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over the years, victoire had slowly come to understand the struggles that came with developing feelings for a best friend. she had known teddy her entire life and one would imagine that she could ever only see him as a ‘ brother ’ but that was far from the truth. the more her feelings intensified, the more she pushed them down and tried to smother them. despite knowing it was a fruitless effort, she had been flirting with some boy in hufflepuff for the past few weeks as a form of distraction. honestly, she hadn’t really expected anything to come out of it. but, the boy proved her wrong by asking her out on a date. the first person she ran to tell? teddy. she rushed up to him in the nearly empty library, grabbing ahold of his arm excitedly. “you remember that cute guy that i’ve been talking to for a couple of weeks? well… he finally decided to make a move!” she was trying to act as excited as possible to gauge his reaction. this could possibly be the nail in the coffin. “it’s magnifique, no? i’m super nervous though. i’ve never been on a date before. what if he tries to kiss me? i don’t even know if i’m a good kisser.”

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despite stefan’s open distaste toward most slytherins, there was one exception to that rule: louis weasley. the boy surpassed just about every stereotype that was made about the members of the said house. almost after every quidditch match, he and louis would meet up afterward to have a smoke near the edge of the lake where no one would be able to find them. but after today, stefan had no such desire. he had taken a tumble during the match and was now covered in bruises all along his torso, body aching. he had brushed everything off and lied through his teeth, stating that he was just tired. after practically shooing the boy away, he sat alone. it was hard not to take notice of how black and blue he was as he sat there on the bench with his shirt off. he was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of the door creaking open, expecting to see louis standing there again. but instead, it was his sister. he blinked in surprise as he caught dominique staring at him. he nervously looked away and grabbed his sweater, tugging it on as if to hide his shame. “what are you looking at?”

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even though he was fairly perceptive when it came to learning new concepts, there was something that had him falling short when it came to one particular subject area. it honestly bothered him to no end. before his grade took a permanent turn for the worst, he realize that he needed to seek out assistance. reese clutched his transfiguration textbook close to his chest as he pushed his pride aside before closing the distance between him and a familiar face in the common room. he took in a deep breath before coming to a stop in front of where riley was seated, an attempt at a warm smile appearing upon his lips. “um… hey.” for someone who valued friendship above all, he was far too introverted for his own good. “i know this is going to sound weird and all, but i was wondering if you’d be willing to tutor me in transfigurations sometime? i’d be willing to help you with anything you’re not up to speed on or even bake you sweets.” he wasn’t good at this. “i don’t want you to think i’m using you but i know that you’re an animagus and you have really high marks in transfiguration, so i thought it might be worth a shot to ask you?” he paused, wetting his lips. “no pressure or anything.”

gryffindor that was probably meant to be placed in slytherin.

well acquainted with avery and has an explainable craving to make everything between them a competition.

the rivalry between them started when they were introduced to each other when they were quite young, his parents expecting him to make fast friends with avery.

this expectation probably helped him see the other as an enemy more than a friend

rather brash and bold, his verbal filter has many holes in it.

loves charms --  especially those of the manipulative nature.

kind of a thot -- confident pan. probably had flirted with a few professors just to see how they would react. or, to distract them from giving him some sort of detention.

has a weakness for bread-based foods. if you offer him some, even if he dislikes you, he’ll accept it.

distances himself from muggles and muggle-born. just doesn’t particularly understand how they can live comfortably without magic.

wants to become an auror.

younger sister to avery chwe.

generally happy with a good relationship with her family.

incredibly excited to attend the same school as avery though worries she’ll embarrass them.

is adopted but doesn’t necessarily feel like she is. 

in love with astronomy and constantly asks what everyone’s sign is -- she’s a pisces.

quite helpful and trusting, though it could get her into some trouble.

wants to travel and draw and write out charts based on the stars, but she’s pretty sure that’s all been done before.

comfortable bi.

loves climbing into the trees surrounding the castle to both take a sneaky nap or read/study.

slightly above average in her classes.

A loud agitated huff fell from Avery’s lips as he ruffled his freshly colored hair, the silvery strands easily becoming tousled. “How did I manage to mess it up again?” The hair-changing potion was fairly easy and yet somehow when it came to concentrating on the color of hair he wanted he always bunked everything up. At least this would only last for two days at the most. Noticing the first passerby, he smiled brightly. “Hey! What do you think?” He gestured to his hair. “I was going for blonde but I think dark silver is close enough, right? Do you think it suits me?” He couldn’t help but feel insecure, his looks always being one of his biggest insecurities. “I have some leftover potion if you’d be interested in using it. We could match!”

moved to england from america when they were ten.

is v competitive in everything -- sports, academics, hobbies.

never felt right called themself a girl, but is definitely on the more feminine side of the spectrum.

quidditch junky.

despite jock-like mentality, she’s actually very good in her classes.

is a social creature and loves talking anyone’s ear off.

“i’m going to make gryffindors and slytherins quiver on their brooms when they hear the name ravenclaw.”

one parent is a witch and the other a muggle. no one knew the father was a witch until the day casey got their letter. wheeps.

has trust issues with the parents because of this.

is the middle child of three. the eldest didn’t inherit any powers and is actually very bitter about this towards both parents and the younger siblings. the youngest inherited magic just like casey.

casey will protect the youngest with her life.

actually knows how to change vinegar to wine before it was required to know so.

grandson of the rabastan lestrange.

lestrange? uh, idk them. totally not related. they’re all dead, right? nervous laughter.

was actually named corvus, but he goes by corbin to disassociate himself. unfortunately, all of his official paperwork still says corvus.

is good in defense against the dark arts ‘cause his family specialized in the dark arts.

is worried that people will think he’s a bad witch.

loves quidditch and is probably definitely on the team.

he’s very proud to be a gryffindor and is constantly going on about his house this, and his house that.

loves charming the pants off of anyone she can, literally and figuratively.

wants to become a slytherin prefect.

knows very well how her father compares her and her brother, but still loves her brother regardless.

pretty sure her father was a ninny when he was younger.

is rather good at most that she does. if she isn’t she gets whoever she needs to either tutor her or do it for her.

pretty sure she’ll definitely become prefect.

she would try out for the quidditch team to play like her father did, but the sport honestly does not interest her.

named after ursa major, the “greater she-bear” constellation.