A Legal Event for Once Reopened

Interacting with: @Lydia Cooper

May saw Lizzie Verdine enter as thought she was the majesty of the event. Bah. Nobody would like her in this. Plus she was talking to Zykeal Lane as thought he was an old friend. Of course, May didn't mind that they were friends, but still, May didn't think that being with Zykeal Lane was a good idea. But she still wanted to make a good impression, so meh, she kept talking as thought nothing, absolutely nothing had happened.

May smiled at Linsdey Springhall, something that would immediately mean yes, of course. She threw a marshmallow to her mouth and sipped a bit of her hot chocolate as she saw Lydia, someone she had helped at the ball, approach the classroom. "Lyd!" May waved at her, signaling her to seat on a pillow besides her. Little people that were in that room May knew, and still she felt as thought she knew them forever. Still, she couldn't help but feel a bit alone there.

She had told Lydia to sit down besides her, since she thought the girl looked quite alone there, in that room. She had experienced bad looks after the Ball, and May wanted Lydia to know that she didn't think it was her fault. Nothing that had happened that day was their fault, or Aaron's, or Pericles, or anyone's fault. She smiled warmly at her before encouraging her a bit more.

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Tallis really didn't know what she was doing here. She wasn't sociable and that was kind of the point of this whole thing. She recognized a few of the people in the room from her house or just seeing them in the halls, but she wasn't confident enough to go closer much less actually interact with them. She was still just quietly standing in the corner, nervously playing with the pages of her sketchbook. She saw one of the prefects who looked more like they where making sure nothing went wrong instead of enjoying the event which in a way she understood. Some of the people here, she had heard, had certain...reputations...for causing trouble. She decided not to worry to much about that, for now. As she looked around she saw a few others who were staying away from the action but from what she could tell most of the people here were social butterflies. She watched as a girl ran into another spilling hot chocolate, people talked with there friends or people they knew having a good time, and a few others just doing their own thing. Tallis had never been close to any one besides her parents, it had never really bothered her but she couldn't help but wonder now, what was it like?

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Hey there!
Feel free to join me in the classroom on the second floor at 7 pm this evening!
I'll organize pillows and hot chocolate and I'd be happy for you to pay me company. If you'd like to bring homework or books, go for it! We can also play some games! This evening can be whatever you like it to be and I'd be very happy to meet some people!
Feel free to wear whatever you like.
See you!

-Opeila Seilun

When Percival had seen the note, he had been skeptical at first. It wasn't uncommon knowledge that Opeila's parties had a knack for going wayward. From murderous wasps to Professors showing up invited. There always seemed to be something that went wrong. Though Percival honestly tried not to blame her for it. It seemed like trouble just followed around the other freely.

Yet, the boy had a better feeling about her latest party. For once in her life, she was throwing a party before curfew. Which made the party, not against the rules. Even though Percival didn't mind ignoring the rules to the party. He knew that Opeila was probably already in hot water after the latest celebration. Percival focused on the greatest part about this party which was the hot chocolate.

It had been one of his largest selling points to convince Hanako to go with him to the party. As a Pureblood, Percival's parents rarely let him have sweets. Percival had taken it upon himself to eat any sweets that were offered to him. It had been one of the best things he enjoyed about Hogwarts. So when he heard about the party offering hot chocolate, Percival had been overjoyed when the other boy had agreed to go with him.

Percival and Hanako left the dorm room together once both were ready to go. He himself had changed into a pair of dark green pajamas. Even with the warmer weather, his pajamas did not cause the boy to feel hot in the slightest.

The last thing Percival had grabbed was his guitar. He didn't really have an idea what he would use it for. Though he thought of it as a nice touch in case the need arose. Percival had the guitar strapped to his back. The familiar weight of the guitar was fairly comforting even if he despised saying so.

It did not take long for the pair to reach the designated classroom. On the door, the sign read 'Enter Me'. Percival couldn't help but feel a little flabbergasted at the sign. The boy had been expecting a sign to say a party or something along those lines. Not something as ominous as 'Enter Me'.

Despite the interesting sign, Percival entered the classroom in a swift manner. Once he entered, it did not take him long to realize exactly how crowded the room actually was. Among the faces, Percival could only distinguish a few. Of these, he recognized, most of them were in the Slytherin house as well. Though he was not exactly surprised by this fact. Seeing how a Slytherin was the one who set up the party.

Percival looked through the door in hopes of spotting the person who set this party up. He had wanted to introduce Hanako to his girlfriend for a while now. Though up until this point Percival hadn't found a good time to do so. After the whole lake incident, Percival didn't know exactly how to approach the other one. Especially a topic that required the two to speak about feelings and stuff.

When the boy's eyes set on Opeila, he could not help a grin crossing his face. Though before he went over to her he had one thing to take care of. Which was getting a mug full of the wonderful smelling hot chocolate. Percival led the way over towards where the pots sat and filled himself up a cup.

"Come on Hana!" he said gripping the other boy's hand dragging him towards Opeila If the other indicated he disliked the physical contact of holding hands, Percival barely noticed because in a couple of moments they were near Opeila.

"Hey Opeila." he greeted her with a grin. The boy's hand slipped away from the others as he sparked up a conversation.

Percival glanced back toward Hanako as he began to introduce them to each other.

"Opeila meet Hana, my friend, and Hana meet Opeila, my girlfriend." he said with a grin. In Percival's eyes, the two had never even met before. Though unbeknownst to the boy, the pair have met before and not exactly on the best of terms.

Godmod of Hanako Tone was allowed by one Hanako Tone.

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Interacting With: @Alan Vanes
Mentioning: Lydia Cooper • Opeila Seilun • Vladimir Athatanos • Willow Anderson

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[font=Segoe Print]The message had first caught his eye upon walking through the Small Hall.

Really, Rafael should have known. Invitations plastered to a wall were always asking for trouble, always beckoning for mischief. He’d learned that the hard way, had figured out through various experiences and a good eleven-years’ worth of time on earth that this was proven, a fact that everyone detested but revered with great caution. After all, it was an invitation on the wall that had led him to the Witching Hour, the same band in which he’d had a rather awful falling out with earlier in the month, and an invitation on the wall that had led him to participate in the cursed game of hide and seek. He’d felt blessed at first, upon meeting Lydia and Willow, but now, looking at the facts displayed before him, he wasn’t so sure. After all, he’d screwed up with both of them pretty bad, and now his action plagued his thoughts like a disease, cursing him to clumsiness and anxiety.

Bloody hell, he wasn’t even sure of why he had glanced at the wall in the first place. The piece of paper had flashed against the light of the chandelier, he supposed, the light drawing him in like a moth to a flame. He wasn’t sure why flames attracted people like him, nor why the mystery of what such a message could hold had absolutely captivated him at the time. He couldn’t even remember the journey to the billboard, could only remember the feeling of crisp paper as he grasped the corner of the parchment in his dominant hand, his eyes floating across the words as he absorbed the small
message in its entirety. A small get-together, it read, with hot chocolate and pillows. A chance to meet others. What might have been a rather kindly offer, he supposed, if it weren’t for the name scrawled neatly underneath. Opeila, Vladimir’s girlfriend. What was she trying to do, what was she scheming? The Gryffindor certainly didn’t trust the snake, that was for sure, but it wasn’t his place to call her out for the shit she was surely pulling.

Perhaps that was the reason Rafael decided to make an appearance, his grass-stained sneakers squeaking against the polished floors as he stepped through the open doors of the classroom – the room was quite familiar, actually – the Liberation Room, perhaps? his hand attached to the pullover sweater of Alan Vanes, his handsome and awesome spy partner. Well, he wasn’t sure Alan was clear on that small bit, but that didn’t matter. They had a mission to see to. “Oddly specific location to choose,” he muttered aloud, mostly to himself, though his voice was audible enough to be heard by his fellow Gryffindor. The boy’s brown eyes shortly searched his surroundings, and releasing his grip on Alan’s sleeve, he made quick work to pull his hood over his head, rocking that infamous troubled look he was known for. There were a handful of people already mulling about the room, some he knew and some who were complete strangers. Not a lot of friendly acquaintances, at that, strangely enough. Where was everyone? One would think the Captain would run into someone of similar interests. Well, good thing he had Alan –

It was then he would see an angel.


Lydia was as beautiful as she had always been, a rather comfy-looking outfit about her and her luscious red hair tied up in a messy bun, the epitome of beauty if he’d ever seen it. If heart-eyes could be manifested on the face of a human being, Rafael was certainly exhibiting them – his mouth dropped open in the slightest, his eyes widening as he goggled at the part-veela girl. He wanted to rip his heart out in that moment, jump off a bridge, do anything to stifle the beating of his own heart. Why was she, of all people, here? Didn’t she have places to be, things to do? Detentions to rot in? Or, a better question, why couldn’t the universe just give them a break already? The feelings between the two had been… strange… since the Blossom Ball, even stranger since… well, he didn’t even want to think about their other interaction right now. The very memory of his actions in the Greenhouse made him visibly gag in the slightest, as if he’d done something horribly, horribly wrong – had he? Did it even matter anymore? Who was he, to confront her now? No, scratch that. He didn’t even want to talk to her. They just weren’t on speaking terms. Jesus Christ, everything was fucked. He should just quit Hogwarts, move back to Argentina and attend Castelobruxo or something. Anything to avoid these awful feelings.

His face having soured a bit, he turned back towards the other, more lion-like angel in the room, trying to put some semblance of a grin on his face. He was failing, and he knew it, his brow furrowed in a wince as he tried to shove the memories of the redhead from his mind. “So,” he muttered thoughtfully, teeth glinting brightly as he wiggled his eyebrows at the upperclassmen. “Whaddya want to do? Think the note mentioned some games. Or, if there’s anyone we could talk to. I mean, I just,” want to be distracted from the elephant in the room? Yeah. But he couldn’t tell his other crush that. Explaining was the last thing he wanted to do right now. “ – I'm down for whatever.” Yeah, that sounded better. People went for submission, right? Or, no? Was he acting weird? God, the anxiety was at it again, his face heating up in the slightest as his eyes escaped to his dirty sneakers. What was he even doing at this point? He’d better just shut up then, see what Alan had to say… [/font]

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Mentioning: @Lizzie Verdine @Cassandra Ironwoods @Lindsey Springhall @Opeila Seilun

Interacting with @May Moonstar @Cassandra Ironwoods @Zykeal Lane
Mentioning @Lizzie Verdine @Leonard Oaksworth @Lizzie Callaghan
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May smiled at her, and Lindsey sent back a friendly smile too.
Cassie, nope, Cash now, as Lindsey heard people calling them. She hadn’t been seeing them for a long time, and it’s very possible that Cassie had changed their nickname——if not mistaken, their name was originally Cassandra?
“See you Cash——I heard you change your nickname. A cool one!” Lindsey waved to the Slytherin.
A girl with blonde hair introduced herself as Lizzie. When hearing this name, Lindsey couldn’t help raising up her head from her novel.
This must be her. She thought, doing her best to recall what Leonard had said that evening.
Although Leonard hadn’t described this Lizzie’s looking, Lindsey guessed that she must be Verdine. Name’s Lizzie, a Ravenclaw probably, no one would be more fitter then this girl for the description.
She knew Cash. And Zyk. Also she seemed quite got along with them. That’s weird. Lindsey thought. She couldn’t decide whether she liked this Lizzie——the answer might be yes, since she didn’t know her well, but she could never be like Lizzie Callaghan.
Callaghan…thinking this, Lindsey suddenly took a good glance in the room, to determine whether her friend was here. Had the Gryffindor saw Opeila’s note in the small hall? She didn’t know, but hoping that her Lizzie could turn up at the door.
“Sorry, I'm going to go hang out with my girlfriend, catch you guys later?” Zyk said to them. Lindsey nodded to him with a grin when hearing “girlfriend”. Not all eleven years got a girlfriend, right?
Wait, he set off to find…Lizzie Verdine?!
Hmm…? So the relationships were getting more and more complicated now. Cash was Verdine’s good friend, and Verdine’s Zyk’s girlfriend. On top of this, she wasn’t Leonard’s friend…not anymore.
Hogwarts was indeed a complicated place. Thought Lindsey. She decided to digest
all these relationships sometime after and now, she just concentrated back to her book.

Alan was walking with @Rafael D'Spacito who he had met in the midst of their common room and from there on he had been the other kids company for what he had explained to be some kind of slumber party. Alan had in no way been prepared for this event to take place and therefore was going to be quite out of place if anyone were to actually wear clothes that matched the scene of a slumber party; Alan would be sticking out with fitted black pants, worn down red sneakers and a thin red sweater he was wearing over a white button up shirt. Quite classic sense of fashion as his hair had been combed back by his hands having it appear slightly tousled as they entered the classroom on the second floor. Alan did not mind being dragged along with the captain by his sleeve and was only slightly worried for the fabric to go baggy.

"You th-think so?", he would ask upon Rafa's notion that this was quite a specific location for a slumber party. Alan could see how a classroom was a weird place for it, but he had never paid this much attention as he assumed it was simply a place that every student would know about in some way at least and have access to it. He wondered what Rafa would have meant by calling it oddly specific though as he gave a side-way glance towards the taller kid.

When Rafael asked him what the two of them could do or if Alan wished to talk to any student, he would glance around in the room. While Alan saw a lot of familiar faces he certainly was not well acquainted with any of them. That was until he caught sight of @Lydia Cooper who had been at his birthday party since Willow had invited her on that day. He also remembered Aaron mentioned that the two of them were best friends and Alan had yet to tell her his opinion about the book she gave to him. He also knew that Rafa had met her at least once when they all were decorating some marzipan and it reminded him of the fact that he had yet to give Sniffler back to Jake, but for now he had decided who he would like to talk to. "We could go t-to say hi t-to Lydia, alright?", he would ask the younger lion with a unknowing tilt of his head, in no way aware of the dangerous situation he would get the captain in with this decision.

The Slytherin turned back to Cassandra and smirked. "Call it however you like, as long as you don't pin me down on it.", she said, raising her hands a little. The girl introduced herself as Cassandra or Cash. Opeila nodded and looked at the guitar again. "I don't know, is there something you like to play?"

A Gryffindor boy entered next and stood in front of Cassandra and Opeila. The Slytherin was not quite sure if it was her, but she found that he stared at her for a few moments too long to not have it become weird. It got even weirder when he asked Cassandra who she was. Hey, I'm standing right here...
She sent him a little uncomfortable smile, when her dormmate introduced her and nodded. "Yes. And you are...?", she asked the boy. That question was answered when someone else greeted him.

"Yes, i am Opeila.", she said to the boy, who asked her for her name. Stuttering. Yes, he definitely seemed rather shy. "Nice to meet you, Wish! Help yourself to hot chocolate, if you like." Smiling, she pointed to the table with the mugs.
Her smile dropped a little, when she saw more students enter- a lot more. Suddely, Opeila was worried that she had picked a bad location, if it went on like that, she would either have to send people away again or ask them to stay on the corridor.

She saw Nico entering, but decided not to pay attention to her. The way she stayed out of the crowd made quite clear that she didn't intend to have fun with the others. Opeila frowned at the thought that the prefect would look for a reason to end her event. If Nico tried such a thing, she would be nothing but childish to Opeila. Revenge seeking. Nothing that a prefect should be, probably, but Opeila not having a good reputation to the teachers gave her the perfect opportunity to abuse her powers, if that was her plan, wouldn't it? Opeila would just ignore her. That was it.

A Gryffindor girl with red hair entered. Opeila might have seen her on the corridors sometimes, red haired people kinda tended to stick out of crowds at least a little, but the Slytherin didn't know her name.

When May called her Pei and told her that she forgot her, she lost control for a moment. "Why do people call me that all the time?", she asked irritated. She had never given anyone permission to call her something other than her first or last name and still it seemed like people couldn't resist to shorten her name. "I- sorry. I just... I don't get why people think they need to give me nicknames. Because they don't. Actually- they really need to stop doing that." May irritated her and slowly Opeila really got the impression that the Hufflepuff meant to anger her.
Why on earth would she come up with the fires, mosps and spiders now? Opeila simply nodded. She could not deal with her any longer now without snapping at her.

Then Adonis entered. She had seen him last time when he crashed into the stands with his broom to catch the snitch, but mixed up priorities didn't cause her to hold grudges. Not always at least. Opeila smiled at him when he said that he was glad to be there. That was all it needed to make her feel like she was doing a good thing. That people appreciated her doing those events.
Then he walked over to Nico. Opeila was glad. Maybe he could get the prefect to loosen up.

Lindsey thanked her for organizing as well. "It's my pleasure, I like seeing people get together.", she told her with a smile.

Her dormmate's answer to her question confused her. "You.... You do know my name. It was on the note in the small hall.", Opeila said. Somehow, the girl's answer reminded her of Burnett. That was a phrase that could have totally come from him as well. Such distrust... Well, maybe it was appropriate in those times...

Lydia, one of the other organizers of the blossom ball arrived and waved at her before walking over to the hot chocolate. Opeila sent her a smile before waving back. Quite a lot of people had already arrived and there were more to come.

And there he was, making Opeila smile even more. Her boyfriend had arrived. She waved for him to see her. It was only when he made his way towards her that she noticed the other boy following him. Opeila had met him before. In a quite uncomfortable situation. He had pretended to give her a love letter and totally confused her. "Hey...", she greeted Percival with a smile, before looking at his friend. "Yeah... we met before, I believe.", she said when he introduced them.

@Cassandra Ironwoods @Zykeal Lane @Wish Aldrich @Nico Shymane @Rose Moon @May Moonstar @Adonis Thorn @Lindsey Springhall @Selene Ackermann @Lydia Cooper @Percival Rainwood @Hanako Tone

Interacting with @Adonis Thorn and sorta with @May Moonstar
Abilities : Lovely Creature

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. But there was no way back now. The dhampir wasn't in the mood to feel courageous enough to walk out of this. It would pull too much attention. Even now, when she tried her best to blend in, a few eyes had already noticed her. Sigh. The prefect should've seen it coming. As her fingers nervously tapped against the wood of her wand, her ice blue eyes noticed a blonde kindly waving at her. It was May. This was awkward. How weird must it be for her, to see this once happy-go-lucky-shark girl be so down and ... reserved. Nico didn't know how to react. This was a first that someone didn't read her social cues, that she wouldn't feel comfortable to come out of her social fear shell. Especially with so many different students around. These weren't only Slytherins however... Maybe... Maybe she could relax a little more.

Even though her mood was horrid today, the redhead could sense the kind gesture of May, but she couldn't go into it. With a soft kind smile, Nico lifted her hand and waved in a small manner. Her fingers gently brushing the air as she did. She couldn't pretend she was fine around someone with such a beaming aura. Not this time. Atleast May would know that she had been seen and acknowledged. They'd have to interact with one another on a different time. When Nico wasn't some sort of walking time bomb.

Before too long, a familiar face approached her. It was kind of funny. A déja vu. At the illegal party at 1 am, this boy had come up to her in the same way as she was sitting by the window. A weird sensation. What was his name again? Something with an A. Ah yes. Adonis. He was kind. Or... it almost seemed like he could read her mind. Was it that obvious why she was upset? Why she didn't like to mingle with other students at an event like this? A few small tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. She felt abit stupid... But what she felt was real. Like an outcast.

'I... Thank you, Adonis. I didn't really want to... come here. I just had to. Things may be fine now but... Who knows how things turn out later on, you know..?' She didn't dare to make much eye contact, using her wrist to gently dap away the few red drops that attempted to roll down her cheeks. Seriously. Did she ever not cry? Things were just tense. And not being able to talk about those tensions, made one quite unstable and emotional. 'I.. didn't get a chance to properly introduce myself.' Finally rid of the tears, she turned towards the Slytherin boy and cast him a small smile. 'I'm Nico. But you... probably already knew that...' It soothed her nerves a little, knowing that there were in fact students who understood the pressure she was one, or atleast tried to understand.
With that tension gone, Nico couldn't help but glance at Adonis' mug of hot chocolat. Maybe she should take a cup herself... 'Is.. does it taste good?' Her voice was soft but just loud enough for Adonis to understand.

Interacting with @Lindsey Springhall

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At first, when she'd seen the note posted at the entrance of the small hall, Lizzie wasn't sure what to think of it. This person, Opeila, was giving out free hot chocolate in exchange for people to talk to her? That sounded like Lizzie's type of person. Her inner skeptic, though, was wary of the situation. Ever since she'd stumbled into the abandoned bathroom and met a slightly sketchy figure that called themselves "moon rabbit", she'd tried to avoid situations that had any chance of being like that one. Not that it was such a traumatic time, but it was something she'd rather not do again.

Her curiosity got the better of her though, and she found herself wandering out of the Gryffindor common room, her path set to the classroom on the second floor. It was definitely past 7, but better late than never... Right? She wondered who would be there and if she'd know anyone. Surprisingly, she hadn't made too many friends in her first year of Hogwarts. With how outgoing and talkative she was, she had expected to be friends with everyone in her year. Maybe it was better to only have a couple of friends though. Now that she thought of it, having a lot of friends seemed like a recipe for lots of drama.

Luckily she reached the classroom on the second floor without getting lost, but she hesitated outside of the door. It looked like there were a lot of people there. Although she thrived on social interaction, sometimes she did get overwhelmed if there were too many people. One deep breath later, she walked into the room.

She hadn't expected to know anyone when she walked in, but she really didn't know anyone. No one even looked familiar. It was like she'd just joined a party of strangers. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a blonde in Hufflepuff robes. Lynn? She subtly tracked the girl, trying to make sure it was her friend before she yelled a greeting. Yup. That was definitely Lynn.

"HI LYNN!!" she shouted as she tried to make her way over to the Hufflepuff. She couldn't tell if the other girl was already in the middle of a conversation, but the words had already left her mouth, so there was no taking them back now. Maybe Lynn would know where she could get the free hot chocolate she'd been promised by the note. One of the main reasons she was there was for the hot chocolate. Food was always her top priority.