movie night! open Closed

While the question had initially been directed at Brielle, he heard Piérre's voice answer the question instead, startling him a bit. He seemed like he was having quite the day, not that he knew what to expect in the daily life of a Gryffindor. He was a Gryffindor, right? He certainly acted like one, with the confidence strong enough to smell on him-- or maybe that was just a new sort of perfume. He never knew, anymore.

"I'd love somma' that pumpkin juice," He mused, all of a sudden remembering the stuff he'd brought on his own. He pulled his little sash out, pulling a few pastries and candies out that he'd gotten from his cousin, making funny little jazz hands when he was finished. "This is about all I've got, now... didn't have much to pay 'er, and I didn't feel like bein' in debt with my cousin, so... hope it's alright."

It seemed sudden, how Piérre's face suddenly lit up-- he could only read that expression as pure and utter mischief. He wasn't shocked when he was asked for a favor, a shit-eating grin replacing Gem's once sweet smile. Their ties, huh? Wonder what he could use those for.

"For a project! An art project! I want to depict all four houses and use a part of the uniform for decoration! Is that okay?”

Right.
Gem's eyes darted around, and just as he opened his mouth up to respond, Maggie bumped into the conversation. Aw, shite, she was pretty too. He'd only ever seen her around in the hallways, he never had an actual reason to go up to her and have a proper conversation, but she seemed really sweet.

"Good ta meet ya! I'm Gem, first year." He jutted a hand out to shake, shooting her a quick, polite smile. "It's cozy in 'here, innit? Really nice, warm. I like Ferris Bueller's day off a lot, one of me favorites." He wasn't sure who he was aiming that statement at, since his gaze sort of fell between both Maggie and Piérre, but he'd figured it was him supporting Piérre's choice while also making it known he actually watched movies and didn't live under a rock. "But yeh, wot movie are we gonna watch? Heard somethin' about a Halloween classic maybe?"

@Gem Stuart & @Piérre Marchonné

“You betcha,” Maggie laughed, winking at Gem in response to his question. She didn’t know how the word had gotten out— but yeah, they were going to watch Hocus Pocus. Maggie thought they’d all find it funny— seeing as they themselves were all witches and wizards.

“I think I’m actually going to go start it now— you keep Piérre out of trouble for me, will you?” Maggie asked jokingly, looking to Gem as she nodded to Piérre. “You have my full support when it comes to pranks outside my parties, though. You can count Carson and I in whenever it comes to those.” she motioned over to Carson, who seemed to still be swooning over the fact that he was going on a date with Charlotte Cadunt.

“Carson’s the Hufflepuff boy who looks like he just got drafted for the Hollyhead Harpies. He’s meeting up with the girl he’s fancied since first year for a date. He and Tatiana Crane are my best friends— though Tatiana’s a prefect, so don’t expect her to join in on any of your pranks, ‘Kay?” she laughed, giving the trio a mock-salute and striding over towards the projector.

“Hit it.” she said, and the movie popped up on the screen. She dimmed the lights, and th chatter in the room became hushed.

The room filled up quickly. And so, Ruthie deduced that she was, in fact, in the right place. But of this crew, she didn't recognize a soul. So new she was still to the castle community. Thankfully, another girl came over to them and introduced herself as Lark. Squinting, Ruthie thought she looked familiar, like she may have seen her passing through the common room, but she let the thought pass for the moment as another boy seemed baffled Lark had never seen a film before. "Oh, you'll love it!" Ruthie piped, recalling the nights she and her sister would search the television channels for something worth watching. Once the fighting subsided, it usually turned up to be a pleasant event. Back in the room, not being able to place the girl was annoying her so she asked, "Have I seen you around the common room by chance?"

"Yes, what are we seeing?" she backup the boy who had inquired as she took her tin of tablet and placed it on the the table besides the Jaffa cakes. The table would soon be filling up and Ruthie was eager to see what the others would bring. So eager, that she reached and swiftly picked up one of those Jaffa cakes. How curious that so many muggle treats should appear here within these school walls.

Soon another boy appeared and joined the circle that was now forming around Maggie, the host. He introduced himself as Carson and admitted to not bringing snacks, or rather that he partner was carrying the load. A small smirk emerged on her face as she considered how women always seemed to be carrying the load. Her mother had made sure that wasn't the case in the Greer household, always advocating for equality between the parents where she could.

Looking around her, Ruthie was grasping for polite conversation, but couldn't quite find it for this first party of the year. So, she defaulted to courtesy. "Thanks for organizing this, Maggie," she said, "especially bringing in people you don't really know. It's nice to be able to start the year this way." Even though it was still early, she genuinely meant it and she knew the event would come together well. Merlin, it already was.

"Yeah, I think I might have seen you in class...Hufflepuff has Potions with us, right?" she responded while looking over at Sonatine, whom she also had trouble placing exactly but clearly they were in the same year so there had to be overlap. "Ravenclaw," she said, proudly declaring her house.

Then, Maggie went over to get the film going and Ruthie struggled to determine where in the room she should be. She was excited to see a new film, but she genuinely wanted to get to know people so for the moment she stay with the group. At least this way, she was near the food.

Interacting with: @Lark Flaer @Dan Palmer @Maggie Parker @Carson Miller @Sonatine Webbs

"Dan. Nice to meetchya. Wow, I love your pyjamas!

Hey, would you guys mind if I asked for a tie from each of you? It’s... For a project! An art project! I want to depict all four houses and use a part of the uniform for decoration! Is that okay?”

"What kind of spell did you put on these, to make my hands turn orange?"

"Merlin's beard, that is delicious!"

Interacting w/ @Gem Stuart @Piérre Marchonné

Brielle giggled at the fact he remembered her from the howler incident. "It's Brielle, and I take it you're Piérre? She responded, matching his confident sort of posture. As she turned back to gem, she was about to open her mouth with a response to his question. Though she stopped when she heard the Gryffindor pop in before her.

"Carbonated Pumpkin juice, huh? Yeah, lets try it." She nodded, and smiled back at Piérre. The energetic boy then asked Gem for a tie. A ravenclaw tie out of everything. Why would he need a Ravenclaw tie? What project could possibly require that? It was more of a rhetorical question than a sincere one. Either way, Brielle had shrugged and winked at him, signaling she knew he was up to something.

She noticed the movie starting and ran to the back, throwing a blanket over herself. She motioned towards herself to Piérre and Gem. Of course, they didn't have to sit with her, but she hadn't really anyone to watch the movie with. She had invited Gem Stuart here, though he seemed to be looking another girl. Lark, she beleived her name was.

Brielle shrugged, focusing her eyes on the film. The room became quiet and the elf cranked the projector, the screen old-timey and faded. She liked it like this though, it made it feel more.. homey.

Gem had sort of spaced out from then, not quite addressing Piérre's question before he was speeding towards Brielle when he noticed she'd beckoned him over. He sat beside her, watching the projector flicker on and play the film. He was always chuffed about how vintage films looked, Hogwarts was really old school, maybe that was why he was more comfortable here than he'd originally thought he would be.

"We're going ta watch Hocus Pocus, I've seen it once 'er twice," He whispered, keeping his eyes trained on the screen. He glanced at her for a moment, offering her a blueberry muffin (the only one left, he had no idea what happened to the others) silently, holding it out in his palm. "It's sort ov funny ta see how muggles see... us. They never portray us, wizards, I mean, as bad guys, usually s' just the witches. Bit sexist." He sniffed, sipping some of the carbonated pumpkin juice he'd gotten from Piérre. It was pretty good, he didn't have any complaints.

He glanced at the elf working the projector, raising his eyebrows a little. He wanted to mention that in muggle theatres a human was working the projector, but he knew he should keep his mouth shut, no one wanted a blabber mouth when there was a movie going on. So he sat silently, quietly, completely still. This movie was goofier than he remembered, but it had a nice fall vibe to it... it was set on Halloween, wasn't it?

Interactions; @Piérre Marchonné

[Font= Allegra]H[/Font]e was alarmed when someone started describing his attire. It had taken him a moment to realize that someone was talking about him.

”Hey! Hey, brown hair, dark eyes, specs! Hey come over here! I don’t bite!"

He had darker hair and eyes along with specs. Oh dear! Someone had already taken notice of them. He really would have preferred for people to pretend that they weren't there. Remy spun around in his heels, left and right with the attempt to find the source of that voice. Someone was inviting him to a conversation, or so he would have liked to think. The voice was not familiar at all to him, so Remy could immediately close out all of the faces that he was already familiar with.

His eyes laid on a boy, looked to be younger than him, surrounded by first-years alike. He moved his glasses up his nose bridge, scrunching his nose lightly. Everyone around him seemed to have some kind of a posse surrounding them. He had grown painfully aware of Maggie Parker's popularity over these days. This place was filled with faces shining with joy!

Remy pointed at himself with his index finger, looking left and right to confirm that he was being talked to. Well, didn't look like there were other kids with the same combination as him, so he confidently walked over to this little group, smiling gently and observing them all. Now that he was in closer proximity...yup! He still could not make up any names! They were all completely, utterly foreign!

"I've always found someone not biting me upon first meeting very nice," the boy beamed as he decided to listen on to what they were talking about. They were all sitting on their blankets and pillows, talking about movies and Remy could have sworn that someone mentioned something about 'carbonated pumpkin juice'.