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human
Theme song: Run Boy Run by Woodkid
Name: Frederick "Freddy" Goldstein
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Home Town: Ottawa, Canada
Digivice: Primary: teal. Secondary: cream white.
Insignia (Crest): Courage! (or, you know, Compassion works too I guess, "whatever")
Description: Freddy Goldstein is a somewhat lanky teenage boy who hasn't quite begun to look like a man yet. His blonde curls still make girls swoon over him, and even though he isn't particularly interested in return, he still does his best to keep them looking swell. His face is somewhat narrow, and very expressive, with deep blue eyes. If he doesn't know that you are looking, you can easily read his emotions in his face. However, he often conceals it well with a wide, inviting smile. He does not work out more than the occasional skating session with friends or regular evening runs alone, and as such does not possess a very bulky body.
For clothing, Freddy has made it an art to not attract the negative kind of attention, or much attention at all really. He usually sticks to some kind of jeans and simple t-shirts, usually one colored or with simple patterns rather than prints. Over that he wears hoodies and often his favorite black jeans jacket. In colder days, he wears a down jacket instead, along with a long, white scarf. As he grew into a teenager, he started exploring what kinds of trinkets and jewelry guys could wear to seem cool but not too feminine or blingy. He settled for a silvery wrist watch and a collection of subtle necklaces and medallions, both with silver or gold chains and with leather straps. On his feet, you will most likely see a pair of chunky white sneakers.
Personality: At first glance, Freddy comes across as a friendly, perhaps a bit nervous, teenager. He doesn't stick out much and certainly doesn't try to either. He never outright tries to be the leader of a group, but he is very keen on giving everyone a chance to have their say and try to reach a decision that everyone can support. This is probably because he has issues with his self-confidence and worries a lot that others don't see him or like him. As such, he makes sure to see and listen to other weak people in an effort to treat others as he wishes that others would treat him.
He worries much overall, actually. Not just about himself. If he is about to enter a dangerous situation, his mind will race and imagine every bad result that might (and might not) possibly happen. If something happens to a friend of his, he might be overcome with worry to the point that he might not be fit to rescue the friend. This is something he is not proud of, and he wishes that he could be more courageous and selfless.
Thing is, he has always loved stories about heroes. Be it historical figures, superheroes or just the lead character of your average Disney movie. People who forget their own needs and go to any length to help others. He often daydreams about being such a character, but whenever he gets the chance to do something remotely heroic in real life, his pessimism takes over and he hesitates for too long. He certainly isn't a hero, and he is ashamed of how much of a scaredy-cat he can be sometimes. This shame is only further spurring him to try and be a diplomatic, kind and cheerful dude whenever it doesn't require too much of a sacrifice from his side.
In summary, he comes across as a pretty normal teenage boy. Just another guy in the gang, not a hunk but not one of the high school dorks. But underneath, a whirling storm of dreams and fears brews. It may or may not be worth noting also that Freddy isn't sure of his sexual orientation, which is further adding to his insecurities. So far, he has pushed away most romantic or sexual thoughts as soon as they seem to be anchored in real people around him, since he doesn't even really want to figure out what or who he really wants. That would just be diving into a whole new dark ocean, which he doesn't deem himself ready for at this stage in life. But who knows what will happen as his digimon adventure kicks up speed...
His general interests include playing video games (especially RPGs), watching movies and reading books. He even reads history books, but only if there are interesting characters in them. He never played any particular sport or instrument, something he has regretted in later years, but he does appreciate good music. Good meaning music to which he can dream himself away and get completely lost in the sound waves.
History: Frederick Goldstein grew up in a peaceful east Canadian town as the son of two pet shop owners. His parents met when they were college students in the capital city and both dropped out in order to pursue their love for animals instead. Young Freddy grew up surrounded by creatures and learned to care and take care of them. However, since he was so used to animals from early age, he didn't really develop the same love for them as his parents had. Instead, he would rather find them annoying most of the time and never wished for a puppy of his own or something. In school, he was a rather popular kid though, since others always wanted to follow him home and visit the pets in the shop. Freddy, he just took the animals and their unconditional love for granted.
That all changed when his father developed an allergy for animal fur around the time when Freddy was 8. Eventually, they realized that they had to close down the pet shop, because even if Mr Goldstein would get another job and they would sell all the pets they kept at home, he would still feel it on Mrs Goldstein after a day of her working, and he started to become depressed from having his dream taken away. In the end, the family sold the pet shop and moved away, back to the city of Ottawa where they had first met. Mrs Goldstein started working at an aquarium&terrarium exhibition park and Mr Goldstein decided to go back to studying to become an engineer like he had originally planned.
Freddy had to join a new school. Since he was from a much smaller town and had taken most things and friends for granted before, he wasn't sure how to act now. The result was that people found him odd and didn't even believe him when he talked about how many animals he used to have. He became a victim for bullies for years, and resisted it less and less. He never told his parents about it and it was not openly enough done in school for teachers to take particular notice. Instead, he escaped into the world of books, video games and movies, often daydreaming about a better world. A world where he was a defender of all bully victims.
Then, on his 13th birthday, he got Manuela. It was a little lizard that Mrs Goldstein took home from the terrarium, because nobody wanted to buy her there. They called her a freak, since she had three rear legs instead of two, and the third one couldn't even move properly. Freddy had not realized until now, how much he had appreciated having all the animals around when he was a little boy. He took care of Manuela as his own little pet and imagined that she was talking to him when nobody else was near. Encouraging him. And he managed to change his own situation, gradually.
Instead of trying to fight back the bullies and stand for whoever he already was, he started to try harder to be more like them and fit in. It wasn't easy. At the beginning, he got teased even more for trying too hard, for being a wannabe. He started dressing more carefully in the mornings. He made sure to never show any teenage pimples, even borrowing his mother's make up in secret to make sure of it. He never butted heads with anyone, always carefully, a bit too carefully perhaps, going the diplomatic route and come up with retorts and comebacks that didn't really hurt anyone. He was determined to become well liked and accepted.
Manuela only lived for a couple of years. Freddy was rather devastated when she passed, but by then he had turned his high school life around. He was accepted as a reasonably cool dude now. He knew how to tackle bully-like comments in a strategic way so that nobody got hurt in the end, and he knew how to joke around without letting anyone fare ill. It was a delicate balance though, and he was constantly nervous beneath his smiling surface, afraid that he would slip up and be a dork in public, afraid that he would make someone sad or mad and not be able to stop it, afraid that others would stop seeing him at all... And now he didn't even have Manuela to tell about his fears.
When he had turned 16, the Goldstein family traveled to New York City to celebrate New Years Eve there with Mr Goldstein's parents. Mr Goldstein had just finally finished his studies, which had been going on slowly over the last years as he also worked part time to help his wife support the family. He wanted this new year to be special for all of them. A new start. Freddy forced himself to be optimistic about that. If nothing else, New York was probably a pretty cool city.
digimon
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj252/gardenstates/freddy_zps3c43bebd.png)
Theme song: Run Boy Run by Woodkid
Name: Frederick "Freddy" Goldstein
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Home Town: Ottawa, Canada
Digivice: Primary: teal. Secondary: cream white.
Insignia (Crest): Courage! (or, you know, Compassion works too I guess, "whatever")
Description: Freddy Goldstein is a somewhat lanky teenage boy who hasn't quite begun to look like a man yet. His blonde curls still make girls swoon over him, and even though he isn't particularly interested in return, he still does his best to keep them looking swell. His face is somewhat narrow, and very expressive, with deep blue eyes. If he doesn't know that you are looking, you can easily read his emotions in his face. However, he often conceals it well with a wide, inviting smile. He does not work out more than the occasional skating session with friends or regular evening runs alone, and as such does not possess a very bulky body.
For clothing, Freddy has made it an art to not attract the negative kind of attention, or much attention at all really. He usually sticks to some kind of jeans and simple t-shirts, usually one colored or with simple patterns rather than prints. Over that he wears hoodies and often his favorite black jeans jacket. In colder days, he wears a down jacket instead, along with a long, white scarf. As he grew into a teenager, he started exploring what kinds of trinkets and jewelry guys could wear to seem cool but not too feminine or blingy. He settled for a silvery wrist watch and a collection of subtle necklaces and medallions, both with silver or gold chains and with leather straps. On his feet, you will most likely see a pair of chunky white sneakers.
Personality: At first glance, Freddy comes across as a friendly, perhaps a bit nervous, teenager. He doesn't stick out much and certainly doesn't try to either. He never outright tries to be the leader of a group, but he is very keen on giving everyone a chance to have their say and try to reach a decision that everyone can support. This is probably because he has issues with his self-confidence and worries a lot that others don't see him or like him. As such, he makes sure to see and listen to other weak people in an effort to treat others as he wishes that others would treat him.
He worries much overall, actually. Not just about himself. If he is about to enter a dangerous situation, his mind will race and imagine every bad result that might (and might not) possibly happen. If something happens to a friend of his, he might be overcome with worry to the point that he might not be fit to rescue the friend. This is something he is not proud of, and he wishes that he could be more courageous and selfless.
Thing is, he has always loved stories about heroes. Be it historical figures, superheroes or just the lead character of your average Disney movie. People who forget their own needs and go to any length to help others. He often daydreams about being such a character, but whenever he gets the chance to do something remotely heroic in real life, his pessimism takes over and he hesitates for too long. He certainly isn't a hero, and he is ashamed of how much of a scaredy-cat he can be sometimes. This shame is only further spurring him to try and be a diplomatic, kind and cheerful dude whenever it doesn't require too much of a sacrifice from his side.
In summary, he comes across as a pretty normal teenage boy. Just another guy in the gang, not a hunk but not one of the high school dorks. But underneath, a whirling storm of dreams and fears brews. It may or may not be worth noting also that Freddy isn't sure of his sexual orientation, which is further adding to his insecurities. So far, he has pushed away most romantic or sexual thoughts as soon as they seem to be anchored in real people around him, since he doesn't even really want to figure out what or who he really wants. That would just be diving into a whole new dark ocean, which he doesn't deem himself ready for at this stage in life. But who knows what will happen as his digimon adventure kicks up speed...
His general interests include playing video games (especially RPGs), watching movies and reading books. He even reads history books, but only if there are interesting characters in them. He never played any particular sport or instrument, something he has regretted in later years, but he does appreciate good music. Good meaning music to which he can dream himself away and get completely lost in the sound waves.
History: Frederick Goldstein grew up in a peaceful east Canadian town as the son of two pet shop owners. His parents met when they were college students in the capital city and both dropped out in order to pursue their love for animals instead. Young Freddy grew up surrounded by creatures and learned to care and take care of them. However, since he was so used to animals from early age, he didn't really develop the same love for them as his parents had. Instead, he would rather find them annoying most of the time and never wished for a puppy of his own or something. In school, he was a rather popular kid though, since others always wanted to follow him home and visit the pets in the shop. Freddy, he just took the animals and their unconditional love for granted.
That all changed when his father developed an allergy for animal fur around the time when Freddy was 8. Eventually, they realized that they had to close down the pet shop, because even if Mr Goldstein would get another job and they would sell all the pets they kept at home, he would still feel it on Mrs Goldstein after a day of her working, and he started to become depressed from having his dream taken away. In the end, the family sold the pet shop and moved away, back to the city of Ottawa where they had first met. Mrs Goldstein started working at an aquarium&terrarium exhibition park and Mr Goldstein decided to go back to studying to become an engineer like he had originally planned.
Freddy had to join a new school. Since he was from a much smaller town and had taken most things and friends for granted before, he wasn't sure how to act now. The result was that people found him odd and didn't even believe him when he talked about how many animals he used to have. He became a victim for bullies for years, and resisted it less and less. He never told his parents about it and it was not openly enough done in school for teachers to take particular notice. Instead, he escaped into the world of books, video games and movies, often daydreaming about a better world. A world where he was a defender of all bully victims.
Then, on his 13th birthday, he got Manuela. It was a little lizard that Mrs Goldstein took home from the terrarium, because nobody wanted to buy her there. They called her a freak, since she had three rear legs instead of two, and the third one couldn't even move properly. Freddy had not realized until now, how much he had appreciated having all the animals around when he was a little boy. He took care of Manuela as his own little pet and imagined that she was talking to him when nobody else was near. Encouraging him. And he managed to change his own situation, gradually.
Instead of trying to fight back the bullies and stand for whoever he already was, he started to try harder to be more like them and fit in. It wasn't easy. At the beginning, he got teased even more for trying too hard, for being a wannabe. He started dressing more carefully in the mornings. He made sure to never show any teenage pimples, even borrowing his mother's make up in secret to make sure of it. He never butted heads with anyone, always carefully, a bit too carefully perhaps, going the diplomatic route and come up with retorts and comebacks that didn't really hurt anyone. He was determined to become well liked and accepted.
Manuela only lived for a couple of years. Freddy was rather devastated when she passed, but by then he had turned his high school life around. He was accepted as a reasonably cool dude now. He knew how to tackle bully-like comments in a strategic way so that nobody got hurt in the end, and he knew how to joke around without letting anyone fare ill. It was a delicate balance though, and he was constantly nervous beneath his smiling surface, afraid that he would slip up and be a dork in public, afraid that he would make someone sad or mad and not be able to stop it, afraid that others would stop seeing him at all... And now he didn't even have Manuela to tell about his fears.
When he had turned 16, the Goldstein family traveled to New York City to celebrate New Years Eve there with Mr Goldstein's parents. Mr Goldstein had just finally finished his studies, which had been going on slowly over the last years as he also worked part time to help his wife support the family. He wanted this new year to be special for all of them. A new start. Freddy forced himself to be optimistic about that. If nothing else, New York was probably a pretty cool city.
digimon
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://www.anime-planet.com/images/characters/dracomon_33003.jpg)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://statici.behindthevoiceactors.com/behindthevoiceactors/_img/chars/char_54936.jpg)
Species: Dracomon/Airdramon most of the time.
Gender: Male
Personality: Derry, as Freddy calls him, is quite similar to his tamer in some ways, but different in others. They often find themselves on the same wavelength in everyday life, and can communicate with grimaces or looks surprisingly easily. Despite looking like a fierce dragon most of the time, Derry's personality is cheerful and compassionate, so he would never question Freddy's actions when they lean in that direction. However, he is also reckless and curious, where Freddy would hesitate or go numb with worry. In this way, Derry can rashly force Freddy into action where the boy usually wouldn't step up. Derry will never hesitate to do anything to save Freddy or someone they care about, like Freddy's family or friends, even if it meant risking Derry's own life. As such, Derry is actually the embodiment of the ideals Freddy value, and even though he gives out to the digimon for being reckless and stupid sometimes, he wishes that he would be more like the little creature himself and doesn't understand how someone as brave and confident as Derry would want to call someone as weak as Freddy his tamer.
Special: Derry starts off as a dragon-like digimon who blooms in the Adult stage as the eager and free soaring Airdramon. Airdramon is more than large enough for Freddy to ride on his back, but not what you'd call huge. When he needs to, he will probably be able to reach Perfect stage MegaSeadramon, sacrificing his ability to fly for more power, defense and greatly increased size. The final stage cannot fly nor is it huge. Instead, this "digimon" will then be packed with tons of determination to protect anyone in need, having had the draconian scales turned into a strong armor and the dragon horn into a flaming sword.
Evolutions:
Gender: Male
Personality: Derry, as Freddy calls him, is quite similar to his tamer in some ways, but different in others. They often find themselves on the same wavelength in everyday life, and can communicate with grimaces or looks surprisingly easily. Despite looking like a fierce dragon most of the time, Derry's personality is cheerful and compassionate, so he would never question Freddy's actions when they lean in that direction. However, he is also reckless and curious, where Freddy would hesitate or go numb with worry. In this way, Derry can rashly force Freddy into action where the boy usually wouldn't step up. Derry will never hesitate to do anything to save Freddy or someone they care about, like Freddy's family or friends, even if it meant risking Derry's own life. As such, Derry is actually the embodiment of the ideals Freddy value, and even though he gives out to the digimon for being reckless and stupid sometimes, he wishes that he would be more like the little creature himself and doesn't understand how someone as brave and confident as Derry would want to call someone as weak as Freddy his tamer.
Special: Derry starts off as a dragon-like digimon who blooms in the Adult stage as the eager and free soaring Airdramon. Airdramon is more than large enough for Freddy to ride on his back, but not what you'd call huge. When he needs to, he will probably be able to reach Perfect stage MegaSeadramon, sacrificing his ability to fly for more power, defense and greatly increased size. The final stage cannot fly nor is it huge. Instead, this "digimon" will then be packed with tons of determination to protect anyone in need, having had the draconian scales turned into a strong armor and the dragon horn into a flaming sword.
Evolutions:
-Baby/Baby I: Petitmon
-In-Training/Baby II: Babydmon
-Rookie/Child: Dracomon
-Champion/Adult: Airdramon
-Ultimate/Perfect: MegaSeadramon
-Mega/Ultimate: Slayerdramon
RP Sample: From "Curse of Hogwarts".
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://wikimon.net/images/4/41/Petitmon.jpg)
-In-Training/Baby II: Babydmon
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://wikimon.net/images/1/17/Babydmon.jpg)
-Rookie/Child: Dracomon
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://wikimon.net/images/7/71/Dracomon.jpg)
-Champion/Adult: Airdramon
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj252/gardenstates/aird_zpsbf1eff71.png)
-Ultimate/Perfect: MegaSeadramon
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://40.media.tumblr.com/5bfd5b6bc2fc802e9be5603290ff8c9b/tumblr_n7xw28MM661s9ubl0o3_500.png)
-Mega/Ultimate: Slayerdramon
Spoiler:
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120731031839/dmo/images/f/f9/Slayerdramon3d.png)
![[PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M) [PokeCommunity.com] Digimon Adventure: DigiDestined (OOC + SU) (M)](https://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/digimon/images/5/5d/Slayerdramon_b.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20090127181115)
Spoiler:
Professor Copperkeis / ~8pm / Ravenclaw tower
Atop the stairs in the western tower, a dog with silky, blonde fur paced nervously back and forth in front of the large door. The eagle's head on the door seemed to follow the creature with its bronze eyes. At last, the dog whimpered and leaped up on two legs. As it did, it transformed seamlessly into a human being - a young woman with yellow hair and large eyes between even larger spectacles.
"It's because I'm stressed!" the professor exclaimed in a blaming tone. "This has got to be the first occasion in all my time at Hogwarts when I don't know the answer!"
The eagle blinked without further comment. It had stated its riddle and gained no correct reply in return. It would not open.
Professor Copperkeis sighed and plumped down on the stone floor with her back against the door, burying her face in her hands. "This is too embarrassing. Too, too embarrassing," she muttered.
It seemed like the Ravenclaw students would have to go through the night without a teacher by their side. Hopefully, nothing would happen though. The boy who had uttered the strange words in the great hall was being kept in the hospital wing for now, so they wouldn't have him to harass about it. But sadly they would not have professor Copperkeis to ask about it either, at least not until she cracked this insane evening riddle and could get in. Maybe she should just go fetch someone calmer and more rational than herself tonight...
She hardly believed herself when she finally stood up and walked away in search of the Headmaster. Too, too embarrassing.
Professor Winter / ~8 pm / Gryffindor tower
When the Fat Lady's portrait opened for the Head of Gryffindor, a roar of chatter ran him over like a bulldozer. He heard things like "it's gotta be a joke", "my dad will fix this", "will the school close?" and "waaaah" before he sighed, steeled himself and stepped through the small corridor out into the main common room.
A short silence fell as the students noticed the teacher. But Winter knew it wouldn't last long. Despite having done everything he could during his few years as a teacher at Hogwarts to make kids understand that his least favorite thing was to hear about their problems or deal with their shenanigans, it seemed like the most favorite thing of every school kid here was to bring him to the very edge of possible annoyance. And indeed, after the initial silent seconds, at least one kid from every year rushed up to him and bombarded him with questions about the curse and the Ravenclaw boy and everything. He simply wasn't menacing enough to induce respect, it seemed. Maybe he should ask Doress for lessons.
Winter plowed through them, successfully chasing a giggling second year boy off from the biggest armchair with the hint of a growl and seated himself there before replying even a single word. But he would need to tell them something, or this would be a very long night. Oh, well.
Instead of starting to answer any particular student's particular question, he rose from the chair mere seconds after he sat down in it. He climbed up to stand on the soft seat to tower above everyone else, which was an action that made a few pupils raise their eyebrows since they had been told it was strictly forbidden to put your shoes up on the sofa.
"Be quiet!" he said loudly, happy that his mouth managed to voice a more family friendly version of the words that had been in his thoughts. "We don't know anything yet. You should all calm down and try to go to sleep."
"But it's only eight!" some third year girl piped up in defiance.
"Sleep is good for you," Winter countered without even paying her a glance. "If anybody really notices a curse, of any kind, then please stay calm and quiet and let me know. I will be here. Right here. All. Night."
Hoping that he hadn't shown too strongly how he felt about that last part, he sighed once more and sat down in the armchair again as a softer buzz of conversation began to fill the common room. At least the bulldozer was gone. But if Hogwarts was truly cursed, this could turn out to be a very long night.
Professor Roseblunt / ~8pm / Hufflepuff basement
Professor Roseblunt entered the common room with a heavily furrowed brow and his old forehead in countless wrinkles. Immediately, faces turned his way and he tried to give them a reassuring smile. Truth was, though, he was seriously worried.
"Now, don't worry, little ones," he said heartily. "Go about your business as usual! We are looking into what happened and I will try to let you have an extra dessert at another dinner to make up for this. Does that not sound good, now, eh?"
He bent down and patted a first year boy on the head. The boy's wide, anxious eyes relaxed a little as he reluctantly moved back to the group that constituted his newfound classmates.
"I will stay here tonight, just so you know!" the professor added over the growing murmur. "Just in case there is something strange going on. But don't worry! Just... I'll be here."
With that, he let out as quiet a sigh as he could manage and leaned against the wall of the normally so warm and inviting common room, overseeing the students moving about. Truth was still, though, that he was seriously worried.
Professor Doress / ~8pm / Slytherin Dungeon
Unlike some teachers at Hogwarts these days, professor Doress wasn't trying to make friends with her students. She would teach them about Charms, she would teach them to behave, she would teach them what was stupid and what was smart. The least she could demand in return was their obedience and respect.
When her heels drummed against the dungeon floor outside the Slytherin stone wall, everyone in the vicinity of the entrance heard it and their talk died down. They had only been here for mere minutes after having been herded away from the great hall. The sound in the corridor left no doubt about who was coming to visit them now. She seldom did, so the Slytherins instantly realized that maybe this curse thing wasn't as much of a joke as it had seemed.
When she finally emerged from the wall that magically slid back into place behind her, she was pleased to see that she already had the attention of most students in the common room.
"Listen," she said, wasting no time. "There might be trouble brewing."
No use in pretending there was zero risk of the Ravenclaw boy's threat being serious.
"And you will handle it. There will be no panic. You are Slytherins; you should all be clever enough to deal with challenges thrown at you. Yes, all of you," she added to a first year girl who had been about to raise her hand as if she had a question. "To ensure that as little chaos as possible will come out of this, I require that anyone who notices anything different about themselves or a comrade, come forth with it to me. I will stay in the reading room all night."
She motioned, mostly for the sake of the first years, towards one of the smaller rooms connected to the main one.
"And I require one more thing. Don't. Lie."
As she made it clear that her speech was over, she paced over to the reading room and didn't even have to look at the two students who had been seated there to make them nod respectfully (or fearfully) towards her before they piped out faster than a couple of scared eels in water.
The eerie, green light from the sturdy glass windows in the ceiling played on Doress' face as she sat down, locking her gaze on what she could spot of the common room from her seat.
Spoiler:
"The entrance to the common room is located on the west side of Hogwarts at the top of a spiral staircase, presumably located on the fifth floor, and is a door without a doorknob or keyhole, but a bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle. In order to enter the room, a person must answer a riddle asked by the eagle knocker; if they answer incorrectly, they must wait for someone else who gets it right. The Ravenclaw common room is one of the airiest rooms at Hogwarts. It is a wide, circular room with a midnight blue carpet, arched windows hung with blue and bronze silks, and a domed ceiling painted with stars. During the day, Ravenclaw students have an excellent view of the school grounds, including the lake, Forbidden Forest, Quidditch pitch, Herbology gardens and the surrounding mountains. The room is furnished with tables, chairs, and bookcases; and by the door leading up to the dormitories stands a tall statue of Rowena Ravenclaw made of white marble."
Atop the stairs in the western tower, a dog with silky, blonde fur paced nervously back and forth in front of the large door. The eagle's head on the door seemed to follow the creature with its bronze eyes. At last, the dog whimpered and leaped up on two legs. As it did, it transformed seamlessly into a human being - a young woman with yellow hair and large eyes between even larger spectacles.
"It's because I'm stressed!" the professor exclaimed in a blaming tone. "This has got to be the first occasion in all my time at Hogwarts when I don't know the answer!"
The eagle blinked without further comment. It had stated its riddle and gained no correct reply in return. It would not open.
Professor Copperkeis sighed and plumped down on the stone floor with her back against the door, burying her face in her hands. "This is too embarrassing. Too, too embarrassing," she muttered.
It seemed like the Ravenclaw students would have to go through the night without a teacher by their side. Hopefully, nothing would happen though. The boy who had uttered the strange words in the great hall was being kept in the hospital wing for now, so they wouldn't have him to harass about it. But sadly they would not have professor Copperkeis to ask about it either, at least not until she cracked this insane evening riddle and could get in. Maybe she should just go fetch someone calmer and more rational than herself tonight...
She hardly believed herself when she finally stood up and walked away in search of the Headmaster. Too, too embarrassing.
Professor Winter / ~8 pm / Gryffindor tower
Spoiler:
"The entrance to the common room is located behind the portrait of the Fat Lady on the Seventh Floor of Hogwarts Castle. A password is required to enter it. A circular hole is behind the painting leading to the common room. The common room is a circular room where Gryffindor students can relax after a long day of studying. It is full of squashy armchairs, tables, and a bulletin board where school notices, ads, lost posters, etc. can be posted. A window looks out onto the grounds of the school, and a large fireplace dominates one wall. The walls are decorated with scarlet tapestries that depict witches and wizards, but also various animals."
When the Fat Lady's portrait opened for the Head of Gryffindor, a roar of chatter ran him over like a bulldozer. He heard things like "it's gotta be a joke", "my dad will fix this", "will the school close?" and "waaaah" before he sighed, steeled himself and stepped through the small corridor out into the main common room.
A short silence fell as the students noticed the teacher. But Winter knew it wouldn't last long. Despite having done everything he could during his few years as a teacher at Hogwarts to make kids understand that his least favorite thing was to hear about their problems or deal with their shenanigans, it seemed like the most favorite thing of every school kid here was to bring him to the very edge of possible annoyance. And indeed, after the initial silent seconds, at least one kid from every year rushed up to him and bombarded him with questions about the curse and the Ravenclaw boy and everything. He simply wasn't menacing enough to induce respect, it seemed. Maybe he should ask Doress for lessons.
Winter plowed through them, successfully chasing a giggling second year boy off from the biggest armchair with the hint of a growl and seated himself there before replying even a single word. But he would need to tell them something, or this would be a very long night. Oh, well.
Instead of starting to answer any particular student's particular question, he rose from the chair mere seconds after he sat down in it. He climbed up to stand on the soft seat to tower above everyone else, which was an action that made a few pupils raise their eyebrows since they had been told it was strictly forbidden to put your shoes up on the sofa.
"Be quiet!" he said loudly, happy that his mouth managed to voice a more family friendly version of the words that had been in his thoughts. "We don't know anything yet. You should all calm down and try to go to sleep."
"But it's only eight!" some third year girl piped up in defiance.
"Sleep is good for you," Winter countered without even paying her a glance. "If anybody really notices a curse, of any kind, then please stay calm and quiet and let me know. I will be here. Right here. All. Night."
Hoping that he hadn't shown too strongly how he felt about that last part, he sighed once more and sat down in the armchair again as a softer buzz of conversation began to fill the common room. At least the bulldozer was gone. But if Hogwarts was truly cursed, this could turn out to be a very long night.
Professor Roseblunt / ~8pm / Hufflepuff basement
Spoiler:
"The Hufflepuff Basement serves as the Hufflepuff Common Room at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In general, it emphasises comfort, said to be "the coziest common room of them all". It is at one floor below the ground and is very sheltered from the elements, generally allowing students to sleep easier than those in the towers. The entrance to the common room is located "in a nook on the right hand side of the kitchen corridor", concealed behind a stack of barrels. In order to reveal the entrance, no password is required. Instead, one must tap the barrel two from the bottom, middle of the second row, in the rhythm of 'Helga Hufflepuff', which will make the lid swing open, exposing a passageway that will lead to the basement. However, if the wrong lid is tapped or the wrong rhythm is used, the intruder will be doused in vinegar and barred access. The actual basement itself is round, earthy, low-ceilinged, welcoming, warm, and sunny. There are lots of yellow hangings, burnished copper, and overstuffed sofas and armchairs upholstered in yellow and black, and circular windows that provide a vista of rippling grass and dandelions. There is also a large, honey coloured, wooden mantelpiece with carvings of badgers on it. This is located underneath a portrait of the house's founder, Helga Hufflepuff.
Professor Roseblunt entered the common room with a heavily furrowed brow and his old forehead in countless wrinkles. Immediately, faces turned his way and he tried to give them a reassuring smile. Truth was, though, he was seriously worried.
"Now, don't worry, little ones," he said heartily. "Go about your business as usual! We are looking into what happened and I will try to let you have an extra dessert at another dinner to make up for this. Does that not sound good, now, eh?"
He bent down and patted a first year boy on the head. The boy's wide, anxious eyes relaxed a little as he reluctantly moved back to the group that constituted his newfound classmates.
"I will stay here tonight, just so you know!" the professor added over the growing murmur. "Just in case there is something strange going on. But don't worry! Just... I'll be here."
With that, he let out as quiet a sigh as he could manage and leaned against the wall of the normally so warm and inviting common room, overseeing the students moving about. Truth was still, though, that he was seriously worried.
Professor Doress / ~8pm / Slytherin Dungeon
Spoiler:
"The entrance to the common room is located behind a stone wall in the dungeons of Hogwarts Castle. A password is required to enter it; whereupon a passage is revealed leading to the common room. The common room is a dungeon-like room with greenish lamps and chairs. This dungeon extends partway under the lake, giving the light in the room a green tinge. The common room has lots of low backed black and dark green button-tufted, leather sofas; skulls; and dark wood cupboards. It has quite a grand atmosphere, but also quite a cold one. The password to the common room changes every fortnight, and it is posted on the noticeboard. It is decorated with tapestries featuring the adventures of famous Medieval Slytherins."
Unlike some teachers at Hogwarts these days, professor Doress wasn't trying to make friends with her students. She would teach them about Charms, she would teach them to behave, she would teach them what was stupid and what was smart. The least she could demand in return was their obedience and respect.
When her heels drummed against the dungeon floor outside the Slytherin stone wall, everyone in the vicinity of the entrance heard it and their talk died down. They had only been here for mere minutes after having been herded away from the great hall. The sound in the corridor left no doubt about who was coming to visit them now. She seldom did, so the Slytherins instantly realized that maybe this curse thing wasn't as much of a joke as it had seemed.
When she finally emerged from the wall that magically slid back into place behind her, she was pleased to see that she already had the attention of most students in the common room.
"Listen," she said, wasting no time. "There might be trouble brewing."
No use in pretending there was zero risk of the Ravenclaw boy's threat being serious.
"And you will handle it. There will be no panic. You are Slytherins; you should all be clever enough to deal with challenges thrown at you. Yes, all of you," she added to a first year girl who had been about to raise her hand as if she had a question. "To ensure that as little chaos as possible will come out of this, I require that anyone who notices anything different about themselves or a comrade, come forth with it to me. I will stay in the reading room all night."
She motioned, mostly for the sake of the first years, towards one of the smaller rooms connected to the main one.
"And I require one more thing. Don't. Lie."
As she made it clear that her speech was over, she paced over to the reading room and didn't even have to look at the two students who had been seated there to make them nod respectfully (or fearfully) towards her before they piped out faster than a couple of scared eels in water.
The eerie, green light from the sturdy glass windows in the ceiling played on Doress' face as she sat down, locking her gaze on what she could spot of the common room from her seat.
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