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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Outrageous. on Fri Mar 30, 2012 8:00 am


Polly stormed out of the room in a terribly bad mood; she completely deserved her punishment, not for the act but for getting caught. She had let her guard down, not acting sensibly as she normally did. Going back to her room, she decided to put some different clothes on, opening her wardrobe and rifling delicately through all the designer deformis brands, finally deciding on a printed, monochromatic tee-shirt dress with half sleeves and a body-hugging shape. Thankfully they had finally decided to heat the building with a charm, meaning that she wouldn’t have to walk around wearing mounds of knitted clothing. She was making her way down to the library for some more reading when she almost literally bumped into Professor Sparrow. As he addressed her formally she smiled ‘Sure, whatever.’ She muttered, waving her hand lackadaisically and continuing in the direction she had planned.

Cael was given the once over by the medics, all of them knowing too well that if he was injured they were likely to be sued or even fired on the spot. Apart from his general look of sickness, they were happy to let him leave under the assurance that he wouldn’t use any charms that would cause him to be so ill again, him not having revealing that it was in fact a charm he had used on himself in order to make himself throw up the stuff Felicity had forced him to drink subconsciously. He was then whisked away by another Professor to have a little ‘chat’ about what he had seen. ‘Mr Whitehall, I assume you know what that creature was back there, not taking you for an idiot.’ He frowned ‘A dragon Professor, most likely a young one by the looks of it. A Transylvanian hook wing?’ The Professor looked at him for a moment before leaning back, clasping her hands together. ‘Would you please enlighten me as to how you know this Mr Whitehall? Perhaps you’d like to… confess something?’ He looked at the greasy head of health and safety for a moment before laughing cruelly ‘Oh do not be so imbecilic! Who do you think I am you great oaf!’ she seemed considerably offended and was about to speak again when he cut in, lowering his tone a little ‘My brother, Vladimir, he works with the blasted creatures in the tropics… he’s writing a book on this particular breed at the moment I believe…’ he trailed off at seeing the excitement building in her face ‘Oh, yes Mr Whitehall! How wonderful, we shall get in contact with him immediately!’ He stood up ‘Oh no, I did not mean for you to, I mean there are other experts…’ His words seemed to fall on deaf ears however as she had already made up her mind.
Her lips against his felt completely strange yet terribly wonderful at the same time, she had never been an impulsive creature, but she made a mental note to do things like that more often. As he pulled away, she dropped to the flats of her feet again, her face immediately blushing. ‘I eh… I will take this now… because I do not owe you anything… anymore…’ she giggled a little in sheer shock at what she had just done, feeling completely consumed with overwhelming happiness. She backed clumsily out of the room; still speaking as she went ‘I will… tell Tony to meet me in the morning… I… I will see you tomorrow too perhaps?’ She left the room, sighing once in the hallway before excitedly opening the door again ‘thank you… for the plasters…’

She was walking on cloud nine on her way home, almost completely forgetting about her remaining duties. Almost. She woke up in the morning however very much awake and excited for her trip with Tony. Reaching the chalet a little earlier than they had arranged to meet, she picked up her hired snowboard from the hiring shack, strapping her boots on and waiting for him, wondering if he was as good as Jacob assured her he was. Upon his arrival, she stood, walking over happily in almost a skip. ‘Bonjour Tony! How are you this morning?’ after waiting for his reply, she continued ‘we cannot run on the nearest black slope today due to the avalanche, however I have arranged for us to go to the other side of the slopes, is that okay?’ she laughed at his reply. ‘Of course I shall be having to drive the snowmobile.’ Strapping their equipment to the back, making sure it was all secure before throwing her leg over the seat, shuffling forward and putting the key in the ignition. ‘Jump on!’ she exclaimed, almost pulling away before he was fully sat. She couldn’t help it, she was a speed freak, she loved the adrenaline rush it gave her and the freedom she gained from it. They reached the second black slope in almost double time, it was much higher in the mountains but the jumps were more spread out, she much preferred the second black slope, however when they reached the shack at the bottom, she began to get excited. ‘Oh Tony, I am so excited! I have not been on a run like this with somebody who could actually ski! I cannot tell you how… uh… how you say…’ she paused, clicking her fingers for a while ‘Boring! Yes that it is, boring it is teaching he children and adults… hold on, we have to get on this lift…’ She jumped on the ski lift after having strapping her board on again, shuffling next to him as she shut the barrier over them. She smiled at him, laughing a little at how happy she actually was. ‘You know Tony, you are very easy to talk to, just like Jacob, he is easy to talk to also… he is a lot like you…’ she played with the hems of her thermal ski jumper listening to him chat.

Polly looked at the time on the clock tower when it began to get a little darker, she smiled seeing that she was already late, she had let the time run away from her again, not eating lunch and reading a stack of books all through the day. She had learned a heap of stuff in a small amount of time, loving to read but hating anybody to see her doing so. Closing her book in no great hurry and replacing it back on the shelf, sighing. Pulling her dress down a little at the back for the sake of dignity she made her way towards the divination tower. Set in one of the older parts of the building, it was a little colder, leaving her wishing as she began climbing the stairs that her dress wasn’t completely backless. Reaching the heavy wooden door, she didn’t bother knocking, opening the door and being hit instantly with a wall of heat. She looked at the desk he pointed to, choosing not to sit in the seat but instead on the desk, waiting for him to give her instructions, upon these instructions however she raised an eyebrow, seriously considering leaving. However, rolling her eyes and deciding that he’d probably be quick enough to stop her anyway, she stood and made her way to the closet, looking at the vast array of crystal items and groaning. ‘God.’ She exclaimed ‘Do you really need all this? It looks pretty clean anyway…’ she muttered. Unfortunately for her, most of the crystals were in boxes on the bottom shelf, grabbing her dress at the back a little before bending over and sliding out a box, it being surprisingly heavy. She grabbed a cloth and went to sit on the actual chair, slamming the box down with less than elegant grunts of boredom, picking one out, spitting on it and running the cloth over a little. “Your cleaning technique is a little to be desired.” she looked up to him, an intense glare on her face that would have rivalled that of a gorgon, her lip curled a little with a low growl escaping from her. ‘I tell you what.’ She said, not really doing manual labour ever in her life – picking up the box and walking over to him, dropping it on his desk, the sound of a few shattering ‘How about you do it?’ storming back to her chair, she kicked her feet up on the desk and leant back onto the two legs. She folded her arms in a teen-like grump. ‘I don’t polish balls okay? You have omegas for that.’ She said, referring to the lowest wolf in the pack, catching herself a little before she said any more. ‘I’m too pretty for that.’ She corrected, hoping that he didn’t take too much notice of her comment. ‘You can’t actually make me do anything, so what’s the point? Where’s the incentive? And no, I’m not paying for those. Crystal Divination is a load of shit!’

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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Rosé on Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:06 am

Being the eldest of the Elladora children, Tony was used to being able to do what he wanted, his parents more concerned with his younger siblings, it was because of this that he was able to buy himself a top of the range skis from his mother’s account without her so much as batting and eyelid. He strolled leisurely towards where he was meeting Agni, he noted that she was already there and smiled whilst walking over. “Good morning to you as well!” The sun was brighter than what he was used to so Tony flicked on his reflective sunglasses. “Now I can see you better, anyways, the other side eh? I haven’t heard that one since school.” Tony laughed whilst nearly sliding off of the snow mobile. The other slope looking a little more intimidating, but unlike his younger brother, Tony was far more used to these sorts of slopes and was somewhat looking forward to the jumps. “Would you say boring?” He raised an eyebrow playfully as he hopped onto the ski lift with the young elf “Oh absolute tosh!” Tony laughed, putting an arm around Agni. “Careful, you’re a skinny one, wouldn’t want you slipping away from me…” He laughed a little louder at her awkward reactions. “Relax; it’s a long fall that’s all!” He chattered away after that, talking to her about the professors that used to teach when he was at school and if they shared any of them. He was surprised to know how many of them were still alive and kicking. “You would think that anyone with half a mind would get out of the school whilst they could, oh, have you not heard? The rumours? Oh you mean Jacob hasn’t told you oh! Well rumour has it that when the school was founded over five hundred years ago, there was a race war at the time, there is always a race war going on. But anyway it goes that the school was actually built on top on one these battle grounds, tens if not hundreds of innocent souls trapped under is cold stone, eternally trapped to walk it’s hallways, their hunger for freedom insatiable.” Tony was quiet for a moment before noticing that they were nearing the top of the slope. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry, there are a hundred more rumours like it; I’d guess none of them to be true either…” He hopped off and looked over their long and winding route. “Well, shall we? Meet you at checkpoint three?” Tony quickly pushed himself off of the edge and darted through the snow alongside Agni.

‘You can’t actually make me do anything, so what’s the point? Where’s the incentive? And no, I’m not paying for those. Crystal Divination is a load of shit!’ James had sat and ignored the whines of the young American student, even when she cracked several of his crystal balls; he could understand her frustration to a point, but her insults were getting grating. “Miss Ephemera, sit down.” After she ignored him James decided to stand. “Miss Ephemera, sit down. At a desk! I am not sat down because I am not paid to sit down; I am paid to teach and to discipline!” There was silence, just as he was about to open his mouth the door of his classroom creaked open, professor Sanderson at the doorway. “James, I couldn’t help but hear raised voices from the corridor, are you alright? Oh you have this miscreant today…I will have her come with me to the library, I am sure that we can find some work for you Miss Ephemera.” James took an almost sigh of relief, his eyes meeting with Polly’s as she left the room, he wasn’t sure about what just happened, emotions flying. He neither the less sat back down as the door was slammed shut and looks despondently at his broken balls. “Shit.” He groaned, not wanting to have to go to the nearest emporium. “Perhaps I can just send a letter.” He sat writing his requirements and thinking back to what Polly had said to him, how she had referred to herself as not being the omega, he had heard the phrase before in mythical terms and the more he thought about it he recognised it from simple animal studies- wolves. He thought over it for a moment, but sealing the envelope of his letter dismissed the whole event on the account that he assumed Polly was a complete nut case.

Tony saw the third checkpoint and Agni already there, speeding up he kicked up snow as he grinded to a halt. With a beaming grin he smiled “I never did expect to beat you! Jacob’s told me all about you living up here, I’m just a tourist.” He sat down outside of the small hut under one of the tall pine trees. “No no, I’ll over heat in there.” He closed his eyes for a minute and took a deep breath. “Well don’t just stand up, you’re making the slope look untidy…I’m- I’m joking!” Tony threw a half formed snowball at his slope guide. “Agni, if you could live anywhere but your hometown, where would you live?” Tony had always been the talkative a friendly type, even when he was quiet he had half smile on his face. “Well come on, I’m bored of hearing about my younger brother, we should probably get all of the way down this bloodyslope,” He continued sarcastically. “I’m sure my parents are so dreadfully worried about where I am.” Clipping his skis back on Tony pushed off again, watching Agni dart off, it was rather obvious that she had spent all of her life around the slopes, it looked as if she could have done the run in her sleep, Tony quickly lost sight of her and had to rely on the flags to guide him through the trees until he saw the final checkpoint. This time he walked into the small checkpoint hut to see Agni on one of the sofas. “Ah good idea.” Tony smiled, sitting besides her. “Long day?”
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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Outrageous. on Wed Apr 04, 2012 10:09 am

Polly was having none of it that day, the daemons she had seen since she was born were antagonizing her, the day was cold, her headache was worsening and now she was being forced into things she didn’t want to do. She stood up, directly in front of his desk, her brown legs lasting from above the line of the desk to the floor. She perched on the edge of his desk ‘I am sitting down, well why don’t you sit down you fucking hypocrite, I don’t care!’ She pulled out her wand with amazing speed, aiming it right at his neck a deadly stance ‘Discipline? Well go on then. discipline me.’ her taunts were well directed as she stared what seemed to be straight into his soul, their wands being only breadths apart. The time seemed to pause as she assessed his face, however being interrupted by the gruff looking professor from earlier that wasn’t going to be taking no for an answer ‘oh no…’ she said, a low faint mocking whine as he mentioned the library ‘but I can’t stand books…’ She turned her head around just before being dragged through the door. ‘I enjoyed polishing your balls professor Sparrow, we must do this again sometime.’ She grinned to herself, almost being too ridiculous for words.

Agni hit the slope with break neck speeds, loving the feeling of freedom it gave her, she didn’t catch much air, the top of the run being mostly cross country and rails (grinding almost everyone it being not her board) She reached the third checkpoint in good time, only being a little slower than him however as skiers were more suited to the top of the run. ‘Hah!’ She exclaimed, a little out of breath ‘I beat you!’ she smiled at his comment, making way for the bar however, being stopped, ‘Okay, here will be fine.’ She rolled over to sit down, not understanding his little joke. ‘If I had to live anywhere? Well I quite like living here, although Jacob said to me he hates it here, he does not like the snow… he does not like the warm either… I would live in my house though, I do like it rather a lot I think…’ apparently he wasn’t amused by all the conversation about Jacob as he quickly set off again.

‘Did you hear?’ ‘Hear what?’ ‘Whitehall’s only gone somewhere for the last three days!’ ‘Gone where?’ ‘Scotland apparently’ ‘Why the hell has he gone to that godforsaken place?’ He was starting to think that himself stood outside in knee deep snow waiting for Finn to arrive with a car or something. Much to his disappointment what turned up had four legs and a tail, and was not Finn. ‘Stewart. Nice to see you old chap!’ he shouted over the roaring of the wind. The horse and cart was looking a little worse for were by the time they reached the rickety old farmhouse, walking inside, he was instantly bowled over by children and screaming. ‘God! Uh… Greetings… young ones…’ Finn laughed loudly approaching his friend. ‘What have I told you guys abut jumping on this old fart huh?’ One of the younger children turned with a confused face ‘You said to jump on him when he came in…?’ Finn frowned ushering them off with a muffled ‘I told you not to tell him…. Haaayyy brother! Come here will’ya? Yer old goose yooh!’ he was greeted warmly by the rest of the family throughout the day, finally sitting on the sofa with a beer in a glass while Finn sat beside him a can in his hand. ‘Anyway, as I was saying, I had to share a room with them both, it wasn’t pleasant.’ Angus walked in holding his sleeping baby over his arm. ‘Are you talking about Stew? God I was upstairs and I could hear them. Can’t imagine what it was like for you man, sharing a room and all…’ it was then their father joined in, a tree of a man – beer accompanying the generally terrifying look ‘I’ll tell yooh what, that stamina only comes from one of my boys! Just ask your mother.’ Cael chuckled at the son’s quickly dropping faces. ‘Too far Dad…’ Angus muttered, sitting down as his mother coming in, Finn not quite able to make eye contact with her. ‘Hello dear, we thought you might like one of these, it was Finn’s idea really, well, mine once he’d told me what he had actually bought you.’ She glanced at him a little disapprovingly. Cael smiled at the woman, her being warmer to him than his own mother. He took the nicely wrapped package from her, unwrapping it to reveal ‘…a skirt?’ Finn’s father didn’t seem to find it amusing ‘nah laddie, that there is one of yer fancy new age kilts, thought yooh might like it seeming as you’re one of those posh types.’ Cael smiled at the sentiment, holding it up and thanking the family just as Stewie walked in, his hair dishevelled and his pyjama shirt buttoned up wrong. ‘Morning.’ Cael chirped ‘We were just talking about you.’ The room seemed to burst into laughter. He liked being there, it was so much more loving than his clinical home.

Agni had caught some seriously big air on the lower part of the slopes, tourists snapping photos of her as she blocked the sun almost. The tiredness hit her however when she got to the bottom, not bothering to wait for her tutee, instead riding right into the checkpoint hut, unclipping the hired board and collapsing on the sofa. She was just drifting off when Tony jolted her with the sound of his voice. ‘Oh… oh yes I’m sorry…’ I did not sleep much last night…’ she smiled, her eyes closed thinking about the events of the night before. Leaning back on him a little subconsciously, she was soon fast asleep, waking only with the shuffling of ski jacket. ‘Oh, oh my goodness I am so sorry!’ she exclaimed, jumping up and almost falling over with the realization that she had fallen asleep on Jacob’s older brother. ‘No, please do not tell my boss, she will kill me…’ she sighed. ‘You are so comfortable I guess…’ she laughed ‘Not like Jacob, he is a fidget… maybe it is because he is a shade… you are not a shade though Tony, I have noticed you are different, not that being a shade is bad, if I knew what it meant it would still be okay…’ she trailed off, laughing nervously ‘We should be getting back… I… I have some things to do.’ They got back in good time, hugging him tightly as she departed ‘Thank you for a nice time Tony,’ she grinned ‘you are a nice person.’ Going off in the opposite direction she decided to take one of the smaller slopes for once, only having fallen a few times that day, she figured it would be safe. However she hadn’t taken into account exactly how tired she was, and with her mind being on other things she didn’t judge the distance between rails correctly, missing the second with the tip of her board and smashing down on her chin and left arm. The paramedics being immediately on site, she was taken to accident and emergency, her father being called immediately however with no call to the residents she had been looking after who had hoped to see her before they left.

The Christmas holidays were over, Cael and Finley had caught the train together a couple of days afterward back to Astoneara, Finn less than looking forward to the work that would ensue, Cael not really giving a damn, they sat in their places together at the start of the duelling season waiting for the headmaster to say some words, however the focus was soon turned to a new face sitting on the stand. Breakfast continued and the new face stood, making his way straight for Cael. ‘Oh God no.’ he muttered, his eyes more expressive than they had been in a while. ‘What is it?’ Finn asked, his eyes locked on the stranger. ‘He looks a little like you ya know…’ he muttered before being sharply cut off by the man. ‘Well well well, hello there Whitehall. Long time no see.’ Cael rose from his seat, almost squaring off with the young man. ‘What, no hug? No warm greeting?’ he stared down the man, still not saying a word. ‘Suit yourself.’ He mouthed before moving to sit with some older girls in their fifth year. ‘What was that all about?’ Finn asked as his best friend sat. ‘I had a feeling this would happen.’ He groaned ‘What would? Who was that?!’ Cael turned, almost a whole shade greener. ‘That was Vlad. My brother.’

Polly had kept her head down during the last few days of the holidays, not wanting to draw any more attention to herself. She had spent the rest of her time hanging around with Felicity who was also trying not to get in too much trouble with the grumpy professors that had been forced to stay over Christmas. When Agni arrived however, talk quickly turned to her holiday. ‘God Aggs! What did they do to you!’ Agni sat down, her arm in cast and her chin scabbed over from the tumble she had taken. ‘I have had a horrible holiday.’ She grumbled, huffing as she sunk down into the bench. ‘First, I have to work, then I find out that I have to work for the Elladora family…’ Polly winced ‘I know! It was totally embarrassing, and then, Jacob and I go skiing and get snowed under in a hut for days due to an avalanche and then Jacob goes all weird and I had to keep him cold and hot at the same time because I thought he was going to die and then I had a nosebleed and almost passed out due to the awkwardness of seeing Jacob half naked in the spa and then I go snowboarding with his older brother and fall asleep on him and to top it all off I trip on one of the bunny runs and do this to my face!’ Polly looked at Felicity, stifling an amused snigger ‘Well, that beats me, what about you Spud?’ She laughed at her reaction. ‘I wouldn’t mind spending a holiday with that piece of meat, I mean damn. Speaking of meat, why aren’t you sitting with Jacob if you’ve had such an eventful holiday with him huh? You two sound like you’ve been pretty close…’ Agni glanced up to where he was sitting, catching his eye only for him to furrow his brow and turn away. ‘I do not know. He does not like me in that way it seems…’ she looked down to her cereal. ‘Oh… so… you’re not bothered by that huh?’ Agni shook her head a little ‘no of course not… why would I be, we are friends…’ Polly grinned ‘great! In that case…’ she stood, going to where Jacob was sat and looking down at him ‘Hay shade boy.’ She grinned as he turned around ‘Look I saw you looking at me an’ all, want to ask me something?’ Agni looked on horrified, knowing exactly what she was doing just by her body language, she returned when she seemed to have the answer she was looking for. ‘What are you doing!?’ Agni exclaimed, utterly flabbergasted. ‘You said you didn’t mind right?’ She looked almost fit to burst, standing, she quickly left the room.
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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Rosé on Fri Apr 06, 2012 5:42 am

Tony didn’t want to wake up his sleeping guide and instead closed his eyes and relaxed until he felt her moving again. He sat up straight with a half grin. “Our little secret, I was tired too!” He tried to stop her from running off but Agni was surprisingly quick. Tony sat back down and had a couple more drinks before making his way down the final part of the slope. Considering how tired he felt; not used to much exertion, he made the final part in good time, making it back to the chalet in good time, just as the sun was setting. He found his family in their usual place in and amongst the demorfis people, Sophia looked up “You’re back! Tony, how was your skiing?” She looked over to Jacob who was just coming down the stairs from his room. “At least someone can actually ski.” Jacob rolled his eyes, half tempted to thwack his younger sister with the potions book he had in hand. He looked up to Tony, he didn’t have to ask how his skiing went, he knew that he could ski, the only one of the siblings who could be bothered to complete their lessons. However Tony passed Jacob on the staircase. “Alright?” Jacob asked casually. “More than alright.” Tony laughed but Jacob just gave him a look, “slept with the elf chick. Yeah you bet. Score.” Tony slapped Jacob on the back before going up to his room to shower; he knew too well that he was winding up his younger brother and rather enjoyed doing so. Jacob however sat in the midst of his family, suddenly not feeling like studying for his exam. He felt and awful, sick like feeling in his stomach, a ripping and knotting feeling; he couldn’t help but think the worst thing. Flicking through the pages of his Potions text book, Jacob just wanted to get out of the snow and back to school, at least there he could take his mind off of what he had just heard. They waited for Tony to get dressed and have his suitcase delivered before they got into separate private cars, Jacob and his siblings in one and his parents in another. Jacob’s car dropped him off at the nearest train station for him to get back to school. Finally on his own he was able to grit his teeth in anger without his sibling’s antagonising comments. He wasn’t so angry at Agni, but more at Tony and himself. Tony had known that he liked Agni, but Jacob remembered how Agni reacted to his kiss back on Boxing Day and couldn’t help replaying her expression and thinking that she had only kissed him back as some awkward sympathy gesture. The train was perfectly on time and as Jacob got on he noticed that is practically empty, he didn’t chose to sit in first class though, he just wanted to sit down and sleep so took the seat nearest to him. It would be morning by the time he was near the school.

Felicity was glad that the holiday season was finally over, now she wouldn’t have to try and entertain herself in the awkward silences that were all too common in the Somery common room, she would be able to get on with her studying without much hassle; and besides, she enjoyed being able to watch other people which was made a lot easier with more people around (that way she didn’t look as if she was staring anyone down.) With the arrival of Agni, the trio that had formulated before Christmas was reunited. Felicity was sat next to Polly on one side of the table, there being no one to talk to on the Somery one. “Jesus Christ. Agni what happened to your face?” Though Felicity sounded a little concerned, she couldn’t shake the smirk from her lips. “That sounds rough…” That is until conversation turned to her. “Oh, famine jokes? Real funny.” Felicity rolled her eyes and gave a half hearted sigh “Well at least you didn’t have to spend your time having to entertain the Von Whitehall brat.” She looked over to him, Finn was back as well and right where he usually was, at Ludovic’s side. “Polly, I think the entire school knows what you’ve been doing over the holidays, yeah, Agni, she flashed at professor Sanderson, can you believe it?” Of course everyone could believe it, but most wanted to be there when it happened. As talk directed itself back to Agni and her troubles with the shade boy Felicity stopped listening, not particularly interested, she did notice however the rather loud and camp young man who usually sat with Finn come into the room.

Perry and Larissa walked side by side, their uniforms looking somehow more refined than the term before, several people commented on them but he shrugged the compliments off with a nonchalant smile. “They’ve just been tailored, that’s all.” He sighed as if it wasn’t a great deal, but he knew that his parents had spent a great deal of money on their upgraded attire. He sat opposite Finn and Cael, leaning over the table. “I just saw your brother, didn’t care to say hello mind. Ludovic how was your holiday? Suitably dull cooped up in this hovel?” Perry sniggered before turning to face Finn. “Ah, Finley! And how was going home? You never did give me your address so I couldn’t give you your present… so here it is!” Perry pulled out a small well wrapped box and handed it over to Finn. “Look your names is engraved on the back as well.” He gestured for Finn to turn it over, Perry quickly looked to Cael. “I didn’t think quite appropriate to send you a gift quite yet; I have been informed that you are practically impossible to buy for so I am waiting to scout out the perfect thing! Give me time.”

Jacob had kept his head somewhat down since returning to school, he was sat back with his old friends who were all bragging about what they were given for Christmas, or those who returned to the deformis world ranted on about how the deformis nightlife was lacking in comparison compared to the magical areas of different cities. Jacob didn’t have much of an input as his friends knew that Christmas wasn’t a big deal in his family, but he still enjoyed hearing all of their stories and was enjoying himself for a bit until he noticed Polly coming over. The boys all went quiet in her presence, Jacob looked up to the tall American, half expecting to be chastised for not coming over to speak to Agni but Jacob was a little lost for words with what she had said instead. “Uh…alright.” Was all that he could really manage at the time. As she left his friends laughed and jeered, perhaps this half of the year was going to look a little better for him. But when Jacob looked over to Agni he couldn’t help but feel a little down. He had heard about her accident and he wanted to go over and see if she was alright but Jacob couldn’t help but feel that she didn’t want to speak to him anymore. He decided to leave her alone for now.

Felicity stopped watching the elite when Polly came back over to where she and Agni were sat; she looked up at Agni, noticing the sudden fall in her facial expression, not to mention going two shades paler. “Uh, Polly… what just happened?” Felicity asked as she watched Agni get up and leave the hall. “Oh you didn’t, did you?” Felicity laughed a little but felt bad for Agni and decided to follow after her. Leaving her raspberries half eaten, Felicity walked out of the hall but not being able to see where Agni went she decided to pick up the pace, she felt like shouting out after her but there were too many professors around and she didn’t want to be accused of ‘disrupting a learning environment’ again. Looking down several corridors for Agni, Felicity wasn’t particularly looking around herself and practically fell into who she assumed to be Ludovic. She didn’t even turn around as she continued; only shouting back. “What’s the matter Whitehall, are you now blind as well as chubby and stupid?” It wasn’t until she heard an unfamiliar voice that she turned around, a little confused. “Bloody hell.” She had heard that the Whitehall boys looked similar but this was something else. Regardless, Felicity walked towards him. “Excuse me, what did you just say?” The actual Whitehall was approaching so felicity decided to confront him as well. “Well at least I know ignorance runs in the family… did you hear that? Gypsy.” She turned to the older Whitehall, fit to explode. “Gypsy! I’ll give you gypsy!” But before she could say anymore the greenhouse came to mind. “Why didn’t I… of course!” Without another word to the two young men she turned off in the other direction to the place where an upset elf would, on recollection, would go. Felicity pushed open the door of the greenhouse and there she was. “Ags, are… you, are you alright? Well of course you’re not alright, come on tell me about it.” Felicity sat cross legged on one of the work tables and listened to the elf. She hadn’t ever been in the greenhouses before seeing as she wasn’t taking Herbology. She felt a little sorry for Agni, she could see that it had bothered her, what Polly had done. “Well, I guess she didn’t do anything wrong? Well it was blatantly obvious that Jacob liked you last term, I mean the weed he is, taking on Finn and stuff to protect your name… but hey don’t really ask me for relationship advice, never had a boyfriend, not a real one anyway.” Felicity grinned. “Screw’em! Just ignore them both, it won’t last I guarantee you. Oh shit. Ags come on we have a potions exam…” Felicity groaned and pushed herself off of the table and didn’t appear in any rush to get anywhere.

The pair entered the room already in silence but their papers hadn’t been given out yet. Felicity didn’t apologise for her lateness, merely nodded to her potions professor as she remarked. “Nice to see how you are planning to go on Miss Moran, please take a seat so we can begin.” She sat in her usual place between Ludovic and Finley, not looking up to either of them as she pulled out the equipment she would need from the desk’s drawers. As the papers were handed out she looked at the title and felt a sudden drop in her stomach, she didn’t remember the exam being set until one of the faerie girls in their class had reminded her and assumed she would be able to get by on the paper with a little cram session the day before, but she hardly knew what the subject was about. She knew enough to pass, but not enough to get the grade she wanted. “Shit.” She mumbled turning the paper over. “Shut up.” It wasn’t the greatest start to the first day but at least they had divination afterwards which she knew would only be textbook work after hearing about Polly’s ball-busting escapade. Resting her head on the flat of her palm Felicity occasionally looked sideways to Ludovic and wondered if he had studied for this paper at all either. But the hour or so went quick enough and Felicity decided that she didn’t care if she had messed up the paper. She gestured towards Agni at the end to walk with her to divination. “Sit with me yeah? I’m guessing Polly with be sat with Jake anyway.” There was a moment’s silence. “Say, why don’t you go with Finn, I mean it would sure rub Jacob up the wrong way… only a suggestion.” Felicity laughed. “He’s not really my type. It’s safe to say really that I don’t have a type.”

James sat at the front of his classroom with a pile of freshly written essays on the significance of wormroot in divination castings, there were text books already set out on each desk, he wasn’t in the mood to particularly teach, and having drank a little too much fire whiskey he was now feeling it. “Right, just where we left off I hope you all had wonderful breaks from your studies but your exams are in a little over a month’s time and it is imperative that you pass. There will be a written and practical element, but we will tackle the practical in the next week or so, for now refresh your memory or keep progression with your notes, ask me any questions you have.” James sat down at his desk and began to flick through his papers slowly, a little glad for some cooperation for a change, he noticed that Polly had moved seats over with one of the male students in her year. He had never seen her speak to him before and was a little interested in what was going on, but for the moment James was still baffling over what Polly had said to him a few days earlier, he had never heard any student refer to themselves in terms of a pack, it seemed a little odd, he would listen to what she said a little more carefully from now on.

Jacob wasn’t sure what to do with himself after potions. Despite having several girlfriends in the past, the way Polly had been built up with the reputation of a man eater unnerved him a little. He walked into the classroom and sat down beside her. “Hey.” He smiled, looking around the room to see who had decided to show up to their first day of lessons. After Professor Sparrow had spoken he opened his books with a half smile and almost looking keen to get on with his work. “My favourite subject.” He spoke quietly to Polly, not expecting to feel her fingertips along the nape of his neck. Jacob quickly tensed up when he realised she wasn’t going straight for his jugular he relaxed, letting her play with his hair whilst he read; but he couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable, their professor was occasionally looking over but not saying anything, it was odd. He thanked the stars it was lunch next, not expecting a few hours of school study to drain him.
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Post  Outrageous. on Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:22 am

Agni was in no state to talk to anyone or even look at anyone as she walked purposefully through the halls to stop herself from getting upset. She needed something to do to take her mind off of things, pushing the door open to the greenhouse that the first years worked in, she immediately sat on the floor, her head held in her good hand as she cried, not believing that she could have been such an idiot. She was soon cradled with vines and flowers, them sensing her powers and creeping toward her like they did the light. She only looked up again when she heard the funny accent of Felicity. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve, sniffing and looking up at her new found friend. ‘I… he was there, at my house at Christmas and he… and he… and I thought that he liked me but now he is with Polly and she knew, she did know.’ She paused her garbled speech however when Felicity commented on the rivalry between Jacob and Finley ‘protecting my name? I don’t know…’ she found something in common with Felicity, she was on her own too and like herself, she was not experienced in the world of men. ‘Yes… ignore them…’ she sighed, picking herself delicately up off of the floor, being careful not to step on any leaves as she followed Felicity up to the castle. Once inside the cold dungeon room that potions class was set in, she sucked in the air, shivering a little before her body adjusted to the temperature. She looked around the room, noticing that the only space left was her normal space, next to Jacob. She sighed, wiping her eyes with her sleeve again and taking a deep breath, putting on her brave face. Sitting down, she looked at the paper, feeling confidant for once that she could do it after some serious cramming in the evenings and some intense lessons with Finley, however her broken arm and butter fingers thought otherwise. It was a silent exam which cut out a little of the awkwardness between her and Jacob, but only a little. She was struggling her deformis cast that was done by the hospital back in France, knocking the shade with it every so often, she kept apologising and kept on being shushed by professor Laurendale. After a few times of this happening and receiving her final warning, she decided that she would use her other hand. She was normally ambidextrous with being an elf, but writing and measuring predominantly with her left which was now broken, and the added stress began to make her nervous, this showed when a vial of green liquid slipped form her hand and shattered on the floor, she jumped away from it just in time for to dodge the shards of glass and bubbling ingredient flying in different directions. She dropped to her knees immediately trying to clean up what she had done, but looking at the time, she decided to leave it until the end, standing up only to catch the heavy caldron with her elbow, yelping, tuning around and sending a row of glass beakers tumbling to the floor, stepping back in shock and slipping over on the stuff she had dropped earlier, finding herself falling over on the floor. Sitting there for a moment, listening to the sniggers and taunts from other members of the class, she was soon greeted by the Professor. ‘No, I am not trying to deliberately… It is just difficult to with my arm… the hospital wing yes… I will… yes…’ she stood up again with some difficulty, leaving the room quickly; trying very hard not to look at anyone’s laughing faces. She went to sit at the top of the stairwell waiting for Felicity to come out again, not quite sure how she was able to make a fool of herself in every possible situation. She couldn’t help thinking that it was no wonder Jacob was with Polly now, she couldn’t believe that anybody would think twice about such a pathetic ball of klutz. As the door opened again she was glad to see Felicity as one of the first ones out, standing and walking with her before anybody could say anything to her about what just happened. “Say, why don’t you go with Finn, I mean it would sure rub Jacob up the wrong way… only a suggestion.” she turned to look at Felicity, bemused ‘Finley is a friend, besides I thought you and him…?’ she laughed, obviously she had gotten the wrong end of the stick again. ‘Oh.’

Finn was having a whale of a time back with his friends again after Christmas, eating as much food as he could possibly take (although it could never be as good as his mother’s). It was just after Ludovic’s brother had left that Perry walked in with Larissa, which could only add to Cael’s bad mood. They looked good though, even Finn had to admit it. “I just saw your brother, didn’t care to say hello mind. Ludovic how was your holiday? Suitably dull cooped up in this hovel?” Cael looked up to the young man, completely blanking the girl. ‘Yes well, it was what I expected. Apart from the Dragon of course.’ As attention was turned back onto Finn again, his larger than life character came alive. He took the present graciously from his friend, looking at him with a huge grin. ‘You dan’nae needed to do that!’ he said, excitedly ripping off the paper like a child. ‘My god, yooh can’nae…’ he pulled the ebony and gold watch from its box, turning it over upon request. ‘That’s my bloody name! It’s… wow…’ Cael smirked at his friend’s reaction to the present ‘I assume by your lack of vocabulary that you intend on thanking the man later.’ ‘God… yes yes! Thank you!’ “I didn’t think quite appropriate to send you a gift quite yet; I have been informed that you are practically impossible to buy for so I am waiting to scout out the perfect thing! Give me time.” Cael looked up at him. ‘I trust you received the leather bound, gold initialled diary that my family finds customary to send out on my behalf?’ Finn laughed, putting a hand in front of his mouth as if to shield his words from his friend. ‘I have five.’ After breakfast, Ludovic was in no great mood after seeing his brother, Finn hadn’t met his brother before, his sister was always at family events, but his brother had never attended, always being too busy with his work. He waited Vladimir had left the dining hall before deciding to make his way to potions. ‘So, that is yer brother? Uncanny man! I would’a thought it was yooh if it weren’t for the hair and the skinny legs.’ Cael sighed ‘Thank you Finley, how kind.’ The redhead laughed loudly. ‘well seeming as yer taking yer time, I’m going to catch up with Perry for a second. See you there!’ Finn running off soon caught up with Perry. ‘Hay!’ he grabbed his wrist, turning him around. ‘Look! I’ve got in on already! Flash ain’t it?’ he grinned. ‘Look, I got you a present too but it’s in my room so I’ll bring it over to your room later yeah?’ he smiled broadly at his reaction. ‘Good, yeah, great! Thanks again mate!’ he punched him on the arm playfully before running off to potions. Cael on the other hand was having an awful stroke of bad luck; he spotted Vladimir up the hall having an exchange with Moran, which could only mean one thing. ‘Excuse me?’ Vladimir Simon-Peter Kingdom Richard Von Whitehall spat as the girl bounced off of him in the hallway. His voice was pretentious, and surprisingly louder than his younger brother’s. ‘I’ve never met a traveller before. Let’s hope I don’t meet one again.’ His attention was diverted to his sibling. Cael walked quickly yet composed over to the commotion. ‘What is going on?’ he sighed. ‘Whitehall! Wonderful! Can you make two tails of what this Gypsy is saying?’ A disappointed look in Cael’s eyes stopped the grin from surfacing at the situation. As Felicity walked away, Vladimir gripped his brother’s shoulder a little too tightly, twisting him around. ‘Do you know that creature Ludovic?’ he spat Cael grimaced at the way his brother spoke to him. ‘She isn’t a gypsy.’ He growled, throwing his hand off of him. ‘She’s my track-mate in endurance, and if I see you antagonizing her again i’ll…’ ‘You’ll do what?’ he interrupted ‘You were a mistake, you know that, no couple want’s three kids. They hate you, and they’ll hate you more for fraternizing with that kind of trash’ Cael lost it, pulling out his wand and pushing it threateningly into his brother’s neck. The slight glimmer of fear in is eyes was enough for him to put it away again, after one intense moment, he walked away.

Polly watched the other girl leave, closely followed by the Irish with a shrug, not being really that bothered. Jimmy the Cat had gone missing over the last few days, which only made the thought of the inevitable rest in her mind. She had been stupid the last time, careless. And with it being exam time she was sure that the patrols on curfew would only be harsher, but with years of sneaking around under her belt, she was quietly confident. The toll of the clock tower sounded and she made her way to foundation potions, she had been dropped to the lower class when they found out that she hadn’t attended prep school. After an hour of mindless boredom, it was time for divination, her favourite sport. She loved to play and mould people’s emotions, infatuation being her absolute goal. Sitting down, wearing a pair of trousers but a sheer shirt to compensate, she glanced over to Agni and Felicity, not getting a very welcome greeting in return. She sighed hoping it would all be worth it in the end. The shade boy walked through the heavy oak door and she motioned casually for him to sit with her. Once he sat, she smirked at him, how uncomfortable he seemed to be in his own skin was funny. Not fitting of an Alpha at least. He was uncomfortable around her, she could tell as she dragged her nail across his neck playfully before reaching for his hair, not really bothered about her exam paper until there was about fifteen minutes to go, it all being second nature to her from reading so many books. She looked up to the Professor every so often; he caught her eye, a strange look on his face. She smirked, resting her hand on the shade’s thigh as she continued through the paper.

Agni left the divination room pretty happy with herself. She was beginning to like divination due to it being in her history. Some elves long ago married storytellers and became gypsies and travellers, divination and astrology being their special skills. She parted ways with felicity for the moment to go back to her room and change her socks after spilling crushed root on them or something horrible like that. She was almost there when she heard a bone chilling laugh from down the stone halls. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as she stopped in her tracks literally shaking as the click of heels echoes down the halls. ‘Well if it isn’t the rat.’ The voice was scary, the highbrow Marseille accent cutting. ‘I knew you were squirrelled away somewhere. Hiding, like a rat.’ Agni was turned around forcefully by a manicured hand. There she was, her hair a little shorter and a little taller from the well-chosen heels, but apart from that just as she remembered. ‘Rochelle…’ the girl laughed again ‘Oh you remember, how quaint.’ Before Agni transferred to Astoneara, she went to L’Ecole du Annabeth pour filles Magique et Herbologie. In France it is customary for young witches and wizards attend magic school from an earlier age than anywhere else in the world. Since she was fourteen Agatcher was pushed around and bullied by the girls in L’Ecole du Annabeth due to her being mixed race, but this only intensified when her elven roots were revealed. Her and her elven friend Etoile were in the papers upon their second year, they had been viciously attacked by a group of high class girls, the leader Vivienne Leon being put in prison for life. Agatcher survived the attack, her friend did not. Rochelle Du-Sambert was one of the girls in the gang that killed her friend, she was expelled from school and arrested, but they never had enough evidence to convict her as well. The girl smiled, her lips curled across her face. ‘A shame I am not in your house, is it not?’ She let her go, her fingers having been wrapped violently around her arm. She looked down to it ‘You bruise so easily Belle. You should stop falling over.’ As she walked away, Agni froze in fear, sinking to the floor, her back to the wall. It was happening all over again. She could still hear the screams of her terrified friend, they rung in her ears as she sat there. Standing again, she walked to the hospital wing as Laurendale had told her to do, having her arm looked at and treated, but still cast, it taking a few other days to heal even with magic. ‘Are you alright dear?’ the old woman asked her ‘You look like you’ve just seen a ghost!’ Agni looked to her ‘I suppose I have… thank you, it feels much better.’ She had Herbology, but was debating going. Her other arm was hurting and she was in almost complete shutdown mode; visibly shaking. Memories were flooding back to her. She finally made a decision that she would go to her class to at least take her mind off of things for a moment. Instead of feeling comfort however, on the sight of Jacob, she panicked, walking to her seat and rolling up her sleeves. ‘Oh. Yes hello.’ She said bluntly, not trying to lead a conversation with him. Their Professor greeted them and gave them a simple task, setting them off right away. Agni grabbed her first plant and her shears, pruning the deep purple leaves of the Garrison plant with almost infatuation. She glanced over at Jacob’s hands; she knew them too well and knew him too well to know that he was already doing something wrong. Reaching over to his bench, she rescued the plant from him and began cutting the leaves like they should be done. ‘T… there you are…’ she said handing it back to him, only for him to touch her arm. She looked down at the visible fingerprint bruises on her forearm, pulling away from him; she tried not to look up at him because she knew that she wouldn’t be able to lie. ‘I… it… it is…’ she made a mistake, looking up to him with her large amber eyes, desperate to tell him but knowing that she couldn’t for fear of being moved again or fear of something worse. She turned away, rolling down her sleeves and picking up another plant. ‘You have to cut the leaves at the stems…’ she breathed in a broken voice.

Ludovic was having a busy day. He was involved in a debate in the Political group after potions that completely ran over into lunch, leaving him skipping the end and almost running to his one on one charms lesson. ‘Sorry I’m late.’ He panted, hanging up his cloak and rolling up his sleeves. ‘Are we ready to go?’ turning around, his tutor was still sat, jacket on and wand away. ‘Take a seat Mr Whitehall.’ He said, gesturing to the stool opposite. Ludovic sat tentatively, wondering what he had done that might have caused offense; this was obviously visible on his face ‘No need to panic Mr Whitehall! This is good news. As you know, duelling is starting in a week and the other charms teachers, defence teachers and I have been discussing possible matches to get the rest of the year interested in signing up.’ Cael was almost on the edge of his seat in anticipation ‘And we have decided that we’d like you to duel in our new arena to begin the season.’ His smile was genuine as he jumped up ‘Yes… Yes I would be quite honoured Professor, thank you!’ He shook him warmly by the hand, walking around a little to release energy. ‘Then it is settled! You shall be duelling with Miss Moran as of Monday!’ He stopped in his tracks ‘Moran? … Felicity Moran.’ His face dropping. ‘Yes, that is what I said. Is that a problem?’ a pause while the young man gathered his thoughts. ‘No… no problem.’ He’d have to tread very carefully.
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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Rosé on Wed Apr 11, 2012 6:00 am

Jacob got quickly out of Divination as fast as he could, he had said goodbye to Polly before rushing off to Herbology, he had wanted to catch Agni before they got into the classroom to ask if she was alright after potions earlier that morning. He wasn’t in the mood for speaking to her after what he had heard back in the Alps and her escapade in potions was funny to watch, he had even smirked to himself but Jacob was still concerned. Walking into the greenhouse he half smiled, feeling a little uncomfortable. “Hey.” He mumbled, not wanting to make too much conversation. Their Herbology came into the room and all students fell silent; it was welcome relief to look forwards and listen. “Hello students, well here in the greenhouses we have had a prosperous holiday and as you can see a lot of our younger plants are in need of a serious pruning, so I suggest you take your pick of the young ones over there and make sure they are looking fresh and ready to be re-potted next lesson.” Jacob looked at the scissors in front of him with a despondent sigh. He had never been good with pruning plants, last year he had been scrutinised for cutting too much off. He picked up the scissors and cut a few leaves off at first, he felt as if he was doing a good job until he heard Agni’s voice again. His plant returned Jacob was about to thank Agni when he noticed some oddly shaped bruises on her arm. He paused before looking up. “W..what are they?” He could tell in an instant that she wasn’t telling the truth; she looked away from him. “Oh, okay.” He wasn’t going to ask about it anymore, instead he looked back to his plant, cutting it’s leaves properly and gradually the plant looked as if it was regaining some life. Jacob smiled at his success but this faded when he looked over to Agni, shaking and looking away from him. “There’s something wrong, isn’t there.” Jacob didn’t want to pry but he didn’t feel right just leaving her like she was. “I won’t ask about it anymore, just… talk to me if you want to, okay?” Jacob didn’t say anything for the rest of the lesson; he just made sure he was pruning the plants the way the Agni was. He wanted to do something; he could tell something was wrong but he didn’t know what to do. Thankfully it was lunch next.

Felicity had spent the entire of her demorfis-studies lesson half asleep. It seemed that every teacher was trying to cram their exam into the same two weeks, they were coming up fast and with every other subject she had already been studying at least a little but Demorfis studies; in her opinion wasn’t worth her time. Felicity had no plans of ever going in the demorfis world for any period of time so she had let the entire lesson go over her head, she wondered when lunch was, it couldn’t have been long. “Miss Moran. I would appreciate it if you would stay awake in my lessons; your midyear exam is in less than two weeks!” “Yes, sorry.” It seemed that everyone was feeling the same way on the first day returning to school, all eager to get out of the lesson and into the hall. Instead Felicity didn’t go straight to lunch but stopped by the library, it was a charms book for her next lesson after lunch, she had been practicing and had improved over the holidays but it still wasn’t enough; technically she was still behind practically and it wouldn’t do. She wasn’t bothered by exams at all, but the prospect of her parents receiving the results did leave a lasting feeling in the pit of her stomach. Felicity hid the lower level charms book in her satchel and hurried off towards the hall, wanting to get a seat on the Thrisdin table instead of the Somery one. But her path was blocked suddenly by her potions master and countercharms coach. “Professor Laurendale.” Felicity wondered if it was anything to do with her poor mock essay. “Hello Miss Moran. I am just updating you on the term’s endurance match and training list.” She handed over a piece of paper with several dates scrawled about it. “Oh and Miss Moran, it is also the start of the duelling season and all pairing have been made. The meeting is soon, but I can’t remember the time, ask your partner.” Felicity looked a little puzzled. “Am I meant to know my duelling partner?” Professor Laurendale, looking rather bewildered tapped her lip whilst she thought. “Yes of course you are, I am pretty sure you are Ludovic Von Whitehall’s opening opponent and there pairings rarely change...” “Wh…what?” Felicity had that awful feeling in her stomach again. She quickly walked away from her professor towards the main hall; she would have to talk to Ludovic because she wasn’t sure who else had signed up for the season. She could spot him out in the crowd easily, surrounded by his other elitist friends but she wasn’t going to let them know she was even the slightest bit intimidated; Felicity stormed towards group and put a hand on Ludovic’s shoulder for him to turn around. “Professor Laurendale has asked me to confirm the opening duel time with you? I guess you have been told?” Felicity could feel the other student’s eyes boring into her and she was visibly uncomfortable so she got the answers she wanted before walking over to the Thrisdin table seeing Agni actually sat with Polly opposite the new couple. She decided to save Agni from what looked like a horrifically awkward situation, but sitting down next to her it seemed to get quieter again. “Aren’t we all lively today? Come on…” She rolled her eyes and began to eat the rice and cucumber that appeared in front of her. “ Agni, you’re looking…paler than normal… if that’s possible.” Felicity decided to keep quiet after that, she was happy for the company of people she didn’t find completely ignorant; she also enjoyed the new addition of Jacob who was looking the most uncomfortable and awkward out of everyone.

The end of lunch chimed out and Felicity grimaced, no one around her was in her next lesson, she walked art of the way with Jacob who was in an excelled charms class but his classroom was closer which left Felicity walking into the Charms room on her own. She was ready to actually try and work in a lesson for a change but like all Charms lessons, Felicity started off mildly optimistic but once they were set off to work the optimism slowly faded. After attempting a propulsion charm several times her professor came over. “Miss Moran, Felicity, what is the matter? This charm is well within your reach, you have executed it before excellently… I am beginning to think that you are not taking this lesson seriously, are you concentrating enough?” Felicity didn’t look up, her wand tightly gripped in her hand; neatly shaking with rage. She wanted to hit her professor for questioning her dedication. “Yes sir, I am trying… very hard.” “Alright then Miss Moran, If you are in need of any advice I am sure Ludovic will be more than happy to help, Isn’t that right Mr. Whitehall?” Felicity cringed, she wanted to world to eat her whole as she sat down at one of the desks looking down at her wand, now physically shaking in frustration, there had to be something wrong with her wand. Tears prickled in her eyes as she heard Ludovic’s voice. “I don’t understand it.” She was at tipping point, about to cry her eyes out in rage. She had to practise harder than anyone else in her class yet nothing was working. “I’ve had enough of this… this shit.” She stood up quickly, pulling on her jumper and picking up her satchel. She ignored the protests of her professor and stormed down the hallway; picking up her pace to avoid being followed but it was a person in front of her that slowed her down. She clipped the shoulder of the older Whitehall, causing her to fall to the floor but Felicity quickly vaulted back to her feet. “Oh well isn’t it the lord himself.” She spat sarcastically. “Might want to move over next time, it’s not natural for someone’s fat head to take up the entire corridor. Felicity walked away, and just in time as she looked back to see Ludovic in the corridor.
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Post  Outrageous. on Thu Apr 12, 2012 9:06 am

As Agatcher continued to clip the rest of her plants, she was shaking, her brain rattling over the events of that day, occasionally having flashbacks of the past, ones that she thought she had forgotten. “There’s something wrong, isn’t there.” she couldn’t answer him; it was her life this time hanging in the balance. She kept silent, her hands slipping a little on the shears as she cut her plant some more. “I won’t ask about it anymore, just… talk to me if you want to, okay?” she nodded lightly then dropping the sharp pruning tools on to the bench, having finished all her plants, them somehow looking a little healthier than everyone else’s. ‘Professor…’ she squeaked in almost a broken tone ‘May I leave…?’ He looked over to her and smiled ‘Miss A Belle, I doubt you’ll need to come back! See you tomorrow.’ She picked up her jumper and left the greenhouses early, making her way towards the common room, when she was stopped, a horrible, churning feeling rising in her stomach. ‘Are you not supposed to be in lessons?’ Rochelle tutted, laughing a little cruelly afterward and grabbing onto the elf girl’s shirt, her neatly preened pink hair tied back to perfection. ‘You look scared Belle. Why are you scared? I haven’t done anything remember the courts were inconclusive… do you understand me? Stupid creature.’ She spat, throwing her against the stone wall, her hand to the right of Agni’s face so she couldn’t escape. Agni watched, terrified as the girl pulled her wand from up her sleeve, she knew only too well that that was where she kept it. ‘You are a pathetic crossbreed that needs to be culled, you hear me?’ The dull click of shoes echoed down the hall, but they were around a corner, she wouldn’t stop unless whoever it was were inches away from them.

Ludovic was able to leave his charm tutoring early seeming as he won the exchange with his professor that day. Feeling triumphant with his shirt buttons undone and his hair ruffled, a small towel slung over his shoulder, he decided that he would shower before lunch. It was then he heard muffled voices, he couldn’t quite make out what they were saying because it was in a different language. Tapping into it a little closer however he could tell that they were malicious. Turning the corner swiftly, he was greeted with the image of two girls, one he recognised as Felicity’s friend, and another he had never seen before in his life. The unfamiliar one was smiling, her arm wrapped loosely around the elf girl’s shoulders, who was looking less than enthusiastic about the set up. ‘Bonjour, mon mon, n'êtes-vous pas beau! I don’t believe we’ve met. I am Rochelle Du-Sambert. And you are…?’ Cael watched the girl hold out her thin hand towards him, speaking fluent French he was less than impressed by her terribly informal greeting, more concerned with the disposition of the smaller one. He ignored the advances of the pink haired one, instead directing his speech to Agni. ‘Belle isn’t it?’ Agni nodded a little, refusing any eye contact whilst hers were glued to the floor. The other girl jumped at this ‘You did not tell me that you know this man Belle. Shame on you.’ The last sentence was a little more hostile than Ludovic would have liked, studying the expression of the blonde with furrowed brow ‘Let me explain myself, I am Miss Belle’s friend from her last school. Isn’t that right?’ her grip tightened on her ‘friend’s’ shoulder, making the other girl wince and nod emphatically. ‘Are you alright?’ He directed his speech to Agni, who finally looked up, her eyes reminded him of a rabbit’s before it felt the fruits of his shotgun. ‘Excuse me!’ the other laughed ‘I asked you a question…’ Cael turned to her sharply ‘If you do not know who I am, then you are not worth my time. Good Day.’ He turned on his heels and left the pair of them, planning on getting to the bottom of it.
Rochelle waited until the attractive man was out of sight before turning on the girl again, ‘How’s your back? Last time I saw it… well, I couldn’t see it under all your blood…’ with a swift movement she moved her hand to Agni’s back, dragging her nail across her skin through her thin shirt. Agni cried out in pain as the scars on her back screamed out, feeling like they would tear open again at any second. Just as she was getting to her limit, she was shoved, whimpering to the floor in a heap, Rochelle’s laugh echoing as she walked away. She didn’t know how long she was sat there for, but the next thing she knew, it was lunch time and she was being approached by another person she didn’t want to see. Polly walked down the corridor after having a lesson of transfiguration on her own when she spotted Agni sitting on the floor, ignoring the events of the morning; she brashly walked over to her, nudging her a little with her toe. ‘Woah, have you been crying again? Get up girl, you need some food, you’re too skinny for your own good.’ She grabbed her arm, lifting her a little and putting a hand on her back, only to pull it away again, looking at the thick blue liquid on her fingers ‘Aggs… you’re back, it’s…’ ‘It’s nothing… I scratched it on the wall… Lunch?’ Pulling on her house jumper, she walked off in the direction of the great hall as to not gather any more questions from the leggy American.

Finn had no lessons for the rest of the day after transfiguration, so, made his was casually back to the lunch table, planning on eating as much as he could, then going back to his room to pump some iron and keep up his physique. He had time enough however to grab a package from his room before sprinting down to their usual table. Once there, he was glad to see Perry already sat down. ‘Catch!’ he called, throwing the soft package in his face before laughing heartily and sitting down to a plate mounded with food. ‘Yooh cann’ae open it naow! Wait til later man!’ he exclaimed through a mouth of half chewed lettuce. It was then that Cael joined them, his grilled chicken in a small portion already having appeared. He wasn’t long into finishing it when he was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder. He turned, wiping his mouth calmly on a cotton napkin. ‘Yes, I was told in my last charms practice. I believe we are to be duelling next Wednesday. Three pm.’ He wasn’t even thanked for the information as she left for the Thrisdin table.

Sitting down at the table, Polly waved over Jacob when he walked into the room, who soon obediently joined them. A blue steak appearing in front of her, she picked up her knife and fork and began slicing, bringing a chunk to her mouth before putting it down again. ‘Hay Aggs, listen to this, I was reading this book the other day, Jay babe, you’ll find this interesting too,’ she chimed, putting a well-manicured hand on his arm ‘It was all about the history of elves, and well, did you know that the first dark elf was born when an Ami elf and a shade got it on. Cool huh? So I was thinking…’ she walked her fingers up her new boyfriend’s arm, watching Agni’s every reaction with a smile on her face ‘if you, Aggs and Jay here had a kid…’ Agni had been listening with her eyes down to her plate of egg salad, her face increasingly turning more pink in colour as she spoke ‘it would be a dark elf! How cool is that!’ ‘No.’ the group’s attention turned to the little elf girl who had just acted out against the most intimidating girl at the table. ‘No? It isn’t cool?’ Agni kept her eyes to her plate, finishing her mouthful before replying once more. ‘No, that’s wrong.’ ‘No it isn’t.’ ‘Yes it is!’ she put down her cutlery, looking up to the table, not having expected everyone to be listening to her. ‘Pray, tell us how I am wrong.’ Polly said in almost a growl, furious that she was being undermined by an omega. Suddenly feeling less brave, Agni gulped, starting off her explanation quivering. ‘W…well… My mother was an elf, but my father is not, and Jacob…’ she hesitated on saying his name, pulling it together again to continue her fast paced speech ‘Jacob’s father has the shade gene and his mother has not, so we are both technically half-bloods even though legally Jacob is a full shade… W…what I mean is, if we… there would only be a twenty five per cent chance that it would be a Dark elf… twenty five elf, twenty five, shade, twenty five normal… not taking into account the dominant and recessive genes in both of our families…’ she trailed off, her voice becoming quieter. Polly stared down her friend, her hands clasped together in front of her, hiding her mouth. ‘Sounds like you’ve given this some thought Agatcher.’ The table fell silent as Agni’s eyes dropped to her plate again, her face reddening further, not daring to even think about looking at Jacob. At that point the table was saved by the Irish girl “Aren’t we all lively today? Come on…” neither Polly, nor Agni said anything, Agni too embarrassed and Polly too busy with Jacob, her hands under the table roaming higher on his thigh than it probably should have been. “ Agni, you’re looking…paler than normal… if that’s possible.” Agni coughed a little, pulling down the sleeves on her jumper ‘Yes I think I do.’ The conversation stopped there, the occasional giggle come from Polly as she whispered obscenities into Jacob’s ear. Suddenly, across the room Polly spotted something that was now commonplace in her life, a spectre of what seemed to be an old Professor of the school walking across the Hadinas table. Nobody else could see it; however it clicked that Jacob was watching it too. ‘You can see them as well?’ she muttered, leaning into his ear, her left hand (less ‘occupied’ than her right) curling around the back of his neck to draw him in closer to her ‘Have you noticed how few there are when the Elf’s around?’ she whispered lightly, biting his earlobe lightly after she had said so. It was true; she had noticed the difference in spirits when Agatcher was around some time ago, looking in various books to find an answer for it but not coming to any conclusions. Lunch was soon over, and Polly didn’t have a lesson, but decided that she would go on a trip to find Professor Sparrow, she really wanted a good grade in her test, and playing games with the shade was already boring her after a day, he was too intimidated by her, Professor Sparrow had been the first person to actually shout at her… ever.

Cael left lunch early to arrive at the low level charms class early before the rest of the students to set up. He rolled up his sleeves and sat on the top of one of the bookshelves, looking like he should have been in a catalogue. The students filed in and the lessons began, he really didn’t like helping them, but watching was always a perk. Charms just came so naturally to him so it was a new experience seeing people struggle. It wasn’t until half way into the lesson when he was called down to help someone. Jumping down with extreme dexterity, he sauntered over only to see Felicity stood there, looking like she was at the end of her rag. The Professor left them to it, leaving. After a pause, clearing his throat ‘What are you struggling with?’ His voice came out more careless than he’d meant it to, leaving her looking more defenceless than he’d seem her before. As she got up and left, the Professor shouting out at her, Ludovic put his hand out to him, ‘I’ll follow her.’ He muttered, sighs from first and second year girls as he left the room.

Vladimir Von Whitehall had just finished tracking the Dragon in the forest to its lair, deciding to leave it for a day before returning to try and capture it. Walking through the halls, it wasn’t long before he was bashed into by the ignorant gyspy girl again. ‘This is becoming a habit.’ He frowned, making sure not to insult her enough for it to be noticeable to somebody of her minimal intellect. Her insults brushed over him, being used to it from people in the lowly classes. Cael ran after Felicity, turning a corner to see her walking away from his brother. ‘What did you say to her?’ he growled breathlessly. ‘Excuse me?’ ‘What did you…’ before he could say another word, he was punched to the floor, the wind being taken out of him. ‘If you dare speak to me like that again boy,’ he spat, Cael attempting to lift himself off the floor ‘your pretty face won’t be so pretty anymore.’ He kicked him while he was down, literally, splitting his lip. Vladimir brushed himself down, leaving without another word. Cael waited until he was gone before picking himself up off the floor again, swiping his lip with his thumb to attempt to mop up his blood. Walking in the direction that Felicity took off in, he soon found her sitting on a stairwell. Without saying anything, he walked over to her, shifted his trouser legs up and sat down next to her. ‘I had an argument with the floor.’ He muttered a slight smile in his eyes as he said it playfully. ‘Look…’ he started with a sigh ‘He was out of order for assuming your work ethic is lacking.’ His educated accent was prominent however with his lexis more relaxed; he started to sound less up himself and more human. ‘Charms aren’t for everyone. Lord knows my sister is hopeless at them…’ he paused, not thinking he was ever getting anywhere. ‘I probably shouldn’t tell you this seeming as we are set to duel next week but, I’m eh…’ he paused, rubbing the back of his neck ‘I’m ruddy terrible at defence… in fact, I quit, I refuse to be taught it.’ He grinned a little at her, it dropping quickly as he looked at her wand. ‘May I?’ taking it off of her, he felt the weight of it, rolling it in his fingers. ‘Hmm.’ He muttered, returning it to her and standing. ‘You should be excused from lessons tomorrow third. Meet me in the third tower I er… I have something for you to do…’ he looked down at her, groaning her a little ‘Look… just… just trust me. Okay?’ without another word, he left her alone again, smiling at his internal decision.

It was around two o’clock in the morning, Agni couldn’t sleep, the scars on her back were stinging and she daren’t close her eyes for fear of Rochelle finding a way into the Thrisdin house. Making her way down into the common room, she lit a few candles before filling a stone sink with warm water. Making sure nobody was around; she pulled off her white shirt, now stained with blood. Without thinking, she opened her first aid kit and pulled out a clean bandage and a cloth. Soaking the cloth in the water, she placed her shirt on the counter next to her, her bare skin prickling with the cold air. Squeezing out the excess water from the white cloth, she sat down on the edge of an old stool in front of the sink, reaching round to her back with the cloth and dabbing at the bleeding slashes in her skin. The place was quiet but her whimpers seemed louder than usual. Tears rolled down her face as the hot water stung her skin, it wasn’t the pain that made her cry, it was the thought that it wasn’t going to stop. Her skin almost sparkled in the candle light, it being more close to elven than human. Her eyes were large and doe-like, trying to take in as much light as they could. She had reached half of her back to clean it when her sensitive ears heard a noise behind her, turning around, she gasped in the horror of seeing Jacob standing there, falling off her stool ‘Jake! Gosh! What are you…?’ she grabbed her shirt after feeling around for it on the counter a little, holding it in front of her bare chest so she could stand up again. ‘Wh… what am I doing? What are you doing?! You almost scared me to death!’ she calmed down a little, picking up the stool again while still gripping the shirt to her chest. There was a pause for a moment as she looked at him through the darkness. ‘Could you… could you help me?’ she asked, knowing too well that she wouldn’t be able to reach some of the wounds. ‘Please…? We are still friends… are we not…?’ it cut her up inside that he would go out with her best friend right after the moment they shared in France, but she couldn’t do anything about it. Her cast was going to be taken off the next day, but her shoulder and arm were bruised still in the shape of Rochelle’s grip. She sat on the stool facing away from him, handing him the cloth over her shoulder. ‘Thank you.’ She said in almost a whisper, pulling all her hair over her shoulders and letting her shirt drop, her chest being covered by her blonde hair. She whimpered as he touched her skin a little too roughly. ‘No… is okay…’ she closed her eyes as the pain sunk in, trying to start a conversation with him to try and mask the pain. ‘Why are you not sleeping Jacob? Is… ah… no is okay… is your necklace not working? I am sure I left it to set for long enough…’ she thought back to the day she gave it to her, wishing that his kiss could have lasted longer. ‘Oh.’ Her back was clean but she had to wrap the bandage around it. Handing it to the second year, she took it from him every time she had to wrap it around her chest, handing it back so he could lay it over her back. Her hand brushed his the third time she took it from him, looking over her shoulder at him, her large eyes catching his ‘sorry…’ she whispered, keeping his stare, not wanting to tear away her amber eyes from his dark gaze.
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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Rosé on Wed May 09, 2012 7:37 am

Jacob didn’t know what to do with Agni; he was conflicted to the point of confusion. He could tell immediately that there was something dreadfully wrong with her but then he was hit with the awful feeling that he was perhaps smothering her with attention. Jacob felt it was clear that Agni wasn’t interested in him that way; he had been so close over the holidays he didn’t want to push any further in school in case it upset her more. But walking along the corridors after Herbology he couldn’t help but feel as if he had to do something to help. It was going to tear him up inside. It was then that Jacob noticed Polly was calling over to him; the overtly crude gestures of his friends not too far away encouraged him to go and sit with his new ‘girlfriend’. Of course many other young wizards in the school were jealous of their relationship, but Jacob was a little bewildered still as to why she had picked him out of the hundreds of other young men. He did like her, she was beautiful and witty, and they shared something unspoken in common but he couldn’t feel the same chemistry he had felt with him and Agni, there was something overpowering about Polly that didn’t sit right with Jacob, he was just shy of intimidated by her. Jacob was watching the spirits that moved through the hall whilst Polly and Agni ‘discussed’ the fine tuning of an interracial relationship. He didn’t want to hear it. But luckily lunch was over quickly and Jacob could concentrate of Escorial training with his team for when it was the parent’s visiting weekend. His mother was always as keen sportswoman and he wanted to do her proud. But training ran over and Jacob missed his evening meal, not that he was too concerned with skipping food once in a while, all he wanted was a shower and to go to bed.

Felicity looked up to Ludovic as she came down the stairs and she could have cringed and died on the spot if it hadn’t been for the fresh blood around his swelling lip. “What…” She didn’t need to finish her sentence as he sat down. Felicity looked away and towards the cold stone walls, she had felt the sting of tears in her eyed before and she didn’t want him to see how angry she was at herself. His words seemed to echo and reverberate through the stairwell. His voice, though at times one of the sources of her infuriation towards him, was a little calming, less condescending than normal and at a push perhaps friendly. “Why third?” Felicity turned to face Ludovic, but she just watched him leave, her mind undecided over what he had planned.

“I will open it in a minute!” Perry called across the common room to his Scottish friend who seemed preoccupied with female company. Perry had always been split with presents, he wanted to tear them up and see what was inside but also just like looking at the paper and prolonging the moment, but it seemed that he couldn’t wait and longer and opened the soft packaging to a gift that suited him perfectly. “Finn you absolute star! I love it!” He stood up and smiled, wearing the scarf already.

Jacob did eventually have a shower and before it was even time for students to be restricted to their common rooms had gone to bed. His muscles ached as he hit the bed but there was a sudden rush of comfort that lulled him quickly to sleep; so much so that putting Agni’ necklace on after his shower had not even crossed his mind which led to his night being less than restful. He awoke several times, each with cold sweats and the unmistakable expression of fright upon his face and after several attempts to sleep again Jacob decided that not sleep was better than disturbed and less than restful sleep. There seemed no harm in going down to the common room and sitting by the fire for a while, perhaps he would be able to sleep again once his nerves had settled but reaching the bottom of the stairs Jacob froze to see Agni half naked and what looked like she was cleaning cuts or just washing by the fire. He was perplexed at first but quickly had to come forwards and explain himself. “What are you doing down here?” Jacob asked quietly as Agni grabbed her shirt. “I couldn’t sleep!” He retorted, trying not to sound too sharp. The room was dimly lit but enough for the pair to see each other clearly and as he was handed the bandage, there was little else he could do other than oblige. “Of course.” He said softly, kneeling behind Agni and being able to see her wounds up close. But he didn’t say anything whilst he ran the damp cloth across them slowly. “I didn’t have your necklace on…” He mumbled as her hand brushed his, Jacob thought that he should have phrased his words better as it had been the only night he hadn’t worn it but instead he tied the bandage carefully by her side and stood again. The bandages covered her chest as well and felt Agni perhaps feel a little more at ease, but he couldn’t quite tell. “It’s okay, really.” Once all had finished there was a moment of silence that seemed to cut through the pair of them. He looked at Agni, wanting to be back in the Chalet again where he had helped Agni from falling over, but he only felt as if he was upsetting her somehow. Jacob partly wanted to return to his room and deal with his sleeping issue on his own. But from what he had seen today, Jacob didn’t want to leave Agni alone. He walked over to her shirt that had again been left of the side and placed it over her shoulders before finding one of the more worn material sofas and leaning into It with his eyes closed. He could still feel Agni’s presence so opened one eye and gestured her to sit with him. It wasn’t long before he felt her besides him and half smiled, though it was clear he was still incredibly tired. “I…” He started before fading back into nothing, trying to think over what to say. “I don’t want to pry, but those cuts… they look terrible, I won’t… I mean I shouldn’t ask how you got them but I said before… You can talk to me Ag, I don’t want to see you hurt…”

It came to third lesson the next day and Felicity had decided to just not bother going to Divination rather than seek approval. She didn’t know what Ludovic was planning but had a burning suspicion that it wasn’t good. She was half tempted to just go into the library and ignore Ludovic’s invite, but she was already close to the stairs of the third tower and decided to see what was going on. She reached the top where she was met by Ludovic. “What is going on?” She questioned with an unmistakable hint of suspicion.
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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Outrageous. on Fri May 11, 2012 9:09 am

Polly had gone to look for Professor Sparrow, but with all the exam pressure hyped up by the other students; she had lost interest quickly, instead making her way to the library, dragging her finger across the spines of the leather bound encyclopaedia’s and magical dictionaries dust spiralling through the stuffy air. Her crimson eyes scanned the shelves until she found something of interest. Pulling out a large green book, she let it drop on the wooden desk and then slunk into the wooden chair opening the cover and scanning her eyes across the page. Perhaps this was the book she was going to get some answers from.

Agatcher jumped a little at his touch, not having even her father help her before. Her chest ached a little when he mumbled about not putting the necklace he made her on; she didn’t know why his comment hurt so much. After the bandage was put on, she stood up, her chest now tightly wrapped. She took her grotty tee-shirt off of her shoulder and gently unfurled it in silence, her flat stomach pale against the warm light of the candles. She pulled on her shirt, again becoming shapeless and androgynous. When she turned around, Jacob was already sat down with his eyes closed. She smiled a little, catching herself in the process and looking away again in embarrassment. He gestured for her to join him but all she could do was look at him, she desperately wanted to sit with him, but he had been so frosty with her recently that it led her to believe that he didn’t want her as a friend anymore. After a few moments of arguing with herself she decided that it would be better to carry on as if nothing had happened and to join him on the worn out sofa. Sinking into the comfortable material she let out a small sigh of relief, her back still stung a little, but at least it was clean. Picking her feet up and pulling her knees in close to her chest she leant into him a little, feeling his heartbeat against her shoulder blade. When he spoke after a moment or two she looked up to him, her eyes more tired than usual, losing their natural sparkle. “I don’t want to pry, but those cuts… they look terrible, I won’t… I mean I shouldn’t ask how you got them but I said before… You can talk to me Ag, I don’t want to see you hurt…” she looked away from him pretty quickly again, shaking a little. ‘I…’ she didn’t know what to say, it had been all in the French news but she knew that it hadn’t reached to England. ‘It happened… a long time ago, I…’ she paused, burying her head between her knees. ‘I do not like talking about it.’ With the last muffled sentence she hugged into his body a little more with hers, still tense from trying to fight back tears. ‘If you do not look at them, then they will go away. Sometimes, I forget they are there for moments.’ She yawned, the small sound reminding her that she was tired. Resting her head on his chest, she closed her eyes. ‘N’dela no’ta.’ Her whispered elven reassurances would have been lost on him, but she was so tired that she was finding it difficult to differentiate between languages. ‘I am, tres fatigue… Quel kaima…’ with one last yawn, she was asleep.

It was dark by the time Polly had finished flicking through all the pages of the dusty book, not finding a single thing that would help her. Shutting it again rather loudly she cursed under her breath, rocking on the back two legs of her chair. ‘Well, that was balls.’ She shut her eyes purposefully; they felt strained from spending so long reading in bright light. Opening them again, she smiled at the man that faced her from opposite the table. ‘You always were good at that.’ Harlequin smiled, his bleached white teeth bared. ‘But you could always hear me.’ They stared at each other across the table for a few moments before anybody spoke, it was strange seeing him again; he looked older, more experienced. ‘You remember that time…’ ‘In Rio, yeah.’ She was abrupt, but he didn’t seem fazed, like he was used to it. Leaning back, he laughed ‘You know, I’m going to Santa Barbra after the exams, you could get back on the scene again. You’re still young…’ her blank, unamused expression goaded him to carry on. She stared him in the eyes, listening, but not listening at the same time. ‘Danni mentioned you the other day, said it was sad what happened.’ ‘You instigated that.’ ‘You disappeared.’ The atmosphere was thick; you could have cut it with a knife. ‘The world, our, world, mourned for you. You were so promising.’ She stood, watching him jump a little in his seat. After a few seconds, when he was sure she wasn’t going to say anything, he began talking again. ‘What are you doing with that boy?’ She tensed up ‘What boy.’ ‘You know what boy, the one you’re playing with… I mean…’ he stood up, watching her slowly get riled. ‘He’s not rich enough, not smart or influential enough, God he’s not even pretty enough to be with you.’ she laughed dangerously stopping him dead in his tracks, ‘Jelous?’ he physically took a step backwards from her, his voice ow smaller, ‘Excuse me?’ She grinned ‘Get a grip Harley.’ Before he could say any more, she had turned and left him, not even putting the book away.

Cael had woken up surprisingly late for him, sleeping in until at least seven, a time where the communal showers were usually reasonably full. He groaned when he saw the time, rolling out of bed and cursing himself for not setting his alarm. He had no time for exercise, his magical creature’s lesson started in an hour, thankfully however, he had showered the night before. Begrudgingly he slipped on a pristine white shirt and black trousers ironed to within an inch of their lives. Looking in the large mirror at himself, he rolled his eyes, bringing his hand up to his hair and ruffling it a little. With sleeves rolled up, top button undone and gold and green tie donned, he left his room, wand in his pocket. He made his daily trip to his redheaded friend’s room, rapping on the door sharply.
Meanwhile, inside the hovel, Finley was asleep on his bed, still in his uniform from the day before. He had been cramming hard for his exams, not being the brightest of buttons, nearly all night; not that being up late was a rarity for him. At the knocking of his door he groaned, rolling onto the mound of clothes on the floor and dragging himself up to standing, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and pulling his door open. ‘Good morning my ginger Amigo.’ The rich young man chirped, putting his palm flat against the door as it began to shut again. ‘You know, I’m surprised you’re dressed.’ ‘Isnotmuniformfrtoday…’ Finn grumbled, leaning his head, eyes closed, against the wooden frame. Cael laughed ‘You slept in it? Goddamnit McDognhue! Get up you lazy git, you’ll miss breakfast!’ at the sound of a possible loss of breakfast, Finn kicked himself into gear.

Polly woke up in the morning looking tired; she had a terrible pang in her stomach for food but was already late for breakfast having slept in. She collected her things and went for a shower, dressing in a small, blue skirt, white shirt and sleeveless pullover with the Thrisdin crest stitched into it. Slipping on a pair of heels (the one thing she’d never be seen without) she made her way quickly out, down the stairs and into the large open magical creatures class, sitting in her seat which was strange seeming as Agni wasn’t there. She watched the Whitehall boy chat with his partner, an older boy with a large nose and a mouth full of teeth. She couldn’t help thinking that he looked like a horse next to Ludovic. They were doing revision sessions, something that she hated more than anything. She had slipped a book from the library on her desk and was deep in thought when interrupted by the screeching of the door. She turned around to see a rather ill looking elf girl. She apologized hurriedly to the teacher, it now being an hour into the lesson, fumbling about awkwardly to sit in her seat. ‘Where the hell were you?’ she growled under her breath, seeing the professor’s eyes boring into her. ‘Nowhere… I mean I… I slept in…’ Ludovic had heard the elf girl come in, he had seen what had happened at breakfast, it was certain that she hadn’t slept in.

Agni had woken up pretty early in the morning with a start, she was warmer than she usually was, looking to her side, Jacob was still asleep. She instantly turned a darker shade of red, pulling away a little, only to relax, knowing that she would be gone before he woke up. Looking at his for a little moment longer, she lifted a hand to his face, brushing his hair away a little before holding her breath, kissing his cheek and leaving the room in a hurry. She dressed in a large shirt that nearly drowned her with how bit it was. Teamed with a black skirt and opaque tights, she was a veritable vegetable. Donning her large glasses (as she would be concentrating hard in her revision sessions) and her worn out black chucks, she made her way to the great hall for breakfast.

She arrived at the breakfast table pretty early; already spotting the Whitehall boy however indicated that she was probably a little too early. Collecting her plate from the table to move further away from Jacob’s friends who had already congregated she stood and walked across the hall. ‘Good Morning.’ Her eyes shot up at the sound of Rochelle’s voice, she was closer to her than she had first anticipated. ‘Oh… I…’ The pink-haired French girl snarled a little, picking a hair from Agni’s collar. ‘No greetings? I suppose inarticulate sounds are all you animals know how to do.’ She said, sniggering at her own insult. Agni’s hands began to shake as the girl spoke down to her. ‘What is the matter, are you scared of me? Good. Of course, nobody else will see it like this.’ They looked at each other for a split second before the elven girl realized what was happening, it was already too late. With a terrible crash, Rochelle’s plate smashed in several pieces on the floor, the new girl stumbled backwards onto the floor before beginning to cry loudly. Agni stood there looking at the floor as young men began to surround Rochelle, comforting her and trying to get in there as much as possible. The commotion was apparently considerable as a Professor soon walked over. ‘What in heaven’s name is going on? Lessons have not yet begun and you are already misbehaving!’ One of the fourth year lads stood. ‘Professor, we saw the whole thing.’ His friends backed him up ‘Yes yes, well, if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to hear it from the horse’s mouth, if you will. Thank you Roquefort.’ The young man glared at Agni before leaving with his friends for the table once more. ‘Speak up girl.’ Rochelle was always a good actress; she played this game many a time in Prep school and it was one of the reasons that everything went along unnoticed for such a long time. ‘She… she took a disliking to me since I arrives professeur… I was just… just trying to walk past…’ she burst into uncontrollable sobbing again which of course was being lapped up by the old dwarf of a teacher. ‘Is this true? This hostility from a first year will not be tolerated, will not be tolerated at all! You are coming with me! Roquefort, make sure this girl is looked after will you? I shall deal with this one.’ He grabbed Agni by the ear which was incredibly painful seeming as Elves’ ears were one of the most sensitive parts of their bodies.

Finn had managed to get himself ready in time in order to be able to have a substantial breakfast. The tables in the great hall were charmed for when meals started, a host of food would appear for the students to pick and choose from. However the especially magical thing came with students with special dietary requirements, their food would appear on their places as and when they wished and exactly what they wanted. This being the case however wasn’t too important for the likes of Cael and Finn, who were both free of allergies. Finn was chowing down on huge mouthfuls of croissants and bacon and sausages and fruit and eggs and anything else he could get his large hands on. His friend on the other hand was happily eating wholegrain toast and poached eggs, the whites having been removed to make the most of the protein rich yolk. He had been eating rather quietly when something caught his attention. Across the room between the Hadinas and Thrisdin tables, the pale girl he had talked to the day before and the French girl were conversing. He kept a close eye on what was going on, nudging Finn to the right of him when things began to get heated. ‘Mmm?’ the redhead grumbled through a mouth full of half-chewed bread. ‘Who is that fourth year? The one with the paint on his shirt.’ Finn glanced up, with his Grandfather being such a social climber; he had trained Finley to be excellent at recognizing names and faces. ‘Daniel Roquefort, son to Frank and Jane Roquefort. Pain in the ass, been in the fourth year for two years now, they’re thinking about moving him back a year n’all.’ Cael didn’t like the look of him, he had a thick head and a mean face.

Agni was frog marched down to a place in the castle she had never been to before, although she wasn’t in to exploring anyway. Right at the bottom of a large spiral staircase, the floor began to get noticeably hot. She was led towards a large metal door which when opened let out a blast of warm steam, she closed her eyes for a second before opening them to a view of what seemed to be a kitchen, although there was no food and no people, only sinks and piles upon piles of dirty plates. ‘There is normally a charm on these plates, but today, I think you’ll benefit from the joy of cleaning them yourself. You have your wand, now, get to it.’ He slammed the door behind him, leaving Agni faced with piled upon piles of dishes. She held back the tears in her eyes and reached into her pocket of her blue cardigan that she had thrown on in a hurry, reaching into the other side she cursed herself; her wand was probably in the common room somewhere. Looking around at the piles upon piles of dishes, she felt distraught. Not only had she lost her wand, but now she had also lost her spare wand too, she only hoped that somebody hadn’t stolen it or even worse stood on it. Her father would be so angry. Rolling up her sleeves, she walked over to the large copper sink and turned the taps (with great difficulty) until they were flowing, she then stood on the top of her toes and took the first plate from the pile, dipping it into the water.

Cael had left the great hall rather quickly after the kerfuffle with the French girl and the elf. Some injustice was being done and he didn’t like it one bit. He had a quick word with the shade boy’s friends from the Thrisdin table and soon found out that he would be on the field. Somehow Whitehall thought it would be better for him to deal with the situation rather than an upper-class stranger. Besides, he couldn’t be seen to be helping anyone. However as he was on his way to notify the Knest player, he was stopped by the last person he wanted to see. ‘Whitehall. What are you doing loitering in the halls you unsightly prune? Have you washed today? You look terrible!’ The insult was followed by a cruel laugh that resembled the sound of horses braying. ‘Morning Vladimir.’ Cael groaned, continuing to stride past only to be grabbed by the collar. ‘Is that all? No bowing? No grovelling? How very disappointing.’ Ludovic tore himself away from his older brother, them looking scarily similar. ‘I have no time for your games this morning brother, I happen to be very busy.’ Vladimir laughed ‘Oh lah-de-dah. Well excuse me! I was just going to tell you that I’m off to track the dragon this morning. I expect you to mourn if I die.’ Vladimir’s set back had lost him time, the bell tolled and Cael had decided to ignore his selfless act and go to class instead. By the time the Elf girl arrived however, he was starting to regret his actions. Third lesson came however and he was stood waiting at the top of the third tower. Dressed smartly, his hair suitably ruffled, sleeves rolled up effortlessly and shirt neatly pressed, he was the image of upper class snobbery. He leant against the wall but pushed himself up to standing when he heard her footsteps. ‘Stop looking so angry all the time. It doesn’t suit you.’ He bit, before pushing open the door. Inside, the walls were draped with large sheets of expensive red and gold material, a large mirror circled the small room and the polished wooden floorboards reflected the image of the students in them. There were several large trunks stacked up around the room but stood in the middle was a sprightly looking man with a tightfitting suit and a measuring tape draped around his neck. ‘Good Morning Master Whitehall! So glad to be meeting you finally, after all these years!’ he rushed forward to shake Ludovic’s hand with vigour. ‘My my, you don’t half look like your brother and sister, uncanny… uncanny… he’s here is he not?’ Cael half smiled, it not reaching his eyes. ‘Yes he is, no doubt he will visit this afternoon. Demitri, let me introduce to you Miss Moran.’ He stood aside for a moment, presenting Felicity in a most forma manor. ‘Ah yes, I did receive your letter, wonderful, lovely to meet you Miss Moran.’ He shook her hand, looking her up and down. ‘My Partner outfitted your father don’t you know, very special, what a fabulous day! Would you just excuse me for one moment!’ He pranced away behind the screen for a moment, giving time for Cael to grin at Felicity, leaning down to her to mutter ‘He’s camper than an elf in spandex but he’s the best we know.’ ‘Now…’ began the little man, now attended with an elderly looking woman and a little boy. ‘Shall we get started? Master Whitehall?’ Ludovic nodded, ‘Miss Moran, would you like to sit there for us please, your input will be invaluable.’ Cael was stood in the centre of the mirrored screens on a pedestal. His lower arm length was measured; his weight, his height and his age were taken into account. ‘Miss Moran,’ the question came quite soon ‘Have you seen Mr Whitehall cast a charm or defence before?’ Cael thought back in his memory, he was sure that she had seen him cast a few charms during endurance practices, the most powerful ones being in the forest. ‘And would you say he was capable? Remember he will be answering these same questions about you, they are terribly important.’ Her reply was given; Cael stared at her with his steely grey eyes, no expression in his face as usual. ‘And would you say he is more inclined to Charms or Defence.’ ‘well I have already answered that one.’ Demitri smiled, turning around to his client ‘We are aware Master Whitehall, we need a second opinion on everything, and as you said Miss Moran is the person that knows you best at this moment of time, it would be necessary for her to confirm your answers.’ His cheeks turned a darker shade of pink, a rare occurrence for Cael, He turned his head away from Felicity, not wanting to see her reaction to what he had said. ‘Yes yes, well, hurry on with it.’ Her questions were answered and he began to do the rest. ‘I need something I can run with, something light, but heavy enough to be able to withstand the charms I am capable of casting. Also I do not need anything too… prissy, like my siblings.’ Demitri looked visibly hurt ‘Prissy is not a word I’d have chosen, your sibling’s wands were carved by the very best of hands… but I can see that you have different tastes to that of your family, more like your mother and father I assume.’ He tuned and rifled through a carefully packed box of wands. Cael turned to Felicity who had been stood on a second pedestal and was now taking measurements. ‘I thought it would be apt for you to have a better wand. Seeing you struggling to cast that charm yesterday only confirmed my suspicions. I shall pay for it of course, it will help.’ The little boy hurried over to him with a selection of wands crafted from different woods. ‘Oh, please do not consider this an act of kindness. I merely wish to be safe in the knowledge that I will crush you in the duel through my own hand, not your personal handicap.’ His smile only inflamed his words. He couldn’t help it, building up her esteem with kind words before crushing her again. ‘None of these woods. Far too light, I want something personal, something that I will keep with me for the rest of my life.’ Demitri was being rushed off of his feet by the youngest Whitehall. ‘Have you seen Miss Moran cast a charm or defence before?’ Cael refused to look at her whilst answering, but could feel her eyes bore a hole in the back of his head. ‘I have.’ ‘And would you say she were capable, in either charms and or defence?’ ‘She is one of the most capable defence conjurers I have seen.’ His voice was deadly serious. He was soon presented with a series of boxes, trying each wand in turn until they had almost run out, it was at that point Demitri wiped his brow and said with a sigh. ‘I have one last thought Master Whitehall. It is just a thought.’ Bringing out a thin black box, tatty at the edges, pulling off the lid, slowly, what was inside was a sight to be seen. A wand of perfect length for Cael’s measurements, with no markings, no distinct shaping and no decoration was revealed. The most unusual thing about the wand, was its colour, it was a deathly jet black, no wood could match up for it. ‘It is from the trees of the forest of Camelot, Merlin’s wand was made from the same wood they say. It is a powerful wood, mixed with the blood of the hippogriff, the rarest of creatures; nobody I have known has dared try it. But, seeming as you have no other options Mr Whitehall…’ The box was offered to him, with reservations, Cael reached out his hand. There was a split second between the time Cael touched the wood to the moment he dropped it, that he felt time stand still, when he came around to his senses, he knew his answer. ‘This is my wand. Have it crafted to my dimensions.’ He left it in the hands of Demitri, walking around the screen to see how Felicity was getting on. ‘It suits you well I think. Rather pompous and arrogant looking.’ He grinned, knowing only too well that it was beautiful in her hands.
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Post  Rosé on Fri Jun 15, 2012 7:19 am

Jacob woke up in the morning feeling very stiff and sore. He first heard a few of his friends walking past and laughing at the half asleep shade. “Get up Jay, Escorial in 20!” Jacob’s eyes bolted open and despite his stiff neck and uncomfortably tight muscles he was able to half run back to his dorm room and pull his Escorial clothes from a half unpacked box and run to the changing room. He made it to practise in time but was distracted by the gurgling of his stomach. It was never wise to skip a meal, he already felt a little irked that he hadn’t been awake this morning when Agni had left, he didn’t know if she was okay or not. But going out onto the field Jacob shook away the thoughts, remembering that she was not interested in him and he shouldn’t be so overbearing. The training was successful; he was looking forward to the next mini-tournament between the three houses during the parents visit just after the exams. His team had developed drastically since the start of the year; they may even qualify to represent the school in the next year or so if they worked hard enough. In the showers Sam brought up Jacob sleeping on the sofa. “You know you can’t say your missus kicked you out if you don’t have a girlfriend, why were you sleeping rough?” Jacob was a little reluctant at first to answer in case anyone had actually seen what had happened that night. “I was talking to Agni; after she went to bed I must have just fallen asleep.” The other young men jeered. “Talking to other women when you have Ephemera? What is wrong with you man?!?” Jacob didn’t know how to reply, he had agreed to go out with Polly half in spite of Agni and what happened with his brother, and half because of the vague connection that they shared with the realms of the dead; it gave her an interesting quality beyond what others saw in her. But still, his teammates had hit the nail on the head, he still wasn’t that frightened of Polly breaking up with him if he was caught talking to another girl at night, he was frightened of Polly full stop, but her breaking up with him wouldn’t be too devastating. “Guys, come on, we’re grownups, talking to girls doesn’t mean to automatically like them does it? I mean Ryan you asked how Professor Laurendale was the other day didn’t you. You plan on popping the question in potions?” The whole shower block erupted into roars of laughter that conveniently got Jacob off of the hook and ready for his second and third lesson Herbology classes.

Felicity was quietly anxious about having a wand fitting, she had never needed one before, and having her mother’s old wand when she progressed through her lower assessments and it seemed to be doing her just fine. When she saw the old woman who had fitted her father’s wand Felicity held back a groan and instead rolled her eyes. She didn’t want to have to make small talk about how he was doing, she didn’t particularly care to speak about him; the look in her eye must have swayed all thoughts of chit chat as questions were quickly fired. “I’ve seen him cast both.” She looked around the room a tad idly. “Yes, rather capable indeed.” She was about to answer the third question when she heard the small man refer to her as someone who knew Ludovic well. She nearly choked trying to hold back a smug grin but after a moment answered the question. “Charms.” She wasn’t going to get into the argument of defence casting actually being a charm, there didn’t seem to be enough time as she was lead onto her own pedestal. “I’m sorry?” She wasn’t sure why she was being measured; Ludovic’s answer was enough to make her retort “An act of kindness from a Whitehall?” She smirked “You best hope my wand wasn’t a handicap.” She had a new sense of enthusiasm but she quickly looked away to the other side of the room when Ludovic complemented her defence castings. She was soon presented with a few wands and it didn’t take her too long to see one that she really liked. The handle was carved to resemble the deathbell bloom but it was slimmer and its lines harsher. The wand itself it was rather long and light for its size. She had a good feeling that this wand would serve her well in duel. As Ludovic came around and commented on the wand she had chosen she raised an eyebrow. “You’re pompous and arrogant looking, do you suit me well too?”

Even being early Jacob had managed to be late for his Herbology lessons, it was the detour he had taken the detour’s name being Rachel; a first year in the Somery house. Looking a little ruffled Jacob strolled into the Herbology greenhouse and smirked at the professor whilst murmuring “Appologies, Professor.” He sank into his seat next to Agni and rolled his eyes. “You’re kidding me.” He looked at their workstation to see a particularly fussy plant that he had trouble with last year, it was the same assignment that made him fail his exam the year previously. “I hope you know what you’re doing, I’m…I..” Jacob was slowly distracted by Agni’s hands. “Say… why are your hands… wrinkly? I mean they look different.” He listened to her explanation with a smirk; he guessed that her first reprimand hadn’t gone too well if she had actually washed the dishes by hand but did act sympathetically “What a pain…” or at least try to. He spent the majority of the first lesson looking bewildered and trying to keep up with Agni but it was hopeless, but he wasn’t going to let her just fix his plant for him. “I want to try, I’ll just fail again in the exams else.” By the tone of his voice it was clear that Jacob was nervous about the upcoming exams, not really being able to afford any fails. “Sorry,” Jacob cleared his throat. “Nerves.” He grinned. Jacob pushed away the plant at the chime of the third lesson being over and fourth beginning. “Students, now seeing as the weather had warmed, even if only by a couple of measures, I have decided to continue our original plan of looking for a variety of ingredients that grow naturally around the school and its grounds. I would like you to pair up and with a small list per pair, find the ingredients in the next hour. Mind the black ice though; three students this week have broken limbs from carelessness.” Jacob swivelled around to face Agni “Want to pair with me?” His grin was a little mischievous.

There was a strange feeling at the pit of Felicity’s stomach whilst leaving the wand fitting, she paused and waited for Ludovic to be right behind her and stopping at the bottom of the spiral staircase, wand case in hand, half smiled. “In all seriousness, thank you, it is a nice gesture, even if it is just to remove your duelling ‘advantage’” Felicity didn’t hang around for long and hurried down several sets of stairs; she didn’t have any lessons until her practical astrology lesson; she wanted to make good use of her new wand straight away.

“How can you startle a plant?” Jacob looked down at their list completely confused. “Look.” He pointed to the small itinerary “The petribell will be a deep shade of blue unless startled; it will fade to a whitish grey?” Jacob couldn’t help but snigger. “I’m not making fun! I’m just not sure how it all works, I’m not gifted like you…”



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Post  Outrageous. on Thu Jul 05, 2012 8:31 am

Agni had been studying hard for magical creatures, although it was one subject she was actually good at, walking in late for a lesson however was never advised. She apologized profusely before sitting in her seat next to Polly. ‘Where were you?’ the tall American growled, all the while doodling in her book. ‘I was washing dishes.’ Polly laughed at her obscure answer ‘Whatever, anyway, I was thinking about this exam thing everyone’s been talking about – when exactly are these mid-term things?’ Agni shrugged her shoulders, concentrating hard on her own revision ‘They start on Friday, they are not mid-terms, and they decide whether we will progress to a higher level of magic in our second half.’ Polly wrinkled her nose ‘So what?’ Agni rolled her eyes, putting her pencil down for a moment ‘So, the faster you do pass the exams, the faster you will leave.’

Meanwhile Finley had taken leave from his lessons to spend all the hours Merlin sent in the deep parts of the lower library revising. He wasn’t bright but nothing could be said about his work ethic, he really needed to pass his exams, his grandfather would disown him, his mother would be so disappointed, not to mention the stick he’d get from Angus for being such a dunce.

Agni skipped break and went straight away to the herbology greenhouses, she was at home in the cold, however she wished she had put some boots on as her sensitive feet were getting frozen. She had found her wand in the great hall after a lot of searching and had cello taped it to her arm so she wouldn’t lose it while they were hunting plants as their professor had informed them, they were doing, however when she arrived, the Professor was already setting up something completely different. She helped him set up before settling in her stool, making sure all her plants were at optimum temperature before spotting Jacob; she smiled before looking at his plants, knowing that the lesson would probably be longer for him. ‘Yes of course I know what I am doing, do you not read?’ when it came a question about her hands, she pursed her lips slightly before answering him with ‘I was cleaning teapots, washing up.’ She had a little trouble with one of her plants misbehaving, so was able to slow down a little for Jacob; however he still didn’t manage it. ‘It is first grade Herbology Jacob! Not rocket science!’ she didn’t expect him to understand the reference. “I want to try, I’ll just fail again in the exams else.” she frowned a little sadly upon hearing the sincerity in his voice. ‘You cannot fail Jacob.’ She paused a little before looking up to him ‘I shall never speak to you if you do.’ Sticking her tongue out at him, she stole his pot and continued to tend to it expertly before the plan for the next hour was stated. ‘Pair with you?’ She grinned ‘I’d rather pull out my toenails!’ she laughed a little before leaving the greenhouse, stopping at the door, list in hand ‘Come on then!’

He looked at her wand and smiled a little ‘Is that how you see me? Pompous and arrogant, how disappointing.’ He looked her up and down before winking, turning on his heels and walking back down the corridor. Ludovic had charms immediately after his fitting which was exciting as it was the only thing he could really relieve stress with. ‘I winked at her, what… why did I do that…’ he was busy babbling like an idiot when he was accosted by a short girl who must have been in the same year as him but looked about three years younger. ‘Mr Whitehall, Mr Whitehall Sir, they sent me to… to’ she was out of breath like she had been running all day. ‘Good God. Spit it out.’ She seemed to tremble with the sheer excitement and fear of talking to him. Looking down to the floor, frowning she muttered ‘It’s your brother…’ staring at her for a minute, he finally understood what she meant, without a second thought; he took off tearing down the hallways.

Polly was in foundation potions since break wondering why she even moved to England in the first place. She hated potions, it was easy enough but totally not her style. Being taught by a fifth year named Lowri, she found it hard enough to stay awake let alone concentrate on what he was mumbling, however there was a certain amount of charm to him that kept her from unconsciousness.

“How can you startle a plant?” Agni lifted her small feet over the frosted grass as they traipsed around the lake looking for the plants on their list. ‘Excuse moi?’ she said out of the edge of her mouth as she kept her eyes fixed on the glittering ground. “The petribell will be a deep shade of blue unless startled; it will fade to a whitish grey?” she listened to him read before frowning at his sniggering ‘It is not a laughing matter Jacob.’ She grumbled, quickening her pace. “I’m not making fun! I’m just not sure how it all works, I’m not gifted like you…” at the sound of his compliment she smiled a little, turning pink. ‘I am not gifted, I am just an elf.’ She knew that elves were supposed to have a connection with plants, but she had never encountered another that could understand them the way that she could, in short, she really was talented. ‘Ah Jake look! Over there! There they are do you see?’ she was pointing excitedly to a tiny island in the lake ‘No, is not the petribell, it is the swamp dragon, the small white ones? Yes, I know they are not on the list but I have been searching for them for months! Here, hold my things…’ She began quickly taking off her cardigan, tie, shoes and socks, jumping up and down a little bit on the cold hard mud of the bank of the lake. ‘No, you cannot use your wand, it has very delicate roots!’ Before he could say another word about it, she stepped into the water and very tentatively jumped onto the first giant lily pad. ‘A ha! You see! You did think I could not do it!’ with another few heart-wrenching hops, she scrambled up onto the island on her belly, mud covering her once white shirt, sticking it to her chest. She crawled up to the tiny plant, digging her hands into the sloppy soil she carefully lifted out the tangled green roots of the plant. ‘Throw me over your scarf Jacob!’ she called, catching it as soon as he did and wrapping up the plant in it ‘Oh do stop complaining, you can have my scarf. Now catch this carefully!’ she yelled, throwing it over to him her heart in her mouth as she watched him catch it. ‘Oh thank you…’ she breathed seeing it safe. ‘I will come back over, you see, that was not so dangerous as you thought…’ just as she had said it however, jumping on the first lily pad, she caught her ankle in a stray vine and fell into the ice cold water. Panic set in, the automatic flight reaction that most animals had when in trouble. She threw her arms about in hope to grab something to pull herself up, however becoming more and more tangled in the vines, she gasped from the cold, breathing in water to her lungs.

Ludovic’s shoes echoed down the stone corridors as he ran full pelt, barging people out of the way with no apology until he found the medical wing. He burst through the double doors looking dishevelled, something very rare for a Whitehall. ‘Where is he?’ Several teachers and nurses ran up to him, attempting to talk to him while the students with various ailments and broken limbs stared at him. ‘I said where is he?’ he shouted. The chief matron of the hospital dismissed the other bystanders, holding his arm and pulling him aside. ‘Mr Whitehall, before I take you in to your brother I must warn you, it looks worse than it actually is, please do not be alarmed…’ He nodded in silence. Walking to the end of the ward, a bed was screened off from the eyes of other invalids. Walking through, he was taken aback by the image. His brother was laid unconscious in the bed, his right side plastered with cold compresses, burnt red raw at least three layers of flesh; the smell was unbearable. ‘Is he…?’ ‘He’s just sleeping from the powerful pain relief charm we cast…’ ‘Ah I see.’ The woman shuffled a little ‘Sorry to ask you this, but do you have the direct line to your parents? We have tried getting through to them but their iris lines are all backed up.’ He couldn’t tear his eyes away from his brother, he looked weak, pathetic, not like the Vladimir he knew. ‘Uh, no, no I don’t, but I do have the personal charm iris for my father’s lawyer, you should be able to reach him through them.’
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Post  Rosé on Fri Sep 28, 2012 8:07 am

Jacob stood at the edge of the icy water, watching Agni both in awe and incredibly nervous at the same time. He had heard about the lake before, especially from some of the older endurance team members; there were strange things in those waters, if the winter temperatures didn’t get to you first. He had only looked away for a moment when the sound of water splashing turned his stomach and his heart sunk. “Agni!” He shouted, dropping the plant and running into the water. It was painfully cold, his muscles began to seized, but with jerked movements Jacob dived below the surface, desperately searching for Agni. Away from the water the commotion had stirred the attention of other students, some watching in confusion, others running to find a professor or groundskeeper. Jacob looked around frantically, the water hurting his eyes, but there he saw her; suspended by the vines of the aquatic plants. Her hand was cool as he grasped it tightly, trying desperately to pull her free; but she only came part of the way; it was now or never to get her out of the water, Jacob couldn’t remember any of his charms to release plants, or even to cut the vines; he had to bite and pull through them. Only a few seemed to be holding her down but his vision was fading, the last vine was torn apart; Jacob was thankful that he hadn’t filed down his nails that morning. He grabbed Agni by the waist and wrapped his arms around her tightly, Jacob kicked as hard as he could and soon they reached the surface. He gasped for air painfully. “Ag-agni!” He sobbed, trying to get a reaction from her as he pulled her back to the shore; they were quickly helped out of the water by professors and students. He was separated from Agni as the Herbology teacher took her away to the infirmary. He put an arm out in protest but only coughed up water and gurgled. In shock from the cold, he only hoped that he hadn’t been too slow.


Hearing the click of Cael’s shoes fade around the corner was a relief; Felicity couldn’t help but feel a great tension between the pair; even when they were not in direct competition. But looking down at her new wand in hand, the wood still gleaming from its final polish, she felt a new flare of confidence; perfectly timed for the upcoming exams. She walked away from the third floor room and down the narrow stone staircase with speed, only now remembering she had an extra charms lesson in order to prepare for the exams in the coming week.

“What do you mean I can’t see her?” Jacob groaned as he buttoned his new robes up, one of the caretakers walked beside him through the halls. “You can try and go to the hospital wing, but I don’t think it will work; little ma’am looked in a rough way.” “Don’t say that…” The older man sighed, obviously sympathising. “Lad, you couldn’t have gone in any quicker, to be truthful I am surprised you both aren’t dead.”It was little comfort to Jacob, still worried about Agni, regretting how he had acted towards her before. He was about to protest and insist that he went to the hospital wing to at least hear if she was okay but a deeper voice interrupted him “Oh Mr. Barnsley, let the boy go, he’s supposed to be in my class but I have excused the lesson for private study, go on Elladora, send my best wishes.” Jacob nodded with appreciation to his divination teacher and rand down the corridor. “Professor Sparrow… are you sure that was wise?” “No.” James mumbled in a nonchalant fashion. “But I can’t keep him back when the rest of the class have pleaded to go and study or visit other lessons, he might as well hear no from the nursing staff.” James slinked back into his classroom and closed the door. In truth he had been a rough day with no sleep the night before, he just wanted some peace and quiet; all students were a little testy around exams and he could do without the aggravation. But it seemed that something was around every corner to catch him off guard. Seeing things, hearing noises; there were shadows that didn’t leave the corners of his bloodshot eyes. He sat quietly enough trying to write the divination questions for the exam in two days time, but he was distracted. “A walk.” That would clear his mind; he had been having flashbacks to his mother’s death, and the attempted retrieval of her soul. Each time he felt a terrible pang of guilt; a little empty. A part of him had too been lost to the astral plane that day; why he could see what he was seeing. Or rather, it being thrust upon him.


James assumed that his students would have flocked to their respective common rooms in order to slack off and avoid the exams; it was under this pretence that James decided to continue his work in the north tower, there were several older rooms near the top of the spire that could be used most of the time; the cool air would no doubt give him some clarity. The wide sloping stone staircases echoed his breath as he approached the second room. He immediately noticed Polly sat studying, James cleared his throat. “Oh, I didn’t anyone would actually be working towards their exams.”

Jacob ran towards the school’s infirmary, not concerned about anything other than if Agni was okay. “What? How can you not be sure?” He reached the hallway approaching one of the treatment rooms but was stopped abruptly by a stern looking nurse. “I mean that she is only just coming to her senses, and if you go in there jumping around and acting hysterical you will probably do more harm than good! She will be fine in the long run but she has had a nasty shock and will need some rest.” Jacob took a deep breath and nodded. “So she is awake?” “Yes, and you can see her, but not for long, I don’t want you to cause a bloomin’ fuss!” Jacob nodded again and walking into the quiet yet busy room and immediately sought out Agni. “Are you alright? How are you feeling… well… I guess pretty bad…” He didn’t know what else to say to her, there was a silence pretty quickly. “I kept this for you, I hope it isn’t dead, I dropped it when… well when you fell in the water.” He smiled a little, showing her the flower.

It had only been a day or two when the final practical potions exam was imminent. Felicity had been cram revising solidly in the library; so much so that she had neglected her exercise regime. It was for the greater good, or so she told herself if I don’t pass the exams there will be no point in training at all She had also not heard much about Ludovic’s brother being burnt and assumed that Ludovic would use it as an excuse to produce substandard test results. Felicity wasn’t nervous about the potions exam, or any of the other exams; the only one she needed to work on was charms but now with her new and more custom wand she was able to approach the subject more calmly. The thought of filing into the potions room in silence and starting what was one of the more complex elixirs they had learnt was daunting, but she had sat near a few students, one including Jacob Elladora who seemed to be struggling with the subject a little more than she had been. But the exam was just after lunch and only an hour away, she would have to pull her act together. She sat in the main all as she usually did, alone and ate quietly, trying to remember quantities and orders; there had been no sign on Ludovic at all and she was beginning to wonder if he would even show up to the exam at all.
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Post  Outrageous. on Thu Oct 18, 2012 9:57 am

Ludovic was well aware that the exams were on their way and that he really should be studying in a prime learning and revising environment, however not once did he leave his elder brother’s side. His books were brought to him by various charms that the nurses had offered to him in their spare time between patients. Vladimir was still in a charm induced sleep while his skin regrew thanks to a special medicinal potion that the nurses called in from the nearest magical person’s hospital. They moved him onto a private ward when the family’s personal doctor arrived, which was the most amount of exercise Cael did all week until the elf girl arrived. It was the loudest raucous he had heard so late in the afternoon for a while and his book on the art of calligraphy soon bored him as a revision break, so he decided to check up on what was going on. Standing to stretch, he calmly walked through the grand oak door of this brother’s room and down the small corridor to where the door stood between him and the poor people. He pushed it open without a thought to class division and beheld the vision that unravelled in front of him. A flurry of limbs matted together around a central point as teachers, students and medics attended to a seemingly drastically ill being. The tall teenager picked up a newspaper from a vacant table and slung it under his arm as he edged closer to the commotion. He was confused if not startled to see the small elf girl soaked to the bone being mollycoddled by the nurses. ‘What happened to her?’ he called out, his superior tone surfacing. ‘Not now Master Whitehall.’ The oldest of the nurses huffed as she walked quickly past him, another student however soon answered his question ‘she fell in the stone lake, was under the water for ages.’ Cael nodded briskly. She was most likely a forest elf which meant that water did not agree with her system, she would be very lucky if she lived, however there was something else about the urgency of the way the medical team were working that made him sense something else was going on. They slowly peeled her shirt from her skin to reveal various cuts and bruises, wounds that certainly were not accidental. He thought over the times he had seen the small girl in the hallways or classrooms, she always had a certain rabbit in the headlights look about her, he usually put that down to the sheer size of her eyes however he realised that it could have been something more. Thinking of a suspicion he had earlier in the term, he moved out of the way of the nurses, slowly moving to the end of the bed where the girl was laid and slipping his hand into the small box that held her details, pulling out the sheet and rolling it in with his newspaper, swiftly walking away again.

Finn’s first exam came quite quickly, he had been studying hard but he never could guarantee anything seeming as most of his lesson time had been spent dossing around or flirting with women. He was on his way back to his room (which had become a veritable hovel due to all the ‘revision snack’ wrappers strewn about the place) when he bumped into his best friend who looked in a rather big hurry. ‘Hey man, what’re’ya in such a fluster for eh? How’s ye brother?’ Cael looked like a man on a mission, which was quite rare seeming as he was usually the man who was as cool as ice about everything – in an uptight way. ‘My brother is recovering, sorry mate; I’m busy, got some work to do.’ As he scurried off down the hallway once more Finn called out a reminder for the astronomy exam that evening.

Polly had been in one of the more obscure towers revising all morning when she heard someone slowly climbing the stairs, she could hear how heavy he was with the way he was placing his feet, she could tell how tall he was by the length of his strides, but she already knew who it was by how the hair on the back of her neck was standing on end. She didn’t look up as the door creaked open, nor when he spoke. She breathed out slowly before replying ‘I’m not just anybody.’ She wasn’t in wizarding school by choice, if it were her choice she would go back to modelling, get rich and move far into the last great forests where she wouldn’t be disturbed. Unfortunately the law found her and forced her into a foreign country where she could be controlled by the stiffs. ‘I need to get out of the noise, the human girls were screeching in my ears.’ Her use of the term ‘human’ would have disgruntled anyone else; however it was just one of those things she had got used to saying. ‘Are you here for any reason James?’ her voice was almost hallowing as she looked up to him with her deep, blood red eyes.

Agni’s large amber eyes slowly flickered open. Her frail body laid in a crisp white hospital bed, her skin obviously blue in comparison, she looked dead in human terms, just devoid of natural life in elfish terms. ‘J…Jake?’ he looked terribly worried which could only mean she had lost a limb or they were both dead. ‘Are… are you alright? I fell… in the water…’ she looked down to his hands when he presented the flower, tears already springing up in her eyes ‘oh, you saved it…’ she breathed, reaching her delicate hands out to take it from him, she hardly looked able to support its weight but she did, looking instantly a tad better for holding it. ‘You saved me?’ She questioned followed by a gargled cough that quickly drew the attention of more nurses. ‘Alright that is enough. What’s this? Plants on my ward, please take it away.’ The bulshy woman was terrifying but Agni guarded the plant in her arms. ‘Please…’ she whimpered ‘I am half-elf… I need them… J…Jacob did not do anything please let them both stay…’
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Jacob couldn’t stay long beside Agni, the nurses weren’t going to leave them alone for a minute but he could see why. His hair was only a touch damp now thanks to being inside the warmth of the infirmary but Agni’s colouring was gone; she looked dead and devoid of life; even as a shade he could sense a fading. It was worrying but he was sure she would survive now she was in the infirmary, it was partly denial and guilt for not stopping her going into the lake but he simply couldn’t imagine Agni not recovering. “I will come and see you tomorrow morning I promise.” He looked over his shoulder to one of the more hardened nurses eying him up and down. He gave her an equal look up and down before standing up and leaving the room. There was so much crammed into the next few weeks that he could hardly focus on one thing at once, it started with his exams and his parents visiting the school but there was a slight rumour that the school may be taking half of the first years to Bosnia and the other half to France to visit sister schools in the early spring. He walked down the corridor slowly; he had made excuses for the evening as not to turn up to any group revision sessions for the exams, Jacob was now consumed with worry for Agni. He had immediately thought of sneaking back into the infirmary and seeing her again but knew all too well that it would only lead to detentions, meaning he wouldn’t be able to visit at all. His exams were looming but that was of little concern to him. He only really needed to pass Herbology to continue with the year, it was his summer exams that he needed to worry about. He would need a miracle to pass Herbology, but he figured he would be able to revise aloud with Agni in hope that talking about plants would help her feel better too.

James looked down at Polly, ‘hmm.’ Her eyes were chilling and he admittedly felt uncomfortable with her use of the word human so nonchalantly, but he held his nerve. “These towers used to be part of the staff research facility and library; I still get that sense of concentration and academic focus, even if it is only for marking divination exams.” He didn’t quite know how to fill the sudden and deathly silence. “I will leave you to your studies then, good luck in your exams, though I am sure you won’t need it…” He nodded before moving into the next room and closing the door slightly behind him. There was a certain chill in the air; though he couldn’t be sure that it was because of the poor insulation.

A couple of days had passed and Felicity had kept mainly to herself, scheduled classes had melted into frenzied study sessions, there were books sprawled on staircases and flustered librarians everywhere trying to locate overdue scripts. Felicity seemed to be a foot above the rest of them, her outward demeanour not letting on that she was practically trembling about her charms exam. She would have been fine sitting the initial first year exam with her new wand but her professor had seen fit to put her in for the higher exam for the sakes of impressing her parents. She barely knew any of the charms and with being in the middle of her exams she didn’t have much time to practise. It was about now that she would have quite happily thrown herself at Ludovic’s feet and begged for a little advice but he was nowhere to be seen since his brother was taken into the infirmary. She had the evening to practise though, and she thought that should be enough for her to pass. Walking in to the hall to grab something to eat she noticed It was surprisingly quiet, she had imagined groups of people huddled around books, cramming food into their mouths whist frantically cramming spells as well. She sat in her usual spot near the middle of the long table, there were a few girls huddling around the further end where she soon spotted Ludovic sat looking as if he was trying himself to study, the girls barraging him with questions about his older brother.
Felicity quickly lost interest and opened her new charms book and tried to read over the required content; hand that held her spoon was shaking and without looking she repeated missed her bowl, it occasionally tapping the china and attracting the attention of those nearest by. When she looked up Cael caught her eye but she looked away, she wasn’t anywhere near in the right frame of mind to play games, in less than twenty hours she has the only exam she was worried about. Finding time to concentrate on her food for a moment she finished and left the dining hall looking paler by the minute.

Jacob planned on visiting Agni every day and so far he had been able to, today however he had brought along a gift. “He sat down in the chair next to her bedside with a smile, the necklace he had bought her openly on display for a change. “I got you this.” He pulled out from behind his back a branch of Lonicera x purpusii. “I saw it in the grounds and thought you might like it… being an elf and all.”He smiled “I hope you are feeling better… I kind of have a favour to ask of you even though you aren’t well…” Out of a satchel he pulled out the Herbology text book ‘Is it okay if I read you the herbology text book? My exam is tomorrow and I haven’t actually…uh… read it and you like plants so... you can listen to me read it to you theatrically?'

Felicity had spent the entire evening cramming for the exam and it had finally come around. Everyone was looking nervous but once again Felicity had put on her poker face and was looking at the wand in her hand intently trying to remember what she had gone over so many times the night before, she was far more concerned about getting into the hall before what she knew escaped her in the midst of adrenalin and fear. All of the different tiers were in the same room but partitioned off slightly, there were a group of examiners in each partition, at the beckon of each examiner a particular charm needed to be cast. Felicity was part of the second group to going into the second tier exam. Her wand clutched tightly, she and her other classmates walked into the hall next to one of the fifth tier groups, she noticed Ludovic and caught his eye again. She wondered how he felt about his exam, given the stress of his brother and being pestered about it all the time. But she looked away as the group of eight entered the small partition. It was about to begin.
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Re: The Final Circle

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Polly looked distinctly strange studying. With her looks, it seemed as if there could have been no room left for intelligence, but it was quite the contrary. Her looks got her money, fame, men and several other things in life but she was not interested in vanity. She maintained herself to a high standard of course, but it became boring. Her thirst for knowledge however, never left her feeling empty. A large book splayed open on her lap, strewn about her were papers with various scribbles and notes, obviously hand written. All the deformis skills that she had learned when she was younger she had brought with her to Astoneara. Slamming the book shut, she decided that the sudden interruption of Professor Sparrow was too much for her, she was going to have to confront him, or leave to find a new hidden spot for her to work in. Leaving her papers in the room, she walked over to the door of which he had left through and stood deathly still for a moment. The ghost of a dead woman stood by the door which he had inevitably gone through. ‘Hi.’ She said in a calm and happy voice, walking closer and bending down to talk to the girl. ‘Are you okay? Are you lost?’ The apparition looked up at her, her face confused. ‘Oh. You don’t speak English huh?’ She looked down for a little before trying something. ‘Ese es un bonito oso de peluche. ¿Es tuyo?’ The girl smiled broadly before nodding and holding the teddy bear out for her to hold. ‘I can’t hold it princess’ she said with a shake of her head. The girl seemed to understand, looking down to the bear in defeat. Polly was just about to say something else when the girl looked up in fright and promptly disappeared. Polly was instead faced with James’ trousers as she soon found herself aware that she was still crouched down. ‘You scared her away.’ She sighed before standing again. ‘I was coming to antagonise you before I was interrupted. You interrupted my interruption.’ Polly seemed not to care what came out of his mouth as she continued to speak over him. ‘As I was saying, I find you a very inquisitive man. I thought I should warn you against curiosity Mr Sparrow. It kills cats. I like cats.’ Her riddles would have confused the best of men but it amused her to see the look on their faces. ‘That’s a nice tie.’

Since the exam timetable had been announced Cael found himself anxiously engaged in several different escapades. On the one hand studying had always been of the highest importance to him, nevertheless his brother was critically ill and there was something about the elf girl that had been playing on his mind for a while. Finn was nowhere to be seen to brighten up his day with amusing anecdotes, so he decided to go and eat in the hall for a change, to relax a little before his charms exam. He sat down and concentrated on his small expensive looking note book that had various notes written in magic ink that transformed into an answer whenever he asked it a question. He had dressed in a looser shirt explicitly for the exam as it was more practical, his trousers however being the same slim fitted ones he always wore. Eating his salmon and melba toast he was soon flocked by an entourage of older women asking him barrages of questions about Vladimir. ‘Excuse me peasants, but do you not see that I am trying to study? Leave me.’ His exclamations were taken and he was once again, left on his own. After a while, he sighed, looking up to see Moran frantically tapping away at the china on the table in front of her. He doubted she would do very well with all the nervous energy inside of her, finely tuned wands like her new one directly picked up on the emotions of its owner. She looked up and caught his eye, but quickly looked away again seemingly in disgust. He smiled in the knowledge that she wouldn’t do well, stood and left the hall for the examination room.
Agni had not registered for any duels so had agreed to do most of her exams during the duels break. Upon confirming the knowledge that Agni was indeed half elf, her hospital bed had been surrounded by plants and she was well on her way to recovery, however they were particularly concerned about her breathing due to her intake of water. They induced her sleep for a couple of days for her own safety, so she was very tired when Jacob came to visit her again. ‘Bonjour Jake.’ She croaked, looking up at him with a small smile a smile which grew upon seeing the flowers he had cut for her. ‘Jake, these are my favourite winter flowers! I do wish you had not killed them…’ she added as a concerned side note. Upon his proposal of reading the text book she giggled. ‘You should be very theatrical, or I may fall to sleep again!’

Ludovic was using his old wand for his charms exam as his new one was yet to be carved, although he had it in good authority that it would reach him before the duelling season. He entered the room sooner than all the lower levels, his sleeves rolled up and his old wand already in his hand. He stood in a butterfly stance rolling his shoulders, a stern look on his face when the other levels walked in. He caught a glimpse of Felicity and smirked, looking ahead again as soon as he’d done so. He was confident that it would go well for him, so much so that he was already rehearsing his set for the duel with his endurance partner in his head.
Agni had enjoyed sitting with Jacob while he revised, with the flowers he brought her behind her ear, she was already beginning to look better by leaps and bounds. She had just finished her written magical creature’s exam in the hospital wing and was drifting off to sleep when she heard a familiar voice again. ‘Bonjour.’ Agni groaned, looking around for nurses but not seeing any on the entire floor. ‘Bonjour Rochelle.’ The girl grinned evilly whilst plucking one of the heads off of a flower, making Agni wince. ‘You see, somebody did tell me that you were in here, but I did hope that perhaps they did take you to the morgue by now. Oh well. I am sure it won’t be long.’ It seemed like more of a threat than a statement from her, seeming as the last person she victimized died in terrible circumstances. ‘I do not…’ ‘No see, it is not your time to talk now. I was talking with our friend Vivienne this morning, she told me that really she was sorry for what she did…’ Agni looked at her in confusion as she dragged her nail along the bar of her bed, walking closer to her. ‘Oh yes, she was sorry that she couldn’t get finished what she meant to do herself, and the she was sorry it is now left to me to finish the job.’ She slowly pulled her wand out from her pocket and pointed it at the girl’s throat ‘you see, nobody will listen to us until they see you dead too.’ Agni, didn’t know what to do, the screen was pulled around her bed so nobody would know what was going on until it was too late, she closed her eyes and waited for it, at least it would be quick, unlike her cousin’s death. ‘And this Gentlemen is exactly what I told you about earlier.’ Rochelle’s head snapped around as the screen was pulled back violently to reveal Whitehall and a few other influential looking older men. A couple of law enforcers walked forward and took Rochelle by the arms. ‘You see when I looked through the files pertaining to this particular case; I saw that you had neglected the allegations made against Rochelle here, instead passing the whole blame onto the other girl whose name has escaped me. ‘Wh… what is going on?’ Agni’s face of confusion was mirrored by the accused’s statement. ‘Well Madam. It seems Master Whitehall here has been doing some research into the French case study of which you and Miss Belle here were involved and he seems to have indicated some interesting material. Now if you wouldn’t mind coming with us.’ With kicking and screaming French profanities she was pulled away. ‘I do not even know your name…’ Agni muttered, tears of sheer relief falling down her face. Cael smiled and sat down on the edge of her bed. ‘I’m Ludovic. You can call me Cael. Nasty business, racism. Thought I might help you out. A murder would seriously disrupt everyone’s studies now wouldn’t it?’ She nodded with a smile. Cael looked up to the entrance of the hospital wing where he saw two familiar people walking in. ‘Ah, McDognhue! How was the potions exam? Sorry I couldn’t make it, it clashed with Charms.’ Finn looked confused ‘what are you doing here?’ ‘Ah, just chatting with miss Belle here while the lawyers speak to my brother, come along now wont you? Tell me how it went.’ ‘But I was just going to speak to Agni…’ ‘No you weren’t come along.’ He took his large friend by the arm and guided him out, leaning into the shade boy’s ear to speak to him. ‘You could have stopped it from happening.’

The exams were over and the duelling season was finally in session. The headmaster had announced that to apparently ‘relieve stress’ before the results, that parents would be invited to a weekend of duelling and tours, as well as talks with various professors of their choosing.

The halls were buzzing with students talking about the upcoming duels, especially with them being in the new, purposefully built stadium. Polly walked through the stone corridors, her heels clicking on the cobbles and sunglasses on her face; A strange look in the quickly disappearing winter chill. She had a small suitcase dragging along behind her, Jimmy the cat sat on top wearing a very loud Hawaiian shirt. ‘Miss Ephemera. Where do you think you are going dressed like that?’ She turned around to one of the professor who had spoken, a group of them being huddled together. ‘The Airport. Jimmy and I have work to do in warmer climates. And I thought, seeming as both my parents are dead, now would be an ideal time to leave. See you later losers!’ And with that she was gone.
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It was gruelling sixteen minutes but as the group of eight let their wands hang by their sides as they bowed in respect to their examiners Felicity let out a sigh of relief. It was finally over; months of struggle were over; at least until the summer exams. She left looking a little flushed but all the same relieved to be leaving. It wasn’t until she was halfway down the hall that she was painfully reminded of all the little mistakes she had made, stances that were askew, and an un-elevated wrist, the list suddenly became endless and Felicity felt sick. But there wasn’t anything to be done, she resolved that she would have to re take the exam, but for now they were done and she could get back to normality. The excitement of duelling season opening was enough to take her mind off of things, coupled with it only being a matter of time before the Endurance competitions began. She took the long way around and bumped into the students leaving the potions exam. She glided in between Finn and the shade boy, it would have normally been the perfect opportunity to get a few snide remarks in about either of them and even if it would have lightened her mood it seemed that she was too busy trying to control her nausea to be bothered with thinking of something witty. Seeing the pair walking towards the infirmary made her wonder whether the elf girl they were fighting over was getting better. But it was only a fleeting thought as she was quickly amused at the thought of how the dephormis took land from elves by flooding out their colonies with poisoned sea water.

Jacob noticed the lack or remark from the Irish witch and shrugged his shoulders, “I wonder what is wrong with her.” He wasn’t comfortable walking with Finn towards the infirmary; certain he would also be going to see Agni as well. But as the pair got close it was clear that there was some kind of a commotion and Jacob’s heart was in his throat, had something gone wrong? He picked up the pace and practically flew through the door, there were two men talking to Agni and before Jacob could ask what was going on, Whitehall’s words were ringing in his ears. He was immediately filled with anger and confusion. He was left to simmer for a while until the men had finished asking questions but once it was quiet again he pulled the curtain a little and stepped next to her bed. “Agni, what’s happening?” She looked flustered but there was something else he couldn’t put his finger on.

With the exams over James felt distinctly overwhelmed it was common at this time of year as all of his exams were written. His teaching room was full of exam papers that would need to be transferred into his office for marking, but before he could even begin marking there was the awful prospect of hundreds of parents wanting to scrutinise his method of teaching which meant that, that same as every year, he would pull out studies, facts, progress sheets and other academic nonsense that seemed to soothe the parents, they paid a lot of money for their children to study but that didn’t stop James wondering why the school would waste time on showing parents what they could be doing if they weren’t there and lessons were as normal. He shrugged his shoulders and continued to pile papers on top of each other; it couldn’t go fast enough.

Jacob looked horrified as Agni retold her story to him; he lost the colour in his face. With his hands clasped together. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you let me do something back when saw your back the first time.” Jacob looked upset, for Agni’s constant suffering and fear but he also didn’t understand why she never told him about it all; he could have helped. “I…I have to go now, I will be back tomorrow when you’re discharged.” He quickly pulled the curtain around again and was far along the corridor before he began to think again, the more he thought about Ludovic “Jumped up prick.” Knowing what was going on before him, the angrier Jacob got. He didn’t go down to dinner that day, he sat up in the common room with his head in his hands, he couldn’t fight off the worry, jealousy and guilt. He wished he had been more forceful the night he had helped her clean the wounds, if he had gotten any information then he would have been able to do something. That was when the jealousy began to eat away at him; Jacob was ashamed of his jealousy because he should just be grateful for Ludovic for having the guts to do something, but he couldn’t. There was an awful sense that he wanted to be Agni’s hero, he wanted her to see how much he cared about her.

It almost seemed as if it was a perfect morning, some of the snow was finally beginning to melt and though it was still a freezing winter morning, the sun was peaking over the trees so there was warmth. Felicity had gone for a quick run before breakfast in order to warm up for the first endurance practice of the year and was now stretching. She had caught wind that Poly had left for a while in order to make some money the demorphis way, Felicity was going to miss her sass and outrageous nature but envied her for being able to reach warmer climates. After a couple of minutes a few of her team mates were walking down the lawn of the school grounds towards the edge of the woods so she decided to join them. Once the team were all together it was decided that to warm the team up they would do a simple hunter-gatherer style task, the pair with the most enchanted items collected won. Expecting to be paired with Ludovic straight away, Felicity didn’t look too impressed to be paired with second year girl who she hardly knew. But neither the less the task was under way and the pair set off quickly, Felicity had hoped the her partner was better at charms than her but it seemed that she had been paired with the only person on the team to have retaken first tier charms twice. Felicity bared it for a while but when her partner failed to collect yet another item she stopped her and looked up at the tree in front of them, noticing Cael and his partner were having a bit more luck. “This is getting ridiculous. Look, you see that item up there, I bet you three Jacks that I can reach it without using magic faster than you can cast a charm to get it down.” The girl looking suitably offended agreed to the challenge and pulled her wand out. Felicity took a few steps back and took a run up to the tree, launching herself from the trunk and grabbing the closest branch Felicity pulled herself up, she quickly climbed the next few sets of branches until she was near the top. Looking down she could see her partner still struggling and as expected Felicity got the charm and hopped from branch to branch until dropping to the floor. “See? Oh no I don’t actually want your money.” Felicity turned around to Ludovic “I want to change partners.”
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Post  Outrageous. on Fri Jan 25, 2013 8:19 am

Ludovic left the hospital wing feeling pretty good inside. He enjoyed helping the poor and unfortunate, and he was beginning to see the elf girl as a person he would very readily get on with; an amusing half-wit, like Finn. He was soon reminded that he would have to take his potions exam very soon, but was accosted in the hallway by one of the twins on the endurance team. ‘Alright mate?’ ‘Don’t call me that.’ ‘Alright Whitehall? Was just thinking that since after spring break we have the championships we should get some practice in before duelling starts, unless you’re too busy with that already?’ Cael smiled, knowing that he had been practicing for a good couple of months already. ‘Yeah sounds good. You can pair with me if you like?’ The older lad looked puzzled ‘Yeah but, don’t you usually pair with Moran?’ Ludovic smiled ‘I think I’ll pair her with Sophie.’ ‘But, that’d be… oh… oh I see, a little game plan have we Whitehall? Good one, good one. See you later mate!’ He sighed at being referred to as his friend again before making his way once again to the dungeons.
Agni was so confused, one minute she was ready for her life to be ended in a few short seconds, the next she was elated to be rescued by her new saviour. When she saw Jacob, she was so completely happy that her eyes began to overflow with tears, she saw him and the reality of what happened set in. As soon as he got closer, she flung her arms around his neck. ‘Jake, I… Whitehall he, I do not know what… Everything has happened so quickly…’ between the sobs she was able to smile, pulling away and wiping her eyes on her sleeve. “Agni, what’s happening?” she looked up to him, knowing that she’d have to tell him. He’d been so frosty with her since they’d left France and gone their separate ways, it was never the right time to tell him. However, when she opened her mouth, it all started to come out, the French school, the girls, what happened to her, what happened to her cousin and how the other boy must have known about it. She looked up to his face after finishing, all at once realising how he was feeling by the stormy look on his face. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you let me do something back when saw your back the first time.” she was upset that he looked so distraught, and his sad questions led her to stutter. ‘I…I…’ she didn’t know what to say to him, she didn’t know that he would be so upset by it. His prompt excusal upset her a little too much. She pulled the little winter flowers from her hair, they were still bright as if first picked due to her elven life force. A tear rolled down her cheek, hitting the soft white petals of Jacob’s gift. How could she be so sad after being saved from death?
The day of endurance practice came and Cael was all ready, he had jogged in the morning and was now waiting for his partner to arrive. As soon as everyone was there he explained the simple warm up task before assigning the teams. ‘And Connors, you’ll be with Moran today. Finally Dean, you’re with me.’ He grinned at Felicity’s reaction to being paired with someone else, it was some kind of sick pleasure in torturing her with Connors, and the fact that she expected to be with him. She expected to be his partner and looked put out when it was announced she wasn’t. Ludovic made it clear to his partner that he would be in his other form throughout the training task. It was illegal to do this in actual Escorial, but he had been in his human form for so long that he needed to stretch out his powers, especially before duelling. They were about ten minutes into it when they stumbled upon Moran and Connors. The two boys stopped what they were doing to witness the spectacle and chuckle to themselves. That was until Moran turned and demanded to swap partners. Cael looked down at her, having swiftly morphed back to his human state. ‘No.’ her reaction was as overheated as ever. ‘I mean No. You cannot. I cannot help it if both you and Connors here are useless at charms. Sorry Connors.’ The other girl shrugged, accepting her fate willingly. Her reply was on the defensive side more than the offensive, that indicated to him that he had struck a nerve, but just loving to see her squirm, he pushed it too far before he could stop himself. ‘Before you go. I was wondering if you could please enlighten me as to how you are planning on kicking my arse as you so aptly put it, when nobody will be able to see past yours?’ He could see it, that little twitch in her that told him he had pushed it too far again, she snapped and before he knew it she was on top of him, frantically beating him. He didn’t take it, throwing her off him, wildly grappling for her hair and pushing her away, finally pinning her to the floor sat on top of her whilst holding her wrists against the bark. It was silent for a moment while they gasped for breath; he glanced down, finding himself extraordinarily close to her. He caught her eye, staring into hers, the green seeming to pool. His steely grey eyes never changed, unreadable as ever. He leaned in a little closer, feeling her breath on his cheek. His face changed from unreadable to triumphant. Smirking he whispered in a voice only she could hear. ‘I’ll always win. Felicity.’ The way her first name rolled off his tongue sounded jarringly natural, but also starkly patronizing. He knew she wouldn’t stay pinned for long and sure enough he was tearing her off him again, taking every chance to doge her blows and try and get her off of her feet. Suddenly he felt tugging at his shirt and was hauled away from her by the twins, the rest of the team being occupied with containing the girl.
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Post  Rosé on Wed Jan 30, 2013 8:27 am

Felicity could leave all the comments about her lack of skills because for all Ludovic knew she was going to beat him hands down in the upcoming duels but his final comment made her snap, it wasn’t overtly obvious for everyone to see, but what she did next made her feelings very clear. Without a moment’s thought she threw herself towards him, her fist clenched and ready to strike. Using the back of her forearm Felicity knocked Ludovic to the floor with ease and now on top of him began to punch him wildly, the ferocity of each fist was enough for Felicity to lose her breath; she continued to fight him as she was thrown of him, struggling wildly as he finally got a hold on her wrists. She stopped moving however as his eye caught hers. She couldn’t even guess what he was thinking but knew all too well that that her eyes were furiously burning with anger, but she too was silent for a moment, her eyes widened as he leant in closer. The lull of silence was quickly broken as she shrieked “You bastard!” and began to thrash wildly and managing to knock Ludovic off balance and her assault continued, she was close to throwing a punch that could have easily knocked Ludovic unconscious but two of the older members of the endurance team grabbed her by the shoulders and began to pull her further away from the clearing, another two following, one boy trying to calm her down, the other taking her wand away, just in case.

Jacob was still simmering away slowly, thinking over and over what had happened to Agni and the guilt built up inside of him with each rotation; he couldn’t believe that he had been so ignorant to everything; too self centred. How could he have not seen the fear in her eyes? Now he knew, everything looked so obvious. He had to find Agni and talk to her before the chaos of the parent’s visit kicked in. But he didn’t know whether she would have been released from the infirmary yet. He went there first but there was no sign of her. Looking out the window he noticed that the snow was starting to melt away, not by much but there were signs of life amongst it; new shoots and leaves. It then sprung to mind ‘The greenhouses.’ He went as quickly as he could and sure enough found her there. He looked through the window of the door before slowly pushing it open and tip-toeing in. He made himself known with a quiet cough, not wanting to spring out of nowhere. He waited for her to turn around with a half hearted smile. Once again he didn’t know what to say. He was so sorry for everything, but knew that his words weren’t going to be enough. He caught her eye and opened his mouth to speak but instead walked forward and wrapped his arms around her. “Sorry isn’t enough.”

Felicity had completely forgotten about her parents visiting over the weekend, she died a little bit inside as a letter arrived, reminding her about it. She was sat in the hall for breakfast and had gone pale. Without Polly there to lighten the mood with her sassy attitude she crumpled the letter into her pocket and swiftly left the hall to her dorm hall. With the lessons still relaxed as the exams for some of the upper years weren’t done she decided to completely clean her area in the dorms. She had made an agreement with her mother that if she could manage living communally she would pay for a private dorm room. But part of living communally was keeping it clean and tidy; but her mother’s idea of tidy was militant and Felicity was far from meeting those standards but she had to hurry if she was going to make the duelling meeting just after midday.

Jacob had woken up late and had to rush to get to the duelling initiation; everyone knew the basics of duelling from their prepatory schools but it was the act of showing up that mattered, plus it also gave everyone a chance to see who they were partnered with. Felicity turned up early, giving up on the idea of being moved from the squalor of shared accommodation until next year. At least she now had a chance to prove herself when it came to charms. After the initial speech she looked over to the tournament board, it was going to take place over Friday and Saturday evening. She looked at who she was pitted against and was relatively pleased until she realised that Ludovic and herself were placed in the same vein so would have to fight each other in the semi finals if they were going to win. She looked over to him and wasn’t intimidated, remembering all too well what happened the day before. Felicity noticed Jacob was stood on his own and decided to see who he was pitted against. “Maybe see you in the final.” She mumbled, but Jacob wasn’t interested. “No offence, but it isn’t you who I want to duel.” He glanced over to Ludovic and Felicity raised an eyebrow. “Good luck with that, shade.”

It was that evening that parents began arriving so it was no surprise that Felicity had lost the clothes that Polly had customised and was neatest she had been since arriving at the school. She sat in the hall after dinner reading one of her books concerning lost magical tribes and their cultures where a familiar voice echoed throughout the quiet room. There were parents and students alike in the hall, so no one turned around or paid particular notice. But Felicity stood slowly, unlike the rest of the students greeting their parents. With now impeccable posture she walked over to her mother and father who were stood in the entrance. Her mother surveyed the scene whilst her father looked down to his only daughter. “How wonderful to see you, my darling.” His facial expression betrayed his happiness to see his daughter, looking rather sternly at her. “Shall we take a walk? It is awfully stuffy and crowded.” Her mother chimed in. Felicity nodded and before she left the room, turned around to look around the room. Everyone looked so happy and at ease, Felicity was only overwhelmed with a crippling discomfort. She saw Ludovic walk in and wondered if his world famous parents would make an appearance. Jacob’s mother and father were late as always but he had expected it, living as a shade had constant complications in modern magical society. Sat opposite to Agni he smiled a little. “It’s a shame your dad couldn’t make it, I would have liked to have seen him again.”
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Post  Outrageous. on Sun Apr 21, 2013 7:38 am

Ludovic went to the great hall that evening and attempted to pick at a poached egg but couldn’t stomach it; somehow he wasn’t in the mood. He needed to be active, to be out doing something. He pushed his plate with the singular domed egg to the side and instead went back to his room and donned his running gear, making the great lake look like a knest pitch with the amount of laps he did. There was a duels meeting in the evening of the next day which was compulsory and seeming as his brother was being transferred to a magical hospital in Norway paid for of course by his father and arranged by his parent’s personal assistants, never themselves, he thought it appropriate to visit him a little less. He didn’t expect that his parents would turn up to the duelling within the next week, they were very busy and Eleanor and Vlad always told him how absent they were from their school days. His run was exhausting and afterwards he took full opportunity of his large en suite to take himself an ice-bath to soothe his aching muscles.

Agni didn’t quite know what to do when she was discharged. She had been given a talk by the headmaster and her head of house about what had happened with the French girl, assuring her that mistakes like that wouldn’t happen again and that she would be compensated when the court case came through, kindly handled by her knight in shining armour. She had no idea why the Whitehall boy had helped her, he always came across as a little rude whenever any of the other girls would talk to him, or anyone really. With nothing to do, she went to her dorm room and got changed into a large shirt and a pair of leggings, pinning her hair back with a long plait she decided she would go back down to the greenhouses to give her a little comfort. She had no idea where her wand had gone, and had the sneaking suspicion that it was at the bottom of the great lake. No doubt her compensation money would pay for a new one to save her dad having to do it again. She thought it might be easier to pick the lock with a hairpin rather than trying to climb through the window on account of how accident prone she was. She was soon inside and snuggled on the floor amongst the vines of a black-eyes susan plant, the colour of the petals matching the glow of her eyes. She had been there for a while and was just about to drift off, her bare feet tucked underneath her, when she heard familiar footsteps approach the greenhouse. She opened her eyes wide but decided to shut them again, hoping he would go away if he thought she was asleep. He didn’t however and announced his arrival with a small cough. The plants recoiled from her as she opened her eyes once more and turned to look up at him. She stood up, he looked lost for words and had a glazed look in his eye that was never a good sign. ‘Jake…?’ she asked quietly, her shoulders rolled over in a very timid way, very unlike how she would have been with him merely a month ago. “Sorry isn’t enough.” she was about to open her mouth to speak again when her breath was taken away by his embrace. She stood in shock for a few moments before wriggling out from his arms. ‘N… no… Polly will be unhappy. She is my friend and you, you are my friend too. You did nothing wrong, you do not have to apologise.’ Her large eyes were directed at the floor the entire time she spoke to him, shuffling her feet a little. She was a little surprised to the information that Polly had ended it with him before going away to some unnamed place but not unhappy. She was still a little confused with how he had treated her. ‘I’m sorry that she did that. She is unpredictable. I do not understand, why, what happened at Christmas… you ignored me, I don’t understand…’ listening to his response, she crinkled her nose, frowning a little. She could tell he was holding something from her; however she wasn’t expecting what it was. The elf girl almost fell over in sheer astonishment. ‘Excuse Moi!? Zut Ahlors!’ without warning, she burst into a fit of uncontrollable giggles, clutching her sides from the hilarity, her face and neck fully flushed in red. ‘You think… with your brother?! I… No!!’ with another laugh she threw her arms around Jacob’s shoulders, tears rolling down her cheeks from the laughter. ‘Jacob, you are almost as gullible as I am…’

Throughout exam season, Finn had kept his head down in order to study, seeming as he hadn’t listened to a word of teaching all of his time there. After he had put the pen down on his last exam however he was looking forward to getting himself a little piece of ass. During duelling season the girls were always extra excited over almost anything, which would make his particular talent in storytelling even more of a chick scorer. He had been working hard on his technique when a letter reminding him of his grandfather’s visit came to him in the morning at breakfast. ‘Ah! Me granddaddy’s coming tonight!’ he exclaimed with a clap of his hands, his friend however was too busy staring down the competition for his first duel however.

The evening soon came along where the parents of the students were arriving in their droves. When Jacob’s parents turned up, Agni was eventually left at a table on her own reading a book about classifications of British vegetables and the season to cook them in. She wasn’t alone for long however as she soon felt a being sit down next to her. Looking up, she saw the Whitehall boy who had come to her rescue. She didn’t say anything however; too worried that he had gone back to his usual self. Cael had decided that he had taken a shining to the girl; she interested him and reminded him a lot like Finn when he was younger. Finley had informed him that she was his childhood friend, and so he decided to sit with her upon his lonely evening. ‘Are your parents working too?’ he asked, looking around the room at all the students embracing their parents. ‘No.’ she replied with a smile, putting a finger on her page and closing her book. ‘My father is working, my mother is dead.’ Ludovic looked at her, his eyes a little shocked but the rest of his expression stony. ‘That is unfortunate.’ Agni smiled ‘Yes, I suppose it is.’ They looked at each other for a small moment before a strange moment. Cael began to grin, which slowly turned into a small chuckle which soon infected the elven girl too. The laughter subsided and Cael stood, holding out his hand. ‘Miss Belle, I do not believe I know your first name.’ she stood and reciprocated his action, shaking his hand with a warm grin. ‘My name is Agatcher, but usually people do call me Agni.’ ‘Delightful. Well Agni, you may call me Cael. Or Ludovic. Hell! You can even call me Phillip if you like. Lovely to meet you.’
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Post  Rosé on Mon Apr 22, 2013 6:18 am

“Críostóir, will you stop that.” Verity snapped, pointing to the way he was walking, his arms folded behind his back and chest extended; exuberating superiority with each step he took. “It just feels wonderful to be back, where it all began; a legacy was born here, and perhaps yours will soon unfold Felicity.” She looked out over the great lake, trying not to roll her eyes or let out a disgruntled sigh, it had only been a matter of time before the topic of her academic success came into question. She was well aware that it was her parents only intention to see her excel whilst at the school and she appreciated the no nonsense approach; but her father in particular was unreasonable and unforgiving. His attention was caught by a figure running at this time in the evening. “Now who is that lad out there then? You should’a been out jogging tonight.” Felicity stopped behind her parents and quickly realised it was Whitehall. “That’s Ludovic Whitehall, daddy. And if I were out there runnin’ I wouldn’t have greeted you and I would have just been scolded for being impolite.” Her quip hadn’t gone unnoticed, her father turning around and without a second thought grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, he words slow and gravelly “Now listen to me, you may not be in me house but I am puttin you through this school for you to be the best, not to back chat; clear?” Felicity wasn’t as used to being physically reprimanded as she had been and her reply was taught. “Yes sir, sorry daddy.” Her words were strangled and through gritted teeth but it was enough to ease his temper. Verity cooly changed the subject to calm the mood. “A Whitehall boy you say my love…” She slowed to look at him a little. “And what a fine young man they have produced again, do you socialise with him?” “A little, he is my Escorial partner.” That was enough to keep her parents happy for now, but she was going to have to make the final of the duelling tournament to keep her parents happy and perhaps overlook her possible fail in her charms exam.

It wasn’t until the next morning that Jacob received word that his parents were delayed and wouldn’t arrive until later Friday evening but would try their hardest to make it to the duelling tournament. He didn’t mind, he was still on a high from Agni’s comforting words; though his brother was in for a serious beating next time they would catch up; he had been gullible and stupid but was thankful that Agni could see the funny side of things. He looked for Agni in the morning but didn’t see her around, before he could prepare for the duelling he had a knest practise that was well overdue. He hated to admit that his team was a shambles but it was the best they had; each player had individual strength and they could all play, it was their teamwork that was lacking. He could only be grateful that there wasn’t a match that week.

Felicity sat looking at her lunch with great disdain, with her parents around she had to eat real food, her plate was overwhelmed with green vegetables, egg whites and other boring things that she would have rather gone without, but with her parents sat opposite she could hardly play around with it for much longer. “Don’t be such a baby.” Her father laughed, pushing the plate closer to Felicity. “You will get nowhere if you don’t eat properly.” Felicity looked around the hall and with the seating nearly doubled it was nearly impossible to hear her own thoughts, let alone what her parents were saying; she didn’t reply and again her Father saw fit to put his foot down. This time Felicity looked around with embarrassment; had anyone paid any notice?

It came to Friday evening and duels were set to start, Jacob looked out to where all the students and parents were sat and noticed his mother waving and his father sat next to her. It gave him an extra push to do well. “Bloody hell.” He didn’t often get nervous but he had one target, to show Ludovic he could stand well in a duel; even if he wasn’t a part of the endurance team or in an excelled class. A couple of duels had gone and it was time for Jacob to step into the stadium. It was completely silent and all Jacob could hear was his own breath as wands were raised and ten paces were taken. On the count of two the pair turned to face each other. The third year he was facing wasn’t given a second; Jacob went straight in on the assault, the room bellowed with the sound of thunder and the crack of spells and charms clashing against one and another through all of the excitement; the duel itself was short lived. He bowed to his partner when it was signalled he had won, looking into the crowd he saw Agni and smiled.
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Cael had been watching Felicity and her parents from afar, he had spotting them out walking when he was on his jog and had not liked the way her father treated her, but still, at least her parents were there to watch her performance, his parents, of course, were too busy to attend. He had spent the rest of the afternoon with the Agni girl, walking around the gardens and sharing stories about their home-life. Cael’s duels didn’t start until the following day; the parents were set to stay in some of the higher towers while the students would be in their usual rooms, although the commotion and tension was intense. The first round of duels were set to be in the evening, Cael had promised to watch them with Agni and Finn in the stalls of the new arena.

‘The Arena’ or stadium as it was more fondly called by the newer students had been built especially for duels. It was a world-class, Olympian sized duelling space, with the duelling podium centre of the room. A long, stone, raised promenade with two rounded ends on either side, stairs leading up to them for the duelling partners to stand on. Around the outside was a space for medical professionals to access if necessary, but otherwise a place evacuated while duelling was in progress. The ‘danger zone’ as it was called was separated off by a large metal fence from the pit; a place students could stand and watch the duel. Around the pit was the raised seating, above the seating on each end were large screens showing close-ups and different angles of the action on the podium and filmed by small animated cameras with wings that flew around the duelling area. And then there were the private boxes and referee’s boxes. The whole arena was impressive and a place where professionals would love to book during the holidays to hold their duels, something the students were always anticipating. Agni, Cael and Finn made their way down to the stadium a little early in order to get their place right against the grate of the pit, something the elf girl had been particularly keen about all afternoon. ‘So you’re part of our gang then eh wee lassie?’ Finn directed at Agni with a light punch to the arm. She frowned, rubbing where he had hit her. ‘No. I am still not speaking to you.’ Cael smirked a little, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. ‘Now you see, this girl has her priorities straight.’ All three of them laughed, Finn had a large cup of drink which was the only thing that perhaps wasn’t dwarfed by his gigantic hands. When the duels were about to begin, Finn left Cael and Agni to go and sit with his grandfather in the ring seats.

The duels begun with a big show, the headmaster opening the duelling season, fireworks, music, screaming clapping and cheering as the partners entered the podium. The shade boy’s duels came later on in the night. Ludovic smiled as he entered, Agni screaming in his hear, the colours of her house streaked along her pale face. He had no qualms with the boy apart from he was about as pig-headed as Finn and as oblivious as a blinkered unicorn. He had hoped he would rescue the elf girl himself but had instead left Cael with his extensive legal team to do it. But no matter, he had gained a friend. Watching the duel was a good chance to eye up the competition. Jacob had strengths in both defence and charms which was interesting. He hadn’t face an opponent like that so far but was sure with the ease of defeat that he had finished his opponent in the evening that he would be meeting him in a duel at some point. He only had very basic blocking skills but was still not too worried. He was after all, going to win. With an arm around Agni, who was shouting for absolute joy that her shade friend had won, Ludovic smiled with a grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes as he stared down his future duelling partner. Agni was thrilled to have a new friend to share the excitement of the duels with. She was absolutely thrilled when Jacob was announced the winner, jumping and shouting and waving for him, smiling broadly when she caught his eye. She couldn’t wait to congratulate him afterward, but was sure that his parents would like to do so beforehand. After the first day of duels, it was soon clear that whoever made it through the next day would be battling with either Jacob or a third year in the semi-finals. Agni was absolutely delighted by it all; Finn and his grandfather however were much less impressed. It was a sport that neither of them were really interested in.

Cael left Agni alone after the duelling was done. He decided to make his way straight out to the lower courtyard to practice. He was still in his shirt, but removed his tie and rolled up his sleeves, his slightly dishevelled look catching the eyes of mothers and daughters that walked past, to the despair of their husbands and fathers. He started off with a few crowd pleasing conjuring charms at first; it was rather difficult to practice on the harder things without an opponent. His technique on all his charms was perfection, he hardly broke a sweat. It wasn’t until he heard a voice that he realised he was being watched. He turned swiftly and soon crafted a charming smile, sweeping his hair back before holding out his hand towards Mrs Moran, kissing her on each cheek when she took it. ‘Delightful to meet you Madam, and what an honour to be meeting you Sir, I have read so much about you both.’ He shook her father’s hand sternly. ‘oh, it's a pleasure, lovely to finally meet you.‘ her mother chimed, while her father only complimented his talents. ‘Yes, it's wonderful to meet a young wizard of your calibre, we are already hearing very good things about you Mr. Whitehall.’ the young man smiled again ‘I’m glad to hear it, I hope you enjoyed watching the duelling this evening, oh! How terribly rude of me, you must be here looking for a place to practice, I could move somewhere else if you wish?’ upon their hurried refusals he smiled again, glancing over to their daughter who seemed to be praying for the ground to swallow her up, the squirming only gave him a sick kind of satisfaction. Suddenly he remembered something in his bag that he had not found the time to give to Felicity at an earlier date. ‘Ah, if you will excuse me for a moment, I have something that arrived for Miss Moran just two days away, I think it might perhaps be useful to practice with before duels tomorrow.’ He turned, walking towards his leather satchel, pulling out a beautiful wooden carved box. He straightened up and walked back over to her, holding it out with a slight bow, gesturing to the top panel with his finger and saying in a hushed voice ‘I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of having the box and holsters made for you. I hope I spelled your name right.’ On the top panel of the box was her name written in intricately carved gold lettering. It oozed expense, even the thigh holster, a place he had noted she preferred to carry her wand, was impressive, he couldn’t help but mention as her parents peered at it. ‘Ah that is dragon leather. Grey WidowMaker specifically. Fireproof. I thought that may come in handy as attack spells usually contain fire rather than water.’ He turned to her parents, conscious of their gazes ‘I do hope I am not seen to be taking liberties, my father scheduled my adult wand fitting and I thought it appropriate for my Escorial partner to have a wand of similar excellence to showcase her… unique talents.’

Agni had looked all over for Jacob after Cael had left her to practice for his rounds the next day. She assumed he was getting a lot of attention in the house common room but when she went there, people informed her that he left a while ago. She instead went up to her dorm room, a place she hadn’t been in a while. She kept her side immaculate; it looked like nobody lived there. The girls she shared the room with were there and smiled broadly as soon as she got in. ‘Agni! Hey welcome back!’ they each hugged her lightly, they were pleasant girls that never meant any harm. ‘Did you enjoy the duels? We saw you there with the Whitehall boy, you’re so lucky.’ ‘Yeah! What I’d give to have his arm around me like that!’ Agni smiled ‘Oh, he is just a friend, I do not see why everybody thinks he is so attractive.’ The girls giggled ‘Yeah, only because you’ve got a soft spot for the creepy second year shade boy.’ Agni laughed again, shaking her head ‘No. no…’ the girls smiled, sitting her down ‘Well, he did good today, despite how creepy he and his family are.’ Agni was about to say something when the other girl cut her off. ‘Can we do your hair?’ the other girl nodded in earnest ‘Yeah, I’ve wanted to curl it since I first saw you! It’d look so cute!’ Agni’s eyes were terrified, but the girls didn’t take no for an answer.

A few hours later, with Agni’s hair refusing to curl, the girls had settles for a series of basket braids, normal plaits, backcombed areas, crimped parts and all manner of concoction. They seemed very pleased with each area, even if they didn’t quite work as a collective. ‘Oh that was fun!’ they yawned. Agni smiled still a little traumatized. Everyone else was already asleep and it was pretty late. Agni bid the girls goodnight, pulled on a pair of lather trousers that she Polly had given her and a white tee-shirt, grabbing a towel and a comb from her drawer. Making her way down stairs to where she usually spent her nights (curled up in the closet that was now overrun with plants). The doors of the common room had been locked seeming as it was so late, however someone always left a window open for any stragglers. Agni pulled a stool over from one side of the room and placed it in front of the roaring fireplace, then grabbing a large metal bowl that she usually used to replanting, emptying the soil out of it and washing it out, then filling it back up with clean water and carrying out to rest on the stool. She then looked around a little to make sure she was alone before pulling off her shirt. Her black bra was doing little more than cover her. She had always been flat-chested due to the bandaging she wore for her scars and her being half elf. She hardly ever wore a bra but when she did it wasn't all that spectacular. Curling her spine over, she dipped her now upbraided hair into the water, making sure all of it was covered. She had remembered to take out her piercings beforehand and to wrap a towel around her neck. She hated the water, and her experience with the lake only made her hate it even more. She thanked her ancestors every day for Jacob rescuing her from the water. Pulling her hair out of the water and arching her back, it hit her back and sent a shiver down her as the cold water dripped down her scars. She heard something behind her and with a gasp, quickly turned around, clasping the towel to her chest. There was water in her ears and they were never as sensitive to sound when that happened. What she had heard was only the window being thrust open by the wind. She walked over to it, it was raining heavily outside, thunder clouds forming and lightning occasionally lighting up the dark common room. She shut the window and turned around just as a crash of lightning flooded the windows. She gasped, the figure facing her scaring the wits out of her.
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Post  Rosé on Wed Apr 24, 2013 10:27 am

It wasn’t until Jacob had walked down the stairs and out of the arena that he had noticed what was going on. He had seen Ludovic stood next to Agni but hadn’t noticed where his arm was; his saw Ludovic’s smile and suddenly his heart sank; the adrenaline rush from making the semi-finals was lost. It seemed he just couldn’t win when it came to affection. But sure enough for the time being his parents would sing his praises. Lorelai ran up to her son, her smile beaming “My baby! You did so well!” Jacob cracked a smile as his father walked up behind his wife. “Yes well done, you are doing us proud I can see!” Jacob laughed; the joke being his father was completely blind. “But Jacob please be careful! You’re not hurt are you?” He grinned, “Not really, but that stun charm wasn’t pleasant.” He took his mother’s arm and walked with his parents down the hall. Lorelai was quizzing Jacob on all of the girls in his classes when his father chimed in. “Jacob, we won’t be able to stay for all of tomorrow you remember? We will be able to watch you duel but will have to leave after that.” Jacob nodded, not happy about them leaving so soon but he knew it was necessary. “Oh my darling!” His mother squeaked “Don’t be so sad, you know we have ‘business’ to attend to back at home and besides, you know we’re not much like in these circles of family.” Jacob nodded again; it wasn’t fashionable to be associated to a family notorious for dark magic and all manner of questionable activity. He excused himself from his parents’ company for a while, promising to see them for a bit longer before the duel. The more he tried to push away he thought of Ludovic weaselling his way around Agni the more frustrated he became. He went straight to the common room where people began to congratulate his success and ask him questions.

Felicity had been guaranteed a place in the semi-final from the performance from her first two duels that evening. As she stepped down from the podium a group of medics were taking away her opponent to the infirmary. The was little that could wipe away the grim smile from her face; people always mocked defence charms in the ignorance that they didn’t aid a fight in any other way than keeping a wizard safe from an opponent in the same way a shield or barrier would, and to a degree they were right; but it was how this barrier was used that really made the difference. Felicity had proven that with her second opponent. A fourth year girl who had reached the finals of the school’s duelling championship and had represented her house in several inter-school tournaments. But Felicity knew her younger brother from prepatory school and knew all too well, like most opponents, she focused on too heavily on offensive charms and the speed that they were cast. She replayed the duel; how she had deflected several charms in the first few moments and shot several back with ease. It was fast paced and before Felicity’s opponent knew what was coming she was halfway down the promenade deflecting each charm that came at her with the flick of her wrist; then she saw the panic in the girl’s eyes. It was that flicker of uncertainty and doubt that allowed Felicity to use one of her own sequences. “Volte!” She shouted and tip of her wand became blindingly bright and a loud bang resonated through arena; but Felicity remained un-phased, her partner cast a charm but misfired, sending a burst of heat hurtling into the metal grating and a squeal from the audience. Felicity continued to walk forwards, her now shaken opponent stepping backwards and again misfiring. Cornered at the end of her podium the older girl aggressively cast a reverberating fire charm but, Felicity’s winning sequence came to a close as she shouted “Evenita!” And the loud thum of her opponent’s charm fell quiet; Felicity had cast a dark shadow about herself that seemed to have absorbed the charm entirely. “Kah!” Felicity thrust her wand forward and the destructive force of her opponent’s charm was sent hurtling straight back; knocking her clear off of the podium. She had bowed and left the Promenade to an uproar of cheers and applause. She felt confident; that is until her parents made their way down from their private box, meeting her in the hallway.
“Well done Felicity.” Verity held her hands together appreciatively, she was proud of her daughter’s achievements and knew fully well that if she continued performing the way she did that she would reach the finals without a doubt, but Christopher seemed to be focused more on what could be improved. “Thank you ma.” Felicity turned to her father who’s expression was as unreadable as ever. “Why didn’t you use evexua?” “Father I…” She was cut off quickly. “No no no, I don’t need to hear excuses, your first duel was weak and if it had been anyone else I highly doubt you would have made it through the first round at all!” Felicity didn’t speak after that, “Come on, look I will show you.” The three made their way out to the lower courtyard and Christopher took out his wand and began to show Felicity numerous ways in which she could have improved her sequencing. “And for the love of… are you listening to me? You need to use more sophisticated charms, you can’t rely on stunning or surprising your opponents every time; that will become your weakness…” Felicity stopped paying attention to her father when she saw Ludovic walk into the courtyard, Christopher was far too preoccupied with retelling his techniques to even notice. “Oh bloody ‘ell” Felicity sighed as she noticed him walking over. She was prepared to just collapse on the spot if needed. She watched Ludovic with utter disdain as he oozed charm and writhed with embarrassment as her parents continued to talk to him as if he was the next celebrity of the western wizarding world.

As she was handed the box, Felicity froze, she had completely forgotten about the wand, and as genuinely grateful she was, the knowledge that her parents were breathing down her neck was enough to make her physically sick. “Oh… dragon you say.” She couldn’t look up from the floor and was speaking through gritted teeth. “Thank you.” She made eye contact with Ludovic for a moment. Her parents seemed to be besides themselves with gratitude, her mother genuinely so for the gesture and knowing how much the holster alone cost let alone the wand. “Maybe it’ll make you listen more, oh I don’t even think a wand can do that.” Her father spent the next few moments insisting that Ludovic give Felicity a few pointers. But she was about to burst into a fit of tears or perhaps rage. She couldn’t tell so made an excuse to leave. “Oh! I have to see professor Laurendale before… ah... I will find you tomorrow.” She turned to Ludovic, “Thank you, again.” But in a moment she was already halfway out of the courtyard doors and down the hallway in a flash. With wand box in hand she mad a dash for the common room and fell onto one of the sofas with a deep exhale. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

He chatted for a while but it was clear that he was distracted and he soon continued to his private room and changed into his knest kit. At least there was something that he genuinely excelled in. But with his thoughts all over the place, Jacob took longer than he thought, practising in the dark, even if only to let off a little pent up energy. But by the time he had managed to put away all of the equipment he was left in complete darkness and realised what the time must be. There were several cracks of thunder that brought on a fine misty rain. He smirked and mumbled “I can manage a bit of drizzle.” But after a few minutes of walking across the grass the drizzle turned into heavy drops of rain and then within minutes again a heavy shower turned into what felt like a monsoon. “Bloody hell!” Jacob shouted loudly as he broke into a jog. Knowing fully well he was going to have to climb into the common room, risking a slippery fall. He looked up at the three story climb, he normally shrugged it off, but he was feeling cold and was already soaked through. “Right.” Jacob gripped the metal guttering and began to pull himself upwards. The window was closed and he cursed under his breath, with any luck it was unlocked or he was breaking in. Clambering onto the slanted roof was hard enough in the torrential rain but he now needed to get past Agni without being seen; he was more of a state than usual and not in the mood to mess around. Jacob pushed the window open slowly and nigh on slid through the window and landed softly, he was just about past Agni when the window blew completely open. He froze in his tracks as she turned around. “Hey.” Jacob smiled but suddenly realised Agni’s lack of shirt and his gaze rocketed skywards. “Sorry…sorry, you don’t have ah uh…” Her arms wrapped around him and he squeaked “Shirt!!” Jacob laughed, “I think it’s in that… bowl?” He sighed, looking down to his clothes, he wasn’t going to be able to help. “No, don’t be silly, you can’t put that back on.” Jacob took the white tee shirt. “Come on, I’ll grab you a hoodie or something.” He gestured for her to follow him, opening the door to his room and closed it behind the pair, turning on the lights he laughed. “Sorry about the mess.” There being text books and papers scattered about the place. He grabbed his Escorial jumper from the end of his bed and managed to drop it over Agni, her head popping the top. “Yeah, it wasn’t ever going to be a perfect fit.” He paused, watching her as he sat on his bed. “Well, sit down then, anywhere, here?” Jacob pointed to next to him. There was a silence until the cool of Agni’s hair grazed his shoulder. “Here.” Jacob picked up a brush from his bedside table and turned around to be behind her. “Sophia always freaked if she slept on wet hair, said it would tangle.” Jacob took small pieces of hair and began to comb them through. “I’m not doing it a hundred times though.”
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Re: The Final Circle

Post  Outrageous. on Thu Apr 25, 2013 11:57 am

Agni jumped when she realised it was Jacob, clasping at her chest to indicate her fright. ‘Zut Alhors Jake! You did scare me!’ she ignored all his strange muttering and ran over to wrap her arms around his neck and squeeze him ‘Oh I was so happy when you did win today! It was so nice were your parents glad also?’ It was only when he squeaked about her absence of shirt that she realised, turning bright red and almost leaping back off of him. ‘Oh. Oh goodness, where did I… Well don’t just look at me! Where did I put it… in the bowl… oh… oh no…’ she ran over and lifted out her soaked through shirt. She began in embarrassment to wring it out, but to seemingly no avail. She was about to put it on anyway when Jacob mentioned borrowing his clothes, and without a second thought, began following him up to his room. When the lights were turned on to Jacob’s room all she could do was let her mouth drop. It was very messy, not at all like her bedroom at home. When she said bedroom however, she meant the one she hardly ever slept in due to the spare room being converted into a botanical garden. The next thing she knew, everything went dark and she re-emerged in something the size of a duvet. She wiggled her arms around in the air, the ends of the sleeves flapping aimlessly, she giggled watching them. “Yeah, it wasn’t ever going to be a perfect fit.” She laughed and watched as he sat down, not getting the hint and eventually having to be told to sit. ‘Oh yes, excuse me…’ she perched herself down on the edge of the bed and looked around the room a little before watching him reach for the hair brush. ‘I did not know you owned a comb Jacob!’ she teased, before leaning back into him and letting him brush her hair. ‘My hair does not tangle, I am half elf… I do brush it one hundred times before I sleep though.’ His refusal made her laugh. ‘Yes you are or else how will I ever sleep? I will have to do it again myself and then my arms will hurt!’ she insisted with another wiggle of her sleeves. She sighed, leaning back into him and reflecting on the happenings of the evening. ‘You know, I could never do anything like that, like wand things, usually I am terrible at charms. Or anything. I have a box of broken wands at my house, they are much less than my list of lost wands… like my one at the bottom of the lake… your parents were pleased no?’ She was happy listening to him talk. His Escorial jumped was so warm and cosy, she felt like falling asleep but managed to keep herself awake to listen to him and count how many times he had brushed her hair. ‘Alright, you may stop now, I think it is almost dry and you have now brushed it for enough times. If you brush it once more Jacob I am warning you! You will have to do ninety nine more brushes! Jacob! Jake! I am warning you!’ She physically recoiled as he pressed the teeth of the brush into her hair and pulled it down through the strands. She watched as he cruelly dropped it on the floor. Then, in the slowest of movements and the meanest face her timid features would allow her to muster, she turned to face him. ‘Jacob Elladora! You pick that up immediately and begin to brush my hair immediately or I… or I’m going to…’ she wrinkled her nose in distaste as he mocked her. ‘I will poison you in your sleep! I can do that! I do know plants and things that… stop laughing at me! I can do it! Jacob’ she whined, losing the battle. Instead she decided to pout, crossing her legs and folding her arms. ‘Now I am going to have to do it all myself. All over again! You are so mean. Now I am too warm. My face is the… the colour… it’s. Oh. Now I cannot do words. Look what you have done.’ She grabbed a bunch of his duvet cover and rolled up in it, covering up her pink face. As he pulled the covers apart again to try and see her face she only crinkled her nose up and stuck her tongue out at him, waiting a few seconds before launching herself at him and engulfing him in the blankets too. ‘Aha! Now you cannot see how pink I am, it is too dark!’ Their noses were touching and she could feel his breath against her skin. ‘I do like it much better in the dark’ she whispered, a habit she had taken to doing whenever it was dark. She smiled, his face lighting up when he did so too, his dark eyes and long lashes surrounding them almost hypnotic. With a breath, she leaned into him, her face nestling into his neck as she wrapped her arms around his chest. ‘You are so clever Jake…’ she sighed, cuddling into him more.

That night Cael spent pacing about his room going over and over the partners he could be faced with, assessing their strengths and their weakness’, their pictures on his walls with notes scribbled in the air underneath. With a flick of his wand, he would remove a previous note and write a new one, muttering under his breath. He only had one problem, Felicity. He knew that any duel with her would be difficult given her particular strengths. He couldn’t let her win. He replayed the moment he had given her the wand and accessories, trying to analyse every look, every breath and every movement. She was difficult to read. His new duelling clothes had been laid out neatly on top of the chest at the foot of his bed. His new wand, a powerful object indeed, was secure inside its box, his new holster laid perfectly next to it. He went through a list of everything he had to do for the next morning whilst stretching out. Sleeping came eventually. He knew he needed a good sleep to be ready for the day ahead.

The new day of duelling’s soon arrived; Finn’s grandfather was particularly interested to see how his grandson’s lifelong friend would fare. ‘Yooh cannae tell with these matches eh pappy, I never did see our Cael lose one though.’ His grandfather nodded with a smile. ‘I am so glad you could have me here to watch my dear boy. Of course it would have been nice to see your mother in a place of magic once more, but alas…’ he sighed ‘she made her choice.’ Finn smiled a little, knowing all too well what his grandfather thought of his mother’s marriage outside the magical circle. ‘I am so looking forward to watching the Whitehall boy perform. It is a shame you didn’t find favour in duelling instead of that dreadfully vulgar knest sport.’ Finn laughed, leaning into his grandfather a little more, his head on his shoulder ‘Pappy, yooh know the girls cannae resist a lad who plays in a knest uniform, it’s in me nature granddaddy.’ The older man smiled and with his grandson nudging him a little, it soon turned into a chuckle. Even he couldn’t resist joining in with the boyish charms of the Scot.

Agni woke up the next day at a reasonable time. As she opened her large amber eyes however she was disorientated and wasn’t quite sure where she was. Lifting her hands to rub her eyes she was soon confronted with overly large sleeves instead of fingers and was reminded instantlyof the night before. Being now more aware of her surroundings, she was able to notice the arms tightly wrapped around her waist and the sound of her sleeping friend cuddles up behind her. She smiled a little, letting her body relax as she turned around to face him. ‘Jake… Jacob… wakey wakey…’ she blew on his face, but to no avail. Then, shaking the sleeve from her hand, she flicked his nose, finally gaining success. ‘Good morning! Do you not need to be ready soon for your more duels?’

Cael woke up early in the morning to go for his daily jog and stretch, then going back to his room to have a freezing cold shower. Dressing in a tightly fitted white V-neck tee shirt and a new pair of tight endurance shorts layered over with black running shorts, he was ready. His wand holster acted as an arm guard when not in use, buckled on the inside of his right forearm for quick access with his dominant left hand. As part of the trial the duel participants were not permitted to watch the duels that had gone before them. This being the case, while in the holding room, there was a screen that flashed up the names of the next duelling partnership. Cael had seamlessly beaten two other opponents already, meaning it must have been time for the semi-finals and then, eventually, the finals. There was an element of anxiety bubbling up in his stomach as he watched for his name on the screen; however it was overshadowed by sheer determination. It was time for the semi-finalists to duel together; the final would then take place in the evening, giving the finalists time to practice. Cael stood, he could hear the roar of the crowd in the arena as his name was called and the camera’s began to follow him. He walked out of the holding rooms and onto the podium; his name was the first to be called. He stood and waited for his opponent to arrive. And in a moment, he saw it. The shade, the second year. He immediately noticed that he was holding his wand in his right hand, that would make his attacks weaker as they would be immediately be faced with his own wand bearing hand, however equally it would make his defences stronger. It would also make it harder to move out of the way of said attacks and defences. There was a silence in the crowd as the two students stared each other down. Cael had a feeling that his staring was not as malicious as the other man’s was for some untold reason, he shrugged it off, every partner faced duelling him differently. The rules were read, the adrenaline was building and the duel was pronounced begun.

Ludovic didn’t cast any spells immediately, instead pacing around his space, watching the other man and assessing his movements. The first spell was cast which Cael dodged with ease. ‘Interesting choice’ he called out, probing for his weakness. ‘Wouldn’t have gone for that one myself.’ He could see that he was easily riled up by his mocking tone. A slow smile curled across his lips as he narrowly dodged another attack. ‘Ah that was more like it.’ He panted, reaching his hand up his arm for his wand, however being halted by a sudden clash of light and a searing pain across his skin. Looking up with a certain amount of anger in his countenance, he drew his want and countered the attack. He daren’t look at his arm for the time being, knowing that it would have to be seen to by the medical team.

Agni had been invited to sit with Finn and his Grandfather during the duel; however after the previous day she had acquired a bad case of tinnitus, which was never good for an elf due to the sensitivity of their ears. It did however gave very good scope for Finn to giggle every so often at her earmuffs and vacant expression as she tried to lip read what was going on. ‘Finley!’ she shouted a little too loudly ‘Do you know what he is saying?’ Finn turned to look at his friend before bursting into a fit of giggles. ‘Just watch!’ he mouthed, turning his attention back again with a hiss from the audience. Cael had just been caught off-guard by the shade, searing his arm. Ludovic countered almost immediately however with a poorly aimed charm for his standards. The duel had well and truly begun. It was clear that Cael had been practising, but also clear that the second year had a lot more passion for the cause than the younger. Cael had been favouring ostentatious fire spells in the previous rounds, but it was clear he was having a challenge as some of his more difficult spells were being deflected.

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Post  Rosé on Wed Jun 01, 2016 9:43 am

A sharp sensation jolted Jacob into the waking world. His eyes were wide with shock, partly from is waking but he was reeling from his night’s sleep. For the first time since starting the second year his night had been dreamless, no apparitions, hauntings or torment; but at the same time there was no comfort or peace, simply empty. For the most part he felt relief, this way he couldn’t have been talking in his sleep and scaring Agni again. Getting over the initial shock of his wakeup call, Jacob smiled weakly at the half elf in his bed “Is it me, or does it feel like we’ve been asleep for a really long time, years even. ” He hadn’t fully listened to what Agni had said to him, but as the haze of sleep fell away he remembered he was duelling all day. “You’re right…” His stomach sunk with the notion of leaving his bed. He pulled Agni back towards him and wrapped his arms around her, relishing the warmth of her skin for a moment longer. His eye wandered to the clock by his bed and the time finally woke him enough to fall out of his bed and head straight for the showers. “See you down there!” Jacob called back as he grabbed a towel and head down towards the communal bathing room, he needed to have his head in the game if he was going to get anywhere today.

Not making it to breakfast, Jacob headed straight to the holding room to wait for his initial pairing. The first two opponents he faced didn’t pose any real challenge, one being a precocious first year and the other seemingly too anxious to pose any threat to his winning streak. He had made eye contact with his parents several time during the duels, both looking remarkably happy which spurred him on. Walking away from the podium after the second match he managed to spot Agni in the crowd, a smile lighting up his eyes for just a second. He ducked away from the crowds into the holding room once more and waited for his next opponent to be announced, though looking at the tournament map it was almost certain that Cael would win his round. Jacob’s shoulder’s tensed at the thought of facing him, knowing that the match would be difficult at best; he needed to think of a game plan and quickly. As the names were called his suspicions were confirmed and he walked out into the deafening crowd to face his opponent. Their eyes locked once stood opposite each other and Jacob couldn’t help but keep his gaze, there was no way he was going to relinquish any dominance at this point. His eyes bore into Cael as he waited for the signal to be given. Neither of the pair moved instantly, Jacob wanted Cael to be the first to strike but the first move was at a stalemate before they had begun. He watched the Whitehall boy pace but stayed still for the time being, a plethora of charms running through his mind, but what would be most effective wasn’t certain. Adrenaline was coursing through Jacob’s system and he couldn’t hold off his offensive any longer.

Ludovic’s taunts were quickly getting under his skin and it was dangerously close to throwing him off of his game. “Oh really?” Jacob relentlessly cast charm and countercharm towards his opponent until one finally made contact. The crowd hissed and groaned at the sight but the malicious stare donned by Jacob grew to a grin that wasn’t shaken by the counterattack that similarly struck him in the side; the reaction of the crowd not as dramatic as it had been the other way around. The pain of the counter had been enough to set something off in Jacob, his movements slowed, the colour in his eyes fading as they were consumed by darkness. The cameras closed in on his change but it didn’t faze the second year, instead he stood his ground, edging closer to his opponent. “Come now, this is getting boring, why don’t we add a little excitement?” There had been nothing explicit in the rules about utilising natural ability to progress in the tournament. Jacob continued to deflect the attacks aimed at him but at the same time something was changing about him, physically. It started from his right hand and travelled up his arm, a darkness covering his pale skin. From a distance it looked like his wand was smoking but the darkness now veiling him was much more delicate, as he stepped forward it dissipated only to form around him again. Jacob could feel his parent’s eyes on him but especially his father, it was as if he were stood behind him the entire time; he couldn’t be sure if he approved of Jacob’s methods but he wasn’t hiding from his heritage anymore. “Come on Whitehall, what are you waiting for?” He barked and cast another attack, the crack of it leaving his wand startling the crowd. For a moment he felt like he had the advantage.

Felicity’s duels had finished for the afternoon, but she still had to sit in one of the holding rooms until the other semi-final had finished. Her breaths were long and slow, making use of the empty room to compose herself until they were released. Looking at the names on the other side of the tournament board she smirked at the semi-finalists. Either would be a good match but she wanted Cael to win, it was her time to beat him and she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. She couldn’t watch any of the action but judging by the noise echoing something big was happening, Felicity wanted to be out there but the break from her parents was worth missing out for now. With her new wand and a few creative uses for defensive charms she had coasted her way to the semi-finals and now finals. She closed her eyes and slumped back against the stone wall, knowing too well that she wasn’t going to be able to rest in the break before the final tonight. No her father would have her out practicing charms up until the last minute.
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Post  Outrageous. on Thu Jun 02, 2016 9:49 am

Finn sucked the air through his teeth sharply. The first hit was vicious. He hadn't seen an opponent of Ludovic's charm actually make contact for a very long time. He leaned in over the railing of where he was sat 'granda, di'ye see tha? This is more exciting than I thought.' For a split second it looked like his friend list his composure. The past two duels had been won effortlessly, it seemed almost cruel to put Cael in the school duels after he had been winning international championships for years. But looking at him now, it was nice to see that, if anything, at least he wouldn't be bored.

Cael breathed heavily, pointing his wand at his own shoulder was a risky move as it left him vulnerable to attack but he had to do something about the bleeding. 'Cuatro.' He muttered, clenching his jaw aggressively as the burning grew and then subsided. All the while he stared his opposition in the face. He was not usually called to be so spontaneous during a duel. All his recent competitors had bored him. He had won each time with the same charms in different orders. As soon as the black most began curling around his now perspiring skin Cael began to smile. It had been too long since a duel like this. 'Now there is nothing explicitly in the rules about this...' He muttered, crouching with his hands linked in front of him. '...but it's terribly bad form don't you think?' As soon as the words left his mouth he dived to the side, narrowly avoiding what would have been a particularly nasty attack. 'It would be like, me simply transfiguring and ripping your throat out.' He dodged another attack. 'Simply not fair.' He was biding his time. Of course he had studied Elladora's lineage, his background. He factored that as a possibility into his notes but never actually believed he would do it.
'Alright.' He grinned, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck 'Let's begin.'

Agni had thought more than twice about not attending this particular duel. Mr Whitehall was her new friend, but Jacob was... Well Jacob! She decided in the end that she had to go, to show support to both parties. It wouldn't be that upsetting anyway since it was a school duel so it would be perfectly safe. She was wrong. Very wrong. The first spatter of blood always enough for her to let out a squeak of shock, clasping her hands over her mouth. She was sat next to her two roommates as she thought that sitting next to Finn for this one would probably not be a good idea. She did not like how vicious Jake was being, she also didn't like how good he was with charms, especially since she was so bad at them. It made her feel inferior. Suddenly there was a gasp from the crowd followed but loud and panicked murmurings. Agni looked around in confusion. 'What is he doing?!' The girl to her right said with a tremble. Agni turned her head sharply to look at the platform, Cael seemed to be doing some battlefield first aid on his shoulder, but it soon became apparent that nobody was talking about him. A chill ran down the length of the elven  girl's spine. She leaned forward tentatively, tucking her loose hair behind her ear absentmindedly. She had never seen anything like it. He was so terrifying and yet so beautiful at the same time. Jake. He looked like a ghost of what she saw of him in the snow covered hut when he scared her beyond belief. This time is was sir thing more organic, almost as if there were nothing more natural in the world. She was so engrossed that she forgot about his opponent until a crack of light lit up the room. The next thing she saw was a completely floored Jacob and Cael approaching him quickly.

Most of Ludovic's favourite charms had to do with harnessing the elements, this one wasn't any different. The crack of simulated lightning hit at least two meters away from the shade's feet. This ensured that it wouldn't harm him directly but would still give him one hell of a knock as he hit the floor, not to mention an element of disorientation. Cael waited for a moment before approaching him. 'Rota' he called with a flick of his hair. After flipping the second year onto his back Ludovic briefly glanced into the crowd. He spotted what he was looking for. Moran's parents were sat together, but she wasn't there. He surprised himself with a feeling of almost disappointment. He had been practicing for a while something that he'd hoped she'd see. It was technically a defensive move. Not that it looked that way when he performed it.

'Well tha's new.' the Scot stated, leaning back in his seat with raised eyebrows. 'What is it?' His grandfather asked, looking down at the crackling blue orb that was encasing Jacob. 'I don't know. Looks difficult though.' he commented, seeing his friend strain against the sheer force of it. 'Why can't he stand up? Is it pressure based?' 'Its probably because he is'nae the real slim shady.' Finn chuckled to himself as his Grandfather became even more perplexed.

It was a difficult spell, and it took even more effort to hold it due to how much he was struggling. The spell was intended to drain a small amount of energy with every second but with the amount the boy was struggling it looked like it would do a lot more than that. The moment Ludovic realised that this defence was probably not the best thought out was when it began to crack and he realised just how close to the other boy he was. He was stronger than he gave himself credit for. Being thrown backwards onto the floor, he began to panic. Something he was not used to. Without thinking, he began to scramble backwards, tripping over his own feet as he attempted to stand up. The only sound to him was the sound of his blood coursing through his veins. He didn't know what the other boy might do, and he certainly didn't want to find out. He was already being made to look sloppy, he was already looking panicked, he was not about to lose the match but he was also not about to win without decorum. Hurting his opponents was not his style. Cael ripped at the button on his shirt, tearing it off. He felt like he was suffocating. With the barrage of attacks he was having to dodge, he began to realise the advantage of knowing defensive spells. 'Turio.' the spell fell short, but he could now see an opening. Elladora was tired, the anger wearing off. He fired three disorienting attacks in quick succession, two of them hitting their mark. 'TURIO!' The room seemed to hold it's breath as a blast of scalding air made its way rapidly towards Jacob's wand. Cael caught it, with expertise and a certain amount of finesse, raising it to the jeering crowds as a symbol of his well deserved win. After catching his breath, he walked towards the student he had just beaten and held out his hand to help him up. ‘Excellent duel. There was a moment there when I thought... ‘ he trailed off, remembering for the split second that he thought something dangerous might have happened. ‘Here.’ he handed the wand back to it’s owner and succumbed to the hoards of medics that were desperate to attend his shoulder. As he was dragged away, he couldn’t help but look the other man in the eye, feeling a deeper sense of respect for him.

Agni breathed a sigh of relief when it was all over. She was feeling overwhelmed by what she had just seen. There was something about what Jacob had become that she just couldn’t shake. It was like she was haunted by it, but in complete awe at the same time. He had never been more attractive. Feeling her face flush at the thought and guessing that Jacob would need some medical attention and time alone with his family, she stepped over the still celebrating crowds. The corridors of the school were very quiet seeming as everyone was still in the arena. Agni had taken off her shoes and was climbing the stairs to the common room. It was then that she had remembered Jacob’s escorial jumper. ‘Je vais retourner’. She muttered to herself, padding up the stairs to where she had left it. She quickly grabbed the jumper, a book, a sheet of parchment and a pen. For a moment, she thought she had forgotten where exactly Jacob’s room was. She found it eventually and creeped inside. Tutting at the sheer state of the room, she started to pick up a few things, fold a few shirts, make the bed and generally fall into chalet girl mode. Once she was satisfied, she folded his jumper neatly and rested it on his bed before finding a comfy chair to sit in. Resting on her ‘seasonal vegetables for spring and summer vegetarian cooking’ book, she wrote her note.

Jake,
Well done! You were fantasique! I am sure the Whitehall boy was okay but I did not notice,
You did not tell me you were so good at charms
Now I feel like even more of an imbecile (I did not know this was possible)
I returned your jumper, thank you
I hope you are not too tired,
Agatcher x


Putting the pen behind her ear and waving the note around for the ink to dry she began to leaf through the pages of her book, soon becoming engrossed with asparagus and broad beans. It wasn’t long until the note landed gently on the floor as she was fast asleep.
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