Bouncy Castle [OPEN!]

[Abigail Rose]

Too much sugar! Okay Abigail did have to admit to her self that eating that whole sugary chocolate cake hadn’t been a great idea. Looking back in hindsight, she wished she hadn’t of done it. Abi didn’t feel sick or anything, instead she felt super hyper and the urge to just round around and yell.

This all meant one thing – a trip to the room, which seemed to meet peoples needs. Abi had been here only once before, and that had been for a trip to the toilet in the middle of the night, but she had heard many rumors about the place. It had turned into huge food storage cupboards for people, and even places perfect for a party.

She knew what to do. Abigail walked past the stone wall three times, each time keeping the same thought fixed in her mind ‘I need a bouncy castle to burn off my energy, I need a bouncy castle to burn off my energy, I need a bouncy castle to burn off my energy’. Once she had done this three times she waited, and without a thought a door appeared.

Abigail clutched the doorknocker, and pulled open the door. To her amazement she was greeted by a colorful bouncy castle, which she immediately leaped on and began to leap higher into the sky. It was just like the birthday parties she had been to as a child, only much better! She had the whole bouncy castle to herself, and she had the space to do tricks like back flips.

[Brindle Sterling]

Brindle was thanking whatever God existed that she was back at Hogwarts. Markise so owed her, and helping your boyfriend wasn't an excuse. He could have gotten his own place, couldn't he? And Markise could have come home for the summer—home home, not across Manhattan—and she wouldn't have been left alone with their parents for two months. Markise usually dominated Mama's attention, and Mama was so much harder to avoid than Pa.

It wasn't worth being angry over, and Brindle wasn't really angry. Really, she just had more pent-up energy than she could handle. Pa thought martial arts was a cute little Muggle hobby she'd picked up, and so he hadn't taken anything she'd said seriously, and she'd been unable to practice every day. She was out of practice! It bothered her so much, because it meant she was that much less prepared in the event that something happened.

So she was heading for the Room of Requirement. She'd never actually been in it before, since she usually practiced outside, but she wanted a sparring partner, or even some equipment to take out her built-up energy on. So she concentrated and did exactly as she'd overheard. She walked back and forth along the corridor with the painting of the troll ballet and wished for someplace that would help.

It worked! A door appeared, and Brindle practically lunged on the knob, afraid it would disappear. She glanced both ways down the corridor, then opened the door and slipped through only to lose her footing on a soft surface she hadn't been expecting.

"Whoah!" she cried as she landed on her butt. What was this place?

[Abigail Rose]

This was so fun! The best part about this was that she wasn’t being charged by a bouncy castle hire, and this was a magical bouncy castle, so there was no chance of it breaking. In the pit of her stomach, Abigail felt a churning – the type you got on a fast roller coaster, but for some reason it felt food. This bouncy castle was like no muggle bouncy castle – it was more like a professional trampoline.

This time Abigail went for a different type of jump. She gave and run on the trampoline, which filled the room and then leapt forward to do a back flip. The landing on her back was similar to landing on a room full of fluffy cushions. There was no pain at all.

All the bouncing had messed up the mass of curled pink hair on the top of Abi’s head, and at first glance anyone would have mistaken her for a monster, but she didn’t care. This was too fun to make anything else matter. Who said you had to grow up?

After a few more back flips and bounces on the giant bouncy castle, Abigail realised that she wasn’t alone. In embracement she stopped clowning around, and attempted to tidy up her hair with her hands.

The girl didn’t seem very happy; whoever she was, but that didn’t dampen Abigail’s spirits. “It’s a giant magical bouncy castle!” squealed Abigail enthusiastically. “Do wizards usually have bouncy castles?” she asked. Abigail came from a half blood family, and she had attended a muggle school, and so her parties had always been muggle birthday parties with party bags and musical chairs.

[Brindle Sterling]

Brindle blinked in a moment's confusion before really looking over at the girl. "I've never even heard of a bouncy castle," she said half in awe. She couldn't imagine there would be an easy way to explain something like this. Her parents were magical, but not all their parents were, so she'd gotten a bit of both worlds, but they'd never had much money, and they'd lived in a crowded city without backyards to have things like this in. So she hadn't known they existed.

The other girl's enthusiasm was impossible to ignore, and she was sitting on a giant pillow, so Brin decided to just go with it. She smiled and bounced in place a couple times before turning and attempting to stand, a feat that seemed nearly impossible and was strangely quite a bit of fun. "So this is a Muggle thing?" she asked, trying to stand again. Finally she gave up and flopped back onto it.