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6th Year Gryffindor

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(At Least This Isn’t) The Real World \\ Gwen & Griffin

It was rather unfortunate that Gwen looked forward to the weekends as much as she did, in her opinion. She knew that this was going to be the rest of her life and she needed to get used to only having two days of freedom for whatever she wanted to do per week, but part of her hated that she needed to conform to society’s expectation of what a normal and good life looked like. Well, she decided with a shrug, it really wouldn’t be right to dwell on it at the current moment and ruin the start of her weekend that had started after her last class had gotten out on Friday. She had walked back to the common room to dump her bag off and change out of her robes. 

She thought about exploring the castle some as she left her room and came back down to the common room, but the room was empty and the couch looked really comfortable. She decided a relaxing time was in order and jumped onto the couch, spreading out across it and jamming  a pillow under her neck. She had just gotten comfortable when the common room door swung open and loud voices filtered in. She groaned but couldn’t be too upset, it was a public room after all. She was just about to get up and actually do something when someone said her name and she opened her eyes to find Griffin standing above her. She grinned up at him.

“What’s up?” she asked as she propped herself on her elbows so she wasn’t completely lying down anymore.

[faith-wilcox-blog]

“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you” Faith said with a sigh “myrtles having a good old moan again, it’s not pretty.”

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen stopped dead in her tracks before flashing a smile at the other girl. “Thank you for the heads up. I always forget that this is her bathroom.” she added.

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Drowning My Thoughts Out With Sounds

[flennyq-deactivated20170417]

Oops, alright, that made much more sense then. This time Flenn actually swallowed before speaking up again, but that was mostly on account of him reviewing the past few, what, days? hours? to see if he had anything useful to help that girl on her journey of self-discovery and whatnot. “Well, it’s hard to say,” he started rather slowly, brows furrowed and all. “I mean, I always speak before I think, so I wouldn’t notice. Maybe my mouth’s been running more lately but it’s not that dramatic. But I mean, as I said, it’s always kind of bad anyway so, y'know?”

Ah yeah, he had effectively lost her. He had been off on a tangent though so he could hardly remember what he had been saying, making repeating himself near impossible. Whatever, it probably hadn’t been that important anyway. The blonde’s question made him laugh, and his good cheer was doubled when he noticed the look on her face. “Wait, was that one of the no-filter stuff you talked about just now? Because lemme tell you chica, it wasn’t half bad or anything. And yeah, I’m new, that’s why you don’t know me– yet. But I guess you do now, so next time you pass me by in the hallways you can run the other way, tell yourself “hell no that’s the psychedelic weirdo from the other day”. If I’m lucky you’ll even say it aloud, yeah?” he suggested, laughing pretty loudly now as he slapped the table.

It wasn’t even that funny, but one had to see it his way: if his lack of tact could go unnoticed right now, it was mostly on account of something strange going on. But when it subsided, wouldn’t his bad manners stand out? Was he benefiting from the current situation, or were only a few people subject to it? More than that, did weird stuff like that happen a lot in that school? Where the heck had he chosen to strand himself, honestly?

[gwenrogers-blog1]

She nodded, not having really expected a different answer from this bloke who did appear to say whatever popped into his mind. “Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t really affect you like other people then,” she agreed slowly. She wasn’t sure he would be much use if she wanted to figure out what was going on, but he had caught her interest because he was so frank and apparently was always that way. She could appreciate being frank like that.

Gwen frowned slightly when he laughed at her. She loved jokes and laughing, but not so much when it was directed towards her. However, her frown dissipated as he began talking. He was funny, she had to admit, and she wasn’t even sure if he knew that. He probably was still just speaking whatever was on his mind. “Psychedelic weirdo?” she repeated. “That’s one I haven’t heard before. Well, I’m Gwen,” she added and stuck her hand out to shake his. “Would you prefer me to address you as psychedelic weirdo or do you have an actual name?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. She was pretty sure she was amused by him so far, but it was hard to tell. He obviously had a lot of personality, but Gwen thought she could probably handle that. Or at least match it somewhat with her own.

[accio-augusta-deactivated202004]

“Does Disney write a lot of princess stories?” Augusta questions. “They’re the best classics, in my opinions. All about girls fighting for themselves and having a grand old time, they’re some of my favorite!” Augusta gushed, delighted by the fact that all the information and time spent as a child pouring over such fairytales had truly been of at least some conversational information. 

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Gwen nodded. “Yeah, they’re most well known for their princess stories. Although they usually just adapt old fairy tales. I think The Little Mermaid might be based off of Hans Christian Anderson. And Frozen, where Elsa is from.” she explained the name she had said earlier. “I do like when girls fight for themselves and don’t wait for a man to come save them. Gender equality is the best,” she added with a grin.

[illaria-jordan-blog]

She giggled. “You couldn’t beat someone over the head with a wand.. Or it wouldn’t be as effective.” She let out a bit of a snort and shrugged. “That’s a blessing in disguise. You get two weapons.”

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen nodded, grinning. “You’d probably snap your wand,” she agreed before laughing at Illaria’s next comment. “I suppose so. Better hope I don’t use it on you, your ears would never recover.”

[funwithfrankie-deactivated20160]

Frankie, smiled. She liked this girl a lot if she was a prankster. “Yeah? What sort of pranks?” she asked. She was a lot more interested in Gwen now. She thought back to the pranks she had managed to accomplish in her days at Hogwarts. Maybe she could gain a new accomplice?

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen thought about what pranks she was most proud of. “Remember when everyone’s words would come out as bubbles and could only be heard when you popped the bubble?” she asked. “That was mine,” she added proudly. It was one of her better ones and she hadn’t gotten caught for it.

[rosewheezely-blog]

“I think lunch is best. The dining hall is great place to pull a stunt like this. There are lots of people, so it’s easy to fly under the radar.” 

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“Excellent point. So now we’ve decided on a time and place. Are we going to use a potion or a spell?”

[absitomxn-deactivated20170809]

Salazar weep for the school, pranksters were everywhere those days, emblazoned with red and gold more often than not. Sighing dejectedly Albus gave a shrug, far from wanting to hear any more about the girl’s plans. The less he knew, the less he’d feel the need to warn his friends of whatever impending doom the blonde was bringing with her, the less he was at risk of someone noticing he had apparently known but failed to tell any authority figure. For all his negative traits, he wasn’t a snitch. “Remind me not to follow this path until your mischief has been managed, I’ve had my load of hallway fun until my fiftieth birthday.”

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen grinned at his dejected response. She didn’t understand why people didn’t like pranks, or at least her pranks. She always made sure hers were just fun and didn’t hurt anyone or cause any actual destruction. But she wouldn’t push it on him or anything, she just wanted to liven things up for herself. She nodded at his words. “Steer clear of it around noon tomorrow and you should be fine,” she advised him. “My mischief will be completely managed then, even though I do think you’re missing out,” she said with another grin.

[funwithfrankie-deactivated20160]

“I got into a fight. Punched a kid in the jaw,” she said with a shrug. “He deserved it. You in detention a lot?” she inquired, playing with a string hanging off the edge of her sleeve. “I feel like we should have met by now if you are.”

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen nodded, she didn’t doubt the kid deserved it. Frankie already seemed rather moral, about some things at least. She didn’t strike Gwen as the kind of person who would punch people for no reason. “I’m in often enough. Mostly for my pranks, which some I get away clean with,” she added with a grin.

[rosewheezely-blog]

“I like the way you think,” Rose said. 

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“Awesome. So, I’m thinking the best time to do it would be at a meal time. Maybe dinner? Or lunch, because then they’d have to go through the day with the hair color,” she said, thinking out loud to Rose.

[accio-augusta-deactivated202004]

“Mulan and Elsa? I’m not too familiar with those names…” Augusta questioned, “No, I’m talking about the princesses of the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson, people like Gerda from The Snow Queen and Princess Rosella from The Witch Princess.” 

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“They’re Disney, a muggle thing,” Gwen said, not bothering to explain it further. It was a hard concept to explain to magical people. She furrowed her brow at Augusta’s princesses. “Oh, I might have read Hans Christian Anderson when I was younger, but it’s been a while,” she said. 

[accio-augusta-deactivated202004]

“I’m pretty sure that there were several princesses who ‘could handle themselves’. According to legend, not all princesses were damsels in distress, you know.” Augusta closed the book she was reading and raised an eyebrow towards Gwen, trying to gauge just how upset the girl was. 

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“You raise an excellent point,” Gwen said, impressed that Augusta was willing to call her out on her statement. “My favorites being Mulan and Elsa. You?” she asked curiously, annoyance fading away as Augusta directed her attention to the current discussion about princesses.

[funwithfrankie-deactivated20160]

“Oh definitely. You looked like you were having a ball.” Frankie gave a small laugh. “Frankie Longbottom at your service. Nice to meet you,” she replied. “What are you in detention for?” She figured it would be in her best interest to be nicer and quit trying to annoy Gwen. She didn’t seem so bad.

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen smiled when Frankie laughed before nodding at her introduction. “Likewise,” she said before thinking back to why she was in detention at all. “I may or may not have mouthed off to the Charms professor. Who may or may not have not found it as funny as I did,” she said with a shrug. “You?”

[funwithfrankie-deactivated20160]

“I decided to give up on it. You were enjoying it too much,” Frankie replied with a touch of a smirk. This girl had iron will, a quality admirable to Frankie. “Who are you?” she asked, turning in her seat to face the girl more fully.

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“Damn,” she said, shaking her head. “Just when detention was getting fun,” she added, smirking. “Gwen. Gwen Rogers,” she replied, arching an eyebrow at the other girl. “You?” She was incredibly curious of this girl. If she stopped pissing her off, Gwen had the feeling they just might be friends. But time would tell that.

[illaria-jordan-blog]

She let out an exhale that was closer to a laugh and shrugged. “At least you get a frying pan.“ She uncrossed her arms and smiled. “How’s your voice? You ready for any sudden musical numbers?”

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“A frying pan is an impressive weapon, after a wand,” she agreed before wincing and shaking her head. “I’d be more like a villain if I tried to sing, that’s how many people I would hurt.”

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We're Lost Somewhere in Outer Space || Gwen & Kali

[madixlauder]

“Mmmm…” Kali hummed when Gwen agreed with her. She closed her eyes for a few moments to listen to the sounds around them. It really was different there, the sounds were not the same as the ones from the swamp and bayous of New Orleans. She really missed everything about home, the feeling was creeping up in her stomach again and it made her sick. Kali opened her eyes back up and took another long drag from her cigarette, doing her best to push it all away. 

“It really is quite nice.” Kali lied, because it was far from nice to her but she didn’t want to rain on someone else’s parade just because she was a little homesick. “I’m sorry you couldn’t sleep though, that’s the worst. I never seem to be able to get my schedule down and I don’t wish that chaos on anyone.” And she didn’t, sleeping at random times and then not at all for days on end did nothing good for her. It actually caused anyone close to her to worry their heads crazy and she did not like people worrying about her in the least. 

Kali’s breath hitched at her next question. It was almost as if the girl could read her mind but thinking about it more closely, it was a rather common and ordinary question to ask. “Yes, yes I do.” She decided to answer truthfully. “I guess I just haven’t gotten used to how everything works over here and it’s all still really strange. I miss home all the time. I miss it a lot.” She stubbed out her cigarette and put the butt in her pocket to keep from littering. Most of all she just really missed being comfortable. 

[gwenrogers-blog1]

Gwen took a deep breath of the clean, night air. It was actually completely clear and beautiful out, no clouds or rain in sight. The sounds of their surroundings were quiet and soothing, even though it was different from her home. She lived in the heart of the city, usually all she could hear were cars and people milling around. The nature sounds were a welcome change. 

She frowned at Kali’s words, they didn’t sound quite sincere, but she didn’t call Kali on it. She didn’t want to pry. Then she nodded, grateful someone else understood. “It is awful. But at least it isn’t a normal occurrence for me. I’m sorry that it seems to be for you,” she said softly. She only had these sleepless nights occasionally, which was good. It really would drive her mad if she constantly had trouble sleeping.

“Yeah, things must be really different from the states,” she said idly, noticing Kali’s discomfort. “I can’t even imagine moving to a whole different country, not now at least. I want to travel, eventually.” she added wistfully. She did want to visit North and South America eventually, branch out of Europe. 

[rosewheezely-blog]

“I like it. When should we do it?” Rose asked, rubbing her hands together. It had been a few days since she had pulled a good prank, and she was excited to have a partner in crime this time. 

[gwenrogers-blog1]

“I’m open for any time. I haven’t got much planned, to be honest. We could start planning the execution of it now and maybe do it tomorrow?” she suggested.