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!
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Apr 27, 2019 13:55:11 GMT
Bounding into the Great Hall, there was a bright sunny grin on Viola's face but then again, when was there not? Nine times out of ten, if you asked how she was, she'd say 'hunky dory!' and mean it. Even when she was sad, she rebounded pretty quickly. She didn't like to dwell on negative feelings when she could be happy, bouncy Viola instead.
Standing on her toes with her hand raised to her forehead like she was a sailor on the sea, Vi searched for someone to sit with for breakfast. She liked her own fellow Ravenclaws but she spent a lot of time with them already in the dorms, and she was in the mood for someone different and fun... like her friend Sam who she spied over at the Slytherin table.
Walking over, Vi wasn't shy as she climbed over the bench and promptly fell into Sam's lap. Reaching up, she bopped his nose with the tip of the finger. "Looking stunning this morning, Sammy! Are you having a super duper fab day so far?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Apr 26, 2019 14:08:43 GMT
As Viola entered the library, it was with a sigh. Not a sigh of happiness, but a sigh of annoyance because homework? That was for fuddy duddies and people who actually had an attention span longer than five minutes, something she sorely lacked. It was just so easy peasy to distract her... which was exactly what happened as she caught sight of someone she knew sitting nearby.
Immediately, she whizzed over to them, getting a chiding from the librarian in the process. With a grin, she dropped into the person's lap before reaching up to plant a great big smoochy woochy on their cheek. "I missed you, Liam Jordan," she sing-songed."It's been a while since we saw each other. Hours, in fact! I 'spose that's what happens on weekends though. We're not all smooshy wooshy in a classroom so we see each other at meal times mostly instead which is a gosh darn tootin' shame because I want to see you and your handsome, chiseled face all the time."
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Apr 22, 2019 11:36:33 GMT
Instead of walking normally into Transfiguration, Viola - as always - practically bounced in like she was a little bunny instead. She was keen as a bean to see Professor Samuels and his dreamboat face. It was such a cutie patootie one too. She just wanted to pinch his cheek and then kiss it better!
Taking a seat, Vi's elbows rested on the desk and she cupped her face in her hands, staring up at Professor McDreamy with attentive eyes. When he asked what they did the past holidays, her arm shot up immediately, excited to share her adventures. "Oh! Oh! My family went to the Louvre these holidays in France - that's a Muggle museum - and it was amazing, Professor. You would have loved it! It was the bees knees."
When the Professor started launching into the lesson, however, Vi's excitement immediately faded because... Animagi? As cute as the Professor was, that sounded boring and immediately Vi whipped out her quill and parchment, doodling handsome Liam Jordan's face on it. Perhaps she'd ask if she could paint him later! He had such magnificent features.
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Apr 22, 2019 8:55:22 GMT
As Viola waltzed into Defense Against the Dark Arts, it was with a skip in her step because woo hoo! First day of class. This was bound to be exciting... so long as it wasn't just a theory lesson. Vi was pants at paying attention in those (and just in general) with her mind often drifting off into the clouds.
Just as Professor O'Connor had asked, Vi introduced herself with chirpy enthusiasm, a great big grin on her face as she did so. She didn't understand what was with all these grumpy dumpy wumps. What was the point of being angry when you could just be happy instead? She didn't get it. It just seemed like a waste of time!
Then it was time for the class to begin and... boggarts? Not exactly what she pictured for their first class, but there was really nothing she could do about it. When it was her turn after Angry Pants McGee who was swearing at Professor O'Connor, Vi's Boggart also transformed into her mum... both of them, actually, the Boggart flicked between the two women.
"Stupid little Viola," her mama said, lips twisted into a uncharacteristic smirk as she drew closer. Then the Boggart changed, this time transforming into her mum whose voice raised as she said, "You're don't deserve to be a Ravenclaw!"
Taking a breath and imagining something funny, Vi waved her wand and said, "Riddiukulus!" watching as her mama then her mum transformed into reversed mermaids with a fishy wishy top and a human body, giggling as she took a step back for the next student to take their turn.
Turning around, Vi looked to see how her peers were going only to see Olivia Jones sitting curled up on a chair. Frowning, Vi walked over to the girl and crouched in front of her. "I've got some chocolate in my bag if you want some? I know it doesn't really help but... well, I can give you a hug too?" She wasn't the best at comforting people, but she could definitely try.
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Apr 21, 2019 4:34:25 GMT
viola rosaline
SPECIES: witch
BLOOD STATUS: half-blood
JOB: student
HOUSE: ravenclaw
FACE CLAIM: josefine frida pettersen
BIRTHDAY: february 24th 2004
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: Artistic, rambunctious, outgoing, upbeat Negative Traits: Bad at school, a bit too forward, loud, ditzy Quirks and Habits: Whenever she talks to somebody, Vi has the tendency to touch them in some way whether it be by placing her hand on their arm or their leg, or being pressed up next to them. She has no concept of personal space, and often invites herself to sit on her friends laps. She regularly kisses her friends on the cheek and leaves great big lipstick marks in her wake. When sitting in class, she often gets sidetracked and uses the other students as inspiration for her artwork, sketching down their appearance loosely on a piece of parchment so she can paint them later on a larger canvas. Likes: Painting, playing guitar, singing, being too touchy-feely, hugs, experimenting with makeup, procrastinating something fierce, dancing Dislikes: School work, concentrating for long periods of time, negative Nancy's, coffee, sour tasting food Boggart: Her mums telling her that she's stupid and she was sorted into the wrong house. She "doesn't deserve to be a Ravenclaw." Mirror of Erised: Her artwork displayed on the walls of an art museum, herself proudly standing in front of them and talking about them to a group full of interested people Patronus: a poodle
HISTORY
2009: After watching one of her mum's play a short little nursery ditty on the guitar, Vi picked up her own for the very first time and was able to mirror some of the chords she'd played. It wasn't long until she got the hang of it, proving that yes, she was a natural and she'd passed down that skill to her. It didn't take long until she started adding singing into the mix and ever since then, she hasn't gone a day without picking up her guitar.
2012: Getting into the paint one of her older siblings had left out. She painted her own version of a Starry Night by Van Gogh onto the blank, stark white living room wall and paint splattered everywhere including the brand new carpeting. She thought she was going to be in big trouble when her parents found out but instead, when they woke up they were stunned. A bit miffed about the carpet, sure, but her family had always valued creativity and works of art and this was exactly that. It's never been painted over and the art still remains there to this day.
2015: Coming from a rather large wizarding family, Vi had heard tales and all the adventures about what her siblings had gotten up to at Hogwarts. She remembers getting off the train and then having to row across the Black Lake, the Hogwarts castle slowly growing bigger and bigger. She was so excited that she was bouncing up and down in her seat, then leaned too far out the side. She would have ended up swimming with the Giant Squid if another student hadn't had the foresight to grab the back of her robes.
Angel telling her that she was the ‘embodiment of joy and sunshine’ made Vi grin once again, happiness and warmth coursing through her veins once more. Who knew the stoic Ravenclaw boy could be so sweet? Although… he definitely had his sneaky side, she knew that. Leaning up, Vi pressed another quick smooch against his cheek with a ‘mwah!’ before leaning back. “You’re so sweet you make my teeth hurt! If you were a building, you’d definitely be Honeydukes!” It was a weird compliment and she was well aware but she didn’t care because it was true. “Sooo… who was the lucky girl that got your first smoochie woochie? Or boy?” Though he insisted he was straight, it never hurt to ask just in case.
“Yeah, you, Silly Pants McGee. What if you’re the meanest student in Hogwarts? Does that mean I get to give you lots of kisses and hugs? It’s not like I’m about to go give someone like Rosa - Merlin, she’s a piece of work - smooches and cuddles,” Vi said, shuddering at the mention of Rosa’s name. In general, she tried to like most people but Rosalia was a known purist and she’d made her best friend, poor, sweet Prim, run away crying at the dance… yeah, she didn’t mesh with the girl. “A week is like… seven days and however many hours! It’s a long timey wimey time. I’ll die of boredom.” But then Angel suggested they hold a slumber party and instantly, her eyes lit up because yes. “What a fabulous idea! Okay. Okay. But only if we can have marshmallows and play, like… a game… and invite the other Ravenclaws! We could invite Victoire, and Mark, and Nico… oh, and Vanya and Cae and Alex! Maybe some other girls too.”
It was a rare occasion when Vi was lost for words, but it felt like Angel had taken them straight from her mouth and she stared at him in awe because wow. Did he really think that highly of her? She thought that he, like most people, just thought she was a weird, bothersome girl who was always all over someone. She didn’t think he viewed her like that. “I… Angel, that’s…” Not sure what to say, she hopped off the table to launch herself at him in a great big hug, her arms wrapping around his waist to squeeze him tight. “That’s the nicest thing someone’s ever said to me,” she said, murmuring the words against his chest, warmth radiating through his t-shirt. At his question she pulled away and smiled up at him brightly. “Okie dokies, so… truth. That’s what I choose. Truth bomb me!”