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[ 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

The excitement in the air is sizzling, with the Quidditch match about to happen.

Today's match is a between two rivals ruthless in their encounters, their heated rivalry legendary from way back when Hogwarts was only starting. Gryffindor and Slytherin have never been on friendly terms. Certainly not in quidditch. It's sure to be an intense match up.

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... )

The game lasted 2 hours 43 minutes and ended with a final score of 350 to 160.
Slytherin caught the snitch.

[The win was determined by player vote and the rest of the numbers by a RNG. A number between 15 and 300 determined the length of the game in minutes, numbers between 15 and 50 multiplied by 10 the final score, and a throwdown between 1 and 2 who caught the snitch (based on odds/evens, with each team having their assigned number for all the matches).

Slytherin was 40 points in the lead, before the Seeker caught the little golden ball.]

evanesko

Hello and welcome to Mana and Willow's first real event of the year! We hope you enjoy what we have in store, so look below and hop right in~

The ghosts are multiplying. Professors and the head mistress have no idea why, but they are. A small influx of new ghosts will crop up to join the likes of Nearly Headless Nick, Peeves, and all the others running around on the 26th. As the 31st draws nearer, Hogwarts castle will start to feel crowded. A small handful of ghosts will multiply into dozens literally over night, and by the 31st it may be next to impossible to find peace away from them. But, by midnight of the 31st they'll start disappearing and will be gone all together by the 2nd of November.

BOO!
26.10. - 02.11.

PROMPTS

The Walking Dead.
Among the spirits visiting the school this year, some may likely be ancestors and relatives. They may either seek you out or you them, but it's up to you if you'll let them. It's up to you what happens afterward.

Something wicked this way comes. Maybe.
Some spirits may be benign and not realize you're there. They may not even realize they are in Hogwarts castle, floating as if mindless and sightless. Some may be like Peeves and try to cause mischief. Your suffering is their amusement or just a good way to pass the time. They may torment you or they just may trick you. Other spirits might just want some company, but beware of these ones. They all have a tale to tell and won't let you leave until they're finished.

Classes are canceled.
Due to too many spirits interfering, classes have either been suspended for the day of Monday the 31st or moved outside. No one can think straight, let alone breath normally, and space inside the castle is cramped and limited. But don't count on classes staying this way, since the next day with the noticeable disappearance of spirits classes will continue on as normal.

Enjoy your freedom while you can, kids.

Make your own fun.
Don't see anything in this list that interests you? Feel free to play around and make your own fun out of this scenario. There are plenty of spirits running around and lots to do with what's going on. Have fun!

PARTY TIME
31.10.

HALLOWEEN / THE NIGHT OF SAMHAIN

It's that time of year again where Hogwarts celebrates the most coveted of holiday's for witches and wizards; Halloween. Some may call it Samhain, though. But either way, it's a day dedicated to celebrating all that the magically gifted have to offer. Hogwarts does it with a yearly masquerade, though this year may be a little more somber for some due to the ghosts. Your characters are encouraged to have fun still!

Inside the Great Hall

Food and Drink
Where the headmistress and professors usually sit has been transformed into a buffet of food and drink. There are traditional items such as pumpkin juice and butterbeer, but among them are bubbling concoctions that practically glow as fog overflows from cups. Inside are ominous liquids, but upon the first sip will offer exactly what your character wants a drink of. There are no limitations when it comes to it - coffee, tea, soda, juice - all the flavors of the world are open.

The food being served are typical treats. Pastries of all varieties, savory or sweet, cookies and cakes. But, in the center of the table where the headmistress usually sits, is a large bowl of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. Care to try your hand and see if you got something that tastes good or foul? It's the ultimate Trick or Treat.

Dance Floor
Behind the refreshment table instruments have been bewitched to play music. It floats onto the dance floor, the Great Hall's ceiling high above sparkling with clear skies and beautiful view of twinkling stars. The mood is set to have a great time, the floor of the Great Hall free for movement.

Would you care to dance?

Wallflowers
There are small round tables placed near the entrance of the Great Hall that arc into a U-shape around the dance floor, chairs surrounding each table. They're the only seats around, but there's plenty for those who are too stubborn to move onto the floor with a partner or ask someone to dance with them.

Outside the Great Hall

The hallway.
From inside the Great Hall music drifts outside into the halls above the light chatter of people having fun. There is also the smell of delicious foods and promises of fun inside. But despite this, if crowds are not your scene and you want some peace and quiet, the hallway is a great place to gain some distance from it all and still be considered a party-goer.

Courtyard.
In light of Halloween being upon them, the courtyard is decorated with what could be considered glittering lights if electricity was a common place thing. Instead, they're small candles inside of appropriately small lanterns. It's a thing of beauty, seen only once a year by students around Halloween. It's not the ghoulish holiday the muggle world makes it out to be, but it is steeped in rich history and Witches and Wizards celebrate accordingly.

It's not encouraged (though it's not discouraged either) to move out into the courtyard so late at night. Always have your wits about you, children.

Hogwarts at large.
The masquerade not enough for you? Do you just feel like going back to the dorms or wandering the halls? That's perfectly acceptable too.

Make your own fun.
Don't see anything in this list that interests you? Feel free to play around and make your own fun out of this scenario. There are plenty of spirits running around and lots to do with what's going on. Have fun!

angriff

Courtyard

[What a place to wake up in the middle of winter. Eren's wearing his normal military clothes (without his gear) but it's not the most convenient clothes for lying in the snow. Why is he lying in the snow? Well, that's just how he arrived to this placed, after being in his titan form in an entirely different place.

It hasn't quite struck him that he's there quite yet, since he's feeling fatigued. It had been one of the more intense practice runs with Hanji, so there's no mistake he's very tired.

... but damn it is cold. Why is it so cold all of a sudden? Was this a byproduct as well?]

takethereigns

[ Stomping up the stairs and slamming his bedroom door felt really kind of good, to be perfectly honest. He's pissed. Beyond pissed, really. To the point that Jean Kirstein, brilliantly bitchy 15 year old boy, has not said a word in the last hour since driving back from the train station. The fury refuses to reach his tongue and the only words to really come out are "what the fuck Mom!" but he's already been reprimanded for his dirty mouth. He could really care less if anyone pulls through on their threat to further reprimand him for it, but those are the only words coming out of his mouth and it's not like he hates the bullshittery going on or anything.

Just...

Why?

Jean is surprisingly okay with having a bigger family. Surprisingly fine with now having a sister. But what in the ever loving fuck were they thinking by hiding this kind of thing from them? The most upsetting thing is that he can't even escape to a friend's house to ignore the situation because the only friend he has not living in the wizarding world is now his sister, living under the same damn roof that he is. ]

What the fuck, Mom?!

takethereigns

[ It's that time again. Time for DA DA DA!!! Mail! Owls swoop in, leaving letters in front of those who receive them. Jean's not expecting to get anything, but isn't surprised to see something for him from his mother. They don't particularly have the best of relationships, Jean being an unruly teenager and her being a good mom that ~~smothers~~ loves him.

He rolls his eyes at the letter, tempted to stuff it in his robes for later reading. Whatever's inside will probably raise his hackles, as is typical of anything she sends him. Jean's not really keen on the whole idea of getting annoyed during the middle of the day, but what the hell. It's probably the same usual crap she sends him, and at least he can say he's been a good son if he read it, right?

Right.

Tearing it open, he begins to read. At first, he's right. It's the usual crap. She's gushing about her boyfriend of a couple months, telling him he'd like him and blah blah blah. Really, it makes him roll his eyes.

But when it comes to the part where she says the new boyfriend is moving in, Jean damn near rips the letter in half with how tightly he grips the edges. She goes on to further say that Christmas will be a family event this year, and that he better show up, but he hasn't really read that part. Instead, he crumples the letter up and slams it onto the table with a loud thud. ]

What the hell is that old goat thinking?!

olympic_shark

A) MORNING: Great Hall - Slytherin Table

[It's Friday morning and Rin is eating his spicy bacon, thinking about everything he has to do today, from Christmas shopping to study the new potion that Prof. Flourite has started with them - you could never do that early enough. He had passed the last test well enough, but it has revealed to him, that he still wasn't as good as he thought he was.

And then he has to go to Hogsmead shopping for presents, because there's no way he can get it all done next time. Besides Quidditch is starting in December, he ought to prepare for that as well. Gryffindor absolutely could not win.

He's torn out of his thoughts by the arrival of the owl post and to his surprise, there's a letter dropped in front of him. One look at the sender has him choking on the bacon one moment, and tearing off the top of the envelope the other. It was rarely that his step parents wrote him - for the obvious reasons of being Muggles - but sometimes they found a way how to deliver a letter to him, usually by someone assisting them.

His eyes skim through the page, a feeling of warmth spreading through him at the familiar handwriting smiling at him. He doesn't even notice how his perpetual frown drops, allowing a rare, unguarded smile settle on his face, as he reads what Russel and Lori wanted to let him know.]

B) DAY: Library - Behind a neat pile of books

[Rin is sitting behind his usual table in the library, a pile of various books on potion ingredients in a neat pile next to him. Let it be said that the 'Draught of Peace' was finnicky to make, but the more he understood the function of the ingredients, the less mistakes he'd make. Powdered Moonstone, Unicorn horn and Porcupine quills are mostly obvious, but the Syrup of Hellebore is tricky, thus there are more than a few Herbology books around him as well.

His quill is twitching as his hand flies over the parchment, taking notes of everything he deems as useful. He's collected over two feet of notes already and they keep coming, black ink painting the parchment with a dense, small script.]

C) AFTERNOON - Outside: Hogsmead, or on his way there

[Rin practically flies, even without his broom underneath him, out of the castle as the last lesson ends, in a hurry to buy at least a few presents before the shops close. Which won't be for another few hours, but still. At least he knows exactly what to buy, which saves him some time as well. It's dark outside already and the freshly fallen snow crunches underneath his feet. It's cold, but the running keeps him warm.]

fireredspear

[1st flying class]

[The september morning was beautiful, if not slightly chilly, without a single cloud in sight, so finally, prof. McGonagall gave him green light for the first flying lesson, which he had scheduled as the first thing in the morning, before proper lesson start. Nothing better to wake you up than a soar through the moisty morning sky. Well, other than coffee, but these folks were still too young for that. Most of the students were yawning in the early morning hour - and really Sano wasn't much of a morning person himself, but he had already had his cup of coffee and he had taken extra care to not got too late to sleep last night, so he put on his brightest smile, letting the morning air carry his voice, when he called out, stepping onto the grounds with a brisk step.]

Hello and good morning, everyone! [A few students startled at the sudden sound, but Sano didn't let that stop him.] I am Harada Sano and for as long as it takes, I am gonna be your flying teacher. Don't worry, I'll make sure your feet won't stay on the ground for too long. You can refer to me any way you like, as long as it's respectful, but if you call me professor, you'll see yourself flying through one of that hoops, faster than you can spell 'quidditch'. [He announced, nodding his head to the six quidditch hoops on the stadium, ranging high into the sky.] Now that's cleared, step forward and meet your new flying companion for the duration of the lesson.

[School Grounds, outside the castle]

[When he wasn't teaching, Sano liked to take walks outside the castle, that almost always took him to the lake. There he would either jog, or work out, a habit that his muggle father had drilled into him. "I don't care how good you are with charms, if you can't discipline yourself, you'll end up being lazy. Fitness comes with hard work, not with the wave of a wand," he'd claim and Sano found he agreed. Even though he had hated it as a kid, getting up early and working out, going to run even if the most impossible weather. But it was all thanks to that, that he had been crowned one of the best keepers in the kingdom, so he owed his old man a lot, as he begrudgingly admitted.

It was a sunny day, chilly, but not cold yet, just as you'd expect from a late september morning. He had received the invitation to the masquerade and eventually he'd have to buy a mask for himself, but that still had time. He could maybe talk to Ran, see if they could matcht heir outfits. It would be quite fun and give the kids an opportunity to tease the hell out of them.]

takethereigns

[ In hindsight, maybe Jean shouldn't have gotten in trouble on the first day. Normally he was pretty good. His temper wasn't the best and most knew it, so in order for them all to get along they sorta left Jean alone when they could see him ready to melt down. The first years didn't, but the first years never really bothered Jean. Except for that white haired bastard that he shared a room with, throwing something at him because Jean had the balls to be blunt with him.

So there he stood, in the headmistress's office. She clicked her tongue at him with a shake of her head, gave him his punishment, and sent him on his way.

Except he knew that she'd already sent a letter to his mom. A letter that would probably piss her off.

Low and behold, in Defense Against the Dark Arts his owl came swooping in with a special delivery. A red envelope, nicely packaged and pretty. It looked innocuous but Jean didn't want to open it. He knew from his first year, just a few weeks in when he nearly got expelled for the year, exactly what that letter was. And everyone was already looking at him.

He snatched it up and stuffed it under his school robes but he knew that wouldn't be enough. And indeed it wasn't, when he let out a loud yelp, the envelope biting him and soon it was flying from under his robes into the air, hovering over his desk and staring at him, even if it had no eyes. ]

Crap--

JEAN KIRSTEIN!!

[ Shit. His mother's shrill voice. The one she used in the most extreme circumstances because he didn't usually get reprimanded. He was a mama's boy, after all. He sighed, sliding down in his chair to maybe make himself look like he wasn't there. The Howler continued.

Was the room hot, or was that just his face about to explode? ]

Picking fights again? Have you no shame! You're usually such a good boy.

[ Disappointment. In howler form. Whoever had taught her about these all those years ago could really fuck off. ]

Mama is very disappointed in you, Jeanie Boy! You need to do better and make friends, not push them away. I hope nothing happened to that Gokudera boy. Go apologize to him as soon as you can. Mama loves you, Jeanie Boy!

Oh, and tell Sasha that her father says hi.

[ And then, in howler fashion, it ate itself. ]

Sometimes I really hate that woman.

freckledloyalty

[Great Hall/School in general]

[Marco was one of the people who came to school early this year. While his parents wouldn't have wanted to let him go just yet, Marco already missed his friends. He promised he'd send an owl to them every week with letters and visit them whenever he got the next chance, so they wouldn't have to worry too much.

With him, Marco carried a box full of home-baked pies and cookies and some home-grown apples. He was trying to meet up with his friends to hand them their share before leaving the box to Hufflepuff common room ~~so Sasha could eat it~~ for everyone there.

That sure looked like one heavy box to be carrying around...]

(ooc: Marco's generally friends with whoever, so if you want your characters to be friends with him, I'm sure we can figure something out.)

foodhoarder

[Where would you find Sasha in a giant magical castle like this? Of course, sitting at the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall is a girl clearly enjoying the refillable food.

Perhaps too much though? Because now she has her had lying on her arms in front of her on the table. Kids, don't eat too much.]

Ugh.... Who knew you could eat too much...?

takethereigns

A) Gryffindor common Room.
[ The room's quiet and so is Jean. In fact if no one was looking as they walked past, they might not even notice he's there. His butt is firmly planted in one of the raggedy old recliners - the comfiest one, with the plush parts worn into perfection by many student asses over the years.

He's not particularly a studious guy, nor is he an enthusiast when it comes to books, but he can be found doing one of two things: Reading muggle literature or playing wizard's chess. If electronic things worked in the wizarding world, he might instead be found playing some largely popular video game. Alas... All of his hand helds were left at home, along with any game he owned for them. ]

B) Qudditch field.
[ He's not dressed in uniform yet. No one is, really. Not for normal things, and sure not for Quidditch either. He does have the protective padding on, just because he isn't exactly stupid. Laying int he infirmary waiting on bones to mend was a damn painful process.

The last couple years he'd been on the team and loved it, and this year he didn't intend on getting chucked off the team in favor or someone else. With bludger bat in one hand and the other resting atop his broom, he looked out over the field and then down to the trunk that held everything needed for Quidditch. ]

C) Everywhere Else.
[ Throughout the castle, there are all kinds of nooks and crannies. Sometimes Jean finds them and is horrified to find other students making out, where he awkwardly backs up and goes on his merry way. Sometimes he finds interesting passageways that lead to hidden rooms.

One of the rooms he can be found in, is the room of requirement. It's typically set up the same as back when Dumbledore's Army were still going here. In this room, Jean practices his spells in secret and only his closest friends know that he's there if they can't find him. Or, sometimes, it's someone who stumbles on the room or follows him to it.

Another place that Jean can be found is down by the lake, skipping stones. He's fairly sure that the marine life hate him by now, but that's not really an unusual thing. It is, probably, why he'll never wish to swim in it, though.

The last place he can be found? Just about anywhere on campus that students are allowed. ]

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