Harry Potter AU meme: redux

[knightess]

The Wizarding Meme

Now we've all seen this before, a Hogwarts AU meme!

⚝RULES:
- Post with your character, the fandom, their house and if you want to, their year (or what their house was when they were a student, etc etc.)
- Character can be a Hogwarts Student, a visiting student for the Triwizard Tournament, or an adult of any sort!
- Roll between 1-14 at RNG, or don't!
- Reply to others.
- Profit.

1 ⚝ CLASS: You may pick the class, but really the class picks you. Passing notes? Eying up the teacher? In class whispering? Spells going wrong? Any thing goes!

2 ⚝ LIBRARY: SSSSHHHH! It's study time, but some just don't see it that way.

3 ⚝ HOGSMEADE: With all that hard work, it's time for a well deserved break. Go for a walk, drop by the Three Broomsticks, get some shopping done, or maybe take a peek into the Shrieking Shack, so long as something doesn't grab you.

4 ⚝ QUIDDITCH: For some people, the Quidditch pit is the place to be. Whether you're practicing, watching a game or just doing homework in the stands, this might just be the place for you.

5 ⚝ FORBIDDEN FOREST: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? IT'S FORBIDDEN. Be careful the spiders don't get you.

6 ⚝ DIAGON ALLEY: Whether near or far, this is where your fellow wizards and witches will gather. Making a day of it or just dropping in to get some chores done? Take a load off, maybe keep an eye out for your friends as they come out of Gringotts or sneak off into Knockturn Alley.

7 ⚝ MEAL TIME: Ah, the Great Hall. A wonderful place to work or play, but then again there's always the Kitchens if you know where to find them.

8 ⚝ YULE BALL: Time to put your best foot forward. That is, until the Weird Sister's start to play. Then, all bets are off. Maybe somebody even spiked the punch when Professor McGonagall wasn't looking.

9 ⚝ SNEAKING AROUND: The Restricted Section? Going to get a midnight snack from the kitchens? Or someplace else? ...Are you sure you should really be in here?

10 ⚝ WANDERING THE GROUNDS: Much like sneaking around, but without the threat of...

11 ⚝ DETENTION: Well, that's what you get for...whatever you did. This isn't going to be fun, you can be sure of that.

12 ⚝ HOGWARTS EXPRESS: Back to wizards and witches, and magical beasts, to goblins and ghosts and to magical feasts! All aboard the Hogwarts Express, want anything from the trolly dear?

13 ⚝ COMMON ROOM: Perhaps you and somebody in your house are just chilling... or maybe- have you been crafty enough to sneak somebody from another house in?

14 ⚝ ACCIO OPTION: Pick your own or make something else up!

Comments

lioriley | dumbass oc | fourth year hufflepuff

[invigorates]

[ tags things later....... ]

Common Room

[rotiskenhrakete]

[Connor is laid on his stomach by the fireplace after dinner, staring at a piece of parchment. He begins a sentence, writes it, then crosses it out. He begins again with different phrasing, but crosses that out again, and eventually mutters a spell to wipe the parchment blank ink and starts over.

For anyone curious enough to peer over his shoulder, he's not doing homework, but composing a letter home written entirely in Kanien'keha.]

[invigorates]

[ Of course Lioriley was curious enough to actually go and look over his shoulder while he wrote, watching for a good thirty seconds in silence before she spoke up, ]

What are you writing, Connor?

[rotiskenhrakete]

[Connor blinks and looks over his shoulder, not realising he had company. He's still a little timid around talking to older students, even those in the same house.]

Oh, I'm-- writing a letter to my family. They live in New York, so I let them know how I'm doing every once in a while.

[invigorates]

[ She's like the least threatening Senpai, don't even worry about it. Lioriley kneels down beside him, still curiously peering at the parchment - she's never seen that language written before, ]

Goodness, all the way in New York... [ the only family she had worked here at the school, so it's not like she had to send letters out to anyone. ] I am unfamiliar with the language you are using though, might I ask what it is?

[rotiskenhrakete]

Kanien'keha. [He pushes himself up from his stomach to sit up, and hands her the parchment to see. None of it is in English, except odd words like "Hogwarts" that don't translate, so it's not like it matters if she sees his private correspondence.] Mohawk, I mean.

[invigorates]

[ Taking it, she looks over the words as if she can actually read them. She can't, obviously. ]

And this is your native tongue?

[rotiskenhrakete]

Yes. I was raised to be bilingual, but my family prefer to communicate in Mohawk.

[He fidgets, used to having to answer such questions, but no less awkward about it, especially because it tends to result in questions like, "Why didn't you study in America?" or "Do you all know magic in your tribe?" or yet other personal questions. People seem to find it fascinating, but he's not sure he really likes the attention.]

[invigorates]

How interesting!

[ Luckily for Connor (or perhaps not so much,) Lioriley will not be asking those specific follow-up questions. Instead, she throws him a curveball: ] Can you teach others to speak Mohawk?

[rotiskenhrakete]

I suppose I could, but it's very different from English. It would take a long time to teach even the basic grammar.

[He's surprised at how enthusiastic she sounds, though. No one in Hogwarts has ever asked him that before.]

[invigorates]

That's all right! I am more than willing to learn if you are willing to teach. I absolutely love learning new things. [ She's weird, but we already knew that. She lights up, accidentally clutching the parchment a little too much in her excitement. Thankfully, save for a few crinkles on the sides, she doesn't really harm it much. ]

Ah-- Forgive me, I did not mean to do that. [ you can just...have that back now, Connor. oops. ]

[rotiskenhrakete]

[Luckily parchment is harder to scrunch up than ordinary paper, really, so there's no real harm done. He takes it back, not seeming to mind, and sets it aside.]

How often do you wish to have lessons?

[invigorates]

Hmm... [ She taps her chin in thought, ] Would twice a week be too much? I do not wish to take up too much of your free time.

[rotiskenhrakete]

No, that would be fine. Which evenings are you free on? I have Quidditch practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

[And she probably has more of a workload than him in general, he figures, since she's an older student.]

[invigorates]

[ Tuesdays and Thursdays, eh? Note to self: go and creep on quidditch practice sometime. ]

Monday and Friday, perhaps? Most days I am studying until it is time for bed, but I can free up a few hours if necessary for this, [ what she wants to say is 'most days my father makes sure I don't stop studying until my eyes bleed' but she can't be so cruel, her crazy dad means well. besides, she kind of enjoys studying like a huge nerd. ] Would that suffice?

[rotiskenhrakete]

Yes, that would be fine.

[It sounds like she works hard. Connor does, too -- his mother and Achilles both make sure he keeps his grades up -- but he's not a bookworm by any stretch of the imagination. Hopefully learning a language wouldn't impact her studies too much.]

Maybe with enough practice, you'll be able to translate these. [He smiles and pulls his letter back onto his lap to finish it, so it can be sent off tonight.]

[invigorates]

[ It shouldn't be too bad. Veles will probably think it a waste of time, learning Mohawk as opposed to learning Spanish or something, but whatever, she doesn't care. If she wants to learn something, she'll go to whatever lengths necessary to do so.

Plus, she kind of likes hanging around Connor, even if he isn't as ridiculously social as she is. ]

I am certain with you as my teacher, I will be able to in no time, [ she says with a grin, ] Should I leave you to it?

[rotiskenhrakete]

[He's definitely not as social as she is. While he's well-liked for being an excellent player on the Quidditch pitch, and his kind and earnest personality in school in general has earned him points, he's too quiet to really be the centre of attention in Hufflepuff house.]

All right. [He'll probably take a while anyway; his letters home are infrequent by practicality, so he has to make them lengthy.] I will see you next week, then, Lioriley.

[dedragoned]

[Wanna know what sucks like a big bag of dicks? It's having a dad be your teacher and one of the most feared teachers in the school and it's not even just because he's held the Defense Against the Dark Arts position for years by now. No it's because of the length of the papers he expects. The way he will have the most scathing of lectures for anyone who so much as breathes wrong.

It's been an awful class. Every class is an awful class and one wonders why he still teaches but he's the only man for the job apparently. Still, Slytherins and their sneak greasy smarminess, Ravenclaws and their smug cleverness that's not really all that clever, Gryffindors so pompous and arrogant they think they can joke with him. Hufflepuffs...

Well they're a conflict of interest. They've enjoyed a strange sort of grace period as the Hogwarts house form of beige: neither offensive nor inoffensive aside from their motto. But now they have his daugher as a house member. His eyes are firmly on them.]

Lioriley! [A Ravenclaw boy squeaks off when Veles strides down towards his daughter - you have no excuse to run off, don't even try when he knows your schedule but actually try it might be funny for half a second.]

[invigorates]

[ Speaking of squeaking, the young witch does exactly as her peer did (save for the running part) when she hears her name shouted down the hall. She doesn't even have to look to know who is coming, the voice and the heavy footfalls are enough to warn her of the oncoming storm.

She could run and say she's late for class, but he knows she isn't. So she just turns and smiles, ]

Fath-- Professor! [ whoops. ] Is something wrong?

[dedragoned]

[Why are you squeaking? Your house animal is a badger not a dormouse, badgers bite and spread diseases (don't you dare let any badger boys come sniffing around you to spread their diseases) they don't squeak and scuttle off.]

You! [Some random unfortunate gawping because it's so rare, a student and her father at the same school in the same room at the same time and every student here is barely a step up from pond slime.] Stop dawdling and make yourself useful, if you put in even a fraction of the effort at pretending not to be watching what you hope to be a spectacle into your studied then perhaps you will scrape a pass. As for you [he jerks his head then sweeps back into the room] now close that behind you and take a seat.

[As for him? He's at his lectern. He's going to make you sweat a bit first dear.]

[invigorates]

[ and the award for most embarrassing, inconsiderate pain in the ass parent goes to Veles. Literally no one was surprised. Lioriley gives the poor gawping student an apologetic look as her father berates them, crinkling her nose in mild irritation as she turns to follow him into the room; making sure the door is in fact closed behind her.

Taking that seat, she fidgets slightly. Merlin's left nut, she hates it when he does things like this, ]

Uhm...?

[dedragoned]

[That student is getting detention. He will find a reason but he is getting detention and a deduction in house points and it will be terrible and awful and Veles will forever be the dragon of Hogwarts.

(Don't even think about Merlin, he's a disgusting trumped up moron and think where they might have been if he'd done something more than dole out cuddles to Muggles.)

Right. Time to take a breath. Imagine plumes of smoke because the children are right about one thing and that's him really being a dragon and indulging in that one fantasy does help him to relax.]

Are you well my dear?

[Question number two: is he trying to catch you off your guard or is this just another in the ongoing saga of Veles having no idea how to do parental concern and affection without it looking like the Spanish Inquisition.]

[invigorates]

[ She's going to have to apologize and bake them a cake or something. Why does her father have to be the most hated man in the entire school? It really makes things hard, you know.

Were she prone to sass (a trait she had not quite inherited from her father,) she would have snapped at him then, but she composed herself, nodding, ]

Well enough, I suppose. [ she'd be better if she wasn't constantly interrupted by shit like this dad. ] My studies are going well - ah... but I suppose you already knew that, didn't you...

[dedragoned]

[You will do no such thing. For one: do not bake people cakes unless you have poisoned them and are using your sweetness to lull them into a false sense of security. Secondly: never apologise. Unless someone hurts your feelings because you are the only person Veles has ever apologised to in his life. Also he's feared. Equally feared and hated but Filch is still more hated than Veles.

It counts.

Veles is the sort of person though that serves as a warning stories for the young of creatures and monsters in caves, telling them to behave or he'll come for them and do unspeakable things and if you sassed him then he would be so proud because he could teach you his speeches, the proper inflections to strike fear into every heart.

But you're a sweet and loyal Hufflepuff so he's probably fucked there.]

Even if I disagree with you in some of your areas of study, you have the decency to excel at them. I feel given my heavy workload of having to teach that lot [it's enough to make him want to throw up in his mouth, teaching the great unwashed mass of plebs that trot through Hogwarts] I have been forced to set you to one side and to avoid accusations of nepotism. Are you well? In yourself? [Are there boys for him to roast slowly? Please say yes.]