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!
I've asked Olivia to join me for a picnic on the weekend. Is that 'manning up' enough? She's not your kind of girl - thank god - and deserves more than a frisky cuddle in a smoke-cloud behind the whomping willow.
Not that I'd be adverse to a frisky cuddle.
No one cares about Goblins. If it weren't for the eye-candy I'd be fast asleep by now. Please Merlin, I don't want to do an essay on this shit. Wouldn't it be cooler to do more recent history? Like the wizarding wars?
Just like your command of being cool astounds me on the regular.
A 'picnic.' What, you're gonna pack her your fancy craps and some bloody grape juice? Are you her grandma or something? Maybe you can cut the crust off her sandwiches and wipe away the crumbs around her mouth for her.
Mate, if you think a cuddle is how I get frisky then you couldn't be more wrong.
'Cool', 'history' and 'Graham' are three words that'll never go together in our lifetime. How many kids d'you reckon'll be asleep by the end of the class? I can already see Greenaway drooling over in the corner.
If only you could put as much effort into your personal grooming as your insults to me... I would be one very proud twin.
Ever heard of a hairbrush?
Actually I was going to pack some dipping chocolate and strawberries and cream. I save the craps for you. I’d steal some champagne from Uncle Grae’s Cabinet but I’ve a bad feeling I’m the only one that would enjoy it.
What do you suggest then, o modern-day Casanova? I dread to think of how you get frisky. Poor girls. Just don’t make me an uncle any time soon yeah?
Are you sure Greenaway’s drooling from sleep ... or something else? Kick his chair. Need some entertainment STAT.
You ever think if you put as much effort into smooth talking as you do bitching about me, that you could one day in the near future no longer be the Virgin Merlin?
Ever heard of growing a set of balls?
Yeah, cause nothing screams romantic like eating fruit covered in sugar.... Yeah, you would. You know why? Because champagne is for middle-aged women like Prof Savage when she's feeling 'wild.'
I suggest having some game. But seems like you missed out on that being passed down to you. You're not gonna be an uncle any damn time soon because I'm not stupid and I know how to suit up, dickhead. I'd offer to give you the talk but since nothing'll be happening soon, it'd be useless.
Kicked his chair. Little shithead didn't do anything. Hope he's not dead or something.
You forget I’ve had the misfortune of being in your bedroom at home. Your sheets could practically walk their way to the laundry, even without Pomme. The day you can use scourgify outside of Hogwarts is the day you can call me the wanker.
I may have missed out on game but I did get the lion’s share of manhood in utero. I’m surprised you haven’t tried to get a leg over Prof Savage - or do you only have game when it comes to girls?
What I wouldn’t give to see you suit up! Maybe a nice tux?
So in your great opinion I have to get Olivia to ride my wand on our first date huh? She isn’t cheap and nasty like your play things - I doubt you’d get very far with a quality young lady like her.
Why do you hope he’s not dead? You got the hots for Greenaway? No wonder I won’t be an uncle any time soon.
Why use scourgify when there's people who'll wash my sheets for me if I wait long enough? I wash 'em when chicks come over
'Manhood' isn't something you can claim when there's barely anything down there, Gabe. Maybe you meant womanhood instead? I'd believve that. Prof Savage is hot and shit but I'm not stupid. She'll shag me the day after graduation, I bet. Maybe speak dirty in that Aussie accent instead and tell me I need to visit down under. I'd be happy to as well.
Cheap and nasty? What, cause the chicks I shag do it when they want to instead of waiting a few dates? Damn Gabe, dare you to go say that to their faces. Hell, dare you to say that to your 'quality young lady.'
Hope he's not dead 'cause people'll think I did it and I'll see more shitty thestrals. Those things are ugly mofos. Nah, I haven't go the hots for Greenaway cause I ain't gay for the most part If you ask 'round though, people reckon you're the gay one.
Post by GABRIEL AVERY on May 31, 2019 23:58:09 GMT
Brother from the same mother though how it’s possible sometimes eludes me (GREYSON AVERY ),
Thank Merlin for small miracles. Remind me to organise female bed companions for you more often, if only to get your sheets laundered more often.
Only reason I won’t show you is so you don’t cry yourself to sleep at night from inadequacy. You go to be and have the biggest arse whilst I got the brains, charm and at least three extra inches on you. Don’t worry, brother, I’ve heard it’s not the size that counts but how you use it.
Now now brother, in polite society we can think these things; even share the sentiments amongst ourselves ... but we don’t speak it aloud. Otherwise I’d be just as cheap and nasty. Self control is, after all, how we are distinguish ourselves from the beasts.
Well because I’m such a good brother and wouldn’t want you being blamed for Greenaway death, I’ll jab him with the pointy end of my quill. Bet he’ll squeal?
I’ve heard that I’m gay. Apparently looking after yourself and not walking with a slouch are traits exclusively held by the homosexuals amongst us. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to explain that I’m only attracted to the female buttocks. Have you seen the one on Olivia?
What a nice bloke you are. Maybe I'll return the favour, organise some dudes to come keep you company. Maybe they'll even pretend to be your friend too. What a miracle that would be, you having mates.
An extra three inches? Guess it must be a monster dick if it's 13 inches. I'll wish itty bitty titty Olivia good luck.
Me? With a big arse? Projecting much, Gabey? I think you've been enjoying your fancy food a bit too much, if you know what I mean. It's starting to show too. Soon enough you won't be able to squeeze through a door frame, though I'm surprised you can at the moment with that head of yours.
Pretty invested in what noises he'll make. Research for when you get him into bed? Interesting.
Female buttocks. Bloody hell, Gabe, just call it an arse. I know you can say that word, you call me it all the damn time. As for Olivia's arse, yeah. What lacks in all other areas, she sure does make up for some of it there.
Thank you for the offer. Unlike some, I need no assistance in the friend department. I just prefer quality over quantity. Ever heard of it?
You? Ten inches? Please, brother, you don't start counting from your seminal vesicle. Stop looking at Olivia's breasts; they're off the market when it comes to your sticky fingers and slobbery mouth.
Merlin you do write crap, Grey. While your head’s down the piss pot I’m running laps. If my arse is big it’s only because I’ve got muscles, brother. Of course you’re welcome to come with one day?
Ha! You owe me a galleon, by the way. Squealed like the total knob-jockey he is. Reckon the prof’s sent himself to sleep though cuz he barely even registered. Look! Doesn’t know where it even came from.
What lacks in all other areas? What the fuck do you mean by that shit you arse?
Quality over quantity... sounds like a piss poor excuse of why you literally have two friends. Just admit it, Gabey Baby, people enjoy having me as a friend more. Does that make me the 'good twin'?
Seminal vesicle. No wonder people don't want to be your mate, far out. Just listen to you. Also, what breasts? Literally, what are you talking about? Bet the first time you stick your fingers down her bra, you'll pull out two socks and a bunch of tissues instead. You'll be able to make use of the tissues later, I'm sure, since she probably won't let you get past second base.
You realise running back and forth to the fridge doesn't count as 'running laps', right? Hate to break it to you... oh wait, no I don't.
Good ol' Uncle Graham's probably sent himself to sleep because he's bored himself so much... plus, dude's old as hell. He probably needs a bunch of old man naps. You can join him soon, since you already act like a forty year old.
Do I really need to spell it out for you? She's dumb.
I'll admit that I'd have no other brother but you... so yes, I can understand why people enjoy your company. What can I say? I have good taste.
You can't make me feel bad for actually listening in class and educating myself. When we're forty you'll be singing me praises (none of which will be coherent) when you need a place to crash and you've run out of alcohol to guzzle.
And yes, I am ignoring your insults towards my precious Olivia.
Surprised you can see my trips to the fridge in your drunken haze. You sure you're not imagining shit, brother?
You know most of his "old man naps" are brought on because you and your teen rebel crap takes up so much of his time and energy? You are exhausting sometimes.
Olivia's not dumb - you're an arse hat. She's kind, sweet, gentle and has eyes you can lose yourself in. Plus her grades are better than yours would be, even if you did apply yourself. Speaking of, I'll see you bright and early on Saturday for studying. You will pass your O.W.L.s.
Have you noticed... I keep getting dirty looks for all those Jones kids? I don't like the way that one stares. Feel like putting your fist through someone's face soon, brother?
It's because I'm fun. If you offer people free drinks and other stuff and a good time then they'll chill out with you.
Mate, unless you've become some airy fairy seer, I don't think you know what'll happen when we're forty. I'll probably be dead in a ditch. Then you won't have to worry about about me singing or crashing at your place.
Precious... like a rock. How fitting.
I don't think I'd imagine shit as boring as you going to the fridge, Gabe. If I did, it kinda takes the fun out and defeats the purpose of drinking, right? I like how you're not even denying your little midnight trips.
You know how he can not be exhausted? If he stops pretending to care.
Kind, sweet, gentle - they're all basically the same thing, dickhead, and I noticed how you didn't say smart or intelligent or basically any word that implies she has a brain in that head of hers... or is it all full of air instead? I don't give a shit about her grades, and I don't give a shit about mine either. You can drag me out of bed if you expect me to study.
From all of them? Mate, that's about a 1/3 of the school. They're like cockroaches, they're bloody everywhere. You really gotta ask if I feel like putting my fist through someone's face? Of course I do.