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colette-barnes
âIâm not going to be as harsh with you guys as I normally amâŠâ
âWell⊠thanks I guess, but your âharshnessâ may actually helped us in that win against Gryffindor. Youâre the captain and you can do whatever you want, but I think everythingâs just fine as it is.â
I Get by With a Little Help From My Drugs | Bryce and Annie
The day felt heavy and oppressive as she exited the alcove to the Gryffindor common room and snaked her way through darkening corridors and down winding stairs. She could feel the threat of snow in the air as she stuffed cold hands into the internal depths of her winter robe. The dreariness of December had turned the lionâs usually colorful personality black and white; a mere shell of who she had been just a few months ago. Emotionally, she felt void of any pleasant inkling, replacing happy thoughts with cold, bitter, self-aggressive ones. And with each pill she choked back, she replaced finding a healthy outlet with a six hour fix to subdue the pain.
Walking towards the Great Hall, Bryce couldnât help the lazy grin that settled on her lips; nor could she help the giddy flip of her stomach as she spotted the Hufflepuff girl, slender and pretty, features hidden underneath the dim lights of floating candles. Emboldened by the drugs, the lion came upon the badger rather strong, swaying slightly before her limbs found their place and she was able to straighten her posture. âNice evening,â she commented gently, unable to hide her amusement by letting a flourish of soft laughter tear from the hollow of her throat. âDonât mind me. Iâm just a bit loopy from uh, waking up not too long ago,â she defended pitifully, still unable to mask her startlingly upbeat mood.
Forgetting for a moment that the two were still inside, Bryce began to fumble around in her robe pocket for her wand and a smoke. When she procured the two, the smoke was bent and flattened, tobacco flakes had been lost at the end, leaving the tip empty and sad. âLooks like I mightâve slept on it,â she commented mindlessly as she raised her wand, setting fire to the end of the fag. As she inhaled, her shoulders moved in what appeared to be a halfhearted shrug and she chuckled under her breath. âStill tastes great though.â
Stress was building up. Even though Colette had eased up a bit with her intensity on the team, Annie still felt the need to keep practicing on her own. Then there were her classes. Because of her added personal practices and workouts, she barely found the time to finish her assignments. They were finished sloppily and at the last possible minute. And here she was now, in the Great Hall, finishing a potionâs essay at the last possible minute.
She continued to scratch her quill across the parchment she saved just for final drafts of essays. Itâs so odd⊠Annie thought to herself. You would think theyâd let us use pencils or pens⊠Dipping her quill in ink, she sighed to herself and began her next paragraph on the parchment.
âNice evening,â
Startled by the sudden comment, Annieâs hand jolted and put a defined black line of ink through the middle of her essay. Surprised by her own feeling of indifference, Annie rolled the parchment up with a sigh and rubbed her face with her hand, probably leaving a few smudges of ink.
âIâm sure it is.â She replied, turning to the Gryffindor standing behind her. Almost immediately, Annie noticed how Bryce seemed to be out of it. She barely knew the other girl, they only had Herbology together, but she could tell that there was something off about the lion. Her laughter seemed out of place, but maybe it just seemed that way to Annie. It wouldnât be fair of her to make any immediate assumptions, even though Bryceâs excuse of having recently woken up did seem suspicious.
âI donât think you can smoke in the castle,â Annie said softly, a small and amused smile on her lips from watching the other girl fumble around her pockets. âIf you want we can go outside?â She stood up, eager to abandon her unfinished essay. âThe Astronomy Tower is always nice. No classes go out there tonight, so weâll have it all to ourselves.â
Hey whatâs everyone up to? Been awhile since Iâve used my magicer XD
Annie! I was starting to think you were avoiding the wonderful and darma-filled world of magicer ;)Â
I havenât been intentionally avoiding it⊠I just havenât really had the time to keep up with all this magicer business lately. So, what has "King Louis" been up to recently?
Well why wait for something to happen when we can make something happen! Wanna find something exciting to do?
I donât see why not. Let me haul myself out of bed, throw on some more appealing clothes and we can go looking for a purpose.
Brilliant! Meet me down by the Great Hall when youâre ready, okay?
âWeâre changing the way we do things now.â
"What do mean?"
Snow Angels // Annie and Louis
chasingweasleys:
He rubbed his gloved hand up and down her arm, trying to warm her a little further. âItâs cute, donât worry.â He assured her with a grin. âGood, itâs a date.â He announced grandly, laughing at the thought. âIâm a beach kid though, be warned. Snow angels are not my forte. It may come out like a snow blob. Weâll probably only end up with Annie angels.â She sighed against him and he didnât think about kissing her head easily as they headed toward the castle.Â
âYou donât celebrate enough, clearly. There is
always
something to celebrate, youâve just got to be creative with the reasonings. For instance, even if you donât win tonight, youâve gotten to see me, and thus the day is awesome and you should celebrate with me after the game. See?â He teased, laughing still. âEasy.â  Â
  âIt doesnât matter if youâre good at them or not, itâll still be fun!â She smiled and when she felt him kiss the top of her head, butterflies floated around her stomach. Her heart was racing from the small display of affection and she snuck a quick look up at him to see if he had thought anything of it. He didnât. He continued talking and Annie focused on steadying her heartbeat.
She laughed along with Louis and shook her head. âWell⊠I canât argue with that logic⊠I guess Iâll have to celebrate with you afterward.â Annieâs nerves reappeared for a moment, but they werenât about the game. Now she was nervous about after the game, and what their âcelebrationâ would entail. Annie never really celebrate too much after matches, since she always found herself extremely exhausted.
Annie and Kat
It was a plain and normal morning down in the Great Hall. Annie had no real desire to eat anything, but still tried to eat a bagel since she knew she should try to have something in her body to get her through the day. The majority of her consciousness didnât care whether she ate or not, but there was still a small part of her that wanted to keep taking care of herself even if it was through an action as small as eating breakfast. Today happened to be a better day for her.
Mornings were her least favorite part of the day, and it often took some caffeine to wake her up. As she poured herself a cup of tea an owl swooped down and dropped a small envelope, which caused her to spill a bit of the tea in surprise. Most owls would usually stay and wait for a reward or treat, but this one immediately flew away and back into the direction that it had come from.
A small part of her hoped that it was an extremely rare letter from her parents, telling her how much they love her and how they canât wait to see her at Christmas. Her parents were not really fans of owls, or any living creatures that could move and be troublesome. When she was eleven, she had asked for a cat to take with her to Hogwarts and her parents replied with a strict and stiff no. She had been very disappointed, but not upset. The only time her parents had ever sent her a letter by owl, or a letter in general, was when they almost coldly told her that her grandmother had passed away during Annieâs third year and that she was expected to be at the funeral.
Excited at the fact that she received a letter, but too tired to read who it was actually addressed to, she tore the top of the envelope off and began to read the letter. Â Her eyes slowly widened in realization that the letter was not for her. She immediately felt embarrassed for reading someone elseâs letter and her cheeks became a tinge darker as a result of her embarrassment.
She pulled her wand from behind her ear (an odd place, but Annieâs favorite to store her wand) and gave it a quick wave to reseal the envelope. She flipped the envelope to the front and read the name that it was addressed to. Liana Hatley. Liana Hatley? Sheâd never heard of a Liana Hatley before. Maybe it was a first or second year that sheâd never met. It was a pretty big school, so it wouldnât be that uncommon for there to be a Liana Hatley out there.
Abandoning her spilt tea and half eaten bagel, Annie stood up and scoured the Great Hall. She didnât really know what she was looking for, since she had no idea what Liana Hatley could possibly look like. She decided to approach the first familiar person she saw, and when she looked over the busy Hall again her eyes landed on Kat.
Feeling ridiculous for standing there for so long, she got up and made her way over to the Ravenclaw table. Annie tapped Katâs shoulder timidly in an attempt to get her attention. âUm, I accidentally just got a letter addressed to someone named Liana Hatley. Would you know anything about her? Is she a young Ravenclaw maybe? There was some kind of mistake with owls I guess and Iâd like to give the letter to her.â
aurelianoxacosta:
Youâre going to be amazing out there, Annie,â Aureliano offered simply in return to her admission of nervousness, the unease in her laughter. âI know it. Youâre brilliant, Iâve no doubt youâre going to be that way today just as always.â
 A light shade of pink rose in Annieâs cheeks, and she looked away from Aureliano. She always felt a little embarrassed when someone complimented her and she didnât know how to reply. âOh, um, thanks⊠And, uh, I have no doubt that youâll write an absolutely brilliant article about the game.â She awkwardly tried to compliment him back.
[gif of a shy and embarrassed Annie who's also smiling a little maybe]
rhineliketheriver
Rhine turned at the sound of Annieâs voice. It saddened her that they were seeing each other with so little time to talk, she wanted to fix the things she was destroying. It was becoming clear she wouldnât be able to finish her school year here and she didnât want to leave with broken friendships as her last memory of Hogwarts. But sheâll take the time she can get.Â
âHi, Annieâ she turned back to the players warming up and flying around on the field.Â
âIâm glad you came to say hiâ
Annie knew that she should go soon. Everyone was warming up and Colette probably wouldnât be too happy if Annie stuck around for much longer, but she really wanted to see her old friend again. Hopefully this encounter would hint that Annie still cared about her and wanted to be her friend, but Annie didnât want to push it if Rhine didnât feel the same way.
âIâm glad I came by, too. Itâs really been a while⊠whatâve you been up to lately?â
Open Para
The game had been going on for quite a while after the twenty minute time out, but Annie wasnât getting tired at all. She figured the exhaustion would probably hit her later, after the game. She probably wouldnât even make it back to the castle without falling asleep a couple of times.
âI donât think Iâll even be able to stay awake during the party when we win.â Annie joked aloud to anyone close enough to hear her. She hoped that there would be a party. But she really hoped that they would win. It would look bad if they lost, since they had quite a few advantages in the game. It would show that they couldn't win even with a couple of advantages.
âWow, well itâs a pretty good game for me so far. Definitely a lucky day to have scouts in the stands.â
Full Time Keeper, Part Time Chaser: Self Para
The nerves that Annie felt that morning were long gone. Now, she was completely focused on the close game as she hovered in front of her three rings. Earlier in the game, the cold had been bothering her, but by now she was used to it. The snow was a small obstacle and didnât obstruct her vision too much. If worst came to worst, sheâd at least be able to see dark figures moving toward her and that was enough to keep the quaffle from going through the rings.
Now, the dark figures were more toward the other end of the pitch and she could only assume that her team had possession and were trying for a goal. Scoring today wasnât too much of an issue, since Gryffindor only had their reserve keeper for the match. Despite her teamâs advantage, Gryffindor was still close behind Hufflepuff.
Annie sat on her broom patiently, straining her eyes to see what was happening on the other side of the pitch. She waited for some kind of confirmation that her team had scored, like a sudden outburst from the Hufflepuff stands. There was a sudden uproar, but not from the Hufflepuff fans. Instead, it was the Gryffindor fans. Annie saw the red-robed chaser speeding toward her with the quaffle under her arm.
It was a one on one moment between Annie and the chaser. The chaser sped toward her at an intimidatingly fast rate, but the Hufflepuff keeper stubbornly stayed in her position where she could reach any of the rings at an equal distance. The chaser finally attempted to launch the quaffle into the right ring, but Annie met it. She punched it out in front of her before she caught it, and when she did catch the quaffle, she tucked it under her arm.
This is my chance.
A small smirk played on Annieâs lips as she bolted through the air toward her opponentâs rings. Sheâd been wanting to try this for a while, but knew that sheâd have to practice to get faster. It finally seemed like her practice had paid off. She almost naturally dodged Gryffindor players that came at her. The moment felt surreal. She was actually on the other side of the keeperâs line and was actually going to score.
Once she had easily flown down to Gryffindorâs side of the pitch, she nearly blanked out. She never thought that sheâd ever actually get this far. Was she supposed to pass? Was she supposed to just go for it and throw the quaffle at the rings?
The reserve keeperâs positioning was off, and Annie noticed that almost immediately. The other keeper seemed to be favoring the left ring, hovering almost directly in front of it. Annie sighed at the simple mistake done by most of the inexperienced keepers.
Taking the opportunity that was practically placed in front of her, she wound her arm back and launched the quaffle at the right ring. The reserve keeper easily flew to grab the quaffle in front of the right ring as if he had expected her to do that. The quaffle wasnât in his hands for long, and he passed it out to one of his chasers, who was already zipping toward Annieâs unguarded rings.
There wasnât even enough time for Annie to think about how she had fallen for the keeperâs baiting, which was one of the easiest tricks in the book. Instead, she focused her mind on getting back to defend her rings. The chaser was still a bit in front of her, but she was quickly gaining on them. The quaffle left the chaserâs hands and soared surely toward the middle ring. In a sudden burst of speed, Annie punched the quaffle away from the ring. However, another Gryffindor chaser quickly rebounded the quaffle and threw it at one of the rings before Annie had any time to reset. She felt a bit disoriented and her heart was pounding louder than it ever had before as she tried to see where the quaffle was. Annie spotted it and caught the quaffle in her arms right before it could go through the left ring.
Letting out a long held sigh of relief, she started to calm down from the intensity of the play. Her calmness made it easier to scour the field for her teammates and easier to pass the quaffle off to her Captain, who was able to secure a goal for their team.
After the goal, the referee blew the whistle and Annie saw Cygnus on the ground, hunched over. She had been so focused on her own part in the game that she didnât even notice the strong hit that had taken Rokonski out. The ref called a time out in order to deal with the injury and Annie flew down to where the rest of her team was meeting on the ground.
The game was far from over, and Annie didnât like to assume things, but based off of Gryffindorâs disadvantages and Annieâs performance so far, it seemed like her team would be able to win this one.
Rhine had felt left out more than ever, by now none of her friends were speaking to her.Her mother had sent in another owl saying that she had officially moved out of their home. The home that Rhine grew up in and had all her cherished memories there. Things were getting worse for her family in the muggle world, and she decided she deserved a bit of fresh air and something to smile about. So she quietly walked over to the match against her own house and Griffindor. Rhine wished she couldâve walked with some friends, but she had pushed them all away. In the end she sat alone in the stands and watched the game begin.Â
âI hope we winâ she whispered to herself.
"Well that makes two of us." Annie smiled at her friend. They used to be so close, but lately it almost felt like Rhine was avoiding her. Of course, this really alarmed Annie and she worried about her constantly. Despite her being so worried, Annie didn't push Rhine to talk to her, not wanting to bother her. Another one of Annie's worries was that Annie had done something wrong or that Rhine simply stopped liking her. "I really shouldn't be here right now, since the game is about to start any minute and I kinda need to be there, but I saw you and I guess I just wanted to say hey. So, uh...hey!" Annie awkwardly said, including a small wave to up the awkwardness.
briarwoodcroft
  âI suppose so. It was a damn good hit though, you canât deny that.â
 âYeah, youâre right on that. It was a bloody good hit.â
owaindarling:
âYeah, it was a good hit, wasnât it? I still feel bad thoughâŠâ
"Honestly, I'd feel bad too, but it's kind of the nature of the game. Sometimes people get hit and sometimes people get hurt. If it makes you feel better, Iâll go with you to check if heâs okay after the game.â
Nerves on Gameday
owaindarling:
âYou have nothing to worry about Annie,â he assured her, âTrust me. Iâll protect you, and Briar will too. Besides, I have to be impressing the scouts today, so Iâll be getting as much use out of my bat as I probably can. Assuming itâs still there when I get back and no one has hid it on me.âÂ
He chuckled at that, although it really wasnât funny, and began working on his plate. He was nervous about the scouts, and how they wouldnât pay attention to him if they didnât win, but he couldnât show it. He had to stay strong for the rest of the team.Â
Owainâs reassurance actually did help to ease her worries. She really never shouldâve doubted her team in the first place, since they were all extremely loyal and always had her back during games. And Owain would definitely never let a bludger even near her if scouts were rumored to be at the game. Scouts. Annie never thought about them much and never really considered herself good enough to go pro. If a team asked her however, sheâd definitely take the opportunity. Sheâd love to be offered to play for the Harpies, but sheâd probably have to change her name to something that started with a G.
Annie shook her head and let out a soft laugh. âGod, I canât believe scouts are gonna be there. If I told a ten year old Annie Dawson that professional scouts would be going to watch her team for some sport called Quidditch, she probably wouldâve laughed. A lot. Even right now it still seems a little surreal to me.â
âItâs a shame about Cygnus, really, but I donât know how they still have the leadâŠâ
"Maybe they're just getting lucky... but I know we can catch up. If we're going down, we're not going down without a fight."
