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@carolqueirozbr-blog
“Ok, this is it, we have 5 minutes to think of something and if we don’t, they’ll catch up with us.” Carol smiled at Sun, not really sure how they got themselves in that situation, but very much willing to get out of it. “What do we say we just wait and pretend we aren’t even part of what happened in the first place?”
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victcires:
victoire grinned as she waved down one of the workers to order two butterbeers, “they are seriously becoming one of my all time favourite drinks,”
“And I officialy have good company.” She grinned, happy to wait for said butterbeer. “So why butter and beer in the same name if there’s not of it?”
louweasleyy:
@carolqueirozbr
“I have family competing against each other in this. Who am I supposed to cheer for?”
“Both? That’s how we do back in Brasil, be happy either way if one wins.” She chuckled, staring at the boy and wondering who exactly he was talking about. “Or you could be like me and cheer for everyone else.”
“Hey, cutie” She called out a blonde girl standing in the middle of all the people. Why, Carol had no idea. “Yeap, you. I’m Carol.” She showed her a smile, finally recognizing the girl from the first day she had in Hogwarts, although they hadn’t talked then. “What do you say, we break a few rules and visit somewhere we shouldn’t?”
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victcires:
“care to join me for a butterbeer?” victoire asked with a gentle smile as she looked up from her table.
@carolqueirozbr
“You mean the drink with no alcohol in it?” Carol chuckled, finding it fun that a drink with beer in its name wouldn’t actually have beer. “Why not? Sounds good enough for me.” After al, she was ok with the perspective of hanging out with a friend, no matter the drink.
therohankapoor:
Rohan ran his fingers through his hair. “Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” he asked looking at her. Rohan was able to agree with her on that, he missed home a lot but he tried not to think about it that much. Of course he wrote to his parents almost everyday, he needed to see how his “friends” were doing. “I understand that you do. I’m sure a lot of people who don’t go to this school miss home but you got to look on the brighter side of things.” Being optimistic was something he was rather good at. Rohan gave her a small smile and shook his head as she offered him the whiskey. “No thanks, never liked the taste. But you should just turn that frown upside down. The events to come should take your mind off this whole home situation.”
“I guess you’re right.” She let out, shrugging, not even bothering to feel anymore - if she couldn’t be sad by herself, why would she appear to be down when someone was there with her? It was better to try and engage in a good enough conversation than spend time having negative thoughts. “But it’s not that easy, you should know. I don’t really like not knowing what’s going on with my family for months.” Her tone was a little harsher than she even expected. “Anyways, why don’t we change the subject? No need to talk about it.” This time she forced a smile. “Sure you’re excited about the competition?”
alice-inwcnderland:
“Well..” her voice trailed off as she went into her train of thoughts. Her mom did mention about trying to intern as a matron here but she’s not sure when. “No she isn’t, yet. But she’s trying to so that she will be able to get to see the rest of the family.” Alice sighed, “but currently my mom’s a landlady of the Leaky Cauldron. Heard of it? It’s a pub and inn located in London and also the entrance to Diagon Alley,” she explained, though she wondered why this girl was so interested in her family but took it as the girl was curious.
“If you want it that way then,” Alice smiled, respecting Carol’s decisions. “Wait, are we going into your dream or am I going to watch you sleep?” She asked, almost shocked. Was there even a spell for dream hopping?
"Leaky Cauldron... I’m not sure, but it sounds nice enough.” Carol showed her a smile, wondering how cool it must be to have a mother owning a pub. “No, no, that’s not it! I meant the place I’m sleeping here, you know? I brought some of the clothes with me. C’mon, I’ll show you.” She made a gesture for Alice to follow her, finding her confusion a little funny but nothing she would make fun of. “Although seeing someone’s life through their dreams sounds kinda awesome. Is it even possible?”
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areskarkaroff:
There was a devilish glint in his eye as he held her gaze. He never felt anxious around girls and liked that she wasn’t the slightest bit anxious around him either. It wasn’t often that he came across a girl that wasn’t a complete nervous wreck around him - he just had that effect on people. “Carolina Queiroz.” He nodded before letting out a low chuckle from her comment. “Haven’t decided if you’re the goddess of love yet.” Ares leaned in and whispered in her ear. “I’d have to take you back up to my room for that.” He chuckled again before shrugging. “We’ve just met though.” Quite honestly, he was impressed about her knowledege of Greek Mythology. Most witches and wizards didn’t care for old stories like those. They were mostly made by muggles who wanted to make sense of the world around them.
“So Miss Queiroz…” He began. His blue eyes still focused on her face. “I was just about to go for a walk and sneak some whiskey while the professors aren’t looking. Care to join?”
To be honest, Carol had no idea who Ares Karkaroff was. Althought most people would recognize him for his surname, she wasn’t really one to worry about families and their importance in the Wizarding World - possibly because of all the shit she got for being the adoptive child of a gay couple. Or simply because it wasn’t in her interests to care about such thing, at all. What really stood out for Carol was his personality: a charming handsome boy who not only had no problem in talking to her, but also seemed quite confident without acting like an asshole? So far a 7.5 in her book - and that was saying something.
"True.” Carol smirked, deciding she was too curious if he had planned something to say anything, a rush of excitement passing through her body at his words - she loved guys who made her aware they wanted her, one way or another (not for the sake of attention, but because she enjoyed playing certain games, at least when she had already figured out the ending).
“Lead the away, Mister Karkaroff.” She got closer to him, not only happy about getting some whiskey, but also in an attempt to say something else - almost as if she was telling him a secret. “Remember what you said about taking me back to your room?” She whispered, closer to the curvature of his neck, brushing her lips ever so slightly. “You just might, if you can convince me you’re any good in it.”
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blaisezabinijr:
Blaise flipped through their little burn book looking for a very particular blonde. Once his eyes fell onto her face, he pulled out his quill and scratched off her 5 and changed it to an 8. ❛ What?! You gotta be flipping kidding me! ❜ protested Carol from beside him. “What? Her face is whatever but when you get her alone she’s definitely an eight.” He smirked at the Brazilian daring her to contest. He was curious to hear what she had to say about another woman. Carol was extremely open about her sexuality and opinions - something he valued in her friendship. Theirs was an unlikely one but he relished the moments spent wit her. He handed the book back to her and the quill.
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“C’mon, Blaise, you can do better than this! An 8? For her? Hell, there’s so many more girls I would like to have in my bed and you just chose her for one of the top grades.” Carol rolled her eyes, now thinking that yes, maybe guys were all the same. Just because the blonde was somewhat hot, he decided she deserved a pontuation that hight? “I mean, she isn’t even that hot to begin with. We both know girls from my school win her easily, and there’s a lot of them now here.” Not that it mattered much, she wasn’t interested in searching for people she could ‘try’ at any moment back home. But things were different for Blaise, why didn’t he notice that?
“Plus, the only thing she has is... what..? A good pair of boobs? Seriously, Blaise?” She looked at him now, raising her eyebrows and trying not to roll her eyes again. “I would choose you over her any day. And I mean it.” This time she let a smile fall in her lips, not wanting to worry too much about his opinions, but rather have fun and relax a little.
dcmweaslcy:
Though the castle itself was quite big, Hogwarts itself was quite small in comparison to the other schools, “I haven’t really watched any muggle films to be honest.” Dominique admits with the shrug of her shoulders, “Maybe once when I was younger and my grandpa Arthur was babysitting but Mum was quite against it.” Her brows raise as she eyes the other girl, “Ah so does this mean we’ve just officially entered into a prank war? We could always team up and wreck havoc among the rest of the peasants in the castle.” The blonde suggests with a wicked grin, nodding her head, “Sure. I’d be happy too. Seeing as classes haven’t really started yet.”
“Against muggle movies? Really?” It always came as a shock to Carol when wizards expected their children not to watch movies. She had grown up with them! Almost literally. She and her fathers would get some popcorn, hug each other in a couch and stay there for hours laughing at bad actor’s faces and crying with some of most dramatic scenes. It was their thing, after all.
“Hm, maybe.. I say we try to prank each other first, and after there’s a winner we team up and show these people what pranking really is.” Carol winked, a grin in her face because of her own plan - she wouldn’t miss the chance to have someone pranking her, of course. People often lost and it was always fun to see their faces when they so deeply believed they could fool her. “Good! That’s it, then? We’ll see each other later? Or maybe you want to leave with me and get some revenge on a guy who sent a hex at me in the train?” Not that he had an success, but.
therohankapoor:
Rohan wasn’t sure of what to do. It was obvious that the girl had been crying, but he wasn’t sure if he should comfort her or not. Rohan was always the neutering type, he learned it from his mother and always took care of the baby animals back home. “Rohan” he said awkwardly still standing in the same place. Sad people always made Rohan pretty uncomfortable. It was probably because he didn’t know what to do, and he always liked to know what to do in every situation that came to him. Rohan let out a deep breathe and took a seat next to Carol. “Are you alright.” he asked looking at her. “And you don’t have to lie, your puffy eyes tell it all, I know you were crying.”
There was two type of people in the world: Those who knew how to handle a stranger crying, and those who didn’t. Carol realized, before said Rohan could say anything, that he probably fit the latter. But since she had no intention of crying while he was there, she decided it didn’t matter. At all. “Yea’, I am. Don’t worry about it.” She mumbled, a small smile in her lips as she tried to notice who the hell was talking to her. A boy. Great. Awesome first impression (insert almost roll her eyes here). “Crying isn’t motive for a big commotion, you know? I just miss home, that’s all. Want some whiskey?”
sofiarojass:
“Well no one could top the fun we had.” she said giving Carol a friendly nudge. Sofia suddenly started to remember all the fund times that they had at Castelobruxo. She definitely missed her own school, but it was time to wreak havoc at Hogwarts. Sofia wasn’t even sure if Hogwarts was ready for this. “I haven’t met anyone yet, but I’m sure there is someone here that knows how to have a good time.” Sofia gave her a small smile. “There has to be someone here that can top what we did at Castelibruxo, there just has to.”
“Honestly, a few more days and I’l completely lose my hopes.” Carol snorted, rolling her eyes as if things were never going to be different. “Ok, I had a change of heart. If Hogwarts can’t be fun, then we’re going to make it.” That was her style, after all - if bored, find something to play with, if there wasn’t anything, use whatever tool. “I don’t want to go back to Castelobruxo and complain about how much I missed it, no. And this school certainly has one or two people that can at least throw a party.” This time, she smiled, maybe too big, but who cared? “What do we say, we start searching? People already think we’re crazy anyway.”
alice-inwcnderland:
“Sometimes you just have to look on the positive side of things, even when they are really that bad.” Alice nodded. She was taught to have this mindset when she was born and hence, she was rarely upset even when things could have gone worse. “Homesick? I guess I will not actually feel that way since my dad works here and all but I kind of did during my first few weeks here as a first year. Took me awhile to adjust. Besides, you can always send an owl back home.”
“Oh, I guess it’s just a South American thing cause I really never heard of that brand. How about showing me some of the clothes if I ever visit your school? I’m sure I’ll get hooked to the clothing brand too.” Alice smiled back, even though she did not know what’s behind that shy smile of Carol’s, she’s sure it has got to do with her hometown.
“But what about your mum? Please tell me she doesn’t work here. That would be death.” Carol pleaded, although curious about who Alice’s mother was and what exactly she was doing right now with both her daughter and husband away for so long. “I mean, she’s out there somewhere, right?” Carol did realized, mostly, that when people didn’t talk about a certain parent, it was always almost the case that they didn’t want to talk about them at all. But Alice seemed to be such a gentle and high-spirited person.
“I think it would be too tiring. She would literally have to cross from one continent to another, not mentioning an ocean or two. Nah, I guess I prefer to not keep in touch with them for a while... that’s better than killing my owl.” She showed her n smile as if saying ‘it’s alright, and I’m not gonna cry about it’, even though she might. Later, of course. “You don’t need to visit my school for this! I can show you today! Now, even. I mean, in a few minutes, if we go back to where I’m sleeping. I brought some clothes with me, and only the best of the best.”
almightyissy:
“Some people really need to learn library etiquette.” Issy grumbled to no one in particular, but she glared daggers at the group of loud kids sitting at a table near hers.
“People need to learn a lot of things. Doesn’t mean they will.” Carol said with a smirk, not really sure why she had bothered to answer in the first place.
2: Elira, Laila, Cinder
Marry: Laila
Cuddle: Cinder
Sleep with: Elira
[Carol: Read this as “Sleep with” and/or “Cuddle” everybody. Whatever let you sleep at night.]
