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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 1:22 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 2:03 am
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Gypsy is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Adorkable at Hogsmeade Stationspace CURRENTLY // single // crushing // lovingspaces CURRENTLY WITH // The Twinsspacesp CURRENTLY FEELING // Excitedspacespa CURRENTLY THINKING // 'This is going to be the coolest night of my life... so far, of course.' spacespac Sometimes I get so weird I even freak myself out... ════════════════════════════════════════════════
Gypsy, ever the impatient one, hopped off the train without waiting on the twins. They'd keep up, she was sure. If not, it wasn't like they'd totally lose each other. After all, they were all first years, right? She smiled widely at that thought. First years. As in, they were about to go to Hogwarts. It was so cool! The stories about that place made her eyes flash with curiosity and mischief. Oh, she'd explore alright. She'd explore every nook and cranny until she'd found each and every single possible secret that school had to offer. There was no getting past that. After all, as long as she went to her lessons and didn't fail, her parents really didn't care what she got up to in her spare time; they'd prefer she not get any letters sent home, but she was willing to bet that neither of them had their hopes up on that one. When the groundskeeper called for the first years to follow, she immediately set off after, at least remembering that, if the twins weren't right behind her, she needed to save seats in a boat for the three of them. Who the fourth would be was beyond her, since she hadn't seen Leah, but she was sure they'd find someone cool enough to hang out with them on the way across the lake. No way was she letting anyone less than awesome sit with her and her friends. She skipped after the groundskeeper, through the throng of older students, and headed for the lake, her head held high and her eyes bright.
════════════════════════════════════════════════ I laugh myself to sleep, it's my lullaby.
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 8:10 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 10:27 am
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You see, you'd love to run home, but you know you ain't got one Cuz you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten When you're thinkin' you're a joke and nobody's gonna listen To the one small point I know they've been missing around here
Blinking, Rick looked back to Virgil. Hurting and lonely? Not as much as he used to be, not when he'd found out that there were people that cared, but there was a small part of him that still wanted to be noticed. Not as large as before, but it was still there. "It's fine. I'm just... touchy about family." Wasn't that an understatement. Shaking his head, he glanced at the girl who was seated in the carriage. He was actually glad that the reason he could see him wasn't common knowledge. That made it a lot easier to deal with people. He gave a small nod, glad that his comment wasn't awkward like he thought. "Probably not as silly as wandering down to the Forbidden Forest to meet them with a package of meat. I'm pretty sure that wasn't the brightest move, considering that there are other creatures out there that enjoy flesh." He extended a hand, suddenly glad that the conversation wasn't awkward. "I'm Rick. No, I don't think we've really talked before now, have we?"
---------------------------------- Location: Hogsmeade Station Thinking: Not so awkward, that's good. OOC: ... ----------------------------------Jinx
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 10:34 am
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do
The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it
Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞
Anna snickered when Romy's cat made a mess of his ink. It was quite the comical scene, in her opinion. As the cat hid under the seat, Flora eyed him curiously. What cat would want to get dirty like that? It was unnatural to her. When Romy offered his sketchbook, Anna took it from him and started flipping through the pages. There were works of art she thought could be hung up in a museum somewhere. "These are amazing, Romy. I really like this one with the pens. And the one with the girl and the bird. They look so real... You're really good, Romy. I can't believe you didn't show me these a long time ago." she said, smiling at her friend.
As the train pulled into the station, Annabeth handed Romy his sketchbook back and picked up her cat. "Come on, Romy. We better head out, or we'll be left behind." she said as she put Flora back in her carrier. Picking up her belongings, she looked to her friend, still smiling, before finally heading out of the compartment.
Jumping off the train, Annabeth looked behind her to make sure Romulus was keeping up with her. As she walked through the crowd, she pondered the school year. There were new stories to write, games to attend, adventures to have! But, would it turn out to be a boring year instead? She hoped not. She wanted something to happen this year. Something to remember. "Come on, Romulus! Let's grab a carriage for us and the boys. I'm sure Tobi and Bradley wouldn't mind our company." she called behind her to her friend, wanting to get to the castle as soon as possible.
❝Now take a chance and call me crazy! Smile kid, there's only one way out We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow
We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead
If you give me one chance to take your hand I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 11:44 am
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✑Gryffindor✑Fourth Year✑Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door— "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more."
Romy slipped his cloak on, grinning at the elegant and unusual design. His cheeks colored a bit at the girl's comments, smiling. "Thanks a ton, Anna." The teen used cat treats and a lot of luck to capture his cat in the carrier. "Aha!" Romy stepped out of the train, smiling lightly at her friend. She began to make her way along, so he did his best to follow after, staying right on her heels. Of course she mentioned Tobi and Bradley to join them. On the down side, she was best friends with them and they were together almost constantly. On the up side, he was certain Tobi and Bradley had no interest in stealing Miss Anna's affections. He smiled at the girl, then opened the door to a carriage, offering his hand to her. "After you, Dearest Annabeth."Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted—Nevermore!
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 12:26 pm
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You can make the hero you are With your brains, your aim, and your battle stars Everybody's got a story, of all their troubles, all their glories Tell me yours you cannot bore me, there's a hero in you
Jacob stepped off the train and blinked. Well now, who should he look for first? His brother or his friends? Honestly, after this morning's debacle, he wasn't too keen on finding Rick, and he hadn't seen any of his friends since last school year. That had made his summer pretty bland. Sighing, he scratched the back of his head, thinking, at least until he saw a head of red hair dart towards the carriages. Blinking, he made to follow. Well, if that was Nalson, he was seriously going to walk the other way, but if it wasn't... He started going up and down the line, looking in each carriage. He got several dirty looks from other students, but he didn't care. It wasn't until he passed the harness of one of them that he caught sight of the red hair again. He walked over to the carriage that it was in and poked his head in, blinking as he spied Iris, curled up by herself. Frowning, he stepped inside. "Hey Iris, what's up? I haven't seen you all summer. Are you all right?"
---------------------------------- Location: Hogsmeade Station State: Worried OOC: ... ----------------------------------
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 1:08 pm
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Miles stepped off the train, looking around. He'd had an uneventful year, and was ready for the next. Honestly, he'd had nothing much to occupy his time. Okay, so maybe some of his essays from school over the summer had been rushed, but no biggie. hefting the one thing he didn't want to leave on the train over his shoulder, he made his way toward the carriages. Nothing to do, and no one to talk to. He almost wanted to do an impromptu performance at the platform, but he figured he might get in trouble for that. Instead, he chose a random empty carriage and slipped inside, looking out the window and thinking he'd just snooze after the feast. Unpacking could wait, to be honest.
Music makes the people come together Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel.
-----♫♩♬♪♫♪----- Location: Hogsmeade Station Thinking: I wonder how much trouble I'd get into if I performed in the Great Hall? OOC: ... -----♫♩♬♪♫♪----
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 1:27 pm
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And you can tell everybody, this is your song, It may be quite simple but, now that it's done...
... I hope you don't mind ....
... I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world
ℳιяαηđα ✧ ℱαusт 1st Year [x] ✦ Unsorted ✦ Dazed and Confused ✦ Hogsmeade Station ✦ Alone
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• Nam et ipsa scientia potestas est. • Miranda was immediately hit with a case of butterflies the moment she stepped off the train. Perhaps it was the sight of all the students in their flashy, flowing robes, or the general atmosphere of the station itself, but whatever it was, Miranda was sure that she had ever witnessed or experienced anything like it before. Even now, before the school year officially started, Miranda was being amazed by Hogwarts and the Wizarding World. It brought her back to when she was shopping in Diagon Alley only a week ago. Naturally, Miranda went alone to shop seeing as both of her parents were off on their business trips and she wasn't comfortable taking her nanny with her. Miranda had told the nan that she was going to prep for the school year with her friends, and before the old crone could do anything about it Miranda was out the door with her backpack and her wallet. Finding the place was perhaps the hardest thing Miranda ever had to do, but once she was in Miranda was at a loss for words. With the help of a few older students, Miranda eventually found her way through the markets, got the proper currency and bought every school supply that she needed for her first year at Hogwarts.
Now, with all of her clothes and supplies in tow, Miranda marched through the crowd, looking right and left and trying not to get sucked back into the sea of people as she headed to where the Groundskeeper seemed to be directing them. It was a pity to be leaving the station so early, before Miranda got a proper look at it, but the thought that soon she'd be within the very castle of Hogwarts gave her that little extra kick to get her to keep moving forward. "C'mon Marmite... we've got a castle to explore." The girl said aloud in a squeaky, playful little voice to the little grey-brown spotted rabbit cradled in her arm as she gave it a quick kiss on the head. The little critter wiggled its nose in response before burying its head in her arm.
[ Exit ]
╰☆╮ ˙ʇsǝ sɐʇsǝʇod ɐıʇuǝıɔs ɐsdı ʇǝ ɯɐᴎ ╭☆╯
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 2:49 pm
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Can't help if I space in a daze, My eyes tune out the other way, I may switch off and go in a daydream
Rose stepped off the train, her gaze travelling over the crowd. She hadn't seen Nell at all during the ride, and she partially blamed that on running late. Sighing, she looked back and wondered where she could meet her girlfriend. Maybe at a carriage, or even the table? Rose wasn't sure, to be honest. Deciding to wait, she stood around, watching people come and go as she looked for Nell.
---------------------------------- Location: Hogsmeade Station State: Quiet OOC: ... ----------------------------------
In this head my thoughts are deep, But sometimes I can't even speak, Would someone be and not pretend I'm off again in my World
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 4:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 5:45 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do
The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it
Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞
Annabeth walked along the row of carriages, trying to find one that was empty. They all seemed to be full, however, or have a lone rider. She just wanted one that was empty so she could ride with her friends. When Romy opened the door to an empty carriage that she must have missed and held his hand out for her, the Gryffindor blushed a bit. 'Dearest? Does that mean he-- No, why would he? I'm nothing special.' she thought, her cheeks brightening with each passing moment. Thankfully, it wasn't too terribly bright outside. Maybe he couldn't see her blushing... "O-Okay. Thank you, Romulus." she said, taking his hand and stepping into the carriage. Once inside, she sat down, straightening her skirt and fidgeting with her sweater. What was wrong with her? She had no reason to worry. Or... did she?
❝Now take a chance and call me crazy! Smile kid, there's only one way out We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow
We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead
If you give me one chance to take your hand I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 5:49 pm
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