Dahlia Chen

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outterridge‌:

“Yay!” Dona put down Dahlia’s name and gave a hum, “Well, I’m hoping to get to almost everyone in our year by breakfast tomorrow morning. And then we can give them on the last day before winter break?” Dona suggested, hoping that would be enough time. She had a quidditch game she was meant to be training for, but she was sure she could squeeze it in.

Dahlia grinned at easy happiness that came about just by agreeing to something so simple. “So we’ll know who we get by the end of the week? I could probably get something by then put together. It’ll be a nice break from studying.”

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charlie-beckettt‌:

Even if Charlie was acting weird and stressed out, Dahlia had some hints of it too. He glanced down at her wand on the table and then back up at Dahlia. “I’ve been trying to ignore it. Maybe I should say something.”

Dahlia smirked while she crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her fingers on her arm. “What are you gonna say, Charlie?” She used finger quotes and deepened her voice to sound more like Charlie’s “Hey can you stop your attempts of flirting, some of us are trying to do something productive.”

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ryderrklausen‌:

Ryder raised an eyebrow. “I don’t hate it.” He nodded to her old table. “Change of scenery can be one step to the end of a slump. You seemed to be in a bit of a slump.”

Dahlia slammed her bag onto the desk between them drawing the attention of students nearby and the librarian. “If you wanted to flirt say so, but don’t pretend it’s me in a slump.” She huffed in hush tones.

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edanveirs‌:

Everett grinned as he dropped his bag on the table. “You seem distracted. Missing something?”

“Don’t even get me started, Everett. If this is a prank and you somehow know where my stuff is I will hex you so hard your grandchildren will feel it.” 

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outterridge‌:

Dona grinned with excitement and was about to jot down Dahlia’s name for the Secret Santa, quill already in hand, when her roommate started doubting herself. “Well no better time to get to know them than now!” She said, raising her brows. “Seriously. You are just as much a part of Hogwarts as the rest of us. And besides- once we’ve slept in the same room for more than a week, that’s a lifetime bond. We probably know each other better than I know some people who’ve been here since first year.” Dona said matter-of-factly.

She took a moment to think it over before nodding with a smirk. “Alright, yeah. Count me in. When are we finding out who we’re gifting? I assume we’ll give gifts before the winter break.”

[outterridge]

“Would you like to join my Secret Santa? It’s this amazing thing Muggles do over Christmas. I read about it in Muggle Studies and I want to do one so bad. We all put our names into a hat, and then we draw them out and keep it secret. Then you make or get a gift for the person whose name you drew, then we all have a little party and exchange gifts!”

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Dahlia smiled as she bit back a chuckle. “Secret Santa sounds wonderful, Dona. I’m just worried I wouldn’t know what to get someone. Most of you guys have known each other since first year and this will be my first full year at Hogwarts.”

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iamursamarsden‌:

Ursa rushed back over to Dahlia’s table waving the quill around. “Please don’t panic, I have your quill.” She held it out proudly. “I just borrowed it real quick but it’s back.” She set it down on the table and then hopped up as well. “I don’t know about the rest though.”

“Don’t panic, who’s panicking? I’m cool, I’m good. I have a quill now.” She rolled her eyes. “Now I just gotta find my books and bag. Summoning it would probably be dangerous, yeah?”

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meredith-halliwell‌:

“Well the kids definitely love candy. Though please if you don’t have enough money don’t worry too much.” She didn’t want people to spend all of their money in case they needed it for something else. “You could donate your time though. Come by and meet the kids, maybe help some with their homework or just play with some of the younger ones. They love to share their dolls and make up a bunch of stories.”

Dahlia gestured down the street towards Honeydukes. “Oh yeah, I mean, I could probably make some time for that during the Christmas Holiday. Let me just grab some Honeydukes while you’re here for now though. You wanna come? You probably know more of what they want then I do right?”

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ryderrklausen‌:

Ryder glanced up when Dahlia sat at the table he had been using. Alone. Until Dahlia sat across from him. Ryder raised an eyebrow and tapped the desk while he watched her struggle to figure her shit out. “Not your seat. Your stuff is two tables over.” He raised his wand and summoned her things to his table.

“Well if that’s the case-” She gasped as she caught her bag as it hurtled towards this table knocking her back into the chair she just tried to vacate. “Didn’t even ask, just summoned my shit.” She raised an eyebrow. “Do you even really want me at this table?”

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meredith-halliwell‌:

“Would you like to donate to the orphanage? I’m collecting toys starting now so we can give the kids a great holiday season.” Meredith volunteered for the ministry orphanage and she had never asked for donations but she hoped people would be generous.

Dahlia stared wide-eyed. As a 17-year-old with no job and an allowance while at school, donating money or even having access to toys was not something she had. “I um, could get Honeydukes. Is that okay?” 

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 charlie-beckettt‌:

“Shhhh….this is a library.” He whispered before turning back to his Herbology assignment. “Can you believe that? No wonder they’re not gonna get kicked out, they’re flirting with Xiao.”

Dahlia sighed and pulled her textbook closer and tried to ignore everything-the flirting, the reshelving that the flirting was interrupting, and Charlie’s nervous energy. “What’s got you all worked up. Just try to ignore it.” She even placed her wand on the table in case the next step needed to be a quietus charm.

[dahlia--chen]

“Where in the world did I put that book? My quill? Is this my seat?” She glanced around the desk she’d chosen to work on her essays in Runes and Defense against the Dark Arts. Everything was right here before she’d gone to use the restroom now that she was back either she was at the wrong desk or her stuff had been moved.