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  • woah tommo!

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    I cut you off but you're still here
    you're like a whisper in my ear
    you start soft but you're getting louder
    every hour, I feel the power
    we go hard till the morning light
    we battle nightly
    keep your enemies close.

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    Luke Hemmings x Slytherin x Rain Maddox x Hufflepuff
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    Michael Clifford x Hufflepuff x Grace Edwards x Slytherin
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    Ashton Irwin x Gryffindor x Aurelia Cross x Slytherin
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    Calum Hood x Ravenclaw x Lucille Gordon x Ravenclaw
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    Professor David Lassiter x Kyrie Glass x Slytherin
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    Professor Derek Hale x Lily Fisher x Hufflepuff
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    Isaac Lahey x Gryffindor x Amaryllis Masters x Gryffindor
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    Stiles Stilinski x Hufflepuff x Katie Evans x Ravenclaw
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    Scott McCall x Gryffindor x Celia Hart x Ravenclaw
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    Namjoon Kim x Hufflepuff x Lauren Price x Gryffindor
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    June 4th, 2019 at 08:37pm
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    Derek, admittedly, had been surprised when he’d been offered the Astronomy professor position at Hogwarts, but he’d taken the offer without a moment’s hesitation. He wanted to be a teacher, after all; he wanted to help students pave the way to their futures, and he was determined to do everything he could in order to accomplish that, because the students deserved to know that their futures could be bright. Sat at the top of the Astronomy tower, Derek was aware that his class would be the last one of the day for several students, and he was sure that there would be many students who would want to be anywhere but Astronomy - even possibly Arithmancy. But, that didn’t decrease Derek’s determination. No, he wanted to prove to his students that there wasn’t just a lot to learn about stars and constellations, or the names and movements of planets, but there was a lot to love about it all, too. After all, many stars, constellations, and planets came with their own stories, and, in his opinion, they were worth knowing and listening to. Preparing himself for the upcoming lesson, he waited patiently for his students to arrive.

    Rain walked next to Luke and Lily as they headed to Astronomy, though she wouldn’t even try to deny that she was walking particularly close to Luke. They’d gotten closer over the summer - in more ways than one - after they’d run into each other. She knew there were plenty of people at the school who treated him poorly, and she wanted him to know that he didn’t have to be alone. Things had escalated quickly, but she definitely wasn’t complaining. While no actual relationship had come out of it - no declarations of love, no decision to actually be together, - she knew that Luke was all she really wanted. She just knew better than to say it aloud when neither of them had made any actual feelings known, and she wasn’t sure her own feelings were returned or if it was just one-sided. Either way, she had no intention of possibly ruining what they had now by admitting that she’d fallen for Luke, and she’d fallen deeper and harder than she thought was really possible. Shrugging the thought aside, she smiled over at him and Lily. “So, are you two ready for class?” she asked, arching a brow. “We have a new Professor, after all.”

    Michael walked next to Grace, peering at the girl every now and then as they walked. Kyrie was with them, too, but, admittedly, Michael wasn’t paying any attention to the girl, his focus solely on Grace. It’d been that way all summer, really - or, really, if he’d allow himself to admit it, all his life. After all, they’d lived next to each other for as long as he could remember, and he’d always found himself admiring the girl, entranced by her in all of the best ways. But, over the summer, everything had come to a head and gotten intense, escalated to the point that they’d spent many passionate nights together, memorizing each other’s bodies, the way each other moved, the way each other’s skin felt against them. He could still remember every time she arched, every sinful breath that escaped her, every way her skin, her body, reacted to his touch, and he had no intention of forgetting even a single moment of it. And, what was better, was that they’d decided to continue their intense rendezvous during the school year. He knew it’d be difficult, especially with new staff, but he didn’t want to risk Grace ever forgetting what they did to each other - even if he couldn’t tell her that his feelings for her went far beyond just sex. “Think Alchemy will be worth anything this year?” he asked.

    Kyrie found herself excited about attending Alchemy. David Lassiter had been introduced to the school as the new Alchemy teacher the night before at the welcoming dinner, and Kyrie happened to know the man very well. After all, for years, he’d spent much of his time at her home, hanging out with her brother, who happened to be his best friend. The fact that he was now teaching at Hogwarts made Kyrie eager to see him again after all this time - she’d harbored a bit of a crush on him in years past, but she’d convinced herself they were nothing more than the usual schoolgirl crush. Even to this day, though, her attraction to him hadn’t gone away - but she’d had no real intention of acting on her feelings, she just desperately wanted to see him again, because having another professor at Hogwarts that she knew (counting her mother, the Herbology teacher) made the school feel even more homely and safe to her. Looking over, though, she blinked. “Of course it will,” she said firmly in response to Michael’s question, “I have a lot of faith in our professor.” And, grinning, she walked into class.

    Calum was on his way to Transfiguration when he spotted Lucille up ahead and he couldn’t help but to grin slightly at the sight of the beauty. He adored her, in every single way possible, and while they hadn’t made things official, he’d made sure that she knew how much she meant to him. “Lucille,” he called before picking up his pace to catch up to her, throwing his arm gently around her shoulders before he smiled down at her. “How are you doing? How was your summer?” They’d exchanged several letters over the summer, Calum never going too long without writing her - and, beyond that, they’d gotten to see each other a few times, because they didn’t live too far from each other and it was worth the travel, she was worth the travel. She was worth everything, to him, and he wanted her to know it, always. Gently, he tugged her to his side, reaching a hand up to brush her hair out of her face gently, tucking it behind her hair as he examined her, taking in every single detail about her that he could, just wanting to relish in the fact that she was his, even if it wasn’t actually official yet. “I missed you, love. I know we saw each other a few times, but the times we didn’t were hell.” He grinned teasingly, leaning to kiss her forehead.

    Aurelia knew what her parents were up to when it came to planning this whole arrangement with Ashton’s family. An arranged engagement to such a golden family would make the Cross family look better - after all, everybody had suspicions that they were full of Death Eaters, deeply connected to the Dark Lord. And the truth in that theory was proven only by the fact that Aurelia’s parents were also using this engagement to try to convince the Irwins to join the Death Eaters as well. Scoffing with the thought, Aurelia’s gaze was settled ahead, but she made a face when she realized that she’d been stuck in her own head - so much so that she’d forgotten that she was walking with Ashton to Transfiguration, and she looked up at him. “Sorry, that wasn’t directed towards you,” she said eventually, speaking of her scoff - which she hadn’t even bothered to disguise. “Were you saying something?” Arching a brow, she watched him for a moment, admittedly admiring the boy. At least, if she was meant to spend her life with him, he was worth spending that life with, but she’d only admit that to herself.

    Namjoon was making his way to Transfiguration as well, but he was heading there alone, too shy to really walk with anybody. He didn’t talk to many people, either, and that tended to be a bit of a problem, but at least he wasn’t completely alone - after all, he was surrounded by other classmates, by fellow Hufflepuffs, and a certain Gryffindor who went by the name of Lauren Price. Of course, he hadn’t spoken a word to Lauren Price in his life, but she’d always held his attention, his eyes always searched for her in any crowded room, in any classroom, in the Great Hall, just anywhere in general. He didn’t have the courage to speak to her, but he hoped that, someday, he might be able to build that courage up and give it an actual try, certain that it would be the absolute best day of his life if he did. After all, he couldn’t imagine anything better than having Lauren in his life in some way and getting to know her better, rather than just admiring her from afar. As he stepped into Transfiguration, he peered around, but nobody had arrived yet and, clearing his throat, he nodded politely in acknowledgment to Professor McGonagall before he moved to take a seat.

    Amaryllis made her way to Potions with Isaac, sticking close to the boy as they walked - mostly because she felt safest with him around. She knew they shared something awful in common, but she felt that it made them stronger together, and she knew that, while she couldn’t fight for herself, she would willingly throw herself on the line for Isaac. He wasn’t just her best friend - he held her heart in his hands, and she wished she could tell him that, but she was certain that she was too damaged, too similar to him, and that he deserved somebody who could make him feel whole rather than being a reminder that life sucked sometimes. Peering up at him with the thought, she offered a weak smile to him. “Think we should just skip Potions?” she asked a little jokingly, but she knew better. She knew neither of them could risk skipping Potions, especially on the first day - if word got back to either of their parents, she was certain they would show up at the school to punish them and that was the last thing she wanted for either Isaac or herself, especially when Hogwarts was their safe haven, and Isaac was her solace.

    Stiles hated Potions with a passion - and he felt he had every right to. Since his First Year at Hogwarts, Professor Snape had had it out for him, having zeroed in on him without a thought and, in Stiles’s opinion, without a solid reason. The only thing that ever made Potions bearable was the occasions where he had Katie in the same class as him - something about her grounded him, and he knew it was probably because he could focus on her, on her beauty, on her kindness, rather than what Snape was saying to him, about him. There’d been times in the past where they hadn’t shared Potions classes, but he hoped that luck would be on his side this year. It was his final year, after all, and he wanted it to go well, he wanted to actually be able to enjoy it - especially when he knew that somebody like Umbridge was now working at the school and he knew that woman was unbearable. Her plus the bane of his existence, Snape, would serve to equal an absolutely terrible year if he didn’t have Katie around to keep him centered. Spotting Katie up ahead, he breathed out before he made his way over. “Katie,” he greeted with a small smile, “Happen to have Potions next?”

    Celia had already slipped into Potions and taken her seat, setting everything up for the class so that she was well prepared for whatever Snape had to throw the students’ ways. Chewing on her lip, she peered towards the door, just for a moment, waiting, thinking, her mind drifting to a face she was desperately waiting to see: Scott McCall. While Celia was too shy to really approach him and knew better than to tell her friends about her crush - especially when they were so determined to try to get her to date, - but that didn’t mean that she didn’t take as many chances as possible to admire the boy, to memorize everything she could about him. Ducking her head with the thought, her cheeks warming with just thinking about Scott, she shifted to face forward again, not wanting to attract attention from Professor Snape, and certainly not wanting anybody to walk in and notice her gaze on the door. It was much better, much easier if she kept her secret crush as just that - a secret - and she was determined to do just that, anyway, not at all eager to throw her heart on a line for a boy who probably didn’t feel the same.
    June 6th, 2019 at 12:07pm
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    Lily was looking forward to bringing in a new academic year at Hogwarts, so much so that she didn't even mind climbing the gruelling steps that led to the classroom atop of the Astronomy tower - she felt like she could float. The summer had been long, and boring, and the muggle world seemed so boring now that Lily knew what she did. She couldn't help but wonder, did any of her neighbours practice magic? When Rain spoke, Lily found herself being dragged from her thoughts and she grinned. "Oh, I'm definitely ready." She confirmed to her friend with a confident grin. The new professor - Professor Derek Hale - had been introduced at the welcoming feast the evening before, and he was certainly something nice to look at; and Lily wondered how he would perform as a teacher. "He seems sweet, so you know, give him the benefit of the doubt." Lily shrugged. "And stars are interesting!" Lily pointed out with a grin, only wanting to impress the new professor... but Luke and Rain didn't have to know that though, did they? "How was summer for you two, anyway?" Lily asked, beginning the ascent of the tower, leaving her friends behind, the book she had on the planets and constellations tucked under her arm, aware the trio were early (for once).

    Luke definitely had an interesting summer, and it was all thanks to Rain. Before the pair had become friends, she wasn't usually what Luke would consider someone to trust, and yet, trusting Rain and falling in love with her had come so easy to the Slytherin boy that it almost scared him - he'd never allowed himself to be vulnerable, but there was just something about Rain that encouraged him to be a better person than the generations before him. But, in typical Luke Hemmings fashion, Rain didn't know this - but she was familiar with Luke, and Luke was familiar with her, on a physical level. Things for them had become intense, and Luke could recall the nights where he'd held her close, her legs around his waist and his hands resting against her thighs as his face buried into the side of her neck; Luke yearned to hear the tempting whines that left past those sinful lips, and although Luke couldn't admit that his feelings were far beyond physical, he found himself lucky to be the one that got to be close to Rain in that way, that he got to be the one to make her chant his name like a mantra. Shifting closer to Rain with the thought, Luke smiled down at the beauty, the smell of perfume enough to intoxicate him. "Astronomy's going to be a good one, I think." Luke nodded, his hand on the small of Rain's back, offering the Hufflepuff a smirk, knowing their arrangement would be continuing into the school year. "How about you, Rain?" And as he spoke, Luke's hand subtly drifted downwards, squeezing the flesh of her ass.

    Grace carried herself the way every Slytherin was meant to, with her head held high, green and silver tie proud against her chest, tucked into her cardigan to keep up the appearance of perfection - but even with that feigned confidence, she couldn't help but look towards Michael Clifford. She'd noticed his glances, and she was growing curious, feeling the longing she'd felt for most of her life begin to stir within the pit of her stomach. "Eyes ahead, Clifford." She murmured so only he could hear. Grace adored Michael, having known the colourful boy for as long as she could remember, but she couldn't let anyone know, not even him. She'd allowed herself to get to know him on a whole new level over the summer, but it couldn't go further, not yet. She just wanted to enjoy the desperate way their hands roamed each other, how their lips moved in perfect sync, how he groaned when she tugged at his hair, not wanting to forget a single moment of the nights driven by passion. Shaking the thought from her head, Grace scoffed playfully at Kyrie. "Oh, Kyrie, give it a rest." Grace teased. "You've done nothing but speak about Professor Lassiter since breakfast, what makes the man so special?" Grace followed Kyrie into class, looking over her shoulder to Michael. "Well, this is certainly going to be fun."

    David Lassiter would never of dreamed he'd be a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and yet, here he was, in his very own classroom, ready to teach eager minds about alchemy - but he knew that taking this job would guarantee one wonderful thing, he'd be seeing more of Kyrie Glass, a girl he'd known for a long time, a girl that he'd seen as a sister - and that's what worried him. She'd be grown now, far more mature than the last time he'd seen her, and he knew that there was always a possibility for attraction. Shaking his head to rid himself of the thought, David leaned against the front of his desk as students began to filter into the classroom. Eager to make a good first impression, David tried to keep himself approachable, trying to memorise each face he saw, ties of gold, red, green and blue visible among the class. "Good afternoon, class." David spoke with a smile, hoping his relaxed attitude would earn him the title of favourite teacher. Pausing as three more students came barging in, David paused when he saw the familiar face he'd been longing to see - Kyrie. Swallowing the anxiety that seemed to bubble within his throat, David saw that his theory had been confirmed: she was beautiful, now more than ever. Although it was with a smile that he wondered if she'd have her brother's attitude, a true Slytherin mischief. "Hurry, hurry, I've got quite the interesting lesson for you all today." He urged.

    Lucille had been looking forward to Transfiguration. Lessons with Minerva McGonagall were among Lucille's favourite, or so she said. The real reason was that Lucille, usually, shared Transfiguration with Calum, and she hoped this year wouldn't be a break in the cycle. Walking leisurely down the corridor, Lucille paused when she heard Calum's voice, and she smiled to herself, unable to stop it. She and Calum were close - they'd kept in contact all throughout the summer, through sending owls and even seeing each other a few times, and it was the best summer Lucille had, she was sure. They were practically a couple, without all the formalities, and Lucille wouldn't change anything for the world. The pair had so naturally clicked, and Lucille was so grateful for the connection she shared with Calum, because he brought he a solace no one else could know of. "Good afternoon, Calum." Lucille greeted happily, leaning into the golden skinned boy's embrace, offering him a smile in return. "You certainly made my summer a lot brighter." And goodness, did she mean it. "How was the rest of your summer?" Wrapping an arm around Calum's middle, Lucille snuggled further into him. "I missed you too, darling." Lucille promised, giggling as Calum kissed her forehead, offering him an eskimo kiss. "Well, aren't you adorable?"

    Ashton had never expected his mother to accept the offer that the Cross family had brought to the table - an arranged engagement between the eldest heirs to the estate; and although Ashton didn't particularly have any objections himself, having been fond of Aurelia since their first encounter, it had come as a big surprise when his mother had accepted. Ashton was unsure of how he felt, but more so, he felt pressure on his shoulders he'd only encountered once, to become someone worthy of Aurelia's hand in marriage. Shifting a little as he walked, Ashton could recall the last time he'd felt that pressure, at his father's funeral, knowing he had to mature far too quickly for his age and for his liking. Frowning with the thought, Ashton was pulled from his thoughts as Aurelia spoke, and Ashton blinked as he registered his fiancee's words. "Oh, don't worry about it." Ashton promised, voice almost meek. "I uh, was just saying that Transfiguration should be good this year." Well, a little white lie never hurt anyone. "I uh," Ashton rubbed at the back of his neck anxiously. "Quite look forward to this year." And if it gave him an excuse to grow closer to Aurelia, perhaps to even start something wonderful with her before she became his wife, then he would consider it a success. "We best get to class." And nervously, Ashton offered Aurelia his arm to hold, wondering if she'd take it.

    Lauren ran a hand through her hair, chestnut waves unkempt after a long free period of studying in the library. Lauren had a particular reputation among her friends as the air head, and as funny as it was, she wanted to prove to her family that it wasn't true, knowing her parents had crippling high hopes for their only daughter to succeed. Her parents both worked within the ministry and were highly respected, and Lauren felt as though she had a lot to live up to, coming from a long line of Gryffindors. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear at the thought, Lauren adjusted her Transfiguration book in her arms, walking into the classroom with a smile to Professor McGonagall. "Good afternoon, Professor." She greeted happily, although slightly breathless from rushing, having lost time completely within the silence of the library. Looking around to see the classroom empty apart from one familiar student, Lauren felt her cheeks heat into a blush, and she offered Namjoon Kim a smile. "Hi, Namjoon." She greeted, sitting at her usual seat in the back, placing her book onto the desk before opening it again, trying to neaten out her hair for the final time. She'd had a crush on Namjoon for the longest time, but he always seemed to preoccupied within his own little world to notice anyone else, and Lauren wondered if he would give her the time of day - the boy was perfect, and so brilliantly intelligent. Ducking her head, Lauren began to read, biting her lip.

    Isaac had found a safe place in the stone walls of Hogwarts, and he'd found a solace in Amaryllis, and that was the most incredible thing to him. He'd rather be anywhere but home, away from his father, and Amaryllis understood, because no one could understand that sort of pain unless they'd live through it themselves, and Amy had confided in him about her own situation, and the need to protect her, to be her safe place in return, was almost overwhelming. Feeling the back of his hand brush against Amaryllis', Isaac smiled softly as he absorbed the sound of her voice, knowing that it was the one thing that reminded Isaac life could be brilliant. He'd fallen so hopelessly in love with her, but he didn't tell her, too afraid of scaring her off and ruining what they had. "Oh?" Isaac teased in return, although his heart jolted in fear of what his father would do if he found out his son had skipped a class. "Maybe next time. But hey, Snape might be in a good mood for once." Isaac teased, gently placing an arm around Amaryllis' shoulder to tug her gently to his side, pressing his face into her hair protectively. "I mean, I doubt it, but we gotta stay positive, right?" And for the first time, almost all summer, Isaac smiled, although it hurt his still slightly bruised cheek to do so. "And if he isn't, I'll protect you. I promise." And Isaac meant every word, because if any danger came to Amaryllis, Isaac knew he'd take the hit, no matter how fatal, because she deserved so much more than pain, than what life had to offer her.

    Katie had been excited to go into her final year of Hogwarts, because there was so many opportunities for the year ahead - one of them was to finally tell Stiles Stilinski how she felt about him - the boy was a fool, in the best way, and Katie had known from the moment she'd met him that no one else belonged in her life but him, and when they grew closer, her theory seemed to only be confirmed. Tapping her wand against her hair, Katie smiled as her hair tied itself to a neat braid with a quick, expert precision. Pausing as she heard a familiar voice, Katie grinned, waiting for Stiles to approach, and as he did, Katie smiled up at him. "Hello, Stiles." She greeted happily, seeing his anxiety and feeling her heart squeeze with sympathy. She didn't understand why Severus Snape was so bloody determined to make Stiles' life hell, just because he learned differently from others. "What a coincidence, I do." Katie confirmed. "How're you feeling about it?" Katie gently rested a hand on Stiles' arm, wanting to show her stance of solidarity.

    Scott McCall hadn't had a brilliant start to his seventh year. For a start, he'd woken up late, he'd missed Quidditch practice, and Umbridge had already taken the opportunity to hate on the first Gryffindor she laid her eyes on - which just so happened to be Scott. And to finish the day on the lowest of lows, Scott had Potions with the greasy git that was Severus Snape. However, there was one positive to come from this awful day, and that was the possibility that Celia Hart would be in attendance. He'd had a crush on the beauty for as long as he could remember, but his hopes had quickly been shot down when he'd overheard Celia telling her friends that she just wasn't looking for a relationship - but Scott was an adult, he could handle his heartbreak with maturity, and as long as he got to keep being Celia's friend, that was something. Making his way into the classroom, Scott nodded at Severus Snape stiffly, sitting at the desk behind Celia's. "Hey, Celia." Scott leaned forward so she could hear him. "How're you? I haven't seen you at all today, I've missed you!" Scott smiled, the lopsided grin he wore wide. "How was your summer?" But when their dementor of a teacher came over and hit Scott at the back of the head, Scott scowled, leaning back a little bit. "Would you like to meet for dinner? I'm sure the others will join us." In case Celia didn't want to spend time with him by herself. Swallowing the lump in his throat at the thought, Scott dipped his quill in it's ink, biting his lip as he opened his parchment.
    June 7th, 2019 at 01:35am
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    Derek looked out from the top of the Astronomy Tower, taking in the sky, the grounds, acknowledging how wonderful the world was - it was hard to notice such things when there was so much danger looming over everybody’s heads, constantly. But, in moments like this, it was easy to take it all in, to accept that things could be amazing at times. His thoughts came to a halt when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs of the Astronomy Tower and he arched a brow, curious about what was going on, why students were showing up already, especially on the first day. Arching a brow, he looked towards the entrance, and he could hear a girl’s voice, melodic and sweet, and he realized something with just the sound of her voice - even without the silence of the night, he found himself at peace just with hearing this girl. His brows furrowed, but he put on a kind smile, hoping to be welcoming to whoever was coming up the stairs, eager to make a good impression.

    Rain offered an amused look as she listened to Lily. “Since when have you found stars so interesting?” she asked, arching a brow as she watched her friend, though she was trying to ignore how hyper-aware she was of Luke’s hand on her back, the contact sending a slight shudder through her, and she tried to keep her attention ahead. “My summer was, um…” she started, though she shifted when she felt Luke’s hand on her ass, her gaze going to him for a moment as she tried not to let it affect her too much, even though the feeling made her want to duck into the nearest empty classroom with him - no, she needed to put a stop to that thought right away, they had class to get to. “It was good.” She looked back to Lily, then, nodding. “Interesting. Good. Y’know, a typical summer.” And, now she was rambling. Quickly trying to distract herself, she offered an amused look up at Luke and shrugged. “Yeah, I’m sure Astronomy will be fun.”

    Michael grinned down at Grace, taking her in, only wanting to enjoy her presence, wanting to be in her presence, to exist by her side, to simply enjoy her very existence. Everything about Grace drove him crazy in all the best ways - but she also brought so much comfort to him, so much happiness, and he absolutely loved her for it, even if he never voiced it. He hoped some part of her, deep down, knew, though, that she meant everything to him and that he wanted to be with her, he wanted her to love him the way he loved her, even if he couldn’t bring himself to say such things aloud just yet, too worried about how she would react. “Aw, but I like watching you,” he said easily, smirking slightly as he watched her, chewing on his lip as he recalled every moment of every night they shared together, and all he wanted was to continue all of that fun - well, that, and to let it be known how much it meant to him, how much she meant to him, but he could wait. Humming with the thought, he tugged her closer to himself as he moved to find them a seat, tugging her along. “And I know you like me watching you, too.” He winked teasingly as he sat down, tugging her down beside him.

    Kyrie lifted her shoulders easily in a shrug as they walked, though she grinned to her friend. “He’s one of my brother’s best friends, so I know him pretty well - or, well, knew him pretty well. I haven’t seen him in a few years,” she explained with a shrug, not bothering to go into the matter of the crush she’d had on him a few years prior. Surely, the feelings had passed, considering how long it had been since she’d last seen him. But that didn’t erase the respect she held for him - and even if her feelings were still very much present, she was sure she could at least pretend that they weren’t. As they entered the classroom, though, she grinned upon spotting David, her heart swelling slightly at the sight of him, but she quickly moved to sit down - closer to the front than not, which was certainly a first for her.

    Calum could feel his heart swell in the fondest ways when he felt Lucille leaning into his hold, and he gave her a gentle squeeze, presing a kiss to the top of her head. “I’m glad to hear it,” he told her quietly, honestly, because all he wanted was her happiness, because she deserved it, more than anybody he’d ever known, anybody he had ever even come into contact with. She was perfection, and he never wanted to lose her, wanting to do everything he could to show her how much she meant to him, how happy she made him, how much he just wanted her in his life, in all the ways she would allow it. “My summer was wonderful. Having constant contact with you made it feel like you were right there the whole time.” The only thing that would have made it better was if she actually had been right there with him, beside him, and he sincerely hoped that she knew that, a part of him hoping that he meant as much to her as she did to him. Grinning after he received the eskimo kiss from her, he pressed his forehead to hers, taking her in, watching her, because he didn’t want to lose sight of her, ever. “Not nearly as adorable as you, love.” He knew it was cheesy, but he didn’t care; it was true, after all, and he had no intentions of hiding it.

    Aurelia lifted her gaze to Ashton, watching him for a moment, idly wondering what was on his mind, especially when it took a few moments for him to respond. Had he been as lost in his thoughts as she had been? She was sure they were thinking about wildly different things, though - after all, her mind was consumed with her parents’ plan, how this entire arrangement was just a stepping stool to her parents to cease suspicion on their family. Still, she offered a small nod to his explanation, wondering if it was just an excuse; but she didn’t dare bring it up. “I’m sure it will be enjoyable,” she murmured in response. Breathing out quietly, she tried to shrug off her concerns and offered a small smile, nodding slightly. “That would likely be best.” For a moment, though, she was caught off guard when Ashton offered his arm, her heart twisting, because he was being so genuine and kind when her family just intended to use him. Shifting, she slid her arm around his, nodding slightly.

    Namjoon looked up when Lauren walked into the classroom and, upon seeing her, he felt a warmth fill his chest that he was all too familiar with when it came to her. Smiling slightly as he watched her, he couldn’t help but enjoy the sight, though he did his best to not be too obvious about it. He didn’t want to come off as creepy in any sense of the word, and he certainly didn’t want her to be put off by him. When she greeted him, though, he blinked with surprise, watching her in shock - he’d hoped to gather the courage to speak to her himself, but finding her talking to him first sent a warmth through his own cheeks, and he cleared his throat, but he offered a smile as he watched her, enjoying the sight of the blush on her cheeks, having noticed it quite easily. “Hi, Lauren,” he greeted with a nod, shifting to lean forward, not wanting to end the conversation just yet. Seeing her beginning to read, though, he wondered if perhaps he shouldn’t interrupt her. He figured, if she chose not to talk to him, that would be fine, but he wanted to try. “How was your summer?”

    Amaryllis smiled with feeling Isaac’s arm around herself, and she found herself leaning into his hold, relaxing in a way that only Isaac could ever bring about. “I wouldn’t count on that,” she joked lightly. It was Snape, after all - she doubted the man had a single bone in his body that was capable of being in a good mood. But, hearing Isaac speak further, she could feel her heart swell, and she wondered how in the world she’d gotten so lucky to have somebody like Isaac in her life, although she wished things were… More between them - she knew she felt more for him than of him just being her best friend. “And I’ll protect you, too,” she hummed out happily anyway, offering a small grin up at him as she watched him, “Always.” He was somebody she knew she could lean on, and she wanted to be somebody he could lean on as well; with everything they both had to go through, it was nice to just… Have somebody who understood.

    Stiles felt relief wash over him, flooding through his veins, his muscles, his very atoms, the moment Katie confirmed that she had class with him, his heart resting, easing, with her words. “I’m glad to hear it,” he told her honestly, offering a small grin as he watched her, “I like having your company.” And having her there would, hopefully, make Potions a little more bearable, especially when he seemed to have a target on his back when it came to Snape - or perhaps there were targets all over his body and Snape just managed to hit a bullseye every single damn time. Making a face with the thought, he shook his head, not wanting to think about it, instead wanting to focus on Katie, because everything about her put him, his heart, at ease, and he couldn’t thank her enough for that, ever. “Better now that I know you’ll be there, honestly.” There was no point in hiding it; he knew that Katie would be able to see right through him, she seemed to have always had that power, that capability, and he admired that about her - he admired so many things about her. “Are you looking forward to it, at least?”

    Celia blinked when she heard Scott’s voice, amusement falling on her expression, because she should have expected for Scott to be there before long. Peering over her shoulder, she offered a nod in greeting. “Hey, Scott,” she greeted, her heart speeding up a bit at the sight of his grin. Quickly trying to force her attention away from the sight, she tried to focus on what he was saying. “I’ve been alright - busy first day.” She made a slight face. “I missed you, too, though - how’s your first day back going?” She arched a brow, but shifted to turn fully to face him, wanting to give him all of her attention while she could, before class could start. “Summer was alright, not much happened. And yours?” It was small talk, but she enjoyed every moment of it when it came to Scott - something about him just… Gave her the best feelings she could imagine. She grinned, though. “Sure, I’d like that.” Regardless of whether the others showed up or not.
    April 4th, 2020 at 12:58am
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    Lily laughed with Luke and Rain's behaviour, arching an amused brow at them as she reached the top of the tower. "I don't trust either of you..." Lily pointed an accusing finger, and as she heard Rain's question, Lily gasped, placing a hand over her heart dramatically. "Rain, the stars have always been interesting, you heathen." Lily shook her head, and as she pushed the classroom door open, Lily peeked her head around. "Hello?" She called happily, realising she may of been just a little bit too chipper. Seeing the tall, dark, and definitely handsome man stood by the window, Lily offered a gentle smile. "Hi there," she greeted, noticing how his smile was the sweetest thing she was certain she'd ever seen. "I'm Lily, one of your seventh years." She greeted.

    Luke smirked as Rain stuttered, knowing that he had the most amazing affect on her, and just the thought that she was left speechless by the touch of his hand had him shifting a little, because Rain could have any boy in this school bowing down to her, and yet, she chose him. Luke was the only one who knew how Rain's summer went, and it certainly was interesting, to say the least. Squeezing her ass before letting go, Luke offered Rain a small smirk, and he wanted her to know with the heavy hint of lust behind his blue eyes, that she affected him just as much. "You know, if it isn't fun, we can always make an excuse to leave." Luke shrugged his shoulders lightly, trying not to seem bothered by it all, having an act to upkeep. "Besides, it's only the bloody sky." Luke rolled his eyes jokingly at the girls. "Don't know why you two are so excited, unless it's that new teacher that Dumbledore introduced at dinner, whatshisface..." Luke arched an eyebrow then, feeling a rush of red hot jealous burn at his flesh and bones, because just the thought of Rain pining for someone else bothered him.

    Grace followed Michael's lead as he tugged her along to a desk in the back of the room, hidden from the sight of the Professor Lassiter that Kyrie had been going on about, and she rolled her eyes jokingly at Michael. "You know, you're not subtle at all." She whispered to him as she sat down, neating out her skirt and flipping her hair over her shoulders, and as she heard his whispered words, Grace smirked, leaning to whisper in return. "Maybe you're the only one I want watching me, have you considered such a thing?" Grace pressed a kiss to the shell of his ear then, before straightening out and focusing on the task at hand, and picking up her piece of coal, Grace studied it, her free hand resting on Michael's thigh.

    David's eyes easily followed Kyrie, and although he tried to remain subtle, he knew that if she were to glance his way, she'd catch him in the act, but she'd grown into her beauty, to the point that she was almost a completely new girl to the last time he'd seen her. Seeing the way she grinned though, David felt his heart pounding anxiously against his ribs, as if he wanted to reach out and touch her, as if muscle memory that had no memories to go by was setting in. "Well, hello, class." David grinned. "I'm Professor Lassiter and I'm new here, so please be kind." He bit his lip, studying his class carefully, although his gaze always wondered back to Kyrie, and damn it, he knew she'd be a big distraction for the whole year. "I'm so glad to see some Seventh years interested in Alchemy, it's something that I'm passionate about, my best friend and I depended on this subject when we wanted to make some mischief, Charms too, so any trouble makers, you're in luck." David grinned. "The first thing we'll be doing is turning a simple piece of coal, provided on your desks, to diamond."

    Lucille snuggled further into Calum, sighing happily as she was surrounded by the smell of his cologne, the warmth of his arms; noting just how perfectly she fit within his embrace. "You should stay with us during winter break," Lucille suggested softly, peering up at him with a soft gaze, adoration evident on her face; and as he rested his forehead against hers, Lucille grinned, loosening herself from his grip, opting instead to lace their fingers together. "I love you, you know." Lucille whispered, leaning on her tip toes to kiss the boy, only pausing when she heard someone clear her throat. Whipping around suddenly, Lucille saw her little sister - one of another seven - and rolled her eyes softly as the girl giggled, looking to Calum, before looking back to Sierra. "Go to your class, you vermin." Lucille teased her sister. "None of your business what's going on here." And with that, she pulled Calum away. "Go, go, go!"

    Ashton peered down at Aurelia, and he wondered if he should be brave - take a risk. She'd taken his arm, that was one successful move he'd executed. Exhaling through his nose, Ashton leaned down to press a kiss to Aurelia's lips as she lifted her gaze to him, figuring that they were to be married anyway. Feeling his cheeks heat up into a blush, Ashton broke from the kiss as quickly as he'd started it all, and facing ahead again, Ashton's cheeks burned bright red, the burn almost caused by embarrassment and pride, because he got to kiss the prettiest girl in the school. He couldn't help but wonder what people would say when they'd heard that Aurelia and himself were a couple - whispers were sure to start. "Right, we uh..." Ashton shifted on his feet, reaching his free hand to offer Aurelia's hand, resting on his arm still, a gentle squeeze. "We best head to Transfiguration, otherwise Professor McGonagall will have us for cat food." And trying to get over his shyness, Ashton began to lead Aurelia to the classroom, and he wondered; would they always have to keep up such an appearance? Almost walking past the classroom in his thought, Ashton paused, quickly, but somewhat reluctantly, letting go of Aurelia. "Go on, love."

    Lauren noticed the way Namjoon blinked in surprise as he looked to her, and Lauren could feel herself worrying a little. "Do I have something on my face?" She asked quietly, lifting a hand to her cheek, still warm from her blush. Her worries clearing a little when he offered her a smile, she exhaled with relief as he said her name; noting just how good it sounded falling from his lips. Namjoon was the complete opposite of herself, he was smart, studious, and his dimples were something to be admired, because they were so cute. Too distracted to read as Namjoon began a conversation, Lauren closed her book with a soft smile. "It was great!" She beamed. "My nephew was born, and oh, my god, you should see him, Namjoon. He's beautiful." Lauren gushed, clearly smitten. Leaning forward a little though, Lauren offered him a sweet smile. "How was yours?"

    Isaac couldn't help himself - when Amaryllis leaned into his hold, when he felt her ease within his embrace, he tightened his hold around her just a little, wanting her to know, even subtly, that when he was around, she was safe; because he would never allow anyone to hurt her the way his father hurt him. Laughing with her words though, Isaac peered down at Amaryllis with a fond smile. "Hey, miracles do happen." He offered a wink then, although he knew that Snape would never crack a smile - he was sure that was a frightening sight. Feeling content with Amaryllis in his embrace, Isaac couldn't help but wish that he could press a sweet kiss to her lips. That would really perfect things. If he could call her his girlfriend, he'd be the happiest boy at Hogwarts. When he heard her begin to speak again, Isaac peered at her once more when she promised to protect him, and he offered a small smile, thinking of the fading bruises that decorated his ribs and his back and his side, and he couldn't help but to sigh, burying his face into her hair. "C'mon, let's get this lesson done with so we can move on to better things - dinner."

    Katie offered Stiles a sympathetic smile as she noticed the way he seemed to ease with her presence, and she wished that she could curse Severus Snape for making such a sweet boy feel so out of place; but as Stiles told her that he liked having her company, Katie felt her heart flutter with happiness, and she offered him a sweet smile. "You'll always have my company." Katie promised softly, nudging him gently. "But honestly, I'm not looking forward to it." She admitted to him. "Umbridge already seems to be determined to hand out detentions left and right, and dodging her is like dodging one of the unforgivable curses." She pouted then, looking up to Stiles as she lead him into the Potions classroom, wanting him to keep his head held high, because it was what he deserved. "Come on, you."

    Scott was certain he felt his heart seize within his chest when he heard the sweet sound of Celia's voice, and his grin widened, because just having her attention was what Scott considered to be an honour of the highest kind; because Celia was so beautiful that she could win over any lucky boy, and yet, she was talking to Scott. "My first day back?" Scott laughed. "Not so good." His shoulders slumped then, running a hand through his already dishevelled hair. "Umbridge has it out for me already and I missed practice, but hey, at least I can catch up with you." He offered her a sweet smile, showing the sincerity behind his words. "We can catch up more during dinner?" Scott offered, admiring her as she faced him, and as Professor Snape approached once more, Scott sighed and closed his eyes before the blow of the hit could even come, and as his head was forced forward with the slap, Scott pulled a face at the older man as he walked off. "I hate this class." Scott complained to Celia, before Snape began to speak to start the lesson.
    April 8th, 2020 at 08:45pm