#triwizardopen

[cyruswroxton-blog]

How are you finding our school? Is it to your liking?

[klausamyx-blog]

Festivities {Klaus + Open}

Dances put Klaus at ease. They, like breathing, were familiar thanks to years of practice. He had initially hated them, but his parents had not given him much choice. It had been part of his social obligations, to be seen as a mature and well-behaved child. He was their one shot at impressing their friends, friends whose own children were defective deviants.

He had learned early how to behave in those circles, so he automatically found himself judging his fellow students, assessing their flaws, noting their mistakes. Her dress, his tie, that horrid way of holding a fork. Disgraceful.

Despite the feeling that this was a far departure from parties he normally attended, this was a great opportunity to be seen. And, perhaps, to meet an interesting person or two.

Hopefully someone knew how to dance. He could use an enjoyable night.

[cyruswroxton-blog]

The Kingdom

Cyrus did enjoy formality, though some of his staff seemed a bit on the rebellious side. There was, to him, something quite cathartic about organized meals, students lined in rows, service choreographed, while the instructors looked on. This was now doubly important given the fact that Hogwarts was the tournament host. Neither Beauxbatons (always snobby and elitist) nor Durmstrang (delusionally elitist and quite displeased with everything) would be able to say anything about his school or the way he maintained order.

Or perhaps he simply enjoyed lording over his kingdom.

He had already that day scared a young Beauxbatons boy—perhaps the younger brother of a student hoping to compete?—and as he sipped his tea he considered, was he really that intimidating?

Perhaps to children, those accustomed to less structure and more individuality, he was. But he was simply a man who enjoyed—and, indeed, expected—a certain level of deference, respect, and tradition. He had flirted with frivolity in his youth, traveling and being accountable to none but himself, but that was temporary. His excursions had been quite exciting, and he was grateful for the experiences, but a quiet life, filled with routine and structure, was his ideal.

Yes, as he sipped his tea and looked out on the Great Hall at all the children before him, he realized that he was exactly where he needed to be, and he was doing exactly what needed to be done. Any who would question that were entitled to their opinions, but Cyrus felt confident that his school and his methods were in need of no changes.

[klausamyx-blog]

Going Solo {Klaus + Open}

There was still a lot of exploring to do, but Nick was otherwise engaged. Klaus found it difficult to not be annoyed, but as he reminded himself, Nick was not his boyfriend. Yet... he reminded himself. He was nothing if not determined, and that boy would be his one way or another.

Resigning himself to exploring solo, Klaus crossed the grounds and wandered through the castle, heading down to the dungeons since he and Nick had started with the higher levels.

The dungeons were everything he didn't like in the world. Dirt and grime and discomfort. And they were cold. And they smelled. He imagined that had he been a Hogwarts students sorted into Slytherin, he would have left the school and lived life as a Squib. That, or he would have whined until someone let him switch houses.

Wrapping one of Nick's sweaters around him (he had yet to buy his own what with Nick's at his disposal), he pressed on deeper into the dungeons, exploring room after room and becoming increasingly more bored. Dammit, Nick. Why aren't you here? The mundane had been fun with the other boy around, but alone, Klaus found things like bottles of pickled toad remains just gross.

Hoping to find something worthwhile, Klaus opened a door near the end of the hall and found himself awkwardly standing in the middle of a classroom filled with Hogwarts students. The professor--a witch possibly old enough to be his grandmother--gaped at him, clearly confused.

"Uh, sorry," he said quickly, flashing a smile and winking at the professor. He backed out and closed the door before anyone could respond before turning and heading back the way he came. Maybe the dungeons aren't the best place to explore...

[alana-weasley-blog]

It has been a long few days.

How is everyone?