#hallows event

[kestralscaptain]

Greg had his body back and really that was all he cared about. He would worry about how V would react to him leaving her party later, he just wanted to get out of there now. He was just done. He'd had enough of the fuckery that had gone on in the last week and he just wanted to get away from everyone. He was feeling surly and antisocial. His broom and a night flight sounded amazing. 

The trick though, was getting out of the house. V's house was a maze and though he knew his way through it pretty well, the guests that kept stopping him, made it damn near impossible. 

[blytheparkin]

Swap Back || Selfie!

Blythe walked around. She found that she really didn’t have any reason to be here. She couldn’t find anyone she knew or even though she knew. She and Greg weren’t the only ones who had been body swapped. There had been the people they had switched with, Lucas and Heidi, Duncan had switched bodies with Cormac Laggen, the Falcon’s new beater. There wasn’t any telling how many other magic users throughout the world had been affected by this. She couldn’t imagine how long she would have to stay in this body. She loved her own body, every bit of it. She’d never been one who had ever hated anything about their body. She was happy with what she had and she only wanted it back.

She walked over to the bar and got herself a drink. She needed something hard. She honestly didn’t care if anyone caught her in Heid’s body drinking, someone might say something. Not that she knew one way or the other if Heidi drank, she wasn’t best friends with her despite all their mothers wished that it could just be so. B really didn’t have friends beyond Greg and Alyssa, and Alyssa was her sister.  No one beyond Greg even knew about Alyssa. She always had to take her out of the country if she ever really wanted to spend time with her. Ever since she knew Alyssa was her sister, B didn’t want anything more than to be as close as other sisters she knew.

Maybe when Alyssa was out of Hogwarts, she could move in with her and they could really get to know each other. They hadn’t had that much time to spend with each other while B was at Hogwarts as well, having to always hide behind the guise of her visiting someone at in the medical wing of the hospital. B had lied so much to everyone since she met her, but honestly she didn’t mind that. She lied to everyone on a regular basis for the most part. She didn’t care who she lied to, she didn’t care what she said as long as she got what she wanted out of people. The only person she didn’t lie to was Greg, and she loved that.

She looked down at herself in this body that wasn’t hers, sighing heavily. She just wanted her body back right now. Sighing heavily, she hung her head. Feeling a wave of nausea, light headedness flow over her, not all too different from what it felt like to apparate in this body. She wasn’t going anywhere; she hadn’t started to apparate on her own… But then why did she find herself in a different place than she had been. She wasn’t in flat shoes any longer and she was in her own dress. Her own dress. Her eyes widened and there she was, there in her own dress. She was at the party in her own dress and in her own body! She was herself again!

[kestralscaptain]

Greg stood outside the place the party was at and glared at all the people that were arriving. He could think of a million other things he'd rather be doing. Boiling his head in acid seemed preferable to V's halloween party, but there he was. 

Maybe if he had his body it would be alright, but he was still stuck in Lucus' body and that made it worse. He wasn't even sure V would let him in the door, did she even fucking know Lucas? Greg was betting not, but who V knew was vast so he supposed it was a possibility. 

Sighing, Greg walked in the door to the party. he hadn't bothered dressing up, there was no point, plus, he'd never really been the dress up type. He wasn't going to act like Lucas anymore. He'd been stuck as Lucas for a week and he was over it, but he was Greg, even if he was stuck with someone else's body. 

[blytheparkin]

Wishing Only Wounds the Heart || Selfie/Hallows Event

Blythe sat back, looking at the letter, unopened. Thinking about what she just realized floored her. All that she'd been doing with Greg, all that she'd been feeling with him finally came crashing in on her and she finally realized what it was. She felt it so very strong and she couldn't believe it. She'd never felt this before. She was in love with Greg. She had never loved anyone in her whole life, not like this. Love wasn't something she had growing up. Yes, she loved her parents and they loved her, but it wasn't a thing they said or spoke about. She even loved Alyssa. She was her sister and she would do anything for her.

But this was a different kind of love. She was in love with Greg and she knew it. She knew it and she could feel it all the way through her being. It was all encompassing and all she wanted to do was run to Greg and tell him... But she couldn't... Not looking like this. She couldn't go to him looking like this at all. He'd never let her live this down, even if he did or could feel the same about her. It was too much to think of. She was in someone else’s body, a body that wasn’t her own, not even her voice was her own. She wanted her own self back.

She wanted to be able to go to him and tell how she was feeling, but at the same time, she wasn’t sure he would even feel the same in return, so that was keeping her grounded, keeping her from running off to him anyway. She could convince him that she was herself, there were things she knew about him, things no one else in the world knew about him, that alone could prove it to him, but there was things they had done together, things only the two of them would knew they did together. She hadn’t told Alyssa and she was sure he hadn’t told anyone else, and even if he had, they wouldn’t know exactly what they had done, but she could still convince him she was herself.

That wasn’t enough of a reassurance for her right now though. She wanted to go to him, but if he didn’t feel the same in return, she didn’t want to deal with that rejection. Just the incident before they went to the batting cages was enough to show her that she really couldn’t go to him. She couldn’t go to him and tell him how she felt without any indication of how he felt... and she was sure he didn’t... but there was a possibility that he could... maybe. She wasn’t ready to make that leap, not just yet. She had to focus on her predicament right now and not her life that she wanted to desperately to get back to. She wanted to get back in her own body and she couldn’t do anything else until she was.

Don't wish, don't start Wishing only wounds the heart I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl Ev'ry so often we long to steal To the land of what-might-have-been But that doesn't soften the ache we feel When reality sets back in

 I'm Not That Girl, Wicked

[theboywholivedtotp]

HERMIONE?!?!

[ginmweasley]

Owl to Harry and Hermione

The school's gone nuts.  Nearly everyone, I'm sure, besides the Slytherins and the Carrows.  Nobody's behaving normally, people have run into hiding -- I saw Lavender sprinting away from breakfast this morning -- and classes probably didn't happen, either.  I can't really speak for the last one: I went to the bathroom after breakfast, and the sink turned into a snake.  I swear it wasn't Myrtle's bathroom; I went up to the third floor.  I don't really know what's happening, but the Carrows or Slytherin must be up to it.  Snape, too, possibly.  I refuse to go to the bathroom until all this is fixed.  Let me know if you have any idea what's causing this.