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 Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 1:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 4:34 pm
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Archades "Archie" Montague
Firstie - Ravenclaw House
The young redhead chuckled and took a few bites of his dinner as he listened to Rebecca.
"Well, even if we had grown up in the same suburb I rarely left my home, so the chance of meeting would have been negligible anyway, I'm sorry."
Archades blinked and turned his gaze to the spirit sitting a few paces down from him, and frowned in concentration.
"Is there truly no kind of food that you can partake of Ma'am?" That seemed like an insult to the young boy - for all of these spirits to hang around for so long and have to watch as who-knows-how many hundreds of students pass by, eating and enjoying the pleasures of life when they couldn't. And that in all of the years, no student had tried to figure out a spell, potion, enchantment or whatever to allow them to try just seemed...like a continuously wasted opportunity, and gift. So surely, surely that wasn't true?
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 5:06 pm
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First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Artsy
Love Interest: --none--
 
Location: __Ravenclaw Table, Great Hall __
Mood: __Relaxed and Happy __
Thoughts: __ - - - __
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~*~*~*~*
Smiling back at Abi, Cœur nodded at the other girl. "Thank you, and I don't mind." She speared some roasted potatoes with her fork, continuing to eat in a dainty manner. Listening to Abigail's response, she thought about her summer. How was her summer?
As she pondered about the break, she heard the girl ask about her summer, and still did not know what to say. She inspected her food before coming up with a response. "It was nice...I mean, my family spent a lot of time on the east coast on the shore. I think it was like a parting gift or something, spending time with them since I won't see them until the break."
Suddenly, the necklace felt heavier around her neck. ...until the break.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 5:44 pm
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Aster Owena Cardell - 1st Year; Ravenclaw
  "Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder, is there a spell that I'm under, keeping me from seeing the real thing?"Aster's eyes widen briefly in surprise as two children started to brawl, they were brutal, efficent, and they clearly had some drama going on... The girl destested violence, but still, she watched them worried. It seemed way more intense then the few she saw at her father's parties. She withheld a gasp as one of the fighter's head was smacked against a table. Since her attention was elsewhere, she had failed to notice her friend's protective move; covering her from possible danger. A rather large man left from the adult table and made his way to the two, breaking them apart. He had been rather rough in the way he did so too... Still, she let out a sigh of relief. Who knows what damage could of be done of they went on, to the other, and the room. The grey-haired girl let a small but happy sigh as food appeared, she was famished. Aster picked up a clean napkin and placed it on her lap carefully, covering the grey school uniform skirt she wore. After lifting a piece of Red Velvet Cake onto her plate and taking a bite, she withheld a groan. It was delicious, better than the stuff she had at home, and that was saying something. She had professional chiefs cook for her every day. Archie and Rebecca were conversing, so she stayed out of the talk. Letting the two bond closer. Without her in the way, it would happen quicker. Lavender eyes flickered around the room and while she ate. Aster was waiting for bed time, she planned to spend the night reading, going over the textbooks she wasn't allowed to at Cardell residence. |
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 6:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 6:18 pm
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&&&&&
First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Artsy
Love Interest: --none--
Location: __Ravenclaw Table, Great Hall __
Mood: __100% excited __
Thoughts: __We're off to see the Tower!__
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~*~*~*~*
Eyes twinkling with amusement, the girl checked around her to make sure she did not drop or loose anything. Making sure the pendant was safely around her neck, she stood up from the Ravenclaw table, walking towards the Head of her House. Speaking of the devil...
Cœur reached Professor Swan, now completely awake. She was thrilled that soon, she would arrive at the Ravenclaw tower. One of her older siblings was in Ravenclaw, and over the summer, the two of them would talk about Hogwarts, and the others would join in, as well. Smiling softly at the memories, she waited for her housemates to join her.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 6:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 5:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 10:49 pm
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Sissy wiped her eyes and gathered herself. What could she do now? There was no point in crying. She knew this. It was just so hard not to. It was always like this, she didn't cry all that often, but when she did it was only behind closed doors. That was just the way she was raised. Be strong Sissy, she said to herself, I can do this. I can be this. Just like mother was. I know I can be just as strong as she was, and so much more. She continued to listen as the rest of her newly titled peers were sorted. Just then, food of all different kinds appeared right before her eyes. Sissy heard about this from a few of the older Ravenclaws sitting by complaining about the sorting taking too long and how awful their stomach was growling. Her favorite, pot roast appeared out of thin air right in front of her eyes. She grabbed her spoon and quickly but gently ate all of her soup. It tasted fantastic, it was almost just like her grandmother made on winter evenings after a long day. Once she was done eating all she could desire, she heard the woman who sorted each student introduce herself. In a few more moments, the same woman, Professor Swan, called all the Ravenclaws to the Common Room. Sissy still hadn't spoke to anyone very much, only a few words hear and there. But now that she'd be living with a bunch of other people her age, surely it was going to happen. She rose, along with the other Ravenclaws, and followed Professor Swan to the Common Room, whatever that might be.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 6:20 pm
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These songs in my head: I wonder how he'll react? Hopefully he doesn't turn red around the first years
Oh what turbulent emotions: Content to a point, exicted, curious
The spirits that stand with me: the other students
This place was wonderous and perfect at once to him. The high arched ceiling hidden behind the magicked sky. Part of him wished to do that to his own bedroom ceiling. He'd have to look into that. Xenos's robes moved softly around him, the fabric's soft ruslting lost in the din. A shiny badge hung from the front of it marking him as a new Prefect. An honor he couldn't wait to tell his father. He was curious to know though who from the other house's got it. 'Probably Tamara, if I know her. Can't think of a soul in Slytherin.' Xenos thought to himself as he sat down. Crossing one leg over the other, the albino rested his chin in one upturned hand. Some of his snowy hair fell into his face but he didn't mind. He was looking for something.
Back at the station he had heard Dante call to him, but the crowd prevented him for getting to him. So the albino had slipped Dante's long time friend a note for him. A smile crossed his face at the thought. He couldn't wait to see his boyfriend alone for the first time in a while. Looking for the familiar mop of dark hair on that proud head across the hall, Xenos's crimsion eyes didnt' waver an inch. "Come out, come out where ever you are." He said softly a light chuckle leaving him.
In you and I, there's a new land...
My sanctuary, my sanctuary....
Where fears and lies melt away....
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