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Aurora’s mouth tensed when she heard Barrock speak. The grinding of his teeth caused her to clench her own fists in humiliation. “O… of course,” Her head hung lowly. She could feel the tears swelling up, again, and she wanted to ask for the flask. The coldness that had been causing her so much pain kept clawing at her. She wanted it subdued.

“I… I am so sorry,” she shook her head gently. Milky eyes closed and embraced the darkness she alway knew but never seemed to recognize until now. “You’ve gone through so much; lost so much more than I can see.” She forced a smile, melancholy as it was. “You have been nothing but helpful and kind to us. You are a dear friend. I would hate to lose you. And, your pain is out to carry, as well.”

She wasn’t unsure why she was saying all this. She could not even carry her own burden. Her smile crumbled again, and her shoulders shrank. Words began spilling from her lips. She was not sure why. She wanted to talk about Barrock, not herself. Yet, she could not assuage her selfish desires. What was becoming of her?

“Zara was there. She filled me with so much hope and happiness. And then, when she left, there seems to be a darkness. It’s… the darkness, that is, I have always seen it and known it. However, I have never thought anything of it. Never has it made me feel so…” her teeth but down upon her tender frown. “Isolated, alone… I am so sorry!” The tears began wetting her cheeks again.

The poor Light Elf felt horrible. Here was an orc all on his own, with his very own story, and she was so weak, unable to hold any nobility in her sense of self. “I am so sorry… y-you’re so strong and courageous compares to all of us.” She manages to say through tears, hoping her truthful compliment would alleviate her horrible attitude.[

Aurora leaned into him, covering her face with her hands. Where she fell into him, she could not see. “I wish I could be like you…” Why was she acting like this? Everything seemed so new and different and familiar. She wished Rowan was with her.

Venting Thread

@Sky Blue, I feel you! I have a 10 month old and a two year old. I haven’t had a proper night sleep in years, and I am also avid fan of co-sleeping. (Positive scientific sources agree with the results I am getting out of it versus my country’s negative social norms on the arrangement.) Needless to say, my executive functioning has seen better days, but my fulfillment out of life has improved greatly.

Also, I want more babies! But, they’re kind of expensive, and we’re running out of room — you know, having five and all plus two super cuddly kitties.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

I probably won’t get a post out until tomorrow.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

@Thayr, I’ll change that. 🫠 I was being hasty and lazy. I wanna say, “Oh dear me! How embarrassing!” But, maybe I am too cheeky for that.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Minerva McGonagall
(Order of Merlin, First Class, International Confed. of Wizards, Supr. Cmdr. of the Staffroom Cookie Jar)

Dear Ms. Seraphima Evelynne Rose,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been awarded the Professorship of Magical Theory at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Your theories have been widely accepted by the wisest on the subject. No less, it would be a great honor for the students at Hogwarts to study under your

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

“I’ll have my lunch, here in the classroom...” Seraphima was still looking at the vacant room. Her head was slightly tilted to a side, rearranging everything by imagination before flicking her wrist, hand, and wand with a little magic.

It wasn’t that she wished to treat the poor House Elf dismissively. She just happened to be so lost in thought and wonder that any unfortunate soul who walked in on her was no doubt going to get the exact same treatment. In other words, she was treating the House Elf with an equal amount of respect as she would have of any other creature.

Her lips pursed together as she contemplated exactly how she would go about this. Her thoughts on Magical Theory were a bit radical, some would say, and she did not want to lose any respect because of it. Her third book was to be more accessible to the mature minded, and she needed to stress the right learning environment for her studies of the book’s teachings.

First impressions were very important, and she had three days left to configure everything. If her wish was to be organized, then she was not adhering to her objective. This was proving quite the obstacle. She was finding that putting together a book made much more sense than formulating interior design layouts.

Perhaps, she needed a second opinion.

“On second thought, I would make better to have lunch in the hall.” Her eyes shifted and her head turned towards the House Elf, gingerly lingering nearby, about to take her leave. Seraphima’s smile grew friendlier at the sight of the humble creature. “Thank you so very much for the invitation.”

Surely, not all the professors would be as boring as they had been when they were students. She remembered this about Hogwarts professors, and with that, their heads must have been screwed on straight to get an offer here. At least, one lucky duck would be able to assist her. Although, this was her class and asking for help may, well, come off as a bit weak.

It was too late, now.

Perhaps, she just needed a change of scenery. Yes, that’s it.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

Brb, gunna get a post soon!

𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒔 - 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕

Seraphima Evelynne Rose

Ravenclaw · Magical Theory · 5’7” · 24

Biography: Seraphima Evelynne Rose is the second born child of Atticus and Ramona Rose. She follows her brother Alric Darius Rose in birth order. The Roses are a family of pure-blood witches and wizards. Respectfully, they have been ordered in the House of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

The Rose family is proud of their pure-blood ancestral background, in belief that any witch or wizard should be proud of their family lineage. However, they are not prude and snobby about it, unlike some pure-blood families. In fact, they are also not loyal to one House or the other like some pure-blood families, and they are very welcome about it.

Atticus Rose is the a Magical Theorist, well-known for his many publishings, articles and books on the subject. His writings have always been pure, simplistic, and easy to understand for the commoner. Ramona Rose used to write for Witches Vogue. However, after the death of her oldest child, Alric, her sense of fashion seemed, well, to say it politely, tend to be a bit off.

Ramona’s fashion, of course, was not the only thing a bit off about the Rose family. Their remaining child Seraphima (often times referred to as Little Swan) also seemed to have her own special qualities. The sympathetic chalked it up to her witnessing her own brother’s death. The rest simply assumed the girl a very odd duck, indeed.

She hardly had any friends as she much preferred books over actual conversation. She seemed dull and outright unagreeable especially in looks. (Someone had to support her mother’s outlandish fashion.) Although, she was on the Quidditch team as the Keeper, which she even surpassed her older brother in ability and her school marks were straight Os, she lacked a key ingredient with public accumulation. In fact, she tended to care more for the less intelligent (so to speak) such as other creatures, herbs included.

Although a loner, Seraphima never did seem downright lonely. That’s not to say she was completely happy all the time, but it seemed she had some secret friend only she knew about. It’s most likely because of this other witches and wizards poked fun at her. Like when she attended the Yule Ball without a date but kept a pleasant smile for the entirety of the event. Rumors flew around like magic spells for a good quarter of the semester, as if no one had anything more useful to gossip about!

Charmingly for Seraphima, she found herself following in her father’s footsteps, and all those years spent alone in her studies, coming up with her own practical theories, has helped the witch make quite a name for herself. Since graduating Hogwarts, she has published numerous articles and written a book or two about Magical Theory. She is currently in the process of writing her third. And her mother has since landed a new job as an editor for Knitter’s Own, guiding witches and wizards in casting spells for more eccentric, alternative styles that many have declared “witty, smart, and sharp.”

Favorite Hogwarts Memory: At the Yule Ball, Seraphima was downright depressed about having no one ask her to the ball. In fact, her mother had designed and mailed her dress to her! She felt quite lovely in it, but not until her secret crush Dorrien René Logion gave her a quaint smile and polite compliment did the depression lift. He may never have shown her any affection thereafter, but she has always cherished his reaction and is certain his future wife will be aware of her mother’s spells.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

Not quite, it’s a motorcycle for Goldbug.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

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MF&P contest #12 - the meeting (voting and feedback)

It’s so interesting all three entries are about Death.

I vote for A Forever Friend.