Periculum Park/Sky Wheel

Sky Wheel and Fireworks Show
moonstraw city

The Sky Wheel has been specially designed to bring you to heights unknown! Every time the ride starts, a sky background is chosen at random ranging like sunsets and starry nights. The ferris wheel carts have been enchanted that when you look out the window, you'll see these beautiful views, truly making you feel like you and your friends are the only people in the world. Don't miss the fireworks show every park closing!

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

Maya has been having a wonderful week so far, so of course she would want to finish it off by spending time with her favorite person, her *girlfriend*. Until now, it makes her giddy remembering that the two of them are dating. She takes most opportunities to brag about Chrys, and she recognizes she's lucky that Lili and Kitt don't seem to have gotten tired of it yet. Nearly every time she sees something, all she can think about is whether or not Chrys would appreciate it and that has resulted in a sizable pile of gifts beginning to form in her girlfriend's dormitory. She has another gift with her right now (a bracelet, and Maya has a matching one as well), but right now it's tucked away in her pocket as she leads Chrysanthemum through all the throngs of people at the park. It's a weekend so it's crowded, but Maya can skip the lines everywhere thanks to her parents. Speaking of her parents... they do not know yet about this relationship, but Maya reasons that's because they simply are never around for her to tell and not that she is intentionally hiding it from them. She feels it should be obvious if they check her Witchagram even just once or twice. Chrys is *always* there. Nearly every story she uploads is about her brilliant, beautiful, talented, amazing girlfriend. She is distracted from the matter of telling her parents as she once again devolves into a pathetically in love mess once again. The smile on her face is wide as she leads Chrys to the ferris wheel. "Come on!" she says, "I don't think we've ever been on the ferris wheel together."

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

Chrysanthemum has become progressively more embarrassed by the shower of gifts she's been give by her girlfriend. It's more humiliating when she's rooming with Nadja, who certainly wasn't given this much attention, but she hasn't wanted to say anything about it to Maya because she knows it's important to her that she does this. To her, she would much rather just spend time together and hold her hand in hers, swinging it as she follows her towards the ferris wheel. It's more modest just holding hands and enjoying Periculum Park together even if that includes passing all of the customers in line and boarding each ride in front of a bunch of teenagers scrunching their noses at them. Not that it matters whether or not they're modest. Chrys has wanted this for such a painfully long time that finally having it has turned her into quite the braggart too. Similarly, she's sure that her friends are done with hearing about it (specifically Rayy has to be by now; it's no secret how *they* are about excessive wealth— not that she blames them). "We have not," she answers, voice more mellowed than Maya's is even as she grins over at her. Quickly, she leans over and kisses her head before giving her hand a gentle squeeze. Her heart flutters, still not over the fact that she has the opportunity to do that. Each time she feels her heart beat a little faster and she has to squeeze her hand to ensure it's not a dream. To be fair, she's dreamt about it before. "It is about time," she adds, raising her voice slightly just as the two get past the line and wait for the next go-around. Chrys spends the time admiring her before pulling her arm in close, bringing both of her arms around hers and resting her head down against hers. What's stopping her? They're just standing around.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

It's about time, Maya definitely agrees! But she had wanted to save this moment for when the two were dating simply because this is *her* favorite part of the park, and she has timed their ride with the fireworks display that's due to happen while they're up there. She personally doesn't like making use of the array of displays that being in the ferris wheel has to offer, instead opting to look down at the park and the people in it. There is something so amazing about being able to see it all and picture it being her future. Anyway, there is no one she would rather experience this with than Chrys. Maya is no poet, so she doesn't even try to explain what she's feeling, but she definitely feels as if she is bringing somebody to her secret special place and trusting them with some important part of her. Chrys has Maya's whole heart already, though, so there is nothing wrong with entrusting one more thing in her care. "Soooo," she begins, dragging out the word as she basks in the feeling of being so affectionate with one another. "How was your Halloween?" It's been three days since then, but they have not been on a proper date since before the 31st, so Maya wouldn't know the details. They've seen each other since then, of course (Maya always insists that Chrys comes over to her dormitory) but even then they mostly nap or just cuddle. Now, they can talk. Maya loves talking, but she loves talking to Chrys in particular.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

If mentioned, she would have to agree that waiting was the right decision, but she wouldn't have known a year ago that there was anything to wait for. If she had, she wouldn't have taken the plunge and dated Isaac. Still she silently thanks God for having them wait, knowing that that means it will be all the more magical. Imagining herself riding the ferris wheel a year ago, she cringes at the thought of having to just sit there beside Maya and pretend she doesn't want to just *kiss* her. Knowing them, they would be holding hands and being completely foolish. At least now she can enjoy it and she knows Maya will too. It's nice not having to worry that she will lose interest in her, which sounds terribly arrogant of her even when she's just thinking it to herself, but she doesn't see a point in worrying about it. Honestly, she knows it would be ridiculous because *look* at her girlfriend. Chrys does, turning her head down slightly before facing the ferris wheel again. "It was good! I missed you though." Being clingy isn't something she's scared of, and she *did* miss her. She might as well admit it. "El invited me to hangout with Molly and Finn, but then Finn dropped out to hangout with Other Summer. I told you about how we do not associate with Other Summer anymore. I do not know why, but I have not found it important enough to confirm why." Also she trusts Kian's judgement most of the time. Obviously, he was wrong about the situation with Elouan— cripplingly wrong, but that doesn't mean he always is. Chrys believes she's usually correct, and she was terribly (oh-so terribly) wrong about Maya too. "Anyway, *mon chou*, El left early to find his beau. My conversation lasted with Molly... Hm, not very long." It wasn't necessarily a good night, but she sees no point in describing it any differently. "How was your Halloween?" It will surely be far more eventful. Chrys has already heard small comments about it during their morning snoozes.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

Maya is not very good at remembering most things (names included), but it's been proven that her memory suddenly becomes so much better once Chrys is involved. Just look at her EE in Herbology! On a lesser (but equally as important to her) note, she recognizes all these names from other stories. She finds El's 'beau' Kian in particular amusing, mostly because he's *Demi's* little brother, and the knowledge that the two are related really sparks joy within her. She will have to convince Chrys to organize a double date so that she can meet him officially, and then she can tell Demi all about it. She wonders if he also just says stuff then stops talking. It would be really funny if that were a trait shared among siblings, but she doubts it since Aven does not seem to ever stop talking. Not that Maya is any different. "I missed you too," she says, dragging out the last word as she squeezes Chrys' hand. So much of watching that movie was spent wishing that she could be cuddling with Chrys while it was going on, but the same can be said for nearly all activities Maya engages in. "Kitt, Lili, and I threw that party! It wasn't *really* a party but like, just watching a movie with friends then chilling after! I had a lot of fun." She really loves this group of people and is already looking for an excuse to all get together again. "Oh! Ant *apologized*." she mentions, "I haven't really talked about him before, but we were close before he became a bit of a dick. I don't know if you know him? He dated..." Maya is certain that Ant has dated someone in Chrys' year, so she pauses as she tries to remember. "Thea! He dated Thea. She's a Slytherin in your year. He's also president of Frog Choir? Anyway, he promised he's less of a prick now, which was nice!" Maya laughs, remembering how awkward and uncomfortable Ant looked that entire encounter.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

Her hands get a little sweaty at the mention of *Frog Choir*, which is close enough to her worst nightmare that it might as well just be her boggart: a hoard of thirteen year olds standing around holding singing toads. Chrysanthemum squeezes Maya's hand gently, forcing a little smile before her girlfriend laughs and she's sent into a puddle of much calmer emotions. "It is a good thing you enjoyed yourself, and it is nice that the prick apologized to you," she starts, not really knowing what else to say on the matter. A part of her is a little occupied trying to remember if Thea ever mentioned him before remembering how she wouldn't shut her mouth even *once* for *four months* about how she was dating an older boy. Maybe it wasn't that long, but she knows it felt that way. Chrys huffs and rolls her eyes, opening her mouth to complain about this before remembering Maya is older and she's kidded around about the same thing before. A little embarrassed, she smiles and starts to blush, trying to bring herself closer to Maya before she notices people are leaving the ferris wheel and it's about time they board it themselves. "What happened between you two, or would you rather not discuss it? Hm, I would at least want to know how bad it was though." For some reason, a boy named Ant must be short and she can handle him *easily*. It shouldn't be that difficult. Not that Chrys is one to really fight on behalf of her girlfriend; that's more Maya's thing than hers and they're far better off having only one of them possess that sort of instinct. Contrastingly, she is more prone to intense eye contact to the point of instilling what she can only hope is some sense of fear. It's how she handled Nadja those first few months.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

The two are guided by one of the ride operators to enter one of the carts, and Maya excitedly takes Chrys' hand and guides the two of them inside. Aside from being, well, a ferris wheel and Maya's favorite ride in the whole park, it gives the two of them a place to sit down and cuddle, an opportunity she fully intends to seize. She makes it a point to sit on the same side of Chrys and not across so that they can lean against each other. Oh, this will be so nice. Her heart is melting just at the thought of being able to be here with Chrys. "He just started hanging out with these really dickish guys in our year and his whole personality, like, shifted. I don't know how else to explain it. He wasn't very good vibes anymore." She frowns just remembering it. "But he seems a lot better now! And he's not hanging around that group anymore, which is awesome." Maya's thumb begins absentmindedly circling the back of Chrys' palm. "Why do you want to know, my cabbage?" She giggles at the ridiculous nickname, then presses a kiss to her girlfriend's forehead. "Are you going to fight him?" Maya is one thousand percent certain that Chrys could take Ant. Just about anyone can, she thinks. "Is it your turn to defend *my* honor?" In fairness to Maya, she has only ever gotten into that one spat over Chrys and that was the incident with Aviel. He deserved it, and everyone who thought otherwise was proven wrong later that year anyway.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

Cuddling is Chrys' main hobby outside of quidditch at the moment (and she sees no end to the former unless there's some tragedy that puts an end to her and Maya's beautiful and blossoming romance, which is *impossible* because she will solve any problem), and it fills her heart so quickly that she really loses track of where their conversation was until Maya starts again. Quickly, she begins nodding and letting out little noises to confirm she's listening until she thinks she's being laughed at and she has to try not to go red. "I would never, *mon chou*! Not unless you wanted me to, then I might consider it," she offers, but she tries to sound as if she isn't. Again she believes she could handle someone named *Ant* and she's actually quite sure of it; the thought puts a little bit of a disgruntled tone into her voice as she continues. "I wanted to know how terrible he was. I would not want you to try to befriend someone who did something horrific to you." Obviously she has no way of telling Maya what to do and she wouldn't dream of it, but she had to know the situation to change how she was supposed to be reacting to this news. "It *is* an awesome thing. Hopefully he continues to be nicer and you two might become friends again," she concludes, coming to the conclusion that there isn't much to worry about. Her gaze drifts out over the view then turning down towards Maya, a small smile forming. "Whoa, Moonstraw has *never* been this beautiful," she says, laughing lightly before leaning in to kiss her. Chrys turns to stare out of their carriage again, resting her head against her girlfriend's. Her conversation shifts towards their previous topic again. "Was that it?"

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

Maya smiles when Chrys kisses her; she still does every single time she gets to share a kiss with her girlfriend, which is a testament to how smitten she still is after all this time. Moonstraw really has never been this beautiful, but that is mostly thanks to her very beautiful girlfriend being part of the view now. She continues thinking about what else happened that night and at first she bites her tongue to keep from continuing (she has been talking so much), but she remembers that this is *Chrysanthemum* who loves her and would never shush her. "Lili got another letter from that mystery boy! Do you remember the one I told you about?" she asks, "His name is *Kairos*. What kind of a name is that?" Maya scrunches up her face in annoyance. She has ranted to Chrys in the past about how dangerous she thinks this is. "But *apparently* he was in the year above ours. Key word being *apparently*." She huffs. She can ask Ignaci about it maybe. "But she was really so excited so I didn't want to rain on her parade about it. Kitt is being very supportive, though! So it balances out."

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

Usually her face screws together in concern as she listens to Maya talk about this particular issue, but she's feeling quite calm as she listens to her and she doesn't let her face react. Not that Maya would have seen it anyways. "I remember," she confirms before letting her finish. Chrys can picture her face all scrunched together as she continues, so she bites the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from smiling or even letting out an amused huff. "It is weird, but at least you can investigate now. You have Ignaci and certainly some others too. One of them *has* to have met him." Her instinct is to verify that he went to Hogwarts, so she assumes Maya's is too. Why wouldn't it be? Her friend is talking to some stranger via letter and she knows just about nothing about them. No one knows what goes on in those letters either. It could be dangerous! "Are you planning on messaging them?" she questions before her brows furrow together and she pauses with her mouth open. "Oh, Maya, what if they don't know him? What would you do?" Chrysanthemum knows for certain what would have to happen, but she isn't sure that's what her girlfriend would do. At least she doesn't want to assume.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

"I'll intervene! Of course I'll intervene." she reassures her, sounding quite determined. She is expecting the worst to be the case, so she is ready to put an end to this. Maybe if they get more information from his next letter then she will have more material for Ignaci to work with. This 'Kairos' mentioned that he transferred in last year, so he might not know very much people... Maybe they could look at a yearbook? Maya doesn't know. She will have to conspire with Kitt, who is much smarter (or at least he is whenever he decides to use his brain). Hopefully he will be agreeable to this plan. "That's all that's been going on with me, really!" she finishes up, "Thank you for listening." For someone who talks as much as Maya does, it really amazes her that Chrys is always so willing to listen. She looks at her girlfriend properly again, feeling her heart melt in her chest. "I love you!" she says, giggling a little as she does. There is a thrill whenever she gets to say it especially after having kept it secret for so long. What were they waiting for, truly? Maya is so happy now.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

It's reassuring to know she would intervene, which she ultimately *should*. Similarly, she doesn't understand the letter concept. He can catfish her over Witchagram just as easily if that's what he's doing. When the conversation shifts and Maya lifts her head, she almost lets out a disgruntled groan before their eyes meet and she giggles. "I love you!" she repeats, leaning in and kissing her again. To be fair, she can't resist. It's so nice finally having the opportunity to just *kiss her*, so she's going to take advantage of it when she can. "I will always listen. I love listening to you talk, *mon chou*! If I did not, I would be completely incapable of dating you." Chrysanthemum finds this funny, smiling at her girlfriend. She's so talkative, so the statement is nothing but true. If she couldn't stand listening to her, she would certainly be suffering. Instead she prefers listening, letting Maya drone on as she rests against her. Even when she's not particularly invested in the topic, she brings it out of her just for the sheer fact that she cares so much about what she has to say. It's lovely and amazing. Chrys loves Maya more than she could ever say. "I love you so much," she tries, heart fluttering as she says it.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

Maya can feel her heart practically glowing in her chest when Chrys goes on about how she loves listening to her. Maya is well-aware that she is very talkative and that it is easy to get tired of listening. Hopefully that doesn't become the case for Chrys any time soon, since Maya will surely never grow tired of telling her things. In fact, Chrysanthemum is always the first person Maya wants to tell anything to, which means a lot considering the sheer volume of things Maya has to say. Feeling overwhelmed with love and not knowing how to express it, Maya's eyes light up as she remembers the perfect way to. She fishes the tiny box out of her pocket and holds it out in her palm. "I got you something!" she says. She is always getting Chrys this and that to accessorize herself with and in general whenever she feels that something would be of use to her girlfriend. It really brings her a thrill being able to get these things for Chrys. One may think it's excessive but it cannot be when there seems to be no limit to both Maya's want to buy things and more importantly, her wallet. She begins to think absent-mindedly of the year before, how she was so frustrated over *Izick* that she had stubbornly made a promise to herself that one day she will be able to buy Chrys a dozen greenhouses. She stands by that. "Open it!" Inside is a charm bracelet with a singular charm of a leaping toadstool. Surely, Maya will populate it with more charms as the time comes. That's part of the fun.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

It's difficult to say she's *surprised* by the gifts anymore, which admittedly leaves them feeling a little less sentimental than they were in the beginning. While she's still touched and she cherishes each piece, putting them altogether in one corner of her trunk, she has started to grow too content with constantly receiving things. Her mouth opens to tell her about how she needs to quit buying her so many things, but she closes it and chooses to lean in and place a kiss to her cheek as she grabs ahold of the little box. Maybe she can mention it tomorrow morning while cuddling, but she can't shoot her down right now. It isn't something she has mentioned before, so she doesn't think she should start now. Today is supposed to be beautiful. "I *am*!" she says, laughing as she cracks the box open. Her eyes widen though she doesn't fully register it. "Aww, it is so *cute*! OMG." Her fingers shake a little as she reaches into the box to remove the bracelet and unclasp it. Once it's around her wrist, she holds her arm out and shakes it. "Thank you, *mon chou*," she tells her, voice oozing with love. Even if gifts aren't her preferred way of receiving love, she knows they mean a lot coming from Maya and that's still important. Chrys easily rationalizes that to herself especially now that she's seen the gift. It seems sensible enough.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

Maya feels so loved when Chrys thanks her, glad that she appreciates the gifts and has not grown tired of them yet. It is so amazing to her that she has a girlfriend she really truly loves and one that she can spoil and cuddle with whenever she likes. And to think she could have had this as early as last year... It's fine! Maya will not think about lost time. There's no point in doing that, so it's irrelevant. "I am so happy you like it!" she says. Sometimes, Maya fears she will run out of things to buy for Chrys but then she rationalizes that the world is full of millions and millions of things. "I got a bracelet for myself too, but I left it at my dorm!" she tells her. "We can match!" Maya smiles at the thought of being asked about the bracelet and thus being given the opportunity to brag about her girlfriend even more. "And I can keep buying you charms for it. It'll be so fun! Maybe I can get, like, a tiny ferris wheel next? That would be cute, I think! So you'll think of me." Maya grins from ear to ear at the thought. They are the cutest couple in Hogwarts, she thinks, and they are deserving of the aesthetic that comes along with that.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

Chrys beams. "OMG! *Mignonne!* Oh, you should have brought it!" Her wrist jingles before she brings it in close to her chest, protecting the charm bracelet as she rests against Maya again. For a second, she rests there with her eyes closed as she smiles to herself, content with the opportunity to express her gratitude so openly. Before they were dating, Maya had gotten her gifts and she had to sit there like a little tea kettle left on the stove too long. "A ferris wheel would be *mignonne*, *mon chou*..." she tells her, extending her arm again so she can imagine it on her wrist. This gift is less elegant, but that means Chrys can wear it more often. She appreciates that, knowing she can flaunt it on more occasions and will therefore have the opportunity to mention Maya. Not that she needs prompting! It's just a lot more comfortable bragging when she *is* prompted. Maya is easy to boast about. "I do not need a *charm* to remember you, *mon chou*. I think of you all of the *time*." Her tone is a little whiny, but not enough to be painfully annoying and certainly not to Maya, who has to be used to it by now. It's true though that she does. A lot of things in her mind go around to Maya again simply because she loves her so much and she's just so important to her. It's no different from how Maya is always finding things that remind her of Chrys.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

She practically glows at the thought that her girlfriend is constantly thinking of her. It is especially heartwarming to her considering that Chrys is so intelligent and has much more important things to fill her head with. Maya feels ridiculous, but it is nice knowing that somebody remembers her with so much love and so often too (and that somebody is as wonderful as Chrys, no less!) when growing up she really had to scramble for attention. It is quite the concept to her that somebody should want to pay her attention even when she is not around. "Okay, okay, but I'll get you one anyway!" she insists, the idea already having excited her too much to retract it. The cart moves up again and only gets higher, so Maya cuddles in closer to Chrys but in such a way that she is still capable of seeing the view down below. She checks her phone and notes that the fireworks show should happen in a couple minutes. "You knowww," she drags out the word as she begins sharing what's on her mind. Maya has never been good at keeping her thoughts to herself, and this particular weakness of hers is all the more evident when she is around Chrys, whom she wants to tell everything to. "This is my favorite part of the whole park!" Her excitement is evident but quiet, not wanting to be loud and disrupt how peaceful she is feeling in this moment. "Last year, whenever I was feeling down, I would ride the ferris wheel by myself and look at the view and remember that things can't be *soooo* terrible because this is the future I have ahead of me. And now..." She looks at Chrys, unable to properly word the remainder of her sentiment. She fumbles with her words, feeling so romantic and not knowing how to phrase any of it. "Now I have two things to look at!" Maya giggles, conscious that she is not being very romantic with her words, but the idea is there and she hopes Chrys understands it. She loves her girlfriend so much.

Chrysanthemum von Mirbach

gryffindor, sixth year
ateleia

Whether or not Maya finds herself romantic, Chrys at least knows that she is trying and therefore the words carry a lot of weight. Listening to her go through her thoughts again is soothing, but the conclusion weighs on her heart in only the most positive way. Somehow she finds a way to snuggle in closer to her girlfriend. "You are too *mignonne*, *mon chou*," she reminds her gently. "You are just too cute." Her head tilts to place a kiss on the side of her face before nestling in closer again. Chrysanthemum is more than comfortable in the silence as she lets herself sit and ponder what Maya has just said. Now that she has given her immediate response, it doesn't feel that pressing and she would much rather just enjoy the sentiment before trying to return it. When she's done thinking and the memory is filed away to enjoy again later, she lets out a gentle exhale. "This would be a wonderful future for you, Maya," she tells her, assuming she means running Periculum Park one day. Maya might be a little scatter-brained now, but she knows she has it in her to be an excellent businesswoman someday. She'd be a beautiful businesswoman too. Just the thought of her all dressed in professional business attire has her blushing and she refuses to consider why. "It would be just as wonderful to be there with you..." Her voice is a little quieter this time, unsure of if this assumption is too much of a stretch. It would have been appropriate to say when they were friends, but something about the romance between them has complicated how far into the future she's allowed to think for them. It's unfortunate because now she has the ability to picture the future she had always wanted before and was just shamefully holding onto. Now that it's more possible and there's more evidence that it might come to fruition, it's somehow much more embarrassing to truly consider— let alone express.

Maya Crawford

begonia, seventh year
paintedred

Hearing that somebody believes that it's a wonderful future for her makes sparks a bit of pride in her chest and she smiles contentedly. She knows that the opinions of others matter and God knows she has spent a very long time trying to elicit positive ones from both her parents, but in this moment the only opinion that seems to matter to her or bear any weight is that of her girlfriend. If Chrys believes in her, then surely she will be able to get there, right? Maya certainly has held this belief that she is just not cut out for what they're teaching at Hogwarts and will thrive once she's graduated, but hearing Chrys reassure her that she will achieve this dream of hers is overwhelmingly supportive to that line of thinking and it makes her feel so much better about herself and what she will accomplish in life. "Of course you're gonna be there with me," she confirms, kissing the top of Chrys' head. She smiles, daydreaming about how they're going to live in a nice place one day with a dozen greenhouses. "It wouldn't be the future I want without you in it." Maya realizes after the words leave her mouth that maybe she *is* capable of being romantic after all, and she smiles cockily before angling their faces so that they can kiss again properly. In the background, the first of many fireworks is launched into the sky and Maya pulls away so that Chrys can have a proper view of it. "Look!" Maya herself has realized that she is suddenly not as interested in watching, much preferring to just look at Chrys instead. She loves her so much.