open, for anyone. location, near the whomping willow.
"come to witness mine and lestrange's duel?" willow wonders aloud at the sound of nearing footsteps, not much worry that it's some professor or auror on patrol, since they're absolutely certain they'll be able to play it off as some sort of jest. there's no staff presence in the aurelius group chat, so there's not much of a chance that they'll be aware of the duel to take place out of lottie's decision to pick a fight with them. "you won't be here long, if so. i have a feeling there's not much more to her brain than the billywigs flying around in there."
freya wasn't convinced that lottie would actually show up and make good on the threats she threw out in the aurelius group chat, but she made her way to the whomping willow anyway, sure that willow would be there. laughing at her friend's remark, freya shook her head. "you didn't think I'd come be backup? you should know better. besides, couldn't miss an opportunity to watch lestrange be humiliated, if she even bothers to show."
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Rolling her eyes, Freya dropped the newspaper onto the library table in front of her and shook her head. “Another dreadful lineup of Minister candidates, of course. At least according to what I’ve read so far about them all in the newspapers.” It was also so typical that not a single one of the candidates was a witch. It was about time to have a woman in charge — maybe then things wouldn’t be such a mess in the Ministry. “Maybe I should have told Mum to try and run,” she said sardonically, laughing at the very idea.
“Let me guess, you want to know if any of the new candidates would have handled my mother’s disappearance better? I’ll tell you what I told the last three people who asked — hell if I know.” Ivy didn’t even bother looking up from the parchment she was writing on, her legs crossed underneath the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall. It was during a break and she was trying to get ahead on her next essay, so she was really not in the mood to have this conversation again. “Now, do you have another conversation topic in mind or should I just go back to my homework?”
a grin spreads across cormac’s lips at freya’s response, his head tilting as he considers her words, begrudgingly agreeing. “ you might have a point there. ” he sets the quill down as his eyes scan the other wares scrivenshaft has to offer, though he knows his father has more than enough stationary and parchment, given his profession. his attention is diverted to the wix next to him at her question, and he puffs out his chest a bit as he assesses the stationary, appreciating that freya had the good taste to ask his opinion. “ that’s a good option, ” he offers with a tilt of his head, before glancing at the other packs of stationary and grabbing another set that he deems a good enough option for freya’s mother. “ this one seems fitting, as well. ” he holds out the package to her with a charming smile, proud of himself for being able to help his housemate.
she hadn't intended to get caught in a conversation with cormac, but now that she had shot down his first idea for a gift, freya felt obligated to help him come up with something else. "you probably couldn't go wrong with a nice gift basket from honeydukes," she suggested with a shrug. "who doesn't love chocolate?" looking over at the stationary in his hand, freya took the package, examining it. "you're right, this is definitely more minnie approved. if she asks, i'll have to tell her it was your good taste, not mine." freya figured cormac would appreciate being bragged about to one of his professors. "are you having fun so far today?"
Though it was not her first winter lights festival, and certainly wouldn't be her last, Thalia couldn't help but be blown away every year by the beauty that Hogsmead became during the holidays. Some of her fondest memories occurred during the festival, and most, if not all, involved her dearest friend, Freya. Said friend managed to surprise Thalia when her hand was grabbed, and she almost ate snow when she was dragged over to the frozen river. She regained her balance and managed to laugh with amusement; it was, once again, not the first time she'd been dragged around by an excited Freya. “Is your goal to make me fall on my face, or is thatmerely a positive side effect?” Though mostly a joke, it was no secret Thalia had two left feet. She adored her tradition with Freya, but it was a tradition that involved many a bruised knee. “That being said, this year, I will not be falling on my face- or rather, I'll only fall once.” She said with determination, though her faith in her statement was not so strong.
laughing as thalia almost ate it in the snow thanks to her tight grip, freya let go of her friend's arm. "sorry about that, i guess i just got a little overexcited. and i always forget how clumsy you are," she teased, nudging her best friend with her elbow. it was cruel of her, maybe, to make thalia get on the ice every year when every year she ended the adventure covered in bruises, but tradition was tradition, and freya was a stickler for it. "you know you can hold on to me and i'll keep you up. i know not everyone can be as coordinated as me. it's a blessing and a curse, really." she smirked, winking at thalia and sitting down on a bench to swap her boots for skates. "in all seriousness, though, i promise i won't make you stay out there for long."
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
freya’s response causes him to look over at her, a small smile replacing his pout at the clear sympathy in her tone, happy that he isn’t alone in his indignation, despite that he’s not necessarily happy that it happened to anyone else. “ right? it’s a ridiculous rule, ” he agrees enthusiastically, albeit a bit slurred, “ why even bother selling food and drink if you’re not even going to let us have it on the ice! feels like they’re teasing us with a good time and then making us pick and choose between skating and good drink. ” he shakes his head and gestures towards the ice with his mug, some of the liquid sloshing out the side and causing him to bring it back to himself sheepishly. “ it’s a travesty, it is, ” he finishes, before he takes a long swig from his mug, drinking a good portion of it so that he can get on the ice. “ are you going back out there? ”
freya couldn't help the laugh that escaped her when she noticed harry's slurred tone. "on second thought, i'm starting to see why that rule might not be such a bad one," she motioned to the drink in his hand. "i'm sure getting toasted while on skates is not a very good idea." she winked to let him know she was joking and grabbed his mug to steal a sip for good measure. "i guess we'll just have to drink as much as we can before getting back out there." using the end of her scarf to wipe up some of the spilled liquid on harry's arm, she nodded. "i think i will. it's the only time of year i bother to ice skate, so i might as well make the most of it." she grinned at him. "besides, i'm not sure i can let you go out there alone in good conscience."
"you have a great night as well," willow answers their latest in line saccharinely sweet before the customer turn away, a sigh leaving them as they're gearing up to greet the next customer in line. they didn't see freya until she's encroaching on their personal space, though when it comes to her there's no hint of discomfort at the lack of distance between them when she bumps her hip against theirs. a genuine smile comes to willow, then, brighter than the one from just moments ago when only faced with a customer. the line completely forgotten, willow returns the light nudge to freya as they're reaching for one of the mugs suitable for such a drink, stamped with the alchemy cafe logo and all. "if such a thing were to ever happen, i'd never stop searching for a way to reattach your fingers with minimal damage, my dear," they tease, glancing to her as the spout is coming out with hot, fresh butterbeer to fill her mug, "but let's stop that from happening alltogether, shall we?"
"oh, i knew i could count on you", freya responded with a grin, watching them fill a mug for her. butterbeer was her favorite treat, and having some hot on a day like today was the perfect way to do it. looking over her shoulder at the grumbling line of patrons, freya let out a quiet laugh. "i guess i probably should have waited my turn, huh?" she shrugged, turning back to willow. "do you need any help? since i'm already here and i so rudely cut in front of all these people?" there wasn't an ounce of shame in her voice. "and then maybe when your shift is over we can find something fun to do." she raised her eyebrow at them, waiting for their response.
setting, winter lights festival, near honeyduke’s. open, for anyone in aurelius ! ♡
“ have you voted for the trifle yet? ” blaise inquires to a passerby with a blank stare, holding out a tray of pansy’s trifle as well as a stack of voting ballots for the bake off towards the other impatiently. his expression is intense and expectant, as if it’s a given that they’re expected to not only try the proffered trifle, but cast their vote for it as well. blaise isn’t typically the type to care about the outcome of something as frivolous as a baking competition, but pansy wants to win, and who is he to deny the whims of one of his oldest, dearest friends?
ivy stopped in her tracks as a bored voice reached her and forced a smile on her face when she recognized blaise zabini. he clearly wasn't all that enthusiastic about the role he was playing at the festival, and she felt a surge of sympathy. she understood that feeling all too well. "i have not. is it any good?" without waiting for a response, she reached out and grabbed some off the tray, taking a bite and trying to hide the wince she was tempted to give. "mmm. did you make this?" before she even finished her question, she remembered that blaise wasn't a member of the culinary club. "oh, right. you wouldn't have. pansy must have made this?"
setting, winter lights festival, near the divination booth. open, for anyone in aurelius ! ♡
“ i wouldn’t waste my time getting a reading, if i were you, ” lisa scoffs as she notices the other making their way towards the direction she just came, having just finished her own reading and feeling quite upset at the outcome. “ honestly, they’re not even seers! you think you’re just going to get a fun little reading, and they go off and give you some ominous rubbish they pulled out of their arse. proper seers don’t just give prophesies at random, do they? ‘prepare yourself for disappointment, you aren’t being true to yourself, you need to learn to honor your feelings.’ ” she mocks the reading she’d received in an exaggerated voice, before she’s huffing with a shake of her head. “ absolutely ridiculous. a bunch of bollocks, is all it is. ”
ivy was just passing the divination booth on her way back to the three broomsticks to check on things when a voice stopped her. she gave a soft laugh and shook her head. "i wasn't planning on it," she admitted. "but i definitely won't now." she leaned a little closer to lisa, lowering her tone conspiratorially. "i don't like to mock a subject that people devote their lives to, but divination has always seemed a little barmy to me. even if someone actually could predict your future correctly, why would you want them to?" she shrugged.
where; winter lights festival - the three broomsticks
who; open starter
ivy couldn't bring herself to feel all that excited about the winter lights festival. after all, she had to spend most of it rubbing between the three broomsticks and the booth that they had near the center of the festival, ensuring that everything was running smoothly and customers were satisfied. maybe she could take a break if her sister would bother to show up and help, but ivy had seen no sign of her so far, so she wasn't holding her breath. seeing someone approach the booth she was standing behind out of the corner of her eye, she looked up. "well hey there, what can I get for you?"
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
--— loading student files for IVY ROSMERTA, please hold !! alright, i think i've got it now.. you're twenty five years old and in your seventh year, SPECIALISING IN BUSINESS & HERBOLOGY ?? i can't wait to see where that takes you. bear with me, dear, i just need to confirm some more information with you. pureblood, hufflepuff house, ciswoman, she/her, and member of herbology club & culinary club are all correct ?? perfect.
stats;
name; ivy aileen rosmerta
gender & pronouns; ciswoman, she/her/herself
blood status; pureblood
sexual orientation; heterosexual
age & birthday; 25, may 29
house; hufflepuff
year; seventh
specialization; business + herbology
region + school; scotland + gutraidh
pet; calico cat named bonnie + barn owl named ophelia
wand; 10 inches, hawthorn, unicorn hair
patronus; hedgehog
boggart; her sister dead
bio;
one.
the oldest daughter of madam rosmerta, ivy grew up in the booths and rooms of the three broomsticks. she always knew that the mantle of owner & barkeep would pass to her one day, as it had for generations of rosmerta women. her sister would help her, if she so chose, but the eldest daughter was always the one expected to carry on the family business. with this expectation bred in her from the day she was born, ivy spent most of her childhood watching her mother interact with customers and run her staff, soaking up every bit of knowledge she could and learning the business while her younger sister ran wild around hogsmeade. ivy was never able to be much of a child or figure out who she was; her future and the person she had to be were laid out before her, whether or not either of them actually fit her.
two.
the one thing ivy had that was hers was her love for plants. it was handy to have a little garden behind the three broomsticks for various herbs and spices and vegetables that they used in the various recipes, and ivy showed a green thumb pattering around the garden early on. when she went off to school at gutraidh, herbology was her favorite subject, and the greenhouses there and at aurelius became the place she felt most like herself. someone who always had a hard time opening up and being real with others, ivy was mesmerized by the way plants grew and opened on their own terms, so long as you planted and cared for them well. she could lose herself in the greenhouses, no one looking at her or expecting a cheerful countenance or witty reply -- not like at the three broomsticks, where every move she made had to be calculated to keep the patrons happy.
three.
ivy knew better than to dream or imagine another life for herself, but she did think she had many years before the full responsibility of running the pub would fall to her. but after the disappearance and subsequent discovery of her mother's body, ivy has had to manage juggling school, watching out for her younger sister, and running the staff at the three broomsticks, all while trying to wrap her head around the fact that her beloved mother is dead. but all the while, she feels a restlessness in her heart that is getting harder and harder to ignore - but ignore it she must. she has a duty to uphold, and she won't betray her mother's memory by shirking her responsibilities.
personality traits;
charismatic / the rosmertas might not be members of the sacred 28, but they were a well known family in the wix world, considering they'd been running the three broomsticks since it was established. ivy was groomed from a toddler to be approachable and charismatic and adaptable enough to be liked by anyone, because those were essential traits for the three broomsticks barmaid.
kind / ivy has always been kindhearted. she has an ability to see others who are hurting or down, who don't quite fit in, or who just need someone to look after them. she's always ready to spread a kind word and has a very nurturing spirit.
cautious / ivy's always felt the weight of others' gazes pressing down on her, so moves through life carefully. she knows that she has to walk a neutral line in life so that everyone sees her as the lovable and non-threatening owner of their favorite pub. she is not quick to make decisions or judgments.
closed off / while ivy might present a warm and charismatic front to the world, underneath it all she's pretty closed off. she doesn't share the deeper parts of herself easily, not even with herself, and while she's friendly with everyone, it's not easy to get to know her.
protective / when ivy feels protective of someone, she would do anything for them. she watches out for those she thinks need it, and while she's not one to throw hexes or insults, she is quick to comfort and care for those she loves.
observant / ivy notices everything that goes on around her, but so quietly and unobtrusively that no one would ever think to call her nosy or a gossip. she knows almost everything that goes on at aurelius and definitely everything that happens in the three broomsticks, though.
passive / ivy isn't quick to fight back or act. she often just lets life happen around her while she keeps her head down and tries to be what she needs to be. if someone insults her (rare, because she almost never gives anyone a reason), she'll roll over and take it.
restrained / ivy doesn't often let herself let loose. honestly, she's not even sure she knows how. while her younger sister got to be the wild one, ivy's always been the responsible one. she can't afford to make mistakes, not when everyone knows she's running one of the most important pubs in the wizarding world.
wanted connections;
family & friends
the little sister // wanted character // even though there are only a few years that separate ivy from her younger sister, the two couldn't be more different. ivy's the responsible one, the one everyone expects great things from, while her younger sister gets to run wild and be whoever and whatever she wants to be. ivy doesn't resent her this privilege, though, and is very protective of her sister, especially now that their mother is gone. neither of them know their father(s), so ivy's little sis is all she has left.
the one she lets in // open // not many people know the real ivy - who can, when she barely does? but this person is the one person that ivy doesn't have to be a rosmerta for. they're the one who sees her real emotions and the one she shares her deeper thoughts and desires with. ideally, they'd be someone who pushes ivy a little bit to think beyond what she's "supposed" to be.
the squad // open // while ivy's not deeply close with many people, she does have a group of friends that she gravitates towards. they're the ones she spends the most time with and who regularly hang out in the pub to be with her.
romantic
the casual ex // open // someone that ivy dated in her younger years at aurelius. the two were never all that serious and ivy didn't let him in enough for him to really get to know her. they might have parted amicably, or maybe he loathes her for how closed off she was when they were together.
the heartbreaker // open // ivy's had one serious relationship, someone she thought she was in love with, before he broke her heart. maybe he couldn't handle how serious her life became after her mother's death, or maybe he just didn't care about her all that much, but no matter what, he really did a number on her heart.
the one who gets in // open // the rosmerta women aren't known for settling down. whether it's the result of some weird old magic or totally a coincidence, the rosmertas only have girls, and they very rarely have long term partners. they have their lovers, at least to continue on the line, but rarely do they get serious. but ivy is built differently from the rosmertas who came before her, and i'd love to see her fall deeply in love with someone who she really thinks could be her lifelong partner.
other
the employee // open // the three broomsticks hires students to work the bar and the kitchen, so ivy has to be the boss to some of her fellow classmates now that she's fully in charge of the pub. maybe they get along great, or maybe it's a super awkward dynamic.
where; winter lights festival - honeydukes
who; freya + leo @eternvls
freya was never one to turn down free treats, especially if they were sweet, so a stop at honeydukes to check out the culinary club's bake off was a must, even if she had to go alone. luckily, she found someone she knew fairly quick. sidling up to leo karkaroff, freya nudged him with her elbow and gave him a grin. " tried anything yet? i can't decide whether to try everything or just scope out which ones look the best. " she was half tempted to ask him if he had any weed on him since he was the one she always got some from, but she knew her mum was lurking around somewhere, so that probably wasn't the best idea right now.
setting, winter lights festival, near the ice skating pond. open, for anyone in aurelius ! ♡
“ y’know, i thought it was a joke that you couldn’t bring drinks on the ice, ” harry muses from his place on one of the benches overlooking the pond that’s serving as the ice skating rink for the festival. he can’t help the disgruntled huff that escapes him before he’s taking a sip from his mug of butterbeer, staring out at the skaters longingly. “ an elf actually escorted me out. nearly stole me butterbeer! can you believe it? ” he may or may not have already had a few spiked butterbeers with ron earlier that had led to his sudden keenness for skating — not that he’d admit to it.
when thalia became sick of skating and wandered somewhere else, freya decided it was time for a break. still wearing her skates, she hobbled off the ice and sat down on a bench next to harry. at his question, she looked up and laughed. " yeah, i've made that mistake before. " she said sympathetically. " for some reason they're real sticklers about that rule. seems stupid to me. what harm is it to bring a drink with you? unless you're a terrible skater, that is. " she looked back out at the ice, trying to decide whether she wanted to go another round or if she should take off her skates.
setting, winter lights festival, scrivenshaft’s quill shop. open, for anyone in aurelius ! ♡
“ do you think this screams ‘congratulations on your candidacy’? ” cormac asks curiously as he examines a fancy looking quill, almost definitely the most expensive one in the shop. “ might as well think ahead, y’know? my dad’s for sure going to nab a spot. i’m no seer, but us mclaggens, we’re lucky in these things, you see. ” his chest is puffed out in pride as he says it, a slight smirk on his lips as he glances at the other.
freya looked up from the display of stationary she was looking through at the sound of a familiar voice. ah, yes, cormac. she would recognize that arrogant tone anywhere, and his boast about his dad was just par for the course. still, he was her housemate, and as annoying as he could be, freya knew he was harmless. " i mean, probably. but i have a feeling your dad isn't short on quills. " she held up a package of stationary to show him. " do you think this screams 'polite and ladylike' enough? mum's a stickler for thank you notes, so i need more stationary for christmas. "
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
soledad had successfully been distracted. it was around ten minutes ago that she wandered into gladrags for the sole purpose of buying a pair of skates but there were now bigger matters to be dealt with, one of which takes the form of a three - pack of socks with magic puns plastered about the fabric that she currently held in her hand. eyes will examine in disbelief and mouth opens to express it in a mutter of sorts, " oh, merlin. " she turns to the person next to her, hoping they'll agree, " hey, honest question - would you be caught dead in these? "
a trip to hogsmeade was never complete without a stop at gladrags, at least in freya's opinion. no matter how many cozy jumpers she owned, there was always room for more. so she was looking through a promising rack of them when she heard someone speak, and she turned around to find soledad black addressing her, holding out a set of socks for her to examine. after a quick moment of looking at the socks, freya burst out laughing. " wow, those are something else. but to be honest, with the right motivation, i could wear them as a joke. "
Freya blew on her frozen fingers as she made her way towards the alchemy cafe booth, content that she had kept up the tradition of ice skating but wishing she had remembered to bring gloves. Maybe she should stop in Gladrags later and get some, though Merlin knew she didn’t need another pair. She was always forgetting them and needing to buy more - at this point she probably had around 20 pairs. Ignoring the small line and making her way around behind the booth, Freya bumped her hip against Willow’s. “I need a hot butterbeer stat before my fingers fall off.” She gave Willow a mischievous grin, ignoring the looks that she was getting for cutting in line.
