#asani

Happy goat infestation: the Ravenclaws' birthday party just goat serious 🐐 Events happening prior to this.

Mine are older, but I saw everyone else loudly appreciating the cameos they were given and putting @tofautisawa in the spotlight, so I'm gonna join in! Bakari and Asani have had their fair share of cameos and seeing them still warms my heart. Bakari is looking so healthy and thriving in this page! His face is so cute I can't get enough.

And Asani looks fire in this action sequence with the rest of the clan!! I thought this whole scene was so cool. Regrettably, sometime after this I happened to get disillusioned with Asani's design and changed it... But I'm glad I didn't change it so much that it makes him unrecognizable.

I especially love this panel where he is being very helpful! Clearly carrying this fight, absolutely doing the most damage with this critical hit.

She gets a wand out of her pocket and aggressively points at the gramophone in the middle of the classroom, casting a spell. Loud music starts booming all over the place.

"FELIX, SHOW US YOUR BEST DANCE MOVE!"

Felix blinked in surprise, his quill freezing mid-sentence as the sudden sound of Asani’s voice rang through the classroom. Before he could so much as utter a "Hello?", she was already slamming her hands on his desk.

"Asani, wha-" he started, but his words were drowned out by the music that erupted from the gramophone. The classroom seemed to shudder with the beat, the booming rhythm made his chair vibrate, and a few startled students peered over their books with wide eyes.

He glanced around the room, then back at Asani's determined expression. Felix' lips twitched.

"Alright, why not?" he relented, standing up and brushing off his robes. "But don't laugh too hard, alright?"

Receiving both was a very pleasant surprise. The 5th-year with fluffy hair cleared her throat and blocked the path of the two Ravenclaws long before they reached her.

The girl with a scar on her face was surely in for a wonderful introduction! As for Felix, Asani was kind enough with her Puppymus invention already. It was time to pay up the debt, no matter how sweet the Swede was. It wouldn't be fair to Fred, who was also sweet to Asani but that was also why she tortured him so.

"GIVE ME A DEXTERITY CHECK!" she proclaimed loud enough to be heard at the very bottom of the tower.

Asani held the bag away from herself and swiftly turned it upside down, giving it a good shake as hundreds of slimy bouncy gobstones rained down the stairs, jumping in every direction, but most importantly — at you.

What are the smart Ravenclaws to do?

A loud girlish voice snapped Anissa out of her usual reverie as she climbed the spiral staircase. What the actual…? Was this a punishment for her previous antics? The so-called karma that some muggles are afraid of? Whatever it was, it didn't matter anymore, because right now it was raining gobstones over the girl's head.

The place was too narrow and unusual to dodge an unexpected attack, but Anissa did her best to avoid the balls bouncing all over the stairs. Step to the left, step to the right and oh, a magnificent coincidence, she slipped on the fetid slime and fell on her arse on the stairs.

Gobstones didn't even think to stop, so the girl reached out and caught the one that was flying straight at her forehead. She turned the small silver ball in her fingers to examine it, “Pretty bastard..”, she managed to murmur before the gobstone splashed a lukewarm, putrid liquid all over her face.

Anissa fell silent again, because now the smell filled not only her nose, but also her mouth (and eyes?). She sat there and stared into the void, as if the chaos around her had ceased to exist, while she analysed the terribly familiar taste. What is it? The girl's tongue was already numb and tingled a little.

“M-mm-mmm, it tastes like sloth brain and Horklump juice!”, she exclaimed with excitement after turning her head to the side and spitting out the forbidden gobstone nectar mixed with her saliva on the floor, in a very demure and ladylike manner.

The girl grinned contentedly and looked up just to met the gaze of the puzzled Swede, who had been behind her all this time.

“And what are you looking at, mister @ask-felix-aberg ?”

[This is pretty much an impossible question to answer, so it took me ages to figure out: I'm just changing the question a little for each character 😆 Spells and spell types, their magic in general, let's go.

🌙 Elland. No favourite spell in particular since he is a rather balanced wizard, somewhat good at everything; nothing too weak but also nothing too extraordinary in his magic inclinations. He can get better at some spells than others depending on AU.

[Approximate looks for Asani, Cassandra, and Fred. Cass' hair should be straight, Asani's hair should be voluminous and go below her waist. Fred... is Fred. Update: I no longer see Cassandra this way, so disregard her image.]

That, and she's got some plans for the fur that'll be left on the brush. But the little niffler doesn't need to know that.

Nosy paused from his current fixation - stuffing another sock that clearly wasn't his own into his belly pouch - and gave the girl a side-eye, suspicious but intrigued. The sight of treats always had a way of softening the Niffler's guard. He tilted his head in mock consideration, as if weighing her offer.

Brushing? Him? The Teal King? Nosy had to admit, the praise was well-deserved. And "The King of Kings" had a nice ring to it. Perhaps a little grooming session wasn't such a bad idea, especially with the promise of snacks so generously offered.

Strutting over with his tail flicking confidently, Nosy gave the girl a regal look, as if to say, You may proceed. With a small honk, he plopped himself down in front of her, sealing the deal. Of course, he kept one eye on the treats the whole time, as per usual - those were what truly mattered.

As the fifth-year began brushing his fur, Nosy sat in regal silence, thoroughly enjoying the attention and the soothing feeling of being combed, making his teal coat shimmer with every stroke. From time to time, the little Niffler glanced up at the girl with an unruly mop of hair, silently pleased with her work.

Occasionally, he would even lift a paw, signalling his approval, or nudge her hand towards the treats she still held. A king must be rewarded for his cooperation, after all. And though the girl grinned mischievously, hiding her true motives behind that playful expression, Nosy couldn't care less in that moment. As far as the little menace was concerned, he was simply enjoying the treatment he naturally deserved.

When the brushing session finally came to an end, Nosy snatched up his treats with a smug look, his fur now gleaming and fluffed to perfection.