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 Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 12:25 pm
 CAMILLE CALDWELLFIRST YEARCamille raised her head as she heard Indala's reply. "Really" She commented, "I had thought for sure I would be the only student here who wasn't 'destined to follow in their family's footsteps'. That's nice to know..."Camille tucked her kitten back inside her cloak, smiling back at Indala. "Yes, Camille. It was my Grandmother's name." Her attention faded from the conversation as her eyes focused on the dark black abyss beneath them. She let her mind wander to all the rumors of monsters she had been told that would be lurking within the waters. "Yes...creepy..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 12:33 pm
 Alexander Greyson
1st Year "Also, me Ma told me where the kitchens are, and I think if you ask the house elves nicely, they can probably get you some Butterbeer. And she told me that there are a few passages out of the castle(Though she didn't tell me how to get into them). So there's plenty of ways for a first year to get some." Alex said, reassuringly. Inside, he was a little confused. Was Nott addicted to Butterbeer? Not really any of his business, either way.
He thought back to when he packed his stuff. Did he pack his magical radio? He hoped he did. "I've got a radio, but I'm not sure if I packed it. But I can have my dad send it to me if I didn't, or we could get the results from the Daily Prophet. But it would be better to actually hear the game as it happened, more fun that way."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 12:42 pm
"Well, I'm thinking a Galleon will be a fair enough bet." Then playfully adding. "I think I'll buy a truly fancy quill with my winnings. One that sings the glories of the Chudley Cannons. I use it whenever your around, Xander." Never one for a defeatist attitude.
Not that they made Quills like that. In reality if Nott did win that bet, he would have to keep that Galleon forever in memory of the Cannons triumph. His mother would probably want to frame it. Although the thought of enchanted Quills took his mind back to shopping. His mother's business had been doing excellent, which was the occasion for the extra and totally unnecessary expenditures the weekend before.
His trunk was positively bursting. In fact his father had to use a small space enlarging enchantment to get it all in there. Given that the new amount of space would have accommodated a broom he had snuck the old Nimbus 2000 inside....Which his father had promptly found and scolded him rather severely for. And his mother had found quite amusing. He sighed as he thought again how bitterly unfair it was that First Years were not permitted a broom.
Flying class was bound to be loads of fun. He knew that not everyone knew how to fly. Living with Muggles or amongst them had to be difficult and constricting for wizards, he didn't know how they managed. Nott had only seen Muggles a handful of times, mostly parents escorting their wizard children through Diagon Alley. Once they spent a weekend in London and stayed at the Leaky Cauldron. Nott had watched with utter fascination at the Muggles parading up and down the street outside. Their queer clothes and odd habits. His father was a little disgusted with his interest but stayed quiet.
"Bootleg butterbeer? That is the best news that I've heard since my letter."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 12:43 pm
  "I am excited about Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, Transfiguration, and Potions. I have already read a good portion on the subjects, I am excited to get some hands on learning." Ryn responded to her cousin. Looking around she noticed some people had gotten into the boats by themselves, and since she was the least bit shy she decided to yell out to a out to a few of them a couple docks down. "Hey we have a few more places open in this boat if you want to make the trip with us. No need to be shy." She said in the direction of a boy with messy black hair. 'Kaera wouldn't mind a few more people. We both need to make some new friends.'
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:02 pm
Alexander Greyson
1st Year 'Perfect.' Xander thought. He could afford a Galleon. "I accept your bet. One galleon on Puddlemere United to win against the Chudley Cannons. I'll wear all my Puddlemere United merchandise on that day."
He was excited, and the match was months away. 'Save the excitement, old boy, you're going to need it later' Alex thought to himself. He had packed his Puddlemere jersey, and the crazy Navy blue and Gold hat with flying broomsticks on it. He had also packed a couple posters, but he had left the team bedspread at home. That was a little embarrassing.
"God! This is taking forever and I'm hungry. Xander said to himself. Suddenly he remembered something.
"You guys still cold? Charlotte, you doing alright?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:21 pm
Mariella Cross
She placed a hand at her heart as though a shock.
"Oh thank goodness!" She praised that he might go to slytherin. "My family is filled with Slytherins it's rare that someone isn't a Slytherin." She looked over at him and smiled. She just slightly tilted her head. "Not that I really, really, really hate the Gryffindors but my family just has a very bad connection with them." She gave him a soft smile and giggled. She blushed a little more and smiled again. She kept grinning and twisted some of her hair. He seemed a bit nice, perhaps she could be friends and use him as a cover? She just amused herself with the thought.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:29 pm
  ❖Charlotte ❖ Victus ❖ Claremont❖ Charlotte just shook her head,sports fans are nuts, she could never understand the drive. It didn't seem logical to be that much of a fan to bet on which team you favor, but there they went agreeing on a bet based on it. This is going to be embarrassing when one of them loses, she thought as she tried to eyed the distance to the boat house. Smirking she said, "I might just buy the winner bootleg butterbeer...or simple do the Kitchen thing."At Xander question, she realized that all the talk might not have distracted her from the bubble of emotions. However it distract her from the cold. Shivering, she eyed the jumper that she had handed back to Xander before saying, "I'm cold...but it isn't as bad as it was before. This I presume has to do with having your jumper earlier and that the castle might be blocking the wind."Sighing, she rubbed her arms and shrugged at the same time. It wouldn't matter soon. If she had guessed the distance right, there was much separating them from the boathouse. If she remembered her reading right, after the boat house, came the stairs to the Entrance Courtyard and then finally the entrance hall itself...up the stairs and through a large set of double wood doors. "Even when the boats stop...we have a way to go. Stairs, the courtyard and beyond." ❖Current ❖ First ❖ Year❖
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:34 pm
♚Malcolm Dundas♚  Malcolm smiled softly, admiring the girl's beauty.
"My family is only connected to Slytherin and Ravenclaw." he sighed as he looked back to the castle, breathing on one of his golden curls.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:43 pm
Mariella Cross
She clapped her hands together happily.
"Oh! It's the same for my family!" She smiled happily and nodded her head. "My mother and sister were Ravenclaw. My father was a Slytherin and he hunted after my mother for the longest time!" She giggled.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:45 pm
lightdanger Moshe Yitzchaki Moshe shook his head at the girls request and motioned for her to seat anywhere on the boat. He paused when he realized that she had an odd accent. "My name is Moshe, I don't mind if you sit here." Having someone, anyone sit here was better then having to pull this boat alone. "By any chance would know how this works. I can't find the oars." Lyra Wynne | 1st Year; ___________ ~*~ The boy motioned for her to sit, and Lyra gave him a relieved smile. She sat down, re-arranged her skirt so it didn't brush the back of her knee awkwardly. She noticed the boy's pause, and sighed softly to herself. 'Is my accent really that noticeable?' she wondered. The boy introduced himself as Moshe, and Lyra nodded in response. "...and my name is Lyra." she replied. He asked her a question, she gave him a look of consternation. "I do know how to row, but don't the boats travel by magic, so they go on their own?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:51 pm
♚Malcolm Dundas♚♚Fist Year,Slytherin Pride♚ Malcolm nodded witha smile burning on his lips.
"My mother was in Ravenclaw, too, and my sister will be sorted in Ravenclaw, too, I believe. She's brilliant." he smiled softly, looking down at the water surrounding them as he recalled his sister, Adele.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:53 pm
] Moshe YitzchakiMoshe's mouth would have fallen open if he hadn't caught himself. These boats moved on their own. That was very strange. Resigned to it he muttered, "I guess, that magic for you..." He was loathed to say it, even think it. This was magic, and he was going to need learn about it, if only to be able to control what he already had. He wondered if it was obvious that he was not of a magical family. Many of what he heard around him seemed to be about magic and their family. He hoped that he would need to bring his family up again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 2:08 pm
Mariella Cross
She grinned.
"It's good that you can praise your sister." She grinned and leaned forward. "You're very nice." She smiled and slipped a little closer. "Would you mind if I sat a little closer? To offer a little bit of heat? Even if it builds character it'd be a shame if I was unable to go to classes." She grinned.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 2:43 pm
Lyra Wynne | 1st Year; ___________ ~*~ Lyra looked at the boy with a calm expression, perhaps he wasn't used to magic at all or it being used so much? She mentally shrugged, she wasn't going to ask Moshe of his magical inheritance, it was his business. Lyra decided she was going to make polite conversation with the boy. "So your name, what's it's orgin? I haven't heard of a name like that..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 2:58 pm
Moshe YitzchakiMoshe paused before replying. He had never thought his name was odd or unusual. "Moshe, well it is Biblical. He was the prophet who took the Israelites out of Egypt." Moshe readjusted his kippah. He really needed to do something with his hands, like hold a book or something.
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