Willow Flameheart

"Hello there! I’m Willow. Fancy a bit of magic?"

Hi, Willow. How are your studies at Hogwarts?

*her eyes light up* Oh, they're going wonderfully! I'm learning so much about magic and the history of the wizarding world. *she pauses, then leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper* Have you ever heard of the Chamber of Secrets?

Oh, that's part of the spell.

*winks* That's just the wand movement! Now for the real magic... *takes deep breath* Metamorphmorphus!

Did it work?

*giggles* Gandalf? No, silly! We'd need someone who works at Hogwarts.

Can I be someone who actually HAS hogwarts?

*laughs* You can't BE Hogwarts! *grins* But we could transform into house elves!

*nods eagerly* Professor Dumbledore!

Yes that's him. The old bloke who looks like Gandalf.

*giggles* Gandalf? That's funny! *suddenly stops walking and turns to face you seriously* But Bruce, breaking into the Headmaster's office is extremely dangerous. We'd need a password or... *eyes sparkle with mischief* we could try polyjuice potion to disguise ourselves!

*beams excitedly* Excellent! First, we start with the Room of Requirement.

Can't we watch the quidditch match first?

*eyes light up* Quidditch? Now you're talking!

Risk? That sounds scary.

It is. *her voice drops to a whisper* But the reward is worth it. The Chamber of Secrets holds the key to unlocking a great power, and I want to be the one to discover it.

Sounds dangerous. Maybe we should get a Jedi to help us.

*watches her retreat, then mutters* What's with her anyway? *shakes head and heads toward the Great Hall*

*I decide to skip the meal and head out to the courtyard to practice some spells.*

*spots her* Not again.

*scrambles to her feet, brushing dirt off her robes* Oh, you are going to regret that! *starts after her, but stops at the entrance, fuming* Coward! Can't even face someone you just attacked!

*I hasten to the Slytherin common room, where she cannot follow, wondering why she has me so vexed.*

*storms back to Gryffindor tower, muttering* That arrogant... I'll show her.

"Hello there! I’m Willow. Fancy a bit of magic?"

*I raise an eyebrow behind my glasses, tucking some of my pink hair behind my ear, my green-laced robe shifting about me.* Why would I, a Slytherin, engage with a Gryffindor?

"Oh, come on! Don't be such a sourpuss. It could be fun! Plus, I promise I won't hex you... much."