So Put It All of the Papers... (Mimosa)

Subject: So Put It All of the Papers... (Mimosa) Sun Jan 09, 2022 9:12 am

The week had been the usual first week of school, truthfully. Nikolai had settled in to his classes quickly, appreciating the free periods he had from the subjects he'd dropped this year by spending time either in the Heads dorms, or down in the Slytherin dorms instead with the others who didn't have classes. The year hadn't started too hectic -- despite their professors trying to scare them with the whole spiel of this being a harder year, so far, it hadn't materialised.

Talk had manifested of Mimosa not taking her place as Seeker this year -- talk that had only grown when the other Houses had heard the news. The Slytherins had asked him numerous times what his plan had been, and Nikolai had noted that he would be holding try outs for the position that weekend. Yes, they had time to bring in a new Seeker, but the worried looks towards him, and then towards Mimosa were just proof that everyone felt the same way he did. Without Mimosa's broom, which out rode everyone else's in the school, they were losing their advantage in the game within the school. A fact that very few people were comfortable with.

Nikolai had simply pointed out that they still had one of the best teams, so they would be fine.

A point that hadn't completely killed off the whispers.

But what had been more annoying was the way that Charles seemed so cocky throughout the week about... something Nikolai couldn't quite grasp. There had been multiple comments about how enjoyable Josie's pictures were -- the present tense of the statement always making Nikolai show a face of confusion. Charles had only seen the pictures on the train, and in the common room when Nikolai had been asked again to show his conquest. He'd made sure that almost the whole common room had heard that conversation and even when people hadn't looked like they were entirely listening, Nikolai had known they'd heard.

His night with Josie wasn't something that he wanted everyone to know. It was just something Nikolai wanted to use to make his friends both jealous and in awe of him for.

It was Friday morning before Nikolai understood.

Friday morning's owl post, to be more precise.

The owls had arrived with the packages from home for a lot of people. Care packages arriving for first years that were bigger than they were. Letters from family members to their sons and daughters to hold the magic of the situation they had felt years before. Packages from shops with the orders made by the older students that they wouldn't have been able to make at home. You name it, it was there. But what stuck out the most was the amount of owls from the Daily Prophet. Papers were dropped not in front of people like usual, but on mass on the tables. Everyone looked around confused at that, and then the more curious students reached forth for the papers.

Nikolai had been one of the former, looking up to the teachers table which also had papers arriving for them. They, much like the students, looked very confused with this delivery.

Turning back to the paper, Nikolai pulled one to himself, unfolding it. The front page didn't show anything... overly interesting? It looked the same as normal, the rumours of tensions with America remained the same, so it wasn't that...

Turning to the next page, Nikolai found nothing.

"WOAH! LOOK AT THE BACK PAGE!"

The call from the Gryffindor table had the whole room turning in unison.

There, on the back page was what had been deemed so newsworthy that day.

Josie LeBlanc.

Naked.

Josie LeBlanc.

As he had photographed her.

The boy's eyes went wide in that moment, looking at the pictures in disbelief in that moment. How could they possible have gotten in to the Daily Prophet? There was no way they could have gotten in to the newspaper. He'd not sent them to anyone, Nikolai had not wanted to share them. They were his photos!

But they were here, clearly in view, with the headline screaming for action to be taken by the Holyhead Harpies for such pictures entering the public domain.

Sickness bubbled in the boy's stomach as he looked down at the pictures, not knowing for a second what he was going to do.

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Subject: Re: So Put It All of the Papers... (Mimosa) Sat Jan 22, 2022 4:50 pm

The first week back had been okay.

It had taken Mimosa a while to stop missing her Jacques but in the end, the young witch had found a solution in calling him whenever she felt she missed him too much. As a result, she was on the phone with him most nights whenever Squid Boy came ambling in for heavens only knew what. After he'd even it for the third time, the Head Girl was conclude to conclude his own bed must be very uncomfortable. No wonder he kept trying to get into hres repeatedly.

Her meeting with Miss Azalea had gone as expected, perfectly. It had started with the Deputy Headmistress assuring Mimosa how proud she was of the young Slytherin for doing so well in her NEWTs. Apparently it was some kind of school record in the past thirty years or something.

When it came to discussing her subjects for the next two years, Mimosa had been taken aback. She had never really thought about doing anything after school. When Miss Azalea had asked about what Mimosa's plans after graduation were, the teenager had simply replied "Live at the Palace with my Jacques".

Miss Azalea had looked at her with a gentle smile. "But even the heir Clement does something. He went to university to study and become an Auror. Would you like to do that?"

Mimosa had taught of that a moment, then shook her head.

"Well, what about something in fashion, you already have loads of experience in that regard," the Head of House had pressed on.

"I don't know," Mimosa had replied, not entirely sure why she had to think of such things at all. "I mean, its fun but I don't want to have to do it. Can you imagine how annoying it would be to have to do things you don't want to?"

The Potion mistress had laughed softly at that before conceding that no, Mimosa didn't have to decide right away. She had however tried to insist that the Head Girl pick her subjects, to which Mimosa had confidently replied.

"Is there any subject I'm not allowed to go into, Miss?"

The older witch had been taken aback at that. "Erm, no actually. You qualify for every subject."

"Then I will just attend all of them, and drop whichever ones I feel like dropping if they turn out to not be fun." Miss Azalea had looked cautious at that but in the end,had found no rule against it and Mimosa walked out of the appointment with a bright smile on her face, finding Gaspard waiting outside nervously.

"Chill Gus," she had beamed at the Ravenclaw, squeezing his hand. "It's not that had, there isn't even a test."

She had seen Miss Azaleas next on Wednesday night, incidentally when Squid Boy had been trying to draw her closer to him in the common room sofa. The boy had darted away like a bullet the moment they'd heard someone at the door, leaving Mimosa to scroll through her Instagram page unbothered. As always, the witch was keeping up with Elenore's music. the middle Clement had lately been posting from California.

"Hello Mimosa, Evening Nikolai."

"Professor," Squid Boy had replied stiffly, holding a cushion in his lap. Rather rude, Mimosa thought as she looked up. He had spoken without being called on.

"Hi Miss Azalea, one sec please."

The girl had quickly finished liking the posts before putting her phone down. It turned out the Potion Mistress had just come in for a routine spot check to see if they were keeping everything clean. Which of course they weren't, that was the elves job. However, the older witch had reminded them - looking particularly at Squid Boy - that these random checks would happen quite frequently, before she bid them goodnight.

All in all, Mimosa was in pretty decent spirits when she came down to breakfast on Friday morning, for once without Squid Boy. Today she was flanked by Dia and Seema, and followed by the tiny figure of Mariel Weathersby who had taken to hiding behind the tallest Slytherin she could find whenever she had to go into pubic spaces.

"Whoa, so many ens papers, did the US attack?" Dia asked, eyeing the owls dropping the prophet everywhere.

"Probably not," Mimosa interjected. If there was even a remote chance of there being danger in the UK, she would not be here.

"Hey you, midget, get one of the rapers," Seema snapped at Mariel who hurried to obey, picking a rolled up copy off the floor. Just then, a shout from one of the Sixth year Gryffindors permeated through the Great Hall.

"WOAH! LOOK AT THE BACK PAGE!"

Seema all but snatched the paper, spreading it open so all three girls could see with title Mariel standing on her tippy toes to try and sneak a glance behind the three taller students.

"She looks familiar," Mimosa commented, only glancing at the nude pictures before focusing on the head shot of the player provided in the article. "She plays for some team i think."

"Hollyhead Harpies," Seema provided, speed reading the tiny text beside the large, high resolution pictures. The redhead's naked bosom gently rose and fell in her sleep, giving the boys all around thyme much to look at. "Pictures send anonymously. League furious, bad role model, asking for Leblanc's resignation...."

Di and Mimosa looked at each other over Seema's reading, catching each other's eye and laughing. "English," they both said at the same time, thoroughly confusing the Ravenclaw.

Not giving the paper any more thought, the girls separated, heading to their own tables with Mariel timidly following Mimosa. The Head Girl took her seat next to Squid Boy as always to find him... a little shaky and sweaty.

Well, moper shaky and sweaty than usual.

"Hi guys, whats up," she quipped, reaching for a bit of French berry sorbet to put on her toast. No one replied. Even Karan was too busy glaring at the Head Boy mouthing the words "Not cool, dude."

The sentiment seemed to be somewhat atmospheric, with the boys staring accusingly at the Slytherin team captain.

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Subject: Re: So Put It All of the Papers... (Mimosa) Sun Jan 30, 2022 12:33 pm

The murmurings in the Great Hall grew louder.

The older boys of the Great Hall voices growing louder as they began to appreciate the photos more. The comparisons being thrown out from conquests of the boys would quickly turn to appreciation of the Quidditch stars body, and then they would turn in to the questions of who would be so ballsy to take the photos and then leak them to the press. The anonymous receipt of the pictures had been something the boys had seen as something to be praised.

The girls, on the other side of view had been quick to condemn. Noticing the pictures had been taken whilst Josie was asleep or at least half asleep had been a big no no to them. They had quickly started talking about how horrible it must have been for Josie to wake up and find these pictures in the paper. All of them had unanimously decided that Josie was someone to be pitied, and were looking around at the boys close to them in disgust for the reactions they were having.

The younger students were piping in trying to understand whether the pictures were a good thing, or a bad thing. They were following the lead of the older students for the most part, but not really adding their own thoughts for the most part.

The teachers had started to panic in how to control the situation.

Nikolai hadn't heard a word of it, though.

"Hi guys, what's up,"

Mimosa's arrival did little to pull him from those thoughts. Nikolai was still trying to work out how this had happened. How had anyone gotten hold of the pictures from his phone?!

Before him, Karan's lips were moving, but no words were coming out of them. The look on the other boy's face said enough, though. The question was clear enough, and the disgust made the words being spoken absolutely unnecessary. But it didn't matter. Nikolai knew the truth, and the panic that was rushing within him didn't look like it was going to subside any time soon.

"How could you, Kessler?"

The sound of Charles' voice broke through though.

The Quidditch Captain looked towards the other boy in that moment, taking him in even as the thumping in his chest grew louder. The smug look on the other Slytherin's lips showed the truth. As much as he was trying to join in with the accusing of the Quidditch Captain, Charles Beaumont couldn't help the smug look in his eyes.

"You bastard!" Nikolai growled, getting up from the table, ready to move around it and to the other boy.

"Mr Kessler, I don't think such language is necessary."

Nikolai whipped around at the sound of the Transfiguration Professor's voice.

"Professor Harrington asks that you and Miss Harrington get students moving towards first class. Please ensure all of the newspapers are left in the Great Hall, and help us clear the Hall."

Nikolai nodded mutely, turning back towards the table.

Charles Beaumont had already made it halfway towards the door, a newspaper being discretely tucked in to his backpack as all of the other teachers moved forward, instructing the students to put down the newspapers and head towards class.

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Subject: Re: So Put It All of the Papers... (Mimosa) Sun Jan 30, 2022 1:27 pm

The confusion didn't last long for Mimosa, quickly replaced by annoyance as Charles spoke up, accusing Squid Boy of whatever it was he had done wrong. Squid Boy of course didn't know how to handle the situation, almost lunging at their stocky classmate across the breakfast table, making Mimosa roll her newly dark brown eyes.

Boys were so stupid.

Except her Jacques, he was the cleverest person in the world. Even more clever than Mimosa was.

"Mr Kessler, I don't think such language is necessary."

Fortunately, Professor Hughes descended upon the Slytherin upperclassmen before an actual fight could break out. And luckily he hadn't noticed Squid Boy cursing as he was telling off someone else. If they handled it right, they could get out of this neatly.

"Professor Harrington asks that you and Miss Harrington get students moving towards first class. Please ensure all of the newspapers are left in the Great Hall, and help us clear the Hall."

"Actually Sir," Mimosa interjection, getting to her feet, her toast all but forgotten. "Squid Boy and I will do it." Without giving him a chance to reply, she grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the far end of the Slytherin table.

The younger students knew what to do, leaving their papers on the polished surface of the tables and scurrying off. By the time they had cleared the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students, Squid Boy appeared to have calmed down. He even managed to snatch at a third year trying to sneak the rolled up Prophet under his robes.

"You know he can just get another copy right?" the brunette reprimanded but her fellow Slythern merely gave the retreating third year a dark look.

The last students to be cleared out were Ivan Newbury and Mathew Parker. Mathew looking at the approaching Head Boy and Girl with transparent terror in his eyes.

"C'mon Ive, we gotta go!"

"Hang on Matt... the Gringotts strike looks serious."

Mimosa reached the duo first, extending a hand towards them. "Alright baby, hand it over."

"Yes Miss... Ma'am, Mimosa," Mathew blubbered. Squid Boy had less patience than his fellow Head, simply snatching the paper from the baby's hands and growling at them to get to class.

When all the children were cleared out, Miss Azalea descended from the breakfast table where she had been watching the situation calmly.

"Thank you Mimosa, Nikolai. The House Elves will take it from here." No sooner had she spoken, the discarded copies on various house tables disappeared, as if they had been waiting for her to say so.

"You two should get to class too, and I encourage you to put a stop to any gossip you might hear about it today. As is the nature of sensational news, stalk will die down in a day or two." Her chocolate gaze lingered on the two of them, perhaps stopping on Squid Boy a fraction of a moment longer than they did on Mimosa.

"And if you have any information to share about this incident, my office doors are always open."

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