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Forbidden Forest

Forbbidden

The Forbidden Forest (or Dark Forest) is a huge wooded area that borders the grounds of Hogwarts. As would be expected given the name, the forest is prohibited to students, unless they are sent here as a detention assignment or for Care for Magical Creatures lessons. Few students willingly venture into the forest, because there are many dangerous creatures lurking in here. Occasionally, though, detention is served here.

There has been a recent discovery of black Périgord truffles in the edges of the Forest.

Beware Of The Dangerous Denizens Of The Forest! Creatures In The Forest (not all are dangerous, but if you still wish to proceed, do so with extreme caution!):


  • Acromantula Colony (DO NOT approach, use Arania Exumai if utterly, utterly necessary)
  • Fluffy (three-headed dog, vicious and strong. DO NOT approach)
  • Werewolves (don't get bitten so you won't end up being a werewolf)
  • Trolls (dangerous, DO NOT approach or make them angry)
  • Vampires (mostly good ones, but still be careful)
  • Hags (they live in caves or gingerbread houses, hoping to lure unsuspecting victims, much like Hansel and Gretel, so best not to be enticed into their dwellings)
  • Giants (dangerous, DO NOT approach or make them angry)
  • Thestrals (you can only see them when you have seen death)
  • Hippogriffs (DO NOT just approach one, take a bow and see of it bows back at you)
  • Blood-sucking Bugbears (as the name suggests, better not to be blood-sucked)
  • Blast-Ended Skrewt (don't touch the tail, it will explode. Males sting, while females suck blood)
  • Bowtruckle (usually peaceful, but violent when the tree it is guarding is being threatened, be careful in your actions)
  • Centaurs (DO NOT insult them with terms such as "half-breed", "near human intelligence" or anything related to that)
  • Unicorns (adults prefer a woman's touch, foals don't mind if men do it; don't try to catch or kill one)
  • Grawp (aggressive when in a bad mood, better not to approach)
Through the snow you can just make out the tower.

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Roleplay

Hugo and Rachel

RachelG
Rachel Griffin - 6th Year Gryffindor ~ The odd child ~ Werewolf

- Psychotic is a 3 syllable word for any thought too big for little minds
Message Me  - 04:36, August 16, 2017 (UTC)

The quietness from Wren was starting to drive her crazy which is why Rachel was out in the forest, walking along the edge to get a hold of all her emotions and not break down during class like she had almost been doing for the past week.
HugoWB
Hugo Nox Moreau - Dhampir ♠ Ravenclaw Sixth Year

- Sweetie, leave the sarcasm and insults to the pros. You're gonna hurt yourself. Go play in traffic.
Message Me  - 17:01, August 16, 2017 (UTC)

Hugo would be wandering the grounds, which of course led him to the outskirts of the forest.


Kevori

Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:06, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"It's remarkable how our spot doesn't look like it's been touched," she says, two full bottles in her hands as she sits down, leaning back into a log. She manages to get one opened, and doesn't hesitate to take a gulp of it. "Oh, fuck, I forgot how strong this is," she coughs.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:11, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Their spot, as she says, is the site of a burnt-out campfire, complete with a pile of charred logs and a ring of intact ones encompassing it - one of which is now supporting the two teenagers, stretched out along the soil. He doesn't actually know what's in the bottle, something dark and soupy, but he notices with a frown the way she's gulping it like it's air and he gently reaches over, prises it from her lips. "Slow down, mate. I'm not taking you to the Hospital Wing if you pass out."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:20, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"No, Kevin, come on, let me drink in peace," she whines, groaning softly as she tries to reach for it. "What happened to let's get really, really drunk? I won't pass out, I promise," That's probably a lie.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:24, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

It actually hurts, seeing how much Tori wants to suppress something, something that Kevin desperately wants to help her with but has no idea where to begin. Thank goodness for alcohol, as his next option would have been Veritaserum and that wouldn't have been pretty. "I'm all for getting hammered," he agrees; he stands up, puts the bottle aside. The fire needs fresh wood. "But I'm not here for you getting alcohol poisoning before you tell me what's up with you."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:51, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Tori rolls her eyes. She stands up, though, instead of going for the bottle of alcohol. She guesses it'd be nice to have someone to rely on, someone she can vent to and be emo with. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, before she opens them again. "Nothing is up," she tries again, but her voice is weak, strained, like it's taking everything in her to not spill everything about her shitty life.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:56, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Her facade is cracking, Kevin can hear it. Lighting his wand with a quick Lumos and retreating a little into the more shaded area of the forest, he kicks around, looking for drier wood. He keeps quiet, not wanting to push her further than her comfort zone, but giving her a look that speaks volumes about how little he believes her.


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:02, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

She purses her lips, staring right back at Kevin defiantly. In the end, though, she sighs and looks away, resigned. "My parents are getting a divorce," she starts, sounding defeated.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:04, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Okay. Picking up a log, he nods simply, adopting an expression which says that he doesn't judge her, and he won't, no matter what she says. He stays quiet, waiting for her to continue.


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:13, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Tori's shield just snaps. Her walls break down, and it's just her, and him, and nothing else but her raw emotions. "My mother blames me for it. And my little brother. I've - I've been out of it, because she's just been sending me these hate-filled letters, and it's just... Everything is so complicated, Kev. I don't know what to do."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:17, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

There it is. Feeling his heart kind of break in half, Kevin dumps the wood unceremoniously on the pile with a loud thud and then makes his way over to Tori, sleeved arms outstretched, warm and inviting. He doesn't remember the last time he hugged somebody full on but here, now, Tori looks like she needs it more than anything. He doesn't want to ruin it by saying anything, so he waits here, waiting for her to come to him.


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:29, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Her jacket is big on her, and she just looks really, really small right now. Just as small as she felt. But she feels better when she accepts the hug, wrapping herself around Kevin tightly. She just focuses on her breathing, in and out, and buries her face in his neck. "My - my dad... he's coming, Kevin, and I'm going to have a family, that's stable... but I'm scared. I'm scared that he'll force me out of the hostel, that he'll have me move in with him, that I'll drift apart from you and the others. I'm scared, Kevin, because I've never had a stable family. My mom has always hated me. She has. I'm the freak the gave her two favorite kids this disease of magic. I turned into a werewolf because I was an idiot, and my stupidity rubbed off on my brother. My family has never been stable. I have never known what true familial love is, until you, Dido, Dex, Mason and Aleks and everyone else came along. This - this is my family. It's all I've ever known. And now I'm scared shitless that this will ruin everything I've ever known."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:37, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Being multiple inches taller than her allows him to wrap himself around her, his oversized-hoodied-arms enveloping her in a tight hug, rocking her gently, calmly. The words pour out of her like confessions and he stays steady throughout it all, because god knows, he needed somebody steady when he was hurting like this. Once she's done, and the sobs have resided a little, Kevin kisses the top of Tori's head and says, quietly, "You really think we'd let you drift away? We'd let any of that happen? Please. You obviously don't know us as well as I thought."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:46, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"But he's my dad," she protests weakly. "You're the most important person in my life, you know? Aside from Brynja and Gustavo. And I just - if my dad does come after me, I don't - I just... don't know what I'd do."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:50, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

He pulls back whilst still keeping his arms around her, peers down at her with a furrowed brow. Not one of confusion or anger, but of genuine ask. "Do you want to go with your dad?"


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 18:04, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Her lip catches between her teeth and she looks genuinely troubled. "I don't know. He's my dad, Kev. He was there for me a lot, but at the same time, he's just as bad as my mom in the sense that he never made a move to defend me. And Gustavo - he deserves some stability. But I don't feel like I'd belong there. That wouldn't be me, I wouldn't be living to my fullest. He'd just hold me back. Living with you, with the others, helping people by starting projects like the Hostel, that's who I am."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 18:21, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Then," he begins, kissing the top of her head again before stepping back and smiling, just a little. "Stay with us. You don't have to go with your dad - he can't force you. Stay at the hostel. If he tries anything, I'll talk to Aretha, see what she can do. She's already dealing with one kid with a problematic dad."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 18:26, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

She shrugs lamely, not saying anything else about it and instead going for the bottle. "So I spilled. Does that mean I can get drunk now?" she asks, with a small, self-pitying smile.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 18:30, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Tori, you know I'm here for you, right?" he says quickly, before she can lunge for the bottle. He says it like he'd hammer the words into her head if he could. "Whatever happens. If you stay or go with your dad or do something completely different - you're not gonna lose me. I promise." He doesn't break his promises.


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 18:45, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Yes, I do. And I'm grateful for that, and it's why you're my best friend. Not even Mason has gotten to your level. Mason, who is flaking out on me. But - but that's not the point. The point is you're here for me. Always. And I know that now. And - and trust me, I'm probably going to come venting to you more often because at least now I know that you won't get scared and run away at my own problems," The words come rushing out in a matter of seconds, faster than Kevin might understand. It doesn't make them any less true, though.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 19:52, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

His smile grows to something wide, and he finally lets go of her, swooping down to retrieve the bottle and pop the top off flamboyantly. "We're a pair, aren't we?" he says, taking a swig. "Me with the crazy dad and you with all your issues. We could be a superhero duo." But it's clear in the way he smiles and his soft expression that he appreciates her words, and that they've certainly brightened his day.


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 20:10, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"We're the wildest pair Hogwarts' got, but it makes us the best, doesn't it?" Tori grins at him, wide and shiny. She sits back down, leaning against the log same as before. She pats the spot next to him, inviting him over. "So now that everything is going back to... semi-normal, I guess, maybe we can plan something? It's been a while since the gang got together."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 20:14, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

Whatever they're drinking is like tar, but he doesn't care. Taking the seat next to her, he whips out his wand and, with a quick Incendio, lights the pile of the logs; it instantly catches and grows into a campfire quicker than he'd expected. "Because everybody fancies each other," he grumbles under his breath, bottle at his lips. "Dido was playing matchmaker the other day. But yeah - we do need to all meet up sometime."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 21:03, August 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Okay, but hey, I'm only into Brynja, alright? She's mine, I'm hers, Latte and Dido haven't mentioned anyone - not even each other. It's just you and the boys," she points out, before she takes a sip from the bottle. The sudden heat makes her blow out a puff of air, but it's a comforting thing. "I miss Puerto Rico," she says suddenly and lamely, as she stares at the flames. "We should all head down there some time, get drunk off our asses, go to some of the parties and festivals."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 21:50, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

That comes out of left field. Still, he hasn't forgotten his arrangement with her, their mutual language tutoring agreement that never went through. "Puerto Rico sounds like a blast," he says, poking at the fire with a long stick. "Though looking at how pale I am, I'd probably burn to a crisp out there, no matter how much factor 50 suncream you cover me in."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 21:55, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

Tori takes a pause, looking to her side to eye him and his frail, pale skin. For a moment, she looks dead serious, but then a grin breaks through and she laughs. "Yeah, you're right," she nods. "And you wouldn't want to be sunburnt around me. I'd just slap you, over and over. Sorry, bubba."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:00, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

He laughs, reaches forward for another bottle and pops the top off. He's almost definitely going to be an alcoholic when he's older. "You're so kind." His hoodie is too big for him so it makes him look about a thousand times bigger and softer than he really is, and despite the heat from the fire, he's comfortable for what feels like the first time in months. "But no, I agree with you. We should do the festival business, go round all of them we can. Even the shit ones like Glastonbury, just to say we've done it."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:11, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

"Festival Roadtrip!" sje exclaims, before laughing again, loud and happy. Her attention is captured by the bottles of alcohol, though, and she takes one, popping it open and taking a swig from it. She sits back, in a brief moment of silence, before she emits a choking sound. She pulls the bottle away from her lips, spluttering and coughing. "Shit, okay, miscalculated that one," she gags and shakes her head. "Okay, but, idea: a road trip. You, me, Dex, Moccacino, Tay, Brynja, Dido. All of us, in a minivan, traveling the country."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:16, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

Like a mother, he takes the beer from her as she splutters, moving the bottle with a disgruntled expression then handing it back once she's finished. "I feel like that would either be the best experience in the world," he says. "Or we'd murder each other." As amazing as it would be, he imagines being on the road between Dex and Mo for months and feels himself inwardly cringe.


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:26, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

She grins sheepishly but gratefully at Kevin, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. Her grin broadens when he continues, but falls when she realizes something, "Dex and Mocaccino. Well, I mean, you have me. The gay werewolf, also known as your best fucking friend, to keep you away from that drama," she says, winking at him. "But also I don't wanna see you suffer through that, because I'm too nice and I love you. You're amazing, you're sweet, and you deserve better than them both. I don't know, if it doesn't work out with either, maybe we can get married. For tax purposes, you know?" she adds, with a small grin, trying to seem reassuring. "But seriously, you don't have to deal with that if you don't want to. Just be honest with yourself, and with them. They'll understand."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:36, August 14, 2017 (UTC)

"I swear you're a mind reader sometimes," he grins, but it's soft and loving and he rearranges himself, wraps an arm around Tori's shoulders and pulls her closer. The contact doesn't even bother him one bit. "I can't believe I'm the one talking crap about guys to you. How is it you've got an awesome girlfriend and I'm here pingponging between two guys who aren't talking to me. Yeah, let's get married, honestly. Move to Puerto Rico or wherever and adopt a dog and chill out for once." He's very clearly drunk, having fun with the idea. "Be better than here."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:20, August 15, 2017 (UTC)

"We have a gay telepathy link," she shrugs, smirking, and leans closer into his hold when he wraps his arm around her. "Oh my God, a dog, yes please. I vote a Siberian Husky. I mean, have you seen them? Cutest shits ever," she adds, looking excited by the prospect even though she's well aware it likely won't ever happen.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:51, August 15, 2017 (UTC)

Acting mortally offended, his brow furrows and he peers down at her. "Erm, have you forgotten that corgis exist? We'll have one of each, ta."


Toto2
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor 6th Year • Werewolf

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:59, August 15, 2017 (UTC)

"Actually, no, have you seen me? I'm the cutest dog around. Wolf lives matter," she corrects, flipping her hair over her shoulder and puts a beaming, sweet smile. "Disagree and I'll personally castrate you, bird boy."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Sixth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired Prefect-Gryffindor

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:07, August 15, 2017 (UTC)

Reaching for the hair she just dramatically flipped, he catches it and throws it back across her eyes with a playful snarl. "You can bare your teeth all you damn well like," he says. "But wolves can't fly, and I can, so you'll just have to reach me first."


Blair and Narkissa

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Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
The young man was in a clearing, even when it was close to getting dark, practicing training with a few knives, tearing up the trees around him. Suddenly, an arrow flew past him and he jerked backwards, startled, seeing nothing in the shadows... that was until an arrow immediately landed into his chest. Blair stumbled backwards, as another arrow impacted his leg. Through his darkening vision, he noted that there was a centaur standing over him, and suddenly pain ripped through him as the two arrows were removed quickly. Blair begun to go limp, eyes flickering closed as blood stained his shirt, life barely visible in his lithe figure.
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 01:20, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Narkissa1
Narkissa Vulpe - pureblood vampire ✧ the vampire queen ✧ leader of the london coven

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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Narkissa heard the rustle of leaves, the wiz of an arrow and then a dull thud; all of which perked her interest. The vampire was taking a short cut to Thornhill when she chose to veer off the path and follow the source of the scuffle. Red eyes peered from beneath two old trees, watching the centaur move toward the boy. A snarl ripped through her throat as she pushed forward, approaching the centaur with barred fangs.


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Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
The centaur immediately spun around, fleeing into the darkening forest with quick hoofbeats. Blood bubbled in his chest as he slowly breathed, trying to summon the energy to open his eyes. His formerly white polo shirt was now stained red with his blood. "O-Ow..."
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 01:28, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Narkissa1
Narkissa Vulpe - pureblood vampire ✧ the vampire queen ✧ leader of the london coven

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
Message Me

Her nails had morphed into something almost inhuman and definitely sharp enough to shred a horse's ass if need be, her luminescent red eyes piercing through his hide like daggers until it went fleeing into the forest. Quickly, she ran to Blair and knelt down. Without hesitation, she pushed him onto his side to see if the arrow went clean through and was grateful to see the arrowhead on the other side and not still embedded into the flesh. She snapped the shaft and pulled the small part out, the arrowhead simply dropping. She did the same thing with his leg. "It has hit a main artery. You are going to die unless I turn you into a dhampir." She turned to look at him, applying pressure to his chest wound to slow the bleeding. "What is you decision?" Damn, she was blunt.


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Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
He cried out at the pain, gasping heavily. "T-T-T-Turn... m-m-m-me." He moaned, back arching as he struggled to keep his eyes focused on Narkissa.
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 01:43, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Narkissa1
Narkissa Vulpe - pureblood vampire ✧ the vampire queen ✧ leader of the london coven

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
Message Me

Narkissa reached out and tenderly stroked his cheek and hair with her free hand, trying to reassure and comfort the younger male and she inspected the wound. "It will not tickle," she warned and lifted his arm gently. Like a viper, she pounced and sunk her teeth angrily into the flesh. The venom released and soon, he began to enter the starting stages of damphirism. It started with his wounds - the skin stitching together to leave nothing behind but smears of blood and scars. Her bite mark soon healed but the distinctive marks remained for life; a telltale skin of being bit by a creature. "You will need to rest a lot after this," she explained. "Blood is optional; it's not a necessity as you are only half vampire." She lowered his head to rest against the ground and stood, protectively walking a circle around him. "If you need help, I own a coven here in London. You may join if you please. You won't be the only student." So there was more. Many more.


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Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
He turned his head into Narkissa's hand as she stroked his hair and cheek, vision blurring before it suddenly cleared. Pain wracked him and he let out a cry, digging his hands into the dirt under himself as his back arched again out of pain. His eyes fluttered closed as he gave into the pain, falling unconscious. Sometime later, with the night finally falling, Blair stirred awake again with a soft sound as he slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, feeling off. "M-Miss? Ow!" A hand flew to his throat, completely bone-dry.
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 01:56, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Narkissa1
Narkissa Vulpe - pureblood vampire ✧ the vampire queen ✧ leader of the london coven

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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"Narkissa," she corrected firmly and then pulled a bag of blood that she always kept in her purse and held it out to him. "You can come to me every week and I will supply you with your blood. You will continue to attend Hogwarts and you will not tell anyone else about what happened here tonight. You hear me?" The young woman's blood-red eyes fixated intensively on Blair.


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Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
He took the bag from Narkissa, drinking it quickly before he nodded. "Yes ma'am. I hear you."
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 05:18, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Narkissa1
Narkissa Vulpe - pureblood vampire ✧ the vampire queen ✧ leader of the london coven

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
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"For tonight and most of tomorrow, you will be staying at Thornhill with me. I want to monitor you," she said and held out a hand to him. "I'll lead the way. There, I will fix you a human snack and then I want you in bed." For someone who appeared too young, she definitely was an authoritative mother figure.


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Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
He nodded, taking her hand carefully. "Monitor?"
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 05:24, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Narkissa1
Narkissa Vulpe - pureblood vampire ✧ the vampire queen ✧ leader of the london coven

- "Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it wants. The way it starts and stops."
Message Me

Narkissa helped Blair stand and then gestured to the bag for him to drink. "This will help." The blonde then began to lead him to Thornhill."


BlairYear4WordBubble
Blair Caldwell ❄️ Ice Prince ❄️ Fourth Year
-"He's got ice in his veins. He does what he needs to do to get through it."
He had to rely heavily on Narkissa for help, even with the few flashes of pain here and there. Blair had drunk the entire bag already, folding it neatly and sticking it into his back pocket. "Y-Yes ma'am."
Shoot me an owl!  ❄️ 15:29, July 29, 2017 (UTC)


Asterin, Kata and Xavier

Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 15:57, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Asterin, Kata, and Xavier had left the feast and promptly made a beeline for the Forbidden Forest (they know the clue is in the name, but they didn't care) instead. It's very dark by now, any sign of the sun being gone, and it's probably closer to sunset than sunrise. "I bet it's just scaremongering that there are monsters in there," she says, "adults do that when there's something they don't want you to do."



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 16:04, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Must be a real secret as to what's down here, because they've made entire books out of it." She chuckles. "By the way, i have the book. Why wouldn't they want students here?"



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 16:13, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Why the bloody hell am I here? Xavier was starting to regret joining the girls to a walk in the Forbidden Forest, as now he could barely see the road in front. He had wished for some alone time, maybe doing some leisure reading back in his dormitory after the feast - the notion of exploring the mystery of the Forbidden Forest was, however, too tempting to decline, even though getting himself into trouble possibly wasn't the best idea to start a year. He took out his wand underneath his cloak - ugh what spell was that?. and attempted, 'Lumos!' Thank god, he thought. 'Which book's that?' he asked, carefully watching his step.
Game Master
Send Me an Owl! - 16:21, July 25, 2017 (UTC)
His wand would light up enough to see the path for a few steps in front of him.


Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 16:21, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Asterin is quite impressed by the show of magic - she hadn't had time for much practice. She steps over a large branch that might otherwise have tripped her up and glanced over at Kata. "Yeah, what book is that?"



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 16:23, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Something I took from the library. Creatures Of the Forbidden Forest (Why You Should Never Enter It). There's, apparently, a spider king of sorts, centuars, fae..."



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 16:29, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Why you should never enter it". Concise and precise. Fantastic. 'Does it have a map or something? The book, I mean.'
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 16:34, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Like they'd really put a school near a forest filled with killer spiders, centaurs and...I don't really see why Fae are dangerous?" Her nose scrunches up and she pulls out her wand and herself attempts "Lumos!" to improve the lighting around them. "Nice book, though."



Game Master
Send Me an Owl! - 16:34, July 25, 2017 (UTC)
Asterin's wand would be slightly dimmer than Xavier's, perhaps due to less practice, but enough to see.


KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 16:39, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Kata shrugs. "I assume they bite. Also it gives non-dangerous animals too. Like unicorns."




Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 16:45, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Xavier had spent most of his time reading books about practical charms and jinxes - magical creatures, on the other hand, much less. Making a mental remark to read more about it, he asked, 'Unicorns? I thought they're like extinct or something?'
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 16:50, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"No, there are a few left. If it's an adult they don't like men, but the foals don't mind." She, like Xavier, hadn't spent much time on magical creatures, but she knew that.



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 16:55, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah, it says here, endangered. Not extinct." Kata answers, before going ahead. "Let's go!"



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 17:01, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

'Cool, let's mark this as the mission of the night,' he said, intrigued by the notion of finding a rare endangered species.
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 17:07, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Asterin takes Kata's advice and they set off deeper into the forest on 'Mission: Find An Adorable Unicorn'.



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 17:10, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"How do you know they're adorable." She teases.



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 17:15, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

He laughed at the suggestion and added, 'Yeah maybe they look hideous - or worse, adorable but dangerous. And you won't know that until it's too late.'
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 17:19, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"If I die young, bury me in satin," Asterin sighs dramatically, "what better way to go than being gored by a unicorn horn? I can't think of many."



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 17:22, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Lay me down on a bed of roses!" She sings. "Falling off of a broom unto a vat of glitter where I did from glitter inhalation." She confirms.




Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 17:32, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Oh the theatrics. 'I have no intention to be gutted by a unicorn tonight. If I did however, someone dressed up as Death in my funeral and spread my ashes into the ocean afterwards.'
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 17:37, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Nice touch, Xavier," she laughs, "maybe I'd like a Viking funeral, out on the Black Lake in a wooden boat, but with fireworks."



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 17:38, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"I want a pyre funeral... so i don't come back as a zombie." She grins



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 17:44, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

He shook his head slightly and laughed, 'What's funeral for anyway? You'll be dead already.'
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 17:48, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"It's like a send-off, I guess? For some people that's nice." Asterin shrugs.



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 17:50, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Kata shrugs along with Asterin. "Yeah. Like... Closure, or something."



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 18:02, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

As someone who'd never been to a single funeral, the concept of closure was unfamiliar to him. Could having a small gathering with other wailing people bring actual closure? Even when knowing the dead's already dead, and worse, without justice avenged? A cracking sound of branch brought him back from his brief trance - remembering thecircumstance he's in, he decided to add that to his list of questions to think about. 'Hmm...do you think you'll become a ghost after dying?'
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 18:08, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Maybe," Asterin considers, as they trail through the winding paths, "There are ghosts here, after all, so it's definitely possible. And nobody knows what's beyond death - maybe nothing - so it might be better? But what if you have nothing to live for? What about when nobody remembers you anymore? Wouldn't you think you're a piece of the past disrupting the present?"


KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 18:09, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"It's possible, yeah. But I wouldn't want to be a ghost. It seems... Lonely."




Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 18:19, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

It's good to be remembered - he wanted to be remembered when he die. But by being ghost? He had reservation about it. He didn't mind being lonely - who knew if you weren't lonely too when you're...not a ghost. But would people remember him for his greatness? What's the point of being remembered if he's to be considered as a fool? A coward who's too scared to leave the world. Jeez this is too philosophical for a night like this. 'Here we are, walking in the forest that reeks of death and talks about dying the world beyond death. Good way to start a year, my friends,' he said with a laugh.
Asterin
Asterin Breckenridge - ravenclaw first year ☆ a constant headache

- “how our bodies, born to heal, become so prone to die.”
Message Me  - 18:34, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

"In a couple years we'll be doing the same thing, except probably drunk," Asterin quips with a winning grin, her lit wand-tip now examining the trees. "Firewhisky or whatever the older kids snuck into the castle, we won't care."



KataWB
Katarina Gilcrease - Questions Everything

- Ignorance killed the cat; Curiosity was framed.
Message Me  - 18:39, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Noticing the dark, Kata lit up her own wand to read. "I'm definitely looking forward to it." She grins at Asty. "Ugh. Where are all the unicorns?"



Xavierp7
Xavier Prescott-Cuyler - Slytherin Slytherin-Carnarvan First Year

- "Survival's for the fittest."
Message Me  - 18:48, July 25, 2017 (UTC)

Xavier pointed his wand around, looking for any signs of unicorns - or really, any signs of living creatures. 'They're supposed to be rare. If they're so easily found, they probably won't be considered as precious?'

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