Christa knew it had been a mistake to go outside today, but she’d been hoping a little fresh air would help. Unfortunately the sky had other ideas because it felt like almost the moment they’d stepped out the doors, the wind had picked up and sent their nearly finished homework flying through...
Christa didn't know Doyle, even though they shared a couple of classes, but when she asked around someone pointed her in the direction of the North Tower and so that was where she now found herself. "Sorry, are you Doyle Mooney? I've a rose to deliver."
@Doyle Mooney
Despite being in the same year, Christa didn't know a lot of the other students in the other houses, mostly because she either spent time with Professor Edogawa, or with Finley or with Callie or Mania - but mostly she was in her dorm working on her scrapbook. So she didn't really get out much to...
Finley, Christa thought, had the right idea as she saw him flittering about the tables to find the people he needed to. She wished she'd thought of that. She was used to having them given out during class time, when the teacher was given the basket to hand out the roses to everyone in the class...
Christa wasn't exactly friends with Miles, but she knew he was trying to get onto the Quidditch team (who didn't at this point honestly) and so she figured her best bet might be to find him on the Pitch. She hadn't ever really spoken to him outside of classes or just casual conversations people...
Christa knew that Beatrice was on the Hogwarts Monthly, so she headed to the fifth floor in the hopes she could catch her. "Hi! I was wondering if Beatrice is here?" It was her last delivery, so she was excited to get it all done so she could focus on the new classes for this semester...
One of the bad things about being in first year was the fact that Christa really didn't know a lot of people in the school, which mostly meant she really didn't know who most of the people here were, or what years or houses they were in. Someone had mentioned that Cyrus Thorne was in Ravenclaw...
*Set after this class
Christa stepped out of the classroom, her notebook clutched tightly to her chest and her brow furrowed in through. The brisk air of the corridor was a welcome contrast to the heavy atmosphere of the lesson she had just left. Unforgivable cures? Azkaban? How do people even...
*Open after Remy posts with Brynn
The Great Hall was filled with people and an energy that Christa wasn't used to. The long tables were laden with plates of food and goblets of pumpkin juice and the hum of laughter and chatter filled the air. It was almost mid October and Halloween would be...
C H R I S T A ✻ L A N G L E Y ✻
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
I wonder if I'm being real
Do I speak my truth or do I filter how I feel?
I wonder, wouldn't it be nice
To live inside a world that isn't black and white?
Immediate Family Tree
C H R I S T A ✻ A N N E ✻ L A N G L E Y
CHRISTA; ‘MEANING’ ✻ ANNE; ‘MEANING’
"t h e m e h e r e a n y t h i n g y o u w a n t"
House: [Gryffindor] | Wand: [Flexible Cedar Wand with Unicorn Hair] | Age: [11]
LINKS & AUTHOR NOTE
Theme // Biography // Aesthetic // Relationships
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