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Tallygarunga
a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
September, 2019 :: Spring


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Spencer ☆ Seventh Year ☆ StudentTecri
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ she/her

Life had been so complicated that Max was having a hard time practicing her instrument. The soothing sound of the violin wasn’t heard in a weeks, maybe a month or more, and the quietness was making Max uneasy, she had to keep practicing or else thoughts of what she was going to do in the future would flood her mind, poking at her that she needed to find work, even if it was part-time, she couldn’t and wouldn’t be a burden to anyone, especially Senan. The boy had a lot in his mind, and she couldn’t do anything about it, she was powerless and whatever she tried to do ended back firing at her, she almost lost an eyebrow once.

She walked into the musiciary, with her violin ready for some alone practice. The room was empty as she expected, only her, the violin and the melody that would leave the strings echoing in room would fill the room. Max began playing a few random notes, no specific known music, just a mix of notes from her own head, which didn’t sound too well on the first try, maybe altering the order, would make a more soft melody, and maybe she should do something different with the music, use a bit of magic to add something spectacular to it as well.

Max started to play again, this time the notes that left the violin matched together and left in a string of golden dust, twirling around at the sound of the music Max was playing, along with a few small, yet energetic dance movements, making the golden string twirl around the redhead instead of random furniture and instruments in the classroom. Anyone that would enter the classroom in that moment could see the circus. The golden dust twirling, following the sound of a soft melody coming from the violin being played by the redhead.

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Sturt ☆ Third Year Metanoia
13 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ He/Him

Ujithra was thinking, in the still, dark pool of his young mind, that he could use a new pet to mark his introduction to Tallygarunga. Yes, some kind of smaller familiar. Maybe a turtle, or a salamander. It didn’t matter what kind, he thought, as long as it was something cute that he could write to his parents back in Hawke’s Bay about. He didn’t really want one for himself, but it would show willing to his family and potentially put them at ease. Not that he particularly wanted to reassure them that this was a good move, but the sooner they were satisfied with his transfer to “Tally”, the better. He didn’t need them poking their noses that deeply into his head again any time soon.

He was walking slowly through the halls of the school, one more small dark head among many, if with less purpose. After some time, he stopped at a sign marking the entrance of Kookynie Halls. His brow furrowed. That wasn’t where the Sturt common room was supposed to be. He easily suppressed a frustrated sigh at the inconvenience of having to learn another entirely new school layout in such a short time. Still, his irritation with his own middling sense of direction and aimless daydreaming caused the slightest thinning of his lips as he headed forward to explore. Maybe the hall would lead him back to where he started, at least.

He turned a corner and heard the trembling voice of a violin further down a quiet hallway. Oh, the musiciary, he thought. He made a mental note to remember it – Music utterly mystified him and he had no appreciation or talent for it, but it was good to know. The faster he could get familiarised with things and blend in, the better.

The sound of the violin increased in volume as he got closer. Maybe whoever was in there could point him in the right direction. Ujithra opened the door and was greeted with a face-full of golden glitter. He blinked and peered through the swirling magic. An older student, a teenage girl, was the source of the noise and, it seemed, the dust. He stepped in, schooling his features into a bland mask against the urge to plug his ears.

He came up behind the girl, stopping a fair distance away. He silently watched her fingers on the strings over her shoulder. He honestly couldn’t tell good music from bad, but the confidence in her movements belied some skill. A brief streak of dislike ran down his spine. Unfair, said the little voice in his head, familiar as home. Unfair that she likes something enough to be that good at it.

He continued to stare for a few more seconds, then decided it was okay to interrupt. “Excuse me,” he said, his high adolescent voice brushing up gently against the violin’s.

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Spencer ☆ Seventh Year ☆ StudentTecri
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ she/her

She continued to play the violin, completely unaware that her melody was being heard by another student. The Spencer continued to play the made-up melody as the notes were being written on a piece of paper, some parts needed to be altered but the structure was done. She couldn’t play in her dorm without bothering Laurie, in Laurie’s trunk was a good place to practice, but she always thinks she’s going to get stuck in that thing, and in Senan’s house, she’s still a bit embarrassed to be caught by him as she plays, she’ll have to do it one day, but for the mean time she would prefer to keep it to herself.

Before she could finish the music, someone decided to interrupt her. She was disappointed, but she had the music written on a paper, she just needed to play it again and get it right. That would be nice. The paper flew from the seat onto her hands as the golden dust seemed to hide in the violin. Max turned around to face the student that had interrupted her, assuming it was someone that she knew but no, it wasn’t. Was he a new student to the school? He looked like it, she knew most students in the school, but she didn’t know him, and he certainly wasn’t a Spencer, she had no knowledge that anyone belonging to her House had arrived.

“Hello. Do you need help?” she asked a bit confused. Didn’t other houses have some sort of welcoming committee? Or perhaps they have all left and the boy was alone to get acquainted with the school grounds. She moved slowly towards her violin case and placed the instrument inside along with the music sheet. If the new student needed some help she could afford to spend a while showing him around, there would be no need to let someone fend for themselves in a new school.

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