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 Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 8:39 pm
((Psst! Sorting is open folks! Go meet your deputy headmaster!))
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:02 pm
 Drake smiled at Luke grabing his hand. If needed I'ld fudge, Da wanted me in Slytherin anyway, I don't really know why, but thinking about summer next year, I want you in it. No matter what. He smiled again. I don't want you in trouble. He gave Luke's hand a squeeze.
Yeah know this could really be a good life. He thought leting his eyes stay in the hot pink form that they were in. I don't know what it is but I really feel like I never want to loose you.
He smiled again as Suki mewled. He shook his head at the kitten and turned back to Luke. "Ready?" he asked stopping in his tracks. " I won't go in ther till your ready. " He said biting his lip. Things were moving fast between the boys and he knew it, but there again didn't care.
"I'm not moving from this spot till you say so." He said standing infront of Luke looking at him with slight fear of losing Luke. Sorry it took me a while tonight, mum wanted to talk as she got ready for work.   
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 10:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 11:05 am
Jessica Sassareth Unsorted  Jessica was still exhasted from her ascent up the outside stairwell -- the morticaine still flowing in her veins weakened her physically, mostly causing her to be constantly out of breath. The worst cases were when Jess had to exspell phlegm out of her lungs from the constant lingering aftereffects of the poisoning she endured. The flushed-cheeked redhead glanced upward toward the entrance listening to Miss Duke's speech. 'The Sorting is a very significant ritual owing to the fact that your House will be your second family within Hogwarts.....' that particular line echoed in Jess' head, In my case... they will be my only family, and this place will be my home... I have no where else to go."
Jessica Sassareth's bleak thoughts continued to echo in her head, especially reminding herself that her family abandoned her after the physicians at St. Mungo's believed that she only had weeks to live. It has been three months since the young pureblood and her best friend, Miles Pendrake, had been poisoned by a blast of morticaine. Unlike her friend, Jess survived seemingly on sheer will.
With a heavy sigh, the pale redhead proceeded on into the main keep of the castle of Hogwarts.
[Exit to Great Hall]
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 2:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 6:12 am
  Drake opened his eyes to the grounds of the castel and sighed, It was over, he rubbed his arm and for a moment trying to warm up and then a thought crossed his mind and for a second he felt it, he felt the pain. He smiled to himself and danced around a little, it was over.
He danced around the courtyard happy. He was free, he had never felt that glad in his entire life, he was free.
Sioon, Sioon we did it. There was no response to the boy.
Sioon.
Nothing came to him for a long moment and then it was there again.
Miss me kit?
SIOON! he smiled happily. Are you ok?
Stupid thing tried to tear me appart but I made it out of there alive. So how dose it feel to be a whole person again, with you twin side kick by your side?
Weird, like I want to fall and scrape my knees up, or break and arm for the hell of it.
Sioon laughed, and then went silent. If I were to tell you that we could be two people what would you say?
I would ask you what do you mean?
It could happen. We could be twins again. You and me. The way it was suppose to be.
I'll see about it. Cause I would like that.
With a nod Sioon took refuge in trhe bed in the back of their mind.      
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 5:22 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Jane slumped on the ground. She sighed and blew her brown hair from her eyes. Jane had been so uptight the past few days. She had no clue what was going on with Phi or Colton or even Ronyo. But most especially Phi. She hadn't even seen her outside class, if even then. Quidditch was not helping much either. She had been looking everyday to see if she had made the team and there was still no news. She almost wanted to cry, she was confused most certainly. She screamed in frustration slightly not even caring if someone saw here. She tossed her head back and stared at the sky. What was she doing? She growled again slightly and threw her head unto her knees.ooc; MADE BY PURPLEINATOR■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 5:55 pm
 second year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.”
– Leonard Bernstein
“Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.”
– Lyndon B. Johnson
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The day had proved kindly lazy as the white-haired boy had continued to ignore his assigned homework. Most of his time spent now was done so near the Herbology greenhouses - observing whatever specimens he could through the tinted and steamed windows. Watching to see if he could catch a glimpse of whatever their next lesson would revolve around or simply to see the magical flora that held such a high interest for him. More than once he had brought with him with textbook.
If not by the greenhouses, the boy would find himself venturing the grounds idly, enjoying the silence and peacefulness of finally being alone in the open space as opposed to the shuffling and knocking he often encountered in the halls. Now, as well, he had been talking a mindless walk around the perimeter of the school. Thoughts lightly bouncing off the inside walls of his mind as his feet carried him selflessly. Rounding a corner, his thoughts suddenly shattered by the outburst he heard just before him - at the front of the grand school doors. He jumped and blinked with broken concentration and ran over in a rush.
He had expected to see a student hurt, a creature perhaps attacking them or some sort of argument. Instead, he saw a familiar face that instantly took away the redness of his cheeks that the nipping weather had provided.
"Jane? Jane what's wrong? Are you okay?" he ran over without much second thought and lowered himself as she had fallen to her knees. ￤￤    
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 6:17 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Jane's looked up at the white haired boy. She had to suppress a smile. She hadn't seen him since that night in the common room. It was still much ingrained on her mind. Jane nodded slightly as she was brought back to reality. "Yeah I'm..." She couldn't finish. She made a frustrated noise again. "Okay, no. I am not okay. I am confused and upset and...every emotion other and every other emotion a human can feel." She said shaking her head. "I haven't talked to Phi in while, she seems to be avoiding me or something. Gah! She can be so aggravating sometimes!" Jane said throwing her hands in the air. "And waiting on the results of the Quidditch try-outs isn't really helping much" She said leaning on Allen.ooc; MADE BY PURPLEINATOR■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 6:34 pm
second year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.”
– Leonard Bernstein
“Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.”
– Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ￤￤
The troubles she had inside her swelled and flooded out with little hesitation and Allen could not help but smirk goodheartedly as she allowed him to hear her every worry. Jane was highly emotional, sensitive and over thinking, Allen had found. Things made her wonder about herself and other people and it seemed to always end with her having more burdens than anything else. Allen offered a reassuring smile, hoping his gesture did not come out as offensive. His gloved hand raised and he patted her on the back.
"Hey, now now Jane, slow down."
He sat down with her to give her a more comfortable angle to lean against and shuffled closer. "Phi? The Ichval girl?" he decided to tackle first, "I doubt she is ignoring or avoiding you." he said doubtlessly, thinking of how he had distantly noticed how the girl had seemed more spaced out during classes than she had the year passed - "Perhaps she has something on her mind, have you tried talking to her?" ￤￤
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 6:47 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Jane sighed. "Well that's just the thing, I've tried but she's a hard girl to track down, and in class she hardly says a word. I'm worried about her, something has been upsetting her this entire year but I just don't know what, and I want to. I want to be able to help her." She said as she sighed again. She felt like crying again but she wouldn't let herself, she couldn't. Not again. She looked at Allen and noticed smirk. She gave a half fake glare. "I'm glad you think this is all so funny." She said hitting his arm playfully. "All joking aside I really am worried about her, something is wrong and I know that but I just wish I knew what." Jane said staring out into the yard. She closed her eyes to listen to the sounds of nature around her.ooc; MADE BY PURPLEINATOR■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 7:06 pm
second year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.”
– Leonard Bernstein
“Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.”
– Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ￤￤
Allen chuckled and raised his hands up in mock defense, "Sorry, sorry," he laughed with bright eyes as he returned to his serious tense quickly as she also returned to her serious matters and trying to explain them. A sense of both desperation, and deep caring evident in her naturally quiet tone.
"Perhaps," he quietly began, "it would be better to wait? I have seen you talk to her before," he paused, remembering clearly the joy Jane had been clearly showing the instant she spotted that odd head of fiery locks, "you really care for her but, so does she." he reassured her, looking at his shoes as his voice began to quiet in the seriousness. Hands locked and thumbs wrestling themselves.
"Just in a different way, a quieter way. Take it from me, some people find it easier to keep everything inside." a sigh began to show itself on hsi lips but before he have it leave into the air, he tried to rush with his next words, covering up the huge insight into himself he realized he had allowed, "But when they really need to talk, when something is really wrong they come to their friends."
Allen bit his lip awkwardly and allowed his eyes to return into their locked position with Jane's. "She trusts you, she will come to you. Don't stress, Jane." ￤￤
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 4:26 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ Jane nodded and smiled. "Your probably right" She lied. She didn't believe it but right now she didn't want to bother with that, she just wanted to talk to him and not about Phi or anyone else. She smiled even bigger. "So I didn't see you Quidditch try-outs? Where were you?" she said sitting up on her knees. There was a certain twinkle in Jane's eye as she looked at Allen. She wanted to tell him she loved and she wanted to kiss him because she knew that he truly cared. It seemed to Jane that nothing could change that. ooc; MADE BY PURPLEINATOR■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 6:55 am
So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold  ╔════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════════════════════════╗
Gracefully padding across the rotating staircases, Belle had been engaged within an incessant chatter, ranging between the mechanics of quidditch to the hilarity of the portraits as they had passed them by. A sheepish smile surpassed his defenses and flooded her cheeks as Devin had, once again, taken the liberty of extending a hand and opening the door for her, which she humbly glided past with a quick note of thanks. Now that the soft patter of her shoes had ceased and began to crunch into the iced grass frosted to the tips with a lustrous blanket of white, she began to grow nervous. ”Ooof, I forgot how bloody cold it is out here.” She muttered with a quiver to her lips while her gaze searched the grounds for a pair of only slightly familiar faces.
A twinkle of recognition sparked in her eyes as she took the lead, spun on her heel, and turned to face Devin as she began walking backwards with a simple bounce in her step. Shifting her books so that they were held firmly against her chest, Belle’s voice continued to prattle on. ”So, you say you’re pureblood, did you? Why haven’t I ever seen you around at the dinner parties, or the bi-annual balls of arranged betrothement?” She wondered with a teasing twist to her words, and not to mention, the voice of mockery she adopted as she divulged the meaning behind the parties that purebloods seemed so damned fond of. Not that she was ever truly allowed to go (save for that one time,) but Belle was sure she would have at least heard a reference to his surname. But of course, she never factored in the tiniest detail that not all wizards of pureblood are elitist bigots.
As she hurried along with her backwards step, Belle had, oh-so accidentally, clumsily tripped over the foot of Jane Doyle, consequently bouncing against Allen before she plummeted to the ground with a splash of snow daunting after her. ”Oof!” She grimaced as she fell, bracing for impact she knew was to come as all of her books fell from her grasp and collected in a heap on the ground around them all. Shuffling from her knees to her feet, Belle rose, only to huddle down beside the older Hufflepuff girl. ”I am so sorry!” She stressed as she dropped to her knees, shuffling around and piling together her own books and the fallen scores of parchment that crowded the area. ”I didn’t see you at all,” she lied, quite easily. ”Here, let me help you.” She began, diligent fingers swiping up parchment, separating them, and all the while, trying to slide two separate documents, one from each of the second years, into her own possession.
Location: Entrance Courtyard with DevinDesires: Power Troubles: Paranoia ╚════════════════════════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════╝ Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me
No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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