Daily Archives April 24, 2014

Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.30

Rose year 6 avie1There was dirt everywhere. Nicolette and Rose had just spent the last half hour wrestling a rogue miniature devil’s snare while pruning it. “I swear,” The dark haired Ravenclaw dabbed herself with her wand, removing sap and dirt from her clothes. “If you ever volunteer us for an in class project again… I will smother you with one of those pink pillows.”

Extinguishing the light from the end of her wand that she’d been using to keep the plant semi-docile, she wiped her hands off on her robes and gave her friend a look of utter incomprehension. “What are you talking about?” Beaming, she looked at the now content plant and patted it absently. “Not just any student gets to help with these, you know. I’m expanding your education and ohhhh…...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.29

Tommy year 6 avie1Tom was once again in the gray fog. He watched as it rolled by him. Off in the distance he could hear the footfalls again. Just as they seemed right on top of him, he was pulled from the fog again and back to the cave floor and the real world. “Bollocks!” He cursed out loud as he slammed his fists against the cave floor.

“Shite, Tommy, Ah wis naur thare!” Céilidh said crossly. She punched him in the shoulder to punctuate her frustration with him and the whole process. Her animal form was so close she could nearly touch it, but something always found a way to distract her at that crucial moment before it would reveal itself.

“Ow,” Tommy sheepishly rubbed his shoulder, “Sorry Céilidh. I was so bloody close though.”

Foozle sat on the couch with his legs tucked up under him...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.28

Orlando year 6 avie1Orlando MacFoozle stood with his hands in his pockets in the empty corridor on the far wall away from the stone gargoyle. The gargoyle seemed to eye him suspiciously despite not moving or making the least bit of noise. Oddly enough the boy felt the small ripples of butterflies in his stomach. Of course he’d been to the Headmaster’s office several times, more than a handful in this year alone. Now the number of times he’d gone without being called, well that was considerably smaller.

The boy sighed, trying to settle whatever it was that was unsettling him. Giving himself something to do, he paced a bit. Dumbledore was smart, as smart as they come. If anybody knew what was going on with him and Nicolette obviously it would be him...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.27

Rose year 6 avie1“Ninety-eight.” The silver handled brush drug through Nicolette’s long black waves. “Ninety-nine.” She pulled her hair straight as the bristles tugged at it. “One hundred.” Light reflected off of her shimmery hair from several directions, the soft curls bouncing back towards her face. She carefully placed the brush back onto her nightstand and returned her attention to the long length of parchment in front of her. How was she supposed to teach some American five years worth of history between now and the end of the year.

Nic shook her hair, her loose hair sweeping across her shoulders. As far as she could tell, this new girl would rather be doing anything other than studying, a point of view that Nicolette just could not align with.

Humming to herself, Rose bounced into the room she share...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.26

Hogwarts-CrestBlue eyes focused hard on words, but they seemed to dance, and move about from sentence to sentence. Gryffindor hands rubbed his unfocused pupils before letting out a sigh of defeat. Even if it was Muggle Studies Bobby just couldn’t focus with Rose sitting across from him. They should have been frolicking, growing plants, doing something not just sitting here studying for the next exam. “Why can’t these books talk about the good things like Jelly Babies?” Bobby asked idly before shutting his book loudly to get Rose’s attention.

Rose jumped, lifting her golden head off the couch where she’d been more daydreaming than studying. “I agree,” she said with a grin. “Now what did you say?”

All Bobby could do was chuckle, “I was talking about how you and Tommy made a cute couple, weren’t you paying...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.25

Hogwarts-CrestThere were few things Reagan hated more than getting up early and school and studying was definitely one of them. That added to getting up at a reasonable hour on the weekend and an unhappy Reagan was almost guaranteed. Not to mention the fact that the time difference sucked.

Unsure of what the students around here wore on weekends, she chose a fairly unremarkable denim skirt over black leggings with a nondescript top and ballet flats. This was the first time she’d leave the dormitory Tower since Tom had walked her up the day before and she wanted to be sure that she wouldn’t look too out of place if she ran into anyone other than her tutor for the morning.

Once dressed and fairly sure that she wouldn’t be too out of place, the American grabbed a bookbag and filled it with her new books an...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.24

Nicolette year 6 avie1Orlando sat up in his bed. It was late, and there was one lone light on in their dorm and it came from the bed beside him. Looking over he saw Ford, wand tucked behind his ear lighting the book he was reading. “Seriously?” he said softly.

Ford looked over to his bunk mate. “Gotta, man.” He gave a small sigh. “After the loss against Gryffindor, Belle’s got us practicing every free chance she can get. She seems to think the team’s lost its focus and can’t remember how to operate like one.” He slipped a place marker in and closed the book.”She’s not wrong. Practices have been sloppy. The team’s been arguing. We’ve got to do something to pull it together.” Ford neglected to add the reasons for the dissidence among the Hufflepuff players, but he also knew Foozle’d heard plenty on his own...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.23

Céilidh year 6 avie1The first thing that Céilidh noticed when she went up to the dorm to drop off her books, was that the room seemed slightly larger. It would have to be to accommodate the sixth bed, foot locker, nightstand, and armoire that were not there this morning when she’d left for breakfast. It was also apparent that none of the rest of her dorm mates knew anything about it, as they had not arrived back from evening classes. She tossed her school bag onto her bed and made her way back down to the common room see if anyone else knew what was going on.


Tom and Reagan hit the landing at the top of the seventh floor. Tom had the classic Llewelyn smile as he waved his hand toward a large portrait, “Here we are.”

Reagan merely blinked at the towering painting...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.22

Rose year 6 avie1“Well… it looks like a lumpy mess. That’s mixed, right?” Blowing a stray lock of golden hair out of her face, Rose stared down into the green mess in the cauldron before her. With a flick of her wand, she stirred the mixture again then poked it once or twice for good measure. “More leaves,” she muttered to herself.

Reaching over to her steadily dwindling supply of animus vepres leaves, she began to grind them into a sticky green pulp then added it to her concoction. Wiping her hand off on her robes, leaving a light film behind, the blonde turned her head back to her scattered books and notes and frowned. “I still can’t believe I’m using such an icky potion for inspiration.”

But she was...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 5: Between Trust and Deception 5.21

Hogwarts-CrestAs the grungy old hat had been placed on her head, Reagan had taken the time to scan the professors in the office. The teachers at her old school hadn’t quite been so… colorful… but then that came with such an old institution, she supposed. Maybe.

“GRYFFINDOR!”

The old and tattered hat bounced about the new girl’s head. From the line of professors who had been watching and waiting patiently, a tall and severe woman stepped forth. “Welcome to Gryffindor, Reagan. My name is Minerva McGonagall and I will be the head of your house.” She placed a thin hand on the blonde girl’s shoulder. “I think you will do wonderfully here.”

The name announced by the hat had little meaning to her, but she slid from the stool when the older woman stepped forward and introduced herself and she stuck out her ...

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