proclaimer of heroes

Callie Pope || Eighteen || Seventh Year || Gryffindor

[singsweetnightingale-sing]

“Not really, but I would love to have a nice night with friends.”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

“Sounds like fun. So how old are you turning?”

[singsweetnightingale-sing]

“Oh my goodness! My birthday is on Saturday!”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

“Happy birthday then. Got any big birthday plans?”

[lets-do-it-nathan]

What?

[lets-do-it-nathan]

Not really but I can do anything, I promise! I just don’t really… Have a plan… yeah…

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

Hey, don’t worry about it. I’ll just take your word for it then. I have to admit, though, I was kind of looking forward to seeing what you had in store.

[lets-do-it-nathan]

What?

[lets-do-it-nathan]

I mean… I uh… You’ll see. It’ll be… SO COOL. 

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

You don’t have a plan, do you?

[lets-do-it-nathan]

What?

I am literally the most cool. The coolest of the cool. The coolest Gryffindor to ever grace Hogwarts! I’ll prove it even!

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

Hey, I’m not arguing, but how do you plan to prove it, exactly?

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

our-problem-free-philosophy:

Timon walked through the courtyard with a little more hesitation than he was used to feeling. The next hour was his to do with as he pleased, but that was starting to look like more of a problem than it was a blessing. He wouldn’t be caught dead admitting it, but for the first time in a long time, he was at a loss for what to do with himself. With a sigh, he shrugged his shoulders and turned around sharply, all but knocking into someone who had apparently been walking behind him. “Whoa, whoa! Don’t sneak up on a guy like that! I’m gonna have a heart attack and croak before i’ve even hit twenty, jesus.”

Callie was on her way to the library, having decided to take a shortcut through the courtyard, despite the minor chill. She had quite a lot of work to do, and would rather have as much time as possible. Unfortunately, she didn’t notice the boy in front of her had turned until they were practically on top of each other. “Oh! Sorry, I didn’t see you. Are you okay?”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

You know… I’m finding this homework a little difficult….

Need some help?

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

pedrarojas:

Sixth year, but I only feel like a second year.

-laughs- Yeah, see, after fifth year, sixth year is a breeze. And hey, it’s not seventh year yet.

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

You’ll be fine, don’t worry.

[samantharpt]

-kind of forced quiet laughing for a minute- No…. Maybe… Probably not…

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

-smiles- You will be, I promise. What year are you?

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

pedrarojas:

Oh… Tomorrow’s the first… Classes start… I’m fine… Totally fine…

You’ll be fine, don’t worry.

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

windy-haylin:

“It’s nice to meet you too! What kind of tea do you like?” She asked, so that way she would know what kind to order. 

“Lemon ginger is always enjoyable.”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

windy-haylin:

“Well that’s good.” She laughed. “I’m Hay Lin, do you want to sit down and have a cup of tea with me?” She asked.

“I would love that.” She smiled and sat down across from Hay Lin. “I’m Callie. Nice to meet you.”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

windy-haylin:

Feeling the tapping, Hay Lin looked up at the other girl. “Thanks for waking me. I hope I wasn’t snoring or anything.” 

“No problem. And no, you weren’t, don’t worry.”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

windy-haylin:

Hay Lin had been wasting time, sitting in the tea shop. She liked tea, it was familiar to her. It reminded her of China. But right now, it seemed to have put her to sleep. 

Noticing the sleeping girl, Callie nudged her lightly. “Sorry to bother you, but I don’t know if you want to be sleeping here, relaxing as it is.”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

sarabiqueen:

“Sarabi Sy.  Actually I do have one more question… how do you guys communicate with each other of long distances?  I mean, someone was talking about owls but I thought they were taking the piss.”

“Nice to meet you.” She shook her head. “They weren’t. We use owls to deliver our letters and packages and everything. What do you use?”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

sarabiqueen:

“Yeah, I guess I should make another trip to Diagon Alley.  Anyway, thanks for your help, I really appreciate it.”

“No problem. If you need anything else, feel free to ask. I’d love to help.” She held out her hand. “Callie Pope.”

[welltakeitfromhere-darling-blog]

ghostly-carter:

Carter snuck around the halls of Hogwarts. He wasn’t supposed to be here, but really neither was anyone else. It had been nearly two months since he had been around these halls, and it didn’t feel good to be back. Not knowing that he was considered a killer among the students here. “I’m uh… I’m sorry!” He said noticing someone watching him, surely afraid of the boy who was now a ghost. “Please don’t uh… Please don’t tell anyone I’m uh… I’m here.” 

Callie wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing here. School didn’t start for a few more weeks, and students weren’t supposed to be here yet. Still, with all of the incoming new students, the muggles, she wouldn’t be surprised if there were a few who had somehow managed to sneak in to get to know the school a little bit before they officially arrived, and there was no harm in her helping them out if she happened to find a few. She stopped, though, when she saw the ghost in front of her. He definitely wasn’t supposed to be here. “What are you doing here?”