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It is December 2076.
A cold month with the highest temperature being 6°C and the lowest hitting the minuses. December is cold, wet and windy. Snow will fall this month and when it starts it rarely stops.
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With the muggleborns in charge, nothing has really changed since the Battle of Hogwarts. The sides have been switched with those bearing old family names being discriminated against. Once again the revolution is upon us. What side will go to the darkest places to get what they want? Will it be yours?

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 Halloween Feast 2076, Open to All Hogwarts Students and Staff
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 Posted: Oct 2 2017, 05:35 PM
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In what had become something of an annual event, the Halloween Feast, to be followed by a party, was arranged and set up in the Great Hall. There was still some hope by the staff and the Headmaster, in particular, that the students would take more opportunity to get involved in friendships with other Houses if they had more chance to interact.

Music would be provided and the students were encouraged to dance, or mingle and make friends. There was no age limit for who was permitted to stay for the party, though students below Fifth Year were to be sent off to their Dorms no later than ten while the older students would be permitted to stay until Midnight.

When the feast finally ended the staff had the students stand as the tables were moved. After a few charms, the walls were decorated with black, orange, and countless other forms of skeletons and ghosts. The floating candles that lit the room had been transformed into floating jack-o-lanterns which provided vastly more dancing shadows to the room.

Almost immediately the noise level in the room rose dramatically as everyone set out to find their friends and enjoy the evening.
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 Posted: Oct 17 2017, 12:59 PM
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For a while, neither Tim nor Amber were even sure they wanted to attend the Halloween Ball. With the winter break racing toward them, it was like their Professor’s realized just how quickly time was passing and they were trying to drop even more work on the students in response. He was looking forward to the year being over and having the opportunity to do his own thing without all of the busy work assigned by his Professors. The problem was that he wasn’t sure things would actually be that much easier when they were out on their own.

In the end, he and Amber decided not to skip their last Halloween Feast at Hogwarts. They met in the Common Room – where there was still a surprising amount of students. He looked at his watch and saw that, while they weren’t going to be early, he would have thought there would be more kids already gone for the Ball. With a shrug he smiled brightly as Amber came down from their dorm and he slipped his arm around her waist, “Ready then?”

With her agreement, they made their way out of the Common Room and up to the Great Hall. There were a number of students already there, but not nearly as many as there had been the year before. With a grin and a chuckle he looked to Amber and said, “This doesn’t really look very promising; you’d think that with all of Norwood’s harping at House Unity, there would be more people here and actively taking part.”

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Amber really wasn’t in the mood for the Halloween party thing that the school put on every year. It had been exciting the first few years, but it just seemed so monotonous now. Not only that, but the work was really being piled on. If that wasn’t enough, she had to be extra careful of the spells she used, even for homework.

She really hated the Ministry right now. She was being punished for protecting her friends. The trace that had been removed when she turned seventeen had been not only put back on her wand, but also on her. Something about excessive force. She was sure it was only because of the muggle-lovers. The Ministry was overrun with them. She was sure that if she’d been a mudblood, the restrictions wouldn’t have been put on her. From what she’d heard, not many mudbloods had been caught and punished at all. And she’d even gone in voluntarily! She’d shown she had nothing to hide! She’d even told the whole truth about the spells she’d used. It wasn’t fair!

Even with all the stress, she and Tim had decided to go, mostly because it was their last one. She refused to dress up in a costume though. Not that she ever had, but in the past, she’d generally worn a Samhain dress. This year, she didn’t even do that. She’d just worn regular clothes. They were nice clothes, b ut still nothing special.

She met Tim in the common room. When she’d reached him she put a smile on her face. It wasn’t a real one, but only he would have been able to tell. She nodded to his question. “As I’ll ever be, I guess.” She was glad to see that he hadn’t taken any special care with his appearance either. At least she wouldn’t be the only one in that frame of mind.

Once they reached the Great Hall, she was surprised that there weren’t as many students as she’d expected. She rolled her eyes as he mentioned Norwood. How she hated that man. If he would just roll over and die, her life would be marginally easier. If he could take his muggle-loving auror brother and that bitch who had decided her punishment with him, she’d be ecstatic.

“I doubt he really cares about House Unity. He’s only a mouthpiece for the mudblood Ministry anyway, trying to brainwash us all,” she muttered.

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It amused him that she’d put the same effort into her costume that he’d put into his. She’d even gone a bit further into making sure that her clothes were nice than he had. Tim was comfortable in a pair of blue jeans with sneakers and a black button shirt that he hadn’t bothered to tuck in. On the other hand, his smile was a tad more genuine than hers was; there was a lot of bullshit going on, but he was still looking forward to a good evening with her.

“I think that’s all they can really ask for at this point,” he replied quietly as they made their way out of the Common Room.

Tim nodded in agreement and then considered for a second before offering, “I guess he could be; but remember he came first. At this point I’d say that it’s entirely possible that the new Ministry personnel are mouthpieces for him.”

“Either way, it doesn’t really matter. They’re all bastards who desperately need to get on to other things where they’re not able to cause quite so much damage.”

“That said,” he smiled and held out his hand toward her, “let’s not worry about the assholes right now. Would you like to dance?”

There was music coming from somewhere and several other kids were already dancing. The Professors in the room seemed to be congregating around the Head Table – where they could keep an eye on things but still seemingly out of everyone’s way.

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“If they want more, then they should do something to change it up. After seven years, it kind of gets boring.” At least, Amber was no longer amused by the decorations. Well, she had never really been overjoyed with the muggle-ness that surrounded the ball, but she did used to look forward to it, as a break from classes if nothing else. And she had usually had fun at the previous parties. Then again, that had more to do with the company she kept than anything else.

She raised an eyebrow at Tim. “We think he came first, but with the lack of resistance, I really do think he wasn’t alone in his thoughts. I’m not going to go all paranoid and start screaming about conspiracies, but I will say that there’s a lot under the surface that we don’t know. And if I’m honest, the unknown does inspire a certain type of fear.”

The fear she spoke about didn’t really mean she was actually scared. It just meant that she didn’t like it. There were way too many things that she didn’t know. She preferred to know what she was up against. Right then, she only knew that at the current moment, she was unprepared. That, she really didn’t like.

She nodded. She was in complete agreement with him about those nosy mudbloods and blood-traitors. “Maybe we can feed them to dragons?” She would even volunteer to deliver them to the preserves. That was a nice idea. At least they wouldn’t be wasted.

She wasn’t sure how they could just avoid worrying about the useless ones, but with the smile he gave her, she would certainly try. “I would love to dance.”

She let him lead her to the dance area and snuggled into him. There was nothing obscene about the way they were dancing, but she never turned down a chance to be held by him.


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 Posted: Nov 13 2017, 04:53 PM
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Aiden was more than a bit nervous as he made his way into the Halloween Ball. He’d been to several of these things with Caryn, but this was the first time that he was hoping to attend one with someone as not-just-a-friend. It didn’t help that he still wasn’t sure about how seriously Maz was going to be taking this whole thing. The more he thought about it the more nervous he got. When he arrived in the room he looked around and didn’t see Maz there at all.

That could be good or bad, he’d been running a little bit behind but at least he wasn’t making her wait. As he made his way over toward the refreshments he sighed and mentally kicked himself. It was a part – this was supposed to be fun. If he got himself all twisted up about it, then there was no way that Maz was going to have a good time too and that was the goal.

They got along well enough most of the time – it would be stupid to overthink this and ruin the friendship they did have. As he took a glass of the punch and took a sip he accepted the fact that all he could do was have a good time and see what happened. He adjusted the red cloak that was thrown over his shoulder and the golden amulet that rested on his chest and looked around again.

Good or bad, the night would require Maz at least showing up…

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The sixth year Hufflepuffs stopped beside the doors to the great hall, a few of them giggling. A quick argument ensued before one popped her head in and withdrew it quickly to inform the others that they'd missed the feast completely. A pronouncement that was met by yet more giggling and some loud shushing.

"It's your fault." The warrior girl told the bull pointing her spear at him. The princess, cat and quidditch player agreed. "How the fuck'd ye manage tae git a costume two sizes two small? Sake!"

There was some more grumbling amongst them that quickly turned to light-hearted banter and then again, more giggling.

"Right then mighty steed, up ah go." The warrior girl was then helped onto the back of the bull, the prince and werewolf giving her a hand. Being carried out was one of those tipsy ideas that will often pop into the minds of teenagers - in this case the one dressed as a bull. Her spear was handed to her by the odd vampire, odd because she was dressed head-to-toe in pink.

"You sure yer a vampire still?" Maz had asked the same question multiple times and been given the answer of yes each time. Still, she was confused by it. What was vampire about lots of pink and even more glitter?

"Charge!" she shouted and grasped for a tighter one handed hold on the boy giving her a piggy-back ride. He ran into the hall, him and the girl clinging to his back laughing. She sang a rather rude ditty as they went only for the bull and her housemates to hear. A song that caused the bull to laugh uproarsly and stumble to the side. Maz slid off his back before he tumbled ensuring that he didn't take her down with him. Chuckling at his predicament she bent and offered a helping hand. "Up then yah big fanny."

After getting him to his feet Maz turned away from her classmates laughing still. The plan had been to arrive together and then go their seperate ways, except the prince and princess since they were a sickening kind of couple. Maz scanned the room for Aiden and grinned when she spotted him. A few people on her way took a poke to a bumcheek with her blunted spear. Maz didn't care about their reactions just kept on her way.

"That stupit bull bastart needed help re-stuffin' his too wee costume." She said as way of greeting to Aiden shaking her head. Then she looked him over quizically. His costume brought an image to mind but lacked a name. "Yer that... he's a... that bloke fae the comics an' films... aw man, whit's eez face... nut." she shook her head. "Am no gittin' a name so's ye may as well tell me."

"As ye kin see ah changed mah mind. Your fault. Hid a shufty through that catalogue afore ah sent gave ye it. Noticed the warrior costumes fur lassie's wur aw shit an' decided tae git mah ain together." She stood then legs slightly apart, head turned to the side, one hand on her hip and the other holding her spear. "Ah 'hink ah've dun well."

The skirt that stopped just above her knees was brown leather with armour plate, the belt looped around the top had her sheathed wand hanging from it. A leather and armour top left her naval exposed where - as another tipsy idea - the Hufflepuff crest had been painted. Her boots and matching gloves were made of the same leather and wrapped in vines. A silver band held back her long messily curly hair and gone was the usual understated make-up. It was replaced by green warpaint on her cheeks and the same green shadowing and lining her eyes, there was even a tint of it to her lips. Worryingly a bow and sheaf of arrows could be seen poking over her shoulder meaning Maz had three weapons to hand.

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The minor concern that maybe Maz had been messing with him and wasn’t really going to show up vanished instantly as she made her entrance into the Great Hall; and what an entrance it was. Nobody was able to miss it. Aiden laughed along with several of the other students as the bull that Maz had been riding stumbled and fell – needing a hand up. The Professors didn’t seem nearly as entertained by they kept their distance and let things sort themselves out.

He smiled as she spotted him and made her way over; shaking his head as she literally speared a few people as she went. It certainly worked to clear her path. When she arrived next to him he chuckled at her explanation and replied, “Well, it is pretty… terri-bull that he didn’t even manage to score the right size costume.”

“I am…” he replied happily as she asked who he was, “the Master of the Mystic Arts…”

Aiden contorted his hands into an awkward position and said, “Ow…” as his wrist cracked before continuing, “The Sorcerer Supreme…”

“My name is Doctor Stephen Strange.”

As he spoke the last bit, the charm that Professor Morrigan had helped him put on his cloak activated and it lift, spreading out around him to look sort of like wings. After a moment he dropped his arms and the cloak dropped back into its normal shape as well.

Another chuckle escaped him and he agreed, “I’d say you did. It’s a much different costume than the typical angel, though you do seem to be much more heavily armed,” here he reached out and tapped the bow that was peeking out over her shoulder, “which is probably never a bad thing.”

“I’d say you’ve done very well – and I think anyone who doesn’t want to get shot would say the same thing.”

He took a step back and admired her costume, doing his best to shake off the nearly-overwhelming urge to stare at the cropped top and the Hufflepuff crest that had been drawn onto her stomach. It seemed like the sort of thing he wasn’t going to be able to hold back from doing the rest of the night, but he succeeded for the moment at least.

“I definitely like the costume – you look great.”

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"An' you hid the neck tae groan at me." Maz rolled her eyes and shook her head though she smiled while she did it.

She took a step back to watch as he put on his show. The crack of his wrist made her chuckle. "Aw that's cool." Maz took a step back towards him when he held his cape out. A cape had been an option for her costume but she couldn't have it and the bow. She was never going to decide against weapons.

While Aiden tried to look everywhere but where he really wanted to look Maz smirked. Making a nervous boy more nervous was one of her favourite games. "Am 'hinkin' aboot gittin' that as mah furst tattoo." She commented noticing his glance at the Hufflepuff crest.

"Thanks an' it widnae be much fun shootin' fowk way these..." She moved to grab the bow and an arrow from her back, realised she couldn't and handed the spear to Aiden. "Haud that the noo fur us." With quick movements she soon had the arrow in place and pulled back on the bows string pointing at the ceiling. She had no allusions about her ability with the bow and arrow. She had practiced so she was at least good enough to not embarrass herself by making the arrow do no more than fall to the floor. The arrow was loosed, it shot towards the night sky above at speed. On the tip of it's arc back to the ground the arrow burst with a bang and bright green spring leaves took it's place. As they fell the leaves went through a cycle from bright to dark green to yellow and through the oranges until each disintegrated to nothing upon touching the floor.

"Hid tae huv a cool spell tae make up for that shitey bluntin' wan oan the spear." Maz told Aiden with a nod of the head towards the spear tip as she stowed the bow away. She took the spear back and ran a finger slowly along the tip pressing as hard as she could. When done she held the fingertip up for Aiden to see that no harm had been done. "Didnae see the point in gittin it just tae huv it taken aff me though." She had of course chosen to ignore the fact that the spear could be used as a weapon in other ways.

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“It is awesome,” he agreed as he ran his fingers over the red cloak that had once more settled into his position, hanging from his shoulders, “and it’s so much better with the charms that Professor Morrigan put on it.”

When she called attention to it, he couldn’t help but stare for a moment as he nodded and replied, “It would be a good first tattoo. Were you thinking about getting it done right there? Or did you have somewhere else in mind?”

“My dad got his first tattoo over his heart.”

Without a second thought, he took the spear that she offered to him and watched and smiled as she drew an arrow and fired it up toward the ceiling. He couldn’t help but laugh as it burst into something like a firework – but with leaves instead of sparks. After a moment of thought he said, “I don’t know… it could be fun to shoot people with those too. Does it only go off like that at the end of an arc? Or would it explode into leaves like that if you shot someone?”

“That makes sense – if you’re going to have to have a spell to make your weapons more harmless, they may as well be cool,” he replied as he handed the spear back and watched as she tested the point.

Aiden laughed again and replied, “That’s true, and – if push comes to shove – it’s still a big stick.”

“Professor Morrigan wouldn’t let me have the actual weapon that Doctor Strange uses,” he continued as he reached under the cloak to the small of his back and brought out what looked like a large double-bladed battle axe. He waved his hand through it showing it to be an illusion.

“But he did agree to put a spell on my wand so it looks like the axe.”

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"Roon aboot there... or oan a boob but then, ah worry they'd look aff balance." She glanced down. "Could git it in the middle ah suppose. Maybe that's too open though fur secrecy an' shit so... mah bum..." She twisted to look as if the area needed pointing out. "Ah dinnae know yit." Maz really didn't, she had no real thought on getting any tattoos. Sure they were cool but he was still unsure if she wanted something so permanent.

"Is it some'hin' sappy like yer mam's name?" Maz wasn't much of a romantic.

Maz shook her head. "Kin only fire them up. So unless ah toss somebody intae the air it's a no-go."

"Exactly! Whit's the point eh magic if ye cannae jazz yer shit up a bit every noo an' again?" Maz had nothing against the muggle Halloween costumes, some of them were really good but ones with a touch of magic were always better.

She nodded. "An' the day might just be the day fowk'll be happy ah've goat a big stick tae haun. Never know whit'll kick aff."

Maz leaned slightly for a closer look at the wand-axe. "Brilliant." she commented even though she was surprised that Morrigan had charmed one item for him nevermind two.

"Ah didnae even bother askin'." She knew what the answer would be. "Am actually surprised these huvnae been checked." Maz looked around for any professors but none were nearby or even looking her way at that moment. She took a second to cast her eyes over the hall. Some of the costumes were amazing and others, well, not so much.

"Drink an' a sit doon?" She asked Aiden but didn't wait for an answer just turned in the direction of the drinks table. Without turning to look at him she called. "Keep up."

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It took a second for him to wrap his mind around the mental picture she was presenting. With as thoroughly awash in hormones as his system was, that was easier said than done. After a moment’s hesitation, he laughed and replied, “I’m not sure the secrecy thing matters so much – that would probably depend on what you wanted to do once you got out of school. As for the balance issue, that would just mean you’d need to get your first two at the same time…”

“Or you could just go with the bum,” he finished with a grin, “that’s always a classic I understand.”

“Negative, it’s a tattoo of the battleship he was serving on at the time,” he explained.

“He’s never been one for getting names tattooed. Though he’s got the dates of my brothers’ and my births. Other than that it’s mostly sea stuff – he was a sailor for a long time.”

It made sense that whoever had charmed the arrows would make sure that they couldn’t actually be used as weapons. However, Maz had a point – it just meant the target needed to be in the air too. With a shrug he replied, “That shouldn’t be a big deal. If someone gets so annoying that they need to be shot with one of your arrows tonight, I can launch them and you can take your shot. It’ll be like archery skeet shooting.”

Aiden smiled and nodded in agreement. There were a lot of great costumes that were better without magic. And there were even more that were just fine without it – but became truly epic when you added just that dash of magical energy to it.

“Damn straight, if you have it, why not use it.”

From his own point of view, he couldn’t think of any situation where he wouldn’t be happy with Maz having a weapon. They were friends and tended to agree a lot; so it seemed really unlikely that he’d find himself on the receiving end of a beat down from it. Besides, if she tried, he could always attempt to fight back… or run away…

“I think so too,” he agreed, “but it isn’t as awesome as real axe would have been.”

It was a little surprising that there hadn’t been a blanket refusal for weapons. Things were pretty tense at the school and the Headmaster seemed to be fighting to keep things calm. Allowing an arms race seemed a little bit like a missed step. Though, Aiden wasn’t about to complain about it. Just as he was about to suggest hitting the refreshments, she beat him too it and he fell into step with her.

He chuckled as she turned and called for him to keep up, even though he was right there, and he replied, “I was thinking that too. You missed the meal also, and it looked like there were some pretty good snacks there too.”

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Very little hesitation, no stuttering... not even a bit of colour to the cheeks. Well this wasn't as fun as Maz hoped, a little fun but certainly not enough. She'd have to up her game it would seem. "Ah might be like mah Da an' git a wee bit known in the muggle world." She paused a second. "Here, come eh 'hink eh it his guitar wiz covered in runes... Sayin' that muggles are way mair acceptin' eh fowks weirdness."

"Bum an' trampstamp if Jen's mates are any'hin' eh judge by." Maz touched a hand to the small of her back. "That bit there. Aw her pals huv wan there ah 'hink."

"Really?" She hadn't expected that. "He wiz in the Navy? That's whit ah'd dae if ah wiz muggle. That or the airforce. Cool as fuck joabs them." Yes Maz had thought about that. She spent many quiet nights alone, she thought about a lot of things. "You gaunae follow in his footsteps?" That's what she'd heard usually happened.

"Skeet shooting?" Maz frowned quizically. She'd never heard of it.

"Very similar eh whit ah say aboot mah tits that." She commented with a slight smirk.

Maz nodded her agreement and added. "Real axe's huv a tendancy tae make messes though." A person always had to look for the bright side to a situation.

As they made their way through people Maz was generous with the spear. To some it was a kind of greeting accompanied by a loud "Hiya" while to others it was merely something to do. She spoke as they walked, "Ah missed the meal but we hid food. The elves heard us tryin' eh wrestle that idiot intae his costume an' brought us some scran in."

After getting a drink she sat at one of the tables using the chair side on so her crossed legs would be towards Aiden when he sat down. When they were both settled she put her elbow on the table, her head she rested in the palm of her hand and she leaned ever so slightly in towards Aiden. "So Aiden," she began, looking directly at him. "Whit exactly is it yer hopin' tae git fae the night?" One delicate eyebrow quirked in question as she used her straw to take a sip of her drink.

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There had been precious few people he’d met in the magical world who were even considering doing something in the muggle world. The fact that Maz was one of them just made Aiden smile. He cocked his head curiously and asked, “What do you see yourself doing to make a name?”

“He’s right though; in my experience, the muggles tend to be more open-minded about people being weird. In most regards anyway…”

At the mention of Professor Cowan’s friends having tramp stamps, Aiden choked. His mind had travelled, unbidden, to the mental picture of his Arithmancy Professor having a tramp stamp of his own and, for a second, he wasn’t sure if he was going to die laughing or throw up. It wasn’t the sort of mental picture that he wanted anything to do with and he shook his head violent.

“That’s enough talking about that, I think,” he offered with a vaguely ill grin, “I don’t know that I want to think about her hanging around with people with tramp stamps – and possibly having her own…”

“Yeah, he served on the Dragon,” he confirmed with a nod, “It was a missile boat that dealt in anti-aircraft and anti-missile ordnance. He has a lot of really cool stories about his time in the Navy, but – given the option – I’d have still rather been a pilot.”

He spent several moments contemplating her question and then replied, “I’m not sure. After he got out of the Navy and went into business in the shipping company that my great-grandfather had started. I used to think about joining the navy, and there’s always been some low-level pressure to go into the family’s business.”

“Honestly, I like it here though. I was kind of thinking about trying to join the Aurors.”

“Yeah, there’s these little clay discs called skeet – and you throw them into the air, or there’s a machine that can do it more accurately, and then someone tries to shoot them out of the air with a shotgun. I’ve never been very good at it honestly, but my older brother – William – is great at it and so is my dad.”

This time her comment brought a blush to his face and he did his best not to stare at her… attributes… With a grin and a shrug he replied, “Exactly – and I have no doubt that works out very well for you.”

“That’s true, but do you really carry an axe if that isn’t your goal?”

He chuckled as she cleared a way through the crowd with her spear and couldn’t help but be impressed that nobody seemed to really get bent out of shape about it. Honestly, it spoke a great deal to what people seemed to think about Maz. Aiden grinned as she mentioned how she’d managed food and agreed, “The elves here are pretty awesome.”

As he took his seat he looked at her curiously with the way she was regarding him and chuckled at her question, “Honestly, my goals tonight are pretty simple. My primary goals are to make sure that we both have a good time – to the point that you’ll hopefully want to do something like this again; and to avoid getting stabbed by your spear. My ulterior plan is – assuming that we both have a good time – to possibly try to steal a kiss if I don’t have the feeling that I’ll be beaten to a pulp for my efforts.”

He took a sip of his drink and turned the question around on her, “How about you? What were you hoping would happen tonight?”

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"Some'hin' eh dae way music ah suppose. Like mah Da." Though the more she said it the more a niggling doubt niggled. Did she really just want to follow after her dad? She was beginning to feel that surely she should be making her own path. She shrugged. "Plenty ah could dae in the muggle world."

She grinned. "There's a auld fella lives in the village near Jen's whit sunbathes in a dress. Sure enough fowk rip the piss like but it's harmless an' if a stranger wiz tae start they'd git lynched. But aye, totally sunbathes in his front gairden in a dress - a short wan."

Maz threw her hands up. "Why does naebody want tae hear mah Jen stories?" she asked the air. "They're mah best wans." Then with a cheeky smile she added, "She totally has a wan by the way."

"Excellent name fur a boat." She commented then quietly listened as Aiden continued. "Ah git that... family pressure... well no family coz there's only Jen but mah lawyer, his wife, the workers... Pain in the fucking hole, in't it? If it's in way the Aurors ye want tae be fuck the business. Even if ye dinnae like it it's better tae huv tried it."

Maz nodded. Now it had been explained she knew what he meant. "Aye ah've seen that oan the telly. Ah've always wanted a machine like that here tae fire oot bludgers." The beater in her spoke it's needs. "Sometimes ye need tae practice yersel as well as in a team."

With a smirk at his blushing Maz replied. "Exceptionally so."

"Good point well made."

A chuckle! She wasn't looking for a chuckle and hadn't been expecting it. Her eyes narrowed a second before she smiled. "Steal a kiss?" she laughed. "That's a good sayin'. Ah like that wan. Steal a kiss..." she tried it again and nodded before asking with a frown. "That's no wan eh they wans only guy's kin use is it? Coz that widnae be fair."

She shrugged. "Ah dinnae look forward that much." Except for the bigger decisions, sometimes. A strange trait for a seer who dealt in the future. "If ah huv a laugh then ah count it as a win." She looked around as if assessing the crowd. "If ah kin git in a fight it's even better." Now she was joking. Maz didn't often go looking for fights even if she did often find herself fighting.

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“You could do a lot of cool stuff with music – and with some magic mixed in, you could put on a hell of a stage show,” he offered with a supportive smile, “I can’t even imagine how many people you could get to come out and see you perform with some magical effects to back you up. You’d be huge.”

With a laugh he replied, “See? To each their own… as long as you’re not hurting anyone.”

Her expression of frustration made him grin.

“I don’t think it’s so much that nobody wants to hear any of your stories – they just don’t want the horrible mental picture like the one you’re painting. I’m sure they’re great…” his words trailed off and a look of horror crossed his face at her smile.

“Why…” he begged, “why would you say that?”

“I thought so too! Even before I knew that dragons were real things,” he agreed.

She was right, and wrong at the same time. There was some pressure to follow in the family footsteps and to go into the family business, but it wasn’t something that his parents did on purpose. They did try to be supportive in whatever their kids wanted to do, but once William had decided he was going to follow the designated path they’d, unconsciously or not, made it clear that was what they wanted.

“That’s pretty much the page that I was on too.”

The idea of using a skeet machine with bludgers was an awesome idea and it made him chuckle, “Sometimes you do, and it could also be dead useful and entertaining for driving away unwanted guests or relatives.”

Somehow, her smirk didn’t help anything. It made it pretty clear that the blush he’d shown had been exactly what she was going for – and, even knowing that, he couldn’t help but continue to blush. Still, he managed to reply, “Well, in that case, I can only hope that you want something from me some day…”

“I thought so too,” he agreed happily, “it’s just one more example of my cutting-wit.”

“It’s a great saying, and I don’t see any reason why it would need to be gender specific. It could be though, so we might have to try later to see if it’s something that you could pull off too.”

“Well, then I guess tonight is a victory, I’ve made you laugh at least once… A fight might be a little more difficult, but I’m sure that we could make something happen if you really wanted to…” he agreed with a playful smile as he looked around the room – hoping for someone dressed as some supervillain or some monster that a warrior like Maz would hunt.

His eyes lit up as he saw someone across the room that was done up like a minotaur and nudged her before pointing it out, “Or, if not a fight, perhaps a hunt?”

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Maz nodded her agreement. "You should see mah Da's guitar. It's so fuckin' cool. If ah wiz able tae play it in here, right now as an electric then the runes carved an' spelled oan it wid light up an' move. If ah play it acoustic they still light up but only faintly an' they dinnae move." She looked mildly disappointed by that but only mildly. Her father's guitar was her most prized possession.

"Exactly, as long as fowks happy."

Her grin widened becoming rather wicked as it did. "Why no?"

"Good." Maz nodded. "Make yer ain way."

The girl waved a hand at his comment. "Ah've goat a cannon it hame fur that." It was another moment when it was difficult to tell if she was joking or not. Her face was completely straight as she delivered the comment, her tone one of simply passing the time.

"Really?" She leaned towards him slightly her elbow still in the table, and head resting in her palm. "Whit could ah possibly want fae you then?"

Sitting back up Maz just had to correct him. "Ah but there's a difference between laughin' an' havin' a laugh. Havin' a laugh is a mair continuous thing. Much mair pressure." She flashed a cheeky grin before turning to see who he was pointing at.

"That big walloper?" She laughed. "Easy..." Not that she would goad the costume wearer for real. He was one of her passing opponents as she thought of them. Banter would flow between them when passing in the corridors all done in fun. I left together long enough though, as they had been in past detentions they would take it to far and end up wrestling. "His girlfriend fuckin' hates me though. This could git messy."

Maz stood then with her legs shoulder-width apart, took a better grip of her spear, aimed and threw it. She wasn't a beater for nothing and the spear struck exactly where she'd wanted it - just above the tail. The spear fell to the ground as Maz shouted, "Haw, arsewipe, who the fuck dae ye 'hink yer dingyin'?"

When the minotaur turned to face her he already had a smile on his face. "Look who it is - Superhoe!" He laughed at his joke. Maz didn't but she did smile though not very plesantly. The insults flew back and forth each one getting closer to the bone than the last. To an observor both the warrior and the minotaur would look to be in a battle of hate as the banter was taken further and further.

"That's it!" The minotaur roared and threw the spear back to the girl who easily caught it. "Right now, you and me!"

Maz laughed herself and grinned, she'd had the last word before the challenge. She won that game. She bowed. "Ready!" A crouching, fighting stance was taken as she handed her spear to Aiden. Even a pretend fight was better than no fight.

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“That sounds awesome,” he replied with a bright smile, “I’d like to see that sometime.”

Her enthusiasm for the guitar was impossible to miss and Aiden really would have liked to see what it was that she was so into. It really interested him though, because it sounded like a viable mixing of magic and muggle tech – that wasn’t something that he’d seen much of and he didn’t know why more people weren’t working to do that.

“Because brain bleach isn’t actually a thing yet?” he offered as a rational explanation for why that sort of horror story shouldn’t be shared.

Then he considered for a moment, “Unless… is that the sort of thing that you think the Obliviators would help with? If we could get a couple of them out this way…”

While it hadn’t been necessary for him getting on his with his life, Aiden did appreciate Maz’s support of his plan of finding his own way. He was sure that his parents would support it too, even if they would be a little bit disappointed about it. Still, it was his choice – not theirs – so he was going to keep on forging his own path.

Aiden’s eyes shot wide at the mention of a cannon. It was the sort of thing that – with anyone else – he would have assumed they were kidding about. With Maz, he was far less certain. He looked at her questioningly and, when he still wasn’t able to get any sort of a read on her, he replied, “That’s another thing that I think I’d like to see sometime. You know… as long as it’s not aimed at me.”

“Well,” he replied thoughtfully, even as the blush deepened, “I would think there could be any number of things that you’d want from me… Like, right now, you clearly are trying to see if you can make me blush hard enough for my head to explode.”

He grinned playfully, “I’m always up for some more pressure…”

While it didn’t surprise him that she was up for a Minotaur hunt, he had to admit to himself that he was delighted about it all the same, “Oh yeah? Why would she be jealous – and isn’t messy just another word for fun?”

Then, with a grin, he rose alongside her and stifled a laugh as she reared back and flung the magically blunted spear at their prey. Aiden chuckled at the banter that flew back and forth between the two – they were clearly friendly and made him feel a little better that he hadn’t turned Maz loose on an innocent bystander. Not that it would have stopped him if he had.

After catching the spear that was thrown his way, Aiden stepped aside and led the cheering throng that surrounded her – trying to drown out the ones who were cheering on the Minotaur. Movement off to the side caught his attention and Aiden frowned as a couple of Professors made their way across the room – hoping to break up the fight before it got started.

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