I have a variety of interesting (and less interesting) things to say, so I'm going to try to be as concise as possible and abstain from clogging up your f-list.

First order of business, I wrote a new character and sent her in this morning. It's Nicola Avery, and if any WaQ people want to pre-plan plot, I'm open to that. I'd especially love to talk to Orla, because Nic (much like Louis) is excellent at Divination.

I'm not sure yet if she's just an addition to my list, or if I'm going to replace Scorpius with her. It's gotten almost impossible to play Scorpius now, so IDEK anymore. He's debilitatingly depressed, and never does anything but hide in the art room anymore. I'm also pretty sure that he has a secret stash of booze, and is mildly drunk pretty much all the time. Long story short, he's being difficult.

Speaking of Scorpius, no one asked me to do him for the gender meme... but I really wanted to. So I did.

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Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy ~ Astrid Grace Hughes

[gemma ward iconed by zerosugar ]

Honestly, Scporpius wasn’t thrilled with this development. He liked being a boy. But he was smart, and saw this for what it was: an oppourtunity for escape. After she (he? she wasn’t sure about this whole pronoun thing yet.) discovered her transformation, it took about twenty minutes flat to form a plan. It was a stroke of good luck that this had happened in the dead of night, meaning that she was able to sneak away before sunrise.

Her first order of business was to sneak into the sixth-year girls’ dorms. It was incredibly easy now that the stairs didn’t want to kill her. She felt weird doing it, but it felt necessary. She left notes for Winnie and Emma on their night stands (they read something along the lines of “I love you, I’ll miss you, I’m sorry”). She also stole (excuse me, borrowed) some of Emma’s clothes. Sorry.

After that, it was a quick nip down to the art room to collect her pieces. Once she was sure she had everything (toothbrush? check. money? check. emergency booze? check.) she snuck quietly off the grounds and disapparated.

She slept in a hostel in a wizarding city in Spain for about a week before she found a combination art buyer/boyfriend. It was weird to live a completely different life. She changed her name, her surroundings... even her body was different. The whole thing was like a very strange, very vivid dream.

She learned that she loved being around men. She had never known this as Scorpius. Despite appreciating men, she had never been comfortable around them. She had always been afraid. But now she loved them, and they loved her. She drank and went to parties and painted... frankly, her life was awesome.

She did miss some things (her friends, her school, her junk...) but all in all, she was happier. She kept up a running correspondence with Winnie over the years, occasionally visiting her. It was awkward at first, but they both got over it quickly. Despite missing Emma fiercely, she never talked to her. She was too afraid of the rest of her family to risk it. Every year on Emma’s birthday, she would send a small painting (usually of a bird) with no note and no return address. Just a little something to say “I’m alive.” Other than that, she cut off all contact with people from her old life.

She figured it was better that way.
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Yeah... that turned into more of a fic-let than a blurb, but I still like it.

Also, I have a fic on the way. Apparently, I don't sleep anymore. So it should be up sometime tonight/tomorrow.

And lastly, holiday-type things. First of all, Chanukah starts tomorrow. This is my first one, so I'm really excited. I'm not actually Jewish, but my sister and my brother-in-law are, and I'm doing it with them. So... yes! Happy Chanukah (or Hanukkah, depending) to everyone who celebrates it! And happy First Week of December to everyone else. :D And speaking of Chanukah and the first week of december, I turn nineteen on the seventh. This is scary, because nineteen is almost twenty. And twenty is almost like being a real grown up. Terrifying. But at least it means that I have an excuse to hang out with cool people and get drunk sometime soon.

But yeah! I think that's all!