Common Room for Slytherin House
Sep. 1st, 2013 07:55 am
Greetings,
Your cunning and ambition shown through to place you in our house. Enjoy your time at Hogwarts and strive to achieve the values of Syltherin House.
Some helpfulness links are the assignment post or the spreadsheet
All your assignments need to be turned in here. Your prefect is
Once again welcome to Hogwarts and enjoy your stay.
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Date: 2013-09-01 05:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-01 08:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-01 09:30 pm (UTC)But never fear! We have a great bunch of snakes and I know we will get this cup!
One of the big point collectors is the round robin fic which once we hit 300 words our group will get 120 house points (giddy!) But we need everyone to post at least 25 words if we all do equal work we will need 2 posts of 25 to get there. I am thinking the best will be a goggle doc, so we can read and update as needed so. I will set one up with a link.
Let me know if you have any questions either by LJ message, or you can use twitter @emeraldawn.
Also make sure you list the assignment number and prompt (if needed) so we can keep track.
GO SNAKES!
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Date: 2013-09-03 07:29 pm (UTC)drabble: Late for class (http://ashindk.livejournal.com/18243.html)
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Date: 2013-09-03 08:26 pm (UTC)This one is for assignment no. 15.
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Date: 2013-09-03 09:37 pm (UTC)207 words, for assignment no. 15. Gryffindor Common Room
Mates don't let mates shag ferrets!
The Gryffindor common room was deserted. The only sound was the fire cracking in the fireplace, and Ron's heavy sighs.
"But Harry, it's Malfoy!" Ron leant forward in the squishy armchair he had been sprawling in.
"I'm aware of that Ron," Harry said. His patience was beginning to wear a little thin. It had been ten minutes since he'd told Ron that Draco was his boyfriend. And all Ron had said was...
"Malfoy! Harry, it's not that I don't want you to have a boyfriend, but Malfoy?!?"
"Yes. Malfoy. Draco."
"But.... But mates don't let mates shag ferrets!"
Harry rolled his eyes.
"I'm not shagging him," he said. He didn't add the "yet" out loud, because Ron was his friend, and he really didn't want him to have a heart attack. Also, they were supposed to be adults now. The war was behind them, and MacGonagall was always harping on about responsability and modelling good behaviour for the younger students.
"No?" Ron sounded almost hopeful.
"No. No shagging."
"Well, that's all right then."
Ron yawned. "I'm going to bed. Good night, Harry."
"Good night, Ron."
Harry waited until Ron had left to slip under his cloak and sneak off to the dungeon. It was time to remedy the sad no shagging state of his relationship with Draco.
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Date: 2013-09-04 12:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-04 12:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-04 04:30 am (UTC)We really, really need some points!
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Date: 2013-09-04 05:14 am (UTC)Need to find the other snakes!
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Date: 2013-09-04 03:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-04 07:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-05 08:14 pm (UTC)Drabble: Passing Notes (http://ashindk.livejournal.com/18850.html)
This fills the prompts 'passing notes' and 'potions partners' from assignment #7 and the location 'Charms Classroom' from assignment #15.
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Date: 2013-09-05 08:42 pm (UTC)Welcoming Feast recipes:
We'll start with a lovely
pumpkin soup (http://allrecipes.co.uk/recipe/6220/harvest-pumpkin-soup.aspx)
To try something a little different, we'll have
pumpkin pizza (http://allrecipes.com.au/recipe/1095/roasted-butternut-pumpkin-pizza.aspx). Trust me! This is delicious!
And for dessert
pumpkin cheesecake (http://www.bakersroyale.com/cheesecake/spiced-pumpkin-cheesecake-with-bourb0n-whop-cream/)
Drinks include pumpkin cocktails (http://www.blisstree.com/2009/08/31/mental-health-well-being/fall-cocktail-recipe-pumpkin-pie-tini/) (only for staff and students over the age of 17) and pumpkin juice (http://www.mugglenet.com/misc/rosmertas/pumpkinjuice.shtml).
Enjoy!
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Date: 2013-09-06 12:03 am (UTC)Quill -
Books -
Assignment #22:
Favourite Character - Scorpius Malfoy -
Assignment #23:
Items from Harry Potter - Deathly Hallows and Wands
(I know I have extra icons on there, but I put all the ones I made up, so if anyone wants one, you're welcome to them!)
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Date: 2013-09-06 02:52 am (UTC)Harry entered the library, his eyes darting from side-to-side as he searched the tables for a familiar face. Eventually, he found the person he was looking for browsing at one of the shelves.
“Err…” he began, not sure how to start this.
Draco spun around, a hand rushing to his pocket where his wand was stowed. “Potter!” he exclaimed, visibly startled, but relaxing when he realized he wasn’t under attack. “What do you want?”
Harry took a deep breath. “I’ve gotten stuck on some Potions homework,” he admitted.
Draco snorted. “Then you’re in the wrong aisle,” he noted bluntly. “Excuse me.” He started to push past Harry.
Panic rose in Harry’s throat. He was a Gryffindor – he couldn’t freak out now and let Draco just walk off! “The thing is,” he said, raising his voice a little, “I was wondering if you could…” He trailed off nervously.
Draco turned back to him, blue-grey eyes widening slightly, although he maintained a mostly stoic expression. “I didn’t catch that,” he stated.
“I was wondering if…”
“If…?”
“I was just…”
“For Salazar’s sake, spit it out, Potter!” Draco snapped. “And preferably before we die of old age.”
“I…” Harry glanced at his feet, blushing furiously.
Bewildered, Draco attempted to smirk. “Any day now, Potter.”
“The thing is, I was wondering if…if you’d help me with it,” Harry finally said.
“With what?”
“My homework.”
There was a few moments’ silence, during which Draco stared at Harry in disbelief, and Harry stared at the floor. Then, Draco’s smirk turned into a genuine smile.
“Certainly,” he said.
Harry glanced up, surprised. “Really?”
“Of course,” Draco drawled. “Let’s get a table.” He started to lead the way.
Harry followed behind him, grinning from ear to ear.
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:01 am (UTC)Draco was extremely proud of himself. After weeks of toiling and experimenting with varying spells, he’d managed to finally, finally, create a quill that was able to uncover the user’s emotions. It glowed red to show anger, blue to show sadness, green to show excitement or happiness, and purple to show…err…attraction. He’d tried it himself, and it worked like a charm, but he needed to test it further, so he had taken to bringing it along with him to classes.
He was taking notes in History of Magic with it now, in fact, and it was faintly glowing green, as he was rather content with himself at the moment. If this quill worked, then the spell he’d used on it could be used on other things as well, and he would be made famous for his discoveries, and –
He was jolted out of his thoughts by the arrival of Harry Potter at his desk.
“Could I borrow a quill, Malfoy? I left mine at the dormitory,” he said.
Draco didn’t see any reason to object.
As soon as Harry took the quill between his fingers, it changed colour. “Wicked,” Harry grinned. “Is it supposed to do that?”
Draco didn’t respond, too busy staring at the quill in shock.
It was glowing purple.
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:12 am (UTC)Nearly Headless Nick floated through the halls of Hogwarts, frustrated. He’d just sent out another request to join the Headless Hunt, but he already knew what the answer would be. He floated morosely past the unused classrooms on the third floor, sighing to himself. He felt quite like Moaning Myrtle.
Speaking of which…
Nick heard some odd moaning sounds coming from the nearest classroom. He frowned to himself, puzzled – surely Myrtle wouldn’t leave her bathroom like that?
Curious, he floated through the wall to investigate, let out a surprised yelp, and rushed right out again.
Once he had recovered, he chuckled to himself. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, huh? He never would have guessed. This did mean, however, that he had lost bets to both Albus Dumbledore’s and Severus Snape’s portraits. He couldn’t wait to share this with the Bloody Baron – he’d be positively livid.
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:19 am (UTC)If there is a quick cheat sheet on what I should be doing, I will get right on it!! I have lots of fics I need to write. I can work on graphics too if we need that (can't say they are any good, but hey...I can try!
Let's kick some butt!!!
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-06 03:25 am (UTC)Draco muttered to himself in frustration, balancing several books in his arms. He wished he hadn’t agreed to help Professor Slughorn clear out the old Potions cupboard, but he desperately needed to get on the teacher’s good side.
He let out an embarrassing yelp as he rounded the corner and crashed into another body. The books tumbled to the floor, just as he should have, but instead of feeling himself hit the cold ground beneath, he instead felt someone grab his arm and pull him upright before he injured himself.
“Sorry about that, Malfoy,” a cheerful voice greeted.
Draco recognized that voice in an instant and hesitated a moment before glancing up at his rescuer, taking in messy black hair and emerald eyes framed by large, round glasses. “Potter,” he replied, quickly straightening himself out. “Still haven’t gotten over your dumb urge to save the everyone in the world, I see.”
Potter offered him a brief but sincere smile. “Yes, you’re welcome, Malfoy, it’s nice to see you too,” he laughed. Before Draco could reply, he had bent down and started to help pick up the fallen materials. Draco was too dumbfounded to do anything but stand there as Potter handed him half of the books. When Draco reached out for the other half, Potter shook his head. “No way, Malfoy. I’m helping you out. Where are we going?”
Draco couldn’t find it in himself to argue. “The storeroom,” he said instead.
Potter nodded, and the pair of them walked side by side to their destination.
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-06 03:38 am (UTC)(remember you can redo this up to 3 times)
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Date: 2013-09-06 03:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-06 03:47 am (UTC)Draco yawned, bored out of his skull as Dumbledore gave an unusually long-winded speech regarding safety and rules. He glanced up, hoping to catch his boyfriend’s eye at the Gryffindor table, but to his disappointment, Harry wasn’t there.
Suddenly, Draco felt a hand rest on his leg. He nearly jumped in surprise, and snuck a glance under the table. When he saw no one, he relaxed for a moment, only to stiffen again when the same hand undid his belt.
Draco tried to move away without being obvious, even as he felt someone mouthing the steadily growing hardness in his boxers. He glared at the spot under the table where he knew Harry was hiding under his Invisibility Cloak and opened his mouth to snap at it. He wasn’t able to as he lost all remaining coherent thought when a tongue rasped at the outline of his cock. Draco’s hand flew to cover his mouth as he felt a hand snake into his underwear and grasp his erection, attempting in vain to stifle a moan.
“You alright, Draco?” Pansy cooed from across the table. He nodded, gulping, as a hot mouth engulfed his cock and began to suck. He bit his lips so hard it bled, but he barely noticed under the sensations he was experiencing.
He couldn’t take it anymore, and came with a too-loud gasp of Harry’s name. Several heads turned his way, and his face burned red with embarrassment. He aimed a kick at the place where Harry had been, but he was gone. Instead, on Draco’s lap, was a note. It read:
“Not such a boring speech after all, huh?”