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 Jul 28, 2019 10:34:30 GMT
It was good news to hear that Mark was confident enough to confirm that he was super duper smart, instead of being modest and shrugging it off. "I adore that you don't deny your strengths! So many people do, but you don't and that's commendable. Gold star for you!" Vi said brightly, grinning up at Mark.
Gosh, Mark was a lot more fun to talk to than Vi had originally thought he was going to be. Turned out, he had an itty bitty witty reply for whatever she teased him about, which practically made her bubble up with happiness. She loved talking to someone so responsive, even if it wasn't always the most pleasant of replies.
"An... orgy? That's more than three, right? Like... er... four or more? Wait, no that's a foursome. Is an orgy more than five? Gosh, I suppose you'd know better than me with all your honey bunnies," Vi said, impish smile dimpling her cheeks. All this talk about menage a trios and orgies didn't phase her in the slightest. To her, it felt like they were talking about a topic as casual as the weather!
Mark's response had Vi shrugging yet again, and she even let out a small laugh. As ditsy as she appeared to be at... well, at most times, she knew what he was doing. "You're doing that reverse psychology thing majig on me, Mark. It's not gonna work. If you wanna snoggy wog me, then you can. I double dog dare you," Vi said, tongue cheekily poking out the corner of her mouth. She'd definitely be surprised if he took her up on her offer, in all honesty.
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 27, 2019 15:13:16 GMT
"Oh, golly gobsmackers, can it really? You must be super duper smart to know that... I've never even heard of that happening before and I bop all of my friends noses all the time," Vi said, eyes widening as she went to cup her nose. A nose bleed... well, that was no good, was it? She'd hate to accidentally give one to Clary or Felix or Flora! Then a thought hit her and she propped her chin up with her elbow resting on her knee. "Maybe your parents told you big fibby wibs as an itty bitty tyke? My ma told me that if you pull an icky face and the wind changes, it'd get stuck like that!"
"Ohhhh, a, uh... menaji... er, duo. Thingy. Majigy. The thing where you smoochie all the people at one time - or I guess in your case, hide lots of honey bunnies under your blanket at the same time!" Vi said brightly, deciding to bypass the whole mention of the multiple people sweating under the one blanket. Sounded super duper gross... hadn't Mark discovered a cooling charm by now?
The way that Mark was sitting as Vi approached, so far that he may very well break his gosh darn tootin' back, was enough to make Vi take one big step backwards. "Nopity nope. I wouldn't dare, especially if you're gonna sit like way back there like you've seen a flippity floppity flobberworm instead me," Vi said, shrugging as an easy smile graced her lips. "I'll leave you and your honey bunnies to do all the smooching instead, Mark." It really a bit of a shame given that Mark, despite his prickly cactus exterior, was actually quite cute. But there were more fish in the sea, so to speak!
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 20, 2019 12:17:40 GMT
Vi's heart practically swooned as Archie explained that he did not think her name was 'Leannan,' and that he was calling her sweetheart instead. Gosh, wasn't that sweet? "You can call me Leannan whenever you want then, Archie Arch," Vi told him, grinning up at him as his arm was slung around her shoulders. Standing up her tiptoes, she gave him a quick smooch on the cheek and leaving a great big pink mark in her wake, before moving with him as he guided her towards the table. A drink sounded splendid, or..
Suddenly, there was a loud crash and the room had gone pitch black. Immediately, Vi was frozen because where were Edmund and Ezra? Had they even shown up tonight? She hadn't seen them, but their little cherub faces kept flashing through her mind because she needed them to be alright. They were her little brothers, her priority, she had to keep them safe. But she couldn't even see.
Before she could even think of calling out for them or... or doing anything else than worrying, Archie's hand wrapped around her own and she was yanked to the floor. His voice washed over her, asking if she was okay, and Vi's hand squeezed Archie's hand in a death grip. "What's happening? Why are they doing this? What - did you see Edmund and Ezra tonight?" Vi's usual bright, chirpy voice was gone, instead completely replaced with a serious whisper.
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 20, 2019 11:27:11 GMT
Vi nodded enthusiastically in agreement to her brother protesting that teenage boys needed to learn how to use soap because yes! Yes, they did. Bunch of smelly wellies, the lot of them! Except for... "Gosh, Ed, you may be an itty bitty bit pedantic about your whole... washing yourself like twenty thousand times a day, but I'd rather that than you stinking up the place, I guess!"
"Aha! You just said that time should be used for showering, now education. Make up your mind, Eddie!" Vi said, wiggling her finger at him before bopping the tip of his nose. Then she shrugged at his suggestion of selling painting, before gasping. "Maybeeee we should totally fake my death! Then people'd buy my paintings and I'd become super duper famous and - gosh, that's just a fab idea. Is there a potion that'd help me do that?" When Ed brought up Van Gogh, Vi crinkled up her nose at the though because what did he think she was going to do? Lop of her ear?! Gosh, no. "I need my ears for music, silly! I can't just whack it off!
Ed's indignation about Vi's accusation that he may have a cold heart had the blonde bursting out into giggles, wrapping her arm around his shoulder and giving him a little squeeze. "I dunno... people say that snakey wakes are cold-blooded, right? Maybe that's why they put you in the house," she teased, sticking her tongue out a teensy bit at him.
"She was probably worried you'd examine the cat for science," Vi said, pulling a face at the thought because gross. Totally gross. His suggestion she draw for comic books had her shaking her head. "I don't do that kinda painting, Ed. I like... surrealism, more than anything. Not very comic booky." She loved painting things that you didn't see in real life, using every single bit of her creativity to create... well, to create an alternative slice of reality. It was whacky, just like she was, and she adored it.
"Umm..." Ed's question of how he process worked had Vi pausing, tapping her chin in thought before declaring, "I guess you just kinda gotta get in the moment! I paint best when I'm completely focused on painting, I get lost in it in a way. Nothing else really matters, except what I'm doing. That's my thought process!"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 20, 2019 10:47:39 GMT
Liam's response to Vi showering him with compliments was enough to make the girl grin brightly yet again, giggling as he proclaimed that he was greedy and just took the lion's share. "Maybe you're actually a Gryffindor at heart," she said with a twinkle in her eyes, though she resolutely shook her head as he claimed he had the gift of the gab so people forgot he wasn't smart. "Don't be a silly billy, Liam! You're super duper smart, just like that, uh... the man that Ed reads about. Something about strings and... theory. I don't know why they need a theory all about wool - I mean, you just twirly whirly it around two sticks and then wiggle them together to make a blanket. Why does there need to be a theory?" She'd gone off on a tangent, completely moved away from her point that he was a smarty pants, but as Liam gestured towards his chest, Vi was soon distracted once more. She tugged at her own shirt, looking straight down before scrunching her nose up. Then she announced at the top of her lungs, "I wish someone would put balls on my chest!"
"Why does it matter if it's manly wanly or not?" Vi asked, dismissing Liam's complaint with a wave of her hand. Everyone knew he was a boy anyway, and fairly floss was fabulous. Besides, there were certain people out there who seemed to like fairy floss a lot... more than once, she'd heard Sally declare that Liam had his own little harem! Her 'purdy blues' blinked up at Liam innocently as he asked if they were trained on anyone and she reached up, tapping her chin in thought for a moment. "Hmm... no! Nope-ity nope. Just wanna smoochie wooch everyone I can, y'know? It's a goal. A great big ol' one! I just need people to help me get there. I get by with a 'lil help from my friends, like that song that the... uh... The Bugs sing!"
Liam's jaw had dropped like it was waiting for a great big mouthful of food to be aeroplaned into it and Vi started giggling once more, finger reaching up to stroke the side of his jaw as it clicked shut. "Hmm, I dunno! People are nutty nuts like... like peanuts. I like kissing with my mouth open and stuff, but not with loads of slimy wimey tongue," she told him, before a slow, impish smile slid onto her lips. She leaned forward, mere inches away from his face and she wiggled her brows mischievously as she asked, "Have you ever smooched anyone before?" His question of who she was kissing went unanswered as she focused her attention wholly on whether somebody had actually ever gotten the pleasure of kissing Liam Jordan and utterly kissable lips.
Merlin, the sound of Liam laughing was just brilliant and Vi sighed dramatically as he told a story of what could of been. "Meanwhile, when I was a littlie, we played chess. D'you know how snoozy woozy chess makes me? Gosh, and it takes super duper long too. So boring," she complained. His suggestion of locating him next time she was shushed made her light up however, sitting up straight. "Yessss! Totes. I will totally do that. They'd hate it. Sounds fun!"
"I know, golly gosh. Gem's just so fun and upbeat and stuff, but Professor Avery is stiff as a board!" Vi agreed enthusiastically, before peering at Liam's drawing once more. She was distracted by the nuances of the itty bitty troll, and so when he started tickling her, it took her by surprise and she let out a shriek. "You are... so... super... duper... mean, Liam! You're... you're... gonna... get... it!" She gasped between giggles, wriggling instantly to try and make her escape off his lap. Such a meanie weenie!
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 14, 2019 13:40:54 GMT
Today's lesson in Herbology was actually pretty spooky ooky and Vi watched with eyes as wide as saucers as she listened to Professor explain that today they'd be feeding the Chinese Chomping Cabbage, later demonstrating exactly how to feed them and cautioning them to watch their fingers. Their fingers?! She needed those more than anything for writing music, playing her guitar, painting. Vi glanced down at her hands, then back to the Professor before asking in a worried voice, "Professor, what... happens if they bite our gloves? How do we get out itty bitty fingers out? I quite like them!"
Then they were instructed to pair up and glancing around the classroom, Vi hummed before her gaze landed on a familiar face. Casey, a girl from her very own house. Bouncing over, Vi moved to stand next to her before suggesting brightly with a grin, "Wanna be partners? I need you to be all bravey wavy first 'cause I'm a kinda - okay, super duper scared of being chomped at!"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 14, 2019 13:20:54 GMT
Practically bouncing into the Charms classroom, Vi surveyed the room full of seats, trying to decide where the best place to sit was. There were plenty of options but Vi wanted to sit beside someone who wouldn't be annoyed at her constant fidgeting and playing with things on her desk. Naturally, Aggy and Mark were out of the picture, and Arielle, her dormmate, had probably had enough of her by now... which left Damien, a quiet fifth year Hufflepuff.
Immediately, Vi beamed at him, heading straight towards the desk and sliding in next to him. "Hiya! You're looking super duper fab today. Look at those curls! They're to die for. Like lil' springy... springs!" she whispered excitedly before pulling out her quill and parchment as if she were actually going to take notes today. Like most lessons, she'd probably end up scribbling on her piece of paper instead, which meant she'd have to ask Flora with her sweetest smile for notes later come exam time.
Sitting back as the class commenced, Vi listened to Professor Malfoy as she spoke, and Aggy as she launched into some fiddly diddly explanation of accio. Raising her hand, Vi asked chirpily, "'Scuse me, Professor Malfoy, but what are we going to accio today? Feathers, like you, or something else?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 14, 2019 13:09:28 GMT
Entering the Muggle Studies classroom, Vi was most definitely on a sugar high, practically skipping in with her arms spread wide as she greeted enthusiastically, "GOOD MORNING, PROFESSOR SAVAGE, AND... MAN I DON'T KNOW BUT I'M SURE IS STILL SUPER DUPER COOL!" With her outburst well and truly over, Vi wiggled her way towards the back of the classroom and into her seat with attentive eyes turned at the front, waiting to see what was happening. Of course, she didn't sit still. When did she ever? Almost immediately, she was reaching up to twirl strands of pale blonde hair around her little finger.
The man, Askold, brought himself to the front of the classroom to introduce himself and share what they were doing today. Vi nodded keenly because baking? What a magnificent time they were going to have today! Not that Vi was particularly great at baking or cooking or whatnot but eating? She was fabby dabby at that.
Arielle, a girl from her house, answered Askold's question and immediately, Vi's hand shot up as a follow-up. She wanted to know something very important. "Are we making a sweet... um, petr... pi.. thing today or a savoury thing?" she asked. Man, she hoped it was the former! Then another question struck her and with an excited twinkle in her eyes, she added on, "Do you speak any other languages than Russian, Askold? I've always wanted to learn another language but it's just never clicked!"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 13, 2019 12:49:37 GMT
When Flora, the cheeky chops, poked her tongue out and mouthed to her to 'kiss him,' Vi started giggling. 'I'll kiss you later,' she mouthed back, blowing her friend as kiss. Then she watched on with a great big grin as Flora broke it down with Gemini before suddenly, the little Hufflepuff was whisked away and Flora walked over to chitty chat with a girl from her very own house.
It left her alone with Archie and when he commented about Flora being 'free,' Vi nodded enthusiastically. "The free-est! Free as a bird, light as... feather, stings like a bee," Vi joked, the corners of her eyes crinkling as her grin from before only grew. She was just having such a wonderful time! First she got to hang out with Flora, now Archie. Who wouldn't enjoy an evening filled with people who were so much fun? "You look super duper handsome in your suit by the way? Did I mention that? Compliments your charismatic cerulean eyes splendidly!"
Archie was offering Vi a drink and for a moment, she hesitated, looking at him with a befuddled expression before swatting his arm with an laugh. "Did you forget my name, silly? It's Viola," she told him, amused. It didn't quite register with her that he was speaking to her in Gaelic, and so naturally she was left wondering who Leannan was. Had she not met this student yet?
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 11, 2019 14:46:02 GMT
With Celeste's reassurance that it was fine, Vi instantly relaxed, her shoulders dropping and she reached up to bop the tip of her friend's nose with her fingers. It was adorable, really. Like an itsy bitsy button! If she had the chance, Vi would definitely press a tiny kiss on it later. "I'm super duper glad that you're on the same page as me - look, I might not read but that's a book reference right there!" Vi joked, grinning up at her friend as though Celeste should be proud of her. "We can totally smoochie woochie later if you wanna though? I mean, sharing a dorm does have it's perks."
One of Vi's fingers reached up without even registering it, going to play with a lock of Celeste's hair before pulling a face. "I think you still have plum pudding in there. You definitely need a shower," she teased, though one glance in the mirror would tell her she was a bit of a hypocrite. But she intended to keep painting... she couldn't be certain but she didn't think that Celeste planned to get bathed in more pudding tonight!
When Celeste moved back to lean against her bed, Vi laughed as she brought up the fact she was going to smooch a lot of people. "I sure plan on it! I think that's my big life goal this year: kiss as many people as possible. I want to investigate all the groovy woovy ways people smooch, y'know? Very Ravenclaw-esque of me, if I do say so myself!" she told her friend with a great big beam of a smile. But then Celeste was asking if she'd share what she did with the other students and Vi blinked at her. "I... well, maybe Flora and Elena and Liam and Clarissa but they're my besties! But I won't tell if you don't want me to... I don't think they'd get on their judgey wudgey pants though. Not like they'd blab it to the rest of the school! Why, d'you wanna tell people?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 11, 2019 12:12:07 GMT
Mark's reaction to her poking his nose immediately had Vi giggling, but it wasn't until he physically starting poking her nose over and over like a kid with a little teddy bear that she actually bent forward and clutched at her stomach, her fit of giggles feeling like they were never ending. Merlin, why was that so funny? But then finally, they started subsiding and she beamed up at him like he was the light at the end of the rainbow. "I'd say you're adorbs when you're angry and you can poke me any time," she declared, wiping away some tears that had pooled in the corners of her eyes.
"Well, everyone has to take a break some times. Do your little honey bunnies bounce their way into your the coldy... woldy boys dormitories?" Vi asked, not detecting his tone of sarcasm again. She really was quite impervious to it! Perhaps it was years of growing up with two smart-mouthed little brothers. She'd just become immune. With an impish grin at his next, Vi informed Mark matter-of-factly, "No, no. You're not Don Juan. You're Mark Grimstone: Heartbreaker Extraordinaire! You're your own person, get it right."
"Are you indicating that you'd want to kiss me, Mark?" Vi shot back with a little wink, then she rolled her eyes at his suggestion of nixing her lipstick. Pulling a tissue from her pocket, Vi gave her lips a wipe over, until there was no more lipstick that came off. It was a shame because that particular shade of inkity pinkity (the actual name of the lipstick, she swore!) made her look super duper.
Then she slid her bottom off the table she had been sitting at, sidling over to Mark with a wiggle of her eyebrows. If he rejected her, then oh well! She had plenty of other people she could get a good smooch out of. Besides, what was the harm in trying. Shooting him a cheeky smile, she asked him in the chirpiest tone of voice known to mankind, "You ready to pucker up, buttercup?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 10, 2019 13:42:59 GMT
"You sound like a cutie patootie piggly wig," Vi teased as soon as the sound of Mark snorting reached her ears. Absolutely adorbs. It made her want to bop his lil' button nose, but she had a feeling he wouldn't like that very much. Maybe it was the fact that she got the vibe he didn't like her a whole lot in general, given the way he had been speaking to her and all.
All the broken hearts made Vi light up with glee because he was totally playing along with her. "I bet you're a real good kisser, right? You kiss the girls and boys and make them cry," she joked. But then all of a sudden he asked what she preferred, and if she was here to kiss him, and Vi laughed, loud and tinkling. "I only kiss people who want to be kissed by me. I don't think you're up for that, are you?" She'd be down diddy down if he was though. He was pretty cute with his long, dark locks and eyes as deep as tide pools.
"Yes, yes. Of course. I bet you study real hard," Vi said, waving off any offense she may have caused the Slytherin boy before tapping her chin in thought because drooling over aurors? The last in line? That couldn't possibly be. "Then who do you drool over, Mark?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 7, 2019 11:37:50 GMT
The sarcasm that escaped Mark's mouth went soaring over Vi's head... that, or she just didn't particularly care. Instead, she nodded at him like this was the bestest idea ever in the whole wide world. "Afraid of catching awesomeness?" she joked, giving a little shimmy as his finger traced the air. "I can totally see why."
'That's disgusting,' had Vi letting out an amused laugh because, well, it wasn't like she was planning on stripping nudie rudie and smooching said man, right? 'Sides, she couldn't even see Mr. Muddy Puddles. The tragedy that had struck Hogsmeade... the one that made her way too sad to dwell on it... well. Shaking it off, Vi rested her guitar on the table before drawing her legs up onto the table, crossing them and resting her elbow on her thigh. Then she cupped her chin, giving him her best expression of innocence. "So who do you prefer, Marky Mark? Any lil' puddin' pop you've planted a great big kiss on lately?"
'Don't you study?' had Vi pause for a moment because truthfully? No. "I don't concentrate super duper well when it comes to studying. I always get distracted," she told him, honest as ever. Was their any use in lying to him? No. "But music and painting always manage to get me sit and concentrating and get those squinty, uh, quinty eyes. Do you study?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 7, 2019 10:25:42 GMT
"Well, maybe that just means you should get to know me instead! Then you'd know I'm no thiefy wiefy woo!" Vi declared, that bright grin of hers returning. A raise of her brows accompanied it a moment later however as Markity Mark started talking about Azkaban and not minding going for a visit and finding dementors fascinating. Not the word she'd use to ever describe them! They were all... gah, spooky wooky and she wouldn't want to encounter them.
"They don't have dementors at Azkaban any more, y'know? They have Aurors now and ohmygosh, speaking of which. I'm bummed out that we can't go to Hogsmeade anymore because there was this cutie patootie Auror with dark hair and pretty brown eyes like muddy puddles. You would have adored him." She wasn't sure how Mark felt in regards to men, but this man transcended sexuality! He'd totes make any person go weak in the wibbly wobbly knees.
If he could go outside and pull wings off butterflies and legs off spiders. The look Vi rewarded Mark with after that charming statement practically screamed, 'whaaaat the heckeroni?' because did boys do that? "Ed and Ezra never did that when they were itty bitty tykes... those poor lil' insects," Vi said, grimacing. Then Mark was asking why she started playing and Vi tapped her chin in thought for a moment, pondering over his question before the memory clicked. "I was five years old and about yay high and I asked my mum if I could play a guitar like the girly wirly at the pub so they got me a teacher. But I've been all sing-songy since I was little."
The indignation that escaped Mark's mouth on Vi's behalf was enough to surprise the Ravenclaw girl, and she nodded enthusiastically. "I know, right? Although I don't know about the hanky panky... wanky sorta business, but y'know," Vi said brightly. "Do you write your own songs sometimes?"
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on Jul 6, 2019 11:02:50 GMT
"Stolen? Do I look like a cheeky weeky thief to you?" Vi said with a laugh, not offended in the slightest. He was so serious and straight-laced but she loved it. It was fun to play around and toy with - in the nicest way possible, that was. A mischievous glint light up her eyes. "Wait, wait, wait. Is this your way of telling me you stole that guitar, Mark Mark? Might need to report that to Azkaban. You could go live with all the other naughty boys and girls." She was only kidding, of course, but golly it amused her more than anything.
"Four... hooly dooly, that's about the same age as I was!" Vi enthused, nodding enthusiastically. "Did you want to play the viol-in or was it your mum's idea?" She couldn't help but be chuffed a little at her own joke, grinning at him brightly, as if she was inviting him to share the humour with her. Knowing him, it was unlikely but she had to try. She was determined to win a smile out of him one of these days.
"I'll tell you what mine was about if you tell me what yours was," Vi said with a cheeky wink, although she didn't wait for him to answer the question first. "Growing up, I was bullied like... a lot. Still kinda am. But the, uh... meanie weenies, they didn't like that I was different. Having two mums as well... I guess that meant they thought they were super duper cool to pick on me about that." It wasn't something she spoke about an awful lot because feeling sad wasn't exactly Vi's thing. She preferred to focus on the positive and stay upbeat. "So, yours?"