There are many students jostling around the platform once again, luggage in tow. In comparison to the school year, however, the numbers are certainly much smaller. It's reserved exclusively for the older students and they certainly make their excitement known to their surroundings. Chatters are loud but as always the silence which forms after a summon for attention by the Headmaster speaks even louder.

@crfriday:

keep running. keep running. keep running.

he chants the words frantically inside his head as he drags the younger ravenclaw behind him, his hand clasped tightly around her wrist. he’ll apologize to friday later for the rough treatment, but for the time being, he just needed to get them to safety. he navigates the deserted corridor looking for any doors—for any sort of escape.

he doesn’t dare look back out of fear of stumbling over the cobblestone walkway—he can’t afford to—but he knows that they’re behind them. he can hear them calling after them—demanding that they give in and accept “mother’s love”. their footsteps seem to echo louder in his ears that the beating of his heart.

he mentally curses himself for not realizing the threat earlier—for not taking in the glazed look in their eyes, the misplaced smiles on their faces, the strange behavior. they had approached him and friday earlier while they were walking back to the ravenclaw common room—everything had been strangely quiet then, but he hadn’t thought anything of it. his mind too wrapped up in the silly conversation he was having with the younger. he’d only reacted when one of them had made a grab for the girl out of nowhere—a burst of magic sending them flying backward before he grabbed friday by the wrist and took off.

It is during the late evening, a few minutes past midnight that all Owlphones ring with a special ringtone that only comes when there is an emergency notice from the Headmaster. There are many more students awake than usual, slowly succumbing to their final exam studies. The notification is another added stress, but it is not something that can be ignored. Some are urgent, some are reluctant but soon most are reading the news which has been sent out.

It is early morning of February 1st when students are getting ready for class, some still in the common room, some already munching away in the Great Hall when all their Owlphone light up with the signal of something new. A message slowly scrawls itself out on a now fancily decorated school bulletin, a golden shimmer captivating the phone screen.

Love hangs in the air, filling our lungs with the euphoria of romance. On February 14th, the halls of Hogwarts will hold a Valentine masquerade to be remembered for years to come. Extravagant masks, costumes and a shroud of mystery. Will you find yourself a dream princess or prince charming? And worry not, for the romantically perturbed. An abundance of free snacks and beverages await you. 

Hello, members! It's that time. After enjoying our prelude of gossip and scandal concerning couples, it's time for true love to blossom. (Or not!)It's no Yule Ball, but you will need to dress in formal attire as well as a mask that hides at least the upper part of your face. Ask your crush on a date and be their mysterious love for the night! We look forward to seeing those cute messages (and we promise Veronica won’t be snooping into those). 

Starting from now you are free to send out proposals or make some edits for what your muse will be wearing to the masquerade! The edits will be collected by our lovely Inquisitor for everyone to see. From February 7th you are free to start writing event threads for the masquerade itself and can continue starting threads until February 21st. Make sure to tag them as CR!EVENT2! 

A booming familiar voice resonates through the rooms and hallways of Hogwarts, no spot left untouched. It is Headmaster Park, the fact he is making an announcement outside of Great Hall does not go unnoticed. The matter must clearly be urgent and everyone halts whatever they are doing to pay attention to his ringing message.

Yesterday night we had to admit two students to the hospital due to unusual injuries they had suffered during their time in the Forbidden Forest. We repeat we take the rules we have made very seriously for a reason. Please do not enter the forest for your own safety. The two students had been travelling with another who has been retrieved unconscious from the forest due to severe injuries. They are all currently in recovery. 

Once again I repeat, please refrain from entering the forest as much as it may interest you, for your own safety.

Silence settles for a few minutes after the announcement. Then there is a murmur, albeit a quiet one as everyone do their best to return to their routine.

Good day students!

It doesn’t matter where you happen to be, be it be in the quiet corridors of Hogwarts or outside enjoying all the merriment life provides, there is a flash of light from your Owlphone notification that signals a message from Headmaster Park. A quick swipe of the screen shows a new announcement on the Hogwarts school bulletin.

I hope you are all enjoying your holidays. This is a reminder that we will be holding a short celebration for New Years Eve back on Hogwarts ground. Take some time to enjoy some Mulled Wine or maybe some Butterbeer whatever suits your fancy. There will also be food, as always, for all the eager stomachs and music for those who wish to also fill their ears.

The staff members have also taken the time to set up a magical light walk for the curious. Built like a corn maze, but we promise you won’t be lost, take a few hours to guide yourself through the big installation. We hope you enjoy yourself, feel free to take many photos and post them on your Hooters. Perhaps the best photo will win the House some points.

We will end the New Years Eve celebrations with fireworks. A reminder that New Years is off, but we will expect you back at school on January 2nd.

Once again we wish you all a happy holiday and we will see you again soon.

- Headmaster Brian

“Did I just burn myself . . . ?” | @orionxcr

Wally combs through the curated collection of luxury beauty. His long, lithe fingers graze the edge of the crate as he peers into its contents. He admires a frosted glass bottles of petals floating in pink rose water, opens a pot of snow white cream with gold flakes, and squeezes a clinical looking dropper of a clear solution that smelled like herbs. There were other goodies as well -- less fancy looking plastic jars with cotton pads, blandly decorated tubes that contained cloudy gels, and misters with kitschy designs.

The crate’s contents exceeded an average person’s yearly budget and they were only small, sample sizes. Once he selects the products he wants, Joon will supply the full sized bottles in lovely wrappings. When it comes to shopping for his betrothed, money is no object. A little shopping for his frustrated, pureblood fiancee also keeps his mind off the prophecy.

“Oh, the irony of getting her a Muggle gift when she’s mad I’ve been entertaining Muggle girls!” he huffs, looking up. “Don’t let Rushi know I told you her weakness for Muggle potions, though. There’s no potion or handbag in the world that’ll make her forgive me after that.”

“Did I just burn myself...?” 

Wally looks to the accidentally tipped over bottle, a plain looking one with a red solution dripping all over Orion’s arm. There’s fine print in a note from Joon warning them to be careful with anything called a “chemical peel”, but of course the boys hadn’t read it in full. They’d been too eager to rifle through the box left in their hotel room.