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Rosalind Rose Juliet Scayleen b. October 15, 1995 Libra ☼ Leo ☾ Gemini ↑ Slytherin : 6teen : Sixth “Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.” Neil Gaiman, Coraline

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Slytherin Quidditch Team - Recruitment Campaign 2018

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etherealemerson‌:

He nodded slightly, beer protectively close to him as they moved towards their destination. Although it was a silent action, Rose knew Mason well enough to get a sense for his actions at least on some level. It wouldn’t be like the wizard not to check out the article anyhow. She had been very persistent all summer over using gillyweed in some sense and managed to squeeze the subject in whenever she could. All the while, Mason still felt apprehensive about how much time it would allow.

“We should probably experiment with it first, you know,” voice tried to shout over the group of first years that seemed too chipper about their surroundings and was thankful Ozzy motioned for them to meet outdoors. “My concern is time, knowing exactly how long we have down there,” he stated, going for a sip before shrugging lightly, “I suppose another is, well— Us blending in a bit more than gillyweed allows. It’s not as if they are very trusting of us and for good reason.”

Rose gave a small nod in agreement. “’Hundered percent.” She lifted her pint glass to her lips + took a long sip. “I got a bloke that’s got a farm, that has gillyweed. Xander, he’s in my class.  said, he can get it by the next full moon. He said it’s got sometime to do with the harvest.” She took another sip, weaving towards Pippa, Ozzy + Pat, who were all squished in a booth. 

As Mason + Rose walked towards them, Pippa casted a quick (but small) extension charm on the booth seats, only enough to make room for the pair of friends. “Alright?” Rose gave a smile, scooting down next to Pippa.

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mysticalmurray‌:

“Hm,” erupted from the fellow witches lips with a cunning grin. Straight to business, exactly what Xander would expect from his Captain and friend. That had always been one of his favorite qualities within the fellow Slytherin and shook his head lightly, “You’ll see when you see.”

More than likely that information wouldn’t be good enough for Rose, but he would still try at his luck, “Can’t you leave anything to mystery?”

“Mysteries are meant to be solved, Murray.” She said teasingly. Rose poured herself another goblet of wine still facing Xander. She opened her mouth to make another teasing comment when her eyes caught some one blonde walk in, and her chest quickened.

 The witch walked in alone, but Rose knew that she wouldn’t be for long. Rose pulled the goblet to her lips and took a large gulp, her throat bobbed. Elinor + Rose weren’t known to be friendly. Where Elinor was delicate, where as Rose was crass + clad in leopard print. Rose’s eyes flickered back to Xander, nodded with a shaky smile.

[xrosebyname]

mysticalmurray‌:

His hand met the back of his neck and gave it a good scratch, smiling delightfully at the fact that the greenhouse was finally up. Of course there was still some things here and there that needed adjustments, but overall the place looked nice. Old rotting boards had been replaced, the floor had been cleaned, and various things trinkets were already showing up in various places throughout the space. “All those years being put to work at the farm,” Xander moved his own goblet to his lips and took a rather gracious drink, “Although this was probably not my grandparents idea of using my lessons.” A small chuckle came through his teeth and he waved at a few others as they passed, “Was easily able to sneak out of the homestead with a few goodies to help myself along and Nain* didn’t say anything, maybe Nhaid* covered for me this time. And the girls transitioned to their new soil nicely, I’ll have to show you once the crowd lowers a bit more.”

Rose nodded with a smile tugging at the corners of her lip glossed lips. “’Hundered percent. Zayde* has passed along a few things that I’ve used to my own benefit.” She looked lover her goblet of wine at Xander in total understanding + tipped it back. 

The witched looked soaking in the warm party growing around them. “Where will be my work space?” She her smile crinkled her nose, taking another sip.

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etherealemerson‌:

“Simison Steaming Stout,” the wizard quickly shouted out, shuffling his feet into a comfortable position to the side of Rose and leaned slightly on the bar top. The bar was packed at all corners and kids started to move to the outside to find seating, an idea that Mason as starting to think was a good one. It as to the point that it was getting hard to breath and the wizard couldn’t help but miss the Stout Feline.

As the drinks arrived, Mason quickly pulled it to his lips before seeing Ozzy come through a cluster of fellow Slytherin’s. He moved his hand to greet him before looking back at the brunette, “You know we are only here because Ozzy and Pat invited us.”

Rose tilted her head side-to-side in agreement. She stood on the balls of her feet to scan over the sea of witches in the bar Not like she could see over anybody’s heads, but she was listening to Ozzy’s booming voice. It cut through the pub chatter like a thunder clap.

Rose wiggled through two drunks wizards back to the bar top and picked up their pints + motioned for Mason to come to her. She took a sip from her’s as she waited, creating the infamous foam mustache. “Did you check out that article in Poent Potions? About using a gillyweed extract?” 

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     muse #3 ➝ the anthomaniac; lover of flowers and nature.

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“I don’t know why we even come here anymore.” Rose huffed as they tried to push their way to the Three Broomsticks’s bar top. “It’s like the whole castle is here, in this bar.” She finally was able to pry a space for two people, but only one stool. The short witch quickly planted herself on the stool before that too was taken. “A Dragon ScAle, please.” She sighed to the bar keep as she finally got her attention. 

[xrosebyname]

mysticalmurray‌:

After finding his footing on solid ground, Xander clashed his glass lightly amongst some of the individuals that still gather around him with a generous smile. Many of them had scattered to their own conversations again when he saw the awkward wave from Rose between two clusters of people. His hand quickly went up to wave back before telling the witch in front of him that he needed to be excused. “So glad you could make it, ended up being a fairly large turnout,” the wizard stated as his feet landed in front of the brunette, sapphire hues looking over the crowd slightly before connecting back with her, “Everyone must have been looking for an easy way to catch up.”

In all honesty, Xander couldn’t really blame them for that. Mabon had always landed when Hogwarts was just starting again, allowing them a chance as schoolmates to get back together for a tremendous celebration. Once word got out about a party out of the watchful eye of the professors, even more seemed as though they were interesting in attending. “And you brought some nectar,” eyes glistening as Xander reached down to snag the bottle, “Let’s get you a glass.”

She nodded her head, looking around handing Xander the bottle. “Oi, word got out indeed. But us dungeon kids love a party above ground.” Rose let out a joking laugh. Most of the gathers had friends from their class, and the sixth and seventh class. 

She moved with the gathering towards a table covered in potting soil, half empty terracotta pots and various bottles that patrons brought. Rose reached out for a pewter goblet to pour the kosher wine into. “So this is the greenhouse, yeah?” A smile crept on her glossed lips. Xander had told her about his plans just before the holiday, so it was nice to see the spot filled with warmth.

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mysticalmurray‌:

“Welcome all to the first annual Mabon party here at the greenhouse,” Xander began, standing tall upon a couple unused plant beds that had been flipped over and held up his drink, “I’m your gracious host, Xander, and my second in command here is Hyde. Need anything, feel free to ask one of us. However, if you see a professor, you don’t know any of us.” The witch smiled and gave a slight wink, knowing that the joke wasn’t really all that funny but carried on anyway, “Tonight is about celebrating the coming year and thanking our celestial’s, lloniannau!”

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Rose slunk in the greenhouse last minute. She borrowed a long sleeve black satin dress from Pippa (it was the only item she owned that had the most coverage, but she still felt exposed), and was pulling at the hem of her skirt. She cradled a bottle of wine she stashed from Passover in the crook her her elbow. 

A smile twitched at the corners of her mouth when she saw her two friends above the gathering crowed. It was a cold September night, though no one felt it here. The greenhouse glass was steaming from the inside, and the soot covered clay pot-belly stove was cracking with autumnal scents of wood, cloves + sage. It was intoxicating. She gave a small wave to Xander just as he finished his speech and their peers lifted their stolen kitchen goblets in cheers and “here-here!”

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