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Cassie Lightborn

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a character in “Hogwarts: A Dark New Age”, as played by Caille

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F U L LXN A M E
Cassandra Felicity Lightborn

N I C K N A M E (S)
Cassie or Cass are the most common.

B I R T H D A Y
August 19th

A G E
Seventeen

Y E A R
7th Year.

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual.

E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian.

H O M E T O W N
Peebles, Scotland.

H E X
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S T Y L E
Cassie enjoys styling her personal clothes after various tv shows and movies from the 90s. So take Sailor moon outfits or outfits from the movie Clueless for examples. She loves a good high waist skirt or pant paired with a nice blouse. Other style beacons from the 90s and early 00s that Cassie enjoys are things like scrunchies or little hair ties. Sometimes the half-blood will even go for a doll-like look. Very chic and cute are probably the words she would use to describe it. Her hair is traditionally down with slight curling at the ends, but she has been known to put it up from time to time depending on the level of focus she's trying to gain.

Sometimes her motto for styling herself is 'dress to impress' or 'If you don't feel confident, don't wear it.' These mottos have helped her shape her overall appearance since her third year at Hogwarts.

H E I G H T & W E I G H T
5'5" and 117 lbs.

A P P E A R A N C E
Cassandra is a girl who knows she can entice someone with her looks. Sometimes she will joke around and mention she's probably entranced you. All in all she loves to use puppy dog eyes to pout or persuade someone to keep her company with things. Her eyes are a striking green, which tied with her red hair make her an automatic standout in the crowd. This is probably where her whole 'dress to impress' mantra comes in. She noticed early on that people could always point her out in a crowd, and instead of having an 'off day' or a 'homeless chic' day, Cassie decided she would always try to look her best even if she didn't feel it.

She stands at about an average height of five foot five. This is typically where she likes utilizing high waist bottoms to give her the illusion of longer legs. Overall Cassie is quite small in build and it only makes it easier to dress in the clothing items that she wishes to dress in.

Another part of her confidence or self proclaimed confidence comes out in her walk. The half-blood hardly ever glances at her feet as she walks down the halls, she walks with her head held high and can often be seen with a smile on her face.



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L I K E S
Vintage things are some of Cassie's favourite things. She loves to find old toys from the 90s, or collect records for her record player, she even owns a cassette player because she loves finding old cassette tapes lying around. Cass really enjoys thrift shopping for just about any item and loves to re-purpose things others would throw away as trash. Adventures are something Cassie is always willing to go on, she loves the rush of energy and the newness of all experiences. If you want to go for a car ride, she'll gladly do it. Making detailed reviews this really comes out in her willingness to try everything at least once. She isn't proud of all the things that she has tried, but she does try to write down in a review format on her experience with each thing to provide feedback and thoughts for her friends. Doing the run around with guys or girls. Part of her really enjoys the game of chasing/being chased by someone. Despite how childish it is she really likes a challenge or even when there's growing animosity between people.

D I S L I K E S
Mushrooms and no, not the kind that goes on pizza. She had a really bad trip one summer and hasn't really been keen on using it ever since. Authority for the most part she hates when someone acts like they have control over her and what she does. She respect adult authority, but has a hard time with people the same as her giving it. She doesn't like being that way, but she's not about to change it now. Lavenders have the worst smell to Cassie and she will refuse someone giving her flowers if there are lavenders in it. She believes that they belong in the wild and shouldn't be given in a bouquet or anything. Being alone is one of Cassandra's fears, she can't stand the silence the comes out from being completely by herself, which is probably why she can fill the void with talking all the time. Licorice is something Cass has a deep seeded hate for, she can't stand the texture of the taste, and don't even get her started of chocolate covered licorice.



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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Talkative is the nature in which Cassie runs on. It is something that has been embedded into her since she was a toddler. She has loved to fill any void or silence with her voice, whether that means she's talking about pickles or magic spells, really just anything. She has never really been shy and Cass is probably the first to introduce herself to anyone ever. There is no holding back because she's almost like a golden retriever, she just wants to be everyone's friend and can't quite help the nature in which she is.

Cassie is very humorous, whether it's just from the facial expressions she gives off, the stupid things she does or the jokes she makes you can almost always see her laughing or smiling. Cassandra has one of those contagious laughs too, which makes it worse and professors have probably deemed her as the class clown in most of the classes that she doesn't take as seriously. Cass likes to draw on her knowledge to play little jokes here and there on people, which can sometimes get her into trouble, but most of it is harmless.

Despite the fact that she's so friendly and funny with people, she does have a bit of a more serious or 'grown up' side to her which is when she's being flirtatious. Cassandra loves a good game of cat and mouse, or even just the aspect of charming people with compliments or pick up lines. She isn't always trying to get somewhere with someone, but she does believe in spreading love and making people happy, so she's always just been good at flirting with others and making them feel a little special. Cassandra rarely sees people she'd want to be serious with, but maybe those are some issues for another day.

To be Cassie is to have a certain level of confidence. She walks down the halls with her head held high and rarely ever will look down at the floor. It makes it easier to see people and interact with them, but also gives people the idea that she is strong and capable of most things that she puts her mind to. Cassandra is not the smarted person in the bunch, but she can give anyone an answer to anything just for the sake of answering. That doesn't mean her answer is right though, it just may sound like it is. She is good at playing off like she knows what she's talking about, and if you fight her on it she will either laugh or she will be stubborn and defend her point to the end.

this kind of leads to the last point about Cassie which is the fact that she is rather irrational. She doesn't always think things through and can have a matter of circling around for an answer before she gets to a conclusion, her mind doesn't think logically first. There is no point A to point B for her. Which is almost bad because Cassandra can talk herself into almost anything.


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F A M I L Y
The Lightborn's are an interesting sort of family. They are all caring and super supportive to each other, but that doesn't mean that they don't have their own kind of hectic chaos on certain days. Oliver and Delilah are a pair of the most supportive parents out there and they would do anything for their children. They have been married for twenty years now, and they haven't regretted it a single day in their life. The three sisters usually get along, but from time to time you can hear them fighting with one another. The three are very protective of their sisters though, so if you mess with one you end up messing with all of them.


Oliver Lightborn | Father | 43 | Muggle born-Wizard | Famous Author | Alive
Oliver Lightborn is a quirky guy to say the least. He has always been likable despite his awkwardness at times. He made best friends with Lachlan who was a known party guy and extroverted person. Their friendship lasted throughout their days at hogwarts and led to their own kids being super close. Oliver was placed in the Gryffindor house where he played as a chaser on the Gryffindor team. Being a pro player was never his goal, so he ended up doing stuff he really enjoyed such as comic book drawing and writing.

Delilah Lightborn (nee Lockwood) | Mother | 42 | Half-Veela | Editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet | Alive
Delilah is probably the best kind of mom you want. She is incredibly caring, loving and supportive. She is always there for her kids and will do anything to make them happy again. Delilah went to Beauxbatons when she was younger, but after her time there she ended up finding herself enjoying journalism. She used to enjoy recording music she liked to play and learn. If Delilah had grown up in today's day and age she likely would have had a youtube channel.

Laurel Lightborn | Older Sister | 19 | Quarter Veela | Alive
Laurel is a soft and caring older sister. She loves family and the ability to just sit down and watch family sitcoms. Laurel is very friendly, she made friends easily enough when she could talk herself to doing it. Laurel was almost the best example of child that the Lightborn's could have had. She was calm, got stellar grades, and musically inclined like their mother. Laurel was head girl and resided in Hufflepuff when she was at Hogwarts. Right now she's travelling around a bit trying to figure out what exactly she wants to choose for a profession. At the moment she's feeding dragons for a job, but she'll be onto the next one soon enough.

Iris Lightborn | Younger Sister | 16 | Quarter Veela | Alive
Iris is a spitfire, much like Cassie is. Iris and Cassie are very close in age and just very close in general. The two of them enjoy the company of the other and often act as if they share a brain. Iris just isn't as into sports as Cassie is. Iris used to play on the team as a chaser, but decided quidditch just wasn't the nice that she wanted. Iris is very stubborn and hard to budge at times, but ultimately she enjoys keeping herself busy. Iris is in Gryffindor with Cassie. .





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H I S T O R Y
Cassandra Lightborn is the second child of three and was born to live in the shadows of the accomplishments of her parents. Her parents both working up to the positions that they currently hold. Her father being a comic book and book author that's quite well known, she couldn't walk much of anywhere without people realizing who he was and wanting his autograph or asking questions about his next upcoming books. It used to bother Cassie all the time because she never felt she could compare to that or that she wasn't going to get enough of his attention as a kid. As she grew older that changed and she ended up talking to him about it, which they're totally fine on now.

One thing that really shows her fathers love of comic book literature is that he was super into super hero comics and its not surprise as all three of his daughters have a name that takes after someone on the universe.

Walking around with Cassie's mother on the other hand, usually people were afraid to cross her because they feared how she could word and article for the paper, or being the subject of her stories. Her mother never had such intentions, and she actually used to be on television as a news anchor, but it didn't totally pan out the way she wanted it to.

Cassie did grow up with her older sister and she always wanted to copy her and everything that she did. Cassandra has always looked up to Laurel and sought out her advice on things, despite the fact that Cassie tries to act independent. They talk about anything and everything usually, which sucked when Laurel got to go to Hogwarts first and again when she graduated from Hogwarts.

During their Hogwarts days, Cassandra only got closer with Iris rather than Laurel, but the three of them would be seen walking back and forth between the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor tables. They rarely fought and if they did the whole school would have known it.

A more touchy part of Cass' time during Hogwarts is when she ended up dating her father's best friend's son, Wyatt. Wyatt is a Gryffindor along with Cassie as well as they're childhood friends. They started dating when Cassie was thirteen and this went on for two years. Their relationship was usual puppy love stuff you would see between people who thought they were in love. They would hold hands in the hallways and send notes between each other in class. They even sat on the couch together while watching TV. It was honestly one of the more pure moments in her life.

Wyatt eventually moved into that moment when a boy decides its funnier to joke around with your friends than be nice to your girlfriend. So around his friends he would treat her differently and make off handed comments that would strike Cassie in the wrong way. Eventually it was because of Wyatt that she was introduced into the party scene and they went to all sorts of parties together in the summers and at Hogwarts. Wyatt loved the adrenaline rush that was going out and trying new things.

Things only escalated as Wyatt grew more cold and distant. Cassie just wanted to fix things and make him be the same person she was used to knowing, but it was no use. Ultimately the summer leading into their fifth year just after Cassie turned 15, she found Wyatt in the bathroom with the contents of drugs he had used. Cassie feared for his life so she immediately called the ambulance to come get him as well as had to do the hard part of telling his twin brother and parents about what happened. She wanted them to know so he could be safe and hopefully get off of everything he was doing.

When Wyatt woke up he shrugged Cassie off for the rest of the summer, and on the train back to school he exploded at her and broke up with her. Ever since Cassie and Wyatt haven't really spoken and she hasn't been too fond of commitment or being in a relationship, but mostly due to the fact that she's scared of losing people.


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B L O O DXS T A T U S
Quarter Veela

W A N D
Black Walnut with a unicorn hair core. It is approximately 11 3/4 in size.

P A T R O N U S
Basset Hound.

H O U S E
Gryffindor.

B O G G A R T
Isolation and being alone.

F A M I L I A R
A Bengal cat named Jerry. Cassie has had Jerry since first year and he's been a pain in her butt since.

A N I M A G U S
Fox

S P E C I A L I Z E SXI N
Flying as Cassie's ultimate goal is to become a professional Quidditch player.

F A V O R I T EXC L A S S
Flying and Divination.

T A L E N T S
Being seeker of the Gryffindor quidditch team. Cassie's mind is very fast and she's constantly scanning for additional movement. Her hyper active mind makes her a good fit for the position. She is also really good at finding good deals at thrift stores and good at seeing potential value in things others see as trash.

S T R E N G T H S
Being there for her friends, having the courage to do things that may not be seen as the best option, and she's quite capable at transfiguration class, despite it not being on of her favourites.

W E A K N E S S E S
Not being able to stop and think clearly before proceeding with things and running her mouth faster than she can learn to stop it. Along with this she can also be rather dramatic and petty at times. Some of this can show up in a bit of jealousy she may posses from time to time as well.


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Cassie Lightborn's Story

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The smell of fresh smoke. The rumbling of voices echoed. The clatter of metal trollies scraping across the ancient station's stone brick floor, as well as the thudding of countless footsteps of first years. The old train station that secretly held the platform known as Nine and Three quarters was alive once again. First year students were mixed among the older students that were simply saying goodbye to their loved ones and got onto the train, as the young ones shed a few tears as they'd be leaving their wizarding parents or guardians for the first time.

Where were they off to? No other place than Hogwarts, the School Of Witch Craft and Wizardry. It was once the most popular wizarding school in the world, secretly tucked away in Scotland. Hidden away from Muggle knowledge, as well as the rest of the world, that was until May 2nd, 1999. A tragic event that shook the world by storm, The Batte Of Hogwarts. The Dark Lord, whatever else one may want to call him, Lord Voldermort who was once called Tom Riddle, and his band of Death Eaters and followers attacked the school simply for the last Horcrux, as well as Pure Blood Supremacy and to end all blood ties that weren't pure. But there was one thing that stood in his way, Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived and all the students that gave their lives to help defend the old school, and each other. But as years passed, the death of Voldemort and few of his underlings still hiding in the shadows, Hogwarts had since slowly come back to its former glory.

It has been two full decades since the Battle Of Hogwarts happened, and the reopening of the school. A handful of old professors returned to the school, as well as a few others. This would be a hopeful year for the students, as some are going for their last year, or their first year at the famous school. Students young and old said their goodbyes and slowly boarded onto the train.

That was two weeks ago...






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Jessie Carter
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| Slytherin | Parseltongue x|x#026e4f |


The sun crested over the tips and walls of the ancient castle as the surrounding animals and wild life awoke with the rising sun. Most of the professors and staff were well awake for a few hours by the time came for the students to wake up and prepare for the day. After struggling to find themselves rolling out of bed, most half dressed by the time they hobbled into the Great Hall, still adjusting their uniforms, they split into groups for their respective Houses and sat down as they awaited for breakfast to be served with came in waves with varieties of food that would make any normal muggle salivate with a single smell. But for these students, it was all too common and familiar, almost immediately falling back into routine as they all woke up after finally getting some food into their bellies, well, some woke up faster than others.

Jessie was busy wiping the sleep from her eyes as she had fallen asleep far too late the previous night as the first few week gitters were still in her system. Even if it was her last year, she still felt a bit of anxiety course through her veins every year she came here, even if this was their second semester of this year. Some things just never changed apparently. But, some things did and some part of the young Slytherin could feel it. Something was off, ever since she stepped back onto the grounds, Hogwarts itself felt a bit off, even if the others didn't feel it. She was shaken from her thoughts as the tong of one of the first bells sounded, signalling they had thirty minutes left before they'd have to prepare for their morning classes.

All that the young blonde had on her mind to help distract herself from her thoughts was the fact that they'd be having a Quidditch game latter that day in the mid afternoon, with another one to follow later that night. First up would be Gryffindor vs Slytherin, and then Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw in the later hours of the day. They'd still have time, and at least she'd have something to look forward to. Not that things were ever a bore, especially considering she had all her friends, things were just tense, and she didn't think anyone else felt it, and if they did, damn were they doing a good way of hiding how they felt.

Jessie was about midway through her breakfast as she looked around the crowd of students, busily digging into their food. Her eyes scanned for a specific face, one she still didn't see since she woke up. Tilting her head to the side as she spoke, "You haven't seen Cas either right?" she asked the platinum blonde male Slytherin and wrapped one of her arms around his shoulder. "Assuming they've overslept again, huh?" she said teasingly to Eden. Removing a small piece of paper from her cloak, she quickly wrote something down and after casting a short enchantment spell, she watched as the paper formed into a small paper airplane and quickly dashed out of the Great Hall and disapeared out of sight. "That should help wake them up a bit, don't ya think?" the Slytherin teased as she put her wand back away in her cloak.

Leaning back over to Eden, laying her head on his shoulder, "You ready to fuck up some Gryffindors later today, mate?" she said with a jovial smile as she let him go from her iron grip, making sure her voice would have been heard by a few certain students that sat down from them by only a few chairs. Casting a small wink at one of the students, a certain red haired, female Gryffindor, before looking back away to her fellow House mates and listened to their ramblings as they finished their breakfast.








Castiella Monroe
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The morning sun began to streak its way through the large, stain glass windows of one of the dormitories as multiple figures were still fast asleep in their beds. Being back to the old routine after only two weeks of being back for the semester hadn't full set in yet, and often times some students were still fast asleep as others were already down to the Great Hall for breakfast. It was only when a piece of paper that was shaped like a poorly crafted airplane was sent under the crack of the dorm door and found its target in the ear of a sleeping red head. "What the fuck..?" a soft voice mumbled as the figure that received the pointed end of the paper to their ear sat up grumpily. Rubbing the sleep from their eyes, Castiella un-crumpled the paper and quickly read it over, their eyes widened. "Oh shit! We're gonna be late, again! Shit!" they cursed, tossing the blankets off of them as they quickly jumped out of bed, taking a few pillows and tossed one each at the other three sleeping forms in their respective beds. "Kai! Lex! Elise! We overslept, again! Hurry up and get dressed or we're gonna be late...Well, later than we already are!" they shouted, bare feet stumbling across cold, hard wood floors sent them quickly running to find socks. Seeing as it was still just getting into spring, someone must have forgot to set the heater in the room to go all night, which would explain the cold air in the room.

Cas came back a few short minutes later as they had finished changing into their uniform as they finished up brushing their hair and applied as minimum of makeup as they could within a few short minutes. "They're gonna kill us if we're late like this again, already. Ya'll already know the drill. I take the heat for it and you get off as easily as they'll allow. Got it? Besides, they can't be too mad at us...We're only...thirty minutes late for breakfast, fantastic." their voice dipped off into a minor mumble as they checked their watch on their left wrist. Looking back up at the others that had finished getting dressed, "Alright, let's go already, bitches." they gestured as they flung the dormitory door open and began to make their way out of the room behind the other three, while struggling with their tie as the small group made their way to the Great Hall.

The small group stumbled down the halls as they tried to quicken their pace, they needed to get there for at least fifteen minutes. Cas would feel bad if they had made everyone late and had them miss out on getting their breakfast. The four exchanged small talk and jokes as they made their way towards the main archway to the Great Hall. "Monroe? A word, if you please?" a voice called out, which caused Castiella to stop and turn their head nervously to where the voice had called from. Cas gave a small wave and gestured with their hand to give them a moment. "Hey uh, you three go on ahead, I'll just be a moment." the Hufflepuff said with a small smile as they turned and made their way over to the figure that had asked to speak with them.

Castiella shambled over with a coy smile on their face, leaning against the wall, "Morning, Professor." Cas said nervously, ringing their hands together. "I trust you slept well, Castiella." the professor said with a chipper smile. Cas sighed as they rubbed their face, "How much trouble am I in?" preparing theirself for the worst. The old woman sighed, placing a gentle hand on the student's shoulder, "Just try to keep them in check, yes? This may be your last year, but Cas. You can't drag them down with you. It's your duty as an older student, the Quidditch Captain, and most importantly Prefect to be an example." Cas gave a small nod of their head, rubbing the back of their neck as they did so, "I know...I know. I'm sorry. Things are just, rough. You know. I'll try to be better, but I will have to take this next meeting off...If that's okay?" the old professor gave Castiella a small smile, "I understand. You don't need to apologize. Just, go get some food, maybe that will wake you up a bit." Cas gave the woman a smile, "Thank you, McGonagall. I owe you." they gave the headmistress a small nod and smile before turning and made their way back to the Great Hall, and found themselves making their way to where their friends were. Cas took their seat in the middle of two of their friends, "Boom..." Cas poorly imitated the sound of an explosion as they placed their head on their hands that were placed infront of her on the table, looking up at Lex, "They're gonna kill me one of these days, I can feel it...Or worse, gonna get expelled." Cas muttered teasingly before lifting their head from the table and placing it on Lex's shoulder as they sighed.






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Character Portrait: Jessie Carter Character Portrait: Cassie Lightborn Character Portrait: Eden Thomas Character Portrait: Shane Montgomery Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Harvey Gibson
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Cassie Lightborn
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|Gryffinfor | Quarter Veela | #A7D3CF|


Cassie was way too excited to actually sleep well on her first night back. It had always been this way for her for every time she came back her. The red head was just always so ecstatic to see all her friends again and be in the halls of Hogwarts to really want to sleep and wait for the first official day back.

That was what the girl would miss most about being graduated from this place. She was going to miss all the people she could have a conversation with or all the intense Slytherin-Gryffindor quidditch games and yes, Cassie was even going to miss Harvey and his little breakdowns. So when it rolled around to six in the morning Cassie was already in her robes and sitting on her bed until it was a bit more of an acceptable time to bother people.

Immediately as sound could be heard throughout the entire area, Cassie pushed her way out into the common area, to which she hadn't even seen Shane quite yet. Her eyes continued to scan the room and so far she could spot her little sister and a few others, until she saw it. The furrowed in eyebrows, the lips pressed together almost as if they refused to talk, it was Shane and immediately she walked over to him and lightly poked his side.

"Mornin' knuckle head. Don't be too grouchy okay?" She said giving him a looking and wagging her finger in front of him before she walked off. She knew it was a bad idea to stay linger around him, so she ended up walking towards the great hall and grabbing a seat.

By the time most of the people were in the Great Hall, Cassie had been sitting between Mac and Harvey, and she was about to say something to them when she could hear a voice in the distance. She could feel the shift on her face as a grin spread across it.

"You wish you even stood a chance!" Cassie said loud enough for Jessie and Eden to hear her. Then she turned to Mac and Harvey.

"Did you guys put your names into the tournament?"

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Shane Montgomery
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Gryffindor | Animagus | x|x #802e45


Shane was one of the few students to stay back at Hogwarts when everyone else went back to their families for Christmas break. With not much of a family life outside of Hogwarts, or even in the school grounds, he didn't have much of a reason to leave for the holiday. Family matters were a messy situation that he didn't feel like getting involved in, and hadn't looked back to going back home during breaks ever since his third year. Not like his family wanted him back anyway. He was seen as nothing but trouble, and kept to himself when he did go home, locking himself in his room and just staying to himself. Less trouble for others, and less of a pain in the ass for him having to deal with people.

McGonagall was one of the few people that understood Shane's reason for staying, and gladly accommodated him each time, making sure he had everything he'd need and left him to his own devices, but always left her office door open to him if he ever needed anything. Which, was few and far between, but he did come to her with more questions, which sadly she didn't know anything that was of any help. His birth parents were an enigma to everyone, even her. Shane wasn't looking forward to when the others would return, he liked the quiet and peace he had in the castle, and the dorm rooms. But, it wouldn't last long, and on que as always, two weeks later everyone was back, and things were going as smoothly as he knew they would in the following weeks since then.

Waking up again at early hours wasn't something he struggled with, if anything it kept him in routine and in pattern. It helped him at least know a few things about his life and who he was, and that's all that mattered. He was wide awake in the common-room about two hours earlier than everyone else, reading a book by the fireplace before the first toll of the morning bells signaled it was time for breakfast. He finished putting his book down on the side table by the time a familiar voice called out to him as she poked him in the side. Cassie Lightborn. One of the Gryffindor Quidditch team members, part Veela, and one hell of an annoying presence that was a constant thorn in his side. But, he couldn't deny that she had her charm about her, and she was one of the least annoying people he knew, even if she did tend to bother him. With a heavy sigh, he rolled his eyes at her comment, "I wasn't going to, but you might have just ruined it, Red." he called out. Shaking his head for a moment before he too began to make his way to the Great Hall for some food before classes started.

Shane entered the Great Hall a few short minutes later, and felt all eyes go on him for just a fraction of a second before people went back to whatever they were doing if it wasn't filling their faces with food or spreading gossip. He made his way down the aisle to his seat at the Gryffindor side as he heard one of the Slytherin's heckle the Gryffindor team, as they had a game later that day. Without even making eye-contact or any indication to acknowledge the person, he brushed passed the girl in question, pushing her into the table slightly as he silently walked past. "The fuck is your problem, mate?" Jessie called out as she had spilled some water all over her from being pushed into by Shane. Who simply gave a small shrug of his shoulders as he continued to walk down to his spot and take a seat, which was far away from the others. He looked back up across the way to make the briefest of eye-contact with the Slytherin Seeker, and gave a silent wink before turning back around, eating his breakfast.




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Character Portrait: Jessie Carter Character Portrait: Castiella Monroe Character Portrait: Cassie Lightborn Character Portrait: Eden Thomas Character Portrait: Shane Montgomery Character Portrait: Raegan Durham Character Portrait: Rosemary Persephone Doe
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✧・゚: *xxR a e g a nxxxxD u r h a mxx*:・゚✧
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Slytherin / #8FBC8B / Seventh Year
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xxxWelp, Raegan and mornings never go well together in the same sentence. So it's no surprise they chose to sleep in rather than wake up early and have enough time to get ready and look presentable. After just barely washing their face and brushing their hair, they strutted down to the Great Hall excitedly. They had a Quidditch game scheduled for today and they were more than ready to get back on their grind, plus it was against Gryffindor and winning against their long-time rivals (even though it was mostly just for fun now) would be great for their ego.

Rae trained every day on Christmas break with their father, and now that it was their last year at Hogwarts, they had to make an impression if they planned on going pro. So this last few months: no distractions, no (unnecessary) flirting, no big elaborate pranks. Or at least that's what they told themselves.

Once in the Great Hall they passed by a few other students, like their fellow teammates Jessie and Eden, giving them both a smile and a thumbs up, signaling they were happy and ready for the game. Then proceeded to sit down in front of none other than Rose. No surprise there either, both were not only roommates but also pretty darn close.

"Hey Rose! Have you seen Raul? Couldn't find him this morning," they had fallen apart just before the break and Rae was trying to mend their relationship back together, in spite of her ego. So she spoke of the first thing that came to mind, her rat, and tried to maybe get Rose to actually talk to her other than formalities.

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Character Portrait: Jessie Carter Character Portrait: Cassie Lightborn Character Portrait: Eden Thomas Character Portrait: Shane Montgomery Character Portrait: Roan King Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Professor Cameron Leahy Character Portrait: Harvey Gibson Character Portrait: Orion Abernathy
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McKenna James // Gryffindor// 7th Year Animagus // Location: Great Hall
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Mac hated Christmas. Not a popular opinion to have among her peers, but it was true. It had nothing to do with the weather, or decorations, or an abundance of grinchy tendencies, just that the holiday season hadn’t held a lot of cheer for her since Mac was ten. Christmas meant either empty halls in a too quiet castle, or awkward stilted silence with her mother in her boyfriend’s new townhouse. Living in the muggle world was like trying to fit herself into a skin that was too small, too itchy to keep on for long. It was claustrophobic, not to mention exhausting trying to play act at being something she wasn’t. It was a farce she’d never been able to keep up for long, and there lay the problem. Her mother never said it aloud, but Mac knew magic made her uncomfortable. Andy, Mac’s step father to be if she was reading the signs right, was a nice man, as average and muggle as they came. He had no clue what Mac was, nor had they ever really made it past the stilted pleasantries of near strangers enough for her to believe that was ever going to be a wise thing to change. Magic had ruined one chance at love and happiness for her mother, the least Mac could do was not sabotage her second. So mostly Mac just stayed at Hogwarts for the holiday, and no one ever protested too loudly, if at all. It was just easier for everyone that way.

Mac wasn’t alone at Hogwarts exactly, there were others even in her own house, like Coal and Shane, who usually stayed as well. But Shane was well…Shane, no amount of holiday misery bonding was really going to change that, and even Coal tended to be unusually...quiet. It was the only time of year Hogwarts felt cold to her, though Mac infinitely preferred staying in the only place that had felt like home to her in a very long time. Still, it left her antsy, anxious for a return to the usual noise and bustle of students in the castle. Excitement pent up during the weeks of their absence. So if Mac went a little overboard once everyone returned well...who could blame her really? Harvey apparently, as he gave her an impression of his best ‘disapproving prefect’ stink eye as he blandly ate his oatmeal. They both knew who was behind the army of purple origami otters currently running amok across the Hufflepuff table, and her smug glance as she watched a few of her brave little minions nestling up into the dark curls of Roan’s hair did nothing to dissuade her friend's suspicions. Mac had been on something of a tear lately, not unusual for the first couple weeks back, but considering they had a game today, her focus was usually more single minded toward quidditch.

“For the love of Merlin, please tell me that’s all you did.” Harvey groused with a sour look, watching as some of the otters started swimming figure eights in some of the goblets of unsuspecting Hufflepuffs, including their Care of Magical Creatures Professor, who had picked up a few to take with him to the staff table so he could examine them more closely. The far more amiable of the Leahy Professors seems to have befriended her little creatures, which...wasn’t really surprising given what she knew of the man. “Now?! Really?! We have a game today Mac, I think Professor Leahy might actually murder me if we lose.” Harvey hissed, appearing genuinely nauseous at the thought of reporting into their head of house should they not perform at their absolute highest caliber today. A quick glance at their DADA professor and her sharp green eyes burning a hole in Mac’s back was all it took to know that the head of Gryffindor had also pinpointed very quickly who was behind the lavender otter hoard menacing the Great Hall, though so far she’s made no move to stop it. Mac shot her a cheeky grin, which earned a golden brow raised in return. “Gibs, I am shocked and offended by those hurtful accusations. How could you ever think me capable of such a thing?” Mac shot back a transparent denial. Coal’s snort was immediate, but he didn’t comment further.

“I would never-” Mac’s defense was suddenly cut off by a loud series of popping noises emanating from farther down the Gryffindor table, pink glittery foam bubbling forth from Orion’s bag, sticky and clinging stubbornly to anything it touched, namely the boy in question as it grew larger and began spreading out and up. “Do any such thing to someone we're playing against today…” Mac finished with a sour look of her own. She was going to have to tinker with the formula there a bit. That little present wasn’t supposed to go off until potions class.

“The sparkles were a nice touch.” Coal added mildly. “Maybe a pinch of itching powder next time though to really give it some flare..” Mac’s eyes lit up at the suggestion. Now that was some helpful feedback, so not a total loss it seemed.

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Harvey Gibson // Gryffindor// 7th Year // Location: Great Hall
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Harvey’s eye honest to god twitched. This was it, today was the day they drove him over the edge. There was a nice padded room waiting for him in St. Mungo’s, because reining in this bunch was driving him insane! Between Mac’s antics, Coal cheering her on, and now Shane actively antagonizing the Slytherin quidditch team, there was never a moment’s peace. Cassie retorting back at the Slytherin team’s heckling was fair enough, but that was all it took for Cal to jump up in his seat no doubt prepared to start spouting a litany of taunts all his own, and Harvey had to physically yank him down by the shirt tail. “Sit down and eat your breakfast. Protein go!” Harvey barked, and the younger Gryffindor chaser grudgingly complied, shoveling a whole slice of bacon in his mouth as he chewed with a pointedly grumpy look at the Slytherin table. Cal was a good kid, but a little excitable sometimes. Harvey didn’t need him doing something stupid to get tossed out of the game before it had even started.

As Cassie turned the subject to the tournament, Harvey’s demeanor became a bit more uncomfortable. Of course he’d signed up, how could he not? It was a proving ground only a handful of witches and wizards each generation were chosen worthy to even compete in. And there was the problem. Signing up wasn’t the same thing as being chosen. There was a part of him dreading the upcoming ceremony, that knew what the goblet’s decision was going to be. Harvey had never exactly measured up to the Gibson name, his famous siblings each shining stars in their respective fields. How was he ever going to look any of them in the face again after so public an admission of his inadequacies? Part of him didn’t even want to admit having signed up, plausible deniability and all that, but Cassie had asked, and he wasn’t going to lie about it either, so instead he just nodded, pensively taking another bite of his oatmeal.

“Yeah, did you?” Mac replied to Cassie’s question cheerfully, and Harvey was glad to let her take over the conversation from there.

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Character Portrait: Jessie Carter Character Portrait: Alexis Halliwell Character Portrait: Castiella Monroe Character Portrait: Kai Embrey Character Portrait: Cassie Lightborn Character Portrait: Eden Thomas Character Portrait: Shane Montgomery Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Elise Duchamp Character Portrait: Ronan Malcolm
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Jessie Carter
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| Slytherin | Parseltonguex| #026e4f |


Jessie chuckled as Eden confirmed that he was ready to kick some Gryffindor ass later, which she was looking forward to greatly. She felt the corners of her lips curl into a grin as Cassie called back with her own quip, "We'll see, if you decide to show up on the pitch that is!" Jessie retorted. Looking back at Eden, as he shifted his position on the bench so he could look at her properly. She tilted her head quizically for a moment as he brought up the Valentine's Dance they were going to be hosting for the Tournament this year. She rolled her eyes as an exasperated sigh escaped her lips, which quickly turned into a clenched jaw and furrowed eyebrows at her friend's next comment. Quickly getting a good right hook in his arm as he tried to get away, "I honestly don't know what you're talking about. I don't have any date in mind, nor do I plan on going, honestly." she retorted under an equally hushed voice as she shot him a heated glare for a moment. "Besides, if I had anyone in mind, why the hell would it be Gryffindor? They're all a bunch of stupid and pret-uh...Pretentious assholes that I have no interest in whatsoever." she recovered quickly. Brilliant save, Jessie. Truly. Barely being able to catch herself as her mind scrambled to find the right words.

"And for that, I hope you get taken out by a Bludger later toda-" Jessie was cut off mid-sentence as she was suddenly pushed forwards into the table by someone passing behind her. Causing her to lose her grip on her cup and spill water all over herself. The young Slytherin shot her head over her shoulder to see Shane quickly stomping his way down the aisle between the tables, "The fuck is your problem, mate?" she shouted at him, only receiving a small shrug of his shoulders in a response. Tossing her hand up quickly for a moment to give him a quick middle finger, before turning back around.

"Scratch that, I want him to get taken out by a Bludger." she mumbled back to Eden, grabbing something to help dry her off. "I honestly don't know what I did to piss that jackoff off so badly, but at this point I don't even care. i just want it to stop." Jessie muttered. Her eyes scanned the room to see Shane sitting down at his table, returning his smirk with her own thousand mile glare. Maybe if she stared at him long enough he'd combust. One could wish anyway, god knows how many people would pay to see that happen.

"Well, now that my morning has been officially ruined, I really am glad we get a game today. I need something to hit." Jessie grumbled. There were very few people that genuinely pissed her off in this school, and even fewer people that she enjoyed being in their company of. And sometimes, even those people couldn't help out way the countless assholes that resided in each house. "How much trouble do you think someone would get in if...I don't know...Somehow Shane's hair were to somehow turn purple? Or even green? I know he hates green. Especially...bright green? Like Slytherin Quidditch uniform green." she questioned Eden, "Hypothetically speaking, of course?" the young Slytherin gave her friend a small wink and smile before going back to finish the last few bites of her food before classes started, seeing how they had Potions first meant things were going to be tense right off the bat, which was just wonderful and exactly what she needed with how her day was going so far. If things were going like this so early on, hell knows what the rest of the day held in store for her. And she was not in the mood for any of it.








Castiella Monroe
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| Hufflepuff | Werewolf x|x#a82b02 |


Cas shot Elise a short look as the half Veela told her not to worry about it, or that she can take the heat next time they got in trouble, thanks to her Veela charm, getting away with things happened to be easy. Well, easier anyway. While Cas did appreciate the perks it came with, they knew they couldn't abuse that so much, that and they needed to step up in matters of being a Prefect. "I think it's best we don't uh...Abuse that as often anymore...I don't think we can get away with it all the time, El. But I do appreciate it." Cas said with a small chuckle. Giving her a playful wink, as well as returning the heart-shape gesture to Elise before turning their attention to the tables across the room, seeing a bit of a commotion going on between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Their jaw clenched slightly as they tried to notice what was going on.

Cas arched an eyebrow as they somewhat heard Elise's question, taking a moment to try to piece together it fully. "Oh uh, I'm actually not sure yet. I know it's part of the Tournament and everything but, I may pass it up. But, we could always go as a group, like you said. But don't let me stop you from all finding dates, ya know? I want you all to be able to enjoy yourselves." they said with a smile, before looking back over as they heard voices shouting off in the same direction as before. A small growl erupted from their throat, which sounded more like an annoyed groan as they could feel their blood coarse through their veins, a small burst of anger crept through them easier than it would otherwise, seeing as the fullmoon was tonight, which would explain why they slept in so late again. "Excuse me for a moment, ladies...I'll be right back. Just give me a second to deal with something." Cas flashed them a quick smile before standing up, and began to make their way across the room towards the commotion between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Just being able to make out that it was Shane clearly bothering Jessie and her friends. Of course he did, why wouldn't he? He was always being a royal tool, and Cas wasn't sure if it was them being a werewolf that made them prone to annoyance, or just Shane existing at all.

The Hufflepuff took a deep breath, as they formed a tightened fist by their side as they sauntered over to the long haired, male Gryffindor. "I'm just gonna say this once...And once only..." dragging their black painted nails across the table to the cup in front of Shane, holding it with their hand, and took a sip. Water. Perfect. Cas flashed him a small grin before swiftly dumping it onto his head. Water spilling all over him. "You fuck with my Snakes again, or anyone else for that matter, and we'll have issues. Do you fucking understand that?" they questioned. Shane simply shook his head as he attempted to dry himself off.

"I don't know what you're problem is...But how about you fuck off-", Shane started as he turned towards Cas. Who simply only grabbed him by his shirt, and pushed him into the table. "I don't give a single flying fuck what you have to say. But you pull something off like this again, I will bring it to the Professors, and I really don't think it would look good on you for that. Now would it?" Cas mused. Shane clenched his jaw as he looked up at the Hufflepuff, "No...No it wouldn't." he replied dryly. Cas returned a wry smile, "Good. Now sit the fuck down and leave them alone." Cas said as they released his shirt from their grasp as they stepped back, finally looking around to see that dozens of students and even some teachers had stopped and been watching the entire encounter unfold.

Castiella straightened out their clothes, "What?" they said with arms raised, as if encouraging anyone else to try something. The other students simply shook their heads and went back to their business, not getting involved. "Good..." Cas huffed, shoving their hands back into their pockets as they made their way back to the table, casting a quick glance up at the few teachers that were in the Great Hall eating breakfast as well. Ronan, the Quidditch coach for Slytherin shot them a small wink and nod of approval before going back to her food. As Castiella made their way back, they noticed several origami otters fluttering around the Hufflepuff table, taking a quick glance at Mac, they stuck out their tongue and flashed her a wink. Sitting back down next to Lex, Cas let out an exasperated sigh, "Sorry about that...I smelt some bullshit and just...ya know...Did what I do best." Cas gave a small wink to their friends.

"But in other news, as for the Tournament. I so put my name in. Even if I'm not chosen, it's worth to put my name in, seeing how it's my last year and all. Figured why not. Might as well try." they shrugged, turning to grab at least some food while they still could. Mainly just some bread, two apples, while also dropping a few cookies into their pockets for later. Truly was a miracle how their robes were always kept clean and not stained with food by now.

"But, what I was thinking is...For those that are picked by the Goblet, we should maybe all hold bets to see who lasts the longest before they tap out. See who cries first, ya know, the usual that we've heard rumors about from other people." Cas said with a small chuckle and grin before going back to eat some more food before classes started. But their mind was busily focused on the fact it was going to be a full moon that night, they'd need to figure out some way of getting out of the castle again, they were slowly running out of viable options and excuses, and they weren't one to reuse answers. God forbid someone catch onto it and figure things out before they had a chance to explain for themselves, yet again.






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Character Portrait: Jessie Carter Character Portrait: Castiella Monroe Character Portrait: Cassie Lightborn Character Portrait: Eden Thomas Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Kiara Wright Character Portrait: Harvey Gibson Character Portrait: Coal Abernathy Character Portrait: Ophelia Prescott Character Portrait: Ryou, Seong-Min
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Ophelia Prescott
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|Slytherin | Pure-Blood | #BC7EB7|


Ophelia was always one of the last few people to come out of the commons room or to head to the great hall. It was overall safer for her instead of walking in the big crowds, or for her to go too early that if she tripped and fell no one would be there to help her back up. A sigh escaped from her lips as she brushed her hair for the hundredth time, just making sure it was smooth or just giving her something to do to let time trickle past.

She wondered what it would be like if she got the chance to live life normally. Go down to breakfast with her classmates at the same time, jab each other in the ribs, or even if she could fly on a broom perchance. It was all a heavy weight that she felt on her day to day life and there was no escape. Instead it was her lying in bed just watching something on Netflix that she downloaded the night before coming back to Hogwarts. But she only had so many episodes left before some of them would time out.

She would do this until everyone was up or majority of everyone was up, and then she would move on to opening her trunk and finding her robes, brushing her teeth and getting dressed. Lia would sit on the edge of her bed and just listen for the murmurs to calm down in the common room. She could always hear something, whether that was different conversations going on or it was people laughing out there.

By the time she started to walk out into the common room it was empty or relatively close to it. It felt lonely to say the least, and she could feel the pit in her stomach as everything was getting to her today. It was days like today that the coldness really settled into her bones and made her uncomfortable, Ophelia felt lost and angry with herself all in the process.

Her mother came to mind and she couldn't help but feel the bubbling anger that let her feel as though it was all her fault. She wanted to break something and then break down, but instead she just resorted to calming herself down one breath in a t a time.

The one truly helpful thing was the growl of her stomach that signaled she definitely wanted breakfast and she was going to go down to get it.

Ophelia left the room and began on her trek to climb up the stairs to get into the main part of the castle. She took her time as the last thing she would want to do is slip and fall back down on them. It has led her to be in so much more pain than she's felt in a long time.

As she came out from the dungeons she could smell breakfast and hear that chatter from all the students and she felt hopeful and happy for a moment. Hearing all the people and knowing she would get to interact with them for a few moments before they had to all waft out to class, was a nice feeling. She could feel semi normal in the great hall, and she was fairly sure that it was one of her favourite parts of the day, aside from just being curled up on the couch in the Slytherin common room.

As she entered the hall, she could see Cas over at the Gryffindor table and for a moment she found herself stuck watching them as they interacted with Shane. It stifled a bit of a laugh from her, and in some way Ophelia felt bad, but she was sure Cas wouldn't do something like that for no reason.

Walking over to the Slytherin table, she could hear her feet against the floor as she finally made it to the part of the bench Jessie and Eden were on and she sneaked her way onto the bench next to Eden and immediately placed her head on his shoulder. The pair were used to just leaning on each other whenever they were in class or in the great hall. It was either a way of saying hello or 'hi I'm mentally exhausted today.' in the moment Ophelia was both.

"What's the hot new gossip around here?" she questioned softly to both Eden and Jessie. She wanted to feel like she was part of the group and part of whatever was going on that she had briefly witnessed and missed for whatever reason.





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Cassie Lightborn
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|Gryffinfor | Quarter Veela | #A7D3CF|


Cassie was not surprised that the chaos began to rise at the Gryffindor table. Mac and Coal were awake and it would only be a certain amount of time until Kit got in on it as well. Cassie was actually being quite tame today all things considered, she knew sometimes her and Mac would plan little pranks during dinner just to watch Harvey's reaction. Which almost as if it were on cue or something, Harvey was having a reaction to this morning.

Now?! Really?! We have a game today Mac, I think Professor Leahy might actually murder me if we lose.” Cassie couldn't help but stifle a laugh as Harvey was scolding Mac a little bit.

"Dear naive Harvey, losing has never been an option for us. We're simply the best." Cassie said, trying to boast a little more as she looked directly at Jessie with the intention of hearing what she had to say. "I mean, especially when we play against Slytherin. They're destined to lose." It was in that moment that she could feel her heart race a bit more and to Cassie she's always chalk that up to just the rush of talking smack, but talking smack against Slytherin to Jessie was a different feeling entirely. Probably just because Jessie was her rival in almost everything and they fought about stupid shit all the time.

It was in that moment that Cassie watched as Cal was trying to get up in his seat to say something, but Harvey pulled him back down, “Sit down and eat your breakfast. Protein go!”

Cassie gave Cal a light back on the back and leaned over and whispered to the younger Gryffdinor, "One day, I promise." She said with a small smile.

When Mac replied that she had put her name in and asked if Cassie had, she nodded her head. "Why of course I did. I love a good competition. Anything to prove I'm the best." The redhead said, showing a giant smile as she fake gloated about herself. If she couldn't try to boost her confidence up by any sort of means then what was she going to do?

It was at that moment that she noticed Cas was over at their table, and she had to blink her eyes for a moment, when did they get here? Cassie watched as Cas dumped water over Shane, and she did everything to hold back a giggle, so her hand was placed promptly over her mouth. As Cas left to go back over to the Hufflepuff table, Cassie gave them a high five.

"I will be back." Cassie said as she slipped out of her seat and headed over to the Slytherin table. She plopped herself down next to Jessie and began to pick up a piece of toast from her plate. "What did Shane do now? need me to accidentally send a bludger his way or something?" the redhead asked with a big grin before she took a bit of the toast that she stole from Jesie's plate.

"I think your toast is better than mine, at least you got that going for ya." She said teasing Jessie a bit. "Could probably just some jelly or something, is there any near by?"





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Kiara Wright
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|Ravenclaw | Half-Witch | #67A57F|


Kiara continued on with her reading of the article, she enjoyed reading about innovations and the way in which people were mimicking other innovations to create something entirely different. Instead though she continued on with her witty banter her brother had to offer.

The brunette could hear a small soft voice and it alerted her senses more than the yelling and stupid comments going around, those were normal, but a soft voice was not. Her eyes looked up to see Seong standing there and for a few moments she analyzed the student. She had seen a little bit of Seong, but she hadn't fully introduced herself or gotten to know her.

Kiara felt it was better to make friends with someone you don't know because you never know what they could offer or you never know when you'll need the bridge. Besides maybe she'd be a good source for her blog posts about all things drama.

"Of course, it would be my pleasure to have you sit beside me, Seong." Kiara spoke with a smile on her face and gestured to the seat next to her.

"How are you this morning? Finding everything okay?" She asked.

She could hear all the commotion going on down by the Gryffindor table, and she just rolled her eyes. She did think there was some humour to it, but if she was caught in stuff like that and her parents found out, it would be game over. Kiara just stayed out of trouble and continued on with her own stuff.

This did mean though that Kiara was trying to keep an ear open, she had been listening to everything in hopes that maybe there was some sort of scandal going on or something that would be newsworthy. She would have to talk to Eden more to get insight later, perhaps she could steal the seat next to him in potions.




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eden thomas
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slytherin | #ff9b81 | metamorphmagus
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xxxpassing every face you see the first time
xxxsinging every piece as you walk by
xxxproving that with all of my mistakes
xxxthat we are not the same
Cassie’s reaction to their bad-mouthing made Eden laugh as he returned Raegan’s thumbs up. He pitied the staff members that were going to have to deal with them during the day as they all waited and just got more and more excited for the game, a thought that was further proven by Jessie continuing the bad mouthing.

He knew by Jessie’s reaction what was about to come and saw the punch coming but didn’t move out of her way quickly enough to avoid taking the right hook to the arm. It hurt like hell, but it just made him laugh. Her comments about the Gryffindors just made him teasingly raise an eyebrow and take a long drink out of his glass. Shane’s arrival and actions provided a welcome distraction though. Eden handed Jessie his napkin to help her dry off as well. “He’s just a dickhead, sweetheart.” His face lit up at the suggestion of revenge. “Oh… I don’t know. They’d have to get caught first, of course. But if they roped in a few others and just happened to know a metamorphmagus who could shift the blame… well, who’s to say?” He mused. The arrival of a certain redhead to the Gryffindor table made Eden’s grin widen. He nudged Jessie’s leg with his and tipped his head towards Shane and Cas. “Looks like Mama Cas is dealing with him for us. I bet we- er, whoever would hypothetically dye his hair green could rope them in to help.”

Eden didn’t have to look and see who it was that was leaning their head on his shoulder. He knew almost instinctively who it was by their gentle manner. He leaned his head against Ophelia’s momentarily to comfort her. “Shane was being a dickhead and Cas just dealt with him for us. And we’re discussing the Valentine’s Ball. Are you gonna be coming, Ophelia?” He asked.

Cassie arrived on the other side of Jessie, and Eden leaned forward to look at her. “Hey, Cassie, we’re talking the Valentine’s Day Ball. Are you going? Got anyone special in mind for a date?” He asked, keeping the look on his face innocent so he’d be less likely to have a bludger aimed directly for his face later.

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Jessie’s attention managed to be broken up part way when she heard a small scuffle coming from the direction she had been looking at previously. Familiar, but hushed voices seemed to be having a conversation, and the young Slytherin looked back over her shoulder to see Cas having pushed Shane into the table, and was clearly threatening him. She couldn’t help but form the smallest of smirks on her face at the not so subtle display between the Gryffindor students and Hufflepuff Prefect. Shane was an utter asshole, and she couldn’t blame Cas for coming to her defense. She watched as Cas walked away, giving Cassie a small high five, and gave the Hufflepuff an approving nod and wink. Looking over at Raegen as she noticed them coming in and gave them a small wink and smirk in return for the thumbs up.

Shaking her head for a moment as she folded her arms over on the table before taking the napkin that Eden offered and patted herself dry as much as she could, it was better than nothing. She gave Eden a small chuckle at the comment of Shane being a dickhead, “You can say that again, yeah.” she muttered. But at his retort of her suggestion of revenge, she gave him a genuine smile and nod as she giggled somewhat energetically that lasted but a moment. “This is why you’re my favorite.” she grinned as she momentarily ruffled his hair and grabbed him by the chin.

As Eden mentioned Cas, she nodded, “Oh of course. Shane should know not to fuck with us by now. Cas is always on his ass about this shit. If he even had an iota of brains he’d know that by-” she quickly took a short pause as Ophelia sat down, not wanting to bring down the poor girl’s mood or cause her any unnecessary stress. She already had more than enough shit to deal with in her own life. They weren’t exactly as say Ophelia and Eden were but, Jessie felt like she needed to look out for her specifically, putting her health conditions aside. She just didn’t know why.

Hey, Phi. And eh, You know. Just Shane and his usual shit.” Jessie muttered, before she took a bite of toast, letting Eden explain things. Her eyebrows raised as she shot a quick glance over to the Hufflepuff table across the hall, “Aaand it looks like there are now paper otters on their table…” she chuckled slightly, damn Mac and her shenanigans. Giving the Gryffindor a small wink of approval.

Jessie rolled her eyes once more as her brain went back to the comments aimed from Cassie about the game, letting those small ones roll off her back like water to a duck's back. Sure, they lost a few to Gryffindor, but...They won some, and today would be no different. She could feel it. They had to win at least once more, pride be damned. She wasn’t in the mood to lose.

For what felt like the third time in just an all too short amount of time, Jessie found her attention being taken back to the direction of that one spot of the Gryffindor table, but only to see Cassie sitting down right next to her on her left, as Eden and Ophelia were on her right. The Slytherin rolled her eyes as an exasperated and overd-dramatic breath escaped her lips. “What didn’t he do?” she mumbled dryly. “First, he’s a royal pain in everyone’s ass, pretty sure you can agree that much, Cassie. And second, he seems to get off on only ever really targeting me, for whatever reason. So, there’s that.” Jessie stated plainly, before taking her cup of water and took a sip. Which she almost immediately choked on at Eden’s mention of the Dance, she knew exactly what he was trying to do. She shot him a glare as she placed her cup down, “I retract my earlier statement, you’re the absolute worst.” she muttered.

Jessie soon side-eyed Cassie as she swiped a piece of her food from the plate. A small grin creasing her lips for just a moment before it disappeared. Deep in thought. For just a moment.

You also could just ask if you wanted to share my food, right? You don’t always have to steal it, I thought that was against Gryffindor House rules. And please, we have better things than just toast compared to you lot, trust me.” the blonde said with a small wink before turning to look a few seats down from the table, locking her eyes on a small, fifth year, male Slytherin student. “Hey shortstack, pass the jam spread, please?” she questioned with a short whistle. Kieran shot her a glare as his eyebrows knitted together for a moment, “Why…?” his voice was low, as if not wanting to answer the request behind it as his mouth was full with food.

The young Slytherin leaned in close across the table, keeping her voice low, “Because I will break you with my god damn boot if you don’t? Now, just pass me it, please.” putting extra emphasis on the please. Kieran’s eyes widened slightly, but not before rolling his eyes as he picked up the small plate with various jelly and jam spreads available. As it was handed over, another hand grabbed the plate and walked onto the other side of Cassie as the figure sat down. “Oh come on. Astrid, I’m not in the mood for this shit. Why do you always have to do this to me?” Jessie questioned with an annoyed tone as she looked over at the dark haired Slytherin. “No, but your reactions always are worth the extra effort.” Astrid stated, her light Scandinavian accent coming out for just a moment. Jessie shook her head, “You’re all going to kill me one day, I just know it.” Jessie stated dryly, placing two fingers to either side of her head. Astrid chuckled and handed Cassie the plate of jams and jellies for the toast, “There you go, Sweetheart.” she flashed Cassie a smile before quickly eating some food as she too woke up rather late. She’d need the food for the extra boost of energy for the day. Smiling happily.

With a small sigh, Jessie lifted her head back up and craned her neck to look back at Cassie, propping left leg up onto the bench, keeping her foot flat against the bench as she rested her arms atop her knee, “Alright, so aside from stealing food from me, and terrorizing me. What else are you doing over here, Lightborn? You don’t usually bother me unless you want something from me.” she eyed the red haired Gryffindor up and down for a moment, “So, what is it?” she asked with a raised eyebrow, not once taking her eyes off from Cassie. Waiting patiently.





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Cassie rolled her eyes while she was eating the bits and pieces that she had grabbed from Jessie’s plate. There had been zero hesitations in her grabbing the food that she had because it was basically second nature for her, but apparently Jessie still wasn’t used to it and to that the red head felt a little insulted.

“Well yeah, when is Shane not an arse? Maybe he picks on you so much because he has a crush on you.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders before going back to eating the rest of what she had stolen from Jessie’s plate. Jessie found herself rolling her eyes at the comment about Shane, “We don’t talk about Shane, crushes, and me in the same sentence.” the young Slytherin found herself choking a bit at the last bit, barely able to get that out, as the sentence alone made her feel sick. Shaking her head as she tried to get rid of the comment from her mind

Cassie laughed as Jessie lectured her about taking food off of her plate. “Don’t act like you know the rules of my house, Carter. Besides, oh no ten points from Gryffindor, Slytherin’s would still have to get more than five points for that to matter.” Jessie couldn’t help but grin at the continuous jabs at her house, shaking her head once more before she reached over for her cup of water and took a short sip before she resumed her conversation with Cassie, “Oh love, are you sure you’re not failing your Muggle classes? ‘Cuz it seems your math is a bit off there. May need to get that checked, if I were you.” The Slytherin student gave the red haired woman a small wink before recorrecting her posture on the bench, stretching slightly for a moment.

As Jessie began to get jam for her, Cassie began to lather it on the remaining piece of toast she had. “Look, I actually really enjoy toast. It reminds me of how crusty your quidditch team is.” Maybe this wasn’t the best table for Cassie to be cocky, but she was sure most of Jessie and Eden’s housemates knew Cassie was just bugging the living crap out of Jessie. The blonde couldn’t help but chuckle at yet again, another jab at her house. But no one, and she meant no one made fun of the Quidditch team. Turning her head to look back at Cassie she spoke up again, “Are you sure you’re talking about the right team? Last time I checked, I wasn’t on Ravenclaw’s Quidditch team.” she flashed a short smile for a moment, before turning to look at Eden.

Then Cassie leaned over Jessie as she looked to Eden. “I was going to go, yeah. And I don’t know, maybe? But I think it’s a bit of a cliche...Ask your crush to a valentine's day ball. I think that’s too much, even for me.” The red head could feel her heart thud against her chest harder than it had before as her palms got a little sweaty. She wasn’t about to blow her cover now. “What about you guys?"

Jessie took a moment to ponder over the question at hand, pretending like she hadn’t already answered it a few times by now. She simply gave a small shrug of her shoulders for a moment before answering, “I’m not sure, actually. Sure it’s gonna be a part of the Tournament and everything but, I don’t think it’s really my thing.” she gave another shrug, “Besides, you’re supposed to have like a date or something for it and like...I dunno, don’t really have anyone in mind, nor do I think anyone would really want to go with me anyway, so I think I’ll probably pass. But, that shouldn’t stop you guys from going, enjoy yourselves and what not, right?” her eyes glanced from Cassie for a moment, before taking a small glance in Eden’s direction. Giving the Slytherin male a look he’d know all too well; Shut it, or it’ll be your ass in the dirt later. Before quickly looking back over to Cassie, inching a bit back as she hadn’t realized just how close Cassie had gotten to her, “So, aside from all that, what are you thinking if you get into the Tournament? How long do you think you Gryffindor's can last against us Slytherins?” Jessie said with a smirk as one of her eyebrows rose slightly.

Cassie rolled her eyes as Jessie became her usual self. Dances never seemed to be something Jessie was into, or maybe that’s just how the red head felt. She groaned for a slight moment and looked her in the eyes.

“Jessie, do not give me this bull shit. Do not be the person that’s too cool for school, these will be the moments you’ll want to remember.” A hand brushed through her locks as the red head looked over to Eden and then back to Jessie. “You don’t need a date, I more than likely will not have one.”

There were a few moments of no words exchanged before the mention of the tournament and their rivalry sparked. Cassie looked at Jessie with a ‘really?’ look before sighing and answering. “Please, don’t embarrass yourself Carter. If you spent half the effort you put towards your smack talk you may just beat Hufflepuff in the tournament.”

Jessie forced out a genuine laugh at Cassie’s last comment, pinching the bridge of her nose for a moment as she took a short inhale of breath before sighing over dramatically. “Well first off, I highly doubt these will be the days I want to remember. For the most part anyway.” the Slytherin said before taking a sip of water as she reached for the cup, before placing it back down on the table. “Besides, missing one stupid dance isn’t going to really change anything. But if it would make you happy and get off my back, then sure. I’ll go to the stupid thing. I guess.” Jessie said with raised eyebrows as she rolled her eyes.

If there was nothing else that she hated more, it was having to get dressed for a damn formal event, nevermind a stupid Valentine’s Day ball. Sure, even if she didn’t make it into the tournament, she could still go. But she didn’t see much of a point in going, but she’d try to make the best of it and go for a few hours, and then probably just planned on going back to the common room and getting absurdly drunk anyways. Couldn’t hurt too much, she guessed.

“And second, I’m pretty sure my skill set alone automatically makes me have a higher chance of winning that tournament compared to any of those stoners.” she said casually, “But you? You on the other hand...May need to brush up just a tad bit on your skills if you hope to have any chance of beating us. Your spellcasting could use a bit of work, Cassie.” Jessie grinned.

Cassie could feel the excitement dance around in her chest when Jessie agreed to go to the dance. It wasn't the most agreeable responses, but she would take it. Mentally she was so excited, but on the outside she remained calm. Her palms were getting a little clammy, but she took that time to play around with a little butter knife in her hand. Without thinking about it the words just sort of slipped out of her mouth.

"Great! I'll meet you at the bottom of the staircase then at like 6 or whenever the ball starts? I'll bring a flask and make it worth while of your attendance." Cassie said with a giant goofy grin on her face as she laughed. It was in that moment that a bit of panic washed over her. Was Jessie going to take that another way, did she even mean that in that way?

Instead Cassie instantly just began to play with the knife more as she let it prod against the wood table in between her fingers. "Anyways, clearly you are blind because you have no idea what my skill set even is. Also who says you will be in the tournament for sure?" She said rolling her eyes a little bit as the annoyance was coming back into her tone.

"Lastly, on a more serious note. I wouldn't turn my back on those so-called stoners. If that's how they are stoned, imagine if they were sober for awhile." She said with a small shudder at the thought. Hufflepuff may have been the strongest house and no one knew it.

Jessie was taken aback by the initial comment, before grinning mischievously for a moment, “Well, sounds like a date. I’ll be on time.” she gave a small wink before looking away for a moment as she took a short, deep breath. Looking back at Cassie, “Oh hun, I’ve seen your skill set, and-” Jessie eyed her up and down for a moment, “I’ve seen a first year with more skill on a broom than you.” The Slytherin teased.

“Well, I never said I was going to be in the tournament for sure. Just a possibility. But, Slytherin is gonna kick your ass. Just how it is. You should know that by now.” the Slytherin looked over her shoulder at the Hufflepuff table once more, grinning as utter chaos ensued. Per usual some pranks had been set up and was causing nothing but mayhem. “Well, I’m not turning my back on them, Cas is a close second in terms of skills...Where it counts. Decent duelist, good with herbology and shit like that but...The moment any of them stay sober for longer than five minutes at a time? It could for sure be a close call. Unlike you lions...Seem a bit rusty. Maybe a Quidditch game will help you guys loosen up a bit, eh?”

The words echoed in her head. ‘Sounds like a date’ and Cassie couldn’t get them out as the feeling of panic and hurriedness came about. Her brain would not focus on anything else. The red head slowly put the butter knife down and tried not to show any sign of her panic.

The smack talk came in one ear and took her a second to process, and she wasn’t so quick on rebutting this time. “Kicking my ass doesn’t mean they’ll win.” She said with a slight shrug of her shoulders.

“Cmon Carter, trying to nip at my flying skills is low, we all know I’m the best flyer in this school.” She said, shaking her head before getting up.

“I uh, should probably get going though before Harvey loses his mind.” Cassie more so just needed to be in a panic safe space where she could maybe sort everything out. Is she going on a date? Is this ball thing a date now? Cassie could feel her hands be a little shaky, but she just shoved them in her pockets instead.


Jessie grinned as Cassie commented on the Hufflepuff team kicking their ass, "No, doesn't mean they'd win. But it'd for sure make one hell of a show." she mused, stretching out her neck for a moment as she yawned. "And oh, it was more than just a minor nip, dear. I was dragging it through the mud. Just like what I'll be doing later today in our game later today." the Slytherin mused.

Jessie's eyes darted from the Slytherin table, to the Gryffindor table as Cassie mentioned Harvey. "Yeah, I'd say that would be wise. Don't want his Quidditch uniform getting twisted into a bunch from him stressing so hard..." Jessie teased, looking back at Cassie. "See ya later, Lightborn. Classes should be starting soon anyway."





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Ever since they first sat back down at the table, Cas could feel the look from Lex. That damned, upset, disapproving look. Cas didn’t know why whenever they tried to come to their friends’ aid, whenever it was Shane starting shit, Lex seemed to have an issue with it. If anything, she should have been worried about her friends, even if Shane was someone one of Lex’s friends. Which, Castiella still didn’t understand why. He was a pain in everyone’s ass, and for whatever reason, Lex seemed to be able to blissfully look past it. Something that didn’t sit right with them. But, Cas chose to ignore it the best they could, and just shrugged it off. They were only being as irritable as they were due to the full-moon anyway, at least it’s what they were using as an excuse. Not that they were even feeling well to begin with. Not that it was a valid excuse. But whenever a full-moon came around, well, they felt off. Even looked paler and more sickly than they normally did. Which, they just passed off as well, monthly situations, that only a few people truly understood even what Cas really meant by that statement. Shrugging it off.

Cas was content with the topic going to the tournament like they intended, they didn’t want to focus on that damned dance any more than they had to. They’d probably just hole up in the dorm-room or go off and do who knows what, seeing as it would be a full-moon that night as well. Which only caused their brows to furrow together as they became trapped deep in thought. Even if by the off chance of them getting put into the tournament, they’d have to somehow manage to avoid anything that involved full-moons. The last thing they’d need is to not only expose themselves for the affliction they had anyway, but turning into a werewolf around others would be anything less than ideal. Besides, they’d be putting more lives at risk, and that would be something they’d try to avoid at all costs. It was essentially a mess.

Cas didn’t know when it happened, but they had absentmindedly let one of the paper origami otters jump into the palm of their hands, and instinctively pet it and stroked the edges of the paper. The paper copy of the animal silently nuzzled into the touch of the hands that held it, as it was relatively sentient enough to act on its own, like most magically manipulated objects did.

There weren’t many things that upset them, or bothered them really, but the list was small but solid. And some of the topics being thrown around wasn’t making them feel any less uneasy. Hell, if all else failed and they needed a ‘date’ to the stupid dance, they had some possible ideas, but none of them were truly ideal in their mind. Not who they’d truly want to go with anyway. God were they stupid. Cas found themselves shaking their head as they got out of that mindset, they didn’t need to bring themselves down or feel shitty for themselves now.
They did it enough as is. Cas just barely caught the last few people who confirmed they entered the tournament. Gently placing down the small paper creature back onto the table as it flopped about and scurried off with its friends.

“Well, regardless of who gets put in there...Try not to die, right?” they forced out a chuckle, looking down at their watch, “Alright, we should probably start getting ready to go. Potions in five.” Cas gave a soft nod before they began to stand up, and make their way over to the staff table for a moment, eyes landing on Trevor Sprout, the Herbology professor. The young professor smiled as he saw Cas make their way up to him. “Good morning, Castiella.” he said with a smile that met his eyes. “Good morning, Professor.” they said with a small smile that lasted only a moment, before they began to fidget with their hands.

Trevor licked his lips for a moment as he understood exactly why Cas had come up to him, digging casually in his jacket’s inner pocket. The two casually looked around and made sure no one was staring or thought it odd of them to be talking, which it wasn’t. People knew that these two were rather close, and wishing each other a small good morning was never out of the ordinary. It was an usual daily routine at this point, so nothing could be suspected.

The professor took another moment before he outstretched his hand, for a seemingly innocent enough handshake, and Cas purposefully wrapped his hand with theirs, completing the simple handshake before pulling away and stuffing their hands into their robes’ pockets. “I hope you’re doing well, Cas.” he said with a small wink. Cas gave him a small nod, “Always, Professor. I hope your day goes well. I’ll see you later for class.” they both shared a small nod, and knowingly look before they parted ways with a small wave as Cas broke away and went back to the group of Hufflepuff students. Feeling the small vile in their pocket, clasping it casually in their hand. They could take it later, all that mattered was that they took it before the moon rose, they’d be fine. Cas gave the others a small smile and Lex a short but knowing look,
“Ready to go?” they asked with a small nod as they gestured for the door as students began filing out of the Great Hall and for their respective classes. For them, it was Potions. Lovely.







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Classes felt like they couldn't pass soon enough, for students or teachers as everyone knew what they all were waiting for. The announcement that would take place later that day, for who would be going into the tournament this year. Bets had been placed, jokes had been made, and whispers were spread around classes as students eagerly awaited. With Potions having been the first class for many of the 6th and 7th year students, well, to say things went by smoothly for poor professor Arthur Talbot. From a few beakers and potions exploding among all the tables, (whether they were sabotaged by Slytherin or Gryfindor, or simple mishaps could have been anyone's guess), or the constant whispering among some friends throughout the Houses. To say Arthur had his hands full throughout the first and second period of the day could only be the understatement of the century. But the class came and went, with more students pouring in after the first set of students left.

The next few classes passed by rather swiftly, but that wasn't to say any of the students made any of the teacher's jobs easy. They never did. It was only as the day went on, and eventually came of the more anticipated events for that day, the announcements. Next of course would be the Quidditch games that evening but, first the students would be finding out who was being put into such an anticipated event, and who to cheer for and so on. As classes finally came to an end, the students were all filed into the Great Hall once more, filing into their respective seating by their House benches and tables. Awaiting feverishly as silence fell throughout the room.

Soft footsteps echoed as a figure walked from the main entrance of the room, and slowly made their way up to the front of the Great Hall, taking post at the small podium at the front of the small incline infront of the teacher's table. Which was filled with all the staff, who were clearly just as eager to find out who was chosen. The figure finally spoke as the woman's face lit up with sheer enjoyment, "Welcome, students and teachers of Hogwarts."" Headmistress Minerva McGonagall spoke, her voice easily heard throughout the room. Her eyes scanned the room for a moment before she continued, "This year, we welcome you all to the traditional announcement ceremony, where we find out who will be put into this year's Tournament." her voice boomed further.

"This year, is a special one indeed. As we will have a special event coordinator with us. He's come a long way from Germany just to help with the events as he does every five years."" McGonagall said as he stepped aside, motioning with her hands as another figure rose to his feet from the table and met by the Headmistress' side. "Sir Damien Steele." she introduced the man as a roaring applause from both students and teachers filled the Great Hall, "As many of you know. He is a former Ravenclaw of Hogwarts, and former Quidditch player. Who has been so gracious to join us for our Tournaments." Damien gave a somewhat bashful smile as he raised his hand in protest, "Oh goodness. You flatter me, Minerva." Damien mused as he gave her a cheerful smile, before turning to the students. Taking place at the small podium. "It always brings me great pleasure and excitement whenever I return to my old school grounds, in coordinating such an event as this one. I've seen many students bring great honor to their House, and I expect nothing less from you all this year. For I feel like this one will be rather unforgettable-" his eyes glanced around the room at at the students, certain faces standing out to him in particular, who he quickly composed himself once more as he went on. "-As we have many talented students in each House, I know you'll do your friends proud." Damien gave a large grin on his face.

"-But, the most important thing about this Tournament? Is for those who enter, will be going against each other in tasks and challenges, all for one particular thing-"" Damien turned around and removed a silk covering, to expose a large cup. The one that students had only ever heard of, or seen once in their life if they were in their fifth, sixth, or seventh year by now. "Let's find out who has the chance to compete for this, shall we?""




A large, rough wooden goblet which was alight with blue flames appeared at the center of the room as the lights overhead seemed to dim, but didn't fully go out. The room was cast in a hellish, blue glow as Damien Steele stepped forward towards the Goblet, dancing his fingers across the old artifact for a moment. "The Goblet of Fire will decide who is meant to take part in the tasks that will unfold."" he began, looking around the room for a moment, "When your name is called, you are to come forward and join your fellow Champions. Each house will be split into Three teams, made of two. After all Champions are called forward, you may choose your teammate and we will officially begin within a month from today." the room fell silent for a moment, before six slips of paper came from the Goblet until, they flittered into Damien's hand. He took a moment to read the names.

"Your six Champions for the House of Gryffindor are...McKenna James, Harvey Gibson, Quinn Howards, Shane Montgomery, Cassie Lightborn, and Logan Pierce!" he shouted, as a mix of applause and cheers rang throughout the room as the Champions rose to their feet and made their way to the front of the Great Hall. Standing from shoulder to shoulder as the cheering eventually came to an end. Damien grinned before turning to the Gryffindors, "Welcome to the Tournament, Gryffindors. May you bring your house the Pride you Lions are so very known for." he grinned.

Within moments, more paper slips came shooting out of the Goblet, Damien catching them as he did before. Taking a moment to read them before speaking aloud, "Your six next Champions, for House Slytherin are...Jessie Carter, Stirling Patterson, Rosemary Doe, Eden Thomas, Linnea Blomqvist, and Danica Roche!" Damien called once more. The same cheering and applause thundered throughout the room once more as the Champions all rose to their feet and made their way up to the others. "Welcome to the Tournament, Slytherins. May you too bring your house the Pride that your house is all too known for." Steele grinned cheekily as the students in question.

Another few short moments passed, before more paper shot out, once more reading them off. A grin formed over his face, "Well...Ain't that something..." Damien mused to himself, before clearing his throat. "Your Champions, for Hufflpuff are...Roan Everette, Castiella Monroe, Kai Embrey, Edward Taylors, Elise Dunchamp, and Alexis Halliwell!" Damien shouted. Cheering and applause filled the room once more as the Students chosen rose to their feet, as well as Cas having to help Lex stumble up to the front of the room, standing along the chosen students. Damien chuckled at the display for a moment, "Well, welcome to the Tournament, Hufflepuffs. I'm certain you shall bring Pride to your House this year as well, you Badgers always seem to make an impression amongst the Tournament." he couldn't help but genuinely chuckle.

"And lastly, the last six Champions, for House Ravenclaw!" Damien shouted, slips of paper bursting through from the Goblet. He took a moment to read them over once more, "Crispin Finlay, Kiara Wright, Tarra Anderson, Maggie Monroe, Victoria Jamison, and Archibald Korren!" Damien announced, cheering and applause filled the air once more as the names were called. But Damien took note how this applause and cheering, seemed a bit too forced and exaggerated compared to some of the other houses. Which, he honestly found amusing for just a moment.

"Ah yes, my own former House. I'm sure you will bring the Pride our House is known for, yes?" he mused, which he couldn't help but overhear some slight laughing and chuckling from some of the students. Damien grinned before turning around to the rest of the room and students. "And there we have it, folks. Our chosen Champions for this year's Tournament. We'll see in just one month's time to see how well they all live up to their House' names, as well as show us what they all got." he mused once more, wringing his hands together infront of himself for a moment. "May you all celebrate and find who you'll be teaming up with, then speak with your House representatives later today to let them know and they'll inform me later. I wish you the best of luck, as well with the game's later today. I'll be cheering you all on in the Quidditch matches later today. Until then, enjoy yourselves students." Damien Steele announced, giving a small bow of his head as one more round of applause filled the air as he returned to his seat.

The Headmistress took her spot back at the podium once more as she had one more announcement, "Well, welcome to the official start of the Tournament, Champions and the rest of the House Students. I wish you all the best of luck with your preperations, and do not be shy to ask any of the other event coordinators that will be coming in within the next few weeks as we prepare for the challenges that will await you. As well as your last minute preperations for the Valentine's Day Ball, which is steadily approaching." and with that, the room filled to life once more as students from all sides talked aloud as they congradulated their friends who had gotten into the Tournament, or lamented that they hadn't been accepted into the Tournament.