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Welcome to Tallygarunga, an original roleplay set in the Harry Potter universe. Set in present-day Australia, tensions are high between the Ministry of Magic and the only Ministry-run wizarding school in the country. Become like the other snooty private schools? Not a chance.

Originally established in August 2006, Tallygarunga prides itself on an inclusive and active community. Once part of the Tally family, always part of the Tally family. Whether you're here for the first time, the thousandth time, or returning after a long time---welcome home.
a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
November, 2019 :: Spring

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  1. Path of the Ancients: The First Step

    Caitlin Sullivan
    It had taken a little time to settle back into life after her return, even if it hadn't felt like any time had passed for her. Time had certainly changed a few things here, some of which she was still trying to catch up on. But now that she was back at work and Aisling was going to Tally after some tutoring from her mother on a few basics that she needed to know, Caitlin had finally been able to sit down and work out the process by which she would need to tackle some of the larger objectives that she'd already had before she went missing. Among those was being able to sit and talk to Dylan about all that had happened, which she had decided she would do today while she waited for Alex to come for the healing he required. As it stood, there were seemingly some wizards who already had a vendetta against the Sorceraic families - though perhaps more specifically Adele and her brood - but there were also others out there. Cate and Cassandra still had those who wanted them hunted down, and they didn't even know the extent of the women's genealogy either. And it would help Dylan to better protect them if he did know, the last thing anyone wanted was mistakes that could make things worse due to lack of communication. Having filled a teapot and got a few cups and some freshly baked cookies on a platter, the woman set it on the coffee table in her living room to pour herself a cup while she waited. The front door was open, which would be easily seen through the screen door, as was the door to the backyard, so that the cool spring breeze could flow through the house. Cate took a sip of her drink before setting her cup down and relaxing on the sofa. Perhaps she should have been concerned about telling Dylan too much, but her concern wasn't so much about him knowing, because she didn't believe he would ever harm her. But more that she didn't want to be a larger burden than she may already be. Especially with he having a brother here now that he was looking out for. Yet another thing that Caitlin had missed with her disappearance. She sighed softly, waiting for the knock at the door that would inevitably come, before calling out easily. "Door's open! I'm in the living room!"
  2. Fade

    How was it getting close to almost a year since she'd found out she was pregnant? Cassandra had found the time breezing by without warning, spotted with events big and small, and somehow among all of that her life was something completely different to what it had been only two years ago when she and her aunt had been packing to move halfway around the world. A rare Sunday afternoon to herself, the young woman had been given the offer to go jogging while Adele looked after the twins, who were down for a nap anyway. And with Caleb as their ever circling hawk guardian, she knew there was no need to worry if they woke up either. Either he would alert Adele, or Cass would receive a message from him. Yet another strange development was the connection to a boy who wasn't her blood relative, but may as well be ever since Thia spent herself in reviving him that fateful day. These were only a couple of thoughts that circled in her mind as she took her time to enjoy running through the bushland. Nature surrounded her, even responded to her strangely enough. Branches leaned just a little closer in her direction, animals watched her, the young woman could sense it all, much more keenly than she used to. Though, there was also a chill that crawled up along her spine, at the sensation of something or someone else watching her as well. It was a feeling she'd had for a few months now, and only seemed to get stronger gradually over time, to the point that she was looking over her shoulder semi-regularly, in a similar fashion to what she had before the move to Australia. Hunted. That was the feeling that haunted her, and the redhead wondered if maybe it was just that she was uneasy with all the changes and still trying to adjust. Or maybe some of the things that she'd learned hadn't been sitting right in her mind, or were still trying to settle. But nonetheless that feeling was still there. It caused her to pick up her pace a little as the wildlife paid more attention to her, her aura leaking out slightly through exertion and the growing sensation that there was something on her heels, regardless of the fact that she saw nothing whenever she glanced behind her. And then she found herself at a creek near the edge of town, the beginning of houses over the other side and through some more trees. Adele's house wasn't far away, but something had made Cass stop, and she couldn't quite place her finger on what it was. She was still for a few moments, and then her head turned sharply around, before glancing down at the shallow water, eyes widening as she saw there standing over her reflection, a shadowy figure. She told herself to move, but was frozen, arms in the reflection were wrapped around her, holding her in place, a dark hand covering her mouth. Panic began to grip her... and then was suddenly drained from her as she stared - transfixed - at her reflection and the spectre the seemed to exist only within it. Time seemed to pass with her stuck in the spot, and anyone who happened along the walking trail would simply think she a woman lost in thought. Though after a while, ever so gradually, the woman began to slowly become slightly transparent, though unaware of it herself, stuck as she was in a hypnosis of a sort. At home though, the twins were fussy with their mother having been gone for so long that they had already woken from their nap and were hungry. Definitely out of the ordinary for her to not be immediately sensing their needs and taking care of them.
  3. Lily's Lovelies

    Lily's Characters Always up for plotties and connections and threads, PLEASE THROW IDEAS AT ME BELOW! ❤️ Jez (Amiradysébelle Blair) 26(ish?) | Actress, Princess, and Supermum | Melbourne Jez would be recognisable from her former role in Neighbours as well as a few movies, though more commonly known around Narrie as the eldest of Stu's brood of Blair kids. She's also a popular musician and singer, and tries to do a lot of charity type events. She has certainly gained a small brood of her own so far. She's happy-go-lucky and loves her family and making friends. She was also the Queen of Spencer in her last few years at Tally, would have made lots of friends with others who were at school then. Could use: friends (lots of friends), stalkers fans, other mums, family members (I have a Blair family tree, ask if you want to see it!), rivals, and well... any other plot ideas. Auds (Audrey Adagathguarde 27 | The Headmaster's Assistant and Fiancee/Babymomma (and the one who really organises Tally) | Narragyambie This British-born gal came over to Narrie around 8-9 or so years ago, and has won the hearts of a lot of its residents since, especially in the past few years, during which she has kept the Headmaster of Tally more organised than he's ever been and helped take care of his children in the absence of their birth mother, not to mention she is known for throwing the best parties in town. Not surprisingly, she spends so much time organising Alan, especially now that they are officially together and have their own child, but she seems oddly content. Though bouncy, full of energy, and fairly carefree, there is a very scary side of the woman that rarely shows itself, the protective matriarchal side who will take on anyone who hurts those she cares about. Could use: friends, troublemakers, past terrible/bad choice boyfriends/dates, awkward buddies, people who love fun, co-workers, other mums, . Arti (Artemisia Bellerose) 23 | Musician & Artist, Gallery Cafe Owner | Melbourne Having toured Europe and other parts of the world with her popular combination of music and art magic, prior to that Arti was the solemn girl who arrived at Tally in her Fifth year with the French accent, who ended up being abused by her father and was adopted by the former Deputy Headmaster and his wife. Recent years, she's come into her own as an accomplished artist, and has set up a Gallery Cafe in the city, where she gets quite a lot of business and admirers of the arts, and where she also hosts local musical talent now and then. She also works part-time as one of the Musiciary teachers. Could use: friends, an art gallery partner, the musically or art inclined, troublemakers, a traumatic ghost from her past (ask for details if interested), and so on. Siby (Sibylla Townsend) 250 (license says 32) | Doctor/Healer, Non-human Support Networker | Narragyambie Sib has settled into life in the country town over the past few years or so, and has been a reliable local doctor, as well as on call for St Ringo's. In between work, she tends to travel a bit, studying strange and obscure medical conditions and eccentric and rare ways of healing and artifacts involved with such. She's still hurting about the loss of her daughter, which makes her very protective of her remaining family, and she is dedicated to her support group for non-humans and making sure the same doesn't happen to others. Though most of her work is known to the Ministry, she does also have an underground network and connections for those who have been wrongly accused, unjustly treated, or are hunted for crimes they did not commit. Could use: friends, patients, other non-humans for the support network, blasts from the past, perhaps a dangerous person who doesn't like non-humans (for plot reasons to do with her daughter's murder). Adoption opportunity: Siby's teenage daughter, Mairead (15-16) is totally up for grabs. Just message me for details. Stu (Stuart Blair) 52 | Federal Minister of Magic, Co-owner of The Drunken Roo, Owner of Victoria Magical & Native Wildlife Park and Reserve | Narragyambie and Melbourne Since all his children have grown up and moved out of home, Stuart tends to work a lot more, so that he doesn't end up with too much time up his sleeve to wallow in the misfortunes of recent years. He also tends to concentrate more on other peoples' problems and currently provides support for his two best friends, Alan and Kate. He's been diagnosed with depression, which he keeps to himself and which one wouldn't even pick up on by just being around him due to his upbeat nature among others. He doesn't want to worry people, and seems to have given up on the idea of dating or relationships. Of course, a lot of quality time spent with babymomma to his first children has been changing that a little. Could use: friends and drinking buddies, people with young kids (for when he's babysitting his grandkids), Ministry folk, a line of swooning women, old rivals (or boyfriends that he's pissed off just by being him), teens in the sports that he coaches (cricket, basketball, AFL), or people who may know his mother who manages a reserve for endangered wildlife and magical creatures (that is now owned under Stuart's name). Adoption opportunity: The Blair Triplets, who are a year younger than Jezebel (mid-20s), they can be found under NPCs & Wanted Characters Cate (Caitlin Sullivan) 121 (license says 38) | Counselor, Psychologist, Profiler, Private Investigator, Author | Narragyambie and Melbourne This lady's had a pretty difficult life when it comes to the people she cares about, having lost most of her family while a teenager (at least, according to the memories she was given), when things were beginning to go down at Hogwarts, living through the battle itself, and then losing her brother some years later as well, becoming the guardian of her niece. Not that anyone in her new home would know much of that, only that she's worked with the Ministry in the UK and is a bestselling author. She's friendly if perhaps a little quiet, will help someone if they look like they need it, and tends to mother younger people a bit. The past year she found her real mother, only to lose her, discovered more about her heritage, and started becoming romantically involved with a man she probably shouldn't be with but it is what it is. More concerning is the fact that she disappeared for 6 months at the start of 2019 with no memory of where she was, and returning with a teenage daughter. Could use: friends, colleagues, awkward encounters, probably to be dragged out to have fun every now and then,, enemies or past criminals she's helped put away, HER BROTHER WHO SHE IS GOING TO WAKE UP (PM me for juicy plot details).. Cass (Cassandra Sullivan) 19 | Junior Dance Instructor, Co-Creator of VEGE Productions, Rising Vocal Star, Mother of twins | Narragyambie Being the niece and charge of her aunt, she naturally had to move to Australia with her (of course, being in danger back home was another good reason to move). She's seen her own fair share of tragedy, but tries to concentrate on the positives in life, as well as the fact that she intends to be someone who will help others, like her aunt has done for years. Flirty, boisterous, fun-loving and good-natured, she tends to brighten a room when she walks in. Though she's had a rather usual couple of years when it comes to friends, as well as discovered her true identity as a sidhe fae (and an Heir), she is able to be happy with the good things that had happened, including an impromptu marriage to fellow Spencer student Alexander, as well as their unplanned twins and the realisation that she has more 'relatives' than she thought. Could use: friends (just one really good friend would be nice), partners in mischief, victims of her wiles, bullies to antagonise, someone who really gets her, HER FATHER (see Cate), a potential bad dude for dramatic plots (PM me for deets). Gem (Gemini Demetra) 24 | Performer, Main Guitar and Vocals for her band, Fire-struck | Melbourne A single mum with an attitude, it generally depends on what the other person around her is like as to whether said 'tude is good or bad. She's pretty easy going and free-spirited, feeling like stress is for people who don't know how to enjoy what they have. She faces her problems head on and pretty bluntly. Though despite her generally relaxed nature, she has a scorching temper if someone presses the wrong button. Recently having discovered her daughter's father isn't actually dead, there have been rising issues,e specially with the media, due to his fame and her own rising popularity. Could use: friends, past flings, band mates (see NPCs & Wanteds), other mums to chill with, fellow entertainers, people who enjoy some good music. Ele (Elektra Devereux) 33 | IWP Undercover Agent, Receptionist at Tallygarunga | Melbourne A former Quidditch star and champion, who has retired from the sport now that she has the custody of her twin sister's daughters and is struggling with learning how to be a parental figure. She also just happens to be an agent for the IWP who is currently working undercover in the area. She did start off as the Quidditch instructor for Tallygarunga, but has since shifted to a Receptionish position since an unfortunate incident mid-2018 which she doesn't talk about. Currently living in a house with her sister's former partner in crime, but who is now Ele's IWP partner who tends to frustrate her to no end, but is better with the kids than she is. Could use: friends, admirers and fans, someone to make Ashkar jealous, other Quidditch enthusiasts, old friends/contacts from her Quidditch days. Adoption opportunity: Nina (15) is Ele's oldest niece and started at Tally this year. She's had a rocky start with her aunt, but is slowly warming to her. She thinks Ashkar is the best. Message me for more details. Lei (Lorelei Valentin-Blair) 16(?) | Sturt Student (not sure for how long), Amateur Photographer/Videographer and Singer | Narragyambie & Melbourne A strange life could not even begin to describe what Lorelei has lived, and there is much of it that even her own family are still trying to understand. But what is at least known publicly, is that she is related to the Blairs, though few if any bother to wonder in what capacity. She mostly keeps to herself, though there are moments where she can't help but be mischievous, and she does enjoy a good joke or prank. She cares deeply for those she considers friends and family and is loyal to a fault, and also displays an uncanny intelligence well above her apparent age. Currently dating, but that is a secret to all but maybe one or two. Could use: friends, awkward friends, antagonists, curious people, both good and bad influences. Dusty (Stardust) Ancient (assumed youngish unless age/power is sensed) | Sidhe, Owner of Will o' The Wisp Wandshop | Narragyambie There is not much known about this woman at all publicly, aside from what those who visit the shop or see her around town can see for themselves. Bright, cheery, has a love of animals of all kinds, the wand shop often full of small critters that run around. She is open about her status as Fae, and her appearance makes it rather obvious. But no one can quite remember the exact date of when she came to Narrie, or how. They know she hasn't always been there, and some remember a time before she was, but everything around her arrival is just... something no one thinks about. She clearly means no harm and her cheer is rather infectious. Could use: friends of all kinds, Fae types to interact with, potential trouble, possible love interests, someone to investigate her hazy past with her. Ash/Ashlinn (Aisling Sullivan) 16(?) | Spencer Student, Sidhe, New girl in the mortal realm, Utterly lost, funny and adorably friendly | Narragyambie As far as anyone outside of her family's friends know, she was taken as a child and has recently been found and recovered and now lives with her mother. In reality, this girl has spent her life (however long that might be) living in a Fae realm, and returned with Caitlin when her mother reappeared after having been missing for six months. Now, she's trying to find her place in a new world where she knows little to nothing about the technology, history, people, and so many other things. She's learning, slowly, but it's still taking some adjusting. Could use: friends, partners in mischief, peers, crushes, helpful people, not so helpful people, good influences, bad influences, other Fae to connect with. Rosa (Rosaera Dawnstar) 24 | Lost sister #1, bartender, part-time groundskeeper, guarded | Narragyambie WIP info. Keira (Keirana Dawnstar) 22 | Lost sister #2, full time groundskeeper, lively and adventurous | Narragyambie WIP info. Leia/Amala (Amaleia Dawnstar) 19 | VMU student, artsy, space cadet | Narragyambie WIP info.
  4. Invite More Than You Thought

    It had been a few days, and the anxiety that something wasn't right hadn't left Cassandra. She'd gone by Cate's house, and it looked like her aunt hadn't been there recently. She knew that she didn't always stay there, but surely she did go to check on things. The mailbox was full, and the younger woman took her aunt's mail inside, and then looked around for any kind of clue as to the whereabouts of Caitlin. The older woman's handbag and ID were all sitting in the kitchen... strange. It didn't look like there'd been a struggle, nor that anything was really amiss at all, except for the absence of the other, and while Cass was considering trying to summon Lillian to see whether she knew anything, she felt that she should ask at least one other person first, about what they knew. So it was that the young woman with the blood red hair stood outside the shop for a moment, something about the place set her on edge. Again, it was something odd, something she felt like she should know, but was barely eluding her. What she did know, however, was that the man who worked here had been dating her aunt. Caitlin thought that Cass didn't know, that she was hiding her secret very well. But Cassandra knew, she knew a lot more than what the older woman thought. Stepping inside, Cass looked around easily. There was a strange feeling that surrounded the air inside the quaint place, and it didn't just come from the small animals that seemed to poke their heads out before hiding again. She wandered through, a self-conscious hand pulling her top over her belly which had begun showing a slight bump, and looked for the man she knew she would find here. Perhaps he would have some idea, and if he didn't, then at the least he would probably be able to at least help her search for the missing woman. At least, Cassandra hoped so. On the other hand, she was also worried that he might have betrayed the woman, so she wasn't certain how smart it was to take this chance. She supposed she would just have to wait and see.
  5. Invite Unstoppable Life

    The ball had come around at the perfect time, in his opinion. Or rather that he had handled the most pressing of his life determined concerns that made this kind of over-the-top celebration seemed proper and fit. While he didn't really want to be out and about for various reasons, one of them being that his body hadn't fully recovered as much as he'd expected it to. It felt as if much of his energy had been focusing on rejuvenating years of aches and pains, unused muscles, and still knitting all of it to be useful in this new state of his existence. But he could never resist a proper party and couldn't hold back the chance to take his wife out. He wore a cranberry coat and slacks set, white button-up shirt, thin black tie, and black wing tipped shoes. Hair had been fully free and let down though it'd been properly treated, combed, and styled to avoid the heavy frizz from the potential heat of the atmosphere. Alexander had expected between the constant movement of dancing, the amount of people that would be in the room, and the sheer heat that had been this time of year that he needed to be perfectly prepared. Arriving late to the ball, they'd only managed to miss perhaps a single song luckily not the entire set. That would have been an utter waste and he'd already been kicking himself for getting ready so late in the evening. He looped Cassandra's arm around his own and held it gingerly as he guided them through the hall and passing by the various students and tables that had been set up for refreshments. "Who would have thought the school staff actually knew how to throw a decent party. Not decent by -my- standards but decent enough to be recognized!" He nodded with a playful hum as he continued to appraise the various decorations, the position of the stage that had been setup to be in the most optimum area possible. Even with magic at ones disposal it had been important to place things in an area where it could reach the entire audience that it had intended to encompass. The Great Hall looked vastly different than when they'd thrown a party in it earlier within the year. Decorations fit the grandiose and classic design of it and even more so the lightning just seemed to simply fit with the classy flash that had been offered. His eyes finally drifted to the young woman that had walked at his side and he gave a fond smile. In recent days they've had their ups and downs and even disagreements on certain things of late but even then she still managed to pull a smile on his face. The arguments and irritations didn't last long for him and it was in the light that bathed around her that he'd been reminded of the sheer radiance of her. One of the many traits to her multi-layered beauty that he found admirable. "I don't know if I already told you this, but you look absolutely beautiful tonight, Love." His hand would lift hers up gently as he stepped back and started to spin her gently around in a flourish. "The Madam of Fancy has walked in and graced this place in pure style and class." Then he followed the same eased rhythm and pulled her closer to himself, an arm wrapped around her waist almost as if he needed to stake his claim over her. "Now, I know you pregnant ladies enjoy your food and drink. . . But is that what you want to do first? Or would you rather work up an appetite with a bit of foot work?" Alex had been trying to keep himself at least a modicum of 'tamed'. This night he wanted to enjoy and savor it, to have fun and just for a single moment let all of the stress and the built up frustrations or hurts flow away. To make this one of the many moments where it could feel as if it's just the two of them and nothing else around would seem to matter or even amount up to being a concern.
  6. Invite The Queens Day (November 25, 2018)

    Alexander Winfield
    To say that the last few weeks had been a chaotic whirlpool of depression and sadness would be an understatement. Luckily, it wasn't ONLY a black abyss with the small bits of good news being heavy in quality in his opinion. Today being one of those days that would be one of pure light and goodness even if he needed to pull the very sun into the room at any cost. He'd risen up early, before the sun even would peak in a blinding light as he needed to prepare for Cassandra's birthday. There were plenty of preparations that needed to be done and it all had to be in place before her eyes opened up or else it all would have been a botched surprise to see a smile on that beautiful mug. Each movement intended to be that of a Ninja or his impression of a ninja as his gaze turned to the dozing red-haired woman. A single finger pressed to his lips. "Now you two need to work with me here, alright? No sudden motions or power jumps, okay? This is Mommy's day and it needs to be a perfect one. Operation: Happy Fairy is a go." It felt weird knowing that they could understand and feel, that they held enough awareness and control. But it worked in his favor in hoping that they'd behave themselves until the perfect moment to wake her up. Then he bolted out of the room on his tip-toes where he'd sneak towards the living room. It didn't feel weird with the new living arrangements but it meant that he needed to be even -more- stealthy and careful to not wake up a bunch of people. He pulled out a few presents out from the back closet where he had hid them for sometime a neat little trinket that had been enchanted as a form of camouflage on them. When he removed it a trove of them came into perfect view where he'd take each one and brought them back to their own room and strategically placed them in a winged form. Some on the left side of the door against the wall, some on the right arranged with the smaller presents at front and larger ones built up at the back like a series of sky scrappers. For the last few months he'd been saving up, pulling out more gigs in different parts of the city and different events to make this a memorable Birthday. It seemed that had been his gimmick, make birthdays memorable in their own way. Once he double checked to make sure each gift had been moved into the room he rerouted to the kitchen where he'd start to make up a Breakfast meal of unique variety. Hand prepared waffles in the shape of a well-crafted fish, crisp and crunchy edges along that ran in good consistency. On the side he made a batch of home fries, scrambled eggs with cheese, and topped off the waffle with Phis Food ice cream. A bit of an extra treat that he'd looked up in a recipe, usually it used something like Vanilla but a quick exchange had been easy enough. He took up a wooden tray and carried it along with everything placed neatly on a tray with a tall glass of super duper hot chocolate with marshmallows cascaded inside and already at a half-melted form while he made his way back to the room. Once inside he set the stand up, placed the tray on top of it neatly and clicked in a few straps to hold its edges down securely to allow it to take on a portable form. Both hands pressed against the wooden handles and he pulled the platter up and walked his way towards the Bed, the bright rays of the sun had already started to peer through the window in a warm greeting. "Okay girls, It's show time. Give mommy a gentle wake-up."
  7. Ways to Buy Hell

    "Or really, I usually always feel like hell. The look is just a brand new shine. It comes in the colors fed up, hate, and this life is just too much. Buy it at your local marts for only free-Ninety-Nine."
  8. Potential Cat Fight

    "BITCH, WHAT?!" Cass's gaze flared with rage at the sheer lack of empathy or care. No matter who this man was, blood father or not, he'd been Alex's Dad, and here she was stating that he wasn't related by blood as though that would just make Alexander feel any better, "What is your damage, woman?! What I'd heard about you was pretty bad, but no one mentioned you were a pure sociopath!"
  9. "Motherly" Guidance

    "Oh, dear boy." she said, her tone the very sound of sympathy. "I am sorry that today is hard for you, but you mustn't be so sad. He was not your true father after all."
  10. A Gift Ungiven

    "He should have waited... I could have gotten someone knocked up, gave him a grand kid." He tried to laugh it off weakly and shook his head lightly afterwards.
  11. V-Day Serenade

    "Morning to you too, Kitty McHotstuff. Happy Valentines Day. I hear usually you bring flowers or candy but all I have is a guitar and a possible song." He grinned at her while trying to relax his breathing to circulate more resistance against his own bodies response towards his usual problem.
  12. Sparks of Romance

    "I can't help I make you weak in the knees. Don't worry I got you." Alex let that cheeky comment of his slip in until her own seemed to come back, though on a different track. He chuckled and then spoke, this time in less of his snark and in a more. . . Affectionate way. "I'll feel you up anywhere and moment you want me to, all you ever need to do is ask." Still cheeky.
  13. Unhungry

    Sat out under a tree in the quiet garden, Cass' gaze shifted briefly to the small greenhouse that had appeared seemingly overnight around six months ago. Right after the unwedding party that had turned... well, strange. Since that day, no one had seen Lorelei, the strange young girl who seemed to have a fondness for Alex - then again, it seemed all the kids in his newfound family did. The thought made her snicker for a brief moment, before it died out and the redhead rested her head back against the tree trunk. That event was months ago, and still seemed like it was yesterday. Like so much else that had occurred. She played mindlessly with the rings on her left hand, the reminders of the trip to Las Vegas and what she and Alex had done, before her hand then lifted to brush through some of her hair, before holding it to the sunlight a little, watching the bright red shimmer. The secret that Cate and Alex - and probably a couple of other people - had been keeping from her had been long since revealed, and while it explained a few things, it still made her wonder why she was still at school. She didn't really belong in a wizarding academy. Not when she couldn't even used her wand anymore, when incantations proved useless. She was still going through whatever adjustment that was caused by age and belief of what she was. And something else was bothering her. It was there on the very edge of her mind, something like a presence. It felt so real that she thought if she spoke, it would hear her, maybe even respond, but that was silly. Was she just going crazy? Or was it a Fae thing? Either way, she didn't feel like going to the Great Hall. She wasn't hungry, at least she didn't think she was. She'd spaced out so much that she'd lost track of time, not realising that lunch was already over while she continued to sit there, lost in her own thoughts.
  14. Not Everything Stays There [April 7th-9th 2018]

    This trip had been one that started out as a partial joke after their first night of taking their physical relationship several steps forward. Though in light of it all they had agreed it was a pretty swell idea as long as they had the time and finances to make sure that it was possible for them to have a bit of fun with it but that had been on top of not letting people know where they were -actually- going. Limiting the amount of nosy busy bodies had been one reason for it the other being that, personally, he just wanted the time to spend with Cassandra without one drama filled event after another, if it hadn't been one of his friendship issues causing a bit of weight for the couple it was dealing with either his families secret talent for having just 'The most' drama possible or her own dealings with a darker past that seems to nip at both of their heels, little did they know just how much. Alexander at least left a few friends and all of his family enough information to know that he and Cass were heading out for a little couples vacation and with the months he had been having and those that knew even more depth about everything that surrounded him, could they blame him for wanting a moment to center his mind and strengthen himself? An excuse just to have fun and rock out with his- well, you know, out. They found themselves in Las Vega all the way in America after taking some time to get their passports in order and then taking a plane since using magic for such a long distance was just dangerous and foolhardy, at least conventional magic. The plane ride was pretty lengthy and they had to jump a few airports before getting to Nevada but at last they had found their way to the City of Sin. Quite the moniker for a city to hold amongst majority of the world's populace but if one were to see the tourist trap that had been setup to fully encompass this very idea it would hardly be a reason to wonder the 'why'. With a big slung over his shoulder and his hair actually drawn back into a ponytail for better ease of sight for everything in front of him his eyes shifted towards Cassandra with a mischievous grin that had a hidden fondness stitched on the inside of his eyes. "So, the plan! We find the hotel and then hope those 'Id's' of ours can stand up to scrutiny or at least a bit of ignorance on securities part, right?" That's right, these two younglings had decided to get fake identifications made to make sure that they could access the full breadth of what they wanted to do in this city with so much entertainment and craziness. They were probably asking for much more trouble than they would ever have thought but what was a bit of fun without the dragon by the cave guarding its juicy hoard?
  15. Invite The Things We Say & Do [13th May]

    Cate had been gone for a week, and while it might have helped her sleep easier if she went to the house in Narrie, Cass didn't like being there on her own. Nor did she like making Alex go back and forth all during the week. And so they'd stayed there on the weekend, and come back to the school to sleep in their own dorms on Sunday night. And, like clockwork these days, Cassandra had woken up feeling awful. She didn't know what it was about staying here overnight that was affecting her sleep, but she knew she wasn't looking forward to the rest of today's classes. Alex was in something right now, that she didn't take this year too, so that left her to her own devices. And her thoughts. Her physical health wasn't the only think bothering Cass either. She knew there was something that the people closest to her weren't telling her, but they dodged around any potential inquiry she might make and it was leaving her just a bit frustrated, as well as concerned. So it was that she would spend those moments she had alone thinking and wondering and feeling as though she might burst. It didn't help that there were still the odd few snide people around the school, who were happy to poke fun at her and Alex's decision. In fact, as the redhead sat beneath a tree with her back against the trunk - for some reason she didn't feel like being near the metal benches lately either, maybe some weird phase - she could overhear a gossiping pair who had cast looks her way before speaking quietly, but not at all quietly enough for her to not overhear. "I bet she's pregnant." "Oh my Merlin, you're probably right. Think she did it on purpose?" "Maybe. I mean Alex could do so much better, but now he's stuck with her." Cass didn't want to care, in fact the first few weeks back at school she hadn't. But already feeling as awful as she did, she didn't even have the energy to call them out on being a pair of jealous bitches, and so instead she simply closed her eyes and brought her knees up to her chin as one hand searched her pocket for her phone and headset.
  16. Complete Our Night of Bliss

    This day had started out as one naturally stressful because of the impending loss of his Father but one thing that Alexander had never counted on back at the hospital had been the arrival of Lillian. Mother of mystique and random appearance, an ever watchful hand who manipulated his life like a chess piece. On top of that? It had also seemed another major hand had been in place and for a much longer time than his Mother had ever been involved. How was he supposed to feel about that kind of revelation? That the one his sister had hated, who had treated her horribly, ironically? Was his own savior. That was a lot more information and pieces to the puzzles than he had expected to ever be revealed in the current state of things and yet there it stood much like a clear picture. Purpose, this was a word that lingered in his mind even as the weight of accepting death hung over his head like a guillotine next to it. At any moment it felt like the blade could drop and unearth so much more within that had been kept tight lipped ever since the departure of his Mother. Cassandra had taken the lead of apparating the both of them to her house, her bedroom. He had gotten used to the transporting spell even though he couldn't risk using it himself, Merlin's beard, just imagine if he did and his magic chose to become unpredictable during transit? That was a risk he would rather much like to avoid enjoying his parts where they were at the moment. A hand embraced against the wall while he still kept silent still trying to process every bit of information that had been tossed at him, both without him actually asking topped with those that had come due to his own curiosity. "Always when she's the least wanted around is she the most 'Helpful'. . . Damn it." Fingers curled tightly into the palms of his hand trying to contain himself from smacking the wall just to feel a physical sensation to equal the frustration that clouded within his mind. That wouldn't solve a thing, it wouldn't alleviate the pain or the confusion and larger questioned that bubbled up on the inside. "Sorry. . . For everything, Kitty." That was a genuine tone for his apology because there had been a lot that he had felt needed to be said in that moment. "Didn't really have time to tell anyone when it happened but maybe I should have spoken up earlier." The last thing he wanted, however, was people to know just how bad of a mistake he had been for someone that didn't need to take responsibility but chose to do so anyways. Even his father would say otherwise, call him an idiot for thinking that he forced the man to make the choice, forced the man to take the steps he did for the comfort of drink. . . There was that flickering fact that it all stemmed from himself and it wasn't something he had ever been comfortable wearing as a badge. "I am sorry for my Mother - there. . . Well, reasons why I would rather no one meet her and you already seen why. Adele's going to be pissed. . . Easier for me to deal with the knowledge I was a mistake that she'd rather have dead but not everyone would actually find that as a good thing for me to 'be used to'. Haha, but well, when you're abandoned you kind of jump to that conclusion anyways." Why would he think anyways? No attempt to actually connect with him and the way she had dismissed his chances out of statistics showed enough of what he meant to her on a more grand scale and yet why she chose many of the actions she had. . . It threw him into more of a confusion. Alexander found himself moving over towards the red-heads bed and gently sit on it after taking Sapphire off and gently laying the guitar at the edge of the nearby table. "I know, I know. . . Your boyfriend has the most screwed up life in existence. I just hoped she knew of some kind of idea. . . But I guess she has a point - if she actually thought there was a way she actually would have tried. That much I believe." Was his mother ENTIRELY heartless? No. But she wasn't a Mother, not enough to be how everyone regards Adele or Jezebel. "If this other person, Adele's stepmother, doesn't know anything. . . Then I am going to have to start thinking a hell of a lot more creative. . . " Facing Darryl's death, it had only made him yearn for life even more and he knew from Lillian's words, from Adele's, his Sorceraic side was stronger. Choosing the Wizard side would most likely increase his chance of death which meant it only made sense to go to the other spectrum. Yet, not yet, not until he could guarantee with little doubt that he would live. "I am sorry I put you in this kind of position, Cassandra. Not about our love, that I'd never regret. But to have your heart in pure worry about what could possibly happen next. . . That is cruel of me."
  17. Invite i'm gonna be a super model

    It had been an absolute pain in the ass to find an empty classroom for the fittings. Somehow she had been able to find space and not have to fight for it. Which was a good thing- blood could be so difficult to get out of fabric. Maybe she would use her potions abilities to make comfortable liquid proof clothing. Not that stiff fabric… it always felt so waxy to her. She placed it on her list of things to work out. She had opened it up to just Mari, and Cass at this point. She felt she could trust them, Cass had the perfect bone structure… she was sometimes amazed at how pretty the red head was. Frankie had got to the point where she looked at her classmates for who she could put on her runway… but she had not found too many. Poor Cass and Mari couldn’t walk the whole show. It would be impossible. That and Frankie had actually sewn a dress for Cassandra, she thought of her the second she had finished the sketch a deep emerald number. Tea length, off the shoulder. She could see a delicate necklace and heels. It would be perfect. She had it one of the mannequins. She had two others in addition for the show. She smiled as she heard footsteps. The familiar gait stopped and Frankie spun around. ”hey!” She greeted her. Frankie had not been feeling well for the past few weeks but she figured it had to do more with stress than anything else. It was a horrible feeling. However she could easily suppress the feelings for now. She was focused. ”Okay so these three are to try on, get your fitting and then make the alterations. I am pretty sure I have your size perfect but I am not infallible” she said with a smile. ”and you can spill about why you hate the student body… I do to honestly, but I am curious as to your reasons.” She had never been able to make many friends. She had some but not a whole lot. She was not worried abiout it however she was very happy with the few friendships she had and did manage to maintain. ”Okay so lets start with the pants and the blouse they will likely be the most challenging to fit. The Dresses are pretty easy.” Frankie moved and handed her the outfit. ”I think this will be perfect on you however.” She was rather proud of the garment and how it had come together.
  18. Invite Understudy (Feb. 13th '18)

    The redhead had researched a few dance studios before this trip into the city. She wanted to make a good impression and so had made certain that she at least had her various dancing shoes in her bag, in case she was asked to give a demonstration of her skill. But she'd also made sure to have all the necessary checks done: police check, check; working with children check, check; written references from her teachers back in England as to how well she worked with other dancers, and especially with teaching children, double-checked. And now, the young woman stood outside the first one that had really taken her notice. The reviews about the studio were especially good, not just from a performance and parent and student standpoint, but also in terms of friendliness and acceptance of a number of dance styles. It was sometimes difficult to find somewhere that was more than just the traditional styles. She loved ballet, but she also loved modern and street dancing, as well as other types. Stepping inside the door, the young woman looked around the studio, taking in the spacious floor, as she offered a small smile and adjusted her bag on her shoulder. "Uhm, hello? I was wondering if Eudoxia Miller was available to talk to?" Cass actually felt a little nervous, which was a very rare thing for her, but she held herself with confidence and a winning smile, she wanted to make a good first impression. (Cassandra)
  19. Complete Vigil of the Damned

    Stupid man! Cass thought to herself as she moved through the corridors of the hospital, following directions that we're given to her. She'd thrown on a pair of leggings and large sweatshirt before tossing on a pair of sneakers, and then run to the outside of the school property so she could apparate to Melbourne. Her hair was a bit of a tangled red mess, but she didn't care. As soon as Caitlin had been contacted about the student whose father had just passed away, she'd let Cassandra know what had happened, knowing that the young man didn't really have other legal family. She promised her niece that she would also inform the librarian, Adele, and then the girl had been off. Now, Cass was only a little puffed and probably sweating too as she ran the maze of hallways, until she found the room where she'd been told she could find Alex. Knocking gently at first, the redhead then opened the door to peek in a little. The bed was empty, but had clearly held someone in it until recently, meaning they'd already moved the body. But there in the corner of the room was the dark haired young man, practically hugging at the neck of his guitar, and her heart near broke at the sight. With out a word, Cassandra walked into the room and pulled a chair next to his, before then reaching for the young man, to pull him into her arms so she could hold him. Nothing had to be said, Cass was here for him and would wait until he wanted to talk or move or something. There was all the time in the world.
  20. Invite Ahead of the Curve (Feb 12th '18)

    The Headmaster hadn't been in his office when Cassandra had arrived, and apparently his assistant hadn't even realised he'd gone out, the woman swearing beneath her breath before saying that Cass could wait inside while she 'hunted Alan Burdett down'. The redhead almost felt sorry for the man, except that she figured most men wouldn't mind someone who looked like Ms Adagathguarde hunting them, like ever. They'd have to be nuts. But the young woman complied anyway with a small shrug and wandered into the office, making her way to a couch, where she flopped down with a sigh. After just a few moments, Cass was already restless, and her feet began tapping the floor in a rhythm, before her fingers joined in on the arm of the couch, until she was practically playing out some kind of drum beat. Her eyes closed as she considered why she was here. It had been part something she'd been reading up on last year, and part nudging from Cate to ask about it, even though she wasn't sure still. But, perhaps it would help to quell some of the annoyance that came with not wanting to repeat some of the subjects she'd already done, while catching up on the things that she missed out on. She was an intelligent person, more so than she liked to let on. And her aunt knew that, and didn't want to see her end up getting lazy from boredom. At least, the redhead was pretty sure that the Headmaster would understand she would want to keep this on the down low. She didn't want others to know what she was doing, she had a reputation to uphold, after all, as the weird hyperactive and trouble making Irish girl. It made life much easier, and people have less expectations of her. Plus, she didn't want people actually thinking she liked studying. By the time anyone would even arrive, Cass would already be humming mid song to the beat from her limbs and practically ready to jump from her chair and begin dancing. (Cassandra)
  21. Invite Stormdancer (Feb 10, '18)

    Cassandra Sullivan
    It was raining, it was storming... Cass had almost forgotten that rain was something that could actually happen here. The summer heat had been near killing the poor Irish lass, having moved over in December from the UK's snowy climate to sudden desert heat. She still wasn't certain how she'd managed to not explode into a flaming mass, and become ashes already. She typically avoided the sun on the bad days, her fair skin far too easily burned. But right now? The young woman stood in the middle of the grounds, drenched from head to toe with her face lifted to the rain that pelted down. This was amazing, and she was rather certain that she was officially in love with Australian rain. It wasn't hot or cold, it was just... fantastic. The fact that there was also thunder and lightning going on didn't seem to bother her in the slightest either, as she suddenly spun around and began kicking and puddles and dancing wildly like some kind of water sprite. Not only that, but light laughter bubbled from her throat, pure and lighthearted. The redhead didn't care who saw her, or whether they thought she was strange. There was nothing better than this moment, right now, and she was going to enjoy it for as long as it lasted... or until she either got hungry, or curfew hit, which would mean that she'd have forgotten dinner if that happened. Not that she could care in her current state. Spinning around, Cassandra released a whoop and she danced into a puddle and then another, her movements barely more than graceful skips as she celebrated the rainstorm.
  22. Complete We Got Time (Feb. 14 2018)

    Well, anyone who was still up and about by the time the pair had returned to the dorms had completely avoided even looking at Cass as they made their way through. That was just fantastic, but hopefully would pass in time. She didn't need to be made a pariah just because she'd had a nightmare. She'd find some way to make people forget all about that one little incident. Once they'd gathered their things, Cate was already waiting in the parking lot, seemed she'd got a call anyway. Ace. There were a few questions in her mind regarding the young man that Cassandra said was staying over, but all in all the car ride had been quiet, the younger redhead happy to just curl up in the backseat with Alex while her aunt drove them back to their house where she asked a few times if Cass was sure she was feeling alright, before bidding the pair goodnight and moving off to her own room. Cassandra herself was exhausted. She led Alex through the house, holding his hand, showing him where the amenities were if he needed anything, before then leading on to her own room. It was kept rather tidy, something of a contrast to the wilder girl, but had a large Queen size bed which she flopped down on, before dragging Alex over to come cuddle with her as she kicked back the covers. She knew he wanted to tell her things, but she knew it wasn't likely to sit within her mind while she was in this tired state and so promised that they would talk in the morning. With that, she curled up against his side, an arm wrapped over him and drifted off. The next morning, it was the sounds of someone in the kitchen that woke the young woman up, and she blinked blearily a few times with a wide yawn, before realising there was someone in her bed. She lifted her head with a small confused frown, before seeing who it was and then remembering the night before. Huh, she'd actually slept for the rest of the night without any other incidents. Without much more thought, Cassandra released a long sigh as she lay her head back down, resting it on Alex's chest lightly and closing her eyes as she listened to his heartbeat. This was actually... really nice. It felt weird in the sense that she felt a strange sensation in her belly, and wanted to smile stupidly for some reason, but still felt nice. She didn't do anything until such a time as he stirred, however, before shifting her head to smile lightly at Alex. "Morning, Danger-Zone."
  23. Complete Sugar Rush (Jan. 11 2018)

    Jackson Renner
    He never really looked forward to going back to school. It was happening soon, and he hated the idea. He missed Levi when he was gone, and the letters never seemed to be enough. The younger boy was his charge. Jackson had taken the responsibility of big brother to heart and he would likely end up getting himself in more and more trouble as time went on. That and he knew Levi was not thrilled that Jack had special powers. He never used them at home, unless Levi asked to see something. Today he was simply trying to get himself ready for the coming year. Once he was old enough to handle himself he shopped on his own. His parents were often uncomfortable and he didn’t like to draw attention to himself. However he would pick up a few sweets for Levi. He was looking around the sweet shop currently. He liked to bring some things home to him… he liked a few things and he was collecting them. Jack smiled to himself as he tossed a handful of things in his basket. He then went about looking for what he liked. He found it rather important to have a well-stocked sweets stash. Not paying attention he found himself bumping into someone and he smiled. ”Oh sorry.” He said with a small smile as he sheepishly moved away from where he had run into them. ”I see you want the butter candies too.” He said with a smile. He happened to like them very very much.
  24. Complete The Bitter Pill (Feb 10th '18)

    Most days Cassandra was good, great even. She was at a pretty decent school, with some cool teachers, and had met a couple of other students who she could call friends. All in all, things hadn't started off too badly. But today wasn't one of those days. The young woman wasn't even certain of what it was that had suddenly hit her, but at least it was the weekend, so she didn't have to put on a show in class or anything, and pretend that she was fine when she was feeling rather far from it. Despite doing her best to be herself, carefree and happy, trying to get to know people, she felt... off. Was it homesickness? She knew that she missed Hogwarts, missed her friends, and her old home. But there seemed to be something more to it. Perhaps it was the fact that she was the only eighteen year old that she knew of in her year. Perhaps it was the fact that other students in her year level that she'd paid any attention too seemed to make her feel old. She felt old, despite her quirky nature and desire for immature fun. It was like she was too mature for everyone else, while also stepping around eggshells to try and avoid more disastrous encounters. Whatever it was, the redhead was at least glad for the fact that being an adult by Australian standards meant she could simply leave the school on the weekend and go out in the city. It was how she found herself sitting at a bar in a pub that was smack in the CBD, a Johnny Walker and Coke in front of her as she stared at the ice cubes in the drink. For whatever reason, the redhead had even dressed the part, with a short skirt and sequinned halter top, as well as strappy heels that gave her short stature an extra couple of inches. Her hair fell in fiery waves over her shoulders, and she barely paid attention to her surroundings, simply lifting the drink to take a long chug from it, before ordering another. This felt like a night to get blind drunk, and she'd probably have to get Cate to help her home later. Fishing through her wallet to get some cash out, the young woman's elbow struck out, accidentally connecting with someone, and she sighed softly, casting a brief look toward them as she murmured a soft apology. She then returned to her drink as she tried to keep her mind off the depression that was slowly creeping into her head. She didn't want to cry, she refused to. (Cassandra)
  25. Complete Let's Get It Started In Here

    Theodore Spellman
    Having managed to make the place significantly more clean and orderly with the help of Alex, Teddy smiled at their success. F3 was in tip-top shape, in fact, it was probably in the best shape it had been in decades. Quite beside himself, he told Alex, "Seems like we're ship-shape, mate. Now we just have to get everything together." He smiled even wider after saying this because this was indeed the easy part. After spending the previous weekend mending the classroom and this whole day gathering bits and pieces like the speakers, setting up the music and the soundproofing charms, and making sure that all of the decorations were in place, getting the food and beverages out of the cooler they had levitating alongside them on the way there, seemed a simple feat. Teddy made several complicated wand movements and suddenly the lid to the cooler popped off and the food and beverages magicked themselves into their proper places. "Now that this is done all we have to do is check on the billywigs to make sure they are alright and then wait for people to show up," he thought aloud to Alex. So, he went over to the formerly terrifying cupboard they magically repaired and opened its door revealing three jars with one billywig in each of them. They seemed a bit displeased, but not nearly as much as they were before. Closing the cabinet, he turned to Alex, who seemed to be working with the sound system. "I think we've properly set everything up, all we need now is our guests and some fun music. How is that coming along?" They worked really hard to put together the best playlist for the party and Teddy wanted to be sure that it would end up being played so that everyone could enjoy it. It seemed like everything was coming together. This was definitely going to be a party to get them through the term, that was for sure.
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