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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 9:14 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ ṡïṉģlε ✖ Looking Smart at the Ravenclaw Table with his Housemates xxxғeelιngxxx Calm xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ Same old, same old... ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
ḋø ÿøυ hαṿε τhε τ ï ṃ ε τø l ï ṡ τ ε ṉ τø ṃε ώ h ï ṉ ε x❃ ❃ ❃xxxxxxxxxxxx
αвøυτ ṉ ø τ h ï ṉ ģ αṉḋ ε ṿ ε ɾ ÿ τ h ï ṉ ģ αll ατ øṉсε? x❃ ❃ ❃xxxxxxxxx
ï αṃ øṉε øƒ τhøṡε ṃ ε l ø ḋ ɾ α ṃ α τ ï с ƒøølṡ x❃ ❃ ❃xxxxxx
ṉ ε υ ɾ ø τ ï с τø τhε в ø ṉ ε, ṉø ḋ ø υ в τ αвøυτ ïτ x❃ ❃ ❃xxx
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spaceElliott had taken a seat at the Ravenclaw table with the rest of the older student, though unlike many of them, he had a book in hand. Perhaps it was bad manners or showed a lack of house pride or something, but he simply didn't care to watch the sorting. Whenever the others at his own table would start to cheer, he would look up and clap for a second, but his gaze always returned to his book. It wasn't just any book, after all, it was ye another on the intricacies of mind magic. Elliott had decided that he was absolutely going to pursue this path. It was far too fascinating to ignore, and besides that, he relished the challenge. It wouldn't be easy, he knew, but then, few things worth achieving ever were. He couldn't officially study the art until his sixth year, which his brother had insisted was quite a long ways off, but in reality, three years wasn't that long at all. And he wanted to be prepared, which meant he needed to get in as much study now as he possibly could. Hopefully, by the time he got to the lesson proper, he would have the theory down pat.
spaceA flash of movement caught the third year's attention, and he looked up, arching a brow at the pale-haired girl who was now seated across from him, one of the newly-sorted first years. She wasn't looking at him at all, didn't seem to even notice him, so he resolved that he wasn't obligated to interact with her. It wasn't as though he were a prefect, after all, so he wasn't required to speak with the first years unless they spoke to him first. Unconsciously, he lifted his book higher, as if to shield his face from her gaze and avoid attracting her attention. He did this often when he was reading and found himself suddenly not alone; it was the best he could do to give off the vibe that he didn't wish to be disturbed. He barely even realized he was doing it sometimes, and others, like now, not at all. Well, it wasn't as though he could sit with a pair of earphones in and listen to music, which was a shame, because it would've been significantly more effective, drowning out sound as well as presenting that he quite obviously didn't want to talk. No such luck, though, not with the amount of magic in the air.
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xxx❃ ❃ ❃x ṡøṃετïṃεṡ ï ģ ï ṿ ε ṃ ÿ ṡ ε l ƒ τhε с ɾ ε ε ρ ṡ
xxxxxx❃ ❃ ❃x ṡøṃετïṃεṡ ṃÿ ṃ ï ṉ ḋ ρ l α ÿ ṡ τ ɾ ï с ќ ṡ øṉ ṃε
xxxxxxxxx❃ ❃ ❃x ïτ αll ќ ε ε ρ ṡ α ḋ ḋ ï ṉ ģ υ ρ
xxxxxxxxxxxx❃ ❃ ❃x ï τ h ï ṉ ќ ï'ṃ с ɾ α с ќ ï ṉ ģ υ ρ
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 9:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 9:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 10:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 10:27 pm
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✧Wearing ✧Where am I~Ravenclaw Table ✧What am I doing~Conversing ✧Who amd I with~The boy in front of me ✧Why~I was curious
Ｅｉｒａ was finding herself, much to her consternation, stuck remembering the third formula for Transfiguration and decided that possibly taking a break from her memorization would help in the long run. She she came back to the present to see that her eyes had been focused but unfocused on the table and looked upwards to see an older boy reading a book right in front of his face. She wondered if he needed classes for him to be reading it so close. She knew she did. Her mother had given her a pair of readers for the school year and made a promise that they would get a full exam in the winter so she would have glasses by the summer. Or something to that effect. To be honest, she stopped listening after "glasses." She didn't have a problem with needing corrective lenses, if anything she was slightly excited about improving her vision if it meant she could get more reading done, Her attention, however, was quickly taken from his odd habits of reading to the book itself. Legilimency? What was that? The girl could just write it down for later but she didn't have any paper or writing utensils on her and she was sure that with the excitement of classes tomorrow that she would surely forget such an obscure word. So that just mean she'd actually have to talk to someone. She felt a slight shiver run down her spine. "E-excuse me sir. What is L-legilimency? I-I've never heard of it and it seems l-like very obscure magic." Eira asked her eyes bright with the excitement of learning about new magic. It was why she had come to Hogwarts was it not?
I, I'll get by
I, I'll survive
When the world's crashing down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I, I won't cry |
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 10:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 10:57 pm
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Dylan
Burgamy
Ravenclaw │ Third Year │ 13 Years Old │ Single
Dylan turned his head down to read the note before nodding and tapping the tips of his fingers against the wooden table. "That doesn't sound too bad. Did you have fun?" He wondered what the book store was really like, since he never spent too much time in there unless he was buying books for school. He had to rack his brain for a moment to remember, since he had signed up for his desired ones hurriedly, so as not to miss the deadline and be royally screwed in the coming year. "Well, I signed up for Cursebreaking, Mythology, Study of Ancient Runes, Advanced Flying II, and Divination, among a couple others. What about you?" He felt that Timothy may have already told him at the end of the year feast the previous year, although over the course of three months anyone would've forgotten, and in any case it seemed like an appropriate response.
OOC:
What: Conversation!
Where: Ravenclaw table
With: Timothy and others |
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 9:02 am
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I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?
❝Timothy shrugged again not really knowing if his definition of fun could match Dylan's. "A bit I guess. All I pretty much did was keep him out of bigger trouble and helped out a bit in the store." he answered with a wry grin. Benjamin would always find trouble, no doubt about that, but he liked to think that he could at least keep his friend out of the life endangering kind (which his friend argued was the most exciting, crazy idiot). Hearing his list of electives he beamed hearing a bunch of classes that the two of them would be taking together. "Great! We're taking some of the same classes! I'm taking Ancient Studies, Arithmancy, Advanced Flying II, Cursebreaking, Mythology, Study of Ancient Runes, Wandless Magic Practice, and World Studies." he scribbled out for his friend. ❞
Smile and grin at the change all around [wearing]
Pick up my guitar and play [Great Hall~Ravenclaw Table]
Just like yesterday [Dylan]
Then I'll get on my knees and pray [Conversing]
We don't get fooled again [ooc] |
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 10:33 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 12:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 12:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 12:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 4:36 pm
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 David Sinclair Avery
[Ravenclaw] Formerly: David Sinclair League
Named Heir of the Avery Family
6th Year Ravenclaw Prefect
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Born: December 25, 2012
Dating Leonette Mitchell Properly><2028-2029 School Year>
"You probably paid attention in the class itself more than I did, to be honest," David had answered Leonette, "not that my OWL scores in the class were unsatisfactory. But, I did read the textbook. As for there being problems with that idea, there are problems with any idea that involves change."
And he had merely raised a brow when Leonette shook her head about him claiming Grace and Cathy were rebellious. David was sure he was correct on his assessment of both girls but wasn't going to bother arguing on it. Besides, it was always nice to assume your younger sisters were always agreeable and didn't have a stubborn streak a mile wide. After getting into the carriage as they headed to the castle he chuckled as Leo pointed out he was the most notorious for the behavior about losing points and getting detention and said, "Ah, I knew there was a student like that, that sounded awfully familiar..."
He was still laughing as he entered the Great Hall and took a seat at the Ravenclaw table.knowing Leo would follow. He supposed that was one of the advantages of Leo not being a prefect-though David always reasoned she'd have made a much better prefect than him, not that Tanya was an awful Gryffindor prefect-she wasn't obliged to sit with her housemates. Granted, Jeremy Long was a prefect for Slytherin and lived in the Ravenclaw tower half the time because of his girlfriend.
He glanced down the table to catch sight of that particular girlfriend who seemed to be attempting to consul a first year who had been sorted into Ravenclaw and didn't seem particularly happy. David sighed and glanced back to Leonette, his good humor draining mostly and he said, "Wasn't her name Lillantine? Wendy went to the Yule Ball with the heir of the family... it's one of those old Slytherin families if I remember correctly... yeah, I doubt Gypsy will be much use on that one..." He shook his head, deciding at this point not to get involved. Besides, even if your family was all Slytherin it wasn't like Ravenclaw was that horrid of a house to be in-especially if you were a girl-it could be excusable. It wasn't like Hufflepuff or heaven forbid Gryffindor. Not that David could talk considering his sister or who he dated, but then again he wasn't exactly the perfect heir for a family that constantly got Slytherin.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 8:39 pm
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