sybillctrelawney

[sybillctrelawney]

Sybill giggled as she ran into Gideon. "I'm quite alright. I hope you are. Wouldn't want you falling down the stairs!" She said noticing he had been coming up while she was going down. "Well, I suppose both of us could have fallen down. That would have been a blast, don't you think?" Sybill laughed, thinking of a tumble. "Then again, it could hurt. Glad we didn't find out!"

Sybill was having a good time. She was glad she took the time away from her room. She needed it. "Oh, I'm quite alright. Better than alright, actually. The castle can be so much fun if you let it. Getting lost is part of the fun!"

Gideon had been getting a few things from his old dormitory when he found himself being moved about by the stairs. He was used to it but had forgotten the pattern in which they moved after moving to the little village of hogsmeade.

As he was beginning to move back down the stairs he almost lost his balance reaching out to grab the railing as someone walked into him. His first thought was to apologize as well but really it did seem to be their fault.

"No worries. Are you alright? Are you getting lost on the stairs as well?"

[sybillctrelawney]

"Oh, I had no one to come with. On my own." As usual, she thought. "Suppose I appreciate myself," she smiled on the outside. Merlin had the thoughts of having someone dote on her take part in her mind. They never truly had but lately -- lately it swam through her. It was confusing and she didn't understand where it came from but there she was. Laurent's words sent a little pang through her though she knew he didn't mean for them to. He was being polite. So Sybill just smiled. "Thank you for the compliment, Laurent. You look as handsome as ever. I'm sure your date is much appreciative."

Somehow Sybill hadn't had much interaction with anyone. It seemed that everyone was busy with everyone else. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Sybill enjoyed people watching and overhearing bits of fun conversation. But she was feeling lonely. Oh how the Yule Ball was bringing out such troubled emotions inside herself. But she had Laurent. She needed to focus on what she had rather than what she didn't.

"The Americans seem so different from us. I don't know how to approach them, they're so ...different." She couldn't think of another word. "I'm so strange to the Brits let alone the Americans. I can only imagine how interesting they are. I can't believe they're so open about magic. Wouldn't that cause so much trouble? At least they're nice enough. Maybe they would be brave enough to take on Sybill Trelawney. What do you think?" she paused. "What makes you take me on?"

Somehow, Laurent had managed to displace his date. He was truly never going to live this down if it got out and so he was doing his best to keep his head level as he turned to look through the crowd, wandering and looking for the other man while trying to make it look like he wasn't doing much of anything at all beyond taking in the grand spectacle of it all. And it was very much a spectacle. It seemed very much like Hogwarts and the staff had pulled out every stop. It was stunning. It also meant Gideon managed to disappear into it.

The greeting that Sybill called out turned Laurent around entirely from the direction he had been heading. "Sybill, hello!" He returned the greeting, the flickering candles catching on the fabric of his suit and making it dance. "You look lovely. I hope if you came with anyone, they are properly appreciating the effort that went into that look."

The Ilvermorny students were... Loud. That was the first thing Laurent thought of when he thought of them. The two that had shouted across the entire ball to discuss food of all things, the general rise and fall of their voices and energy, the impossible number of smiles and genuine responses to polite niceties such as how they were doing. They were loud and impossible to overlook. "They're nice enough," Laurent eventually settled on. "I'm fascinated by how they seem to approach magic. They're so terribly open about it, despite their history over there. Terribly odd, but terribly interesting."

[sybillctrelawney]

sybill / molly / indi / dahlia

For every 🎇 (or "FIREWORKS") I get in my inbox, my muse will tell you one thing on their New Year's Resolution list.

In case of Multimuse, don't forget to specify which muse/s!

[sybillctrelawney]

sybill / molly / indi / dahlia

Since there are a lot of “end of the year” asks, how about a “upcoming year asks”. So, what is in sight for the new year?

1. Are you looking forward to something in particular this year? 2. Are you planning on learning a new skill? If yes, which one? 3. Did you make a new year’s resolution? What was it? 4. Will some project carry thought from last year into this one? Talk about it 5. Name your top 3 goals for this year 6. Is there a song or a playlist that you want to be the mood setter for your year? 7. Is the concept of a “new year” with its resolutions meaningful to you? 8. How did you spend New Year’s Day? 9. Is there a book you’re planning to read this year?  10. Is there a movie you’re excited to see this year? 11. What makes you hopeful when it comes to this year?  12. A phrase or a word you hope to use a lot this year 13. Any thoughts on the new year ahead?

[sybillctrelawney]

It was a bit disarming to see Lucius Malfoy stop in front of her. Sybill hadn’t had much interaction with him so didn’t know what to think of him, only knew the rumors.

“Yes, well, one could have a good time in the corridor. They could be taking a break from being inside. You never know where anyone could be having a good time,” Sybill replied to Lucius’ question.

Nervous. Yes, she was nervous. And it was even more nerve-wracking having Lucius in front of her. It became even worse when he asked if she needed an escort. A stone jumped from her stomach to her throat but was too scared to say no. “An escort would be wonderful, thank you.”

@ma1foys

        it's obvious to anyone with a set of eyes that something is troubling sybill & making her nervous . her mannerisms are interesting , however , & lucius finds himself watching her for much longer than anticipated . so long , in fact , that she turns & locks eyes with him before he can scamper off inside . " you're asking that of someone standing outside the great hall ? you must surely know the answer , " he states , closed smile tugging at the corners of his mouth . " pardon me , but you seem a bit nervous , " he points out . " would you like an escort inside ? "

[sybillctrelawney]

“Never too busy?” Sybill could feel her cheeks flush. No one had ever said anything so kind. Normally people couldn’t get away from her quick enough. She knew she was a lot to handle but was never anything but herself. That included with Amos, he just saw a different side of her. Maybe if she was that way with everyone she would have more friends but that’s not how she operated no matter how she tried. She wasn’t ashamed but there was some loneliness. However, Amos made her forget that with every word he ever said to her.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to assume — she’s lovely, I couldn’t help but think that you would want someone like her,” Sybill blinked, “but I’m so glad to hear you have someone so close to attend such events with. Quite important indeed.” She nodded, “As for me, I make my own company,” she smiled.

Sybill took in a deep breath. “I’m not even sure what it means to have you take the lead,” she bit her lip. “I never had dance classes. Or danced with to anyone really.” Her lips went crooked and leaned in, whispering, “Where do I put my hands?”

@diggoryxamos

"I'm never too busy for you Sybill" he smiled softly. She wasn't wrong per se. Amos was usually in high demand, but then he could always make time for people he genuinely liked, and Sybill had definitely become one of those people "Penelope?" Amos looked at her confused, he didn't expect Sybill to be one to listen to the idol gossip about them that had been happening for years. Something Amos mainly just ignored. "I honestly don't think she could care less" he chuckled, amused. It was a completely honest answer "we're not here as that kind of date- she's just been my friend since forever- wouldn't want to go to something like this with some I didn't trust and stuff"

"I'm sure I can work with that" Amos was quietly confident of his dance skills, having been taught a range of formal dances when he was younger. "As long as you're happy to let me lead that is." He pulled Sybill onto the main dance floor, "May I?" he asked, checking before he placed his hand on her waist.

@sybillctrelawney

[sybillctrelawney]

where: walking in the crowd. who: laurent; @laurentborgiin.

Making her rounds and watching people dance, Sybill had a smile on her face. It was nice to see not only all the joy but the joining of schools. She had never met someone from the states and hoped she would have a conversation with someone from Ilvermorny during the night. She wanted to pick their brains out of her natural curiosity. So many of them seemed to meld with Hogwarts so easily. It was lovely.

Although there were new faces there were also many familiar ones. Sybill hadn’t seen such happiness since the welcome back party. The difference was that alcohol wasn’t involved she thought. And all of the students were there, not just the older ones.

While enjoying the view she saw Laurent. They hadn’t spoken in some time. She walked toward him, looking forward to hearing how he was doing. “Laurent,” she waved, walking to him. “It’s been too long. How are you? Enjoying the ball I hope. What do you think of these Ilvermorny students? I’m hoping to talk to at least one of them. I have so many questions!” She rambled.

[sybillctrelawney]

Sybill saw Amos across the room with Penelope, quite a nice lady from what she knew. She had to be if someone like Amos was there with her. She stood back and watched them so perfectly paired.

Amos had been such great company to Sybill. She didn’t feel like he was just humoring her when they laid there looking at the stars. She felt he actually wanted to be there and interact in a genuine way. There weren’t many people who gave that to Sybill. There also weren’t many people she felt she could calm herself enough to have a conversation where she wasn’t a spaz. Sybill was grateful for him.

When he saw her, Sybill stood up straight. “Hello, Amos,” she said surprisingly. “You looked busy. I didn’t want to bother.” Again, surprisingly he asked her to dance. “Won’t Penelope mind?” she paused. It would only be a friendly dance. “I warn you. I have two left feet.”

Where: The Ball; main room Who: @sybillctrelawney

Amos hadn't been at the ball too long before he saw Sybill. Penn was talking to a group of her friends so he excused himself, promising that he would be back shortly. Amos had a tendency to end up getting distracted when they attended events together. Of course, they were here just as friends like always but he wanted to at least try and honour the idea of going to an event like this together and spend most of the evening with her this time.

Amos had been surprised about how well him and Sybill had gotten along and how much he'd their conversation. He also found her to be a very calming presence. Something he knew could never be said about himself. He liked to think of himself as a warm type of chaos. "Excuse me ma'am" he said as he approached her "could i possibly have this dance." He gave her one of his winning smiles.

[sybillctrelawney]

where: outside the great hall. who: open; @noxstarters.

Sybill was nervous. It appeared everyone had a date to the ball but she didn't. She was a little embarrassed. Normally Sybill wouldn't care but something had been nagging at her as of late. It was strange but since Alice touched her so gently during the Hallow's Eve events, it's like something was unlocked that she hadn't ever noticed. She liked the physical attention. And she wished she had someone to give her a little attention.

Come on, Sybill. You have gone this long without anyone so why now?

She cleared her throat. There was nothing she could do at that point. She would be okay. It wasn't the end of the world. The ball would be a blast whether she had anyone on her arm or not. She had plenty of fun on her own for so long that this would be no different. Her hands straightened her dress, she fluffed her hair and turned to go in, locking eyes with another student. "Oh, hello. Having a good time then?"

[sybillctrelawney]

sybill trelawney || yule ball

[sybillctrelawney]

Sybill felt like, what was the phrase? A school girl. That sounded like a weird phrase but it sounded about right. She didn't know why Alice's touch brought butterflies to her stomach. That had never happened before. And it happened because of gum. Perhaps Sybill should thank the gum. The feeling was a good one, wasn't it? She thought it was supposed to be. To her it was foreign but still, it felt nice, good and weird.

Finally Alice stood and Sybill lowered her foot. She raised it finding it not sticking to the ground. "You're my hero," she said looking up at Alice with a small smile that said more than Sybill even thought she was thinking, wishing Alice's hand had never moved.

"Being in Hogsmeade and not going to Honeydukes is always against the natural order of things. I have such a sweet tooth." Alice could have easily walked away from her to find anything else to do but she didn't. Instead she offered to take her to the sweets shop. Sybill couldn't resist. "I would love the company, thank you." When she put her arm out she knew well enough what she was supposed to do and intertwined her arm within Alice's.

The touch brought another rush. Sybill looked down and smiled sheepishly. "Why bring little me to Honeydukes?"

@aliceelspet

@sybillctrelawney

Sybill was flustered and, honestly, it was adorable. The color creeping up Sybill’s cheeks took Alice back to her teenage years, with clumsy flirting and crimson blushes. It was endearing, but that in itself was a red flag. Alice didn’t do endearing, not anymore. Endearing led to feelings, which led to relationships, which led to having people to lose, and Alice had already lost too many people.

She frowned for a moment as she concentrated on the gum on Sybil’s shoe, and when she was done with that she pulled away, leaving her hand on Sybil’s shoulder but putting some friendly distance between them. “There, all taken care of.”

Alice smiled again as she stowed her wand. “Well you can’t be in Hogsmeade on Halloween without going toHoneydukes, that’s just against the natural order of things.” Alice winked at Sybill to show that she was joking. “Why don’t I walk you down there? We can look out for discarded gum for each other.” She offered the Ravenclaw her arm like a proper gentleman in some old Muggle film.

[sybillctrelawney]

"Private secluded places? Oh no. Never." Sybill blushed. And he called her pretty. She couldn't remember the last time someone called her pretty. Her family, yes, but anyone else, no. Oh, maybe Rita did in her own Rita way at Hallows Eve because of her dress. Even still, Sybill didn't recall her using the word pretty.

"Untoward? Never! -- I mean, there's nothing wrong with you, but I'm not -- I wouldn't -- I've never --" she was stumbling over her words as she did so often only this time she couldn't imagine someone even suggesting her being untoward anywhere. He was cute, but not someone she would ever even think of kissing if she thought of kissing anyone.

"I'm sure you're lovely." Sybill finally landed on.

@lucianflint

"It's okay," Lucian smiled, taking a step back once they were steadied again. "Mm," he hummed with a nod, an amused smile on his face. "It'll look like we're making excuses to meet privately in secluded places," he further explained.

He raised an eyebrow at her rather unconvincing smile. "You're very pretty. People could easily believe you're up to untoward things in dark corners," he disagreed. He did flirt with everyone, yes, but that didn't negate the compliments he did give. With her big brown eyes and sweet smile, she was undeniably pretty even if she wasn't is type. "Although you'd probably be too good to get up to anything untoward with me," he added with a cheeky grin.

[sybillctrelawney]

5,10,15

5. does your muse tend to prefer firmer mattresses or plushier ones?

sybill required a plushy mattress. it makes her feel like she's floating with the stars. it makes sleeping much easier and not like she's alone. with the stars she's never alone.

10. how many pillows does your muse sleep with? are they comfortable with just one or do they like to be cozy?

she sleeps with two pillows behind her head, holds one pillow in her arms and has a fourth pillow behind her back, hugging her. cozy and feeling loved is paramount.

15. how many hours of sleep does your muse typically get?

sybill sleeps for five hours each night but doesn't get up until after six. she takes the extra hour to enjoy her time in her comfortable bed as a break from the reality that she will face during the day. it's one of her safe spaces.

[sybillctrelawney]

Sybill was pleasantly sitting in study period reading her books on divination, highlighting the important parts — though for her that was everything; the entire book was highlighted. She was appreciative to have a designated time to sit down and concentrate. She did so in her room and the library but that was always on her time. There she was forced.

Deep in thought and deep in her reading Sybill was distracted by a little paper airplane that landed on her desk. She looked around, unsure of where it came from. “Hmm,” she hummed under her breath as she continued to survey the room.

@diggoryxamos

Where: Great Hall Who: Open

Study period was something Amos hated. There was nothing worse than been forced to concentrate in complete silence in the Great Hall for an hour. Amos was much more of a study in the comfort of his room person, preferably with Elrond curled up, purring in his sleep next to him. He had been at least attempting to get some of the essay done, but he just couldn't concentrate in this environment. When Amos felt penned in like this. It was when he wanted to create the most chaos. He took a new piece of parchment, scribbled down a quick note with a smirk. Folding it into a paper aeroplane, before sneakily aiming it towards his friend further down the the table.

[sybillctrelawney]

“Oh no!” Sybill said realizing she had bumped into Laurent who was carrying so many books and parchment. “You have such a heavy load there. Thank goodness I didn’t make you drop any of it!” She exclaimed.

“Working on essays and assignments as well?” she asked. He seemed to be in the same boat as, well, everyone nearing the end of the semester. Merlin knew she understood. If she hadn’t been wandering the castle for a break she would be carrying all sorts of things.

“Here, let me help you carry some of these things. It looks like you can hardly see.” Sybill reached out her arms. “Where are you headed anyway?”

@laurentborgiin

Laurent was not paying a lot of attention that day. Today was the day he has several meters worth of parchment due as a sort of mid-year cascade of final exams that all happened to be assigned on the same day as Binns had been the one to assign all of them and, as Laurent had learned over the years, refused to space out due dates. Which was to say, as Laurent was wandering the corridors, attempting to get from class to class, he did so with no less than five separate rolls of parchment sticking out of his robes and a stack of books seven high in his arms.

When Sybill bumped into him, he poked his head around his stack of books. "Not a problem," he reassured, "between the stairs and classes right now, the entire castle is out to make our lives a bit harder." He smiled at her as best he could, shifted the weight of the books into something a bit easier to hold. "Taking a study break, Sybill, or off up the divination tower again?"

[sybillctrelawney]

It hadn't completely occurred to Sybill that she would run into someone. Of course there was a chance but many people usually found another way to get around if the stairs were being obnoxious. The castle was big enough for such a thing. But she did run into someone. Lucian. Again.

"Oof!" She let out. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I -- people will talk?" Sybill was naive. She had an idea of what he was saying, but why would anyone think that about Sybill? "I don't think anyone would think that about me. You're probably safe," she smiled forcefully. She wished someone actuaily meant it but Lucian wasn't going to be one of them. He flirted with everyone he came in contact with.

Sybill hung her head slightly before lifting it to answer the question. "I'm taking a break from studying and running around the castle. Needed to get my legs moving and venturing the castle has always been a great way to accomplish it."

Lucian would do pretty much anything to avoid doing his assignments. It wasn't that h didn't want to do well, he just hated sitting still long enough to do them. That, and he found plenty of topics incredibly boring. Today though he really was intending on doing his essay. He was half way through writing about facial charms when he realised he was missing one of his charms textbooks.

After searching his dorm and the common room he still hadn't found his book so he took a walk around the castle to look for it. He searched the great hall first - got distracted with people he knew - and then started to make his way to the classroom he was last in. He was waiting for the stairs to come back when someone hurried off them, knocking into him.

"We've got to stop meeting like this, people will talk," Lucian said with a wink as he held Sybill's arms to help her so she didn't fall back down the steps. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" he jokingly teased, taking a step back so she had space.

[sybillctrelawney]

8. does your muse typically prefer sleeping by themselves or do they prefer the comfort of having another person in the room with them?

when sybill first came to hogwarts her dorm was warm and inviting. her dorm mates were lovely. however, it was her first time sharing a space with anyone. it took some getting used to. as much as she loved her dorm mates when she was given the chance to choose between a two person room ornament single she chose a single. not only because the feeling of people in the room a little odd but because it was easier to clear her mind.