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Holiday Ghost Event: Baby Britain

WHO: Everyone, affected and not
TONE: Confused and Juvenile
RATING: PG; THEY'RE BABIES
WHEN: December 1st through 3rd
WHERE: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
WHAT: Due to visiting holiday ghosts, some students and staff find themselves living in the past...and a great deal younger than they're used to. But not all of them, so I hope they know how to babysit!
NOTE: This signals the event start. Use any posting format you want, and feel free to post about this as well on these weird cool journals your younger!character just found!

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[Oh dear. Dear, dear, dear. Something isn't right here, something isn't right at all, but what Dolores Pennington doesn't know is that it's not the school that's wrong, but rather her.

Anyone walking the halls might recognise the nurse's kind, dark eyes but in a much younger face, worried, teeth gently denting her lower lip as she checks around each corner before turning it. She's sixteen, wearing a set of Hufflepuff robes that look a little outdated, and she looks.. quite lost.]

[[ooc: Dolores Maryam here, aged 16! :>]]

Edited 2012-12-01 03:46 (UTC)

[Guess who has a body back and is also even tinier than he was last time that he magically got a body back.

His bright red jumper is a few sizes too big for him now, and he's fidgeting with his trousers to keep them up, huffing petulantly.]

Now where did I put my school books?

[Marcie doesn't know this place. Not at all. She hunches her shoulders a little as she tries to get out of the way of the sea of legs. Her hands move for the familiar comfort of her teddy bear before she realizes he's not here with her, and she finds an available spot near the wall, sniffing.]

Mama?

[Oh boy, Eridan has no no idea where he is right now. This is a huuuuge building and he's so confused and he has no idea what these big robes are over his clothes but oh lord are they making it hard for him to walk.

He is on a mission. He's lost and he's trying his hardest to find his papa or his older brother or his nanny or someone he knows because he KNOWS FOR A FACT he shouldn't be wandering about without anyone he knows. He doesn't want to get in trouble or something of that nature, since that's something he'd rather avoid. ]

[Eridan's 6 right now. UwU]

Edited 2012-12-01 03:59 (UTC)

[So there's a kid of about five, limping slightly, wearing an ugly Christmas sweater. As if he didn't have enough trouble walking long distances without getting exhausted already, he's lost now.

And he doesn't understand a word anyone is saying.]

Papa...? Mama?

[And in German, if anyone can understand him:]

Can anybody help me? My bum hurts a lot.

[Boy oh boy, John's got no idea what's happening right now. He'd drifted off to sleep after arguing with Harry over why she got the top bunk of their bed - as usual - and the next thing he knew he was standing in a place he didn't recognize. He was wearing weird clothes that were much too large for him, and the first thing he saw was an enormous staircase that kept changing its position and a bunch of moving, talking pictures.

Then he reached the obvious conclusion: he's dreaming.

All that had been about 10 minutes ago, and now he's wrapped his odd clothes around himself as best he can and is venturing out, exploring this strange dreamworld.]

{{ooc note: This is the journal for bitty John Watson! He's five and Muggleborn, so he's got no idea what Hogwarts even is at this point.}}

[Lyrl wakes up a little boy of 6 years old, very confused. This is not the forest. How did he get here without waking up? Where's his mom? Why are all these other kids sleeping around here? Has he been kidnapped?

He's not really sure what to do, but he knows his mom is probably going on a murderous rampage in order to find him, so he sneaks out of his bed and leaves as quietly as possible. Once out in the corridors he creeps along trying to remain hidden, although it seems just about impossible in such a well-lit place.

Then a painting asks him if he's lost.

Lyrl bolts frantically down the hallway, not stopping until he's completely out of breath. Wait, that wasn't very stealthy at all!]

[Peter wasn't quite sure what was going on, had his parents brought him somewhere whilst he was asleep? If that was the case, where were they? They always seemed to up and disappear... One minute they were there, the next it was like they didn't even exist.

But this was certainly new, a little scary, but he was more curious than scared. Even as the four year old took his surroundings in silently, he couldn't help but linger in the doorways, peeking around them to make sure the way was safe. Good thing too, tiny little thing looked like the wind could very well sweep him away if it blew too hard.

That's currently what he's doing, making sure the coast is clear from alien invaders, giant robots, angry gusts of wind, or bad guys!]

[Coraline is five. She actually doesn't look much different other than being shorter and having brown hair and is a lot more hyper. She's currently dashing around and looking at everything with slack jawed wonder.]

"What is this place? OHMYGOD IS IT CINDERELLA'S CASTLE? ARE WE IN DISNEY LAND?"

[Every gathering of young people has that one teenager who simply does not want to be there. At all. Who is glaring at everyone with a level of disdain that suggests she is about two seconds away from casting Silencio on the lot of them just so she can shut everyone up long enough to go find a professor. But that would just cause more issues.

So she is going to continue to glare at everyone for a few more minutes. She knows where she is, she just figures she's the oldest there and will get a few more points for 'keeping everyone calm'.]

[A nine year old Tess is wandering around the castle. She's not sure where she is, but her father lives in an old castle so maybe she's in part of it that she's never been to.]

Hello? Daddy?

[Shinra is currently four years old. He has no idea of where he is or how he got here, but he's sure thst everything must be alright and that his father must be around here somewhere and he's sure to find him eventually. In the meantime, this place is very interesting, so he's going to find out all he can.

If you're going about your business in the castle, you may have noticed him watching you. Don't mind him. He's just curious.]

[For a 4 year old on her own in a strange place, Roxy seems pretty okay with wandering the castle by herself. In fact she seems pretty enthusiastic about it. For a girl who doesn't get to travel much outside of visiting family for holidays waking up in a strange place is a bit thrilling.

She's awfully happy to be skittering around pillars, peeking behind statues and scrambling up stairs as fast as her little legs can carry her before they have the chance to move away from her. The last one isn't really the safest activity for anyone, let alone a little girl wearing Ravenclaw robes that are much too big for her.]

_{[Well, nine year old Gilbert has no idea why he's here. What is even here? That's a minor detail, really. He can't even bring himself to be worried about that yet.

He's too busy trying to dislodge a sword from a suit of armour and failing miserably.]}

[There is a small, lost looking boy just kind of wandering around the Slytherin common room. Eventually he makes his way out into the castle at large.

He looks more than just lost, he looks...hollow, as if a part of him has been carved out.]

((ooc: Catch him anywhere from his room to the great hall))

Edited 2012-12-01 13:49 (UTC)

[There's a ridiculously tall boy in Ravenclaw robes wandering the castle, now, along with all the confused tiny children. He's all long limbs and awkward, like he has a a lot of growing into his own body to do, and his long, curly black hair looks like it hasn't been brushed in a few days. It hides a lot of his (spotty) face, though not the large, dark eyes that peer out from underneath it in both suspicion and worry. He's not really talking to anyone, but going around to all the classrooms, trying to find a teacher he knows and growing increasingly more distressed.]

[That certainly is a 6 year old Cronus walking around the school in a white t-shirt far too big for him, seriously that shit is like to his knees almost, and basically nothing else, at least from what any onlookers can tell. He's even missing his two lightning bolt scars! He really doesn't look bothered though, just walking through the halls looking more confident than any 6 year old has the right to be, especially without pants. He even has a (unlit)cigarette in his mouth, not that he even knows what that is! But he had it when he showed up here and it was in his mouth, so that must obviously be where it belongs!]

[Do you approach this cocky 6 year-old: Y/N?]

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