for a glimmer of happiness in the subjects.

This was relaxing. Ash therefore looked relaxed. Not on her guard. Stretched out, in a relatively good mood, painting her friend.

This treehouse really was a safe place for Ash. In her current mood, she felt that it would be harder to upset her than usual. Easier to make her smile than usual. For once, just once, Ash could describe her mood as happy.

Look at her. Relaxed. Smiling softly. She really was a beautiful sight.

Chelliephone 05-19-2021 02:48 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Granger Danger (Post 12496287)
Tadhg knew the feeling on that, at times he stared blankly at the paper for hours not knowing what to write. It was a weird feeling writing his parents, cause last term he didn't get to do it hardly any. All this freedom was weird as well, he was always wary that someone was watching him. He tried not to think about last term, but some things brought back flashbacks.


"Sorry mate didn't mean to scare you." He felt back for scaring him a bit. Tadhg nodded. "Thanks, I'm glad I could be some company, writing home?" He just gotten done writing home before he came here. He nodded. "Yeah it is, I spend alot of time up here just thinking watching the sunset and stars." Tadhg nodded. "I'm Tadhg, second year Slytherin."

For someone who never had been very wordy, words were even harder to come by. He didn't used to have any issues with family and yet... suddenly he didn't have much he wanted to say to his parents. He loved them, of course, but they were preoccupied by a lot of other things right now. And they couldn't really understand the things he was feeling.

And they hadn't asked when he was at home. And yet.. now they did. And expected him to put it all down in a letter?

No thank you.

Hearing the apology, he shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Just got lost in my thoughts so wasn't really your bad." Falling deep into the mind usually blocked things out. "Yeah, my parents asking for an update.. Do you write home pretty often?" Maybe that was a dangerous question following a war but... it seemed the polite thing to do to inquire. "It's a good spot for that. I usually stay in my common room but.. figured maybe it's time to explore." He smiled at the introduction and gave a small wave. "Evan Nam, third year Ravenclaw. Nice to meet you, Tadhg."

sweetpinkpixie 05-21-2021 04:41 AM

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Originally Posted by astrocat (Post 12496351)
Ash loved this place. It was special. She could jump off of it and not get hurt at all. She could take naps in a safe space where nobody could watch her dream. She could collect memories of the view for her art. She could do her homework. She could stare at nothingness in peace. The treehouse was perfect in every single way.

Currently, Ash was using it to paint in peace. She had a backlog of people to be painted at the moment. She was about halfway through a painting of Lisa. The memory was of the time she first met the girl. By a fountain, looking mischievous. It was a good memory. It was good to paint someone who didn't have to look sad in their painting. Ash's painting of herself was deeply unhappy. A girl half-turned around, with a look of unsurprised disappointment reflected in the scarred, angry, alone half of the face that the viewer could see. But Lisa- she was happy as far as Ash could tell, and Ash was totally prepared to fight and keep it that way. For both of their sakes, and for the sake of someone looking at the paintings and searching for a glimmer of happiness in the subjects.

This was relaxing. Ash therefore looked relaxed. Not on her guard. Stretched out, in a relatively good mood, painting her friend.

This treehouse really was a safe place for Ash. In her current mood, she felt that it would be harder to upset her than usual. Easier to make her smile than usual. For once, just once, Ash could describe her mood as happy.

Look at her. Relaxed. Smiling softly. She really was a beautiful sight.

Atlas had really just wanted to take Araneus out for a walk...and while he knew this was a little against the rules, seeing as his special pet needed to stay in the barns area, the second year couldn't help but feel a little bad about her being locked up like that. It was a projection of emotions, yes, but it reminded him entirely too much of what had happened in The Room last term.

...and...of them...

He could beg ask for forgiveness later. Or serve detention. Whichever it turned out. They were two sides of the same coin to the Gryffindor.

Thinking that the treehouse would be a good enclosed space to let her roam around in, the blonde headed on over and carefully climbed up the ladder while using just one hand and cradling Araneus against his chest with the other. He was more than a little disappointed to see that someone else was already here.

...and her of all people.

"Are you leaving any time soon?" asks curtly and unapologetically.

astrocat 05-21-2021 11:38 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie (Post 12496674)

Atlas had really just wanted to take Araneus out for a walk...and while he knew this was a little against the rules, seeing as his special pet needed to stay in the barns area, the second year couldn't help but feel a little bad about her being locked up like that. It was a projection of emotions, yes, but it reminded him entirely too much of what had happened in The Room last term.

...and...of them...

He could beg ask for forgiveness later. Or serve detention. Whichever it turned out. They were two sides of the same coin to the Gryffindor.

Thinking that the treehouse would be a good enclosed space to let her roam around in, the blonde headed on over and carefully climbed up the ladder while using just one hand and cradling Araneus against his chest with the other. He was more than a little disappointed to see that someone else was already here.

...and her of all people.

"Are you leaving any time soon?" asks curtly and unapologetically.

Ash's smile vanished in about 0.2 seconds. Ash had nothing against Atlas Flamsteed. But she thought his question was rude and uncalled for. So...

"No." It was a cold response, and a firm one, but nothing nicer was coming, because Ash wasn't a nice person, not even on her good days. Atlas shouldn't hold his breath. Atlas could take his pet out for a walk or whatever. He could share the treehouse. They could even have a conversation if he was feeling nice and/or stupid. But she was absolutely not leaving. This was a safe place for her and she was happy. What was the deal with Atlas Flamsteed anyway? Why did he hate her so much? Whatever. He could get in line after Cambridge, James, and Gemma. He could get the enemy starter kit, full of notes to gossip about her, mean insults to say, and things to remind himself that it was okay to hate her because she wasn't a real person with feelings and motives anyway.

"I'm drawing Lisa right now, and I'm not leaving until I'm done." She held up her drawing. "See? I'm only halfway." She smiled briefly. Not at Atlas though. Only for Lisa. She could paint faster, but the more he wanted her to get out of his way, the less she wanted to do so. And she was here first. If he wanted to avoid her, her could go somewhere else. "Is it extremely important that I leave right now? Because explosions count as reasons I should leave. You hating me does not count." And judging by his tone of voice, there were no explosions coming. She didn't even switch to a more tense posture, because he wasn't worth ruining her day over.

Emzily 05-21-2021 08:17 PM

Jesssss <3
 
Remy had heard stories about the GIANT Treehouse, but she didn't quite believe just how high above the ground it actually was. The Gryffindor had decided to take a visit there today, since she had given herself an hour or two break from studying. The weather had held out for most of the journey through the grounds, but she felt a drop of rain fall on her nose as she got closer to her destination. Some would say perfect timing!

Kinda.

She started to climb the ladder, and that's when the rain really picked up. Her face was DRENCHED by the time she made it to the top, since she had to look up to climb the ladder. Once her feet were safely back on the ground, Remy didn't even stop to look at her surroundings and she rushed inside the treehouse.

The blonde stood, rigidly, and did not know what to do with herself next.

FearlessLeader19 05-22-2021 02:17 AM

SPOILER!!: Cutiepie! <3
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Originally Posted by Watson (Post 12495862)
She noted the older girl’s sheepish facial expression. Huh. “It’s okay,” said Lisa as she shrugged her shoulders. It happens. After seeing the drawing, she understood why Claudine must have been so absorbed in drawing.

Oh so kinda a fan? Got it... “Is Grogu your favourite character or is it your friend’s? And is your friend a friend or a special friend?” she asked, tilting her head to the side as more questions popped into her head. She just had to know the whole story and all the details. She paused herself as Claudine went on to explain about a guy named Heath. Another potential friend who liked Star Wars? She needed some to nerd out with because her Dad wasn't here.

Tall. Long Hair. She almost could have sworn that Claudine was going to add that Heath was handsome. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Princely. “How long IS his HAIR?” she asked curiously. “Is he like Flynn Rider?



Woah.

This smol one was firing off questions as quickly as a firecracker would go off. Claudine eyed her. Inquisitive, wasn’t she, this Lisa? Lisa was her name, right? “Uh, my friend really, really likes him.” And then she was blushing just a hint. “Special friend,’’ Claudine replied casually as though she had just been asked what she had for breakfast. Listen, she wasn’t ashamed or shy about admitting that Heath was her boyfriend. It was just that the girl usually didn’t talk about her personal life nor put it out on display too much.

“Who is Flynn Rider? Is he another Muggle character? Does he fight with lightsabers too?” Ha. Claudine certainly turned the tables on this little chatterbox by bombarding her with questions. Served Lisa right.

PhoenixRising 05-22-2021 03:26 AM

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Originally Posted by Emzily (Post 12496731)
Remy had heard stories about the GIANT Treehouse, but she didn't quite believe just how high above the ground it actually was. The Gryffindor had decided to take a visit there today, since she had given herself an hour or two break from studying. The weather had held out for most of the journey through the grounds, but she felt a drop of rain fall on her nose as she got closer to her destination. Some would say perfect timing!

Kinda.

She started to climb the ladder, and that's when the rain really picked up. Her face was DRENCHED by the time she made it to the top, since she had to look up to climb the ladder. Once her feet were safely back on the ground, Remy didn't even stop to look at her surroundings and she rushed inside the treehouse.

The blonde stood, rigidly, and did not know what to do with herself next.

The last time Apollo was out at the treehouse was last year when there were goons escorting the room people outside. Ugh. Heartbreaking when he reflected back on that year and why couldn't he do much?? Why didn't he resist more? Stand up to them? Why was he so paralyzed?

But it seemed as good as any day to hang out at the treehouse again. So the second year wandered out onto the grounds, feeling relief in the breathability of the air. That was when he felt a raindrop. Oh crud. That would explain the freshness of the air though. It was nothing to do with the goons afterall. Hurrying up the ladder, the small Gryffindor paused at the top when he saw a housemate he recognized vaguely. Frozen ?

"Hello? Are you .. okay?" he waved his hand in front of her face.

Emzily 05-22-2021 07:07 AM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising (Post 12496822)
The last time Apollo was out at the treehouse was last year when there were goons escorting the room people outside. Ugh. Heartbreaking when he reflected back on that year and why couldn't he do much?? Why didn't he resist more? Stand up to them? Why was he so paralyzed?

But it seemed as good as any day to hang out at the treehouse again. So the second year wandered out onto the grounds, feeling relief in the breathability of the air. That was when he felt a raindrop. Oh crud. That would explain the freshness of the air though. It was nothing to do with the goons afterall. Hurrying up the ladder, the small Gryffindor paused at the top when he saw a housemate he recognized vaguely. Frozen ?

"Hello? Are you .. okay?" he waved his hand in front of her face.

It sucked being a first year with such magical limits. Remy was sure there was a charm that dried wet clothes, but she couldn't quite put her finger on the properties of it, nor would it be in her capabilities anyway.

Until this point, Remy hadn't looked at anyone around her as she was too self absorbed worried about herself. Suddenly, there was a hand being waved in front of her face and the girl adjusted her eyes to see who it was.

Ohhhh, no. Not today.

Remy had seen this boy a few times before, he was a fellow Gryffindor from what she remembered, but she had never properly met him. And she certainly hadn't hoped for it to be on a day where she looked like this. She didn't want to meet anyone looking like a drowned rat. "Oh... hi there." Remy loosened her rigidness. "Yeah, I'm okay... I just..." Wasn't it obvious? "... got soaked, trying to remember the charm that dries clothes." Not that she'd even attempt it, but it was something she would take a note to look up in the library later.

The Gryffindor chuckled softly, trying to laugh off the situation, despite DYING INSIDE.

Watson 05-23-2021 06:32 PM

SPOILER!!: Claudine!!
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 (Post 12496813)

Woah.

This smol one was firing off questions as quickly as a firecracker would go off. Claudine eyed her. Inquisitive, wasn’t she, this Lisa? Lisa was her name, right? “Uh, my friend really, really likes him.” And then she was blushing just a hint. “Special friend,’’ Claudine replied casually as though she had just been asked what she had for breakfast. Listen, she wasn’t ashamed or shy about admitting that Heath was her boyfriend. It was just that the girl usually didn’t talk about her personal life nor put it out on display too much.

“Who is Flynn Rider? Is he another Muggle character? Does he fight with lightsabers too?” Ha. Claudine certainly turned the tables on this little chatterbox by bombarding her with questions. Served Lisa right.


Very inquisitive, she was indeed. She wanted to learn everything that she possibly could. Lisa wanted to know everything. She had always been curious about people and how things work. "Oh... Okay," she beamed and nodded. She would have to meet this special friend of Claudine's. Her eyebrows arched when she mentioned that he was a special friend and she let out an excited squeal. "That's amazing! Is it nice to have a special friend?" She wanted to hear aaaaaall about it.

Lisa was happy about all the questions Claudine was asking. She shook her head. "No, he doesn't have a lightsaber." It would have been awesome if HE DID have a lightsaber. Honestly she forgot if Flynn Rider did have a sword. She just remembered that he mostly spent time running around while Rapunzel held the frying pan. "Only one of the coolest and funniest characters of all time. He's got dark swoopy hair which sounds like your special friend so I'm just imagining that your boyfriend is Flynn Rider which makes me think that you're Rapunzel." It all made fantastical logical sense in her ever-imaginative mind.

FearlessLeader19 05-24-2021 03:30 PM

SPOILER!!: This Cherub <3
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Originally Posted by Watson (Post 12497042)
Very inquisitive, she was indeed. She wanted to learn everything that she possibly could. Lisa wanted to know everything. She had always been curious about people and how things work. "Oh... Okay," she beamed and nodded. She would have to meet this special friend of Claudine's. Her eyebrows arched when she mentioned that he was a special friend and she let out an excited squeal. "That's amazing! Is it nice to have a special friend?" She wanted to hear aaaaaall about it.

Lisa was happy about all the questions Claudine was asking. She shook her head. "No, he doesn't have a lightsaber." It would have been awesome if HE DID have a lightsaber. Honestly she forgot if Flynn Rider did have a sword. She just remembered that he mostly spent time running around while Rapunzel held the frying pan. "Only one of the coolest and funniest characters of all time. He's got dark swoopy hair which sounds like your special friend so I'm just imagining that your boyfriend is Flynn Rider which makes me think that you're Rapunzel." It all made fantastical logical sense in her ever-imaginative mind.



Lisa was living up to her true nature as a Ravenclaw, Claudine could say that much. She expected the topic of ‘special friend’ to drop at that point but she should have known better. “It is,’’ the Snakette replied, tilting her head and studying Lisa. Actually, she had never considered the question up until now. “I mean, you get to talk to them about what’s bothering you and you get to do fun stuff with them like going to Espresso Patronum for caramelattes.” See, Heath was very important to her.

Well. Claudine had certainly hoped that her questions would get the smol one to be quiet for a bit but definitely this bit of reasoning went down the drain. She winded up staaaring, too lost for words for a moment. Of course, her knowledge of the Muggle world wasn’t completely non-existent and she happened to know who Rapunzel was. But still… she was confused. “Flattered as I am, and I’m pretty sure Heath would be too but was that the name of the prince all along? I don’t remember him being named…” Keep in mind she’d never seen Tangled.


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