#wizard:alumni

[httpdaphnc]

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despite the drizzle,  it was a rather nice day to spectate the quidditch match.  it was a spontaneous decision for daphne to attend the ravenclaw and gryffindor match.  she had very high hopes for her former house.  while she never played quidditch since her transfer from mahoutokoro,  she was very  knowledgeable  in the sport.

daphne glanced around from her seat and focused her attention on the rally.  the pep rally was enough to generate cheers from both houses.  of course, given gryffindor’s record,  she was partial to her own house and hoped that ravenclaw would come out victorious. 

she cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted.  “  go  RAVENCLAW  !!  ”

“  hey  !  ”  she waved at a familiar face.  “  fancy seeing you here.  ”  she scooted over from her seat on the bench to make some more room.

「 ✨  daphne watched the rally 」 「 ✨  daphne attended a match 」 「 ✨  daphne cheered for a team 」

「 ✨  daphne has mentioned a canon object x5 」 「 ✨  daphne has referenced something from hogwarts: a history x10 」

[collctte-blog]

     “be careful on that broom of yours from now on, alright, chér?” freya smiled, waving a goodbye at the exiting patient before turning and coming face to face with another wix in the st. mungo’s hallway. “oh hello there -- did not expect to see you, is everything alright?”

「 ✨  collette has mentioned a canon object 」

[carrdel]

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“ uh oh, wix in sight. ” biscuit the albino snake, short in length, clever as merlin and twice as sly, hissed lowly to a very distracted reagan, forcing him to come into a slow, casual halt before he bumped into said wix. “ wotcher. ” the wizard goes lazily, looking rather disinterested while looking up from the white off pages of the grimoire he has been flipping through since leaving the white wyvern. he closed it shut with a dull thud. the former slytherin immediately smiled, though; a little dimple even popping out from the marble of his features. 

“ planning to spell a wish upon a star in knockturn alley ? ” he questioned, his nose scrunching just the slightest as biscuit placed her head back on top of his shoulder, her form barely wrapped around his neck due to her size. “ that’s tacky. ” the low hiss coming from biscuit made him snort. he covered it up with a subtle clear of his throat. 「 ✨  reagan has mentioned a canon magical object. x5 」 「 ✨  reagan has brought up a canon magical object. x2 」 「 ✨  reagan has gone out with his familiar. 」

[magicalmadiscn-blog]

ꜱᴛᴇᴀᴍ emerged from his thermos, holding a dose of caffeine that might be strong enough to wake someone up from a sleeping draught. it was around two in the afternoon, but leroy had only just w o k e n up. he sipped his coffee, letting out a soft hum as the warm, welcome liquid slid down his throat. leroy sat on a bench, leaning against the backrest and putting his thermos on his knee. he sat in silence for a while, until he noticed a figure stride closer from the corner of his eye. ❝ ye can sit here if ye' want. i don't bite. ❞

[ofsnckes]

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         “ what on earth is a ... “  esther squinted at the scrap of parchment in her palms, looking frustrated and rather frazzled.  “ ... oreo ? “  she was starting to think that her brother was taking the mick, sending her on a wild niffler chase looking for something that didn’t even exist.  she’d stopped in two sweets shops already and not a wix in sight could tell her what this ‘oreo’ looked like -- or where she could find it.  “ it’s barmy, is what it is.  probably doesn’t even bloody exist. “  her words were venomous.  “ oh i’m going to MURDER him.  unless you’re in the market for a brother ?  “

「 ✨  esther has mentioned a canon object. x3 」 「 ✨  esther has used a wizarding idiom. 」

[scyre]

" are you JOKING ? “

[dlaneys]

"            ew.            ”           delaney immediately pulls the drink away from her mouth,              usual delicate features now scrunched up due to confusion.           she starts eyeing it with squinted eyes.              this drink wasn’t           her         drink---             it wasn’t sweet so it wasn’t meant for her tongue.            is this really a shiny lemonade               ?             she wonders to herself,           gently moving the drink from side to side to look at it.              the barista said it was as sweet as a candy            sooooooooo            what was this                ?!               this wasn’t something she would drink...            but it could,           probably,           be the cup of tea of the person currently eyeing her confused form.                she looks up at them,            doe eyes blinking away any kind of confusion while cheeks turn crimson.             “             is----- is this yours            ?            oh,         merlin,            i am soooooo sorry.            i thought this was mine,             ”              delaney said while handing the glass to them but only to pull it back to her chest.              “            wait,          you can’t drink this when i just took a sip off it             !             just let me--             ”              she quickly starts looking for her little galleon pouch inside her bag.             “            ---get me’ pouch out to get ye’ another one.             ”

[damonfvk]

「 because we love dj messing around / @unfocuseds​ gets a semi-plotted starter. 」

“      alright  !  we’re back at it again in the studio,      ”      damon laughs as he flops onto one of the nearby chairs in his studio.   it only seemed like yesterday when he had claramae on the show with him.  and now,  he was even happier to have his best mate here.  he grabbed the cups of butterbeer sitting on the desk,  a courtesy of the three broomsticks and handed one to jay.  he enjoyed the perks that came with working for the wizarding wireless network.  it was nice.  he was in charge of his own radio show.  and he thought he was fortunate enough to have garnered such a viewership.  even if he didn’t know what in the name of merlin he was doing.      “      it’s pretty cool right  ?      ”

「 ✨  damon has mentioned a canon object x3 」 「 ✨  damon has used a wizarding idiom 」

[lollvpops-blog]

@aveelaxfatima liked for a starter.

″ do you remember that party after the gryffindor quidditch win in our fifth year ? when someone sneaked in a bottle of beetle berry whiskey ? ″ lulu reminisced while pouring fatima a cup of tea. they had decided to meet for lunch when lulu went up to london that weekend, and so far the encounter had been a massive walk down memory lane. ″ it was only a single bottle, but i swear twenty people claimed they were so drunk that night. just to sound cool. i bet half of them didn't even see the bottle. ″

「 ✨  lulu has mentioned a canon object x2 」

[samanthaisms-blog1]

“for the last time, i can buy my own drinks.  fuck off.”  samantha rolled her eyes, sick of dealing with this.  “some people just can’t take a hint.”

[gwaincs-blog]

     a rapping on the door to his office shook gwaine out of his brief nap, ink-stained hands coming up to move is hair back out of his face to look more presentable. “come in,” he called out, clearing his throat. “how can i help you?”

[quvinces-blog]

「 @bishcpisms gets a random starter.  」

“you know what’s better? homemade french food.” quincy said with a laugh, with a wide smile “i’ve actually thought about learning more recipes, or getting some of the family ones. but at the same time-- i PROBABLY would need help with some of the more complicated things. just so that i don’t you know.. ruin them.”

[wcrbecks]

「 tagging @adoraisms for a semi-plotted starter. 」

           the only thing grandiose about ansem warbeck’s apartment was the king sized bed he was stretched out in.  magically enlarged to make it both longer and wider, three people could easily stretch out across it if they so wished. it gave him plenty of room to wiggle his arms and legs as if he were the giant squid, thrashing about in the throes of the ocean.  with charms cast to make it softer and warmer than your average bed, it was with great difficulty that he peeled himself from its depths and went about dressing for the day.  given that it was near midday, sun streamed in through the paned windows of his kitchen,bathing the nook in warm sunlight. a flick of his wand turned up the wireless, the weird sisters’ “do the hippogriff” blasting throughout the house.  this was his favorite part of the morning; padding around barefoot, hair a mess, sipping tea as he stared out the window.  his neighbors had three small children, two of which were currently chasing each other around.  the taller of the two was holding what looked like a stuffed dragon, while the other was waving around a toy wand.  as the wand waved, flowers sprung from its tip and both children laughed.  he smiled, looking away from them as he placed his empty mug in the sink.  it reminded him of his own childhood --- or at least, the good parts of it.  a scrap of parchment on the table caught his eye, reaching for it instinctively.  he smiled at the scrawled out address, written in perfect cursive.  he’d meant to burn the parchment but he wasn’t all that convinced he’d REMEMBER the address without it.  

       after the attacks at the glitzy cauldron, the de la feuentes had insisted that adora move to a more secure location.  after all, the people responsible ?  they were still out there.  no one knew who they were, how they’d evaded capture, or what their next move was.  given the de la fuentes influence in wizarding politics, both local and internationally, ensuring their daughter’s safety was of the utmost importance.  ansem had readily agreed.  the new manor home that adora lived in was largely smaller than the de la fuente estate in spain,  yet still easily capable of housing ansem’s entire apartment tenfold within its walls.  he could easily find himself lost in the halls, calling out his girlfriend’s name in hopes of finding his way back to the sitting room.  he’d once tried to use the point me spell  earning a slew of giggles and a fond eye-roll when he finally proved successful.  tucking the scrap of paper in his pocket, ansem buttoned his cloak and apparated away. 

       though the journey to adora’s manor home wasn’t a long one,  there was a brief walk from the apparation point to the entrance that couldn’t be traveled anyway other than by foot.  it was a safety precaution, one that ansem considered reasonable - all things considered.  as he walked, he thought about the last few months -- how so much had changed in his life -- so much so that he was constantly WAITING for the other shoe to drop.  he wasn’t known for being this happy ... usually something -- or someone -- was waiting in the wings to crush whatever heaping of it he possessed.  though, he supposed, perhaps the only person damaging his happiness was himself.  you see, as good as things were, there had been a few ... hiccups.  shortly after the first time he’d taken adora out on a proper date, his nerves had left him so shaky that he’d simply kissed her on the cheek at the end of the night.  the opportunity had presented itself to kiss her properly,  like he’d imagined so many times over the years, but he’d lost his nerve and settled on the safe bet.  it had happened again some weeks later,  in the middle of a row.  she’d been red faced and shouting,  cross with him. it had completely slipped his mind until he’d arrived that he’d mentioned possibly going to the cauldron sale, a reality that hadn’t come to pass because he’d overslept.  while he’d been slumbering at home, she’d been worried that he was half dead somewhere -- the recipient of a deadly spell aimed his way.  he’d tried to make a joke,  stating that he’d slept like the dead,  but her expression had suggested that it was NOT the time.   when he’d tried to kiss her mid-shout,  his lips had simply grazed the corner of her mouth -- missing the target completely !!  she’d looked at him with such confusion in that moment,  he’d refrained from trying again.  now, weeks later,  he was starting to think that the perfect moment might not exist.  

         a pop distracted ansem from his spiraling thoughts. he must have walked straight through the wards.  he was one of the few people who could pass through them without the aid of the de la fuente house elf, yet another security precaution implemented by his girlfriend’s parents.  one of many, it seemed, given the addition of her most recent house guest. while it was claimed that she was staying for additional protection, given everything that had happened, if you asked him ?  well, he thought it also might have been to discourage overnight visits.  though they were expressly discouraged in the agreement he’d signed, he wouldn’t have put it past the de la fuentes to make it near impossible to sneak anything by them.  not, he rationalized, that they would have DARED try.  he knew how fortunate they were that fernando and maria had even agreed to let him court their only daughter;  he wasn’t exactly what they’d had in mind. upon entering the grounds, the fall foliage complimented the manor home; the grounds elegantly reflecting the season around them.  he took the stairs two at a time, knocking once and entering through the main set of doors.  it was all a bit grandiose for his taste, but he’d gotten used to it over the years.  what he wasn’t used to was the red smoke heart that encircled him every time he entered.  it engulfed him in the spell of adora’s luxury perfume, announcing his arrival with its mere presence.  

        ironically enough, this was only his second visit to the manor home adora now lived in.  they’d seen more of each other before they started courting, the signed agreement stipulating that some of the things they’d once done as friends were now considered unacceptable for two people who were romantically involved.  their travel would be done separately now and between his work trips, and her own bite of the wanderlust bug, they were often in different cities or even countries during their downtime. he hadn’t realized just how much he’d missed her until she swept into view, trademark blue locks tumbling around her shoulders as he beamed up at her.  “ honey, i’m home. “  he teased,  as the doors shut behind him. 

[sclwvns]

「 @slyguyxevan liked for a starter. 」

“     as much as we don’t want this to happen.     i’m just rolling with the punches now.     we’re planning a      WEDDING.     and i will most definitely need your help.     ”     there was no use for alecto to oppose what her parents already wanted.     it was messed up,     yes,     she completely agrees.     but again,     at least they had the decency to betroth her to her best friend.

[ofsnckes]

「 @dlaneys liked for a starter. 」

        “ i take my tea with two sugars, thank you. “  esther’s smile was warm as the server nodded. she turned to the wix across from her, fingernails tapping the forgotten saucer.  she’d painted her nails with evanna’s ever-changing nail varnish, their color today a sparkling green reflecting the calm she felt within. this was her favorite tea shop and it was a rare day off from the hustle and bustle of st. mungos.  stress was the furthest thing from her mind.  “ i think i’ll have a croissant too. “ she decided as she flipped through the list of bakery items on hand that day. “ maybe two. “ she felt that she deserved the treat; it had been seven whole months since she’d left her husband.  it was the primary reason her varnish was sparkling green and not ambers or greys ( for anxiety, nervousness, and strain ) she’d rocked for months previous.  “ what about you ?  my treat. “

[scyre]

「 @damonfvk liked for a starter. 」

     “ say, maybe you can point me in the right direction. “  monty approached damon, his elbows leaning on the counter.  “ if one wanted to put a birthday announcement on the wireless, who would i speak to about making that happen ? “  to his credit, he was keeping a straight face.  inside, he was all too gleeful;  he could imagine the look on lezekiel’s face when the wireless announced to the world it was his birthday and welcomed everyone to come visit his job and celebrate with him !!  not only was it going to be HILARIOUS for monty,  but it wouldn’t hurt his best mate’s business any either.   really,  it was a win / win.  he knew there was always a chance that lezekiel’s sight could spoil the trick but it was still worth trying.  “ it’s november 13. “