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 Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 11:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 11:34 pm
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ʻHer bone structure screamsʼ
ʻTouch her! Touch her!ʼ
ʻAnd she's got the curse of curvesʼ
She waited for the students to get off the train. The station always started out so quite and still. It was getting dark and the air was chill. It always calmed her before the bustle started and she had a group of first years at her heels. The train could be seen from far off, blaring its whistle and pushing out steam. Once they started poring into the station she called out to the first years,"First years come with me! First years over here!" Kat check to make sure all the new students in plain black robes gathered about. She loved to see their faces when they arrived for the first time ever. Hogwarts is an amazing place and as she recalled you never forger your first train ride over, putting on your robes for the first time and meeting other young witches and wizards, some for the first time ever."Second years and up get a move on, you know where to go! First years follow me!" She yelled and turned and headed towards the lake. A short path took them to the lakeside, with her checking to make sure they followed.
ʻI want someone provocative and talkativeʼ
ʻBut it's so hard when you're shallow as a showerʼ
ʻAnd from what I've heard with skin you'll winʼ
((O.O.C.~ please post moving here)) |
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Intellectual Shapeshifter
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 11:47 pm
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 Unsorted 🌱 First YearCatharine gave a start at the pressure on her shoulder, then let out a breath when she realized it was David. Letting out a sigh, she tried to relax, but she wasn't sure it worked. Ignoring that, she glanced to where he had nodded and proved correct when a lady stepped out and began calling for them. She raised her eyebrows, slightly impressed as he's clear attentiveness. "Well, don't tell anyone else, but I was planning on finding the hairiest beast in the woods and skinning them to line my cloak with," she joked than shook her head, "I don't know really. Hope the wind isn't coming off the water when I come out? I've never been good with cold. Perhaps it's also my nerves. Probably should have accepted Claire's offer of chocolate frogs, my stomach's in knots." She glanced around for a moment then wondered where Leo had gone off to. Then gave herself a mental shake. It didn't matter since they'd all end up in the same place. [{to Lake! apparently...}]
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 12:01 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 12:03 am
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I d i s a p p r o v e of what you say....
fallenfallenthekinghasfallen / cryingcryingashelaydying / oncetwiceandthricetheysang / hispitifulohhispooryoungmajesty / weepweepweepohweep / weepyepeopleforyourking
♚ Kasdeja de Assi ♚
1st Year, _________
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✖✖- - -Upon disembarking the Hogwarts Express- - -briefly, Kasdeja thought it was a marvelous piece of work- - - the redhead looked round the station, robes properly donned and straightened, his wand twirling absently between his fingers as he searched for someone to follow. A raised female voice caught his attention and turning to the left, he spied a tall, blonde woman- - - and a very attractive woman, at that- - - being tailed by a few others who looked around his age. Raising a brow, he strode closer, and catching a few words of the 'first years' sort, decided to follow her as she walked away. Tucking a lock of flyaway hair behind his ear, he sped up to make up for the distance and tagged along with the group a little bit behind.
- - - exit to The Lake - - -
.... but I will d e f e n d to my D E A T H your right to say it.
seehiscrownwhereitsadlylays / hescreameduntiltheendofhisdays / hiseyeswideopenhisheadtohang / fatedtodeathbeforehewasgrown / weepweepweepohweep / yourking
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 5:09 am
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The Lovely Ice Queen~
█R U N E☬☬ S Y B I L
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█She sits in her corner, singing herself to sleep~
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄ █Wrapped in all of the promises that no-one seems to keep
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█She no longer cries to herself, no tears left to wash away~
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█Just diaries of empty pages, feelings gone astray~.
But she will sing~! Till everything BURNS~ xxxxxxxx
xxxxxxOne's Lust for Knowledge is never satiated.
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Rune all but staggered off the train, looking greener than any human being had the right to be, the train ride had not been merciful to her, though thankfully she had enough motion sickness pills to get her through the journey without vomiting all over the seat. Rune had barely found her feet when a young, blonde woman beckoned them over to her. Rune kept her trap shut, if she had opened her mouth at that point she would have had a torrent of foul language spew from her lips. Using a hand rail to more or less prop herself up for a few moments, she took some time to get a shaky second wind back. She honestly debated not following them for a while long till her stomach fully settled, but the thought of being left behind so soon would more than likely strike a chord with whomever was in charge of this place… then there was always the possibility of not having another means to get to Hogwarts after it had left. She might as well just get back on the vomit-comet Hogwarts Express and go back home.
Rune had some less than pleasant things to say about her experience so far, but she decided to keep up anyway and see if this whole thing was going to be worth this misery and unpleasant start to her experience thus far.
House of: Thoughts: ...oh for the love of.... Feelings: emotion_puke Theme music: Ice runs in my veins
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█While everyone SCREAMS.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█Burning their lies, burning my dreams
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█All of this hate, all of this pain
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❄█I’ll burn it all down while my anger reins
((wow this is going a little faster than I expected, >.< My sincere apologies to Miss Shabatha if she is still trying to keep up with me. I'm not ignoring you love, I promise.
Off to the Lake, I guess...))
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 8:51 am
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Make me WHOLE again, open your EYES
TAUNTED by the SHADOW of your lie
Cold and far AWAY like you're not even MINE
Undo EVERYTHING and TAKE me HIGHER, never BELIEVING what they say
'Cause I'm COUNTING the DAYS
To MEET you on the OTHER side
I will ALWAYS be WAITING
Mood: Lonely
Thoughts: I feel like I'm intruding on everyone else...
Company: None
Location: Hogsmeade Station
N E W L Y N | T A R A | V A S S
H U F F L E P U F F | B L O O D T R A I T O R | F I F T H Y E A R 
Newlyn waved to her sister, who looked like she was going to be ill, as she went off with the other first years, and then groaned. She'd had to sit with Elsie on the train because the poor girl was too overwhelmed with the whole thing, and it had been rather dull. But she really couldn't blame Elsie, because she had never been around so many children her own age in her entire life, and that had to be intimidating. She stood in the crowd, looking through the faces, feeling lost. That was strange. Why should she feel lost? She was fifteen years old. She'd been going to this school since she was eleven. She knew people. She had friends. But she felt as if she was an outsider looking in on everyone else's happy little lives. It made her feel hollow and empty.
The more SYMPATHY you GIVE, the LESS you NEED
Until the DAY that I see YOU on the other side
COME and take me HOME
I'm not giving IN, I WANT you back
Holding together the SHARDS of our PAST Stole my HEART away, I can't LET you go
Break these CHAINS, and let me FLY to you
High ABOVE the world BELOW
OVER and over in my MIND |
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 9:13 am
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ஐ Pureblood ஐ Fifth Year ஐ Single ஐ
ஐSo after all this ҭเ๓є you're still so ๒ℓเи∂!ஐ
ஐThought I was ұ๏ยгร You must have gone and ℓøรҭyour ๓เи∂!ஐ
ஐI ҭøøк it all there's иøҭђเиﻮ left to ҭคкє!ஐ
Michelle stepped off the train as silent as ever. She ran fingers through short white hair and almost sighed. A storm had been an understatement. She had felt like something bad was coming, but it had been more like a hurricane or the apocalypse than a simple storm.
Victoria was dead, Melody in an orphanage, Tay and Ronyo... she wasn't even going to get into that, and Vincent was missing. She hissed in annoyance and slid through the crowd like a ghost. People seemed to move out of her way like she wasn't even really there. Silver eyes ghosted over all the happy faces and she forced the sneer off of her face. They didn't understand what life had in store for them.
After she had returned from the orphanage and her and Jonathan had dealt with the body and authorities and all that, Michelle had gone to the bathroom, taken a knife and sliced off all of her long white hair. It now hung unevenly around her face. She wasn't really sure why she did it, she just needed a change. Silently she slithered through the people until she reached the carriages. As she did, she felt the gentle landing of Volare on her shoulder and reached pale fingers up to stroke the phoenix. "What do you suppose we have in store for us this year?"
ஐNothing's ςђคиﻮє∂, another day has ﻮøиєஐ
ஐFull of ℓเєร, I only told you what you ฬคиҭஐ
ஐYou've hit the ฬคใใ, and I canҭєℓℓஐ
ஐCause your ﻮเνเиﻮ in to ұøยг weakness иøฬஐ
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 10:30 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 10:53 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 12:42 pm
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Miles stepped off the train, already looking around to see if he could find a carriage to take him up to the castle. Third year, and so far, he was sure that he was going to laze around through this one too. Then again, he had met his old nemesis, books, and he was certain it would crop up again. At least that was his thought. Everyone else probably liked the idea of schoolwork. Didn't mean that he did. Spying the carriages, he made his way forward, intent on grabbing one before he was stuck at the platform for the feast. Yeah, that would be a bad thing, missing the food.
Music makes the people come together
Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel.
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Location: Hogsmeade Station
Thinking: Man, school again...
OOC: ...
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 1:37 pm
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  Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Hogsmade Station [Wearing: Uniform] Company: Miles McLellan
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And here's to meeting new people.
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Ronna quickly reached the carriages, she spotted Victor who was still sporting pink hair which she was kind of glad of, it showed a fighting spirit. She would have said something to him but he was speaking to a seventh year in his house. She climbed onto a carriage, joining a red haired blue eyed boy that looked like he wanted to nab a carriage quickly and she decided it was a good idea. And, like she had thought before after last years boatride anyone wouldn't be bad. Of course, generally nothing scared her-besides wasps and bees, she had been stung really bad as a kid- so even though she was a bit shy she could do conversation with strangers.
"Hey," She said to Miles as she sat down across from him. "You're probably an upperclassman. I'm Veronica Kiss or Ronna a second year from Gryffindor... so we do carriages as upperclassmen?" She glanced over at front and saw nothing pulling them and thought it was odd but accepted it as magic and returned her attention to Miles. She held her smile.
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 1:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 4:12 pm
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Adalaide is...spacespacespacespaceCURRENTLY // Looking Studious in Locationspace
CURRENTLY // single // fancying // loving Chrisspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Michellespacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Pensivespacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'Let's hope we can go at least one year without a disaster...' spacespac❀ ❀ ❀ "Is this the last of our haunting?"
She says as she floats like an angel. ❀ ❀ ❀═════════════════════════════════════════════════
Adalaide was right on the heels of the white-haired Slytherin, her normally bright expression rather dull. Things hadn't felt right at home with Melody gone and Victoria... she couldn't even think of it. The funeral had been nice, but it'd all felt so wrong, so very, very wrong. And she still wasn't entirely sure she forgave Michelle for taking Melody away. In her head, she knew that her friend had done it to protect the little girl, but the fact remained that Melody was as much her sister as she was Michelle's. Vincent had adopted the Slytherin; the Blythes were supposed to adopt Melody. They were family. And Michelle had taken Melody from that. The girl's mother was dead; she should at least be raised in a home with people who would love her. But, Michelle was right. Vincent would know she was there. He would come for her. And Adalaide didn't want anything to happen to her parents, or to her little brother. If Melody was safe... perhaps it was better this way, at least for now. She couldn't say, honestly. But no matter how logical it was, it felt wrong.
Adalaide sighed, Dracula curled around her neck and Mina poking her head out from her robe pocket. She reached one hand up to scratch under the black cat's chin, the other going to pet the sandy one behind her ears. She looked around, not really caring to hunt anyone down. She was in a somber mood tonight. It was a rather uncomfortable feeling for the normally chipper Hufflepuff. She supposed that talking to Nell or Marina or someone would get her in a better mood... but really she felt like, if she spoke to them, she'd end up faking happy, which she was not any good at. It was a toss up, really, on whether or not they'd actually manage to perk her up... she sighed again, giving her head a light shake. She heard Michelle's question, presumably posed to the Phoenix, not her friend. Still, Ada felt obliged to respond. "Well, last Summer was the Masquerade of Death, last term everyone was falling asleep for no apparent reason, and this Summer... you think we'll get to go a year without some awful catastrophe?" Her tone was somewhat light, but it was an honest question... or perhaps a prayer to whatever Gods there were that things would go well. She'd love it if, for at least one year, things could be nice. Normal. Safe. She didn't like this feeling of floundering, of fearing for the next shadow to jump out at her. At least she'd have Chris to keep her sane; her thoughts drifted to his birthday gift to her. It'd been a real surprise to find it in the mailbox the morning after his visit. An incredibly welcome one, once he'd let her know what it was. What was special about it. She had a feeling she'd be spending a lot of sleepless nights writing back and forth to him. Not that she would complain; she'd dropped the classes she had trouble with. Her last two years should be fairly easy. Right?
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❀ ❀ ❀ You will never know until you let me go;
I'm hoping this will never end. ❀ ❀ ❀
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