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 Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 2:05 am
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Ezekiel
Conri-Dechering <6th Year> Mary
Fidelma
Conri-Dechering
<6th year><"American Girl" and Georgia Peach> "I missed you too," Mary said as Katya returned her hug. And, Katya being the courteous girl she was greeted Quinn warmly without a hug. Mary never could understand Quinn's reluctance for hugs when he grew up with a family of huggers and a church family that hugged just as much if not more. Maybe he was hugged out? "I remember him in the Prefects carriage," Mary answered Katya, "Maybe he was slowed down or something? I'm sure we'll see him soon." Mary liked Cian as a person and had to admit one of her closest friends did very good in finding a boyfriend that was the whole package. Well mostly, Cian didn't have the "tall" thing going for him, not that that trait was super important in the end. Mary and Quinn listened as Katya talked about her summer and Quinn noticed her pause when she said Father's family instead of Papa. So there was trouble in the Russian family again. Quinn could sense that Katya did not want questioned on it and he felt it was rude to do so anyways. Mary noticed the pause but did not dwell on it. Katya had her secrets when it came to her family and that was okay. It was not like Mary talked about how useless her mother was at being a mother because she couldn't handle the reality she had two children. Instead, her mother was too busy gallivanting in Boston living like she was without any family (except maybe once a year). Soon, Cian did make his appearance and Mary smiled largely at his appearance, finding it amusing that it was as if she summoned him. Quinn nodded politely in the Slytherin's direction. "Of course we don't mind," Mary said before joking, "even if you borrow one of my best friends all the time. Seriously, though, the more the merrier!"Time: Fall of 2045-2046 School Year
Location: Hogsmeade Station
{OoC: More the merrier!} |
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 3:44 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 4:50 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 8:30 pm
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Canaan Grey
Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ Twelve Years Old │ Single
The pup was excited and he stretched out as much as he could as he got a nice scritch, and then tried to lick Margaux's hand. Canaan chuckled, and replied, "Well, he's got some impressive paws he needs to grow into. By the way, he likes you." The young man found he needed to curb the pup's enthusiasm, as he could tell Connla would happily give Margaux a nice tongue-bath if he could. "You know, if you'd like, I could introduce you to my folks when we get back to London. They'd be happy to help you adopt a Wolfhound pup."
As the subject shifted to their respective summers, he said, "My Cousin Lynn and I went to the Festival too. We all went to the big Celtic Music Festival in Tramore, and that was a lot of fun. I got to jam with my Cousin Fi and her boyfriend and their band, which was pretty cool. Oh, and she took me shopping for my own broomstick. Also had time to get out in my garden and get some work done."
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2019 9:15 pm
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Katya Patrovna
Hufflepuff │ Sixth Year │ Sixteen Years Old │ Single
Art Club Captain
"I wish there was some way I could visit you guys over the summer, but the United States is so far away,," Katya lamented.
Katya listened to Cian speak of marshalling recruits for his Quidditch team, which reminded her of her seriously divided loyalties, especially when Slytherin would face Hufflepuff; after all, how could she root for or against either of the teams led by her boyfriend and by one of her dearest friends? "I've heard about the Festival, sounds like it was a lot of fun. We visited my cousins in Russia, and that was a lot of fun, and I visited my new brother and sister, Freddie and Katy, at my … uh, Father's house."
Her eyes lit up and she clutched the toy ferret Cian gave her close to her chest when he gave it to her, after kissing him once more and hugging him. "Thank you, Cian. I got something for you too while we were in St. Petersburg. I was going to give it to you at the feast, but..." She started rummaging in her school bag, taking care not to disturb Snezhok, whom was snoozing in a nest made from the extra sweater she'd stuck therein. She produced a gift bag with a Cyrillic logo stenciled upon it, and passed it off to Cian. Contained therein was a very nice man's sweater in a bright shade of green, as well as a boxed set of mechanical pencils, which she thought he'd appreciate for Art class. "I'm pretty sure it'll fit, and I know it'll keep you warm."
Taken by Cian Quinlan
 "Black clouds are behind me, I now can see ahead
Often I wonder why I try hoping for an end
Sorrow weighs my shoulders down
And trouble haunts my mind
But I know the present will not last
And tomorrow will be kinder
Tomorrow will be kinder
It's true, I've seen it before
A brighter day is coming my way"
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2019 6:02 am
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Quinn
Ezekiel
Conri-Dechering <6th Year> Mary
Fidelma
Conri-Dechering
<6th year><"American Girl" and Georgia Peach> Mary nodded understanding the need for the quidditch team. It was funny quidditch was a national sport that most claimed to love, but few seemed willing to try out. With Katya's lament, Mary smiled and said, "We're in the United Kingdom usually for a couple weeks. One or two with Dad and then one before school starts with my Aunt Sophie in Hogsmeade. Maybe we should try coordinating our schedules next summer?"Cian mentioned the festival and Quinn said, "We heard about the festival but we were still in the States with Grandma at that time."Mary nodded, "We should have scheduled going though. It sounded like a lot of fun. As for our summer though it was great. Right, Quincy?"Quinn sighed and said, "Sure..." He'd have rather spent the two weeks with their father being tortured. Though the stay with their father was torture for him in its own sense. He spent as much time locked in his room as he could. After some conversation, Cian and Katya shared a moment of gift exchange which Mary and Quinn respected by having their own small conversation which was regarding their summer. "What is up with the tone about our summer? It was good!" Mary said quietly. Quinn's hair flashed a bit orange and red for a moment and then changed to a light blue before settling to its ordinary brown, "I... you know how Dad and I get along," Quinn answered. "He's not bad. He has been trying really hard. Better than mom," Mary answered. "Sure, but better than mom doesn't take much," Quinn said. "Don't worry about it, 'kay?"
Mary sighed and looked back to Cian and Katya and said, "Should we go get a carriage?"
Time: Fall of 2045-2046 School Year
Location: Hogsmeade Station
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2019 6:14 am
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Posted: Thu May 02, 2019 7:55 pm
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Canaan Grey
Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ Twelve Years Old │ Single
Canaan was a little surprised when Margaux jumped back to avoid being licked, and listened as she explained why she wasn't of a mind to adopt a pup of her own. The last thing he wanted would be for Margaux or her family to be in the unenviable position of having more dog than they could reasonably handle. His folks were affiliated with a couple Muggle associations which rescued Wolfhounds from such situations, and he didn't want to cause one himself. "I can understand that," he answered reasonably, wanting to put her at ease. "If you change your mind, the offer stands. "
As the subject turned to Quidditch, he smiled, and he said, "Oh, yes. I've been a student of the game for as long as I can remember, and this year I think I've got a real shot of getting to play in a real game. Are you trying out? I'm guessing Slytherin graduated a number of players last term too." He really liked the idea of Margaux rooting for him at the games, it would be nice having a friend in the stands encouraging him. Of course, if she were on the Slytherin team, he would do the same for Margaux.
When she asked him about what he was doing in his garden, it was his turn to be a little embarrassed. "Unfortunately, Mother Grey won't let me work with more dangerous plants or the magical ones, but I was able to grow some very nice roses over the summer. It's nice having something to show for all the work I put in. So what about your hobbies?"
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Posted: Sat May 04, 2019 3:42 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2019 11:58 am
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☁ Nimbus Eemeli Siddall ☁ + ☢ Moira Louise Payne ☢
Pureblood | Parselmouth | Unsorted First Year | Eleven Years Old
Halfblood | Seer | Unsorted First Year | Eleven Years Old
» September 2046 » Hogsmeade Station » With: Other Students
» Nim's Status: "This might not be terrible." » Moira's Status: "Where's Wren?" ═════════════════════════════════════════════
The excitement of Hogwarts hadn’t really set in for Nimbus just yet. The day had gone on about as well as he would have expected, Aria insisting he not leave and clinging to her big brother until their father instructed her to stop such childish behavior, and then curt words for Nim. Listen to your professors. Don’t cause trouble. Sort into Ravenclaw and make friends with the right sort. Most importantly, do not go off announcing that you talk to serpents. We have to maintain our family's reputation--yadda, yadda, yadda. Same s**t, different day. If anything, he was happy to go to school just to get away from the old man and his suffocating lectures, even if it did mean occasionally having to deal with stupid Wren. Yet again, more of the same s**t.
It was only when Nimbus had stepped foot onto the platform in the cool evening air that his new life over the next year truly set in. The castle off in the distance was beautiful, and suddenly he was looking just a little forward to exploring its depths. On the other hand, such a large building would certainly have a lot of people, and Nim… Really wasn’t looking forward to dealing with that. It seemed like the sort of place that would be difficult to fly solo. That in itself was a problem.
Keeping with the group of students, Nim was ripped from his thoughts when he had heard a strangely familiar voice. “Oh! There you are, Nimbus.”
Nimbus turned, surprised to see one of his former classmates approaching him. “Moira? You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re a witch?”
“But of course,” Moira clasped her fingers together, “Did you think I was lying when I said I was magic? Really, Nim, why ever would I lie about such a serious matter?”
Nimbus rubbed the back of his neck, an embarrassed blush dusting his cheeks.“I thought it was some kind of joke…?” He frowned as the girl tsk’d at him. “Sorry.”
Moira sighed, feigning disappointment in the boy. “If you had just believed me, we might have found each other sooner. It would have been nice to have sat together. I wanted you to meet my friend—we met one foretold afternoon over the Summer and it’s been a whirlwind friendship ever since.” The girl paused, as if she had just noticed something was missing. Taking a quick look around, she realized what had gone wrong. “Oh, no. I must have wondered off again…” She certainly hoped Wren would spot her in the crowd.
Nim crossed his arms, a hand hiding his mouth as he snickered. It was typical she would manage to wonder off so quickly. If there weren’t so many students about, he was positive Moira would find herself lost in the woods in no time. “Maybe that friend of yours should get you a compass, as often as you get lost. Oh, or maybe some kind of tracker!”
“Hm… You might just be on to something there…”
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2019 2:14 pm
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Jordan Scheer
Fifteen Years Old - Fifth Year - Hufflepuff - Reserve Chaser
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Jordan had invited Hailey to ride the train with him and his friends since she was nervous about not knowing anybody. He remembered how he had felt when he was a first year, and how grateful he had been that Cassidy accompanied him. Now, he felt like he owed that to his sister. After arriving at Hogsmeade Station, however, he had left his sister on the platform where there rest of the first years were assembling, told her to “Relax and listen, and everything’ll be okay,” then left to catch a carriage with his mates. It wasn’t like she didn’t know this was coming – Jordan had very well explained to her that only the first year take the boats up to the castle. Part of him hoped she’d make Hufflepuff, but part of him doubted she would. In fact, he always thought she had a little bit of Slytherin blood in her.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
When you see my f a c e, I hope it gives you hell
When you w a l k my way, I hope it gives you hell
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2019 4:47 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Hogsmeade Platform
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Students
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Preparing for the Boats
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Why can't I just cut through the trees?
Aspen had spent the day at home, rather than riding the train from London. Why? She didn't see the point. Why would she leave, go elsewhere, just to come back several hours later? Instead, she finished packing things (though she was lucky because anything forgotten could be brought pretty quickly from home). Once it got close to time for the train to arrive Aspen braided her long hair, then tied it up into a bun. Looking into the mirror by her bed, she added a few flowers into the 'do. After she got it where she wanted it, the girl grabbed her trunk and followed her dad and twin over to the platform.
Once there, Aspen looked at the train as it pulled in. She watched as people started crowding off. Of course, having a professor for a dad (and an auntie), the brunette knew the evening's plans. She was most unhappy about the boat ride, given her sensitive stomach. Maybe she could sneak around through the forest or ride the carriages with the older kids. Either was a far better option than the boats.
Hᴇʏ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ, ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ, sᴏᴀᴋɪɴ' ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ʟɪꜰᴇ I ᴡᴀs ʀᴀɪsᴇᴅ ɪɴ
Rᴜɴɴɪɴ' ʙᴀʀᴇꜰᴏᴏᴛ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴀ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴘᴏɴʏᴛᴀɪʟ ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴ', I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴛᴛᴏɴ ᴅʀᴇss ʜᴀɴɢɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴍʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀs ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ. I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴇᴇᴋᴇɴᴅ
Pᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴛᴏᴇs, ʙᴏᴜɢʜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ʟɪᴘ ɢʟᴏss. ɴᴏ ʀᴏsᴇ, ɴᴏ ᴅᴀɪsʏ, ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ɢᴏᴛ
I'ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡʜᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴜɴ, ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ, ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2019 5:09 pm
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  Yukon Knolle Unsorted First Year
▬▬"Potatoes have Skin. I have Skin."▬▬
Yukon watched as Jass tried to befriend anyone on the train, it was great. Yukon liked this kid, and as they were joined by other students, Yukon laughed and had a great time. If only the train wasn't moving, and all was on solid ground, that would be ideal.At least the train did not fly. When they jumped off Yukon sighed with relief, solid ground. That ended all too soon, when Jass asked where they should go, "Ugh, Ma said they would take first years to the castle by boats, so wherever that is. Why can't we go via solid ground, would it really be so hard to walk there. Walking would be better than taking a boat." It wasn't that Yukon got motion sickness, but his roots on the ground were always better. "I hope they have mashed potatoes at the feast. I would love some of my family's potatoes right now."
▬▬"Therefore, I must be a potato."▬▬
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Where & Who: Jass at the station
Thinking about: Why can't we just be at Hogwarts Alread
Wearing: School robes
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