P.U.R.E. meet 1 Open to all Closed

Interacting with @Henry Knight @Michael Miller @Simon Kincaid @Paige Chase
English • #2E8B57 | Welsh • #0080BF | French • #804080
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Sarah smiled warmly at the first boy to speak, shaking his hand with a slight nod. She knew her own hand was likely freezing, barely able to feel the tips of her fingers anymore, which was likely why she didn’t fully register the coolness of the Hufflepuffs skin. He didn’t look cold, despite his distinct lack of winter clothing, but his hand verged on ice. She didn’t have the chance to consider how peculiar it was, as a pin was being thrust in her direction with a happy welcome.

“Thank you,” She said gratefully, forcing her fingers to properly clasp around the metal so she could examine it. It was pretty, and clearly showed once again that a lot of thought had gone into this club meeting. She found herself slightly admiring the younger Slytherin who was proving to be far less meek than his height would suggest. “They’re beautiful Michael,” She added, throwing a quick grin at the boy before pocketing the badge She’d have pinned it to her jumper had she not been worried of accidentally stabbing her own fingers.

She shook the Slytherin’s hand as well, absently noting that he felt considerably warmer to the touch, and was delighted at the mention of hot chocolate. It was something which always reminded her of winter days spent rolling around in snow with her brother before their mother would drag them inside and they’d drink it by the gallon. “Hot chocolate? You know exactly the way to a girl’s heart,” She teased, sending the boy a wink when he passed her a coat. She offered him her thanks as she took it, immediately slipping her arms into the sleeves and wrapping it tighter around herself. The word prepared flashed before her eyes and she once again realised just how much effort had been put into this.

As she listened to the boys talk about their instruments of choice, chuckling softly at the image Simon had created of an owl and a piano, she bent to gently scratch behind Loki’s ears in a way she knew Nova loved. “You look awfully dapper,” She said quietly as she scratched him. After a quick sniff, he walked back towards Henry, something which, had Sarah not known was commonplace for the cat whom she’d now met a few times, she might have been offended by.

The camera which Henry pulled out of his signature messenger bag immediately caught Sarah’s attention. She found photography beautiful in general, but the fact that it was a muggle camera he was holding only fascinated her more. She peered at it closely, already excited to see the photos which would be taken this evening. When another girl arrived, Sarah smiled at her, letting her eyes briefly run up and down as she took in her dark hair and thick coat. Apparently she hadn’t underestimated the weather as the Slytherin had. “Sarah Lightwood,” She supplied with a wave as the girl introduced herself.

Michael couldn't believe it, days before he P.U.R.E. was just thoughts in his head, and now? He smiled at all the people that were there, three already, and he had to bite his bottom lip to contain his happiness at the fact he knew more would come.

"Awesome! I play harp, piano, and violin, so this works." He was so excited. He had thought it all out, galas, and suits, the waltz. Henry's question snappes him out of his thoughts. "Oh, No i think that's it." He said, just as a girl came down towards them. A girl named Paige, she seemed nice.

When Henry pulled out his camera, Michael nodded excitedly, "Is that a muggle camera? They look so similar to wizarding cameras. . . Do their pictures move too?" He asked curious, only to jump at a pop from behind him.

3 house elfs held trays of hot chocolate, 3 on one, 2 on the rest. "Thanks" he said as he moved, letting them put the trays down, they looked proud to have helped.

There was another pop, and a elf came out, wrapped in his weighted blanket. The giggled, as the elf was nearly covered completely.

Ten minutes later, after he had given the blanket to the girls, for them to stay warm, and had pasted out the drinks, he sat down. He clapped his hands together with a smile. "So, i think we can begin?"

Henry started to fiddle with the zoom and settings of the camera before looking up at Michael with a smile as he spoke " yeah, my brother got it for me a few years ago and no the pictures don't move but would you still like me to take pictures of the meeting for you Mike?" Henry waited for his answer before hearing Sarah's comment on Loki's outfit causing a bit of laughter to escape from Henry as he spoke " he wanted to join me and since it's a bit cold that should keep him pretty warm," Henry turned to his feline friend whom gave both Henry and Sarah a judging look before walking over to another girl who just arrived.

Henry recognized her as Paige allowing him to say " hey," before Loki walked up to the girl and gave her a sniff but instead if letting her pet him, Loki turned his back on the girl and went back to Simon giving the boy a short meow almost asking him to pet him. Henry grinned a bit at his cat before watching as a few house elf's came to group holding hot chocolate then another came with a rather heavy blanket, watching as Michael passed it to the girls and placing the camera strap around his neck so it stayed safe as Henry took a cup of the warm drink he spoke " it's not that bad not here especially when there's hot chocolate involved," however Loki seemed to noticed the treats everyone got and walked over to Michael gently batting at hid pat leg before looking up and giving a slight judgy eye to the boy as Henry spoke " if you guys all get together I could get a quick picture before we start for the club of cours"

Interacting with @Henry Knight @Michael Miller @Simon Kincaid @Paige Chase @Opeila Winters
English • #2E8B57 | Welsh • #0080BF | French • #804080
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Sarah let out a light laugh at the rather snooty look Loki sent in hers and Henry’s directions at the comment about his attire. The feline seemed to sense that he was being spoken about and Sarah, not for the first time, considered just how intelligent cats seemed to be. She knew that on numerous occasions it seemed as though Nova could actually understand her.

When the house elves arrived, Sarah lit up, far too excited about the hot chocolate she could practically already taste. She took a mug before gratefully taking the blanket from Michael when he offered it to her. She took a few steps to the side and settled on one of the benches. She caught Paige’s eye and smiled, laying the blanket across her legs before lifting one end up in invitation. “Come on, we can share,” She said, hoping the smile on her face looked friendly – she’d been practising it after all, trying not to rely on her resting bitch face. She also hoped the girl wouldn’t turn her down, that’d be awfully embarrassing. She sipped at the warm chocolaty liquid and hummed her approval as she felt it warming her inside and out.

At the mention of Henry taking a picture of them all, Sarah found herself strangely excited. Something about the pictures taken by a muggle camera not moving made them seem more personal to Sarah. A photograph from the muggle world was a single snapshot, a memory, of an event which no one other than those who were there when it was taken really understood. In the wizarding world, it was easy to deduce a situation from the short scene which wizard cameras took. The Slytherin found herself hoping she might be able to get a hold of one of the photos Henry would take that evening for herself. A hopefully happy memory of a hopefully pleasant night.

Before they had a chance to take picture, another student walked quickly over towards the small group, rushing out an apology. When she was close enough, Sarah recognised her as Opeila and sent her a smile. “Hi,” She greeted the girl when she sat down beside her. “And who’s this little guy?” She asked, slowly moving her hand towards the cat wrapped within the other Slytherin’s coat so as not to startle him. If he didn’t pull away, she’d offer him a light scratch behind one of his ears.

There were rumours and whispers that fulfilled Eden with hope. Hope that he hadn't felt the presence of in... quite literally, forever. As cynical as Eden was, he didn't want to base his interests on mere words and whispers, so when he had confirmed what was actually going on, a grin had found its way crossing his lips.

Eden's distaste to muggles and muggle-borns was, at this point, already common knowledge. His family had a reputation and anyone in their right state of mind would stir away from his path. That being said, he, of course, had one task to do here at Hogwarts, and that was to make connections with other pure-bloods, with prestige and a name. It was what his father wanted from him, at least, along with being sorted in Slytherin. But he already failed in doing that, so if there was anything that could help him make up what he had lost, it was attending this fancy little meeting many were talking about.

After having had finished all lessons of the day and Eden could get rid of the ugly yellow robes he was obliged to wear - hence why he wore them in the first place - he walked out to the grounds, wearing a dark acidic green coat on top of a black button-up shirt. His pants just as black, and brown boots. He couldn't stand wearing his Hufflepuff scarf, so he adjusted to wearing a plain grey one.

Once outside, it was no hard task for Ed to notice where he needed to go. At an excited-yet-subtle-pace, he hurried towards where a boy stood. There were decorations and all sorts of fancy equipment. In Eden's eye, they screamed obnoxious, but regardless, understood their necessity.
"Is this...?" Eden finally spoke up once he had arrived in front of the others, who most certainly were, pure-bloods.
"...you know," he coughed to fix his cracking voice, "the pureblood club?" He put an extra bit of emphasis on the word pureblood.
He might have been a tad late to the whole thing. But that was perfectly fine. If anything, at least he was fashionably late. Everyone around him should be pleased that he even bothered to be there. He tucked his hands inside his pockets and started to observe his surroundings properly. Everyone seemed to be around his age, yet, wasn’t familiar with any of them. He couldn’t even read their faces. They were surely not Hufflepuffs. Of course they weren’t. That was good. This is exactly what he needed.

“Greetings,” his voice adjusted to a more tender one, faking a bright smile, opposing his usual grumpy resting face. “I’m Eden Gardener, son and heir of Edward Gardener. And you lot are?” He hoped to hear familiar names. And that this club lived up to the expectations of its name.

Interacts With : @Michael Miller | @Simon Kincaid | @Henry Knight | @Sarah Lightwood | @Paige Chase | @Opeila Winters | @Eden Gardener

Hex Code : #000080 - English #4B0082 - Spanish

Cash just let out from their last class of the day. One of their classmate managed to irked the new Potions Professor. Thus the new Potions Professor hold the class a bit longer than usual. After the class let out, Cash hurriedly making their way towards their dorm. They laid a bit on their bed while remembering about something that they need to do before dinner rolled in.

A week before Christmas break rolled in, Cash somehow got themselves into signed them up for the P.U.R.E club. Cash had contradiction about the club. Though it is the club kind of scream 'snob Pureblood', the green eyes would be lying if their interest did not pique in what the club is all about.

They changed into more comfortable outfit. Today they wear their black winter jacket. Underneath it they wore their jeans jacket that had hoodie attached to it, paired with black ripped jeans and white sneakers on their feet. They styled their hair like they did when they attended the Fall Ball. They grabbed their gloves and out from Common Room.

Cash never had gone to this far. Thus in result they got a bit lost before they arrived at the designated place. They peered some familiar faces. They spotted Henry out of the two boys. Then they saw Opeila and Sarah too. Both girls are Cash's dorm mates. "Hey, mates!"They greeted the trio (Henry, Opeila and Sarah) Slytherins.

Cash knew that this little gathering was held by a first year but they do not know which one. Cash peered down to the ground, it seems a cat was near Henry. Pei also seems to hold her cat. "I did not know you had a cat"They stated to both Henry and Opeila. One of the boy even introduced his name alongside his title to the others.

Cash try to restrained themselves not to rolled their eyes at the boy statement. The purple haired then addressed it to one of the first years who could be the instigator for this little meeting. "What is the agenda for today?"They inquired one of the first years.

"Cash Ironwoods. Second Year. First-String Beater. Slytherin"Cash made a short introduction about themselves to the people who did not know about them.

@Henry Knight @Michael Miller @Cassandra Ironwoods @Simon Kincaid @Sarah Lightwood @Opeila Winters @Eden Gardener

After Paige shook hands with pretty much everyone, she walked over to see if any more help was needed. It looked as if everyone had helped already, but she just wanted to be sure. When the house elves came with hot cocoa, Paige was so excited. She was cold. She was always cold. She caught Sarah's eye as the girl sat at the bench with a blanket over her legs. She would offer to share the blanket with Paige, who would accept the offer with a warm smile. "Thanks Sarah." Paige would then grab her mug and feel the warmth before she even took a sip. Slowly she lifted the mug to her lips and took a sip. She would feel warmth slowly fill her body as the hot cocoa also tasted marvelous.

She sat for a while, enjoying her hot cocoa. She felt a chill run down her spin as she heard the cold voice of a boy behind her. He would introduce himself as Eden Gardener. She could tell already that he was the type that cared about blood. Slowly she turned around to give the boy a weak smile. Maybe it was the hot cocoa thinking, but she was going to introduce herself to the boy. She lifted her end of the blanket off of her legs and got up, her mug still in her hand.

She shifted her hot cocoa so she could hold out her hand that she did not expect to be touched by this boy. "Hello, Eden Gardener. My name is Paige Chase." She lifted up one eyebrow. "Ravenclaw, muggle-born" She emphasized the last words with a note of pride. She wanted everyone to know that she was proud for who she was and if he didn't want to shake her hand, fine by her.