[OOC] Hogwarts: Before the War

[sassy1085]

@Peridot
I'm still in

[MissCapnCrunch]

@Peridot

Just found out that photo set for that model was when she was 18
But I did find a picture from when she was 16 or so I believe so I can switch it out if it's an issue!

[Peridot]

@MissCapnCrunch
Wow, quick work! Yes, the 16-year-old picture would be awesome.

[MissCapnCrunch]

@Peridot

Updated history slightly to point towards why she would be in England and not the states.
- Also just about to upload the photo; let me know if that's better! :) Thanks

[Peridot]

@MissCapnCrunch

Woah, the picture is loads better! Well done finding one so quickly - and the addition to her bio is perfect too. She's accepted, and you're free to put her in the character tab! :D

[PhunkyPhoebe]

@Peridot I am still in! It's been a busy weekend for me-I've got finals coming up this week. Hopefully I'll be able to get my CS up tomorrow night.

[KazAlkemi]

@Peridot Okay, I think I did good?
And I did add a pronunciation link if desired.

[Peridot]

@KazAlkemi

Love the extra detail! She's accepted, and you're free to post her in the character tab. :)

[Peridot]

ANNOUNCEMENT

Firstly, I won't be accepting any more Fifth Year characters other than ones that have already been submitted for review. We only have two Fourth Years so far, including my own which I haven't finished yet, so we're gonna need more people for the Fourth Year.

Also - I'll be making a relationship sheet at some point for people to fill out prior to the IC being launched. These guys have been at school for a good few years, so they'll have at least had some contact with other characters. Let us know if you're friends, enemies, rivals, lovers or strangers!

Also also - we could use a few more Ravenclaws. Hufflepuff and Slytherin seem to be the most popular houses at the moment! I'm not closing them as of yet, but if you're making a second character I encourage you to pick a house you haven't used already.

[Silent Whispers]

@Peridot Sorry for my absence this time around, it snowed where I lived in Alabama and I was without power so yeah, that happened. But I am still here, if you're willing to still have me.

Much apologies again.

[World Traveler]

@HushedWhispers How much snow did you get? Where about in the Bama do you call home? I actually am recruiting at my day job around Bama in the area so funny fact!

[Silent Whispers]

@HushedWhispers How much snow did you get? Where about in the Bama do you call home? I actually am recruiting at my day job around Bama in the area so funny fact!

@World Traveler

6 or more inches. I lived in Pelham, Alabama but moved back to Montgomery once the snow cleared up.

Hm, that’s a coincidence. lol

[Peridot]

@HushedWhispers
That's fine, just wanted to check in with you! Hope your power troubles are all sorted now. :)

[Ejected]

@Peridot I've made the necessary changes.

[Italicized]

A shame that I couldn't reach the cut off period for Fifth Years, but it was a easy fix! Here is my character~

Deaglán Ó Cathaláin

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Appearance

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Deaglán Ó Cathaláin

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Dean Cathalain

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Fourteen

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June Twenty-second

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Male

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Caucasian

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Irish

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Fourth

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Half-Blood
<sub>A family coming from the ancient tradition of the Celtic druids, Dean's family are descendants of those people who keep to their close knitted community in Ireland. While they are a reclusive group, they are not inherently mean spirited but protective of the grounds that contains their culture and livelihoods. You could call them one of the few dying groups of wizards and witches due to the rise of the modern era forcing change upon them, with them being one of the public havens and home for the magical creatures in their woods.

For the studied individual, they are known to support the largest Extension and Reduction Charm that came first from the magical creatures living there and later supported by the wizarding community. Most would know this as "The Land of the Fairies" or to them as Tír na nÓg but the entrances through into this land is secretive to those who know and accidental to those wandering unaware of where they are. It is one of the few places to have the mysteries of the world shown at work, with two aspects being rarer as space and time are visibly affected by magic.</sub>

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Ravenclaw
_{With traits to qualify for each house, he was unsure of which house he was to be placed in from the sorting hat as he approached to be categorized... A near hatstall as the hat took some time for deliberation as it considered where to place the boy before announcing 'Ravenclaw' finally.}

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A Cat
_{A silent yet temperamental cat that people know Vis to be as the Manx cat. It goes through its phases of being both friendly and menacing at times, exposing itself for belly scratches only to strike at that opportune moment when a person's guard is down. People who are cat folk get use to its behavior and learn when it has had enough attention to simply leave it alone for another time. Outside of the time it has lounging around the Ravenclaw's common room, for a little spice in his life, it often goes out on nightly prowls for vermin and other nightly critters.}

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Himself
_{The manifestation of Dean's fear comes in the form of a doppelganger of himself pointing out his flaws and the failures that came from them. As a person who spends a lot of time in his head and punishing himself, the Boggart intrinsically know these thoughts which can use against him since they are connected to the concept of what he is most afraid of, 'failure'. Like how a true person would run away from their problems, the Riddikulus charm is a ironically good way to deflect with humor and essentially make fun of himself against the Boggart.}

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Rosewood. Essence of Fairy. Twelve Inches. Sturdy
<sub>Some of the earliest wandmakers were druids who passed on their arts from the master to apprentice where both tradition and culture is ingrained into the making of the wand. They have been known to use a great variety of materials to make both the wood and core of their wands with what is around them to great ends. For each wand that is produced, is unique as the material used are never the same and can be customized ahead just in time for the new generation of young witches and wizards if there is ingredients to do so.

A very interesting combination of the Wand Wood coming from a Rosewood tree, known to be an elegant and graceful wood that has a pleasant fragrance that can last for years or longer in proper care. Combined with the core that makes this wand, is the essence of a fairy, which is more than just their wings but the entirety of them as their very being is magic. It is a very rare core even among the wizards and witches who use fairies as the cores for their own wand since very rarely would a fairy be in a situation to relinquish themselves unless in the final moments of their lives. Even their vanity transcends life so that they make sure their beauty could be preserved and allow themselves to be woven into the wand once they pass.

Together with the ingredients used for the wand, it is a highly temperamental wand due to the nature of the core and its affinity to the wand wood as well. The masterfully craftsmanship of the wand and the pleasant aroma around it seems make a beautiful combination of both core and wood. With the qualities of this wand being astounding in its ability to preforms charms and the jinxes of this wand are highly effective, higher classes of dark magic like hexes simply seem to just fail as if it goes against the wand's nature. Besides those two, the wand seems to merely preform average in the other type of magic with its light and airy nature.</sub>

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Charms
_{Dean has always been interested with charms and easily came to understand most of what the class is doing right now. The period for him has essentially become a self-study period for him once he got Professor Alaric's permission which allowed him to review the material that he is working on is for next year. He currently is getting a head start for studying the materials that could possibly be in the N.E.W.T under the supervision of Professor Alaric to make sure everything is going fine.}

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Flying
_{Using a broom to travel? That's was the reaction that Dean gave on his first year with this class, since he was familiar with many other forms of traveling other than this. Whether it be the rare occasion of grabbing one of the tamed magical beasts for assistance or traveling through the groves that seemed to warp space, there was always a way to get where you needed to on Ireland without a broom. Its surprising he passed the test as even today he is a terrible one still after passing the class barely.}

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Study of Ancient Runes + Care of Magical Creatures + Dueling Club
<sub>The work that Dean has done within these two classes are exceptional with only a handful of the material being review for the teen. From someone of his upbringing, they know that he is being modest with how proficient he is the subject and with some discussion allowed him to move ahead.

As for the Dueling Club, which is Dean's only activity outside an official classroom, he only partakes on the sideline when watching how the duelist conduct themselves. Watching their movement and how they weave their spells in a dynamic form when a duel occurs between two individuals. From a theoretically stand point, he knows how to conduct himself if he ever got into a fight himself for whatever may happen</sub>

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Being about the same as the average person of his age, Dean stands up around the height of 5'6 and weighs about about 140 pounds with his total stature. From all of his time outdoors, he has an athletic build that has been conditioned from working outside which leads up to his head. With an angular jaw that is starting to come in as more masculine features, he has a fairly simple haircut that is stylized to the side in his natural hair color of a brownish color. Other than that, Dean has no distinguishable marks or tattoos on him, at least from what they can see but perhaps he is quite the hipster for having a tattoo of his culture on his back.

In general, it can be said that Dean is a guy who is pretty well-kept with his hygiene and clothing which mostly comes out of the good habit of being clean like any normal person does, it's just that he takes the extra 20 minutes to make sure everything is in place. It leaves him smelling something warm and sensual, almost like faint notes of cinnamon whenever he isn't covering it up or overpowering it with other products that he uses for body odor. It shouldn't be a surprise that with him being on top of his appearances, he has a respectable wardrobe that is tailored to different styles and trends of clothing which he freely changes from day to day depending on what the person in the mirror feels like wearing that day that works on him. From a preppy look can change into a workout outfit in a moments notice or swapping into some casual wear if he is feeling the mood for it. He has enough clothes to do whatever he wants, it the space that he needs to worry about. However, you rarely see him out of the uniform that Hogwarts assign unless it is for an special occasion that he is able to throw everything into it.

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One could call Dean's personality as something 'malleable' that changes to suit the situation, while not necessarily a bad thing, it allows him to connect to many different kinds of people but true connection is rare unless he breaks out of his introverted shell. With his desire to please everyone is an admirable trait as some would say, others would say the opposite since he cannot dedicate his entirety into a single identity of who he is. Supported by his two faced nature, as seemingly quiet that Dean thinks himself to be, many of his closest friends call him out on being much more social than he perceives himself to be. To say the least, he is a floater that has many friends and groups of people that is able to hang out with, but rarely does he ever find a clique that he truly fits in with.

It can be quite surprising to other people when he reveals facets of his personality that he usually keep hidden that leaks out. He can be compared to being someone who is lacking something and compensating in other ways to cover it up, being what others would call too 'cheerful' or 'friendly' when initially meeting people and expecting the same. In the end, perhaps it is his lack of experience that draws these flaws out of his character but he is learning more with each year at Hogwarts, both knowledge and wisdom to continue on in life. But of course, not everything in Dean's life needs a coming of age story to find out certain things about himself that he knows.

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A reclusive family and not to mention community that isolated itself from the rest of the wizarding community, Dean was raised in such an environment. While not as menacing as some of the stories that have come around from their seclusion, they are simply a tight knit group that support each other. They are generally considered as a separate entity from the community in Ireland but remain on friendly terms with them since the two of them are essentially neighbors. When people who are not local come around through their woods, they are curious about their intentions and try to steer them away from the many dangers that are within the woods if possible.

Dean himself was born to two parents who were both Wizards, a good majority of his relatives are wizards but there have been several family members who have been muggles that married into their society. However, those embraced by the Celtic Druids rarely have the opportunity to mingle in the ordinary world with the duties given to them since demand is always greater than the supply of wizards and witches that they have. Dean himself never got to be too familiar with the world that his muggle-born relatives came from outside of a few opportunities that he took at every chance he got. With him growing up and being handed his own duties as a child, that was where his liking for both magical creatures and magic was kindled as he spent much of his childhood with them. Having the opportunities to travel all over Ireland with his family while they took care of the jobs that were appointed to them. He learned his responsibilities at a young age that gave him a air of maturity as he grew up quickly for his age to become as independent he could be.

Of course, he wasn't neglected by his family, it could be said that their entire community was an extended family that knew each other. That was one of the benefits of living in such a close community, allowing Dean to socialize with not only kids of his own age but other people as well. From his friends and family, he was given home lessons in taking care of magical creatures and learning more about who they were as a people. This continued on until his age rolling around to being eleven when deliveries of very special letter came to their community. It had always been a thing where the older children left to attend a more 'through education' the adults said to Dean whenever he questioned. Now, it had been his time where he was introduced to Hogwarts and the letter of acceptance to attend his first year in the school.

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From his childhood, Dean is fluent in English, Irish, and Runic since that what everyone talked in

Writing Sample

There was the echo of footsteps as they reverberated down the halls, looking down them was a figure as they walked with purpose, yet seemed to gaze around the grounds as if they were familiar with it. He was a interesting man that people knew who was different but couldn't place them, something close to being a human yet not. An otherworldly air that he carried around him as he walked that attracted the eyes of students who stared at the strange man who they have not seen before. Even more peculiar was on the side of this man's waist, a small cage but with no bars that seemed to house several tiny things as they groomed and talked among themselves with the gentle noise of bells ringing as they spoke that was drowned out by the hustle and bustle of the students. As much as the man wanted to see more of the familiar place with the wistful moments of nostalgia that had seemed to enrapture him, he had just finished his meeting and had a small window to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Hello Professor, or should I say headmaster now?" He remembered saying when he first greeted his former teacher, smiling at the cheekiness that he had but it set the tone for the conversation in a good direction. However, those thoughts were quickly brush to the side, as it required his focus for the next ask that he had to do. The last time he had gone to the Room of Requirements was in his seventh year, an unforgettable moment that came from his need to hide something away. It was not of anything interesting when a person would first look at it, but not all enchanted objects are eye catching until their hidden qualities are revealed. The only problem with that was finding it again once it was given to the Room since many years have passed since he had returned.

Eventually he made his way to the Grand Staircase, making his way up the swerving isles as he headed up to the sixth floor. Moving further and further up as he glanced at the portraits who returned his gesture with a silent stare as he made his way up. On the sixth floor, he continued to make his way down the small section of the hall and up on another set of a staircases that would lead up to where he needed to be, the seventh floor. After a few more minutes until he reached where he knew where it was, or more accurately, where it would appear once the requirements had been filled...

With the first time he walked back and forth 'Reveal yourself...'

A second time he did it again in front of the entrance 'Reveal yourself...'

The final time once more he paced up and down 'Reveal yourself...'

The faeries on his waist seemed to flutter with activity as they flew around him as something had just happened, an undetectable force to his own senses which was something to add for his notes, but there it was. The door to the Room of Requirement was there, which he entered once again for the second time, entering into a empty room with the only exception being a tree that had its roots embedded into the stonework. It was mostly a plain tree that supported the branches that were green in color but the trunk of the tree had split into half as if it was a door frame. It was inert but the years had been kind to the seed that he planted in the room all those years ago, Dean smiled at the healthy tree and approached it. Taking out his wand, he looked at the faeries who were curiously looking at the tree before returning to give a look back at him.

"Are you guys ready?" He asked the five of them with a smile, in which they gave a small nod as the noise of five bells rung in the silence of the room. Pulling out his own wand, it began to grow bright as he began to weave a series of charms into the tree along with the assistance of the faeries. By the time they were done, the space within the tree trunk when it was split had now been filled with a pale yellow light that lead to somewhere. Dean didn't know where in Tír na nÓg the tree would lead him, but he trusted the Room of Requirements to pull through as he beckoned his companions through the portal before he entered in as well. While as sudden the connection was been made, the spell that held it together was quickly unwoven sundering the tree back to its inert form.

A strange sight the students would see, as a tree growing in the Room of Lost Things was certainly one of the interesting things that had a story of where it had came from.

[BingTheWing]

@Peridot Hi, I'm interested, but I'm a little confused about foreign characters. The Quill of Acceptance only records the names of magical children born in Britain, and Hogwarts only accepts those whose names are written down by the Quill of Acceptance. How come some accepted characters weren't born in the UK?

[ZoeMcQueen95]

I'm confused as to where the Writing Prompt is. Could someone guide me? Busy working on finalizing my CS.

[Hitman]

@Peridot Hi, I'm interested, but I'm a little confused about foreign characters. The Quill of Acceptance only records the names of magical children born in Britain, and Hogwarts only accepts those whose names are written down by the Quill of Acceptance. How come some accepted characters weren't born in the UK?

@BingTheWing

I dont believe it only records the names of magical children in Britain. I think its left vague iirc

[Peridot]

@BingTheWing
The wikia only assumes it records children of British birth - one could also assume that it has some foresight, and is capable of guessing when a magical child will be in Britain at the time of them turning 11. Or, the second they enter the country and settle down, their names could be written. As Agent 47 pointed out, it's left vague enough for us not to worry about it.

@ZoeMcQueen95
I assure you that if you read all of the rules you'll find the prompt.

Will get to posting the reviews on sheets pretty soon guys - possibly when I get in from work later, but more likely tomorrow morning.

[Elkhar]

Hi! Being a long-time Harry Potter fan, I couldn't resist trying to make a character worthy of your RP. Hopefully it fits standards and I'm ready to change any detail that might not make sense or add more explanations to things that seem unclear. Also, if you need more Quidditch players, especially for the Ravenclaw team, I have an idea of how I could include that to my character, especially that I already mention him being quite good on a broom. So there you go, my CS with the writing sample requested:

Adrian

Adrian Crawford

"If you're going through hell, keep going."
Fourteen + Male + Bisexual

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Full Name
Adrian Zaran Crawford.

Age
Fourteen years old.

Birthday
November 29th, 1943.

Sex
Male.

Ethnicity
Caucasian.

Nationality
English.

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School Year
Fourth Year.

Blood Status
Pure-blood.

Hogwarts House
Ravenclaw.

Pet
Screech Owl.

Boggart
An enormous swarm of insects surrounding him. They all turn into confettis.

Wand
Ten inches, Pine wood, Unicorn hair. Unyielding.

Favourite lesson
Potions: The complex art of potions suits his intellectual needs. He enjoys how precise the concoction of a potion is. He is always fascinated by studying the different ingredients and how large is the range of power between different ingredients. He cannot deny that Professor Slughorn is one of his favourite professors; a fascinating man who always has an interesting comment or story to add to his lessons. He admires him and hopes to become just as talented as him in the art of potions.

Least Favourite Lesson
Flying: Adrian could not find a lesson more boring than the flying one. As nice and intelligent the professor is, flying around on a broom and learning the basics of directing your broom feels like a waste of the young man's time. He has always been an intellectual, the kind of guy you find reading a book everywhere. Knowledge is power, he knows it all too well. As of the flying class at Hogwarts, he is not learning anything that his father didn't make sure he knew about flying a broom.

Extracurricular Activities
None, at the moment. The young Crawford is an introvert at heart, a loner. He prefers to wander the hallways alone, visit the library and borrow a few new books or even walk in the gorgeous parc behind Hogwarts.

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Appearance
As cliché as it may sound, he has the face of an angel. Very soft traits, a rather pale skin from all the time he spends inside or hiding in the shadows where no one can see him, piercing ocean blue eyes and rather light brown hair that could almost look blond in the right angle, under the sun. His only facial imperfection is a small scar cutting across his left brow and a few freckles. Although, one could argue that it adds to his charms.

Adrian is rather thin, but he is not skinny. He has thin and well-defined muscles from a lot of training he pushes himself through. He hides well maintained pectoral and abdominal muscles under his shirt. But you can never see him show off his body, you’ll never catch him wearing tight-fitting clothes. Without being complexed by his own body, he’s simply not comfortable with the idea of people looking at him.

Personality
The Crawford is a loner and has always been one. He doesn’t like the company of people and he doesn’t hesitate to let people who come too close know. He feels awkward in their presence and he never knows what to say, which frustrates him. When he does communicate, he often comes across as either incredibly shy or arrogant. He knows his skills and by being a very good observer, he can often tell people’s weaknesses and he will often call people on them, not realizing how much hatred that can bring him. He’s quiet and calm, you’ll find often find him in the corner of a room or slightly distanced from the crowd. But as any normal being, he has his own type of anger. It doesn’t come out often, he doesn’t let it, but when it does, it’s violent and it is cruel. It brought him a lot of trouble as a child.

Adrian is also a very intelligent young man, a good strategist, even if he doesn’t share his strategies easily. He is always observing others, how they act, what they seem to feel. He enjoys the art of analyzing people. He's not always successful at reading everyone, but he would like to think that the long hours he spends quietly observing people brings him a certain talent at reading others. You have to push through a lot of barriers to get to the real Adrian, but when you do, you can find a kind and rather interesting kid behind all the silences and apparent hatred of others. A part of him always craves sharing his knowledge and interests with others, the sad thing is only that he doesn't know how to do so.

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Backstory
Not all Pure-blood families revel is the birth of their own child. Some families, or parents, see it more as a responsability than a gift. And they will treat their child as such; a responsability. That is how Adrian grew up, in a little town near London: under the scrutinity of his father's eyes. Always getting criticized for not developing his magic fast enough, for not showing prowesses out of the ordinary. As ordinary as a young wizard could be. No matter how loving his mother was and how much she tried to calm down her husband and his far too ambitious goals for his son, Adrian slowly turned into a troubled child. He would climb on trees and roofs of the neighbourhood to avoid his father, to avoid the imaginary homework he made up for him every single day. It was all innocent, at first, and mostly resulted in him building a shell around himself. He seemed mostly quiet, you could barely get a word out of him. Rebel sometimes, obedient other times. Definitely not what his father was expecting of him, but nothing worthy of a lot of worry. That is until they found him hitting the young boy living next door so violently that his teeth were popping out of his small mouth. It had came out of nowhere. A simple, silly story about who got to play with the magic broom this time. His parents had never seen the young Crawford so angry, especially for such a small thing.

In the years that followed the event, the young boy just kept hiding himself in hiw own mind, distancing himself more and more from his parents, never sharing his feelings with them. He learned to let his anger eat him inside, instead of pouring it unto innocent people, especially that such action would usually bring him unwanted attention. Nowadays, it is rather hard to make Adrian show you his anger, but if it does happen, there is a high chance that something as savage as the fight he had with that young boy could happen. He simply cannot control his outbursts once they're out of his system. That is why he mostly prefers the company of books than the company of people. Not only can he not communicate well with them, but he also doesn't understand most people, making him feel frustrated for being such a freak. But the young wizard also became more obedient, with the sole purpose of making his time with his father less painful, shorter. So he would accompany his father to his office or to wherever he wanted to have the lesson of the day, he would listen to him, practice what was asked of him and then he would go back to his room and spend the rest of the day reading books and hiding what he couldn't say out loud in journals he kept under his bed. He knew his father couldn't complain about him spending most of his time reading books quietly in his room; he was learning, and he was passionate about it, teaching himself about the magic world, and the history of his people. He was getting ready to head to Hogwarts.

And the day came where his letter was delivered by a gorgeous owl on windowsill of the kitchen. A moment of great happiness and pride for his parents, and a relief for himself. They spent hours planning and shopping for what he needed, preparing the young boy for his first entrance at one of the most respected magical institutions. Without a look behind, he left his parents near the King's Cross Station. He was more than ready for a new life, for something different. He was ready for a place that could finally let him develop his natural skills and intelligence. He could prove himself to be better than his father even thought he was. Yes, he was ready.

The strength of hunger

One of his first nights at Hogwarts. First year students were no longer guided by Prefects to head to the Great Hall; they were expected to remember the way by now. The few times Adrian had been guided, or forced, to head to the Great Hall in company of his fellow Ravenclaw comrades, had been excruciating. The feeling of hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, snickers exchanged between kids that must have been directed at him, and the overwhelming sensation caused by hundreds of different conversatons and ambient noises had been enough to make him feel sick. An introvert at heart, the Crawford had barely been able to eat and had only done so to avoid unwanted attention on his person.

Tonight was different. He was free to make his own way from the Ravenclaw Tower to the Great Hall. By the time he took to convince himself the place wasn't so close to his personal Hell as he was making it to be, dinner time was long gone. But being the quiet type came with its perks; he would often end up listening on conversations around him and no one paid much attention to him. He had heard students discussing expeditions to the kitchens and how the house-elves had been either generous or inattentive. In either case, Adrian could easily obtain food without having to mingle in the chaos of the Great Hall. Only one problem had occur in his plan: the young wizard did not have the trace of a clue as to where the kitchens where situated in the castle. Technically, they could have been anywhere. After all, it was with magic that food came from the kitchen directly to the long tables of each House in the Hall. Adrian had found himself with no other choice than to wander on different hallways of the school in hope to stumble upon his destination by pure luck.

That is until he caught conspicuous movement from the corner of his eye. He had been in a relatively empty hallway, barely decorated with any paintings and the onlt door he had found had been a closet. But out of nowhere, this incredibly grand and detailed double door was standing in front of him, asking to be opened. For a second, the Ravenclaw had been more scared than eager to open the doors, until he remembered bedtime stories from his father about certain room that would open to the desperate seekers. Could this be the Room of Requirement? Adrian had always thought it was a legend made-up by his father, a fairy tale to excite his curiostiy about Hogwarts. Said curiosity pushing him, the young boy turned the handle of the left door and peeked his head inside of what stood behind. His breath caught in his throat and a choked sound escaped his lips. "No way..." was the only thing he could think of while admiring the long table filled with various meals from one side to another. Maybe he didn't have to find the kitchens after all.