The Slytherin Table 2021-2022

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MAGGIE HAWKINS

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interacting with: @Hanako Tone | @Pea Elena Fowl mentioning:

September 1, 2021

XXXXWell, well, well. Pea Elena Fowl, a pleasure to make your acquaintance! Maggie grinned and turned her attention to the intruding girl. What a fun surprise! "Howdy, then, Pea Elena," spoken in the worst approximation of an American Southern accent that Maggie could possibly muster. Hey, that was the Hawkins Special! As irritating and horrible as those accents were, they provided much needed levity and humor, so Maggie considered all of those little accents and inflections of the voice to be a win, in the end. Was Slytherin a hub for gossip and intrigue? Gosh, Maggie sure hoped so. If not for her own entertainment, then for that of others! Because, in complete candid honesty, Maggie adored the attention. It seemed, from what Hannah had told her already, that this house was a hubbub of gossip and drama and all things in between. According to Hannah, it was up to Maggie, herself, to figure out who she wanted to associate with. That was a bit of a hard bargain, though, considering the fact that Maggie never really had an eye for 'cool' people, so to speak. In fact, she had always been considered one of those weird kids, at least back at muggle school. Maybe here, it was flip-flopped. An opposite day sort of situation. Where the traditionally weird were cool and interesting and vice versa? Was that a possibility at all? And maybe Maggie wasn't considered a 'weirdo', that wasn't why she was necessarily disliked, but she sure was avoided like the plague in a good number of the situations with which had been previously involved. For being a general irritant, she suspected. Annoying. It was no secret that Maggie Hawkins was annoying. Hopefully, this was a new start? Maggie turned to Pea Elena, err, Argan, with a cocked brow. "I hope our house is, like, totally evil and interesting. Wouldn't that be cool? If we were in the most awesome and interesting evil house. All spooky and stuff," she raised her hands in a zombie-like motion, twiddling her fingers like a ghost. "Ooooooh!"

“So, therefore, thanks for sharing your name. Will forget in a few days. But lovely to make your acquaintance, Argan.”

....... No. He did not. He did not just call her Argan!? What was that! Nope. Nope. No thank you, he did not just call her a type of oil. Now she thinks of it, why did he call her that? Does she look oily? is her hair look oily? She touched her hair. Oh no, did he just make her second-guessed her looks!? There's no question that she looks amazing. She Just washed her hair this morning, she put mask and treatment almost weekly. There's no way her hair looks oily. "Don't ever call me that!" She screeched. "You LITTLE-" But her voice got drowned by the crowd around her. She definitely has a lot of inappropriate nicknames she wanted to give Hana. But she took a little breath. She really doesn't want to make a scene on her first day here. Even though she reallllly wants to.

“Moving forward to your question, you’re curious about this house, isn't that right? The good, the bad, or the traumatizing? Have your pick~” Then he smirked. Oh, she has made her impression on this insolent man. Annoying, irritating, awful, she could list bad things all day about Hana. Then she took another breath. Even though Hana annoyed her so much, she does get really curious about what he's about to say. Like things, he can tell her about her house. She sighed, "Hit me with the worst one." and she's ready to hear it, she needs to know the stakes of living in the house of snakes.

"Howdy, then, Pea Elena," Maggie's voice suddenly blurred her thoughts a little. It was the little over-the-top accent that sort of distracted her. Weirdos, this place is full of weirdos. Pea only smiled back, although it looks a little forced. "I hope our house is, like, totally evil and interesting. Wouldn't that be cool? If we were in the most awesome and interesting evil house. All spooky and stuff," then she mimicked a ghost sound. Okay, cute. But again, weird. She thought Slytherin have cool and interesting people, but so far, none of them aren't those things. Maybe she regretted having been chosen into this house after all. "..pleasure to make your acquaintance." She said to Maggie, with the same faint forced smile. She just realized her word sounds much more rigid, and stiff compare to them. That may be because she does not dangle around a lot of people her age. That makes her feel like an outcast a little. No matter, she doesn't need friends, she does not need to belong somewhere. Especially with these.. weirdos. But then again she did promise her aunt to be a little nicer. Okay she will try to be at least 10% nicer, uh well, maybe just 5%.

Interacting : @Hanako Tone @Maggie Hawkins

Ooc: directed towards firsties. But for the sake of my slow writing and your sanities, I hope to only have max 3 firsties (2 so far) interact with my character at a time. Once more than 1 character joins in, we'll post by rounds so that no one gets left behind. Also please tag me so ik you signed up for this.

[font=PT Sans]Hana had been screamed at for many things, but it didn’t make him immune to them. That includes the sudden screech from Argan that made him slightly shrink back in his seat. "You LITTLE-" just as he thought his face would get hit by the nearest pie, she halted and seemed to calm down. Thank god. Wait, thank god?! Who was the senior here? Where did the 140cm superiority go? No! His ego won’t fall just from a simple screech from a cute 1st year. He unshrank himself from his seat and made the cautious decision to provoke her even more. “ A little what~? You didn’t finish your sentence? Alright, let me finish that for you. How about a little 3rd year that can easily change the colour of those pretty strands of hair you have. Tell me, do you prefer neon green, or puke green? Personally, I think hot pink would suit you best, don’t you think, A r g a n~?” he teased mindlessly. Being a 3rd year was the best.

"Hit me with the worst one." she said, and Hanako grinned. Perfect answer.

"I hope our house is, like, totally evil and interesting. Wouldn't that be cool? If we were in the most awesome and interesting evil house. All spooky and stuff,"

“ Awesome and interesting evil house? Hahah. Please, Chops. A bit louder and some unlucky souls would get jealous” he snickered, the corner of his eye glanced towards the other tables with their own respective colours. “ We’re a humble house~. We have no need to brag about our interesting awesome spooky evilness. It’s already part of us the second the hat yelled Slytherin~, An unchangeable fact. An unwritten rule” says the least humble person ever.

“ You two wanted the worst ones then?” he proceeded to the two interested young Slytherin. “ Worst one’s is a bit tough. There's quite a bit I could share, but let’s start with the events of my first year. As a slytherin myself. Not a solely slytherin event, but if you all haven’t passed out from boredom from this one, then perhaps I’ll spill another one more related to Slytherin. Tea spilling number 1. Let’s call it.. Nicely Scented Potent Disaster. Specific name, Blossom Ball~” if Hanako came more prepared, this would’ve been the time to turn on his flashlight and place it under his chin. Alas, he’ll have to settle for this cafeteria lunch hour ambience. “ Blossom balls, I thought it would be the perfect 1st dance for my 1st year in Hogwarts, you know? Flowers, and… flowers. And even more flowers. Flowers everywhere. Table had flowers, outfits had flowers, I had flowers. Full flower fest. The three main F’s” There was a 4th F, but it was too ungentlemanly of Hana to mention such a word to 11 year olds, therefore he kept it as 3. “ Now obviously people there had to love flowers to come, right? You either liked flowers, or looked for trouble to go to that ball. Because that ball was also prohibited. Gosh, so sad really. The teachers wanted to cancel it that year and some of us got a little upset, so they made a secret ball. I was a 1st year so therefore, it’s my obligation to join whatever hoohaa was going on. It was a jolly time for a while, until the lights suddenly went out. Now, you might think, ‘ Oh! Is it the teachers?’. To that I say, it was something worse.” Hanako trailed off, realising he had been talking for quite some time. You can’t get attention by being a chatter box. From then on, his tone had switched to a dark somber one. For dramatic effect, duh.

“ Actually, pause our tea spilling session for a sec. Don’t do it if you want to, but heres a way to get a feel of the story. Close your eyes for a while. Imagine all the kids chit chatting and chewing on their food just disappear. It’s just you and the dark. Apart from your other fellow students being as confused as you were, you could hear a faint sound coming closer and closer. Bzz bzz ” he said the last part so awfully quiet that the slytherins (whether they closed their eyes or not) had to lean in ever so slightly to hear what he said.

“ Bees. Humongous. Stinging. Taller-than-me-at-the-time bees, Actually no- not bees. Wasps” that was an exaggeration, but the firsties didn’t need to know that. “ Screaming, fire, injuries, everywhere and gosh did I mention f i r e. No one died, from what I recall. But after that experience, I find myself thinking.. ‘So then, was this what the teachers tried to prevent?’ A recap for those teeny wheeny brains, the blossom ball was supposed to be cancelled. What if it wasn’t the only ball that ended in flames? Curses are a thing. Perhaps the blossom balls are one of them~” despite his grave tone, Hanako let out a small smile. “ Just keep that in mind whenever you plan to join this year’s blossom ball.”

The 1st tea spilling session ended. These 1st years now know the knowledge of a disastrous event before their time. Hanako was no longer in his somber story telling persona, and therefore is obviously open for questions or more demands for tea.

Current Tea: Secret Blossom Ball

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Ooc: My character does not, in fact, have all the tea although he looks like it. Please do not see him as an all-knowing seer. He’s here to just mess with 1st years. He had slept through most of the slytherin tea. If asked about things he doesn’t know, he will attempt to make it more dramatic than it actually is. Most of the tea isn’t finished as well so there will be no in-depth detail about what happened. But heres a few tea he can share:

-the blossom ball when he was a 1st year (gigantic bee attack)
-spider attack (although vague )
-hufflepuff fire (very very vague)
-secret fight club 2 summers ago ( vague but thats due to emotional reasons )
-train attack ( vague )
-about slytherin ( bias bragging )
-about himself ( for those poor souls who are charmed by his good looks and charisma)
-whos in whos out ( mindless gossiping which I will always ask permission from mentioned characters before spilling it)
And any other questions 1st years might have ( I don’t know I’m old I haven’t been a first year in a while ). I’ll try my best to reply asap with good quality over dramatic tea.

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MAGGIE HAWKINS

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interacting with: @Hanako Tone | @Pea Elena Fowl mentioning:

September 1, 2021

XXXXThe elusive Blossom Ball. No, Maggie didn't know much about it, but from what she had heard (which was exclusively this, right here, what Hanako Tone was telling her right at this very moment), it had been a disaster big enough to write stories about, hadn't it? Big enough to elicit some sort of scandal in the wizarding world. For the sake of storytelling, Hana was suggesting they close their eyes, and Maggie was nothing if not obedient. Well, that wasn't exactly true. No, no, she was not obedient. She was intrigued by the drama that was being passed onto her like a charm. If Hana hadn't been gracing the two of them with his presence--er, his tea--Maggie likely wouldn't have done anything related to what he had to say. Which was embarrassing, perhaps, and rude, at the worst, but seniority meant nothing at all to Maggie. She said what she wanted and that was that, no exceptions. Why on earth would she venture to change that for an upperclassman she didn't even know? Still, Maggie would follow most things for the sake of a good story. She closed her eyes, rocked back a little bit as she listened to the words that fell from Hana's tongue. Bees? No, no, wasps? "Wait, wait, you mean there were wasps who set the ball on fire?" Maybe Maggie should sit out from future dances, then? Stay away from them? Of course, that would be a pretty big ask. While she didn't care much for fancy dresses and stuffy settings, Maggie did like spending time with other people and enjoying a space with friends. If she had any. "Yeesh. Fire wasps."

Oh uh- is the little wee boy got offended when she calls him little? “Did I offend you o mighty senior? I'm simply stating the fact after all.” She said with a smirk and a tease. But he should surely know what’s coming to him after calling her Argan, and calling him ‘little’ is nothing compared to what she actually wants to call him. Also, threatening her? Really? she does realize that he is in fact a senior and most probably could do that. And it does terrify her a little because she would definitely wont look good with a neon pink hair. “It's a really bad idea to threaten me, my father is a big deal in the ministry you know? He simply won't be too pleased if he hears about this.” That is not a complete lie, his dad is, in fact, a big deal in the ministry but he simply doesn’t give a hoot about anything related to her, she could be trampled by a train and he probably still wouldn’t care. But let's hope that Hana would buy her bluff.

Now now, after all that, does she trust him to spill the tea anymore? Well, any knowledge is good knowledge so she guessed she could listen to a little more of his rambling.

Blossom ball? She did not know that Hogwarts have balls and stuff. That should be fun, or probably not since something in Hana's story is bound to go wrong. After continuously hearing Hana explain the incident of the Blossom ball, it definitely doesn’t sound fun anymore. Uh well, Pea was only sort of half-listening to Hana because she was thinking of how cute she would look fully covered with flowers. Then Hana instructed them to close their eyes, obviously, Pea didn’t follow his nonsense and rolled her eyes. But she leaned in anyway, curious about what was about to happen.

“A bee? Really?” She crosses her arm thinking about in what fairytale world that could possibly happen? or how that it possibly got in the first place? Well, she did just come out of the Muggle world so a story like that seems like it came out off a storybook or something. Anything really could happen in the wizarding world then— But again how is one giant bee could cause that big of a ruckus? Is the Hogwarts staff just that incompetent? Sigh- maybe she is too quick to judge, maybe it is a very large bee, but even thinking about it seems unreal.

“Is that even real?” She says finally confronting Hana to know that if he is in fact telling the truth. Isn’t that a perfectly reasonable question? Hana could be lying for all she knows and just telling this to make the first years look stupid.

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Sarah Aldrin || February 22nd, circa 22:00 h

Sarah's mother is a Hufflepuff as well as her brother. Hufflepuff is a house that exudes friendship and love. And Sarah always thought she would be sorted into it because she related to the vibe of the house so much: valuing hard work, patience, loyalty, kindness, and reliability.
But, surprisingly, Sarah was sorted into Slytherin, the bad reputation house that is associated with elitism and villainous wizards. Sarah was totally opposite of that. She was friendly and very much loyal. She valued her friends and family before everything. On the other hand, she is clever and determined to achieve her goals. She may also be cocky from time to time and boast about her abilities and achievements. It may be for her ambition and cleverness that made The Sorting Hat think Sarah was Slytherin material.

Although she was quite surprised and disappointed, she still wanted to make friends. Who would want to be alone and confused in this big magical school? As Sarah sat with her freshly-made colleagues, still in shock and disbelief from her sorting, she heard some chatter near her. It was a group of first years talking to an older student, maybe a third-year...

She sat there for a while and listened because she didn't actually like meeting new people and the topic didn't seem so interesting to her. She just sat there with homemade cookies in her pocket, wondering if she should share them with the group, and maybe they'll love her for that, or maybe they'll think she's lame and "not cool" or something...
(...)
After some time, she finally decided to approach them:
"Umm, hey guys.. sorry, I was eavesdropping and heard you're talking about some kind of ball. And you, black-haired guy, seem to know a lot about juicy stuff, apparently about everything. Can you tell me more?"

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