Interacting with @Carolyn Hunt, @Alan Vanes, and @May Moonstar

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interacting with: @Amadea Campbell
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Stargazing may have been one of Cecily's favorite activities in the world. To lie on the ground and look up at the stars... maybe she was spoiled, living out in the middle of nowhere. Oh, the stars she could see from the field outside her house, with no lights for miles to disrupt her view. It had always been calming to her, to be put into her place in the grand scheme of things by the endless sight of the Milky Way dwarfing her small self, just a speck in the grass. And now, after an eventful year at Hogwarts, she would get to do just that-- but this time, she would get to share the glory with her very best friend.

As the two departed the train, Amadea immediately grabbed her by the hand and ran off, dragging the blonde girl behind her. The Hufflepuff's energy never failed to put a smile on Cecily's face, even if she nearly tripped over her own feet whilst being pulled along through the crowd. She had missed Amadea over the winter when she had been home with her family, and even after the several months in which she had returned to school, Cecily was eager to spend more time with her. Plus, it was almost the start of summer, and they weren't even in a tent together! Add that up, and the two girls had both leapt at the chance to spend some quality time catching up and watching the stars.

The two girls stopped just inside the entrance, Amadea clutching a star chart that she managed to get her hands on during the mad rush from the train. There was so much to do, Cecily realised as she looked around. She had expected the stargazing, of course, but she was pleasantly surprised by all of the activities going on. Of course, it was summer camp-- and the Hogwarts staff never went halfway in summer camp. It was all-or-nothing, especially this year when there was so much going on with the Quidditch match and the Durmstrang students.

"I think," Cecily started slowly, taking in all of the possibilities. Food, stories, telescopes, comfy blankets...the choice was obvious. Food always came first-- a rule she followed at ever gathering she attended. A beeline for the refreshments was always a safe bet. "I think we should start with the food. Always a good place to begin." She started to make her way over to the picnic tables, checking over her shoulder to make sure Amadea was following behind.

Interacting| @Charles Simmons | @Alan Vanes

Interacting with @Alaric Equinox.

Charles hated talking too people unless they were really good friends. Of course he knew who the professor was, but he forgot his name. It was pretty silly that he saw this professor every day twice but still forgot his name. So when the professor started to talk to him he freaked out. He did not want to look rude in front of him, and considering that he forgot his name when they see each other often was rude. So Charles did what he always did when he started to panic. He said "Eep," instead of talking classic Charles.

It was Charles signature move and he did it in front of a professor. Charles sighed and put his head down on the table. "Im so sorry, I forget what you name was, and I panicked. And then I made a weird sound in front of you. And you're a professor, and its so rude I forgot your name. And my parents told me not to be rude but I'm being rude, by forgetting. And I'm starting to ramble and that's super rude of me. And I should just go." Charles whispered loud enough for the professor to hear. But instead of leaving he just kept his head on the table in shame.

Man Charles really needed to fix his issues of rambling, in front of people. It was so rude and then he needed to get better at not getting nervous. Cause whenever he did he started to act weird and that's why he barley has friends. And then whenever he did something wrong like making noises he tells himself that was rude and starts to ramble. And what's the most ironic thing about that is that Charles hated rambling. But his mouth seemed to have a mind of its own.

Then Charles thought about all the times he screwed up a bit when talking to people. That was rude when he said it. And he imagined how disappointed his parents would be if they found out he was being rude because of nervous outbreaks during school. So tears started too well up in his eyes, even though he knew he was overthinking it. He just couldn't help it, he was a big crybaby after all. He needed to stop himself before he started to cry. But he couldn't so bloddy tears started to roll down his cheeks and onto the table. Great he couldn't look up now if anybody was watching, and now he was crying. He just hoped nobody around him would notice. But he was fine with the professor he never hid anything from a teacher unless it was something his few friends asked him to hide.

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There was something hypnotic about the star-studded sky that made the world around Adam fall away. It didn't take long for the sounds of the students around him to lapse into a peaceful hum; for the dim red lights to fade into the periphery; for all feelings of stress, tension, worry to melt away, purged from Adam's mind by starlight. His mind was in space while his body stayed behind, resting on top of one of the picnic tables. The wooden surface had hurt his head at first, made his back ache, but those feelings had slipped away too and now Adam was perfectly content. His hand dipped into the wicker picnic basket that he'd moved onto one of the seats and came back with a handful of pretzels. The star chart that he'd been given had fallen off the side of the table long ago, pushed by a gentle breeze. He wasn't interested in tracing constellations tonight, as fun as that sounded. He just wanted to take in the universe.

It felt like so long ago since Adam had sprawled out just like this on the Hogwarts grounds, watching the clouds with Rosie Parker at his side. That was one of his favorite memories of the girl — one of his favorite memories in general, actually. It had been such a calm and innocent afternoon. Nothing to worry about, nothing to do until they'd heard the school bells. Stargazing was a different experience than cloud-watching, although they were plenty similar. The latter was wonderful, but the former was just....just ethereal. The word came to Adam out of nowhere, but it felt right. He couldn't explain it any other way.

He'd seen some familiar faces on the trip over from Hogwarts' encampment, but they'd yet to come find Adam; in fairness, he'd yet to find them, either. The boy didn't mind being alone with his thoughts on this occasion. He would be just as happy to share the experience with a friend or a classmate, but until someone came along, Adam would treasure the tranquil silence. It was just him and the universe in silent conversation. In a few hours, this would all be gone, hidden behind a joyous blue sky and a wave of sweltering heat. Adam was glad to enjoy it while he could.

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After settling down next to some of his tentmates, specifically Dealla and Ileen, he'd just relax into staring up towards the night sky for the time being. The darkness seemed overwhelming for him at the time, it played against his thoughts and even tapped into that rare emotional side that seemed to play across his mind at times. Every kid seemed to get depressed for no reason once in a while and it just hit suddenly for Zyk on this night, a thought to why this overcame him, couldn't be fathomed. Keeping his head settled upon the hoodie he had positioned under it for a pillow, he let his lids close over those golden irises and just dwelled upon his own thoughts for a while.

The princess's little play against his name had made him smile a little, but, he couldn't find the effort to retort at the moment. Even when Adonis had come over to snatch the rest of their candies that they were hoarding, he wouldn't even open lids to pay the situation any attention. Though there was a slight hint of a smirk when he mentioned something about 'lovebirds', Deallas' clueless response almost caused a smile from him as well, but, he withheld it, his mind playing tricks on him once more. There was just something nagging at him at the time being that made him stay silent and not act like his usual self. Ileen was also being rather kind to him, he wanted to make friends with her as well and registered that he should put in a little effort to doing such, it was just a chore for him to even talk right now.

After Adonis had left and the two best friends started their own conversation, his thoughts drifted to his current situation concerning his girlfriend, fake girlfriend, whatever it was at the time being. The situation had become foggy, they were just not mature enough to pull off whatever they had intended to do from the beginning and emotions were getting dragged into the situation. A spur of the moment decision caused him to raise up and look over towards the two girls then, "Oy', be back, gotta' handle somethin'," he said to Dea and Ileen. Standing then, he reached down and grasped his hoodie and put it back over his body so he didn't have to carry it around.

Those eyes searched the area and eventually spotted a girl who was laying down alone upon a blanket, well, the time was now to settle this farse, he supposed. Heading his way over towards Lizzie, he'd approach slowly, his hands quickly thrown into his pockets, and his head hanging low as he looked at the grass as he walked across the area to where she was. When he got to her area, he'd settle himself down next to her, "Hey, we should probably talk about things," he said, not glancing over towards her yet until he finished his sentence. It wasn't intended to be an ambush on things, but, he felt like if they didn't conclude their deal then they'd probably drag this out longer than necessary.

He was feeling some sense of pride well up in him as they continued to talk about Tiger. He felt like a proud father getting loads of compliments about how pretty and handsome their was. It would have been funny to make a joke about it being in Tigers genes, but he would just continue to grin as he enjoyed the conversation. "I get th-that, yeah. It's great to have an animal companion, I wouldn't never want to miss Tiger anywhere!", he would encourage the topic of owning pets and bringing them to Hogwarts. "What kind of dog?", he would ask curiously, because he knew how big of a range in responsibility a dog could be based on its breed.

Alan was happy to see Aaron so excited and nodded. "If Willow plays anything like she did in th-the last game, th-they won't score at all!" he chuckled amused as he recalled how his Hufflepuff friend had swoop up the quaffle heading towards their goal post with such ease, it probably intimidated the opposite team right away. "I'm happy for you guys, th-this is really great," he would add to the sentiment of this being a huge Quidditch stadium, the very same were pros play for the Quidditch World Cup.

May would join them and Alan nodded towards her in a silent greeting as his gaze flickered to Aaron. It seemed like no matter where Alan was, May was there too and always around which was kind of incredible. She seemed like quite a people person. When Carolyn invited May to sit with them, he sat up and glanced at May to see her reaction; he would not mind at all. "See you, Aaron and good luck with th-the game!"

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Stargazing. That was the one and only event that Claudia was really looking forward to. She didn’t care about the welcoming BBQ or the Capture the Base competition, but she did care about the stargazing. She didn’t know why she was so interested in the stars. Maybe it was because she was mysteriously, untouchable, unfeeling. Maybe it was because she sort of seemed like one. But Claudia had always felt hopelessly drawn to the night.

As Claudia walked lightly along the grass, she inhaled deeply. Normally she didn’t like the outdoors, but the familiar smells of bread and chocolate enticed her. As she grabbed a basket to eat from, Claudia sat straight on the grass instead of one of the picnic tables. She didn’t feel comfortable with confrontation, and sitting down with others was basically the same thing. Besides, it felt better just to be alone with the stars.

As she’s opened her basket, Claudia found all the food she would ever want. Loaves of bread, sandwich toppings, and chocolate frogs and candies from Hogsmeade were arranged neatly in the hollow space. Claudia picked up a roll, tore it in half, and put some cheese inside. As she took huge bites from the bread, she observed the strange candies from Hogsmeade. Although she had never been to the store, Claudia recognized some of the sweet treats from the trolly on the train to get in to Hogwarts. Chocolate Frogs, Sugar Quills, and Bertie Bott’s Every Flavored Beans among them. Claudia suddenly shut the basket, wanting to discourage bugs and her attention wandering to the sugary contents.

Claudia sighed and laid down on the ground, her black hair splaying around her head. It was likely that someone was going to step on her, as she and her clothes blended into her dark surroundings. When she sat up, it would look as it a ghost had suddenly appeared in front of them. Claudia turned her gaze upward and raised her star chart up to the sky. She looked back and forth from the sky to the paper, trying to see if she could find any constellations that were listed. With her limited point of view, Claudia had to look harder than ever as she didn’t have the range that some of the other Hogwarts students did.

Sighing, Claudia lowered her arms and dropped the star chart on her stomach. It didn’t seem as if she could see any of the constellations from her view point, and her arms had been getting tired anyway. “I wonder if anyone else is having the same problem as me...” she wondered. Claudia’s hand absently trailed over to the basket to grab a chocolate frog.

As she lifted the chocolate to her mouth, Claudia stared at a group of people to her right. They were giggling and clearly having fun with their conversation, one of the girls flirting with her boyfriend or whatnot. Claudia messily shoved the slightly-melted frog into her mouth, chocolate running along her face. Instead of wiping it off like a normal person would, Claudia left it there and tried to lick at the trails.

Even though she didn’t say so, Claudia was really enjoying this peaceful night.

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