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Orion Henrion

Orion had been setting up most of the early afternoon. He had brought books from all the classes: Astronomy, Transfiguration, Herbology, and even some books on Flying that he found. He had enough quills and parchment for the lot of them. He had also coerced some of the House Elves to help him bring some snacks up to the empty classroom where he was holding the study group. The house elves were now gone, and Orion was left to do most of the set up on his own. He had all sorts of candies, cupcakes, pumpkin pasties, and even some mashed potatoes. It was completely random, but the House Elves had dropped them off so he couldn't argue.

 

He pushed a few of the desks together, and even made a circle of chairs in case no one wanted to sit at the desks. He couldn't wait until he got better at Transfiguration, because he would transfigure a couple desks and chairs into a fluffy couch and some recliners. Eventually he would learn, all under the tutelage of @Professor Arrowood. He paced back and forth. Glancing at the clock it was 2:55. He was sure someone would arrive at any moment. He stood there, waiting to see who would show up first. He knew it wouldn't be @Blaise Henrion because he was always late to everything, even class. 

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Viola Merryweather

Viola had been so excited to receive an owl from Orion inviting her to a study group. She had enjoyed their little chat in the Owlery and felt a real connection with him. She wondered who else was invited, her guess would be Orion's cousin @Blaise Henrion and potentially @Harlan Starke as well as Viola knew that Orion was friends with him as well. She didn't know what it said about her that all her friends at Hogwarts were boys. Not that she minded or thought about that kind of thing, she was only eleven years old after all and the youngest in her class. 

 

She arrived early, Viola was always up for studying and also helping others, so a study group was the perfect arrangement for her. She knocked on the door, Orion's note in hand and poked her head through the door. "Hey Orion, thanks for inviting me!" She said, moving into the room and placed her bag on a chair, before rooting through it for her books. These she placed on the table, "This was a great idea," She moved her bag and then sat down at the desk, her frame still seemed too small for the Hogwarts desks; hopefully, she would grow into them soon. 

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Peeves

Boring boring boring...

 

This school year had been off to a horrible start! Not a single werewolf attack, no mayhem, no chaos! What was Peeves supposed to be, a one man army? It was hard work being the only resident mischief-maker for over one thousand years, and his work was seldom appreciated...

 

No matter, Peeves would make his own fun. He was idly minding his business (NOT manhandling the artwork with nicked color-change ink quills) when he overheard ickle firsties having a feasty of some sort, one in which Peeves had not been invited!

 

Feeling right put out, the poltergeist swooped in the room with a merry cackle. "Oooh, firsties stealing from the house elves, that shan't be good, no sirree!"

 

He did a flip.

 

"Perhaps you should share with dear old Peeves, we do get SO hungry." Cue momentous raspberry, followed accordingly by a stolen tureen of mashed potatoes. "These would look much better HERE!" SPLAT. Peeves took a handful and aimed it right at @Viola Merryweather's face.

 

Your thread has been invaded! If you would rather it not be, I'm happy to hide my post and vanish into the ether to bother your peers. ❤️

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Oliver Strausser

Oliver needed this study group.

 

Not because he was falling behind, but he had wrapped himself up in books from the library and hadn't socialized much outside of the 2 duels he had and meeting Orion in the astronomy tower. So he was thrilled to find an invite from Orion one afternoon. At 15 minutes until 3, Oliver grabbed up his invitation, his favorite quill, and his ridiculous scribble of notes from all of his classes, and headed down towards the designated meeting place.

 

It didn't take him long (he had learned a few short cuts luckily), and headed into the classroom.

 

"Hello ther-" He started to greet Orion and the girl as he entered, but noticed immediately something was awry. What Oliver believed to be one of the ghosts was making a rather rude noise, and then picked up a handful of mashed potatoes. 

 

"Not more flying food," he muttered, taking a step back towards the door. He had had more than his fill of that at the sorting feast. And of course it was aimed at another one of his housemates (in his mind, Ravenclaw had taken the brunt of the food fight). Unable to think of any spell in his limited arsenal that could help, all he could do was call to @Viola Merryweather: "Look out!"

Edited by Oliver Strausser

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Professor Arrowood

James yawned as he walked down the corridor. The kids really knew how to take all the energy out of him, and covering for the Herbology lesson hadn't been a picnic, either. Several portraits were doing their things along the way, and he paused now and again to watch. Eventually he would make it to the Transfiguration classroom, where his next lesson plan awaited his review. The first years were going to love it, he'd decided.

 

As he was walking, he heard a commotion in a nearby classroom, and poked his head in to get a look. He was immediately sorry he did. "Peeves, what are you doing?" he asked, exasperated. With his wand out, he stopped the mashed potatoes just millimeters from @Viola Merryweather's face, before they slung-shot right back at Peeves.  "If you've been told once, you've been told a thousand times. That's not how you throw mashed potatoes."

 

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Saving Viola's face. I can also hide my post if my presence is not welcome.

Edited by Professor Arrowood

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Viola Merryweather

Viola barely had time to settle into the room when @Peeves swooped into the room complaining about them stealing food. In her nervousness to get there on time and greet her friends, she hadn't noticed the food that Orion had fetched for them.  She glanced over and saw the spread and thought it was impressive, sweets, cupcakes and a few other things that looked delicious though she wondered why he had chosen mashed potatoes. 

 

Someone walked through the door, and she saw another Ravenclaw boy, she had seen him in class and the Common Room, but she hadn't talked to him before. She remembered that his name was Oliver. Before he had a chance to greet them, he too caught sight of Peeves and muttered something about flying food. Before she had time to react, she heard him shout "Look out!", Viola cried a high, girly squeal and tried to shield her face as she caught sight of a glob of mashed potato heading straight for her. 

 

But then nothing happened, it stopped millimetres from her face and as Viola peeked through her fingers to see it flung back at the poltergeist. Lowering her hands, she turned after hearing the familiar voice of @Professor Arrowood, "Thank you, Professor!" she said, breathing a sigh of relief. 

Edited by Viola Merryweather

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Blaise Henrion

Blaise was running late as usual. This time he had gotten caught up on a moving staircase. When he finally got to the classroom, he was out of breath, and just a bit sweaty. He had his backpack, full of snacks that he had nicked out of the kitchen. He had distracted the house elves by setting off a dung bomb, before sneaking in.

 

Blaise burst into the classroom "Oi mates sorry I'm- woah." What was going on? He eyed his cousin. There was a professor, and then Peeves with what appeared to be mashed potatoes on his face, and Viola and another boy, he didn't know. What in Merlin's name had he missed? 

 

Were they having a food fight? Splendid! He chucked a pumpkin pastie he had been snacking on while waiting for the staircase to finish moving at his cousin. He missed and it stuck to the wall behind him. Oops.  

Edited by Blaise Henrion

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Oliver Strausser

The appearance of @Professor Arrowood startled Oliver a bit, and he recoiled farther from the doorway as Viola's face was shielded from the potato projectile with a quick wave of the professor's wand.

 

"Brilliant timing," Oliver said quietly, relieved his housemate's face was saved and amused by the fact the potatoes were redirected towards their rebellious visitor. He would have loved to have known that particular spell on their first night in the castle. Maybe it would have prevented him from hiding underneath the Ravenclaw table. "Sir, any chance you could teach us what spell you just-"

 

He was interrupted by the entrance of another student (who, if he recalled correctly from classes would have been the cousin Orion had talked about, @Blaise Henrion), who after a brief moment of analyzing the current situation, decided to fling a pastry at the wall. Or maybe at Orion; Oliver really couldn't tell what his original target was.

 

"Was that necessary?" Oliver sighed. He really was getting tired of flying food. "The pastries here honestly are too good to waste."

Edited by Oliver Strausser

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Professor Arrowood

"You're quite welcome, Miss Merryweather," James said. Though he did particularly enjoy her gratitude, his eyes rested upon Peeves, waiting for his next move. Come what may, the Transfiguration professor was at the ready, for he was always on guard. A person couldn't function in this world without being on guard.

 

And then another student came into the room and started throwing even more food.

 

"Mister Henrion," he said through grit teeth, controlling his temper. After all, he wasn't covered in jelly. "Indeed, pastries are worth their weight in galleons." He gave the boy a glare. "If you think I came in here to start a food fight, that says a great deal about you, boy.

 

"If I were the lot of you, I would suggest you study in the library. I doubt you'll be disturbed there, or you can continue to take your chances in here and fend for yourself.

 

"Either way, I'm leaving. And you," he pointed at @Blaise Henrion. "Clean your mess up."

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