Recent content by Brooke Townsend

It shouldn't have surprised Brooke in the slightest that Hester would yell in the library and she barely restrained an eyeroll as Hester lept to her feet in a panic, deftly stepping back to try and stay out of the way. "Relax, he's just over here," she said, motioning the stack of books near...

Brooke looked out across the hall as the feast went on around her, pointedly ignoring where Liusaidh and Natalia were talking nearby. She’d done it, she’d finished seven mediocre years of schooling and somehow she’d never managed to fit in once. Ivy had her ridiculous boyfriend, even Delilah got...

So, this was really how her seven years at Hogwarts were going to end, Brooke thought bitterly, crossing her arms in her chair as the head people took to the stage, not even bothering to roll her eyes with Liusaidh booed the headmaster. Apparently that was the sort of person Professor Styx and...

Brooke was at am impasse. If she was going to get this essay done on schedule and avoid having it run into her Arithmancy study time, she needed the book now. Big Douglas didn't care for her time management quandary it seemed, as he continued blinking placidly at her from his perch atop the...

Current Points: 125Brooke was quietly annoyed her gambit hadn't paid off, it didn't look good to appear sloppy but she supposed it was on her for underestimating Ivy's reaction time. After all, she knew her friend was talented, so Brooke should probably stop holding back just because it was...

Current Points: 140Brooke had to huff as Ivy shot a stunning spell back at her in return, deciding to try and catch her off guard, stepping aside to dodge the spell and using the saved time to hurriedly fire back an Incarcerous spell.Action(s) Taken: Dodged spell, Cast spell Point Changes: -15...

Current Points: 150 Brooke grip on her wand was tight as she stepped onto the duelling platform. She'd come so close to winning last year and now this was truly her final chance to prove that she hadn't been wasting her time all these years in the tournament. One mistake and it'd be all over...

Brooke wasn't sure why she bothered to continue making appearances at games like this; Natalia was barely speaking to her after things last year and it was exactly like Liusaidh would notice if she was there or not, and still Brooke couldn't bear to have people thinking she spent all her time...

Brooke Townsend - 7th year

Brooke had often found she felt like life was passing her by as she scrambled her way through the last few years of school but it never felt more palpable than reaching the Yule Ball of her final year. She smoothed down her dress as she entered, noting the new Headmaster had gone for a more...

Objectively, Brooke knew her education was very important and she needed to take her NEWTs seriously but the small and bitter part of her that reared up every time she saw Ares' Head Boy badge from further down the table really made her wonder what the point was. She wasn't a prefect, she wasn't...

Brooke resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Seamus, finally remembering his name after being to so many Quidditch matches, though she was pretty sure he was firmly in the bench-warmer category. Which would make sense if he put as much effort into his training as he did apparently everything...

Brooke sighed into her tea, pulling it away from her face abruptly before it could splatter on any of her books. Honestly, she wondered if there was really any point in her studying anymore. She was never going to be a prefect, let alone head girl. She had no club leadership position, barely...

Brooke brushed her hair back over her shoulder, moving to smooth away the fly-aways that had come loose from her ponytail since she'd pulled it back for the tournament. She didn't like this feeling, like anyone who walked by could see the cracks in the veneer forming and tidying it back up...

While Brooke was a firm believer in house pride, making a point to support Slytherin during matches and do her best to keep her grades up and earn points for the House Cup, it was hard to feel like she was really contributing to her house's victory anymore. Classes these days felt more like a...