With the capture of Verandi Farley and several high-ranking Trossach members, the British wizarding world has finally caught a break. The rate of rogue werewolf attacks have started dropping at a steady rate and, hopefully, things will stay that way. The Ministry is starting to loosen some restrictions, like not arresting werewolves standing on the street for loitering, however there’s still an obvious power imbalance between wizardfolk and werewolves.
The Cotswolds pack are continuing to advocate for the rights of werewolves and petitioning to change the legislation that has been set in motion by the current Minister for Magic, whilst the remaining Trossachs members are trying to stay out of the spotlight and keep a low profile… for now.
Whilst the British wizarding world seems to have calmed down, the same cannot be said for over in Northern Europe where a rebellion of magical creatures has risen. The state of things has gotten so bad that the European Ministry has enacted protocols to protect those under eighteen whilst their adult witches and wizards fight to keep control of their countries.
Students from Durmstrang have been sent to Hogwarts to keep them safe and those not old enough to attend school have been sent to live with relatives or designated British Ministry officials outside of Europe for the time being.
Will the low rates of werewolf attacks in Britain continue? How long will Durmstrang students stay at Hogwarts? Will the creatures usurp the wizardfolk in Northern Europe? Only time will tell.
SEPTEMBER 2019 It's been a very long, eventful summer in the wizarding world. A baby was stolen, several high ranking Trossach members were imprisoned, and werewolf attacks have drastically dropped as a result. What will happen now school has returned?
MAY 2019 An attempt to capture the beta of the Trossachs has been launched. Were the Aurors successful in their mission? Go read more here!
Although the kiss that Rosa rewarded him with was short, Greyson didn't miss the opportunity to return it because she was the best fucking snogger that he knew. That's why they had what they'd had going on for so long.... and if she was shit in bed, he would've cut that aspect of their friendship out ages ago. "How long do you reckon 'til some ickle virgin creams their pants?" he snickered, nodding at several of the guys in the room who had cushions shoved in their laps. Real subtle.
When the loud little Gryffindor climbed into his lap, Greyson brows nearly climbed straight into his hairline because he hadn't expected a good little girl like her to pull that move. He wasn't complaining though, and it turned out that she wasn't as innocent as she came off because she was kissing him all rough and heavy, a kiss he returned eagerly before she pulled off, complimenting his tattoos. Had a thing for the 'bad boys', did she? Well then. Before he could reply with some half-arsed compliment of his own, she disappeared and he made a note to catch up with her later too.
When Wood raised his head after Greyson straddled him, there was a certain look in his eyes. One that Greyson hadn't seen before, and he snorted, making a note to ask Wood when his balls had dropped later because usually the kid acted so dickless. A few seconds into the kiss, Greyson was pushed off onto the ground with a surprising show of strength for Evan and he let out a snort of epic proportions because, "Like it rough do you, Wood?"
Moving back to his spot beside Rosa, Greyson's leaned back onto his hands, the booze he'd drank earlier starting to hit his system and relax him.
Richard was not having the best of times at spin the bottle, he could quite honestly say that. Not that he minded too much, but the thing that had bugged him was that Flora wasn’t there. That and it wasn’t really fair to the others if he kept playing while he wasn’t into it as much as he had thought, or hoped. By now the young Hufflepuff didn’t know anymore. The bottle landed on him again and of course it had to be another guy, however he knew exactly who this guy was. Let’s say Richard wasn’t a bug fan, he didn’t show it, but kept his mouth shut as the Slyhterin spoke to him.
Glad that it was just a peck on the lips he nodded as the other guy as he went back to his own place. The one reason simply being not knowing what to say as the peck on the lips did nothing for him. His own turn spinning the bottle had left him facing another girl, once again older than he was, but she seemed a lot more what was the word? The word for it he didn’t know, but she didn’t seem like she enjoyed the open displays of snogging too much, from what he observed as she had given her kiss to the other girl.
Rising from his position he walked over and gave her a nice calm smile. Reaching and giving her a quick kiss on the lips, not a peck, but one could definitely say he kept it short, polite and gentle. ''I hope it wasn't too bad Cassidy, also sorry for not introducing myself before. The name's Richard, pleased to make your acquaintance. '' Deciding not to spin again he hung back and took a drink, deciding to observe for now.
Tag: DIO GREYBACK @cassidy Richard did NOT spin the bottle again
One could say a lot of negative things about Rowena and quite a few of them would be true. The one thing that could not be said about her was that she was unobservant. Having paid quite some attention to reactions to kisses from different people she saw what some people minded and what they didn’t, or how she interpreted it for that matter. She could be dead wrong of course, but who knew. The bottle was spinning, having been given a good whirl by Rosalia, stopping on her spot, giving a rather saucy grin back at the half smile Rosalia gave her.
Keeping the mask firmly in place, she didn’t mind making out with Rosalia at all as the girl was very good looking, but she wondered how her next conversation with Cassidy would go. Feeling the hand go through her hair and the passion in the kiss she responded in kind, but with her hand on the other girl’s hip near the bum, not quite there. It was over quickly and she gave a smile and wave to Rosalia mentally comparing the kisses she had had with Cassidy and Rosalia. Knowing Cassidy wasn’t fully in her element she couldn’t expect too much, she just hoped it would be coming from Cassi’s side next time.
Going with the flow she spun again, landing on a distinctly uncomfortable looking boy. She had seen the kisses he had shared before and they looked nice, but the way he looked as she approached was uncomfortable. She did not have legilimency, or any other thoughts reading, but seeing someone wasn’t comfortable was easy. Deciding that she wasn’t going to feed his unease she went over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. With doing so she hoped she hadn’t made his unease worse. Keeping her mind in the game setting she spun again as she walked back.
Rowena did spin again (maybe the last round though)
The bottle had spun again and slowly Celeste was getting into it more, not because of the drama that seemed to unfold with some people, but it could have been the alcohol she thought she had consumed. That or the realization that she wasn’t bound to anyone and as long as she didn’t embarrass her family could get away with practically anything. The bottle spun and landed on her from the girl who she thought was named Cassidy, but she could be wrong. The blonde came crawling over and she found her lips captured in a quick peck, which she was perfectly fine with. Deciding not to say anything and give a smile to the older girl she went to spin the bottle herself.
As the bottle spun she wondered who it would land on and who she wouldn’t mind giving a good solid kiss, or more commonly said snogging. Landing on an Italian beauty, almost being taunted to kiss her nice and good. Not being one to back down from a challenge she gave the girl a seductive smile and weaved her hand in the other girl’s long flowing locks giving her a passion filled kiss, not unlike she had seen the girl give to another girl. ’’Hope you didn’t mind me too much beautiful?’’ With that she walked back to her own spot, until it became her time to spin again.
"By Merlin's merciful aunt, Vi, way to make a boy feel objectified," Liam said with a pout, though only for the briefest of moments before he laughed and his grin could be seen from space, "I love it. Sing my praises from the roof tops Vi. Sing it loud - sing it proud. I'll flex till the cows come home." He wasn't the athlete like his brother or his sister - he couldn't catch a ball even if it was thrown super well and super slow, but he could support his own weight on one hand with those wicked dance moves he'd seen the muggle kids doing with the break dancing and shizz. That all needs a decent amount of muscle and that is where it came from, even though this post really shouldn't be focusing on this so Roo'll drop the explanation now. Oops.
As Alex came over to kiss him, Liam raised his brows at the rambles. "I mean... I can definitely pretend to be a Princess if you want me to?" Liam was completely oblivious to whom Leia was and where the conversation was going - he just thought that Alex wanted to kiss girls. Princesses even. Good for him! High standards, Liam didn't want to burst his bubble that that particular girl would be... hard to find. Were there even any English princesses left? Liam was busy trying to figure out the question as Alex put his lips to his and began the kiss. A long kiss. A nice kiss. The Hufflepuff's mind moved from the pointless task of listing the English monarchs to the feel of his lips moving with Alex's and he reached a hand up to the nape of his friend's neck just moments before Alex pulled away.
"Damn, Alex, you're a bloody good snog," Liam said, his eyes still half-closed as he savoured the lovely kiss. "If you're not careful, I might have to come and get some more of that. Hey Vi, is there any way that I can make the bottle land on Alex again, d'you reckon???" he asked with a playful grin and he spun the bottle again.
The bottle started spinning extremely fast, and Mark believed that it would take forever before it finally landed on someone. But soon it turned slowly… Almost debating which student to pick for its spinner. Finally, it stopped in front of Roxanne Weasley. A girl with wild curly hair and beautifully tanned skin. She was a Gryffindor, but despite being in the same year as Mark, the boy has never spoken to her. Oh, what the heck… This was after all just a game.
He glanced sideways at Alex, no idea what reaction to expect from his friend, before getting up on his knees and moving into the middle of the circle. If he had not kissed Viola before, his heart would have raced so quickly that it might have jumped out of his chest, but the boy felt oddly calm as he came closer to Roxanne. After all, he was an experienced kisser…
Mark gave her a small smile – almost an apologetic one, before saying:
“Hi!” His voice was soft and quiet.
He might as well greet her before taking this to the next level. Then Mark finally ended the distance between the two as he tilted his head, closed his eyes and let the tip of his nose gently meet hers – giving it a small tickle before placing his lips against hers. They were soft, and the boy enjoyed kissing them. Roxanne also smelt nice, which he suddenly noticed as he slowly kissed her while taking an inhale before finally breaking off.
Mark crawled back to his place next to Alex with a small blush spreading across his pale cheeks.
It was actually entertaining and so far he didn't even had to get close to touching Rosa which was to him a good thing. There was no way he would want to kiss his ex. The boy watched the bottle spin and smirked when his bottle landed on Viola. Seems her flirting and wanting to smooch him finally paid off in a way. The boy let out a small chuckle and ran a hand through his hair before moving closer to her.
Felix looked at her before locking lips with her. His eyes closed and his kiss passionate and deep. Felix didn't know how long it lasted, he even let some tongue out because he wanted Viola to remember this kiss, he didn't want to be just another guy she kissed. It was a sense of pride and ego.
Once he broke it off he gave Viola a wink and sat back down, licking his lips and trying to get the lipstick off.
Post by GREYSON AVERY on Oct 10, 2019 11:34:40 GMT
Taking very liberal sips from his flask, Greyson watched as Dio Greyback, the psychotic prick who he was convinced would one day procreate with some werewolf to create freaky little werewolf babies that they'd sacrifice to the moon or something weird arse shit, spun the bottle only for it to land on him. Great. If Greyson had his wand, he'd have avada kedavra'd himself on the spot. It was a good enough reason to finally do so, right? Gabe would accept that. Death before snogging Greyback. Sending the boy a pair of raised eyebrows, Greyson waited to see if they boy was going to back out like a spineless little coward.
Another spin, and Grey was just about to tear out of the joint because as fate would have it, the neck of the bottle landed in Liam's direction. The bloke was alright and everything, he even liked him sometimes when he wasn't being a wuss and hiding under the table, but shit, how many guys was he going to land on tonight? Snogging guys... or even doing more with them wasn't exactly a foreign concept to Grey, even before tonight, but usually he leaned more to the female persuasion.
Moving over to Liam, he eyed the Hufflepuff's mouth before muttering, "You better know how to fucking use those 'juicy lips,' Jordan, you talk about them enough." With that, Greyson's palms moved either side of the guy's face to keep him firmly in place before he captured Liam's mouth in a rough kiss, teeth nipping at Liam's juicy lips every once in a while before he pulled away.
Post by EVAN OLIVER WOOD on Oct 10, 2019 11:38:53 GMT
”So Aggy has a Grandpappy fetish, roger-that. Headmistress McGonagal should watch out - or perhaps Professor O’Connor is more your speed? Or is he too young? hmm?” Evan shuddered at the thought ... he imagined that they would be really... dry. His own grandparents, bless their socks, were always really dry to the touch even though his grandma was always applying moisturiser. Like always. ”Merlin, Aggy, don’t give me nightmares. It’s bad enough I share a dorm with an ashtray and Prince Reginald, first of his name ... I don’t need the threat of Greyback finding his way into the tower from the dungeons as well.”
Moments later, Evan’s turn ended on the bubbly red-Head Clarissa and he smiled and went to give her a gentle smooch. She was younger than him and so he wanted to be... sweet.
With his kisses over and done and Greyson mentioning he liked things rough, a comment to which Evan did not reply or acknowledge despite the desperate urge to flip the bird, Evan’s attention turned once again to Aggy’s aching heart. ”I don’t need to be drunk to enjoy your wonderful company,” he replied with a lopsided grin. It was utterly charming and would obvs make even Eros himself jealous. It was a great precursor because all of a sudden Evan found Aggy’s bottle land on him.
Well. The blonde young man glanced over at Nicolas for the first time that evening; he was having a right good old time getting a decent pash or two and so far Evan’s kisses had all been very chaste little things. ”Good thing I’m not your type huh?” he said as he reached over to scoop Aggy into his lap like she were nothing more than a feather to him. ”I’ll try not to fall head-over-heels.” The Gryffindor boy forgot, for a moment, that it was Aggy’s turn, not his as he put his hands to the small of her back and licked his lips before putting them to the girl’s.
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Oct 10, 2019 12:25:56 GMT
"McGonagall turns my gears like nobody else. She could blow my bapipes any day, the old love," Aggy said, adding a lascivious lick to her lips and all after her very fond words about McGonagall. "Sometimes I lay there at night, hoping, praying that one day she'll take notice of me. 'Agnes Clearwater, you wee bairn, let me see your bapipes. I think they need attendin' to. Come see me in my office' - that's what she says to me, by the way. It'll happen one day, just you wait." With that, Aggy's face split into a great big grin, even as Evan started complaining about Dio. "Do you think he'll scale up your tower one evening? Perhaps he'll ask Prince Reginald to let down the locks of his auburn hair. I'm sure Regi, like the absolute treasure he is, will obey immediately. He loves it when people tell him what to do."
As Evan kissed Clarissa like the grandpappy he was at heart, then kissed Greyson like a particularly frisky grandpappy, Aggy was wholly amused. But that amusement was overtaken by an urge to bump Evan's gigantic shoulder with her own as Evan grinned down at her like the massive doofus he was, looking awfully proud at his smooth words. "Look what we have here, it's the Scottish version of Fabio - or maybe Gilderoy Lockhart, for all you wizarding folks playing at home... I mean, Lockhart minus the fraud and everything, of course."
Aggy's spin, as it turned out, landed on Evan who instantly took the opportunity to remind her that he wasn't her type before scooping her up into his lap like she was nothing. It was hot When did he become Arnold bloody Schwarzenegger? At Evan's words that he'd try not to fall head over heels for her, Aggy quickly shot back with a grin, "Don't make promises you can't keep, Wood." Before she could lean down to kiss him, he was bringing his lips to hers first, like he had been the one who had spun and landed on her.
Not one to be outdone, one of Aggy's hands moved to the back of Evan's head, fingers twining into the soft locks as she kissed him back, shuffling forward in his lap to bring them even closer together, her body flush against his warm chest. In their five years of friendship, they had never been this close before and it was nice. More than nice, actually, heat shooting through her body, her thighs squeezing around his hips a moment before sense and logic came crashing back to her. Pulling away, not quite ready to look him in the eye yet, Aggy breathed into Evan's shoulder and the fabric of his shirt as she waited for him to say something first.
Post by CLARISSA JONES on Oct 11, 2019 13:39:15 GMT
This game was still so much fun and Clary honestly wished her bottle would land on Greyson again, he seemed to be into it and she was not ashamed to show him what she could do. With a smile she watched Evan's bottle land on her and though he was Ollie's best friend, she still liked him! Clary watched him come closer and gave her a gentle smooch, it wasn't bad but it was a bit disappointing. Then again she remembered the party last time, he seemed quite into boys.
The redhead returned the kiss happily and ruffled his hair before letting her own bottle spin and land on Elena. "Oh lookie at that!" she said with a bright smile and looked at Elena. "I am not going to hold back." she assured her as she moved closer to Elena, feeling her breath on her own lips before kissing her deeply. Clary was having the time of her life and she wanted to kiss more people before the end of this game! With a chuckle she sat back down and spun the bottle again.
"Hopefully next one will be fun too." she told Viola and bounced a bit in her seat, she hated sitting still.
Post by EVAN OLIVER WOOD on Oct 27, 2019 7:29:16 GMT
As Agnes began her very detailed description of her McGonagall fantasies, Evan's face became the very picture of disgust and terror. He almost vommited in his mouth at least three times. "What a vivid... picture you paint, Aggy," he said, wiping beads of sweat off of his forehead. "The next Gilderoy Lockheart, I imagine... or nope, definitely sounds like a sweeping romance novel plot. The naughty school girl and the head... mis... tress. Oh dear," sounded more like something off of a certain literary website that Evan doesn't know about but his writer definitely does. "For your information, Regi's even more precious about his hair than everything else in the world. He owns his gingerism ... maybe it contains his soul? Isn't.. isn't that where you keep yours?" his face was the picture of innocence as he asked, though he was careful to make sure he was watching the game and not his friend.
When he was likened to Gilderoy, Evan laughed aloud because "it's the golden locks and good looks, isn't it?"[/b] the awful author and one-time teacher had been a hearthrob at one time from what his parents had told him. In fact, his mother had crushed pretty hard according to his Aunty's stories. It wasn't long before Aggy was in Evan's lap -- so close -- and he gave her a wink in reply to not making promises. Her fingers on his skin sent sparkles down his spine and his hands helped her position even closer still as she pressed up against him. The rest of the room seemed to disappear as Evan got lost in the movements of her lips against him. All too soon, or maybe just in time for him to breathe, the kiss was over and Aggy rested against him. Evan's large palms rubbed her back firmly down to her hips and then rested on her thighs. "That... that was nice," Evan said in a low, breathless voice, "I hope the bottle lands on you again."
Post by AGNES CLEARWATER on Oct 27, 2019 10:21:05 GMT
It was a challenge not to start laughing at the expression on Evan's face... like seriously, one of the hardest, toughest experiences of her life but somehow she managed, though her lips twitched as he mentioned her going to the headmistresses office. "Having one or two fantasies there yourself, Evan? Maybe we can make it an all-Scot threesome. You can be the big, burly caretaker who takes care of more than just the grounds if you know what I mean," she said with a very serious nod.
Evan cracked a joke like the absolute comedian he was about her hair and Aggy had heard it before. Ginger, no soul, blah blah blah. It was nothing new. "Where do you keep your soul, Wood? Up your arse?" she asked, her own face the picture of innocence. So innocent, in fact, angels started singing sweet hymns and a big halo appeared above her head. "I'm shocked it can fit in there with... is it a sausage or a broomstick? I can't decide. You surprise me with the answer why don't you?"
Evan wasn't pushing her off as the kiss ended, and that was a relief. Things between them were... okay? The sensation of Evan's large hands rubbing up her back, across her hips and then finally onto her thighs had Aggy's body shivering involuntarily, however she prayed he didn't notice. He'd never let her live it down. Then she heard his low submission, that he wanted the bottle to land on her again, and Aggy raised her head to look at him, expression very serious. "Is it because you want me to tend to your bagpipes?" she asked before she starting to laugh because yes, next famous stand up comedian, that was her.
Post by ELENA COLDWATER on Oct 31, 2019 14:14:47 GMT
Elena's eyes went big a moment as Vi really went to town on the kiss. Well, she was expecting a great kiss, but daaaaaang. She grinned a bit into the motions of their kiss as she pulled Vi's waist, letting her fingers dig a bit at the small of her back-- just enough to give some fired-up attention to her fav little Ravenclaw. After a few moments, she bit at the blonde's lower lip playful before Vi moved away, " Awe, Do the rules say we have to stop?" She joked, throwing her friend a wink before as she spun.
Bloody hell. She definitely liked kissing Vi. Who would've thought? She smiled over at Liam, " I think you might have some competition, Lili, " She teased. She was definitely fired up herself as she looked at him a moment. She needed to just do it, right? Quit waiting on a bottle? The blonde gave it a go, landing on someone else again, though it wasn't as exciting as it was to land on Vi-- Heck, she was still exciting in its own right to land on a girl... One she barely talked to at that. It added mystery.
She hopped up, sitting on the girl's lap as she gave her a cheeky and fun smooch, playing with the girl's hair. After a few moments she pulled away with a smile, " This was a great way to bring us closer, " She teased playfully with a wink before standing up. She was all chalk full of confidence in the moment, ready to do something truly crazy. So, she'd just do something crazy The blonde walked over to Liam and without a second though she put both arms around his neck, crashing her lips to his in a passionate display. Maybe this wasn't the fluffy, romantic way of saying you liked someone, but hey! It was something.
She pulled back with a smile, " Im kind of over waiting for you to get it. I like you... A lot, " She admitted.