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 Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 11:00 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 1:01 pm
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
 Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 14 (as of December 25)
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Third Year
Wearing: Ravenclaw Robes
TIME: End of the Year Feast
David glanced up a bit surprised out of his musing to hear Leo's fairly familiar voice and cheerful greeting. He smiled and said, "Please don't remind me of the summer. I'm stuck with my mother's parents for the first week and my sister got this hair brained idea that it would be fun to spend most of the summer with them. At least I don't have to stay as long," He answered with a shrug. "It's not like I can talk her out of something once she sets her mind to it. If she wants to stay that long she will."
He shook his head and replied, "Anyways what about you? Anything exciting planned?" He was curious when she would probably go to Diagon Alley over the summer but felt it was probably for the best not to jump into that first. If he actually knew when she was going he could in theory meet up with her as long as it wasn't the first week of the summer. After all, there was a perk to living in London-Diagon Alley was just a cab ride over to the East End of London. His parents had given him and his sister free reign to use cabs to get most places in the city since they were each about nine as long as they kept their phones with them and let them know ahead of time.
As an after thought he added slightly amused, curious, and more than happy for the company despite his question, though he did clarify it after on where he stood on the matter, "And shouldn't you be over with the Gryffindors tonight? Not, that I mind, I was just wondering..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 8:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:24 pm
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 14 (as of December 25)
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Third Year
Wearing: Ravenclaw Robes
TIME: End of the Year Feast
"Even when I am in Tinworth you could always send me an owl to the Avery Manor, it isn't like my family is so intrusive to read other's mail," He answered. "As for Cathy staying there... she already half knows what she is getting herself into. She just has a far more optimistic view about things. Basically she said even if she disagrees with something said the only way they would actually know is if she actually said anything. She does have a point, I suppose."
"And, the rest of the summer I'll be back home in London. Dad isn't particularly fond of owls, but he hasn't actually forbidden their coming and going. And, there's no reason you couldn't stop by my place if you gave a bit forewarning. Hell, we have enough guest rooms in the home that you and your sister could stay at the house and still have your own rooms," He said.
"The address isn't that hard to find if you looked," David added, "But, yeah, meeting up in Diagon Alley sounds good. It isn't that expensive of a cab ride over to Diagon for me." He pulled out a pen and a piece of parchment from his bag and quickly scribbled down the address for both the Avery Manor in Tinworth and his home in the neighborhood of Belgarvia in London. He paused for a moment, before laying down his pen and handing the information over to Leo. "There, you know where I'll be and have the address if you want it. Should be easy enough for an owl to find, at least. And of course my home in London takes Muggle post and there no one is likely to get cursed for stepping within 500 yards of the place like the case is with my grandparent's estate. Worst that happens at my home in London is you get a death glare from my Dad's two cats."
He shrugged, "If you'll be at Diagon Alley though after the first week of the summer I should by all means be free. My summers thankfully are always quiet when I am in London. So let me know when you plan to be in town for Diagon and I can probably meet up with you," He ended with a shrug.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:57 pm
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████████████████xx ℓεxιηε vαηcε xx███████xxxxif you have to ask, you'll never know. if you know, you need only ask.
Second Year | | Twelve | | Ravenclaw | | Single | | Half-Blood | | Reserve Seeker
Lexine smiled gently when Iñigo said that he was 'really going to have a good time'. That kind of statement was never true ot Lexine, how could she make anything better? Either way, she kept quiet on the subject and continued to finger her bracelet.
Iñigo then said he was looking forward to coming over to her house, Lexine smiled. "Awesome. Just make sure to ask your father. Also, send me a letter if your dad is going to come along. My parents are already going to go absolutely mad over the fact you're coming, if your father's coming, they're going to be needing some time to prepare themselves," she chuckled. "They insist of the entire house being absolutely spotless before someone comes over." She shrugged, looking down at her bracelet.
Once Iñigo asked her if she was okay, Lexine looked up at him and stopped touching the bracelet. "Huh? Oh, yeah...I'm...I'm okay..." She stuttered out, embarrassed. "I...it's probably just because I'm going back home... I don't know..." Lexine sighed, shrugging.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 7:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 1:46 am
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 14 (as of December 25)
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Third Year
Wearing: Ravenclaw Robes
TIME: End of the Year Feast
David listened as Leo said she would keep in mind what he said and then said he saw Cathy's point. It was true Cathy did have a valid point but he couldn't really fathom why someone would want to be in a place where they had to feel like biting their tongue in the first place. As for if Leo did send him mail while he was at the Avery Manor-it wasn't like the family could complain much beyond the fact Leonette was a Gryffindor, but that would easily enough be overlooked by the fact she was pureblood... not that David cared. Well, actually considering his objectives it did make his life easier.
When Leo gave him her address he smiled, dismissing calculating thoughts for a moment, and said, "I'll probably use muggle post while I'm in London: it is slower but keeps Dad happier and I can leave my owl with my sister while she stays in Tinworth-that way she has freer reign to contact her friends or what not."
"It might be nice to actually meet your sisters. It'll be entertaining to see how alike or not they are to you," He added. "And, you have met my sister. Then again, most people fail to even make the connection we share any relations, let alone the same parents. It is almost comical because we do share some quirks and it isn't like we don't look anything alike."
Shrugging he added, "Anyways, I look forward to seeing you, then. Just let me know whenever you'll be in London." Taking the address Leo gave him he read through the address a few times, and though he was fairly sure he had memorized it after the fourth quick read through, he placed the paper into the book he had been flipping through and using it as a bookmark shut the book. Changing the subject he said, "Oh, I heard that Gryffindor won the quidditch cup, right? I'm sure you and your teammates are happy about that..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 5:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 6:36 pm
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 14 (as of December 25)
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Third Year
Wearing: Ravenclaw Robes
TIME: End of the Year Feast
"Over guys asking so many questions about my sister at the sorting feast of all things, before classes even started? No, I'm not particularly over that," David answered. "Besides, it is hard for me not to see the resemblances as much as the obvious differences. Then again, I grew up with her."
He shrugged as he listened to her talk about how close it was between Gryffindor and Slytherin and about the chasers and that his own house did poorly which was apparently not expected. Then again, he never paid attention to who was really on any of the house's quidditch teams or how each team generally performed. He just knew who won what games and usually the score second hand. Enough people would talk about quidditch for him to pick up that much. When Leo asked about him bringing up quidditch he shrugged and said, "It's not like I don't know about the basics of the game. I just never attend them. I think Cathy attended at least one game out of curiosity."
"Am I only supposed to know about academics?" He asked half amused. "It is the end of the year feast... they announce both the quidditch cup winners and the house cup winners: it is relevant, enough."
Also, he figured it was only polite to show at least some mild interest in Leo's extracurricular activities even if he wasn't particularly fond of quidditch. It was important enough to her to be on the team, and from how she chattered on about the details of the lining up of players and teams general performances, he figured it was something she actually half appreciated. It wasn't like he could convince her of his viewpoint about the game.
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 12:35 pm
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You don't have to say you love me
Just be close at hand
You don't have to stay forever
I will understand
Believe me, believe me
I can't help but love you
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Hᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ Hᴏᴜsᴇ || Dᴇᴘᴜᴛʏ Hᴇᴀᴅᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ || Wɪᴢᴀʀᴅ Lᴀᴡ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ
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Timothy walked into the Great Hall, his mind preoccupied by other things while he headed to the Staff Table. Well, nothing to be done about that. It was the end of the year, and a pretty uneventful one at that. Now it was time to wrap up the year, which meant that he had to make announcements at the feast. Getting to the staff table, he stood before taking a seat and addressed the students. "Welcome everyone! It seems we have come to the end of another year, and of course the summer holidays. Now, before we get to all of that, we have some announcements regarding the cups to say. In fourth place, Ravenclaw with 180 points. In third, Hufflepuff with 330 points. In second, and runner up for the Quidditch Cup, Slytherin with 345 points. In first, and winner of the Quidditch and House Cup, Gryffindor with an astounding 555 points. Good job everyone, I hope everyone tries just as hard next year for the cups. Now, please, tuck in, and enjoy the last night of the school year!"
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Location: Gret Hall
Thinking: Well, Gryffindor did really well this year...
Taken By: Lukas Brighton
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2014 8:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 6:35 am
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 14 (as of December 25)
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Third Year
Wearing: Ravenclaw Robes
TIME: End of the Year Feast
Before he could answer Leo's statement Professor Steele announced the cup rankings. He couldn't help but wince slightly at Ravenclaw's remarkably low house points-even though quidditch scores were added to the house points (which he still felt was ridiculous as shouldn't the quidditch cup and house cup be two different entities)- he had by his behavior alone lost Ravenclaw at least 20 points he was fairly confident of. Even Sapphire who had been excessively rude and stormed out of the healing class, David wasn't completely confident whether she had lost house points or not. The professor had never said anything about how Sapphire was punished-she had been somehow but the professor had given Sapphire two envelopes to chose from and just mentioned Sapphire was getting some sort of punishment. Maybe the ambiguity of how she dealt with issues was supposed to make them behave better? The unknown tended to be scarier than the known.
Listening to the other house's rankings he heard as Gryffindor won with a sweeping 555 points gaining both the house and quidditch cup. He politely clapped a few times glancing over at Leonette who was obviously trying to hold in her excitement and keep it contained. If she was over at the Gryffindor table she wouldn't have had to feel it was necessary, especially considering the Gryffindor table was fairly loud in their excitement over winning, of course, the Gryffindors generally were louder in their excitement than many of the other houses.
He finally answered Leo and said, "Well two different people I'm around is interested in the game. Cathy really likes flying and is apparently not half bad at it. She said she was planning on taking Advance Flying next year... I'm pound to know more about scores because I've heard it mentioned more this year. Honestly, as long as Cathy doesn't decide joining the quidditch team is a great idea I can deal with her goofing around with learning to be a better flyer. She's always had fairly decent balance and coordination."
"It is probably just that I know Cathy is too stubborn to make it worth my time arguing or debating with her about most things," David answered. "Anyways, congratulations on your houses sweeping win. Second year in a row, correct?"
"I'm sure you would have far more entertainment sitting with and eating with your winning house than here," He added with a smile. It wasn't like he wasn't happy to have her company, but he didn't want her to feel like she had to stay at the Ravenclaw table on his account.
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 10:09 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 8:43 pm
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ℂ𝕌ℝℝ𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕃𝕐 ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ "dating" Michael Davenport
Looking Adorkable at the Ravenclaw Table with the Ravenclaws...!
xxxFEELINGxxx
Annoyed
xxxTHINKINGxxx
❝ Stupid ******** Ronna... and stupid ******** Jer... ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Coin-operated boy; ஒ ஒ ஒxxx
All the other real ones that I destroy ஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxx
Cannot hold a candle to my new boy and I'll ஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxx
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spaceGypsy stalked over to the Ravenclaw table, bristling, her hair and eyes a bright, obnoxious shade of red. She was trying, really trying, to make it turn back to its usual pink, or at least pink and blue, but it refused. She was in too foul of a mood. The fifth-year practically growled under her breath as, sure enough, she spotted Jer, sitting over at the Slytherin table. Seriously?! What was his problem?! She'd thought they were finally over whatever the hell had been annoying him last year, and now, here he was, again, acting like... a complete... she blinked. Wait. He'd seemed perfectly fine... until...
spaceWait, seriously?!
spaceThe Ravenclaw shot another look across the room at the all-too familiar blonde head, eyes going wide. The annoyance she'd felt before was still roiling inside her, but now, there was something else, too. Had she not been so aggravated, her hair would have changed to match her eyes, but as it was, she had no way of knowing that the irises had, once again, turned that odd peach color. She blinked for a moment, then glared at him, hoping he could feel the holes her eyes were attempting to burn in the back of his head. Because, seriously, what the bloody hell was wrong with him?! He was her best friend, he wasn't allowed to think about her like that! He was not supposed to feel that way about her, dammit! It was so, so wrong, on so many levels, and, and and-!
spaceShe exhaled in an annoyed huff, turning back to her own table, spine stiffening, determined not to bother with him for the rest of the night. Even if those damned Slytherins annoyed the hell out of him, and he tried to come join her over at her table, which he totally would, by the way, she was not going to talk to him. No, because he was completely and utterly mad. She was not going to encourage him. Besides, she was with Michael! Which was probably why he was so bloody pissed at her, she thought, feeling a small pang of guilt at the thought. It was his brother, after all, and if she was right, which she had to be, because what else could it be, of course that would eat him alive. The Ravenclaw narrowed her eyes. Wait, why did she feel guilty about that? She liked Michael, he was cute, and funny, and sweet, and way too much fun to drag around trying to trip up. So why in the hell should she feel guilty about being with him? Jer was the one who was guilty, he was the one violating the rules, feeling things he wasn't supposed to feel! She ground her teeth. He'd better get over this, dammit. He was not allowed to have a bloody crush on her, it would completely ruin everything! He was her best friend, he couldn't... he just couldn't like her like that! There was no possible way it could ever end well, and dammit, he was important to her, he couldn't bugger everything up like this! She groaned, thinking that her life had suddenly gotten far too complicated, and glanced up at the head of the Great Hall, wishing the sorting would hurry up and start already to distract her from her thoughts. They weren't going anywhere pleasant, that was for sure.
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xxxஒ ஒ ஒ Never let him go
xxxxxxஒ ஒ ஒ And I'll never be alone
xxxxxxxxxஒ ஒ ஒ Not with my coin-operated boy
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 10:04 pm
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ℂ𝕌ℝℝ𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕃𝕐 ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ Single
Looking Quiet at the Ravenclaw Table with his Housemates
xxxFEELINGxxx
Hungry
xxxTHINKINGxxx
❝ I hope the Sorting doesn't take too long... ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Don't worry your head off; ♣ ♥ ♦ ♠xxx
There's always a fate worse than death ♣ ♥ ♦ ♠xxxxxx
Pray you go quietly, quick and not violently ♣ ♥ ♦ ♠xxxxxxxxx
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spaceEcho had, for all of a second, considered sitting near his sister, but a single glance in her direction told him it was a bad idea. He didn't know what had gotten under her skin, but if her hair was any indication, it had been bad. He didn't think he'd seen her that mad in... well, ever, actually, now that he thought about it, not even when he'd told her about Kas. Well, maybe for like, half a second when he had. From where he was, she looked like she was seething... he followed her gaze to see that, for whatever reason, Jer was actually sitting at his own table for once, and blinked, taking a seat far, far away from his sister. He guessed Jer was sitting with the Slytherins because he was a prefect? He wouldn't have pegged the guy to care, really, but whatever. He also didn't get why that would've pissed Gypsy off so much. She was possessive of the guy, yeah, but not so much that she'd be pissed at him for not sitting with her, right? She wasn't that insane... he sighed lightly, taking a seat and figuring that, whatever, they'd sort it out. The two of them always did. They never stayed mad at each other for long, which was pretty much the only thing he liked about Jer, because hell, someone needed to be able to put up with Gypsy's nonsense, and Echo was glad it wasn't always him. Right now, he supposed he should be the one dealing with it, since apparently Jer was the cause, but damn, he didn't feel like it. He was hungry, for starters, and tired, and anyway, he was still annoyed at his own friends. He doubted he'd do anything but aggravate her more. No, it was much safer for him to be down here, away from her, and let her seethe on her own until some random mood swing happened and she got over it.
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xxx♣ ♥ ♦ ♠ No need to worry; we all meet our end someday
xxxxxx♣ ♥ ♦ ♠ Pray you go silently into the bleak dead of night
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Location: Great Hall (Ravenclaw Table)
