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falviana gully. seventeen. ravenclaw.

[falvianagullyx]

soledad-archer:

“If you decorated her room I know she would love it.” Sol wasn’t much for decorations but she was sure Tami would appreciate it if she ever came back to Hogwarts. “Houses are just arbitrary borders to human connection. Or at least that’s probably what Tami would say.”

          “I meant it more in the going into her room would be weird. Do you want to help me? We could do something really nice.” Falviana missed Tami and she’d been worried. Too worried to write. “Is she... okay? Have you... written her? I’m too scared to.” 

[falvianagullyx]

giggle-me-this:

“Let’s make this game a little more interesting, shall we?” Nate said as his animated chess piece strutted across the board challengingly, mirroring Nate’s own confident competitive bravado. “What are you willing to wager on your next move? An article of clothing, perhaps?”

          Wizard’s Chess wasn’t her favorite game, but Falviana liked the challenge on occasion. Whenever she felt like it, she found someone in the castle to play with, not caring who they were. This time it happened to be Nate. As she looked at his move, she pondered for a second before moving one of her own pieces. “How about we just play the game? I like girls, you aren’t my type.”  

[falvianagullyx]

soledad-archer:

“I’m making a dress for Tami as a gift for when she gets back. Nothing too fancy, but at least it’s something to keep me busy.” There were times when Sol wasn’t allowed to practice on the pitch because other teams were there so she needed something to in the meantime.

          “That’s sweet. I wish I could help with that, but I’m helpless when it comes to that kind of thing. I was thinking about decorating her room, but then... we’re not in the same house and that might be weird.” Maybe there was something that she could do that was more her style, but Falviana was clueless.

[falvianagullyx]

declan-lyon:

Declan’s brow furrowed as he gently pulled her up. “Um, well, yes? But … Can you not? It was an accident because obviously I didn’t see you behind the door. Are you okay? I know a couple simple healing charms or I can help you to the hospital wing if it’s something I can’t fix.”

          Falviana shrugged, she was okay, but she wasn’t exactly happy. “You shouldn’t be flying inside like that anyway,” the Ravenclaw nodded. “Anyway, I’m fine. You don’t need to use any healing charms and I don’t think I need to go to the hospital wing either.” She looked at herself and brushed off the dirt on her outfit. Falviana was tougher than she looked. 

[falvianagullyx]

beckett-charlie:

          Asking someone that had constructed such an intricate wall of books to move seemed like it was out of the question.  Rather than doing that Charlie just sat down and began to arrange all of the supplies that would be required in order to get the assignment done as quickly as possible.  It wasn’t as though writing an essay on the history of magic should be difficult.  As a matter of fact that was one of the subjects that as dry as it was Charlie found rather interesting.  ❝ Yeah, I’m working on the History of Magic essay that’s due in a few days.  I spent enough time goofing off on other things now I need to actually get down to business. ❞  Typically Charlie didn’t wait until the last minute to do his work however, with all of the commotion around the castle he had been left to feel a little out of sorts, and honestly it made for a great atmosphere to play practical jokes.  Although truthfully, all Charlie had done was attempt to get into a couple of the other houses and fail. 

           ❝ Are you here for school or because you actually want to be? ❞  If there was money to be put on it Charlie would say that Falviana was there because she wanted to be.  She was probably getting restless just like the majority of the student body.  ❝ Found anything interesting yet or are you just browsing? ❞  Charlie’s eyes moved back to the book he had in his hand about the muggle and wizarding world during WWII.  

          Falviana would have moved. Sure she had a lot of books in front of her, but it wasn’t that big of a problem to move them, still she didn’t want to if she was welcomed at the table. Especially by someone she didn’t mind hanging around. She shifted some of the books to make more room, moving some to the floor so that there wasn’t as much on the table. Her own research wasn’t for school, as much as it was for herself. Falviana wanted to do more research, but she had been exploring more. She smiled at his response. “I can’t imagine putting off a History of Magic essay. It’s just not me. Then again, it’s my favorite subject so I wold never wait until the last moment. That’s just me.” She tended to write way more than she needed for those specific essays. Other subjects could be a gamble depending on her mood. Professor Binns mostly just let her do what she wanted and sometimes gave her independent work. The library felt super stuffy to her and she really didn’t want to be there, but where else could she read. 

          “Neither really. I’m just doing a little research for myself. I don’t really want to be in the library. Too quiet here.” She smiled lightly at him. “I’m trying to find books that I might need for my own research. Since I only have one more year here, if I don’t find clues, then I’m going to have to find other books. I’ve got a pretty decent library of my own books.” The Ravenclaw nodded. “A few potential good ones.” 

[falvianagullyx]

beckett-charlie:

OPEN

          The whole pont of the lockdown was to keep everyone safe, but that also meant that most people were ALWAYS watching what other people were doing.  It wasn’t that Charlie was out to get into trouble per se.  How could he with a head boy that was such a stickler for the rules?  Besides if he cost the house too many points it would start to become a problem and that really was never Charlie’s intentions.  Right now he was just getting very anxious and started to feel as though he were stuck rather than in a place that was meant to learn.  

          Today instead of continuing with the same task that he had started a couple of days before Charlie headed to the library.  He had history of magic homework that had been put off long enough.  It didn’t sound fun at all and therefore he’d been avoiding it for quite some time.  

          Of course there were no corners with weren’t occupied so Charlie had to find a table and hope that it was empty.  Walking through the shelves of books and row of tables he found one table that wasn’t being used and placed his bag on the chair.  Now all he really needed to do was find a couple of books that were required to do the research that he needed to do.  Collecting the books was easy, making his way back to the table where his bag was perched was still easy, but finding someone else sitting at the table and now taking up more of the space… that sucked.   ❝ Uh, excuse me, but I was working here. ❞  Pointing at the bag that was still sitting on the chair Charlie plopped the books down on the table.  ❝ Hope you don’t mind a table partner. ❞

          With her time in spend in Ravenclaw because of the lockdown, Falviana had managed to get some research done as well as most of her homework. She couldn’t say much for the rest of the students, who probably hadn’t been as successful as she was in means of focusing. Everyone seemed to be freaking out, but she’d done her best to remain cool and collected throughout the whole thing, despite some students obviously having been slightly unnerved by everything. She did her best to make sure that everyone that looked upset, she talked to in order to make sure that they were -- as okay as possible. She’d never been too much of a trouble maker however. Choosing to follow rules or challenge them if need be rather than outright breaking them. 

          Since she’d finished all her books that she’d been reading, Falviana decided heading to the library would be her only course of action. At lest there were lots of book in the library that she could choose from. Maybe there were new ones too. She had a lot to sift through still and the library, while informative, was not her favorite location in the school. Maybe she’d look at a few titles and copy them down to get her own copy of the book. That seemed like a better way to spend the afternoon. Falviana avoided the restricted section, despite being allowed in there whenever since Professor Binns trusted her enough to let her use it when she wanted to. 

          She grabbed a pile of books on magical history and balanced them, heading off to a table that seemed empty to her -- though she had so many books it was difficult for her to see if the table was taken. Falviana made a wall of books, attempting to wall herself into a corner of the table before taking one of the books down off her pile and glancing through. Until she heard a voice and it pulled her out of the world of goblins. Not her favorite topic, but there were some interesting theories in this book. “Ah, sorry,” she said to Charlie. “Uh, do you want me to move? I can.” She tried to move her pile of books, slightly to make more room for the Slytherin. “What are you working on?” Falviana asked curiously, leaning over slightly to see if she could tell what type of books he’d picked up for whatever he was working on. The Ravenclaw girl smiled lightly at him. “History of Magic essay?” She had finished hers ages ago. The requirement was 4 feet. She’d written 16. At least Professor Binns expected it from her. 

[falvianagullyx]

declan-lyon:

Freedom! Declan raced down the steps towards the main entrance. Once the door is in his sights he does a quick look around for Professors who might catch what he’s about to do. When he sees no one he slips his broom between his legs and pushes off hard with his feet to hover just about two feet off the ground. Just a quick snap of his finger and some wandless magic the doors burst open and reveal the disaster just moments from unveiling before his eyes. Declan has to pull up sharply and drag his feet on the rough concrete to try to slow down before plowing into the poor student just outside the main doors. “Oh fuck! I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you and then you were just there. You okay?” He jumps off his broom, leaving it stranded in the middle of the doors then flicks his wrist to dislodge his wand from his wrist holster and does a quick diagnostic spell over them to make sure there wasn’t anything too terrible. “Guess I uh … shouldn’t have been flying indoors. Let’s keep that between us, yeah?”

          Falviana had wanted to spend some time outside the castle today. Rather than explore the inside, she found herself outside the castle walls. Although it was a nice pretty day, her mind kept thinking back to what had been going on and it made her nervous. Her parents had sent her letters making sure that she was safe and if she needed to talk to them, she could. However, she had thought she was doing okay until she got back to her normal routine and felt anxious outside. She’d just gotten indoors, when she was practically run over by someone. “Hey!” she exclaimed looking at Declan. “Um, you shouldn’t be flying in the castle. I should report you.” 

[cats-on-cocaine]

[noiropia-blog]

Paradise. 

[falvianagullyx]

          The book she’d been reading was heavy and long. She’d been reading it all day and now she was just feeling very exhausted. Falviana felt like a zombie as she went through her day. She turned the page of her book and put her head on the edge and felt herself drift off into a trance. 

[labella-instagram]

[boy-so-pale]

[falvianagullyx]

klausenryder:

              Ryder wasn’t really a stickler for being on time as long as it wasn’t his first period. The first day of Hogwarts still scarred him when he got sent to detention for taking too long to make his bed. Nobody had explained the cluster of sheets and how to fold them perfectly, but that morning he had managed to fold himself in them. Blinking his eyes he looks to Falviana with a grin, “ It’s ace. I knew you wouldn’t ditch me.” Since this was after all their routine study night.  

               Hands close around his own Herbology book pulling it onto the table. He lifts his brows curiously at the comment about History of Magic. “Are you pretty confident in your History of Magic knowledge? I could give you some sort of mock quiz on it? I don’t know the questions on the actual exam though.. so I don’t suppose that would help. Maybe Defence Against the Dark Arts after Herbology?”

          She was hardly ever late to things because Falviana was good at keeping track of time. Except occasionally when she had been working on her research or occasionally History of Magic stuff. Her father had taught her the importance of being on time and she actually had always valued his opinions on things. She smiled and was thankful that Ryder wasn’t too upset over her being a little late to their study date. She pulled her Herbology book from the stack and flipped to a random page filled with scientific drawings of the plants they’d been studying. “I would have never ditched you. It’s impolite,” she smiled. 

          “Professor Binns gave me a mock exam near the beginning of the exam and I’ve gotten nearly all perfect marks in that class the entire year,” she replied. “I think I’ve got that one in the bag,” Falviana said with a smile. She didn’t like sounding over confident because there was the off chance that she would fail the exam, but she didn’t believe that would happen. Mainly because it was her favorite subject and she could recall random dates of things without batting an eyelash. “Okay. I should probably work on Defense Against the Dark Arts too.” That had never been her favorite subject, though it was one that she needed to work on. “Other than that, I think I’m good with the rest of my subjects for now.” 

[falvianagullyx]

klausenryder:

@falvianagully

It’s Ryder’s favorite day of the week. He weaves through the student body with the books tucked under his forearm. A day free of duties, which meant he had his study meeting Falviana in the Great Dining Hall. Dusk had settled over the school and he could barely make shapes outside the window. It meant their rendezvous point should be considerably empty. He’s early to the meet and sets his belongings on the Gryffindor meal table.

He turned and made a light jog towards the kitchen, where he asked the house elves for a drink and a snack. They give him a glare, but they’re used to Ryder’s sense of neediness when it comes to homely things. Once he has the drinks and snacks in hand he steadily makes his way back to his belongings at the table. Straddling the wooden bench before he tucks both long legs under the table. The cup brought to his lips as he takes a healthy gulp.

From his peripheral vision he can see Falviana and offers her a wave. “I got us all set. We just need to figure out which subject first.”  ‘Please for the love of god don’t pick anything dealing with magical creatures’, he silently pleads in the back of his mind.

          Falviana wished she had more time to work on her personal research, but this far along in the school year she was hard pressed to find time to do anything other than study for the upcoming exams. The only one she was confident she was going to pass was History of Magic and that was because Professor Binns had given her a mock exam midway through the semester and she’d been prepping for it since. Alchemy and Herbology were the ones she was not looking forward to the most and the two subjects she needed to study for most, which meant they were the ones she wanted to study for the least. She glanced up at the clock and realized that it was later than she expected. Falviana gathered her belongings and ran out the door. 

          It was easy to spot Ryder at the Gryffindor table and she hurried over. The Ravenclaw spread her books out on the table and took a seat. She was a tad bit out of breath. “Sorry, I’m a little late,” she said. And continued to fan out what she’d been working on. “Um, I want to study for History of Magic, but I don’t think I need to. Herbology? Because I think I’m going to fail that one if I don’t put some time and effort into it. Unless you have some better suggestions?” 

[falvianagullyx]

Question One: Does your character believe in equality for all magical beings?

She does. Falviana thinks that ideally everyone should be equal, however she knows that it will be a long journey to get everyone to see that. She knows that people still have reservations when it comes to people that are halfblood and muggleborn. But she has hope that people will get there eventually.

Question Two: Does your character have any reservations about a particular magical being (be it werewolves, vampires, veela)? Why?

She does not because she thinks all people can be dangerous it doesn’t have to be because they are a magical being or not. 

Question Two B (optional) : If the answer above was yes, what do they think of the other being/s?

N/A

Question Three: Does anyone in your character’s family have strong opinions about magical beings?

They feel the same way that Falviana feels. 

Question Four: Is there anyone in your character’s family/any close associates who work within the Ministry? If so, what department do they work in?

No. Neither of her parents work in the ministry. 

Question Five: In a situation where your character was faced with a magical being, out of control, would they know how to defend themselves magically? If not, would they attempt to defend themselves or flee the situation?

Falviana would think rationally. These are people after all and she doesn’t want to hurt them. She would protect those around her and do what she can to calm the magical being down. If that didn’t work then she would run to safety. While she does have the means to defend herself, she doesn’t really want to resort to violence unless that’s the last available outlet.

Question Six: Does your character have any professors/members of staff they particularly trust? Why?

Professor Binns is one of the only professors that she trusts. She trusts him because he’s teaching her favorite subject and she knows that he’s very wise and has seen a lot in his years. She knows that he can be objective in situations rather than subjective, which she likes. 

Question Seven: Does your character have any future career plans?

She would like to continue to do research on magical heritage and figure out her own family tree. She wants to study why magic works the way it does and how sometimes it dies out of family lines then reappears later down the line. 

[falvianagullyx]

tylermagnusenvest:

Tyler was in a fairly good mood, the day’s classes had passed with ease and he was on the later patrol tonight so he had plenty of time to spend in his favourite place: the library, of course. Xiao had informed him the moment he arrived that they’d ordered new books a little while ago and they’d arrived- some were completely new and other’s were less-battered copies of books that had been in the library some time- and it would be a great help to him if Tyler could do the replacements for him, by collecting the old books and putting the new on the shelves. He would even be allowed to keep some of the old copies, if he liked.

He had been given the restricted section to deal with, Tyler knew it rather well after a few years of being allowed to gather books from there and occasionally lend a hand, and for the time being the section was to be closed off while he sorted through everything. At least it was meant to be sectioned off. Tyler had been at the far corners for some time, there were a few books that needed to be replaced but were currently borrowed, so he was making notes of which books were now on the shelves to add to the files when movement caught his attention.

Tyler sighed. He continued fitting another book onto the shelf and ticked it off his list, keeping his focus on the task at hand for a moment before he looked up, down the aisle. “This section isn’t open this afternoon,” He announced, tucking his quill against his list and dragging a hand back through his hair, adding after another moment, “But you probably knew that already, considering the sign that was put up at the entrance, so either you ignored it or you didn’t understand it. I can’t say why you’d be looking through the library, however, if it were the second option, all of these books need a certain level of understanding.”

          The library was one of Falviana’s least favorite places to be. She liked books of course, and studying was important to her as well, but the library was always just too quiet or too crowded. She preferred studying in places where she could actually investigate her surroundings or play her music loud. The whole static feeling of the library was almost uncomfortable to her. Falviana did enjoy the large collection of books, but she also preferred to read them outside the library, unless it was impossible, which sometimes was the case. 

          But she couldn’t deny that being in the library wasn’t useful because it was. There were more books there than there were in her collection. And sometimes research had to be done there rather than in other portions of the castle or castle grounds. Especially if the book was a book she wouldn’t be allowed to take outside the library... or the restricted section. She put that research off until she absolutely hit a wall and couldn’t think of another avenue to follow. Today was one of those days. Falviana had put off a lot of her research to explore the castle, but nearing the end of the year, she knew that she wasn’t going to have much more time to utilize these books. 

          Her head was buried in a book as she walked towards the restricted section. Professor Binns had given her access to the section of the library at the beginning of the year that would expire at the end of the year. He knew what she was looking into and had always been her favorite staff member. He knew that she was a responsible student too and wasn’t looking to use the books for anything other than research. She put the book she was reading down on a table and started looking at the books when she heard someone speak. Falviana jumped a bit and then looked up to see Tyler. He’d always been a student that she didn’t know very well, and since she wasn’t a trouble maker -- usually -- she hadn’t been punished by him or most prefects for that matter. 

          “I’m sorry!” she exclaimed, in a hushed whisper. “I was reading and didn’t see the sign. But... uh, I can leave. I’ll just go... explore?” Falviana sighed. She didn’t have much of the castle left to explore at this point, but she didn’t want to get into trouble. “Look, I don’t have anything else to do and I’m just working on a little bit of personal research. I promise I won’t mess up whatever you’re working on or be loud or anything, I just really don’t have anything else to do. And if you say no, I’ll leave, of course, but please don’t.” 

[falvianagullyx]

ramonapatton:

With all of the recent events in mind, Ramona had to keep herself updated. It wasn’t a new habit, reading the Daily Prophet, well, daily, but the past months it had become sort of an obsession, and today, hers didn’t arrive with the rest of the mail. “You’re a proper beaut!” Ramona grumbled she glared up at the owl who dropped her letters. She hurriedly flipped through them—one from Alice; one from mom; and two from her grandparents. They could all wait. She stuffed the letters into her backpack and glanced around the room, before landing on someone with a roll in front of them. Moving to the seat across from them, Ramona waved a finger at the paper. “Could I?”

          Falviana kept up with the news as much as possible. She didn’t really like modern papers because they were all reporting in a way that she didn’t like. The crooked stories that were fulled by their own or big corporations. She liked how in history people would write their own news in papers and hand it off to the next person, who would write their news and the process would continue until the entire town had put their news in the paper. But she still read the paper because she wanted to know what was being said. Falviana looked up as she heard someone talking. “Of course,” she replied, looking at the paper. “I’m finished with it.”