#thornstarter

[gladysthorns]

“I’m going to kill him,” she growled as she stormed through the halls of Hogwarts, heels clacking on the stone, “I don’t even know which brother did it, but whichever one it is...is absolutely dead.” Gladys’s usually calm demeanor was clearly flustered as she balanced her bag on her forearm and seemingly kept readjusting her fists.

[aprinceinpieces-blog]

Much as he had grown to hate the quiet isolation of the empty castle during the Holiday, Severus found himself lacking any warm feeling as the students filtered back. Slytherin itself was much improved with the return of his housemates but the rest of the castle was a trial as Severus adjusted back to the normal term crowding. Had any part of him really missed this? It had seemed so at the time. 

Only a few days in and he had already grown tired of dodging elbows and over packed bags at every turn in the corridors again. Maybe if people would bloody well look where they were going! 

Stepping off a staircase before it had the chance to switch direction on him, Severus took a few hurried steps only to bang directly into the side of a student rushing in the opposite direction. Hissing an obscenity or two between his teeth he managed to catch his bag before it went over into the now empty space where the stairs had previously been. Bag secure, he rounded angrily on the object of the collision. 

"In a  hurry?" 

[mvrymacdonald-blog]

Mary was positively glowing. Her hair was pulled into neat braids, red and golden ribbons woven through in contrast to her dark hair. Her cheeks had red and gold stripes painted across them, sparkly glitter paint over the gold. She was wearing her favorite red sweater, and a golden lion head necklace. Tucked under her arm was the banner she’d worked so hard on, and had held up throughout the game. Her throat was raw from screaming and cheering on the Gryffindor team. Being in the stands among her fellow Gryffindors was one of the few times she truly let herself completely loose, and a Gryffindor victory was just what she needed to get out of her funk. 

“What an amazing match, right? I could barely sit still!” She laughed, her smile wide. Her cheeks were still frozen, as were her fingers, but she felt good. 

[lenacarlisle-blog]

"--I guess I'm just a bit confused because most people don't usually.. pop themselves down in front of me when there are so many empty tables around. Can I help you at all? Something on your mind? Work you can't do?"

[theo-fitz-blog]

“Hey, dude, uh...funny story. You’re never going to believe what happened.”

[jacob-wright]

“Party’s that way,” Jacob shot out preemptively and without delay, absently waving his non-beer-holding hand in the general direction of the nearest clutter of sound. Feet propped on the sill of a wide open window, the rest of him slouched against the backrest of a couch about two feet away from it that had clearly seen better days. He brought the can to his lips and gulped down a mouthful, followed by a final drag from a cigarette whose simmering butt he flicked into the void. “… Just follow the trail of trampled-on solo cups,” he added in a mock of a dreamy voice, “and the pungent scent of something that might’ve been just weed about thirty to forty minutes ago. Can’t miss it.”

[heatherchaplin-blog]

Heather had her arms crossed tightly, trying to conserve as much warmth as she could in the cold January air. She was hardly dressed for warmth although she looked downright conservative compared to some girls. As she hurridly approached Chandler dorm, the lower rumble of house music greeted her. A figure standing in front to the double doors caught her attention, her eyes meeting theirs as she drew nearer. “Are you going in, or was the plan to freeze to death rather than die of alcohol poisoning before the night was over?” She huffed, far too sober to stand outside for much longer.

[isaiahswren-blog]

“You do realise that the party is over there.. right?” Isaiah spoke, his hand pointing toward the crowd of people while lifting the bottle to his lips. “How come you’re stood here?”