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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2015 8:01 pm
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I'm gonna be released from behind these lines... And I don't care whether I live or die. And I'm losing blood, I'm gonna leave my bones- And I don't want your heart; it leaves me cold. I don't want your future; I don't need your past! One bright moment is all I ask! I'm gonna leave my body; moving up to higher ground... I'm gonna lose my mind; history keeps pulling me down!
D I A N T H A S I Â N W A R L O W ravenclaw │ first year │ halfblood
Di didn't think there would have been much of a conversation had the bright and lively Caty not appeared. It was hard not to know Caty's name; she certainly spoke about a mile a minute, but then again, so did Di when you really got her going. "Of course not," she said once she was done processing everything the Slytherin had blurted out. The only thing that really struck her about Caty was that while she was a Slytherin, Di wasn't really sure why. Caty seemed more.... bubbly and sociable then cunning or persuasive, but then again, maybe those qualities were what made her so cunning and persuasive. She felt a bit awkward; Chessie and Caty were obviously already friends, but she appreciated that they were trying to include her in the conversation despite not really knowing her. They could have just as easily ignored her presence entirely. "I like DADA and Transfiguration," she said somewhat distractedly, eyes on the sky. "And History of Magic." The Ravenclaw lapsed into silence, eyes widening at the action going on in the sky. Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were viciously duking it out in the sky, and while Di had only been to one professional quidditch match before, when she was much younger, she knew both teams had to be playing their hardest. She cringed as one girl, a beater for Hufflepuff, missed a bludger and it slammed into her, knocking her out. She could see why Chessie was concerned; it didn't seem implausible that a seeker might be next. "They're really going all out," she agreed, struggling to keep her tone mild.
I don't need a husband, don't need no wife... And I don't need the day, I don't need the night! And I don't need the birds, let them fly away- And I don't want the clouds, they never seem to stay. I don't want no future; I don't need no past! One bright moment is all I ask! I'm gonna leave my body; moving up to higher ground... I'm gonna lose my mind; history keeps pulling me down!
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2015 1:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 2:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 6:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 1:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 2:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 4:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 5:49 pm
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I'm gonna be released from behind these lines... And I don't care whether I live or die. And I'm losing blood, I'm gonna leave my bones- And I don't want your heart; it leaves me cold. I don't want your future; I don't need your past! One bright moment is all I ask! I'm gonna leave my body; moving up to higher ground... I'm gonna lose my mind; history keeps pulling me down!
D I A N T H A S I Â N W A R L O W ravenclaw │ first year │ halfblood
Di did not particularly like the cold. Then again, she didn't like the heat much either; autumn was her favorite season, when she could wear all the sweaters and boots she wanted. But she'd been to all the other games, so she figured she might as well go to this one, even if it was snowing. She should have worn a hat, but that would have made her hair all staticky. At least she had on gloves. She huddled into her jacket and peered up at the pitch through her binoculars. Unfortunately, they kept getting clouded up with snow. You just couldn't win this weather. Maybe it'd would lighten up as the game went on.
I don't need a husband, don't need no wife... And I don't need the day, I don't need the night! And I don't need the birds, let them fly away- And I don't want the clouds, they never seem to stay. I don't want no future; I don't need no past! One bright moment is all I ask! I'm gonna leave my body; moving up to higher ground... I'm gonna lose my mind; history keeps pulling me down!
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 6:17 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ ṡïṉģlε ✖ Looking Spastic at The Stands with Di and Brandon xxxғeelιngxxx Excited xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ Quidditch is weeeeeird. ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
ɾεχ ṃαɾќṡlεÿ ώαṡ α τ ï ṉ ќ ε ɾ ε ɾ , ↞ ↞ ↞xxxxxxxxxxxx αṉ εṉģïṉεεɾ ε χ τ ɾ α ø ɾ ḋ ï ṉ α ï ɾ ε ↞ ↞ ↞xxxxxxxxx hε ṃαḋε συïсќ-ɾεløαḋïṉģ ģ α ḋ ģ ε τ ṡ ṡø hε сøυlḋ ↞ ↞ ↞xxxxxx ƒ ï ɾ ε ṉøṉ-ṡτøρ ώïτh ρ α ṉ α с h ε αṉḋ ƒ l α ï ɾ ↞ ↞ ↞xxx ═════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
spaceColin grinned ear to ear as he made his way up into the stands, for once not minding the snow one bit. He typically preferred warmer weather, but the first year was excited enough about going to watch a Quidditch game that he wasn't really bothered this time. He was just considering where to sit when he noticed one of his housemates already in the stands, sitting by herself. The Ravenclaw glanced over his shoulder at Brandon, gesturing towards her. "Hey, that's Diantha, let's go sit with her," he chirped, and then started towards the girl. "Di! Hey! Um, this is Brandon, have you guys met yet?" he asked, pointing to the Gryffindor boy as he settled in next to her. Logically, he knew that the two probably at least had some clue who the other was, they did share lessons and all, but that didn't mean they'd ever spoken at all. Besides... Brandon had trouble with names. "Oh, uh. Hope you don't mind us sitting with you, we can move if you'd like." His expression turned a bit sheepish. He hadn't considered until just that moment that Di might not want company at the moment, which was ridiculous, since he was fairly introverted himself. Not shy, not in the least bit, but people did wear him out and he liked having time to himself. Still... if she wanted to be alone, she was sitting in a rather odd spot for it. Smack in the middle of everything, best seats in the stands... Hopefully she didn't mind, then. He wouldn't want to've bothered her, after all.
╚═════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx↠ ↠ ↠ τhε ṃαṉ ώαṡ α l ε ģ ε ṉ ḋ αṉḋ hεɾø τ h ɾ ø υ ģ h αṉḋ τ h ɾ ø υ ģ h xxxxxx↠ ↠ ↠ αṉḋ ɾεχ ώαṡ α ƒ ɾ ï ε ṉ ḋ τø τhε в α τ τ ε ɾ ε ḋ αṉḋ τhε в ɾ υ ï ṡ ε ḋ xxxxxxxxx↠ ↠ ↠ hε hαḋ ṡεεṉ α løτ øƒ ώ ø ṉ ḋ ε ɾ ṃ ε ṉ τ ṡ ïṉ hïṡ ģ l ø ɾ ÿ ḋ α ÿ ṡ xxxxxxxxxxxx↠ ↠ ↠ αṉḋ hε ḋ ï ε ḋ αṉ ø l ḋ ṃ α ṉ αløṉε øṉ τhε ρ ɾ α ï ɾ ï ε τhεÿ ṡ α ÿ
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 7:37 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ Sιηgℓє ✖ Looking Awesome at the Game with Lynn and Minnie xxxғeelιngxxx Happy xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ How awful would it be to cheer for Slytherin? ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
thєч'rє gσnnα c l є α n u p чσur lσσks wíth αll thє l í є s ín thє в σ σ k s ❊ ❊ ❊xxxxxxxxxxxx tσ mαkє α c í t í z є n σut σf ч σ u ❊ ❊ ❊xxxxxxxxx вєcαusє thєч s l є є p wíth α g u n αnd kєєp αn є ч є σn чσu, s σ n ❊ ❊ ❊xxxxxx sσ thєч c α n w α t c h αll thє t h í n g s чσu dσ ❊ ❊ ❊xxx ═════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
spaceJazzy wasn't particularly enthused about this Quidditch game, to be honest. Not that she didn't enjoy Quidditch, obviously she did, or she wouldn't be on her house team. But this particular game was between the two teams that currently both had a win under their belt. Jazzy was still sad that Gryffindor had lost the game against Hufflepuff, especially since it had seriously hurt their chances of winning the cup. Lynn and Minnie were both here to cheer for their brother, and she was totally with them! Except not really, at all. The Hufflepuff team had scored two goals in the game against Gryffindor, and Slytherin had scored none against Ravenclaw. If Slytherin won this game, and Gryffindor managed to win against both them and Ravenclaw, Gryffindor could still take the cup, even if Hufflepuff won its last game; they'd beat them by chaser goals, since they'd scored three in that same game. She'd cheer for Hufflepuff, sure, because she was a good friend, and she liked Zeph well enough anyway, but in her head... well, she was lucky neither of her friends were Legilimens. The Gryffindor plopped down onto a seat and got comfy, wrapping her cloak tighter around her. "Ugh, I hope this clears up before we play Slytherin," she said, nose crinkled. Jazzy wasn't a cold weather person. Actually, she despised cold weather. She preferred moderate to tropical climates, thanks very much, and she knew she did for a fact, considering how much travelling she'd done over the years. This snow nonsense was unacceptable. If not for both Minnie and Lynn coming to the game, and her own vested interest in the outcome, she wouldn't have been caught dead in this weather.
╚═════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx❊ ❊ ❊ thєч sαч thαt t є є n α g є r s scαrє thє l í v í n g s h í t σut σf mє xxxxxx❊ ❊ ❊ thєч cσuld c α r є l є s s αs lσng αs s σ m є σ n є ' l l в l є є d xxxxxxxxx❊ ❊ ❊ sσ d α r k є n чσur c l σ t h є s σr stríkє α v í σ l є n t p σ s є xxxxxxxxxxxx❊ ❊ ❊ mαчвє thєч'll l є α v є ч σ u α l σ n є , вut n σ t m є
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 7:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 8:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 6:59 am
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I have wandered far and wide For something real, something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me, all that is true
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รєς๏ภ๔ ץєคг || ɠгץŦŦเภ๔๏г || ђคlŦ๒l๏๏๔
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Lynn had given everyone a look that had suggested that she wasn't supposed to root for Hufflepuff, especially after the Badgers had won against Gryffindor last game. Well, she couldn't help it if that happened. She also didn't decide which house her brother was in, and she was here to cheer him on as loudly as she could. After all, so far he seemed to be the only beater currently on Hufflepuff that hadn't been knocked out this year, and that wasn't for lack of people trying. It just made her glad that she wasn't in quidditch. Jazzy, on the other hand, certainly was, and Lynn had a mix of frightened anticipation during that game that either her best friend or her brother would end up seriously hurt as a result. At least this game couldn't be that bad, she thought mentally. Then again, she was pretty sure that eventually the Slytherin beater luck would kick in, and she'd be having to scrape her brother off the pitch with a teaspoon.
She'd taken a seat and blinked as someone approached them. Well, this was interesting. She glanced from Minnie to Jazzy, thinking this could be interesting and simply slid over a bit to make some room. "Sure, I don't mind. Just umm, sorry if I start screaming for no apparent reason. Our brother's playing, and well, I guess I'm a traitor to my house for the duration of the game." She grinned, knowing that Jazzy, while she was rooting for Hufflepuff, it was mostly because of Lynn and Minnie. Nothing familial or anything, as the other girl still had to be smarting from the Hufflepuff game. She looked over to Jazzy, deciding to add her two cents. "I just wish it wasn't so cold! Do you think there has to be some sort of hot beverages being served up here during games? It'd keep us warm at least."
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Location: Quidditch Stands Thinking: Go Zeph! OOC: Winter
More than you'll love, more than you'll hate, More than you'll hold, more than wanted More than you'll crave, more than you'll cherish, More than you'll have, more than wanted
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 7:32 am
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♜ Eugene "Jean" Windsor ♜ ✖ Ravenclaw ✖ Seventh Year ✖ Half-Blood ✖ Dating Cathaline League ✖
-✖- So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked -✖- -✖- One maniac at a time, we will take it back -✖-
Jean was starting to dislike winter now he had thought of it.
Jean had arrived finally at the stands, taking a seat in the first row and crossing his arms. He wasn't crossing his arms out of grumpiness, it was never like that. But the cold weather was bothering him, but then, he at least wasn't the only one to feel this way. But then, he arrived here to cheer for Hufflepuff, not that he had anything against Slytherin though (Really, he was usually in neutral terms with the Slytherin captain after all). Mainly, he was cheering for Cathy, like he usually did for his friends (in Cathy's case, girlfriend). While watching, he was also having a nice moment with his own flask of Cocoa, since he felt like he wasn't going to stand the cold if he didn't. Beside, cocoa tastes really nice anyway.
[Open for Interaction!]
-✖- You know, time crawls on when you're waiting for the song to start -✖- -✖- So dance alone to the beat of your heart -✖-
Hey young blood, doesn't it feel like our time is running out? I'm gonna change you like a remix, then I'll raise you like a phoenix Wearing our vintage misery, no, I think it looked a little better on me I'm gonna change you like a remix, then I'll raise you like a phoenix
✖ Thinking: "Gosh, how cold was it?" ✖ With: Himself ✖ Wearing: Looking Wintery
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 7:37 am
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‘Cause I’m on top of the world, ‘ay I’m on top of the world, ‘ay Waiting on this for a while now Paying my dues to the dirt
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ || Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ || Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ
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Brandon crossed his arms in an attempt to keep warm, already making a face as snow decided to blow into his face. This was not a particularly pleasant day to be out and about, but the young boy simply ignored it in favour of watching a ball game. At least, he thought it was a ball game. There were bats involved, there were balls, there were cannonballs, hoops, broomsticks, okay, this was officially the most complicated game he'd ever witnessed. He'd take football and biking before he took quidditch. He was going to vehemently oppose playing in the sport as long as he was in the school. Or well, as long as he didn't understand it.
He was dragged out of his thoughts about the game when he was introduced to one of Colin's friends from his house. He frowned, his head cocking to one side as he tried to fit a name to a face. Nope, he couldn't recall hearing that name before. "Dia-whatnow? Sorry. I'm not that great with names. I think I have seen you in class though." He was about to take a seat when Colin asked her if it was alright to sit with her, of course after Colin had taken a seat himself. Brandon wanted to facepalm, but managed to refrain from doing so in an attempt to surreptitiously take a seat and appear like he'd be willing to move if she said no. Not that he wouldn't move, but it was bloody cold, and he wondered if there were some spells that could keep him warm in the stands or something.
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Location: Quidditch Stands Thinking: Man, I hope we don't have to move, I want to warm up instead... OOC: Frilly
I’ve been waiting to smile, ‘ay Been holding it in for a while, ‘ay Take you with me if I can Been dreaming of this since a child I’m on top of the world
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