Three Friends of Misery (Closed RP for House, Wilson, and Lily)

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((Takes place soon after John House's Sorting.))

( Misery/You insist that the weight of the world/should be on your shoulders/Misery/There's much more to life than what you see/My friend of misery )

Hospital Wing RP

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Teatime had been stabbed.

This was hardly the first time he'd been injured, of course; falling several hundred feet, being skewered (a little fatally) through the chest with a poker, and losing an eye were simply the most memorable incidents since his adoption by the Assassin's Guild.

He did find it a little fascinating. Dying had deprived him of the chance to examine the first wound Susan had dealt him, so he was taking the opportunity to explore his current injury with his fingertips. It was the sort of thing that ought to have been somewhat awkward, as the slash was on his blind side - but somehow he managed to do this and follow Dr Maturin's tiny house elf through unfamiliar corridors without a stumble.

Without realising it, they had arrived in the domain of Ms Agnes Nutter.

Owl to the Sorting Hat

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To the Board of Governors:

It has come to my attention that the position of Professor of Astronomy is currently vacant. I would like to submit my name for consideration.

( Curriculum Vitae for Lt. Commander Jadzia Dax )

Sincerely,
Lt. Commander Jadzia Dax

Sign up for Transfiguration Class

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A notice is posted up in the Great Hall:


On Monday, May 14th, I will be holding a Transfiguration class. Please sign up with your first and last name and house on the sheet below if you plan on attending.

Bring your wands,

-Professor McGonagall

Speaking a Glyph

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Malingo had be out here several times in the last few days, scouting out the best place to speak the glyph. He'd finally chosen a low rise at the edge of the lake, slightly obscured from the view of the castle by a small stand of trees. He'd invited a few people, and if someone else showed up, they'd be welcome to watch, but if there was too big a crowd, the geshrat wasn't sure he wouldn't just freeze up. So he'd chosen a place that was, hopefully, more or less out of the way. Now, he was out there, and he was sure he'd made a good choice. It was a good launching spot - a little late in the day, now that he thought of it (there would be little in the way of thermals), but then, the last time he'd spoken one, it had been on Ninnyhammer, where it was always Ten at night.

Now all he had to do was hope the people he had invited could find him out there.

(Semi-open RP. If your pup's likely to be wandering in that direction, feel free to let them drop in.)