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 PARKER TYRELL on May 15, 2019 22:50:49 GMT
There was a need a change of scene for Parker since studying in her dorm was a no go due to people being overly chatty. Instead, Parker found herself in one of the greenhouses doing her Herbology homework in peace. Some people would wonder how she managed to focus on school when her own twin brother was missing since early summer but truth be told, Parker wasted most of the summer worrying about him and pretty much gave up on hope to finding him alive. It saddened her, but she wasn't going to waste her fifth year depressed and not being able to do her schoolwork. She didn't want to disappoint her father even though he had told her many times over the past couple of months that she could never disappoint him.
Parker didn't want to even think of Peter at that very moment, and she didn't wait to think of her stupid ex-boyfriend and the stupid girls hanging around him. Okay, yes. Parker was a little jealous but she tried her best to hide it cause she didn't need her siblings going all you deserve better. Perhaps she did but there was something about the idiot Slytherin boy that drew her in.
Maybe it was his stupid smile.
There was a low grumble from her when she heard footsteps, and hope to god it wasn't the boy in question cause she will happily punch him if he came near.
"Either sit your ass down, or get out. I'm trying to focus here."
@celeste
5'03" || The Princess || Reserved thanks to Mavican @sp
Celeste was not in an overly great mood with how the family had been going on with one of her half siblings having gone missing, school and all the for lack of a better word gossip, that came with it. She knew of course what had happened with her sister and that sack of dragon dung of an ex boyfriend of hers. Not that she would say so to Parker, or tell Parker that she deserved better. She had already said so once and with that Celeste thought she had given enough notion on that side of the story.
At that very moment she was on her way to the greenhouses to get part of her herbology essay done. She had to take notes on the plant they were dealing with that week and the library was completely stuffed with Gryffindors and Slytherins. Most of the Hufflepuffs were well voiced in Herbology to begin with, or had their work already done. Her own house were spread everywhere in the common room and other parts of the castle with the best books on it anyway.
So here Celeste was heading to where one of her less favourite lessons was held, not because she had a choice. Rather because she lacked one. If she ever managed to get the notes from an upper year she’d make it so only she could read it and crawl up in her dorm. No one but her and her chosen few would benefit from that kind of knowledge. To be fair Celeste had been pacing in front of the greenhouse a bit and had not gone in yet, to which the irritated voice of her sister came floating from within. ’’Is that how you talk to your younger, impressionable and loving little sister?’’ Celeste asked with a twinkling in her eyes, knowing Parker could be bit short at times, or so she thought.
Standing in front of her sister, hands planted on her hips she kept going. ’’ I’ll sit my ass down Parker, as soon as you manage to get your knickers out of the pretzel they’ve twisted into. Also what drove you down here? I thought Hufflepuff was more of the let’s do all the homework together group?’’ Celeste sat down next to Parker, not quite shoulder to shoulder, but at least within arm’s reach. Depending on how the conversation would go she could scoot over closer or further away, the younger Tyrell didn’t really know what to make of it so far.
Celeste wasn’t the one Parker expected to see in the greenhouse but with the number of siblings she had, she wasn’t entirely surprised either. The Tyrell’s were all over the place, and sometimes Parker just wanted to be free from this damn family which she knew was never going to happen. When she had heard her sister’s voice, Parker grumbled softly to herself as she listened to the girl speak, causing her to roll her eyes. Impressionable and loving sister - right. Part of her wanted to laugh but instead she had looked at her sister with an annoyed expression.
”I wasn’t in the mood to interact with anyone in my damn house. And figured this place would be a great place to get my homework done. But guess that won’t happen either.” she said as she closed the textbook she had open and eyed her younger sister as the girl got comfortable beside her.
”Let me guess, you’re here to do the same thing. Or are you here to bother me?”
@celeste,
5'03" || The Princess || Reserved thanks to Mavican @sp
Celeste noticed her sister wasn’t in the best of moods, especially when she started cursing her own house and shrugged a little bit when she was looked at by Parker, who said she wouldn’t get any homework done. ’’I did come here to get some of my homework done yes, one of the subjects that isn’t exactly the thing I excel in, herbology. Essay form for that matter.’’ Propping her book up against the pot of one of the plants near her she went for the right page of her herbology book. Taking out her quill, ink and parchment that she had been working with before coming down to the greenhouses she went silently back to work, just the scratching of the quill.
Her thoughts on the other hand were not nearly all on her homework, as a matter of fact quite a few of her thoughts were directed to her sister and the situation that she was in. Even when she mumbled she was always well understood, her dad had made sure as much that she had always been heard from every corner of the room, that she’d articulate clearly and speak loudly enough. So far she hadn’t really been able to shake that. In doing so her sister would definitely hear what she mumbled as she was writing her herbology essay. ’’Look I know you didn’t ask me for help, or anything related from me, but I have asked my house if they’d keep their comments to themselves about Peter or Oscar. You know my thoughts on the matter and I’ll keep it at that.
Celeste honestly had no clue what to truly say to her sister, or hug her or whatever really, which was why she kept going with her herbology essay. More or less trying to let her sister know non verbally that she was there if she needed to vent, hug or whatever as Celeste couldn’t pick up on it, or decide for that matter. ’’I would have thought Hufflepuff was more understanding though.’’
Don't get Parker's attitude wrong, she did care about all her siblings and they knew of her problems because Parker wasn't one to stay quiet about it entirely. The female loved them even if she wanted to kill half of them. There was a time where she and Ozzy got along, even laughed together but that was a long time ago and now everything had changed. There was a dark cloud over the Tyrell family, and she wanted to make that cloud clear but it was impossible with Peter still missing months later. Parker had lost all hope for her brother, and knew he was likely dead somewhere or worse. Parker had to bite her tongue about it though, she didn't want to make her father angry.
There was a tired sigh from Parker as she listened to her sister speak of Oscar and Peter, making her turn in her seat to look at Celeste with a tiny frown. "I'm sorry." she apologized as she thought about the way she just treated her sister. "Thank you. I'm just....under stress about everything. I don't mean to....be bitchy."
She eyed her. "Do you miss him? Peter I mean."
@celeste,
5'03" || The Princess || Reserved thanks to Mavican @sp
Looking sideways from where she had kept her eyes on her essay before that moment she heard the sigh from Parker and turned in her direction ever so slightly, opening herself a bit more to the conversation they were having. Nodding in a way family understood with the apology and finishing the bit of essay she was writing about a venomous tentacula, even though they wouldn’t be working on it for a few more years they had gotten the option to study it. Her natural curiosity had of course made her say yes and they extra credit for a sore subject made it better for her.
Putting down her quill and moving the blotter so she wouldn’t get ink everywhere she turned more to her sister as she continued. ’’Don’t mention it sis, I know you’re under stress and the bitchy bit. You are a good teacher for when people annoy me, if that’s okay?’ Not really having to think about the next bit as she locked eyes with Parker Celeste answered. ’’Of course I miss Peter, he’s my dear brother and your other half. In some ways of course. It hurts me to see our family like this, but if you tell others that I’ll firmly tell them to keep their nose out of Tyrell business or they’ll be hexed.
I really miss hanging out with him and you. I know it might not have always seemed that way, but family means more to me than I let show, with how much I get in trouble at home. I wish he was found and would gladly help, but I’m only a fourth year that hasn’t even done her OWLS. What would the chance be of me finding him…’’ Tears shining in the corners of her eyes she refused to let it show more, but she could go for a hug herself. Having tried to keep herself as busy as possible so as not to think too much, as her thoughts led to many places. Not always good ones.
Parker had been stressed ever since it was mentioned that Peter was missing, and there was searching underway. She was stressed when her father would be out at all hours of the night looking for his lost son. It stressed her when she found her father passed out in his office, a bottle of strong whiskey in his hand. She remembered the slight, remembered when she cleaned up the mess before others saw it and reported it to Ariella who wasn’t home at the time. If anything, Peter was the heart of the family and kept them from bickering at each other during the winter holidays. Peter would make sure they were all happy, and sometimes tell Oswald off when Ozzy was being a dickhead. Of course Peter missing had affected them all in a way, and she felt some emptiness in her heart. He was her other half, and even though she barely showed that she was suffering from the loss of Peter, she was and never opened up about it.
”He could be the biggest ass with a heart of gold.” she said with a tiny smile as she thought about the good times they had with Peter. ”I miss his laugh. His hugs whenever one was having a terrible day. Even the death threats toward Oscar when I was dating that moron. I’ve always wondered if he would go through with those threats. I highly doubt it but he’s so much like the rest of us. Unpredictable.” she said and eyed her sister, looking at her expression.
”I know I showed that I didn’t care that he was gone. But I feel empty. I feel pain. And I want my brother back. Safe. But I honestly don’t think he’s still with us. I believe he’s dead somewhere.” she said.
”And I don’t want to mention that to father. He’d lose it further.”
@celeste,
5'03" || The Princess || Reserved thanks to Mavican @sp
A pain up the butt, not literal as that would be very weird, even in a family like theirs with the amount of half siblings. I doubt he’d have killed Oscar, but severely injure and maybe maim a bit… I could have very much supported that as he did that.’’ Hearing her sister’s reply to the next bit she didn’t shrug, but had had her suspicions. They were family after all and she liked to think she knew them well enough to know when someone was hiding something from the others.
’’I like to think I knew you were pretending as I buried myself in whatever I was doing, but I don’t think he’s dead to be honest and I won’t mention it to father… I know it may sound too hopeful, but I don’t think we’ll find him just like that. I do however think he’ll be back with us one day. Then again that might be false hope, but that false hope keeps me going.’’ It made her do her homework, it made her get up in the morning, it made her do a lot of things.
Not that she did them for him, more like that she hoped he would be glad she kept going, or proud for how she kept going and tried to keep the family from murdering themselves or each other at school. Not that she thought she knew the right wording, or was making much headway with it, but an effort was made. ’’You do know I am always around for you though, I know it’s not the same, not even a little bit, but you know.’’
Parker had her doubts that Peter was still alive out there because if he were alive, would he have reached out already? It’s been months and there has been no sign of Peter anywhere. Maybe he was kidnapped, maybe he was alive somewhere and can’t tell them where he’s at. Was he one of those werewolves? Parker had no idea if she wanted to even think about that. Even though she found werewolves interesting, she did not want any single one of her family members to become one because of what had been happening in the wizarding world. It wasn’t the same and Parker wanted to fight for their rights.
Parker had tilted her head to the side when she thought about what Celeste had said, thinking that he might be alive. How it kept her going - and Parker knew she should do the same. Forget about how her life had taken a turn for the worse in the past several months. She wanted her brother back, she wanted to see that smile.
”I know. Same goes for you. Just don’t come to me about boy problems. I might have to bury my ex once I get done with this place.” she said, forcing herself to smile for once. ”I need some pineapple juice…” she said suddenly, wanting to change the subject.
@celeste,
5'03" || The Princess || Reserved thanks to Mavican @sp
Here’s to hoping that he wasn’t dead, or so Celeste thought. She tried to have hope, tried to be strong for her entire family, Parker, Ozzy and all her other siblings, step mothers and who else. She had been researching tracking spells, even though she doubted she would find anything anyone else hadn’t found already. It kept her from going completely insane, or off the deep end. No she needed to be kept busy. Viola was one of the girls easily able to do so, even though she knew it wouldn’t last. Maybe it would last long enough until Peter was found, maybe it wouldn’t. Celeste adopted a wait and see approach about it.
Chuckling about the not coming to her about boy problems was something that Celeste would remember very well. She might come to Parker about girl problems, or problems with her own sanity. That or muggles as they kept doing stuff she didn’t understand. ’’I don’t know Parker, might just come to you about girl problems. The pineapple juice for you perhaps, personally I could really go for mango. I know it’s even sweeter than most juices, but I can’t really help it. That along with the waffles the elves here make here, they’re just divine.’’ Shaking her head a bit she tried to get back into her homework and asked her sister about mandrakes and what the root could be used for except making people die from ear overload.
