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lena. sixteen. hufflepuff

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Semi-Hiatus [ooc]

Hey y’all. I will have started Uni as of tomorrow (1st of February) and in my country it’s a tradition to go on a trip with your ‘classmates’ which means I will be away from the 1st to the 5th.

I had hoped I would have gotten to my replies before, but I’ve been really busy this week. I owe;

Jimin, Jane, Isobel and Sunmi.

I’m sorry and I’ll get to your replies as soon as I get home!

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"So I was in the kitchens and the elves were teaching me how to make those pumpkin pasties but then Bao Bao barrelled in looking for puppy biscuits and nearly ran straight into the open oven," she sighed, petting the small animal on her lap, "I think the elves need to stop feeding him all the tie."

“Ooh, the small ones, right? Gosh, I love them.” A smile bloomed at Lena’s face at the thought, before she got serious. “Oh no. He didn’t get hurt, right? He’s so cute. I’m really impressed with how he keeps getting into the kitchen, though. He’s a smart one. He almost deserve all those treats.”

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Late Introductions {Jimin&Lena}

Tagged: @huffjimin

The common room is bustling with life when Lena exits her dormitory again. It's disorienting at first, her mind still muddled with the fading embrace of sleep, and for a minute she just stands still, gaping like a moron in the doorway. Rubbing her eyes, she eyes the clock to double-check that she did in fact only sleep half an hour.

She's suddenly sorry that she didn't check her hair in the mirror before coming out, but a glance upwards tells her that it's still the right color and it feels the right length as she pulls at her messy pony tail. Okay, so not a complete disaster.

Suddenly she realizes that she's still standing in the doorway, mouth still open as a fish, and with a blush she closes both. If she's lucky no one has noticed her. A look around reveals that no one is paying attention and she lets out a sigh of relief. Good.

Her look around, however, also makes her notice something she's less thrilled about. The new transfer student seems to be sitting alone. While Lena never actually introduced herself to him yet, it just seems wrong for someone to sit alone in the Hufflepuff Common Room. So, with a huff and a nod, Lena marches - non-threateningly, of course - her way over to him.

"Hello!" She says with a smile that reaches her eyes. "You're Jimin, right? I'm Lena. We're in the same year. Go sixth-years. Yay." She throws a celebratory fist into the airm, she's certain it looks as awkward as it feels. Maybe she can still save it.

"I think we have most of the same classes? So… if you need help you can always ask?"

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Interruptions {SunmixLena}

Tagged: @sunmisly

Lena has never considered herself brave. One of the reasons she's in Hufflepuff and not in Gryffindor. She's never considered herself a coward either, though. Careful, perhaps. Still, she's never been comfortable approaching Slytherins. Especially not older Slytherins.

But there's no empty seats in the Library except at the table with the older Slytherin and the books cradled to her chest are getting heavy. It's almost weird to see so many people in the library. With a small nod Lena gathers her courage and starts walking. Her steps feel as heavy as the books as she makes her way to the table.

Here goes nothing.

"Ehm," It's supposed to be a noise to attract the girl's attention but it comes out more as a gulp. Wonderful start.

"I was wondering if I could sit at your table?" Her voice almost doesn't quiver and Lena feels proud. Maybe she is a little bit brave after all. Just a little bit.

That idea is shattered as the Slytherin looks at her. She can feel the tips of her hair struggling to rise into a frizz in panic, but she fights it down. She can't fight the words tumbling out of her mouth, however. A stream of breathless panic in word form as she attempts to soothe whatever biting remark the older girl is ready to spit at her. "I'm sorry to interrupt! You're probably busy with important work and I shouldn't have disturbed you, but it felt wrong just to sit down without saying anything and-"

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Short circuit {open}

  "Please, please, please turn back to normal."

  Her voice is barely a whisper as she frantically grips at her hair. Her mother had always said that being a metamorphmagus was all about focus. But Lena's been focusing for close to twenty minutes now and her hair hasn't changed at all.

  She's usually good at it. Can change through different hairstyles just by blinking, but it feels like her power has a mind of it own whenever she's sporting something especially embarrassing. Like screaming pink and incredibly big. Which is not what she was going for at all.

  She wasn't going for anything really. She'd been feeling a bit down and figured she'd just think happy thoughts until it lifted. She can't remember the thought anymore, but it must have been very happy for her hair to change into a style that just screamed 'I'M LITERALLY CANDYFLOSS RIGHT NOW'.

  If she had a mirror this would be so much easier, but she's not about to leave her deserted corridor for one of the busier ones. No way. She'd rather be caught dead than letting anyone see her right now. Even if that means she has to squint into a window, trying to catch her reflection in the glass.

  Maybe if she just says what she wants it'll listen? It's worth a shot. Nothing else has worked so far.

  Lena casts a panicked glance to both ends of the hallway before she leans into the glass so her nose touches it. Then she stares at her hair before chanting in a hushed whisper.

  "gobacktonormalgobacktonormalgobacktonormal-"

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Lost&Found

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           Honestly speaking, even though her pride may give her a hard time saying it out loud, this certainly wasn’t the first time Isobel got lost in the vast expanse of Hogwarts. From the Grand Staircase; which was shifting and moving so much that it brought her to numerous hallways that she didn’t even know were there before, to secret passage; that she always seemed to accidentally discover by pushing a particular stone on the wall or brushing her hand on a particular object at a nearby painting, Belle is thankfully surprised that she hasn’t been late to any of her classes yet.

             Hitching her book bag higher up on her shoulder, Belle frowns as she passes by the same painting and the same girl for the third time. She just wanted to go to the kitchens, which she had accidentally found on one of her lost expeditions, to grab herself a cup of tea before proceeding to the library or the common room, depending on the time. Was that too much to ask? Furrowing her brows slightly as she inspected each painting, looking for the familiar pear she knew she had to tickle to be able to enter the kitchens, Belle contemplates whether she had already passed the corridor to her right when a light voice called to her attention. Turning at the sound, the half-Veela is met by the sight of a petite female with a yellow tie. A Hufflepuff.

          The slight change in eye color didn’t go unnoticed by the Ravenclaw. The female was probably a Metamorphmagus. A person considered as a magical creature by the Ministry, just as herself. Although her pride gripped her throat and told her not to embarrass herself in front of the other female, Belle couldn’t help but admit to herself that at this rate, she didn’t even know how to get back to the Ravenclaw common room. So the brunette relents and bats away the clutches of her pride and ego. “Yes.” she says softly. “Do you possibly know the way to the kitchens?” With her inherited Veela charm and naturally icy personality, Belle knew she appeared quite unapproachable to most people, so the brunette softened her usually sharp gaze as she patiently waited for the petite female to reply.

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The Ravenclaw's eyes were fiercer than Lena had anticipated. A large shiver ran up her back and she had to fight the urge of making herself seem smaller. She'd approached the other; Running away screaming at this point would only be stupid. Not to mention make their next encounter insanely awkward.

Her words words made Lena pause. She'd expected them to match the eyes, perhaps even uttered with a sneer. It’s not that she had something against Ravenclaws, she’d just been unlucky a few times.

At their unexpected softness, however, she felt herself relax, the corners of her lips lifting themselves into a small smile. As she realized she could actually help the other, the smile grew even bigger and she planted a hand in her side in a mock stance of pride.

"I am a Hufflepuff aren't I? We practically live there!" Her statement was accompanied by a small huff of laughter as she rocked back and forth on her feet.

Seeking her eyes with a small smile, she reached out towards the girl's wrist and gave it a little tug to signal for her to follow. Then she started slowly walking backwards towards the kitchens. “You’re that new transfer student right? I’m Lena.”

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DADA Assignment #1

Assignment: Counter-Jinx

Words: 223

'When dealing with a Jinx, other than simply standing still and taking it to the face, a witch has two options: Preventing it with the use of an Anti-Jinx or returning it to the caster by using a Counter-Jinx. If put as plainly as this then yes, Slinkhard is correct in saying that a Counter-Jinx is intended with just as much harm as a Jinx.

I wouldn't, however, call it a misnomer as the definition of a misnomer is "a wrong or inaccurate name" and the name 'Counter-Jinx' is the most accurate name that a spell designed to counter Jinxes could possibly have. 'Greater-Jinx' sounds stupid and 'Jinx-To-Counter-Another-Jinx' is simply too long.

In my agreement with Slinkhard earlier, I didn't take into account the intention behind the spells. A Jinx is a spell meant to inflinct 'pain' (or annoyance) onto another person, whereas a Counter-Jinx is meant to deflect this 'pain' back onto the caster. As such, a Counter-Jinx is simply, if I'm allowed to word it as such, a pre-emptive payback. If I believed in Karma, it would be 'Receiving what you give' and I can totally get behind that.

I have personally never used nor witnessed a Counter-Jinx, but my uncle used to do a lot of duelling. Legally, of course. I can imagine that he would use Counter-Jinxes on occasion.'

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A Cold Surprise {Wren&Lena}

Tagged: @grywren

It had never been Lena's intention to turn the snowman into a weapon. Honestly. At most, she  wanted to give someone a shock (but a pleasant one) when they turned the corner and suddenly saw a waving snowman. And she had studied the charm she needed to use almost a bazillion times before trying it in practice. It was fool-proof!

Okay, so maybe some people would think it was somewhat childish. Building a snowman and what not. But if snow, seven black pebbles collected by the lake, a carrot stolen borrowed from the kitchens, and half an hour of pushing said snow around was all she needed to maybe get a laugh out of someone? Lena felt it was a worthy cause.

And okay, so maybe she did use more than thirty minutes because she forgot she needed sticks for its arms (how else was it supposed to wave?) and therefore spent almost ten additional minutes searching the area for sticks that had the right shape. But, and Lena could say this honestly, it might just have been the most perfect snowman she had ever laid eyes upon.

Now all that was left was to speak the incantation out loud and move her wand the right way and she was all set. With her eyes narrowed in concentration, Lena performed the spell... except the snowman didn't start waving. Instead he exploded into a huge cloud of snow splattering not only Lena but also the unfortunate person coming around the corner at that time.

With an intelligent "uuargh" Lena lifted her arms to shield her face. Standing as close to the snowman as she had, the snow hit her with enough force to make her fall backwards with another shriek. Luckily the snow secured a soft landing, but it did take a few seconds before the world stopped spinning.

"Oof."

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x Introduction

hello errbody! my super secret identity is kay and i really look forward to rp’ing with y’all. ehm, english isn’t my first language so i apologize in advance if i mess up at times :]. i’m already plotting with some of you, but if there’s others who are interested hit me up?

— that being said, i start uni the 1st of february so my activity may drop a little until i kick uni’s butt (ง’̀-‘́)ง. (i’m away on a group outing from the 1. to the 5. so i definitely won’t post during that. i need to pretend i’m social and stuff)

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Things That Go Bump {Christo&Lena}

Tagged: @ravchristo

Today, Lena thought, is an extremely good day. She did so with a little twirl as she skipped down the, and she had checked this three times before she allowed herself to get lost in her own thoughts, deserted hallway with a small hum, two books safely secured between her arms and her chest.

It wasn't that there was anything special about it. It simply felt… right. It felt like something in the air made sure her hair was just as she wanted it (alright, so she did kind of cheat with morphing it to what she wanted) and kept her tie from untying itself as it had an uncanny ability to do without her touching it. Maybe it was snow. Things always felt better when it was snowing. More magical somehow.

Her last thought made her stop before she all but ran to the nearest window to investigate whatever or not it did snow. Leaning unto her toes and pressing her nose against the window, Lena narrowed her eyes as she tried to spot snowflakes falling. When she didn't see any, her shoulders sagged in disappointment. It would have been wonderful if it had snowed. The day would have been even better.

With a small sigh, Lena picked up the two books she had dropped in her excitement but it didn't take long before she was humming again. And with the humming came the skipping.

In hindsight, skipping around a corner at full speed wasn't the smartest idea and she did let out a small scream as she barreled headfirst into the person going the opposite way. Books and papers went everywhere as she promptly sat down, knocked back from the collision.

"Aaargh, I'm soo sorry." She pulled her underlip down in a grimace as she got eye contact with the other. "I'm seriously really sorry!"

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Lost&Found {Isobel&Lena}

Tagged: @ravisobel

Lena didn't make a habit of stopping people as they walk the hallways of Hogwarts. In fact, her most common reaction to seeing people walking towards her would be to shuffle slightly towards the wall as to give the others more space. It wasn't a conscious reaction because Lena was trying very hard to not 'be so mousy' as some of her friends had put it. No, she didn't often stop people she didn't know, which was why it seemed so incredible hard to gather up the courage to call out to the other girl.

Her reasoning was sound, however. When the girl had first passed by, Lena had barely looked up from the book in her hand, expecting to see a Hufflepuff student on their way to the common room. The blue tie and the Eagle emblem had puzzled her at first, but she hadn't wasted much thought on it.

When the girl passed by again, Lena had slid from her standing position to sitting on the floor, book now placed on her stretched out legs. At the sound of her footsteps, she pulled her legs to her with a small 'sorry' until the other had passed. This time Lena scrunched her nose up in thought, eyes following the girl's back down the hallway. Weird, she thought.

The third time Lena recognized the other as she passed. It was odd for a Ravenclaw to pass by the Hufflepuff common room entrance twice, but three times and she would definitely have to be lost. Nothing of particular interest (at least for a Ravenclaw) was to be found in the nearby area, Lena mused before she closed her book and got up from the floor.

''Excuse me,'' she said, her eyes changing to become grayer, mimicking the slight unease she felt addressing the other, ''But do you need some help finding your way?''