#clonewartsstarter

[millicentbulstrode-]

Excuse me. Some of us are trying to read here.

[deanofhogwarts-blog]

Time-Out During Quidditch

[ Dean stumbles as he lands to the ground, his team-mates in tow. It's been a long game and he has a feeling it won't end soon. Despite his exhaustion, Dean is ecstatic at finally having a go at the Quaffle, his tired smile a sure indicator. He wanders over to a table near the spectators' stands with a spread of light snacks and refreshments laid out on top and grabs a cup of pumpkin juice. He takes a sip and grimaces. ]

Eugh, it's warm. Forgot how hot it gets when you're trying not to let all your teeth get smacked out by a bludger. 

[thenamusisseamus-blog]

Is it normal for clones to just... disappear?

I could have sworn I had one. But I've been waiting him out and he's been nowhere and apparently I had to talk my way out of an expulsion for missing so many classes so... I think he's gone? Does that happen? Do they just, like, stop existing?

[t-boot]

Cach,

I feel like it's been ages since I've even spoken to anyone... been so buried in my books, worried about revision.

[deanofhogwarts-blog]

Did anyone booby-trap the leftover casserole in the kitchens?

I... was just curious. Not mad, really. Wasn't like I was trying to sneak into the leftovers.

[hermione--grangerr]

Has anyone seen my Arithmancy notes? I went to get a book and when I got back they were missing from my bag.

[morag-mac]

-standing on the pitch and trying to toss a Quaffle as her broom lays down at her feet-

[fay-dunbar]

Gryffindor At Night // Fay + Sophie + Vincent

Fay stared at her handiwork, smirking quite a bit to herself. Well, her wandwork, mostly. On top of one of the desks in the Gryffindor Common Room were several different cups, each with a different colored ribbon around its middle. Red signified that it was intended for Mouth-Itching Potion, gold was for a Babbling Beverage, green for Shrinking Solution, and white for Veritaserum. Each cup had already been laced with their shot of the respective potions, as well as a quite generous amount of Butterbeer. All potions except for Veritaserum, of course, which Sophie had promised to bring. She feigned a sweet smile when the first-years passed by, awkwardly gawking at what they were led to believe was 'cider', even going so far as to snatch a few for themselves.

In the dormitory, however, was a different story entirely. Fay had been slaving over quite a bit of brewery, from Butterbeer to Firewhisky, as she had attempted to replicate her own kind of each - just in case they were to run out, of course. So far, she had been moderately successful with Butterbeer, only tweaking it to have a fair bit more alcohol. The Firewhisky, however, was the reason that her brand-new Collapsible Cauldron was burnt from the inside out, as it had exploded and burnt up more than once. She grimaced at the thought of trying the remaining drops of the would-be beverage. "Thank Circe for the crate of Firewhisky I brought from home." Fay thought, pouring the remaining drinks into the cup.

For a moment, Fay stared at her watch, waiting for Sophie to appear with either some equally mischievous Gryffindors, more potions, or some eager and interested victims. After all, they had both spread the word that the Common Room would play host to a Butterbeer Pong Tournament tonight. Fay sang loudly along with the Weird Sisters' newest record, not noticing when Sophie entered the room.