#ub:starter

[andromeda-ofthestars]

Great Hall || 13th September || Morning

"I hate when other people ruin things for other people." Andie made a sour face at her breakfast, prodding the cereal with her spoon distastefully. She didn't feel like it. "Of course if you fight they're going to cancel Quidditch."

[mrpxdfoot]

Library ↫ September 17 ↬ Evening

Sirius was drained. Honestly, he felt like crawling under the bed and not coming out for a couple of days but that was not how life worked and he had to keep on going with his normal life, doing normal things. A terribly long paper for history of magic was one of those normal things and he was tired of looking through books.

"This is so fucking stupid." He grumbled, closing the book he had in front of him when, after hours of reading, the sentences stopped making sense. "I hate everything."

[andromeda-ofthestars]

Great Hall || 14th September || Evening

While Andromeda played Quidditch, she wasn't as obsessed with it as some other students. Some people lived and breathed the game, but she just loved the exhilarating speed of it. It gave her a glimpse of what it might feel like to be free to be anyone and anything she wanted. Of course, she knew that she was a Black. A respectable Black girl. In the end, it was all an illusion.

However, this was her short time at Hogwarts, shorter with every passing second; she wasn't going to waste it, even if a few morons had gotten in a vicious fight. Besides, summer was fading soon and then it got cold and miserable. She was going to fly.

Marching through the hall with her broom, she thought she heard her name called. Turning around abruptly, she almost whacked someone with the end of her broom. To be fair, they were standing too close.

"Yes?"

[andromeda-ofthestars]

Fourth floor corridors || 12th September || Afternoon

She should have seen it coming when she heard that piercing voice coming down the corridor from behind her. But she still wasn't quite used to being the Head Girl so it took her a couple of seconds to think to turn when she heard, "Miss Head Girlie, little miss surly, always got her knickers in a twist!"

Andromeda frowned, recognising it was Peeves. She was about to protest, very calmly, that her knickers were perfectly fine. But he swooped past her, ripping her bag from shoulders before she could even set eyes on him. Hovering above her, he dangled it just out reach. Peeves was one of the few people in the whole world it seemed, who wasn't scared of the Black name reputation; it would've been refreshing if he hadn't been a poltergeist.

"Peeves, would you just-" she started through gritted teeth. But she couldn't think of anything else to say for once, because he couldn't be persuaded through bribery or threat or blackmail. She folded her arms, trying to look less bothered by not having her bag than she was. There was the Bloody Baron ghost to hang over him but she'd used that rather a lot, and it was losing its effect. She was mostly hoping he would bore very quickly of her.

[infamouslilyflower]

Library ♖ September 16【Afternoon】

All she wanted was a book on the history of healing potions, and so far she'd found nothing. It shouldn't be this hard to find, especially since the library look deserted. Glancing around, she noticed that she was alone, or at least it seemed like she was, so she reached for the small step stool beneath the window and pulled it over so that she could climb up to the higher shelves. So caught up in her search, she didn't notice that anyone was near until she heard a sound.

[infamouslilyflower]

Great Hall ✶ September 14th【Breakfast】

"I'm definitely not awake enough for this. I just want to eat my breakfast and finish reading this chapter."

[mrpxdfoot]

Courtyard ✶ September 12【Evening】

It was dinner time which meant everyone was gathering in the Great Hall to eat but Sirius simply didn't felt up for it so he sat on one of the stone benches in the courtyard, enjoying the fresh air and the quietness of being the only one outside which as something rare in a castle filled with students. He supposed that if others were skipping dinner, they were probably hiding somewhere else.

The black haired boy took a cigarette out of his pocket, placing it between his lips, lighting it up before taking a long drag, letting the smoke out  making little rings that dissolved in the air after a moment.

[infamouslilyflower]

Gryffindor Common Room ✪ September 11th 【Evening】

"Alright, I know I left it on the table by the fireplace when I went to the meeting. Has anyone seen my Potions homework? I spent three hours on it this afternoon, and I do not want to redo it."