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ℋeather ℋawthorn❀ℱourth ϒear❀ℋufflepuff ℬeater❀ ℋalf~ℬlood❀Heather and DhylanSehza ℋeather quietly stepped into the Great Hall. She had taken her sweet time getting here from the courtyard, wandering the halls and sitting on the stairs outside the door. Anything to keep her from coming in here. There were so many people, and it bothered her for some reason. But she figured that she needed to at least make an appearance to show that she was still alive. Claiming her seat at the very end of the black and yellow table, Heather looked around the room curiously. A few new Hufflepuff's, some Gryffindor's, Ravenclaw's, and Slytherin's, of course. Sorting was going well, it seemed. Some of the first year's in her house were just as she was in her first year: shy and quiet. Then, there were the ones that actually were friendly and outgoing. Quite an odd match-up for the house of Badgers, in her mind. Sitting in silence, Heather propped her head up on her fist and waited for the feast to begin so she could eat and get back to the common room. ![User Image](https://i1162.photobucket.com/albums/q530/MissMoony13/NAMES/Music-1-1.jpg)
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:35 am
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When WE first came HERE, We were COLD and we were CLEAR, With no COLORS on our SKIN, We were LIGHT and PAPER THIN. And when WE first came HERE, We were COLD and we were CLEAR, With no COLORS on our SKIN, 'Till YOU let the SPECTRUM in.
Say my name: Happy And every color illuminates: It's good to be back... We are shining: Chloe, Faith, and Tobi And we'll never be afraid again: Hufflepuff Table
N E W L Y N T A R A V A S S
B L O O D T R A I T O R | H U F F L E P U F F | S E C O N D Y E A R |
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Newlyn spoke up for the first time, pushing her dark hair back from her face. "I'll be your friend too, Faith." She smiled gently at the younger girl, who reminded her of her sisters. "I'm Newlyn, by the way." She glanced towards Tobi, who had just said something about Music Club. "I'm in Music Club, and it's loads of fun. You'll love it."
M A T U R I T Y is only achieved when one accepts L I F E as full of T E N S I O N.
And when we COME for YOU, We'll be DRESSED up all in BLUE, With the OCEAN in our ARMS, Kissing EYES and kissing PALMS. And when it's TIME to PRAY, We'll be DRESSED up all in GREY, With METAL on our TONGUES, And SILVER in our LUNGS.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 12:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 1:04 pm
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![User Image](https://i864.photobucket.com/albums/ab205/heather030595/Kaito/FirstYearCain_zps5469c76c.jpg) ✰ Single ✰ First Year ✰ Hufflepuff ✰ Orphan ✰ Pureblood ✰✰ Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars? ✰`•.,¸,.•*¯`•.,¸,.•*`•.,¸,.•*¯`•.,¸,.•*`•.,¸,.•*¯`•.,¸,.•*Cain smiled at the girl that had said hello to him. Such enthusiasm! "Music Club, hm? I'm not very musical, I apologize." he said to her as she spoke of the club. Then, a cat came to sit in front of him. It looked up at him with wide eyes, as if asking to be petted. Cain stroked the cat's back, a soft purr emitting from the creature. "Aww. Aren't you sweet?" Looking to the cat's owner, Cain smiled, his eyes bright. "I believe this fine creature belongs to you, miss. Cain Abel Justox is my name." he said, holding a hand out to her for a shake. He had read somewhere that you could always judge a person based on their handshake. `•.,¸,.•*¯`•.,¸,.•*`•.,¸,.•*¯`•.,¸,.•*`•.,¸,.•*¯`•.,¸,.•*✰ I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now ✰
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 1:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 1:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 2:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 4:36 pm
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__________________ ✿ Autumn Henrick ✿__________________ Hufflepuff || First Year _________________________________ Autumn giggled, then went over to an empty seat and sat down at the Hufflepuff table. She glanced around the hall, trying to pinpoint her brothers, but to no avail. Instead, however, she spotted Ari and Kat a little bit down from her and Iris. Autumn waved, enthusiastically at the older girls, and exclaimed with the brightest smile on her face, "Ari! Kat!" The hat was right; Hufflepuff was the house to which she belonged, because at the moment, she couldn't be happier.
_____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ _______________ ❝ It's okay to be scared. Just don't let those fears hold back your dreams. ❞
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 4:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 5:03 pm
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![User Image](https://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i474/HukuSiStar/Hogwarts RP/Main_zps10cfdc4f.jpg) "Call me Christian."Christian hopped off the stool and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. It hardly surprised him that he was put here, after all, he was his mother's son, and she spent seven years here. It didn't disappoint him in the least, in fact, he was certain that when he wrote to his mother, she'd be thrilled. The only thing that bugged Christian was that he didn't have any friends in... in well any of the houses. He didn't really talk much on the train, and he recognized very few people. Actually, once he thought more about it, the words the hat cried out in the seconds before the placement, rang clearly through his head. Loyalty is strong with you, clearly you belong with those like you. Perhaps he doubted this a bit more than he realized.
Christian nearly stopped near the table, unsure what to do, but he sat at the table, looking around him. There were people everywhere, and the other Hufflepuff's looked rather happy where they were. Girls were talking right in front of him, they'd just been sorted a little while ago, and he could have sworn that there was another boy had been sorted right before him. Christian looked around once more, but the shyness got to him, and he turned back to the sorting without a word to the others. Oh yeah, that's a real great first impression you've started. Well, it's too late to fix it now.
Year: First Location: Hufflepuff table. Status: Alone Frost: The Eagle Owl Learn more: Matthew Christian Jackson
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 5:15 pm
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Faith Marianne Corner
First Year Hufflepuff Half-blood
She pulled Trinket back into her lap and stroked her fur. Trinket purred happily and curled up, looking like an over-sized pom pom. Faith watched as Chloe clapped for the boy who was sorted into Gryffindor. "They must be close," she thought, blinking her mismatched eyes. An auburn curl fell into her face, and for some reason, it made her giggle. She was in such a good mood! She blew mindlessly at the stray curl, watching it flutter up, then float back down. Amused, she kept it up, watching it flutter, then float.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 6:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 6:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 6:46 pm
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![User Image](https://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i474/HukuSiStar/Hogwarts RP/Main_zps10cfdc4f.jpg) "Call me Christian."Between the sorting of the other first years, the ghost that popped up in the middle of the table and nearly scarred Christian, the first years surrounding him, the older girl who was announcing that something about a music club of some sort, and the even older girl who was trying to coax the names out of them, Christian didn't know where to focus his attention. The sorting was almost over with anyway, and he doubted that by watching it, something life changing would happen. The girls were nice and all, but music club wasn't really his thing and he was't really wanting to be first to speak up. That left him to the ghost, the... The Fat Friar, wasn't it? He too, seemed to float away after a bit, leaving Christian to himself.
He turned to the sorting for a second, before turning back to the table, looking at the people across from him. There was a girl who had a cat with her, giggling and blowing at her hair. Christian opened his mouth to speak, but finding that he had nothing to say, he closed it again, and looked down at his hands, which were laying awkwardly on the table. Christian sighed quite loudly on accident, and when he realized, his eyes widened, and he flushed, returning his glance to his hands. He mumbled an apology to himself.
Year: First Location: Hufflepuff table. Status: Um... alone Frost: The Eagle Owl Learn more: Matthew Christian Jackson
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