Smile for the camera. (Open)

[hotfrenchguy]

The rain had finally stopped- it was time to go outside. Rain wasn't exactly a favourite thing in Baz's life, especially when he yearned the outdoors and fresh air. But it had stopped and now was his chance before it sprung up again. The grass was soaked- the grounds empty of pupils apart from the odd one dotted here and there, and the air was fresh from the rain's decent. The sun- barely visible- was bright and warmed Sebastian's face as he walked slowly down the castle steps. He loved mornings like this.
Careful to avoid stepping on the bright flowers coming up through the green grasses, Baz walked over to the area behind the greenhouses. He enjoyed it most here- you could catch sight of the strangest things and no-one wandered over. Or, at least very rarely.

Picking through a few bushes and short, chest-high trees he walked towards his usual spot. A small stone bench lay in the center of a tiny clearing there, and he walked towards it with slow steps. He often came here to think- you could see almost everything, the castle, the greenhouses, almost all of the grounds. The view spread right to the edge of the forbidden forest, although detail was hard of course. Lifting his back from his shoulder, Bastian set it onto his lap and began sifting inside. As one of the most unorganised people he knew, it took him a while to find what he wanted- his camera.

It was an old one, but he adored it. He hadn't used it much this last year but remembered with a smile his old love for photography. Lifted it carefully and setting the lense straight, adjusting the focus, he angled it randomly at the nearest greenhouse. Taking a shot of one of it's bottom corners he caught a rushed but accurate picture of the large, hand-span sized spider nestling in the corner. Not a perfect picture, he smiled, but the sense of creativity he used to love with this hobby came back.

Five shots later he'd caught two spiders, a gorgeous picture of one of the blossoming tropical flowers through the greenhouse door, one of a large black eagle on top of the greenhouse roof, and another simply the edge of the stone bench. The last was his favourite- although simple, it showed the droplets of water on the bright green grass, and the off-focus background gave a brilliant effect. Smiling down at his ancient but beloved camera he stood slowly and began flicking around for another perfect shot.

[Harmony Chan H6]

Harmony strolled around the damp grounds, surveying the scenery with a peaceful expression adorning her face. The air was still a little chilly, with the smell of rain hanging expectantly in the frosty atmosphere, but Harmony was glad the drizzle had ceased. Staring at the now clear skies, Harmony breathed in the fresh air, contented to be outside at this current time. There was nothing better than an early morning walk, though Harmony doubted anyone else would be up at this time wandering aimlessly out here. She really was becoming an early bird like Ari. A small smile appeared as she thought of developing into a version of her elder sister, and a joyous chuckle escaped. Harmony doubted she’d ever change into Ari, the two of them being such different people.

Thrusting her steadily stiffening fingers into her robe pockets, Harmony wondered with a little annoyance why she had not grabbed her coat before she had wandered outside. She was bound to catch a cold at this rate. However, Harmony tried not to worry too much, as she knew as the morning progressed, the air would gradually become warmer. Ignoring the cold conditions, Harmony continued to amble slowly through the grounds, pausing now and again to observe odd minor details. Harmony noted with glee that as spring was fast approaching, as were the budding flowers and vegetation, along with the other signs like a few pretty butterflies flittering by. Harmony liked spring a lot, because it reminded her of new beginnings, though she didn’t know why she felt this way.

Harmony was now nearing the many greenhouses built beside each other, and attempted to peer inside through the frosted panes of glass. Suddenly, Harmony noticed a path she had never seen before, and pondered with confusion why she had not come across it previously. Curiously she continued forward a little with a guarded apprehension. Harmony then saw a figure moving in the distance a way off, and was rather surprised and alarmed. ”Someone else is out here?” Wondering who it was, Harmony ventured forward boldly, trying to make no noise with her footsteps. Finally she could see properly, and just a few metres away was a taller, older Gryffindor boy with a bag and camera in his hands. He was snapping some pictures, and Harmony had a sudden flashback of a similar image from a few days ago. Watching the boy with a fond smile, Harmony remembered her meeting with a fifth year Hufflepuff, Carr, who had told her about his love for photography. This boy’s obvious concentration reminded her exactly of the blonde haired Carr, and the keen glint in his eyes were extremely alike too.

Harmony watched the Gryffindor in silence as he worked, completely oblivious to her presence. She remained in her position, afraid she would be discovered. Although she wished to observe his actions, she was a little worried that she was stepping into personal territory, and after five minutes, she decided perhaps she should turn away and leave. Doing just that, Harmony almost fainted with shock as someone else’s face loomed against hers, eyes boring into her. Giving a loud petrified scream, Harmony shot forward on reflex, trying to get away from whoever it was that had frightened her so. In the process, she ran ahead to bump into the unsuspecting Gryffindor boy, and with another yelp of shock, Harmony reeled backwards, blabbering apologies already as she looked between the two people surrounding her.

((This means that someone else will have to enter the equation – hope that’s okay, Sebastian.))

[Charisma Turner G3]

"Izzy!" Ethan shouted.

"Izzy, come here!" He had a bright smile on his face as he held his arms wide open for Charisma to land in them. "There's someone here who wants to meet you!" Charisma ran into her boyfriend's arms and looked around the area around her. They were on the Hogwarts Grounds, except it looked different. There was not a Hogwarts student in sight. It was just her and Ethan-and a mysterious figure sitting on a bench.

"Really?" She asked, looking into Ethan's eyes. "and who would that be?" The figure stood up, revealing herself to be Elena Warren-Charisma's mother. "Mom?" Charisma said as her smile faded into a look of pure confusement. "Is that really you?"

"It really is!" Elena said with a smile. "My, have you grown! Give me a hug, Izzy! I haven't seen you in ages!" Charisma ran into the open arms of her long lost mother. "Where have you been?" Charisma said through her tears of joy.

But before Elena could answer, the ground beneath them had started to catch fire, the beautiful scenery of Hogwarts had disappeared, with a burning building taking it's place, meanwhile Ethan blurted out words like "We're over" and "I don't love you anymore" as he faded away in the distance leaving Charisma and her mother to their demise. This was too much for Charisma to handle! Suddenly, her clothes had caught fire, and just as the deadly flames were about to reach her face, Charisma woke up.

She was sweating feverishly, her sheets were tangled on her bed, and her head hurt terribly. She looked out of the window and noticed it was very early in the morning-so early in fact, that the sun was barely even up. Suddenly, a thought came to her. The sunrise promised to be a beautiful one, and Charisma just had to paint it. She had always wanted to, but she could never wake up early enough. But now that she was up and about, she might as well make good use of her time.

With that thought in mind, Charisma grabbed her cloak and painting supplies and hurried off. On her way to the Grounds, she noticed a delightful smell coming from the Great Hall. So she grabbed a napkin and packed it with a small sample of almost everything on the table. Munching on her toast, Charisma finally reached her destination. She had been walking around for a while hoping she would find the perfect spot to paint before the sun had risen. At first, she didn't have much luck, but Charisma finally found the perfect place. It was off to a corner where it was barely noticeable, she had found it. Unfortunately, it was already occupied by someone already, but he was a Gryffindor, so he probably wouldn't mind a fellow house member enjoying the view with him.

Charisma walked down the path confidently only to notice that a girl had appeared from out of nowhere and charged right into her and the Gryffindor boy. As she was babbling out apologies, Charisma recognized her to be Harmony Chan, a girl she had met a couple of days ago. "Hey, it's alright Harmony!"She said with a smile. "Nice to see you again! Although I don't believe Ive met you yet." Charisma gestured toward the older Gryffindor.