the Hogwarts Christmas Spirit?

[acciomod.livejournal.com]

Over the last week, it had been growing much colder. The dull, near constant rain of the last few weeks had cleared, and each morning saw a glittering frost carpeting the grounds. Some of the teachers had taken this to mean "Christmas is coming", in particular Professor Flitwick, who had decorated his classroom with tiny, glittering fairies.

With the Christmas Holidays fast approaching, the atmosphere in the castle was fairly relaxed for the most part, but a couple of new Outsiders arriving had caused a few whispers. Thankfully, after the students had become a little more familiar with the ones already present, the whispers were largely wondering why they had arrived so close to the end of term, and why the majority were winding up in Gryffindor House.

Some of the students, however, were clearly feeling a little more hostile towards the new arrivals. It was surely not coincidence that the various suits of armour had taken to harassing the Outsiders - grabbing them, following and chasing them, snatching things from their hands and occasionally even attempting to strike them.

If they listened carefully, the sound of faint laughter might just be heard.

[Yes, a few sixth year Slytherins have decided it'd be a great idea to try and scare the Outsiders. Suits of armour around the castle have been charmed to bug them and them alone - some are just a nuisance, and some are aggressive, depending on who's charmed it.]

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[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

You...



What do you hope to prove by this?

[balladofgales.livejournal.com]

They don't normally do that.

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Not the ones here, anyway.

[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

Then who's doing this? It's a spell, right? Who'd want such a thing...

[balladofgales.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

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It might be a ghost! Or that poltergeist, but I think he's usually louder.

[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

I suppose anything really can happen here....

Thanks for assisting. I'm Ichijouji Ken, first-year.

[balladofgales.livejournal.com]

Well, I haven't been catapaulted into anything yet... or attacked by birds. Or keese. Or keese on fire.

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No problem! I'm Link, a third year.

Careful, I think it's coming back.

[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

Ah...



And there's more of these around the castle?

[youngnobelman]

[Following the suit with parchment and quill, Touma goes forth to help pick up Ken's books.] I've been wondering the same thing.

[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

They aren't normally like this, are they?

[youngnobelman]

[Touma stifles a laugh at this kid trying to kick the armor.] No. At most they start singing carols at this time of year.

[Idly, he gets out his wand from his pocket.] What's the book?

[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

Ah - Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century...the library copy.

[youngnobelman]

[Wandwave!] Accio Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century!

[The book sails into his hand, and he hands it to Ken. Finally, his work on this spell paid off!]

[empireofmymind.livejournal.com]

Ah, thank you....



There must be a way to get this to stop.

[dr4con1cl4w.livejournal.com]

[Terezi had been out exploring - no, investigating - the castle when one of the suits of armor manages to trip her.

It's a good thing she wasn't carrying much. She picks herself up after a moment and dusts herself off.]

Hilarious! Trip the blind girl. An incredible accomplishment.

[She sniffs the air, looking for a culprit. Either way, she addresses the air, in case the culprit can hear her.]

I will track you down. The stench of cowardice is not easy to mask! And when I find you...

[She grins. Big and wide and full of sharp teeth.

If you're a passerby, it might be a little disconcerting.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Uh...

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What are you grinning at?

[dr4con1cl4w.livejournal.com]

[She turns to sniff in the direction of the footsteps. That doesn't smell very human. Interesting.]

Just contemplating how to adapt an old hobby to a new environment!

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Right. That doesn't really tell me much.

[dr4con1cl4w.livejournal.com]

Hehehehe. Are you trying to make note of what makes me smile? Why I'm flattered!

[She cackles.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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No, just wanted to know why you were looking like some sort of escaped lunatic.

[untrainedaura.livejournal.com]

Uh... you okay? [you sound slightly... murderous...]

[dr4con1cl4w.livejournal.com]

[She turns in Ash's vague direction slowly, almost casually.]

Perfectly fine. Well, mostly. But what's one little suit of armor? I've dealt with worse.

[untrainedaura.livejournal.com]

Well yeah, but that's not usually what armor does, ya know?

Glad you're okay.

[dr4con1cl4w.livejournal.com]

A lot of things here do what they shouldn't.

[untrainedaura.livejournal.com]

Yeah, kinda hard to adjust to.

... Well, at least to me.

[untrainedaura.livejournal.com]

[Ash and Pikachu were walking around when a suit of armor attempted to assault them.

Which actually means that Pikahu totally fried that armor. It's just twitching at his feet]

... Oops?