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[male. hetero] [17 years] [huge flirt] [relationship:n/a]
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☞GRAHAM grinned proudly, puffing his chest a bit at aticus’s praise. if there was one thing the gryffindor loved, it was recognition for his brilliant ideas, however far and few between they were. ”you could always go as like... zeus or something. that way we can keep the theme going” he offered with a shrug.

the mention of aticus taking milly left a bit of a sour taste in his mouth, a pang of jealousy settling in the pit of his stomach for only a moment. the broad shouldered blonde quickly shook off the feeling, knowing that he would never let a girl come between him and his best mate. had his plan been to take the fifth year slytherin bombshell himself? of course. but aticus had gotten their first and graham respected that. “you two will be the hottest pair there for sure” he clapped aticus on the back.

glancing towards the slytherin table, he noted marisol caught up in a deep conversation with jihoon. cocking his head to the side in thought, his blue eyes narrowed. he would ask marisol. the two got along great, possessing a deeper connection than most. besides, she was gorgeous and he wanted someone to take that he could really enjoy having by his side. graham was fully aware of her sexuality as she wore it with pride. he admired her confidence and was never off-put by who she loved. how could he be when his own sister was clearly gay?

speaking of wren... he glanced over at the ravenclaw table, his intense blue gaze catching his twin in the middle of staring at none other than poppy. the sixth year snorted softly to himself, wondering how it was that everyone he was close to was so hopeless and blind when it came to love. graham leaned back into the conversation, his interest piqued as aticus questioned who poppy was interested in going to the ball with. a thick, clean eyebrow shot upwards as he stared at the quidditch star intently, more than curious to know the answer.

graham hummed softly as aticus turned back towards him, wanting to put this whole milly thing to rest and calm his best mate’s nerves. the broad shouldered blonde watched with mock disgust as his compatriot munched on a thick turkey leg. “don’t stress mate. i was actually thinking of taking marisol... or maybe even trying my luck with wren’s other twin seeing as she’s about the only girl interested in men that’s not wooed by my dazzling charm.” he teased lightly as he glanced toward the ravenclaw table, not willing to admit that it bothered him ever so slightly that odessa could ignore his charms.

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O D E S S A
|female | ravenclaw | eighteen | heterosexual | tagged: wren | mention: graham, dorian |

Odessa looked at Wren and pursed her lips as she thought of ideas that would be appropriate, given that things she thought were fake when actually making those costumes are real. "No. All the muggle costumes are so...bland and not creative. I was thinking...maybe we could dress up as constellations. I could go as Cassiopeia, you could be...well there is so many constellations based from Greek mythology." Odessa's face lit up. She did that when she talked about something that she was passionate about.

Odessa could feel the sharp gaze of Graham in her back. She turned around and met his gaze, scrunching up her nose and sticking her tongue out at him teasingly. She never thought of Graham as anything more than her friend and Wren's brother. She knew that it bothered him that he didn't affect her. Sure, he was handsome, but there wasn't a spark there. Besides, she's seen what he's done to other girl's hearts and she didn't need that. She quickly refocused her attention on Wren again, who seemed a bit lost in thought. She could see her looking over at the Gryffindor table too.

Odessa grabs a roll and butters it as she looks around the Great Hall. She looked over to the Hufflepuff table and sees Dorian, her study buddy and friend. She wondered if he was going to the Costume Ball. She suddenly see him waving towards her and Wren and she gives a small wave back.

[landogate]

𝐏𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 `𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄
i. seventeen, cisfem, seventh yr ii. gryffindor captain + beater iii. loc ─ gryffindor table iv. tags ─ aticus, graham (mentions wren, odessa)

xxxxpoppy had finally settled from her ever-present search to find wren, she turned herself around fully so she could engage in a proper conversation with both aticus and graham, who were neck-deep in figuring out who they wanted to take to the ball. she was rather late in the banquet compared to other students around her, who seemed to be gobbling down their seconds or even thirds. she picked a miniature sheppards pie up from the spread along with two sausages, slapping a hearty portion of mash. she scoffed down her sausages while aticus and graham talked. graham looked keen on marisol, despite her flaming homosexuality poppy supposed marisol would attend the ball with graham out of friendship. poppy, arguably the quietest of the trio, piped in, supporting aticus. "are you thinking of doing a couples costume, aticus?" she sniggered and she plopped some of her pie into her mouth. "i feel like mythology is gonna be a popular theme. i've still got to figure out who i'm going with, and find time to make a costume? jeez could they not have the ball until like, after the first week back?" poppy sighed. quidditch tryouts would happen soon, the first match of the season would be right around the corner and before long poppy and the other seventh years would find themselves knee deep in unfinished essays.

xxxxas she continued to eat in the hall of simmering conversations, poppy thought to what she could dress up as. she most certainly wouldn't go as anything muggle related, and she wanted something uncommon. her thoughts wondered over to both her own costume and who she would go with. in her own mind, she reasoned it'd be fine if poppy tagged along with graham and marisol, she didn't need a date, right? or maybe, she'd ask wren to go. again she reasoned that it didn't have to be romantically, they could go as friends, eager to gain some house points? regardless of her thoughts poppy's face began to flush. the sooner she spoke to wren, the sooner she could ask if she had plans, and the sooner poppy's relentless mind would be put to rest. "what are you thinking of going as, gray?" she was curious to see other's ideas, maybe she could bounce off from the two gryffindors she sat with for a decent plan.

[landogate]

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋 `𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍
i. seventeen, cisfem, sixth yr ii. slytherin keeper iii. loc ─ slytherin table iv. tags ─ jihoon

xxxxjihoons glare at her food surprisingly didn't make her feel self-conscious. indeed it was a cultural difference that marisol's palate had come accustom to, but that was what a fast metabolism was for right? if she had it her way, there would be much more greens and vegetarian meals provided, but alas, chicken dripping in grease and buttery mashed potatoes would have to do for now. the two had laughed together before the conversation settled and marisol listened to jihoon speak. the pairs' family lives were certainly twisted and hard to understand, on both fronts, so marisol could relate to that fact. when he quickly moved on from that conversation though, marisol decided not to poke the bear.

xxxx"you look like you're feeding pigeons when you hand out sweets like that." she laughed, heartily. jihoon, arguably more nice to others in general, appeared as not only a brother figure to marisol, but much of the younger portion of house slytherin. while marisol was cold to anyone, regardless of house, jihoon was understanding. marisol feigned a gasp, before breaking out in a giggle. a playful shove from marisol was sent jihoon's way as she attempted to wipe her face after jihoon's flick to her nose.

xxxxmarisol returned to her upright sitting position, making sure she did in fact have nothing on her face, reaching over to her left to find a small dish of some chocolate desert that she could pick at. "i guess i have two questions now. one, who are you, snake prince, going to take to the party? and two what are you going as?" she cocked her head and her lips turned up into a sly smile. another gasp exited marisols throat as she realized, verbalizing her thoughts immediately. "and who gets to host the afterparty?" a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. a party was certainly a way to get the year rolling, but an afterparty, away from the prying eyes of the hogwarts staff would be the best way to ring in the new semester. it would only be fitting if house slytherin hosted it.

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[female. closeted gay.] [17 years] [hopeless puppy-dog] [relationship:n/a]
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☞WREN scrunched up her button nose at the idea that muggles could be so bland in their halloween costume creativity, especially since it was just about the one night a year they ever bothered to dress in costume. the ravenclaw brightened at the mention of greek mythology, a topic she and her twin graham shared a vested interest in. clearly it was something that odessa also seemed to enjoy as the lanky sixth year noted the brightness that welled in the older girl's eyes. the keeper had grown to appreciate the little quirks about her captain, her pastime of people watching allowing her to pick up on small mannerisms and ticks.

"cassiopeia is a brilliant choice, though i don't peg you for being as vain as she was" wren affirmed odessa. "if we're going the greek route and the stars route i think i'd like to play around with aquila. i could have an eagle mask and everything that way i can hide my face. who knows, maybe it'll make me feel braver and more liberated" she pondered hopefully. the dirty blonde followed odessa as her friend's gaze turned to the gryffindor table, cocking her head curiously as she noticed her twin and her best friend staring at each other. the lightest pang of what she could only describe as jealousy hit her heart, though she quickly reassured herself that odessa was her true friend and was not using her to get to graham.

if there was one thing wren was forever grateful for, it was the fact that the seventh year beside her had not once shown any attraction to her twin. it helped the ravenclaw feel like she was good enough to have friends of her own that wanted to be there simply because of her. the blonde met odessa's gaze and she gave a soft smile, her eyes wrinkling warmly. "sorry about him. he's just a thickheaded loser" she huffed, nodding in the direction of the gryffindor table as her brown eyes rolled about playfully in her skull.

as the seventh year went back to munching on a dinner roll, wren politely pushed her plate aside, hoping soon dessert would decorate the table. sitting quietly, an arm caught her attention. dorian. wren perked up a bit, having spent some time in his company whenever she'd tag along with odessa on study dates. wren raised a hang instinctively, no longer worried about bringing attention to herself as the speech was over. she let her long, slender fingers bend in a wave back, offering the hufflepuff a soft smile.

[BeyondTheShire]

Aticus Bleakwood⏵Gryffindor
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indentationAticus smirked at Graham. "Huh Zeus the all mighty. God of thunder and seducing women and one time even a man. Yeah I could see it!" Aticus went on. "Hopefully I can convince Milly to be my Hera." He said thoughtfully. "Or even Aphrodite." At that he wiggled his eyebrows at the other Gryffindor boy, laughing at his-self. Aticus put some more food on his plate, just grabbing whatever looked good. "So its settled then Greek God theme?" He asked a mouthful of food. Aticus doesn't have many table manners. He wasn't raised that way. His parents are pretty calm because lets face it this boy has ran them through the ringer from birth.

He looked a Poppy "Hey! Don't knock couple costumes. Graham and I would make a great Hercules and Zues. We definitely have the face and body for it!" He defended jokingly and started flexing his arms for show. "See! Perfect fits! I think the Greek God idea is perfect!" He agreed with Graham smilling. "What about you? You would make a great Athena!" Aticus stated matter-of-factly. He was pretty proud of his Greek mythology knowledge. He did grow up with muggles and being muggle-born had its advantages.

As he finished his second plate, he moved it away from him and rubbed his bloated stomach, feeling quite full. "Ugh I do this every year on the first day back. You'd think I've learned by now." He grumbled as his stomach started to hurt. Aticus laid he head on the table and huffed, mad at himself for over-indulging once again.

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[male. hetero] [17 years] [huge flirt] [relationship:n/a] [tagged: aticus, poppy]
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☞GRAHAM rolled his cloudy blue eyes at aticus, something he did quite often given the other gryffindor's affinity for the dramatics. "i'm sure you could get her to agree to go as a chicken with its head cut off so long as she gets to be on your arm" the blonde grunted, reassuring aticus. aphrodite hm? graham decided if he were a greek god he would much prefer a goddess with some substance at his side. the broad-shouldered young man watched silently as his best mate reached for yet another plate of food, turning away in disgust. "greek god theme" graham agreed with a curt nod. truly the only thing about aticus that could ever rub him the wrong way was the boy's complete and utter lack of decency at the table.

graham chuckled softly as poppy piped up, poking fun at aticus. though she wasn't quiet by any means, she did tend to be the quietest when the three of them got together. when she did choose to speak up, it was always a witty jab or something truly thoughtful that he could appreciate in comparison to the mindless 'speak-before-you-think' approach that he and aticus favored."that's exactly why greek will be so popular. it's as easy as throwing on a white bed sheet and you'll fit in with just about anyone clinging onto your arm" he chimed in, tossing a casual wink in the quidditch star's direction. "if you want, you could always come along with me. i do have two arms after all, and you could consider being my second gorgeous date as your birthday gift to me" he offered, only half teasing. "unless, of course, there was a different barrett twin you wanted to give a birthday present to..." he trailed off, both eyebrows wiggling a bit. he didn't share her same distaste for the timing of the ball, seeing it as more of a birthday celebration for himself than anything else.

silently, the gryffindor caught the blush erupting on poppy's face as she was lost in her own thoughts. a sly grin curled across his lips, but he kept his comments to himself. "little old me? i'm being basic as well of course. hercules. easy costume, don't need to spend a lot to make it happen, and i get to be half naked" he shrugged, glancing over at aticus who had finally swallowed enough food to retaliate against poppy's jab about couples costumes. graham nodded along, mocking aticus a bit with his facial expressions before lightly shoving the other boy in the shoulder. "rein it in there, golden boy. i don't think poppy cares much for your chiseled jawline and hunky muscles" he snorted. "athena?" he mused at aticus's suggestion, stormy blue eyes narrowing as he looked the seventh year up and down, chewing thoughtfully on his lower lip. "i'd say more an artemis, no? a bit sportier especially since we all know poppy doesn't have the brains to be athena" graham teased.

glancing over his shoulder as aticus whined, graham gagged mockingly. "what happened to that perfect god-like figure?" he jabbed before glancing around the hall. "i think we've been here long enough. we could probably get a move on to our common room now no?" he questioned, getting antsy as he was now beyond bored of sitting about watching everyone else gorge themselves on overly indulgent foods like they hadn't seen a scrap of food in weeks.

[daifuku]

𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐚!
─ sixteen ─ cisfem ─ ravenclaw sixth yr ─ loc; ravenclaw table ─ mentions; ─ tags; faye ─

spacerfaye's voice once again snapped magnolia out of her temporary stupor. although usually quite observant, she hadn't noticed the other girl's short moment of panic this time, and listened to her speak with a small smile on her face, nodding in agreement at faye's comment on muggle sports. her muggle friends always tried to explain non-magical sports to her, but they were still quite unknown to her. they had such plain names like 'basketball' or "volleyball,' and she could never quite get into those as much as quidditch. they didn't have quite the thrill-- there wasn't the excitement of slashing through the air on a broomstick, dodging bludgers and outmaneuvering the opponent. with a wide grin of her own, magnolia thought ahead to tryouts and the first games of the season, which she awaited with eager anticipation.

spacerreturning her attention back to the conversation at hand, just catching the last bit of what faye had said. "me too," she replied with a sympathetic look on her face. "i can't wait for everything to get back into the swing of things! i really miss being here with everyone else too. can you believe we're already in our sixth year? we'll be seventh years next year, and then we'll be graduating. that's crazy!" the last bit was said with a bit of a saddened expression on magnolia's face. she wasn't a seventh year, but she dreaded how each year flew by her, and she came closer and closer to the end of her days at hogwarts. it must be weirder for faye as well, considering she had missed some years and would have spent a lot less time at hogwarts. finally, magnolia tried to set aside her feelings of apprehension that had surfaced, and attempted to steer the conversation towards something more pleasant.

spacer"that's enough of downer magnolia for now," she joked with faye. "let's talk about this costume party! are you planning to go?" magnolia wasn't really much for parties herself, and did not want to think about having to dig out a costume of some sorts. maybe she could use charms to help her? she didn't really bring that much clothing or know much about sewing to make a costume by herself. i'll think about this later. first, i have to figure out if i'm actually going or not, she thought to herself. there were a ton of rowdy and chaotic people she knew of that were sure to go, but although they were fun to observe and be around, the idea of being so in the spotlight and center of attention was really frightening for her. but, she didn't want be boring and just not go, but she also didn't want to go and end up being alone. so, if she had a friend or two going along with her, it couldn't be too bad, right? although, magnolia really didn't know how close of a friend faye considered her to be, and faye definitely had others who she'd probably want to go with instead of her. magnolia let out a quiet sigh, playing with her thumbs under the table in her indecision.

[landogate]

𝐏𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 `𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄
i. seventeen, cisfem, seventh yr ii. gryffindor captain + beater iii. loc ─ gryffindor table iv. tags ─ aticus, graham (mentions wren)

xxxxthe captains eyes rolled playfully at aticus' display, sighing playfully and laughing along with the other two. poppy nodded, "ancient greece it is." she raised her eyebrows, giggling again when aticus mentioned a couples costume with himself and graham. sitting with these two was always a joyful experience. they were able to bounce idea's off each other and make far too much noise in study hall. there was never a dull moment. by this poppy had pushed her plate aside, and opted to not indulge in a sweet desert tonight. she pulled her hogwarts robe close, and swung her left leg over her right. now that she wasn't glued to the table, she was able to move back slightly and sit in a more comfortable position.

xxxx"well, athena could suit me, but i don't really know anything about greek mythology to be honest, you'd have to teach me aticus." she paused for a moment, "i know we just all agreed we'd do greek myth, but like, what about egyptian mythology?" she pursed her lips and pondered, if she did decide on the latter mythos, who would she go as? easy question; sekhmet. or as graham so thoughtfully put it, artemis, because poppy didn't have the brains of athena.

xxxxshe opened her mouth to reply to gray's initial statement before it hung open with the rest of his sentence. "okay, nice one gray." she'd shoved at him, closing her mouth. it was as clear to anyone in their house that poppy was dramatically in love with gray's sister wren. she cocked her head in a playful, mock aggression. "maybe i will then, i'm sure you'll have your hands full with marisol." she smirked. she was almost ninety-nine percent sure that aticus would ditch the trio they planned to stick in for milly as soon as they arrived for the ball and if she was lucky (not lucky for graham though) she'd be able to sneak off and find wren. her tone still playfull, but bordering on shrill as her face turned beat red, "what's that supposed to mean you big meanie?" was it a lie? no. "what if i want to spend time with the both of you?" she sighed, a smile never leaving her face.

xxxxif both boys were preparing to leave for the gryffindor tower, poppy could just stay behind and wait for wren to also exit the great hall. she probably wouldn't have the chance to see her until the ball at the end of the week anyway. "uhh, you guys go ahead, i'll meet you back at the common room." her voice was even, with just the hint of nervousness.

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☞GRAHAM shrugged his shoulders up easily. “greek, roman, egyptian, celtic. Whatever makes you happy little poppy. you could even go as a bunny like all those muggle girls” he offered. easygoing as ever, it didn’t matter much to graham whether there was a theme to his friend group or not; so long as he had his costume figured out, the rest of them could shove it. besides, the blonde knew that aticus would be off in dreamland, wrapped around emily’s finger and trying to forget about blake, and poppy would be drooling over wren, meaning it would ultimately be graham and his date keeping themselves occupied until the afterparty.

the cheeky sixth year caught the gape in poppy’s mouth and the stunned expression plastered on her pretty face, knowing he’d hit the right nerve without pushing too far. the red face was the cherry on top, confirming once and for all that her feelings for his twin went beyond what would be deemed typically friendly. graham didn’t quite know how to feel about it honestly; on the one hand he adored poppy as a human being, but on the other wren was his twin and he was sworn to protect her with every fiber of his being.

“means nothing” he promised with a hand over his heart for emphasis. “spend time with whoever it is your heart desires” he reassured the quidditch prodigy, offering her a genuine smile this time. graham turned away, preparing to get up when he heard poppy pipe up again. a knowing look crossed his stormy blue eyes and he leaned it a bit, trying to make their conversation more private though he didn’t think anyone would bother listening in. “i’m going to go ask odessa to go to the ball with me. i’ll make sure to send wren your way” he offered, voice soft.

without waiting for an answer because he already knew that’s exactly what the seventh year wanted, the tall boy rose to his feet and gave a big stretch and yawn, head swiveling towards the ravenclaw table. "i'll catch up with you in the common room mate" he tossed over his shoulder to aticus. the lion sauntered confidently across the great hall, ignoring stares and giggles from the younger girls. graham came to a halt behind his twin and her best mate, clearing his throat politely to make his presence known. “i hate to interrupt what I’m sure is a riveting and fact-filled reunion, but i’d like to steal odessa for a moment. wren, a certain someone is dying to see you” he gestured with his eyes towards the gryffindor table, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

graham paused for a moment, watching as wren walked off, noting how she tried to hide the skip in her step before turning back to the older ravenclaw. the lad lowered himself onto the bench that was still warm from wren, flashing odessa one of his full-toothed, charming smiles. “des. how are you love?” he didn’t give her long enough to respond before diving into his proposition, figuring the pet name wouldn't sit well with her and was perhaps not the best move to make. “i was wondering if you would do me, a humble sixth year idiot boy from gryffindor, the highest of honors and attend this friday’s halloween ball on my arm” he bowed dramatically, his arm flailing about. “i’ve got this idea of going as hercules if the whole greek mythology theme speaks to you. if not we could always come up with something else” he prompted, a hopeful tinge in his voice as he fell quiet.