A New Second Year? PV Alliasta Holista Closed

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Alliasta was very happy. It was the third day of the second year and it was really nice. Moving into year two was exciting for Alliasta! Since she had already been to the summer camp, she had already met many people and even those she had not met, she knew them by face. Especially the ones in her year because they took classes together and saw each other more often.

Now it was potions class. Alliasta did well in her classes, so not great, but not average either. She was relatively hardworking and paid attention to her studies. But potions was a course that was a little more difficult for her. Because usually she couldn't focus much and sometimes she would forget which ingredient to add and how much. So she would try to give all her focus here.

When the professor arrived, she went in immediately. She looked around and looked for a place to sit. She wanted to stand somewhere in the front. But her eyes caught a boy standing in the back. She hadn't seen him at all in the first year. Well his face looked familiar, but Alliasta was sure he hadn't seen her as one of the first years last year. She immediately smiled and immediately moved towards the boy.

"Hey can I move in next to you? Also, are you a new Second year? I haven't seen you among the first years since last year!"

Ability: Lovely Creature is in effect.
Calming Presence is in effect.

Word Count241

Interacting: @Oliver Thorn ────── Outfit Reducio .║ .║ .║ ☽☾ .║ .║ .║ OOC notes Reducio

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Oliver sunk back into his potions book, slouching in his seat as he awaited the teacher's call for attention. The Professor was waiting to start her class, students still filtering in and taking their seats, Oliver knew he couldn't expect everybody to be as early as he is, all the time, but he couldn't scratch the thought he could already be dropping the first few ingredients into his cauldron by now.

Oliver tried to quell his impatience, his fingers tapped the edge of the book in quiet anticipation, eager to dive into this lesson, reliving the same lecture he had first learnt a year ago this same day. His eyes sharpened as he skimmed over the description of the draught—it was notorious to him as a challenging concoction, as Oliver felt a twinge of apprehension reliving his memories: Potions had never been his strong suit. The memory surfaced of a particularly grueling morning last year: exhausted from a harsh night spent in the Shrieking Shack, he’d nearly nodded off mid-lesson, his head dangerously close to plunging into the cauldron. He certainly hadn’t needed a Drowsiness Draught to fall asleep that day. A faint smile tugged at his lips, but it quickly vanished when a young, female voice called out to him. His soft grin melted into a look of mild alarm as he lifted his head from his book, eyes shifting to the young witch standing nearby. She was pointing to the seat next to him, with a thoughtful smile and admirable tone.

"Um, sure—go ahead, please do." The words tumbled out of Oliver’s mouth, catching him off guard. He hadn’t expected to need to say anything this lesson, let alone offer up a seat.

Oliver’s head shot up, glancing around to scan the room, surely all the other the seats were already taken, that's why the Witch likely chose to sit here, in this corner, because there was no other choice. But evidently not, there were free seats everywhere throughout the classroom. Gaps of open spaces, desks even in the centre of the class that any student wishing to become absorbed in the lesson would levitate towards. Yet, she’d picked Oliver's secluded spot—a shadowed corner with dust gathering in the cracks, the table’s edges chipped and worn, and the cauldron in front of him rusty and grooved from years of overuse. He couldn’t help but wonder why she’d chosen here of all places.

Oliver nudged over to give the witch room, shuffling his books and quills along the table with him, confused speculations danced in his mind as he settled, his gaze flickering up and down, side-to-side, still waiting for the class to even start. He couldn’t quite piece together why she’d chosen to sit with him, of all people, in this shabby corner of the room.

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Alliasta immediately smiled and walked over to the boy. The boy looked surprised. But Alliasta didn't care, she wasn't someone who was obsessed with such things. Going to a stranger suddenly... was definitely exactly what Alliasta would do. She left the book and materials in her hand on the table and immediately turned her focus to the boy. The class had not started because not many people had come yet.

"Hey, I'm Alliasta, so who are you? I mean, I didn't see you much last year when I was in my first year, but you still look familiar, like I saw you at school! Oh and I already asked you. But you didn't answer, so I guess you didn't hear."

Alliasta smiled gently and held out her hand for the boy to shake. Then her smile grew bigger.

"Isn't Hogwarts a wonderful place? This place is so beautiful! I stayed for the camp this year, it was very difficult to convince my family! But the camp was so much fun. Did you stay for the camp too?"

Alliasta looked at the boy for a moment... She did it again, talked a lot and asked a lot of questions, another habit of Alliasta. When she was curious, she really talked and asked a lot of questions.

"Well, I'm sorry if I talked too much and bored you. I ask a lot of questions when I'm curious."

Ability: Lovely Creature is in effect.
Calming Presence is in effect.

Word Count235

Interacting: @Oliver Thorn ────── Outfit Reducio .║ .║ .║ ☽☾ .║ .║ .║ OOC notes Reducio

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Oliver's ear flooded with a wave of questions hurling towards him, his classmate, for her young features and petite figure had quite the mouth for conversation, chattering on like a young child immersed in talk about their favourite toy or show. Oliver couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe. He had spoken to others before—granted, only a handful outside his self-imposed social circle of no one—but none with this kind of open, energetic aura. Not that Oliver found it at all annoying, if anything, it was relieving to hear someone talk to him so comfortable.

As this rush of questions poured over Oliver, and he found himself watching his classmate with a hint of wonder. Not even noticing the Professor had already started her lessons, as the other students got to carefully following her instructions, adding ingredient after ingredient, both Oliver and Alliasta were too focused on each other, finally, the young Witch broke her monologue, posing a deep stare at Oliver with a slight blush, clearly she had noticed how much she had just spoke her head off. Oliver cleared his voice, giving himself time to think of where to even start with a reply.

"Um... I'm Oliver, Oliver Thorn." He brought his hand up from beneath the desk in a gesture to shake. "I guess you might've seen me around... I’m supposed to be a 3rd Year—well, meant to be, anyway."

Oliver sighed and turned his head back to the front of the class. "Or not... Guess I'm meant to be here, repeating 2nd Year.."

Oliver's somber thoughts vanished as soon as they surfaced, swept away by the sight of the professor mid-lecture, methodically writing ingredients across the blackboard. Panic gripped him—he was behind, terribly behind. Without missing a beat, he grabbed the listed ingredients in a blur, his robes billowing as he tossed and scattered each component into his cauldron with hurried precision. His frantic movements matched the pounding of his heart, arms racing in sync with his mounting panic.

"A-a-and you didn't bore me! Not at all- What was that you said about a camp?" Oliver grunted as he continued to chuck ingredients in, adjusting the temperature of the simmering fire beneath the cauldron, tuning it a darker orange, and releasing his wand from the deep folds of his Hufflepuff Robes to prepare a needed wand-gesture.

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Got myself a new face-claim, I like this one lots more.

| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Alliasta Holista | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: Same as Interacting |
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽Code by Winnie Harper☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

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Alliasta looked at the boy who introduced himself as Oliver. In fact, he doesn't seem bothered by Alliasta's questions. This relieved Alliasta and her smile grew even bigger. Oliver seemed like a really nice guy. In fact, according to Alliasta, anyone who could tolerate her was called good.

"Oh wow, so you're a second grader studying again! Eh, but why? I mean, unless there's a special reason, I'd like to hear about it! But if it's special, it's okay!"

Alliasta sighed and then, seeing the lesson start, quickly joined Oliver and began throwing her own ingredients into the cauldron as he did. She was trying to be very careful. She frowned because that was the way she was whenever she was really paying attention to something. It was actually a bit of a challenge for Alliasta to focus. She stuck her tongue out slightly and was trying to take notes. Because it would definitely not be difficult for Alliasta to forget these things. That's why Alliasta was trying to take notes so as not to forget.

"Sometimes it's hard to focus... Ugh I mean I forget when to add some ingredients... But I really try!"

Alliasta smiled as she complained. Even in this situation, she could definitely find time to talk.

Ability: Lovely Creature is in effect.
Calming Presence is in effect.

Word Count211

Interacting: @Oliver Thorn ────── Outfit Reducio .║ .║ .║ ☽☾ .║ .║ .║ OOC notes Reducio WOOW I love it!

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Oliver's hands flitted over the table in a flurry, his neck beginning to ache from its constant jerking—up to glimpse the teacher and the blackboard, down to assess the bubbling cool consistency in his cauldron, and off to the side to snatch the next ingredient. Every movement was rushed, his gaze darting back and forth to avoid any mishap or repeated ingredient in the frenzied blur of his own brewing.

Oliver listened intently to Alliasta’s words beside him, his flickering gaze to the side even catching her own hurried movements as she worked towards keeping pace with the lesson. She added ingredients to her cauldron with unsure, automatic motions, though Oliver could see uncertainty flickering in her eyes. She seemed genuinely lost in the lesson—almost puzzled. The Witch mentioned how poorly she does in potions, a matter of focus to her, but she would always try her hardest, Oliver immedietally nodded to her resolve, but she had another one of her questions, Oliver foolishly mention of repeating the year. Why? she wondered, why had Oliver been held back?

"Well- like you said, it gets hard to focus!" Oliver grunted, violently whipping his wand over the cauldron as the ingredients sunk in, disappeared, and the liquid begun to change to a rosé hue.

"I think that brings me up-to-date.." Oliver huffed, glaring back up at the board, watching the teacher scribble the next step, it took some speed but Oliver had caught up to the lesson. He wiped his forehead with a weary hand, exhaling a sharp sigh that seemed to deflate his chest beneath the inky folds of his robes.

"I guess you could call my reason 'Special'. It's because-" Oliver's words hung on his tongue, his mouth going dry, the adrenaline from the sudden start to the lesson, and the friendly aura around this young girl caught him off guard, he was about to blurt his secret out to a near-stranger in the middle of their first encounter, this wasn't like sharing a favourite colour, or the name of your house pet.

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Alliasta was still listening to Oliver while trying to catch up, and while taking notes, she sometimes wrote down the words he said, but she quickly crossed them out and continued with the professor's words; it was too difficult to do two things at once.

Alliasta then nodded at Oliver and sighed in agreement. She definitely needed to practice her focus more.

"Yeah, yeah. You know what's wrong with me is focusing. Sometimes I get too focused on something 'absolutely unnecessary'. For example, when I want to do something with my staff, the shape of its wood catches my attention. And all of a sudden, all my focus is on it."

Alliasta followed Oliver's gaze and then looked at the board as well. She was a few steps away from catching up. And she quickly tried to catch up with him.

"I'm almost there too. Wow, I've never been behind and caught up this fast before. I think it's because of you. I have come this far thanks to you."

Alliasta then looked at Oliver. So the boy had a special reason, so she decided not to question him.

"Well it's okay I hope you don't encounter the same thing again this year and that your year goes great. It was an honor to meet you!"

Alliasta gives him a big smile.

"Oh and I think I caught up too."

Ability: Lovely Creature is in effect.
Calming Presence is in effect.

Word Count230

Interacting: @Oliver Thorn ────── Outfit Reducio .║ .║ .║ ☽☾ .║ .║ .║ OOC notes Reducio I'm really sorry for replying so late! I've been so busy this week!!

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Oliver held his tongue tight in his mouth, his lips sealed together as he awaited the young witch's response, most colleagues seemed incredibly curious at any hint Oliver wasn't telling the truth, trying to pry it out of him or discover it some other means, it doesn't help his conditions leaves him sickly and tired every day, only growing in effect with every passing day till it's pinnacle during the day of the full moon.

His ears tuned towards the young witch, she glanced over at him, clearly hearing his mis-speech. Alas, she only responded with a big, caring smile, and wished Oliver the best of luck with his condition. Finally looking down at her own cauldron, proudly; commenting she'd also caught up.

"It's an honour to meet you too." Oliver spoke softly, his tone carrying that grateful sentiment that she was, indeed, not looking to hear those last words the Hufflepuff nearly blurted out.

Craning his head back to the front, where the Professor's hand was scrawling past the blackboard with white sentences appearing to tell us the next step, 'Let it heat for 25 seconds' Oliver looked down at his cauldron, miraculously, he hadn't made a mistake yet. Turning his head back to Alliasta, meaning to make some short conversation during the wait.

"So..." His mind eagerly searching for some topic, as usual only 2 things that came to his mind was his 'condition' or Quidditch, it was quite obvious which one he would pick. "Do you like any sports? I'm a Quidditch fan myself! Looking to join the team this year!... Finally."