29 Sep 2024, 12:03
A Tad Makeover
Elisa was glad to be back to Hogwarts after a long and tiring vacation, while camp was fine, it was her time with her family that had ruined all the fun, her mother had put her in probation after the young blonde had accidently blasted dungbombs during a family reunion, as much as Elisa enjoyed the situation, it couldn't be said about the rest of her family, the reunion abruptly ending with her grandfather storming out of the manor, his face red out of anger..But all that was the past, it was not like any of her pesky relatives would follow her all the way to Hogwarts to prevent her from causing further trouble.
Elisa smirked as she saw the half done masterpiece that she had created on the very walls of the study room. The decoration of the room had always been too bland for her taste, but not anymore, getting her hands on a couple of cans of spray paints might have been the best of her findings during her last visit to London. The young slytherin chuckled as she resumed to work on the wall, she had managed to make funny doodles of a bunch of professors, her personal favorite being the doodle of Professor Lennox, It was quite refreshing to see the strict HoM professor looking absolutely hysterical in art form. Elisa continued to doodle, all she hoped was that no rule obsessed prefect or professor would walk in to end the fun sooner.
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16 Oct 2024, 09:38
A Tad Makeover
Ema quietly walked into the study room, clutching her books tightly to her chest. The books weren't heavy, she was just clutching onto them like a life line, worried she would get lost. Her first year had started quite wonderfully, but she was still a bit warry of the huge hogwarts. Once she was well into the room, she noticed the figure of a girl, and she let out a small gasp, her blue eyes bulging. The girl was spray painting the wall. Ema was lost at words, she was not shy normally, but this was a new school, she didn't want to be the class snitch, but didn't want to get tied to the wrong crowd. From behind, Ema took in the girl. She had slytherin robes on, as well as long blonde hair.
'What do I do...?' Ema thought to herself, the girl still painting on the wall. She was told that slytherin's were evil, but would hate to base her of stereo types. She still stared quietly at the girl, working up the courage to talk to her, or just run away. She took a deep breath then strode directly towards the girl, taking long strides. Ema jabbed her finger into the girl's back and said, "Excuse me, I would hate to break your little 'art session' but I don't think your supposed to do that."
'What do I do...?' Ema thought to herself, the girl still painting on the wall. She was told that slytherin's were evil, but would hate to base her of stereo types. She still stared quietly at the girl, working up the courage to talk to her, or just run away. She took a deep breath then strode directly towards the girl, taking long strides. Ema jabbed her finger into the girl's back and said, "Excuse me, I would hate to break your little 'art session' but I don't think your supposed to do that."
"Evangeline knew he would carry her through more than just freezing waters. He would pull her through fire if he had to, haul her through the clutches of war, from falling cities and breaking worlds."- The Ballad of Never After