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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 1:28 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 4:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 8:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 8:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 9:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 9:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 5:30 pm
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➳ ➳ 5th Yr Gryffindor ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Muggle-born, Daughter of Late Officer Brian Kiss of the Kent Police ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Prefect ➳ Beater on Gryffindor Quidditch Team ➳ Vice-Captain of the Reparifors Group Therapy Club ➳ Dueling Club Member ➳ ➳
Laurel and Dragon Heartstring Wand
Born on June 22, 2011
5 feet 7.5 inches tall
 What Gypsy had said was irritating Ronna even further. The year was winding down, OWLs were basically over, so Ronna didn't even have something to distract herself with-like studying. Actually, she was fairly sure she had studied for some classes more than she ever would as she was just trying to avoid the whole situation with Toby.
The truth was even at the beginning of the year after try-outs, while in theory her and Toby discussed the matter of what happened over the summer, it never seemed to have been resolved or changed the whole weirdness between the two. Actually it made prefect duties when it was the fifth year Gryffindors turn a bit more annoying. Thankfully it made more sense to patrol separately. And thus, Toby and her were doing a remarkably good job of avoiding each other. Of course, they saw each other in quidditch practices, and classes, and in the common room, and prefect duties, but they still were able to just manage to say the bare minimum if they had to and quickly dodge each other. Veronica hadn't thought it seemed that odd or was that noticeable but then again Gypsy had called her out on the behavior of her and Toby only a few days ago.
Ronna had spent some time thinking on the matter and her conclusion on the whole thing and finally after an awkward nod between her and Toby as they went on their separate ways to patrol, Ronna for the first time in the year actually chose to completely abandon her post as prefect for a night. Which, probably let a few late second years off fairly lucky as Ronna wasn't the type to take points or give detentions much, but she was fairly long winded on lectures. Actually, she was fairly sure some rule breakers would have just rather lose a few house points or even a detention than have to deal with some long lecture. Of course, Ronna would have pointed out, at least she didn't just blindly punish people like everyone thought she might.
Regardless, Ronna had after five minutes in her patrol turned around and decided to ambush Toby. Maybe if she had run into trouble early enough on the monotonous route wouldn't have left her thinking as much as she had been, but it had been a quiet night, and Ronna was still annoyed she couldn't happily put the situation in a box and figure things out. Then again, she hadn't even figured out her own emotions on the matter and definitely didn't know what Toby was even thinking. Ronna did come to one conclusion though: she wasn't going to be someone, someone just randomly snogged because she just happen to be there. Everyone had pride to some degree, and Ronna had her own pride to protect. And with that thought, she made her way to the sixth floor corridor which Ronna knew was part of Toby's path. He might not be as predictable but it was where he should go eventually on his own patrol. And if he didn't show up sometime Ronna would just kill him for being neglectful of his prefect duties and that would solve a lot of her problems with him, too.
 So, Ronna leaned against a wall on the Sixth Floor corridor, glancing at her watch and then down the corridor as she waited. When Toby turned the corner she pushed away from the wall and stepped forward, arms crossed and eyes narrowed she said, "Evening. I need to borrow you for a minute. Besides, tonight has been fairly quiet, and one night of minor rule infractions going unnoticed won't destroy the castle I reckon."
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 6:13 pm
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You called my name in the dark
Called me back to the start
The condensation is building tension
A stubborn silence is formed Around our bodies it's warm
The cool wet grasses as summer passes
Frightened under attack
Fallen flat on my back
Tobias Philemon Walsh - Halfblood Twin - Fifth Year - Gryffindor Reserve Beater - [feeling: wary] [thinking: ...what's up with her?] [with: Ronna] [at: Sixth Floor Corridor]
Toby might have been one of the worst prefects to plague the corridors of Hogwarts in years. He didn't know. It wasn't like he was really abusing his power. He barely yelled at anyone, so it wasn't as if he was going after kids from other houses just for a chance to take points. He'd never let any bullying or anything seriously dangerous (though his definition of seriously dangerous and other people's definition were probably very different) get past him. Still, he hated patroling. It was monotonous, most of the people out after hours were just people snogging... some of whom he recognized... so that was a little awkward... He tended to just stay away from broom closets and dark corners under stairwells all together now.
But he had to change up his route at least a little every so often, in order to avoid Ronna, who ran her path like clockwork, so that broke up the dullness a bit. It was almost like an elaborate game of hide and seek, except neither wanted to find the other. They'd discussed... the Event, obviously, and he wanted to have just put it to rest so they both could move on, but of course that was easier said than done. The tension might have lessened a little, but it was still awkward as hell and Toby wasn't good at being awkward. He just wanted to be comfortable. Was that so much to ask? To be able to relax and fully enjoy at least one Quidditch practice or class without his eyes warily darting over to make sure she wasn't glaring at him or anything? Granted, the glaring was probably less of an issue now, but between Jess still dropping so-not-subtle hints and teasing him about, sometimes even his brothers joining in, and the frustration of not playing a single game this year, and OWLs...
He was just a bit stressed, was all. He wanted the year to be over so it could be summer and he could just do as he liked without looking over his shoulder. Things would be better next year. No serious exams, everyone would have forgotten about him and Ronna and their... issues, and he could spend the year having some actual fun. Maybe he could sneak a bottle of firewhiskey into the castle and- well, he'd be nearly seventeen by then, after all. His sixteenth birthday was coming with the end of the school year. He turned off from the landing of the sixth floor and entered the corridor with a small groan. Alright, just.... a long while to go. He didn't recognize the girl stepping towards him at first until he took another step closer and it realized it was not some smart a** rulebreaker purposefully trying to get caught out late, but in fact, Ronna. Oh no. He considered wheeling around and going back the way he'd came, but she could easily follow him. He had a feeling he was in for something tonight, from her narrowed eyes and arms crossed position. What, he wasn't sure.
"Evening," he supplied back, warily. Then he looked confused. "Wait, what? Borrow me for what?" he asked, puzzled, wondering if she needed his help (though the idea was laughable) to hunt down some younger students trying to break into the Restricted Section or something. But she had mentioned something about "minor rule infractions going unnoticed" not destroying the castle so now he really had no clue. She seemed... extremely determined about something. He resisted the urge to back up and flee and took a stride closer, then stopped, waiting for her to explain further. "You... you alright, Ronna?"
I'm gonna kick the darkness until it bleeds daylight.
Raising cities to dust
Faces dripping in lust
Fallen empires and raging bush fires
All your words confounded Secret lives bound and hid
Living backwards in tangled backwoods
You ruined everything right
So good I can’t see the light
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 6:35 pm
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➳ ➳ 5th Yr Gryffindor ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Muggle-born, Daughter of Late Officer Brian Kiss of the Kent Police ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Prefect ➳ Beater on Gryffindor Quidditch Team ➳ Vice-Captain of the Reparifors Group Therapy Club ➳ Dueling Club Member ➳ ➳
Laurel and Dragon Heartstring Wand
Born on June 22, 2011
5 feet 7.5 inches tall
Ronna raised a brow at Toby's wary response and confusion, and supposed it sort of made sense. She had been more or less avoiding him to some degree-at least about as much as Toby was avoiding her. When Toby asked her if she was alright, Ronna's expression grew less dark and she uncrossed her arms and let out a short laugh, "If I had problems, you'd probably be one of the last people I talked to about them. Unless you caused the issue in the first place..."
She shook her head and raised a brow as she stared at Toby for a few moments quietly and then looked down and fiddled with one of the rings on her finger. "Actually, that gets to why I'm taking the night off more or less..." She let out an annoyed sigh and hoped her nervousness was mostly hidden: this was a horrible, stupid idea, Ronna knew that when she came to the conclusion after speaking to Gypsy-more so ambushed-but it wasn't like anything was getting resolved the rational way.
She glanced back at Toby for a moment and bit her lip and said, "So, anyways, a few nights ago, I got detained by Gypsy and Jer and... well, truthfully about the whole situation with us and the avoiding thing just pisses me off and..."
She trailed off and then spit out in one quick breath, "I've-bloody-well-tried-the-logical-thing-in-all-this-but-apparently-logical-and-rational-is-impossible-in-this-sort-of-thing..." She paused and took a deep breath, pushed some of her hair behind an ear and looked away and muttered, "Or at least it doesn't work with people like us... You can't give me a straight answer about anything and avoid me like I'm some horrible scary person-then again, I'm avoiding you because I am half tempted to randomly deck you so... and I like to categorize everything into their right place, especially..."
She trailed off and took a deep breath and said glancing back at him and said, "Anyways, I'm rambling. So, yeah. The whole issue between us isn't some aritmancy or maths problem I can just with enough time sit down and get a simple answer to. I guess most things aren't like that, but I do a damn good job of making as much of the things I deal with like that." She took a deep breath waiting for an answer, trying to convince herself that her "Plan B or C" she came up with after talking to Gypsy, or getting lectured by the Ravenclaw, wasn't completely idiotic and it would actually solve things simply. Wasn't madness doing the same thing again and again but expecting different results? She tried a logical talking, several times, something else was needed to solve the matter, obviously. Right? As her mind tried to rationalize the idiotic idea, she began to grow embarrassed and all her insecurities began creeping up all the more.
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