Knights in Shining Armour
Celeste sat in charms the next day with her friends sitting around her, ready to hex anyone who spoke about her outburst during herbology the previous day. It was sweet, she supposed.
“And then, get this, he grabbed the broom next to us and then shoved it-”
Anabel was talking to Celina to her left about the most concerningly, medically dangerous and absolutely preposterous experience she had with a ravenclaw boy in a broom closet last night and Celeste breathed out a laugh at the sight of Celina’s horrified expression. She was definitely the most sheltered out of the five girls.
“I mean, honestly that girl has no class at all. It is disgusting.”
Sierra and Druella were gossiping to her other side about Minerva McGonagall and how she was now in the gryffindor quidditch team and how it was extremely unbecoming of a lady.
Celeste really couldn't care less if she was being honest.
Professor Fentra Walked in moments later and the class fell quiet. She was an inspirational woman if Celeste felt like admitting it. She would make a formidable ally in her plans for the future of the wizarding world.
“Good morning, fourth year today we will be practising the sonourus charm, also known as the amplifying charm. This specific spell allows you to amplify your own and, or someone else's voice” Professor Fentra said while raising her wand to her throat, making a circular spiral with her wand and exclaiming “Sonourus”. She then explained the counter curse, ‘Quietus’.
The next five minutes were mixture of chaos and laughter, with Leo Yaxley shouting about how slytherin is the best while Fleamont Potter shouts how slytherins are pureblood supremacist twats, their already loud voices amplified tenfold.
Then there was Druella calling Minerva McGonagall a ‘classless half blood harlot’ and McGonagall getting knocked on her arse by Linus Flint after she attempted to hex Druella
It was absolute chaos. And if there was one thing Celeste LeClaire loved it was chaos.
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A few hours later the 11 friends were all sitting in the boys dormitories discussing plans for world domination, the usual.
“I’m telling you Rosier that looks more like a lizard than a snake”
Celina was drawing a sketch of the tattoo they all planned to get to show their commitment to the cause while Avery made unnecessary comments over her shoulder.
“Don't worry Lestrange i'll knock her off her broom next saturday”
Linus Flint was attempting to flirt with Sierra by talking about how he would send McGonagall to the hospital wing at the next quidditch match, and from the goo goo eyes she was giving him it was working.
The rest of them were not doing anything else particularly interesting until they all perked up when Orion said “we need a name, something to call ourselves”
“Ooh how about we call ourselves the ‘extremely scary dream team’” Anabel proclaimed and everyone blankly stared at her
“Can you not be serious for 10 fucking minutes Greengrass” Tom complained, placing down the book he was reading.
“I was! I was being serious for a good fifteen minutes just there, but one can only stay subdued for so long when one has such charisma and jocularity running through one's veins” Anabel declared loudly and Celeste had to hold back a snort in favour of holding Toms wand arm because he genuinely looked like he was about to hex the blonde.
Jacks Avery rolled his eyes grabbed a book off of his nightstand and flipped it open to a random page “how about the varblots” Avery commented
“I am not calling myself a varblot” Celeste muttered to Tom, wrinkling her nose as she sat on his bed.
“It's better than the extremely scary dream team” Tom breathed in her ear sending shivers racing down her spine
“Absolutely not” Celina said, rolling her dark eyes and grabbing the book out of Averys hands
“The knights of walpurgis!” Celina gushed and Sierra looked at her, her eyebrows knotting together.
“I'm not calling myself a knight, my mother will kill me if she ever heard of such a thing” Sierra gasped
“So will mine, she’ll have my head on the gates of grimmauld place!” Druella exclaimed
“Well lucky for me I don't have that problem and frankly, i don't care if your head ends up detached from your body, Black.” Tom sneered and Druella looked taken aback.
“How about we be the princesses of walpurgis and you can all be ur knights in shining armour” Anabel concluded and Celeste thought it might have been the best idea the girl had ever had in the four years she'd known her.
“The princesses of walpurgis” Celeste hummed “i like it”