24 Mar 2018, 16:06
The Chocolate Frog
As usual, the Great Hall was bustling with students, all eating, drinking, and talking with their friends. The chorus of voices in the magnificent space was almost as loud as the quiet roar of the lion, but there was something almost comforting in the chaos of the crowd. Claryssa wasn't alone by herself, but surrounded by all of her closest friends and students that she'd be living with for the next seven years of her life! Not only were the food and drinks amazing, but ever since her arrival at the beginning of the year during the Sorting Ceremony, she still felt a lingering sense of homey magic with the floating candles, arched ceilings, and occasional pictures and paintings that lined the wall.
Beside her, two Ravenclaws she vaguely recognized were locked in a passionate argument over whether or not Quidditch or Dueling Club was better. At the moment, she was a bit conflicted on her answer, finding different positive argumental points. She occasionally offered her input into the conversation, backing up one student or the other, but mainly kept to herself, finding a newfound appreciation for the buttery toast they served at breakfast, a delicacy first recommended to her by Louisa Bennett.
Clary snapped out of her daze as a young Hufflepuff girl came stumbling by the Ravenclaw table, nearly tripping over the hem of her too-long robes as she chased after a chocolate frog gone awry. Clary'd been informed that they usually only had one good hop in them, but this frog was having none of that, and the animated morsel of chocolate went hop, hop, and plop! right into Clary's goblet-full of pumpkin juice. She jumped back, dodging the splash of liquid, and turned to the Hufflepuff girl with a slightly amused, yet apologetic expression, raising her glass in a "cheers" gesture. "Well, he sure was determined not to be eaten."
Beside her, two Ravenclaws she vaguely recognized were locked in a passionate argument over whether or not Quidditch or Dueling Club was better. At the moment, she was a bit conflicted on her answer, finding different positive argumental points. She occasionally offered her input into the conversation, backing up one student or the other, but mainly kept to herself, finding a newfound appreciation for the buttery toast they served at breakfast, a delicacy first recommended to her by Louisa Bennett.
Clary snapped out of her daze as a young Hufflepuff girl came stumbling by the Ravenclaw table, nearly tripping over the hem of her too-long robes as she chased after a chocolate frog gone awry. Clary'd been informed that they usually only had one good hop in them, but this frog was having none of that, and the animated morsel of chocolate went hop, hop, and plop! right into Clary's goblet-full of pumpkin juice. She jumped back, dodging the splash of liquid, and turned to the Hufflepuff girl with a slightly amused, yet apologetic expression, raising her glass in a "cheers" gesture. "Well, he sure was determined not to be eaten."
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3 Apr 2018, 01:43
The Chocolate Frog
Naomi entered the Great Hall as she ran after the chocolate frog, her black heels clicking against the floor as she scurried after the moving candy "Come back here I just wanna eat you!". She looked around the Great Hall, admiring its beauty but also carefully looking for the chocolate frog then she saw it hop towards the Ravenclaw table which she instinctively followed as she ran towards the Ravenclaw table, almost tripping over the hem of her too-long robes as she chased after a chocolate frog then she stopped and with a horrified expression watched as the once tasty chocolate frog landed in the Ravenclaw girl's goblet then she looked up "Yeah I guess so..." Her face fell into a slight frown as she took the frog out of the girl's goblet without asking then popped into her mout, her nose crinkled from the mix of the pumpkin juice and the choccolate frog but she couldn't waste it. Naomi looked up at Clary then held out her hand "I'm Naomi Fay... Sorry, we couldn't meet on better terms." She looked at the blonde-headed Ravenclaw girl, examining her features once she was done she glanced around the Great Hall again before looking back at Clary.
17 Apr 2018, 01:01
The Chocolate Frog
Claryssa watched in slight amusement at the girl's frantic yelling, a bit confused of why an eleven-year-old in sweeping yellow robes was somehow managing to clink around in her set of black heels. The Hufflepuff girl definitely seemed like a bit of a curious character, to say the least. Perhaps her family had some special interest in fashion? Although she found the style choice a bit too formal her self, she wasn't going to be one to judge.
The young Ravenclaw's eyes widened in shock as she saw the Hufflepuff girl nearly trip over the hem of her robes. Perhaps she should get that fixed later, though clearly she knew much more about fashion than Clary did. She raised an eyebrow as a head of dark sweeping hair was suddenly in front of her face, and an arm quickly reached out and snatched the goblet, and the chocolate, frog, away from her grasp. Huh, so apparently a bit of pumpkin juice wasn't enough to deter this foodie/fashionista from consuming her tasty dessert it seemed. With a bit of a quirk of her eyebrows at the strange interaction, she plastered a pleasing smile on her face, nodding her head in the direction of Naomi's interruption.
"No problemo. I think your frog got the blunt of the unfortunate occasion," she mused, shaking the girl's hand. "I'm Claryssa North. Random Ravenclaw writer and potentially Quidditch player."
The young Ravenclaw's eyes widened in shock as she saw the Hufflepuff girl nearly trip over the hem of her robes. Perhaps she should get that fixed later, though clearly she knew much more about fashion than Clary did. She raised an eyebrow as a head of dark sweeping hair was suddenly in front of her face, and an arm quickly reached out and snatched the goblet, and the chocolate, frog, away from her grasp. Huh, so apparently a bit of pumpkin juice wasn't enough to deter this foodie/fashionista from consuming her tasty dessert it seemed. With a bit of a quirk of her eyebrows at the strange interaction, she plastered a pleasing smile on her face, nodding her head in the direction of Naomi's interruption.
"No problemo. I think your frog got the blunt of the unfortunate occasion," she mused, shaking the girl's hand. "I'm Claryssa North. Random Ravenclaw writer and potentially Quidditch player."
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