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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 8:14 am
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I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river, and it made me complete Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
cadence bea gregory halfblood │ gryffindor │ second year
Cady wrinkled her nose. "No' a fan of mass transit, ya know. Only redeemin' quality is the candy. Which I ate... way too much of," she sighed dramatically, rubbing her stomach. It wasn't that bad, but she definitely couldn't go whole-hog at the feast tonight. Haha. Hog. Hogsmeade Station. Hogwarts. She snickered to herself softly, squinting through the dim evening at faces in the crowd. "Firstie, firstie, firstie... fifth year, ew... Lemme know if ya see anyone we know. Or you know. I'm no' picky." She was on the lookout for Elisa, but she didn't want to just say, 'Oh, even though I'm with you I'm also looking for my best friend, who you might think I like better, who I do like better, but only because we're best friends and share a dorm and I kind of just met you for real today'. Anyhoo she felt like that might be insensitive, so she kept her big mouth shut about that. They'd exhausted, she was pretty sure, all talk of their summers on the train. "You takin' advanced flyin', Sher? I think I'm gonna try ou' this year."
So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 8:17 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 10:04 am
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I'll do whatever I've got to Ain't no limit to the things I do 'Cause I will fight for my survival. It may be by the skin of my teeth I may have to steal like a thief But I will fight for my survival, yeah
M A D O C R H Y D D E R C H W A R L O W gryffindor │ third year │ halfblood
Mad wandered towards the carriages, pointedly avoiding where he'd seen Treva scurry off to. Probably to find her stupid boyfriend. Mad didn't have any real grudge against Garnet, aside from the fact that he was dating his sister, but he didn't get what Treva found so intriguing about the guy. His most interesting episode had been beating Peter Whyte to a bloody pulp, and everyone wanted to do that to Peter Whyte anyways. Not for the first time, he wished he had someone to look for in the crowd, but he was starting his first year, and while he got along alright with his dorm-mates, that was mostly contingent on not talking to them.
At least none of them were particularly obnoxious, aside from maybe Barry when he talked about video games. He shoved his hands into his pockets, staring moodily at the ground, and hissed in annoyance when he stumbled into a short blond kid. The kid turned around indignantly, and he realized it was a boy from his year, a Slytherin. He forgot the name, something French. "Excuse you," said the blond kid, archly, raising an eyebrow like he thought he was funny.
said Mad immediately, with a scowl. "Watch where you're going." The kid said something in French, and whatever it was, judging by his triumphant look, it had been a pretty good comeback. Mad flushed slightly. "Just get out of my way."
"I'm trying to get a carriage," snapped Froggy. "And my name is Claude. Claude Noel." He said the last part like someone should recognize it. Mad did not, and said as much.
"No one gives a s**t."
Claude rolled his eyes dramatically, and stalked off in the direction of the carriages. Mad should have walked away, but after a moment, reluctantly followed.
I will overcome, and I refuse to run I'm gonna fight for my survival, yeah I've come too far to stop now I'll make it through and I don't care how So make no mistake, my friend We both know how this will end
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 10:19 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 11:10 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 12:49 pm
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Danny Strickland
Continuing to walk along the path set for him, he took in as much of the sights as he could, his hands dug deep into his pockets to stop them from visibly nervously fidgeting. He didn't want to be seen as that bloke who shook around on his first day. He could feel his heart pounding against his chest, and it almost felt like it was going to burst out and run away if it didn't slow down. Couple that with the butterflies in his stomach, and he was a nervous wreck. Inhaling deeply and then exhaling slowly, he caught his breath, focusing on the task at hand just before he felt a tap on his shoulder.
Turning around to face the mysterious hand, he noticed it belonged to one of his classmates--not one that he knew, of course. He was a bit caught off guard by the sudden introduction, a few moments passing before he slipped his hand into the other's and shook it. "Sorry, caught me off guard there. I'm Danny. Strickland. It's nice to meet you, Yancy." He was tempted to make a joke about how close his name sounded to being "Nancy" but he didn't really want to offend the first potential friend he had met so far.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 6:42 pm
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I saw you walking with hope in the moment Your starry eyes mending hearts that are broken But this is not what you’d think I’d be into I guess it’s all much too easy to cut through You might think I’m crazy, lost in the good old days been Too fast for all who chase me; I’m lost to rhymes that made me
𝚕𝚢𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛 muggleborn fifth year │ hufflepuff prefect │ chaser
Liddie shuffled off the train, eyes firmly trained on the ground. At least the prefects meeting had given her the excuse to not have to talk to anyone, but now she was surrounded by her classmates. She felt paralyzed; they'd all knew about her and Mark, and she was certain someone, somewhere, knew what had happened over the summer. If it ever got out she'd just die. She'd be mortified. No one could ever, ever know. She was just telling people she and Mark had broken up, and that was all. It was bad enough they all probably thought she was trashy and a complete moron. Anyone could have seen that Mark only had one goal in mind, and like the idiot she was, she'd just given it to him. She was pathetic, and she'd deserved most of it anyways. Even if she never wanted to see him again. Thank God he'd dropped out. Trying to maintain her composure, she moved towards the carriages, hoping no one asked her for help or anything. She didn't even want the stupid prefect badge.
This is the daughter of love running wild We are the children that play on the other side But here I am holding cards that will show you My aching heart’s all too easy to cut through You give it up then you give it away Your golden girl waits another day
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 6:59 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Hogsmeade Platform xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Aria, First Years xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Preparing for School xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I don't know about the boats...
Awstin was watching people, still a bit shaken by the large crowds. Surely if this many people went to school he'd eventually be good at handling them all... Or maybe he'd always be freaked out. Either way. He was waiting for the First Year students to be pulled away when a very familiar voice spoke beside him. Aria! He blushed as she apologized for overwhelming him, and then something strange happened. He smiled. It was little (and a bit forced) but it was indeed there. Suddenly, a very large man called for all the First years, and as Awstin was about to point him out, Aria did the same. She offered her arm and he looked at it for a second, then with a deep inhale, he linked his arm through hers. He'd seen some of the fancy Ministry people his dad was friends with lead their wives that way... though he was pretty sure Aria wasn't quite that friendly with him. "I do believe you're right. Though, I'm not too sure how I feel in taking a boat..." He walked with her over to the man, then he gently pulled his arm away, tucking his hands into his pockets.
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ I ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ? Dᴏ I ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛs ʙʟɪɴᴅʟʏ? Dᴏ I ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs? Aɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴅᴇɴɪɴɢ? Dᴏ I sɪᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴅ-ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ? Dᴏ I ᴛʀᴜsᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ꜰᴏᴏʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴘʜᴏɴɪɴᴇss, ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ I ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏɴᴇʟɪɴᴇss? Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ sᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴ, I ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇs ʙᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ I ᴘᴜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ꜰᴀᴄ̧ᴀᴅᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʙʏ ᴍʏsᴇʟꜰ
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 8:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 9:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 9:23 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 11:27 am
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( Muggleborn ■ Seventh Year Hufflepuff ■ Headboy ■ Team Captain & Beater ) ↫xxxx Wεερ иσт ƒσя яσαdѕ υитяανεlεd ωεερ иσт ƒσя ραтнѕ lεƒт αlσиε 'Cαυѕε вεчσиd ενεяч вεиd ιѕ α lσиg вlιиdιиg εиd Iт'ѕ тнε ωσяѕт кιиd σƒ ραιи I'νε киσωи Gινε υρ чσυя нεαят lεƒт вяσкεи αиd lεт тнαт мιѕтαкε ραѕѕ σи
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Ivar stepped out of the train, admittedly finding the job of being a Head Boy as something exhausting. Maybe this was one of the times that he was happy that he never got prefect, especially when he has Quidditch Captain duties to attend with. His partner was Reyna, which was something he was very proud of being his best friend. The new prefects weren't bad, but that was at least how he perceived it. He was however worried for Julius, given that his brother was... ugh. He'll be praying that it won't end up with bloody murder. On the other hand, he has to pick who will get to be a vice captain for this year and he has one person in mind: Candace. Sure, yeah, Ivar was aware that she could be a little bit clumsy, but it was the dedication that counts. Also, she was a really great chaser so why not? Luckily, she was right there with Kimberly while made Ivar's vice captain hunt easier. He jogged to Candace and Kimberly's direction and waved at them saying, "Hi Candace and Kimberly, how's it going?" Then, he added, "I was uh, I was going to say something important, especially to Candace. Though I think Kimberly can hear the news, too." He smiled enthusiastically, clearly indicating that it's good news.
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'Cαυѕε тнε lσνε тнαт чσυ lσѕт ωαѕи'т ωσятн ωнαт ιт cσѕт Aиd ιи тιмε чσυ'll вε glαd ιт'ѕ gσиε Wεερ иσт ƒσя яσαdѕ υитяανεlεd, ωεερ иσт ƒσя ѕιgнтѕ υиѕεεи Mαч чσυя lσνε иενεя εиd αиd ιƒ чσυ иεεd α ƒяιεиd- Tнεяε'ѕ α ѕεαт нεяε αlσиgѕιdε мε
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ wнeɴ - Autumn 2039 ↫xx wнere - Hogsmeade Station ↫xxxx wιтн - Kimberly and Candace ↫xxxxxx
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