welcome to hogwarts college, AURORA DEVERILL & JULIUS MCLAGGEN! a lot has changed since we last saw you around — you’ve got twenty - four hours until your next class starts up. alexxis lemire & henry zaga are now taken.
( alexxis lemire, twenty-three, cis woman ) hey, was that AURORA DEVERILL passing by? I didn’t think the HALF-BLOOD (PROBABLY) was a student, but I’d recognize HER anywhere. rumor has it they’re working as a RADIO PERSONALITY, so who knows what they’re doing here. they always reminded me of GRACE HAS A GUN by KATIE PRUITT. I’ve also heard they’ve been recruited by NO ONE. but despite all that I think they’re still CHARMING, INSIGHTFUL & OBSERVANT and UNREMITTING, SYBARITIC & COVETOUS. and the SLYTHERIN alum still reminds me of velvet ribbons strung through deep chestnut locks; a closet full of neutrals ( you cannot be overlooked if you choose to blend in ); a row of books on your bookshelves dedicated to working with poisonous plants; a voice sweeter than honey unleashing words as sharp as thorns; expertly applied makeup on eyes you can’t meet in the mirror; the lush, living solace of stolen time in a greenhouse. well, then, I guess some things never change. ( zoe, 23, cst, she/her )
( henry zaga, twenty-five, cis man ) hey, was that JULIUS MCLAGGEN passing by? I didn’t think the PUREBLOOD (LEGILIMENS) was a student, but I’d recognize HIM anywhere. rumor has it they’re working as a CURATOR FOR THE DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ARTEFACTS, so who knows what they’re doing here. they always reminded me of POPPIES by FLIPTURN. I’ve also heard they’ve been recruited by NO ONE. but despite all that I think they’re still ADAPTABLE, PRAGMATIC, & CONFIDENT and DECEITFUL, HEDONISTIC & GRUDGING. and the ILVERMORNY alum still reminds me of the comfort of a set of lock-picks on your person; perfectly windswept hair even on the stillest of days; fingers always stained with ink and paint (still, you leave no trace); the careless, deafening pop of champagne bottles; burning the midnight oil, the morning oil, the midday oil; eyes that always itch to find an exit; smiles so sharp and lovely, the devil couldn’t tell you no. well, then, I guess some things never change. ( zoe, 23, cst, she/her )