Valentine's Tea Errand Finished

Interacting with @Ethen Emrys

Errand Completed - Will Continue

Tyranni hadn't really had to interact much with Professor Bercegeay, so she was not particularly thrilled about having her arrival publicly announced, allowing everyone who wanted to stare at her. As she sat in the chair to the side of the room sipping on her tea, she could overhear various conversations about something that had happened right before Tyr arrived to the party. Apparently some girl (Evelynn) had hot tea dumped on her head by a Slytherin girl (Persephone) and then the Slytherin proceeded to attack at least 3 other students. Some peoples kids, she thought. There will always be a few rotten fruit perpetuating the belief that everyone in Slytherin was evil.

She was only half-heartedly listening to the professor rambled on about love until she heard that each student was going to be paired up with another student. Wait! What!? I thought this was just going to be a tea party! She coughed up a little bit of the tea she inhaled when this news became announced. As her mind raced with panic at being paired up with someone randomly, she anxiously awaited the moment when she would hear her name.

"Oh what fun! Now, the pairs are the following:
.....
.....Suzuki, Tyranni Whitethorn and Andrew Vance, Ginevra...
...., the Professor continued to list off names.

She was handed a paper with a question on it and told to go find this Andrew guy. She thought he was from Slytherin also, because she remembers hearing his name around the common room, but she had never met him. She would have to remember to ask what year he was in. Right as she was about to go search him out, a young boy approached her and introduced himself as Andrew. "Or Andy - that's my nickname - whatever you like."

Like Tyr, Andrew had come just for the food and tea. "I knew that it was a Valentine's Tea Party, but I didn't expect to be paired up with other students! Professor keeps talking about 'the true point of this day' and 'love' but I think it's kind of cheesy," Tyr managed to say, still in shock. Taking another sip of her tea to calm her nerves, she inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Meeting new people is not normally my cup of tea. See, punny." She awkwardly laughed about her pun. "You can call me Tyranni or Tyr." (Tyr is pronounced like tear, produced when people cry).

Andrew unfolded the paper that was given to him with a question. Quite loudly he proclaimed, "WHO'S YOUR BEST FRIEND?" Tyranni chuckled at the theatrics, hoping that if the professor were near by, she would be satisfied with the two following her instructions to get to know one another.

"My best friend is a muggle back home. His name is Dillon. My parents are both wizards, but they wanted me to experience both the muggle and magical worlds so I was enrolled in a muggle school before Hogwarts. Dillon is...well was one of my classmates. I don't make many friends quickly. I'm not shy, but I just don't tend to 'vibe' with certain people, you know? I miss him a lot. We used to do a lot together, like play Viking warrior in the woods next to my hometown." As she talked about her friend Dillon, she felt an emptiness develop in her stomach. She really missed him and wished that she could bring him to Hogwarts to visit, but she knew that wasn't possible. "Otherwise, I don't really know many people here at Hogwarts yet, so I don't have any friends here. Do you have a best friend?" She hoped she didn't scare him with her winded answer. She just doesn't get to speak to many other students and Andrew had a calming presence.

Interacting with: @Andrew Vance
Edit: Changed name of friend

Interaction with @Nico Shymane

As if answering essentially all of his prayers a very unhappy looking Olphie Birdsaregay @Olphie Bercegeay the eccentric flying professor came to their rescue. She swiftly resolved the situation with an impressive authority he didn't she had. It was quite easy to forget she was a professor with how she acted most times. It was a mistake he hoped to not make with her, as just like Nico she could be quite scary when she was furious.

He was snapped out of this by @Jack Burnett and gave him his attention. "Ah just may come to find you to hear more about this then." He flashed a small grin to the young Slytherin. Before turning his attention Olphie again taking the slip of paper she gave him and then looking down at Nico next to him. Looking at the paper, reading it and then to Nico his cheeks had visibly turned a light shade of pink. Partially covering his many, many freckles.

"H-Hey Nico. Um how about we go to the table over there. I still see some tea. We can read each other our questions and do...ya know...whatever it we want?" Okay he really should stop talking and just slowly curl up and die in a ball. Why was he so nervous though? He had heard plenty of cheesy pick up lines from his grandfather's exploits or his grandmothers when they would gossip. Also just being around Dublin and observing one would hear a lot of funny things.

As his thoughts ran rampant his flushing turned into noticeable blushing and he didn't even notice he was staring intently at Nico. Standing there like a tree blowing awkwardly in the wind.

@Saskia Nicholson

What had begun as a simple errand, perhaps an escape for students to rack up a few extra house points, and all-around an event of innocent expectation had quickly spiraled into what could only be described as chaos. The dance of several overexcited students and the prefects that brought the fate that met them was sort of captivating. Nothing that was happening was exactly a good thing, as evidenced by the worrying number of screams and yells coming from that direction, but still, something was happening.

No, Thora didn't want drama. A stress-free, drama-free place where they could get together, talk, and pick up a few house points along the way was the ideal. At least, the ideal for most, including Thora. Of course, this was Hogwarts. While she'd only called the magical castle her home for about a year and a half, it had become clear that chaos was just part of a normal day at Hogwarts.

In the span of mere moments which Thora's green eyes were trained on a very suspicious group of younger students, injuries were made, feelings hurt, people escorted out. Everything could go wrong in the matter of seconds, it seemed. Apparently the blonde girl with the scary devilish smile had poured a scalding hot cup of tea down a redhead's neck. No, Evelynn's neck.

Thora didn't know the Gryffindor well, but she'd met her by chance on quite a few occasions. She seemed a kind soul and noble for someone so young, and she certainly didn't deserve that. The snek found herself biting her lip as she watched the girl leave the room, hair wet and no doubt having sustained several nasty burns.

She could've stepped in. She could've helped. She could've done something to prevent the disaster, the spark that had begun a raging fire. But Thora was too late, and for once, she didn't lift a finger to help. A couple prefects whom she actually recognized had already swooped in. And so had the professor. Not having missed the twisting and grabbing of people that had preceded a tense control, Thora wasn't sure how long the peace would last. But at least they had it for now.

But then a freakishly loud voice practically exploded off of the walls, pulling Thora out of her trance. That was... some way to get people's attention. But as the already pale-faced girl listened, paranoid of missing an instruction, her eyes widened. Pairings? Pairing meant romance, which meant premature love, which meant all sorts of awkwardness she hated.

Love—well, romantic love, as the professor had clearly meant—was stupid. It was completely unnecessary among a group of kids. Thora'd seen plenty of it already in the months spent at Hogwarts, and more wasn't exactly on her to-do list. What had she even signed up for? She was not going to sit with a boy that the professor fancied her with. It simply wasn't happening. It might've been better if Thora knew the one she would be stuck with, but unfortunately, she'd barely gotten to know any boys. So, here went nothing. But she wasn't with a boy. She was with... Saskia?

Thora's face drained of all color as she thought of all—too many—of the implications that the professor was making. She had certainly quickly taken a liking—platonically, of course—to Saskia but they were barely friends. Since the two girls really hadn't met too often, Thora typically wouldn't have warmed up so quickly, but having seen a lot together at the ball, the Slytherin was even willing to hope for being friends in the future. Maybe the near future. Maybe now.

And then it dawned on her that they could make this fun, that they could ignore whatever the professor thought. Besides, what had she expected? This was Professor Bercegeay, their Flying professor who almost spent more time talking about herself than worrying about students every class. While Thora wasn't one to judge, the professor seemed more than a tad strange. And of course, obsessed with love on every level. No wonder she was using this errand, for Merlin's sake, to pair up students.

Some color finally returning to the girl's cheeks, Thora turned to Saskia and returned her smile. It seemed that they had at least a few shared sentiments about this mess. Or that's what she assumed. "I mean, we could just talk as friends, right?" Thora cocked her head to the side in an attempt to hide her awkwardness. Oh well. Saskia probably could tell how bad she was at literally talking, so there really wasn't any use running away from her weakness. At least, not right now.

"I'm doing fine, I guess. You?" Thora fielded the question in a very unskilled manner. "Sure, we could go to that corner or something." Friends. They were doing this as almost-friends stuck in some professor's idea of fun. Besides, crushes were weird. And annoying. It was honestly a good thing she was with Saskia.

But what the heck was this question? A slip of paper had been thrusted into her hand, and Thora'd barely even thought about paying it a glance. It was a reasonable question to ask for people to get to know each other, but it really should've just been left a simple inquiry. They didn't need romance tips, or whatever that slightly revolting paragraph was meant to be.

The problem was, Thora knew exactly how she would truthfully respond. "About the question, I would go… ehm, anywhere but home," she answered quietly, avoiding eye contact. It wasn't a point she liked to hit, a subject she ever brought up. In fact, most times, the girl just tried to forget that her family existed, let alone the problems she had with it. She really didn't feel close enough to Saskia to admit the familial turmoil that'd plagued her since the summer break, but there was only so long you could hold onto something.

Trust wasn't something that came easily. Trust wasn't something she'd given many people. Trust was something that had hurt her. But trust was something that had gotten her the very few friends she had. Thora'd just told Saskia a lot. And she hoped that her trust wasn’t in vain and, most of all, that it wouldn't cost her another friend.

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Interacting with @Persephone Barret and @Quinn Healy. Mentions @Olphie Bercegeay
Abilities : Lovely Creature

The First Year wasn't impressed to say the least. Instead, Nico found she sounded more intrigued. Blast... Maybe she had been careless, showing her dhampir side. The redhead wasn't out to hurt people. Far from it. She wanted to get along with everyone. She saw it as a part of her Prefect job but... even for herself. Her days before Hogwarts were lonely and grim. The only light she had were her parents and the cat that came to visit her in their backyard. Only they had given her comfort and a positive view on the world. Her loving family had saved her. The dhampir didn't feel superior to humans. Not in the least since her mother was one. Nico was more human than dhampir, that's what she told herself.

Persephone had some fire in her. A certain spite that she couldn't put her finger on. With some force, Nico's grip slipped off the girls neck -- her nails leaving some small cuts with a few drops of blood sliding down. It was small. A minor wound. Nico shook her head, trying to get rid of her angry thoughts. What? How? She didn't cut her... She didn't intend to. It wasn't her fault! Taking a few steps back, Nico looked at her nails. Small spots of blood had sinked into the tips. 'No...' Her eyes had returned to her normal state. Back to the pure, light blue. With a swift panic, the redhead pulled out a hankerchief from her dresspockets, eagerly rubbing away the blood. She wasn't a monster, she wasn't a monster,... Another manthra she often had to repeat to herself.

A sharp voice pulled her out of the spiral of selfhate, the one from Olphie. After she almost become one with the bright pink furniture, she thought it was finally time to intervene. It only took her ... what? ... Three severely injured students to take action? That wasn't so bad right?

That was horrible, actually.

Since Persephone didn't seem to give a damn about what the Prefects thought, Nico hoped Olphie could maybe get through the girls thick skull. After some vigorously rubbing, the Slytherin Prefect managed to remove all the blood. It felt better. No angst. No nervousness... Right? She still felt horrible. She hurt a student by accident.
She pulled away... It wasn't my fault... Some smudgy red tears welled up in her eyes but they didn't get a chance to roll out. Because the Ginger Giant once more caught her attention.

"H-Hey Nico. Um how about we go to the table over there. I still see some tea. We can read each other our questions and do...ya know...whatever it we want?"

Using her pinkies she quickly fixed her watery eyes, looking up to Quinn. 'Hm? What ques-' Olphie smiled brightly when she took Nico's hands, placing a small piece of paper in them. With a beautiful handwriting, that could only belong to the Flying Professor, a question had been written down. 'Oh... ' As Olphie continued to give the other students their own piece of paper, Nicos eyes glanced over the phrase. 'T-.. Well.' Because of all the chaos that had unfolded, she forgot that this was a Valentines event... Not a murder one. Olphie went ahead and paired Nico with Quinn. Her chest felt tight as she then carefully looked up at the ginger once more. 'S-Sure, let's sit down.' Oh boi. This felt weird yet exciting. She would get another chance to talk with Quinn face to face since their last actual conversation in the Library. Even back then he already gave her some weird... happy... feelings.

Noticing that Quinn had been staring at her - intentionally or not- Nico's face flushed fully red. 'O-Okey, well let's go over h-AAH!' Of course, since these irrational thoughts had gotten the best of her, her body went in some sort of lockdown -- her entire body just forgot how to walk and evade objects properly. Once more, the dhampir had hit her knee against the edge of one of the tables. Except, this time it was alot harder. 'Tch.. I-I'm fine. HAha...' Focus, Nico. Calm down! Flashing a sheepish smile at the Giant, Nico rubbed her knee taking a seat. The once graceful, mysterious prefect fell down her majestic pedestal. Brushing her hair back in place with her pale fingers, Nico held Olphies note infront of her eyes once more. How do you even start..

'S-So Quinn...' She cleared her throat once more before looking up. He towered above her. It felt kind of intimidating. But it also made her feel safe. It was reassuring. 'S-So, who goes first?' Nervously, she fiddled with the paper - her maryjane shoes gently tapping against one another.

@Atlas Reid

She smiled as the other girl talked. It was nice to see some of her traits in her partner. After all, they both seemed to be the rather energetic and chatty type. Surprisingly, however, there was a very large difference in these two traits as well. Even the exploring, which Teiki had expected, really. The raven-haired girl grinned, allowing her accent to change back to its normal American accent. The English accent had been used before since, in Teiki’s opinion, it sounded more professional.

She tried to keep the switch natural, but that was rather hard considering that her accent had been British-English before. “That’s really cool! I’ve never left the country of France until I went to Hogwarts,” she indicated around the room, “but I’ve always wanted to. So, honestly, any country seems interesting to go to. Although, food is always a good reason to go someplace new.” She laughed softly, before wondering who Ethen had been paired with. Mildred! She looked over at the girl, glancing between her and her partner.

“Yeah, it’s amazing.” She laughed, her hair slowly unfurling from its circular prison. “I did a little bit. Mainly meals, rather than any desserts. Although, I do know some basic crêpes recipes. The savory ones are really good with turkey and melted cheese. Do you have, like, an all-time favorite food?” She glanced curiously at the girl. She already knew her answer, but her range of foods wasn’t all that significant.

“I mean, I think it counts, but go on...” Teiki smiled, curious as to what her answer would be. The Hufflepuff had no real clue herself, so her interest was piqued in the response of someone else. With that, she rocked on her heels once, before listening to what the girl had to say.

“For me, I think I would want to go to some natural part of the location. Like, a national park or something? A place that has been relatively left alone by humankind. For me, my interest lies more in details and such, so it would be interesting to learn about the flowers, animals, and the patterns that they might have. I think it would be really cool to see human culture, but that would probably be the second thing I did in a country.” She nodded, letting her laugh softly. It was fun to talk about, since she had never really had the chance to do something like that. It also did allow more questions to pop up from the response.

"After Hogwarts, would you want to continue to travel? Or would you settle down first?” She already made a guess as to what the answer would be, but her interest lied more in the reasoning that the girl would most likely bring, if she was anything like Teiki.

Sorry for not all of the talking being colored... I didn't have that much time.

Open to Interactions
Interacting with: @Mildred Wilson
Mentioning: @Atlas Reid

Interacting With: @Teiki Laurent
Mentioning: @Ethen Emrys

Interaction with @Nico Shymane

Quinn followed after Nico with an unusual silence. He followed closely behind her doing his best to not pass her up taking extremely small step. He nearly tripped over himself with each following step. He was snapped out of his focus by Nico running her knee into a table which caused a sudden laugh to escape his lips. "S-Sorry...y-y-yeah lets um sit down." He carefully sat down on the couch cushion right next to Nico. He placed his question on the table and pursing his lips. He laced his fingers together staring down at his hands nervously again.

He was feeling all sorts of positive and strange emotions. It scared him because at the moment his chest felt warm and pleasant. His stomach felt weird and his cheeks were still burning like crazy. He couldn't really describe it well but it terrified him. He felt genuinely happy and nervous and good. He didn't want to loose these feelings, he didn't want Harlin or Aeron to ruin it for him. He didn't want his affliction to scare her. He couldn't allow himself to show Nico what a monster he was. What sort of freak he was.

He couldn't bare the thought and he began to clasp his hands until they were almost pure white from how hard he was squeezing them. It was then that he realized yet again Nico was there. Glancing over to her, his face was now lit up tomato red. Nico was so beautiful, she was one of the most beautiful people he had ever met. 'Dammit you're staring again! He then looked back at his paper.

"U-Um why don't ye go first? I-If ye don't mind..." He seemed to shrink a bit looking more like the confused and anxious 13 year old he was instead of a mature older teenager.