Recent content by Doroteya Melnik

Doroteya was starting to sweat. It was just a bit of harmless fun, really, but of course her professors would never see it that way. “Hurry,” she muttered over her shoulder, but Andi was already done. Doroteya didn’t need to be told twice. She scurried away from the punch bowl and pulled Andi...

Heck yeah :lol: I'd be game :teehee:

Doroteya caught the box, held it up to her ear, and gave it a shake. “Not money,” she said, with confidence. When money was hard to come by, you became sensitive to all of the different sounds coins made. Usually, Doroteya was also sensitive to the sounds approaching professors made, but...

Doroteya had no interest in dancing, but she did have an interest in free presents. She walked towards the great, twinkling tree in a straight line, pausing to wait for dancers move out of her way. It was difficult to tell whether the dirty looks she received were because of this, or because she...

"You," Doroteya huffed, "will chase everyone away." She stopped trying to grab Andi's ankles and focused on hoisting herself up onto a sturdy branch. She swung her leg over it and leaned back against the trunk. "Stop, we have enough high. Give me dungbombs - give me two or three, carefully."

Doroteya screamed. Visions of scraping bits of dungbomb out of her hair flashed before her eyes as she leapt out of the way. Where was it? Had she got any on her? She looked up at Andi. Oh... "Иди на х**!" she said, certain she'd taught Andi enough Russian swears that she'd fully understand...

Open after Andi! The tree was important. It had to be a big, leafy tree, with plenty of footholds, and preferably located in an area with plenty of traffic. “This one,” Doro said, pointing. “Put your hand - put your foot on my hand, I mean. I will push you up. And do not drop the dungbombs.”

Doroteya startled and looked up. "Yes," she said. "I can read." Only after the words left her mouth did she realise the boy in front of her hadn't said anything about her ability to read. "Wait - help me. I need book, Russian book, uh, what is it? Russian here, Angliyskiy - English here. Do you...

"Scary cat," Doroteya said, nudging Andi with her shoulder. "Why are highs scared of you? You are scared you will fall?" Heights had never bothered Doroteya. In fact, she loved to be able to see miles and miles into the distance. It made her feel like a bird, soaring over the land. But she...

Doroteya was a girl of few talents, and one of those, she had just discovered, was doing an uncanny impression of a pigeon. At first she had been testing the echo in the empty classroom, making a variety of noises for her own entertainment. Then she must have slipped into avian territory...

Is it which house wishes it was as cool as Ravenclaw? Jk (but not really) how abooout... who won the house cup most recently? :lol:

June (I think my brain glitched)

The library at Hogwarts was torn directly from a fairytale. Unfortunately, it was not a Russian fairytale, and reading English was considerably harder than speaking it. Doroteya had pulled a book down at random from the history section over half an hour ago, and she was still trying to translate...

Doroteya wasn't afraid of heights, but even she felt a little dizzy looking out through the narrow tower window. They were so high up, she was surprised they weren't above the clouds. The students on the lawn below were tiny specks on a green sleeve. Doroteya turned to look down the spiral...