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Lucy stood on the stairs glaring at one of the pictures, hanging on the wall.  “Look I know I’m right.” She said, slightly loud.  “It is possible to brew Beguiling Bubbles and its antidote with ingredients from the Potions room.  I’ve done it.” Lucy started down the stairs with a huff, having given up fighting with the portrait, before nearly running into someone.  “Sorry.” She muttered. 

Avalon loved Hogwarts, really, they did. A lot. Totally, except...okay the thing was? Not to be a typical teen in their smart phone or anything but--they really really needed their netflix fix. They missed headphones, they missed netflix, and wifi, sweet glorious wifi, oh my god. But, right now? Right now they wished they hadn’t left their fudging pen in the common lounge because this essay? Was not going to write itself, even if it could with a spell or two, but that was cheating. And, Avalon did not, they repeat n-o-t want to go all the way back to the common room. “You don’t happen to have a pen do you?” They leveled a smile at the person next to them, hoping they weren’t interrupting too badly.

        {{ open // human form

Rose Weasley-Granger had become very stressed over everything that had happened recently.  That Ravenclaw, Munro, coming back then the Death Eaters attacking the school at the dance.  And then on top of all of that Lily was returned, seemingly safe, other than being broken from the month of capture.  That was very conflicting to Rose.  On the one hand she was glad her cousin was back, but on the other she knew that if war came she would be fighting against almost all of her cousins, and having Lily back scared her a bit.  Rose made her way to the library trying avoid some of her stress by reading.  She pulled a random book off the shelf, and made her way to an empty table, and began reading, until she was interrupted by someone sitting down next to her.  She looked up and gave a small smile.  “Hello.”

The past 24 hours had been the most chaotic thing Lily Potter had ever experienced. She remembered the Death Eaters come in and grab her, whisper something in her ear about her father agreeing to their demands. They dragged her out of the room that she’d been held captive in for what felt like years, and after that, everything was a blur. The next thing she knew she was riding on the back of a broom and she fell from it into the Great Hall during some sort of school-wide dance. So many familiar faces had gathered around her after she hit the ground, but Lily felt nothing. She didn’t want them to see her like this. She didn’t want to be near them like this. She was weak, vulnerable, and her morale had been depleted. Her face remained blank as they carried her to the hospital wing where she immediately passed out with exhaustion. 

To say that Melody hasn’t had the greatest luck lately was the understatement of the century. First, she had lost her favorite hair tie, which wasn’t that big of deal, but still counted. Second, she had spilled ink all over her favorite pants, which were white. Third, she had managed to make a potion explode in her face and was missing half an eyebrow. And just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, the universe proved her wrong.

Abram was probably one of the more ... unique professors around the castle. His classes weren’t widely attended, and the Minyard family was known for being a bit out there, so he was largely left alone to do what he wanted, as long as the students in his classes learned something. And so Abram had settled on an out of the way window ledge to play his guitar, not expecting anyone to walk by, or really care if they saw him playing. 

Kellan hadn’t been in the best mood lately, the rain definitely did nothing for his mood, and only seemed to be making it worse. He wasn’t sad, really, just bored. Everything seemed incredibly dull. There hadn’t been anything interesting going on around the castle, most people absorbed in their studies.