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 Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 2:57 am
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ǀη тнє мσяηιηg Ɩιgнт Ɩєт му яσσтѕ тαкє fƖιgнт
Ɯαтcн мє fαƖƖ αвσνє Ɩιкє α νιcισυѕ ɗσνє
Ƭнєу ɗση'т ѕєє мє cσмє, ωнσ cαη вƖαмє тнєм?
Ƭнєу ηєνєя ѕєєм тσ cαтcн му єує вυт ǀ ηєνєя ωσηɗєяєɗ ωну
♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ǀ ωση'т fαƖƖ αѕƖєєρ ♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ xxxI αм...xxx xxxωнσ - ωнαт - ωнєяєxxx
With himself doing nothing at the Ravenclaw Table
xxxfєєƖιηgxxx
Not excited
xxxтнιηкιηgxxx
"Ugh, I do not want to go home..." ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬ Hєу уєαн, тιρтσє нιgнєя Hєу уєαн, ɗση'т Ɩєт 'єм кησω ωє'яє cσмιηg Hєу уєαн, тιρтσє нιgнєя Ƭαкє ѕσмє тιмє тσ ѕιммєя ɗσωη, кєєρ уσυя нєαɗ ɗσωη Ɩσω Hєу уєαн, тιρтσє нιgнєя ♬ ♪ ♬ ♪ ♬
Ƒяσм уσυя ѕƖαηтєɗ νιєω ѕєє тнє мσяηιηg ɗєω
Sιηк ιηтσ тнє ѕσιƖ, ωαтcн тнє ωαтєя вσιƖ
Ƭнєу ωση'т ѕєє мє яυη, ωнσ cαη вƖαмє тнєм?
Ƭнєу ηєνєя Ɩσσк тσ ѕєє мє fƖу, ѕσ ǀ ηєνєя нανє тσ Ɩιє
Avian could have sworn he heard flapping wings, until he looked up the ceiling. An ash-coloured owl was carrying a really small package flying towards him. The young first year's eyes reflected confusion, because he was pretty sure his family did not own a sooty owl. He wasn't also sure if his cousins owned any owls, so he had to assume they did not have one.
Avian stared at the owl, it looked really really cute in his perspective. Also, friendly, since of course it did not bite him at all. He looked as it sticked out its leg, clearly saying that it was a package. "Oh, uhm... thank you.." He gave the sooty owl a light pat on its head before opening the package.
He gasped and his grey eyes widened that it did not even look as stormy as it was supposed to be. "I cannot... believe it" He muttered as he held a really small guitar, then he picked up the letter and began reading it. As he read the pink handwriting of his cousin, he could not help but his face began to smile out of happiness. So Gypsy saved many sickles and galleons to give him a late holiday gift? That's so nice of her, and her fiance too! He grabbed a quill from his bag and a medium-sized parchment and began writing with enthusiasm and excitement, and happily rolled it and tied it to the owl's leg carefully. "You're a great owl, thanks" He said in a low voice, still grinning.
Going back to the guitar, he was pretty sure Gypsy put some mad charm in it to make it airmail-friendly. He pulled his Ash-made wand and distanced the guitar away from the table and said, "Finite!" And bam! The guitar went into its ideal size and, it got even better. The guitar was looking really great for him, and he could have sworn that he's going to enjoy playing it in school. He strummed the six strings one-by-one, he didn't know the tune yet so he'll try to study about it next school year, he supposed he should sneak and buy a guitar guidebook.
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ :: Out Of Character :: Open for Interaction ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 7:00 am
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Open the walls, play with your dolls!
We'll be the perfect family.
When you walk away is when we really play-
And you don't hear me when I say,
"Please wake up. Please look at me."
No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens...
Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen.
α и т ı g ø и e
¢ α š š ı ø ρ e ı α
ł ı ł ł α и т ı и e
яανeи¢łαω │ še¢øиđ чeαя │ ρυяeвłøøđ │ še¢øиđ вøяи
Anti was feeling like she'd just pulled off a successful murder. If this was how that felt; this whole growing sense of triumph thing- maybe she'd have to look into different career options. She would have laughed a little to herself about that joke if the idea of her even having a 'career' was not the laughable thing. She was lucky she wasn't arranged to marry anyone yet. Vander was, and, with all offense intended, Anti thought she was a lot more agreeable than her brother. That said, she was not about to even think of the subject too much around her parents. She still wasn't entirely convinced that her mother in fact, couldn't read her thoughts. But back to her triumph. She'd applied for her electives. Without consulting her parents. She'd just signed up for whatever she wanted and the whole thing was so freeing she'd started grinning like a loon while handing in her list. She'd gotten some strange looks over that, but didn't care. She was going to take the classes she wanted and they. Couldn't. Stop her. Well, technically they could, but she was sort of counting on that not happening with Cyrus having to get ready to attend Hogwarts this summer. Mother would be too preoccupied with her darling little boy to worry about it, and Father... sometimes she doubted he even remembered she existed.
Places, places, get in your places!
Throw on your dress, put on your doll faces!
I see things that nobody else sees...
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
Picture, picture, smile for the picture-
Pose with your brothers, won't you be a good sister?
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 7:11 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 12:45 pm
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Iñigo Albion-Alexandré
16|Sixth Year|Ravenclaw|Seer
"The best way to keep something bad from happening is to see it ahead of time..."
Iñigo walked into the Great Hall, having a generally okay year. It was...just normal really. He didn't do much at all...except for either hanging out with Lexine, or with her and Sybil at the same time. There was a few times that he saw and talked to Sybil at the Quidditch games too, which was quality bonding time, despite the quickness of the games during that year. As for friends...well, Iñigo didn't make any and just stayed with the normal few friends he had...Alice and Jasper, and Lexine...who was a given. There was Axel whom he figured was a friend but he hadn't heard from the boy in a little while. Then there was Eli, who was also a nice kid. He wasn't sure if they were friends or not, but he still thought of the kid well.
Sitting down in his usual spot, he looked around for a little bit, knowing that he had only one more year of this closure feast. He had talked a bit about it with Lexine, whom had shown concern about the point, but Iñigo wasn't too concerned that their time at Hogwarts was slowly coming to an end. It wasn't that he didn't care, rather, he couldn't let himself worry about it. If he worried about it, then he would just not do well. That's the lone reason why.
He kept aware of what was happening around him...just in case Lexine or Sybil came in to join him...or anyone else for that matter.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 1:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 8:38 pm
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Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ |❺| Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Pʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ |❺| Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Dani walked into the Great Hall, and drew in a deep breath. The term was over, and, more to the point, OWLs were over. Though she felt she did well, and her Head of House told she had little to be concerned about, she still was uneasy about not knowing the results until later into the summer. However this was a concern for another time; Dani was determined to enjoy the last night of the term with her friends, even if she was also a bit bummed that she wouldn't have another long soak in the prefect's bath for many weeks, or House Elves to make those wonderful blends of coffee for her.
Despite getting more sleep and eating better since completing her exams, and having her interview with Professor Harlowe, Dani still felt a bit spread thin. 'Like too little butter across too much bread,' as a certain Hobbit phrased it. She was pretty sure she'd dropped a few pounds in the course of her exam experience, as her clothes fit a bit more loose on her than she recalled. On the balance, she now had a direction to aim her life toward, and this was a good thing.
For the Feast, Dani dressed in a short red and gold tartan skirt, and a white dress shirt, over which was a black vest to which her Prefect's badge was pinned. Instead of having her hair in its usual braid, she wore it long and loose, flowing over her shoulders in a buttery cascade. Her hair reflected the feeling of freedom she was feeling, with the pressure to perform having been lifted.
Walking into the Great Hall, Dani looked around and saw it was already starting to fill up with other students. Glancing at her House table, she spotted Tanya already there, waiting for the feast to start. Dani knew she should go over there, as it was her duty as a Prefect to set an example for the other students, and also spend one last night with her dear friend, but she also had other folks she needed to see.
Dani spotted her boyfriend, and headed over toward the Ravenclaw Table. As he was there, head down on the table, Dani leaned over and hugged, placing the side of her head upon his back so she could hear his beating heart. "You scared me half to death last summer, Eli," she told him softly. "Please don't scare me like that again." She slid down onto the bench beside Eli, and smiled sweetly at him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 9:03 pm
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Tell me about the old days,
Another night at the Copper Coin
Dylan looked to his side as Benjamin took a seat beside him, smiling lightly. At least there was one friendly face around. Well.. Two, if you count Timothy. But he was preoccupied with Elliot. To be honest, Dylan had to admit that he was surprised Benjamin was here. He would've guessed that he'd be at the Gryffindor table with Arianna, seeing as they were dating now. Yes, of course he knew.. He was his best friend, and they were in the same dorm, for goodness sake. Even if they weren't friends, word got around quick in Hogwarts. Although he was glad that Benjamin hadn't decided to completely ditch him, if only for the fact that he hadn't seen Arianna around. "It was okay. A bit uneventful, you know? Congratulations on Arianna, by the way. I can't recall if I've already told you that yet. Anyway, how about your year?" He purposefully avoided the whole quidditch situation. While he was a bit disappointed that he had completely quit--and maybe even a bit mad at points--he understood as best he could. It was his decision, and who was Dylan to tell him otherwise?
OOC:
Tell me about the old days,
Put the sun into the sea.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 9:10 pm
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Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
Of what I really am
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Who am I with? Elliott, Timothy, the rest of the Ravenclaws
What am I doing? Sitting on Elliott
What am I thinking? So what am I doing this summer that will actually get me to pay off Kenneth faster?
What am I wearing? Fourth Year Uniform▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
Jesse walked over to the Ravenclaw table, completely bypassing the Slytherin one as he took a seat on his boyfriend's lap. Yes, on his lap. Jesse didn't think that Elliott would mind too much, and if he did, would probably shove him off onto the seat beside him if he really did mind. Besides, they survived end of term finals, and he could at least enjoy one more night being this close to his boyfriend before Kenneth decided that Jesse was a bad influence on Elliott. It was bound to happen, after all. Jesse just didn't get that lucky, after all. He'd had a good run of good luck, he was just waiting for the shoe to drop. When it did, he was probably going to be kidnapped by Paul again and have to endure what Paul decided was just punishment.
Turning to look at the two Ravenclaws at the table, he gave Elliott a quick peck on the lips before he waved at Timothy. He wasn't going to pretend to be proficient in sign language just yet. Granted, he had Benjamin and Elliott helping him learn, but it was still a work in progress. So instead of trying to figure out what all the finger wiggling was about this time, he wrapped an arm around Elliott and got comfortable. "Hey, Elliott, Timothy. Got any plans for the summer yet, or still working those out?"
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It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down,
Been to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream "Are we having fun yet?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 2:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 7:43 pm
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Dakota Elijah Vann
Ravenclaw Third Year
Half Blood - Future Writer
Grace Nicola Mitchell
Ravenclaw Second Year
Pure Blood ~ Youngest of Three
  Location: Great Hall - Ravenclaw Table
Dakota looked over to see if any of his friends were sitting at their respective tables. Not seeing anyone he took a seat at his own table, excited that he'd be free to write all he wanted when he got home for the summer. It wasn’t like he didn't write while at Hogwarts but there certainly was more time for it during the holidays.
Grace soon joined him equally as happy about heading home for the holidays. Not for the same reasons of course. No, she just wanted to get a head start on her electives for next year. "Hey Kota," she said brightly as she looked at the Gryffindor table. "Hey, she's not here yet." Dakota commented knowing she was looking for Leo. "You looking forward to the summer?" he asked her still chatty as ever.
"Um... yeah I guess. With the wedding it should be fun." Grace commented as she looked back at him. "How about you?" she asked him. "Oh you know like always, seeing mum's always nice. Though I guess I'll be going to the wedding to right." Dakota replied with a big smile. "So spill what electives are you taking?" he asked her as he spotted Leonette walk in. "Oh and there's Leo now." he added pointing at her as she entered the room.
Both Ravenclaws gave the Gryffindor a smile before Grace turned back to her cousin. "Electives let’s see... arithmancy, cooking with magic, study of ancient runes, both mythology classes, and of course muggle studies and wizard law." Grace replied with a smile. "Good selection, I took all of those aside from cooking and law. In other words you need help just ask me." Dakota said determined he'd help her out. "I'll keep that in mind."
Dakota
Status: Sure can't wait to get home.
Wearing: Ravenclaw Uniform
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Grace
Status: Happy despite the obvious...
Wearing: Ravenclaw Uniform
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With: Fellow Ravenclaws, Each other...
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 7:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 10:00 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ♥ јεṡṡε сαlṿεɾτ ♥ Looking Smart at the Ravenclaw Table with Timothy and Jesse xxxғeelιngxxx Calm xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ At least I'll be away from that bloody knight... ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
сøṃε ɾ ï ḋ ε ώïτh ṃε τ h ɾ ø υ ģ h τhε ṿεïṉṡ øƒ h ï ṡ τ ø ɾ ÿ x❃ ❃ ❃xxxxxxxxxxxx
ï'll ṡhøώ ÿøυ høώ ģøḋ ƒ α l l ṡ α ṡ l ε ε ρ øṉ τhε ј ø в x❃ ❃ ❃xxxxxxxxx
αṉḋ høώ ώε с α ṉ ώ ï ṉ ώhεṉ ƒ ø ø l ṡ сαṉ вε ќ ï ṉ ģ ṡ x❃ ❃ ❃xxxxxx
ḋøṉ'τ ώαṡτε ÿ ø υ ɾ τ ï ṃ ε øɾ τïṃε ώïll ώ α ṡ τ ε ÿ ø υ x❃ ❃ ❃xxx
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spaceBefore Elliott could even attempt to form a response to Timothy, Jesse did in fact join them, and apparently thought that his lap looked like a better place to sit than the chair next to him. The Ravenclaw huffed faintly, rolling his eyes at the Slytherin. "Jesse, mate, as nice as this is, you're significantly taller than me," he said, arching a brow. "It is somewhat difficult to converse with others from this position. Unless you're attempting to subtly inform me that I'm not supposed to be talking to anyone else?" Honestly, there were times he wouldn't put it past Jesse to be doing exactly that. The boy was sort of an attention whore. Or, maybe he just felt that way because ever since they'd started dating, it seemed like every time he turned around the guy was laying on him or something. Which Elliott didn't really mind so much, except that the reaction it caused could be somewhat inconvenient. But he had a feeling Jesse was perfectly aware of that, and enjoyed it, for some reason. Probably ego. Or amusement. Or both.
spaceStill, it could be noted that Elliott didn't bother to try and get Jesse to move. He wasn't lying when he'd said it was nice. He had no clue how exactly they'd ended up here, since he'd not really expected Jesse to say yes to going on a date with him, let alone snog him while on said date. But he wasn't complaining in the slightest. His only concern was that if they broke up, he would potentially lose the other boy as a friend, and that even in the best case scenario, things would be incredibly awkward between them for a while afterwards. Which, by his reasoning, that just meant that he needed to make sure they didn't break up. Unfortunately, he didn't know the first thing about keeping that from happening. It wasn't like that particular information could really be found in a book, after all, and he wasn't exactly good at learning by observing the real world. People skills were not his forte, not by a long shot. He'd just have to muddle through everything and make a note of whatever he'd done wrong whenever he messed up, so that he could be sure not to do it again. Of course, that required him knowing what it was he'd done in the first place... which might be asking a bit much.
spaceUnconsciously, his arms wrapped around his boyfriend's waist, hands resting on one hip, and he shrugged. "I'll mostly be trying to find ways to occupy my time that keep me far, far away from Ver and Kenneth. I have absolutely no desire to be drawn into the chaos of helping plan their undoubtedly ridiculous wedding," he said, shuddering faintly at the thought. He liked Ver, he really did, was incredibly happy she'd be his sister-in-law, but when she got emotional, it was a little dramatic. Okay, not a little. She was practically the lead in a Greek tragedy, the way she went on sometimes. He had a feeling that she was perfectly reasonable most of the time, but all it would take was one thing going even a little wrong to turn her into a weepy bridezilla. "I'm thinking... daily Knight Bus trips, to literally anywhere other than home," he snickered. "You'll have to come with. I'd feel bad abandoning you to their insanity."
spaceHm, wait, was he asking Jesse on another date? Or, several dates, actually. Well, wasn't that what he was supposed to do? That did mean that he'd probably have to be a little more considerate when choosing places to go, though. He doubted very much if the Slytherin would want to spend all day at the museum or library, every day. Which Elliott would be perfectly happy doing. What sort of date did you go on other than the movies? Lunch or dinner dates were probably not long enough. The beach, maybe? They had a pool at the estate, but the beach was probably very different, he reasoned... Would Jesse even- Wait. He was overthinking this. Okay. After they got home, he'd ask Jesse if he wanted to go to the beach. If yes, they'd do that. That was one 'date' taken care of. If no, they'd figure something else out. Simple.
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xxx❃ ❃ ❃x ṉø øṉε'ṡ ģøṉṉα τ α ќ ε ṃ ε α l ï ṿ ε
xxxxxx❃ ❃ ❃x τhε τ ï ṃ ε hαṡ сøṃε τø ṃ α ќ ε τ h ï ṉ ģ ṡ ɾ ï ģ h τ
xxxxxxxxx❃ ❃ ❃x ÿ ø υ αṉḋ ï ṃυṡτ ƒ ï ģ h τ ƒøɾ øυɾ ɾ ï ģ h τ ṡ
xxxxxxxxxxxx❃ ❃ ❃x ÿ ø υ αṉḋ ï ṃυṡτ ƒ ï ģ h τ τø ṡ υ ɾ ṿ ï ṿ ε
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 10:48 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 2:20 pm
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