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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:13 pm
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Loch and Ein "My mom was a Ravenclaw when she was here too, and all of her side of the family," Einri rambled, "and my da was a Slytherin, and all of his family, with exception of a few, were Slytherin also. Me and Loch are kinda the first in our family to be in something other than Ravenclaw and Slytherin." He shuffled. "Being a Hufflepuff actually isn't so bad, I can't wait for Quidditch though. Me, Loch, and Caelia, our little sister, love Quidditch. Do you play?" he asked hopefully.
Einri Farren-First Year HufflepuffLochlainn Farren-First Year Gryffindor
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:24 pm
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Loch and Ein "Yeah, kinda. I have friend/neighbor in Slytherin, ever hear of Scorpius Malfoy? His manor is right next to our Manor. Manor to Manor." Ein joked, "Quiddtich is an awesome sport!" he exclaimed, "You will probably learn it along the way, or in flying class, but it is wonderful, flying on brooms." he stared dreamily into space. He coughed, blushed, and resumed his explanation. "Qudditch has four balls, 2 bludgers, like cannons zooming to knock you off your broom, a quaffle, to catcha and pass and score, and a snitch, used as the game winning ball. Three chasers pass and catch and score with the Quaffle, two beaters hit the bludgers with bats at opponents, and the seeker catches the snitch to win 250 points. It is sounds more difficult than it actually is."
Einri Farren-First Year HufflepuffLochlainn Farren-First Year Gryffindor
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 5:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 1:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 1:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 2:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:10 pm
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THE VELVET COUNTESS FORMERLY SLYTHERIN
The Velvet Countess floated down the grand staircase, fingertips just gliding over where she knew she should feel the banister. Eyelids fluttering shut, she imagined that she could hear her lightly padding footsteps. Around a corner, down a hallway, through a door. Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap. She looked for nothing, found nothing. She sought no feeling, felt nothing. Only the cold night on her ethereal skin, the cold night passing through her. Her long, once crimson dress inches above the ground, but still… Swish, swish, swish. Up a staircase, through a door, down a hallway.
No one noticed her. She was just another ghost, just another lost soul.
No one knew that she had once been somebody.
No one knew she once had a name; air to fill her lungs.
OOC; I'm thinking interaction between Hildy and the Countess might be fun?
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:44 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 7:59 am
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So you wanna call me the devils' advocate But you don't even know the half of it I was raised to believe in miracles My life is so cold
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Several days had gone by since Belle had crossed paths with the two second years, Jane Doyle and Allen Rhoddes, but it hadn’t made this new directive any less difficult than it had seemed from the very first day. She wasn’t sure how to feel about what she was doing, or why she was even doing it, all she knew was that her family needed her help. Time and time again, Belle had been subjected to the talk of bankruptcy, a taboo in her household, and time and time again, she had heard the bellowing distraught of her father in his attempts to save the family name. And now, now it was her turn. The enticing number of galleons that William Dante the Third had offered her had been too much to resist, and so, she found herself bending to his every will, just to make ends meet. She wondered what her father would say if he knew what she had sacrificed for him.
The charmed note in her hand held a heavy burden within its petite leaflet package, and as she hurried up the stairs from the dungeons, she dropped the note without a pause and hurried away from it, hoping to go by unseen. The iconic script of Jane and Allen could be easily noticed upon the parchment that she had left behind, hoping that, the right person would find it.
Quote: Jane, are you alright?I’m fine, reallyJane, you can tell me,I feel like I’m being left behind. Phi won’t talk to me, and Colt and Ron are always so busy, sometimes I wish they would just leave me alone instead of treating me like thisSo why don’t you talk to them?I tried, but they don’t listen. They don’t even care.That can’t be true, what do you mean?Well, Ron and Phi are always so busy reading together in the library, and Colt, is just, Colt, he’s not the type of person to talk about my feelings with. I don’t even think he likes me that muchYou’ll never know if you don’t talk to them Jane, and you can’t fix it if you don’t try.I don’t want to try! I just wish they’d get in trouble for their stupid little club so they can stop acting all.. weird.
Location: Staircases with Lady Desires: Control Troubles: Money
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Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 8:05 pm
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яεġrετ┃ηστнιηġ ♦ ғεαя┃ησ σηε ♦ ταkε prιdε ιη┃εvεяyτнιηġColton stomped up the stairs, both fists clenched tight, on his way up to the Gryffindor common room. Despite everything that had happened with Tay, his mind still demanded on the topic of Ronyo and Phi. He couldn't tear it off the topic, and images of that kiss in the hospital wing replayed in front of his eyes continuously as he rose up the grand staircase. As much as he tried to focus on the important matters, his heart just wouldn't let him. But perhaps that was a positive thing. He had promised Tay that if anything had happened to Phinelia, he would take care of him as soon as time would allow. At least this way he would keep from being expelled from Hogwarts so close to the end of the year.
As he continued up each story of the school, he soon spotted a small, white...something...sitting on a step of the stairs up above him. He used that small distraction to take his mind off of the unwanted. His gray eyes zoomed in on the item, which became more and more clear as he moved towards it, until he could finally make out a folded piece of parchment. When he eventually closed the distance between he and the paper, he froze in the center of the staircase to kneel down and pick it up. Unfolding the parchment, his eyes rapidly identified it as a note between two students - judging by the differences in ink color and penmanship. However, it wasn't until he had a chance to spot his own name that his hands began to shake just as furiously as they had in the hospital wing.
So Jane had noticed it, too. He wasn't alone in his suspicions - Ronyo and Phi were hanging out behind his back - in secret. And Jane... Poor Jane... Even with this flood of anger, Colton was able to feel sympathy for the girl. This past year, they had all been so busy focusing on the evils of the school and their tiring classes, and he with his personal hardships over his past, that none of them had given much attention to Jane. She was intended to be the final piece to their puzzle, the fourth man to put an end to their so-called "Wonder Trio." Not only had they all agreed, but it was evident. Not only was she a Hufflepuff, but she had been there with them from the start - from the moment they had all met on the boat up to the castle during the start of their first year. Unfortunately, they had all been concentrating so much on their own business that they had been neglecting one of their closest friends.
With a frown, Colton folded the note back up and shoved it into his robe pocket. He planned to give it to Ronyo the next time he saw him, as if it would be his way of telling him what was wrong. Deep down, he also wanted Ron and Phi to know how Jane was feeling. To know that she needed to be reassured before they lost her for good. Nodding his head, he continued up the stairs while making a mental note to pay more attention to Jane. After all, he would have a lot of free time as long as he planned to ignore his other friends, and he also didn't want to be "just, Colt."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 6:27 pm
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