open rp post

[wunderkind]

an open rp post
(it is what it says it is)

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pick a character

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leave me a comment. maybe a scenario, maybe an AU scenario, maybe a picture, maybe a word,
maybe a request to resume old game canon, maybe just a comment.
i don't care. do your worst.

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helpful note: i am currently obsessed with the Hunger Games and Christmas. can you combine those into one tag?

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let's get it on



disclaimer: we probably won't get it on
+ there are no promises i will take this seriously

Comments

!!!

[doggedly]

[Hogwarts at Christmas is: snowy grounds and trees glimmering with fairy lights (actual light from actual fairies, thank you, no muggle electricity here!) and exams that everyone but Sirius and James stress about and awful enchanted mistletoe that has been left hanging about certain doorways by Parties Unknown. Some of the mistletoe has been enchanted to move, crawling along rafters and ceiling beams, to lie in wait for unsuspecting students. Parties Unknown may have had a hand in this enchanting, but, as Parties Unknown defended to his best mates, the mistletoe needed an upgrade. They're going to be leaving school in a few days anyways, right? They can all hide from it until then. And if they hear its evil chuckle, they can just--run away. Definitely don't summon one another for help, Parties Unknown hastened to add, because that will only end in regret.

Anyways. That's Christmas at Hogwarts, or at least Christmas this year at Hogwarts. And maybe there's some of that mistletoe that's made it into the safe zone of the Gryffindor common room, but for now, there is just--]

That.

[Sirius is pointing, and somehow managing to convey an air of awed indigence, and somehow managing to make 'awed indigence' look a little cool and dashing. His arms are full of bottled butterbeers, and he has one open for himself already in hand, and the other hand is holding a second opened butterbeer that he was about to hand over to Remus before he caught sight of Remus as he is, today. That is to say, Remus Lupin, in a dark corner of the common room, just one day before everyone leaves for Christmas holidays. Remus Lupin, in an extremely ugly jumper.]

That is the ugliest bloody jumper that I have ever seen.

[This is an achievement, if Sirius' tone is anything to go by. The common room is mostly empty--thank God, because Sirius can't imagine being seen alongside this jumper for more than a few minutes at a time. If no one's really around to see, it's safe. He doesn't hand over the butterbeer just yet, but stands, with his mouth open a little, still wearing his cloak and scarf, newly returned from an illegal Hogsmeade visit. Night has come quickly, which means it's definitely time to celebrate, and if the Marauders are some of the last Gryffindors left, then so much the better. They can drink loads of butterbeer and fall asleep on sofas and wake up and drag themselves to the train tomorrow.

Except maybe they'd better expel Remus for that hideous jumper first.]

Where the hell did you get that thing? Please tell me someone's done a Sticking Charm on it and forced it over your head. Was it Snivellus? Merlin, the thought of him dressing or undressing anyone is-- Moony, seriously, what is that thing. I am so distracted. I want to give you this butterbeer but I can't stop staring at your chest, which has never been a problem before.