Erin received a rather large, cumbersome box. The box was wrapped simply in newspaper, it looked like last week's Daily Prophet. She recognized the ball that was pictured on the front page, it was a pureblood fete that she was unfortunately absent from because 'academics' were more important than social considerations according to her parents. Erin looked down at the gift, uncertain of Howard's intentions. She never trusted the boy, it was likely a poisonous snake waiting to strike once the lid was lifted. She shifted the box, she could hear something scrape across the bottom but her auditory assessment gleaned nothing of the contents of the mysterious box.

With a deep breath through her nares she pulled the loose bit of string that made a rough bow, the sort that one would have on the end of their shoelaces. The string pulled away easily, as unsettled as she was she was not going to admit the sentiment to boy, it would merely be another tool to bring her to her ruin. The string fell away and her nails dug under a lose edge of the wrapping paper. The haphazard wrapping job made such rather easy as she peeled away the newspaper. The wrapping ripped away, strands of lose newspaper fell about her feet. 

Beneath the newspaper wrapping was a plain white cardboard box, it looked well-used and tired. She stared for the briefest of moments at the lid, as if she was trying to make certain that there was nothing moving inside. Satisfied, she lifted the lid...

WC: 258

Shiori sat down in an oversized recliner in the back of the library. This was her favorite nook because it was at just the right angle. Shiori was a shy girl but she loved to be around people, more than anything she longed to be a part of the groups of girls huddled about the grounds giggling over probably some boy. She just was not that kind of girl sadly, painfully shy and uncertain, she was always that girl that stood several feet away from the circle always wishing that she was instead the girl at the heart of it. She would probably never be that girl, but she would always try. Perhaps there was some sort of charm that could make her popular, help her overcome her debilitating social anxiety. 

This would have to do for now. She looked over at a group of girls, they looked like they were the same year as her, they were studying something probably and she wondered what. She chewed on her bottom lip, pinching the bit of flesh between her teeth. No, it was best she didn't. She probably did not know what they were studying anyways. She did not want to look like a know-it-all if she did. Totally safer to stay right here. She strained her ears to hear what they had to say, she did not get anything out of it. What a waste.

She opened her book, An Idiots Guide to Making Friends. Unlike the books about the wizarding world, jinxes, hexes, and neat stories, she was more interested in how to find a friend. The book did not appear to be well-used, perhaps there was not many readers outside of House Ravenclaw and those that did had no want or need for friends. The binding looked almost new as she gripped it in her hand and laid it on her lap. Heavy, bound in blue-dyed leather with gold edged pages. She cracked the book open,  she could feel the binding stretch. Yes, she was the first. It was a strange sense of elation knowing that she was the first to have this book, that the knowledge contained within would be hers first before all others! 

The crisp write pages held no secrets sadly, but the words were beautifully phrased. There was an elegance to this writing, a confidence that she wished to emulate. She dog-eared a few pages that held her interest longer than others but quickly the pages she marked would multiply and exceed those that were left unmarked. In fact, she probably could have saved something on those pages to relegate to memory also.

WC: 439

The Dhampir

The official lore on the mysterious race of Dhampir has been released! If you consider to apply for the race or if you are already a registered Dhampir, go ahead and read it to learn more about their History, their social structure and their hunger. 

As such, Ravenclaw is accepting applications for secondary (deputy) Captain. Please submit all applications to myself or to the Ravenclaw Head of House.

Make sure that you create a character that you are happy with, you only get 1 dNPC attached to your player account and in the future there will be other events with NPCs from other places with different restrictions from different locations. You will not be able to switch to a new one because you changed your mind, got bored with them or did not think them through. The only way that it is possible to get a new dNPC is by getting a new character through the DEACTIVATION process where your character is deactivated and you then decide to attached a new dNPC to your new account. An addendum would be made to the deactivation application asking about NPCs you own for the sake of papertrails.

Quidditch Now Open for Applications for Players

• Ravenclaw
• Gryffindor
• Hufflepuff
• Slytherin

Join the new Errand!

For all of you who want to start the school year with a quiet and calming task. The runes professor would love to have some helping hands. This is also a great opportunity to meet her, come join the Errand!