Owen was sitting in the library working on some of his homework. He was pouring through some books trying to decipher what was going on around here. Some of it seemed fascinating but he obviously had gotten that done first and was stuck with the boring stuff. He decided to take this moment to stand up and stretch out. He glanced around at the ( Read more... )

*Demyx was sitting on a large rock near the lake, plucking out a melody on his sitar, enjoying the quiet and the feeling of water all around him. Unfortunately, since this is Hogwarts, the quiet's not going to last. But for the moment, it's nice to be alone with nothing in particular to think about.*

You are what you are, you dream what you ( Read more... )

( Unwarded and hastily scrawled )

((Backdated to a couple days before Christmas. None of the confections sent are enchanted in any way. IC, May can't specify this since she doesn't know the dangers of cookies at Hogwarts.))

Having found her House, found the Owlry and actually managed to get a response from one friend from home - although it took a few owls to convince Normie that ( Read more... )

Winry held hands with Ed as he led her to the Common Room in Ravenclaw. Ed seemed very much at ease, his clothes a rumpled mess. Winry herself still had damp hair and walked just a little awkwardly. She wasn't sure why Ed insisted on dragging her down there. He had said something about introducing her to people or something like that. They had soon ( Read more... )

Dear Mel,
Merry Christmas! I do hope it's the right size. I looked up a charm in the library that is supposed to make an item of clothing fit any who chuse to wear it, but I am not sure if I met with any success. If not, pray let me know and I shall make any alterations necessary.
-Elizabeth Bennet
((Enclosed is hand- sewn Regency gown)

Dear Lily,
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Lizzy was sitting in the Ravenclaw Common Room, absently reading a book. She was dressed as she normally was, in an Empire- waisted gown.

Despite the fact that she had been reading for a good quarter of an hour, she hadn't read more than several pages. Her thoughts were occupied with pleasanter thoughts (mainly of Simkin) and more confused musings ( Read more... )

The late evening sunlight was surprisingly bright as Jo March opened a closet door and stepped out into the halls of Hogwarts. What she had been doing in the closet in the first place, or, for that matter, where she even was, was one of those great mysteries. It seemed she really ought to remember, but she simply didn't ( Read more... )

Christine had quickly realized that it is much more difficult to teach yourself how to play the piano than it first appears to be. She had received rudimentary piano lessons at the Conservatoire, but singing opera professionally had given her neither the opportunity nor the desire to hone her skills on the piano.

She methodically plucked her way ( Read more... )

Mel stumbles into the Great Hall from the outside doors, carrying a sword made of pure light.

She doesn't look very well, owing mainly to a wound on her shoulder and lesser to a few scratches on her neck, made from a Hell agent's weapon. Her clothes look sun-faded after only a few days away, and Mel herself looks plain illShe shuts the door by ( Read more... )