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Clock Tower Courtyard

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The Clock Tower Courtyard is a cloister at the base of the Clock Tower at Hogwarts. This cloister seems to be one of the older parts of the castle, and the ceilings and walls are dilapidated. From the Clock Tower Entrance, the other end leads to the Covered Bridge, which in turn leads to the Gamekeeper's Hut, Stone Circle and The Forbidden Forest. As it sits on top of a hill, it is level with the third floor. In the center of the courtyard is a fountain with statues around it. Plants and vines grow on some parts of the flooring and walls.

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Liberty and Theo

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Theo Spencer - Ravenclaw πŸ’‰ Seventh year

-Future healer
Message Me – {{{2}}}

He was sitting on one of the benches, going through a textbook. It was a textbook for medicine school he ordered online, technically meant for third years, yet he was reading it in his own free time. He found it interesting, confusing at times, but interesting none the less. Very muggle, of course, but that was expected since it was a muggle textbook.


Liberty 4th Year 1
Liberty Stevens - Fourth Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 03:17, June 24, 2018 (UTC)

Entering with a wince, Liberty had a particularly rough full moon two nights ago, heading towards Theo. She collapsed next to him, curling up into his side despite the fact that she didn't really know any of the other ravens around. Oh well, she was hurting and sore and tired... Snuggle time start.



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Theo Spencer - Ravenclaw πŸ’‰ Seventh year

-Future healer
Message Me – {{{2}}}

He froze as he felt someone curl into him, turning his head to stare at the girl with his glasses sliding down his nose. Pushing them back up, he shifted. "Do I know you?" he asked, closing the book to push it into his bag.


Liberty 4th Year 1
Liberty Stevens - Fourth Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 03:40, June 24, 2018 (UTC)

She shrugged. "Probably yeah. I'm Liberty, the local werewolf in the Eagle commons." Liberty adjusted, hissing, and relaxing even more into Theo. "Fourthie."



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Theo Spencer - Ravenclaw πŸ’‰ Seventh year

-Future healer
Message Me – {{{2}}}

"I've...never heard of any of those, except 'fourthie'," he said, shifting slightly away from her, "are you...are you hurt?" he asked, picking up on the hiss.


Liberty 4th Year 1
Liberty Stevens - Fourth Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 05:10, June 24, 2018 (UTC)

She shrugged briefly. "Kinda."



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Theo Spencer - Ravenclaw πŸ’‰ Seventh year

-Future healer
Message Me – {{{2}}}

He hesitated. "Shouldn't you be at the hospital wing, then?" He asked with a frown, "can you...where does it hurt?"


Oscar and Wren

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Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

He was walking through the courtyard, on his way to an empty classroom so he could study because, even though it was only the first few weeks of the year, he was already struggling. Though he didn't keep his head down, his own pride wouldn't let him, he didn't meet the eyes of any of the students passing him, something he'd been doing since he got here. He didn't really have the energy to try and make friends, not yet anyway.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 21:15, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

It wasn't unusual for Wren to walk about Hogwarts with his nose in a book, usually about potions or charms - whichever one he felt more interested in learning about on that particular day. On this day in particular he was reading a book about Veritaserum, the truth serum that only the Ministry could use. He had hit a plateau in his own creation of it and was studying desperately to find the final few ingredients. It was as he was reading this book that he walked directly into Oscar, book falling from his hands. In an attempt to conceal his intentions, he scrambled to pick the book up before smiling awkwardly at the person he had collided with, "So sorry, wasn't looking where I was going."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

He only saw the other boy, whose face was disappeared behind a book, when it was far too late to stop the crash in. At least he had the chance to prepare for impact and only stumbled back one step, his hands flying up to steady the other boy but found him, instead, picking up the book and so his hands were raised kind of awkwardly, so he dropped them. It didn't click that the other guy looked familiar until after he said, "it's okay, don't worry about it". If he was honest with himself, then he'd confess the other guy looked like W-him. Which was impossible. He was dead. Nor was he a wizard. "Are you okay?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 21:34, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

As his eyes settled on the other, Wren's mind wandered into the realm of familiarity, positive he had seen the person in front of him once before. His mind deemed the thought irrational, pinning the feeling on the fact that Hogwarts had many students and it was likely the other boy was just one of those many faces. Wren nodded all the same, his smile relaxing just a little - you could never be too sure on who'd be abrasive after walking into them, "Yeah I'm fine, didn't fall over so that's always a plus." He paused for a few seconds before nodding slightly, "You?"


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

For a moment he stood there eying Wren but he shoved his own doubts on who he was aside, it was impossible. Utterly impossible. "Same," he said, forcing a small smile onto his face, "barely felt a thing..." he trailed off. Usually, he would have walked away by now but...he didn't. Maybe it was that sense of familiarity that made him stay, maybe the need to just make sure, though god knows how he would react if he...was right. "Interesting book?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 21:59, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

The familiarity of the other was something that Wren was beginning to be unable to ignore; it was a strong feeling, one that demanded to be felt. "That's good," Wren said earnestly, giving the other a genuine smile. The last thing he would've wanted to have done is hurt someone unintentionally. At the other's words he glanced down at his book, thanking every deity that the name of the serum wasn't plastered all over it and instead looked like any other potions book to the unknowing eye. "It's alright," he replied, lying somewhat, "Just researching some of this year's potions - it's kinda my subject so I don't want to lose my momentum."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

The mention of potions was like a knife into his chest and he internally withered. He hated that class and would have dropped it if he could, except his current plans, to be a healer, kind of needed it. Maybe that's where he'd seen the guy, somewhere in the potion's classroom. "I don't mind that class," he said. What a lie. "I'm Oscar, by the way," he said, his eyes on Wren's face.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 22:17, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

At the sound of the other's name, Wren could feel his composure shaking. Words his father had said to him the first day they had moved, telling him that nobody would ever believe he was alive and that Oscar - should this be his Oscar - wouldn't believe him, were coming back at a rapid pace. He nodded slightly, his smile faltering just a little bit, scared of what might happen. "I'm Wren."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

It was as if the temperature dropped severely at the sound of his name and Oscar's face slowly hardened. It had been six years since he last saw the boy and he could barely think his name let alone say it, so naturally he slightly flinched at the name leaving the guy's mouth. Guy. Wren. Not guy, he had a name. A supposedly dead man's name. He was silent for a moment, not sure how to react, until he resorted to the one thing that he could think of. Punch him; and his fist went flying towards the other boy's cheek.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 22:32, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

It was unmissable, the way that Oscar's face contorted after he voiced his name. He could feel the tension rising and it was something he had been anticipating ever since the day his father moved them. Wren was positive that if he had a friend who had 'died' and was standing before him, he might have a similar reaction. Obviously he hadn't been expecting the punch and it landed square in his cheek, causing him to stagger back a few paces. Hands went instinctively to cup the area that had been hit, Wren's gaze fixating on Oscar and turning into a glare. It took him a few seconds, but his own fist began to fly in the direction of Oscar's face, not caring where it landed.


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

He had been half expecting him to do something in return so he flinched to the side to miss Wren's fist. Of course, there was the thoughts 'why the fuck is he fighting me? What did I do to deserve that?' flushed through his mind but he shoved it down. It was like the name had pushed him over the edge, an edge he'd been nearing for years. Wren was alive. He was half tempted to just tackle him onto the ground and let his fist keep on going until Wren was actually dead. He could feel the eyes of other student's on them and he knew it was only a matter of time before one of them intervened or went and got a teacher. Guess he better make the most of it. He leapt forward again, his hands going for Wren's shirt so he could keep him still to punch him. "You're dead," he snarled. This could be interpreted in two (or more) ways. One, as a threat or two, stating that Wren should be dead. Both were kind of true.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 23:06, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

Truthfully Wren had no reason to punch Oscar back, it only being elicited by the other's punch but, regardless, that didn't stop him from feeling frustrated that Oscar had avoided it. Wren was oblivious to the stares of the other students; if he wasn't wearing his robes then he was donning his Serpents jacket which garnered attention. Maybe some of the students were silently praying in advance for Oscar - people could only theorise what would happen to him when the Serpents found out. Now the wiser of Oscar's intentions, Wren was able to push him away, creating a gap between them. His words struck something within Wren and whatever nice facade was gone in the distance. "Am I? I feel pretty alive," he spat, his glare unrelenting. "Touch me again Fermanagh and you'll regret it." His threat was ambiguous; did he mean he'd get the Serpents on Oscar? Or was he alluding to his own physical strength or proficiency in wandless magic? Regardless, his words caused gasps to sound out from the students around them.


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

"Your funeral that I attended told me otherwise," he said, his tone snarky and bitter, "and or what? You'll beat me to death?" He was being cruel then but it was his defence mechanism. He didn't know how to react. Should he be happy? A part of him was. A part of him was terribly relieved but...he was angry too, and his anger always got the better of him.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 23:29, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

It was always weird knowing that he, legally, had his own funeral, even more so when he heard the words materialised. It was a feeling he didn't like and one he tried to avoid at all costs. "Well clearly it wasn't mine then," he replied, ready to become the apathetic asshole he knew he could be - until Oscar's words stopped him in his track. He knew Oscar knew how his mother had died but it was doubtful that he knew Wren had witnessed it. "You take that back!" He demanded, despite knowing that Oscar really hadn't said anything to fall back on, "Why would I do that when I can hex you? Give you a fatal potion? Those seem more your style."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

"My style? No thanks," he sneered, "and I don't know, I figured the apple wouldn't have fallen far from the tree. And yes, clearly that wasn't yours. Clearly." He knew he'd gotten under the skin of the boy with the demand and he found himself not caring. Good, he deserved it.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 23:42, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

"Well you don't deserve the effort it'd take to do it manually," he retaliated, arms crossing. Whatever happiness and excitement to see his former best friend has disappeared, contempt replacing it. "Fallen far from the tree? What does that mean, huh?" Wren was beginning to get paranoid and, quite frankly, insulted. "Glad you can see the obvious."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

His words, asking him to elaborate, caused him to hesitate. I was talking about your dad. His hesitation caused him to notice something else. His jacket. He narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't see the symbol so he didn't realise what the jacket stood for. Guessed Wren was into leather. "So what happened?" He hissed, "is your dad still alive?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 23:54, May 15, 2018 (UTC)

Wren didn't notice his jacket was hanging out until he felt Oscar's eyes narrow onto them. By now the crowd had gone, realising that their altercation had turned more verbal rather than physical. It was seeing that everyone had gone that Wren noticed Oscar's hesitation and, quite frankly, he felt good about it. "Why don't you tell me? You seem to think you know a lot about it," he replied with a shrug. "What's it to you? Need to know everything about my life?"


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

"Go to hell," he snapped, "all I know is that I found your mother's body, went through three weeks of not knowing whether you were alive or dead, though I was told it was the latter, then six years later, you pop up again. Tell me how I don't deserve at least a little bit of answers, asshole." With this, he attempted to push Wren in the chest, not putting a lot of force into it. "I went through fucking hell because of you and you never even tried to track me down to tell me you're okay?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 00:35, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

"Already been there," he shot back, equating to his life past London as being pretty equivalent to hell. He was silent as Oscar went through what had happened immediately after his father had forced them to pack their bags and leave. He vaguely remembered his favourite jumper being snatched off him, being cut slightly, and having his blood smeared all over it. He was too young to understand then but now, now he knew that his death was being faked. He let himself get pushed, continuing to glare at Oscar. "I was nine, what do you expect me to do, jump on a bus and just go to London of all places and try to find you? Then I really would've died."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

"It's been six to seven years. You could have done something during then," he snapped, "or did you not give a shit?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 00:44, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

"And would you believe my answer, huh? You seem to have a pretty clear cut idea of my answer before I say it, so why bother?"


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

"I don't give a shit how I feel about the answers, I just want an answer," he hissed. This was true to an extent, Oscar would rather an answer, the truth, than sitting in questions and limbo, even if he doesn't like it.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 00:56, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

Wren looked Oscar up and down before shrugging, his apathy shining through. "Maybe, just maybe, if you wanted answers you wouldn't have punched me. So you want answers? Give me a reason to give them."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

His face was wiped clean at the question, his eyes burning with fire. He was angry, he could feel it pouring through him, making his fists clench and he was ready to throw a fist again but held himself back this time. "If you come near me again," he said, wearily and quiet, "I really will kill you. Got it?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 01:17, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

Wren nearly froze up at Oscar's words, the way the other spoke quietly unnerved him and he was ready to be hit again. "That's a threat you'll never be able to keep," he said, his own tone reflecting just how serious he was, "Messing with me is the last thing you want to do Oscar."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

"Don't tell me what I want," he snarled, "it's been a long time since you had the right to tell me that. Give me one reason why I should be so scared of you?"


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 01:31, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

"And you have the right to tell me what to do? Next joke, humour me." Wren narrowed his eyes, eyebrows furrowing slightly before nodding. He was confident in his wandless magic skills - not many could do it successfully and it meant he was unpredictable. Wandlessly, he casted the jelly-legs jinx on Oscar, watching as the other collapsed.


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

Fuck His head jolted out to catch him and it landed on a bench, helping him with the impact. He gave Wren a glare but he didn't say anything for a moment, trying to get his rollercoaster of emotions under wraps. "You're a fucking arsehole, you know that right?" he asked.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 08:13, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

Wren felt triumphant; if Oscar still didn't get that he shouldn't underestimate him and that fearing him might just save him a lot of pain in the future, then that was a mistake Oscar was willing to make. He shrugged, arms crossing, "You literally asked for it. Don't ask if you don't want to receive."


Oscar4
Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

He took out his wand and muttered the counter curse for it so he could stand back up. Shoving past Wren, he made sure his shoulder hit him as he passed, "as I said, come near me and I'll kill you. I'm not telling you to do shit, it's just a warning," he remarked before moving to leave.


WrenBerkhartWB
Wren Berkhart - Sixth Year Slytherin |🐍 Serpent 🐍

-Potion Extraordinaire
Message Me – 08:30, May 16, 2018 (UTC)

When hit with his shoulder, Wren made sure to push back as hard as he could, just to show his resilience. He raised an eyebrow before shrugging, "As I said, you'll never be able to keep that threat - that's a warning."


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Oscar Fermanagh - The Honey Badger

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Message Me – {{{2}}}

He sneered. "I'm not scared of you, Berkhart," he said slowly, pausing just behind Wren, tilting his head, "no matter what you do." With that, he stalked off, shoving through the milling crowds and into the castle.


Callum and Sawyer

Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 02:57, May 8, 2018 (UTC)

Callum was currently sitting on one of the stone benches as he waited for Sawyer to arrive, he hadn't seen him since they got to Hogwarts and he wanted to meet up. They had been owling each other all summer, and Callum was pretty excited to actually be able to spend time with Sawyer again. At the moment Callum was just working on homework.



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 03:03, May 8, 2018 (UTC)

Sawyer sneaks up behind his friend, poking him on the left shoulder while standing to his right. He grins, happy to see is adventuring friend. With a magical context like Hogwarts, there's no telling what secrets the two can uncover together. Of all he friends he had made at school so far, Callum was definitely the nicest, although Alice comes in second. Hannah...he associates her too much with Nyx, who normally leaves him feeling kinda bad.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 03:06, May 8, 2018 (UTC)

Callum glanced behind him, only to see no one which confused him. Before looking over and seeing Sawyer and just smiling and laughing, "You're such a dork," He said and poked Sawyer in the stomach with his quill pen. "How long have you been standing there?"



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 03:40, May 8, 2018 (UTC)

"Long enough to know you're very concentrated," he replies, placing his hand over his stomach where he was poked and rubbing, as if he were hurt. Unabashedly, he goes to give his friend a one armed hug. The summer had been too long. "Whatcha up to? That looks like some serious business." Sawyer peers oer at his paper.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 06:09, May 8, 2018 (UTC)

β€œIt’s just some homework for Care Of Magical Creatures, I need to work on it since I’m struggling in the class.” He answered, showing Sawyer what he was working on. β€œI’m not too great with animals, but I’ve been trying more... I hope you know something?” He questioned and glanced up at him.



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 04:30, May 17, 2018 (UTC)

"Oh, I see," he says, nodding his head thoroughly. "I'm doing okay..although I think I have the teachers on edge. Sometimes I pull dumb stunts and it doesn't work in anyone's favor. but hey! We can stud together if you want. I could use a grade improvement too."


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 04:51, May 17, 2018 (UTC)

He just chuckled a little at that, β€œI guess you’re the class clown then?” He asked with a small grin, β€œThe class clown and the teachers pet studying together, quite an interesting duo if you ask me,” He said with a small smile,



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 05:22, May 17, 2018 (UTC)

"..Yes?" It takes him a moment to acknowledge it. It was all part of his small-scale plan to make friends. "People like you more if you're funny, you know? Half of my followers follow for the dumb stuff and not for me, to be honest."


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 05:24, May 17, 2018 (UTC)

He shrugged a little at that, "Yeah, I can see that. That's why I don't have any friends except for you, and Ann-Sofie," Callum said, before patting the spot next to him on the bench. "Sit down so we can start doing homework, we should get this done before dinner."



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 05:31, May 17, 2018 (UTC)

Sawyer happily plops himself where he indicates to sit. "Lets see..so what are we learning right now?" He grins sheepishly. "I forgot to wake up for class, my bed was just too darn comfortable."


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 05:36, May 17, 2018 (UTC)

"Maybe I should come by in the mornings and drag you out of bed," he said and lightly hit Sawyer's leg with his pen. "We're working on Care of Magical Creatures homework, or I also have to work on Potions homework. Whichever is fine with me,"



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 03:20, May 21, 2018 (UTC)

He sighs. "You might as well. I need to wake up some way." Sawyer scratches his head. "Potions homework is boring, let's do Care of Magical Creatures." He pulls out a text book from the bag he had been carrying. "What animal are we looking at this time?" He flips through aimlessly.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 03:22, May 21, 2018 (UTC)

"Well I'm studying unicorns even though I don't think that's exactly what we're studying in the course at the moment," He commented with a small shrug, "I always study things I don't particularly have to, which is why I get confused a lot."



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 04:04, May 21, 2018 (UTC)

He feels a little worried, but shrugs in turn. "Well, that's the best guess I have on what's going on in class, so I'll stick with it." He flips to the page about unicorns. "Should we quiz each other on them? Like, facts and stuff?" He quickly glances over the page, hoping the information will stay in his head.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 04:25, May 21, 2018 (UTC)

"Are you sure you want to quiz me? I might make it not fun," He said with a small frown, "I mean we can try it if you want, but I'm just warning you that you might get annoyed easily."



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 01:38, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

"Fffff." He waves a hand. "Please. Me? Annoyed? At you? The words don't go together." He thumps his chest, tarzan style. "Hit me." A oofy grin slips onto his face, but then goes back to one of determination.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 02:20, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

He just rolls his eyes at that but chuckled a little. β€œWell if you say so, you go first quizzing me then.”



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 03:09, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

"Alright..." He trails off as he reads the information again. "Where can ou find a a unicorn?" He calls loudly, making sure Callum could hear.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 03:16, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

"Forests, but you can also find them in The Forbidden Forest near Hogwarts. Unicorns are native to large forests, and are rarely seen outside of them." Callum replied, almost as if he was reciting it from a book. "My turn," He reads down the page, "What happens when you drink Unicorn Blood?"



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 03:25, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

"Uhhh..." He taps his head. " I think I know this one..." He looks up to the sky as if the answer is written in the heavens. "Well, they're magical and rare, and Voldemort wanted to drink it because...it extends how long you live right?" he says, believing he must be right.


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 03:30, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

He shrugged a little, "Yeah, more or less. I mean you got the basics down, it does extend how long a person lives. But at the same time it makes them less human, because you killed something so pure and innocent. It's almost like what happens when someone is conceived under the use of a love potion."



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 03:41, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

He nods his head. "So, they become a sociopath? Slowly, anyways. I mean, makes sense. I'd never kill a Unicorn, just document one." He looks over his book for another question. "How about- What can unicorn horns be used for?"


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 03:45, May 22, 2018 (UTC)

"I think documenting unicorns would be really interesting. I'd like to try it one day," He commented before thinking for a moment. "Well they're mostly used in potions, but at the same time they can be used for runics. But that's a lesser known topic,"



SawyerWB4
Sawyer Zheng - Gryffindor Fourth Year- Sir Talks A Lot

-Gryffindor Crest
Message Me – 00:23, May 26, 2018 (UTC)

"We could become magizoologists." His eyes lose focus as he thinks about the adventure and fame they would bring. He comes back at the word 'runic'. "Runic? What do you mean?" He sits forward, eyes trained on Callum. "Sounds weird. I mean what, do you just draw pictures with the horn or...?"


Callum 6
Callum Dane - 4th Year Ravenclaw β€’ Genius Child

- β€œAll That Glitters Isn't Gold.”
Message Me  - 00:33, May 26, 2018 (UTC)

He chuckled a little at that, β€œMaybe we could be like Indiana Jones, or discover a new species,” he commented. β€œWell, I don’t really know how to explain runic because it’s really complicated and out of my league...”