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I hope everyone is having a happy holiday's! I'm just resting and soaking in all of the family time that I can before the New Year approaches and the chaos begins again. How's everyone's day been? / @hhrpstarters
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Alright, hereās my current dilemma: Iāve been staring at my suitcase for two days and still havenāt unpacked. Every time I think about it, I end up ordering takeout instead. At this point Iām wondering if I should just live out of it until January. Do you power through that kind of thing, or do you procrastinate like me? // @hhrpstarters
Sign of the Times
Derek was stumbling down the hallway, bleeding heavily from his shoulder. He was clutching at it tightly; irritated that it wasnāt healing as quickly as normal. His eyes were searching for a place to sit down that wasnāt out in the open, but staying upright was becoming more difficult as time went on.
Mad Men || Open
Bones kept looking up from the ground to the kids practicing Quidditch from their brooms. He was writing on a piece of parchment that looked like scribbles regardless of having neat handwriting. His face wasnāt too keen on the athletes and their choice for sport, but it seemed like it was the only thing for the magical world.
āCrazy...ā He muttered to himself before writing again.
Dank Dark Dungeon \\ Open
Jim was draped across a chair in the Slytherin common room, idly flipping through some book or another that heādĀ āchecked outā from the restricted section. Checked out here however means stole with little concern for consequence. He didnāt pay much mind to the students filtering in and out of the common room, only briefly glancing up when anyone returned from outside. All as boring as the last. At least for the time being. A decent amount of time into reading his eyes flicked up as someone new entered the dungeon once again.
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Back to Normal || Open
Dean was released from the wing and finding out Clint was alive was even better. Castielās eldest sister had gotten Dean out of going to prison along with Castiel, himself and Healer McCoy. Thanks to both of them, he was haboured in the wing without having to talk to the Ministry.Ā
The Gryffindor sighed looking over the newspaper. It was talking about the horrible prank dealing with the death of a student and how Rachael dealt with it. His classroom door was slightly ajar, his feet were on the desk and the chair was leaned back do where he was comfortable as he read on.Ā āGlad Clintās alive.. Now things can get back to normal.. Hopefully..āĀ
Sip Oā Poison \\ Open
The dungeons were empty at this time-most at dinner-but Jim still cast a careful look down the halls before hurrying towards the empty potions room. A quick flick of his wand and a whispered spell under his breathe had the door opening and the Slytherin slipping inside.
Slinging his bag onto an empty table he began to pull out his various ingredients. Some easily found on the grounds, some his parents had sent him others....well. One might get them from a back end dealer in Diagon Alley, if someone asked around enough.
Jim was mindful with these bottles, setting them aside on their own before lifting his wand once more. Sparks were cast beneath the cauldron he stood beside, water filled in soon after.
However, no sooner had preparations been made did the creek of the door sound in the otherwise silent room. Jim couldnāt do much else beyond stand there, caught utterly red handed. Though he did attempt to shift and stand in front of the pretty illegal ingredients he now possessed.
Bone Chilling // Open
Back home snow wasnāt exactly an unseen occurrence, but it wasnāt quite so thorough as here. The bone chilling cold, the gloomy sky, that was all rather familiar, but Jim still didnāt much enjoy trudging through the snow.
He huffed slightly, standing just within the door of the school, staring out at the blinding white of the courtyard. Heād aimed to sent an owl home, but now the journey to do so seemed to much of a pain to bother.Ā
Resigned to find another method of communication he moved to step back into the school before he made contact with some bodily mass behind him. A wave of shock, fear, and irritation ran up his spine at once as he jolted forward attempting to get distance between he and whoever stood just behind him.
Frazzled, however, he slipped on the steps and went tumbling face forward into the snow. Considering it was just at the door it wasnāt exactly the freshest batch either.Ā
For a moment he laid there, gripping at the snow, before sitting up to turn and glare at the person just behind him, eyes dark and dead of emotion.Ā āRestraint yourself Jim, itās hard to hide blood in the snow.ā
āDid you need something, or was your intention to ruin my day?ā He asked with a snippy tone and a raised brow. Slowly he stood, attempting to not pulling a face at his now damp robes, trying to brush the rest of the snow off before it seeped in.Ā
