Meadow Maestro/RPs

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Meadow Maestro/Planning
==Doberman Pinscher==
"I was thinking about something that used to be funny, but now its become a lot more realistic. I kind of laughed it off at first but now when I read about something like a Lunascope or a Magical Megaphone I can't stop thinking about what I'd do differently if I could change it."
*Fanfriggin'tastic. She thinks to herself sighing as she shoves away her music book slow on the up take after all that wailing. She rolls her eyes when she realizes the trouble this term is courtesy of the upper years recognizing someone from the year above her. How great is that?* 
"I am this close" *She holds up her pointer finger and thumb showing the sliver of air between them.* "to removing some of your vital organs then watching you scramble to put them back where they belong before you die."
"What? Why would they have to do that? It isn't like they just go away one day, randomly. Their born with metamorphic abilities, that's why some racist wizard started calling them 'Metamorphamagi' instead of just letting them be lumped together with the rest of us."
"Did you not observe the visible pause?"
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Observations of Meadow:
*The colleen is a bhfreagra, no doubt, but it's san dúlra of the Boyle kin to look to unweave such skeins, and he cannot, ar feadh saol dó, simply ignore it. Something doesn't say 'Slytherin' to him, some buried facet, constantly weighted down.* - Nolan Boyle (Hufflepuff)
"Wow, you are mean. .. You're still mean." - Cecillia Holland-Reichert (Gryffindor)
"... if we did get in trouble, I would ask, beg even, to not be in a cell next to you..." - Peter Summers (Gryffindor)
==Ollivander's Wand Shop== 
*Wandmaker, Meadow, Caelum, and Marina (2025)
==Honeydukes== 
Meadow, Caelum, and AA (2025)
{{Audi|time=10:27, July 12, 2015 (UTC)|text=AA headed into the shop, smiling as she loaded herself with several packets of Drooble's. She was running out, and that would never do, because she needed it to be antisocial in her room for the rest of the holidays.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, July 15, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow dashed in with her little brother Callum tagging right along. When Meadow broke off for chocolate, he kept on walking looking for something better.* "Pick up some Cockroach Clusters." *She called to him searching for her favorites while dropping Chocolate Frogs, Shock-o-Choc, and Fudge Flies into a silver shopping bag first.*}}
{{Audi|time=00:09, July 17, 2015 (UTC)|text=She felt sort of bittersweet watching the girl and her sibling, although she would never admit it she wished she could socialise as easily with her own family. She moved along and picked up a box of every flavour beans, it would be entertaining on the train.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:17, July 17, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was lost in a land of chocolate. No, she was not in chocolatorium, she had not yet made it there. She was consuming chocolate wands as she rammed shoulders with someone trying to get to the Exploding bonbons.* "Oof!" *She stumbled backwards trying to catch the bag before it hit the floor like a piñata. The chocolate candies inside went flying everywhere. If she didn't want them so bad she would have walked off, but she bent down and scrambled to pick it all up and put it back it her bag.*}}
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=First Year Carriage=
The First Years (2025)
{{Catty|time=14:11, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Clarissa=She walked inside, looking for either her sisters, Oli, or Jonathan.}}{{Template:Elmer
|text = Elizabeth slowly entered the carriage as she examined her collegues, but she was among the first ones to arrive. Since she didn't know anyone, she just quietly sat down, hoping someone would talk to her.
|time = 14:20, July 20, 2015 (UTC)}}{{Colin687|time=14:44, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Danny=*He stepped into the carriage, and took a brief second to look around. He'd been one of the first on the carriage. Hmm. He threw his back pack into one of the seats and sat down in it. He pulled out some Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans, and ate them, just watching.*}}{{Kibeth|time=14:48, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Manon=Manon stepped into the carriage, looking completely at home almost immediately. She took a window seat, returning Ludwig's wave with a small one of her own.}} {{JayeMalik'|time=14:50, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Blake= She slipped into the carriage hesitantly, before noticing Danny and relaxing ever so slightly. She stalked over and plopped down next to him, grabbing a few beans as she did so, "Hallo!"}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:02, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia=She would find a seat where Mathia obviously couldn't see her; the perks of being little.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:02, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Christine=She would find herself sitting by a window, playing chess again. Good thing she got ready.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:18, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Emma=She was standing by the window, humming Who Let The Dogs Out? in Polish.}}{{Template:Elmer
|text = Ella looked around as she saw the carriage was slowly filling. Unfortunatelly, no one said a word. "Awkward silence it is.." she mumbled as she took out a book from her backpack and started reading it.
|time = 20:24, July 20, 2015 (UTC)}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:50, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=Reynie sat the furthest away from anyone and stared out the window}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:50, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia= Mathia bounded into the carriage and looked around. "Hi!" She said to everyone as she sat down}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:54, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Emma=She facepalms at the sight of Mathia. Please tell me that she'll shut up for once.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:06, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia=She sits down to face the opposite direction, and hopes that Mathia, for one, didn't see her.}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|23:08, July 20, 2015 (UTC)|Kate sidled into view, muttering darkly under her breath on "mish mush krippity dungle...". Or nonsense. Either worked. She dropped into a faraway seat, searching for Twyla, before drooping at the dawning realization.}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:02, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia= Mathia completely ignored Emma's facepalm and started to chatter. "Hi Clarissa!" She waved to her sister. She asked asked,"Had anyone seen Cecilia?" She started to look around calling out, "Cecilia?"}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:11, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Emma=Being fully aware of where Cecilia was, Emma looked at Mathia and said "She's with uncle Leif, Mathia."}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:11, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia=She tried to hide. Bless Merlin for Emma.}}{{JayeMalik'|time=00:12, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Anna= She glared darkly at Mathia from her spot besides Amber, hoping the girl would just shut up know that she knew where Ceci "was".}}
{{Effie|time=00:13, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Boone=*He promised his mother he wouldn't carry any loose bugs on the train. After he got to Hogwarts she couldn't stop him. He was given copious amounts insect themed candy to as temporary distraction. He scanned the unfamiliar faces on the carriage, and looked for a place to sit.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:17, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia= Mathia continued to search. In all honesty, she was afraid. She never was this far from home before. She looked at Emma. "I don't think Leif is here anyways." She continued to search, completely ignoring Anna's glare. She finally found Cecilia and gave her hug before sitting down by her}}
{{AmberHolland|time= 00:18, July 21, 2015 (UTC) |text= She tried to hide herself from everyone else, using Anna to do so. She too, wanted her niece to shut up, but didn't say a word.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:23, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Emma=She facepalms again, then goes back to humming Who Let The Dogs Out?}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:23, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia=Since Mathia clearly doesn't know the meaning of go away, Cecilia simply hugs back without saying a word.}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|00:28, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Without any indication that she was aware of the total uproar going on, Kate pulled out a chocolate frog and a fudge fly from her pocket, debated starting another chocopalypse, and decided otherwise by popping the fly into her mouth.}}
{{Effie|time=00:29, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Boone=*He chuckled watching the girl eat the fly and smiled walking past her to an empty seat.* "Good choice."}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:32, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=You want me to shut up? Not happening. "Is anyone else nervous?" She asked}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:34, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia=Dead silence. "Varför bryr du dig om, Mathia?" (Why do you care, Mathia?)}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|00:36, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Unfazed, she smiled back at the boy who passed her before beginning to play with her frog. The sudden shift of dialect and the question made her look up curiously, letting her frog bounce away a few steps before recapturing it. "There is always the distinct possibility we're going to die before we reach anywhere, but no, not nervous."}}
{{Effie|time=00:37, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Boone=*He laughed.* "It's funny, because it's true."}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:40, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="Jag vill bara att hitta något gemensamt med alla andra."(I just want to find something in common with everyone else.) She looked at the girl. "Not even the slightest bit?" she asked. She looked at the boy and back at the girl. Finally! Some people are willing to talk!}}
{{Jonathan McAlister|Jonathan= He entered with Blaze perched on his shoulder, flopping down next to Mathia and Clarissa. "Merlin, pulling an all-nighter wasn't a good idea last night." Jonathan groaned.|time=00:43, July 21, 2015 (UTC)}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:45, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia="Du kan göra det i skolan, vet du." (You can do that in school, you know.)}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|00:49, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|"Bheadh ​​sé deas dá labhair muid ar fad i dteanga thuig againn ar fad i ndáiríre," She blurted out with a shrug, in that moment loosening her hold on the frog. The little chocolate amphibian decided to jump away...straight onto Jonathan's lap. "Could someone get that for me, please?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:51, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Mathia ignored Cecilia and asked Jonathan, "Who's your friend?" she looked at Blaze. She giggled as the frog jumped from Kathrine to Jonathan.}}
{{Template:Elmer
|text = Ella sat next to the window as she gazed upon other students who were obviously knowing each other. She felt like a social outcast as she took out a book from her backpack and started reading it.
|time = 09:06, July 21, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Scott Boyle|time = 17:57, July 21, 2015 (UTC)|text = He took a seat and look around, he wanted to make new friends but didn't know with who he could start talking, for the very first time he felt alone.}}
{{Rie|07:15, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Griffin=He looked at the other students trying to determine which of them would be his friends and which would take a little more time to call themselves such.}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|07:21, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|As usual, nobody seemed to have noticed the chocolate frog hopping free and she had to catch it herself. Just like home, when I have to wash my own dishes and buy my own food. Nevertheless, Kate was used to it and swiped at the frog, who had hopped off Jonathan's lap and was now doing some sort of frog dance on an empty seat.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:25, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to help Katherine catch the loose frog, to Meadow it looked a bit like it was toying with the girl as it danced, waiting to hop off again when she went to grab it. Thanks to her new little brother Meadow quickly became familiar with how tricky these tasty little chocolate morsels could be.*}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|09:34, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Well, that was a pleasant change. Kate eyed the other girl with a half-curiosity before shifting her focus back to the frog escapee. The abrupt new frog-catcher had surprise-stilled it long enough for her to take a narrow swipe at it...and it jumped to cling right on the other girl's shirt. Probably not a wise move?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:50, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smirked. She was not expecting to be a lilly pad. With the grace of a dancer, and swift hands of a violinist she tried to clamp both of her hands over the new decoration on her shirt in effort to catch the hopper before it made another escape.*}} {{Template:Elmer
|text = While she was reading, she noticed two girls on the floor, and to her, it looked like they were fighting. After setting her book aside, she approached the girls. "What are you doing?" she asked in a cold tone.|time = 10:07, July 22, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{MinaTula|time=13:21, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Natalie=She was reading over some music sheets, bored out of her mind.}}{{Emmatigerlily|Skye=Skye walked in silently. Wow, so many people to get to know, she thought, very excited. She gave everyone a warm smile and wave and sat somewhere in the middle of everyone.|time=13:26, July 22, 2015 (UTC)}}{{Audi|time=13:29, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|text=AA walked into the compartment, only waving to Angus really, staring out the window, although glad of her escape.}}{{Kibeth|time=13:37, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Manon=Manon watched the girls with the chocolate frog, beginning to lose faith that there were any remotely intelligent people in her year. She turned back to the window, ignoring the girl sitting across from her.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:04, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Christine=Chess got boring real fast. She looked around, seeing if anyone would have the slightest interest in playing, and... she assumed no one did. So she got back to looking at her chess board. She also pulled out her sketchbook and started drawing the queen chess piece.}}{{Jonathan McAlister|Jonathan= He looked up and saw several new people enter the carriage. He closed his eyes to try and manage his ability on the train, but merely went with a slight sigh of pain and opened them. "Do you want to play?" Jonathan asked to Christine, seeing the Chess Board.|time=22:15, July 22, 2015 (UTC)}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:16, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Mathia looked around the train at the new faces. She grinned. I think this year is going to be great!}}{{Jonathan McAlister|Jonathan= "Hey, Mathia. Looking forward to the term?"|time=22:18, July 22, 2015 (UTC)}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:19, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Mathia nodded. "Yup! But also a nervous and scared..." she said. "What about you? Are you excited?"}}{{Jonathan McAlister|Jonathan= Jonathan shrugged. "I know what to expect. After all, my older cousin has told me about all of it." He looked towards the carriage, addressing them all, "Everyone looking forward to your first term?"|time=22:21, July 22, 2015 (UTC)}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:23, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Mathia nodded. "That makes sense."}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:23, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=Reynie ignored the question and kept looking out the window}}
{{Katherine Déonté-Marxa|23:25, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|The frog was finally trapped, much to her inner delight. However she wasn't in much of a childish mood when Ella approached. "Attempting to rid this world of freed chocolate frogs who would possibly melt all over some poor surface and cause a little trouble seeing as nobody here can cast Scourgify?" She quipped at the girl before turning back to Meadow, her jaunty half-smile surfacing. "Nice one."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:34, July 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, a sarcastic ha-ha-in-your-face sort of laugh over Katherine's quip as she grinned at Ella before offering the the captured wily frog back to its rightful owner.* "Ditto." *She nodded extending the jaunty half-smile right back.*}}
 
Meadow and Christine (2025)
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:33, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine=She'd be staring out the window, drawing a rook chess piece for some reason.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:38, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow put herself into seat a good distance from the girl at the window. She looks over at her drawing and smirks before she speaks.* "That's pretty good."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:51, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine=Turning, "Thanks."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:53, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged. She wasn't trying to be nice she was stating a fact. She almost wished the girl hadn't said anything because now she felt the need to make conversation.* "I'm Meadow."}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:54, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="I'm Christine." Naturally, she would have tipped her own hat, but she wasn't wearing one, so go figure.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:56, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="So?" *She bit her tongue between her teeth and looked around the carriage.* "I guess, you play a lot of chess."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:58, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="I do. It's mostly all I do when I'm bored. Besides of course, bothering my older sisters to play Quidditch with me or something."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:00, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned laughing to herself, Christine sounded a lot like Callum.* "That's cool. That you're not only into chess but you like Quidditch too." *She nodded.* "Were you at the World cup?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:03, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="Indeed I was. When one of your older siblings is playing, you wouldn't miss it for anything in the world. At least, I wouldn't."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:06, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's brow furrowed as she nodded. She didn't get a last name from Christine, not like it would have mattered. She mostly knew the Finches by heart not too many of the other teams players." "Who's your older sibling?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:07, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="Hazel Albertson. Seeker for Puddlemere."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:10, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh." *She tosses her head back and rolls her eyes. She feels like she should have known that. Then again, how could she?* "No wonder you bug your sisters to play with you. I would too if mine was a professional seeker." *She shrugged.* "Was she bummed, your sister, about the loss?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:12, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="Indeed she was. She was thinking that she failed the entire team. And there I am, trying to tell her that it's not exactly her fault."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:15, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeesh." *She grimaced.* "That's too bad. It isn't like she was the only one out there, she had a whole team with her. Technically, they all failed each other."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:18, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="Good point. In part I can see why the team would be mad; Japan probably fouled more times this World Cup than any other time. And I thought that they were smart."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:24, July 24, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Japan played pretty dirty, it did take them all the way to that bronze match. I'm more surprised they lost than I am that America won. Although I was happy about it."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:52, July 25, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="Yeah, I was kind of surprised myself. Nobody really likes the Americans, after that game against Germany."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:32, July 25, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyed Christine for a moment, she must not have heard the part where Meadow said she was 'happy' about the win, or the slight West Philly accent she had.* "Nobody really liked America or Americans before that game against Germany." *She laughed.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:42, July 25, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="I think it was more of after that game, because Germany were fan favorites, you know."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=~~~~~|Meadow="I think it was more ... forever, and not just the Germans. I sort of think the rest of the world hates America" *She shrugged.* "It isn't like being fan favorites did very much."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:07, July 26, 2015 (UTC)|Christine="You do have a point."}}{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:16, July 26, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="I would have kept it to myself if I didn't think so too."}}
 
=Clock Tower Courtyard=
The First Years "Nobis" (2025)
{{JayeMalik'|time=15:36, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Blake= The first week of school had already passed and Blake was still exploring the castle. It was far too big, and she was trying to keep up with everything that was happening in her year group that she barely had time to keep exploring. They were far too trouble-making for her own liking, and that said a lot.}}{{Emmatigerlily|Skye=Skye was sat on part of the wall, writing a story in her notebook, too lost in the world she was creating to be looking at who was around her.|time=15:45, July 30, 2015 (UTC)}}{{Kibeth|time=15:50, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Manon=Manon was sitting on one of the benches, book in hand, not really paying attention to the other girls.}}{{Jonathan McAlister|Jonathan= Jonathan walked past to sit down on a bench, whistling to call his eagle over and grooming him, ignoring the other girls.|time=17:03, July 30, 2015 (UTC)}}{{Template:Elmer
|text = Elizabeth sat on a bench as she put a book she was reading in her backpack and started to observe her classmates with a semi-cold smile.
|time = 17:09, July 30, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Kayle |time= 17:10, July 30, 2015 (UTC) |Amber=Amber had a slight smile on her lips as she walked beside her sister, whispering out a not-so-interesting story about how she thought the squid, or whatever it was, grabbed her leg when she snuck out to go swimming. Upon seeing the rest of the girls, her smile vanished and she immediately hid behind her sister.}}{{Kayle |time= 17:10, July 30, 2015 (UTC) |Rosa= Rosa was barely paying attention to where she was walking and nearly tripped over Skye, then nearly ran into Blake, which caused her cheeks to flush slightly before she finally managed to just hide herself in a corner if the courtyard.}}
{{Jonathan McAlister|Jonathan= The eagle had flown away, leaving him to look around. Great, only male here right now. Wish Kai would hurry up and come. He thought to himself as he brought out some music and started to look it over, humming the tune under his breath.|time=17:13, July 30, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Rie|17:14, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Griffin=He ran all the way to this particular cloister at top speed. The sight of the plants and vines that grew on the walls, and on the floor slowed him to a stop. He had only ever imagined being in a place that was so old and beautiful.}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:14, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd still be playing the he loves me, he loves me not game. There is just... Brandon on her mind really.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:14, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Christine=She'd be playing chess all by herself. She was practicing her chess gambits, as they were her strongest opening.}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:14, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Emma=She'd be standing tall and proud, with arms crossed for no reason. She was idly looking at the others.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:21, July 30, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow strolled through the courtyard not paying much attention to the others, she barely recognized any of them.*}}
=Sixth Floor Grand Staircase Tower=
Meadow and Kate (2026)
{{Omnia|23:26, September 3, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=For no apparent reason, Kate was pacing on the railing, one hand thrown out to keep her from wobbling precariously. While this endeavour was most likely inadvisable, she didn't particularly mind the strain she was putting herself in.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:31, September 3, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow watched the blonde girl on the railing. Her head began to tilt heavily to the right as she wondered what would happen if she suddenly shrieked as loud as she possibly could. Shaking that thought away her head tilted even further towards the right wondering how many times this girl has walked such a tempting line.*}}
{{Omnia|23:36, September 3, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=Continuing her steady pace, she was getting the hang of the whole thing as long as she glued her eyes to her feet. Every time she directed her gaze somewhere else she found herself off-balance. The vertigo didn't seem to be affecting her as she repeated this cycle over and over. Step, wobble, step step, wobble.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:44, September 3, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned slightly, a small movement at the corners of her mouth. Her gaze almost as malicious as the thoughts that flashed through her mind as she watched the girl teeter precariously. It looked like fun. The wobbling she was doing between her steps cemented in Meadow's mind what she was already thinking. The girl has balance, but up so high anyone can suddenly learn what it feels like to plummet. She traced her lips with one finger trying to keep her mouth shut.*}}
{{Omnia|23:55, September 3, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=She halted abruptly mid-step to try for a spin. Somehow she pulled it off without falling to the abyss of her death, a slight maniacal grin forming all the while. Freezing in place, her keen eyes picked up a movement from the edge of her peripheral vision and she blinked. Well, not a professor nor a prefect. Remarkably unruffled at the prospect of someone seeing her, she didn't turn her head. "Someone there?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:01, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned unintentionally admiring the brave or foolish girl's antics. She fought herself not to respond, it was not as if she had not already been seen. Why continue to keep quiet now? She thought.* "Someone everywhere." *She murmured unable to control the mildly whimsical inflection in her voice.* "Are you a gymnast? Your steps remind me of the girls when they walk on the balance beam."}}
{{Omnia|00:16, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=Her brown orbs regarded the empty air in front of her curiously, as if she was looking at Meadow when she was not. She recognized the voice from the train, but other than that- nothing. "Everywhere? Are you an unmoored poltergeist?" She couldn't resist replying, her grin resurfacing. "And sort of, I guess," She glanced down at her feet again. "Got tired of balance beams though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:25, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Poltergeist. Not for another hundred years, maybe more if I really try." *She chuckled in amusement shaking her head.* "I didn't mean I was everywhere. I meant there are people, a someone is everywhere." *She shrugged moving a little closer to the railing, remaining far enough away to not be an obstacle.* "I can see why. Balance beans were never this far off the ground, not from what I remember. That is, if you weren't going for a short walk on the uneven bars. You really have to 'see where you want to be' if plan to stay upright up here."}}
{{Omnia|00:38, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=A slight tilt was adopted by her head as the blonde listened intently. "That is true," She mused in agreement. The notion of someone being inside a muffin was entertained for a couple of seconds before her ears caught wind of what the other girl had begu to say. "Yep, they weren't. And on the matter of seeing," She paused to shrug, "maybe upright is getting repetitive. How about hand walking?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:43, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded, her tiny lips pursed slightly in annoyance. She was being agreed with, she knew that. Certain words had a way of making her think people thought she was not clever enough to make a good point.* "Hand-walking should probably be done on a flatter ... less ... narrow surface." *She shrugged she was not going to stop the girl if she chose to switch from foot to hand. But, she was going to watch.* "If your quite good. Better at walking on your hands then your feet. Who can stop you?"}}
{{Omnia|01:16, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Kate="Anything can stop me," She replied simply. With no further ado, her hands went up and curved, flipping her backwards in one swift, impromptu motion. Her fingers flexed for a split second in mid-air just before gripping tightly onto the railing to reinstate her balance. As neatly as her upper limbs, her legs went straight up in the air while the blood rushed into her head.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="But can anyone?" *She took a step back instinctively. She hadn't expected the girl to actually go hand over foot as quickly as she did, and with what appeared to be effortlessness. She couldn't help but be impressed with what she was now deeming fearlessness. She rose onto the balls of her feet, and tips of her toes to peer over the railing before sinking back down to her heels.* "How many times have you done this?"}}
{{Omnia|03:23, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=Once her body had adjusted to the sudden gravity switch, she almost forgot that she couldn't shrug in reply as her hands found their "footing" or handing. Either worked. "Probably my third time," She speculated. And yes, there is one person who might be able to stop me, but they're not here right now. And the other's dead. Pushing away the thought, her eyes focused on a long network of cracks that ran across a nearby wall.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:45, September 4, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow flashed a half-smile one cue with the 'probably'. It could have been the hundredth time, maybe even the thousandth. Although, it didn't really seem like this girl kept count. Meadow looked around for one of those kids with the shiny badges people were always blathering on and on about. She rose up again to peer over the railing to see if anyone had noticed the girl calling attention to herself by defying gravity. She looked back at the girl and caught sight of her gaze. "You might not be using your feet anymore. You still probably want to keep your eyes on the ... rail."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:54, September 6, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded.* "Glad to hear it." *She didn't have a very good reason for stopping at the sixth, other than wanting to see if the girl was going to lose her balance, and fall, or not fall. It was morbid, and it did make her giggle. But, it probably too soon into the conversation for sharing thoughts of that nature.* "The roof." *She shrugged.* "As you can see, I haven't made it all the way there yet. I thought there might be some sort of widow's watch up there. It seemed like that would be a good place to really see what Hogwarts actually looks like."}}
{{Omnia|08:53, September 6, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=It took a conscious effort to force her eyes to stay where they were. Kate absorbed the steady flow of words with an accustomed ease despite the piecemeal dizziness. "That's an interesting idea," She replied, "though there are likely protective charms to keep students out of there..." The corners of her mouth turned downwards by a smidgen. "Wonder if it looks more magical or not from that height."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:04, September 6, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Hopefully the charms would be there to keep the more uncoordinated people from falling, and making human shaped splat marks on the top of the parapet walls or the ground if they even make it that far." *She paused, she didn't mean to say that last bit, and the smile that accompanied it was forced away as quickly as it was shown.* "That's if there even is a roofwalk up there. I think they only exist on houses in America, and in books. ... If I didn't just make it up. You sound like you know what I meant. So, it must be a real thing."}}
{{Omnia|02:03, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=The idea, however, amused her far more than she probably should have been, and she chuckled slightly. She shifted her weight from one hand to the other, cautioning to keep her balance as she did so. "Or do they summon or craft one magically every time they climb up there?" She said musingly, almost shrugging again until she realized she couldn't. "It might be, it might be not. Only a few ways to find out."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Kind of like if it the spell is broken or wares off every time someone goes up there. I didn't think about that." *She silently ponders whether or not the new Highmaster is going to be alerted to the curious cat if she is able to make her way to the roof. It only takes a few moments for her to decide that she doesn't care.* "Only one way I know of." *She shrugged a small mischievous grin forming.* "I'll have to go see for myself."}}
{{Omnia|02:34, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Kate="Well..." Her voice trailed off, but hastily backtracked with an almost loopy hum to it. "Would it be okay if I came along? Not that I think you'd be one of those cartoon splat marks. Though I have to say that this place needs a little more color, so maybe the imprints of a dead body would liven things up a bit. Pun not intended."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smirked at the cartoon splat mark comment, she wanted to laugh especially with the color comment added on to it.* "That was funny." *She nodded* "You're funny. Sure, you can come. Just. Don't do that rail walking thing up there. I mean, you aren't wrong about this place being sort of drab, but I'd rather be responsible for pushing someone who's got a crappy sense of humor than watching someone who's got a pretty good way of seeing things go tumbling until they crack like an egg."}}
{{Omnia|02:09, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Kate="Most people dub it as sociopathic tendencies, so you're cool," She disclosed conversationally. A moment or two was taken to return to a normal stance on the ground, not as theatrically as she had done earlier. "True. I can't make promises because I don't like broken promises, but I guarantee that I won't crack into somebody's breakfast in the case I fall," She nodded approvingly, shifting on her feet to get accustomed to the feeling of pressing down on them again.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:21, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged considering the sound of the 'label' as she heard the words, and said them herself. They sounded judgmental, and harsh causing her to frown. The grin was unleashed when a familiar yet sadly distant image filled her brain allowing her to chuckle in amusement.* "You had to take it a step further by ruining someone else's breakfast? It would be terrible, if you fell. But, it would be so funny. Because it's unexpected, to the people eating breakfast." *She suppressing an grinch-y grin.* "Sociopathic tendencies? Really? I knew it was a bit of a... twisted sort of way of thinking. I guess. It makes me giggle, it made it seem like it was... I don't know. Funny." *She shrugged looking toward the steps.*}}
{{Omnia|02:34, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Kate=The shrug was returned without afterthought. "I pity those who dislike or are allergic to ketchup myself. Because the blood, y'know," Kate, on the other hand, had no qualms on smiling at the idea. "Twisted is funny sometimes. And people enjoy labeling and naming everything, when it's pretty obvious they can try for a million years and never really finish." Another shrug followed. "Thoughts reflect tendencies supposedly, but that doesn't really matter to me unless they're acted on."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had to grin, and nod with a faint,* "Yeah." *at the ketchup statement, there were too many memories of it being blood not to.* "Twisted is funny all the time, unless it's personal. That's when I don't know what to call it then. I haven't finished labeling it yet." *She smirked.* "I think feelings are more important. I don't have to think about whether or not I'm going to do something. Sometimes. You know, learning magic." *She rolled her eyes.* "If I feel like I need to do something. I'm going to do it."}}
{{Omnia|02:50, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Kate="When it's personal, I like to think that "Please hex me" or "I'm not taking your feelings into consideration" is subtext," She replied thoughtfully, "but that might be just me." Listening to the rest of the explanation, she tilted her head to the side before putting it back to its proper position on the axis. "I've never thought of it as learning magic. More like controlling it. Because hasn't it always been inside us? Muggles can't learn magic, and us wizarding folk are born with it...So technically doesn't that mean nobody can learn it?" She mused out loud, shrugging again. "If I feel like I need to do something, I think about it, argue with myself about it, but I do it anyway. So I procrastinate on agreeing with my feelings."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*She sighed nodding her head thinking but not saying It's not just you.* "That's not what I meant when said learning. I like what you said. Magic has, or always will be inside of us. I think our bones are still useful when we die?" *She shrugged frowning as her eyes rolled from one side to the other as she considered it.* "I meant that we learn to use our magic properly. I don't know if magic can be learned. I guess that a Muggle could, they might have distant Half-blood family members. How else would there be Muggle-borns. I guess I sort of think of all magic as summoning. We're summoning our magic from wherever in us it comes from, and we have to learn how to channel it safely."}}
=Forgotten Cavern=
Meadow and Reynie (2026)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:34, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had finally found herself an opportunity to wander with her violin. She never played in the dorms, she never played in the common room. She wasn't afraid of bothering anyone with her musical noise, she was a bit private about her music. This place had the most beautiful echo, and with the sound of her footsteps she couldn't wait to sit, and play. In fact she choose not to sit. She pulled her violin out of the case, and began playing a violin cover of Skyfall*}}{{MerisaMist|time=17:22, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He walked into the cavern with his sketchbook. He heard the music. Reynie began to wonder, Why do they call this place the 'Forgotten Cavern'? It doesn't seem so forgotten to me.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:34, September 7, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow swayed, almost dancing but not just yet, to the music. She swirled around quickly, executing a near perfect pirouette en dehor finishing with a slight bow. Rising back up she noticed she was essentially performing when she caught sight of Reynie. She stood up straight her bow hitting her strings playing a series of dissonant sounds, and a string snap cutting her face a few inches underneath her right eye.* "Why are you here?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=00:25, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Drawing." He said as he he held up his sketchbook, and shook it.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:29, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Liar. She sighed.* "Shouldn't you be some place with a lot more light? First thought, somewhere else. If you really are here to draw." *She winced lowering her violin, and lightly putting a knuckle to the cut on her face.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:31, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He shrugged. "Well, I could be. But I'm not." he said completely and utterly oblivious to the cut on her face.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Is that like a thing you do? Draw in the dark?" *She rolled her eyes at his comment putting her violin back in the case, and snapping it shut.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:35, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="So what if it is? Is playing a violin in a cavern something you do often?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:37, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Your thing wouldn't make any sense, and mine would." *She humphed.* "I don't need to see the strings to play, but you need to see the page to draw."}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:39, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="I can see the page just fine." he said as he looked at the sketchbook. Yup. Can see it just fine.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:41, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="What are you? Part cat?" *She smirked.* "How can see 'just fine' in here?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:42, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He smirked at her Part Cat comment. He pointed to the entrance behind him. "Entrance. It brings in enough light."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:44, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Smart-alec." *She stifled a laugh.* "I think I'll still call you Kitten."}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:47, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He had mock horror on his face. "Kitten? Really. I'm almost offended."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:49, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="What would offend you more? Puppy?" *Her eyes went wide, and she pointed to him.* "Poppy!"}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:50, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Poppy? Like the flower? That doesn't even fit me at all." I ain't no flower.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:53, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned triumphantly.* "It doesn't need to fit you." *She shrugged.* "I'm not calling you a flower. I'm calling you Poppy, because that's your puppy name." *She chuckled. Bark.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=00:59, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Poppy the Puppy?" he inwardly groaned }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:01, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow giggled insanely, she tried to stop and couldn't. When Reynie said Poppy the Puppy out-loud she lost it.* "You don't like it." *She bit her lips together trying to hear him speak over the sound of her laughter.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:04, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He shrugged. He did hate it. The puppy part struck to close to home and the poppy part made him sound like some kind of-girly.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:06, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow almost felt bad, she did have a hint of a smile on her face in-spite of her feelings.* "It stays. Until I can think of something better."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:16, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He was already thinking up some. "I will come up with one. Eventually."}}\
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh, I'm sure you will. Poppy." *Her tone was dripping with sarcasm her face and her nodding said otherwise.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:26, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="It's Reynie. Reynie Ilan." he almost sounded like a James Bond wanna be}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled at him laughing to herself.* "Maestro. Meadow Maestro."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:33, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He smirked. "Meadie Mae." he said simply}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:39, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="MediMay?" *She scoffed her face scrunching in disapproval.* "I was born in June."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:44, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He sighed. "Meadie Mae." he said slowly}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="You're a bit off, and everything you say is too." *She grinned, and shook her head.* "You're in Slytherin, right?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:01, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie=He shrugged. "If it's candy, I'm game."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:03, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Candy shaped like poo. She laughed. "What sort of candy do you like?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:07, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Chocolate. Berriti Bott's Every Flavored Beans." he said automatically}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Have you ever had a chocolate churro?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:10, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Can't say that I have."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:23, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="If you really do like chocolate, you should." *She shrugged.* "What's your favorite flavor bean? Is it chocolate?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:25, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Surprisingly, no. It's cherry." he said with a grin}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:26, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Have you ever mixed the chocolate and the cherry?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="That means you like chocolate covered cherries."}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:35, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Yeah. So?" Dang. Talk about deja vu.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Are you here to draw or not?" *She laughed even more anxious now to leave him treats shaped like poo, with cherries for blood.* "Maybe you should do that, and stop talking to me."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:51, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Whatever you say, Meadie Mae." he started to draw the interior of the cavern}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:47, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Your extremely blunt, aren't you?" he said with a smirk as he opened his sketchbook}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:49, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know. Maybe." *She shrugged.* "I think I'm honest."}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:51, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Reynie="Whatever you say, Meadie Mae." he started to draw the interior of the cavern}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:08, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow glared at him, a small smile on her face. She hated that nickname, but she sort of did like having one.*}}
=Empty Classroom (Hogwarts Theater) Backstage=
Howarts Play: Alice in Wonderland (2026) 
{{Bond_em7|time=18:11, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Melinda=She'd be backstage, ready to help change to the next background when it was time.}}{{Madan Atherton TB|Madan= He sat tuning his guitar hoping that this play wouldn't go too badly|time=19:55, September 8, 2015 (UTC)}}{{Luctor Et Emergo|time=20:01, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Lilith=It's not until the play's about to begin when she realises just how bad this all looks... but still, getting everything prepared has been sort of fun, and even if the play goes awfully, she's going to be the only good part about it.}}{{Kibeth|time=20:06, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Kea=Kea was fairly vaguely anxious about how Kimi's play would turn out as she helped organize the actors. Hopefully it wouldn't crash and burn.}}{{Kibeth|time=20:06, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|GC=Jessie waited for her cue, far away as it was. She was pretty sure the entire Evans family (plus Roxy) had come to watch, so she had a right to be nervous, right?}}
{{Alessandra D'Martin|Alessandra= Alessa was sitting next to Madan, tuning her violin quietly and singing under her breath, Mad Hatter while she read through her music.|time=21:32, September 8, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=22:27, September 8, 2015 (UTC)|Malia= She winced a bit as she made her way backstage. The play hadn't even started and it was already looking... odd. Shaking the negativity away, Malia stood by the side, ready to help with anything she could.}} {{Catty
|time = 03:04, September 9, 2015 (UTC)
|Suzanna = She was in the backstage, ready to assist Melinda and any of the other Art Team members.}}
{{Effie|time=06:32, September 9, 2015 (UTC)|Honey=*She stood around doing her best to stay out of the way tugging nervously at her Card Gardener costume.*}}
{{Effie|time=06:32, September 9, 2015 (UTC)|Lilah=*She passed out the sheet music to everyone on the music team who did not already have it. It was a lot of the music they had all agreed on in their meeting. They were a few added notes here and there that looked out of place, but when played together were unusually pleasant.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:03, September 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was seated quietly nearer to Alessa and Madan. She anxiously tuned her violin again, adjusting for the rising heat with each new body that entered the classroom.*}}
{{Rhea Lindstrom|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 17:18, September 9, 2015 (UTC)|Rhea= after a few hours of seriously considering just pretending to be ill she wandered backstage in her costume waiting patiently}}{{Template:Yasmin12345
|time = 18:28, September 12, 2015 (UTC)
|Seline = She was reading her music sheets over and over again. She had practiced too much to fail.}}{{MinaTula|time=00:09, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Juli=She stood next to Honey, a bit nervous, trying to hide that fact.}}{{Emmatigerlily|Kimi=All through the first scene Kimi was panicking, but she tried to keep herself busy backstage so that it didn't show. "Lilith, you're next," she urged her cousin onto the stage, giving her a look that urged her to do well and rectify this mess.|time=14:40, September 15, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Bond_em7|time=14:44, September 15, 2015 (UTC)|Melinda=She'd finish drawing whiskers on Lilith's face, finishing with her part of that costume.}}
=The Quad=
Meadow and Mathia (2026)
{{MerisaMist|time=22:37, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Mathia skipped into the quad with her books in her hands. She plopped down in the grass and started to open her books with the intent to study...That didn't happen. Instead, she started to doodle on her parchment}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:46, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had this evil urge to stomp all over Mathia's parchment seeing it splayed out on the grass so enticingly. With her violin in the case she trudged over to her.* "What are you doodling?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:52, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She glanced up with a smile. At the question, she glanced down at her paper and saw that she drew her and Cecilia (of course in stick figures though). "Me and my sister."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:54, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scrunched her nose, and she tilted her head looking at the parchment.* "Why? Is she your favorite?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:56, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She shrugged. "We don't talk much."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:58, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow dropped down next to Mathia fiddling with the locks on her violin case.* "Why not?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:01, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She shrugged. "You play violin?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:10, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="No. I have baby dragon eggs in here, and no one knows because I keep them in a violin case." *She grinned flicking the locks open.* "I do play, my mother taught me. Do you play any instruments."}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:11, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She grinned. "That's so cool! No."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:16, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="That's too bad. Playing music is a lot of fun." *She shrugged.* "At least you draw. I like drawing too."}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:18, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="It's more of a mindless doodling."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:29, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Not this time. Not if you drew your sister, who you barely talk to." *She pulled out her violin, and began carefully stringing it.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:31, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She shrugged. She looked at what she was doing. "Whatcha up to?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:34, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed.* "Restringing. I can't play if one of the strings is broken. I can, but it wouldn't sound the same."}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:36, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She nodded. "Okay."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:53, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Do you mindlessly doodle any of the kids from class?" *She started to grin trying not to look away from the strings.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:58, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="Yeah. Why?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:09, September 19, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Just wondering." *She shrugged.* "So... Who else did you draw?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:56, September 20, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She shrug. "I doodle whoever is on my mind at the moment."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, September 21, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="You do it from memory? You don't have to see the person to be able to draw them?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=00:44, September 21, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="I don't draw exactly...It's more of a doodle. I suppose it's from memory."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:41, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. Fine. Doodle." *She rolled her eyes. Doodling and drawing are the same thing. Aren't they?* "Can you doodle those two that everyone in our seems to hate. I forget their names. Roodworth... and King?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:06, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She tapped her pencil against her chin in thought. "I guess."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Could you dra- doodle." *She glared at the strings of her violin as she corrected herself.* "Could you doodle your dorm?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:29, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="Yeah." she said}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Sounds more like drawing to me then." *She growled down at her violin having trouble with the fine tuners.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:42, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She thought that over before saying. "Well, I guess you proved me wrong then."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Probably not. I haven't seen you dra- doodle anything that I've said. So... I guess you could be a doodler. If you want."}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:46, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="Ya never know. I could be both." she grinned}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Everything. Takes. Time." *A slow, yet slightly wicked smile spread across her face as she finished restringing her violin.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:01, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She tilted her head to the side. "What takes time?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked over at Mathia and spoke slowly.* "Ev-er-ry-thing."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:13, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Mathia watched her tune her violin. She'd never seen someone tune before}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:17, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow played a few notes which came out sounding like she was a true beginner causing her to frown. She played with the tuning pegs then started again.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:28, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She didn't say anything (which was a first) and just listened to her play}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned as Mathia fell silent. She glanced over at her from the corner of her eye in-between bouts of stopping to adjust the tuning pegs.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:35, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Her eyes would be closed and her head tilted to the side as she listened to the music}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned as Mathia fell silent. She glanced over at her from the corner of her eye in-between bouts of stopping to adjust the tuning pegs.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:35, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Her eyes would be closed and her head tilted to the side as she listened to the music}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:43, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled more, and her shoulders dipped slightly when she started to sway.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:44, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=Her fingers tapped to the rhythm. Mathia began to grin at the music}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:58, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow fingers flew over the neck of her violin, the nails of her fingers turning white as she pressed down hard on the strings to get the pitch perfect sounds she wanted to hear.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:59, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She began to sway to the music, a grin still plastered to her face}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:12, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's music came to an abrupt end in a series of notes plucked by hand.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:16, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="That. Was. Awesome."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:53, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="It wasn't. The pegs were tuned wrong, but thanks."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:56, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="If that was tuned wrong, then I can't wait to hear it when it is tuned right."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't really like playing in front of other people, but Bainbridge says I have to get over that."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:07, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="Who's Bainbridge?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:14, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="My stepdad." *Her lips curled into a contemptuous smirk.* "Corvus."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:16, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia="Do you like him? As a father-daughter relationship wise?" she asked, not knowing that that could be nosey}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head looking down as she placed her violin back in the case.* "Not even sort of. I like his son like a brother. He is my mom's son though."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:26, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She nodded. "That sucks. The whole you not really liking your dad thing. You have a brother? What's he like?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="He's not my dad." *She sighed snapping the locks shut on her violin case.* "What's Cal like? He's loads of fun! Nothing like Bainbridge."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:36, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia=She grinned. "That's always a good thing, right?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:40, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="So far?" *She nodded.* "I think it is."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:44, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Mathia= She smiled at that before she finally realized the time. "I should get going. Nice meeting ya Meadow."}}
|-|Second Year=
=Slytherin House Carriage=
Meadow and Alessa (2026)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:30, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sat alone, as usual, re-stringing her violin for what felt like the fiftieth time today.*}}
{{Alessandra D'Martin|time=01:35, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Alessandra= Alessa entered the carriage, taking a seat next to Meadow before removing the violin from her hands. She deftly restrung it and handed it back. "That ought to hold."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:39, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow glared at first instinct at someone having the gual to take her violin out of her hands let alone restring it for her. She looked upwards with a sharp flick of her head to see Alessa she grinned.* "Thanks, Alessa. I've been having trouble with that all day."}}
{{Alessandra D'Martin|time=01:41, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Alessandra= Alessa nodded. "You're welcome, Meadow. Having trouble with your violin, again?" She asked, leaning back and expanding her own violin from her bag.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="My mother says I play too hard, and that's why I'm always snapping strings. She might be right, I cut my face open just last year." *Meadow nodded, that grin barely visible anymore.* "Congratulations on making Head Girl!"}}
{{Alessandra D'Martin|time=02:22, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Alessandra= "Thanks Meadow. Oh, speaking of violins, I'm going to be spending the majority of my time in the Room of Requirement, working on improving my own music, if you want, you can join Madan and myself with practicing. Or, I can help you with lessening the string pressure in the Common Room when we get back? Your choice." She mentioned, placing the bow to her own strings and playing a series of quick notes.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:35, October 25, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. Can you show me where that is? I've never been to the Room of Reguirement, didn't even know there was one. I don't want to get in the middle of time with you, and your boyfriend. So? Maybe you and I should practice in the common room. I'd like to practice with you. With both of you." *She would raise her own violin attempting to mimic Alessa's quick notes applying less pressure on the strings.* "Who's Madan? Was he that guy who was playing the guitar for Alice in Wonderland? He was wasn't he!?"}}
=Deathday Party Hall=
Meadow and Lili (2027)
{{Lili|time=02:31, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= Lili walked here on accident- She'd be scared but this place it /way/ too cool. Lili walked through the hall, dusting some cobwebs with her hand.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow walked in shortly after Lili. Lugging her violin case at her side she hissed as she whacked a peace of stone jutting out of the wall with it.*}}{{Lili|time=02:39, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= It seemed like a matter of seconds that Lili pulled out her wand and looked back, trying to find the source of the hiss and subsequent bump. "Who's there?!" She exclaimed, thinking it was Peeves her something. Her mum told her about Peeves...}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Me!" *She stepped forward lowering her violin case from near her head having attempted to use it as a shield, after fumbling with her wand with her other hand.* "Meadow."}}
{{Lili|time=02:46, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= Her eyes widened slightly and she pulled her wand back. "I thought you were a ghost." She blurted out. "I'm sorry."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="If I were a ghost I wouldn't have let you see me, and you don't have to say you're sorry." *She shrugged.* "I think that was my fault. I didn't mean to startle you... What's your name anyways?"}}
{{Lili|time=02:58, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= "Elisabeth.... Lili. Vermont." She answered. "What's yours?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:04, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="That's pretty. Is Lili your middle name?" *She stuffed her wand away to check on the damage she may have done to her violin case before popping it open.* "I'm Meadow Maestro."}}
{{Lili|time=03:29, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= "No... It's just a nickname. From my first name. Elisabeth-Lili. Always made sense to me." She said with a shrug. "Maestro is a cool last name."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. Yeah? That's a really pretty name. You're parents made a good choice." *She grinned at Lili before plucking her violin from the case and inspecting it.* "Thanks, I've always liked it. Maestro is my dad's last name."}}
{{Lili|time=03:40, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= She nods. "Vermont is my dad's last name too- But I never knew him. Do you hang out with your dad a lot?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:44, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. ... I'm sorry." *She frowned almost instantly.* "I used to. We used to spend a lot of time together. Everyday really. Then he sent me here. Now I don't see him as much or ever." *She tried to focus on the violin, and not let images of her dad seep into her mind and make her cry, again.*}}
{{Lili|time=03:53, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= She shrugs. "I think he's dead. If he isn't, he might as well be." She said. Slowly, she moved to sit next to her. "I'm sure your dad loves you, though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:00, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Honestly. I'm sure he does too. I still sometimes wish things were different, or more like they used to be." *She plucked a few strings, and sighed hearing they were out of tune.* "If you didn't know your dad...why would you say he might as well be dead?"}}
{{Lili|time=04:02, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= "He just left. No trace. No word. Broke my mum's heart. The way she talks about him... I wouldn't care if he came back. I'd never forgive him."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:23, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. That's really bad." *She lowered her violin to look at Lili.* "At least you had your mum, and she didn't fill your head with some silly version of your dad that wasn't the real him."}}
{{Lili|time=04:26, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|text= She nods. "I'm glad I have my mum. She's great." She said, a grin replacing her frown.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:49, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow matched Lili's grin.* "What's she like? Your mum? Other than honest."}}
{{Lili|time=03:02, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= "She's... Strong. Smart. Pretty... And sassy." She said with a shrug. "And my best friend."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed a bit. She knew Lili was going to say pretty, she thought the same about her own mom.* "That's cool. That she's your best friend. I'd say that about my mom but, she has Bainbridge. My sort of step-dad. And there's also Cal."}}
{{Lili|time=03:09, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= "is cal a cat...? Or your brother?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:13, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="No, but also yes. Clytie is my cat, Cal is sort of my little brother. Since Bainbridge isn't really my dad, Cal isn't really my brother. I still treat him like he is though."}}
{{Lili|time=03:14, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= "Clytie is a cute name. I've always wanted a cat. And a sibling. What's your family like?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:24, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="My real dad is the best he was always there for me, and we had loads of fun together, but my mom. She is amazing." *She smiled taking a little time to toy with the strings of her violin.* "My dad taught me about Herbology, and little bit about Charms back in America when I was little. But my mom, she taught me to play the violin. I learned all the basics from my dad, how to read, and write, and tie my own shoes. I kind feel like my mom taught me the most, at least she's going to have to teach me everything else. It's because of her I have brother. I had to learn to get along with other people. I hate Bainbridge, but I like Cal. So, may he's not so bad?"}}
{{Lili|time=03:53, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= "Yeah? What's Bainbridge like?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:59, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="He's the worst!" *She groaned, her brow furrowed, and her lips poked out as she began to pout.* "He's always forcing Cal and I to practice even when we've already practiced for the day. It's like he doesn't know what fun is. He's nothing like my real dad. That's for sure. I don't know what my mom sees in him."}}
{Lili|time=04:12, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= She shrugs. "Maybe he treats her nice. I know that's all my mom wants. Someone who treats her nice."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:16, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeah?" *She slouched down feeling like a jerk.* "I guess he does. I never really thought about it."}}
{{Lili|time=04:25, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= She frowned, and gently pat Meadow on the arm. "Don't feel bad. My mom used to hate it when people treated her okay, but treated me bad."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:28, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="That makes perfect sense though. She's your mom. To her everyone should treat you the way you are supposed to be treated, or better. At least that what I think most moms think. The good ones anyways."}}
{{Lili|time=04:35, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|text= She shrugs. "Yeah. I agree. And this guy sounds like a butt." She answers. "Does he do anything else mean to you guys?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:13, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Meadow="That was what I said. Now that I think about it making us practice all the time isn't mean, I guess." *She pulled one of the strings on her violin so taught it snapped making her deflate visibly.* "He yells at Cal, a lot, when he does something the wrong way. He tells my mom it'll make him a stronger 'man'. That's just dumb."}}
|-|Third Year=
|-|Fourth Year=
=Dervish and Banges=
Meadow and Phoebe (2028)
{{Kayle|time=01:42, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe really had to get out of the house, and she hadn't been to Dervish and Banges in quite some time, so the girl decided it would be nice to browse through the shop, possibly buying something if her wallet allowed her, which she highly doubted they would.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:49, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow felt so strange moving through the aisles without her violin case, the weight of it in her hands, lunging it around every where not mention being able to take it out and play whenever she wanted. It was a weird feeling all together, Something she associated with what it felt like to lose a body part. She shuddered at the thought.*}}
{{Kayle|time=02:02, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe's eyes were pretty focused on the shelves, nothing else, as she walked along the aisles, only glancing up when she had to turn a corner. She'd be twirling her hair around a finger, stopping suddenly when she caught sight of the Remembralls, and thinking about getting one if she could.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Where is the freaking Spello-tape." *She stopped to the scan the shelves as far as her eyes could see before turning her back to do the same on the opposite side. She took a deep breath, sighing heavily before moving on still in search of the elusive tape she wasn't even sure was sold here.*}}
{{Kayle|time=02:11, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe grabbed a Remembrall off the shelf, smiling somewhat as she looked at it, before deciding she'll get it, because she thought she had the money for it. She'd turn around, but in the process slightly knocking into somebody walking past, "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, her cheeks going pink.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:19, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow staggered backwards if only to put space between herself, and this other person fixing her gaze in that general direction.* "No, it's alright. I... I forgot what I was about to say." *Thrown by the words that came out of her mouth she shook it off, then tried to fix that.* "I can't find anything in here. Do you know where... where the wizards locks are?"}}
{{Kayle|time=02:25, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe smiled, the blushing slowly vanishing, although it took a while, "Yeah, I just passed them, I don't remember exactly where though," she said, shrugging, before turning around and starting to walk in the direction she was sure the wizard locks were.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared at Phoebe, her face as blank as her mind for a few seconds. She regained her senses smiling back as she was smiled at then proceeded to follow Phoebe when she walked away.* "You don't have to help me. I think I would have found it. Eventually. Although, I was looking for Spello-tape, but I hadn't seen it. So? Maybe I wouldn't have found it." }}
{{Kayle|time=02:39, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="I don't think I've seen any of that, and I've walked about the whole thing twice over now," she said, her voice light and cheery, or as light and cheery as possible, "Well, either way, I'd love to help, I don't have anything else to do."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks then, I guess. I mean doing something is a whole lot better than doing nothing." *She shrugged wondering where she had seen spello-tape before.* "I'm Meadow, by the way. Were you... were you doing some shopping or just browsing?"}}
{{Kayle|time=02:48, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="I'm Phoebe, it's nice to meet you, Meadow," she said, looking back at the other girl and flashing her a smile again, "Oh, I'm mostly browsing, but I lost my other Remembrall, so when I saw them, I figured I could get it. I should probably recount my money before going to the counter first though..." she drifted off into thought, her eyes darting between the shelves on either side of her.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled back at Phoebe again, catching herself in the act she wondered why. Then it clicked. She thought Phoebe was pretty, annoyingly so. She obviously felt some type of way, and her mind was making her think reciprocated smiles were a good thing.* "I haven't seen a Remembrall in ages. Maybe if they were square, or triangular shaped they wouldn't be so easy to lose."}}
{{Kayle|time=03:05, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe grinned, "Ooh, you're right, that's genius!" she said, quite excited about the idea, turning around and walking backwards for a bit so she could full on look at Meadow, before turning back around, "I think you should write the people who make them, telling them that idea."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:16, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's faced locked into a hard yet mildly perplexed stare as Phoebe backpedalled. She looked around at the shelves, then back forward to see Phoebe had started walking away again.* "I don't know about that. It isn't cereal or, pizza, and we aren't talking Muggles. I don't think the people who make these type of magical inventions would like some Hogwarts kid trying to tell them how to better their inventions."}}
{{Kayle|time=03:31, April 8, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe shrugged, "Perhaps, but I think they should," she said, and she was confident in it, "I think everybody should be open to criticism once and a while," she twirled her hair around a finger again with her free hand, "Or, I bet you could wait until you're an adult, it's genius either way."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:58, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Genius might be an overstatement." *She grinned entertaining the idea of waiting, and possibly coming up with more ideas for other magical inventions.* "I could wait. Someone else might have thought the same thing. For all I know who ever made them didn't like those shapes. Or they wanted people to lose them so they would have to buy more. Repeat business is one of the best ways to make money."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:18, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe nodded, "True, and in the mentality of most, money is the guide to...just about everything: happiness, power, etc," she said, before giving a sudden stop and pointing over to the shelf, "Now, I don't totally agree, for the record, but I can say that that is a wizard lock."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You left out respect, but I think etc covers that well enough. I don't want to say that's right or true because I think people can be just as happy, powerful or respected without money." *Her head turned in the direction Phoebe was pointing, and she moved swiftly to pick up one lock, then another in the off chance she might need both.* "I planned on getting one, but brother's break things. I know I'm safer getting two."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:33, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe laughed, just slightly, "Yeah, I get that, I have two older brothers, and I guess they break quite a bit of things, even if they're seventeen now," she said, pushing her hair back, "So, even though I don't know your brother, I think it's safe to get two as well, from personal experience..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Going off what you said I feel like I should get four." *She chuckled looking over at the locks trying to talk herself out of getting one or two more.* "I thought boys were supposed to get smarter with age, you know? More mature. I guess that's just something my mum says to make me feel better when I'm staring at all the pieces of something he just broke. I guess I should feel lucky though, I only have one brother to deal with."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:52, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="I don't actually mind my brothers, I like them more than I like any three of my sisters, but I guess they're kind of a bit much sometimes," she said, giving the other girl a small smile, "I think mothers just say that thing though, like you said, because I don't think they've changed much. If anything, my brothers just got moodier and all grouchy, so just as bad and wild, just teenager-y."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:57, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's eyes bulged, and she shook her head.* "Three sisters! You've got a lot of family." *She laughed nervously, the thought of her brother getting any worse than he already was slightly overwhelming her.* "Ew. I don't even want to think of my brother being teenager-y. My dad was sort of teenager-y, I think, and he was a grown man. That sort of makes me believe there's no hope for them. Boys will always be the same, only bigger."}}
{{Kayle|time=00:50, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe nodded, giving a small laugh, although it faded into more of a sigh, "Yeah, that's a good way of saying it, they won't ever change," she said, shrugging, "Anyways, there's six of us, which is a lot, maybe...I don't normally get to talk to any of them though, so I don't really notice..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:11, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's a little bit disappointing. It'd be great if Cal would one day grow out his habit of pestering me until I go after him with hammer fists, but I won't hold my breath." *She picked up one more lock, and felt silly for having so many.* "It is a lot, but why don't you get to talk to them? Is it because they're all busy being teenager-y or is it because they're never around for you to talk to? Which is probably the same thing."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:23, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Both?" she shrugged, thinking before saying anything else, "I guess I don't see much of my older sisters because they're graduated and living their lives...and the twins are all teenager-y, so there's not much to see of them...so it's just me and my twin until we graduate, and we barely even see each other because we don't get along?" she shrugged again.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:29, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh... I didn't know you had a twin." *Her brain goes haywire imagining two Phoebe's.* "It's... to bad... to bad you don't get along. I used to wish I had a twin, then I got stuck with a lousy half-brother instead. So? Are you identical or fraternal? If there's literally another person who looks, and sounds just like you do out there in the world I think I sort of understand why you wouldn't get along."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:43, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Yeah, we're identical, which is annoying, especially since people will come up to me and think I'm her, since she talks to more people, I guess," she said, giving a small roll of her eyes, before sighing a bit, "I manage though. I'm getting to look a bit older than her though for some reason? So, we're not totally identical anymore, but it's pretty close."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:54, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed to herself imagining the small chance of walking up to Phoebe's twin thinking she was Phoebe.* "Is that why you don't get along with her? The way you describe her she sounds like she's kind of outgoing, maybe even a little bit immature. You seem like the opposite to me. Reserved, and sort of laidback."}}
{{Kayle|time=02:07, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="And, she's quite the attention hog, always need all eyes on her, it's bothersome, you can't talk to her about anything, it's all her," she said, her tone casual, as if she wasn't upset by this fact about her sister, but her words hinted to something totally different, "Yeah, that's pretty much it though..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:12, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So, then... I guess that answers my next question. You probably never got along with her. Even when you were real little." *There was no point waiting on an legitimate answer, she had already taking Phoebe's words for what she thought they meant.* "If she ever did change, if that's even possible, because some people never do. Would you want a better relationship with her?"}}
{{Kayle|time=05:15, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Of course, because sometimes you need somebody, especially a family member, and since with our age and an all, we probably go through similar struggles around the same time, it would be nice to talk to her, to rant or vent to, perhaps, but it just doesn't happen..." she shrugged.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:15, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe if you have that twin telepathy. I don't know your life though, and I definitely don't know your sister but I kind of doubt that the two of you go through anything similar unless it's family related. Like something to do with your parents or your siblings, the extended family, maybe?" *She shrugged.* "I'm sort of surprised by your answer."}}
{{Kayle|time=00:32, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe didn't bother clearing up exactly what she meant by it, just nodding, before rotating the Remembrall in her hand a few times, looking off down where they came from, "Yeah...Well, it's been nice talking to you, Meadow, truly, and hopefully we can talk again soon, but for now, I have to head home..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:40, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. Right. I should... probably go pay for these. Otherwise, what's the point?" *She shrugged clenching the small stack of locks tighter in her hands, a small smirk forming on her face.* "See you around, Phoebe."}}
{{Kayle|time=00:45, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Yup, see you around," she said, giving her a small wave and a smile, before walking back down the aisle to put the object back, since she didn't have the money to spend on it, quickly heading out the door shortly after.}}
=Hogsmeade Grounds=
Meadow and Daisy (2028)
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:18, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=She'd be sitting on bench, thinking about... well, she doesn't know.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:27, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow strolled through the grounds with her younger brother in tow. He zoomed off nearly disappearing from sight in a split second while she messed about with her violin case. At this particular moment she wasn't all that worried about him.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:30, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=She'd fiddle with her hair a little, not paying any attention if anyone was passing by or not. Guess she's probably daydreaming.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow plopped down on the bench near the girl she thought was Phoebe. She didn't dare say anything yet mostly because she wasn't sure what to say, and partly because she didn't want whatever she did say to sound stupid.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:42, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=She'd come back to reality for a moment, quickly look at the side to see a girl, then continue fidgeting with her hair. She's having a bad hair day... sort of.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:49, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So? *She grinned because to her a sideways glance was better than nothing. Setting her violin case down off the bench within arms reach she ran one finger along the seam keeping an eye out for her brother.* "Which house did you get sorted into?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:33, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=The way the girl looked at Daisy and talked to her... made Daisy feel like this girl may or may not be mistaking her for Phoebe. Not like Daisy didn't like, but it does give her a chance to make herself look like a sweetheart. Trying to pass for Phoebe, "Hufflepuff. And you?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Slytherin. It basically runs in the family, that's where the Hat put my mom so there was really no doubt that's where it would put me too. What about you? Is the whole family Hufflepuff or did you break the mold?" *She smirked stifling a laugh at her own choice of words.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:19, April 18, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=She'd mentally stumble for a moment. "Well, one of my older brothers is in Hufflepuff. I know the other is in Slytherin, and then my oldest sister was a Hufflepuff, and my twin is in Gryffindor and... you get the picture."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:28, April 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I used to think all families stick to one house or another. Mostly because mine did." *She sent a long sideways glance over her shoulder.* "How do like Hufflepuff? I'm guessing you heard about it from you brother and sister before you were Sorted. Is it what you expected?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:48, April 19, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=She's still mentally surprised how this girl has no clue whatsoever that Daisy isn't actually Phoebe, but whatever. "I sorta did. Because I'm at least that much nicer than my twin." This was true, by the way.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, April 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You figure you got put in Hufflepuff because you're the nice twin?" *She grinned looked back down at her hands as she continued tracing the seam of her violin case with her finger.* "That can't be right. If you have to say that you're nice, you probably aren't. Kind of like if you go around telling people that you're cool. No one's going to believe you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:02, April 20, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=Okay, her Phoebe facade is starting to crumble, sort of. She feels like any moment now, she'll get discovered and well... it'd be funny. "I like to think I'm the nice twin, but I don't know. Sometimes I'm just downright rude to people. So you have a point."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:04, April 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm just messing with you." *She chuckled, a slight smirk on her face.* "You know better than anyone else if you're nice or not. I know for me anyways a person can only be kind to people who deserve it. If someone's a jerk to you, you have the right to be a jerk right back."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:56, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=Now we're talking. "That's true."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="For us, I guess. I know a few people who can't help but be nice to anyone, and everyone. No matter how much of a jerk someone might be to them. I just don't get that."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:48, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=Alright, it was time for Daisy to quit playing games. "Hey, um, there's something I should tell you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:48, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=Alright, it was time for Daisy to quit playing games. "Hey, um, there's something I should tell you."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's face fell flat, before another word was said by either of them, she expected the worst.* "Okay... what?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:54, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=It made her feel bad to do this, but seriously. "You may have thought that I'm Phoebe... I'm actually Daisy, Phoebe's twin."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:05, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked Daisy right in the eye staring silently.* "I knew this would happen." *She cracked up laughing.* "You're messed up for playing along."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:19, April 21, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy=She'd laugh as well. "Actually, you started talking to me as if I was Phoebe, and I decided to play along and see what happens. But yeah, I'm messed up."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, April 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="She told the me two of you are identical, but still..." *She raised a brow studying Daisy's face trying to compare it to what she remembered of Phoebe.* "I imagined it would be a little more obvious which of you is which. Why'd you give up on the act?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:49, April 22, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy="You'd think so. But really, the difference between us, is that I will generally say something first. I gave up, because it got to a point, where I felt like it was mean of me to do that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:07, April 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It could have been considered mean, because it was. Seeing as I don't know either of you well enough I would've never thought you were pretending to be Phoebe. But, it was funny. Have you ever switched places with her?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:48, April 23, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy="I hardly ever do that. Even if we did it often, I'd probably do a worse impression of Phoebe than she would of me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:45, April 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sure you could fool a lot of people who don't know any better. Maybe not your friend's or hers, but strangers like me. Did your parents ever get you mixed up when you were younger?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:45, April 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sure you could fool a lot of people who don't know any better. Maybe not your friend's or hers, but strangers like me. Did your parents ever get you mixed up when you were younger?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:53, April 24, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy="No, they usually knew which one of us was Phoebe and which one I was."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:11, April 29, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is it weird? Having a twin? Can you look at her and see things you want to change about yourself?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:38, April 29, 2016 (UTC)|Daisy="Not if you had to put up with a twin for a while. As for changing myself, I probably wouldn't."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:43, April 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That was sort of superficial..." *She nodded second guessing the way she phased the question.* "... and I mean why would you?" *You're both freaking gorgeous!. She thought suddenly remembering she had yet to introduced herself.* "I'm Meadow. By the way."}}
|-|Fifth Year=
=Knockturn Alley=
Meadow and Phoebe (2029)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:01, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow followed the road from Luchino Café to the Leaky Cauldron now she was here... wherever here was. She gripped the handle of her violin tightly, and pulled it closer to her person. She wanted to set up her violin on the corner, and play for tips, the way she did in the muggle areas. This did not seem like one of those areas the more she walked the farther away she wanted to get.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=07:10, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=After accidentally slipping into these particularly sketchy parts, the girl got accustomed to the environment that had developed within the incredibly skinny alley, between the occasional person shoving you into the grimy wall beside you or the intense stare that lasted a bit too long. Honestly, the entire place spooked her, but the silver-haired girl tried not to let it get to her while she slipped between people as a bright whirl in a pool of bland grey.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:16, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow might have started to panic a bit, the walk way got a little congested, and it became harder to pass people without someone brushing against the case of her violin or Meadow herself. It felt like she was never going to make it out of this dank alley way. The other end seemed like it was getting farther away from her with each step she took, she tried moving faster, that did not seem to do anything conducive.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=07:23, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=If she hadn't known better, she would've called out out for Neil to find him more effectively, but she shouldn't bring anymore attention to herself than the oddly radiant sundress she was wearing already was. While holding in her breath (for the smell of some of these people that crowded Knockturn Alley didn't smell the best), the girl tried to use her smaller size to get between the gaps between other witches and wizards, before she felt herself trip on somebody's foot and fall against another girl about her age.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:29, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was growing more uncomfortable with all the physical contact necessary to go from point A to point B in such a narrow environment with the current ratio of space to people. Under normal circumstances she would not have been bothered by the misstep, with her anxiety level skyrocketing she did not respond with a common reaction. She pushed back, trying to get the small personal bubble she created in her mind back into shape, using her forearm to protect herself.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=07:33, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Although she wished she could act more hardcore, she couldn't help but respond back weakly to the push (which sent her back into somebody else, it was just a chain of annoying people, apparently), "I'm so sorry..." she mumbled, just loud enough for the person to hear as she tried to hide her face and attempt to slip past them without having to trip this time.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:40, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow reacted quicker to the words than anything else.* "You'd better be." *There was just too much hustle going on, and she let about a million people glide past her while she tried to get away from the herd of rude people, and stand by wall. It had to be easier to crawl along the wall than being shoved around like a pinball in the center of traffic.* "Please. Please get out of my way!"}}
{{Phoebe|time=07:49, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Since she had an attitude prepared to even match that of her older brother (you know, the one that's kind of a jack*ss), her eyebrows furrowing with frustration when attitude was fought back to her apology and she just about shoved the girl into the grubby brick wall. If her arms hadn't nervously snapped around her waist at the contact from before, she probably would've, but she kept it in. "If you're expecting people to listen, you're in for a big surprise, sweetheart," she said, her tone a bit snobbish, which she had picked up from the previously stated brother as well as the terrible pet name.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:54, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't expect anything from anyone." *She snapped back, mentally chastised herself for speaking to a voice. It was one thing to respond the first time, it was another thing for her to keep talking.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=07:59, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Uh huh," she let out, because she didn't quite believe her, or her attitude didn't really, since she knew that otherwise she would probably just take her word on it. With a decent portion of her wanting to bug the other girl further, she was too busy trying to work up the confidence to slip through the bustling wizards to get past this slightly annoying brunette who remained in front of her.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:06, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rolled her eyes at the obvious sarcastic remark. She could not help but wonder what horrible thing had she done to deserve this. Probably something that had to do with Cal if it was anything directly related to her. Being trapped like a firefly in a mason jar was a lot like mental torture. She quietly murmured to herself. "Why me?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:12, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=After the small tosses of temper back and forth had died down, she felt herself weaken slightly as she tried to get a good view of what was ahead, her hands digging into her sides and her breathes becoming less frequent than what was probably healthy. If she could spot a shop to dive into until this traffic diminished, she might have an easier time, so she tried to find a decent looking shop or one of the nicer ones in a place like this anyways.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:24, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Frig this!" *She made an executive decision, and she tried to make the best out of the hand she had been dealt today. She spread her violin case upright against the wall behind her, and plucked the stringed instrument from its home. She placed it on her shoulder facing the stream of shufflers. She gripped the bow tight, and found a rhythm that moved her bow arm until the world around her started to matter a whole lot less.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:27, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=At the sight, her eyes widened as they looked over every bit of movement the brunette made, before a small frame of her face was shown to her and she felt an oddly familiar sensation that she didn't quite like. As if it didn't happen at all, she just watched the girl with careful eyes, trying not to seem judgmental because it was out of pure curiosity over what weirdo would start doing this at that very moment.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:36, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow quelled the raging beast swarming inside of her. The frenetic pace of the passers by barely registered on her emotional radar, and the few coins that random strangers tossed at her feet were only noticed because of the clanking dissonance when metal hits concrete.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:40, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Due to the fact that passing wasn't something she necessarily wanted to do anymore, the girl decided to slip over towards the wall and remain standing there. Although she really didn't want to be incredibly awkward like she probably was being, she just watched the girl and listened as she didn't even bother to start to get money out.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:55, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was working towards being at ease around a great many people, that sensation was halted on approach as she could feel the presence of someone beside her, she tried to block it out. She put her focus on keeping her fingers curled, and her arm in position. The last thing she wanted was to snap a string right here, right now.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=09:00, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=As her hands reached into her small coin purse, she felt a slight pain to her temple as she imagined her father's new girlfriend pestering her on what she had spent the precious money on and she quickly pulled her fingers out of the pouch and closed it. Even though she felt guilty, she wasn't going to go under the wrath of that damn lady all over this, because she was wincing just thinking about the harsh words ringing out to her in that annoyingly high pitched voice.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:06, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow did not play on street corners for the money, although she did accept what she was given, she was not a panhandler. She started playing as a way to increase her confidence before a recital, lately it became a saving grace for her. Her violin had become only way she knew of to get a break from the harsh and disheartening reality of life.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=09:09, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe felt herself cringe with every coin thrown at the girl's feet, before she hurried to scoop out a few sickles and tossed them at the ground and she tensed her shoulders up. A bit awkwardly, and clumsily now, she tried to move around the brunette, biting her lip to hold back a sigh.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:20, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took as many small steps backward as the confining atmosphere would allow when one too many coins made contact with her shoes. Having to hold her arms up in such an unconventional position as she played succeeded in making the adjustment of her lower extremities all the more uncomfortable. In the shuffle, swinging one arm up and over an obstruction, then the other arm downward forced to keep it tucked tightly against her body she picked out a pretty face in the crowd. That of a the silver-haired girl.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=09:25, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=When she felt swept back into the crowd, she just glanced back at the girl only to catch her looking back. At that, she stopped because she felt her heart skip a beat (Merlin, she felt gayer than she normally did) and she tried to shake the thought that she knew the girl, smiling shyly before looking away out of slightly shyness.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:30, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was unfamiliar with the mixed emotions clouding her features. Some form of elation was present, because it was Phoebe... or Daisy, but probably Phoebe. Embarrassment over the rude exchange that lead to her impromptu concerto. Last but not least was something she most certainly could not give a name, and so she smiled to herself.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=09:41, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Now, she felt terrible about being snotty earlier to the girl and she fought the urge to go talk to her, because she was doing stuff right now and she probably didn't really want to talk to her, right? Besides, she just had pieces of memory from her and she wasn't going to go try to strike conversation with that. Especially when she seemed so busy.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:49, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow lifted her eyes once again, the moment had probably passed, she looked up a part of her hoping to be able to lock eyes with a pretty girl again, another part of her hoping that pretty girl had escaped from this terrible, ugly place.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=09:53, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=When they met eyes again, she felt her cheeks start to turn pink as a familiar heat rose to them, before she decided to make her move and she cut past a few people to at least find a relatively safe spot next to the stunning brunette. By then, she had registered that her name was Meadow, having placed her from Dervish and Banges, because she had mentioned her to Skye a couple of weeks later. Although she didn't expect them to converse at all, she moved closer anyways because she might as well try, right?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:59, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow and the current proximity to perfection... Phoebe was unsettling to say the least. She had only thought about a moment like this all year long. For it to finally come in a crowded alley way, that was not part of what she was expecting.* "Hey..." *Her rhythmic bow arm slowed to a stop.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=10:02, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=As she tried to keep the butterflies from her stomach, her awkwardness happened to slip through as the smile that was supposed to be vibrant turned out to be riddled with a bit of nervousness, "Hey, it's been a while," she said, her tone thankfully remaining a bit steadier than she had expected it to be, which brought her smile to be to the standards she had wanted it to be at the start.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:07, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know it has. It was a long year." *She shuffled moving to pick up all the coins at her feet.* "I like what you did with your hair."}}
{{Phoebe|time=10:10, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe ducked her head, the silver strands falling to cover her face so that the flattery that appeared on it was hidden away from Meadow's sight, "Thanks. I figured I should mix it up, plus I guess it makes it easier on people to not mix me up with Daisy anymore," she said, giving a small laugh. "Do you want help collecting those?" she asked, as she watched her, although she really did want to bend down and just start helping her without asking first.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:19, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It wasn't that hard to begin with." *She had herself a laugh as well, she had been one to mix up Daisy for Phoebe, and Phoebe for Daisy.* "Nope, I'm good. There aren't that many of 'em." *She deposited the money into a small coin purse, and shoved it in her pocket.* "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm glad to see you here."}}
{{Phoebe|time=10:10, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe ducked her head, the silver strands falling to cover her face so that the flattery that appeared on it was hidden away from Meadow's sight, "Thanks. I figured I should mix it up, plus I guess it makes it easier on people to not mix me up with Daisy anymore," she said, giving a small laugh. "Do you want help collecting those?" she asked, as she watched her, although she really did want to bend down and just start helping her without asking first.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:19, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It wasn't that hard to begin with." *She had herself a laugh as well, she had been one to mix up Daisy for Phoebe, and Phoebe for Daisy.* "Nope, I'm good. There aren't that many of 'em." *She deposited the money into a small coin purse, and shoved it in her pocket.* "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm glad to see you here."}}
{{Phoebe|time=10:25, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=As if they weren't standing in the middle of Knockturn Alley, where small chills were sent up her spine when eye contact was made for too long or some awkward texture brushed against her, she let out a more lighthearted laugh than previous, "I don't know how I would take that the wrong way necessarily?" she said, almost hoping to get Meadow's thoughts on it, but she added in quick enough, "Well, it's nice to see you here too."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:29, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's weird here, and no matter what age we are. Here is not somewhere I think I ever want to find myself again. As from that though, finding you here has been the one good thing to happen in an otherwise craptacular day."}}
{{Phoebe|time=10:33, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Yeah, I don't like it here either. I only stop through when I'm trying to find my brother," she said, before raising her eyebrows slightly and a slight frown tugging the corners of her lips downward, "Oh, well, I hope everything is okay..?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:40, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="This was an accident, I made a wrong turn somewhere, or maybe I walked too far. All I can say is I wouldn't even want to stop through here to look for my brother. This looks like the place people get left in to die." *She gave a bit of a nod in response to Phoebe's question.* "Things are looking up. I'm doing much better, now."}}
{{Phoebe|time=18:30, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Well, we don't see much of him and that concerns me, so when there's nothing better to do, you kind of just ignore the environment around you and go off to check on him," she said, and she didn't like doing that because she didn't want to push on him, but he was the only one who she got to talk to nowadays anyways. "Oh, that's good," she said, giving her a smile again.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:24, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow paused to think, then gave Phoebe a thoughtful nod.* "As much as I wouldn't like to mistakenly find myself in this place again. I would probably do the same thing you're doing if my family hadn't seen my brother as often as we do.* "She shrugged packing her violin back into the case.* "What does your brother do here? If he's anything like you he probably sticks out like a sore thumb."}}
{{Phoebe|time=01:03, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="No, my brothers fit in here, or at least in appearance," she said before letting out a small sigh and shrugging, "Actually, we're not all that sure what he does here, he probably just mopes about, because he's kind of a gloomy person, if you ask me?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I can't imagine a face as pretty as yours fitting in here. Even if it did belong to your brother, and it did happen to be gloomy." *She laughed glancing around the alley.* "Well, if it means anything, I hope for everyone's sake that he's okay."}}
{{Phoebe|time=03:04, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Her eyebrows raised slightly at the pretty face comment, before returning to their normal place as she decided to assume she misheard her, "Well, he's normally fine...he normally is, it's just important that I make an effort to show somebody cares, since he seems to think we don't sometimes."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That nice of you. I know people say it's the thought that counts, but I don't think enough people are willing to go out of their way to show how much they care. Sometimes words aren't enough to get the point across. I hope he appreciates it."}}
{{Phoebe|time=03:32, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe didn't quite know how to feel about that, "It must be the inner Hufflepuff," she said, both joking around and being serious with the comment, as she reached up and pushed some of her silver hair out of her face, "Anyways, as far as I'm aware I'm just the annoying pest of a little sister, so I doubt he appreciates it, but I also hope he does somewhere within him."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:24, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I think it's more than your Hufflepuff shining through. He is your brother, so he's family. From the first moment I met you at Dervish Banges you were nothing but kind to me, and I was a total stranger. Some people are just good people, as far as I'm concerned you're one of the good ones."}}
{{Phoebe|time=02:36, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Yet, that's the first time I've heard that, she thought to herself, but she smiled anyways as a pink shade slowly appeared on her cheeks, "Oh...Um, I try, I guess?" she showed a bit of awkwardness in that moment, but she tried to play it off, "Thanks."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow giggled to herself seeing the pick coloration hit Phoebe's cheeks.* "It seems to me that you don't have to try so hard. Oh, and you don't have to thank me. I'm not the friendly one between the two of us."}}
{{Phoebe|time=03:00, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=At the comment, she shrugged and really hoped her cheeks were going to die down in color soon, because she was sure they were just getting pinker with every passing second, "I don't know about that...I mean, you're pretty damn sweet yourself."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:02, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed it off certain Phoebe was just being nice, and returning the compliment.* "I guess. To people who don't know what sugar actually tastes like. I'm sweet like a lemon compared to you."}}
{{Phoebe|time=03:16, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="And I know what sugar tastes like," she said, a small smirk tugging at her lips, before fading and turning into a genuine smile, "Even if I didn't, I like lemons anyways." At that, she couldn't tell if she was trying to flirt or if she was just being weird, but hopefully it didn't go bad, right?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:12, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled as she tried not to laugh. She was not expecting Phoebe to play off of the sugar lemon analogy. It was a lot funnier coming out of someone else's mouth.* "I almost forgot. I'm over here talking to Queen of Kindness about the recipe for lemonade. I lost this pseudo disagreement before it even began. Didn't I?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=09:20, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Hm, queen might be a bit of a stretch," she said, shaking her head lightly, because she really didn't think she was the best person out there, even if she tried to be more often than she didn't, "Other than that, you're probably right," she laughed, before her lips settled into another smile.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:32, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head lightly, chortling to herself.* "I guess I can go along with that first bit. Maybe in a few years you can graduate to Queen. So. For now. Would Princess be a more fitting title? Or maybe you want to be a Duchess?" *She tilted her head questioningly.* "If I got to make the choice I'd go with Empress. She just sounds way more powerful."}}
{{Phoebe|time=17:30, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Oh gosh, I know right? I don't get why people would want to be called Queen, if you can still be called Empress. It's just sounds much more empowering, if you ask me," she said, but she was really just avoiding the question before shrugging, "I think Duchess sounds cooler and less generic, so I guesss I'll just go with that, if I have to."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:58, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Ooo. Good choice." *She nodded entusiastically.* "Duchess works. I think I might start calling you that. Not that I'm doubting your power or anything, but Empress is so... grating. When I think of you I think of silk, and lace. The word Empress makes me think of spikes and leather. I don't know if that makes any sense. It doesn't matter anyways, because you don't have to choose. Still, I think you did well."}}
{{Phoebe|time=03:51, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe gave a purposefully dramatic curtsy in acknowledgement to her doing well, letting out a small laugh while doing so, "I've never been compared to, or at least in a way, to silk or lace before," she said, her tone a bit loose and empty, as if the comment wasn't really much at all, before changing slowly to be a bit more...playful, maybe? "Anyways, you'll be the Empress then. It's not that you're not cute and sweet, because you totally are. It's just you also seem like the more dominant, influential type, maybe?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:09, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know why." *She shrugged.* "You remind me of nice things. Luxurious things. Obviously, the first words I can think of that speak to that are delicate, and beautiful." *Her face split in half, the smile betraying her sincerity.* "Influential?! Don't make me laugh. But. I do think you're on to something. Duchess and Empress? I love that. It sounds like name of a girl band. You can be the lead singer."}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:18, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe's cheeks had probably just managed to recover from the bright hue they had turned into minutes prior, but they were already working back up it, obviously a mixed of flattered and embarrassed, "Pft, if only I could sing, which I really can't," she said, releasing a small laugh as she pushed her hair back once again, "I think Duchess and Empress sounds nice though..? Yeah."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:29, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Isn't auto-tune still a thing a people do? You don't have to actually sing unless you want to." *She sort of tried to sell Phoebe on the idea that even without perfect pitch she could still pull off being lead singer.* "This hypothetical ticket to fame that randomly came together for us just now could be ...a cover band?" *She grimaced for a second because cover band was not what she was thinking, still she went with what flew out of her mouth.* "You don't sing anything, you talk-sing everything."}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:33, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="And auto-tune must be primarily Muggles. I bet there's a 'more effective' and maybe even tidier way of doing it with magic," she said, before giving a small shrug afternoon a while, "I mean...I guess anything is possible."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:45, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's right eyebrow quirked slightly at the mention of Muggles. Just the way Phoebe said it sent a shiver down her spine. She made a mental note to stick to honey-tongued compliments if she got a third chance at talking to Phoebe again.* "I bet there is. I hadn't ever thought about putting a magical spin on music before. It always seemed to me the two would never quite fit together. I wonder what sort of amazing new genres, or instruments would exist if only magic were thrown in." *She fell silent.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=19:35, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Yeah, the only thing I can think of is the toad chorus, or whatever it's even called," she said, her voice drifting off towards the end as she started to think about it more than she decided she wanted to ramble on about it, "I think we could figure it out though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:48, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stifled a laugh imagining a group of toads singing from atop toadstools.* "Toad Chorus?" *She murmured to herself forcing away her smile.* "I'm pretty sure you mean Frog Choir? That's a little different from what I was thinking of as I'm not sure there's any magic involved. I could be wrong, but I don't think so." *She shrugged failing miserably at trying to remember the stories she heard from before.* "My uncle always said; Due teste sono meglio di uno. Two heads are better than one. Let's combine forces. You and I can definitely make some beautiful music together."}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:57, July 17, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe felt a bit stupid and foolish for that, "Right, I don't know why I thought anything else, because that makes so much more sense," she said, playing it off with a laugh and a roll of her eyes, "Anyways, we should totally be a duo then. Ooh, I played the piano when I was younger. Maybe I could rediscover how to properly play it again."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:54, July 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Toad Chorus could be a real thing too. Who knows? It just might be. Maybe ... you heard it somewhere before?" *She scratched at her brow. Normally she would have laughed, a lot. Instead of highlighting her correctness she shut up about it.* "You always have some sort of trick up your sleeve don't you? I know a few pretty good piano and violin duets. We could probably even practice together."}}
{{Phoebe|time=01:27, July 18, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe smiled, trying to move on from her mistakes, even though she could feel the judgement (whether it was paranoia or not), "Yeah, maybe we could sometime...Hopefully, it won't be another year until we talk again to do so," she said, as she pushed back a curl.}}
=Tottenham Court Road=
Meadow and Phoebe (2029)
{{JayeMalik'|time=16:08, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= She's on her way to Lil Bundles, mulling over why her mums moved to the muggle side of London, when they could have made it easier for the fifth year and moved to the wizarding side.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:19, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was doing her thing, again, on busy street corner. Much like the time before she neglected to leave her violin case out, and open. She did not want money, nonetheless people continued to toss small handfuls of coins at the young street musician's feet.*}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=01:04, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= Harley was distracted on her way to the Leaky Cauldron by the rich sound of a violin playing. Curiosity killed the cat, definitely, because the next thing she knew, she was standing in front of a brunette playing a violin in a street corner. Her stopping caused some people walking by her to get annoyed and grunt some specific words, but she truthfully didn't care.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hardly noticed the girl who came to a stop. Most people did that, but after that unmistakable clanking sound, and a coin occasionally bouncing off of one of her shoes they usually went on about their business. She brought her rendition of The Devil Went Down to Georgia to close, and greeted remainder of her audience.* "Hi, I'm Meadow."}}{{JayeMalik'|time=01:57, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= Harley smiled faintly when the song came to an end, but not once did she drop any coins. She was good, sure, but Harley wasn't the type to just hand away her money. Waiting until there were barely any people left, the Slytherin-to-be finally said something, "I'm Harley," she introduced herself, the faint smile returning, "That song sounded familiar... what was its name?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Hello Harley." *She grinned crouching down to pick up the coins at her feet.* "That song is called The Devil Went Down to Georgia. It's sort of a popular song in the U.S. ... well, it's popular to people who like fiddle music."}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=02:55, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= "Oh, right," she nodded. No wonder it sounded familiar. Knowing her mums, one of them had probably had it on repeat for about a week, and she'd heard it at some point. "Well I'm sure you did it justice with your violin."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:59, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, she hardly ever got compliments on her playing anymore.* "I guess when you're a little kid it's cute, and everyone knows how good you are. The older you get the less obvious your talent is. Thanks though. Do you play any instruments?"}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=03:01, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= Harley laughed, both because she found the idea of her playing instruments absurd, and because she could relate to her in the talent department, because it was the same in the world of soccer. "It's the same in soccer," she remarked, smiling a little, "Me? Play instruments? No, not unless people have a death wish."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:08, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You must be one of those people who can blow a horn and make it sound like a cat yowling." *She laughed at the thought.* "It's cool that you play soccer. Have you been playing for a long time?"}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=03:13, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= "Unfortunately, yeah, I'm one of them," Harley winced a little as she, too, thought about it, but huffed out a laugh as well. "I've been playing since I can walk, so you can say," she answered shorty after, nodding. "So yeah, a very long time."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:08, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I used to be able to make that noise. I've had a lot of training since then. Now I actually have to try hard to play badly." *She joked despite the large serving of truth in it.* "Holy cow! I've been taking dance classes for the same amount of time. I thought that sort of thing was rare. I guess it is since you don't hear it a lot. But, um, who got you interested in sports?"}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=13:24, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= "I'm sure it must be hard for you," Harley chuckled, "Nowadays, kids are more interested in technology than anything else, which is why we don't hear it as often anymore," For a moment, she's glad that she's magic, because with it around, there's no possibility of using technology, which in turn lets her focus on soccer, to make a career out of it. "I've always liked soccer, but I guess it sort of... grew when my I met my father. He used to play for the USA National Team, and he helped me with that." Why she was spilling her life to someome she didn't know was unknown to even her.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:53, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded and shrugged laughing.* "It is. You have no idea how painful it can be to force yourself to be terrible at something you're actually decent at." *Her smile died down as she pondered.* "I hadn't thought about it like that. I'm not allowed to have any of that fancy tech stuff. I guess that's the reversal. Instead of playing around with devices of the future we get to be a part of... something real. Like how your dad taught you soccer, my mom taught me the violin. That's probably the coolest thing someone can do with their life. Pass on what they know to someone who'll appreciate it."}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=14:52, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= Harley nods in agreement, smiling. "I'm actually not able to have any electronics around, either. But rather than feeling disappointed, I take advantage of my time and work on my soccer skills," she grins, "Is it safe to assume you do the same, but with your violin?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:44, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeah, I guess... I guess it is." *She chuckled smiling back.* "It felt like learning to play was a punishment, at first, because I didn't actually want to be playing the violin, I wanted to be doing anything else. Lately though, I've noticed it's just like you said. Especially when I'm feeling particularly unhappy." *She lingered in the memories of when she would pour her heart and soul into a song.* "Do think you might want to play professionally someday? Like your father did?"}}
{{JayeMalik'|time=23:24, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Harley= "Oh, definitely," Harley affirmed, nodding with a grin. Going pro has always been a dream of hers, and she really can't wait until that dream becomes a reality. "Is playing the violin what you want to do in the long run? Or is there something else, if you don't mind me asking?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:41, July 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow uselessly fought a grin. No one at home ever asked her what she wanted to do now or in the future, and she didn't have a whole lot of friends left to ask her either.* "I don't mind. If I'm being honest, no one's ever asked me that before. I want to play with the LSO. The London Symphony Orchestra. "}}
=The Trolley=
Meadow and Cecilia (2029)
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:11, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd walk up to the Trolley, sorta trying to get used to the fact that she's six feet tall now and well... let's just say it's not very comfortable.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:16, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stood behind this giant person who literally towered over her wondering why she was standing here, and not in the teacher's carriage where she probably belonged.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:20, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd quickly look back to see if there was anyone behind her, and somewhat casually look down to see Meadow. "Oh, eh, hi?" she'd say, semi-awkwardly. It's one thing to be six feet tall, it's another to have to look down to face people.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tilted her head shifting her gaze upwards. Her scowl softened slightly, yet remained intact when she realized the jolly giant was not a teacher, but one of her classmates.* "Wowzers?! Reichert is that you up there? What are they feeding you, and where can I get some?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:27, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd offer a smile. "Yeah, it's still me. And they don't feed me nothing special, just so you know." She'd be joking a little with that sentence.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I doubt that. I'm sure you just want to keep your mega growth secret all to yourself. That's fine with me." *She sassily put her hands on her hips.* "Standing behind you though, I honestly thought you were a teacher."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:34, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign a little offense. "Wow, you got something against tall people now?" she'd joke. With seriousness now, "You really thought I was a teacher? Hmm, I must have grown taller than I thought."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Giants, maybe." *She burst out laughing.* "I'm barely 5'7, okay? I know that's supposed to be a little bit above average, but when people like you come along. You make me look small. Ridiculously small."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:40, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Wow, I'm sorry for making you feel like you're so small."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:43, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't feel small." *She corrected.* "You make me look small."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:46, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well, you get the idea. I honestly didn't think I was this tall. I mean, my cousin's like 5'9 and I don't make her look small."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="She's your cousin. You've got the same blood running through your veins. She's probably on the taller side of 5'9 anyways."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:50, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="My sister though, she'd probably be a different story. On a small note though, do you know my cousin?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="The tall drink of water that you don't make look like a dwarf? Can't say that I do."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:46, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Eh, you'll meet her at some point. Also, remind me of your name again?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:16, July 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Meadow. From Slytherin." *Her tone of voice rang out saying duh.* "Jeeze, Reichert we're in the same year."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:01, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Hey, I don't absolutely know everyone in our year. And from those that I do know, it takes me a while to actually remember."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:29, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess you're not so good at faces either." *She paused to smirk.* "It's not like we're best friends or anything, but we have been classmates since first year."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:33, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You have a point." Pause. "Anyway, how was your summer?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:38, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "It was alright. I guess. What about yours? Anything happen worth mentioning?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:42, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I mostly played Quidditch with my family, and I went to visit Germany to see my aunt. But that visit didn't quite go as intended..." She'd trail off.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:44, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hesitated to ask because it seemed personal, but that was what made her even more curious.* "What happened?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:47, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You see, last year, I found out from my uncle that my aunt had gone off to marry some guy who asked her to disown my cousin. My uncle says that it's probably because the new guy didn't want someone else's kid to look after. When we went to visit, my cousin came along, and well... she and her parents had a fight."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:50, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grimaced almost feeling lucky that hadn't been the same situation for her with her.* "Not the same cousin you were just talking about? The tall one?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:54, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="It's the same one."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:57, July 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That sucks." *She grimaced.* "Did it help? Sometimes getting everything out in the open is exactly what people need. ... And sometimes it's not."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:01, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="The way I saw it... didn't look like it helped. If I remember right, my cousin left a mark on the guy."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:03, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="A permanent mark? Because, you know, if it's something that heals up maybe the bad blood there will too."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:14, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Yep. After a while, it might become a scar."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:21, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="At least there's that." *She shrugged.* "What about your cousin? What happening with her now?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:25, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="She honestly doesn't want anyone to mention her family at this point. She's fine and all, but she's become super sensitive about family talk now."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:32, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That makes total sense. If I was in her position I wouldn't want anyone bringing it up around me either."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:35, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Neither would I."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:39, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is she staying at your place?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:42, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Yep. She has nowhere else to really go."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:47, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's what I was thinking." *She nodded.* "Are the two of you... were you close before all of that stuff happened?"}}{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:30, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Yeah, and we still are. Except now, I feel like she's less of a cousin and more of a sister to me now."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:32, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You already have sister don't you? I met her once. Mathia, I think?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:34, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd nod. "Mmhmm. Mathia's my twin sister."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:38, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Heavens to Murgatroyd. You mean to tell me there are two of you?" *She chuckled.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:43, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd laugh. "No, Mathia and I look different. I look more like my mom and Mathia looks more like my dad."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:46, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Does that mean she's shorter? ... Or does that somehow mean she's actually taller?" *She shook her head trying not to believe that.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:48, July 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="She's shorter than me, so you don't need to worry too much."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:08, July 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Good thing that, at least I won't be forced to sit in front of both of you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:08, July 23, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="A chocolate frog. What about you?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:10, July 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Chocolate frogs. I love them." *She nodded.* "I was actually singing a whole song about it on way over here."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:15, July 23, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd grin. "Who doesn't love chocolate frogs? Besides people who can't actually eat sweets."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:16, July 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="People who can't eat sweets, and don't like frogs?" *Shrugged slightly amused with herself.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:07, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I get the can't eat sweets part, but the not liking frogs? I mean, there probably is people who are afraid of frogs and all, but seriously. It's hard to resist a chocolate frog."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:52, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Have you tried the white chocolate yet? Maybe it's just me, and my dislike for all things white chocolate. I'd say that nasty version isn't hard to resist, not even a little bit."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=05:07, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Ew, white chocolate. Who likes white chocolate? It's weird and all. I fall head over heels for dark chocolate."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:21, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Dark chocolate. Really?" *She scrunched her nose.* "I'll eat it, and I love to drink it. But for me it's all about that milk chocolate. I think I'm drooling." *She pretended to wipe her mouth.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:17, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Milk chocolate isn't that bad, but sometimes it feels like there's more milk than cocoa in that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:36, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe that's why I like it more." *She shrugged.* "You've got to savor it to get the full flavor, you can't just scarf it down. You can though, because I do." *She laughed.*}}
=Hufflepuff House Carriage=
Meadow and Phoebe (2029)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:37, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow trolled the carriage looking for Phoebe. She wouldn't normally do this, she'd be too scared to get caught, if she didn't have that shiny Prefect badge to flaunt around she might have stayed in quite compartment all by her lonesome.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=04:47, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=While she sat in a compartment to herself, laying down on the seat with her relatively short legs propped against the window siding (which hiked her skirt up a bit further than necessary, causing her to keep pushing it back up in slight annoyance over and over again). If it wasn't for the fact that it was quite peaceful in there as she watched the scenery fly by, she would probably say this was the lamest train trip she had taken (at least to Hogwarts).}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:54, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow saw legs first, and skipped over this particular compartment. It was the strands of silver hair that made her retrace her steps and examine this person more closely. She knocked thrice on the door before opening it entirely certain she found who she was looking for.* "Hello?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=04:59, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=As somebody knocked on the compartment door, she had fully expected her slightly obnoxious twin sister, but she noticed as she tilted her head back to look at who it was that the voice definitely wasn't that of her sister. When she spotted the gorgeous Meadow herself, she blushed lightly and moved to sit upright, "Oh," she let out as she let a smile appear on her lips with a certain bright flare like usual, "Hi."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:07, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It sounds stupid but once I started looking I wasn't sure I was going to be able to find you." *She chuckled moving a little closer to Phoebe.* "This compartment isn't huge or anything but when I didn't see your face, or your hair right away I started to get worried you might not even be here."}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:16, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Although the fact that somebody had been looking for her made her both uncomfortable and pleased, with a more naturally radiant smile of curiosity surfaced, "I'm sure I would've been found one time or another," she said, giving a light pat to the seat next to her, "Um, if you don't mind me asking, what brought you searching for me of all people?" she bit at her lower lip soon after the words left her lips.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:25, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe it's just when you say certain things..." *She slid into the seat beside Phoebe.* "But a lot of what you say sticks with me. And the more the I thought about it the more I didn't want to leave to chance being able to talk to you again. Somehow an entire year went by without us saying a word to other. I don't even understand how that happens. This being Fifth year, it'll probably get worse. So, this is my attempt at fixing making it better." *She shrugged.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:34, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Oh," she didn't know why she kept saying that all of a sudden, since she didn't normally, but she must have just been left super speechless then, "I wouldn't want to go another year without talking to you again, so I think we can figure out how to work around that...If you need help studying, we could always do that together and we don't necessarily have to stay sittin on opposite sides of the classroom either," she laughed lightly.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:41, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's true." *She nodded with delight at the prospect of an entire class where she was as close to Phoebe as she is right now* "And now that I've got all this freedom to sort of be all over the castle we... or I mean, I'm not necessarily chained to the dungeons anymore. We could actually go out... get out of the castle. If that was something you ever wanted to do."}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:46, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=At that, she gave a small look out the window again to collect before changing her gaze back into the other girl's eyes, "I would love that...It's not all that fun being cooped up in that old place," she said, a soft smile adorning her lips.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:51, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know we said somethings about starting a band together, Duchess." *She laughed to herself smiling so hard it made her cheeks hurt.* "I didn't really expect that to pan out, still, even if we don't even up being a famous girl group. I like talking to you, and hanging out with you shouldn't be something that only happens coincidentally."}}
{{Phoebe|time=14:45, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="If we bother, we could probably do it, but it wasn't something that was expected in my book...Then again, neither was this and this is turning out wonderful so far," she said, her voice a bit happier than it normally would be, not that the other girl would notice a difference. "And, agreed. Quite honestly, it would be a shame if we didn't really talk this term, like what happened this year."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:36, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned a little, she had a tiny little inkling that clodhopping her way in here was going to backfire. Heavens to Murgatroyd was she glad she ignored it.* "Good to know. Because I was sure it started out ungainly." *She laughed a touch self-conscious.* "Let's make that a plan for this year, studying together. The timing is right, and should we sit closer than polar opposite sides of the classroom this time around it might actually pay off for us in more than just an awesome amount of Duchess and Empress bonding time."}}
{{Phoebe|time=01:41, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Maybe...Hopefully," she said, before pushing curls back behind her ears before relaxing somewhat at this point, "I definitely think we should make a point of hanging out though for sure."
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OOC: Uh, we should probably wrap this up since carriages close? Or else, I'd probably write a better post. :P}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:22, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe, if you want, you can meet me at the Clock Tower Courtyard after the feast?" *She tried not to stare at Phoebe for too long, and continued speaking instead of waiting for a response.* "I could play you those piano and violin duets I told you about. Most of it's old, and classical, but there are a few great songs that are sort of recent too."
OOC: There was nothing wrong with that post. I figured this was over already.}}
===Meadow and Phoebe===
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:37, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow trolled the carriage looking for Phoebe. She wouldn't normally do this, she'd be too scared to get caught, if she didn't have that shiny Prefect badge to flaunt around she might have stayed in quite compartment all by her lonesome.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=04:47, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=While she sat in a compartment to herself, laying down on the seat with her relatively short legs propped against the window siding (which hiked her skirt up a bit further than necessary, causing her to keep pushing it back up in slight annoyance over and over again). If it wasn't for the fact that it was quite peaceful in there as she watched the scenery fly by, she would probably say this was the lamest train trip she had taken (at least to Hogwarts).}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:54, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow saw legs first, and skipped over this particular compartment. It was the strands of silver hair that made her retrace her steps and examine this person more closely. She knocked thrice on the door before opening it entirely certain she found who she was looking for.* "Hello?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=04:59, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=As somebody knocked on the compartment door, she had fully expected her slightly obnoxious twin sister, but she noticed as she tilted her head back to look at who it was that the voice definitely wasn't that of her sister. When she spotted the gorgeous Meadow herself, she blushed lightly and moved to sit upright, "Oh," she let out as she let a smile appear on her lips with a certain bright flare like usual, "Hi."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:07, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It sounds stupid but once I started looking I wasn't sure I was going to be able to find you." *She chuckled moving a little closer to Phoebe.* "This compartment isn't huge or anything but when I didn't see your face, or your hair right away I started to get worried you might not even be here."}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:16, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Although the fact that somebody had been looking for her made her both uncomfortable and pleased, with a more naturally radiant smile of curiosity surfaced, "I'm sure I would've been found one time or another," she said, giving a light pat to the seat next to her, "Um, if you don't mind me asking, what brought you searching for me of all people?" she bit at her lower lip soon after the words left her lips.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:25, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe it's just when you say certain things..." *She slid into the seat beside Phoebe.* "But a lot of what you say sticks with me. And the more the I thought about it the more I didn't want to leave to chance being able to talk to you again. Somehow an entire year went by without us saying a word to other. I don't even understand how that happens. This being Fifth year, it'll probably get worse. So, this is my attempt at fixing making it better." *She shrugged.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:34, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Oh," she didn't know why she kept saying that all of a sudden, since she didn't normally, but she must have just been left super speechless then, "I wouldn't want to go another year without talking to you again, so I think we can figure out how to work around that...If you need help studying, we could always do that together and we don't necessarily have to stay sittin on opposite sides of the classroom either," she laughed lightly.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:41, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's true." *She nodded with delight at the prospect of an entire class where she was as close to Phoebe as she is right now* "And now that I've got all this freedom to sort of be all over the castle we... or I mean, I'm not necessarily chained to the dungeons anymore. We could actually go out... get out of the castle. If that was something you ever wanted to do."}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:46, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=At that, she gave a small look out the window again to collect before changing her gaze back into the other girl's eyes, "I would love that...It's not all that fun being cooped up in that old place," she said, a soft smile adorning her lips.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:51, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know we said some things about starting a band together, Duchess." *She laughed to herself smiling so hard it made her cheeks hurt.* "I didn't really expect that to pan out, still, even if we don't even up being a famous girl group. I like talking to you, and hanging out with you shouldn't be something that only happens coincidentally. "}}
{{Phoebe|time=14:45, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="If we bother, we could probably do it, but it wasn't something that was expected in my book...Then again, neither was this and this is turning out wonderful so far," she said, her voice a bit happier than it normally would be, not that the other girl would notice a difference. "And, agreed. Quite honestly, it would be a shame if we didn't really talk this term, like what happened this year."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:36, July 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned a little, she had a tiny little inkling that clodhopping her way in here was going to backfire. Heavens to Murgatroyd was she glad she ignored it.* "Good to know. Because I was sure it started out ungainly." *She laughed a touch self-conscious.* "Let's make that a plan for this year, studying together. The timing is right, and should we sit closer than polar opposite sides of the classroom this time around it might actually pay off for us in more than just an awesome amount of Duchess and Empress bonding time."}}
{{Phoebe|time=01:41, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Maybe...Hopefully," she said, before pushing curls back behind her ears before relaxing somewhat at this point, "I definitely think we should make a point of hanging out though for sure."
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OOC: Uh, we should probably wrap this up since carriages close? Or else, I'd probably write a better post. :P}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:22, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe, if you want, you can meet me at the Clock Tower Courtyard after the feast?" *She tried not to stare at Phoebe for too long, and continued speaking instead of waiting for a response.* "I could play you those piano and violin duets I told you about. Most of it's old, and classical, but there are a few great songs that are sort of recent too."
OOC: There was nothing wrong with that post. I figured this was over already.}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:27, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe nodded, "If you would like to, then I'm totally down if I can manage to escape the crowds and head that way," she smiled, "I'll really try to meet you there though?"
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OOC: Hm, do you just want to cut to the Courtyard then?}}
=Clock Tower Courtyard=
Meadow and Phoebe (2029)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:36, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was fleet of foot getting from one place to another, she had her most of her movements timed, allowing her to get as much done in one day as humanly possible. She felt a bit foolish here in the courtyard sitting atop her violin case. There were probably a million other things she should be doing right now. She was certain she had her priorities in order, the bigger problem was there was no place she would rather be.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=08:45, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=After quite desperately slipping between people like she would in Knockturn, she finally made it into the courtyard quite a while after the other girl did, but she didn't know that. While she searched the area for the brunette, she collected herself (delicately fixing her hair to be a bit more in place since she wanted to look good) before having to approach with a smile. "I made it finally, surprisingly enough," she said, partially joking but also being a bit saddened by the truth to her statement due to the fact it made her feel like a disappointment.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:53, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked upwards meeting Phoebe's eye with a smile. She was fighting the urge to bounce up like she was tightly coiled spring that had just been relieved of all its tension. She tried to play it cool.* "Whatever to your finally. I'm just glad you made it." *She scoffed playing off the difference in the time between their arrivals.* "It was definitely not the brightest idea to meander when there are crowds, I should have known better." *She forgot completely why she invited Phoebe here other than to steal more time with her. When she stood up she felt the wobble of her violin case underneath her, and her touch with reality came screeching back.* "So? I told you I found some new songs, and some old ones. Which would you want to hear first?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=19:33, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe's eyes widened slightly, having forgot that that was the real reason that they were meeting up or at least that they had talked about it, "Right. I'm totally okay with either, so I'll let you have the ultimate decision...However, we could probably start with the old and go into the new, because that seems to flow nicely, perhaps?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's funny you said it like that. That's exactly how my mother taught me about to play." *She nodded laughing through her nose as she stooped to open the case, and pick up her violin. She set the instrument beneath her shoulder and chin locking it in place before softly starting into Edward Elgar's Salut d’Amour, Op. 12 still making conversation.* "Instead of letting me listen to current music, all the stuff my friends were listening on the radio back in Philadelphia, she played all kinds of classical music on her violin."}}
{{Phoebe|time=02:15, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=At that, she nodded softly while listening intently to both the music and the words the other girl was speaking, "Personally, playing modern music was how my piano skills kicked off but that was what appealed to me back then, so it was probably just something to draw me in enough to make me want to play...if that makes sense?" she shrugged, "Oh, you used to live in America?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:36, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="With my dad." *She nodded lighting up as old memories were brought back to life. Swaying to her favorite part of the song she smiled catching Phoebe's gaze.* "I moved here with my mom when I was about seven or eight. I barely knew her, and she already had some husband to introduce me to, and my kid brother. I think the violin thing was a way to draw me in. Her sneaky way of connecting with me, and ... I guess it worked." *She chuckled.* "What type of music do you like to play now?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=02:46, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="Hmm, I'm not sure..." she said, before she slipped into thought as she listened to the music gently. After a while, she sighed and decided to answer what she thought was the best way she could, "I technically haven't played any music for a couple of years, but I listen to the instrumental versions of indie songs a lot nowadays, I guess?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:57, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned, the technicality striking a chord with her.* "Oh. Why did you stop playing?" *She suddenly stopped playing abandoning the usual dramatic flourish with which she would end a song. It might have been because she said the word stop which caused her to brain tell the rest of her body to do the same. Either way, she stood staring at Phoebe curiously.* "I know it can get a bit, repetitive, and boring. There was a time you couldn't bribe me with anything to pick this up."}}
{{Phoebe|time=03:17, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe's eyebrows raised when Meadow suddenly stopped, not being sure if that was it or not (but she strongly doubted it was), "I'm not sure...When my family started to fall apart and everything was being destroyed in a metaphorical fire around me, my passion sort of fell through. Even after things settled, my piano was at my Mum's and there was no way any of us were going to go back there to get it for me, so it just became more evident that that portion of my life just had to pass. It just happened one day, where I didn't want to look at my Mum and I didn't want to let her help me practice anymore, and I didn't touch a piano again."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:37, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow lowered the violin, the bow string in her opposite hand falling by her side. She hadn't been prepared for that level of honesty.* "Oh. I'm... I'm sorry. I wish you would've told me sooner. If I knew that beforehand I wouldn't have kept pushing this girl group thing so frigging hard. I wouldn't've tried to talk you into playing duets with me. I wouldn't have tried to convince you to sing." *She felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment.* "How could you offer to play again? After something like that?"}}
{{Phoebe|time=04:04, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="No, it's...it's fine," she said, trying to smile as best she could to reassure the brunette that she hadn't been really hurt by it, "After all, it's been a few years and there's a part of me who regrets not playing still, so it was nice to have a reason to play that wasn't my Mum's own pleasure. Truthfully, it's not that big of a deal anymore."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:40, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pressed her lips together, a brow raised skeptically.* "Okay. If you're sure feel that way." *She didn't want to keep mentioning her mother, even though the woman had become central to everything about her, now with what she knew of Phoebe's own maternal unit it was a subject she now viewed as off limits. She thought about bringing up her dad, and her cousins, there was too great a possibility she'd end up in tears. That was risky. She hesitantly started into Beethovan's Romance No. 2, she struggled to find words.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=04:47, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=As she decided to just keep quiet and listen, in fear of making the other girl uncomfortable by crossing the person line again. Besides, the music was a lot nicer when she wasn't talking over it anyways.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:22, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow fought with her conscience unable to let go of the anxiety she inflected upon herself, and the doubt she caused herself to experience. She took on different expressions once she closed her eyes, the emotion from the person conversation escaping on the strings.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=05:44, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=If she watched her for too long, she started to notice that her heart was racing with nerves, yet she felt so calm all the same. When she felt weird for watching her while the girl's eyes were closed, she turned away and sighed, but continued to listen.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:48, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bested the doubt that Phoebe would brush her off after this because it was probably going to end up being a disaster. Every meeting wasn't going to be a bucket of laughs, they had to have those uncomfortable silences, and truly awkward moments as well. All that was left for her to grapple with now was the anxiety over whether or not she would blather her way into some other topic she would only end up feeling overly apologetic for bringing up.*}}
{{Phoebe|time=18:09, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=While she sat there silently, she had to fight herself not to bring it back up and explain further, because she felt like she had blown everything up and she couldn't fix it despite knowing that she really had to.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:30, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow finished the song with a long, sustained note, holding it for an impossible amount of time. She usually hated when people did that, right now, the gesture seemed appropriate.* "I don't know what to say. I want to apologize again but you said it wasn't a big deal, and I believe you."}}
{{Phoebe|time=02:15, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe="It really isn't. It's something that I've never really talked about before...It doesn't bother me anymore though," she said, pushing her curls back over her shoulders before she smiled reassuringly up at her, "Anyways, you're really good...it's nice to listen to."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:10, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks, I'm glad you think so." *She smiled meekly at the compliment, trying not to let her ego launch into another rant about herself, and her mother again.* "Did you want to talk about it? Seeing as it's in your past I can't imagine you would, you might though, so I figured I'd ask."}}
{{Phoebe|time=17:53, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe shrugged, "I don't want to just rant on and on about what happened...I'd probably or most definitely look like a jerk and I don't want that," she said, biting at the inside of her cheek for just a couple seconds before continuing, "If you want to ask something though, then I'll answer, but I don't want to otherwise start going off about it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, July 29, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled, laughing softly.* "That's me over here doing exactly what you don't want. I feel the same way you do, Phoebe. Except you wouldn't look like a jerk to me. You couldn't if you tried." *She shook her head, and her brows furrowed.* "You don't have to think of it as going off, even if you end up doing that, think of it as me getting to know more about you. If telling me what made you feel the way you do about your mom is too personal, because we are talking about family, you don't have to tell me anything at all."}}
{{Phoebe|time=02:54, July 30, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Phoebe sighed. Obviously, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do in this situation, but she decided to go for it anyways. Besides, she hadn't really ever talked with somebody about it before other than family, so maybe that could be nice. "If...you want to get to know me, then I might as well, right?" she asked, before going over the details that she would tell her and the details that she definitely wouldn't without thinking that the brunette might say no.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm serious, Phoebe. If you've got to think about it, don't do it. It's sort of hypocritical of me to say this, but so what. I wouldn't be open with you if you asked me, not that I wouldn't want to. I wouldn't know where to begin, and I definitely wouldn't want to paint the wrong sort of picture of my family for you. If you want a friendship that does more than just scratch the surface. Sharing with me isn't going to hurt." *She nodded giving Phoebe a small smile.*}}
=Room of Requirement=
Meadow and 5th Year DAtDA (2029)
{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=22:25, July 25, 2016 (UTC)|text= The students encounter a tall, heavy set of wooden, iron-reinforced doors. Once inside, the only visible wall is the front wall. The rest of the room is filled with a thick forest, complete with small dips and rises and what could be the remnants of trenches. The lighting is negligible, maybe the equivalent of a clear, starry night under a new moon. Right before the trees begin, a single post for each student stands. Each post holds three sashes, each with the student's name on it, made of thin cloth. A plaque reads:
Somewhere in this room is flag with the Hogwarts crest. Your goal is to find the flag and make it back to the door by the end of class. You must wear your designated sashes across your chest and waist the entire time.
Whoever has the flag at the end of class gets a free pass for one essay.
Each complete sash set or three is worth three days of 10/10 class participation.
Incomplete sash sets are worth ten house points per sash.
Déonté will be observing, so absolutely no lasting damage or intent to cause such.
You may begin when the posts disappear.
Once all the students are ready, the posts disappear.|time=22:25, July 25, 2016 (UTC)}} {{Nora|Nora= The upper parts of the trees are an illusion, so she is able to walk unseen on the glass ceiling.|time=22:25, July 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Erin Warner|Erin= She slid the sashes over her chest and waited. Erin removed her overrobe and took off, being careful to keep her footsteps quiet.}}{{Apollo Olympian|Apollo= After sliding the sashes on, he took to the trees, trying to keep himself quiet and crouching from branch to branch.}}
{{Micah Baek|Micah put on his sashes. Opting to keep quiet, he set out looking for the flag with the Hogwarts crest.|07:35, July 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=07:42, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Emma=She'd tie one sash on her waist, one across her chest and one on her left arm (she prays that it's reasonable to do that). Once done, she'd move into the forest, hugging the right side trees and attempting to be reasonably careful.}}
{{Phoebe|time=07:54, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Phoebe=Although confused, she figured this could be interesting enough and tied the sashes around her chest and waist. Hopefully, they would remain on her person until the end of this whole thing, as she waited for the posts to disappear before slipping into the forest quietly and keeping an eye out for the flag she needed.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:46, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wore all three sashes in the same place, draped over one shoulder crossing from right to left. Gripping her wand tightly took off into the forest trying to find that flag. She contemplated casting a utility charm, she figured Déonté was too smart to go to all this trouble for it to be that easy.*}}
{{Thalassa|time=18:57, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=Everyone seems to be taking a physical approach; so her first attempt as she moves from her posts is to use Muffliato to silence her footsteps and further incantations from the rest of the group. Part two was the Disillusionment Charm, not sure how well this would pull off as of yet, but it was not mandatory. Moving through undergrowth, part three; attempting to use the Gripping Charm on her shoes in order to climb into the trees and hopefully get a better vantage point.}}{{Nyx|time=19:32, July 26, 2016 (UTC)~~|text= Nyx immediately took to following her elder sister. She copied the muffliato. Instead of the gripping charm though, she just started climbing. "Sis, warning. There is another kid in the trees. Apollo or whatever." She whispered to Thally.}}
{{Thalassa|time=19:48, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa="Right, got it," she mumbled to her sister, as they were in the same 'Muffliato bubble' attempting to spot the other boy in the trees. Was incapacitation via Stupefy legal? If it wasn't, the worst she could do was get in trouble for using it. She wasn't as confident at climbing so needed the Gripping Charm.}}
{{PeterSummers|20:56, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Peter standing on his post put two of his sashes in two different pockets of his pants and the last one tied around his waist while also putting his wand in his back pocket. Before he rushed off, he took off his shoes, leaving them on the ground next to his post and then rushes up through the trees like he would have done back in his home country, South Africa, and putting a Disillusionment Charm on himself by just pointing at himself, not needing to use his wand}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=21:24, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text=Roots shoot up around Peter's feet, tripping and holding him. Deonte amplifies her voice so all the students can hear her in case they get ideas and says, "Sashes must be worn."
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OOC: Stupefy is fine. Just don't aim to slice each other up or anything. And preferably don't knock each other out of trees.|time=21:24, July 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Nyx|time=21:32, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text= Nyx rolled her eyes. She fixed herself so that she had sashes hanging around her neck. "Any signs of trouble, give me a heads up." She said quietly, not wanting to give away their position.}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=21:35, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text= So far all spells are working.}}{{Apollo Olympian|Apollo= He slowly bent, careful not to make too fast of movements, catching a glimpse of one girl. Apollo's smirk slowly grew, and he moved off quickly, confident in his climbing skills. If she get too close, I'll give her a little warning. He thought, eyes focused on scanning his surroundings for the flag.}}{{Thalassa|time=22:40, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa="You've been spotted," she tells Nyx quietly, trying to refresh her gripping charm as she moved to the next tree, attempting to keep up with the escaping boy long enough to catch him or some drift to where he was headed. Okay, she's ready to stock up on the charms should she need to. Accio was surely blocked, so for now she opted for a simple 'Point Me'-}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=22:50, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text=The spell takes, pointing north.
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OOC: This spell only turns the wand into a compass. It doesn't point at anything in particular.|time=22:50, July 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Thalassa|time=23:03, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=Considering it seems to be pointing at little, she assumes it must be wrong and nearly catches herself sighing, but she stops it dead. Okay - she works on affirming the charms she needs to stay hidden, since those may need re-casting. The next thing the young Slytherin goes for is a Supersensory Charm on herself, attempting to heighten her awareness and reaction time.}}{{Nyx|time=23:05, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text= Nyx looks up as Apollo escapes her sight. She quickly moved so she could see him again. "Got it." She whispered to Thally. Fixing her sash a little more, she quietly starts stalking on the branch just above Apollo- And then jumping off, planning on tackling him, and pulling out her wand, sending a confundus at him.}}{{Apollo Olympian|Apollo= Hearing the leaves rustling, he dropped to the ground with his wand drawn, casting Protego in protection, being careful not to make too much noise.}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=23:18, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text=Thalassa's spells are successful. Nyx tackles Apollo and both their spells work but neither to their full extent. Apollo would wonder for a few moments what was going on.
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Don't forget about sash bonuses!|time=23:18, July 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{PeterSummers|23:20, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Oh come on Peter thought to himself as he put the sashes from his pockets in the same place as the other one and while he used Mobiliarbus to untangled himself from the roots. Once he untagled himself from the roots, Peter went start back up into the trees up as high as he could using Mobiliarbus again to allow him to quickly move over the tops of trees}}{{Apollo Olympian|Apollo= He shook his head slightly, climbing to his feet and taking off, hating his blonde hair at this point. Once farther from the girls, he took to the trees again, careful to watch all of his surroundings.}}{{Thalassa|time=23:25, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=The girl would attempt to use his confusion to help her sister out by throwing an Obscuro his way.}}
{{Nyx|time=23:28, July 26, 2016 (UTC)|text= "Yes!" She excalimed quietly. She looked around to see if she could see anyone else, and without seeing anyone, she jumped up and started climbing up again. She re-did her Muffliato, and her disillusionment charm. "What now?" She asked Thally. She was the strategist.}}
{{PeterSummers|03:39, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Hearing what he thought was people fighting, Peter re-did his Disillusionment Charm then used Declino alica on himself and started heading towards the far end of the room where he thought the flag was}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=03:58, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Emma=While them lot were fighting, she'd sprint ahead, somewhat trying to get a lead over everyone else.}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=05:12, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|text=Thalassa's obscuro hits Apollo, blindfolding him. He better grab a branch before he falls out of the trees! All the other spells work, but Peter's declino alica isn't full strength. Déonté sets off some loud, flashy, firecracker-like series of explosions in strategic areas behind and to the right of the students, trying to herd them in the same direction.|time=05:12, July 27, 2016 (UTC)}}{{Apollo Olympian|Apollo= He grabbed the branch, a dark growl emerging from him, before he raised a hand to yank the blindfold off. If that's the way they want to play, then I'll indulge. Apollo dashed off, keeping an eye out for the two girls that had tagged him. He was headed away from the fighting.}}{{Erin Warner|Erin= Hearing the fighting, Erin paused and took off towards the back of the room., using the darkness to her advantage.}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=05:38, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|text=Déonté is simulating fighting sounds on the front and right (if you're facing into the room from the door on the front wall) areas. When you post, please say whether or not your character is going left, away from the fighting, or right/back toward the front of the room.}}
{{PeterSummers|07:13, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Before the noises started happening, Peter went past Apollo. Being he first person his seen since the start of this, Peter decided he should try and make an alliance with him. Uses Mobiliarbus, Peter moved the branches around his face, took off his Disillusionment Charm and said to Apollo "How about you and I work together,dude. " after the noises went off Peter stayed in the same place planning to run off away from the noises if Apollo didn't want t work together}}{{Apollo Olympian|Apollo= He shrugged. "I guess. Stay close." Apollo took off, relying on his skill from spending his nights free-running with Hermes and Ares to help him on this.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:24, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow headed left away from the sounds of fighting, and ... explosions? When she felt like she was far enough into the forest that was not actually a forest she stopped behind the nearest tree for cover. She attempted to cast the supersensory charm on herself trying to gain an advantage of some sort in finding the flag.*}}
{{Thalassa|time=17:40, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=Headed right, the girl attempted to cast Glacius in the others' paths in hopes that they would trip.}}
{{Nyx|time=17:46, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|text=She follows without another word, sending an incarcerous towards the same direction as her sister. "Sis? We should make more allies. Olympian already has."}}{{Erin Warner|Erin= The dhampir jumped down, landing in front of Thalassa and Nyx with her wand in her pocket. "I heard the word allies and I thought that maybe I would be of use to you two." Her voice was a low whisper.}}{{Thalassa|time=17:58, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=This was when she realised her Disillusionment Charm had worn off again, and shared a glance with Nyx as a request as to what to do.}}{{Nyx|time=18:01, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|text= She looked at Thal, then at the girl. "One of us gets the flag." She stated with ease. "If that's okay, consider us allied." nyx spoke in a low voice. "And muffliato yourself please. Sis, disillusionment spell."}}{{Thalassa|time=18:03, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa="Correction, she gets the flag," she says, indicating Nyx, "I can write my own essay." After this, she tries to re-stock the disillusionment again.}}{{Erin Warner|Erin= She chuckled softly, casting the disillusionment charm on herself and the two girls. "I'm not entirely human, so I have some perks that will definetly help us." Erin whispered, eyes careful and footsteps quiet.}}{{Thalassa|time=18:18, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=She'd ready herself to go in and steal the others' sashes should they possibly trip.}}{{GM|name=Jay Sea|time=18:22, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|text=Meadow would hear metal rattling and high-pitched squeals and squeaks further in and off to the left. Thalassa's glacius freezes a small patch of ground, but it's unlikely to cause any trouble. The incarcerous hits a tree. All the other minor spells work. The students traveling leftward will begin to hear faint noises the closer the draw to the flag.|time=18:22, July 27, 2016 (UTC)}}{{Thalassa|time=18:25, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Thalassa=She turns around on her heel and decides to head away from the sounds of fighting since she can't really see any signs of real fighting. Instead of Glacius, she tried aiming Colloshoo at those ahead of her.}}
{{PeterSummers|23:57, July 27, 2016 (UTC)|Peter put his disillusionment charm back on and quickly followed Apollo almost right behind him. "So have you had any run ins with anyone yet" Peter said to Apollo}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:10, July 29, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow concentrated on what she was hearing, and the direction those sounds were coming from. She didn't waste time trying to figure out what each specific noise was, and who or what made it. She poked her head out peering from her safe spot for a sign of any of the others she knew were headed her way by now before she took off running further leftward.*}}
=Stone Circle=
Meadow and Dustin (2029)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was sitting, back up against one of the stones, finishing a letter to his Dad.|time=02:14, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:16, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was passing through headed in the direction of the Forest, she was almost 100% certain she could find a couple rule-breakers there that she could bring to Déonté.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked up when he heard someone walking past and he gave the other girl... who's name he couldn't quite remember... a wave.|time=02:18, July 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:21, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was oblivious to the fact that there were other people around until she noticed movement. She turned her to catch a full glimpse of him, waving back.* "Hi."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Hi," he said. "You look rather on a mission."|time=02:22, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:24, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled biting her tongue, she rolled her eyes playfully and bobbled her head.* "I've got responsibilities." *She gave her badge a tap.* "If I'm no good at the job I definitely won't be able to keep it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Well congratulations." He paused. "I didn't get it, even though I applied for it. I'm okay with it for the most part-- gives me more time to study for OWLs."|time=02:30, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:34, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks." *She made a face, the expression saying the apology her voice refused to let her speak.* "That's probably good that you didn't get picked. Right? Otherwise you'd be running around here like me, looking for trouble. At least this way you get to focus on your studies, and work on which ever subject you think you might be bad at."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Right." He paused. "Is there a subject you wish you had more time to study?"|time=02:35, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's a good question." *She looked away pursing her lips to think about it. She felt confident about every subject, except when it came to electives.* "Not so much the mandatory classes, I wish I had a bit more time to focus on a few more electives though."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= His eyes bugged out. "How do you have the time?! I thought we were only allowed to take two."|time=02:44, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:47, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Two is actually the minimum, a lot of people don't know that... or take advantage of it. It's only two extra classes that I'm taking. It isn't that much of a weight on what I'm already doing.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Well, major props to you. What do you want to do after we graduate?"|time=02:49, July 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:51, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked at him suspiciously, no one had this much interest in her.* "Something music related. Why? What do you want to do?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "No idea, honestly. "And... just trying to make conversation. You must really enjoy the music class, then."|time=02:52, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded her head yes." "I do, it's better than trying to find a somewhere in the castle I can go to play on my own. What about you? Are you taking any that you actually like?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I'm alright at Herbology and Charms," he said. "History's okay too." He paused. "What do you play?"|time=02:55, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:57, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, two of those happened to be her favorite classes.* "I play the violin."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "That's cool," he said with a smile.|time=03:00, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:02, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you love music it probably is. It you don't then it's probably not." *She shrugged.* "What do you do for fun?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm..." he frowned. "Well at home... I like being on the water. Sailing."|time=03:02, July 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:05, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had to laugh, again.* "I don't know how to sail, and I don't know a thing about boats, but I love being in the water."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "My Dad's in the Muggle British Royal Navy," he said, clearly sounding a bit proud of his father.|time=03:07, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:09, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So then... he probably taught you how sail. And he's probably the reason you like the water. Am I right?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "That's right."|time=03:11, July 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:12, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Are you sure it's something that you actually like and not something you think you enjoy to make your dad happy?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "No, it's something I enjoy," he said nodding. "When... my magic started to fire off on the boats, Dad made me stop coming. And I was disappointed by that, because I liked it."|time=03:13, July 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was so tempted to rephrase the question, and throw it at him again.* "What about now? Does he let you back on now?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Sometimes."|time=03:18, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:20, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Why not? You've got more control now. I guess he doesn't see it that way?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "He doesn't think magic, and... the strict code of a naval ship really... mesh well. He still remembers it as... explosive and troublesome."|time=03:22, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:24, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's only true if you have no power of will. You don't look like the sort of person that has poor impulse control. Then again, I barely know you. What's was your name? Davin??"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Dustin," he said, standing and extending his hand.|time=03:28, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:30, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grimaced chastising herself for getting his name wrong.* "Dustin, I'm Meadow." *She gave him her firmest handshake.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Nice to meet you formally, Meadow," he said with a smile. "That's... a very unique name. But it seems like it suits you."|time=03:32, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:35, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Says you." *She scoffed rolling her eyes.* "I've never met another Meadow, but I'd say your name is a whole lot more unique than mine."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I'm sure there are other Dustin's in the world."|time=[[User talk:Ckohrs0221|This above all else...]][[User:Ckohrs0221|to thine own self be true.]] 03:41, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:43, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe in a couple more years you won't be the only one here." *She teased a smirk settling on her face.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= A bemused look crossed his face. "What does that mean?"|time=03:45, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:46, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stifled a laugh.* "Nothing. Nothing at all. Forget I even said it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned slightly. "Well... I've probably kept you from chasing down the trouble-makers long enough, right?"|time=03:47, July 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:49, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow came to that realization pretty late.* "Friggin' A!" *She sighed.* "Yeah, you have. They're probably gone already."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= An apologetic look crossed his face. "Sorry..."|time=03:50, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:53, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's not your fault. You didn't invite me over here to talk to you. I did that all by myself."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Well.... I hope you find them?"|time=03:56, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:58, July 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Trust me. I will." *She grinned with a coldly determined look in her eye.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and sat back down to resume his letter writing.|time=03:59, July 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
=The Owlery=
Meadow and Dustin (2029)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was finishing a letter home to his parents (who had decided they could get on board with owl post as of late).|time=00:38, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:42, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow headed up to the owlery with three letters to send off, she was still unsure if she even wanted to send them. She knew her family would want to hear from her. It had been a while since school started, but she felt like she had nothing to say.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He glanced over his shoulder when he heard someone come up. "Oh, hi Meadow."|time=00:43, August 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:47, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked up from the pages she was re-reading.* "Hi Dav--- Dustin." *She shook hear head, and chuckled.* "I'm still not sure why I want to call you Davin."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled along with her. "I... don't know why, either."|time=00:49, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:53, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess I just like the way it sounds." *She shrugged breaking up some of the distance between them by moving closer to him.* "I saw that group you're always with in the quad. How come you aren't with them?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "It's like... Dustin and... Gavin put together?" he shrugged. "What group?"|time=00:57, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:02, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know... a guy I think his name is Christopher, a blonde I think she's called Seraphina, and another girl who's name I don't know. She's got brown hair and sort of greenish blue eyes."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Tori," he said automatically. "We all know each other... kind of from before school started. Our parents all knew each other, and they're all in different areas of the Muggle Armed Forces."|time=01:04, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:09, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. Wow. That's... kind of weird." *She made an odd face a mixture of jealousy and intrigue.* "Not for you though, I bet it's nice to have people around that you knew from before you got here."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Yeah, it's alright. Sera's... kind of annoying. But Chris and I get on pretty well for the most part."|time=01:10, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:12, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scoffed, then scowled at him.* "Are you just saying that because she's a girl, and Chris is like your bro? Honestly if you say yes it's going to piss me off."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "No!" he said, alarmed by her response. "No... that's not why at all."|time=01:13, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:16, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded crinkling the pages clutched in her hand as she folded her arms over her chest.* "Okay then. Why?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "She... tries to act like the mother of all of us. And... she comes on a bit strong, is all."|time=01:18, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="She's just trying to protect you." *She backed off a bit being guilty of the same sort of thing.* "She should understand that you all have to make your own mistakes to be able to learn from."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And... I mean, I get that. But she's... not my parent, either, y'know? Pretty sure my parents never asked her to do that."|time=01:24, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="How would you react if they had? Did you ever ask them about it? Maybe they did ask her, and they didn't tell you?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. "My parents trust me to take care of myself."|time=01:28, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="They have no choice but to. They can't control you. That doesn't mean they didn't ask someone they know will be around when they aren't to watch over you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He scowled and pulled out his letter adding a post script to the end, asking about Sera.|time=01:34, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:37, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pressed her lips together laughing to herself. It wasn't funny, but she couldn't help herself. She moved away from Dustin searching for Neptune.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He turned around. "Annoyed at... the owls?"|time=01:44, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Just mine." *She slipped on a falconry glove, and put her arm out for Neptune.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "How long have you had him?" he asked.|time=01:47, August 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:49, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I got him before I started at Hogwarts. So? Five years last month.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Going away present?" he asked as he handed his letter to one of the school owls.|time=01:54, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:00, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe?" *She stroked Neptune with her free hand.* "I thought of him more as the reason I had to send letters back home."}} 
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I mean... if you want to look at it that way." He grinned just slightly. "Did you ever ask them?" he asked, turning her question to him back on her.|time=02:02, August 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:06, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow narrowed her eyes in his direction before looking back at her bird.* "No. Never saw a reason to. If he was a going away present, it's a nice gesture and I can leave it at that. If not, I guess I need to make better use of him."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Do you have any siblings back home you're writing to?" he asked, trying to make further conversation.|time=02:09, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:11, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded.* "I've got one, sort of. He's my half brother. But, I like sending letters to my dad too. I don't see him that often." *She sort of hid her face behind Neptune.* "What about you? Do you have any siblings?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I've got an older sister... but she's a Muggle like my parents."|time=02:12, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:18, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That doesn't change anything, she's still your sister. Do you... get along with her?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Of course it doesn't. And yeah, for the most part."|time=02:19, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What does that mean? For the most part? Does she treat you differently now that you have magic and she doesn't?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He tried to figure out how to explain it. "No... we don't treat each other differently. But... I mean, I have magic and she doesn't, and... it's made things different. We try to ignore it... but it's there, you know?"|time=02:22, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeah. I do." *She peeked at him from behind Neptune's body.* "It's sort of the opposite for us. Because I have magic, and Cal doesn't. And our family does, so he's sort of the odd one out. I don't know. It's kind of hard for me to explain."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh... he's a... Squib? I... that must be so... awkward."|time=02:29, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="For me it is. I sort of expected him to be at Hogwarts with me one day. And now he won't. It's definitely ...strange. But he doesn't at like it's that big a deal."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "So does he go to a Muggle school?"|time=02:34, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And my mom hates it. She wanted to home school him, but she can't."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Why can't she?"|time=02:39, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="She might been interested in the muggle lifestyle when she was our age. But, she couldn't teach him everything he would need to know to survive in a world she's never been a part of."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "What's the age difference between you two?"|time=02:42, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Four years. He should have started his first year this term."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled just a bit. "There's four years between me and Lizzie, too."|time=02:46, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:47, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Lizzie. Is that short for Elizabeth?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Yeah."|time=02:48, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:50, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I meant to ask what her name was once you said you had a sister. It slipped my mind, I kind of had you pegged for an only child."}} 
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Really? Why's that?"|time=02:53, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know. Does it matter? I was wrong."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "No, I was just curious. I'm not... offended or anything."|time=02:57, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:02, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="When you said that thing about Sera being mother in your group of military besties that should have been my clue. Does Lizzie do that to you too?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "No. We... kind of do our own thing."|time=03:03, August 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I do it to Cal, not so much anymore. I used to be real bad about it though."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What changed?"|time=03:07, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:09, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... He did."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned slightly, sensing that something was up. "What... happened?" he asked delicately.|time=03:12, August 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:00, August 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's gaze shifted again from Dustin to Neptune.* "He... I..." *She clammed up.* "Nothing. It's just, things aren't the same."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He furrowed his brow slightly, but he knew better than to poke at it. "Sorry to hear that."|time=01:01, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:08, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded feeling a lot like she needed to stop talking so much.* "Is this something you do often? Get people to open up without really trying?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "It's not intentional, I promise."|time=01:17, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:21, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is that supposed to make me feel better or worse?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Better?" he said with a chuckle. "I guess... it's not something I can say I do often, because... it's not something I'm actively trying to do."|time=01:24, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:29, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you know it's something that happens, shouldn't you ... say something before hand? Like, hey I'm easy to talk to. You're probably going to spill your guts. That was just an example."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "I think you're the first person who's... ever asked for such a disclaimer."|time=01:30, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:32, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It would've been nice to know I was talking to the equivalent of a therapy bear."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= A bemused expression crossed his face. "Therapy bear?"|time=01:34, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Did you and your sister not have stuffed animals?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Did you and your sister not have stuffed animals?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Sure we did. But... not specifically... therapy bear."|time=01:37, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:40, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's the same idea, except therapy bears are sometimes stuffed with things that smell good. To make you feel more comfortable or help you sleep."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Huh, okay. Well, no. We didn't have anything like that."|time=01:41, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="...I" *She started to say one thing, and quickly changed her mind.* "You wouldn't need one anyway."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Cause I can do it for myself?"|time=01:46, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:47, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You said it. Not me." *She grinned.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned back. She... kind of had a pretty smile.|time=01:50, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:54, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I think you told me about one of your parents being in the Navy? I meant to ask if that was something you ever thought about."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm... when I was little, I thought I would," he said. "But... I'm... not really sure. With the whole... magical world thing."|time=01:56, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:58, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You mean you want to explore, and get to know it a little more than you already do?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well, I just... don't think magic and the Navy would work well together, and yeah, there's a lot more possibilities now that would make more sense with... being magical."|time=01:59, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:03, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You know... being magical doesn't mean you have to leave the muggle world behind. Unless that was something you wanted to do. My dad did it. Then again we aren't a military family so maybe everything I'm saying doesn't apply to you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I wouldn't cut off my family, but I just think it would be.... really difficult to exist in the Muggle world as a wizard."|time=02:04, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It doesn't have to be. I guess that depends on what you're doing. If you're life is all kinds of stressful ... you probably wouldn't be able to hid it that well."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Which is exactly what going into the Navy would be."|time=02:09, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:11, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not if you can get yourself a desk job."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. "I... I don't really know what I want to do after I graduate, but I don't think it's a desk job."|time=02:12, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:14, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Even if you can get nice, cushy office, with a great view?" *She tried not to smile, but as the laughter escaped her she lost.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "I think you only get that when you've graduated from the window-less cubical."|time=02:15, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:14, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow= *Meadow grimaced to show her displeasure, then she laughed.* "In that case I can see why you would want to avoid it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What about you? What do you wanna do when you graduate?"|time=02:18, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow= *Meadow grimaced, she distinctly remembered neglecting to answer this question before.* "I want to be a Profession Violinist for the London Symphony Orchestra."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Wow, that's... incredible."|time=02:20, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:22, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's just an ambition. It's incredible if I can actually do it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "It's incredible to have ambition of any kind."|time=02:23, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:26, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Everyone has ambition. Some people don't do anything with it. Except dream."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "That's fair."|time=02:28, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Accurate, I'd say."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Of course m'lady."|time=02:32, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sure you were just being polite. But how am I supposed to respond to that?" *She laughed.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Maybe you don't have to. Maybe you can just keep standing there looking cute."|time=02:36, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What? ..." *She shrunk, visibly, hiding behind the large bird who took it upon himself to fly away.* "You think I'm cute?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= ....well, he'd said that. And he didn't want to take it back. But at this point... He felt his cheeks grow warm and he cleared his throat while he tried to come up with... literally any words to say.|time=02:39, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow broke into a fit of slightly uncontrollable giggles. Her nerves at this point were partly to blame, but also the look on his silly, flustered face was the main contributor to the tight feeling in her face.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I... I mean.... y-yeah. Is... is that... okay?"|time=02:44, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gave him a nod.* "If I said no. Would it change your mind?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "No... no, I'd just feel like... an absolutely idiot."|time=02:50, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Why? Is it because I laughed?" *She bit her lip.* "I wasn't laughing at you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "If... it wasn't okay to say, I'd feel like an idiot because I... was trying to be nice, and that's not how it was perceived... or it... wasn't welcome."|time=03:00, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:04, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're free to think whatever you want. It's not a bad thing, it was just... strange to hear." *She tucked some hair behind her ear.* "I guess it was also sort of sweet. So, thanks."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, clearly a bit relieved... but he was still very much red around the ears.|time=03:05, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:11, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow suppressed a giggle not really knowing what to say she moved closer to Dustin, and placed a light kiss on his cheek.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= Well if he was red before, he was beside himself now. He looked down, clearly a wide, very sheepish, grin on his beet-red face.|time=03:12, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stood beside him looking in the opposite direction as she ran a nervous hand through the back of her hair.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm... how..." He let out a breath, filled with nerves. "I mean... was that.... like a thank you..... or... I mean..."|time=03:15, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:19, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It was also thank you, but just saying it didn't seem like it would mean as much." *She tossed her head in his direction.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Brilliant. Uhm... I mean. Uh. Meadow... do you... d'you wanna... maybe go to The Three Broomsticks this weekend?"|time=03:25, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:28, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gasped quietly. She thought all the talk was just that, talk. She didn't expect him to actually ask her.* "I'd love to, Dustin."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He definitely hadn't expected this when he'd come up to send a letter to his family but he was definitely not complaining. "Brilliant. I'll... I'll meet you in the Entrance Hall on... Saturday and we can walk down together?"|time=03:31, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~|Meadow="Okay." *She nodded trying not to smile too hard.* "That sounds like a good idea. I... I'm really looking forward to it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Same," he said with a grin.|time=03:39, August 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:42, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was a bit annoyed at how comfortable a silence could be. Yet she still lingered in it with the human therapy bear beside her.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well... we've both sent our letters. And... we have the date set so..." He smiled just slightly and gestured towards the exit. "After you?"|time=03:47, August 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:20, August 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow observed Dustin in silence for a moment before smiling.* "You're such a gentleman. I'll have to get used to that." *She headed off looking back over her shoulder at him.*}}
=The Three Broomsticks=
Meadow and Dustin (2029)
{{Dustin|Dustin= After meeting Meadow in the Entrance Hall, and walking down here with her, he found a table near the side of the pub that was empty, and he pulled her chair out for her.|time=03:06, August 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thank you." *She smiled looking up at Dustin as she sat down.* "I tried to prepare myself for this whole chivalrous thing you do. It didn't work." *She laughed a little.* "I guess I'd have to spend more time with you to ever really expect it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled just slightly as he took his seat. "I... wouldn't necessarily call it chivalry... just good manners?"|time=03:11, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And what would you say is the difference between the two?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He considered that for a moment. "I suppose, mostly just that I associate chivalry with Gryffindor, and I'm not one. I'm just doing it... because that's what you should do. It's how you treat women. It's not to be... manly, or... chivalrous. It's... just what you do."|time=03:22, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:27, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay." *She nodded.* "However, that's exactly how I see it. Except that I don't see it as a trait that is strictly found in your average Gryffindor, but something that everyone should do. Not just the way a man should treat a woman, it's the way people should treat one another. Maybe I'm confusing it with common courtesy?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I suppose, yeah."|time=03:29, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:32, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scrunched up her face crossing her arms over her chest.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned slightly, afraid he might've offended her. "What?"|time=03:34, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:37, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow huffed fighting a smile the whole time.* "Nothing. You just might be right. That's all."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He wasn't really sure how to interpret that, and the waiter came over to take their order. He ordered a butterbeer for himself.|time=03:42, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:34, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow unfolded her arms, clasping her hand to crack her knuckles. She considered what to get for a short moment before deciding, like Dustin, to have butterbeer.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded in thanks to the waiter before turning back to Meadow. "So... you clearly had figured out who I hang out with. Who do you tend to spend your time with at Hogwarts?"|time=04:37, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:27, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took his choice of words to mean she was overly attentive.* "... I haven't met a lot of people that I'm interested in hanging out with. Any time I have to myself is usually spent with my violin. And that sounds so pathetic."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Or... you could say it sounds dedicated, since that's what you're hoping to do with your career."|time=05:31, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:33, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's one way of looking at it. Even if I am somehow able to turn my close relationship with my violin into a carreer it would still be nice to... know other humans?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Well... you've got your family and... me, too, I would hope?"|time=05:35, August 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:40, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="My family isn't at Hogwarts though. So? That just leaves you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "You do have a point there."|time=15:23, August 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:57, August 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled.* "It was your point, really. I was just reiterating."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, thinking she'd been negating his point, and that it was.... mostly just him. "When's your birthday?"|time=00:12, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:27, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="The 21st of June, I'm a Cancer. When's yours?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "January eleventh," he said. "I'm... not sure what sign that makes me."|time=00:29, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:35, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow in thought, she there was a time when she to knew zodiac signs by heart.* "A January birthday makes you a... Capricorn."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And... what does that mean you... think you know to be true about me?"|time=00:37, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:45, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Based on what I know about Capricorns I'd say you fit the bill. You're an Earth sign. So you should be the dependable, practical type. One of the loyal ones."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I don't mind associating with those traits."|time=00:47, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:49, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="There are a few bad ones too. But.. no one should perfectly exemplify their zodiac sign. At least that's how I feel."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Alright, lay it on me."|time=00:50, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:56, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Just remember, you asked for this." *She laughed.* "Like I said, this might not describe you but, Capricorns are also supposed to be dictatorial, suspicious, and unimaginative."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded slowly, trying to figure out where he would end up on that scale. "I'd say... at times... I could be suspicious."|time=00:57, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:01, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Suspicious isn't actually a bad one. Depending on how you look at it. In some ways it can keep you safe, but it could also make you boring. ... Which is also a Capricorn trait." *She teased.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He wrinkled his nose. "Well, I hope I don't adhere to that one too much."|time=01:03, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:05, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're not the only one." *She laughed again.* "So far I think I might put up with it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "So you do think I'm boring?" he asked a bit cautiously.|time=01:06, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:09, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I can't agree that you are. Yet. I'm just saying if you turn out to be. I'll... deal with it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Well.... thank you... in hypothetical advance?" He laughed. "So... what are the traits of a Cancer?"|time=01:11, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm a water sign, so I'm adaptable. But, sometimes I'd rather stand out than fit in so I tend to fight that sort of natural instinct. Cancers are sensitive, they're compassionate."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled-- he liked those characteristics. "And do you feel they're applicable to yourself?"|time=01:22, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:26, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Kind of like you, and your suspiciousness. Sometimes." She nodded.* "I think I sort of embody more of the negative traits, not purposely though."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He cocked his head. "You didn't list any negative qualities."|time=01:28, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:29, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You didn't specifically ask for the negative traits so I didn't mention them."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I just asked for traits."|time=01:30, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And I just left out the ones that might scare you away."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He gave her a slightly teasing look. "Try me."|time=01:37, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip, and scrunched her nose.* "I'll only give you three. Resentful, demanding, and jealous." *She watched him carefully studying his expression.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He'd seen... pieces of those. But not the jealousy. "Sounds very doable if I ever see any of that," he said with a grin.|time=01:47, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hesitated thinking of taking the opportunity to fight him on that.* "Hopefully, you'll tell me when I'm being too much for you."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'm... fairly low-key. It's difficult for someone to be too much when I'm so..." he grinned a bit. "Boring."|time=01:58, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:02, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hung her head, and laughed.* "Am I going to have to apologize to you for that? It wasn't me. It was the books who said it." *She looked back up at Dustin with a bright smile.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "It's fine. It's... one of the reasons I don't put a whole lot of stock into Astrology."|time=02:05, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I can understand that." *She nodded.* "Sometimes it's complete bunk. Sometimes it's right on the nose."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "An imperfect science, if you can... really use that word," he agreed.|time=02:08, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:13, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm not sure you can." *She shook her head slightly.* "It sounds good though, so I won't argue with you. I bet a lot of people would describe it that way. The non-believers anyways."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and the next moment their beverages arrived. He lifted his glass to her with a slight smile on his face. "To... balancing each other out?"|time=02:15, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:21, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled bringing her glass to his.* "To equalizers."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and took a long sip of his butterbeer.|time=02:21, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:23, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow watched him as she took a few small sips of her own beverage.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:23, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow watched him as she took a few small sips of her own beverage.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Did you ever.... celebrate your birthday in fun ways growing up?"|time=02:25, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded averting her gaze.* "With my dad. Every year he always took me too this ice cream parlour called Little Baby's with a few of my friends."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "That's fun. What flavor did you get?"|time=02:30, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:32, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Rocky road. Every time. I love chocolate." *She looked back up at him again.* "What about you?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned slightly. "Predictably... I'm a bit boring," he said. "I go for vanilla... but I like to load it up with other things-- caramel sauce, fruit, chocolate chips. Whatever suits my fancy at the time."|time=02:35, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:39, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow fought the smile pulling at her cheeks, as she stared at him.* "That's not boring. Not with all those different toppings. I personally don't like fruit on my ice cream, unless it's one of those special flavors that already had fruit mixed in."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "To each their own," he said nodding.|time=02:40, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:45, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Did your family do anything special for you on your birthday?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well... it was always more special when Dad was home. He'd take us to a nice dinner somewhere, usually one-on-one. We'd do a family dinner at home though." He paused. "When he's not home, we always looked forward to his call."|time=02:48, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded, the hint of smile touching her lips. She could appreciate how significant that alone time with his father must have been.* "Did he miss a lot of your birthdays? I know it wasn't his fault, or something he would have done on purpose. I'm just curious."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Roughly half before I started at Hogwarts."|time=03:03, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:07, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What are you thinking you'll do this year?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Since starting Hogwarts... I haven't really been able to celebrate my birthday with my family... since we're in school."|time=03:09, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:12, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know." *She nodded.* "I was thinking if you're not doing anything with your military friends. You could... celebrate with me? If you wanted to."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Nah, I don't have any special traditions with them. I'd love to celebrate with you."|time=03:13, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:17, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's too bad. Not that you agreed to celebrate with me. I mean that you don't have anything special you do with your friends. I'll try to think of something that's not too boring just for you." *She grinned.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I bring the boring. You bring the interesting. Don't let me down, Maestro."|time=03:20, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tossed her head back as she laughed.* "That wasn't part of my plan. Now that you've gone, and said that I won't run anything by you to get your approval before hand."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Just... nothing too crazy, okay?"|time=03:26, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:29, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What do you consider too crazy?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "You know... something... that has the potential to be life-threatening? And... I'm not a huge fan of rule-breaking. I didn't get Prefect this year, and I'd like to go for it again next year, so I should keep my nose as clean as I can."|time=03:30, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It can't possibly be a happy birthday if you almost end your life on the same day. Besides I did get Prefect this year, and I too would like to for it again. At least now I know I can take all the daredevil-esque ideas off my mental vision board."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, looking just a hint relieved behind his mug of butterbeer, taking another drink.|time=03:36, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:38, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't look so relieved, James. I could be lying, and you wouldn't even now it." *She managed to keep a straight face for about five seconds.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "Don't forget, your therapy bear knows how to read your face."|time=03:40, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:43, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow palmed her face shielding her eyes in embarrassment.* "I never should have told you about that." *She laughed.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and found he couldn't help himself. He reached across the table and pulled her hand gently away from her face. "Don't hide. I can't see your... pretty eyes when you do that."|time=03:45, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:53, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared downwards for just little longer. Slowly but surely her gaze shifted until she was looking back up at him again.* "You're... you're unbelievably good at that."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled lightly. "Did I become therapy bear again?"|time=03:55, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm starting to think you were just born that way."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged, the little smile still on his face. "Perhaps."|time=03:57, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:01, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rolled her eyes, and smiled.* "No. I'm definitely right."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "You'd have to ask my Mum or Dad. I wouldn't have any idea."|time=04:03, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:04, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "Maybe one day I will. And then you'll know because they'll agree with me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Maybe one day."|time=04:06, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:07, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared at him before sipping on her butterbeer."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He hesitated for a moment before deciding to just ask. "So... can I go all therapy bear on you and... ask about your brother?"|time=04:09, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:12, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow winced as if the question physically caused her pain.* "I wish you wouldn't. You sort of already did, twice." *She sighed.* "What do you want to know?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "Nothing. I dropped it before when you were clearly uncomfortable, so we'll move on again now."|time=04:13, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:06, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No. You asked, again. And that's fine. ... Okay, it's not fine. It's my family, it's personal. If we get it out of the way it won't always be something you're curious about."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shifted slightly. He was curious, but he didn't want to make her uncomfortable. "So... what happened with your brother?"|time=13:55, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:46, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="When I met him he was only four, he was just a kid." *She smiled then quickly frowned.* "Over the last two or three years he's... he started doing things he didn't learn from me. A lot of scary things for someone his age."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Like what?" he asked, frowning slightly.|time=20:47, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:50, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... I caught him messing around with Clytie, my cat. Not in the way you play with a cat, he was trying to hurt her. Maybe even kill her if I hadn't stopped him."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= His eyes went a bit wide. "Wow... that's..." He frowned. "Did you tell your parents?"|time=20:51, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:52, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded her head yes.* "His dad doesn't believe he would do that. And by extension my mother believes her husband."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "So... he's your half brother? Or... a step-brother?"|time=20:54, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:55, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Both?" *She shrugged.* "We have the same mother, different fathers."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Have you... caught him doing something like that more than once?"|time=20:57, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:00, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I won't ever let him be around Clytie ever again after that. We don't have a lot of other animals, and ... he hasn't done anything directly to me. The way he glares at me after I told on him makes me think he wants to."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He winced. "How old is he again?"|time=21:01, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:02, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="He's only eleven."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. That didn't sound right. "Maybe this is the suspicion thing coming out... but it sounds like he might... become dangerous as an adult?"|time=21:04, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:06, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow swallowed hard, she had that same suspicion although she chalked it up to irrational fear.* "If his dad, and my mom continue to believe his lies. That's exactly what's going to happen to him."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Do you think it has anything to do with the fact that he's a Squib?" he asked, almost just processing out loud.|time=21:08, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:10, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sat back in her chair, her mouth falling open slightly. "I ... I never thought ... he. All this time, and it's probably my fault he's been acting this way."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. "No, no, Meadow that's not what I was saying. It's not your fault-- it's not anybody's fault that he's a Squib."|time=21:12, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:15, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded like she believed what Dustin was saying. Deep down she still felt guilty.* "I know I didn't make him a squib, but now I'm sure he thinks whatever magic our mother had left to give I took. "}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. "Except that's also not true. Either way, he's not dealing with his... feelings in a healthy or productive way. And that's definitely your parents' fault."|time=21:18, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:22, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded again.* "You're right. And I know you're right. I can't help thinking that... if he gets any worse he might do something to them if I'm not there for him to focus on." *Her gaze fell to the ground as she looked away letting her worries consume her.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He reached across the table to take one of her hands in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.|time=21:24, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:27, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took a shaky breath, and sighed pressing her lips together before she looked back at Dustin forcing herself to smile.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Your parents are magical, I'm sure if your brother did try anything.... and I'm pretty sure that's a big if... they'd have him over powered pretty fast."|time=21:30, August 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:35, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Everything he's doing is acting out, I guess. I still don't think he should be underestimated. He might not have magic, that doesn't mean he can't be dangerous to someone who does."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "If you're really concerned, you could contact the Aurors."|time=21:36, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:16, August 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="They'll be furious. As much as I hate my step-dad, I'd prefer both him and my mother alive."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. "Meadow, is he abusive?"|time=23:27, August 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:08, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked down at her hands.* "No."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Meadow?" he asked, gently, not 100% sure he believed her.|time=04:31, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:11, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow continued to avoid looking at him.* "No, not to me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= Relief washed over him, but he did prickle at the thought of him being abusive to someone else. "Your Mum?"|time=16:20, August 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:48, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No. At least I don't think so." *She shook her head.* "He only gets a certain way with Cal. He's been doing it for years, saying it'll toughen him up. He calls it discipline."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What... kind of discipline does it entail?"|time=18:52, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:57, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="A lot of yelling, and I know I've seen him get shaken pretty roughly."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He let out a slow breath. "Is it because he's a Squib? Should we... get the Aurors involved?"|time=18:57, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:01, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="He's been that way as long as I can remember. I don't think my step-dad would hurt him on purpose. I can't say the same for Cal."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked meaningfully at Meadow. "You didn't answer my other question."|time=19:02, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:05, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I... I don't know." *She finally set her eyes back on Dustin.* "I don't know what to do?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He considered for a moment. "At the very least, you could maybe talk to a professor? Your... head of House or another professor you feel comfortable with? They might be able to... give you better advice?"|time=19:07, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:13, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I appreciate the thought Dustin. I really do, and I want you to know that." *She sat in silence for a moment before a sigh escaped her.* "If it was a struggle for me to tell you. Do really think it'll be any easier for me to tell someone else? Especially someone in a position of authority at school?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I can go with you," he said automatically.|time=19:16, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:17, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hadn't expected that for one reason or another.* "Would you do that for me?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Of course."|time=19:18, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:19, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded.* "Alright. Just don't make me do it alone."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "I promise."|time=19:24, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:26, August 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had no need to force this smile, it came naturally.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned in kind, and took another drink of his butterbeer.|time=19:27, August 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:12, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Just so you know. I'm not usually this helpless." *She took a sip of her drink.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "We all have areas where we need help. I definitely didn't think this one particular issue made you wholly helpless."|time=00:15, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:20, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not wholly. Just slightly." *Not wanting let her self-deprecating joke sting anymore than it already did she rushed on.* "You have a point, but when people need help they have to find the courage to ask for it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Definitely."|time=00:21, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's what I like to hear."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled a bit. "The Hat considered putting me in Gryffindor, but decided on Hufflepuff in the end."|time=00:25, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked a bit surprised.* "I don't know if I'd be sitting here with you if you were in Gryddindor."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I mean... that doesn't bother me."|time=00:30, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:31, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Good. It shouldn't bother you. It's not like my mother will eat you because you're in Hufflepuff."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Would she have resorted to cannibalism if I'd been in Gryffindor?" he asked, lips twitching into a bit of a teasing smile.|time=00:36, August 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:40, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled.* "I think it's for the best that we'll never have to find out. Suffice it to say I'm not trying to bring one home to her anytime soon." *She sipped on her drink again.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "We should probably wait a few more dates," he said with a subtle wink.|time=00:41, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:44, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I wasn't talking about you. You're not in Gryffindor." *Her brow twitched as she pressed her lips together trying to fight the smirk.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I'm not trying to rush anything. I promise."|time=00:49, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:52, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "You're already part of my inner circle. Which is more like a dot."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked a bit surprised at that.|time=01:02, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:04, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't make that face. I told you I don't hang out with a lot of people."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I know you did. And I don't know why I'm surprised really. I guess, with... everything you've shared, I should've been able to guess that."|time=01:06, August 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:08, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scrunched her nose not particularly liking the way any of that sounded.* "Thank you so much for reiterating how antisocial I am when I already established how pathetic I thought it was."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= An apologetic look was on his face. "I.. I'm sorry."|time=01:10, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Guess you can't read my face all the time. Can you therapy bear?" *She stuck her tongue out at him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled just a bit. "Best to keep the mystery alive, huh?"|time=01:15, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:16, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled.* "Of course. I wouldn't want to bore you by being predictable."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Likewise," he said with a grin.|time=01:18, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time= 01:19, August 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled again before sipping on her drink.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He finished off his own drink, before fishing through his pockets for the right coins for both drinks.|time=01:22, August 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Dungeon Hall=
Meadow and Dustin (2029)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was fairly lost. He knew much of the lower part of the castle, due to being in Hufflepuff, but the dungeons had a way of being twisty when he wanted them to turn, and he found himself rather lost.... while trying to find Meadow.|time=00:12, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:18, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow made it a habit to find herself in the less popular areas of the castle. Mostly to play her violin there, on rarer occasions just to literally be alone. When she heard footsteps coming in her direction she pushed herself up, and off the ground. There was absolutely no reason someone should see Slytherin's Prefect balled up on the ground in the dungeons.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He heard other footsteps echoing and he looked around for their owner before a smile came to his face. "Hey."|time=00:23, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:27, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared at Dustin for a while before she smiled. She was happy it was him, more than grateful to see someone who could so easily put a smile on her face.* "What are you doing down here?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Looking for you," he said with a grin.|time=00:28, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:29, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Really? You're not even going to make up some little white lie?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I mean, I heard some... story about... something down in the dungeons and I wanted to see if it was true."|time=00:31, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rolled her eyes.* "You were supposed to say that first." *She chuckled.* "After I pressed you for details, then you were supposed to flatter me with the truth."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I could give you details," he said, still grinning. "If you want them."|time=00:34, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:35, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Go for it. It didn't seem like you had that many."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I heard this story, that there was this... beautiful girl who sometimes wandered the halls of the dungeons," he said with a smile, walking over to be closer to her. "She plays the most... beautiful violin music. Some say it's like a siren song to lure people to the dungeons, where they'll get lost forever... and some say it's the song of.... a love that's been lost. People go searching for this... lovely maiden who plays the beautiful music." He grinned. "But I think I'm the lucky one who's finally found her."|time=00:38, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:47, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned in a series of movements of her lips that happened impossibly slow.* "Is that so?" *She nodded biting on her lip.* "And where did you hear this story? You must be an incredibly brave soul to come all the way down here alone." *She paused.* "Especially when you can't be certain if what you've heard is fact or fiction. I wouldn't mind being that maiden, if you were the one that happened to find her. In that case though, I'd say that she was the lucky one."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I can't say where I first heard the story... it's just been passed down." He smiled down at her, feeling his stomach do a flipflop. He... had this odd desire to kiss her. Well... it wasn't odd, was it? But was it the right time?|time=00:51, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:54, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded not really believing a word of it. If it wasn't he was creative, and she had to give him credit for that. If it was she wondered why she had never heard it before... or perhaps that was why she came down here so often.* "Maybe the both of us being here at this very moment is ... kismet."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled softly. "Probably," he said, his eyes locked with hers. He reached out and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, feeling his breath catch in his throat just slightly. She really was... so pretty.|time=00:57, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:04, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow broke eye contact looking down to the ground as she chuckled to herself. When she felt his hand in her hair she instinctively moved her own hand to catch it, interlacing her fingers with his. She wasn't sure why she'd done it. In that moment it just felt right.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= His gaze flicked briefly to their intertwined fingers before back in her direction. He held her gaze for a moment before leaning in slowly to kiss her.|time=01:08, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:12, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pulled back just a little in surprise. His lean in was so appropriately slow it gave her enough time to recover and close the gap that would have otherwise kept her lips from meeting with his.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= His own intensity picked up for a moment before he pulled away, if only to breathe, his heart pounding. He was a bit breathless, and there was a wide, somewhat silly, grin on his face as he looked down at her, his face only inches from her own.|time=01:23, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:28, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pressed her lips together biting on the bottom one just a little before she laughed taking in more air than she let out.* "That was..." *She put a few fingers to her lips trying to lock in that memory.* "You're a fantastic kisser."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= His wide grin turned a bit sheepish. "I'm... only good cause I had an... amazing partner to work with," he said fumbling over his words slightly.|time=01:30, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Flattery works wonders for you doesn't it?" *She teased. Her gaze falling to the hand that she had yet to let go of.* "Do yo want this back... or can I keep it for a little while longer?" *She gave his hand a light squeeze.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I'm okay with you keeping it for a little while," he said.|time=01:36, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:39, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I wasn't planning on letting it go anyway. You'll need it back eventually. For now though, it's mine."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "You're adorable."|time=01:41, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:43, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You think so?" *She chuckled.* "I thought it was a bit possessive, I also don't really care."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "I don't need it for right now. It's all yours."|time=01:45, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Can I ask... what made you want to do that?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He went a little red. "I wanted to do it the other night after got back from The Three Broomsticks... but I chickened out."|time=01:47, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's looked at him with a bit of surprise.* "I... I don't know that I would have let you." *She shook her head, a little bit embarrassed to admit it.* "Good thing you chickened out."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked at her curiously. "Then... why did you let me just now?"|time=01:51, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I wasn't going to... then I changed my mind. We're not on our first date anymore."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "So you don't kiss on the first date," he confirmed with a grin.|time=01:57, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:00, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip.* "Ours was actually my first first date. So? No. I don't." *She shook her head.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "It... was mine too. First kiss, too, actually."|time=02:02, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:04, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That wasn't technically my first kiss." *She scrunched her face for a second.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Well, I won't ask you to kiss and tell unless you want to."|time=02:05, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It happened, but I don't think it counts." *She rolled her eyes.* "Some stupid idiot stole it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned slightly. "What do you mean they stole it?" he asked a bit defensively.|time=02:10, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:12, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed shaking her head.* "Not like that. I just mean I wasn't expecting it, and I definitely didn't appreciate it. He figured that out afterwards."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He unclenched just slightly. "Okay."|time=02:14, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:15, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That doesn't count does it?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I'd... say that's up to you, right? For you to define?"|time=02:16, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:17, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Then it doesn't count."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Then... this one counts- this one was your first?"|time=02:20, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:22, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If it's up to me, for me to define. I'm going with the one I actually wanted to happen. That'd be the one with you." *She nodded.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Can we have our second kiss soon?"|time=02:24, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow giggled and looked away before looking back at Dustin again.* "How soon?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= The grin was still there. "As soon as you want it to be, fair maiden," he said with a wink.|time=02:26, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled hard biting on her bottom lip again.* "You're leaving it up to me?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well I chose the first one," he said with a grin. "Seems only fair to let you choose the second."|time=02:30, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow considered that, and wondered how weak willed she would seem if she chose for that moment to be right now.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He watched her face. "We don't... have to right now, if you don't want to."|time=02:34, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:36, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't remember saying I didn't want to." *She grinned.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "You didn't say it," he said cocking his head slightly. "It... may have been slightly on your face."|time=02:37, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:39, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess my face can still be a bit of a mystery to you then. I wasn't sure what you'd think of me if I... just went for it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= A bit of a surprised look crossed his face. "I... want to kiss you again more than anything so... I really couldn't judge you."|time=02:41, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow clenched her tongue between her teeth as she smiled hard once again. After she let him finish talking she made her move reaching up to kiss him again.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned for a brief moment before he pressed his lips against hers in kind.|time=02:47, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow thought for a fleeting moment she was being a bit too free with her show of physical affection. That thought didn't last long as one of her hands lightly fell against his trapezius muscle.*}}{{Dustin|Dustin= He put his arm back around her waist, pulling her in as his other hand unlaced from hers, moving instead, threading his fingers in through her hair.|time=02:57, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:04, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to keep a hold of herself which was nearly impossible. She lingered in Dustin's embrace for a short while before leaning back just slightly to look at him.*}} 
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled away when she did, his breath just a little short. "Wow."|time=03:05, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hesitated for a moment.* "...if it were possible I would never stop kissing you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "What's the protocol if a Prefect gets caught snogging in the hallways?"|time=03:11, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:12, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip.* "Mood killer." *She laughed, pulling away further.* "I don't know, and I don't want to find out."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "I just don't want us to get in trouble."|time=03:13, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:18, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded looking at him as she sighed.* "It'd be worth it though."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "What are your plans for Christmas?"|time=03:18, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:20, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not sure yet. I haven't heard back from my dad." *She smiled back.* "Why do you ask?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged with a smile. "Making conversation."|time=03:23, August 16, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:29, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scrunched up her face.* "What about you? Is your dad going to be around?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= The smile faded slightly. "I... don't know."|time=03:30, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:33, August 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to move right along not wanting to upset him.* "What about New Year's? Does the James family do anything in particular to ring it in?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm... not in particular, no. Does yours?"|time=03:38, August 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:12, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not out here." *She shook her head no.* "But, back in Pennsylvania, with my dad we did."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What was that?"|time=01:16, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:25, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="There were events like parades, live music, arts and crafts and exhibits in a few different counties. We tried to get to as many of them as we could in one day."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Wow, that sounds pretty cool."|time=01:28, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It was a lot of fun. Although, we never made to very many."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Did you get too tired and fall asleep?" he asked with a slightly teasing grin.|time=01:33, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow silently glared at him with a raised eyebrow.* "I was only eight. There was no way I would to make it to midnight."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "And how about now, at fifteen?"|time=01:38, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:40, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It depends on how the days starts, and the night ends."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Fair enough."|time=01:41, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you could go absolutely anywhere in the world where would you go?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= That caught him off-guard a little bit, but he answered after a moment. "America, I suppose. Probably not... that exotic, but I'd like to see where my Mum came from."|time=01:48, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:52, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled softly finding herself glad she asked.* "It doesn't have to be exotic. Even though, to be perfectly honestly, I was thinking Italy. Still, what you said is sweet. So? Where exactly is she from?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned slightly. "Somewhere in New England... I'm not exactly sure where."|time=01:54, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:57, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to be gentle about asking, although she didn't quite know how to do that.* "Why haven't you ever been there?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I mean... my parents moved here before I was born. And Dad's always been stationed here so... we just.... haven't?"|time=01:59, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow only found that just a little bit odd, and she scratched her head." *I was with my dad until I was eight, then he sent me out here. I would have never been to the UK if he hadn't, so, I guess I understand?*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked a bit surprised. "Why did he send you here?"|time=02:03, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="He thought I'd be safer here." *He'd probably regret that now. She thought.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Safer here because....?" He grinned. "I'm not complaining, because it means I got to meet you and all that. But... I guess I just don't follow."|time=02:09, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:11, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I always thought it was dumb, until recently." *She blushed a bit rolling her eyes.* "The way he explains it he was worried his magic would be a bit too dangerous for me after a while, not to mention I was just coming into my own at the time."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, understanding more. "What were you first signs?"|time=02:13, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:17, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Plant magic." *She smiled.* "We used to work in the garden a lot, I brought a withered baby lemon tree back to life. It died again a few minutes later." *She shrugged.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Wow, that's impressive," he said with a grin.|time=02:18, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You think so?* *She wrinkled her nose.* "It didn't even stay alive."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Yeah, but you brought it back to life however briefly."|time=02:23, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Before it died again." *She nodded.* "What about you? You told me about the anchors. Did anything else ever happen?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I mean, a lot of other stuff. Switching out food I didn't like... I think I turned my sister's hair green once. But... a lot of things happened on the ships."|time=02:29, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:34, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Wow." *She was a little more than surprised.* "I must have been an immensely well behaved child compared to you." *She grinned.* "I never did any of that, I also didn't have sister around or get food I didn't like. Well... I did, but I at least pretended to try to eat it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He rolled his eyes. "None of it was intentional."|time=02:35, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gasped, and shook her head.* "Oh, of course it wasn't."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He went a bit red. "I... I had a lot of issues with my temper when I was younger. Still... kind of do at times."|time=02:38, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You... you do?" *She hadn't expected that from him, but she tried to play off the surprise.* "Since when? You seem so... calm. To me."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled sheepishly. "Maybe you bring that out of me, I don't know. But... yeah, at times."|time=02:43, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:50, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled softly smiling back.* "I feel the same way about you. Obviously." *She hesitated, and bit her lip.* "Maybe that toast at The Three Broom Sticks was good luck?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Maybe," he said, smiling gently down at her.|time=02:53, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned just accepting the fact that she was right.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He couldn't help himself with that grin. He gently leaned in to kiss her again.|time=02:57, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:07, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pecked him on the lips quickly, and quite a few times before pulling away. She became too afraid of 'getting caught' over the course of their conversation.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "You're amazing, you know that?"|time=03:10, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:16, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No. You are." *She poked his chest.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "You wanna go find a snack or something?" he asked. "I'm kinda hungry."|time=03:18, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:22, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow weighed the options; spending a little more time with Dustin versus the alternative.* "I could eat." *She nodded.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, and held out his hand for her to take. "Then... let's go."|time=14:46, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:55, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow happily took his hand.* "Mine."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and squeezed her hand as they walked down the hall.|time=14:56, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:59, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you could eat one kind of food the rest of your life and never get sick of it, what would it be?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He blinked. "Uhm.... I... guess I don't know. Do I only get to eat this food, and nothing else?"|time=15:01, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:04, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... You're not supposed to question the question." *She laughed.* "Okay. How about your ...top three foods? Nothing else."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well I wouldn't last very long if I could only pick one!" he said with a laugh. "Uhm... chicken, because you can do a lot with it. Potatoes for the same reason. And... ice cream, because you have to have one dessert, right?"|time=15:07, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:10, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rolled her eyes, and shook her head in disagreement.* "No, you don't have to have it. It's an option, a suggestion really. Everyone can enjoy something sweet though. Even if some like their sugar in larger doses than others do."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Alright, well I want a dessert option then," he said with a grin.|time=15:13, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:15, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And that number one option sounds like it'll be vanilla ice cream."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "Well excellent. That means I don't have to choose a particular flavor."|time=15:30, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:32, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "You chose that particular dessert. So that's what you get. No pie, and no cake either." *She shook her head no.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "That's okay with me."|time=15:33, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:34, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not much of a sweet tooth on you?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I'd prefer ice cream," he said with a shrug.|time=15:35, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:39, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Fair enough, I prefer chocolate churros."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I can't say I've had one of those."|time=15:39, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:41, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't think chocolate churros are for everyone."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "How can I know if they're for me, if I've never had one?"|time=15:43, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:46, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You don't have to know. I'm telling you, based on what I know that you like."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, figuring.... in this case, she might know best.|time=15:49, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:50, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned at him savoring the delicious rightness.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled at her grin as they kept walking down the hall.|time=15:54, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:55, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... Are you allergic to anything?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "Nope. You?"|time=15:58, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:00, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know. ...sometimes... when I eat kiwi, my tongue itches for a while afterwards. Do you think that count?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Yes," he said with a chuckle. "I'd say that absolutely counts."|time=16:01, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:03, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="In that case. Yes. I'm allergic to kiwi fruit."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well, I'll be sure not to feed you kiwi from now on."|time=16:07, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:08, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I should hope so. Have you ever had an itchy tongue? It's not fun."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "No, I can't say that I have. But that does sound like a rather bizarre feeling."|time=16:09, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:11, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It is! You can't really scratch your tongue the way you can scratch your arm or your leg."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Could you use your teeth?" he asked with a bemused grin. "Run your tongue in between your teeth?"|time=16:12, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:13, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "You can. But, it doesn't work like you think it would."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "You would know better than me."|time=16:14, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:15, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I would." *She nodded back.* "And I do." *She grinned, right again.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "You enjoy being right, huh? Guess I should just get used to that now."|time=16:18, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:20, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's absolutely disgusting. I know. But, I have to be right." *She shrugged apologetically.* "I'm getting better about it though."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pressed a quick kiss to her cheek. "It's okay."|time=16:22, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:23, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled laughing softly.* "Stop it. It's not okay. It's completely immature."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and shrugged. "I tend to be an... agreeable bloke. So for right now at least... it's fine."|time=16:25, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:27, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow she look up at Dustin admiring him silently.* "I'm so lucky you found me." *She squeezed his hand.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Likewise," he said, squeezing her hand back.|time=16:29, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:31, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... What's one thing you want to do before you die?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm...." he paused. "I guess... the things on my bucket list are... just fairly traditional. Get married... have a family... things like that."|time=16:33, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:35, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sort of beamed unintentionally as she nodded. Both of those would be on her list, although she wasn't sure she would ever actually do either before she passed on.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "What about you? I... sort of imagine yours is probably a bit more exciting than mine."|time=16:36, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:38, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You would think that." *She laughed.* "Mine is pretty family oriented. I'd like to see my mom and dad in the same place for once."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and squeezed her hand supportively.|time=16:42, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:44, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled fully expecting that reaction.* "Nothing terribly exciting."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "But completely valid and desirable."|time=16:47, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:48, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Utterly valid, and immeasurably desirable."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled and nodded.|time=16:50, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:52, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed trying not to enjoy that, provided it was a point he made.* "... What's your middle name? Do you have one?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Andrew. Do you have one?"|time=16:54, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:55, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Nope. Not sure why either. Both my parents do."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Did you ever consider giving yourself one when you turn seventeen?"|time=16:56, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:00, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="To what?" *She laughed.* "My name is Meadow. Where do you go from there?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Your name is Meadow Maestro," he corrected. "You could easily put something in the middle. But only if you wanted to."|time=17:01, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:05, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow glared at him. She knew what her name was. "Easily." *She scoffed.* "Okay. Give me an example. What would you put between those two M's? Hm?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Off the top of my head... something... short. Meadow Maestro is.... already a lot of syllables, so you wouldn't want to elongate it with something like... Annabelle or Elizabeth. But.... something short like... Jane, or... Leigh, or... Rose?"|time=17:07, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:12, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was instantly putt off by his first offering, she wasn't a Jane. Her offended features softened at the second, Leigh which considered until she heard his third, Rose.* "I knew you would pick a flower." *She grinned, laughing.* "I was going to call it before you even said anything."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I was searching for one-syllable names. Kay came to mind, but I liked Rose better."|time=17:13, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:18, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I can't fault you for it." *She shook her head.* "I see what you were doing. Kay is terrible though. But, I would have thrown out a flower name too. ..."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "It wasn't intentional," he said with a chuckle.|time=17:22, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:24, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Why.. would you intentionally stick me with a name that's admittedly terrible?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "I wouldn't ever do that."|time=17:26, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:28, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What if I liked Kay, or Jane? I don't. But what if I did?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I... admitted Kay wasn't the best, which is why I didn't suggest it, but what's wrong with Jane?"|time=17:28, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:33, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged that off.* "Leigh was the best by far. When you put Meadow in front it's almost... almost like your saying Melody."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Yeah, kind of."|time=18:07, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:11, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Rose has sort of grown on me. More so than Ivy."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Ivy doesn't seen to suit you," he said. "Meadow Ivy Maestro is a bit... clunky."|time=18:16, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:18, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I already said Rose was better." *She raised a brow.* "I would still be Meadow Azalea Maestro before that..."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Before Rose, or before Ivy?"|time=18:21, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:23, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took a moment to think about it. Rose did sound much better than Ivy.* "Both."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Do you have some special connection with azaleas?"|time=18:24, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:26, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not that I can think of. It sort of gives my name a fullness. Behind Leigh that is."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Do you... feel like you're missing out on not having a middle name? Or does it make you feel special?"|time=18:34, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:58, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I feel special not having a middle name. I also feel like I'm missing out, Dustin Andrew James. Royals and nobility tend to have long strings of names you know?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He went a bit red-- his natural correlation with his middle name was that he was in trouble. "I see your point."|time=19:02, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:21, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Of course you do." *She grinned, and nodded trying to stifle a chuckle. She was a little too satisfied with herself at the moment.* "What's your... favorite color?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I guess just the one," he said with a shrug. "You?"|time=19:26, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:29, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I've got just one favorite color. Opal, because it's sort of iridescent, like a pearl."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'll file that away for future gift-giving."|time=19:31, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:34, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow narrowed her eyes, and raised a brow playfully glaring up at him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Or... not? Is there something else you'd prefer?"|time=19:36, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:40, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yes, there is. How about not things. And maybe just... you?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "So... how do you celebrate birthdays and Christmas and things?"|time=19:42, August 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:45, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What are you asking me? If I give and receive gifts? Do you give and receive gifts?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I suppose so, yes."|time=19:46, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:48, August 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You asked what I'd prefer. I would prefer your company. For you presence to be your gift."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well, sure, I obviously love being with you, too.... but don't people... exchange gifts on holidays and.... anniversaries? I'm not saying that... we have to. But.... I guess it's what I'm used to, and I like the idea of having... things like that to mark special occasions."|time=19:50, August 17, 2016 (UTC)}}{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. And I understand that. What I'm saying is I don't need you to buy me some trinket, and I don't want you to. What's just as good to me as something I can look at and remember how much you care about me is the memories I can make with you. Like The Three Broomsticks? Being in this Hall. Those things means something to me now, because of you. How do you mark an occasion like that?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. And I understand that. What I'm saying is I don't need you to buy me some trinket, and I don't want you to. What's just as good to me as something I can look at and remember how much you care about me is the memories I can make with you. Like The Three Broomsticks? Being in this Hall. Those things means something to me now, because of you. How do you mark an occasion like that?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "With... a necklace or something. So when you look at it, you remember being in the Hall with me."|time=02:12, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:22, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="When I look at you I remember what's important to me about being in this Hall. A necklace, wouldn't help me do that." *She shook her head.* "A bag of Hershey's kisses might."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Am I allowed to file that one away?"|time=02:23, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, thinking about it. She nodded slowly in response.* "I think that one's okay to keep."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, happy with that.|time=02:29, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned in kind, although she felt like he might have missed her point.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I think we're getting pretty close to the Kitchens by now," he commented as they rounded another corner.|time=02:32, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:40, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded as images of all the different snacks she was craving came to mind suddenly.* "I hope there's something good waiting for us in there."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I'm sure we can find something good."|time=02:43, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Something else worthy of marking the occasion?" *She joked.*}{{Dustin|Dustin= He wrinkled his nose at the joke, but didn't say anything.|time=02:48, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:59, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, and bit her lips together finally keeping her mouth shut.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He tickled the pear, grabbing the doorknob as it appeared. "After you," he said opening the door.|time=03:05, August 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:20, August 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thank you." *She smiled up at Dustin, planting a thank you kiss on his cheek before she walked past him entering the Kitchen just before he would.*}}
=Viaduct Courtyard=
Meadow and Peter (2029)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:20, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stopped in the courtyard to watch as some students were playing Gobstones. She had an angry look about her, farther from rage, and closer to annoyance. She was beginning to feel like a total $#^% choice in Prefect. She had not been able to catch even one person breaking any rules, as if there were not tons of students doing so on a daily basis.*}}
{{PeterSummers|11:28, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|After getting an owl from his parents about his brother is coming to Hogwarts, Peter was spending his last few days of being the only Summers at this school making sure he had a good enough reputation for his brother to not think he was a loser but right now Peter was spending his day reading through his Care of Magical Creatures text book out of pure boredom}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:32, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow glanced over in Peter's direction, she did a double take upon the realization it was in fact Summers, and not someone she would have actually been pleased to see at the moment. She stared at him for a while as she debated whether or not to lob a vaguely insulting remark his way. Eventually she turned her attention back to the Gobstone players deciding to leave him be, for now. Maybe, if there was any residual Christmas luck on her side, he would not even notice her standing there.*}}
{{PeterSummers|20:26, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Peter looked up from his text book, thinking he saw someone he knew seeing Meadow, Peter put down his book and got up. "So my rival is staying here for Christmas" Peter yelled out}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:37, August 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed deeply turning to face Peter again.* "Are you that excited to see me, Summers? Or have you forgotten how to control the volume of your voice?" *She glared at him hands placed firmly on her hips.* "Stop yelling!"}}
{{PeterSummers|06:46, August 26, 2016 (UTC)|"Who knows, it could be a bit of both" Peter said quieting down. "So how is your Christmas going" he asked as he stuffed his book into his pocket, book barely fitting}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:28, August 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scoffed, and rolled her eyes. It was sort of funny, but she wasn't about to let Summers know that he slightly amuse her.* "It's not the best one I've ever had, so far. How's yours been?" *She didn't care, but conversation seemed inevitable.*}}
{{PeterSummers|19:55, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|"First time I've had Christmas during winter, so not to bad but now it is terrible cause I got a letter from my parents which is going to make my life a living hell"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:12, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow. She didn't know much about him, and how little she understood that remark made that glaringly obvious to her.* "And? Are you going to tell me what the letter said?"}}
{{PeterSummers|14:41, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|"The letter basically says that my younger brother is coming to this school and my parents want me to look out for him. Like hell I'll look out for that little show off"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:11, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's nose wrinkled* "What's wrong with your younger brother coming here with you Summers? Is he two times as annoying as you are?" *She chuckled to herself.*}}
{{PeterSummers|11:07, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|"I think he is worse than me but you know normal sibling rivalry makes us two together hell"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:12, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grimaced and sighed again. When she said it she hadn't put much thought into there being two Summers' boys. Now that Peter said it again she was beginning to dread it as well.* "Care to guess which house he'll be in?"}}
{{PeterSummers|11:19, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|"Hopefully not the same as me but I reckon maybe like Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff considering how hard he can work when he isn't getting into trouble" Peter said dreading when Christmas ended}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:28, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded letting out a sigh of relief. As long a the second Summers' went anywhere but Slytherin she would be pleased with that.* "Why is he coming along so late when he could have come along with you? Is he joining the first year class next term?"}}
{{PeterSummers|20:03, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|"He's coming half way through the year chase he started becoming an Animgus at our old school last school year and he knew he wouldn't be able to continue it if he came here at the start of last term"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Hold on." *She paused.* "Didn't you say he was your younger brother? And he was learning to become an animagus?" *She looked at Peter skeptically one eyebrow raising as her eyes narrowed.* "Is that something you learned how to do too?"}}
{{PeterSummers|06:33, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|"Yeah I was never good at self-transfiguration so never wanted to learnt to become one" Peter said. "You would have noticed during our rivalry in class, that I'm better with animals then with spell"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:21, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's supposed to be difficult, so I don't blame you for not wanting to learn. And, honestly, I ..." *She paused Summers' almost tricked her into giving him a compliment.* "I wouldn't know if you're better at spell work or with animals. I don't pay that much attention to you."}}
{{PeterSummers|10:24, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|"I've seriously can't believe you haven't considering how many times I've got the better of you during Care of Magical creatures" Peter said making the end of the statement more like an insult than bragging}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:32, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=Meadow scoffed rolling her eyes at him, again. "You are so delusional Summers. It's almost pathetic that you actually think answering a few questions before I did in CoMC of all classes somehow puts you above me." *She laughed.* "You couldn't get the best of me if I was deaf, dumb, and blind."}}
{{PeterSummers|11:05, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Peter crosse his arms over his chest, pointing to Meadow with his index finger in a way that it was hard to see, and muttered the antler spell quiet enough so Meadow wouldn't hear him. "What do you call that then?" Peter said pointing to the antlers growing into of Meadow's head, holding in a laugh}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:29, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow raised a brow, and reached up to where he was pointing. When she felt the antlers beginning to protrude from her head, her eyes went wide before they narrowed angrily. She pulled her wand, and quickly cast a counter-spell moving her wand over her head, and muttering the incantation to the general counter-spell repeatedly trying to be rid of them in the most efficient way possible.* "Are you insane?!"}}
{{PeterSummers|06:34, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|"Isn't everyone insane" Peter said laughing like a crazy person. "Want me to fix it or you just going to keep trying for yourself and possibly make it worse" he asked this time with a straight face}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:16, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow growled in frustration as she tried to determine whether or not she was going to Curse, Jinx, or Hex Peter back. She couldn't or wouldn't risk losing her Prefect badge over him.* "Fix it! Fix it! Fix it!" *She barked at him.*}}
{{PeterSummers|20:47, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|"If you keep talking to me like that something much worse may be heading your way" Peter said as he grabbed out his wand and reversed the spell}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:37, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had to bite her tongue she was so close to profanity her breathing was heavy as she held it in.* "If you EVER Hex me again you'll have much worse to deal with than fixing the damage yourself."}}
{{PeterSummers|05:43, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|"You do know I've dealt with worst than you so whatever you can think up won't be as bad as you think" Peter said as he put his wand in his back pocket of his pants}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:34, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're not worth losing my Prefect badge over, so I won't be proving how wrong you are." *She glared at him.* "You barely know me, you are aware of that? Don't make the mistake of underestimating me."}}
{{PeterSummers|07:11, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|"I so hope in DaDa we get to do something like we did in the first lesson so I can show you want I can really do and you don't have to worry about losing your prefects badge" Peter said as pointed his index finger at Meadow, hoping she knew what he can do without a wand.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:17, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow balled both her first, as one was still clutching her wand she again had to restrain herself.* "You know that you just attacked me. Right? I would absolutely love nothing more than to take you to my Head of House, who happens to be our DADA professor to deal with you. Because that woman would probably let us settle this between ourselves."}}
{{PeterSummers|08:25, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|"Why don't you then and finally end this rivarly" Peter said as he ran through spells in his head in case Meadow did go tell her Head of House}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:35, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Because my beating you so terribly would never shut you up, you'd want to get back at me. And as long as we are in all the same classes whatever you think this is between us will never end."}}
{{PeterSummers|03:45, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|"How do you know that this couldn't stop with us fighting to see who is better?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:53, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Because..." *She refrained from telling him he was an idiot.* "Because you're in Gryffindor and I'm in Slytherin."}}
{{PeterSummers|10:23, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|"And we just embrace the stereotype which makes it even worse and even though it is like that one way or another there probably will be times when this doesn't thing between us won't happen"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:02, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="For now," *She shrugged.* "it is what it is." *She sighed, there was no escaping him with OWLs looming over them.* "We'll just have to grin and bare it until next term. Then you can drop any class that I'm in, and I can drop any class that you're in."}}
=Greenhouses and Gardens=
Meadow and Dustin (2029)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was looking for Meadow, and while he wasn't sure he'd find her here... he decided to check anyway.|time=00:06, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:26, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was supposed to be patrolling the greenhouses, but found herself entertained by the swaying tentacles of a handful of Flitterbloom plants.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled when he saw Meadow and he moved behind her, gently resting his hands on her waist. "Hey, beautiful."|time=01:27, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:30, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gasped the moment a hand touched her waist, her eyes went wide and she tensed up. She recognized the voice, and relaxed, but she wasn't sure who was luckier here, Dustin or her.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt her tense and he immediately released his hands. "Sorry," he said, holding them up in surrender. "I didn't mean to scare you."|time=01:31, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow turned to face him that slight look of fear still in her eyes.* "I was ready to physically fight you until I recognized your voice."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "It would've been a massacre on your end, as there was no way I'd have been able to hurt you."|time=01:34, August 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head sighing through her nose.* "While that is a compliment. It's not the best one I've ever heard." *She smiled back.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He moved in a bit closer, putting his hands on her waist again. "And what would be a better one?"|time=01:37, August 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:39, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You started out well, with your words anyways. Just not so much with your actions, behind my back, and without permission."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, going a little red. "I'm sorry."|time=01:40, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's okay. You didn't know any better. Now you do."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "But you're right, I should've asked permission, and I'm sorry."|time=01:43, August 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:45, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Dustin, it's okay. I've already forgiven you. Obviously. You're not bleeding or fatally wounded."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Alright. I'll stop apologizing." He smiled down at her. "Happy New Year."|time=01:46, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Happy New Year." *She smiled again spreading her arms out wide, and throwing them over his shoulders.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "And I promise, I didn't get you anything for Christmas," he said with a slightly teasing grin.|time=01:49, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:51, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's brow furrowed.* "Oh. Really? That's... that's so disappointing?" *She frowned.* "I got you something."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= His jaw dropped slightly. "What? After... the whole... what?"|time=01:53, August 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="After everything you said I... I thought it'd be a nice gesture. Was I wrong?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He furrowed his brow. "After everything you said.... I thought if I showed up with one, it'd be... insulting, or unwanted."|time=01:56, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:00, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You'd be right. Not so much insulting, but unwanted. Because I don't want material objects from you. You said you like having things. So? I thought ..." *She grimaced feeling incredibly stupid.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Isn't it... kind of one-sided if you're allowed to get me things, but I can't get you stuff?"|time=02:01, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:03, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I think so." *She rolled her eyes.* "You said you like having things to mark special occasions. I was just trying to do something nice for you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What'd you get me?" he asked, trying to just... ignore the awkwardness.|time=02:03, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It doesn't matter now. You can't have it." *She shook her head, and crossed her arms over her chest.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt really bad, and it showed all over his face... but the situation was so wrought with... discomfort... that he didn't know how to respond.|time=02:09, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:13, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow felt bad, she wasn't sure who was more at fault her or him. She wanted to blame him, but she really couldn't.* "It's a beanie. Shaped like a knight helmet with a removable face guard."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Where'd you get that idea?"|time=02:16, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:17, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="This guy I like. He told me a really cute story once, and it stuck with me."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned slightly. "Should I have gotten you something to match, fair maiden?"|time=02:20, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:23, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No." *She chuckled shaking her head.* "That probably would have made this exchange even more awkward than it already was."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "If I kiss you, does it make things better?"|time=02:24, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It'll make me feel better temporarily. Afterwards I'll go back to feeling like an idiot."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Maybe if the kiss lingers then..." he said with a bit of a smile as he pressed his lips against hers.|time=02:27, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rubbed her lips together trying not to laugh before their lips met.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He wrapped both arms around her, pulling her in close to him as he continued to kiss her.|time=02:32, August 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow happily let Dustin pull her closer forgetting her previous fear of being the prefect who gets caught snogging.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He continued kissing her for several long moments before pulling away, breathing heavily, and a silly grin plastered on his face-- all awkwardness forgotten.|time=02:40, August 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow willing let herself be entranced by Dustin, she would chastise herself for letting that happen later. When he broke the kiss she pulled further away putting a few fingers from the back of her hand to her lips, blushing ever so slightly.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I'm glad I get to start 2030 with you," he said, in a low voice.|time=02:44, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That was a really good way to start. Why wouldn't you be glad?" *She laughed.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Can't think of any reason why not," he said before reuniting their lips again.|time=02:47, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:50, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow kissed Dustin back. She put one of her hands around the back of his neck, and the other on the back of his head pulling his face a little closer to hers.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He deepened the kiss ever so slightly, resting his hands lightly on her hips, resisting a few different impulses firing through his brain.|time=02:51, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow giggled somewhere in the process of Dustin putting his hands on her hips. She wasn't able to regain her composure not for lack of trying.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled away, a bit confused by her giggling.|time=02:55, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:57, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's just, you never put your hands on my hips before." *She took his hands, and placed them on her waist.* "You're usually here."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked a bit baffled. "I... I guess, yeah. I..." he wasn't really able to think clearly right now.|time=02:58, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:00, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled softly, then gave Dustin a few quick pecks on the lips.* "I'm sorry." *She wrinkled her nose.* "I'm not used to any of this."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And.... I probably... got ahead of myself," he said, going a bit red.|time=03:01, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled, her gaze moving bashfully from the ground to his eyes.* "I'm not complaining." *She bit her lip.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt his heart speed up and he swallowed. "Still..." he said. "Probably... better that we uhm... don't. I mean... not here. And... it'd be a bit... hasty, don't you think?"|time=03:05, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:08, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head.* "No. I mean yes. You're absolutely right. This is a completely inappropriate environment for... anything not Herbology related. In the back of mind I know that, despite how I might feel, that's probably why I started to giggle."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "My old man would've killed me if I... did anything like that without a ring on your finger, anyhow."|time=03:10, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:14, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Good to know one of you has morals." *She joked.* "Besides who's to say I would have let it get that far?" *She had to look away, with how easily he swayed her to begin with she didn't even know if she was lying.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "There is that, too."|time=03:15, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:17, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="We've only been on one date. Let's not even think about moving so fast."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Right. We should... go on more dates. Can I interest you in a date to the kitchens where we find some punch to ring in the new year?" he asked, cracking a grin.|time=03:19, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow narrowed her eyes slightly, and A smile parted her lips as she laughed.* "I wouldn't call that a date, but you did in fact did pique my interest." *She nodded slipping one of her hands into his.* "Do you want to lead the way?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Maybe we can clarify what a date is over punch," he said, squeezing her hand and leaning in to give her another kiss.|time=03:30, August 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:00, August 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyed him again.* "You're so cute. You think it needs clarification." *She teased him before closing the gap, pressing her lips against his.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He lingered for a moment before squeezing her hand, and walking out of the greenhouses, in the direction of the kitchens.|time=00:05, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Arithmancy Professor's Office=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:57, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow did everything in her power, sans magic, to decorate for the occasion. She affixed white and blue streamers almost everywhere trying to mimic water. She had even constructed a couple of papier-mâché sailboats, and anchors because it seemed like a nice idea in her head. Looking at them she was starting to regret it. Although it was too late to second guess her decisions now. Dustin would probably arrive any minute.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He arrived on time, in the spot that Meadow had told him. He knocked on the door, walking in. "Hey." A smile slowly formed over his face. "What... is all this?"|time=01:59, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:10, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow ran to him, tossing her arms around his neck.* "Happy Birthday!" *She smiled before biting her lip, and taking his hands pulling him further into the room.* "After that to gift or not to gift thing, I thought this might be an okay way to celebrate. Just you, and me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned as he let her lead him into the room. "It's... it's all really cool, Meadow. Thanks." He smiled at her, a bit sheepishly.|time=02:12, August 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip again.* "I did actually get you something too. But it's nothing special. Everyone should get a gift on their birthday... so." *She let him go moving over toward the table to pick up a small package.*
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OOC She got him magnetic putty in blue.}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He opened the packaging and poked his finger in it. "Is it magical?" he asked, withdrawing his finger quickly. "Should I be... careful with my appendages?"|time=02:31, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed shaking her head.* "That's a muggle product you have there. No worries about how it might react to you... unless you happen to be a magnet. I mean, I find you attractive." *She smiled, shrugging and twisting her foot into the ground.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Well, that's convenient, because I find you very attractive as well."|time=02:44, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:48, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pressed her lips together trying not too smile to wide.* "Maybe the putty is a little more special then I thought it would be."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, setting the putty down on a the desk in the room, and put his arms around her. "This is all amazing, thank you."|time=14:46, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:17, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned putting her arms around him as well.* "You're welcome. You... you deserve it." *She shrugged, wrinkling her nose.* "But... I can do better. I will do better. Next year. You'll see."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "Meadow... you are what makes this the best."|time=01:31, August 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:59, August 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Dustin, you're making me blush." *She turned away biting her lip.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He hesitated, but there was still a smile on his face. "Is that... a bad thing?"|time=14:13, August 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged peeking back up at him.* "My cheeks will be all pink, and I'll look like a doofus."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "There is no way you could ever look like a doofus."|time=00:34, September 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:51, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I almost want to prove you wrong. Something tells me that would be a really bad idea."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "You're too pretty to be a doofus."|time=00:52, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:54, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Then you've been blinded by my looks."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I'm okay with that."|time=00:54, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:58, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I had no idea you were this shallow." *She joked.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "There's lots of other wonderful things about you. But I know you're too pretty to ever look like a doofus. If that makes be blind... I guess I'm okay with that."|time=01:01, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:09, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed. She already knew Dustin was sweet, all he was doing now was making her fall even harder for him.* "It does make you blind, at least I think so. If you can't see me being a doofus you won't ever see the real me. Just the sparkly version that you liked enough to ask on a date."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned slightly. "But... the real you is... amazing."|time=01:11, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:18, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="The real me is a huge dork, who always has to win. Apparently though, I'm also very pretty."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Silly me, I've forgotten already that I'm supposed to just accept that I'll never win."|time=01:23, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Clearly you did." *She nodded wrinkling her nose.* "I don't mind being amazing though. You win as far as that's concerned."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and leaned in to press a kiss to her lips.|time=01:29, September 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow closed her eyes, and gently let her lips touch his.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= The kiss was gentle at first... slowly becoming deeper as he wrapped his arms around her.|time=01:35, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pulled back as the intensity of the kiss changed, but as her arms were wrapped around Dustin's neck their lips wouldn't be parting anytime soon.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= As she pulled him in, he instinctively moved closer, slowly guiding her over towards the desk, until she was backed up against it.|time=01:45, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:53, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had some trouble walking backwards while keeping her lips pressed against Dustin's lips. She tried not to think about that, she didn't want him to suddenly think she was a bad kisser.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He parted for just a brief moment. "I... if I were stronger, I'd have tried to be all smooth and... lift you up on the desk to sit... but I'm not that smooth." He paused. "Plus, I don't... even know if you'd have liked a move like that. Which is why.... I'm using way too many words now to ask."|time=01:57, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pressed her lips together taking the time it gave her to catch her breath.* "I wish I could tell you I know that I would've like it, or even that I wouldn't. I really don't know. So I can't say with any confidence one way or the other." *She bit her lip.* "Maybe, the next time you feel like doing something smooth, go ahead and try it. If I don't like what you're doing I'll let you know."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "But I don't want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable."|time=02:06, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:12, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I wouldn't want you too either, but if I'm not sure about something we should find out. Right?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and he placed his hands on her waist, gently lifting her so she was sitting on the desk.|time=02:14, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:22, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow held onto his shoulders for dear life. She wanted him to take the suggestion she hadn't meant right this moment.* "Strength was not something you should've been worried about..."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled a bit bashfully before moving closer to her, resuming their kiss.|time=02:32, September 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:09, September 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow kissed him softly running her hands along his shoulders clasping them behind his head.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He continued kissing her for several long moments, before pulling away, breathing heavily as he smiled down at her.|time=14:38, September 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:01, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyes fluttered open slowly, she looked up at Dustin and smiled back tucking some hair behind her ear which proceeded to fall onto her face.* "Play a game with me?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, intrigued. "What kind of game?"|time=04:22, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:13, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Something like a word game. It's called 5 Things."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He moved so he was sitting on the desk next to her. "Alright. How's it work?"|time=14:44, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:34, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took his hand.* "Easy. We start with a topic, like ... favorite books, or biggest fears. Then we name 5 of them."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Alright, uhm...." he was coming up a bit blank. "You go first."|time=22:58, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:09, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed.* "Okay. 5 things I... would do on my perfect day. Spend time with you. Play the violin. Go swimming. Make chocolate churros. And... watch the sunset."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, thinking over his list. "Spend time with you... get to see my Dad... Hang out with Chris... Eat a large, wonderful meal," he grinned at the thought of all these things. "And... I don't know... win a game of Gobstones?"|time=23:11, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:21, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled but she wondered if he only chose her first, because of what she had already chose him first.* "Why am I not surprised you'd want to eat?" *She turned away to laugh before looking back at him.* "Gobstones though? I... really wasn't expecting that. I didn't even know you knew how to play."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grimaced. "I try. I'm not very good."|time=23:24, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:25, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="At least you try. I've only ever been willing to watch."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "When I became magical, I wanted to learn their board games."|time=23:28, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:31, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled as well, she thought it was cute.* "Then you probably learned to play Wizard's Chess too."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I'm better at that, since Muggles have it too."|time=23:35, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:37, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm terrible. I can't seem to remember the rules about how all the pieces move."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "It can take some learning."|time=23:38, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:42, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Tell me about it. That's why I'm a checkers type of girl."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Maybe we should play checkers sometime."|time=23:44, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:50, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So you can hear me tell you to Queen me?" *She laughed.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He gave her a bemused look. "What? The term is... king me."|time=23:52, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:53, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know that, Dustin. But, I'm not a King. Even with a crown I would be... a queen."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "You... aren't the... royalty. It's... the piece."|time=23:54, September 2, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:56, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed.* "I know, but... never mind." *She shook her head.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Alright... five favorite colors. Mine would be... blue, green... yellow... black and... red."|time=23:57, September 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:59, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Does iridescent count as a color?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm.... sure? I feel like that's more of an adjective for a color than a color itself?"|time=00:00, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:59, September 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay, that's a no." *She tried to think of some alternative.* "Then... pale green... mauve... silver... blue... and pink? I guess."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, tucking that in the back of his mind.|time=00:06, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:08, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That was harder than it should have been. I only have one favorite, and you wouldn't even let me use it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked a bit sheepish. "I'm sorry."|time=00:11, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:12, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't be. Even though it was pretty simple it was still a good question. Since I had to think about it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "That would make it your turn."|time=00:13, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:16, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="5 places you want to visit before you die. I'm going with Italy, New York, Greece, Bolivia, and ...Croatia."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "America, Egypt. Greece. Australia and..... China."|time=00:21, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I would've said China, or Japan. But there is this place in Croatia. This National Park that I just have to see for myself."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What's there?" he asked curiously.|time=00:26, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:29, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed because of how predictable it was of her.* "Lakes. But they are absolutely beautiful the way they spill through tree tops only to pool together again."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "That does sound like a cool thing to see."|time=00:30, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:32, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I just hope I'm not exaggerating it in my mind." *She shrugged.* "Can I ask why you picked China?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "The magical history. Ancient Chinese wizards sound like they'd have been a cool bunch."|time=00:34, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:37, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You want to learn some of their Ancient Chinese secrets. That would be pretty cool." *She smiled.* "I think it's your turn."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Five things you hope to do before graduating school?"|time=00:40, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:42, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's head jerked back, she didn't know where to start with that one.* "You... you didn't answer your own question."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Uhm... I'd love to find some kind of secret passage. There's gotta be one. I'd like to figure out what my future career is. Maybe swim in the Black Lake. Pass my OWLs," he added with a laugh. "And... maybe get Head Boy?"|time=00:48, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:54, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried not to laugh, a few of those were obviously hers as well.* "I definitely want to pass my OWLS, and NEWTs. I'll count them both as one. I'd like to be Prefect again in seventh year. I want to see what my patronus is, if I even have one. I think I want duel for Slytherin at least once. ... I really want to teach little kids to play violin."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked at her curiously. "You haven't produced a Patronus yet?"|time=00:57, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow frowned, she felt like he was insinuating something, which was entirely her fault for bringing it up.* "I've never actually tried before. Have you?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I've only been getting shields so far. But..." he grinned slightly. "I bet I could get a corporeal one now."
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OOC: Aaaaand now I have to figure out what his Patronus would be. xD|time=01:02, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:06, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow raised a brow, she was a bit surprised by the sudden cockiness.* "Really? ... What form do you think it would take?"
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OOC: Happy hunting. Let me know if you need some spirit animal resources. :D}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Absolutely no idea. Do you wanna try?"|time=01:07, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:10, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head no. She had zero interest in embarrassing herself if she wasn't able to do it correctly.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled out his wand, remembering their first few kisses. A little smile spread across his face. "Expecto Patronum!"|time=01:14, September 3, 2016 (UTC)~}} {{GM|name=Ckohrs0221|time=01:14, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|text= A large animal exploded from his wand... and a buck took form, walking around the room in front of them.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:16, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow watched him quietly so as not to distract him. When she saw that he was right, and he managed to actually conjure a corporeal form her mouth fell open in awe. It was beautiful.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Well... I guess... it's... a deer. Well... more of a buck, really."|time=01:18, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:21, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded and shook her head simultaneously, she was still trying to find her voice to speak the words in her head.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked over at her, pocketing his wand as the buck faded, placing a hand on her knee. "What's on your mind?"|time=01:24, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow brushed some hair behind her ear.* "You actually freaking did it. And you made it look easy."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled at her. "It... it was easy... when I was thinking about you."|time=01:28, September 3, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head not sure she heard him right.* "You... thought of me? I'm... I'm your happy memory?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Easily."|time=01:32, September 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:36, September 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked away hiding a demure smile.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and nudged her with his shoulder. "C'mon. Give it a go."|time=18:40, September 3, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pulled out her wand, she thought about the first time Dustin called her cute. She grinned remembering just today when he said: ... you are what makes this the best.* "Expecto Patronum!"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He watched her performing the spell... really hoping she managed it.
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OOC: Are you expecting me to GM?! xD|time=01:37, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:42, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to envision the same light she had seen from Dustin's Patronus, as she slid of the desk concentrating as hard as she could on how those memories she shared with him made her feel.* 
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OOC: I really do not mind either way, please do not feel obligated to do so.}}
{{GM|name=Ckohrs0221|time=[[User talk:Ckohrs0221|Love sought is good,]] [[User:Ckohrs0221|but giv'n unsought is better.]] 01:45, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|text= The harder Meadow concentrated, the stronger the shield became, slowly morphing into a Corporeal Patronus.}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He squinted. "I think you got it, Meadow! What... what shape is it?"|time=01:45, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow dropped her wand looking to him with uncertainty.* "... I think it was... a doe?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He gawked slightly. "What would the odds be that my Patronus is a buck, and yours is a doe?"|time=02:45, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow, scrunching her face.* "It might have been a frog. I'm not really sure if it was even a thing."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Give it another go?"|time=02:53, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:58, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gave him an apprehensive look.* "You think I should?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "If you want to. But you did it just then, I'm sure you could do it again."|time=03:01, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=~~~~~|Meadow=*Meadow nodded biting her lip. She pulled her wand again, thought solely of Dustin this time, concentrating so hard on him she could feel the first time he put his arms around her. Remembering back to before she knew him, when she used to call him Davin she chuckled softly.* "Expecto Patronum!"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "That's.... that's a doe."
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OOC: It changed for him?! xD Wow.|time=03:14, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:19, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow held out for a short while just to be sure before dropping her wand.*
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OOC: Technically speaking (from my perspective) it did. :P}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned proudly. "I knew you could do it, Meadow."|time=03:22, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:24, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I wouldn't have been able to do it if you weren't here with me." *She grinned back tucking her wand away.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I'm happy to help," he said before leaning in to press a kiss to her lips.|time=03:25, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:29, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pushed herself back up into a seated position on the desk, in effort to be closer to him, before letting their lips touch.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt the impulse to break the kiss and ask if what he wanted to do was okay.... but the last time she hadn't wanted that. He decided to let the impulse go for now, and instead scooted closer to her, moving his fingers through her hair as he continued to kiss her.|time=03:34, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:41, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow couldn't focus on anything else except flittering of the butterflies in her stomach. Kissing Dustin wasn't bad, and she was always going to like it. She knew that when she pulled away to smile at him before resuming their kiss. Somehow, at least in this moment, it felt different. Somewhere deep inside her she that feelings she was having meant something significant.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled at her when they'd parted, his gaze gentle. He finally decided to just go for it. He gently moved his arms around her legs, pulling them across his lap as he continued to kiss her.|time=03:44, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow let out a little squeal at his forcefulness, at which point she laughed at herself. She pulled it together quickly, and gently reached out to caress Dustin's face before putting her lips back where they belong, bringing them even closer together then they already were.*}}
{{Bradley|Brad= He was doing rounds, and he'd heard Meadow's squeal so he opened the door and frowned. "Maestro, James... care to explain what's going on?"|time=03:59, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:05, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow slid her legs off of Dustin at the speed of light, or as fast as humanly possible.* "Professor Carter!" *She was absolutely horrified to have been caught and what it might mean.* "... We were... I needed... and he was just..." *She stumbled through some sort of excuse, slipping off the desk her face steadily reddening with embarrassment.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He stood up, stepping in front of Meadow. "Entirely my fault, professor."|time=04:06, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}} {{Bradley|Brad= Though he admittedly found this situation hilarious, he was keeping a neutral expression on his face. "Empty offices aren't open grounds for snogging."|time=04:06, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:12, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know, Professor." *She grimaced moving to stand beside but not behind Dustin.* "We are both to blame for this... indiscretion. Myself more so than him." *She cringed having to word it in such a way, but she wasn't willing to let Dustin take the fall.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "She did it for my birthday. I mean... the decorations." He said, waving a hand about.|time=04:15, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}} {{Bradley|Brad= "Clean it up and... find somewhere else to be?" he asked in a long-suffering voice.|time=04:15, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:18, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded obediently, but did feel a small stone falling into a pit of fear that Carter might say something else.* "Professor? Could I speak with you... privately?"}}
{{Bradley|Brad= He quirked an eyebrow and looked at Dustin, waiting for him to leave.|time=04:19, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He caught the glance and looked at Meadow. "Like... now?"|time=04:19, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:25, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked back at Dustin trying not to be so obvious with her shrug. She was hoping to get a scheduled time later, but now would have to do.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Right I'll just, uhm...." he awkwardly walked past the professor and out of the room.|time=04:26, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:29, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was overcome with hesitation as she watched Dustin leave. She had trouble looking the Carter in the eye.* "Professor, firstly I want to say I'm sorry you witnessed that lapse in judgement just now. I... also wanted to speak with you... about one the students from your house."}}
{{Bradley|Brad= "Which student?"|time=04:31, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:34, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="His name is Summers. Peter Summers."}}
{{Bradley|Brad= "What about Mr. Summers?"|time=04:35, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:38, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow forcing herself to look the Professor in the eye.* "I'm bringing up an old topic. But, he attacked me, he hexed me to be specific."}}
{{Bradley|Brad= "How long ago?" he asked frowning.|time=04:40, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:43, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="During the break over Christmas."}} {{Bradley|Brad= He paused, then his expression softened just a bit. "Why didn't you report it before now?"|time=04:47, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:56, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... I wasn't hurt terribly, mildly embarrassed, and he helped me reverse the spell after I warned him never ever to Hex me again."}} {{Bradley|Brad= He nodded slowly. "So why report it now?"|time=04:57, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:02, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It hasn't happened again, but he seems to think of me as his rival. I warned him, and I'm fully prepared to defend myself against him. That might have provoked him... I wanted to know what you think I should do if there is a next time. Should I bring him to you even if I think he's likely to disregard punishment?"}}
{{Bradley|Brad= He nodded. "Absolutely. It's not your place, even as a Prefect, to deal with him yourself. Let the staff handle it. That's our job."|time=05:04, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:06, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded again, averting her gaze, and lowering her head submissively.* "Yes, sir."}}
 {{Bradley|Brad= He frowned. "Ms. Maestro, we're on your side. If he attacked you, it's on the staff to make sure it doesn't happen again. Not you."|time=05:08, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:11, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded once more.* "We may have been engaged in a verbal altercation prior to... the incident." *She was hesitant to admit it, but if Summers were questioned she was sure he would have included that in his version of the events.*}}
{{Bradley|Brad= He raised his eyebrows. "Describe."|time=05:14, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:18, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow frowned.* "He implied that he was better than me to which I suggested that he might be delusional, and I may have hinted at him being pathetic. Then he hexed me."}} {{Bradley|Brad= He nodded, planning on getting Peter's side of things later. "Did you retaliate?" he asked, with his eyebrow raised.|time=05:20, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:24, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head no.* "No sir. He caught me off guard. If I'd have seen it coming I ...might have defended myself."}}
{{Bradley|Brad= He nodded. "Thank you for informing me."|time=05:26, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:28, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thank you, for speaking with me. Sir."}}
{{Bradley|Brad= He nodded. "Clean up the mess in here, please, Ms. Maestro," he said before exiting.|time=05:30, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:32, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow put a little pep in her step tearing down streamers with at the second request to clean up.* "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He'd been waiting around the corner and when he saw Professor Carter exit, he'd waited a few minutes and then come back in. "Want help?"|time=05:36, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:41, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared surprised to see Dustin come back. She didn't expect him to hang around after being dismissed by Carter, and she smiled at him.* "Of course, you don't have to help though."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "How can I help?"|time=05:42, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:45, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Help me carry the sailboats, and anchors down to the dungeons?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, moving to grab the items she'd requested, gathering them in his arms.|time=05:48, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=~~~~~|Meadow=*Meadow balled up the pile of the streamers, and picked up the last couple of sailboats Dustin couldn't possibly be able to hold before snagging the gift she brought him and tucking it away.* "Okay... I think that's all of it. We should go."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, exiting the office in the direction of the dungeons.|time=14:30, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:39, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks for coming back." *She reminded herself to find a way to thank him again later.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I wasn't going to just leave you there to get chewed out by Carter."|time=14:42, September 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:47, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="We got off lucky with clean up and get out. Have you ever met your Head of House? You've met mine, and I only want one-on-ones with her on my terms."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "Hufflepuff's got a new one this year."|time=14:49, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:59, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And would you like your visit to her office to be for what we were doing?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grimaced. "Of course not. That would just be awkward."
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OOC: I don't know. I tried to end it. You kept going. :P|time=14:59, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:04, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned in her rightness trying not to think about Carter, and Summers.* "Precisely."
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OOC I am afraid to assume you ended things now. In case Dustin was going to do/say something. #THEEND}}
=Viaduct Entrance=
Meadow and Cecilia (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:28, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was on patrol even though it was Saturday, and technically, these were not school hours. She probably should have taken a break from being Prefect, but Meadow Maestro never actually did that weekend or holiday. She crossed the Viaduct headed over to the Stone Circle.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:31, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=Cecilia would be walking around Hogwarts as if she was new, which she wasn't. But her height... was making things difficult, because now there's a lot more to see than when she was 5'8.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:28, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took notice of Cecilia which was hard not to do lately. She smiled not really able to help the jokes that come to mind whenever she sees how tall she's gotten.* "Amazon Queen? How's the weather up there? Is it colder? Or is it slightly warmer because you're closer to the sun?" *This was actually her way of being friendly. She did address her with the title if Queen, to be fair.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:42, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd look down and at Meadow, then giggle. "Weather's pretty good up here. How is it down there?" she'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:48, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="The Empress of Sunshine and Chocolate down here on Earth gives this whole cold weather BS another month. Tops." *She laughed.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:52, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She can't help but laugh. Once she stopped however, she'd grin. "You still think I might be a giant?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:02, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I said Amazon. I think that would still make you a full human." *She corrected.* "Is there something wrong with Giants?* *She grinned back.* "It would be sort of cool to be part-Human. Wouldn't it?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:04, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=Still grinning, "I know you said that. I was just asking. But truth be told, it would be cool."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:07, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is there such a thing as wizarding blood tests? For baby mama's that don't know who the daddy is? ... I guess that's paternity but it's the same thing. Right?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:08, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Probably? I'm not really sure... I know for like a metamorphagus, they display their traits very early, but I have no clue..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:13, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose.* "... I'm not going to ask all sort of rude questions because I think they would be funny. But I want to." *She restrained herself in favor of better judgement.* "Have you had your meeting the Head of Hufflepuff yet?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:15, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd raise an eyebrow. "Last time I checked, I'm pretty sure that I'm a Gryffindor." she'd correct. "And no, not yet."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:19, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed.* "Right. I keep forgetting that. You and Albertson I swear, the only Hufflepuffs who are actually Gryffindors. Anyways, why not? Procrastinate much?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:22, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd offer a grin. "Why would my future sister be a Hufflepuff? She feels more Gryffindor than me." she'd joke. "And because, well... I'm not sure about explaining to Carter what I want to do."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:26, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed.* "Right. The Olympian thing. I'd forgotten all about that." *She chuckled to herself wondering she would need to warn Dustin about that kind of thing. Probably not after Carter caught them.* "You don't have to explain anything, he's supposed to help you make a decision."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:29, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=Awkwardly, "Err... what?" She then realizes that she forgot to mention something. "I never did tell you that my uncle who's a famous Quidditch player is getting married to Christine's sister, did I?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:26, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. I thought you meant.... never mind." *She rolls her eyes, this was why she didn't participate in gossip. She didn't know anything about people and their personal lives.* "The Seeker? Her sister I mean. Which uncle did she marry? I know you have two famous Reicherts' in the family, but honestly, I thought they were identical twins because I can't tell them apart."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:35, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I only have one uncle, and he's none other than Leif Reichert. And they'll be marrying in the summer. But yes, the bride is the former Seeker for Puddlemere, Hazel Albertson."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:43, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Leizel how cute. Are they going to name their first kid Lisel? That would be so adorable I might die." *She joked.* "Tell them I said congratulations, or don't. It would probably be weird."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:47, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You know, they told the wedding will be in the summer, but they never said it's too early to invite, so... I'm inviting you to come to the wedding. I know this isn't like super formal, but I'll make sure you get a wedding invite."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:50, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks. I've never been to a wedding before. Can I... can I bring a date?" *That was the strangest series of words to come out of her mouth, but she probably wouldn't go without Dustin. Even if Cecilia would be there, she was going to be surrounded by family, and friends.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:56, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="But, of course. I'd say that you might be a guest of honor, but then, I don't know if getting invited by one of the bridesmaids is considered an invitation for a guest of honor."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:01, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. Guest of Honor. Even if it's not possible for me to be there don't tell me that. It'll go straight to my head." *She waited a beat.* "Too late. It already did. And I don't even know what it means." *She laughed.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:06, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle. "It's a fancy way to say VIP. You and your date will both be considered Guests of Honor."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:08, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. Even better. Maybe not for him, but I was already liking the way it sounds before you added those fancy letters to it."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:28, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well, do expect a formal wedding invite soon though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:39, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I will. I don't get invited to wedding where I'm the Guest of Honor everyday."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:42, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Now that I told you about it, let me tell you another funny story. Leizel is actually expecting soon as well."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:47, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Shut up!" *She shoves Cecilia which means less than nothing simply based on height. That, and this violinist probably couldn't hurt a fly without using magic.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:49, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign being pushed back just to make Meadow feel better. "I'm serious!"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:48, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is it a girl?" *The deception of being moved by Meadow's strength, or lack thereof, was successful.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:37, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="No idea yet. But what we do know about the little one is that they'll play Quidditch later in life."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Why's that? Because Leizel's orgins story begins there? What if baby Lisel isn't a quidditch girl? Or what if Leif Jr. doesn't like flying? Would they even allow that to happen?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:16, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle at all of Meadow's questions. "No, it's because my dad's family has Quidditch written all over it. My dad has played Quidditch once, my uncle plays Quidditch, my grandpa played Quidditch for a small time, my great-grandpa retired from Quidditch a while ago, and I don't need to go on."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay, I got it now. So? Because it seems like a preternatural ability to play quidditch runs in the family that means everyone has to play? What if ... bare with me. What if their baby is different?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:13, September 11, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You know, anything's possible. I wasn't much into Quidditch when I was younger, but eventually I got into it, so maybe that could happen."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:11, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That would probably be nice for them. To have this kid who hates something that brought them together only for shim or sher to end up loving it like they do. ...I should write that down." *She nodded.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:47, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Only if you want to."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:49, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm not much of writer. If I could find the right words it sounds like it could be in a greeting card."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:02, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You're probably better at writing than I am."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:06, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Doubt it. I can't even write the sort of poetry that rhymes. What kind of poem doesn't rhyme?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:09, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="No one said poems had to rhyme. There are poems that don't rhyme."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:10, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know that. But are they any good? Probably not. Why? Because they don't rhyme."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:16, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="No two people have the same taste in poetry you know."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:21, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know. That's why poems that don't rhyme are still called poems and not letters, or just words."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:23, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I could never think of it that way."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:18, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No two people have the same taste in poetry." *She smirked.* "I think you said that."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=15:13, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I did say that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:31, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Did you like how I threw it back at you? I thought it was clever." *She grinned.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:49, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="It was clever." She'd giggle now that she thinks about it.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:25, September 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know it was. You walked right into that like it was a spider web."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=15:10, September 14, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I probably do that too often and don't realize it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:25, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What? Walk into word traps or spider webs?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:37, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Word traps."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:38, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Me too. But in reverse. I set myself up, and people sort of push me in."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:52, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd tilt her head. While these two were talking, something was slowly getting to Cecilia's mind. But this isn't the time or the place for it, so... "That didn't happen this time."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:54, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know, right?" *She grinned again, chuckling just a little.* "It's almost weird for me how well that worked out just now. usually I end up feeling like a total doofus."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:59, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=Okay, she really can't hold herself no more. "Hey, Meadow. I know you kinda have a boyfriend and all... but answer me this. If a girl told you that she likes you, how would you react?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:04, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow. She sure didn't know Dustin was 'kind of' her boyfriend, the more she thought on that she hoped Cecilia 'was' talking about Dustin and not the stupid idiot from before.* "I... I don't know. I guess...my reaction depends on who the girl is?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:10, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well, umm... if I told you that I asked that because I feel that way, would you believe me?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:13, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stood there in silence before she broke it with an awkward laugh.* "Whaaaaaaaat? No you don't. You're just... pulling my leg. Right?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:16, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I actually mean it. I don't know how to explain it, but... I really do feel that way."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:19, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow broke eye contact.* "I'm not... like that, so, I really don't know what to say."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:27, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="It's fine if... you don't feel the same. I just felt like I should tell you about it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:29, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay, but. ...Why? You said you knew I kind of have a boyfriend. Why tell me something like that?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:31, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I know, but... I just couldn't stop myself from doing it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:32, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess that's okay. It probably would've gotten awkward if you never said anything."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:41, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="It might have. But I get that you actually have a boyfriend, and I respect that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:45, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If I wasn't seeing someone... things might have gone a little differently. But. You know. I have Dustin."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:55, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Right."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:56, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stood there in silence not knowing what she was supposed to say.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:58, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I do wish for all the best with Dustin though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:15, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... thanks? That was super weird Ceci." *She laughs.* "But thanks anyway."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:17, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I guess I still have a little weird in me." she'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:21, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're not the only one." *She shook her head a little smile on her face.* "We all do."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:25, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd smile as well. "Of course we do."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:27, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess your weird is more obvious. You know? Because you're so freaking tall."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:30, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well, can't do anything now that I'm the Amazon Queen."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:34, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're really just going to embrace that nickname I gave you?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:36, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd laugh a little. "Yeah, why?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:39, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Because I'm notorious for giving people $#^% nicknames. There's Chocolate Frog Friend, Poppy the Puppy, Duchess, Therapy Bear, oh right. And Stupid Idiot. I guess you got one of the good ones."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:44, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I don't know about you, but Amazon Queen sounds like a really cool nickname."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:48, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's why I said you got one of the good ones. Lucky you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:51, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Guess being six feet tall has benefits."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:53, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Other than looking like an adult... what are those benefits again?" *She joked.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=23:59, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle. "You already named one."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:04, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Right. Yeah, that is a pretty good one. Have you tried it on any firsties yet?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:05, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="No, but should I?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:07, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... Just to see if they fall for it. Don't tell anyone I told you to do it though."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:09, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Don't worry. It'll be all natural, just like it happened with you."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:13, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Seriously. I didn't even recognize you. You and Mathia used to be so little, so tiny. But, that was five years ago."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:14, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="We were. I still like to think I'm small, when I'm not."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:16, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What are you talking about Ceci? You are small. Small like a baby Giant." *She laughed.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:18, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd laugh as well. "I see what you did there."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:20, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sorry. That always comes to mind when I see you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:22, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I don't blame you at all. I've gotten used to it by now."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="How tall are you anyways? I think you might have a few inches on my dad."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:35, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Last time I checked, 6'1."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You beat him by an inch. Oh man, I can't wait to tell him that."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:39, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Wow, your dad's six feet too?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:25, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeah, but I take after my mom. I look exactly like her, so, I'm sort of short like her too."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:19, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I resemble my mother too. Just that she isn't as tall as me though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:17, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It sounds like you dwarf your mom, and your dad too. Just by a little bit though."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:58, September 18, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Both my parents are around 5'9 so yeah."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:58, September 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You just said 'your dad's six feet too'. Oh. You meant six feet like you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:18, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd nod. "Yep, I meant your father being six feet like me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:21, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rolled her eyes. Asking the obvious made her feel like a simpleton.* "Of course you did."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:22, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I can't do anything to change the fact that you may have thought something else."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You could speak more clearly. For example. You could have said you dad's six feet, like me?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:27, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd tilt her head. "In that case, I'm sorry for being too vague with my question."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:32, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Apology accepted. I'll try not ask redundant questions when the answer has already become obvious."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:35, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Okay, now that we're on the same page... excuse me for asking, but is there any chance that you might go to see the Quidditch World Cup this year?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:44, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... I don't know." *She shrugged indecisively.* "I went to the last one which was intense. I kid you not, at one point I was walking not three steps behind Emily Smith. Emily freaking Smith."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:45, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=Her jaw would drop. "You are not serious."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:57, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm dead serious. We weren't even an ickle firsties yet so I was too scared to ask for her autograph."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:58, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I've always wanted an autograph from a famous Quidditch player that is not my uncle or my soon-to-be aunt."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:00, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled.* "What about their teammates. They played for two different teams at one point didn't they?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:03, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Mmm, I was thinking more of the international players. Speaking of which, did you hear about the Gryffindor VS Ravenclaw game? I heard the Norwegians were around during that game."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose that didn't make a whole lot sense to her being completely unaware of any current connection they have to Hogwarts.* "What were they here at one of our matches for? I thought the Queen of Norway graduated some years ago?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:51, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I don't quite recall correctly, but I think it was a different royal in question playing. A prince."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:50, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*"Oh. Sugar honey ice tea!" *She tried to blink away her disbelief.* "Hogwarts has a Prince? Since when? Who is it?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=15:52, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle. "No, not Hogwarts. A Prince of Norway. And I'm not quite sure who it is."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:54, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Ceci." *Her face falls flat.* "I know that. If Hogwarts had royalty I would be the Empress." *She smirks mildly joking.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=15:56, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle. "And what would I be? Your leading maid?" She'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:01, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow opens her mouth to speak then stops to laugh.* "Your words not mine."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=16:03, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign offense. "But I thought I was the Queen!" she'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:10, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed again, harder this time.* "You were the one who offered to be my maid."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=16:12, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="At least, you'll find me easier, if you need me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:29, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I would call you Glamazon. And you would always look marvelous."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=16:36, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd do a pretty pose. "But am I not stunning enough?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:43, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="But of course, your highness. But as a Glamazon Queen expectations are just through the roof."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=16:45, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well true... but why would I want to sit still and look pretty?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:54, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Who said anything about sitting still? All I want you to do is look good and feel pretty."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:04, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="But I already look good and feel pretty. Unless you want me to be prettier."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:07, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Hey. I didn't sign you up to the leading maid to the Empress of Hogwarts. You did that all by yourself."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:14, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I know, but I would be your prettiest and tallest maid, so if you ever wanted a body double in case of emergency... you couldn't possibly pick me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:17, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took that under consideration. Despite the fact that the conversation got real hypothetical real fast. She still had to make a bold move.* "In that case you're position has been terminated."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:42, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign offense. This was good acting, on both of their parts. "But why would you fire me?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:45, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'd have to. You don't want to wear the uniform, and you've got too much going on leg wise. Do you even have a torso?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:49, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I never said that." She'd place her hands on her hips. "Of course I do. If I didn't have one, I couldn't look like this."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:51, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, and clapped for Ceci nodding her head yes.* "There you go. That's what I wanted to hear." *She grinned.* "You're still fired though."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:54, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign offense. "Wow, you are mean."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:57, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow raised a brow mischievously.* "Shhh. Don't tell anyone."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:00, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I'm totally gonna tell your boyfriend how mean you are."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:01, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose.* "A. He won't believe you. Or B. He already knows."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:06, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="But I'm so pretty. He couldn't possibly not believe me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:08, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow faked a sad face.* "Oh, Ceci. That's so cute. Did he ask you out? No. I don't think he did."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:13, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd pout. "Hmph. That still won't stop me from telling about how mean you are."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:16, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess that means I have to kill you." *She couldn't keep a straight face for long, and she laughed.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:17, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign shock. "You wouldn't." She'd laugh afterwards.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:19, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to stop laughing.* "I'm Prefect, maybe next year. Unless I'm Prefect again."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:21, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I might run for Quidditch Captain. Depends."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:24, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Seriously? It's probably a good time. I think."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:26, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Better now than never. Sakellarios and Dane are both graduating this year, so my chances are very good. Unless I'm contested, which I probably will be."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:31, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You don't know that, Ceci. I don't really know the Gryffindor line up like that. But you have seniority despite not being on the team now. I think your HOH has to take that into consideration. Right?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:33, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="True, but sometimes the better decision is not the eldest student, but one who has been on the team. Which is why I'm just as fine with co-captain."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:36, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay, now you're talking crazy again. Elder students are more mature. Although a veteran player is the wiser choice. Still though. Eww. For real? I mean I guess if you have to. But, co-captaincy?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:37, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Still counts as being in charge of the team. Just sharing the role with someone else."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:40, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="True, but you probably can't make an outright decision unless you've gotten permission from you co-captain. That doesn't sounds like being in charge to me."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:42, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well, there is an element of mutual agreement involved in co-captaincy."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:45, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe." *She nodded.* "Unless you get stuck with some stubborn a-hole who refuses to cooperate."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:47, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Oh Merlin. I cannot imagine getting stuck in that kind of situation."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:48, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took a breath.* "Downside." *She grinned with a slight shrug.* "Now you know why I said ew."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:52, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Good point."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:21, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's fat grin said everything so she didn't have to.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:23, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You win. Again."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:29, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded.* "Yeah I do!"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:31, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Is it ever possible to win against you?" she'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:33, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded like she was going to say yes.* "No."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:35, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You're still mean."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:41, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Still mean, and still right."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:44, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd pout. "That's not fair. You can't be both."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Sorry, not sorry." *She shrugged.* "I already am."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:16, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Let me be something." she'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:17, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You are something." *She smirked.* "You're pretty... tall."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:33, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd grin... until Meadow said tall. "In that case, I'm pretty and tall."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:57, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled hard, and nodded vehemently.* "That's what I said." *She chuckled.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:19, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="You said that I'm pretty tall, not pretty and tall."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:15, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're' being nitpicky. This is why I terminated your position. The 'and' was implied."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:40, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Since when was I nitpicky about anything?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:43, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's mouth fell open.* "Don't. Just. Don't."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:47, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd feign innocence. "I didn't do nothing."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:52, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I can't. With you. Right now. I'm leaving, Glamazon.}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:56, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="Well fine then. I guess I'll see you around, your little highness." It was clear she was fully joking with the last part of that.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:01, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't forget to spell my name right on Leizel's wedding invitation. That's Empress, plus one. E m p r e s s." *She spelled out it out as she disappeared towards the Stone Circle.*}}
=Head of Slytherin's Office=
Meadow and Oriol (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:35, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow knocked thrice.* "Professor?" *She waited patiently glaring hard at the firstie almost daring him to try running from her again.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:35, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol had his arms crossed over his chest. He was thinking about running again, but it wasn't like he knew the dungeons better than a Prefect might.*}}{{Nora|Nora=From her seat behind her desk she flicks her wand, opening the door. Her initial appraisal of the situation--i.e. not good--prompts an internal sigh. "Have a seat, please. What's going on?"|time=18:59, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:03, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol sighs before marching in mock military style, and flopping down into a chair.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:03, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tries not to roll her eyes now that Déonté is present.* "I caught him climbing the Bell Towers, when I told him to come down he not only refused but he started climbing higher. This only days after I caught him in the forest."}}{{Nora|Nora=She nods once before leveling a steely stare at Oriol. "Mister Garza, do you have a decent explanation for your actions?"|time=19:46, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:55, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol furrowed brow. He had to remember that just because she looked like both of his moms she had no idea what to expect with from this kid, except for him to be a Slytherin (her problem) for the next several years.* "I don't know if it's decent." *He shrugged.* "She told me I couldn't climb the towers." *He points to Meadow with a look that says she was somehow the liar here.* "That's just not true. I can climb the towers, I'm just forbidden to. So... that's one excuse. And the forest, well, like I told the other guy. My bird went in there, my owl. And I just wanted to make sure it would come back out."}}{{Nora|Nora=The corner of her lip twitches up, and for a second she almost forgets to not smile. "Nice try, Mister Garza, but as it's clear you understand what she meant when you told you could not climb the towers, I will be giving you a detention for that and for disobeying a prefect regarding actions that put you in direct danger. If you'd like to continue looking for loopholes in things, I suggest you limit yourself to only pointing them out verbally rather than actually using them--at least while you're at school. For the forest, it sounds like you might need to keep a closer eye on your owl. There are larger predators in the forest who might snatch it. Should it happen again, get a teacher to go in with you. You hardly know enough to have a good chance of making it out alive if you encounter some of the nastier residents. I'd like you to write me an essay on why we do not permit students to enter the forest without a teacher. Clear?"|time=22:08, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:15, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol frowned making a stink face.* "But. She already gave me one." *He points to Meadow again.* "Do I really have to have more detention?" *He knew that was a stupid question, it sort of fell out of his mouth. He tried to stay quiet, and nod obediently. But it was pretty much impossible for him to continue to do by the time Déonté gives him the chance to speak again.* "You'd like me to write that essay?" *He wasn't about to be a complete idiot and ask her clearly Does that mean I don't have to write it? because that would have shone that he probably wasn't listening to anything she just told him. And he probably absorbed at least half of it, maybe less.*}}
{{Nora|Nora=She inclines her head knowingly. "How about if you do not write that essay I'll give you three detentions and take fifty points."|time=22:41, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:50, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol stares back at Déonté with a little grin.* "Three detentions and no essay? I'll take it!" *He reaches across the desk trying to shake her hand.* "Deal?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:50, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried not to groan at the horrible thing that just happened. She's got it in her mind that Déonté has something up her sleeve for him if he thinks he's getting off easy with a secondary alternative.*}}{{Nora|Nora=She smiles and shakes his hand. "That's minus fifty for Slytherin and for each of your detentions you will have to write an essay about a different school rule."|time=23:02, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:02, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol="Aw. C'mon!" *His mouth falls open, and he groans like he's in terrible pain. "You tricked me?!" *He snatches back his hand.* "No fair. I should get a do-over."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:02, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned hard. She saw that coming, why couldn't he? Wonder if that's a record for points detracted due to extreme idiocy?*}}
{{Nora|Nora=She manages to contain her laughter to an amused lip-quirk. "I think not. This will be a good lesson for you."|time=10:58, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:05, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol made a sour face.* "But... you cheated." *His brows furrowed.* "It's not a good lesson for me if you cheated to get me to learn it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:05, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was getting annoyed with him, she was another stupid question away from dragging him out by the ear. He already got his punishment, and serious demerits. What more did he want?*}}
{{Nora|Nora="I let you cheat yourself, Mister Garza. Besides, I never agreed that the detentions wouldn't be essays."|time=11:38, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:41, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol opens his mouth to speak to that, but she's right.* "You never agreed they wouldn't." *He realizes much too late she not like his mums at all.*}}{{Nora|Nora="You said you would take three detentions and no essay, not that that was the only condition under which you would accept the deal."|time=14:40, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:44, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol makes another stink face. He's terribly confused.* "What? ... Was I supposed to say that?" *He struggles to understand, then the light bulb visibly goes off and her grins.* "That was the only condition under which I would accept the deal." *He says it defiantly, as if it were the incantation to a spell, he thinks he's got her now.*}}{{Nora|Nora= She gives a little shrug. "I'm sure that's what you implied, but as you did not explicitly state it you are now stuck with three essays."|time=14:51, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:00, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol frowns.* "Stuck? There's nothing else I can do." *He had a Puss in Boots big kitten eyes thing going on. Not using them to plead in a manipulative way, he was just curious for the sake of avoiding the three essays he bad lucked into.*}}
{{Nora|Nora="I'm sure you can do many things, Mister Garza. For instance, you could apologize to both me and Miss Maestro for wasting our time."|time=11:10, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:16, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol rocks around in a small circle like he's just been flushed down the toilet.* "I'm sorry for wasting your time." *He sighs dejectedly.*}}
{{Nora|Nora=She decides that's passable. "I suggest not doing it again. I'll let you know when to come in for your detentions." She looks between the two students. "Is there anything else?"|time=11:26, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:30, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol quickly shakes his head no. He hasn't gotten into any other trouble just yet, and those essays might keep him from it for at least another couple of weeks.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:05, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nods her head yes.* "Professor. If I could have a moment to speak with you privately, I would appreciate it."}}
{{Nora|Nora=She nods. "Mister Garza, you're free to go."|time=19:40, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:19, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol practically jumped out of his seat with one last look back before he disappeared through the door.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:19, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sits up straight in her seat debating where to start, she doesn't want to waste time like Garza did.* "First I'd like to thank you for speaking with me, and apologize for Garza. Maybe if I had taken more points away from him I wouldn't have needed to bring him to you." *She waited a beat.* "I'm having some troubles that I thought you could help me with. There's a student in a rival house who seems to have it out for me. I am not intimidated by him or threatened by any means. I refuse to let him be the reason I earn a bad reputation. If you could, would you give me some insight as to how I should go about dealing with him in the future."}}{{Nora|Nora= "What makes you say he has it out for you?"|time=22:11, September 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:20, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="He called me his rival. I don't mean to be presumptive, but I assumed from the way he addressed me that he considered me a target. And then, of course, he did attack me. He hexed me to be more specific."}}
{{Nora|Nora=She raises her eyebrows. "Well. Assuming you're asking for my professional advice, report him to his head of house and hope for the best. Perhaps if you try to be the bigger person and don't let him know his efforts have any effect on you, he'll get bored and stop."|time=11:24, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:42, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Professor, I was the bigger person, considering the sequence of events. And I've already spoken with his head of house. In the off chance it were to happen again, which it has not, I thought Professor Carter should also be aware of the situation." *She clears her throat.* "If I weren't asking for professional advice, what would you tell me then?"}}
{{Nora|Nora=She smirks. "Well, if I were in your position I would whup his @$$. Not that I would ever advise a student to do so--I frown upon fighting quite a bit--but it is an effective method."|time=21:09, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:14, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That was what I wanted you to say." *She laughs, and quickly regains her composure.* "I wouldn't ask if I didn't think it were the only way to get him to forget about me, and focus on anything else. Is there anyway that you, and Professor Carter could arrange for the two of us to duel? As an example to the other students...of how a formal duel should unfold?"}}
{{Nora|Nora=She thinks for a moment. "I know I would be willing--given that you both follow the rules and consent to allowing intervention if things get out of hand."|time=11:22, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:26, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Of course." *She nodded vehemently.* "I didn't even retaliate when he hexed me, and" *She balls her fists recalling how angry she was.* "I wanted to so bad. However, I can't speak for Summers. I can only speak for myself."}}
{{Nora|Nora="It was smart of you to not retaliate; if you'd been caught you'd both have ended up with detentions."|time=11:56, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:00, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head.* "He's not worth that, no matter how satisfying it would have been to hit with something offensive. More so than words at the least."}}
{{Nora|Nora=She chuckles. "I'm sure. Would you like me to ask Professor Carter--before you challenge...who, exactly?"|time=14:59, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:33, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded her head yes while opting to neglect to mention that she already proposed the challenge to her opponent.* "His name is Summers, Peter Summers."}}
{{Nora|Nora=She nods, mentally taking note of the name. "I will let you know Professor Carter's thoughts on the matter soon then."|time=22:20, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, September 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded taking that as a 'you can leave now' and she stood from her seat before she moved toward the door.* "Thank you, Professor. Even if Carter doesn't allow it, thank you for taking the time to talk to me."}}
{{Nora|Nora=She smiles warmly. "It's no problem at all. I wish people would pop in of their own free will more often."|time=10:59, September 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:23, September 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't think anyone else knows you feel that way. You should put a sign on the door. I bet it increases foot traffic coming your way." *She grinned only mildly joking.*}}
=West Tower Battlement=
Meadow and Chris (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:17, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow, for probably the first time since getting her badge, was not looking for people to drag to their Head of House. She was simply sat here, alone, deeply contemplating.*}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He still felt the need to punch things so he dragged a punching bad up into the West Tower Battlements and proceeded to hang it from the ceiling|time=21:22, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:26, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was mostly oblivious for the time being. She could hear the nose being made. It brought her closer to reality as each repetitive sound hit her eardrums.*}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He continued to punch the bag. It was helping. Especially if he pictured the bag as the person that gave birth to him|time=21:27, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:29, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed slowly turning her head to glance at the angry boy punching the bag. He clearly had rage issues, or so she thought, but he wouldn't be the only one.*}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He didn't even notice Meadow as he continued to punch the bag. How could his mother do that to his old man? And the bigger question... does he tell his dad? Or is it better just to let him die in peace?|time=21:33, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:35, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow watched him not concerned about him, in the slightest. Not because she recognized him as a Gryffindor although that seems like reason enough sometimes. She cares less than she should because he is hitting a bag. Not a person, or a wall. Or doing anything she would consider stupid. At the moment.*}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He continues to punch the bag, meanwhile the rope attaching the bag to the ceiling is loosening. But Chris hadn't noticed yet|time=21:40, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:45, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow notices the rope stating to give, and although she doesn't not care, she can't bring herself to. She flicks her wand, and repeatedly mutters an incantation in attempt to fix it. If she were to watch him smash his hand into the wall because it slipped and she did nothing... would it be her fault. She wasn't about to find out.*
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OOC: I am not a smart enough witch to know which spell that would be}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= She's just a tad too late as one especially hard punch sends the bag flying across the room only to smash a bookcase leaving a bewildered looking Chris|time=21:51, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:55, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow cringed at the poor timing, but it's his fault not hers. She tried, that was all she could do. He should have secured that rope better.*
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OOC: I was not aware there were bookcases up here. c: }}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He sighed and went to go get the punching bag. That's when he noticed Meadow. "Can I help you?" he asks her
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OOC: I think there is... but that might be another set of battlements|time=22:03, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:09, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled quietly.* "I'm not that bookcase you just demolished. Maybe you should start there instead? Thanks for asking though." *She shrugged.*}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He flicks his wand at the bookcase, "Reparo," he says and the bookcase mends itself. "Done. Why were you watching me punch a bag?"|time=22:14, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:18, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrows her brow.* "I was up here before you were. Here's a better question, at least in my opinion. Why did you drag that all the way up here?"}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= 
"I'm angry and needed to hit something. The bag is better than a wall or a person, no?"|time=22:20, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:13, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Der." *She scoffs.* "That still doesn't answer my question. Why drag the bag up here?"}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "It's quiet and no one is usually up here."|time=12:07, September 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:24, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I was here first, but I could go if you prefer to be alone right now."}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "It's fine... I've expelled most of my anger. The name's Christopher Knight. What's yours?"|time=22:17, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:21, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know who you are. We have all the same mandatory classes. My name's Meadow."}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "Right. Yeah... you're Dustin's girl, right?"|time=22:22, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:24, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Dustin's girl? What's that supposed to mean?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:31, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No. I'm my own person, I'm no one's property. The only time I've ever heard someone refer to a female as 'my girl' was when my dad was referring to me. His daughter."}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= His eyebrow rises even higher, "I wasn't suggesting you were Dustin's property. It's a way of shortening 'girlfriend'."|time=22:33, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:43, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeah. I caught that. You explained it before you explained it again. You asked me a question, which I think may have been rhetorical. I was just giving you my answer."}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He blinks, "I'm lost."|time=22:44, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:46, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow covers her mouth and chuckles.* "Forget what I said."}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "Will do," he says still a little more than confused|time=22:55, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:57, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So? What were you so angry about?"}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= His face fell, "Nothing I want to talk about."|time=22:58, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:16, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... Ooo. Okay. Gotcha." *She raised a brow turning her gaze away from him.*}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He walks over to the bag and picks it up, inspecting it to see if it needed mending|time=23:18, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:23, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Do you box? Or is the bag just what you use when you want to hit a person... or a wall?"}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "I don't box. I spar with some of my other friends though. My dad taught me how fight hand-to-hand combat and I practiced with some of his old Marine buddies."|time=23:36, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:42, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow turns her attention him, her brow furrowing once again.* "What's the difference between sparring and boxing? I mean, to really do either one effectively you need an partner. Right?"}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "Sparring is practice. It could be boxing or hand-to-hand combat like I do. The difference between those two is that boxing has rules and you use gloves for your hands."|time=00:20, September 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:31, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. So? You're like more of a bare knuckle brawler? Is that what you're saying? Kind of like a back alley 'we don't believe in rules' sort of deal."}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "That's one way of putting it I guess. It's more military hand to hand combat, so we're not going and whaling on each other in some alley."|time=12:53, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:53, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I didn't mean to imply you were some kind of thug who destroys dudes in dark corners." *She covers her mouth and chuckles.* "Is it something you could teach me?"}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He blinks, "Probably. Are you interested?"|time=16:04, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:11, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Am I interested in being able to hit a bag so hard that I can send it flying across the room?" *She waited a beat.* "Heck yes I am!"}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He smiles a little, "Alrighty then. What times work for you?"|time=16:15, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:32, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Wednesday and Thursdays are best. Does that work for you?"}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "Yeah, what time?"|time=16:34, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:41, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Mornings, say 10 or 11 on Wednesday. And the afternoon at 2 or 3 on Thursdays. Sound good?"}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He nodded, "It would better to do this outdoors. Since Quidditch is over, does the Training Grounds work for you?"|time=16:50, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:56, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged giving him a nod in return.* "That works just fine for me, if that's what you think is best."}}
{{Christopher Knight|Chris= "Okay so today is Wednesday... Tomorrow at 3. Meet me at the Training Grounds, wear clothes you don't mind get all sweaty in."|time=17:02, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:05, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Well. If that didn't sound absolutely disgusting I don't how what does." *She gave him another nod.* "I'll see you there."}}{{Christopher Knight|Chris= He rolled his eyes, "Obviously I didn't mean it that way. I'll see you then."|time=17:12, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:15, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Der. Otherwise I'd be using whatever you do teach me on you." *She grinned.* "Okay. Bye."}}
=Entrance Dungeon=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was standing in the Entrance Dungeon realizing.... this was a long way from the Ravenclaw Tower... and he really didn't know his way around down here. So he casually leaned against the wall, hoping Meadow might come across.|time=02:12, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:19, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow emerges from the darkness of the dungeons. She takes a glance in Dustin's direction. Her face lights up the moment she sees him.* "Hey, you."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned when he saw her as well. "Hey, beautiful. How are you?"|time=02:20, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:23, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had to take at least a few seconds to think about her answer. After which she nodded.* "Pretty good, I think. What about you? We... haven't been together just you and me in a while. Is everything okay?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I've been cracking down on studying for OWLs. They... they feel like they're just looming."|time=02:24, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded she could understand that completely.* "Right. You don't have to apologize if that was why. Because, well, they are. I'm sure you'll do great though. Better than great! Outstanding."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."|time=02:30, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:36, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You know where to go if you need a boot to your ego."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Right back atchya," he said leaning in for a kiss.|time=02:37, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:39, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried not to grin too hard before pursing her lips, and pressing them against his.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in close as he kissed her for a few moments before pulling away. "I've missed that."|time=02:40, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow let her arms fall around the back of Dustin's neck. She sighed when he pulled away as she opened her eyes.* "Me too. ... You give me butterflies every single time you kiss me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= A slightly bashful look came across his face at her compliment. "I feel the same way."|time=02:45, September 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:48, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed quietly not just because of the look on his face.* "You're joking. Boys don't get butterflies. Do they?" *She furrowed her brow, a soft smile on her face.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "We absolutely do. Especially when we're around... gorgeous girls, like you."|time=02:49, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, again.* "In that case I am surprised any of you know how to speak. Hogwarts has a terrible female to male ratio."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled, knowing that no matter how he answered that... he'd probably wind up in trouble.|time=02:55, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:00, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow, again.* "What's so funny? I'm sure you've noticed we outnumber the lot of you. Am I wrong?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "Certainly not."|time=03:50, September 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:28, September 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned up at him.* "You're learning."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Perhaps," he said, a slightly teasing smile forming over his lips. "It also helps when you actually are right."|time=22:19, September 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:21, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow narrows her eyes playfully staring at him.* "What do you mean actually are right? I'm almost always right. I thought you knew that."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And I do."|time=04:57, September 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:15, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So. Then? What did you mean?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Just that it makes agreeing with you much simpler when I... fully agree with you being correct in your statements."|time=05:17, September 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:22, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow blinked only mildly shocked that he would be so honest. He is a Hufflepuff she should have expected it.* "Dustin. You should agree with me no matter what. If you trust me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I do. And... I'm happy to nod and say 'yes, dear,' to keep you happy. I've seen my own Dad do it enough." He chuckled before continuing. "But I much prefer saying 'yes, dear' when.... I do in fact mean it."|time=05:29, September 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:40, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow frowned.* "Honestly, Dustin. That's what I'd prefer as well. I don't want you to say something just because you think it's what I want to hear. When I'm right. I know I'm right. When you agree with me it should be because you agree, because I'm right. If you don't I guess you should tell me so."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He quirked an eyebrow. "Yes, dear."|time=05:41, September 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:45, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow fought the laugh, and she lost.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, slipping his hand into hers. "I love you enough to do it," he said, the words slipping before he had a chance to process what he'd just said.|time=05:47, September 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:50, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was taken aback by his choice of words. She was sure it was just a slip of the tongue, he must have left out a word or two.* "Dustin. Did... you just? You just said you love me." *She giggled.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= As she spoke, he realized what had slipped out and he went a bit red. "I... I suppose I did."|time=05:53, September 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:58, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried not grin like a little imp. It was beginning to hurt her cheeks quite a bit, but she wanted to keep her composure.* "Did you mean it?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He went a bit red as he nodded. "I... have a habit of... saying things on my mind before... considering their implications fully."|time=05:59, September 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:10, September 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow. She wasn't sure how she felt, and her confusion wiped the grin clean off her face.* "Does that mean you want to take it back? Until you've thought about it?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "No."|time=18:05, September 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:36, September 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow fell silent.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned. "Unless... you want me to take it back?"|time=03:33, September 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:47, September 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I didn't say that." *She shook her head.* "Why would I want you to take it back?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Because you fell silent when I said that no, I didn't want to take it back. And... there wasn't much expression on your face. So perhaps I made you uncomfortable."|time=19:18, September 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:49, September 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No. Maybe. Just a little bit." *She bit her lip.* "I guess you missed that stupid grin on my face when I saw you nod. Dustin, no one's ever made the choice to love me. I've only ever been around people who have to. Because they're my family."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= It hurt him a bit to hear that from her. He circled his arms around her waist, pulling her in close. "Then I'll have to remind you a lot. So you get used to hearing it."|time=00:26, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:30, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had a bit of trouble looking him in the eye. Not because she was too close, or she couldn't see. Simply because she was mildly embarrassed.* "And maybe the next time you say it. If you say it again. I'll say it back."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked at her kindly. "Don't feel pressure to say it just because I did."|time=00:31, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:42, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If that were the case I would have just said it back right after you let it slip out of your mouth."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Well good. I'm glad you aren't feeling... unnecessary pressure."|time=00:43, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:54, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head, and slowly peeked up at him.* "None at all. I'm pretty certain of how I feel."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, holding her gaze for a moment before leaning in to kiss her.|time=00:55, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried not to smile too hard before Dustin leaned in so as not to ruin this kiss.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He lingered just slightly for a moment before pulling away. "Any plans for the summer?"|time=01:00, September 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:19, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyes went wide for a split second.* "Oh. Right. I am so glad you asked. I was invited to a wedding. Do you want to be my date?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I'd love to," he said. "Who's wedding is it?"|time=01:21, September 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="A couple," *She paused to grin.* "... of Professional quidditch players."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He gawked. "How d'you know Professional Quidditch players?"|time=01:32, September 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know their niece, Ceci. She invited me, even said I was guest of honor."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Wow, that's.... wow." He was clearly impressed.|time=01:36, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know, right? That was exactly how I responded."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "When's the wedding?"|time=01:42, September 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:45, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I have no idea, my invite was verbal. Sometime during the summer, I suppose?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Alright. Is your family going to see the World Cup this summer at all?"|time=01:46, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged indecisively.* "I went to the last one which ended awkwardly because my dad showed up pretty randomly."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He cocked his head slightly. "What happened?"|time=01:51, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It was just...uncomfortable in every single way imaginable."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked at her meaningfully. "Can I ask why, Meadow?"|time=01:56, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:02, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I think my dad showed up expecting it to just be the three of us."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "You, your Dad and... who else? Meadow, there's something you're... leaving out."|time=02:03, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:09, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And my mom." *She paused half expecting that to have been obvious.* "But my step-dad was there. And Cal was too, of course."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "So... it was a family affair he wasn't expecting. I can see how that would be awkward, but.... why would you not want to go again as a result?"|time=02:12, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Because it might happen all over again. Going through that once, and seeing that hurt on my dad's face was one time too many for me." *She bit her lip.* "Unless you're going. Then, I guess..."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "If I go... I kind of have to go with someone, because my parents are Muggles."|time=02:21, September 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:57, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh. I hadn't even thought about that." *Her brow furrowed, and the thought didn't take long to hit her.* "Do you want to go with me?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I mean if you were going, yeah that'd have been fun. But I'm not going to... force you to do something that would make you uncomfortable."|time=02:58, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:02, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It would be that way if I had to go with my mom, or my step-dad, or Cal. For obvious reasons. And then my dad spontaneously show up again." *She shrugged.* "What makes you think I could ever be uncomfortable if I'm with you?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well... I mean, are your parents going to just... buy us tickets and let us camp out together alone... unsupervised?"|time=03:04, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:26, September 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow actively tried not to snort.* "No, of course not. My mom would insist that you and I not camp out alone, at all. If my dad does show at least you get to meet him."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So... if I come... then it's okay? Even if your Dad shows up?"|time=21:39, September 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded vehemently.* "Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Alright, then I'm game."|time=01:35, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:40, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow beamed with pleasure.* "Really?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Getting to see the World Cup, and spend time with my gorgeous girlfriend? Absolutely sign me up!"|time=01:42, September 20, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:47, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="When did I become your girlfriend? Because I sure don't remember you ever asking me that." *She stared at him expectantly.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh," he said a bit flustered. "I mean... d'you.... d'you wanna be my girlfriend?"|time=01:48, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:52, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow giggled.* "Honestly, Dustin. I thought you were never going to ask me." *She smiled.* "Of course I do."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and leaned in to kiss her.|time=01:54, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:56, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow playfully pulled away before she closed the gap between them.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He moved one hand into his hair, threading his fingers into her hair as he continued to kiss her.|time=01:58, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had to try with every ounce of her being not be caught up in Dustin's kiss. At some point she pulled away not wanting to, but knowing she had to.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He moved his hand from her hair to caress her cheek, stroking her cheekbone with his thumb. "I... I love you, Meadow."|time=02:02, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:08, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip. His words, in combination with his actions, literally took her breath away as she stared up at him. He said it, again.* "Dustin... I love you too."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He knew she had just pulled away, but he couldn't help himself. He pressed in for another kiss.|time=02:10, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:13, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow willingly let herself get lost in this kiss, if only momentarily, it meant so much more to her than all the rest.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He moved both hands to the side of her face, running them down her neck.... over her shoulders, and down her arms, linking hands with her as he continued to kiss her.|time=02:16, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:21, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gave him a gentle squeeze once Dustin's hands were in hers, and hers in his. He was doing nothing but making it that more difficult for her to pry herself off of him. She pulled away slowly giving him small pecks on the lips.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked down at her, a silly grin on his face... a little breathless. "Wow."|time=02:22, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked down at the ground bashfully before she sighed contently.* "That was all you, James."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I don't think so."|time=02:28, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you were in my shoes I think you would agree."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He quirked an eyebrow. "Do you want to participate more?"|time=02:35, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:39, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded yes.* "I'm always willing. But not right now." *She blushed.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked around. "Does anyone really come down this way?"|time=02:43, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:48, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="This is the Entrance to the Dungeons. So, yeah. Anyone and everyone from Slytherin does."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "So... we could go find somewhere more... private?" he asked, almost silly for suggesting it, even though he really wanted to.|time=02:50, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:00, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's mouth fell open in surprise, and she giggled nervously.* "If I weren't so sure the two of us would just get caught, again, I would have said yes. Maybe after a little bit of hesitation."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, almost mischeviously, surprising himself by his own behavior. "We can lock the door this time?" A bashful grin crossed his face. "I'm kidding. Unless you want to."|time=03:01, September 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:45, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyed him, seeing that grin on his face she raised a brow trying not to smirk.* "Dustin. Are you trying to get fresh with me?" *She giggled again, almost unable to control it at this point.* "I'm not going to lie to you, or say I haven't thought about it. A few times. But. ..."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "No. No, that's... I mean. I'd like to. But it wouldn't be appropriate."|time=14:33, September 20, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:30, September 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's raised a brow never fell, but her smirk did spread into a grin.* "Do you honestly believe I would allow anything inappropriate to happen?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:57, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Exactly." *She smirked.*}} 
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So... does that mean you... don't want to go find a more private spot?"|time=00:59, September 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:04, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I... was actually on my way... somewhere. I wouldn't mind meeting up with you later."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Sure."|time=01:06, September 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:09, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe some place Carter hasn't caught us?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Probably best not to return to the scene of the, uh... embarrassment?"|time=01:11, September 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:14, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh, no. You can definitely meet me there, in the future." *She paused.* "... But we won't be doing anything inappropriate there again."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Fair enough. So... where should I meet you?"|time=01:15, September 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="How about we meet back here later, and we can find a new place together?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Sounds good to me."|time=01:18, September 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:52, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm going to kiss you now." *She nodded leaning up.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and leaned in to kiss her in return, placing his hands lightly on her waist.|time=04:53, September 22, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:52, September 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow she pulled away beginning to part from him completely.* "Don't forget to think about me while I'm gone."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "With that send off? How could I think of anything else?"|time=00:43, September 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know. But, you Hufflepuff boys are are good for doing the impossible."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't know. But, you Hufflepuff boys are are good for doing the impossible."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I'll catch you later."|time=03:26, September 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
|-|Sixth Year=
=2030 World Cup -- Meet and Greet=
Meadow and Emily Smith (2030)
{{Bond_em7|time=16:04, September 25, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd been at the last Cup, so she knew a little of what to expect. She'd wait for any fans that wanted autographs or to ask her questions, trying to avoid any reporters.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:22, September 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's her inner fangirl was unleashed spotting Emily Smith.* "Hi! My name's Meadow. Your amazing! I love you...." *She mumbled the last part, handing Emily a poster, and trading card from her days playing for Fitchburg.*}}
{{Bond_em7|time=12:19, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd smile at the girl. "Thanks! Who should I make this out t'ah?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:23, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="My name's Meadow. ... But could you put Anthony instead? It's for my dad."}}
{{Bond_em7|time=18:04, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd nod, signing it to Anthony as requested. "So, you're dad 'ere wit' ya'?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:00, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="He is, he brought me to the last World Cup. We walked not three steps behind you, literally following your footsteps. Five years later I'm finally brave enough to actually talk to you."}}
{{Bond_em7|time=12:09, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd look a little surprised, then smile. "Well Meadow, do ya' play quidditch at all?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:25, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I play violin, can't afford the hand injuries." *She chuckled.*}}
{{Bond_em7|time=23:27, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd chuckle. "Yeah, I suppose not. Well, I wish you luck with your music."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:32, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks." *She smiled.* "Are you staying on with the US team after you dominate the World Cup?"}}
{{Bond_em7|time=12:18, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd smile at the girl's confidence. "I'd like t'ah keep playin' as long as possible. I don't know if I'll stay on tha' American team, but I'll definitely be here for tha' next Cup."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:40, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned at the possibility of keeping up with her quidditch career, and meeting Emily Smith again.* "Might you be returning to one of the British teams for the League Cup?"}}
{{Bond_em7|time=17:42, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd chuckle. "I wish I could tell ya'. Anythin's possible...we'll jus' have t'ah see how things go aft'ah tha' Cup."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:47, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded a small smile forming, expecting that sort of answer.* "Any teams you think stand a chance in the final?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:02, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You could be right, you could be wrong. Last cup Germany went down terribly, as did Patonga." *She shrugged with an impish grin.* "I can't wait to watch you, and Sapphire Allen play."}}
{{Bond_em7|time=18:04, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd smile. "...and I can't wait ta'h get up there an' show my stuff."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, September 29, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You are going to be unstoppable. Would you... sign this too?" *She handed over a replica quaffle.*}}
{{Bond_em7|time=12:05, September 29, 2016 (UTC)|Emily=She'd' nod and take the quaffle signing it and handing it back.}}
=2030 World Cup -- Campgronuds=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:08, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow waited for Dustin near the entrance to the general public campgrounds. Her dad, and her uncle hunted down for a great spot this year. It was a decent walk from the stadium, and the merchandise stand, and the... everything else. But, it was a fairly quiet area, and that was hard to find at any World Cup. What with all the raucous fans.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He came up to the campgrounds looking for Meadow.|time=00:27, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:43, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took a while picking him out of the crowd, but when she laid her eyes on Dustin there was no denying she spotted him. Her face split in half with largest smile she probably ever smiled, and she raced towards him as if someone just told her that they could get there before she did.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He saw someone moving toward him and a similar smile came across his own face as he moved towards her.|time=00:49, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:53, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled harder, if that were even possible, when she knew that he had seen her too. She waited until the last possible minute, until she was actually close enough to touch him, before reached her arms out to wrap herself around him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled her in for a close hug, arms wrapped around her tightly.|time=02:54, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:08, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow held him in her arms for a few short moments before he could feel himself supporting the majority of her weight. She quickly swung her legs upwards then around him, much like a belt sat just above his hips, as she secured her ankles behind his back.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He stumbled backwards just a bit but managed to hold onto her and stay upright. "Hey beautiful."|time=19:25, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:29, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pulled her head back to look at him.* "Hello, handsome." *She grinned before softly butting her forehead against his.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and reached up to kiss her.|time=19:31, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:33, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow titled her head just slightly to make one of her favorites things to do, which was kissing Dustin, a little bit easier for them both to participate in.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He kissed her for several long moments before pulling away. "So, uhm, am I carrying you over to the tent?"|time=19:34, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:36, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled, and shrugged smiling at him.* "I should probably put my feet back on the ground. But... you can carry me if you want to." *She joked, then detached herself.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He linked his hand in hers. "Lead the way."|time=19:37, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:43, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded pulling him along leaning closer to him as they walked.* "It's sort of far..."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "That's fine. How's your summer been so far?"|time=19:44, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:47, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed, she would much rather talk about him.* "... Okay?" *She looked up at him.* "What about you? How's everything at home?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= The smile faded from his face. Coming to the Cup... seeing Meadow... it had provided a decent distraction for him. Not that he'd forgotten, it had just... gone to the back of his mind.|time=19:50, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:54, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grimaced biting down so hard on her bottom lip she could have drawn blood.* "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." *She looked away nervously running a hand through her hair.* "I shouldn't have asked. Don't answer that right now. We can talk ... whenever you're ready."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "No... it's fine," he said shaking his head. "Uhm... it's... it's hard."|time=19:56, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:59, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sorry." *She felt for him despite never being in the same situation.* "I wish I could do something."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He inhaled and let out a long breath. "Yeah.... I think everyone's kind of feeling that way."|time=20:02, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:04, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stayed quiet for a few short moments.* "The people who love you, and care about you don't want to sit there while you hurt."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I mean... I think my whole family wishes we could... up and go find Lizzie ourselves..."|time=20:09, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:11, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It's known to have been done before, families doing their own search. Sometimes, I think, people need to take things in to their own hands."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Yeah, but when your family is the Navy... they put trust in the other areas of the armed forces. My father has said we shouldn't go looking."|time=20:16, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:20, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That only applies to you, and your Navy family. That doesn't mean that your friends who aren't in the Armed forces, can't go looking for her in your stead." *She clammed up pretty quickly after that.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled a bit. "Meadow, I appreciate it... but I... I'm okay for right now. You don't have to do that."|time=20:21, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:24, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked back up at him with a shrug, she wasn't referring to herself, but the thought did cross her mind.* "I just want to help you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And you can help by staying here with me," he said with a little smile.|time=20:27, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:29, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow lips twitched as she fought the smile, and lost.* "You mean... I can help by letting you stay with me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I suppose I shouldn't have assumed my invitation to stay."|time=20:32, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:34, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're not assuming anything, at all. You can stay with me... should I say us. As long as you like."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and pressed a quick kiss to her cheek. "Thanks, love."|time=20:37, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:39, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh, that's cute. Are you going to call me that all the time or just when I give you something you want?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Dunno... I've never used it before, and cannot say when I'll use it again."|time=20:43, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:52, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="But, it was so cute. That's fine though, It'll just make my heart skip a beat whenever it is that you do decided to use it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled, pleased that she'd enjoyed it so much.|time=20:54, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:57, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So, a bit of good news. My mom isn't here. Neither is my step-dad or Cal."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh? So... where are they?"|time=21:02, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:03, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You're guess is as good as mine." *She shrugged pressing her lips together.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He furrowed his brow. "Should we be concerned?"|time=21:11, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:13, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Nope." *She shook her head capping her teeth with her tongue.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Meadow?" he asked meaningfully. He stopped in his path, hand still linked in hers and he pulled her around so that she was facing him.|time=21:18, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:21, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's brow rose when he stopped, as it forced her to stop as well. She stared at him, her chin rising upwards to meet his gaze.* "Dustin?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Is this something we need to look into? Where are they?"|time=21:22, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:27, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No. No, it's not. They are... they were..." *She signed.* "They... they left."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Left?" he asked gently.|time=21:29, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:31, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yeah. They took their stuff, and they left."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "And left you behind?!"|time=21:32, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:37, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head no, not willing to say yes. That makes it sound too much like she cares.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Meadow? What happened?" he asked, feeling his temper rising.|time=21:41, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:48, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="My dad did. He had Cal, and my step-dad legally removed from my mom's house."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He let out a slow breath, trying to calm his temper down. So... what does that mean for you?"|time=21:50, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:52, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It means... I don't have to worry about Cal, and the way he used to glare at me anymore, or put up with my annoying step-dad, and his stupid voice."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So you're... legally required to be with your... Dad now?"|time=21:53, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:55, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="..." *She bit her tongue before looking up at him.* "Technically."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Technically?" he asked. "Meadow, c'mon. It's me. You can tell me."|time=21:57, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:59, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I didn't want to tell you until I was sure of what was happening. He wants me back in Pennsylvania."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt the air deflate from his stomach. "What?" he asked, obviously crushed.|time=22:00, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=- Dr. Mrs. Delphi von Doom [[User talk:Hecate Grimm|(Hex Me)]] ಥ_ಥ 22:02, September 30, 2016 (UTC)`|Meadow="That's what I said." *She squeezed his hand.* "I've been talking about it with my aunt, she's willing to stay out here with me."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled her in for a hug, blinking back tears. He'd lost Lizzie... was he going to lose Meadow on top of that?|time=22:03, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:05, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow held on to him tightly, running her hands along his back. She didn't say a single word, she merely lingered in his loving embrace.*}}
{Dustin|Dustin= He stayed that way for a long time before pulling away just slightly before pressing his lips earnestly against hers.|time=22:06, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:09, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow returned Dustin's kiss while putting a light hand on the back of his neck. As their lips parted she used that same hand to caress his cheek.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So... we were going to the tent?" he asked a bit breathlessly.|time=22:17, September 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:21, September 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yes, eventually, we will get there. I forgot where we were for a bit."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and continued to follow her.|time=22:22, September 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:39, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Are you okay to do a quick meet, and get out of there?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Quick meet of who?"|time=15:15, October 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:20, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="My dad, my uncle, my aunt, and my cousin."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh. I thought you said you'd gotten left on your own?"|time=23:53, October 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:55, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not here." *She grimaced not wanting to talk about it.* "I meant at home."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Let's hope."|time=00:04, October 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:06, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No hope needed. I'm sure. I'm nervous, but I'm sure."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "How much further?"|time=00:10, October 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:11, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="... three days. Give or take a day."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He rolled his eyes. "Yes dear."|time=00:12, October 2, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:15, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow burst out laughing.* "We're just down there."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Good," he said. "My bag is getting a bit heavy."|time=00:15, October 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:25, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you hadn't distracted me with that kiss we might have made it here sooner."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I'm not sorry about the kiss."|time=00:27, October 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:28, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't ever be sorry for kissing me. Not ever."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Promise."|time=00:30, October 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:39, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I promise."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and continued following her to the campsite.|time=00:51, October 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:55, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Deep breath in, deep breath out." *She smiled pulling him inside the tent.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He followed her inside.|time=00:57, October 2, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:32, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow considered letting go of Dustin's hand only to decide against it.* "DAD!?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked around, waiting for her family to appear.|time=16:35, October 3, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony strolls back inside after hearing his daughter shout.* "You raaaaang?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, October 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled softly.* "Daddy, this is Dustin. Dustin this is my dad, Anthony."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He extended his hand. "It's nice to meet you, sir."|time=00:38, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony sized the young man up for a few slightly tense, and utterly silent seconds then he extended his own hand giving him a firm handshake.* "It's time I met the young man who's dating my daughter."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I'm happy to be meeting you as well, sir."|time=00:50, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony gave his daughter a nod never breaking eye contact with Dustin. "Meadow, take his bag. I'd like to have chat with young Dustin."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:04, October 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wasn't okay with it, but she wasn't about to defy her father either. She reached for Dustin's bag but she wasn't going to take it without him letting her.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He tried to put on something of a confident, but respectful, air. But he was rather nervous on the inside. "Of course, sir."|time=01:06, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:11, October 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow either picked up on Dustin's internal nervousness or she was exuding quite a bit of her own as she left them both alone.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony broke eye contact long enough to make sure Meadow was out of earshot. Before turning back to look at Dustin.* "Just how close is your relationship with my daughter?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= This felt like a trick question. "I love her, sir," he said honestly. "And she's told me that... she loves me, too."|time=01:14, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony made every attempt to blink back surprise. He hadn't expected that level of honesty from the young man now or ever.* "I've gathered that she's... quite fond of you. Based on her letters you've gotten her to open up about her mother, and her step-family."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled a bit. "I'm happy to hear that."|time=01:21, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony="I'm surprised your not already aware. You're the catalyst for a lot of change in her life as of late."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= The smile remained. "I've... seen bits of it, I think. I'm seeing it... more even since just... talking on the way over here."|time=01:36, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony nodded his head slowly.* "She's told you then. About the situation with her mother?" *His brow furrowed with curiosity.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Yes, sir."|time=01:47, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony="You're aware of the possibility she won't be returning to Hogwarts."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, a bit of sadness in his gaze. "Yes, sir."|time=01:55, October 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony="It's only a possibility. One she, and my sister-in-law are fighting tooth and nail."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded.|time=02:11, October 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony="Now that I've successfully broken down your guard. Tell me about yourself."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I grew up in a Muggle Navy family. My father is in the British Royal Navy. I have an older sister, Lizzy, who's four years older than me. I have a whole bunch of friends who have parents in the armed forces." He paused. "And I'm in Hufflepuff."|time=02:24, October 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony="Muggle you say. I have some No-Maj in my family as well. Needless to say I find that interesting. How do you feel your adapting to the magical world since you've become a part of it so to speak?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony="That sounds familiar. I had that same thought about -- sixteen years ago. Keep your options open. What seems unrealistic today might be a little more plausible in a few years."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:29, October 4, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow peeked at the two men in her life before anxiously making her way back toward them.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And I know it's Meadow's dream, as well," he said smiling as she came over.|time=16:32, October 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:13, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow reclaimed a spot beside Dustin. She took his hand then looked from him to her father.* "Can we go now?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Anthony=*Anthony nodded, heading out of the tent.* "The rest of us are about to catch the next match, if you want to come along. You have 5 minutes to decide."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled at Meadow. "Which game is it?"|time=00:16, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:18, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "I'm not sure. Do you want to go, and find out?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Sure. I'm up for whatever, so long as I get to do it with you."|time=00:21, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled, and reached up to give Dustin a quick kiss.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Let's go."|time=00:25, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed leading him out of the tent as they trailed behind the rest of her family.*}}
=2030 World Cup -- Merch Tent=
Meadow and Peter Round 2 (2030)
{{PeterSummers|21:03, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Going over to the Merchandise tent for two reasons, one of them and the main reason is to see how much Sobek related stuff would be.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:29, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow woke up to an empty tent after dozing off some hours ago. She was here at the Merch tent browsing sort of hoping to see someone she actually knew.*}}
{{PeterSummers|23:12, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Handing over money for some trading cards and a pair of omniculars, Peter started to head back to his tent until he saw Meadow. Turning around the other way and putting his head down, Peter started walking the other way from Meadow hoping she didn't see him}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:27, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow walked past the boy paying, and tensed instantly when she recognized it was Peter. She felt that same rage she felt before. It roared inside of her like a dragon breathing fire. She was tempted to get him back for hexing her, she should have forgotten about it. But, she still felt like he she owed him that much.* "Summers. Did you forget how to speak?"}}
{{PeterSummers|23:40, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Hearing Meadow's voice made Peter a mix of emotions, from anger and rage to pain and jealousy. "I forgot to talk as much as you forgot to be annoying" Peter said as looked over to Meadow and thinking of ways that she could have an accident back at the sanctuary which is his home}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:43, October 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned slightly amused, she would have said the same thing to him. If not for her nap she might have been offended by that.* "So? You only acknowledge me when you want to. Is that how this works now?" *She tilted her head, no level of curiosity in the gesture. She was reading his body language, and she could practically see the wheels spinning in his head.*}}
{{PeterSummers|00:00, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|"I acknowledge people when they talk to me first even if I was ignoring them plus I didn't want to do what I did last time we talked and get in trouble"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:06, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow titled her head a bit further.* "Oh. Did you get in trouble last time?" *She feigned curiosity.* "I think I spared you from that when you agreed to help me reverse the effect of your ... bad decision-making."}}
{{PeterSummers|00:24, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|"Of course I did because of you saying something to your head of house. I meant if I did make you grow antlers again here I would be in trouble with the ministry" but that changes next year}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:28, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I told you I would say something to her, and I did. I wanted to duel you. I still do." *She paused trying not to go into all the ways she wanted to beat him.* "Did you want to go for it here? I'm sure we could get cells in the Ministry right next to each other."}}
{{PeterSummers|11:37, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|"Yeah if we did duel here and you won, which is extremely unlikely, would have a part-giant beater confronting you about what you did to me. And if we did get in trouble, I would ask, beg even, to not be in a cell next to you, even though that kind of stuff would never land anyone into Azkaban" Peter said knowing that he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he had to spend the rest of his life by Meadow's side, all his old emotions for Meadow from before coming back up}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:23, October 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled darkly still amused by the fact that he considered her to be so weak. She may have been frail, but her physical form was no representation of her magical aptitude.* "You're so obsessively egotistical, Peter. It literally makes me sick to my stomach." *She glared at him in silence.* "Do really think I am intimidated by some ... over-sized beater? I have news for you. I'm not. What is he going to do to me? Make me stand in his shadow?" *She rolled her eyes.* "It's good to know that if I did decide to best you right now, you'd finally learn your place, and make sure to stay far the #$%% away from me."}}
{{PeterSummers|01:08, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"Yeah maybe it is a completely different reason like me not wanting to her you keep rubbing it in my face that you beat me"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow made no attempts at hiding her grin this time. Her brow rose slightly as she spoke.* "If you'd kept that sort of attitude in the first place things might have been different between us."}}
{{PeterSummers|01:50, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"Oh yeah like it was all my fault back then" Peter said as he looked over to the bushes as he saw someone run from them that he though was his brother}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was tempted to follow his gaze, in the off chance he was doing it to distract her she didn't.* "I know it certainly wasn't my fault." *She put a hand to her chest.* "That leaves all the blame with you."}}
{{PeterSummers|02:23, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"So what it was all my fault you liked me for a few years and then when I tried to make a move you rejecting me?" Peter said raising his voice}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked around before taking a number of steps closer to him.* "You shut your mouth before I shut it for you. I might have liked something about you, but your aggressiveness was a deal breaker."}}
{{PeterSummers|02:37, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"You can't talk about aggressiveness. I've heard stories about you and Dustin kissing like there is no tomorrow"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="SHUT UP! Shut up, shut up, shut up." *She paused to glare at him angrily.* "Stop talking, and never mention Dustin again. What he, and I do is none of your business."}}
{{PeterSummers|02:51, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"Why should I care about what you have to say? You've never cared what I had to say" Peter said knowing he got to Meadow}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You didn't even apologize to me!" *She shook her head, her hands balling into fists.* "There was no point in my listening to anything else you had to say."}}
{{PeterSummers|03:11, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"You know why I didn't apologies? Because I thought you were speechless and thought saying something would have been a dumb idea. If you did let me talk to you after it I would have explained it all but no you didn't want me to talk to you"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:18, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I still don't want you to talk to me!" *She blurted out.* "Sometimes. When I see you. I feel... like... I have to say something. I don't know why you think apologizing would have been the dumb move. Because... even though it doesn't matter anymore. That would have been the smartest move you made."}}
{{PeterSummers|03:32, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"Maybe I'm not like you and don't think of what I should or shouldn't be doing after I kiss people"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:35, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You made that pretty obvious. If you had put a little thought into it you would have known I don't take kindly to being treated like a plaything."}}
{{PeterSummers|03:46, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|"Yeah sure you would have liked me if I thought after it" Peter said sarcastically. "You know what is the worst part of it? I thought it was the right time to kiss you"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:05, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's what I'm trying to tell you!" *You stupid idiot. She thought to herself as she glared at him.* "You thought wrong. If you would've bothered to ask for my permission beforehand. I would've told you so."}}
=2030 World Cup -- Campground=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Dustin|Dustin= Following the Quarter Finals, he was sitting in Meadow's family tent, on one of the couches.|time=04:45, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:47, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was recently woken, by her cousin, from yet another nap. She doesn't know if it's the excitement, or the nerves but something about recent events has her utterly fatigued.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He could tell she seemed pretty tired, and patted the couch next to him. "Hey, love."|time=04:49, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:55, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow blushed nibbling at her lip as she dropped onto the couch absurdly close to him. She smiled a crooked smile gazing up at him.* "Having fun yet?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled down at her, as he wrapped an arm around her figure. "I'm with you. Of course I am."|time=04:56, October 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:03, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned, leaning into him. She liked that answer.* "Not just because of me. I mean here, at the Cup. You're friends are around too. Are they showing you a goodtime?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, if you count dragging Sera to St. Mungo's about her stupid knee."|time=05:06, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:08, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Sera's the blonde one? What happened to her knee? It must have been something awful if she had to go all the way to Mungo's. There are tons of Mediwizards here."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He sighed. "She tore her ACL back home. She had this huge brace after she was... mental enough to let a Muggle doctor operate on her. But she was also mental enough to decide she could just... walk around without the brace whenever she felt like it. So she like... super messed up everything in her knee. And it took me and Chris to convince her she was being thick, and take her into St. Mungo's so a proper Healer could take a look."|time=05:10, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:20, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="My aunt's a Healer. It's better that you, and Chris both were able to take Sera to get her the help she needed. Although you shouldn't of had to." *She had a wicked grin on her face as she toyed with his fingers.* "I've been there before, not being able to accept the fact that I need to let my body naturally mend itself. I don't like to sit still for too long, so, I've probably been approximately that 'mental' before. I know what it's like from Sera's perspective at least. I haven't had the misfortune of tearing my ACL though. Lucky me. ... How's she doing now? Is she alright?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He linked his fingers through hers as he spoke. "She's been put on further bedrest," he said. "And she'll miss the rest of the Cup, for that reason."|time=05:22, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:27, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's too bad. Which of you volunteered to relay the games to her? ... Or is that her loss for being stubborn?" *She joked, lifting one of his hands to gently press her lips to the back of it.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled gently at her before responding to her question. "I think it's her loss, honestly. If she brings it up... I might let her know, though."|time=16:27, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:53, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled, and shook her head disapprovingly.* "Does she even like quidditch or did she just come here because the whole gang was making an appearance at the World Cup?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Dunno, honestly. It might've been a matter of not wanting to be left out." He frowned. "Though... I know her Mum just died, I thought she'd have stayed back in America for the funeral... maybe she was just looking for a distraction..."|time=02:55, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:05, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's eyes went wide. She pressed her lips together with obvious discomfort as she looked away from him. Since her mother ... she had wished death upon at least several times just in her waking hours. She felt immensely guilty about it now despite hearing that she was 'right' to feel that way.* "Send her my condolences. Not that it means half as much from a stranger."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He studied her expression. "Of course I will... Meadow, is everything okay?"|time=03:06, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded. She shifted her gaze looking back at him, her brow furrowing slightly.* "I had no idea she lost her mother ..."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "And... how would you have known?"|time=03:12, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="She's one of your friends. I could have tried to talk to her."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "She's not my closest friend."|time=03:17, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:21, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's supposed to matter? She's still one of your friends."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Yeah, but... I mean it's not like you need to feel obligated to get to know her."|time=03:24, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:32, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You do know that I'm completely willing to argue with you over whether or not I should try to get to know your friends don't you?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And... I'm also willing to tell you that you can get to know them. But... if you're going to... that, I'd rather you get to know Chris or Tori, before Sera."|time=05:34, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:39, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Favoritism." *She raised a brow feigning surprise before she grinned.* "I like it. Chris wanting to be the first choice make a lot of sense. You're both boys." *She chuckled nudging him playfully.* "What do you like about Tori?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I mean, she's another armed forces kid. But... she feels like a little sister, but... like a cool one. She drives me nuts sometimes, but most of the time she can... hang with us older kids like she's one of us. She's not... bratty or anything."|time=05:41, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:47, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared at him grinning until the silence started to become confusing.* "She sounds like a typical little sister. I don't know. I haven't got one. I only had, a few friends, a my cousin Mel around. Mel isn't my sister, but she's as close to me as I guess one would be. They sound alike." *She shrugged.* "How's Tori different from Sera?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Sera tries to mother us all, but when she's the one in trouble, she acts like she can't hear any of us. She's going to damage her leg further... and it's like she doesn't even care!" He shook his head.|time=05:48, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:52, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was steadily beginning to realize she wasn't entirely familiar with term 'mother', more so lately. She mentioned that she understood Sera's desire to 'do without', she was careful not to mention it again.* "Maybe she was trying to 'look strong' for the three of you?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "She was looking stupid is what she was doing."|time=05:55, October 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:59, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is that really how you feel?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "If I'm exaggerating, it's not by much."|time=21:51, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:54, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Are you exaggerating? At all?" *Her brows knitted together.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Meadow, she should've gone to see a Healer right away. And when we asked her why she hadn't, she couldn't come up with any good reason. She's going to moan and complain about not being able to... walk around and move around when she literally brought this on herself."|time=21:56, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:06, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned impishly, she bit at her bottom lip trying to make it less noticeable. She didn't know how many ways she was going to need to make apparent that she seemed to have quite a bit in common with Sera.* "You said yourself she needed might have needed a distraction. Maybe she was dealing with physical pain from her knee to disconnect from the emotional pain of losing her mother?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He opened his mouth and shut it. "I'd rather be in emotional pain than physical pain."|time=22:14, October 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:16, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed, and bit at her lip. She looked up at him in a short moment of complete silence.* "You probably would."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked at her with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief. "You'd keep yourself in physical pain to... avoid dealing with an emotional issue?"|time=22:17, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:11, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged.* "It depends on the amount of physical pain, and the emotional issue." *She didn't want to admit her own issues with her mother might have been clouding her judgement.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= His eyes searched hers, trying to figure out what she meant.|time=01:14, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:21, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Physical pain can be managed, even be mastered. I don't feel the same about emotions."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, letting her talk as he continued to listen.|time=01:23, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow clammed up quick. She didn't want to be more specific than that.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He gently placed a hand on her knee. "Talk to me, sweetheart."|time=01:43, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tossed her head back, and groaned.* "Why are you so... sincere?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Nasty habit, I'm sorry," he said jokingly.|time=01:49, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed.* "Don't be. It's probably not as 'nasty' as you think it is."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled, running his thumb over the top of her hand.|time=01:52, October 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Are you prepared to live with the fact that you are ruining me for human kind?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Ruining you?" he asked with a confused laugh.|time=01:58, October 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No one else is ever going to love me the same way that you do."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="No one else is ever going to love me the same way that you do."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Is that a problem?" he asked with a bemused grin.|time=02:40, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:38, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="For anyone interested in treating me the right way, there's a high standard."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Well good. I'd like to think I'd be the person who treats you the best." He paused. "Well... I suppose I wish your family was in on that, too."|time=04:42, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:02, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow capped her tongue over her teeth trying in vain not to smile too hard.* "Claim to that sort of title is going to a brutal fight with my dad for second place, I can definitely tell you that." *She smirked.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'm happy to take second to your Dad."|time=05:04, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:05, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you weren't willing to fight to the death, frankly even if you were, you probably would."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "And, as a gentleman, I'd let him win. As I said, ' happy to take second to your Dad."|time=05:07, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:16, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's looked up at him narrowing her eyes.* "Okay. Here's the thing. You can't both tie for first, and second." *She chuckled shaking her head.* "... Or maybe you can?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "It's your list," he said with a chuckle.|time=20:19, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:42, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You still have to earn your place on it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "As well I should," he said, hiding his confusion... he thought she'd said he was already on the list?|time=02:44, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:59, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Exactly." *Maybe it was the amount of time they were spending together, Meadow couldn't be sure, but she did pick up on his confusion. It only made her grin harder.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I love you."|time=03:01, October 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:05, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I love you, too." *She chuckled.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He glanced around the tent to make sure there weren't any family members nearby before pressing a kiss to her lips.|time=03:06, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:13, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pulled away long enough to make sure her cousin turned around, and walked away before he was close to enough to make contact. Following that, she kissed him quite a few times.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= As tempting as it was to get swept up in the kiss... it wasn't a good idea. Not here. He lingered for just a moment before pulling away.|time=03:15, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:18, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed when he pulled away, it was a typical reaction, and she smiled opening her eyes as she stared up at him.* "We should... maybe... get out of here? If you want to?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Where d'you wanna go?" he asked curiously.|time=03:18, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:22, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="To the moon, and back. As long as you come with me." *She joked.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled at her joke. "Okay, but really?"|time=19:49, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:00, October 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="We can go get some food? We could just ...walk around? If you want?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I'm always up for food," he said with a grin.|time=03:29, October 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:28, October 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="That's why it was my first real suggestion."}} 
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled standing up and offering his hand.|time=14:11, October 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:03, October 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned, and took his hand letting him lead the way.*}}
=Slytherin Carriage=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt super weird about coming into this compartment. Just because Meadow was cool with him.... didn't mean anyone else was. He glanced around the compartments, hoping to find his girlfriend quickly.|time=04:46, October 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:02, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was tempted to drag that bratty second year by the ear to Déonté despite not seeing him do anything yet. Crossing her arms over her chest in annoyance she glanced away catching sight of Dustin. Her eyes lit up, and she beckoned him toward her, and the open compartment door she was standing in.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He about melted in relief when he saw her and he quickly entered the compartment. "Hey, Meadow."|time=05:03, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:05, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled just slight shaking her head before tossing her arms around him, and wrapping him in a tight hug.* "Hey yourself. What are you even doing here?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "All my friends are in Gryffindor, but you're the one I wanted to see most so.... here I am."|time=05:07, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:15, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned, and tried to fight it.* "Well in that case you're lucky I'm still here. I was on my way to the Prefects carriage, but it can wait."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh, if... if you have to be there, I... can head back to my compartment."|time=05:15, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:19, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What part of 'it can wait' did you not understand?" *She chuckled pulling him into a seat beside her.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I understood it, but I don't... want you to get in trouble on my account," he said sitting down.|time=05:20, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:24, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Failure to appear is what would get me in trouble. Getting caught up with some of the trouble-makers out there is not only plausible it is a highly probable."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded slowly, trying to figure out if he was okay with her.... lying on his account.|time=05:25, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:28, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What?" *She furrowed her brow staring at him.* "You're making a face. Why are you making that face? Stop it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "You'd... be lying... for me."|time=05:29, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:31, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'd be lying if it wasn't the truth."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I... don't know how comfortable that makes me," he said slowly, looking over at her a bit hesitantly.|time=05:35, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:38, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pulled away from him crossing her arms over her chest, the sharp angle of her arched brow speaking for itself.* "Then you should probably leave."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He didn't want to... but.... He stood up slowly. "Ok...ay."|time=05:39, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:43, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's mouth fell open in shock. She tried to play it off by looking away.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He saw the shock and frowned. "Meadow, what?"|time=05:45, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:49, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I thought you were leaving?" *She tried not to look at him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Because... you told me I should?" he asked, thoroughly confused. He sat back down placing a hand on her knee.|time=05:52, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:54, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow slid his hand off her knee, and shook her head.* "You said you didn't feel comfortable. I'm not going to make you do something that makes you feel uncomfortable."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I grew up... in a family that taught me not to lie, Meadow."|time=06:00, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:05, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm. Not. Lying." *She took a breath* "I'm not sure if you're trying to make a point or insult me."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "You're supposed to be at that meeting, is... my understanding. You'd be... lying about why you weren't there... if you didn't go. For me."|time=06:07, October 19, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:14, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I didn't go last time. I didn't even know about it. This time I have a reason. He's a second year, and he's right out there. I told you, you were lucky to catch me. That's because of him not you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He wasn't sure he understood but he nodded slowly. "Okay."|time=06:15, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:19, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You can leave now. If that would make you feel more comfortable about me lying."}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So, if I leave... you're mad, and if I stay... you're also mad?"|time=17:33, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:06, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Yes. If you leave I'll have to get over it. If you stay... " *She shrugged.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He let out a slow breath, trying not to get frustrated.|time=22:54, October 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:29, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was in the same emotional state. She thought not looking at him would help. It didn't.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "How l--" he stopped and shook his head. "Nevermind."|time=00:31, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:34, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed. She couldn't be more angry, although she was, she didn't have words either.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Go to your meeting. I'll wait here. It can't take the full train ride over."|time=00:35, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:40, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose.* "You want to wait here? You know you're not supposed to be here?"
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OOC: I have no idea if Dorm rules apply to carriages, I assume they would.}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I'll... hide under the seat or something til you get back," he said with a teasing grin. "Or I'll just... color change my tie."|time=00:41, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:44, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rolled her eyes trying not to grin. The idea of him under the seat did make her giggle, but the tie thing upset her.* "You don't see anything wrong with that?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He sighed. "Or... we can leave together, you go to your meeting and... you can come find me when you're done?"|time=00:45, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:47, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was tempted to pick a fight. Fighting with Dustin didn't feel the same as it did with anyone else.* "We did this already. If you want to stay. You're welcome to do so."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "You just said..." he frowned. "Meadow, you are contradicting yourself every other time words come out of your mouth."|time=00:48, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:52, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm trying to reach a compromise. You said you felt uncomfortable with me hanging out because you called it lying. Yet it's okay for you to color change your tie, and pretend to belong here."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grimaced. "Yeah, okay... I just..." He sighed. "I'll just go. You can... meet me... by the Trolley when you're done? I'll just... head over there in about... fifteen minutes?"|time=00:54, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:58, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed, craning her neck and closing her eyes. She didn't want to be mad, but she was, maybe if she told him why it would be easier to let it go. Too bad she had no intention of doing that.* "I'll see you there. As soon as I'm done."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. At the threshold of the door, he turned. "I love you," he said before slipping out of the compartment.|time=00:59, October 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Prefects' Carriage=
Meadow and Ceci (2030)
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:29, October 18, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd enter the Prefects' Carriage, possibly for the first time ever. She has never been to this part of the train and while this was no different than the other carriages... for once she could actually explore more of the train. She'd look around for any familiar faces.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was relieved to be back, and to have finally gotten word from Déonté. She wasn't going to admit to anyone that her hands had started to sweat, and she was beginning to have some self doubt before hand. Especially not now, since she had nothing to worry about. She did a double take at the giant on board.* "Ceci? Did you get... taller?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:20, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd turn to face Meadow and smile. "No, I don't thnik so. But I did get this." She'd show her Prefect badge.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:14, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned from ear to ear.* "Of course you did. You big goof. Why else would you be in here? My Amazon Queen... she's all grown up."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:18, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I was never mean. Just... too shy for my own good. I didn't speak English as well as I do today."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:47, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow feigned confusion.* "You... speak English?" *She chuckled.* "Mathia didn't say a lot to me, but she was nice. Maybe that was why?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:52, October 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia="I do, but I still speak Swedish better."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="My dad used to make me watch this puppet show one of my favorite characters was the Swedish chef."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:24, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle. "Wow. Well, I can tell you that I'm Swedish, but I cannot cook very well."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:56, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Say something, Swede." *Her face slowly split in half as she chuckled.* "Your lack of cooking skills means you can't boil water?"}}
=Kitchen=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was in the kitchen, eyes red-rimmed from being finished crying. He hadn't wanted to go into the Common Room... everyone would just ask what was wrong and he wasn't really in the mood to share with all of Hufflepuff House. He was munching on an apple, trying to collect himself.|time=03:06, October 28, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:14, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow made this pit stop due to skipping meals in order to do more with her time lead to her catching quick meals alone when she could make the time. Catching someone in what she considered her 'personal space' upset it her until recognition set in, and she realized who that someone was. She didn't purposely sneak up on him, assuming her footsteps announced her.* "Were you waiting for me?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He looked up, a little flustered-- he hadn't expected to see anyone, especially Meadow. "Uh, I can be if you want me to be."|time=03:17, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:40, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head dismissing it despite it being exactly what she would want.* "No, that's okay. I sort of like it just as much when we luck into one another like this."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He put on something that resembled a smile. "What brings you here?"|time=18:34, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:40, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged having no intention of telling him she had been skipping meals on a regular basis.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He furrowed his brow. "That's... not a response," he said with a chuckle.|time=18:41, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:46, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It was." *She nodded, and laughed.* "It was a nonverbal response. What it wasn't was an answer."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Alright, then... that wasn't an answer."|time=18:49, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:58, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bobbled her head as she grinned enjoying her rightness.* "You didn't tell me why you're here."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Didn't feel like going into the Common Room just yet."|time=19:01, October 28, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:09, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Why not? What's up?" *Her brow furrowed as she moved to be closer to him.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He tried to figure out how to word it. "You know how you used to call me Therapy Bear?"|time=19:14, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:23, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is that something I used to do?" *She tried to stop being playful wiping the smirk off her face, and simply nod.* "I remember."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Well you haven't done it recently," he said with a shrug. "Imagine living with... a whole House full of therapy bears."|time=19:25, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:30, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pursed her lips to the side, he was right.* "I'm sure they're not all as perceptive as you are. Then again, I confuse Gryffindors for Hufflepuffs, so I'm not all that sure." *She shrugged.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He bobbed his head back and forth. "The need for perception is less when there's... evidence of crying involved."|time=19:31, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:41, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Some people are stupid. They don't take notice of what's right in front of them without having been prompted." *She bit on her lip as she moved closer to put her arms around him.* "What happened?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He sighed. "Nothing. And... that's what's.... frustrating."|time=19:42, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:45, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm sorry." *She sighed.* "I'm sorry you're frustrated, and I'm sorry I didn't ask more often."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "She's been gone... for four months. Four and a half. And... they've got nothing?!"|time=19:47, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:51, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow opened her mouth to speak, then quickly closed it. There were things she wanted to say, it was such a personal topic she was afraid she might say the wrong thing. She opted to hug him tighter.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He put his arms around her waist, hugging her back.|time=19:54, October 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:03, October 29, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You know you can talk to me? We're talking now, but that isn't what I mean."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, pulling away just slightly so he could look at her. "I love you, Meadow."|time=02:00, October 29, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:05, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I know." *She whispered with a grin before biting down on her bottom lip as she chuckled softly.* "Dustin. I love you, too."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled at her for a moment, before gently pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. He looked at her for a moment before pressing his lips against hers.|time=00:06, October 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was mindful of their surroundings, while they were the only two humans present as far as she knew, they were far from being alone. She lingered in his kiss, before giving him a few small ones.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He lingered as well, not wanting to part from her. He reached his hand up, running his thumb over her cheek.|time=00:25, October 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:28, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow always met with difficulty when it came to Dustin. As much as she wanted to kiss him forever she couldn't. Not here. And so, she pulled away.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He was a little breathless as she did. "Probably.... don't want to get caught?"|time=00:30, October 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=~|Meadow=*Meadow nodded a bit timidly.* "More like never want to get caught by a Professor, again."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Neither do I."|time=00:37, October 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:39, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It was embarrassing at the time, but it's funny now."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and pressed another quick kiss to her lips. "I should.... probably get back to my Common Room now. I've... got a lot of essays to write."|time=00:41, October 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:48, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed afterwards not meaning to do so.* "I should get going too. I meant to be in the Dungeons a while ago. When you need a break... Do you want to take a walk with me later?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'd love to."|time=00:49, October 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:52, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'll meet you later then. At the Stone Circle?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Say two hours from now?"|time=00:53, October 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:55, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip doing some calculation in her head shortly before nodding.* "That works."}}
 {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "See you then."|time=00:56, October 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Not if I see you first..." *She snagged a piece of fruit for the road as she left.*}}
=Clock Tower Entrance=
Meadow and Adelita (2030)
{{Adelita|time=02:26, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita had been reorganizing her folders as she walked through Hogwarts, trying to be aware of her surroundings as she frequently glanced up from the jumble of items in her arms.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:30, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow contently played with her food as she dug a face into one side of her apple. She used to do it all the time with her dad, for some reason making apple faces seemed like the most appropriate thing to be doing right now.*}}
{{Adelita|time=02:58, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita was taking note of the people who were walking or sitting around her, but she really would've hated wanting to approach one of them, so she didn't. Quickly, the girl found a spot near the Clock Tower Entrance where she quickly rested against the wall so she could completely turn her focus towards her junk.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:36, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's first attempt at apple faces was bad, she flipped the small fruit over and tried to get a better look on the other side. More enthusiastic than she should have been she pierced the apple just a bit too hard leaving a chunk of it in her hand. The remainder of it rolled quite far away from her stopping at the feet of someone she didn't even know. Hesitant to casually say 'a little help?' she opted to get it herself. Being ignored, as the girl did seem preoccupied, wasn't on her list of to-do's for today.*}}
{{Adelita|time=16:00, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita's gray eyes widened in a sense of disapproval and shock as she noticed some girl approaching her. As the queen adjusted and pulled her folders and papers to her chest, she pushed back some of her red hair away from her face. However, while it seemed like she was going to say anything, she remained quiet.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:56, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hadn't expected get the other girl's attention as she approached, she wanted nothing more than to finish the second apple face she was working on. The raising of her right eyebrow, and the small jerk of her head was proof she was pleasantly surprised. As she swooped down to pick up the apple she couldn't possibly eat now that it had rolled along the filthy stone floor, she locked eyes with the new girl.* "Apple got away from me."}}
{{Adelita|time=02:06, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="Right," she said, her voice quite deep yet flamboyant as she arched one of her eyebrows up in question, "It seems like just a piece of it though." At that, the teenager moved one leg to be crossed in front of the other just as she looked down at her papers and jotted down something down into the first open notebook.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:15, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose before the left side of her mouth curled upwards as she started to smirk.* "True. Apparently I need to work on my knife skills. If I'd practiced a little harder with weapons then the my freaking apple probably would have stayed in one piece." *She was tempted to arch up onto the balls of her feet to see the what the girl was writing. She shrugged off the mildly tempting curiosity to wipe the dust off her apple so she could finish the face she was carving.*}}
{{Adelita|time=02:35, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita wouldn't have looked back at the Slytherin student not too far from her, just as she continued to gently draw out her words in cursive. "I wouldn't advise eating it, even if you have brushed it off. It's definitely been far more than five seconds, after all," she said as if ignoring the other girl's words entirely.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:40, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was being a bit more careful now. She didn't want to cut herself as that would have only covered the apple face she was working on in blood. It might have blended in with red apple skin, but it wasn't appealing to her in the slightest.* "Yuck." *She paused in disgust.* "I don't believe in that five second rule, pretty sure germ, and bacteria don't either. I wouldn't eat this thing even if it had been down there for one second."}}
{{Adelita|time=02:59, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="Well, we have apple skin and a knife. If it weren't sliced open, I'd have suggested just peeling it off then eating it. However, you do you, boo." Immediately, she refrained from continuing on and calling the other girl wasteful.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:48, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I haven't exactly had much of an appetite lately. When I snagged it from the kitchen it actually looked good, and I had every intention of eating it." *She shrugged.* "I'll probably take it down to the Gamekeeper's hut, and leave it for one of the creatures roaming around out there. I doubt it'll last long even in the dirt."}}
{{Adelita|time=21:38, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="Well, they are, in fact, animals who realistically try to eat or attack anything they come across," she said as she extended her hand out towards her, "Anyways, Adelita Saavedra. I'm not sure if it's a pleasure yet or not."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:25, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Point, yes. But, I said it would leave it there, not that I would hand feed any of them." *She took a moment to laugh at the uncompromisingly forthright, and almost insulting remark before shaking the other girl's hand.* "Meadow Maestro. It's always a pleasure, whether you realize it or not."}}
{{Adelita|time=23:55, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=After the brief shaking of hands, she quickly withdrew hers back to her pencil, "Sure, gurl," she said simply as she scribbled down the girl's name. "Your name is pretty sweet though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:06, November 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow crossed her arms over her chest awkwardly trying to keep the floor apple from being cradled in her armpit.* "What makes you say that? Is it of the use of alliteration with the double M's or is it because my first name is Meadow?"}}
{{Adelita|time=00:47, November 1, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="Perhaps it's both," she said as she contemplated it for a moment, "I wish I had picked something that worked with Saavedra...Ugh." At that, she smirked but she could only worry about what could've been.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:08, November 1, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow at the 'picked' comment her head tilting slightly to the right. She assumed the other girl changed her name from something less appealing.* "Adelita has a nice ring to it. Saavedra... isn't common, but to my ear at least, the two names fit together tonally."}}
{{Adelita|time=00:44, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita nodded carefully, biting back a laugh as she noticed the small tilt of Meadow's head, "Thanks, how flattering," she said as she flipped her hair over her should a bit dramatically.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:28, November 2, 2016 (UTC)~|Meadow="I thought I was bad at accepting compliments. Sweetie, you make me look as humble as pie. Whether or you meant you're 'thanks' I didn't believe it. That's not to say you need to be more sincere. Like you said. You do you, boo." *She shrugged.*}}
{{Adelita|time=02:14, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita laughed, "It's not entirely sincere, as I feel you already know," she said as she smirked and realized she kind of liked the girl a little bit. Shocking.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gave a soft chuckle, a similar smirk at her lips.* "I think your addition of 'that's flattering' sold the fact that you didn't really think so." *She nodded matter of factly.* "It might've been your tone of voice. Who really knows?"}}
{{Adelita|time=02:27, November 5, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="You, for you're the one who got sold on the idea it wasn't," she said, quite blandly as she tried not to furrow her (quite neatly painted on) eyebrows too much.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:10, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was hesitant to say those words. You're right. She said them in her head almost instantly. She didn't like it, the slight wrinkle of her nose making it more obvious that she might have wanted it to.* "Not exactly."}}
{{Adelita|time=05:35, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita smirked, before she laughed, "Gurl...Okay, if you say so." Obviously, the queen doubted the other girl's confidence in her words as she briefly looked her up and down somewhat.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:46, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. There it is again. Why do you keep calling me girl? I have a name, and I gave it to you. Did you forget it? Or is that just a thing that you do? You know? To make people think you didn't actually remember what their name is?"}}
{{Adelita|time=06:03, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="It's gurl, honey. It's not girl." As she pushed some strands of her hair behind her shoulder, she squinted her eyes at Meadow with a look of distaste. "Anyways, your name is Meadow Maestro. I don't need to be reminded. It's a term of endearment like hunty or mawma...just you're not a queen and you're not experienced."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:15, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tilted her head. The raised brow, and the slight pursing of her lips coming together to form a look that she used to do some of the talking for her.* "Oh, I know how you spell gurl, the thing is it sounds just like girl. And it sounds just like you don't know my name or you just choose not to use it. My daddy didn't name me gurl, is all I'm saying. If it's like you say, a term of endearment I don't mind. Hunty I just don't get though. It's confusing. Where did that random 'T' come from?"}}
{{Adelita|time=06:27, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Ade="No, they're different if you're willing to listen...for once," she said as she arched an eyebrow but she just scratched down the words without looking down at the paper. "It's not something to be explained to you, anyways. Therefore, don't think about it too much."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:27, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Because this hasn't been a pretty &@^% even back and forth? It's just me talking to myself. Right?" *She stopped speaking long enough to roll her eyes.* "I'm not wasting my time thinking about nonsense words. I was explaining something you clearly didn't care to listen too. I guess that makes us square."}}
{{Adelita|time=16:27, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Ade=Adelita rolled her eyes back, almost mocking the real girl. "Square. Even. Sure," she said as she waved her hand a bit dismissively, "I'd best be on my way to Ravenclaw Tower. I'm not wasting my time standing around down here." As if not wanting a response (because she did not) she already started walking away from Meadow.}}
=Viaduct Courtyard=
Meadow and Noland (2030)
{{NB|1=**He sat at the Courtyard brosing through his homework and timetables.**|2=17:50, October 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:15, October 26, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow passed under the covered cloister on her way to the Stone Circle.*}}
{{NB|1=**Noland jumped from his seat calling the girl from back "Hello you must be Meadow ? "|2=02:06, October 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:35, October 28, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow angled her head slightly to look at him.* "Are you Nolan... Block?"}}
{{NB|1=" Noland-Black " he would smile doing a faceplam " Its nice to meet you anyway "|2=02:57, October 29, 2016 (UTC) }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:10, October 30, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried to keep her chortles contained watching him palm his face.* I know who you are."}}
{{NB|1="So then you must know that you are supposed to help me ? " Noland would raise his eyebrows.|2=04:04, October 31, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:51, October 31, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow narrowed her eyes.* "What I'm supposed to do is rounds, and the same goes for you."}}
{{NB|1="Well sure since you are my senior and my female counterpart in this duty."Noland would grin " So we take points from Slytherin aswell if any of our students would break laws or we let that student go ?"|2=13:27, November 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:47, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="We can only take points from Slytherin, and we can give detentions. BUT, and I cannot stress this enough. It has to be for good reason. Do you think it's appropriate to give detention to someone because they didn't say hi back to you or something stupid like that?"}}
{{NB|1="That would be pretty cruel and unfair and we are not that stupid." Noland would nod|2=05:42, November 2, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:42, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm not. But, I can't speak for you. I've only just met you."}}
{{NB|1="Same goes for me I only know that you are a year older than me and a Prefect like me " |2=08:47, November 2, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:55, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm not perfect like you. I was prefect before you. There's a difference. You might not know that, but you'll learn."}}
{{NB|1="I know that and it is the reason why I owled you."|2=09:11, November 2, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:16, November 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You say you know... but you don't sound convincing?"}}
{{NB|1=" Well I am like that " Noland would smile hiding the fact that he really wasn't sure he knew.**|2=05:14, November 3, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:17, November 3, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyed him before shifting her gaze.* "What else did you think you needed help with?"}}
{{NB|1="It'd be a long list then.I hope you have time" |2=03:15, November 5, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:12, November 6, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't doubt that." *She shook her head.* "I meant in regard to being Prefect, rookie."}}
{{NB|1=" You're saying as if I have got a whole day to talk ? " Noland would raise his eyebrows |2=07:55, November 7, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=08:09, November 7, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Did I hear you wrong or did you not say that it was a long list?"}}
{{NB|1="List will not take all day for sure "|2=12:25, November 8, 2016 (UTC)}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:46, November 8, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you don't get to it, it will."}}
=Stone Circle=
Meadow and Max (2030)
{{Max|Because of the chilly weather, Max is wearing a green pullover jacket, some nice warm sweatpants, regular running shoes and earmuffs on his head. He is currently sitting on top of one of the stones, his attention focused solely on the sketchpad before him where he is drawing the exterior of Hogwarts Castle that could be seen from that certain angle. As to how he got there, his broomstick is propped up against the stone he is sitting on, pretty much accessible thanks to the summoning charm.|16:10, November 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:19, November 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was just a bit bundled up as she walked towards the Stone Circle. She hated when the weather got to the point of being bone chillingly cold, it usually limited what she was willing to wear one any given day. But, it didn't have to mean she couldn't still look good, and feel pretty. With the one year mark coming up for her, and Dustin she was hesitant to dress down these days. She sat on the steps leading down to the circle when she spotted the boy at the top of the rock. Saying she was disappointed he wasn't someone else was an understatement.*}}
{{Max|Max takes a break from drawing and takes a long, deep breath, causing mist to spew out of his mouth because of the cold weather. He then notices a girl walking towards to where he is, and instantly recognises her as the Slytherin Prefect. He doesn't really know her, which is weird, but perhaps this is the time to change that. "Hey. You're a Slytherin, right?" He calls out.|03:14, November 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:45, November 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded unsure if he could even see subtle bobbing of her head from that distance.* "I am. And I feel like I should be the one to tell you that you should probably get down from there. Unless you were trying to break your neck." *She sighed wondering how many times each year she was going to be the one to catch people boys doing dangerous things they mostly likely knew they shouldn't be doing.* "There isn't a rule against it that I know of. But, gravity does exist in the wizarding world."}}
{{Max|"As expected from a Prefect." He says with a snicker. "But oh well, I guess I'm going to have to be obey, lest I want to be in trouble, am I right? My drawing can wait. After all, I can always return." He says, waggling his eyebrows before proceeding to summon his broom, quickly hopping on it and then going for a really fast dash around the stones, circling around Meadow and trying to annoy her.|14:48, November 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:11, November 9, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Two consecutive years, and working toward a three-peat. Believe that." *She sighed watching him fly around her, she wasn't sure what the point of that was, and she quite honestly didn't care. If he smashed into the one of those stones because he was busy being a #^@%face that was his fault not hers. She did her duty, and gave him a life saving warning. If he kept pushing his luck, she might watch. She also might leave him to perish without a witness. She was not in the mood to be accomplice.*}}
{{Max|He notices Meadow's disinterest and halts in front of her, squinting his eyes at the Prefect as if he's studying her and looking for her weak points. "Hmm, I can't believe I'm saying this but, you might be the first person I've failed to annoy in my six years here at Hogwarts. That's saying something." He tilts his head and looks at her, a bit puzzled.|12:08, November 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=~~~~~|Meadow=*Meadow glared at him, and her brows began knitting together the longer he was halted in front of her. She didn't care for the face-to-face, she barely knew this boy, and now he was invading her personal bubble.* "You're not the first person to try to annoy me, and you definitely won't be the last. Sorry, not sorry." *She shrugged breathing a sigh through her nose. She was most definitely not in the mood.*}}
 {{Max|He laughs. "Well don't think you're getting rid of me anytime soon. It's kind of my job to be annoying and fun, otherwise this place will be sullen and oh so boring." He says, feigning a disgusted expression. "The name's Max Kowalski by the way. 6th Year."|12:25, November 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had zero interest in giving this Max fellow the wrong impression. Having been in that situation with a different boy before she's got no desire for another year simmering with tension.* "I know who you are. We're in the same house, and have almost all the same classes. I'm Meadow Maestro."}}
{{Max|Max is astounded, but given his short attention span and his ADHD, he shouldn't really be surprised that he did not know Meadow has been his classmate all along. But he is, and it's making him feel really bad about himself. "Well, that's just sad. I had no f*cking idea we were classmates." He says, unable to stop himself from using the "f" word.|05:36, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:55, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow narrowed her eyes slightly as she stared at him. Not for the swear she assumed he let slip, whatever the reason, she was used to hearing far worse from her father.* "I find it amusing you claim to not have known we're classmates since we've been housemates for six years. Yet you knew that I was Prefect." *She paused for a brief moment to blink, and sigh.* "Smells like bull$#^% to me."}}
{{Max|"Well, yeah, I know you're the prefect, but I never knew your name nor even paid attention enough during classes to actually remember you being there. I uh, I have ADHD so my attention span is really....you know. I'm not good with faces that much, and so I apologize if I hadn't recognized you. Besides if you haven't noticed, I was pretty much always with my best friend......who is.....well.....wow, um, no longer my best friend..." He suddenly feels sad, and regrets talking about his best friend - or his lack thereof.|15:49, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded. She wasn't well versed in mental disorders, she did know what the letters stood for, and on occasion what symptoms looked like.* "I only sort of know. My younger brother has ADHD. I'm not entirely familiar with it, but I have some idea of what you have to deal with. Apology accepted, but, you didn't have to say that. It isn't like we've ever had a conversation before now. Other than me being Prefect you have no reason to know who I am." *She shrugged.* "It's funny you mention your best friend. I haven't been giving mine as much attention as I used to."}}
{{Max|He nods, but now he feels defeated that he's no longer in the mood to be outgoing. Instead, he sighs. "Mine just sort of decided I'm not worth it after an incident last year....it sucks." He's feeling really down, and he knows he shouldn't be chasing after people that don't want him. It's just that he can't believe that one mistake could change everything. He's tried moving on though, but it's just not the same.|03:04, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:22, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="People can be... difficult." *She knew from experience that some people didn't deserve the time or the effort that went into befriending them, or making amends if that was necessary.* "And an even smaller few of those difficult people are just stupid idiots. You can't be upset that someone isn't willing to try to get over whatever it is that ruined your friendship. That means they're dumb. No offense. But, you're ex-best friend sounds like a bag of &^@%$ with no handles. You're better off without that."}}
{{Max|Meadow's speech actually brightens him up a bit, causing him to laugh lightly, even. "That's true. It's just that, I always blame myself for the things that happen around me." He frowns a bit. "Anyways, I'm really sorry for being a dickwad earlier. I try to mask my sadness and gloom by being outgoing and cheerful. But I guess there are things that can trigger me and make me sullen all of a sudden." He sighs.|17:59, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:59, November 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiles just barely, she hadn't been around Cal in a long time, she wasn't familiar with the sudden change. It almost caught her by surprise how quickly Max' mood shifted.* "I think that's a sign that you're a good person. Not a bag of &^@%$, like that guy you were talking about. I don't know him, obviously. But I doubt he feels bad. If he did we probably wouldn't be having the conversation." *She shrugged.* "Triggers exist for everyone, it's all in how you deal with them."}}
{{Max|He nods and tries his best to bury deep down all the sadness he's feeling. "Thanks." He whispers and smiles at her. "Really sorry for acting the way I did. Hey, if you're not busy maybe I can make it up to you? What friendly activity would you want to be doing?" He really meant it in a friendly way, after all, he's still hung over someone else...|11:23, November 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:13, November 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged again, despondently.* "Don't mention it. Seriously, because I wasn't really doing anything for you. It just so happens all my rambling seemed to make you feel better, I guess it gave you something else to think about for a little while." *She narrowed her eyes at him, shortly before one of her eyebrows arched suspiciously.* "What, in your mind, constitutes a friendly activity."}}
{{Max|Max shrugs. "Well, I like Quidditch and Gobstones. And duelling, too. I also like taking walks and flying around Hogwarts on my broom, but I'm not really sure if you're romantically involved with someone - and I really meant it when I said friendly - so I think it's best to stick to the other activities I mentioned." He grins, his cheerfulness slowly coming back to life.|14:49, November 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, November 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Let me assure you I meant every word in a platonic sense. I am in fact romantically involved going on a year now. That's not the point. I was asking you what sorts of things you like to do, since you did respond. Let's stick with that." *She nodded rushing on.* "I don't fly much, but I like quidditch. I have no clue how to play Gobstones, and clearly I do a bit of walking. That's how I got here. Dueling sounds like the best option to me, but, with my badge... I'm not sure I can participate, and keep it."}}
{{Max|He nods in understanding. He meant everything in a platonic sense as well, and this might actually be a step in the right direction considering he doesn't have many friends right now. "Hmmm...what do you wanna do, then? Play quidditch, fly around, or take a stroll?" He asks. "Ladies get to pick." He adds with a smile.|14:22, November 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time= 02:28, November 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pressed her lips together in thought. She couldn't risk playing quidditch with him. She knew he was a Beater, and being a target for bludgers was a huge reason she didn't actually play. Walking around the school with him screamed all sorts of inappropriate to her which only left the one option she couldn't find a reason to reject.* "I guess we're going flying."}}
{{Max|He smiles brightly and mounts his broom, kicking off and starts hovering above the ground. "This is gonna be great." He says and then notices that Meadow doesn't have her broom anywhere near her. "A summoning charm should get your broom here in no time." He explains. "Also, I've been meaning to ask, what are your thought about racing?" He grins mischievously.|15:01, November 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:39, November 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stood, and dusted off her backside. Sitting on the ground usually left its mark whether people noticed it or not." "I think I mentioned before I don't fly much. When I said that I guess I should have also mentioned that I don't have my own broom. I thought it was implied. The school has a bunch, I don't mind use one that's just lying around." *She chuckled a bit.* "You have to wait to get beat in a race until after I've picked one out."}}
{{Max|Max grins. "I'll go get you a broom, then." He uses the summoning charm to well, summon one of the school's free-to-use broomsticks to their current location. He sort of somehow mastered the spell already, having used it a thousand times because of the accessibility it provides as well as its usefulness in general. The broom arrives and lands in front of Meadow a few minutes later. It's kind of old, but still in great condition unlike some of the brooms they use for the First Year Flying Lessons. "Well, it's not the best, but I think it'd still give you a fighting chance against me. Although I'd really doubt that." He says with a cocky smile.|16:47, November 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You don't have to do th--" *She snatched the broom with a forced smile. She clearly said after I've picked a broom. As in after she made the choice herself. In spite of his overly kind, and completely rude gesture Meadow inspected the broom to the best of her ability. She didn't play quidditch, despite that she was a fan. She watched Emily Smith play for an American Team at the Quidditch World Cup not once, but twice. She is no expert in wandlore by any means, but she knows the difference between an Ellerby and Spudmore and a Flyte and Barker. She eerily held a hand over her broom nonverbally commanding it to fly. Kicking off with disturbing precision she rose to his height where her glare was much clearer.* "I was willing to meet you at the training grounds."}}
{{Max|He grins, a bit happy at the fact that Meadow seemed to be annoyed with him when he summoned her a broomstick. "Well, the training grounds it is, then!" He announces and then zooms off, heading towards the direction of the pitch where his daily Quidditch practice was held. He glances behind him, observing Meadow.|04:24, November 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:16, November 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wasn't far behind, while he was busy looking back she was looking forwards. She caught up to him as quickly as possible despite not having flown nearly as often as he would have given his position on their house team.* "Your headed towards the pitch not the training grounds." *She went with his decision, and broke away from him pushing that all old broom headed towards the [[The Quidditch Pitch|pitch]].*}}
=West Tower=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was coming down the tower with a rather disappointing letter from his family.|time=03:03, November 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:03, November 10, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sat at the bottom of the stairs elbows on her knees, her chin supported by clasped hands.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw his girlfriend. He wordlessly took the seat next to her.|time=15:19, November 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:35, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was consumed by thoughts, and jumped when she felt someone next to her. She turned her head, and seeing Dustin she dropped her head on his shoulder.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was now concerned for her, and he put an arm around her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.|time=02:37, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled just slightly. It was harder for her not to react, than it was for her to force it away.* "Where were you headed?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I... I don't know, back to my Common Room, I suppose?"|time=02:43, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:48, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You don't have to sit here with me. If you've got something else to do."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I have nothing better to do there. Is everything okay, Meadow?"|time=02:49, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I didn't say better, I said something else" *She wrinkled her nose.* "I'm fine. Are you okay?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I... got bad news from my parents. Well..." he paused, then corrected himself. "Not bad as in... worse. Just... more of the same, but it's not good."|time=02:58, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:01, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's eyes went wide for split second, she felt guilty for not having asked him that sooner. She always felt guilty for not expressing more concern.* "Not good as in they still don't know anything?" *She bit her lip nervously.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "And... she's still not been found. No new leads..." He looked over at her, eyes clearly filled with pain. "They... they want to... declare her..." He couldn't say it. Not his sister...|time=03:03, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow could see the pain in his eyes, and it tore through her like a hot knife through melted butter. She wasn't feeling so great before, now she felt worse. She slipped an arm around his back, the other meeting it around front as she hugged him tightly.* "I'm so sorry, Dustin."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He clung to her. "Me too..."|time=03:18, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:24, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Is there anything I can do to help?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "If... if they don't find her in a few weeks... they're going to do it." His jaw twitched as he tried to hold back the tears. "And then they'll... stop looking."|time=03:26, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:37, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hugged him tighter. She didn't know what to say. Was she supposed to comfort him with stupid cliché phrases? When it came to Lizzie, and this situation she was always terrified she might say something insensitive. That was the last thing she wanted to do, most of all to him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He took a long breath and let it out slowly.|time=03:43, November 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:49, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wanted so badly to give him even a glimmer of hope. She wasn't the best person for that sort of thing. She was much better at creating morbid mental scenarios that people often didn't even want to imagine.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Anyway...." he said with a feeble twitch of his lips that didn't quite make a smile.|time=03:50, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:56, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="We should do something to distract you. This is always going to be in the back of your mind, but you don't have to think about it 24/7."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'd welcome that."|time=03:58, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'd welcome that."|time=03:58, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:48, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Good." *She smiled back albeit weakly.* "Now or later?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I'm good with now, if you are."|time=18:04, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="What do you want to do? Or are you leaving that up to me?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I'd love to see what you have up your sleeve."|time=02:09, November 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:13, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow presented one arm, then the other with a magician's flourish. "Nothing at the moment, but that could change."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled, but waited to see what she wanted to do.|time= 02:14, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="There's something I've been wanting to show you." *She stood offering her hand.* "Come with me."}}
=Dungeon Five=
Meadow and Dustin (2030)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He knew he'd missed their anniversary... and he felt badly about it. But midterms had reached their height... and he knew they'd both been busy. So he'd picked a weekend he knew Meadow had off from rounds... and sent her a cute little invitation to meet him here. He'd done a thorough magical scrubbing of the little room. He had a number of different desserts-- he'd figured fondue would be fun, and had strawberries, marshmallows, and graham crackers waiting with sticks, and the chocolate fountain running. He'd brought some candles he'd found tucked away in some storage room and lit the room softly. Now... all he needed was Meadow.|time=02:48, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:07, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was more than overwhelmed by the amount of work went into being a sixth year, and Prefect on top of that. She felt underwhelmed the first go of it, the second was proving to be a challenge on top of having a social life which she felt like she was epically failing at. When she used to spending all of her time with her violin, she was neglecting it at this point in favor of trying to spend time with Dustin, and still accomplish all the goals she set for herself on her way towards a three-peat. With the note from Dustin in hand she tucked it away after reading for the umpteenth time chuckling to herself because once again she found herself grateful that he found her, more so that he'd fallen in love with her. She bent a final corner stopping short of Dungeon Five peeking inside the old abandoned classroom.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He turned around when he heard someone coming in and a gentle smile crossed his face. "Hey gorgeous."|time=16:23, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:50, November 13, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow crept around the cored, and into the room timidly looking around at everything he'd done a slow smile spread across her face.* "Dustin. You didn't have to do this."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:52, November 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow fought a smile, and lost.* "I love you."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled, walking over to her. He took her hands in his own. "I love you, too," he said before pressing a kiss to her lips.|time=02:24, November 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:18, November 14, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow planted multiple kisses on his lips as she pulled away.* "I know we're in the Dungeon, but being here with you now doesn't feel that way. Dustin, this is so romantic."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Good. I was looking for somewhere... sort of private, that wasn't the Kitchens."|time=18:44, November 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, November 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="There are a lot of other choice." *She grinned back.* "But, honestly. I'm not complaining. This, for me, is absolutely perfect."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Glad you like it. Now can we eat it? I've been staring at a chocolate fountain for a half hour and I'm rather ready to enjoy it, if I do say so myself."|time=04:15, November 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:55, November 15, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Who's stopping you?" *She chuckled tugging on his hand bringing him closer to the fountain.* "I can't believe you didn't taste test it to be sure it's good chocolate. Or did you?" *She eyes him suspiciously as she picks up a marshmallow.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned sheepishly. "Maybe once or twice."|time=15:33, November 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:41, November 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="And I thought you had more willpower than that." *She joked.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Not around food," he admitted. He offered her a stick and gestured to the options. "Dig in!"|time=03:45, November 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:52, November 16, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't mind if I do." *She stuffed the marshmallow into her mouth enjoying the spongy whipped gelatin before plunging the stick into a strawberry.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and also took a strawberry for himself, before sticking it into the chocolate fountain, coating it evenly.|time=18:38, November 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:03, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow silently adored Dustin for just a few seconds as she started to carefully supply an irritatingly equal amount of chocolate to her strawberry.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled over at her as he took a bite off the strawberry. There was a satisfied look on his face. "So good," he said after swallowing.|time=03:18, November 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:50, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded smiling at him behind a hand to her mouth as she chewed trying not to laugh too hard, and spit on him.* "I can't believe you did this." *She took a minute to give him a light chocolatey kiss.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and kissed her back for a few moments. "I love you."|time=15:24, November 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:50, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow lingered for a few short seconds before pulling away.* "I love you, too."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and stuck a marshmellow on the end of his stick and stuck that into the chocolate next.|time=19:20, November 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, November 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow finished her strawberry, then promptly stuffed another marshmallow into her mouth. Watching to see if Dustin was looking she shoved another one into her cheek.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "So you like marshmellows? I'll have to remember that.|time=02:13, November 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:54, November 19, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded covering a strawberry in chocolate.* "I love marshmallows."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Have you heard of a s'more? It's something my parents told me about. It's an American treat."
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Ooc: At least, to my knowledge, smores are an American thing.|time=15:18, November 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:23, November 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grinned intent to play dumb.* "Have you ever had one?" *She finished her strawberry, in a series of methodic bites.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "My mother is American, so she introduced me and my sister to them."|time=15:56, November 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:26, November 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="So is my dad, we didn't have {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I think they're great. Sticky. But great."|time=15:17, November 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, November 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled.* "They should only be sticky when you're making them."}}them a lot, but I've heard of them before. My real question was do you like them?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Or eating them," he said with a grin.|time=01:44, November 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:57, November 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="If you're eating them wrong." *She chuckled.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Yes, dear."|time=02:00, November 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:54, November 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed, and rolled her eyes.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "What?" he asked with a grin. "Isn't that my job? Agree with you?"|time=14:39, November 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:43, November 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed again.* "I didn't even say anything." *She shook her, her smile growing wider.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head, not sure what else to say.|time=04:09, November 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:29, November 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grabbed a few graham crackers, and a marshmallow. She coated the marshmallow in chocolate before using it to smear chocolate on the crackers.* "See. Mess free."
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OOC: You know me, and endings. If you want to be done this can be over.}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh, c'mon... that's not a smore! You have to toast the marshmellow first! So it's golden brown and gooey."|time=18:15, November 24, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:03, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gasped feigning insult before she laughed.* "That's your problem right there. They don't need to be any shade of brown. Just kind of gooey, and sort of melty."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Personal preference," he said. "But can we at least admit that setting fire to the marshmellow should be punishable by law?"|time=02:16, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay. Yes, but... it depends on the punishment. Some people like a burnt marshmallows. I'm not one of those people. Still though it does look cool when it happens."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He wrinkled his nose. "It feels like a crime against marshmellows to set if on fire and then eat it. It deserves more respect than that."|time=02:31, November 25, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:34, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="I like them just the way they are. I have admit a little heat, and a little chocolate does so something. But again." *She picked another marshmallow, and stuffed it in her mouth.* "Best food ever!"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Love you, Meadow."|time=02:35, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:39, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled bashfully trying to finish off the marshmallow so she could speak.* "I love you, too."}}
=The Quidditch Pitch=
Meadow and Max (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:16, November 18, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was invigorated by her semi-professional technique, and her aeronautical decision making. She knew she was going to beat Max, in spite of the detour he took her on through the school, and the shortcuts they had to make just to keep up with one another. She didn't think she would have ever had that much fun wheile flying.*}}
{{Max|Max is amazed of Meadow's flying abilities, and how she managed to overtake him and be the frontrunner. However, as a team player, Max has a few tricks up his sleeves and he refuses to lose. With the Quidditch Pitch in sight, he leans forward, letting the front of the broomstick carry some of his weight, and then he speeds up, almost at par with the Slytherin Prefect. "Nice technique you got there. But I'm afraid you're going to lose." He leans forward again, determined to gain speed and potentially overtake Meadow.|15:32, November 20, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:21, November 21, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow grew complacent in first place, when she realized she was having fun. She was enjoying the rush of adrenaline she thought she would only feel when nailing a dance routine, or learning a new piece of music. Both of those feelings tied for second behind flying at this point. As Max caught up her out of body experience came to an end, and she snapped back into competitive mode. She picked up speed so as not to not lose the lead she built up making him eat her dust the majority of the race.* "You can't watch and learn in you're in front, Kowalski. Get behind me!" *She laughed trying to breeze by him.*}}
{{Max|He tried his best but goddamn this girl is good, he thought. He was right behind Meadow when they finally got to the pitch - he was a millisecond behind. He hits the brakes and hovers in the air as he pants for air. He knows he shouldn't even be that tired, considering the physical effort he exerted was just minimal. But still, he couldn't help it. The thrill and the fun he felt was through the roof, causing him to be like this. He grins brightly at Meadow and congratulates her. "Well, wow. Definitely didn't see my Saturday going like this. That was really fun! Congrats, girl."|09:36, November 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:46, November 24, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow never went down with a "tooth and nail" fight when she could muster the intestinal fortitude to do so. Beating Max for the time being was another one of those things in life she absolutely had to be right about it. He'd thrown too much of a challenge out for her to just settle on losing to him because he played for the house team. She might not be sporty, but she was definitely able-bodied. Once they hit the pitch Meadow brought herself to a stop whirling around on her broom before leaning forward, and dropping her torso against the hand in exhaustion.* "You're not the only one Kowalski. I didn't picture myself on a broom today, tomorrow, or anytime in the near future. But, that was a lot of fun."}}
{{Max|He smiles, glad that Meadow had fun on their little adventure. "Well, now that we're here, you wanna go practice some Quidditch? With your athletic skills, I'm pretty sure you'll make a great player." He compliments.|03:42, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=13:25, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow pushed up off the broom her forearms supporting some of her weight. As she looked at Max her brow furrowed.* "Are you making fun of me? I'm a dancer/violinist. And, I'll be honest, I don't play quidditch to make sure I can keep playing violin."}}
{{Max|He frowns. "I wasn't making fun of you. I just...you were a really good flyer, okay? If anyone would've seen our little race there, they had to think you were a Quidditch player of some sort." He explains.|14:35, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:51, December 2, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh, okay. Well... thank you?" *She wrinkled her nose.* "I don't really know how to take compliments, I'm better at returning insults." *She sat upright, and shrugged.* "So? How does a rookie like me go about practicing quidditch?"}}
=Quad Battlements=
Meadow Oriol, and Ginger (Garza/Clara) (2031)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:51, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Garza!" *She was familiar with that Slytherin at least, the girl on the other hand she made it a point to get to know better for next term.* "And... girl. What's your name?" *She didn't grab her by the arm like she wanted to, though she did glare rather furiously.*
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OOC: Is there a rule against kissing?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:51, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol pulled away from Clara, stepping back, and pushing her away at the sound of the female voice. When he saw it was Maestro he groaned, and rolled his eyes.}} {{ClaraD|Clara= She stepped back just slightly fixing a defiant look at the Prefect. "Why d'you care?"
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OOC: I don't think so? But it's not something they need to be doing out in the open??? xD|time=04:53, December 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:59, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol chuckled. He couldn't really hide that he did it so he just smiled idiotically at the Prefect.*
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OOC: You mean out in the anywhere. XD}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:59, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="The fact that you're with this one here," *She pointed at Oriol never breaking eye contact.* "means I'm probably going to get to know you quite well."}} {{ClaraD|Clara= She looked over at Oriol. "Is this your sister or something?"|time=05:03, December 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:39, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol grimaced, and gagged.* "If she were my sister I'd di--" *He was cut off by Meadow.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:39, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="It doesn't matter what I am to him." *She interrupted him stepping between the two of them.* "I asked you for your name. You can tell me, or you can share that attitude with Professor Déonté."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:39, December 22, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol="Clear...water... Ginger. Her name is Ginger Clearwater. She's... my friend and she only speaks ... Catalan." *He grinned looking winking at Clara behind Meadow's back.*}} {{ClaraD|Clara= She was impressed with his quick thinking and looked up at the Prefect and smiled innocently.|time=15:41, December 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:18, December 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="You were just speaking English." *She narrowed her eyes at the girl.* "Like I said you can tell it to Déonté."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:18, December 23, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol="Tell her what? That my friend Ginger is new here, and she just saw a ghost... for the first time. She was scared! ...You could ask her if you want?" *He tried not to laugh.*}} {{ClaraD|Clara= She bobbed her head up and down, still not saying a word. Her eyes went wide and she pointed in the air just behind the Prefect.|time=05:28, December 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:36, December 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow scowled at Clara before turning around to glare at Garza.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:36, December 23, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol="Ginger's ... starting her... official first full year next year. Maybe... she'll go back to Germany? You didn't exactly give her the best introduction." *He stepped aside Meadow to put an arm around Clara to 'comfort her' mumbling in Catalan.*}} {{ClaraD|Clara= She nodded along, pretending to understand.|time=06:37, December 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:53, December 23, 2016 (UTC)|Meadow="Get out of here. And don't let me catch you like that with her again." *She sighed and rolled her eyes.* "That goes for her too. Tell her..." *She stood there hands on her hips waiting for him to tell her, and them to leave.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:53, December 23, 2016 (UTC)|Oriol=*Oriol turned to leave with Clara dropping his arm so the he could pinch himself, and try not to laugh.* "Només seguir nedant... Què fem... només seguir nedant.."
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OOC: He is singing it, I know it does not apply but it makes me laugh.}} {{ClaraD|Clara= She grinned and waved to the Prefect as she headed out on her way with Oriol.|time=06:55, December 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
|-|Seventh Year=
=El Rincon del Diablo=
Meadow and Dustin (2031)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He walked into the restaurant with Meadow. Once they were led to their table, he pulled her chair out for her.|time=03:00, January 4, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:20, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took her seat grinning up at Dustin as she did. She pressed her lips together not sure what she should say, but intent on saving her big, and probably dramatic thank you for later.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled across at her. "Happy birthday, Meadow."|time=03:21, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:25, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Thanks." *She grinned again.* "You didn't have do this, Dustin. I would've been just as happy at The Leaky Cauldron."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Eh, we can get that any old time," he said. "It's your birthday... we should do something special." He smiled. "And it's not just any birthday. You're an adult now."|time=03:28, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You said it..." *She sighed.* "You said it, and it's still weird. I mean, I don't feel any different. I don't feel like an adult, and yet I am. That's... it's just weird." *She bit her lip, and scrunched her nose.* "Is there something that I'm supposed to so that everyone else knows?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Well... we're at a magical restaurant. Pull your wand out and use magic? That might solidify it."|time=03:35, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:39, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow burst out laughing. She stopped to look at him before she started to laugh again.* "I could do that. I won't, but I could."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "And why not?"|time=03:39, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:42, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't do things just because I can."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Aww, c'mon. It doesn't have to be a habit." He grinned mischievously. "It's your birthday."|time=03:43, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:52, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="It's my birthday is the excuse just for today right? if that's the case I am not about to waste it right here, right now."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "So how do you want to spend that excuse?" he asked with a smile, glancing down at the menu-- the waiter would come back eventually.|time=03:53, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:03, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled in response to his question. She wasn't exactly sure of her own answer just yet.* "You'll know when it happens."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Well then I look forward to it," he said.|time=04:05, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:12, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Save some of that enthusiasm for the moment would you?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "So what looks good?" he asked, referring to the menu.|time=04:14, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:16, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow blushed before looking down at the menu.* "Oh, right. You meant the menu. I don't know. I've never had Mexican food before."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I've had some, once and awhile. Enchiladas are good. Burritos if you're feeling really hungry."|time=04:19, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:23, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked up both items, reading the description, and which ingredients were listed before referring to Dustin's expertise again.* "Well, which did you like better?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Enchiladas," he said after a moment's thought.|time=04:25, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:29, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Is that what you're thinking of getting?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I can get something different so you could try it if you like," he said with a smile.|time=04:31, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:39, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="No, if you like it. Please, get it. I'm thinking I'll get something with rice. Arroz con something... probably shrimp, or chicken."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Alright," he said, closing his menu, deciding on the enchiladas.|time=04:40, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:49, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow closed her menu as well.* "I'm still not sure, but if I leave my menu open they'll probably ignore us."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and sure enough, a few moments later the waiter arrived. Dustin ordered himself a cola, and a the enchiladas.|time=04:50, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:56, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tilted her head in the direction of the waiter, that 'I'm always right' grin on her face before she lifted her chin and placed her order. In split second decision she chose to order the exact the same thing.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He gave her an exasperated look and then ordered chips and salsa for the table.|time=05:01, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:03, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I can have the rice next time. If I don't like the enchiladas I can blame you though."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Our taste buds are supposed to be identical?" he said, rolling his eyes.|time=05:04, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:03, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I read something somewhere about couples being in sync. I think by couples it meant married couples. But, we'll find out. Won't we?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Well, if you don't like it, I guess we're doomed, then?" he said with a teasing grin.|time=05:12, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:15, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head.* "Not doomed, at least not from my perspective. Just... not quite there yet. But we've got time."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "I like that train of thought better."|time=05:17, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:26, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Now I'm excited to pretend I don't like them even if I do. Just to see how you react."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Oh c'mon. If you like them... then we're on that path to... the same taste buds thing.|time=05:27, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:34, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You've built up this perfect sort of realization for the if I do. Are you still going to love me even if I don't?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I would love you even if you hated every single food that I like."|time=05:37, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:39, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nearly fell out of her chair as leaned heavily to one side laughing.* "You lie. I'm sure that would start to bother you after a while. But, I do think it's really cute that even said it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I'd make two meals every night if I had to," he said with a shrug.|time=05:42, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:39, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Not to burst the really cute idea bubble you have going. But what if I didn't like either of them?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Well then you're being difficult and that's on you. Your boyfriend just made two separate meals and you can't choke down one?" he said with a chuckle.|time=07:00, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:04, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I suppose I could do that." *She nodded.* "If he really went through all that trouble just for me."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Well he would. Cause I would."|time=07:05, January 5, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:06, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You really would. Wouldn't you? Your not just saying that because you know I want to hear it?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I'd... do anything for you, Meadow," he said with a shrug.|time=07:08, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:10, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed through an overwhelming desire to kiss him.* "Okay. Then I would choke down food I don't like for you. Whether you made it or not."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned at her. The waiter brought over their chips and salsa, indicating which was hot, and which was mild, and their drinks.|time=07:11, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:14, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried the mild salsa first, then the hot before she reached for her drink.* "It's not spicy, I'm just thirsty."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He flashed her a grin. "Yes, dear," he said, dunking his chip into the hot salsa.|time=07:16, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:17, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow continued to eat the hot salsa to try to prove a point. She also continued to down her drink as well.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Aiming to take advantage of the free refills?" He asked jokingly.|time=17:25, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, January 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You could say that." *She nodded slowly.* "I'm just trying to make sure we get our money's worth."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Of course," he said nodding, continuing to eat the hot salsa effortlessly.|time=03:58, January 6, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:29, January 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled, and rolled her eyes as she pushed her drink aside.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So how's your summer been so far?"|time=15:02, January 6, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:20, January 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Better? Considering..." *She sighed pursing her lips to one side of her face.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= A look of concern crossed his face. "Everything okay?"|time=17:23, January 6, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:48, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Yes... actually everything's great." *She wrinkled her nose.* "But, I feel sort of ... bad."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "About what?" he asked.|time=03:49, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:53, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="My mom." *She furrowed her brow.* "She... left me. Again. I should feel something. Right?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= His gaze reflected her own-- a furrowed brow. "You... don't?"|time=03:54, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Other than anger? Not really." *She shrugged nonchalantly.* "I should miss her. Shouldn't I?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "How... long was she back?"|time=03:57, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:01, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Years...almost half my life."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Some people.... when they're sad or something... try to hurt others."|time=04:09, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:13, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I don't want to hurt anyone, Dustin. Unless they've hurt me. ... I should want to hurt my mom, but I don't. And... It's strange to me."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He reached across the table to squeezed her hand supportively.|time=04:16, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:19, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I was mad for a few months, at first. Now. I... don't care. Not anymore."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, still listening.|time=04:24, January 7, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:33, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Shouldn't I be sad? Isn't that... a proper stage of grief or something?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "Sweetheart, I don't think that should apply in your situation."|time=04:35, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:36, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="But? She's my mom. I didn't know her the first time. I do now. I should miss her. And. I don't. That's... wrong."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He felt moved enough to stand up from his chair and he moved closer to her, squatting down next to her chair looking up at her. He didn't care that people were probably staring... he cared about her.|time=04:38, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:46, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow leaned towards Dustin ever so slightly clutching his hand a little tighter. She didn't know where the sudden burst of emotion was coming from, she knew didn't like it. Before she knew it she was sniffling, and her eyes were welling up with tears.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He hugged her for a moment before pulling away, keeping his face somewhat close to hers. He looked at her for a long moment before gently pressing his lips against hers.|time=04:54, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:31, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow kissed Dustin back, once softly, then again with a bit more feeling. She felt a bit too self conscious in such a public place, and tad like she was blubbering too unnecessarily to commit fully to expressing her affection for him in such a tender moment.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He parted from her and caressed her cheek lightly with his thumb before returning to his seat.|time=05:34, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:36, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow avoided his gaze for a few silent moments, her brow furrowed slightly.* "I'm fine. I promise." *She took a deep breath, and smiled at him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Good."
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OOC: Has the waiter come yet? xD I forgot.|time=05:38, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:41, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow ran a light hand under her eyes not-so-subtly checking for tears.*
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OOC: Only with chips and salsa. c:}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He glanced over his shoulder and saw that the food was arriving. Dustin thanked the waiter as he set their plates in front of them.|time=05:44, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:46, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow eyed her food like a hawk, and thanked the waiter quietly. She was excited to be eating, and may have done a seated happy shuffle. She was also grateful for the break from conversation.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:02, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked at him with all the authority of a librarian.* "Shoosh. I'm trying not to be."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Impossible," he said flashing her a grin as he continued eating.|time=06:04, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:07, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had to stop eating entirely to cover her face ever so slightly to giggle bashfully.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned, pleased with himself.|time=06:09, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:17, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nibbled on her lip hesitantly.* "What did you have planned later?"
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OOC: Turkey. The End?}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I was going to let you decide. It's your birthday."
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OOC: I'm so confused. Do you want to stop this RP? xD|time=06:18, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:21, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Say that, a lot for as long as you mean it. That's all I really want for my birthday. Do you promise?"
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OOC: No! c: ...just stilted for conversation post meal. }} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Promise."|time=06:23, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:26, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's look changed instantly from cautions to mischievous.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "What're you planning?" he asked with a chuckle.|time=06:27, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:33, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I haven't got a plan." *She shook her head feigning innocence.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Yes, dear," he said, thick with sarcasm and complete with an eyeroll.|time=06:35, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:44, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't overuse that one now either. You're bound to need it." *She laughed.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "I'll be using it for the rest of my life," he said with a chuckle.|time=06:46, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:49, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="If you play your card right, you just might. ... That wasn't supposed to rhyme. But, it did."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled at her and finished off his meal.|time=06:50, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:54, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow didn't clear her plate, although did eat as much as she was able.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= The waiter came back with the bill, which Dustin took. "Did you want a box?" he asked Meadow.|time=06:56, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:59, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shook her head as she looked down at the scraps.* "I could eat it, but I won't."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded and put the proper coins, with tip, on the the table. He stood up and offered his hand to her. "Ready, m'lady?"|time=07:02, January 8, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:20, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took his hand, and crept even closer to him as she stood.* "Only when you are, m'lord." *She tried not to smirk.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and led her out of the restaurant.|time=17:31, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:32, January 9, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow waited until they were good distance outside the door before she stopped.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He stopped with her, looking at her curiously. "So... where to?"|time=02:32, January 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:08, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="My place? ...to get out of the rain..."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Lead the way," he said with a smile.|time=03:11, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:13, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="There's one thing I want you to do first." *She grinned.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Alright," he said looking at her expectantly. "What is it?"|time=15:59, January 10, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:47, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Kiss me." *She'd slip her wand into her hand to conjure a small cloud lightly drizzling above.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and stepped in closer to her. He looked at her deep in the eyes for a moment before pressing his lips against hers, kissing her tenderly, but lovingly.|time=16:49, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:58, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrapped her arms around him enjoying the romantically cheesy birthday moment he'd helped her create. Dreaming about it would mean so much more to her now that it was real, and she was sharing it with him.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in close as he deepened the kiss.|time=17:00, January 10, 2017 (UTC)~}}
=Prefects' Carriage=
Meadow and Team Prefect (2031)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, January 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow headed into the Prefect's carriage first, if she weren't Head Girl she would have lingered on the Slytherin carriage or went to see Dustin. Finding herself alone she stowed her things, and waited for everyone else.*}} {{Alden|Alden= He wandered in and noticed he was the first one here, besides the Head Girl who he gave a courteous nod to.|time=23:27, January 17, 2017 (UTC)}}{{IsobelW|time=11:55, January 18, 2017 (UTC)|Iz= With the pin already imbedded in her robes and shining brightly, a proud Isobel Woodhouse entered the Prefects' Carriage. Looking around, she came to the realization there were only two other people in the carriage, but she played it off as the teachers being slow.}}
{{Bond_em7|time=13:33, January 18, 2017 (UTC)|Emilie=She'd come in with her military look and bearing, hair in a tight bun, and promptly find herself a seat.}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=15:21, January 18, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=Cecilia entered the Prefects' Carriage a little after Emilie. Admittedly, the first thing Ceci wanted to do was to see Meadow. Spotting Meadow, she'd smile. "Hey, Meadow."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:22, January 19, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smirked at her Giant friend saving quips about height for later. She flashed the Glamazon a wink giving a charming grin to the rest.* "Hey all. My name is Meadow, Head Girl this year."}}
{{ElenaS|"Hey guys, sorry I'm late." She says shyly as she enters the carriage.|11:46, January 21, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Micah Baek|Micah came into the carriage a bit late, having gotten caught up in a goodbye with Harrison. "Hey everyone~"|04:56, January 22, 2017 (UTC)}}
=Head Dormitories=
Meadow and Dustin (2031)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:43, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow walked with Dustin from their meeting place following rounds. She was excited to show him the Head dorm, she was nervous at the same time. She didn't want him to think she was showing off.* "This is my new HQ. Also known as the best place to find me if I'm not with you. Which should be never, but I don't want to sound clingy."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled, squeezing her hand. "You don't sound clingy."|time=04:21, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:24, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Say that to me again in another two years, I just might believe you."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "So what's the best thing about your own space? The privacy?"|time=04:26, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:31, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Definitely. There's only one other person here. He's not bothering me and I'm not bothering him."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "So you and the Head Boy don't interact too much?"|time=04:32, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:37, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose.* "Can we just say you're my favorite Hufflepuff?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and pulled her in close. "I love you," he said, his face inches from hers.|time=04:39, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:47, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I know." *She cracked a smile before lightly brushing her lips against his.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled back before pressing his lips against hers, tenderly at first, but growing in urgency and passion.|time=04:48, February 7, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:55, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow couldn't ignore what she felt when he kissed her the way that he did. He quite literally left her breathless.* "Dustin..." *She unwillingly pushed herself away.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled away immediately when she pushed, looking at her questioningly, hoping he hadn't done anything wrong.|time=04:56, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:03, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I love you, so much." *She sighed.* "Sometimes ...I feel like I'm not good enough for you." *She winced.* "Sometimes... I worry you might not want to be with me anymore."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He gently put his arms around her, looking down at her concerned. "Meadow... I love you. You are all I want."|time=05:05, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:14, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="But I'm mean, and bossy. And maybe a little bit neurotic." *She paused not entirely convinced she was that bad.* "Don't you want to be with someone ... who's more like you?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Why would I do that? It'd be so boring," he said flashing a grin. "Meadow... if I'd wanted to be with someone like that, I would've looked for that, instead. But I didn't. And I looked for... and found wonderful.... beautiful.... amazing you."|time=05:16, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:21, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled at him, and looked away.* "Oh, Dustin. You deserve so much better than wonderful, beautiful, and amazing. You're lucky, don't get me wrong about that. But, if you were with someone more like you they could do for you what you've done for me. I've become so much more than what I was because of you."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He looked at her quizzically. "Meadow, honey. I don't want anyone else. I only want you. You are perfect for me. You've... made me a better man."|time=05:25, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:33, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow gave a similar quizzical expression.* "How have I made you better?" *She paused not entirely giving him the chance to speak.* "I try, but I'm better at tearing people down than building them up."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "You've torn down all the right parts. Some of the... negative parts of me."|time=05:36, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:49, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared at him trying not to smile.* "Your negative parts were never as bad as mine were." *She bit her lip.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "We're better together, Meadow," he said his voice quiet, but sincere and full of passion.|time=05:50, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:55, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's early efforts all for naught she broke, and smiled.* "You're just like butter, baby. You make everything better." *She rolled her eyes and laughed at herself.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "C'mere you," he said, pulling her in and pressed another kiss to her lips.|time=05:57, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:13, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow hovered with her lips just barely touching Dustin's. The moment just before or after a kiss was probably her happy place.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He hesitated for a moment, because she had, before fully kissing her.|time=15:41, February 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:29, February 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow leaned into him, as her lips pressed harder against his she ran her hands along his arms.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He pulled her in closer, his hands running up and down her back as he matched her passion with his own.|time=00:18, February 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:28, February 9, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow let go, delighted by his warm embrace. She knew there was a high probability of Micah coming in. She also cared even less with each kiss.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He broke the kiss only for a moment, his breath slightly heavy. "Do you, uhm... want to go... up to your bedroom?"|time=21:38, February 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:41, February 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow resisted the urge to take him up on the suggestion. She was, in fact, entirely willing to agree.* "Are... are you sure you want to?" *She bit her lip as she looked into his eyes.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled just a bit. "Meadow, I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't want to."|time=04:44, February 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:53, February 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit down harder on her lip as she grinned.* "I was giving you some time to think clearly about your answer."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled and pulled a mock-thinking look on his face for a brief moment before nodding, a pretend expression of seriousness on his face. "Yes, I do, in fact want to go up to your bedroom. If you want to, that is."|time=04:56, February 10, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:05, February 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow took his hand in hers.* "Okay good. I wanted to give you the chance to opt out, if how bodacious my body was happened to be persuading you." *She smirked mischievously, her eyes absolutely doe like and innocent..* "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned and pressed another quick kiss to her lips before grabbing her hand and heading up to her bedroom.|time=23:56, February 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
=Black Lake=
Meadow and Peter (2032)
{{PeterSummers|02:30, February 26, 2017 (UTC)|He sat on the shore of the lake, just looking out towards the mountains trying to see if he could spot any animals.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:57, February 26, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow rose up out of the icy, frigid water. The top of her head slowly breaking the surface before the rest of her body followed like some sort of mermaid from an old legend. She didn't care that she could catch her death being half dressed in this weather, she needed the break, and she would always favor water over any other element.*}}
{{PeterSummers|18:28, February 26, 2017 (UTC)|"How come it is perfectly fine for you to ignore me but when it is the other way around, you judge me like no end?" Peter said as he grabbed a stone, stood up and skimmed it across the water, the stone bouncing three times before it sunk.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:57, February 26, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow straightened her top after buttoning up her jeans. She tucked her wand into her back pocket trying not to tempt herself into using it on him.* "When was the last time we even had a conversation, Peter? Quite a long time ago. Wasn't it? I don't care about you. I don't care about what you do or what you don't do. Why can't you understand that?"}}
{{PeterSummers|23:12, February 26, 2017 (UTC)|"Maybe I want to annoy you just as much as you annoyed me when you rejected me. Maybe I want you to feel just as angry towards me as I felt towards you. I may have completely gotten over the feelings I felt for you before I came here but I have gotten over what I felt after."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:53, February 27, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=**Meadow furrowed her brow as she stared at him. He was either lying to himself, to her, or to the both of them. Either way she certain no a single word out of his mouth was honest.* "Then why do you feel the need to insult me? That's petty."}}
{{PeterSummers|02:20, February 27, 2017 (UTC)|"Because I'm making you feel how I did. It is called karma, what goes around comes around."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:11, February 27, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*And that's where you fail even further. You're doing what your doing out of spite and I don't care. When I was making you feel a certain way those were genuine emotions from the both of us. It's over Peter. We don't have to play this stupid game anymore."}}
{{PeterSummers|23:56, February 28, 2017 (UTC)|"It may be for you but not for me. Every time I'm around the girl I'm trying to be with, I think of how angry you made me felt, so I can never get over it. I may not have a good enough reason but I just can't leave it behind."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:08, March 1, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="That's starting to sound a lot like you're not over me. As a matter of fact. It sounds to me like your obsessed. Why are you even thinking about me, and how I made you feel when your with someone else? Shouldn't you be thinking about her if she's the girl your trying to be with?"}}
=Transfiguration Courtyard=
Meadow and Dustin (2032)
{{Dustin|Dustin= It was starting to get nicer out, so Dustin was cutting through the courtyard on his way back to the Common Room, rather than winding through the hallways.|time=01:37, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow had arm full of textbooks and a small stack of papers on top that, she was on her way to the library for what she called light studying. She tried to divide her focus between what she was writing and looking where she was going.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He saw someone blow by him and he grinned when he saw who it was. He jogged to catch up to her. "Meadow!"|time=01:51, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:57, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow forced herself to finish her thought so she didn't forget it. She whirled around almost losing one of her papers in the process deftly nabbing it before it slipped away from her.* "Hey you." *She smiled locking eyes with Dustin.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Can I help you carry something?"|time=01:58, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow's brow furrowed.* "Umm..." *She looked down at the books and papers in her arms shifting a few books unto her other arm but keeping the one at the top as her hard surface to write on.* "You can carry these books for me. If you want to."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He held out his arms. "Happy to."|time=02:06, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:14, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow reached up and gave him a quick peck on the lips before she pressed the extra books into his chest.* "Good to know."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned happily as he accepted the books. "Library, or your dorm?"|time=02:17, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow bit her lip tempted to take him back to the her dorm, again. She couldn't afford the distraction right now as much as she needed it.* "Library, please."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, and started in that direction. "So... what's on the agenda?" he asked, glancing through the books.|time=02:29, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="A veritable smorgasbord of magical subjects if you will. There's Transfig, Herbology, Potions, and you should a Charms book over there. Unless I have it." *She slid her papers aside to check and see which book she was holding.* "Nope. I've got D.A.D.A."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "So.... basically every core class."|time=02:41, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow looked a down at what she was writing with a guilty grin.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "I love you."|time=02:47, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:49, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tugged on her bottom lip with her teeth before she glanced over at him.* "I love you too."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Hey, so uhm... speaking of that. The... I love you thing...." He cleared his throat a bit. "Have you, uhm... thought about... what... uhm... we might want to do... after graduation at all?"|time=02:51, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried hard to stop biting on her lips, if she kept it up they might just bleed.* "This is going to sound like something every stupid girl who is in love says. But, I don't care." *She sighed.* "I'm willing to follow you wherever you want to go. Even if it's not that far from here."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "So..." he chuckled. "I take it you wouldn't be opposed to... moving in together after graduating or anything like that?"|time=02:58, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="If we could get a place right now. I'd do it." *She looked over at him again before facing forward so she could see where she was going.* "What on Earth would make you think I'd be opposed to it?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I mean I hoped you would be, and I hoped we were on the same page. But I didn't want to... assume anything."|time=03:05, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I think at this point assumptions regarding us are a pretty safe bet to make. Unless it's something bad, in that case don't assume anything."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "It's still nice to hear from you, though."|time=[[User talk:Ckohrs0221|Love sought is good,]] [[User:Ckohrs0221|but giv'n unsought is better.]] 03:24, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:33, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay, good point. But that's exactly what I mean about bad things too. If I'm ever doing something that you don't like don't just grin and bear it."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He smiled. "Glad to hear it." He paused. "So... what's your plan after graduation?"|time=18:15, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:21, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="My dad wants me to move to New York, but he doesn't get to make decisions for me anymore. So... I think I'm staying here. But, I don't really know what I'm going to do with myself. I guess that's why I'm trying to cover all my bases magically." *She gestured to the extra books he was carrying.* "Do you have a plan?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded in agreement. "Since... we'll need jobs to pay rent and buy food and all of that."|time=20:25, March 14, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:30, March 14, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Exactly and if I'm just going to defy my dad I don't seem him being all that willing to help me out financially."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "So... I guess we should figure out what we want to do... and quickly."|time=01:30, March 15, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:24, March 15, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Trying to make some sort of decision now sounds like a better choice to me than struggling later one because we were too starry-eyed to be realistic about the future."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, feeling a bit unsure in the pit of his stomach. He didn't want to just take any job... but it was starting to feel like maybe he should, just so he could support the two of them.|time=02:10, March 16, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:04, March 16, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow sighed softly* "Silence. That's not a promising start to the conversation." *She quirked a brow shifting her gaze from the paper she was writing on to him. She forced herself to him her undivided attention.* "What are thinking?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "Just that... I have no idea what I want to do after graduation. I'm sure I could get a job at a restaurant or a shop or something but I don't know that I want to do that forever, y'know?" He shrugged. "But I'd need something so that I could take care of you."|time=17:36, March 16, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, March 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You don't have to do that forever, unless you decided it was something you actually liked doing. And... you don't have to take care of me, Dustin. That's the point of us being together, we'll take care of one another. I know it's not always as easy to do as it is to say but you should try to find something that you know you won't hate. I don't want you to be miserable."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "I know... but if neither of us has an idea of what to do for a job?" He sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry... I'm just... worried is all."|time=02:37, March 17, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:00, March 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="That's okay. One of us should be. "I... haven't got the time to worry. There's just too much to do. Maybe sometime this weekend we could into the village and see who's looking for help? If you want to."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "Sounds very sensible."|time=01:50, March 18, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, March 18, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I'm not saying we should get jobs in Hogsmeade, but it wouldn't hurt to look."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded. "To get a sense of what's out there, and what we might like and be good at."|time=02:11, March 19, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, March 19, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded.* "I've got nothing against a job at a restaurant... I just think it's a good way for the both of us to get fat." *She was only partially joking.*}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "I think when you work at a restaurant, you do more working than eating. And you would be beautiful, regardless."|time=15:48, March 19, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:54, March 19, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smirked.* "I'm just saying. Every job has that little break in the day, or night, where there is downtime. The discount on food is really where the potential for unexpected weight gain lies?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "A perk, I suspect, would fade with time as you get sick of the menu you serve day after day?"|time=22:10, March 19, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:13, March 20, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Good point, I didn't exactly factor that in. You know? Because everybody needs to eat, regardless of whether you're sick of what constitutes food or not."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= "It would probably be cheaper to buy groceries and take a meal, anyway. Than to purchase food, even with a discount."|time=00:16, March 20, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:11, March 20, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I think that depends on where that food comes from. The more high end the restaurant the more expensive the plate. I wonder if that means they pay the staff more too?"}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged. "I don't have any idea."|time=01:58, March 20, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:35, March 20, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I guess we'll find out soon enough."}}
{{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded as they reached the library.|time=15:52, March 20, 2017 (UTC)}}
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=Co-Zee Cafe=
Meadow and Ceci (2032)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:57, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow enjoyed decaf fruit blend tea and a short break from pounding the pavement. She had reluctantly taken a job because it was the first actual offer she had gotten, it also meant she was going to paid. Although she was not entirely comfortable with her choice she was glad to have found work since it meant she could stop worrying.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:02, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=Ceci decided she could use a little break from doing so much back at home. While she secretly hoped she'd be able to move out in due time, she knew that was not gonna happen until she actually starts playing, because after all, Quidditch has been her dream since she was little. She'd spot Meadow and smile, as she approached her.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:08, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wouldn't admit to being on of those people who stares whenever there is movement, but she was. Sometimes something easily catches the eye this time that something was a someone and that someone was Ceci. She chuckled when she spotted her and looked down at the table and shook her head. She pushed her seat back and stood up from the table.* "Lucky me. The tallest person in the room is actually someone I know."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:11, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle a bit before saying, "Well now, you won't be the only one in due time."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:20, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow furrowed her brow.* "What's that supposed to mean? ... Am I getting taller?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:23, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="No, silly. I meant it in the way that you won't be the only one to know me soon."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:33, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Then I'm probably not getting any taller." *She shook her head.* "What you said makes more sense." *She sat back down gesturing to the open seat for Ceci.* "Does that mean I have to share my Glamazon friend with a billion strangers or just a few other people?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:35, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I wouldn't consider Quidditch fans friends, so I'll still be your Glamazon Queen." She remarked, as she sat down.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:37, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Unless... you happen to get particularly close to one. I'm a quidditch fan after all and I'm your friend."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:40, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She hummed thoughtfully, before saying, "But I'm taken already!"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:43, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Hey, me too. And you know that. Besides I didn't say more than friends and I'm pretty sure I didn't do any winking."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:46, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Neither did I. Although... I'd rather not try to assure tickets for more people than I already want to do that for."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:49, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Then you should be selective about your circle of friends. Someone like me wouldn't even ask. I would just silently hope you would offer." *She laughed.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:52, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=Counting off her fingers, "Well, let's see... there's my girlfriend, my twin, you... I can't think of more off the top of my head."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:59, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="That's a pretty small circle. I guess you could open it up to more people, fans or not, if you really wanted to."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:01, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I like to think only close friends deserve it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:05, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Good call." *She nodded.* "... so I've taken the hint. You're going pro. But you left out the part about which team uniform you'll be wearing."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:10, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd grin. "I'll be playing for the Tutshill Tornadoes."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:12, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow tried not to do it, but it just slipped out.* "Oooooo." *She grinned back.* "Was Tutshill your first choice?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:19, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Them and the Harpies. Unfortunately, I didn't get an offer from the Harpies, so Tutshill was going to be it for me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:24, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="What girl in their right mind doesn't want to be a Harpy." *She shrugged with an apologetic grimace.* "You did it, that all that matters. You're playing Seeker right?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:28, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She nodded. "True, but I figure they probably had a full team for next season or something. Anyway, I think you may be surprised and shocked to hear this, but I'm actually going to play Beater."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:33, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow was more confused than shocked or surprised.* "But... you're... not... a beater. I don't doubt your skills at all. I know about your legendary quidditch family. Maybe I'm just used to you being a Seeker is all. Are you nervous about it?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=19:38, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="True, but I've always wanted to play Beater. Although, it's great to be good at the other positions. But yeah, I'm super nervous about starting next season. I'm just kinda scared that I won't do very well and stuff. Knowing my family's reputation, I feel like I have such a high bar to meet."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:45, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow nodded.* "I get that and I totally understand why you'd feel that way. But, you're you. I don't know another Cecilia Holland-Reichert. It doesn't matter what your family did or what kind of shadow they cast on the world. You'll be great Ceci! You said it yourself this is what you've always wanted."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:56, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd grin. "Aw, thanks, Meadow."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:39, April 6, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Don't mention it. And don't tell anyone. It'll ruin my reputation."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:12, April 7, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Your reputation of what? Being mean?" She'd joke.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:20, April 7, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smirked.* "If you already know that why would you even ask?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:01, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Because I can." she'd say with a satisfied grin.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:12, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Or because, similar to your close friend me, you like to be right."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:14, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She hummed thoughtfully. "That's true as well."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:15, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed.* "I thought so."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:18, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd tilt her head from side to side for a moment, before deciding to ask, "You going to the ball, Meadow?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:24, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow wrinkled her nose tilting her head in a similar manner.* "I don't know. It sounds like it could be a great date, but... it's a Ministry thing. You know? Doesn't that make it sort of exclusive?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:27, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I don't know? I think it may be open to anyone though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:32, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow went from shaking her head to nodding.* "No. Yeah. It is. 15 was the age limit from what I heard. If Dustin wants to go I guess we'll be there." *She shrugged.* "What about you and your other half?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:36, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I'll be going, but I don't know if I can say the same for my girlfriend. I hope she does end up coming though."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, April 8, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You mean you'd go by yourself even if she didn't go with you?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:00, April 9, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She shook her head. "I'd go with her if she is going."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:25, April 9, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="And if she's not willing... are you're still going?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:30, April 9, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Yeah, I guess."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, April 9, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Would it be the first time the two of you are sort of... presented to the public?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:30, April 9, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She hummed thoughtfully. "Maybe? Not 100% certain about it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:50, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You're not sure if you and your girlfriend have ever been out in public? Together? Did you start dating her five minutes ago?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:51, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She shook her head. "No, we've been dating for a while. Just I have no clue if very many people actually know about us."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Was that so hard to say? If that's the case what I said before about it being a great date seems even more true now."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=03:45, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd pout. "It might be, come to think of it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:52, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="It might be for a first date, but for anything after that I think it'd be in the top 5."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:50, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I could imagine it that way. I mean, I honestly think I look great in a good dress, and I imagine she'd look great too, so it's a win-win."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:56, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="With your body you'd look good in mud. ..." *She laughed awkwardly and cleared her throat..* "That was ... weird. But you know I meant it as a compliment. I'm not flirting with you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=17:58, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd give Meadow the weird look. "That's a weird way to compliment me, but I'll take it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:02, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="It just sort of fell out of my mouth. It wasn't... I didn't..." *She made a face.* "Shut up."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:10, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="What?" she'd giggle to herself.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:12, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I can sat it's weird because I'm the dummy that spoke without thinking. You're not supposed to agree."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:18, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd giggle.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:20, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow chuckled and shook her head.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:25, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Is it me or do you actually make me laugh a lot?" she'd joke with a small giggle.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:27, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="At the moment you're laughing at me. So I'd say it's just you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:29, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I like to think that it is too easy for you to make me laugh."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:31, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Or maybe you're just one of those people who laughs at almost anything."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:39, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I wouldn't know that for sure."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:41, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Ceci you slay me." *She chuckled.* "How do you not know things about yourself for sure?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:43, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Because I just don't know me extremely well."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:45, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="But you've lived with you longer than anyone... except maybe your twin. But even so, she doesn't live in your skin. No one should know you like you do."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:51, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="That's true... most of the time. I'm just weird like that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:58, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="We are going to take all of the meaning out of the word weird... wait. I think it just happened. Weird. Yup, its lost all meaning."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:36, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She can't help but laugh.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:33, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I feel like I have to warn you although it's probably pointless. Don't say it again."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:34, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Why?" she'd ask.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:37, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Because it isn't even a word anymore. It's just a sound now."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:41, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=With faux denial, "But how?!"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:42, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow stared a Ceci with a raised brow.* "Psychological phenomenon."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:43, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd give Meadow the questioning look. "How so?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:50, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I read about this once. it's called semantic satiation. It's something to do with neural patterns."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:53, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She hummed thoughtfully. "Huh, never heard about that before."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:54, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="But have you experienced it before?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:55, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She shook her head. "Not until just now."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:57, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You're welcome."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:59, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=With a dorky grin, "Guess it's true what they say, that you learn something new every day."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:02, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow shrugged and nodded.* "Did you mean for that to rhyme."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:05, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd do a 'huh' face. "Wow, I did not mean for that to rhyme, but apparently it did."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:08, April 10, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="You've the mind of a poet, Ceci. Maybe the heart too. Have you written any gushy love notes to your girl yet?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:16, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Um, no." She'd laugh a little as she said that.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:40, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Why not? I'm not trying to be a hypocrite because I haven't done it either. I guess I'm just curious."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:49, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Because it's just not me, to be honest."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:52, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="What's not you? Expressing your..." *She resisted the urge to say love.* "... affection in words?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:54, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She shook her head. "No, I'm just not one to write love notes."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:58, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="But, it's such a sweet thing to do. Like I said I haven't done it. I mean, I've written them but I don't ever leave them for him to see."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:59, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I know, but... it does feel a little weird."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:18, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I guess."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Then the only thing that should make it weird is if you don't actually like her."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:29, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She gasped. "But... I do like her. Well, I love her actually."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:01, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay... then letting her know you love her in ways other than holding her hand, or kissing her or hugging her, or however it is that you two do it shouldn't be weird at all."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=21:39, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="You make that sound really easy."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:54, April 13, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="It's as easy as putting a pen to paper."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:12, April 14, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="But then I'd go the extra distance to write it all in Swedish."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:06, April 15, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow smiled.* "Now that's what I call love."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:19, April 15, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd nod. "And besides, I find it all the more.... romantic and maybe poetic in writing love notes in a language other than English."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:13, April 15, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Oh, so now that we've moved on to writing in another language it's romantic and poetic. But somehow when it's in English it's not?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=22:17, April 15, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd hum thoughtfully. "Well, it's not that it isn't. I think it's more that... no one would expect something in another language, so there's a much bigger surprise."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:20, April 15, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="No one would expect it if they don't already speak that language. But, yeah. I guess you have a point. If some random person found it then it might be a bit surprising. Mysterious if I'm choosing the word."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:44, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd nod. "Although, even if you do speak the language that a note was written in, still, it'd be a welcome surprise."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:32, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="I can't disagree. I know if I found a love note written in another language whether I could understand it or not... I would probably keep it."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=01:48, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd nod to that.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:54, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Do you even know enough Swedish to be able to pull that off or are will you be in need of a English to Swedish dictionary?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:34, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I know Swedish very well, so this isn't something that I can't do."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Okay then, you were just being super dramatic making a big deal out of absolutely nothing."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=02:38, April 16, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She facepalms as she realizes that. "I was being really extra and I officially regret it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:49, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Maybe you just wanted someone to drag all that out of you."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:51, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd shrug. "I guess you could put it that way?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:53, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="Best to get rid of the hesitancy before you actually start writing."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=18:55, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She'd nod. "True. Writer's block is the worst thing that could happen after all."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:00, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed then pressed her lips together in an attempt not to.* "I can't help you with that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:00, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed then pressed her lips together in an attempt not to.* "I can't help you with that."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:14, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She gives Meadow the 'wow' glare.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:23, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="What?" *She chuckled.* "I can't."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=20:24, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I would say you're mean, but that is completely irrelevant at the moment."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:32, April 17, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="It's just one of the many, many ways to describe me."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:33, April 18, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Huh. I would describe me in no less than 10 words."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:34, April 18, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="That's a lot of words. How many of those contradict each other?"}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:36, April 18, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="I have no idea."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:37, April 18, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow=*Meadow laughed and shook her head.*}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=00:38, April 18, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia=She can't help but giggle herself. "Is it me or do you have a contagious laugh?" she'd remark with a laugh of her own.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:46, April 18, 2017 (UTC)|Meadow="It's just you, I think you know why I'm laughing."}}
{{Sophia McLaren-Cobb|time=14:50, April 19, 2017 (UTC)|Cecilia="Because I say the weirdest things sometimes."}}
=Magus Diaetam=
Meadow and Peter (2032)
{{PeterSummers|19:15, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|For some reason, someone had left a small tree at Peter's door with a Bowtruckle hiding in it. The Bowtruckle didn't bother him and he actually got it away from the tree, playing with it outside.}}
{{MeadowM|19:23, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow had collected a good helping of Galanthus Nivalis the last time she was had been wandering around the property. She used most of it and was looking to replenish her stores. Since she could easily get it for free she came out looking to find some more.*}}
{{PeterSummers|19:37, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|The Bowtruckle was running all over Peter, him laughing, when he saw Meadow. There was no way of hiding now. His laugh plus the Bowtruckle running all over him made it obvious it was him.}}
{{MeadowM|19:42, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow signed but ignored him nonetheless. Maybe it was some freaky coincidence they were both in the same place at the same time, again. At least that was what she was hoping for seeing as this was the place she lived. She kept looking around for the blanket of snowdrop she came out to find, she wasn't about to ruin her day by getting into some petty argument with him over something that didn't matter.*}}
{{PeterSummers|19:52, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|Peter was happy for him and Meadow to be ignoring each other but the Bowtruckle had other plans. It jumped off Peter and started running towards Meadow, with Peter right behind it trying to catch it without hirting it, which didn't go well because it started to climb up Meadow's leg. "Meadow don't freak out or anything or you will probably kill my pet."}}
{{MeadowM|20:00, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow's eyes practically bulged out of her head. If she had seen it coming she would have destroyed the Bowtruckle before it even got close to her. She was just thankful she decided against wearing a skirt.* "You're damned right I will! Peter Summers you'd better get this thing off of me before I do something you'll regret."}}
{{PeterSummers|20:02, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"It isn't my fault it likes you." Peter said as he carefully grabbed the Bowtruckle, while trying to not give Meadow a reason to call him a creep.}}
{{MeadowM|20:22, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"How is that even a pet?"}}
{{PeterSummers|20:35, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"Same reason a dog or cat is a pet."}}
{{MeadowM|20:36, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"This is your idea of the hairless variety?"}}
{{PeterSummers|20:46, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"I think it maybe someone's idea of a joke without knowing that I've wanted a Bowtruckle since I came to England the first ever time."}}
{{MeadowM|20:53, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow sighed again.* "Why would you want a Bowtruckle?"}}
{{PeterSummers|20:55, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"They are cool and I could never have one back in South Africa, so I wanted more even more."}}
{{MeadowM|20:58, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"Ok. You seem to be having fun with it. So, I'll let you get back to that." *She tried to put some distance between them her eyes peeled for that blanket of snowdrop.*}}
{{PeterSummers|21:04, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|"She use to be so annoying." Peter said to the Bowtruckle as Meadow walked away.}}
{{MeadowM|21:07, May 7, 2017 (UTC)|What a creep. *She thought to herself as she rolled her eyes which was turned out to be a benefit, she actually noticed the snowdrop she came out to find in the first place.*}}
=Meadow and Dustin's Apartment=
Meadow and Dustin (2032)
{{Dustin|Dustin= He was sitting in the living room, flipping through the latest Daily Prophet, waiting on Meadow to come home.|time=01:19, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:22, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow made an entrance only a few minutes later than she usually would have. She sighed once she closed the door behind her more out of relief than anything else.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= When he heard the door shut he stood up, closing his paper. He tossed it on the table before moving over to Meadow. "Hello, darling."|time=01:24, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:27, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow smiled leaving her violin in the case right there by the door.* "I didn't think you'd be here yet. But I'm glad I was wrong." *She tossed her arms around him and gave him a soft kiss.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He returned her kiss with a gentle one of his own. "My shifts... I think they're shorter than yours," he said. "Are you hungry?"|time=01:28, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:31, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"You might be right about that. And taking the little detour I did today won't make me get her any faster unless I run." *She bobbled her head.* "Maybe... I'm just kidding, yes!"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "You took a detour?" he asked, as he moved to the kitchen to start dinner.|time=01:32, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:34, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow followed not just to make conversation but to offer an extra pair of hands when necessary.* "Just... trying to avoid something unpleasant. Yeah, I did."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He frowned and turned to her. "Something unpleasant?"|time=01:35, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:36, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"Yes. Unpleasant. Should I use a different word?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "What was it that you were trying to avoid?" he looked a bit concerned. "And... more importantly, I suppose... did you?"|time=01:38, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:42, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"It's more like who. But he's nothing to worry about, I promise. He's just annoying, avoiding or ignoring him has been the best way to deal with him."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Is it someone in your family, or someone I need to go take care of?" he asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.|time=01:43, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:46, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"Neither." *She smiled just a bit shaking her head.* "If it was family I would tell you. If it was a real problem I might even let you handle it."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Pasta and chicken sound good?" he asked, letting the matter go for now.|time=01:48, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:50, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"That depends. Do you want to do a red or a white sauce?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Whichever you prefer," he said.|time=01:51, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:53, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"White." *She looked uncertain about the choice.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, grabbing the ingredients to make white sauce from scratch, which was what he preferred-- and that showed on his face a bit.|time=01:54, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:57, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow stepped out of the way trying to not to be 'in the way' but still wanting to be helpful.* "When did you become a master chef?" *She smiled again only partially joking.*}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "When you were off at late rehearsals and I had to fend for myself," he said with a grin.|time=01:58, May 9, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{MeadowM|02:01, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"And so you mastered the culinary arts without telling me? What else have you learned that I don't know about?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He laughed. "Just endless ways to entertain boredom, most likely."|time=02:02, May 9, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{MeadowM|02:06, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"You'll have to show me a couple of your tricks. I don't have to know them all, just a few."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "But when I'm with you... I'm never bored."|time=02:07, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:09, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"Good! I wasn't even implying that you were."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled as he tossed pasta into the boiling water.|time=02:10, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:14, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"How was your day? I take it you weren't too bored."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shrugged, not really wanting to talk about it too much. "I'm sure yours was more interesting-- tell me about it."|time=02:16, May 9, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{MeadowM|02:19, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"That same a usual really. Play with the band when they perform, dance a little when there's enough of a crowd. They've got me playing hostess and waitress every once in a while. The tips aren't half bad."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "One of these days I'll have to come watch," he said with a smile.|time=02:22, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:23, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"Anytime you want. I know I'd love it if you were there."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Do I have to pay to get in?"|time=02:25, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:29, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"You do have to buy something. I think you could get away with having a glass of water."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I'll save all my pennies," he said jokingly.|time=02:31, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:32, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"You don't have to do that. I'll make sure yours is complimentary."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He grinned. "Looking forward to it, babe."|time=02:34, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:42, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"I just hope you enjoy yourself."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "I'd be watching you, what wouldn't there be to enjoy?"|time=02:53, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|02:59, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"I don't know. Watching other people watch me? But they might even be looking at me just in my direction."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He shook his head. "I don't think I'll be able to keep my eyes off you."|time=03:00, May 9, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{MeadowM|03:07, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"In that case I think you'll have a good time."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He nodded, adding some of the chicken to start frying, adding the sauce when it was ready.|time=03:09, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|03:13, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow took a deep breath, in through the nose and out throught the mouth.* "The smells so good."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= "Glad to hear you approve. I hope you'll save room for dessert. I made your favorite earlier."|time=03:14, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|03:16, May 9, 2017 (UTC)|"Shut up!" *Her mouth started to water.* "Why are you spoiling me?"}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "Go look in the fridge."|time=03:17, May 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:36, May 10, 2017 (UTC)|"It's not that I don't believe you..." *She slowly went to check one eyebrow raised suspiciously.* "...I just had to see it for myself."}} {{Dustin|Dustin= He chuckled. "I love you."|time=01:41, May 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{MeadowM|01:43, May 10, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow laughed more excited about dessert than dinner now.* "I love you too."}}
=Nando's=
Meadow and Gwen (2032)
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 21:55, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= Maybe it wasn't the most healthy of dinner to be having after an entire day of dance rehearsals, but she was starving and it was the closest place. She'd entered the packed restaurant only just managing to find a table in a corner}}
{{MeadowM|21:59, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow carved out a chunk of time in her schedule just to come here, she almost regretted it seeing how many people were inside and out. The rumbling of her stomach left her with a decision starve or grab a quick bite. She choose the latter knowing it was worth it regardless of whether or not she had to eat on her feet, nevertheless she looked around for a place to sit.*}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:03, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= As she waited for her food she glanced around her surroundings. Being so close to Diagon Alley she found it hard to believe that there wouldn't be another witch or wizard in here, so she decided to see if she could spot any. And failed. Miserably.}}
{{MeadowM|22:08, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow had to squeeze her way past two enormously large men a family with what she thought was one too many children before her eye caught the table in the corner. She was making her way towards it then she noticed someone had gotten there before her.* "Excuse me? Would you mind sharing your table with me?" *She gestured to herself.*}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:10, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= She glanced across as someone spoke, snapping her out of her hunt. She gave the girl a smile "I don't mind, no"}}
{{MeadowM|22:12, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow smiled back.* "I would have eaten standing if I had to but I do appreciate it. Thanks." *She took a seat across from her.* "We don't have to make conversation if you don't want to."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:14, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "Don't be silly, you can't eat standing" She shook her head with a small smile "Honestly I don't mind"}}
{{MeadowM|22:15, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"It's entirely possible. I've done it before." *She nodded.* "But food is more enjoyable if you can sit down with it." *She grinned.* "My name's Meadow, by the way."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:17, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "I completely agree with you there" She grinned back "Gwen, nice to meet you Meadow"}}
{{MeadowM|22:20, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"It's nice to meet you too. I can say that and genuinely mean it since you were kind enough to let me sit here with you." *She grinned again.* "Can I ask what you do?"}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:22, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "For now I work in a bookshop around here, but i'm in training to become a professional dancer" She went slightly red at the admission "What about you?"}}
{{MeadowM|22:25, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"That's great!" *She nodded impressed with her ambition.* "I work at a restaurant but there's a live band there. I play violin and dance with the band but I also wait tables and play hostess. I guess you could call me a modern renaissance woman."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:27, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "That's pretty cool!" She grinned "You play violin? And can dance! You're my new favourite person!"}}
{{MeadowM|22:28, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow tossed her head back and laughed.* "Whether you mean that or not that was probably the best compliment of the day."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:36, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "Of course I meant it! Anyone that has those skills combined is amazing in my book!" }}
{{MeadowM|22:40, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"I wanted to play violin like a pro since I was a kid but when I 'grew up' I had to be a little more realistic. I admire you going for it though, to be a dancer."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:43, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "It's not particularly realistic I guess" She agreed with a laugh "But dancing was always a constant when I was little and it just kind of seemed right to do it as an adult too. If that makes any sense" She gave a sheepish laugh "I think you could definitely do violin pro"}}
{{MeadowM|22:50, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"I couldn't agree more." *She nodded chuckling* "If I had the kind of support I'm used to I think I would be in training to. It makes prefect sense to me. Playing violin is, I guess, what dancing has been for you. It'd have been a lot easier to pursue if I were the typical muggle girl. Working with the London Symphony Orchestra didn't seemed like something I could do after... when I finished school."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:52, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= She froze slightly at the familiar word. Huh. Turns out she really was bad at playing spot the wizard. "Muggle" She said her voice quiet so others didn't hear "So you're one too?" She asked hoping it was enough without actually saying the word}}
{{MeadowM|22:56, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|*Meadow's eyes went a bit wide and she instantly felt a bit of panic and this overwhelming desire to deny everything. She had yet to realize she even said it until it was repeated back to her.* "Yeah. Yeah I am." *She nodded chuckling to herself.* "I didn't want to give to much information in case you weren't. I was trying to be vague, but I guess I said too much."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 22:58, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "Well bet you're glad I turned out to be the same" She laughed "Imagine what would have happened if I hadn't been. Shows what a simple slip up can do. So did you go to hogwarts? Or did you go to a different school?"}}
{{MeadowM|23:04, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"If you weren't I'd have pretended you thought heard something you didn't actually hear. How that would've went I don't even want to think about." *She laughed it off still pretty embarrassed she managed to say something she never actually meant to say.* "I went from first year to seventh. You?"}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:07, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "Good thing we never have to find out" She agreed "And the same, first to seventh"}}
{{MeadowM|23:16, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"I'm so used to people coming in somewhere in the middle I would've expected you to say that you started mid third or fourth year. Where did you end up getting sorted?"}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:20, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "I was a hufflepuff" She stated, somewhat proud of that fact "What about you?"}}
{{MeadowM|23:23, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"Slytherin, but my boyfriend was in Hufflepuff. So, if you had preconceived notions about people from Slytherin hopefully I ruin the stereotype."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:28, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "I have nothing against slytherins, or any house for that matter" She smiled}}
{{MeadowM|23:30, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"Okay good. People get way too involved the whole rivalry thing for my liking. I might have bought into in when I was 11 or 12 but then it gets old quick."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:37, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "I completely agree with that" She nodded "It always escaped me why people got so invested. I mean sure, friendly competition during matches was always great"}}
{{MeadowM|23:46, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"That always made sense to me in terms of competition and I'm all for supporting your team. But to openly and blatantly hate someone because they were put into another house. That's... stupid. But I did maybe fall into that trap once."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:54, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "I think everyone has to admit they probably fell into it at some point. But exactly!It was incredibly childish"}}
{{MeadowM|23:58, May 25, 2017 (UTC)|"I'm actually ashamed to admit it was just a few years ago. When someone brings that kind of thing out of you it's hard to look past how juvenile you're being at the time."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 00:15, May 26, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "It's understandable though" She pointed out "We were impressionable kids"}}
{{MeadowM|00:25, May 26, 2017 (UTC)|"You're so right about that. If I hadn't known Slytherin was like tradition I might've wanted to be in a different house all together."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 21:10, May 26, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "Slytherin isn't a bad house to be in" She pointed out }}
{{MeadowM|00:26, May 27, 2017 (UTC)|"I'm not complaining. I was commenting on how impressionable of a kid I actually was."}}
{{Gwenevere Clarity Wolf|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 00:29, May 27, 2017 (UTC)|gwen= "Oh. Sorry" She apologised "I misunderstood you there"}}
{{MeadowM|01:43, May 27, 2017 (UTC)|"No, you're fine. I guess I'm just always taken by surprise when people don't think we're all a certain way."}}
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