- Messages
- 878
- OOC First Name
- Kiersten
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Wand
- 11 in Knotted Silver Lime, Dragon Heartstring Core
- Age
- 24 (1/2038)
Juniper made her way down to the duelling chamber with the small, multicolored box in hand. She was stoked by the event she and Flynn had planned. While it was nothing close to the fun and excitement of the tournaments, she hoped this would get folks amped up, as they really didn't have that much interest at the club fair. If it hadn't been for their quidditch win (which didn't really even have to do with Juniper but she would gladly take credit as captain), the Ravenclaw easily would have felt like quite the failure. However, things were looking up, and if she could just keep up the momentum until break, she knew she could rock her seventh year.
Once settled with her things, the seventh year opened the box and quickly watched as the dementor tried to escape, or at least, the small miniature toy version of a dementor, marketed as "Danny the Dementor (My First Dementor™)." It was harmless, but she figured there would be younger students who had didn't know what these creatures looked like. This was a hands-on club after all. She quickly immobilized the figurine, bringing it back down to the table as she sat it alongside the small, harmless version of a boggart and red cap. Juniper figured she and Flynn could set the creatures free once students arrived and the event started.
Once the space was filled with most of their club roster, Juniper cleared her throat and gave Flynn a wink. "Hiya, everyone. For those that don't know, I'm Juniper Zumwalt, and this is Flynn North. We're co-presidents of the Student Defense Association this year," she said proudly,shooting daggers glancing right past Lysander, before continuing. "This semester, we want to give you some real world skills. I'll let Flynn explain what each of the creatures are, and then afterwards, we're all going to learn some spells to help us in case we meet them. I'll take first and second years, as well as any fellow seventh years, and Flynn will lead the rest of you. Now, onto our newly minted prefect," she said, trying not to smirk too hard before stepping aside.
Once settled with her things, the seventh year opened the box and quickly watched as the dementor tried to escape, or at least, the small miniature toy version of a dementor, marketed as "Danny the Dementor (My First Dementor™)." It was harmless, but she figured there would be younger students who had didn't know what these creatures looked like. This was a hands-on club after all. She quickly immobilized the figurine, bringing it back down to the table as she sat it alongside the small, harmless version of a boggart and red cap. Juniper figured she and Flynn could set the creatures free once students arrived and the event started.
Once the space was filled with most of their club roster, Juniper cleared her throat and gave Flynn a wink. "Hiya, everyone. For those that don't know, I'm Juniper Zumwalt, and this is Flynn North. We're co-presidents of the Student Defense Association this year," she said proudly,
Out of Character:
- Open to all SDA members. If you're not an SDA member and would like to be, PM Juniper or Flynn. We'd love to have more members!
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