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Alice was way ahead of Rose having been drawing the whole time. She had yet to put words to it, but said, nonetheless, "how's this?" Alice turned the sketch book around, holding it upside down briefly, before correcting herself, and flipping it back over. Alice was poud of it, happy it would help people.


Alice unfortunately, was a very skilled lagitimas and had, unknowingly saw the image of the girl Rose was talking about. The girl in her sketch, being an exact replica of the one Rose and her family had seen at the circus.







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Adelaide had waited until her riding companions had all exited the carriage and had made their way well into the school before she got out and grabbed her own luggage, turning to look at the school with a sigh. She would wait until the majority of the students were seated in the Great Hall before she entered, mostly to avoid seeing any tense actions between the Wotter clan and the Malfoys which was as predictable as rain on a cloudy day. Once the throng of students filtering into the school had thinned out, Addy made her way through the large oak doors of the old, rustic castle, taking a moment to close her eyes and breathe in the all too familiar smell of quills, parchment, musty textbooks, delicious food, and a hint of nervous, sweaty first years who were currently trying to figure out how to line up in alphabetical order in the hall outside of the Great Hall. She offered them a reassuring smile as they looked at her with wide eyes when she passed. She could remember being in their position merely five years ago, which seemed like ages ago and, at the same, like it was just yesterday. With a nostalgic smile staying faintly on her lips, Addy entered the Great Hall, the aroma of food becoming instantly stronger. On a normal day at Hogwarts, she would get to meals early to be sure she could grab a spot near the front of the hall, but she was one of the last students to enter this time and thus she was stuck with only a few seats to choose from. She could sit with some rather rowdy, prepubescent third year boys or she could sit near Rose Weasley and Alice Finnigan and though Rose's occasionally obnoxious goody-two-shoes attitude got on her nerves at times and Alice was rather peculiar, Addy would rather sit with them than a group of boys who would no doubt make jokes about her boobs. So, she silently took the empty seat next to Rose, setting her belongings under the table beside her and glancing around to take in the rowdy students body.





Teddy slipped in to the Great Hall from a door concealed in the wall, hidden by the shadows. Teddy had managed to be the one who ended up in possession of the Marauders Map (which James had found in his father's things the summer before their second year) when he and the Potters were packing for Hogwarts and he had spent a good fifteen minutes trying to find a different, more interesting way into the Great Hall from outside the castle. Of course, he'd succeeded. Failure was never an option, even in the silliest of things. He did his best to seem nonchalant as he slipped from the shadows and made his way to the Hufflepuff table, slipping into a seat seemingly unnoticed.





Scorpius' little mishap did not pass by James and James knew that jinx when he saw it. With a glance over to Harmony on his right, a small smirk came to his lips. He gave his cousin a small nudge with his arm and leaned over to whisper to her. "Genius, absolute genius." he spoke softly to her, patting her on the shoulder proudly, "I have taught you so well, little one." He gave her a joking wink, knowing that taking the glory for her skill in pranks and mischief would irk Harmony to no end and James had made it his unofficial duty to constantly get on her nerves when Rose wasn't around to do it for him.





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Rose gazed blankly at the page for brief moment, she then blinked twice, rubbed her eyes with her palms, and surveyed it once again, sure she must have been mistaken. But, it seemed she was correct in associating it with the poor girl she had seen that day at the circus. In fact, it seemed to be a replica of her appearance, from her striking blue eyes, to the hat constructed from immaculate, white roses. Her expression one of complete shock she sputtered,


"That was her exact m-manifestation. The circus girl, I mean, the one Harmony and I saw that say... How on earth did you replicate her?' She was so stunned, that when another Ravenclaw perched herself on the bench next to Rose, she hardly reacted, giving a halfhearted wave without tearing her eyes from the image.






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Harmony was watching the Malfoys', enjoying it quite much actually. She didn't expect less from Aria who was able to counter it. It was a fairly difficult spell to counter for normal people, but neither she or Aria found it hard. Spells came to her as if by magic (Pun intended). A whisper came to her. Her cousin leaned over, a compliment entering her ears. "Oh I kn-" James interrupted her, irritating her a little. The fact that he was taking credit for her awesome skills was not helping at all. She realized that the compliment wasn't a compliment to her, but to himself. "My genius isn't your doing, thank you very much.. And I'm not little." Harmony shot back, ending it childishly, rolling her eyeballs at him. Of course, never in a million years would he give her a nice remark without giving himself credit, and neither would she.





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Alice shrugged and said, "I'm a mind reader... That's not what it's technically called, but seeing how I can't control it, I just say I'm a mind reader..."


Alice gave the other girl a small wave, before putting her pacifier back in her mouth and beginning to shade the sketch some more. "Wha ssssshould it sssay?" She slurred, referring to the poster.
 
"I..um.." Rose took a moment to restrain herself from inquiring exactly how the ability worked, what variables influenced how often she used it involuntarily, and exactly just how many of Rose's thoughts she had read, and whether she might have used it on her in the past. While, she did understand Legilemancy in theory, in practice she had never had much of an aptitude for that sort of magic. And she would have quite liked to learn about the subject directly from an actual Legilemans, but not wanting to make her companion too uncomfortable, she didn't ask about the topic, just yet. Instead she nodded,


"That does make sense. Well, perhaps it could say, "A community open to any muggleborn as a resource for support! or perhaps it could state, 'Does this picture look familiar to you? If it does, owl us at this address or come to the Ravenclaw Common Room at on this date.' "






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Alice looked at Rose like she had lobsters crawling out of her ears. Alice removed her pacifier and said, "Rose, we want them to see the picture too..." She looked at the sketch, and said, "the image is what tugs the heart... It speaks to you in a way that words can't portray... This one... It makes you sad... Forces them to sympathize with a girl, no older then themselves, looking so defeated... So desperate... Few words are needed... 'It's all fun and games, till somebody falls...'"
 
Rose, who was accustomed to relying on longer sentences for all of her daily tasks, from speaking to creating slogans, nodded, not entirely sure how to proceed. Ordinarily, she had no word limit, and under normal circumstances, her speech would be a chapter and slogans were haikus. After pondering the question for a few minutes, she finally generated a suitable idea,


"What about, splits turn to stripping faster than you'd think." She quickly searched Alice's eyes for her approval.
 
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Alice nodded, and sketched it onto the drawing. She decided to draw some more of these posters, maybe some with longer phrases for Rose. She carefully tore the first one out and handed it to her partner, before beginning to sketch the same girl, in a much darker light. She began to take away the glitz and glam of the circus, and add the true horror of being abandoned. Left alone, and helpless, because of your gifts. She drew a knife in the girl's hand to add the real life or death struggle of these children to her drawing. Her second drawing had words, that spoke as loud as the drawing.




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Rose took the first of the fliers, setting it carefully on the table, then slowly and deliberately, she flicked her wand towards the paper in a single motion and spoke clearly,


"Gemino." A second poster immediately popped into existence, identical to the first. She then repeated the spell several times, until twelve pages sat in one neat stack atop the bench before her. Turning to gaze at the next advertisement, she wasn't quite sure whether it would be appropriate to grin or frown. On the one hand, the artwork was once again quintessentially beautiful, but the image was simultaneously really quite dismal. Though, considering this was the desired effect, it would make much more sense to beam than it would to scowl. Taking this into account, Rose smiled brightly and remarked,


"It's divine! Thank you so much for your help!"






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Alice smiled and said, "I'm passionate about it too..." She carefully handed over the next poster, and said, "it's the same girl, I think... Sad what they look like under the costumes, and makeup...." Alice had little control over her lagitimacy, but she could go through and look for a subject matter easily. She let her magic scower through the grounds, looking for anything to do with the magical circus. Her eyes lit up and she began sketching the newest faces in their sad performance.
 
Flicking her wand easily towards the next page, she cast the incantation, beginning to create a second stack. Working on her fourth poster, she remarked,


"It really is, isn't it. How on Earth do you think she could have gotten that awful scar?" Rose shuddered to imagine how it might have been created, as it looked as if the right half of her face had been consumed entirely in flame. And what could necessitate the use of such a wicked blade was a loss to her. Having created her twelfth copy, she set the stack aside, and awaited the next advertisement.





@Ariettie
 
Alice finished the drawing soon enough, but decided it needed more. She dug into her bag and brought out some crayons, coloring the image, with skilled usage of the crayons. She was a master with crayons and finger painting, and often created beautiful works even with those means. Her coloring finished quickly enough, and she showed off the newest poster. "They're brothers I think..." She said sadly.






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Rose smiled, if a bit sadly, down at the picture. The colors and hues transformed the image, they made it real and terribly human. Wiping her eyes quickly she observed,


"It's just beautiful. Goodness, it'll bring everyone to tears. And you made this from crayon?.." She gazed at it for another minute, before taking it in hand, flicking her wand in it's direction, and murmuring a soft,


"Gemino." She then began repeating the process, muttering the incantation to replicate the tragically
exquisite image. This would certainly, if anything, make a statement.





@Ariettie
 
Alice smiled sadly at Rose, and began putting her things away. She would make more tomorrow, or later tonight, but right now she was tired and more then a bit hungry. She put her pacifier back in her mouth, and waited for food.
 
Rose noted the halt in paper production, not that she minded much. She was more than happy to give the girl a break after all had she done to help with this precipitate plan. She placed the advertisements carefully in a folder, and depositing the folder in her bag, she turned to her fellow Ravenclaw,


"Thank you so much for all your help," Her hand dove back into her purse, searching for something with which she could reward her new friend. After a few minutes of
rummaging she fished out a golden foiled package, a chocolate frog. And, dropping it on the table in front of Alice, she added,


"I know it's not much payment after all you've been able to
contribute, but it's all I've got currently. If you'd like real reimbursement, I can fetch some sickles from my dormitory later tonight."





@Ariettie
 
Alice's eyes widened, as she dive bombed the chocolate frog. "Candy!" She squealed loudly, drawing a few stares. Her pacifier fell out of her mouth, only to be caught by the spell that connected it to her shirt. Alice opened and devoured the chocolate frog in a heartbeat, smiling all the wile.


It had been forever since she'd had a chocolate frog, as her parents often wouldn't let her have them. She had gotten on the train with no money, so she couldn't purchase one. To say Alice was happy was an understatement.
 
Rose was slightly alarmed by Alice's rather explosive enthusiasm, she had hardly expected such a reaction to a Chocolate Frog. Though, she supposed, given the Ravenclaw's adoration of all things childlike, it was hardly unpredictable. Making a mental note, for holidays and such events, that Alice had an overwhelmingly positive reaction to all things sugar coated, Rose beamed,


"I'm glad that you like it!" Watching as her housemate quickly devoured the treat, she wondered how flamboyantly the girl might react to the Halloween Feast, which was only a few months away, and featured every imaginable form of pudding. That would certainly be a sight to see.






@Ariettie
 
Alice smiled at Rose, with a bit of chocolate smeared onto her cheek. "Thank you!" She cheered, quickly wrapping her arms around her housemate for a hug. "Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!"
 
Rose was quite startled by the sudden physical contact, as she had never been a partisan of hugging or touching. For a few moments she sat stiffly, her muscles tensed, and her eyes wide. This frigid, frozen state of shock was not however, was not particularly enduring. And, after a little over a minute, she relaxed into the hug, and replied, her voice a tad muffled,


"Um..well, it was no problem." She smiled, a bit awkwardly, unsure of when the girl might release her.






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Alice let Rose go, and sat back looking at her new friend. That was her way of claiming someone as hers, and Rose was hers now. Alice beamed at Rose, and bounced happily. "I like you!" She declared, proudly.
 
Hours spent reading and childhood introversion were not conducive to creating new friends, if anyone knew this, Rose did. In her earliest years she had found the majority of her best friends and memories subsisted in the pages of her favorite tomes and occasionally with her family. So, it was really quite strange when this new companion of hers' hugged Rose around the middle and declared her a well liked friend. For a few moments, the Ravenclaw simply stuttered, before finally saying,


"W-why thank you. I quite like you as well."
 
As all the returning students finally settled down into their respective houses, the professors began to make their way to their own table at the front of the Great Hall sitting up on a sort of stage. One by one, they took their seats, from Defense Against the Dark Arts to Ancient Runes. Once they were all seated, out stepped Headmistress Pomona Sprout, looking as round and bubbly as she did every year. She made her way to the winged owl podium where Headmasters made announcements and called the school to attention, a cheery smile perched on her plump lips, "Young Witches and Wizards of Hogwarts! Welcome to another wonderful school year! I do hope that your train ride here and your carriages as well were wonderful and that you have had a brilliant time getting to catch up with your fellow students. We are so very happy to have you back home here in the castle, as we hope you are so very happy to be returning. I know I am just dying to dive into this delicious food that kitchen house elves have prepared for us, but before we can do this, we must sort our new first years into their houses." She raised a hand towards the door of the Great Hall and in a single file line the new first years began to walk in and down the isle towards the stool that was perched just in front of Headmistress Sprout.


Once the first years were all congregated before her, Headmistress Sprout turned her kind gaze on them, speaking directly to the new students, "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We hope you find us to be your new home. But before that can happen, you must be sorted." She turned around to grab the old, tattered sorting hat from behind her and walked forward to place it on the stool. It was covered in sewn on patch repairs and had a large slit near the brim of it and as Headmistress Sprout stepped away from the stool, the slit began to open and an old, creaky voice began to sing:



In times of old, when I was new,


And Hogwarts barely started,


The founders of our noble school


Thought never to be parted.





United by a common goal,


They had the selfsame yearning


To make the world's best magic school


And pass along their learning.





"Together we will build and teach"


The four good friends decided.


And never did they dream that they


Might some day be divided.





For were there such friends anywhere


As Slytherin and Gryffindor?


Unless it was the second pair


Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,





So how could it have gone so wrong?


How could such friendships fail?


Why, I was there, so I can tell


The whole sad, sorry tale.





Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those


Whose ancestry's purest."


Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose


Intelligence is surest."





Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those


With brave deeds to their name."


Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot


And treat them just the same."





These differences caused little strife


When first they came to light.


For each of the four founders had


A house in which they might





Take only those they wanted, so,


For instance, Slytherin


Took only pure-blood wizards


Of great cunning just like him.





And only those of sharpest mind


Were taught by Ravenclaw


While the bravest and the boldest


Went to daring Gryffindor.





Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest


and taught them all she knew,


Thus, the houses and their founders


Maintained friendships firm and true.





So Hogwarts worked in harmony


for several happy years,


but then discord crept among us


feeding on our faults and fears.





The Houses that, like pillars four


had once held up our school


now turned upon each other and


divided, sought to rule.





And for a while it seemed the school


must meet an early end.


what with dueling and with fighting


and the clash of friend on friend.





And at last there came a morning


when old Slytherin departed


and though the fighting then died out


he left us quite downhearted.





And never since the founders four


were whittled down to three


have the Houses been united


as they once were meant to be.





And now the Sorting Hat is here


and you all know the score:


I sort you into Houses


because that is what I'm for.





But this year I'll go further,


listen closely to my song:


though condemned I am to split you


still I worry that it's wrong,





Though I must fulfill my duty


and must quarter every year


still I wonder whether sorting


may not bring the end I fear.





Oh, know the perils, read the signs,


the warning history shows,


for our Hogwarts is in danger


from external, deadly foes





And we must unite inside her


or we'll crumble from within


I have told you, I have warned you...


let the Sorting now begin."





And then the sorting began and nervous first year after nervous first came to sit on the stool in front of the school and be judged by the contents of their hearts by the sorting hat and then sent of to sit within their new houses whether it be Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw. There was many cheering and only a few tears, but mostly smiles. And then the sorting was over and Headmistress Sprout approached the podium once more, ready to commence the feast.
 
(Hey sorry I haven't been active lately. Just finished a musical at my school and it's been pretty busy. Now that it's over I should be posting more often. (: )


Evelyn climbed into the carriage with Rose and a few others, keeping quiet for most of the trip until Harmony asked her why she had to 'ruin' the fight that was about to occur between James and Lestrange.


"Because I rather think it would be nice to have conflict-free first day, unlike some others I know..." Evelyn muttered. She had never been really fond of Rose's twin sister. You wouldn't have thought they were twins based on the way they acted. Harmony was always itching for some kind of fight, and Rose was always trying to resolve something. Evelyn found that she rather preferred Rose's company over the other. As the argument escalated, Evelyn felt flashes of anger at some of Harmony's word choice, but also worms of doubt. James wasn't annoyed with her or anything, was he? She glanced over to him, thankful to see he didn't look agitated. For some reason, Evelyn often second guessed herself and her decisions, especially when it came to social interactions. One thing she didn't second guess, however, was her agitation for Harmony. Her annoyance at Rose's twim grew, until finally she burst. "Harmony, will you give it a rest??" She exclaimed, her words significantly sharper than before. She had been told many times in the past that Harmony loved to get a rise out of people, but sometimes Evelyn couldn't help herself. She wasn't as impulsive as James, but she certainly wasn't as cool and collected as Rose was, and had her share of disputes.


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After the trip to the castle, Evelyn found herself walking once more through the grand arches and entrances of Hogwarts. She felt her mood brightening, only to have it falter again when she noticed two familiar looking Slytherins at a stand off with Rose, Harmony and James. She was walking over to see what the deal was when the argument seemed to break up, but the tension was certainly still there. She glanced at Rose giving her a questioning look as they entered the Great Hall together. The floating candles that provided a warm light and the usual clamor of the students combined to create a cheerful air that Evelyn gladly welcomed. Evelyn sat beside James at the Gryffindor table, cheering politely for the first years (and a little louder for those sorted into Gryffindor). Her stomach made another growl, and Evelyn bounced her leg up and down, anticipating the savory foods.


"Hey, what was all that in the corridor about?" She asked James, partly to distract herself, and partly because she was genuinely curious.
 
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Harmony cheered for the first years that we're sorted into Gryffindor, as well as the ones who didn't. She was kind that way, not that anyone knew. Her image was something she had to keep, whether she liked or not didn't matter. Noticing Evelyn sat beside James, Harmony smirked. "Darling Evelyn, came to join the feast? Perhaps you've realized you've been horribly failing in the have fun subject..." Harmony whispered to her and snickered. She returned her head facing to the stage. Her previous outburst left the red hair wanting for more. And besides, Harmony needed to pay Evelyn a little attention for earlier.


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