Cafe Musain 2019~2020 Les Amis de l’ABC club

15 May, 2020
@Lester Loller @Lindsey Springhall

In Ivy's opinion, if she was distracted by an activity, no matter how meaningless it was, then it was a good thing. Filling her time with random activities seemed to be the only thing she seemed to do nowadays; the Gryffindor was afraid to be left alone with her thoughts. Why? Well, because of the Blossom Ball she had so stupidly attended. Now everything was wrong. Her friendship with Zyk had been ruined. However brief it had been, Ivy had truly thought they got along just fine. And they had, they really had...

With a sigh, she diverted her attention onto something else. The whole point of signing up to this little club was to distract herself, wasn't it? If she spent the whole time thinking about the disastrous Blossom Ball, she would never really get anywhere, would she? This club, named Les Amis de l'ABC, French for "The Friends of the ABC", seemed to have been inspired by Les Misérables. Ivy had read the book in the library of Bellamy Manor in both French and English. It had come as a surprise to see that her parents had bought a copy of this book; what was the point of advertising yourself as anti-Muggle if you had so many Muggle-related things in your home?

Ivy, of course, was anything but anti-Muggle. She really didn't get her parents' views on blood purity, although she would never tell say it in front of them. The Gryffindor ascended a flight of stairs and turned the corner. She was dressed beautifully as usual, in a lacey green dress and her long brown hair braided down the side - perhaps her attire was little formal for this occasion, but the pureblood had been brought up to dress this way, always a little better than the rest.

Ivy arrived at the door of the classroom that 'Springhall' had told them to meet in, wondering who exactly Springhall was. Before she could enter, though, a boy she didn't recognize cut in front of her and zipped through the door. The girl frowned, a little annoyed by the rudeness that had just been displayed. This is the kind of person who will be in this club? Ivy arched an eyebrow. In Les Misérables, the Les Amis de l'ABC had been rebellious, but they were courteous and polite all the same.

Ivy considered turning around and walking back to her dormitory right then and there, then realised that she would have nothing to do... and therefore have to face the dark thoughts that haunted her constantly. Uh, nope. She would take on a rude first-year over trauma any day. Pasting on a smile and taking a deep breath, the Gryffindor walked in after the boy. Inside the classroom was, of course, the boy, and another girl. Ivy regarded both of them carefully. Which was Springhall?

It appeared that neither was going to talk, so Ivy opened her mouth to give her usual introduction when she remembered that Springhall had told them to use their surnames to introduce themselves. Bellamy it is, then. "Hello," she greeted them. "Bellamy. Which of you is Springhall?"

Interacting with @Ivy Bellamy

Interacting with @Ivy Bellamy @Lester Loller

@Lester Loller @Lindsey Springhall

Springhall had sent Ivy an owl earlier that week, asking if she'd like to be "second-in-command". Ivy had been rather surprised at the request, seeing as there had been a number of names on the sign-up list and there was really nothing noteworthy about her, but she had sent a quick reply, telling Springhall that she would be honoured to fill in that role. Along with that, Ivy had suggested an activities system, and as far as she knew, they would be using it. Of course, they wouldn't be doing anything today, as this was their first meeting, but it was still something to do.

A simple nod would be the only response to Loller's introduction, indicating that she had accepted his apology for cutting front her. There was no need to dwell on it. The girl sitting behind him introduced herself as Springhall, and Ivy looked her up and down consideringly. So this was the girl who had started the club. She was quite pretty, in all honesty... almost annoyingly so. Still, it wasn't like Ivy could hate her, seeing as she was the leader of a club she had just joined. The Gryffindor would reciprocate Springhall's smile with one of her own as Loller asked about their Hogwarts houses.

Ivy's sharp grey eyes would catch a vague reflection of herself in the window as she turned to take a seat. Come to think of it, the dark green dress represented Slytherin more than it did Gryffindor. Perhaps wearing red would have been a better choice if she had wanted her house loyalty to be obvious, but red was so conspicuous and flashy. Ivy had learnt to keep a balance between blending in and standing out with her appearance. She rarely wore pastels or bright colours, and red fell straight into the 'bright' section. To be honest, she wasn't sure if she even owned a red dress. Accessories, yes, but not main articles of clothing.

"I'm in Gryffindor," she told the other two, pulling out a chair from a desk nearby to sit. Ivy briefly wondered why every single introduction here at Hogwarts had to start this way, with people exchanging houses and blood statuses. (They hadn't gotten to the second part yet, but she expected they would soon.) "It's a pleasure to meet you." Her tone was a lot more indifferent compared to the other two, but the corners of her mouth tugged upwards slightly. Ivy hoped they wouldn't misinterpret her subtle expressions as rudeness. She was rather pleased to be here, but she just wasn't very good at showing that. "This club was inspired by Victor Hugo's Les Misérables, was it not?" She looked at Springhall for an answer, although her next words were directed at both of them. "I expect you would have both read it, then?"

Interacting with @Ivy Bellamy @Lester Loller

Bellamy represented her a Gryffindor, although wearing green dress. She’s a pretty girl. Lindsey thought. And her dressing’s nice. Much better than me!
Indeed, Lindsey’s, well, not that good at dressing. Normally she went with school robes. Even today, she just wore a white shirt and black skirt——her usual dressing at home.
“This club was inspired by Victor Hugo's Les Misérables, was it not? I expect you would have both read it, then?” Bellamy asked.
“Ah, as for me, yes! Actually, my whole family adore it. My two cousins, who lived in France, are called Enjolras and Combeferre. They usually go with Enjy and Ferre though!”Lindsey laughed. “And, my cousin Enjolras has a pet cat who’s name is Grantaire, or R…So pretty interesting!” she added, smiling.
It’s truly interesting. Her two cousins are really pleased with their names, and…kinda of show off in Beauxbatons? Well, when talking about show off, Lindsey means feeling proud. The Springhalls were pure blood, and it’s great to have a name inspired from muggle books——at least Lindsey loved it. But sadly, her name wasn’t from any books.
“What about you Loller?” she turned to the Ravenclaw boy.
“And,” she asked Ivy, “do you think we should go with some nicknames? That would be easier to call others (like my long surname) and would be friendlier!”
She didn’t think of this before, but now, it seemed a great idea.

@Lindsey Springhall | @Ivy Bellamy | @Nell Zoldak

When Cassie sign up for the club, they did not have a clue what is the club is all about. All they know, they need to join new club and meet other people. The name of the club seems tense yet refreshing all together. So when today was the day for the first meeting, they decide to attend it.

Better have something to do then being bored, Cassie thought. So they got up from lounging in the Slytherin Common Room and walks toward their dorm. Today Cassie wearing olive green jacket, loose black crew neck shirt, blue ripped jeans with white sneakers.

Reducio

The outfit seems too casual and if their father ever found out Cassie had clothing like this, Cassie will never hear the end of it. With one last glance at the outfit, Cassie then get out from their dorm. Their footsteps echoing through the hallways and trying to find the classroom that the leader of the group decide to use one.

Finally Cassie found the designated room. They can hear faintly someone inside the room. Cassie pushed the door and look at the other occupants of the room. There is four girls and one boy. The other girls, Cassie know them but not at the red head girl and the single boy in the room. Cassie a bit taken aback when they saw Ivy.

Cassie did not think Ivy is the type of girl that willingly join a club. "Fancy meeting you here Springhall, Bellamy and Zoldak"Cassie greet the girls. One of the rules that Springhall established for this club is they go with their surnames. "Name Ironwoods"Cassie give a short introduction to the occupants of the room and nodded courtly.

They close the door and enter the room. "What are we doing today?"Cassie asks then sit down on one of the chair.