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Great Hall, backdated to Sunday, 19th

( Prologue )

[After that Saturday, witnessing such an act of violence from a student, he had advocated for a lecture on magic attacks against players during a quidditch match, and the headmistress agreed with him that it might be wise to hold one. Mandatory for all the student body.

The doors of the Great Hall slam open at his command, making about everybody flinch, but it doesn't stop him. He marches inside, coat flaring after him in the gust of wind his brisk pace produces. He doesn't wait with his words till he reaches the end of the hall either, starting on the first stride he takes inside.]

Ladies and Gentleman! Let me tell you why it's thoroughly spineless to curse a quidditch player during a game.

[He arrives at the front, stopping at the teacher's table and turning around sharply on one heel, he eyes every single student with a sharp look, before continuing.]

For one, it's an act of gutless cowardice.

( The whole speech )

That person has of course been expelled and is now on her way home. And let this be a warning to all of you: Further attacks like this one will not be tolerated, and I have the permission from the headmistress to immediately expel anyone who attempts something like this ever again. You cross the players, you cross me. And one thing you need to know: You do not want to cross me.

Dismissed.

[And with that last word, he marches off, the doors of the Great Hall closing behind him with less noise than they opened, but with even more impact than before.]

Office / Quidditch field, no specified date

[If he's honest with himself, it wasn't only anger that he had felt after the attack on Adela. There had been a lot of fear in the mix as well, fear that he somehow suppressed, but once the issue had been dealt with, it resurfaced again. The entire thing hit obviously closer to home than he was comfortable admitting. And it's not like he's reliving past traumas once again, it's really more like a ghost of the past appeared in front of him, bringing back all of the pain he had been through, except this time it's not him who's hurting, but someone he cares a lot about. Someone who is like a daughter to him.

And while he's gotten exceptionally good at dealing with his own aches, worrying about someone while being powerless is a whole other beast. One that has him holed up in his office, hiding behind paperwork of all things. Or at the field, trying to distract himself by focusing on training. Or rather on other players than the one lying in the infirmary. He's not sure it's helping.]

Wildcard

[While he prefers either the quiet of his office, or the fresh air of the quidditch field to sort his thoughts, he does need to eat, and drink, and move about the castle, so you can catch him anywhere you want.]

evanesko

March 18th

There's excitement in the air, as per usual.

It's mid-season and everyone is curious how the mid point standings will look after this match. Facing each other today are the houses of the righteous: The chivalrous Gryffindors and the kind Hufflepuffs. Except there's no room for those on the battlefield that is Quidditch, and neither of them is the kind that gives in. How will this match full of determination end? Let's find out.

And the winner is...

THE GAME IS POSTPONED
( What by Merlin's blazing beard happened?! )

March 25th
( And the winner is... )

thecatinblack

School Grounds
[Adrien was still surprised that after three months that his father still hadn't figured out where he was. Deep down he had hoped that the man had the time to be able to at least try more than anything. He figured he should at least go home during the next holiday just to see if he even noticed, which he was sure he must have considering.

He sighed as he had chosen to sit high up in a tree close to the edge of the forest, just watching the world go by. Inbetween classes he had nothing better to do after all. No clubs, no extra classes, nothing. Except maybe hang out with people.

Looking over slightly, he was sure he was seeing people near by.]

What brings you close to the forest? The mystery? The spookiness or something else?

Entrance Hall
[As he had started to make his way back towards the entrance, he couldn't help but freeze. He was sure he was seeing a familiar back of the head. As he slowly moved in closer, the voice was easily recognizable.

Seemed like his father had been looking for him after all. Surprising really. He was listening in to the conversation and he could even hear his name. Yep, most certainly was looking for him. he figured he might a well step in now and reveal himself, after all he was going to when he actually did find him after all.]

Hello, father. [He seemed nervous more than anything, excepting his father to at least be disappointed and try and make him come home, which he was right when his father spoke up.]

Finally found you. Time to pack your bags and come back home.

No. I told you I wanted to actually go to a school instead of being taught at home. [Well he was at least not agree to go willingly right away, but he also knew how hard it was to convince his father otherwise.]

xeroxing

[A: Quidditch]
[ After the last loss on the pitch, Kise... Well. He might have looked like he was somewhat okay about it, but it drove him even harder to get better. He didn't like losing. Even if it was Rin who caught the snitch prematurely, it was the rest of them that failed to get the points they needed to win. It was the rest of them that struggled against Ravenclaw's team, which meant that Kise had to get better.

He zipped around the pitch, flying in and around spelled objects who's soul purpose was to hit him. Flying practice, he liked to call this one. And he was taking it seriously. ]

[B: Sunny Days]
[ Despite the wind being chilly, it wasn't that breezy and the sun was warm. It was too nice of a day to waste in class, so yeah. Maybe he was skipping one, but it wasn't like he couldn't look at the books right? He could keep himself on track, right?

If anyone wants him they'll find him lounging in the courtyard, long legs stretched out in front of himself and face toward the sky. Kise's cloud watching, arms behind his head and a smile on his lips. It's a really nice day. ]

[C: Outside the great hall]
[ There are very few things that can put Kise in a bad mood. A call from his agent back in Japan telling him bad news was one of them. Being picked up or dropped from contracts didn't bother him. When he signed onto something, he always made sure to tell them he went to boarding school in the UK most of the year and they'd have to deal with that, and most were okay with it. But it was the people who couldn't deal with that, that put him into a bad mood because it made him have to jump through hoops to keep contracts he liked.

His agent was telling him that he needed to get permission to take a weekend trip so he could do a shoot with some other idol or they would get him black listed.

Needless to say, he gave a frustrated sigh and hung up with his agent. ]

evanesko

The excitement in the air is sizzling, now moreso than ever before.

Today's match is a between two houses who usually get along, but lately their relationship has exhibited a certain kind of rivalry, especially between the two teams. That's right, the long awaited match between green Slytherin and blue Ravenclaw, the two cool cats of Hogwarts, is here! How will this destined face off end? Let's find out!

Flying your house colours? Figured out who you're going to support?

It's time to head out to the pitch and settle things.

[OoC: There will be threads for pre, during, and post game activities. In other words, pregame your character could be in the dressing room or at breakfast, during you could play out a game thread or be in the stands, post you could be celebrating or moping, depending on how things went]

( And the winner is... )

gentle_melody

In the hallways near the Hufflepuff Dorms

"Mozart?" [Madoka began softly calling. Her hands were pressed against the nearest wall as she hesitantly proceeded down the hall.] "Mozart? Where are you?" [Winding up in a different place was unsettling enough, but then to realize you were completely alone only increased the agitation.]

[She paused when she thought she heard someone headed this way. Panic swelled in her chest. There had been a room about ten feet earlier. She debated turning around, and ducking into it. Ah- it was too late. The footsteps were closer, they had to have spotted her by now. Madoka waited pressing a little closer to the wall, hoping they would pass soon and without incident]

takethereigns

[ What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Fuck that redheaded shark mouthed bastard. It was his fault they were in this mess in the first place! Always with the egging on, always with the digging himself under Jean's skin to see what new, fresh way he could annoy him. Honestly, he wished that the professor let him beat the shit out of Rin because then maybe he'd back the hell off for once.

But no.

Of course not.

They were now stuck in detention. Facing each other and unable to move from their seats. Jean's eyes narrowed so much that they were nothing more than slits, his expression grim as he leaned back in his chair and forced himself to look anywhere but the idiot across from himself.

Because seriously fuck him. Fuck him uncomfortably.

Like hell he was going to talk anything out, no matter how much badgering any professor did. No matter how much spell work they laid on him. He wasn't budging. Rin could rot in hell for all he damn well cared. ]

((ooc: we're handwaving the actual argument because ~~I'm~~ we're lazy, but we had their fight plotted out to get them on better terms. Basically Jean said a long time ago that if Slytherin won, he would eat his own dirty underwear and Rin finally tries to collect on that. Instead of brushing it off, the whole thing escalates and they're caught trying to fist fight each other and given detention. If you've got a teacher character, feel free to play the one who did it. Otherwise we'll likely just npc it haha. But come watch the train wreck!))

evanesko

♡~Roses are red,...
...Violets are blue~♡

~ In other words, it's time for your favorite holiday!

VALENTINE'S DAY IS HERE!

And as per usual, it has Hogwarts in a complete frenzy.

You can either see happy couples wandering around with joined hands, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes, or grumpy people doing their best to avoid the pink craziness at all cost. And as if that's not enough, hell seems to have broken loose in the Great Hall that morning as well.

A. ♫ SINGING VALENTINES ♪

There has been a box. The day before Valentine, a box appeared in the Great Hall, where people could drop notes for their special someone, and maybe you thought "Hey, that's a nice idea!" and submitted your own. Maybe you wrote a poem. Maybe it was a confession. But you didn't think it would be delivered in such a pompous manner, for everyone to hear. But it's too late now, you can't take it back, your poetry is now resounding around the Great Hall, speaking in a majestic voice to your special someone. You're lucky, you sent it anonymously. ... Wait, you did send it anonymously, right?!

B. AWW~ SOMEONE LIKES YOU~

You did not expect to receive something, that looks like a pink Howler that morning. You barely have the time to analyze it, before it starts smoking with a sickeningly sweet scent and a melody, along with a poem made just for you resounds throughout the Great Hall. And you are not the only one, as it seems, the Hall dissolving into a cacophony of noise and chaos, as the people around you look at their singing Valentine's with varying degrees of horror and the occasional expression of delight. Some are trying to escape, but as soon as they stand up, the letters start following them, trailing behind them until the last note isn't played. They might be signed, or they might be anonymous, depending on the courage of your admirer(s?!), and some are accompanied with chocolate, or a simple jewelry.

!!!((ooc: Prompt A has a special thread! Please submit your poems there.))!!!

enchantressofore

A. Great Hall (Daytime Saturday/Sunday)

[ Great... She can't focus.

Adela's just frowning at the text book in front of her -- she doesn't even care which one it is. She's not bothering with notes, just drawing her quill in circles and lost in different thoughts. Mostly sadness, but with some regret tinged there as well.

Seriously, it felt like half her friends just left overnight... Even the stupid notes from those Gryffindor girls don't really bother her anymore. Is that wrong of her? She doesn't know.

It means that she's just sitting there at the Hufflepuff table for hours, only moving her things away during meal times or leaving for necessities. She really didn't want to think about anything else, though it would mean she probably wasn't going to get any studying done over the weekend. ]

B. The Roof (Late Night Saturday Evening only)

[ Looking at the stars isn't really having the soothing effect it's supposed to anymore, with everything that's going on. She's still bundled up for the cold, and at least it's a clear night, and it's not like she's bothering anyone else. She can let a few hours pass quietly up here with no trouble, right?

Well, that was the plan, until she notices her broom slipping off of the roof out of the corner of her eye. ~~Surprising that hasn't happened before, really.~~

Adela can't help the small squeak she releases when she tries (and fails) to catch it, consequently slipping a little before catching herself from falling straight off the roof with the broom. It doesn't help that she has no idea where the broom has fallen to (too dark out) and... God, is it broken? She's screwed if it is, but if it's in one piece she needs to recall it straight away.

Dread fills her stomach, but hopefully no one's around to notice the broom having a summoning charm cast on it as she tries to get it back. Hopefully it's still in one piece, brooms are pretty sturdy but still. ]

C. Wildcard

[ Didn't have time to see Adela over the weekend? Didn't see the result of the latest late night escapade? Well, come up with your own adventure there. ]

backtobasics

Morning mail; Hufflepuff table

[The morning mail arrives as usual, bringing everyone their mails. For once, Shiraishi doesn't receive a howler when he accept the mail. Instead it's a letter from the head of the Shiraishi family; his grandfather.

He eagerly reads through the letter, his expression turning bright as he does.

The last few words of the letter even almost bring him to tears. 'I'm sorry I haven't taken action sooner, Kuranosuke. Please, come visit me next time you can so we can talk'.

He hasn't been this happy in a while.]

After breakfast; Closed to Kenya

[Once he's done with reading and eating his breakfast, he hurries off to the Ravenclaw table, the letter in hand and a smile on his face.]

Kenya, come with me.

[While he could announce the news to everyone, he rather wants to talk with his best friend alone, so he makes his way to a more private area... and actually hugging Kenya once they're really alone.]

We did it.

admiresmuscles

Quidditch Pitch

[Gou had been rather happy since she joined the Ravenclaw team. It was fun, interesting and it helped her figuring a few things out. Sure it had it's negatives when it came to girls being the usual bitches, but that didn't stop her from continuing to do it reguardless. When she was in the air practising, she was on the ground and quietly taking various notes. When the practice was over, she kept her notes close to her chest as she walked over toward each of her team mates with a smile.]

Hello, this might seem a little odd or rude, but I've been taking notes and I thought of a training regime just for you to help improve areas that seem weak. If you don't want to look, I understand but it could also help.

Corridors

[No matter what, Gou couldn't help but notice the girls from before were still trying to get some type of reaction out of her. After the incident with the lake, this seemed to be what they attempt to do. But after rubbing her brows slightly, she took a small breath. She had her limits and hearing them loudly whisper something she took major offense to.]

Alright, that's it. I've been trying to ignore this, but it seems like bullies never take a hint.

[This caused the girls to stop and look over, they seemed ready for a confrontation, but Gou wasn't the type to fight, more stand up for herself when it was needed.]

Look I get it, you like the guys who play Quidditch and some of the guys I know, but instead of bitching and dissing people who are thier friends, actually grow a pair of balls and tell them. If you get rejected because they either have someone already or they like someone else, then at least you know and can move on.

[Gou had her hands on her waist for the moment.]

And what about you? You seem to oogle them all the time, yet you don't say anything.

And that is because I am not ogling the boys themselves. It's thier muscles. I mean come on they are nice biceps considering. [And this was simply enough to confuse the girls why do you ogle something like that?]

Now you know that, can you please stop bullying me because you think I'm going after them. I'm not. I'm not interested in anyone that way, I just appreciate what they do in order to keep the beautiful muscles they do have.

trustyourblood

Teacher's lounge

[Zelman doesn't appear at breakfast. Instead, he's sitting on a couch in the room designed for teachers to hang out in, telling the story of how a person who used to be a student is suddenly a teacher. The headmistress had given him a permission to actually tell the whole truth, so it made things easier.]

-- and so the Headmistress saw I was qualified enough to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. Well, I guess that or History of Magic, but that's already taken.

[He takes a sip out of the cola can he has. Then he looks over at the door opening and greets whoever is walking in with a frown and a sigh.]

... I guess I gotta start my story all over again. Should have probably waited for everyone.

DADA (all years)

[All morning there has been a rumor about a new teacher in DADA. The person in question is sitting on his desk, watching the students walk in - amused by the confused faces of some who actually remember him being an ex-Slytherin.

Once everyone is seated, he talks.]

I'm your new teacher, Zelman Clock. I may not look like it, but I am over 150 years old. How, you ask? Well, I'm the vampire professor that one kid was trying to spread rumors off. [He flashes his teeth, not there for show.] My diet is taken cared of, you don't have to worry about that. Though if you feel uncomfortable about being in my class, there are ways to study outside the class.

Now that we have that out of the way... any questions? About vampires or about the past, I don't care. The first lesson today is a getting to know your teacher class.

Wild Card

[Want to meet him after classes? He's available around the school.]

one_step_ahead

( Prologue )

A) Anywhere

[Two weeks later, Kenya still feels as empty, as moments after his father dissolved their bond. Everything that happened afterwards is a blur, from how the man who had once been his father, staggered away, the once sure step swayed with loss, to Kenya's own dizzy journey back to the dormitory, where he collapsed on the bed. He doesn't know if anybody saw them, or if any of the teachers, or the principal have been notified of this, by his family, or by someone else, but since Oshitari Eishi likes to have his ducks in order, he assumes at least the headmistress would know. There's of course the question of the financial backing as well, the thing that hurts the most, but is the most pressing.

He can be found frequently heading to or from the headmistress' office, either deep in thought, or an expression on his face, that most would describe as "heart breaking". Personally, he just feels empty. Considering how high he usually is on life, people might be worried enough to inquire. There ought to be a rumor mill spinning already as well, which - for once - he doesn't care about.]

B) Dormitory

[When Kenya is tired of nosy people, who can't mind their own business, or friends, who are a treasure, but kill him with their worry, he pulls the curtains of his bed tightly together and hides beneath the covers. His ability to transform himself and fly away is temporarily blocked by the anguish he feels, so that's not an option. He always imagined freedom to feel different, but maybe someone needs to show him that it can be a good thing? Every cloud, no matter how dark, has a silver lining, after all.]

enchantressofore

A. Corridor (outside the Prefect's Bathroom)

[ The fact that she's starting to have to bathe in here regularly just so that she doesn't get harassed is starting to become a problem.

Adela can't help sighing with the soak, frowning at the ceiling as she thinks it over. Those girls in Gryffindor haven't gotten violent yet, but she is getting bothered worse just for trying to hang out with her friends. How many threatening notes has she had to burn up? How many times has she had to repair her own torn bag, or retrieve stolen goods of hers? The fact that she's starting to have to lock up everything of hers behind magic...

But, who'd believe her if she said anything? Sano would, but the girls could claim it was nothing... And it just isn't worth the head ache. If she keeps going on like nothing's wrong and proving that the girls aren't getting to her, they'll eventually stop right? They're not like Zelman, they're just petty and stupid.

It doesn't help that, when she leaves the bathroom, there's another note pinned outside and waiting for her. Adela only barely gives it a read before pulling out her wand and burning the paper to ashes, disposing of them in a nearby bin after.

Unfortunately, this time she might have a witness to said burning... ]

B. Library

[ She knew it'd happen eventually, but it still sucks that it did.

Adela can't help sighing as she sets her things down on a table in the library, leaning on the table a moment later. Those girls... They've been bothering her more and more to stop hanging out with her friends, and as much as she's trying to not let it bother her... Well, being three times late to class and finally getting a detention for it is pretty hard to ignore. Things were supposed to be better when school got back in session, not worse. The only saving grace about that is that most of her friends are in the year above, so they don't have to know about that if she doesn't want them to.

It's for an extra assignment that Adela starts pulling out her texts then, feeling more tired than anything else. It's really bad that she's almost wishing it was Zelman again, because even when it was him he never made her late for class or harassed her as doggedly as these girls were. The fact that they're girls and she has to keep up a good image as Hufflepuff's Captain is starting to get to her too. Short of stopping her from getting to class on time, threatening notes, and the occasional harmless prank, she's got nothing though... And that just makes it worse.

Well, the fact that no rumours have spread about her and the Gryffindor girls probably means that at least the whole thing's still quiet. Even if there are unsavoury rumours about her and the boys she hangs out with starting to pop up... It's nothing as long as she can keep going with her studies and Quidditch as she has, right? And it's not like that kind of stuff is enough to get her friends to stop hanging out with her.

Maybe Adela hasn't realized just how much this is tiring her out though, but before long she's asleep on top of her text book and notes in the library again. When someone does rouse her awake she jolts, startled and blinking before masking a yawn. She might not even know who she's talking to when she speaks almost mindlessly and tries to wake back up. ]

Sorry about that... You need the table or something?

overexertion

[Great Hall]

[During the winter holiday, just before everyone (else) is preparing to leave for home, Sousuke has finally reached a decision of his own. So now that they're all still gathered, he should say what's on his mind, right?

After thinking about it and realizing how easy the answer actually had been, he bluntly walked over to the front where sorting ceremony was usually held and used a Sonorus spell on himself. If he's going to make a change, he'd better do it with a bang. At least this one last time.]

After thinking about it, I figured an answer, Sano. What I want to do with my life hasn't changed. It's always been the same and I was stupid to actually think the answer was more complicated than that.

I will officially state that I'm letting go of what's been making me a ticking timebomb. I want to be an honest athlete and compete with me abilities, not with violence. So any problems I have, I will solve on the field and not in a brawl in a corner. No matter what, I won't fight again.

[... and one last thing. Damn it.]

Kisumi... let's go on a real date. A Christmas date, if you will.

[That's embarrassing, but it should cut at least a few rumors Rin's managed to spread down about him and Sano and... he does want to go out with Kisumi and Merry Christmas fluffball?? He ends the spell he made and just silently walks away from the center before any teachers get him.]

[Wild card]

[Meet him after this silly stunt anywhere.]

evanesko

We wish you a Merry Christmas!!!

Dec 18th ~ Christmas Concerto

It’s the weekend before the start of the holidays, a week until Christmas and thus the Frog Choir decided to give a beautiful Christmas concert in the Great Hall, to get everyone into the festive mood. Instead of arranged around house tables, the chairs are aligned in neat rows, facing the front of the Hall, where the students - and frogs of various species - are singing Christmas carols, under the enchanted snowy skies. Whether you are attending with your friend, or with your loved one, or are up there, singing with the other choir members, it surely is a magical moment.

Dec 21 ~ Departure Day

The day marks the official start of the holidays and is the day when most of the students pack their bags and leave for their homes. There are the ones who are staying, of course, who watch their friends go, say bye, wishing Merry Christmas a little early. The castle feels strangely abandoned at the end of the day, but that also leaves more room for mischief! Unless...one of the teachers, who stayed behind, catches you.

Dec 24th ~ Festive Dinner

Of course it wouldn’t be fair, if the ones who stayed behind, would be left behind on the Christmas spirit. When you walk into the Great Hall that day, you see it buzzing with preparations. House elves, teachers, students, everyone seems to be preparing for something big, which turns out to be a grand dinner, that evening. All the work has paid off, the Great Hall bathed in soft light from the seemingly endless count of candles, floating in the air. A huge Christmas tree stands in the front, and the house tables have once again disappeared, leaving just one big table in the middle, for everyone to gather around, students and teachers alike.

Dec 25th - Jan 02nd

You expected the week between the holidays to be dull, spent missing your friends, or kicking the leaves under the thin layer of snow, due to boredom. Maybe you thought you’ll catch up on school work.

How wrong you were!

No weather forecast could have predicted the excess of snowfall, that greets Hogwarts Christmas morning and just doesn’t seem to stop, if only for brief periods of time, to let the chilly winter Sun through. And as if that’s not enough, randomly, snowmen popp out from the white ground, only to throw snowballs at each other and anyone who’s standing within range, engaging everyone in heated fights and plays outside, creating a ruckus. Even the lake has frozen over, thick ice covering the surface, leaving more space for fun.

Maybe you’ve grown tired of it, and decided to go for a trip, outside of Hogwarts, out into the magnificent Highlands, or Hogsmeade, which is open for students through the entire vacation. Hey, take a friend with you. There’s no need for you to hang out alone, when suddenly there seems to be so many things to do, like play in the snow, or go to the Three Broomsticks for a nice, warm butterbeer.

overexertion

A. Around the Quidditch Pitch

[It was hard to stay away from the Quidditch Pitch even if you were indefinitely suspended. Somehow his body had its own mind, especially when it was time for Slytherin's practice. Luckily, he knew to stop in a spot that let him watch the practice, but not be seen unless they looked towards the direction closely enough. It would have been rather awkward to be caught in a place like that when he had been told he was suspended even from attending practice to just, well, just to be there with the others.

He watches the practice while clenching his hands into fists, feeling the urge to just march to the broom shed to just grab a broom and fly... but instead, he took a turn to leave the pitch before he could do anything stupid and just make his desire to play even worse.]

B. Hallways near Slytherin Dorms

[Later he was returning to dorms after studying a while longer at the library, trying to occupy his mind. He then stopped behind a corner, hearing familiar voices talk with each other. Some of the Slytherin Quidditch Team members.]

Man, it's much less tense with Yamazaki not giving you a death glare everyone now and then.

I know, right? I mean, captain's scary, but with him alone barking at us, it's easier to breathe. Hey, maybe if we're lucky, Yamazaki won't come back for a while. You might even get to play.

Haha, we'd lose some strength, but... heck, I'd take it over being intimated all the time. I'd work twice as hard for that.

With his temper, it's likely he's not coming back too, so better start now.

[Sousuke listened to the conversation and then just turned to leave instead of going to the the dorms after them. He made sure not to make a sound so they wouldn't notice he had listened on them, because what difference would that make?]

C. Lake

[Instead of going to the dorms, Sousuke opted to sitting by the lake, staring at the surface. Maybe if he stared long enough, he'd figure out something.... well, he could always hope.

Maybe it was better for the team if he didn't figure out his answer, the thought passed through his mind. Sighing, he moved to lay on the snowy ground, looking at the starry sky.

It was probably time for curfew, but he didn't feel like going back yet.]

earthprotectingbonds

A. Library

[ Though it's not something frequently advertised, Terra is still putting his best efforts into becoming an Auror, as his foster father Eraqus did. It means that Terra remains studious as well as physically active, and this is one of the days where he's exercising his brain power and intellect rather than his brawn.

Terra can be seen in the library then, taking extensive notes on curses and their counters in the day's Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson, his focus entirely on the paper and books before him. It also mean's there's a good chance he's distracted, whether it's unexpected company or an unexpected pest who comes to try for his attention. ]

B. Quidditch Pitch

[ Seeing the Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff game has him more fired up than ever. He hadn't expected that game to blow the one Gryffindor and Slytherin had out of the water, and it means he's got more tough opponents to worry about than just their age-old rivals.

Maybe he wouldn't be so fired up had he heard recent news, but for the moment Terra's practising with the rest of his team, working on formations, protecting them from bludgers, or reviewing things with Jean and Sano.

It doesn't mean he can't be stopped, and while he's on the ground to take a slight break he looks around. There's the usual crowd watching the game, and maybe there are a few familiar faces to discuss things with as well. ]

C. Hogsmeade

[ The secret santa's been drawn, and Terra has to give a gift to the Herbology Professor, Mrs. Ackerman. It has him stumped, as although he's decent in her class, he hasn't really gotten to know her that well. Or any of the teachers for that matter, but he didn't have to get a present for any of them.

He can't exactly ask around about her interests either, but then what does he get her? Maybe something to do with plants, but regardless of what Terra intends to get it leaves him wandering around Hogsmeade without much direction.

It also leads him to bump into someone, and he stops when he does with a concerned frown and an outstretched hand to the other person (providing they ended up falling anyway). ]

Sorry about that. You all right?

daisukidabanzai

Greenhouses; closed to Nico

[Just like she said, Maki was waiting at the green houses, breathing in the chilly air and looking up at the sky. She had her bag with her and it was on the ground, next to her, as she leaned on a tree.

She looked rather chill, even if she was super nervous on the inside.]

Courtyard or a Classroom

[Sometimes to escape studies, Maki finds a quiet corner and starts singing a song. It's a good stress relief in this still unknown world to her and she seems to be very relaxed when she sings.

Sometimes she's asked for a permission to play the song on the piano, found from one of the unused classrooms. The songs also change into more upbeat and more ballad songs from time to time.]

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Great Hall

[The letters this morning brought Taichi one from his mother. It was normal for him to get one and he knew what it was about. Staying at school for Christmas to focus on his studies because of course improving his scores for N.E.W.T's was more important than some family vacation. Especially after the one they had in Japan, which wasn't even a proper vacation.

His sister is Beauxbatons, however? She would be going home. She was free, unlike Taichi. Free from pressure of studying and achieving the best grades.

Taichi held back a sigh and put the letter away to eat the rest of his breakfast.]

Library

[Studying. Taichi could almost do it without overthinking. Just like a machine, he could absorb the information from the books in front of him. No emotions passed as he read another book on History of Magic. No passion or interest in what he was doing. It was always like this with Taichi in the library, but especially today, he felt even more cold and distant towards everything than usual.]

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evanesko - Event: Quidditch (Hufflepuff vs Gryffindor)
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