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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 8:55 pm
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✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ☾Headmistress ☽ ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖
♡ιηαяι εvεяηιgнт♡
мσσ∂ ---& {Surprised}
❝I'm just a bad girl, that's why we get along❞
❝Won't make excuses for anything I'm doing wrong❞
❝I'll pull the trigger in a flash❞
Inari listened to the announcer as she watched the game. She was always a fan of the sport even though she didn't play herself. She did her best not to show favor to one side of the other, cheering when ever a point was scored for either side. She was surprised when someone addressed her, looking up at the man who spoke."Oh my, Icarus! It's been a while, what brings you back to our fair school?" She rose to greet him in a hug before inquiring about his visit.
❝Watch out honey, step back❞
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 9:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 5:25 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 1:13 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 1:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 8:32 pm
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•†• I c a r u sx ( ★ ) x S k y l a r •†• "The truest characters of ignorance are vanity, and pride and arrogance”
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Icarus smiled coolly. Some things never changed, and that smile hadn't. Not for years. His hair was shorter than he had ever had it, and he had aged well, if he did say so himself. Even with three kids, he still managed to keep most of his hair on his head. He returned her hug wholeheartedly and grinned, announcing his intentions, "I'm here looking for potential Professional Quidditch players for our team. We need more players,"
Clearing his throat, Icarus sat down beside where the Headmistress was sitting, watching the game intently. He made mental notes in his head as to who was who, who played what, and what played well. The announcer helped Icarus learn the names quickly, and his eyes darted this way and that as he followed Quaffle, Bludger, and, sometimes, the Snitch. He was no Seeker, so he only caught glimpses of it before it disappeared from his eyes.
He directed his yellow eyes briefly to Inari, "So, how does a fellow Slytherin get to be Headmistress, hm?" Icarus raised his eyebrow. He was glad to see a responsible Slytherin in charge of the castle.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 9:25 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 7:09 pm
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I'm not afraid of anything I just need to know that I can breathe I don't need much of anything But suddenly, suddenly
I am small and the world is big All around me is fast moving Surrounded by so many things But suddenly, suddenly
Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia ⒽawthornDating Dhylan Nolynn | Hufflepuff | Halfblood Beater | Quidditch Vice Captain | Third YearWould you comfort me? Would you cry with me?▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀Climbing the stairs of the Quidditch stands, Heather pulled her jacket tighter around her body. It was rather chilly for a match today, but that never stopped the players from, well, playing. Today was Slytherin versus Gryffindor, and she was decked out in maroon and gold to support Remy and Romy. She didn't know if Romy would play today, since he was a reserve. Nonetheless, she would watch the game. It was her favorite pass time during the season. Seeing a familiar ebony-haired student, she sat down next to her friend. "Hey, Chase. Come to watch your brother play, I'm guessing." she said, putting her hands in her pockets and turning to watch the players come out onto the field. This was a legendary match between legendary rivals, and she knew it would be great before it even started. Wearing{OOC:}▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀
I'm young, and I am free But I get tired, and I get weak I get lost, and I can't sleep But suddenly, suddenly
How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel?
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 9:11 pm
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I'm not afraid of anything I just need to know that I can breathe I don't need much of anything But suddenly, suddenly
I am small and the world is big All around me is fast moving Surrounded by so many things But suddenly, suddenly
Ⓗeather Ⓢtevia ⒽawthornDating Dhylan Nolynn | Hufflepuff | Halfblood Beater | Quidditch Vice Captain | Third YearWould you comfort me? Would you cry with me?▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀Heather listened as Chase seemed to rant on and on. It made her smile, and she chuckled a little. "Well, we do get nervous. Never know what will happen out there. And as for Sun, like I always say, a good Beater wins the game, while a great Beater has the battle scars to prove it. See?" she said, pointing at her knees. Her left one was completely normal, while her right one was slightly bulged in one spot. After the nurse had healed it, her knee still had a spot from where the bludger had collided with it. "And I don't mind the rambling. I do that sometimes too. Just means there's no awkward silences." she added. Once in a blue moon, she would speak in class, and when she did, she would most likely ramble. It was a habit she was trying to break. Wearing{OOC:}▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀
I'm young, and I am free But I get tired, and I get weak I get lost, and I can't sleep But suddenly, suddenly
How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel, to be different from me? Are we the same? How does it feel?
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 10:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 8:16 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 8:56 am
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