Lake Party private Closed

Tatiana ran her hand through her hair, brushing flyaways from her face, as she stepped out of the castle and onto the grounds. She was starting to feel a little nervous. Maggie, the bright and confident Gryffindor girl she'd originally met in the library over Herbology homework, was having a party before she left for the holiday and had been gracious enough to invite her. Though she was one of only a handful of friends Tatiana had made in her first year, she was sure that Maggie had made many more, all of which were expected to be there.

As she approached the lake, her anxiety grew, she could see in the distance that at least two other people had arrived. She wasn't exactly sure what to expect from the gathering but was eager to make a good impression. She flattened the front of her floral print collared shirt and dusted off her green corduroy shorts. In one hand, she was was holding a small present for Maggie, covered in a simple brown burlap wrapping and tied with twine. She figured gifts weren't really customary at these sorts of things, but it was small, and Maggie had been a good friend to her.

Closing the distance between herself and the group, she approached Maggie first, as she had never met the other two wizards before. "Hi, Maggie!" she smiled shyly, passing the girl her gift as she spoke. "I know this isn't really a gift giving type of party, but it's just a little something." Inside was a small leather bound book, identical to the one Tatiana had so often done her notes and sketches in, but empty so Maggie could write or draw in it herself. She seemed to be fond of the diagrams and pictures Tatiana had drawn during their studies and now maybe she could do some of her own. Turning to the other two boys, she gave a timed smile and wave. "Hi, I'm Tatiana."

Maggir narrowed her eyes as she saw a figure approaching her from the castle. It paused for a second, by the Great Lake, and continued to walk towards her. After a few seconds, Maggie was able to make out the figure: Isaiah Lewis. He was a nice boy, and in Gryffindor, but Maggie didn’t really know him that well. They had, however, somehow figured out that they lived pretty close, so they’d made plans over the summer. He wore a grey hoodie with black ripped jeans and converse, and as he approached, he said, “Hi Maggie,” Isaiah said, smiling, “Am I the first one here?” he asked, and Maggie grinned at him, “Sure are,” she stood from where she’d been laying down on her blanket, wiping the dirt off of her hands, and grinning at the boy, “I’m glad you could make it,” she said, but before she could continue, a familiar voice rang from behind her. Maggie turned her head to see her friend, Oliver Lock, standing there with a somewhat nervous air. He was wearing an oversized black hoodie and dark blue jeans, cuffed to reveal his white socks and black converse. “Hey Maggie,” he said, and then turned to Isaiah and said, “Hey, I’m Oliver,”. Maggie could tell he was slightly uncomfortable with the situation, and as he sat down on the blanket, an idea popped into Maggie’s head. “Hi Maggie!” a familiar voice said, and Maggie turned her head to see Tatiana Crane. She wore a pretty button up blouse with little flowers on it, and green corduroy shorts that matched the color of the green stems on her shirt. In her hands, she held a little parcel wrapped in tan paper with delicate lace surrounding it, making it look like there were white leaves drawn onto it. “I know this isn’t really a gift giving type of party, but it’s just a little something.” Tatiana said, making Maggie grin widely. Although she hadn’t expected anyone to bring a gift, she thought that it was a nice gesture, and if anyone were to do something of the sort, it’d be Tatiana. She, at least from Maggie’s perspective, was notorious for being extremely thoughtful and put together, and Maggie was sure that her gift would reflect that. “Thank you! Tatiana, you really didn’t have to...” she unwrapped the gift to find a notebook, much like the one she’d shown her in the Library when they’d first met. She quickly gave Tatiana a hug, grinning widely. “This is amazing!” she gestured towards Oliver and Isaiah, and said, “Tatiana, meet Isaiah Lewis and Oliver Lock,” Tatiana waved brightly and introduced herself, and Maggie turned to the three, “Do you guys want to play a game or something, while we wait?”

Margo wandered aimlessly around the Great Lake, her mind lost in fantasies of random colours and happenings. Her keen eye scrutinised the landscape in front of her as she walked, and took notice of the picnic blanket and food laid out carefully on the ground in the distance. She stopped, her mouth forming an O shape when she saw the gathering at the waters edge. A few days ago a girl she had seen around in some of her classes had given her an invitation to a lakeside party, and she had completely forgotten. Now, this came as a bit of a shock. Margo liked to think that she had a good memory, to say the least. It wasn’t as though she didn’t have proof to back this up- she always remembered birthdays and never, ever got lost. However, this gathering had completely slipped her mind. ’Is there something wrong with me? she worried, but, before she could stress, she realised she could recollect each of her family members’ birthdays in order. She could recall the name of the host of the gathering quite clearly. Her name was Maggie, and she was a Gryffindor first year.

’This was just a one off memory lapse.’ Margo assured herself before walking forwards to join the small gathering. There were only four people present so far, so Margo supposed she was early, or at least on time. ’My reputation remains undisturbed.’ She inwardly smirked before taking in the people around her. She had never seen any of them before, except for Maggie of course- so she predicted that none of them were Slytherins. However, her curiosity was dissatisfied, so she opened her mouth to find some real answers.

“Hi there. I’m Margo, how about you? Thanks for the invite, by the way Maggie.” Margo detested small talk, but she held a small smile on her face all the same. ’It’s nessecary if you’re looking for answers about these people.’ she internally reassured. And anyway, she was thankful for the invite. It showed how much of a unique and caring person Maggie was to invite someone she barely knew, and Margo secretly admired that. However, before she could get caught up in her own morals, she decided to move onto a subject that interested her more.

“What are your favourite colours?”

Admittedly, this could still be considered ‘polite small talk’, but Margo didn’t really care. The norms of conversation bored her, so she didn’t make it her goal to know them. However, when Maggie mentioned playing a game, Margo completely forgot boredom as her competitive spirit raged.

”Let’s.” She agreed, letting a grin slide across her face.

Maggie grinned at Margo as she walked up and introduced herself. “Hi there, I’m Margo, how about you?” Margo asked, smiling, “Thanks for the invite, by the way Maggie.” she added, and Maggie nodded her head at her as a way of saying you’re welcome. “What shall we play?” Oliver asked, though it was to no one in particular. “How about a good old fashioned game of Truth or Dare?” Maggie asked, grinning. Truthfully, it was one of her favorite games, especially when she was playing with people who came up with creative dares. Plus, it was an easy game to hop into, so they wouldn’t have to stop if a new person came in. “Is everyone alright with that?” Maggie asked, wanting to make sure before the game began. She had a few friends back home who hated the game, and even her own brother, Cooper, had confided in her that he thought the game was, “barbaric and awful”. Now, while that might’ve been true when you were playing with the Parker family, which, without fail, would take the game a smidge too far every time they played, Maggie was sure that it’d be much more tame with a group of people who hadn’t lived with each other their entire lives. Once, Maggie’s older brother Jason had been dared to do a backflip off of their dad’s moving truck, and he had ended up with a broken arm and ankle. Needless to say, the game was now banned in the Parker household.

Chris slowly walked down the dry dirt path of the forest, sunlight bursting through the treeline like lazers. He had unexpectedly received an invitation by a girl named Maggie, who was present in some of his classes. The pair only talked a handful of times, but the girl seemed to have liked him enough to even think of inviting him. Since it was almost guaranteed a good few people was going to be attending, he decided to make an effort and dress smart, by wearing a pair of light blue denim jeans and a red checkered shirt with the sleeves being rolled up to his elbows. Dressing for the occasion was another thing, making an impression was something different. Eventually, he could see the group of kids perched next to the pond, talking amongst themselves as they digged into some snacks. The only people noticeable was Maggie and a Slytherin girl he had seen in the common room a few times but never spoke too. Chris would let off a short sigh before walking over to the group, his face motionless like normal "Afternoon everyone, I hope i'm not late" he says openly before sitting himself down by the others and looking over to Maggie, giving her a brief nod as if to say thanks. They all seemed to be in the middle of sorting out a game of truth or dare, something that exposed once secret truths and humiliated the brave "Sure, why not..." he says hesitantly, knowing he's probably going to make a fool of himself.