24 Mar 2025, 14:47
Snowflakes to snowballs
----- Dad----- PaAndrea-----
Interacting with @Kai Draxon | @Amelia Garnett
@Lemon GoldfinchDate - 10/12/24 WC 215/200 Color Legend - Mylo | Thoughts It was cold, very cold. But Mylo wasn't too bothered by this fact as they sat on one of the benches in the courtyard, holding their sketchbook with their pencil case next to them. They had properly layered up so weren't feeling the cold as much, which was very good as he knew it would take a while to finish the drawing he was currently busy making.
After having seen the courtyard covered in snow and looking perfectly serene Mylo couldn't help but feel a need to draw the place, mostly so they could show it to their sister. She had been asking for more drawings so she could know where she would be going to school - even though she hadn't displayed any signs of magic yet she was convinced she would also be going to the school - and had been badgering Mylo about it any chance she got.
Looking over at the scene in front of them he couldn't help but feel at peace, a layer of snow covering every inch of the place and making it look so peaceful. Picking up one of their pencils again he continued off where they had left, wanting to not take to much longer as they did have a bit of homework they still had to finish.
ABILITIES | STATS
Perfectionist | Wandmaker [Dragonheart, Elm wood]
sta • 8 | eva • 6 | str • 5 | wis • 9 | arc • 6 | acc • 6Basecode by Ara Villa, edited by me
| sta • 8 | eva • 7 | str • 5 You will grow strong wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 8 | Perf. | Wand. | Calm. pres. In the softest way ability | ability | ability |
25 Mar 2025, 11:54
Snowflakes to snowballs
Interacting with: @Lemon Goldfinch @Amelia Garnett @Mylo Atkins
Date: 10/12/24
WC: 241/200
Kai/Thoughts
Kai was frustrated with herself. She had snapped at another student today for knocking into her, making her drop the book she had been carrying. She hadn't really snapped a lot in the past few months, trying to contain her temper and remain calm. Letting out a small sigh, she trailed down the steps, into the courtyard. She studied the snow on the ground with a small smile. Her journals were tucked into the pocket of her robe, safely concealed in the air-tight, waterproof bags she had brought with her.
The journals had always brought her comfort, one containing the thoughts she wrote down, sort of like a diary, and the other contained a story she had started writing before she had come to Hogwarts.
Maybe I'll work on my story... She trailed towards the benches and stopped. Another student was sitting there already. He seemed to be drawing something.
She studied him nervously. She hadn't really had any close interactions with many of the other students, and she wondered if she should go over and talk to him, or just mind her own business. She fiddled with the edges of her cloak, debating whether she should go over. Finally, she decided. She took several deep breaths to calm herself. Slowly she walked towards him.
"Ah...hello...," she started nervously. "Would you mind if I sat here?? " Her voice was soft, and she studied his face, waiting nervously for a reply.
Reducio
Apologies if the format is incorrect, again, I'm still quite new and don't know a lot of things yet
Darkness is full of beautiful creatures and sweet sorrows, and they should not be ignored if the darkness calls to you
25 Mar 2025, 16:35
Snowflakes to snowballs
Pronouns: Any pronouns (if in doubt, use they/them)
Gender: genderfluid
Date: 10/12/2024
Lemon walked into the courtyard, schoolbag on their back and an expression of great interest on their face. Every step they took, they could feel every individual snowflake as it fell onto them. They watched their journeys curiously, and saw them to be like twirling dandelion seeds that had just received an encouraging push of air. They listened intently to the sound of their feet meeting the ground. It was a soft sound, in between a crunch and a smoosh (if you get it, you get it), and it sounded beautiful to Lemon's ears.
As they were walking across the snowy ground, they saw two other students. Lemon sat down on a bench and watched them observantly. Being autistic, they'd never really understood how to navigate social situations, and would often just watch how others would do it, feeling quite blown away by how naturally it came to others. Of course, they'd never been shy, but they knew that they could be incredibly awkward at times. They knew this because... well... people would just tell them. Usually along with a nasty comment to compliment it, but that's just how most people interacted with Lemon.
They saw one of the students, a girl in Gryffindor with long blonde hair accompanied by occasional streaks of colour, approach the other, someone Lemon had never seen in any of their classes before, wearing robes detailed with the colours of the Ravenclaw house.
Word count: 251
OOC note
Not approaching you just yet, since I'm gonna start the snowball fight. Hehehe.
28 Mar 2025, 13:08
Snowflakes to snowballs
Amelia wanted fresh air. No, needed. She had to get out, or she'd choke. Her head was spinning, her stomach twisting. She had done nothing out of the ordinary; she was simply on a moving staircase, when all of a sudden she was way too aware of the fact that it was moving. It was odd and a bit sickening, and it made Amelia feel like she was on a car ride. She felt nauseous, and she was in desperate need of fresh air.
Amelia took the last few steps up the staircase and burst out into the courtyard. The slight wind moved her hair, making it brush her face as she walked a few steps away from the door, so students wouldn't bump into her. She didn't bother to pay attention to the other students around her or to the view, though. Amelia took a deep, grateful breath, letting the sharp air settle in her lungs and calm her nervous system. She stood there, next to the courtyard entrance, taking deep breaths for a couple of seconds with her eyes closed.
Exhaling her fifth breath, Amelia felt insanely better. She opened her eyes, ready to go back inside. She hung back, though, taking in the beautiful scenery before her. The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow, crunchy and bright, sparkling in the weak sunshine. Amelia looked down, realizing her boots were sinking into the snow. Maybe she could stay outside for a bit longer...
Amelia took the last few steps up the staircase and burst out into the courtyard. The slight wind moved her hair, making it brush her face as she walked a few steps away from the door, so students wouldn't bump into her. She didn't bother to pay attention to the other students around her or to the view, though. Amelia took a deep, grateful breath, letting the sharp air settle in her lungs and calm her nervous system. She stood there, next to the courtyard entrance, taking deep breaths for a couple of seconds with her eyes closed.
Exhaling her fifth breath, Amelia felt insanely better. She opened her eyes, ready to go back inside. She hung back, though, taking in the beautiful scenery before her. The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow, crunchy and bright, sparkling in the weak sunshine. Amelia looked down, realizing her boots were sinking into the snow. Maybe she could stay outside for a bit longer...
𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 & 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: @Mylo Atkins, @Kai Draxon, @Lemon Goldfinch| 𝑳𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: courtyard| 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒆 & 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆: Dec 10th, afternoon| 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 248 | 𝑶𝒖𝒕𝒇𝒊𝒕: Slytherin robes
One day you might look back and realize you've been pursuing your dreams all along!
4 Apr 2025, 19:54
Snowflakes to snowballs
----- Dad----- PaAndrea-----
Interacting with @Kai Draxon | @Amelia Garnett
@Lemon GoldfinchDate - 10/12/24 WC 291/200 Color Legend - Mylo | Thoughts The pencil scratching on the paper had entranced Mylo and had gotten completely absorbed into the drawing they were making, as had happened more often than not. As the pictures would become more and more detailed on the page he would often slip into a state of pure concentration, not noticing the world around him.
This meant that they also hadn't seen the girl who approached them, which in turn meant that as soon as she started talking to them he startled, dropping their pencil in the snow.
Looking up after collecting themselves he had registered what she had said, which wasn't that weird of a request and they should have seen it coming as he was sat on a bench in a pretty popular area.
"Oh, uhm. Hi, yeah no it's fine for you to sit here, I'm not waiting for anyone or anything."
Realising that the pencil they had dropped earlier was still lying in the continuously piling snow he quickly went to pick it up and brushed it off on their clothes, not wanting any leftover snow dripping onto their page and potentially ruining it.
Having had a few seconds to let the interaction sit in their mind Mylo picked up on the nervous queues the other student was portraying, not really knowing why she was nervous the only way he could think of to alleviate them was to start the conversation themselves, as it would likely not get better if he just continued drawing and ignored her - not that he'd actually do that as it could be seen as quite rude.
Holding out his hand, after carefully putting his pencil away so it wouldn't roll back into the snow, he introduced himself.
"I'm Mylo by the way."
ABILITIES | STATS
Perfectionist | Wandmaker [Dragonheart, Elm wood]
sta • 8 | eva • 6 | str • 5 | wis • 9 | arc • 6 | acc • 6Code by Ara Villa
| sta • 8 | eva • 7 | str • 5 You will grow strong wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 8 | Perf. | Wand. | Calm. pres. In the softest way ability | ability | ability |
7 Apr 2025, 15:30
Snowflakes to snowballs
Interacting with: @Lemon Goldfinch @Amelia Garnett @Mylo Atkins
Date: 10/12/24
WC: 204/200
Kai/Thoughts
Kai relaxed slightly, staring at Mylo. Her eyes flashed to his outstretched hand and she bit her lip. Relax, Kai, don't be rude. Just an introductory handshake, right? You can do that... Taking a deep breath she started to raise her hand towards his before she froze and it fell to her side again. Or, you know you can't.
She settled just to introduce herself. "Nice to meet you, Mylo. I'm Kai." Her voice was still soft, nervous.
He probably thinks I'm rude. She sat down slowly, pulling out one of the waterproof bags and tugging out the journal with her story. I should have taken his hand. Merlin's beard, why can't you just be normal.
Her brows furrowed, and she glanced over at Mylo again, her eyes landing on his sketchbook. Her curiosity spiked. He's drawing. I wonder what it is? Should I ask? Would that be rude? She argued with herself for a moment before making a decision.
"What are you drawing?" she asked curiously, her voice almost at a normal tone, though it was still soft. She was curious, she didn't really get the opportunity to ask others about their art, though she had been asked plenty of times about her book and her art.
Darkness is full of beautiful creatures and sweet sorrows, and they should not be ignored if the darkness calls to you
9 Apr 2025, 19:27
Snowflakes to snowballs
----- Dad----- PaAndrea-----
Interacting with @Kai Draxon | @Amelia Garnett
@Lemon GoldfinchDate - 10/12/24 WC 315/200 Color Legend - Mylo | Thoughts As they held out their hand for the handshake Mylo noticed that the other student started lifting her hand - likely to shake their hand but he couldn't be quite sure - but seemed to not go through with the action, returning her arm to it's previous position next to her body.
Mylo didn't have a problem with this, he knew that sometime people didn't want to touch, themselves included sometimes, and thus wasn't offended in the slightest that she had rejected their handshake. Especially as she followed it up by introducing herself, meaning that she didn't do it out of malice and wasn't trying to be rude. At least that was how Mylo was interpreting it, unfortunately they had been proven wrong a few too many times before but they'd always try and see things like this in a positive light first.
Giving Kai a smile as she sat next to them they hoped that it conveyed that he wasn't offended, and that it would alleviate some of the nerves they knew she was likely still feeling. Especially as they knew they themselves would likely still be feeling them if he was in her position.
Noting the fact that her eyes looked at the drawing that was open on their lap Mylo had an inkling about the question that would leave Kai's mouth a few seconds later.
"Oh, uhm I'm drawing the courtyard. It's mostly so I can show my little sister what the school looks like, she asks a lot about it even with all of the other ones I've given her." He answered, a small smile on their face as they talked about Andrea. The usual nerves that were present when talking to strangers not there, likely due to the combination of talking about his sister and the fact that the Kai was nervous herself. This was something that made themselves somehow less nervous.
ABILITIES | STATS
Perfectionist | Wandmaker [Dragonheart, Elm wood]
sta • 8 | eva • 6 | str • 5 | wis • 9 | arc • 6 | acc • 6Code by Ara Villa
| sta • 8 | eva • 7 | str • 5 You will grow strong wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 8 | Perf. | Wand. | Calm. pres. In the softest way ability | ability | ability |
9 May 2025, 14:33
Snowflakes to snowballs
Interacting with: @Lemon Goldfinch @Amelia Garnett @Mylo Atkins
Date: 10/12/24
WC: 201/200
Kai/Thoughts
She listened curiously, tugging out her pencil, flipping open to where she had left off writing as she watched Mylo still. His smile warmed her heart. She loved to listen to people talk about their families, especially their siblings, giving her a good idea of what she missed out on when she was younger, what she was still missing out on.
"That's sweet. Is she going to be attending Hogwarts when she's older?" Kai asked curiously, tilting her head.
Her hand was moving across the page, writing even though she wasn't paying attention to it at all. She was a little calmer now, but she was itching to ask the boy his blood-status. Since she had received the letter of her birth parents informing her of her blood status, she had been very interested in everyone else's.
Her green eyes were endless, and she wondered if her staring was making him uncomfortable, so she quickly shifted her eyes slightly away from him, mumbling an apology for the staring under her breath. Oh, Merlin, he probably thinks I'm so weird. Nervously, she chewed on the inside of her cheek, still writing, almost mindlessly with how her pencil was moving without her looking at it.
Reducio
OOC Note:
Apologies for the late response, life has been a little hectic!
Apologies for the late response, life has been a little hectic!
Darkness is full of beautiful creatures and sweet sorrows, and they should not be ignored if the darkness calls to you
2 Jun 2025, 14:34
Snowflakes to snowballs
----- Dad----- PaAndrea-----
Interacting with @Kai Draxon | @Amelia Garnett
@Lemon GoldfinchDate - 10/12/24 WC 240/200 Color Legend - Mylo | Thoughts "We don't know yet, she's 9 but hasn't had her first instance of magic yet that we know of. But she's still got a while to go before we know that she isn't magical, so she's still fully convinced that she's a wizard as well so I hope that she'll have her first instance of magic soon, she'll love it here."
Noting that she had started to doodle in her notebook it reminded Mylo of the times at home they'd also mindlessly let their pen move across a spare piece of paper when trying to pay attention to their dad's lessons. They barely caught it but it also seemed like an apology had left Kai's mouth, although they weren't too sure if it even was one as he had no idea why she would be apologising in the first place. Although they had also done that many many times in the past, and probably would do so many more times in the future. Deciding that bringing attention to it would probably make the younger student feel worse Mylo hoped that ignoring it would help, continuing to smile at her to let her know that he didn't care for whatever she was apologising for.
As she had asked about his sister Mylo was a little curious as to if she also had any siblings, so hoping to make Kai feel more comfortable he continued the conversation.
"Do you have any siblings?"
ABILITIES | STATS
Perfectionist | Wandmaker [Dragonheart, Elm wood]
sta • 8 | eva • 6 | str • 5 | wis • 9 | arc • 6 | acc • 6Code by Ara Villa
| sta • 8 | eva • 7 | str • 5 You will grow strong wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 8 | Perf. | Wand. | Calm. pres. In the softest way ability | ability | ability |