I haven't played hogwarts mystery in years but I'm planning on coming back soon
Anyway I'm not interacting with the fandom cause of spoilers [I posted an edit and the next spoiler I get is a character death one]
But I have a question
My character only showed romantic feelings and lines towards Penny, but there was this scene where the gang asked him whom he is taking with him and I got confused cause apparently people thought my character's love interests are Penny and Barnaby
My character asked Penny for the dance and the game showed me Barnaby with that sad smile
And for the date one where people teased my character asked Barnaby and I got this beautiful scene with Penny where she asked my character about his feelings and I got shocked cause I kidd you not I thought she didn't love my character back because of the lack of scenes with her but she said then that would mean that she can still fight for him
So the question is did my character really fucked the date with Barnaby because it was so damn awkward is it because of the lines with Penny or my stupid choices for the date or the game just wanted an awkward date?
I didn't think my character would get the Bi roate cause I think the game actually gives the players what they prefer but I think I unlocked that roate with the Talbott mission [where my character confessed to him because my character's lines alongside Talbott and the professor indicates that they thought he was straight and as I said before all his romantic lines where towards Penny and Penny only] because I went back and saw many characters talking to my character about Penny and Barnaby in the same sentence but it only clicked to me that people thought they were a possibility
Recently, Helena Tremblay has been having revelations about herself and how she views love and loves others. While it confuses her in ways she can’t even explain to herself. She knows that the one way to allow her to embrace herself is to breakup with her boyfriend and give herself the space to figure it all out. This story is apart of HPHM ship week by @hphm-fandom-events
Theme: Rainy Day/Angst/Awkward
Helena Tremblay’s POV, November 1987
Not even the rain dissuaded Helena as she left the dryness of the castle to the damp outdoors. Near the greenhouses was typically where everything made sense to her. Though she doubted if even they were enough to relieve her of the tangled mess of emotions within her. She could not even find the words to describe herself.
As long as she didn’t run into Barnaby she knew she could make it through this confusion eventually. Maybe the distance and avoidance would allow her to feel something towards him again like he deserved. Yet something about her emotions, and love in general had seemed to have…shift. Even now Helena was not sure if that was the right word to use.
She felt rather selfish for even considering this was the right choice to make in the long term. He hadn’t even done anything wrong and yet she still found herself confused and like something had yet to be fulfilled. He had been nothing but kind to her. Whenever she helped him with his studies, he always offered to take her to see the various magical creatures that frequented the school. She recalled his absolute joy when he finally got the chance to meet a professional Magizoologist in the form of her father the past summer. Barnaby deserved the world, there was no doubt in that, and he was finally blossoming into his true self after separating himself from Merula and Ismelda. Helena only just hoped that her choice would not halt the progress he was making. She needed time, she had decided, perhaps that would make everything finally become clear again and explain the peculiar feelings she was experiencing.
Helena hadn’t planned on making today the day she would finally come clean to Barnaby. The rain made for far too depressing of a backdrop. Yet that plan was through out the window when she heard her name get called by his familiar voice just as she was about to retreat into the safety and comfort of one of the school’s greenhouses.
Barnaby jogged over to her with his brown hair damped from the rain and his school robes dripping with rather by the time he reached the overhang at the greenhouse where she was. His green eyes shone just as bright as his smile as if the rain surrounding them was non existent. He was always a light in the dark and didn’t deserve something that would dim his spirit.
“Hey!” He cheerfully repeated as he got to her side.
“Hello.” She replied absent mindedly as her mind raced as fast as a hippogriff. As a consequence though, the mask fell when her voice came out as more of a whimper than a more confident greeting.
Her boyfriend’s smile faded in response as he looked as her closer with concern, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” She told him even though she told herself no internally. She closed her eyes and sighed, unable to look him in the eye, “Can we talk?”
“Sure.” Barnaby agreed, “What is it?”
For a few moments, Helena was planning on going back on her decision to finally tell him the truth. Yet for too long she had been telling herself she needed another day, another week, and even though she desperately wanted to, she didn’t deserve to be hurting Barnaby with her hesitation and confusion for another month. She could no longer tell him everything was fine and just as clear as it had been before, things had changed, and while she still struggled to understand it, she knew she needed to accept it. This was the only way.
“I…” she stammered, struggling to find words to explain it all, “I’ve been trying to take time to myself and figure out how to say this for the past few weeks.”
“Did something happen?” He asked.
“I suppose.” She shrugged even though she couldn’t even pinpoint when her feelings towards the concept of love began to change. Perhaps they were always that way and she only became aware of how complex it could be only now. Helena wrapped her arms around herself to comfort herself, “Nothing bad, and most certainly nothing you did.” She assured him, “You’ve been wonderful.”
“Then what is it?” His brow furrowed in confusion.
“I don’t know.” She confessed, “I wish I did. I wish I knew how to explain it all but I don’t.” Her watery eyes met Barnaby’s green ones, “and I think the only way for me to truly figure it out is for me to discover myself and my feelings on my own rather than dragging you along.”
“Oh.” Realization finally dawned on Barnaby’s face, “I see..”
“I’m sorry.” Helena apologized, “I truly am. But I do believe this is the only way for me not to hurt you.”
“I didn’t do anything stupid did I?” Barnaby asked as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Helena looked at him, “No.” She assured him, “No you didn’t do anything wrong. If anyone did something wrong it was me for not taking the time to understand myself and what I am feeling.”
Though in truth, that seemed to have only shifted recently. Back when she started dating Barnaby, everything had been so simple, she was happy with him, and beyond proud as she watched him embrace himself and his interests rather than just being the muscle for people who were using him. The past summer had been a favorite of hers. How could it now be when she could vividly remember how Barnaby lit up upon meeting her father and curiously asking him questions about making a career out of Magizoology? Yet despite all that initial happiness and certainty, her emotions seemed to take a perplexing turn. She recalled her aunt’s words, that sometimes you needed to know when to end something in order to find yourself and explore how you interacted with the world and find fulfillment and only ignoring what your heart was telling you would only lead you to suffer and for those around you to suffer just the same. Her aunt eventually found happiness and the person for her with Uncle Cassian, and now, Helena only hoped that if Barnaby truly wasn’t the one for her as her emotions were trying to tell her, she would figure out who was the one for her.
“Well that’s good.” Barnaby expressed relief, “I was worried I had done something dumb and that was why you seemed so distance.”
“It wasn’t you it never was.” Helena promised him, “It’s all me, and I should have approached you sooner, told you the truth, but now you know.”
Barnaby fidgeted with his hands as he looked at Helena once again, “Can we still be friends?”
Helena nodded without hesitation, “Of course, I just need some space.” She explained and sighed as she looked back towards the castle, “I should go.” And as Barnaby nodded in silence and understanding, Helena walked away without turning back.
My attempt to make Audrey in HPHM. Fun fact, she has the same age as MC! Her skin is slightly too dark because they dont have her skin colour in the game, unfortunately.
And this is MC: Josie Desrosiers, 6th years, 17 years old, and being cute in her quidditch outfit for her date.
Josie and Audrey shared the same dorm for 7 years. Pretty sure they are friends.
Of all the annual Hogwarts Quidditch matchups, the most popular is without a doubt Gryffindor vs Slytherin. The longstanding and frankly meaningless rivalry between the two houses is never better displayed than on the Quidditch pitch. It didn’t matter whether you were even in Gryffindor or Slytherin, the guarantee of an entertaining, dramatic match was enough to draw the biggest cheers from the crowd.
And this year’s matchup was one for the ages.
Everyone knew the captains of the Gryffindor and Slytherin teams were dating each other, and had been since last summer. But it had all came to an end on Valentine’s Day, just three days before the highly anticipated match. They’d had a massive argument in the middle of the annual Valentine’s Day celebrations in the Great Hall, which had very nearly ended in a duel. Needless to say, the atmosphere surrounding the two captains was tense in the lead up to Saturday’s match. And by the time the day of the match arrived, the atmosphere was electric.
Electric not just because of the death stares they had been shooting each other every chance they got, but because there was literally an electrical storm brewing by breakfast. This didn’t dampen anyone’s spirits though - Quidditch was played in all weather conditions, to the horror of the Muggleborn first years. And nobody’s spirits were higher than Jae’s that morning, who had put on a very large bet on the outcome of the match. An outcome he was very confident in. General consensus among the student body was that the match would end when the exes finally had it out on the pitch, and end in a cross-team punch up. The question was when?
“55 minutes!” Jae announced , slapping a hand down on the railing in front of him. “YES!”
“How’d you know it wouldn’t take an hour? Or 45, or even 50 minutes?” Ben asked, squinting down through the rain at the red and green blurs against the muddy pitch.
“Oh you know,” Jae crossed his arms, marvelling at the quickly escalating fight. “A combination of studying match stats, weather, psychology, and gossip from our resident Pollyanna.”
“Now imagine if you’d applied that level of dedication to your schoolwork!” Freyja raised her voice above the din from Jae’s other side.
Jae rolled his eyes and made the blah-blah-blah gesture with his hand. “Imagine if you weren’t such a buzzkill.”
“I’m imagining really hard.” Freyja replied dryly, and started making her way down from the spectator stands.
“Where you going, daddy long legs?” Jae shouted after her.
Freyja slowed her pace on the stairs and turned around. “To get Barnaby. If he’s caught fighting again by the professors, he won’t be able to play the next match.”
“Oh shit, that reminds me!” Jae hurried along and overtook Freyja on the stairs. “If I let Charlie get too beat up down there, his beloved is gonna hex my knees off!”
