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helenadurazzo · 3 months
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The Lord of the Underworld And His Lady Of Spring Part 2
In this continuation of ‘The Lord Of The Underworld And His Lady Of Spring,’ a part of me and @princess-of-pearls-and-stars HPHM x Twisted Wonderland AU, the guys and Asteria all come together in the Headmage’s office only to make more discoveries, but still no answers on how to resolve the issues of the invaders. As always, Helena belongs to me and Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars
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Everyone who seemed to be coming finished with Malleus and Lilia teleporting into the Headmage’s office. Asteria had to note Fae magic was quite interesting and they seemed to perform these teleportations just like apparations, albeit with much less stress.
“I hope we didn’t keep you waiting.” Malleus apologized.
“Malleus! Lilia!” Kalim cheered, “You made it!”
“Hmm…” Lilia mumbled to himself in a barely audible tone, “Seems like I was correct about who was abducted for the most part.”
For the most part!? Asteria thought to herself. What was that supposed to mean? She knew Malleus and Lilia were full of secrets yet some bothered and caused more speculation than others.
Trey cleared his throat, “I was just baking some cookies in the dorm when I got word that Riddle had been kidnapped. Then I heard Ace and Deuce were injured and went straight to the infirmary. It was all so sudden it’s hard to wrap my head around it.”
“The stables where Riddle was taken is like a war zone.” Cater added. “Even the grass was burnt to a crisp. What in the world is going on?”
“That’s what I want to know!” Ruggie exclaimed. “Leona surrendered unconditionally, yeah I know, Leona of all people. Then he said ‘Ruggie, you’re in charge of Savanaclaw until I get back, Then again, I can’t be sure I’ll come back at all…’ He was dead serious too!”
“As we understand it.” Jade began smoothly, “Azul was taken during a club meeting.”
“The board game club guys say he left with them peacefully.” Floyd continued for his brother. “And Firefly Squid and Lil’ Clione went along too. I don’t know though, it doesn’t sound like Azul.”
“Asteria’s group and I were originally with Vil and Jamil back at Ramshackle.” Kalim revealed what Asteria knew all too well.
Rook elaborated further, “We tried to fight the intruders with magic, but it had no effect on them. They took Vil and Jamil, along with Grim and Helena.”
Jade pondered for a moment, “There must be a reason then that Leona and Azul didn’t fight back.”
“Yeah…” Ruggie realized, “Now that I think about it, Leona seemed to know what their deal was…”
“…hm” was the only audible sound that escaped Malleus’ lips before more words were spoken at long last, glancing at Lilia. “Kingscholar is from an old royal house. It would stand to reason he has heard of them…”
Asteria raised an eyebrow, “What are you talking about?”
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“I’ll field that question.” Asteria heard the familiar voice of Professor Trein as he entered the room.
“Oh hello Trein.” Lilia spoke casually at the somewhat unexpected visitor, “Where is the headmage?”
“Styx took him into custody as well.” Professor Trein enlightened them. “I’m in charge while he is away.”
“Maybe it’s good the Headmage is gone.” Asteria muttered to herself, “Perhaps we can actually get answers.”
“Hold up what’s Styx?” Floyd asked the Professor with a puzzled look.
Professor Trein folded his arms, “An organization that operates independently of any nation or government. It is an arcane institute that conducts research on blot. They have done so for many years.” A revelation that brought shock to nearly everyone, except the Diasomnia Housewarden and Vice Housewarden.
“They study blot?” Jade broke the silence that was formed.
“I get it now…” Floyd added.
“Get what?” Kalim raised an eyebrow.
“Think about who they took.” Jade pointed out.
“It was Riddle, Leona, Azul, and Jamil.” Cater reminded the group, “So they abducted Jamil, who is a Vice Housewarden, and left Kalim alone. But they didn’t take Rook who is also a Vice Housewarden. So they aren’t targeting just Housewardens or just Vice Housewardens.”
“It’s people who’ve overblotted!” Kalim exclaimed.
“Wait a few questions, one when did Vil overblot!?” Ruggie looked at Rook and Kalim and only received silent nods in response. “And two that doesn’t explain why they targeting Grim and Helena.”
“Nor the fact that Riddle and the others received proper medical treatment.” Trey pointed out. “They have all made a complete recovery. Why would this come up now?”
“Hmm…” Malleus pondered, “There is someone who probably knows their reasons, the Watchman of the Island of Woe.”
“The what?” Asteria was still just as confused as she was before.
“Ah” Rook seemed to have more knowledge of the subject than she did, “I’ve seen mention of them here and there in old history books. Are you acquainted with this dreadful isle and its Watchman, Roi des Dragons?”
Malleus had a confused look on his face, “Are you that clueless Hunt? You are acquainted with him as well.”
“I am?” Rook seemed to regain confusion.
“And not just Rook.” Lilia reminded Malleus, “We all are acquainted with him to some extent at the very least.”
Rook folded his arms, “Are you suggesting what I think you are that Idia is this so called Watchman?”
“Well it’s more of a family title.” Malleus explained, “I believe the current head is…Aidne Shroud?” Looking over at Lilia for confirmation.
Lilia shook is head, “No, she passed away, now it is Aidne’s son, Idia’s father.”
“Human generations pass by so quickly.” Malleus quietly realized.
“True but Styx is a rather recent development.” Lilia reminded him. “Perhaps only a century or so?”
“Wait slow down.” Ruggie pleaded, “I am still confused. Leona mentioned Idia’s family is apart of some megacorp but that’s just a cover for the whole Styx and Watchman of Island of Woe thing!?”
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“While the Watchman has become sort of an urban legend now.” Lilia explained. “You see back in the old days, when mages were called witches and wizards, they were feared across the land. People believed the Island of Woe would punish anyone who abandoned their principles and went mad with power.”
Malleus continued, “One of my family’s history books even claims that the group is so ancient they date back to the age of the Gods. Back then, the relationship between magic and blot wasn’t realized. Instead, people believed, overblots were disasters that occurred without warning. The Jupiter Family sealed those disasters away on the Island of Woe to bring peace. And the Watchman is in place to protect the land from those disasters plaguing everyone once more. The first was one of the Shroud family’s ancestors.”
“Sounds more like a myth than history.” Cater remarked.
Lilia picked up where Malleus left off, “Mind you, humans never stopped researching magic, eager students that they were. Time marched on and eventually magic became safe to practice, with witches and wizards becoming known as mages. In the present, mage licenses are international and are globally recognized for the betterment they bring society. And there have been many laws and acts to help with the necessary discipline and overtime the Watchman began to fade from the history books. But regardless the group continued their research on the disasters, and that is what Styx is.”
“I see.” Professor Trein continued, “We were aware that Idia was the son of the Shroud family. But this is the first I have heard of a connection between his family and Styx. I haven’t even seen any of this discussed and I have read just about every book and work on magical history.”
“Ah but you see you are limited to the texts that survive among humankind.” Lilia pointed out. “Humans and Fae stopped intermingling long ago, and not every truth is written down.”
Trein cleared his throat, “This makes me wonder if the headmage was aware of any of this. And if he was does that mean he was unable to work with the Shroud family to prevent this?”
Malleus only shrugged, “Who can say really. Even if he had known he wouldn’t have been able to stop them.”
“So does that enlighten anyone about the plan they have for the ones who were abducted.” Trey wondered out loud.
Jade spoke strangely casually, “If they are lucky they will only be examined. If they are unlucky they will become test subjects. And if they are REALLY UNLUCKY they-“
“Let’s not finish that sentence.” Kalim requested with a freaked out look.
“But those goons rolled up and blasted half of campus.” Floyd reminded everyone, “There are ton’s of witnesses right? At least someone had to have gotten them on video. Doesn’t seem very sneaky or secretive to me.”
“Perhaps they have a reliable way of clearing the mess they make up?” Jade suggested.
Professor Trein sighed, “Look, we don’t know where the Island of Woe is which means we can’t pursue those who were abducted. I want all of you to return to your dorms and do a roll call, check for any injured students and report back to me.”
“Yes sir!” The remaining housewardens and vice housewardens said in unison except for Rook who had an ever growing scowl on his face.
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Around the same time as it would turn out, those who were captured would arrive at the mysterious Island of Woe. More specifically, Styx’s headquarters. The four housewardens and vice housewarden looked at their surroundings, yet soon enough, they spotted a familiar face with hair made of fiery blue flames.
“Uhh hey everyone, welcome to the dark and gloomy Island of Woe.” Idia awkwardly greeted them, “And Styx headquarters.”
“It’s you…” Vil breathed furiously.
“Yep Idia Shroud acting director of Styx.” He added as he was joined by Ortho Shroud, Helena Othonos, and one of the intruders from earlier.
“How did Helena get here before us.” Leona grunted, “Must have gotten special treatment.”
“That’s the only thing that comes to your minds?” Idia raised an eyebrow, “No ‘Say What!!!’ Or ‘No Way!!!’”
Azul sighed, “I’m so shocked I’m actually calm.”
“Granted we already assumed there was some connection.” Vil pointed out. “But you’re the acting director? That’s not some tangential link!”
“Less Chit Chat more answers Radish Sprout.” Leona glared at Idia, “Why did you bring us here and I can’t believe I am saying this, but why does Helena act and look more like a robot with those new glasses and uniform of hers than Ortho? You did jam us in cargo and didn’t bother even giving us an economy seat.”
“Yikes those are some scary fangs.” Idia jumped as Leona growled. “Just cool your jets and this will all be over and we can have a good time.”
Jamil was simply furious, “You attack our school and abduct us. And clearly have done something to Helena as she hasn’t even said a word of recognition. And you still want us to ‘cool our jets’ you are lucky her sister isn’t here or you would already be dead as a doornail.”
“Do you want to lose your head!?” Riddle exclaimed.
The previous intruder starts speaking in a robotic tone, “Detecting a buildup of magic in Subject A. Readying stun-“
“Woah woah!” Idia called out, “Pause that.” He then looked over at the others, “And Helena’s perfectly fine since unlike you all she hasn’t forgotten one itty bitty detail that’s very crucial.
“Huh?” The boys exclaimed in unison, equally confused.
Idia grinned deviously, “Where are you again? And who am I again? I’m the BOSS” words that seemed to frighten the five guys. “Don’t hurt us we won’t hurt you. It’s as simple as that.”
“Injury will decrease by 57% as long as you follow my brother’s instructions.” Ortho gleefully predicted.
“Very well.” Vil sighed, “There aren’t any better options regardless. I’ll comply and behave.” After a bit of silence, Vil’s tone turned more assertive, “Well? Are forcibly detaining us, I trust you at least have the decency to serve us some tea? Surely your girlfriend isn’t the only one who will be treated like a normal person.”
Idia mumbled, “The way you’re acting doesn’t remotely suggest compliance or good behavior… but whatever. Come on everybody follow me.” He then turned to Helena, “Would you mind preparing the tea?”
“Not at all.” Helena mindlessly smiled.
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catohphm · 10 months
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Letters of Blossoming Bonds
Welcome to another entry in the Cardverse AU, created by @ariparri. This story follows a discussion I had with my friend @dat-silvers-girl. It explains the beginnings of Cato and Sarahi’s friendship in the Cardverse as pen pals and how it evolved through their letters to each other. This story also has a brief mention of the Jack of Clubs who belongs to @helenadurazzo. Sarahi belong to @dat-silvers-girl. It was so much fun to brainstorm and write this. I hope you all enjoy!
Also tagging @akikocho​, @nerdyliv​ and @carewyncromwell​
As Cato accustomed to his duties as the Ace of Clubs, he accepted that paper was a central part of the job. Filling out orders, communicating with his lower officers and organizing troops, supplies and munitions were conducted in documentation by written word. Information flowed up and down the chain of command. Everyone in the military was part of it. From the Ace at the top, the officers in between and the many soldiers out and about, each member played a small, yet integral role in keeping the country safe from all threats, foreign and domestic. 
Besides the military, Cato also had authority over legal and judicial matters in his position. He worked in close coordination with his childhood friend and partner, the Jack of Clubs Helena Durazzo @helenadurazzo to draft laws and address national matters, benefitting the best interests of their people, their nation and Cinderhaven as a whole. Warrants, affidavits, case files and other records were handled, with the Ace overseeing many law enforcement investigations over his career. While he had officers below him that helped in carrying out his duties, the Ace had the final approval over many matters that hit his desk. From there, they would be passed up to the Jack and finally His Majesty, King Orion Amari of Clubs.
Fortunately, Cato’s desk was in front of a big bay window that afforded him a panoramic view of the landscape. It sat in his study accessible from his bedroom on the second floor, at the top long end of the Ace’s residence. It had a smaller view than the balcony but it beat having no view at all. Sometimes the Ace would look up from his work to smile and admire the nature outside. That was on sunny days. When it rained, the sound of a billion drops hitting the woodwork kept him at ease as he went through each paper. 
Sometimes among the official correspondence he’d receive each day, there would be small envelopes containing letters from friends and family. The work-related materials came in folders, scrolled parchments and sealed pouches. Cato could tell from which country personal letters were from by the wax symbols that kept the envelopes closed. Those from home bore the mark of the Clubs. But he would also see sleeves with hearts, diamonds and spades, too.
He kept contact with his friends in other kingdoms by writing. Early on into his career, he started receiving letters from someone in the Kingdom of Hearts he never wrote to before - Sarahi Silvers. Cato had knew of the Silvers name from his parents who often went to the Passion Ball up in Hearts. They were friends with a few members of the Hearts’ royal household. Last time he heard, one of the children of the Silvers family had dropped out of college at the bemusement of her mother but found work as part of the help at the royal household. 
In the first few letters Cato and Sarahi exchanged, she explained that she enjoyed tending after the greenery and flowers around the palace over her usual chores as a maid. In his mind, he questioned how she got ahold of him in writing. She kept busy around the Castle of Hearts throughout her day and catching up with the news wasn’t a priority. Cato recognized from the letters that Sarahi was unaware that he was the Ace of Clubs. He debated whether he should volunteer that to her but decided against it. The young leader knew that in such a high place on the latter some common people would find him intimidating, and he resonated with Sarahi’s situation.
She became the royal house’s gardener and befriended the animals around the castle proper. Sarahi often worked alone, but seldom felt lonely because the rabbits and other adorable ones were always there to keep her company as people came and went. Cato also lived on his own in his house in Clubs, surrounded by nature. He enjoyed looking outside from the balcony, watching the birds fly by and the wildlife mill around. Deer with their young, ducklings following the mama duck, and squirrels playing in the trees. These little signs of life made him smile too. The Ace was in touch with nature just as Sarahi was. Since they were kids, nature was among their greatest passions, and they found pleasure in it by their own means. Cato was a curious lad and loved to travel, see more of nature and learn about the cultures of other kingdoms. While work now limited how much he could go out, he still longed to see his friends and reminisce with them. 
Cato and Sarahi were penpals - they shared the aforementioned thoughts with each other through the mail coming to and fro between the Land of Clubs and the Kingdom of Hearts. Sometimes she would ask him about the animals in his country. Growing up in Clubs, Cato was quite knowledgeable on that subject. He explained to his penpal what the local fauna were, how they moved, how they ate, and how they got along with other animals. The Ace was also curious about the animals in hearts, and he would ask Sarahi about them, sharing her curiosity. In fact the Ace and the gardener were also united by the sentiment of leaving their comfort zone to see the world once in a while. 
Alongside animals, Sarahi of course was interested in the other aspects of Clubs as a land too - the towns, the people, the scenery and the history. Until she was comfortable, Cato made a point when he entertained these topics to leave out anything to do with his work. He was still happy to mention King Orion in his letters, but he didn’t dare refer to him as His Majesty to play it safe. A running joke that the two penpals enjoyed was finding out what the King of Clubs thought of a particular animal. After all, it was common knowledge that he was the most level-headed, chillest lad out there. 
With the drama that led to Sarahi becoming the castle gardener for the Hearts’ royal house, she found comfort in writing to Cato. He was someone connected through her family’s social network that she could trust and wouldn’t judge her. Their conversations started out with them discussing their respective kingdoms and her appointment. Cato wanted to tell Sarahi about his life as the Ace of Clubs but he’d have to wait. He was fine with this though, because they wouldn’t be exchanging letters if he shared that first thing. Sarahi didn’t know Cato well when they started writing to each other. She was also quite the anxious sort, and would’ve been scared off if she learned that her new penpal was the Ace of Clubs of all folks.
When considering that, Cato felt it was best to leave his job out of his letters with Sarahi for the moment and be himself. He knew that the impressions of a leading figure like an Ace did not agree with his personality and how he interacted with people. He thought that she was friendly, curious and compassionate like himself, and he had a lot of respect for her as the Hearts palace gardener. Tending to the natural scenery of the palace was a very important job because the royal grounds represented the best of the Kingdom of Hearts and left a strong impression on visitors from all around. The army that Cato led was representative of Clubs and its inhabitants' stewardship and loyalty to their nation and what it stood for. Of course, it was very different in size and scope to tending after the gardens around the Castle of Hearts. But the spirit was universal - Cato cared a lot for his troops and made sure they were well-trained, fed and in good morale. Sarahi made sure the flowers and animals around the Hearts royal proper were happy, healthy and beaming full of life. Their motivations came from love and loyalty. It was these values that helped get their nations through the hardship of the civil war in Spades and beyond. 
However, while letters can do so much, nothing can conquer the magic or emotion of face-to-face contact with fellow human beings. Cato hopes that one day, he and Sarahi can meet in person and catch up with one another. For all his life he grew up in the natural beauty of the Land of Clubs. He has been out of the kingdom a couple times before but a new chapter of life is in store for him - new beginnings. Things have changed. Cato can only imagine how different the gardens at the Castle of Hearts look since the last time he has been there with Sarahi working on them. Finding peace in nature also helps Cato cope with the stresses of the political climate with Spades under Rakepick’s dictatorship and the risk she poses to Clubs and other kingdoms. Seeing is believing, and he looks forward to the moment when he can catch the train up to Hearts to meet his pen pal and take in the sights, smells and sounds of the gardens that Sarahi has put much of her energy into nurturing. 
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ariparri · 1 year
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A Erina (Erika x Helena) chibi drawing for @helenadurazzo as a gift for taking part in the Winter Festival Event in the HPHM Amino! I hope you like it ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
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helenadurazzo · 3 months
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The Lord of The Underworld And His Lady of Spring Part 6
Next in the HPHM x Twisted Wonderland AU, it is time for the testing, as both groups of the boys go through it, Idia, along with Helena and Ortho go through the data to look for interesting results
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“Test One complete.” Ortho confirmed, “Subjects are cooling down within the simulation.”
“All vital signs for the three subjects are normal.” An employee, Moor Eiriniko, of Helena recalled his name right, reported. “And blot accumulation is within standard range.”
“There are the numbers I expected as well.” Idia observed, “Time to see if they differ with the next test.”
“Simulator has been synced with the Lachesis System.” Another employee, this time, Etern Skotadi, was the one to talk, “We are set for the second test.”
Idia nodded firmly, “Take it away Ortho.”
“Roger!” Ortho obeyed, “Virtual enemy mode standby. Commencing dive!”
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“Test two complete.” Ortho reported, “Subjects are cooling down in the sim.”
“Vital signs remain normal.” Moor typed on a tablet as he talked, “Yet there has been an increase in blot accumulation.”
Etern looked at the system and made modifications, “Lachesis System desynchronizing. Down to five percent… four, three, two… desync complete.”
“Simulator cooldown has finished.” Ortho’s voice sounded, “Subjects are being transported to the recovery room.”
“Excellent.” Idia breathed a sigh of relief, “When you are done with that, prepare Subjects B and D for their testing.”
“Roger.” Ortho’s holographic figure nodded before disappearing.
“Now let’s read the stats for these famed housewardens.” Idia grinned as he went over to a large screen.
“The difference in their blot accumulation rates is fascinating.” Helena observed, walking up to Idia to stand beside him.
“Totally.” Idia smiled at her and then looked at the screen, “Let’s look at Riddle first. He busts out spells like he is in hyperdrive. And his magic pool is way beyond other mages his age. Likely had training in magic at a young age. Like a sports pro who practiced their whole lives since they could walk. It’s the only way he could wield such numbers. If you ask me, his strength is more from hard work than from innate talent.”
Helena hummed, “He also has a tendency to elevate his output and brute force his magic during moments of indecision.”
“Whiles it is inefficient.” Idia admitted,
“he had the power to back him up”
“And his mental state is impacted by external factors rather than internal ones.” Helena pointed out, “If my memory serves him right, he had quite the controlling mother watching over him, a skill mage doctor in the Queendom of Roses.”
“Despite everything though.” Idia starred at the screen, “Its safe to say he has a strong offense but a paper thin defense. Being quite fragile physically and mentally when he isn’t in control of his surroundings.”
“Yet compare that to Azul,” Helena observed, looking at his results. “Despite his slow speed at casting, he is precise and deadly accurate with his spells.”
“He served as a support for Riddle’s brash actions!” Idia declared. “On one hand he is calm and efficient, on the other you could say he is cowardly for hiding behind the magical gifts of others.”
“Or it just means he can be suited as a healer.” Helena shrugged playfully.
“Perhaps he is careful because he has a small magic pool.” Idia theorized, “like he is banking up on his quick thinking to make up for his little reserves or something. It’s not like he can use his signature spell willy nilly.”
“Making him the opposite of Riddle.” Helena observed, “Then there is the case of Vil, who is unique in his own right.”
“Oh boy talk about STABLE.” Idia exclaimed. “All of his numbers are remarkably high and he hardly breaks a sweat. His lack of sharp performance strikes may be one thing, but he is solid in both offense and defense. And I am pretty sure Vil didn’t get any specialized training prior to his enrollment.”
“His physical and mental resilience is rather impressive.” Helena observed.
“He would make a perfect tank!” Idia declared with confidence. “Vil’s signature spell is a long duration debuff curse… and since he’s got a big magic pool, it is a long lasting one, that’s huge. I would hate having to fight these guys, but oh man they’d be a blast to play if they were in an RPG!”
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“That was quick.” Idia exclaimed with wide eyes, “They figured out how the system worked immediately.”
“Well Leona is the type of guy who knows when he is dreaming.” Helena reminded him.
Idia sighed, “Where’s the fun in that? And Jamil’s stress levels barely moved to. How did these guys overblot? Vil as well for that matter.”
“Simulator cooldown complete.” Ortho reported as astern worked on desyncing the system, “Transferring subjects to the recovery room.”
“Testing sequence completed at 2245” Moor took note of.
“Good, good.” Idia muttered then looked at the two employees, “You two are free to go once the data is backed up.”
“Roger.” The two men nodded.
Ortho suddenly entered the room, “All subjects are in the recovery room Idia. They’re fast asleep.”
Helena laughed, “When is Leona not asleep? Not surprising at all.”
“Nice job Ortho.” Idia spoke calmly
“You to Idia!” Ortho cheered happily, “What do the results look like for Leona Kingscholar and Jamil Viper?”
Helena gasped as Idia put the data on the monitor, “Their numbers are exceptional!”
Idia started with looking at Leona’s data, “Spoiled or not, Leona is still royalty. Totally makes sense that he would have top notch magic instruction as a kid. His casting speed is off the charts and his magic pool is huge and he is quite efficient which helps with minimizing blot accumulation.” Idia sighed, “But I already knew Leona was tough and could handle whatever danger is thrown at him. And it’s hard to measure resilience when it comes to inner turmoil.”
“He does seem to commonly exhibit a great mental fortitude.” Ortho agreed. “And a drastic change could lead to an increase in blot accumulation.”
“Stat-wise he would be a great tank like Vil.” Idia continued. “But given his personality, he isn’t best suited for a leader. Now that I mention it, their personalities don’t seem to match with their ideal class.”
“What class do you believe Jamil would be?” Helena pondered.
“He’s tricky.” Idia admitted with a shrug, “He could fit just about anywhere TBH. But he tends to go for efficiency over speed, just like Azul. Looking at his background… he had no training before arriving at Night Raven College. Yet where he differs is how he is really quick and precise with defensive magic. Perhaps it’s his natural state given how he guards Kalim.
“So perhaps a Melee to defend a tank or a healer?” Ortho proposed.
“Something like that.” Idia nodded. “Just imagine it, Night Raven Quest, the RPG, now that’s a game I’d play even more given these additional stats.”
“You should totally make it Idia!” Ortho energetically requested, “It would be a blast! And it could be open world!”
“Development costs would be too much for open world for such a ridiculous concept.” Idia pointed out. “Besides development for a joke concept like this would be a pain and waste of my time.”
“Say Idia.” A lightbulb seemed to light up for Ortho, “Why don’t you invite the Housewardens to play with you and Muscle Red?”
“What!? No!” Idia was simply horrified, “Where did you get that idea!? None of these guys are interested in gaming! They are complete normies! And besides, we are going to send them to the River Lethe before they return to Night Raven College. They will forget everything, and possibly us as well.”Glancing briefly over at Helena and her Pomegranate lenses that his parents insisted on if their detail instructions before their departure, before finally turning his gaze to Ortho, “There is no use with making friends with them…”
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helenadurazzo · 7 months
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Maybe Helena and Talbott as well for the kid meme ask?
Thanks for the Ask!
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Meet Grace Winger
Name: Grace Winger
Gender: Female (She/Her)
General Appearance: Long Dark Brown Hair (usually tied in a low ponytail), piercing red eyes, tanned skin and pointy facial features.
Personality: She is quite aloof and prefers being with birds and plants rather than people, yet she is nice once you get to know her.
Special Talents: She is a Hawk Animagus and was taught by her father how to become one
Who They Like Better: She is closer to Talbott and clung to him as a young child, although got tired of his protectiveness at times
Who They Take After More: She is more like Talbott in appearance and personality although gets her gentle voice from Helena
Personal Head Canon: She is named in honor of Talbott’s mother
Face Claim: Ella Balinska
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helenadurazzo · 3 months
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The Lord of The Underworld and His Lady of Spring Part 1
In this story for the HPHM x Twisted Wonderland AU, Vil, Rook, Epel, Deuce, Ace, Asteria, Jamil, Kalim and Helena are talking about their recent performance at a competition and their shortcomings due to be tired from dealing with an overblot in the midst of it. However as things start to look for the better, even with Grim’s location unknown to the girls temporarily, they turn south faster than one could imagine.
Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars while Helena belongs to me. These stories are Inspired by Chapters 8, 9, and 10 of Book 6
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One minute, they were talking about their recent concert appearance and shortcomings. The next, Ramshackle shook in a way that Helena and Asteria were both convinced the old and archaic building was going to collapse. It had been abandoned for years after all and was a wreck when they first moved in.
Epel was the first to bring the suspicions everyone was thinking into words, “Was that an earthquake?”
Rook looked out the window in an attentive way just like a hunter, and his eyes widened when he found his target. “No it isn’t, look out the window.”
Kalim rushed over to the window and followed Rook’s eyes towards the sky with his own, “What in the world!? There’s a bunch of guys flying through the air! Are they on hoverboards.”
“Technology like that means it might be related to Ignihyde.” Asteria did her best to remain calm.
“I’ve been to Ignihyde many times to watch animes with Idia.” Helena reminded her sister, “And while I believe they have a handful of these hoverboard things, it’s certainly not that many. And those don’t even look like students.”
“That’s not possible…” Vil breathed, not really paying attention to the girl’s words it seemed not that it mattered all that much. “This school has a magical barrier to keep out intruders. And it is always up as long as we don’t have a special event going on.”
“Maybe that sound was the barrier getting breached!” Jamil theorized.
“But how?” Vil reminded him, “It is complex magic.”
“Some are coming this way!” Rook called out to alert the group, “Let’s see there is one, two-!?” He then did a 180 degree turn and faced the group, “EVERYONE GET DOWN!”
Large sounds followed as figures crashed into the structure of Ramshackle. Soon enough they were all on the floor trying to get cover. Helena barely even noticed Asteria’s protective arm around them.
“Asteria! Helena!” Deuce called out first, rushing over. “Are you both ok?”
“I-“ Helena was about to respond before she was silenced by the sight in front of her. There were at least three guard looking figures in some sort of technologically advanced armor. It was a metallic grey with a couple of its accents being a glowing blue. They appeared to be quite hostile and heartless, nothing like Ortho, well, at least when he wasn’t trying to shoot the school down with a laser beam to save Idia from a crazy ghost bride that is.
Once they regained their footing, Jamil jumped in front of his Housewarden, “Kalim get back!” He firmly instructed as he looked at the guards the same way Helena did. “I’ve never seen that kind of gear before…” He muttered to himself, although Helena could just barely hear his words and assumed others could as well to some extent.
“Hepta team coming in.” One of the mysterious intruders started, seemingly alerting their master of a discovery, “We’ve got visuals on subjects D, E, and G. Moving in for capture.”
“I haven’t the faintest idea who these people are.” Vil began as he tried to examine the guards from a distance, “but crashing through windows shows an appalling lack of manners.” He turned to the rest of the group with a firm expression, “I hereby declare this an emergency! By my authority as Pomefiore Housewarden, I authorize the use of magic on the intruders!”
“Oui!” Rook seconded as the vice housewarden.
“I do the same for Scarabia!” Kalim mustered in his most authoritative voice. “Prepare for battle!”
Vil’s eyes turned to Deuce, Ace, Epel, Asteria, and Helena, “Freshmen, stay back, and do not get involved for your own safety. Heartslabyul students, call your Housewarden!”
“Yes sir!” Deuce, Ace, Epel, and Helena said in unison, however Helena could see out of the corner of her eye that Asteria was frustrated by sitting on the sidelines. But surely she knew that their magic only seemed to work half the time in this world, right?
The same robotic guard spoke again, “Subjects D and E exhibiting hostility, Subject G showing signs of retreating. Requesting permission to engage.”
“Permission granted.” A voice over the robots intercom sounded. “Execute capture plan C”
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“They’re all struggling…” Epel observed as the battle commenced.
“Those oar-looking staffs can churn out spells real quick!” Deuce pointed out with a great amount of perception.
“AUGH!” Vil exclaimed as said oar-looking staff-thing shot another intense concentration of magic.
“VIL!” Rook called out as Vil collapsed on the ground, and by the looks of it, also lost consciousness.
“Subject E is subdued.” The robotic guard sounded. “Securing now.”
“GAHHH!” Jamil screamed out as the same thing that happened to Vil moments ago occurred to him as well.
“JAMIL!” Kalim panicked.
“We have also secured Subject D, all that is left is Subject G.” The robotic guard informed its instructor or head of operations Helena theorized. “Tetra team has already captured Subject F.
Once the last capture is complete we will rendezvous then return to HQ.”
“Where are you taking them!” Kalim frantically requested, “WAIT!”
“Whoa…” Ace breathed, “The housewardens and vice housewardens went down in seconds.”
“And it’s not over yet…” Asteria pointed out, “They were talking about a Subject G, perhaps that’s Kalim or Rook? But why did they stop if that’s the case?”
“didn’t they say that ‘Subject G’ was retreating? If we assume it is someone in here then it has to be one of us.” Deuce determined.
“But who would that be?” Epel pondered.
“Heck if any of us know.” Helena snapped. “We should just stay low.”
“Tetra team has regrouped with Hepta Team.” The intruders sounded again.
“What in Tarnation!” Epel exclaimed again as he looked up, “They are hauling a cage. Wait… ain’t that…”
“LEMME OUT! GET ME OUT OF HERE!”
Helena and Asteria recognized the voice even before they saw who it came from. As they looked simultaneously through the rubble and dense amounts of people. They spotted Grim, being carried in a cage with tight bars as he attempted to escape his prison. How did he end up in such a predicament after the Shrouds helped with retrieving him earlier?
“GRIM!?” Asteria called out frantically.
“Ace! Asteria! Helena! Deuce!” Grim cried out.
“We need to stop them!” Epel got on his feet, “Come on, I ain’t doing this on my own am I?”
“Right!” Deuce agreed, “Hold on Grim! I’ll save you!”
“Dude, Vil just told us to stay back.” Ace tried to remind them, “Helena has a point you know, if we fight we will loose, we should just stay low, and come up with a plan when we can have, no offense, a stronger team?”
“Don’t be such a coward!” Asteria quickly got on her feet pulling out her wand, with Helena reluctantly following suit.
“OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!” Ace pleaded, but presumed he had no choice.
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Asteria noted how the battle was practically over before it started, and somehow ending up as the last to emerge in their line of fighters despite Ace and Helena’s initial reluctance. She couldn’t doubt that it was a disturbing sight to behold.
“Argh.” Ace mumbled mindlessly. “Didn’t stand… a chance… urgh.”
“Urgh guh…” Deuce moaned.
“Dagnabbit.” Epel muttered.
Yet the only voice Asteria didn’t manage to hear, even in a soft tone, was that of her own sister. Her eyes frantically scanned the room and eventually spotted her figure. And panicked when she saw her sister not moving.
“HELENA!” Asteria frantically called out, trying to rush to her but the robotic guards beat her to it, taking her sister.
“Subject G is secured.” The robotic man sounded, “Reporting Back to HQ.”
“Lemme Go!” Grim pleaded, “I don’t want to go! Asteria!!!” He called as his paw reached out to her.
“GRIM! HELENA!” Asteria called out, practically screaming as they were taken away.
“VIL! JAMIL!” Rook and Kalim did the same in nearly identical tones to Asteria.
Rook growled then did a few meditative breaths before turning to Scarabia’s Housewarden, “Kalim, we must tend to our injured freshmen. I will take them to the infirmary.”
“But Jamil…” Kalim stammered, “Jamil’s been…”
“KALIM.” Rook asserted to get his attention. “You must calm yourself. Jamil has been abducted. You need to step up and fulfill your Housewarden duties by yourself.”
Kalim only reluctantly sighed, however it seemed to be more out of concern for Jamil than the idea of added rightful responsibility, “All right, I’ll go summon the other house “wardens.”
Ace grunted again, “…didn’t pick up…”
Asteria rushed to Ace’s side, his mumbling did not sound promising, nor did his grunting. And he seemed to be wincing from pain.
“Huh?” Rook raised an eyebrow.
Ace attempted to speak again, wincing against the pain as Asteria looked at him with widened eyes trying to tend to him and Deuce the best she could, at least Epel seemed to be in a better state, although that wasn’t saying much. “Called…Housewarden Riddle…but he didn’t…pick up…”
“Oh no!” Kalim exclaimed as realization hit his features and he turned to Rook, “Do you think?”
“There is a likely chance.” Rook determined, “We don’t have much time, we must warn whoever we can.”
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helenadurazzo · 3 months
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Third Time’s A Charm Part One
Here is a HPHM x Twisted Wonderland Story me and @princess-of-pearls-and-stars came up with. This particular addition focuses on the Ghost Marriage event!
Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars while Helena belongs to me. The story below is inspired by chapters 14 and 15 from the event
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“So we gathered a grand total of NOBODY!?” The Headmage exclaimed as large amounts of refusals to become an acting suitor to a ghost princess to save Ignihyde’s Housewarden came rolling in rapidly.
Ortho only sighed, “Absolutely heartless.”
“Worry not!” Rook called out, “You have two qualified suitors right here!” Referring to himself and Epel.
“Rook Hunt! Epel Felmier!” Ortho cheered up immediately, “You’ll help my brother?”
“But of course!” Rook beamed, “Helping our fellow man is one of the most beauteous acts. That and I refuse to let any more mockery of Vil’s fair features continue! Epel is just as motivated as myself!”
“That’s right!” Epel confirmed confidently, “If I save my Housewarden, then he will have to recognize my strength.”
“So our C Team consists of two people.” Ace observed, scratching the back of his head in disinterest, “Well I suppose I can’t blame the others for not wanting to get involved…”
“I’ll join you.” Riddle announced proudly.
“Wait why!?” Ace questioned, his eyes filled with surprise, “You’re not seriously going to rescue Cater and Trey.”
“That’s part of it.” Riddle explained, “After all it’s part of a housewarden’s job to make up for the shortcomings of their dorm’s members. However, if you remember Ace, there is a much more critical reason to partake in this.”
“So Idia doesn’t become a ghost and Ortho doesn’t burn down the school?” Ace assumed.
“Partially.” Riddle quietly chuckled, “But remember Rule 703: ‘Anyone who comes in second in a croquet tournament must serve the Queen tea the next day.”
“What’s that got to do with…” Ace raised an eyebrow before coming to a realization, “OH!”
“What?” Asteria question, still very confused.
“You see, Cater came in second during yesterday’s croquet tournament.” Riddle explained. “So he must return to the dorm before tomorrow. He has to serve tea to the queen — that is, to me — sometime today!”
“Look dude, if you really want some tea I can just…” Ace tried to offer.
“Out of the question.” Riddle turned him down immediately, “You didn’t even make it into the top ten yesterday Ace. It must be Cater and I’ll make sure he returns on time.”
“Sheesh, always the stickler.” Ace muttered. “At least none of this is my problem, good day!”
“Not so fast.” Riddle stopped him grabbing on to his arm before turning to the headmage, “So the next group of suitors will involve myself, Rook, Epel, and Ace, that makes four.”
“ME!?” Ace panicked, “Why do I need to be a part of this!?”
“Don’t tell me you were planning on sitting out.” Riddle raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
“Well duh.” Ace foolishly confirmed, “No reason to leap into this trainwreck. I want no part in it.”
“Fine.” Riddle seemingly dismissed him, “Go tend to the hedgehogs or something. I’ll be just fine with Epel here, because unlike you he has some sense of bravery and initiative.”
“Excuse me?” Ace exclaimed.
Riddle sighed as he looked at Epel, “It’s a pity my dorm’s freshmen are such cowards. Seems like you have more courage in your pinky finger than they have in their entire bodies.”
“Ex-CUSE me?” Ace repeated, with Helena quietly chuckling at the scene.
“Spineless worms like him would only slow us down.” Riddle continued to tease.
“EXCUSE ME?!” Ace yelled in an offended tone.”
“Riddle has a point.” Helena shrugged.
“Shut up.” Ace glared at her, clearly not wanting the reminder. “With my slick moves, I could get that bride to fall for me before Riddle and Epel had a chance, in fact, I doubt any of you would make the cut as we saw with the first two teams of guys, especially considering we had a literal prince among one of them. Rook might be fine since he is tall, but Riddle and Epel are shorter than-“
“Do you want to lose your head Ace?” Riddle interrupted him.
“NOTHING!” Ace took back his words.
“This bickering won’t get us anywhere.” Ortho noted, “And we only have a few hours until Midnight.” He then turned to Asteria and Helena, “Would you two make sure they stay focused?”
“You can count on us.” Asteria nodded, responding for both of them.
“Thank you!” Ortho cheered, “I knew you two wouldn’t let me down.”
“Well I ain’t going.” Grim refused.
“Nobody asked you to.” Ace pointed out.
“True.” Ortho agreed, “The chances of the bride choosing Grim are infinitely approaching zero.”
“That sounds like a challenge!” Grim snapped, “I am going with you all!”
“Ah this passion is beautiful!” Rook exclaimed delightfully.
“Considering the time we have and the few suitors left, this will be our last chance.” The headmage pointed out. “If Operation Proposal fails for a third time… Idia’s life will be forfeit.” The headmage pondered before continuing, “Perhaps we need a different approach to ensure the failures of Teams A and B don’t happen again.” He then turned to Helena and Asteria, “Perhaps one of the two of you could act the part of Idia’s fiancee, bringing along four suitors to take Idia’s place.”
“How about Helena.” Ace teased, “She was the one who was confused on why the idea of Idia being prince material was simply ludicrous.”
“Idia’s a fine guy!” Helena defended Ignihyde’s Housewarden. “A bit of a recluse but he hasn’t done anything warrant of this behavior.” She then turned to the Headmage, “I will take up the mantle.”
"And might as well add the rightful fiancée's rightfully furious sister into the mix " Asteria sighed and crossed her arms with a huff "I need to give that princess a piece of my mind about her taking over Ramshakle AND her slapping Deuce. Besides someone has to keep Ace in check"
"What's THAT supposed to mean ?!" Ace turned to look at the noirette with an indignant expression
"Statue Incident, Chandelier Incident, dealing with you when we were trying to get the magical stone from the Dwarfs Mine, the MANY times you've managed to land yourself or yourself, Deuce, & Grim in detention within these two months..." Asteria stated, glaring at Ace while stepping closer to him with each word before poking his chest "Need I say more sweetheart? Oh, and by the way, you still owe me and Helena lunch as payment for convincing Professor Crewel to give you a lighter punishment for the stunt you pulled in Potions class last week..."
“Excellent.” The Headmage clasped his hands together before turning to Riddle, Ace, Rook, and Epel, “One of things the ghost bride took points off of was the suitors attire. And she seemed to be quite taken by Idia’s tux. This is vital information we can’t ignore. I say we create four perfect princes and a rightful fiancee for this next attempt.”
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“Don’t you worry Headmage.” Sam assured Dire Crowley when they walked into his shop. “My stock is guaranteed to win this bride’s heart. Take the tuxes are would-be grooms and the dress are would-be fiancee are wearing as an example.”
“Where do I pin this boutonnière?” Asteria heard Epel ask.
“It goes on your lapel.” Riddle replied, “Here, allow me…”
Asteria then heard another voice, this time belonging to Ace as he said, “I’m not sure I got all of this on right. There is a whole lot of parts here.”
“Do not fret Monsieur Heart.” Rook assured the Heartslabyul freshman, “Your Albert chain and rosette are perfect.”
Ortho, who was next to the Headmage, Sam, Asteria and Grim spoke next, “Come out if you are ready.”
“All right.” Riddle accepted before stepping out from behind the curtain. He was dressed in a three piece suit with a white collared shirt, black vest with gold embroidery, and a red suit jacket that went down to his knees, toped with a large yellow tie that shimmered like gold. One side of his red hair was even tucked behind his ear so attentively.
“Roi des Roses you look positively gallant!” Rook exclaimed as he emerged next. He was also dressed in a three piece suit white a white undershirt, white and lavender striped vest, with the rest of his clothing being a royal purple. Rather than his usual hat, his head was bare of an head accessories, an unusual sight.
“Your words are appreciated.” Riddle thanked him. “I must hand it to you as well, Rook. You’ve certainly mastered the mature look; you’re a credit to your year.”
Rook beamed radiantly, “Merci!”
Ace was dressed in a red plaid suit with his auburn bangs tied back in a similar way to how he did it whenever he played basketball. He had a black tie, along with a yellow and blue ribbon. “Sure Housewarden Riddle and Rook look fine and all.” He began, “but I’m definitely not used to these fancy duds. I can’t decide if it’s cool and new or just stuffy and uncomfortable.”
“You have a point.” Epel noted as he also walked out, wearing a white suit jacket, purple plaid vest a black undershirt and pants, a golden tie, and a white rose. “Do I look weird in this get up?”
“Far from it!” Rook comforted his fellow Pomefiore resident, “It highlights your charming looks, that goes for both of you.” He added as he turned his eyes towards Ace as well.
"I have a hard time taking Rook's compliment at face value" Ace said, then immediatly turned to look at Asteria "What do you think Asteria? Am I nailing this lo-"
Ace's jaw promptly dropped once his eyes landed on Asteria. She was wearing an off the shoulders amethyst purple dress with a sweetheart neckline and an ankle length dress skirt. Around her waist was a ribbon with a bow tied at the back that looked exactly like his suits's jacket color and pattern
On her ears were gold and saphirre heart shaped earrings and around her neck was a heart shaped saphirre pendant on a gold chain as well as a gold and saphirre bracelet on her right wrist. For her makeup, there was a light dusting of gold eyeshadow on her eyelids, a soft blush on her cheeks, and cherry red lipgloss on her lips
And her hair - which was always in a singular braid - now fell down her back in long, bouncy black curls, the top of her head adorned with a crown of white, red, purple and blue roses. To put into simple terms, she looked gorgeous
“He is second in command to Vil Schoenheit, he surely knows what he is talking about.” Helena finally stepped out of the curtain, seemingly finally finished up a light layer of make up. She wore an off the shoulder light pink dress that touched the floor, decorated with a faint floral design with a part of the fabric worked as a strap around her waist. Her brown hair was styled in a way where it cascaded down her back and her blue eyes shone brighter than they ever had before. Additionally, she had also been crowned with a series of flowers that resembled what royalty of the garden must have worn.
“You look like a princess!” Asteria exclaimed as she hugged her sister tight. Being careful not to ruin the look. When it came to Ace however, she was having a very hard time functioning
“Oh no…” Asteria internally whined “He's hot...”
Now, you won't ever hear Asteria say it out loud, but she had always, just the teensiest bit, found Ace cute. Though that was usually overshadowed by the fact that he was a major troublemaker. That blasted smirk of his often spelt trouble. But seeing him in that suit with his bangs pulled back from his forehead…
Asteria cleared her throat, “You look good yourself, plaid suits you.”
“I suppose you’re right.” Ace admitted as he looked at his appearance in a mirror.
“The outfits are imbued with ancient magic.” Sam explained. “Something about looking extra-attractive especially when it comes to ghosts. You also get some bonus swag with these outfits, consolation bouquets!”
“Ooh La La!” Rook exclaimed, easily impressed, “They are as colorful as they are lovely!”
“These are no ordinary bouquets.” Sam pointed out, “Their blooms draw sustenance from negative emotions. Absorbing sorrows and grudges, the types of feelings that fuel a ghosts power. Should cover all bases for you little imps!”
Ace seemed pleased, “With this arsenal, that bride’s heart is as good as mine.”
Epel looked a bit more confident “I’m starting to think I could actually pull this proposal off!”
“Just remember one little thing imps.” Sam caught their attention. “Only the circle of severance can actually send the ghost bride on to the afterlife. Your success entirely depends on getting that ring on her finger.”
“Her ghost retainers will especially be vigilant this hour.” The headmage added. “If you fail to act genuine with your act, you won’t make it through the door.”
“It won’t be an issue as long as we use our time wisely.” Riddle pointed out. “I’ll prove I’m the picture-perfect prince.”
Rook sounded just as passionate, “I too shall expend every effort to spin words of love and affection. I’m sure with sufficient sincerity she’ll know much I care.”
“I’ll capture her heart I just know it!” Epel claimed proudly
“I’ll make sure this is wrapped up in no time.” Ace spoke without a care in the world.
“It’s now or never.” Asteria wrapped a comforting arm around her sister.
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catohphm · 10 months
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The Art of Friendship
Welcome! In this fic, Cato meets up with his friends Helena and Erika in the Hogwarts training grounds, where they end up having an important, constructive conversation about the values of friendship and teamwork. Happy reading! I hope you enjoy! 😊
Helena Durazzo belongs to my good friend @helenadurazzo
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Clear skies and a fair temperature overlooked the Hogwarts as Cato exited the hall and set foot on the tame grass of the training grounds. He had been to the library to return a book that was due and went outside to take in the weekend's morning weather. It was early November coming in from early October. The week after Halloween was marked by a pattern of warm days after much rain the previous month.
Cato noticed two witches, a Slytherin and a Ravenclaw, come from around the corner, Helena Durazzo and Erika Rath. Helena has been close friends with him since childhood. Rath was the beater from Slytherin's team that Helena introduced to Cato as a friend. While athletic and in good physical shape, Erika was quiet, stoic and seen as intimidating by most of her peers. She was often misunderstood and the target of rumors by Skye Parkin. The truth was that while Erika was a guarded and reserved person, behind the shell lay a strong, loyal and devoted heart who was watchful over the people she trusted.
The Ravenclaw boy was first approached by Helena. “Hey, Cato! I hope the morning is going well for you.” she happily greeted him.
“Hey, Lena!” Cato replied. “It is! I returned a library book on quick notice. Madam Pince is perhaps the most uptight librarian I’ve met.”
“Yep, she is. With her, due books are better off taken back to the library on time. I wouldn’t want to cause problems for her either.” Helena agreed.
Cato asked his best friend how she and Erika were doing. “What about you and Rath? How’s the day for you two turning out?”
Helena nodded. “Good, Cato. We were coming back from some Quidditch practice that me and Erika were doing one-on-one.”
The two witches began dating each other sometime after they became friends. Both were beaters of their respective Quidditch teams and bonded through their one-on-one training. Eventually romantic feelings developed between Erika and Helena.
“Hey, Erika.” He greeted the Slytherin beater. She was clad in her usual green athletic outfit. “Good day, Cato. I hope you have been taking care of yourself. Ravenclaws like you and Helena deserve a break as much as any student or quidditch player.”
He answered with a confident smile. “I’ve been trying my best. Aside from dropping off that book, which I can’t say counts, not much on my plate this weekend.”
“That’s good to hear, Cato.” Erika affirmed. “I hope you and Helena have been too.” he said.
While Erika nodded, the Ravenclaw girl commented “Her training has its challenges, but we look out for each other and rest a bit if we have to.”
The Slytherin beater often trained on her own away from the others. Perhaps before she was old enough to join the Quidditch team, she started honing her skills with the bat. They had gotten to the point where she had an impressive command over the bludger. Fortunately, the training dummies Erika repeatedly dealt punishment to were very sturdy and took a lot of beating. Anyone who didn’t know her and witnessed her practicing the role of a beater could immediately understand why she had a reputation as distant and unsettling. 
Cato knew this as a regular member of the Ravenclaw quidditch team. He was also familiar with the rumors that Skye spread about Erika which attempted to label her as an imposing bully. He never believed rumors easily and specially took Skye with a grain of salt because of her hotshot, troublemaking behavior. Cato was slightly nervous when he and Erika first met, but he still gave her a chance because Helena introduced her to him. They were both protective of Helena. However Erika was more steadfast in this than Cato was. This sometimes got to her.
"Those bludgers are very unpredictable." Cato remarked. "I hope Helena doesn't end up in the hospital wing from being hit by one."
Erika took it a bit heavily. "Like I would ever let that happen, Cato. What makes you think I would let Helena get hurt on my watch?"
"Well it's a completely different story when a bludger strikes someone. Even with Skel-e-gro, they're still going to be out for a week." Cato replied.
"It is not necessary for you to tell me what I already know." Erika touted.
Cato squinted his eyes and looked, waving his hand. "I know how hard you hit those targets with those bludgers. What's not to say one of them hits some bloke just passing through?"
"We never practice around bystanders!" The Slytherin beater exclaimed with an annoyed look.
Helena crossed her arms as she witnessed the two argue with a mix of seriousness and concern in her face.
Cato put his hands on his hips. "I care about others around me when I practice. This is why Madam Hooch wants nice, clean games, Erika!"
"I do not hurt people during matches on purpose. Quidditch is a high action sport at a rapid pace. The referee does not want players to cheat or deliberately harm others. Most injuries happen during the matches because it's unpredictable." Erika explained in a somewhat heated tone.
Helena attempted to intervene. "Did we really come out here to argue over something not worth the headache? You two need to take deep breaths and calm down."
"Then what about when you struck a bludger that one time at-" Cato started in a heated tone before he caught himself. He shook his head before he cupped his hand over his face, realizing he had made a scene in front of his best friend and Erika's date.
"Look at you. You're in a mess." Erika told Cato with concern. 
In a somber voice, he apologized. "I'm sorry, both of you. I carried it on."
"I must take some responsibility too for this." Erika stated. "My mistake was starting this. I shouldn't have treated your word too harshly." 
Helena reassured her childhood friend. "Cato, it's okay. When Erika mentioned that we care a lot about safety when we train, she meant that first thing."
"Yeah." Erika affirmed with a nod and small smile. "For years I have been studying the art of a beater. The safety of the match is of equal precedence to winning, scoring points with the quaffle or catching the Golden Snitch. 
Adding on, Helena agreed with her date's words. "Exactly, we care about the people up in the stands too. They are our fans who cheer our teams on and support us during the match."
"Both you and Erika are right. Some of our fans are our friends too.They may be players whose teams are not in the match, or don't play Quidditch at all. No matter what, they all deserve our equal respect."
“Exactly!” Helena exclaimed in response to Cato.
Erika put her hand on his shoulder. “Cato, I forgive you for keeping it on.”
“Same to you, Erika. I’m glad all of us are on the same page here.” he said as he shook hands with her.
In a satisfied voice, she remarked “Me too, Cato. No matter what, it’s unconditional - even if Slytherin is playing against Ravenclaw, my love for Helena will never drop at the toss of the quaffle to start the match.”
“That’s very true, Erika. It all comes down to the houses we were sorted into as first years. While the Sorting Hat allows us to have a say when sitting on the stool, most of the time he picks our house based on our personality and life experiences as kids.”
Cato nodded. “Quidditch is a sport too, it is meant to bring people together through athletic competition. One should not assume that the members of a team hold something against the rival team off the pitch. It is called being a good sport."
“I have always been a believer in good sportsmanship.” Erika related. “That is why I did not like Skye trying to spread rumors about me. I do not stand for players using the games as an excuse to talk rubbish and get at people they have problems with. Drama is not how I enjoy Quidditch."
“Me neither.” Cato agreed. “I prefer to stay away from that too. I will listen to rumors and anything going around, but it would be unwise for me to assume them to be true.”
Helena chimed in. “Fights and gossip are not my thing as well. When stuff stirs up, I like to go to the greenhouses and work with the plants to get a break from the hustle.”
Cato smiled and noted “We’re all in it for being a good team.”
“That’s right, Cato.” Erika said. “You can always count on me to keep both myself and Helena safe while training or in a match. I do my best.”
“Me and Cato have been friends since we were very little. Our parents get along well and we spend time at each other’s homes. We look out for each other like siblings.” The Ravenclaw witch explained. 
Erika nodded “What I said also includes you, Cato. Both you and Helena are part of the team. I put my mates first above anything else. 
He shared the sentiment. “The safety of my friends is also important to me, Erika. I would do anything I can for their well being.”
“That’s good, Cato. Remember though to be aware of your limits. Only do what you know. There is no need to make promises you can’t keep."
“She’s right.” Helena told her best friend. “We are not expected to take on everyone’s problems. There is only so much we can do. It’s important for everyone to understand.”
“Indeed.” said Cato. “As a Ravenclaw, I can say that there is no way we can know everything. A bloke can be knowledgeable on many subjects but not all of them. That’s just how the world works.”
Erika agreed. “Correct. That’s why teams exist. We specialize in different abilities and compliment each other to achieve our goals. Take quidditch as an example. There are different people who are good at chasing, beating, keeping and seeking. We all practice for our own roles on the team. However, communication, awareness and respect amongst the players are also essential to being successful on the pitch."
“Well spoken, Erika.” Helena said to her as she smiled.
“I feel we have reached a new understanding as friends.” Cato declared.
Erika felt the same. "I think so too."
"I'm with you both on this. We know that we can rely on and trust each other." finished Helena.  
Cato was confident. "That's for sure!" He said happily. "If Sky or anyone else tries to push rumors about you, Erika, I'll debunk their codswallop."
"You will not have to do that." She assured me with a smile. "Both of you have my back so I will not listen to their rumors."
"For every enemy you make, there's always going to be a friend." said Helena. "There will always be some people who will take a dislike to us. Adding on to what me and Cato said before, their problems are not our own. We should place our own happiness first, ours and of those we care about."
They all nodded in agreement.
"I'm glad to have both of you as friends." a happy Cato remarked to Helena and Erika.
"Me too, always!" chimed the Ravenclaw witch.
"Glad to be with you, Cato." affirmed Erika.
Helena then had an idea. "Perhaps to celebrate, how about we all go as group to the Three Broomsticks for butterbeer the next time we go to Hogsmeade?"
"I'd love that, Lena!" Cato said excitedly. "Wish me luck trying to resist that." he laughed.
Erika was also in. "I would be all down for that. Sharing a butterbeer with my friends."
"You deserve it." Cato then told her.
Helena was eager in her tone. "So it's all settled then."
"I appreciate it. Thank you both. Really."
"Anytime!" returned Cato. "You're always welcome to join us, Erika."
As the trio started to walk back into the castle, Helena pleasantly said "You two are among the people I can always trust and confide in fully. For that alone, I'm grateful."
The small group of friends conversed together as they left the training grounds, looking forward to their get-together at the Three Broomsticks.
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helenadurazzo · 1 year
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Little Mermaid AU
Helena as Ariel
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Erika as Eric
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Quotes That Inspired Me
“You’re the one, the one I’ve been looking for”
“She don’t got a lot to say but there’s something about her”
“It was you, all the time”
“I don’t know when.. I don’t know how, but I know something’s starting right now”
“Oh she’s out there somewhere, I just.. haven’t found her yet”
“See her blush! See her grin! Got to be love she’s in!”
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helenadurazzo · 3 months
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The Lord of the Underworld and His Lady of Spring Part 5
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Back at Styx headquarters, the tests and examinations are about to begin, but first, Riddle, Vil, Azul, Jamil, and Leona learn a bit more about Styx and its operations in this addition to the HPHM x Twisted Wonderland AU!
“Ugh,” Vil groaned once he and the other boys were placed in their subject uniforms and collars, “Excuse me Idia but why must we be sprayed down with a GLORIFIED GARDEN HOSE!? And you didn’t even offer moisture! What kind of place is this?”
Jamil sighed, “Now I know what it’s like to be a car going through a car wash.”
“Or a set of sheets in the washer and dryer.” Riddle added, crossing his arms.
“And then it had the audacity to spray into my ears.” Leona groaned, “I’m still squicked out from that.”
“Normally I’d prize efficiency.” Azul admitted, “But that crosses the line!”
“Really!?” Ortho exclaimed, “All the staff love it! They say it makes showers take no time at all.”
“I say it is quite refreshing.” Helena seconded Ortho.
“Of course Idia’s mindless girlfriend would say that.” Leona groaned.
“I see these chokers have the same effect as my signature spell.” Riddle observed, “I haven’t been able to perform any type of magic.”
“Sorry about that.” Ortho apologized, “It is for everyone’s safety and for the sake of accurate data collection.”
“Wait.” Idia’s eyes widened, “Riddle’s been trying to use magic, we can’t take our eyes off of any of them…” he cleared his throat, “Ahem, anyways not that you have been decontaminated, here is a short welcome video for Styx, Ortho play the tape!”
“Already on it!” Ortho cheered
~~~
Leona turned to Idia once the film finished, “So what horrific experiments do you have in mind?”
Idia chuckled menacingly, “First I’m going to strap you so you can’t move, then examine you with a bunch of probes, to score some sweet data about stress and the build up of blot.”
“Wha…” Riddle looked horrified.
“Idia!” Helena scolded him, “Don’t scare them like that!”
“Surely these normies didn’t think I was serious.” Idia shot back, “Can’t they get a joke?”
“In all fairness it wasn’t remotely funny.” Azul pointed out.
“They are right.” Ortho agreed, “Idia they are already upset! We shouldn’t make it worse!”
“At least Ortho and Helena exhibit some compassion.” Vil sighed.
“Besides.” Ortho enlightened Idia, “Raising the levels of stress won’t give us accurate results.”
“Never mind, I take that back.” Vil quickly remarked, “Ortho is just like his brother.”
“The point is.” Ortho explained, “You are all highly valuable since you didn’t get consumed by the phantom when you all overblotted.”
“What are phantoms?” Vil asked.
“When you overblot, the excess blot spills out and takes a giant form, aka the faceless monsters that appeared behind you.” Idia revealed and waited in silence before continuing. “Those are phantoms. You were not yourselves then so it’s hard to know how much any of you registered. But when you overbloted you could extend your reserves because of those phantoms. What normally is a debuff becomes a buff! Which is why eventually the phantoms consume their victims if people don’t step in.”
“They were quite large, all of them.” Helena added, “I recall them quite clearly when me and my sister were helping bringing you back down to earth.”
“Most of the time we can capture the phantoms but some can blend in with direbeasts.” Idia continued.
“I knew the basics of that but the extended version is hard to believe.” Azul admitted.
“Thing is, only capable mages can overblot.” Idia pointed out. “About as rare as rolling 4 SSRs on a single ten pull! Yet despite that there were five overblots in a single semester!
“So we were brought for research…” Jamil took note of the obvious. “Were you the one who issued the order Idia?”
“Uhh…” Idia stammered,
“That is classified information!” Ortho shouted.
“Let’s just say Styx has scouts all over the world...” Helena simplified for the boys.
"Wait…" Vil's eyes widened, "Does that mean you are trying to use blot!?”
“It’s not that surprising.” Idia sighed. “Sustainability is a hot topic right now and blot could be the answer, when it comes to magic that is. We consider Blot a valuable reason rather than a waste product. And we gotta recycle what we can right?”
Jamil’s eyes narrowed, “An energy resource huh.”
“That is how you are justifying kidnapping.” Leona growled. “Real noble operation you guys got here.”
“I know you are all mad.” Ortho observed, “But none of you want to overblot again right? Or to be manipulated by a phantom? Accepting our help can allow to prevent that.”
“Indeed.” Helena seconded, “Styx HQ has the best labs in the world. The readings are accurate and detailed.”
Vil eyed them closely, “What an enticing sales pitch, Azul should take notes. But what’s the catch? If we don’t participate you won’t let us leave?”
“Look, listening will get you out of here easy.” Idia doges the question, “Let’s just start with the paperwork, and make it snappy we don’t have all day.”
~~~
Idia sighed, “That took so long, can’t believe they nick picked every detail. But at least that’s done. Everything else is set up as well. Now to split the subjects into two teams. We can start with Subjects A, C, and E, and then transition into testing Subjects B and D.” He turned to Riddle, Azul, and Vil, “Ortho will take you to the sim room.” Then he turned to Jamil and Leona, “Wait here until your tests begin. Helena and I are going to step out but use the intercom if you need anything.”
“Yo acting director.” Leona spoke casually, “can we at least get a snack menu?”
“Ugh.” Idia groaned, “Classic Leona, but that is not an option.” He finished before walking out of the room with Helena by his side, with Leona only continuing to mutter what were surely insults.
“Acting Director.” One of the Charon guards approached, “What shall Subject F’s examination be? The medical team reports he is still asleep.”
“Subject F…” Idia recalled, “Ah yes, Grim. I’m afraid the kitty has too many variables. And his command of magic is rather mediocre, running him through sims might be a waste of time.”
“Let him sleep for now.” Helena requested, “And let me and the Acting Director know the second he awakens.”
“Roger.” The guard confirmed, before leaving to fulfill his orders.
“Let’s go Helena.” Idia turned to her, “We need to get to HQ, Ortho likely has the guys all ready in the Simulation Room, and we shouldn’t keep him waiting…”
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helenadurazzo · 3 months
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Third Time’s A Charm Part 3
In this continuation of the HPHM x Twisted Wonderland, the group finally makes it inside. Yet every turn they make as they get closer to the cafeteria, they are constantly surrounded by ghosts who have sworn to protect their princess, leading to tough decision. As always, Helena belongs to me and Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars
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“Well we are through the gate!” Epel proclaimed as the turned the corner in a hallway, stopping to all catch their breath. How they made it into the school, Helena was clueless but grateful. “But those ghosts just keep reviving…”
Ace was sweating but didn’t show tiredness like the others, “Let’s go!” He ordered, “We can’t stop now! We got to get to the cafeteria and stop this crazy ghost bride before Riddle burns the school down.”
“Watch out.” Riddle cried out, blocking another blast of magic from harming the group.
“Housewarden!” Ace called, noticing that such an act of protection was not treating the protector well.
“That was too close…” Helena murmured to herself.
“We would have been toast in Riddle didn’t deflect it.” Epel noted simultaneously.
“What a petty trick!” A ghost insulted them.
His partner seemed quite as frustrated, “We won’t let you scoundrels ruin the princess’ wedding! We will capture all of you frauds soon enough.”
Riddle stomped forward, “You have some nerve talking about ruining things when you are the ones who seized the school!”
“My word…” the second ghost swiftly spoke, “Despite his small stature he has a tremendous presence.”
“Don’t back down!” The first ghost ordered firmly, “We will show him and his little buddies how terrifying ghosts can be!” He finished as more ghosts appeared, taking note to circle Riddle so he could not escape with ease.
“Ack!” Epel exclaimed, “That ain’t good!”
“Leave me!” Riddle shouted his final request. “I’ll hold them off, the rest of you go and make sure we succeed. Remember as long as one of us makes it, we can beat these ghosts!”
“He’s got a point.” Asteria realized.
“But there’s so many ghosts and only one of you!” Helena pointed out with a worried look.
“We’re in this mess because of me, accept this as an apology.” Riddle pleaded as he shot beams of magic and enchanted flower petals at the ghosts, “I must take responsibility” Riddle gave them an assuring smile, “You don’t have to worry about me, just who do you think I am?”
“He’s right.” Ace smiled. “Heartslabyul’s Housewarden has got this in the bag.”
“But…” Epel tried to argue but it was no use.
“We need to believe him.” Helena insisted.
“And he is right.” Asteria added, “We are running out of time, we must press on.”
“That’s the spirit!” Riddle cheered them on. “We will meet again!”
~~~
“Hold it right there!” A series of ghosts ordered once the group reached the landing of the largest staircase.
Epel had a shocked look on his face, “These retainers keep multiplying!”
Rook sighed, “They are most serious about this, they have waited five hundred years for this wedding after all.”
“Ragh!” Ace preformed a battle cry as he struck the ghosts with another spell. “Don’t act sympathetic to them!” He scolded Rook, “These ghosts are nothing but a nuisance!”
“A nuisance you say?” Rook raised his eyebrows, “I suppose, but don’t you find their fervor admirable?”
“I’m too busy running from them to admire them!” Ace reminded him in a loud tone.
Rook continued with his usual eccentricities, “We all have things we won’t yield. I know quite well what it means to fight for such a cause. In fact… my desire to protect you all is just as fervent!” He then turned to look at the rest of the group, “May I bid that the rest of you go on without me?”
“What!?” Ace exclaimed with widened eyes. “If you were as good as our Housewarden maybe, but there’s no way-“
Suddenly Epel tug on his arm, “Ace, let’s go.”
“You jumped on that real quick!” Ace remarked.
“You trust your Housewarden right? Well I trust my Vice Housewarden.” Epel explained himself, “See the look on his face?”
“What about it?” Ace raised an eyebrow
“Heh heh heh.” Rook chuckled almost like a madman would as he gazed at the ghosts, “I’ve long wondered how one would hunt a ghost. You have no bodies, but would you solidify if I used magic in you? Or would you become mere mist? Could I trap you in a bottle?”
That last statement certainly offended the ghosts, “You want to BOTTLE us?! This guy is creeping me out!”
Rook narrowed his eyes with a smug smile, “Oh, how my hunter’s blood sings when I am faced with an unknown quarry!”
“Eek!” Another ghost shrieked, “Stay away!”
“So Rook wants to act like a freaky ghost hunter?” Helena quietly observed, “I guess that is one way to get the job done.”
Asteria shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t think ghost hunter sounds as good as ghost buster but to each their own.”
Ace only snickered followed by a full on laugh, “Protect us? Yeah right, he looks like a kid in a candy store!”
“Exactly.” Epel nodded, “Rook will be just fine. I hate to say it but he is stronger than any of us here. Riddle would have been the only one who could probably best him you know.”
Grim seemed displeased, “I’ll admit he’s strong, but I don’t want to go anywhere near him, especially when he is acting like that.”
Ace scratched the back of his head, “Rook is kind of an odd duck.”
“Less judging more running!” Asteria ordered.
“Asteria, Helena?” Rook called out softly before they departed. “Take care of them.”
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The group managed to get to the hallway that led to the Cafeteria with no sight of ghosts. But it was clear that they wouldn’t have much time of peace.
“Riddle and Rook are out of the picture.” Grim reminded the group rather unnecessarily, “Now we just have Ace and Epel. Guess that shows there ain’t no one more dependable than me?”
“You!? Dependable!?” Helena laughed, “That’s a good one!” Responded to be frustrated growls from Grim.
“Helena’s right, I’ll show you I can be dependable.” Epel declared, he then turned to Ace, “Let’s show everyone that freshmen can pull their own weight.”
“Don’t fret we are almost-“ Ace started before a blast of magic went their way, “Woah! Looks like they found us!”
“Hmph.” The ghost observed, “You are a quick one aren’t you?”
“Are you ok Ace?” Asteria asked him, eyeing him up and down but luckily the blast’s edges didn’t have any harms.
Ace gave her a comforting smile, “Please, that lame spell was never going to hurt me!”
“These ghosts are quite quick!” Grim observed with an uncharacteristically nervous look.
“Get back!” Epel stepped forward boldly, “I’ll hold them off and then…wait what?” His eyes widened as rather than attacking the girls and himself, they were much more peaceful.
“Why are they turning away from us?” Helena observed, “They just attacked Ace? I was for sure they’d be hostile.”
“Princesses!” A ghost retainer called out, “You three must flee!”
“Three?” Epel seemed confused.
“You all have such wonderful features.” The ghost remarked, “Especially you with the lavender hair, you three must be here to attend the ceremony, yes?”
“Epel!?” Ace exclaimed, “Beautiful!?” And then bubbled with snickering laughter, being joined by Grim.
“With these wild and rambunctious suitors running around.” Another ghost took note. “Anyone as weak and frail as you all are in grave danger! Please stay behind us-“
“Ah yes,” Helena softly spoke as Asteria gritted her teeth with frustration, certainly acting the most like a princess out of the three of them, “We are damsels, we are in distress, we can handle this, have a nice day.”
Epel stepped forward in front of the girls, fuming, “Who… WHO ARE YA CALLING WEAK!?”
“Whoa!!” The ghosts backed up.
“Yikes!” Grin yelped, “He is like a whole other person!”
One of the ghosts eyed Epel, “Quite assertive aren’t you… Wait a minute! The lavender haired one! That was definitely a boys voice!”
“Seize him!” The other ghost declared as the ghosts duplicated, “Seize him at once!”
“Keep going guys!” Epel ordered with confidence.
“Come again!?” Ace finally regained his stature, “There’s no way you can deal with that many ghosts!”
“They called us weak and frail!” Epel reminded him bluntly. “And I am going to make them regret that!”
“Epel…” Ace tried again, before Asteria gently pulling his arm stopped him.
“He is going to be fine.” Asteria gave Ace a comforting smile.
“We need to trust him.” Helena agreed before moving her hand to symbolize motion, “Come on!”
Ace chuckled, “Epel’s got a real competitive streak, doesn’t he?”
“Just get to the wedding!” Epel requested to his friends, then he turned to the ghosts, “As for y’all, I’ll show y’all who’s weak!”
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Third Time’s A Charm Part 2
In part two of Third Time’s A Charm for me and @princess-of-pearls-and-stars HPHM x Twisted Wonderland AU. Here Riddle, Ace, Epel, Rook, Asteria, Helena, and Grim have finally made their way to the front doors of the school. However they are quickly informed that they must pass a test before going inside. Helena belongs to me while Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars
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After what seemed like forever waiting near the entrance, Riddle finally broke the silence, “Why is Epel taking so long?”
“You think he got cold feet?” Ace suggested.
“Non, non” Rook assured them, “Monsieur Pommette would never behave in a cowardly manner. I am certain he will turn up any moment…”
And with that the group heard Epel’s voice cry out, “Guys!”
As everyone turned their heads Grim was the first to panic, “What’s charging at us through that dust cloud!?”
“Sorry for the wait!” Epel apologized as he came in riding on the back of the most majestically pure white horse. “It took a bit to get everything ready.”
“Why are you riding a horse!?” Ace question with a shocked look on his face.
“I see,” Helena realized, “It’s all apart of the princely suitor image. The fairytales where the man of the princess’s dream rides in to save the day, might be cliche but I’m sure the ghost bride will be pleased with such dedication. I really should learn to ride myself one day, to expand my horizons past brooms.”
“You are welcome to visit by the Equestrian Club.” Riddle offered politely. “In fact, this particular horse is one of the most uncooperative in the stables and yet it is on its best behavior, mark me impressed.”
“Heh.” Epel chuckled with a hint of embarrassment on his face, “You flatter me.”
“Are you all insane!?” Ace exclaimed, “What Prince in this century would do such a thing, I know Leona certainly would never! Come on! Someone back me up here!”
“I must agree with Roi Des Roses.” Rook pointed out, “The hard work, dynamism, ingenuity, and determination is simply admirable!”
“Dude, talk about overkill…” Ace continued.
“Chill out.” Asteria playfully punched him in the arm, “You’re outnumbered buddy.”
“Certainly.” Riddle agreed, “So are you finished griping Ace? We don’t have all night you know.”
“Three hours to be exact.” Rook elaborated.
“Oh I’M the distraction!?” Ace exclaimed.
“Here goes nothing…” Epel breathed, ignoring Ace and knocking on the door, being greeted by a ghost retainer.
“Hmm?” The ghost began to ponder.
“Bon soir.” Rook greeted the retainer like a gentleman. “We are with the true fiancee of the young man your lovely bride wishes to wed.”
“I know it’s unfortunate circumstances.” Helena seemed to play the role of a fiancee simply perfectly, “But I have brought along four of my best men to act as replacements if your lovely bride will allow them a chance.”
“So this is the reason for all the suitors.” The ghost theorized, “True fiancee or not, our princess is fed up with this nonsense and will wed the man of her choice. Regardless of the stream of insolent louts who come knocking. I have orders to not let anyone pass, remove yourselves at once!”
“You are going to let your princess steal the man of another without giving those who seek her heart a chance!?” Asteria exclaimed in a furious and frustrated tone.
“Indeed, are you sure you wish that?” Epel pleaded to the retainer, “You will sorely regret not giving us a chance.”
“Is that right?” The ghost eyed them closely. “You sound quite sure of yourself. Fine, you four will be tested, act as if I’m the princess and propose to me, along with this rightful fiancee you have with you and her…handmaiden? Anyways, If you succeed I might allow you to pass.”
“Ahem.” Epel cleared his throat, stepping forward once Helena and Asteria awkwardly stood next to the ghost retainer. The lavender haired boy carefully took one of Helena’s hands and looked into her eyes with soft features, “I swear that I will always make you happy . I shall be the horse-mounted Prince who gallops to the rescue when my lady love is in distress! No matter what trouble may arise, I will never give up or walk away. I’ll protect you from all that could harm you. I know I’m a prince worthy of you princess! Please… will you marry me?”
“My goodness.” The ghost retainer breathed. “What an earnest gaze, not to mention you’re actually riding a white horse! How utterly princely!” The retainer turned his gaze on the others, “You the one with auburn hair, are you one of this young prince’s retainers?”
Ace sounded quite offended to Asteria’s enjoyment, “ME? A Retainer to Epel? Who did you think the other eligible guy was!? Never mind.” Ace seemed to regain his cool the second his gaze turned to Grim ever so briefly, “That is funny, as if I’m anything like these other guys.”
“Alright then.” The retainer acted disinterested, “Let’s see your proposal.”
Ace immediately went over to stand in front of Asteria, though he immediately forgot the proposal he had rehearsed before the group left for the school, just like Riddle warned he would. Yet he tried to improvise as he looked into Asteria’s eyes that shined like sapphires
“Every day will be a blast if you marry me.” Ace began with pure confidence. “And yeah when two people are together long enough they are going to have a couple of spats, but I promise to always apologize. When the going gets tough, you can snuggle up with me, and I’ll always put a smile on your face.” Ace stopped for a moment, remembering how Asteria acted in her early days in Twisted Wonderland, trying to mask her homesickness, especially in front of her sister, “You don’t have to hide behind ‘I’m fines’ and ‘I’m okays’ when you feel sad or scared. You can talk to me about whatever troubles you and I’ll attentively listen to every single word. I’m the right prince for you princess so please, don’t bother looking at the other guys, marry me!” Finishing off with presenting her a rose, something that Riddle stated would come in handy for some reason, and perhaps he understood why a little better now.
Asteria stared at Ace, speechless and touched by his words. Despite the whole proposal being meant for the Ghost Bride in a plot meant to free Idia, he sounded so genuine that a tear running down her cheek and Asteria knew for sure she was lost in her own little world, even after he took a few steps back to hear about his efforts from the ghost guard before reporting back to where the others stood.
“You good sis?” Asteria heard her sister whisper into her ear.
“Yeah why?” Asteria whispered back, not taking her eyes off Ace.
“You are blushing up a storm.” Helena pointed out quietly with a chuckle.
“How could you not with these proposals…” was all Asteria could say.
“What a genuine display!” The ghost retainer cheered, “It is clear you want to make your partner happy. And to think you were just a mere retainer, I sincerely apologize!”
“It was certainly very you.” Riddle pointed out, “But it won’t matter in the end when the princess picks me.”
“Then go ahead.” The ghost retainer waved his ghostly hand, “You are next.”
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“I swear my loyalty to you!” Riddle proclaimed. “Come what may I promise I will never doubt you not will I hurt you. For you, I would do anything in my power. Would you give me your hand in marriage?”
“How convincing,” The ghost exclaimed with wide eyes.
“He’s right!” Epel energetically agreed, “That was so captivating!”
“Pretty earnest yourself there Housewarden.” Ace simply smirked.
“C-cut it out guys.” Riddle stammered with a red face, similar yet different to how he looked like when he was fuming, although he wasn’t doing any of the sort.
The ghost then turned to Rook, “Let’s see if you have what it takes to top those three proposals.”
“Mon tresor, I implore you to allow me to be your eternally devoted love, I have wrote a poem in your honor: Ill fated princess of yore… Lo, how you make my heart soar… Oh, your cold face streaked with tears… Vibrant warmth I’d share for years… Eyes of azure, misty and strong… You’ll find I’ll dry them ere long… Once I’ve caught your clear eyed gaze… Undying love, yours always…”
“Whoa…” Epel breathed
“Dude just hearing that made me feel like I was going to blush.” Ace claimed.
“It was certainly a wondrous work of craftsmanship.” Helena added.
Riddle’s suspicious look that only Asteria seemed to notice quickly turned to realization as he looked at the others, “Wait you guys, try putting the first letter of each line together!”
“The first letters?” Epel raised an eyebrow.
“As if I bothered to memorize any of that.” Grim rolled his eyes with disinterest.
“I should’ve have written it down.” Riddle muttered, seemingly frustrated, “But I will enlighten you. Once you put all the first letters together, they spell ‘I love you’”
“WHAT!?” Asteria, Ace, Epel, and Grim all exclaimed in unison.
Helena chuckled awkwardly moving a lose strand of hair behind her ear, “I thought that detail was obvious?”
“I am pleased Roi des Roses and Dame du Jardin took note of that.” Rook beamed.
“But how-“ Asteria tried to ask.
“I am a crossword expert myself.” Riddle explained. “It is something you pick up on when looking at the words.”
“And Talbott taught me a thing or two about poetry last year.” Helena reminded Asteria.
“I think these Pomefiore guys are just a bunch of weirdos.” Grim still didn’t seem impressed based on his tone.
“All?” Epel sounded quite offended, “Let’s take it easy now.”
Rook certainly had more to present as he continued to speak, “Oh, was that enough for you? Then let me present my next composition.” He cleared his throat then continued, “Alas in my chest’s a whole, left from when my heart you stole. With that I could turn back time, and escape this love sublime. Yet there is no other way, save from going astray.”
“ALRIGHT ENOUGH!” The ghost retainer shouted. “You’re wild about her! I heard you loud and clear.” He then turned to Helena in particular, “I see that the four gentlemen you have presented to me are nothing like the reckless oafs who came previously.”
“Great.” Riddle gave a satisifed smile, “So we can enter and allow the guy the ghost bride is about to wed his rightful love and take his place?”
“You didn’t let me finish.” The ghost pointed out. “You see, there is one small matter.”
“And what is that?” Helena asked.
“The Prince you brought, the red haired one and gray eyes.” The ghost explained, “He is much too short.”
As Riddle’s eyes narrowed Ace began to plead, “Housewarden, stay cool! He doesn’t appreciate what a swell guy you are! Talk about a rube am I right?” He awkwardly chuckled but it didn’t seem to lighten the atmosphere to his dismay.
“HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY!” Riddle shouted at what had to have been his maximum volume. “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!”
“Pardon!?” The ghost exclaimed as a heart shaped collar appeared on him, courtesy of Riddle’s signature spell
“You shall burn you insolent fool!” Riddle proclaimed as he cast a spell featuring intense amounts of flames. Causing the ghost to retreat from them.
“Magnificent flames, Riddle!” Rook cheered “They achieved their goal straight away!”
Riddle groaned, “How much longer must I endure these jabs? Men grow well into their twenties! I’ve got time left.”
“Regardless I don’t see why this bride is a stickler for height.” Asteria shook her head. “Must be a ghost thing.”
Ace scratched the back of his head, “Sounds like you looked up that fact yourself Housewarden. Has this been bothering you?”
“Not at all!” Riddle scoffed, “What bothers me is people who judge simply based on appearance.”
“I get that, trust me.” Epel noted, “But if we use loud and flashy magic like that then.” He then stopped what he was saying when three more ghosts emerged, curious and concerned about the commotion, “that will happen!”
“Let’s catch these troublemakers.” One of the ghosts proclaimed as they all tried to cast a variety of spells.
"Way to go dude!" Ace exclaimed, annoyed and furious with Riddle, “You are the lousiest suitor ever with that fierce temper of yours.”
Riddle didn’t even have the energy to snap back, “What have I done…”
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Erina💙💚
Here you can attempt to understand the love between a plant obsessed Ravenclaw who dabbles in curse breaking and a stubbornly silent Slytherin beater.
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HPHM ASK GAME
I did one of these for HPHL (that ask is still open by the way) but now I am doing it for Hphm, basically send me an ask with a HPHM character, and I’ll tell you how well they get along with my HPHM mc, Helena Durazzo
Classmates
Badeea Ali
Diego Caplan
Ben Copper
Andre Egwu
Corey Hayden
Penny Haywood
Tulip Karasu
Victor Ketsueki
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helenadurazzo · 1 year
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A moodboard for Cato and Helena's friendship please? 😊💙💙
Thanks for the ask!
Went a little creative with this one and added in Penny as well because recently Cato x Penny has been giving me Mario x Peach vibes and I feel like Cato and Helena’s sibling like bond can be portrayed through Mario and Luigi quite nicely.
Cato as Mario
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Helena as Luigi
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Penny as Peach
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Cato and Helena as Mario and Luigi (same aesthetic)
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Cato and Penny as Mario and Peach (same aesthetic)
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catohphm · 1 year
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Hogwarts Mystery: Spring Flowers in the Park
Hello! Welcome to this short story I wrote both in honor of Mother’s Day here in the US and for a fun event that my friend @ariparri is doing this month on the HPHM Amino. This story takes place in March instead of May because I found out that the UK celebrates Mother’s Day earlier than us across the pond so I accounted for that. I hope you enjoy reading this. Lots of love and Happy Mother’s Day to those who celebrate in the US!<33
Olivia Hearst and Helena Durazzo belong to another of my good friends @helenadurazzo
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Sunday, 21 March, 1982
Grasmere village, Cumbria, England
“Well, that’s all for today.” Reilly spoke as she locked the door. She and Cato had just finished closing up her cafe, which served breakfast and dinner from 6 AM to 2 PM.
They stepped away from the storefront and she quipped excitedly. “Guess what, sweetie? I have a surprise for you.”
Cato, amazed, opened his mouth and raised his eyebrows.
“I was on the phone with Olivia this morning. I’m meeting with her at the park today! Want to see your friend Helena?”
“Yeah, absolutely Mum.” Cato happily agreed.”
They approached Reilly’s car and got in. “Wonderful, sweetie! Let’s go.”
As they drove to the park, he was curious to know what Reilly and Olivia were gonna be doing.
“Mum, what are you and Olivia going to the park for?
“Since it’s Mother’s Day, we'll be giving each other gifts. You and Helena will get to spend time on the playground while we’re there! What do you think, Cato?”
“That sounds great Mum, thank you! I’m excited.”
The park Reilly and Cato arrived at was not too small, but not too large either. It was a sizable patch of green with trees scattered about and footpaths running through it. The season of Spring had just begun and the beautiful flowers of the season were in full bloom. Trees were budding leaves. Some even already had small green leaves hanging off their twigs and branches.
Leaving their car parked on the side of the street, the two Reeses took the path into the park, a package in the mother’s hand. 
Reilly commented on the flower blossoms. “Look at all those specs of purple, red, blue, all those colors, Cato! All of them are so pretty.”
He smiled at the sight. “Ah, you’re so right there, Mum. I love it too.” 
“There’s Olivia and Helena right there. Let’s go see them!” Reilly ushered her son toward the playground.
It had different kinds of equipment and swings. The site was built on a foundation of sand with dark solid plastic borders around it like a huge sandbox. Benches for the parents to watch their kids were set up around the playground, facing the equipment.
Olivia was sitting on one of the benches, speaking to Helena, her daughter. The younger Durazzo and Cato were childhood friends. Their mothers had met each other through their shared field of herbology and bonded through that. 
Reilly walked up to the bench and they greeted each other. “Hey Reilly, Happy Mother’s Day!” 
“Afternoon, Olivia, Happy Mother’s Day.”
Meanwhile, Helena saw and hugged Cato, happy to see her best friend. “Hi Cato! I hope you’re having a good day.”
“Hi Lena! I am, I hope your day is good too.” They exited their hug.
“Yeah! I was excited to see you today, Cato.”
“Me too. It’s a beautiful day! Warm weather and blue skies.”
Olivia chimed in “Why don’t you two go have fun on the playground?” Reilly nodded and smiled.
“Yeah! How about we go on the equipment first and then the swing?” Helena agreed with her mum.
He laughed. “I was waiting for this, let’s go get 'em, Lena!” 
“Wonderful, what are we waiting for then? Follow me, Cato!” The two nine year-olds then ran toward the playground to enjoy themselves.
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Reilly sat down on the bench next to her friend with the package. Olivia had one as well lying next to her. 
“It seems the flowers are blooming early in the park this year.” Reilly commented.
“Yeah. We’ve been having quite a few days’ worth of good weather. Sometimes the pollen though will seem like it’s actually snow while I’m driving and it’s blowing over the car.” Olivia told her friend.
Reilly teased “Olivia, sometimes it makes you forget we’re in spring now.”
“You’re right!” she laughed. “We’ve just got out of winter.”
“That’s true! Who should give their gift first now?” Reilly asked.
“Well since you got here last, I’m going first. This one's for you.” Olivia chuckled while her friend smiled.
With a smile, she grabbed her package and put it on her lap. She handed it to her friend who started unwrapping it. 
Inside the package was a thin hardcover book. Reilly opened it up and went through it as Olivia watched. On the right pages were carefully-drawn and colored illustrations of various magical plants and flowers. Hand-written information was included about each specimen on the left pages.
“I drew all those. Aren’t they beautiful, Reilly?”
“Aww yes, they are! You’re really talented.”
“Thank you, Reilly! I enjoy sketching a lot. It’s one of my favorite hobbies.”
“Ah of course, you’re welcome.” her friend reciprocated.
Olivia explained “Of course I couldn’t do all the magical flora of the world. That would’ve been too far out. Instead, I did a group of 26 different plants you may have heard about before. They’re all in alphabetical order.”
“That's quite a neat way to organize it.” Reilly commented as Olivia reached the sketchbook. “If you turn to page nineteen, you’ll see I picked shrivelfig for the letter S.” She pointed to the illustration of the purple bulb-like flower. “Its leaves have healing properties. You used to research the medicinal nature of magical plants so I thought it was a good fit.”
“I agree. The shrivelfig is very pretty with the purple too.” Reilly added.
“Yeah! It reminds me of poppies a bit in how they’re closed up like cocoons and burst open like pods as they bloom.” Olivia noted.
Her friend exclaimed “The similarities between muggle and magical plants are so fascinating!”
“I know, right?” agreed Reilly. “In fact the Mimbulus Mimbletonia, if you look back on page 13, looks like a small desert cactus you'd find in the American west.” Olivia said as she turned back through the book to the drawing of the plant. “I even bet a muggle would assume this to be a cactus if they looked at this sketch.” She laughed, “But once they saw the real plant move, they’d need to have that recollection wiped out with a memory charm.”
"True!" Reilly said with a little laugh. 
"I debated whether to put in Mimbulus Mimbletonia or Mandrakes in the book" Olivia revealed. "Both plants have healing properties. To be honest I'd rather get sprayed with stinksap than hear the scream of an adult Mandrake and drop down a goner."
"At all can't I imagine as well going that way because of my love of herbology, Olivia. Earmuffs are must in the greenhouse." 
"Couldn't agree more, Reilly. Glad we're on the same page. Now that's said, the stinksap, even with all it's pungent odor, can help nurse sick or injured magical creatures back to health." Olivia pointed out, referring to her notes on the rare cactus-like plant.
Reilly liked that fact. "Aww! I think that's sweet! It's wonderful magical creatures can benefit from healing plants too. In fact that's one of the reasons I studied herbology after I left Illvermorny."
"That reason is so wholesome." A similing Olivia told her dear friend.
"Thanks, Olivia! Your passion for herbology is just as strong as mine."
"We could go on about it all day." remarked Reilly. "But I musn't forget my gift."
She tore the wrapping paper off her little package, giving way to a small clamshell jewelry case in a glossy green finish. Reilly held it up close where her friend could see it. Opening up the case, a necklace with a tiny green and white flower on it was inside. Olivia gingerly picked up the accessory with both her hands and exclaimed.
"This is so pretty! You got my birth flower." She put the necklace on at once.
"It's a Lily of the Valley. I saw it at a market in the next town over the weekend. It reminded me of you so I bought it."
"Aww that's very nice of you, Reilly! This is a wonderful gift. Thank you so much!" 
They shared a hug. "Of course, I'm so happy you enjoy it, Olivia. It looks good on you."
"Yeah! I'm glad you think so." she remarked. "Happy Mother's Day, Reilly!"
"Same to you, Olivia."
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Cato and Helena were going back and fourth on the swings when Olivia called them back from the playground.
"Kids! Come back, we're going to be leaving soon!"
"Let's not make them worry." Cato told Helena. They stopped their swings, got off and started running toward their mothers.
Helena happily said "That was so much fun, Cato."
"Yeah! Those swings were a blast, Lena" he replied. She smiled and nodded.
The kids approached their mums, who had gotten up from the bench.
"I hope you both had fun on the playground!" Olivia told them.
"We did!" Cato quipped with raise eyebrows and confidence. Helena grinned and looked at her best friend for a second. "He told me the swings were a blast."
A satisfied-looking Olivia said "We can come back here on another day when it's nice and warm. Sound good?" 
The kids both nodded. "Great!" she proclaimed.
Reilly chimed in "We'll be going back to my house for tea. Both of your fathers will be there." she informed her son and Helena "Cherry pie's for dessert even!" 
Together, the four left the park in a good mood as they mingled with each other, looking forward to their meal and desserts later that day.
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