Yippee Kayak, other buckets! Sorry, the b99 Stan in me couldn't resist. It's agentbot08 here and I couldn't get Mel's beautifully written aesthetics chapter out of my mind. I also haven't been able to get the beach out of my mind, so this one will be aesthetics with the beach as the setting. Without further ado:
Gryffindor:
Running down the beach at 2 AM, shouting and laughing because you're young and alive, and so unabashedly yourself, with the crashing surf tickling your heels. Daring each other to high five violent waves and pulling your hand away red and blistered. Flinging wet sand at each other, and racing to the snow cone cart. Screaming at the waves to take you on and swimming in the middle of a storm, thunder booming around you. Belting out the lyric to a Beatles song along with a small stereo with a tinny sound. Skinny dipping at midnight under the shining moon. Joyous and enthusiastic, living in the moment.
Hufflepuff:
Humming that one song that always gets stuck in your head as you pick up glistening seashells in varying hues. Ooh-ing and ah-ing over bits of sea glass sparkling in the sunlight. Giggling with your friends as you wade through the gentle tide, the foamy water welling around your feet. Admiring sea urchins and sea snails in small tide pools, naming each and every one. Gently guiding turtles towards the ocean, keeping them protected from the predatory eyes of seagulls. Passing s'mores around a small campfire and admiring the serene night sky over the waves lapping softly against the beach. Sighing dreamily while you watch Sleepless in Seattle late at night, munching on buttered popcorn.
Ravenclaw:
Building sandcastles worthy of architectural awards, and examining them with a critiquing eye, unsatisfied with your work. Even as you're swimming, you can't help but compare the ocean waves to the waves you learned about in science. Picking up strands of seaweeds and pressing them in books, preserving them in albums to admire on rainy days. Pointing out constellations in the star-filled sky, comparing obscure trivia facts with your best friend. Laughing at Gryffindors falling off their surfboards as you easily glide along. It's basic physics, after all...
Slytherin:
Your parents lecturing you, confiscating the candy you hid under your swimsuits in your suitcase. Staring longingly at the kids playing and laughing in the surf while you rub sunscreen onto your face. A game of red light green lights turning into a full out war, tackling your friends in order to win. Grabbing someone by the ankles to stop them from winning categories and mumbling quiet apologies, the guilt eating you inside out. A 3 AM run to the nearby McDonalds, reveling in the spontaneity of it. For once, defying expectations. Wishing you could hug your friend and tell them that they mean the world to you, storing away your feelings so that you won't ruin the vacation. Taking forever to pick out an ice cream flavor, adjusting your tie in the stifling heat.
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