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Celia was well-aware of Louis' need to be liked, but she still didn't understand why he kept defending René for hurting him. "Yeah, he should've," she said with a nod, deciding not to comment on the self-deprecating remark (though to Louis' credit, it had been a while since he'd been...

The assignments had been turned in, the exams written. For all intents and purposes, Celia was a Hogwarts New Zealand graduate now. She didn't need a ceremony or a piece of paper to tell her that, and she had seriously considered not even showing up as one last snub to the entire school. But...

Celia sighed a little as Toby immediately went for the quaffle. She supposed she shouldn't have expected anything less from a fellow Slytherin, especially one who had insisted on trying out for the team as a first year. But at least he managed to avoid getting hit. Celia was much more pleased to...

Did laughing count as unsportsmanlike behavior? Because Celia couldn't help the snort that escaped her when one Beauxbatons beater hit the other, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. It made her think that the blonde beater's previous hits hadn't necessarily been the result of...

Off the top of my head, I think it's Asclepius x2 Claire x1 Malik x1 Niniane x1 and Seamus x1 but someone else can double-check that :p

I've been wanting to play in a long, bludger-filled game like this forever :P Just sad Celia has to do it from the sidelines, though at least Reeve let her stay on the sidelines

I think Terror just took his third hit as well

It kind of killed Celia that she had to stay behind while Avery got to fly off and join the game. She could definitely feel her injuries now, but she was sure she was still well enough to play. Especially if she secretly episkey'd her bruises. But Celia knew Reeve would kick her out if he or the...

Reeve had threatened to kick her off the pitch if she uttered a single "unsportsmanlike" word, but the thing was, Celia didn't have any words at all. She had nothing to say — to either team. The adrenaline had subsided, and now she was just sore. And bitter. And angry. Celia wasn't sure what...

Back with a last-minute thread before the end of the year! Name of RP + Link: When Did I Get So Bitter? Character(s) in RP: Celia Vuong Brief overview: Celia finally comes across the one spell she is unable to perform (no, it's not fiendfyre). Additional information: Open to anyone of any...

The lesson on the Patronus Charm might have been over, but Celia was not done practicing. She hadn't had any success with the spell, not even managing to produce a single measly silver wisp. It was a level of academic failure completely foreign to Celia — and not just because she usually...

As the seconds ticked by and Reeve narrowed his eyes, Celia fully expected to be sent off. She didn't regret asking, though; she'd never been one to take her fate lying down. To her surprise, Reeve finally agreed, but it was his threat that shocked her the most. Celia was pretty sure she'd never...

She'd made it. Somehow, she'd made it to her last week of classes at Hogwarts ever, and Celia thought that fact alone might be enough to power a patronus. Sure, there were exams, graduation, the end of year feast, but the finish line was in sight. It was just around the corner, and soon she...

It hadn't escaped Celia's notice that the blonde beater had switched tactics and was now aiming for her. She didn't know whether to be flattered or suspicious, especially since Ivelisse was already just one hit away from being pulled out of the game. Celia flew dangerously close to the...

Celia tried to take her time in lining up her next shot, following the bludger (and the seeker) halfway across the pitch. But when she finally reached out to strike the ball, it shifted to the right, and she sent it soaring towards a clump of Beauxbatons chasers, hitting none of them.

Celia frowned as Terror took another hit. She wondered if the blonde Beauxbatons beater was trying to buy time for her team's seeker by knocking someone else out. Or perhaps that was giving the beater too much credit, and she just had lousy aim. Celia accelerated after the bludger that the...

Celia didn't even have to look for her next bludger. One of the Beauxbatons beaters sent one straight to her, and she wasted no time redirecting it towards their seeker. It missed the girl by mere inches, but Celia was sure she would land her next hit.

Beauxbatons' new seeker was smaller, which made hitting her slightly more difficult. However, Celia was determined to knock her out. She knew Reeve usually called a timeout after three hits, but maybe if she was lucky, she could injure the seeker so badly that she would need to leave after the...

Celia's approach to the seekers had always been to let them do their own thing, trusting that they would be able to dodge bludgers on their own. After all, it was a big part of Slytherin's practices. However, Ivelisse managed to get hit a second time, causing Celia to sigh. She took off after...

Celia wasn't sure how Ivelisse was doing, but she knew she had to keep Beauxbatons' beaters and seeker occupied while her roommate searched. She hit another bludger at the new seeker, but it sailed harmlessly past her.