You might belong in Gryffindor

[littledhampir]

Who: Gryffindors! (+ Friends/Visitors/People sneaking in)
Where: Gryffindor Tower: Common Rooms + Dorms. Gryffindor Table in the Great Hall.
When: During the event
Rating: Label as you go
Summary: Gryffindor Mingle Log
The Story:

Common Room
The common room is a circular room where Gryffindor students can relax after a long day of studying. It is full of squashy armchairs, tables, and a bulletin board where school notices, ads, lost posters, etc. can be posted. The common room is decorated in several shades of red, which is associated with the house.

There are many windows that look out onto the grounds of the school, and a large fireplace dominates one wall. The mantle of the fireplace is adorned with a portrait of a lion. The walls are decorated with scarlet tapestries that depict witches and wizards, but also various animals. There are also bookcases located in the room.


Dorms
The Gryffindor dormitories are also located in the Tower, with two doors leading off from the common room that open to spiral staircases. One of them leads to the girls' dormitory, the other to the boys'. The stairs to the girls' dormitory are enchanted to become a slide if any boy attempts to climb them, but not vice versa, since it was deemed that girls were more trustworthy than boys... (Look don't blame me it's canon)

Comments

[normandysbest]

I mean, yeah. I've tried it a couple times, but... never seriously. Always seemed a little out of my league.

[It'd be nice, to have something like that. To think herself that capable.]

Are you thinking of going into like, being an auror or something? Where you'd need it?

[postictal]

I dunno.

[It's the sad truth. He's got no idea what he plans to do with himself after graduation. What he even wants to do. He's not a guy who's all that accustomed to having wants at all - let alone ones that are attainable. Most of his "wants" lie in the realm of "I want it all to stop hurting so much one day," and that one's out of the cards. Always has been.]

Just curious, I guess? Seems like it'd be a good thing to know.

[normandysbest]

It would be.

[She's wondering now, offhandedly, what memory she could use. Tries to think of something that incredibly happy. A happiness that's powerful. She comes up blank, and pushes it to the side.]

Bet you could ask the DADA professor about it, if you were having trouble.

[postictal]

I could, yeah.

[And by "could" he means "no," and by "no" he means "fuck no." Not that he's not used to failure, but publicly attempting something only to not even meet the requisite standard of "have a memory that is happy" would take whatever shit he's dealt with thus far and amplify it a thousandfold. He gets talked about enough as it is.

He jerks his chin at the door, eyes dark.]

Think they're gone?

[normandysbest]

[She raises her eyebrows, realizing she's entirely forgotten she was hiding in here and not just chatting this guy up. She tiptoes to the door, gently pushes it open, squints into the hall before closing the door again.]

I think I'm in the clear. Thanks for letting me hide out in here for a while. And, ah, good luck with...

[She gestures towards his wand.]

All that. Seriously. Let me know if I can help or whatever.

[postictal]

I'm fine.

[An easy lie. He's always "fine." No one needs to know if he's ever anything less (which he never is, but no one needs to know that either). He glances at the door again, trying not to act like he's desperate for her to leave.

He knows better than to expect a life of people who genuinely want to be around him.]

See ya.

[normandysbest]

[She watches him, but doesn't really know what to say. There's a twinge of guilt for barging in, but she doesn't really have anything else to add, so...

She shrugs, and waves as she slips out.]

See ya. Good luck.