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I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes. I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside. It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I; When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die. We're gonna separate ourselves tonight... We're always running scared but holding knives... But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies.
ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᶤᶠᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander looked almost anxious, which was an unusual emotion for him. It wasn't that he was rarely anxious; he was anxious all the time, but his anxiety was usually wrapped up in a reassuring coat of simmering rage and contempt for other people. Right now he wasn't really angry, which put him even more on edge. He'd had what he was fairly certain qualified as the best summer of all fifteen years of his life, mostly because at least three quarters of it were spent snogging Wendy right under the nose of adults he couldn't stand. There was something inherently satisfying about saying 'yes sir' and 'no ma'am' to Wendy's pseudo-guardians without them knowing he and her had just been experimenting with kissing underwater. He and Wendy still bickered constantly, but now it seemed to very easily slide from that familiar territory into flirting, which he still wasn't quite sure what to make of. He'd never done any of this before, and Wendy was the only girl he'd ever be doing it with, and he wanted to be sure he was doing it right. Girls were sensitive. If she was angry with him she wouldn't want to snog him and suddenly there were a million more threats hanging over his head. He also wasn't sure what their 'relationship', he supposed you could call it that, was in the public realm. They'd only ever been that way in private. The only 'date' they'd ever been on was to the Yule Ball, and that seemed like years ago now. He'd just been a stupid little kid then. Consequently, he had no idea if the only times Wendy would want to snog him now were in private, or if she was even going to mention the past summer at all. Suddenly everything was so complicated. Before, it had been easy. Hating Wendy, antagonizing Wendy... that had been easy. It was still easy. He was certain part of him still hated Wendy, though maybe that hate was more for the way she made him feel than anything she actually was or did. He felt like an open wound; vulnerable just standing here, all his hopes pinned on some girl... He scowled at a few timid looking first years coming through the barrier, who promptly hurried by him, and impatiently waited to spot a familiar head of red hair.
I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like. Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire; Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax, When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide. You left my heart like an abandoned car: Old and worn out, no use at all... But I used to be free.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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I'm no hero, you remember how I was, you know All I ever did was worry, feeling out of control To the point where everything was going end over end I'm spinning around in circles again
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Rhys shoved his trolley through the barrier, trying his damndest to get away from the looks he knew he was getting from his family. No, he didn't want to talk, and he'd rather smack the next person that suggested hugs. Hugs didn't fix anything. Neither did sweets. He knew that his da had shoved a sack of them into his trunk when he wasn't looking, and he planned on giving the entire thing to Gid the first chance he got. He also planned on learning some hexes or charms that would make people just shut up. He didn't need lectures, he didn't need sympathy, he just wanted to be left alone. Being away for the summer helped, but it hadn't helped all the way, since when he came back to get his stuff for school, he couldn't get Kenny to quit giving him looks like he was worried, and Caty kept acting like everything was the same. It wasn't.
Deciding he just needed to escape, he had gone through ahead of his family and was even now making a beeline for the train. Tessa was already behind him, the boxer easily keeping up with him through the crowd. Honestly he was glad about the fact he was able to bring her to school, considering that she had been the one thing he had missed the most from home. He'd hardly gotten a chance to see her over the summer before he stormed out. As it was, he was still considerably shorter than most of the people at the platform, and having Tessa around at least kept people from getting too close. When he got to the train, he suddenly realized he had a problem, as he didn't exactly have anyone to help him load his trunk onto the train. He groaned, thunking his head against the handle. Oh, this wasn't going to be fun, muscling the thing onto the train.
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This is where you come in All of this to explain to you why I had to separate myself away from yesterday's life Please remember this isn't how I hoped it would be But I had to protect you from me
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2015 1:38 pm
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![User Image](https://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w186/MissGryffindorkable/Reid Family/Gideon Logan Reid/GidNP2_zpslj2pxfv4.jpg) ✮ Sɛƈօռɖ Yɛαʀ Gʀʏʄʄɨռɖօʀ ✮ Gid was excited to be going off to school, particularly since he had a new broom, and not to mention Scoots with him. He had missed his dog all through last year, but this one promised to be better. He had been studying sign language with his mom, but had been keeping it secret from his best friend. Speaking of whom, where was he? Gid's dad had equipped his trunk with wheels this year, making it possible for Gid to move it around. Unfortunately, he also had Scoots in a backpack, so he was rather laden down. He made his way toward the train, then looked over to see "Rhys! There you are! Hi!" He made his way over to the boy, white hair making it more than possible to spot him in a crowd. When Gid saw the dog Rhys had, he smiled bigger, happy as ever. "You brought your dog too! Awesome! This year is going to be so much fun!" He would've been bouncing up and down with excitement... if it were possible. His bouncy attitude would have to work for now. When heard mention of dogs, Scoots barked once, then grabbed her squeaky bone to play with, tail wagging excitedly within the confines of her travel bag.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪɴ ℓιƒє ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ cяαωℓ, Lᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀɪᴘ, тяιρ αη∂ ƒαℓℓ Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀɴ ᴏɴ ɴᴏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ƒιη∂ уσυяѕєℓƒ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ωαℓкιηg'ѕ єαѕу ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪs ғʟᴀᴛ Tʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴏʟᴇ ʜɪɪʟs'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ єνєяу тιмє Yᴇᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ Lᴏʀᴅ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜs мσυηтαιηѕ sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ cℓιмв {OoC:}
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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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Brandon looked around as he bit his lip, already feeling like he was going to get whiplash from looking around everywhere. It had been a weird trip, made even weirder when he'd met his cousin's brother. It was really no surprise that Caty had mistaken Michael for Jer, either. After all, the guy looked like a dead ringer for Michael. Saying his goodbyes to his family, which promptly got him jealous looks from Phoebe as she wanted to go off to this magic school too, he pushed through the barrier Jer had told him was there, and feeling like he was going to crash. Instead, he hadn't, and ended up on the other side where there seemed to be a bunch of kids gathering around a giant steam engine. Feeling a little self-conscious as he had the impression he stuck out like a sore thumb, he made his way toward the train, figuring if nothing else, he could put his trunk on board and see if he could find the other kids he'd met in the wand shop.
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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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Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day! The sun is up, the sky is blue... It's beautiful and so are you! Dear Prudence, open up your eyes. Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies. Look around, round and round-
p r u d e n c e " p r u " l o w e r y gryffindor pureblood │ captain & keeper │ fifth year
Pru was, ironically, just as relieved to be going back to school as she had been to go home at the end of the summer. Her fourth year had been stressful for a multitude of reasons, and her summer had been stressful for a multitude of reasons. One of them was currently thunking his head against the handle of his trolley. Ordinarily, she would have immediately offered to help her cousin with getting his things onto the train, but she didn't really feel like it, given the way said cousin had been acting lately. Pru figured she was a decent person, but she wasn't a saint, and wasn't about to martyr herself for the cause of Rhys' trunk making it into a compartment. Should she be the bigger person, being literally bigger, and older and wiser? Probably, but at the moment all of her compassion for someone who couldn't even stand to let his little sister hug him had run out. She suspected she'd feel bad about not helping later, but she wasn't exactly thrilled at the moment either. If he wanted to act like a little arse, she'd leave him the hell alone. But he had better not be a prat to Caty, she thought sourly. With everything that had happened, she thought Caty at least deserved a nice first year. She set off looking for her boyfriend and friends, glad she hadn't been made a prefect on top of everything else. Addy and Tori had likely gotten the badges, and she was going to be happy for them, while internally worrying about the disaster Gryffindor quidditch tryouts must be. Dear Merlin, that was going to be a bloody mess. Hopefully not literally.
The wind is low, the birds will sing... That you are part of everything! Dear Prudence, let me see you smile. Dear Prudence, like a little child. The clouds will be a daisy chain, So let me see you smile again.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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αɢє 11 | αםvєитυяєя | υиsσятєם ғιяsт чєαя
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ﻬஐ Caty excitedly burst through the barrier with her trolley at full speed with her Da running after her to pick up anything that might've fallen out. She only slowed at Tock's unhappy growl coming into her ear from his position on her shoulder and gave him a two finger pet in apology. It had taken her a good while to figure out which pet she would like as a familiar for when she went off to school. She had even taken to going to her Aintín's store looking over all her pets until she stopped and stared at the lizard habitat. Which was where she found Tock, and she and him and been inseparable ever since. She started looking around for anyone she might know immediately spotting Rhys hurrying away from them and practically about to board the train without her. She was a bit hurt by that, especially since she'd tried so hard not to "crowd him" and whatnot except for the first night he had been back. She couldn't help it! He was her big brother and he had just left for nearly 2 whole months just like Kenny had! At least her eldest brother had made it up to her, he didn't even want to be in the same room as her sometimes. Most times really.
Her sad look must've been showing plainly as her Da ruffled her hair again making her squawk and lift her face to his while straightening whatever he'd done. "I know it probably ain' w'at you wan' to hear righ' now, but jus' give 'im some time. But also don' let 'im walk all over ye. Ye still got Pru with you so, you cen go to 'er if Rhys is bein'...difficult." the father told her delicately. Caty very nearly snorted at his description of the slightly older boy. "Difficult" wasn't breaking things, screaming and running away. It wasn't pushing her away, sometimes literally, when she just wanted to show him some affection. But she still couldn't completely blame him; he hadn't been around when Aedan up and left deciding that they weren't good enough any longer. He thought things were going ok but she had seen it all. She had seen a book back at the Lowery estate talking about grief and wondered why the family even had one before she remembered her uncle, Aintín Siobhan's late husband and figured it would've been in high demand back then. There had been a pyramid type thing saying there were levels of grief one had to go through before they hit acceptance. She just figured Rhys was way way deep into the anger phase.
Just then she heard her Da sigh as looked to see the person of her thoughts struggling to put his things away. Caty figured she would have to do the same anyway and followed over to put his stuff away while Ciaran went to help his son lift his trunk. She was just waiting for her turn when she spotted a familiar face from the wand shop and grinned brightly as she began to wave enthusiastically at him. With barely any warning (or really none at all) she ran off towards the boy happy she'd found someone to take her mind off of things. "Brandon! How was the rest of your summer? Oh! Do you need help with your trunk? My Da could help! Or my older brother." she added as an afterthought since he was seeing them both off to school. Or seeing his clingy girlfriend off. Bleck.ஐﻬ
I'll think of a mermaid lagoon Oh--underneath a magic moon I'll think I'm in a pirate's cave I'll think I'll be an Indian brave Now, everybody try--one, two, three! We can fly! We can fly! We can fly!
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It was with a bit of melancholy that Dani approached the barrier. For her this was the last time she'd be taking the familiar steam train to Hogwarts, and it didn't seem so long ago she was a scared young girl suddenly thrust into the Wizarding World. As had become customary over the last few years, her grandparents and her aunt brought her to London, with Sassafras tucked into her carrier and protesting the indignity of it all to any whom cared to hear. The family had breakfast together before setting out to the rail station, and then to the platform where the Hogwarts Express awaited.
Dani rolled her trunk along behind her on a dolly, the case containing her broomstick strapped to the top, while she kept her school bag slung over one shoulder, and the cat carrier over the other. She was still dressed for breakfast with the Quinns: a long-sleeved white silk blouse over a slim black skirt, with black high-heeled shoes. The strand of pearls around her neck, and the matching pair of pearl earrings (both were treasured gifts from Grandpa Quinn) were quite visible as her long, buttery blonde hair was worn up off of her neck in a rather sophisticated hairdo. Dani planned to change into school clothes on the train, let her hair down (physically and psychologically), and wear her new Head Girl badge for the first time.
Head Girl. Yeah, that was something to get used to; Dani was surprised when she received the badge along with the accompanying letter when the owl arrived with her usual list of supplies to buy. For the life of her, she hadn't a clue how she managed to accrue that honour, though she figured Professor Harlowe must have put a kind word in for her, but she knew she needed to live up to the honour and the responsibilities which came with it.
As she arrived on the platform and looked around, she soon spotted Pru, and was reminded again of their disastrous last season. Idly the Seventh Year Seeker wondered if there'd be enough students trying out to even have a functioning team this year. For some reason the words 'dumpster fire' kept creeping into her thoughts in connection to the quidditch team. 'Well, it's a good thing I'm not counting on getting on any professional team after graduating,' she thought.
She also saw a familiar head of snowy white hair, and made her way toward her friend, whom was leaning against a wall. Though they were no longer a couple, he still had a special place in her heart, and always would. Greeting him with a smile and a warm hug, Dani said aloud, "Eli. How was your summer?"
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And God knows I'm not dying but I bleed now And God knows it's the only way to heal now With all the blood I lost with you It drowns the love I thought I knew
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We can fight our desires... But when we start making fires; We get ever so hot, Whether we like it or not! They say we can love who we trust, But what is love without lust? Two hearts with accurate devotion... What are feelings without emotions?
M O R V E N G R A I N N E V A S S SLYTHERIN │ SEVENTH YEAR │ BLOOD TRAITOR
Morven couldn't say she was exactly overjoyed to be headed back for another year of school, especially since it was her last year, she was already an adult at this point, she had more exams, and life was basically meaningless. Alright, the last bit had been a joke, but the only highlight of her final summer as a 'carefree adolescent' had been getting so drunk she swore the hangover literally tried to murder her the next morning. Note to self; alcohol does not make the music any less loud or the lights any less light. She savored the feeling of being above it all, a high and mighty seventh year, watching the little underclassmen scurry this way and that.... Fine, she was bored, no one she knew was around, and she wasn't going to be one of those twats who jumped on the train first thing like they might not notice it leaving if they waited. She leaned against a wall next to a bench, and wondered if she just felt adrift. She was living with her sister and her sister's boyfriend. She doubted she'd be welcomed back after she graduated, not that she planned on returning to Tinworth. She was getting a flat and a job and that was going to be that. Maybe she was somewhat dismal because Seymour was a year younger and she doubted he'd be interested in the whole 'long distance' thing. Not that she could blame; if their ages were reversed she sure as hell wouldn't be. But she was going to chalk up all of her angst to a bloody boy, that was for sure, and tried to convince herself most of it was due to her worries about not being able to get a job anywhere because of The Issue. Pain lanced up her arm for a moment and she bit down on her lower lip, glaring at the patch of makeup covering the scarring. It was all. In. Her Head. It had been six years. "F**k you," she muttered under her breath, and not for the first time. F***ing sh*te for brains animal, going after a little girl.
I'm going in for the kill... I'm doing it for a thrill... Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand, And not let go of my hand. I had my hopes out on the line; Well, they'll be ready for you in time. If you leave them out too long, They'll be withered by the sun.
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ ṡïṉģlε ✖ Looking Spastic at the Platform with Caty and Brandon xxxғeelιngxxx Excited xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ This is going to be AMAZING! ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
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's mirth simply couldn't be contained as the child burst through the barrier, eyes widening in amazement when it actually worked and he found himself standing next to a scarlet steam engine that had most certainly not been located at the station proper. He glanced over his shoulder, surprised to see that his mother was absent. He'd known she wasn't planning on running through the barrier with him, but he's sort of thought that perhaps there'd be some sort of after-image type thing where he'd still be able to see her. Not the case, apparently, which saddened him somewhat, but he had said goodbye and all that before, so it didn't matter overmuch. The blonde turned his attention towards the platform, looking for students who were around his height, figuring they'd be his age, more or less. Spotting a boy and a girl, he approached with a big smile, waving at the pair. "Hello, I'm Colin! Are you two first years?" he asked cheerfully. The could have potentially been a bit older, maybe second or third years, but he was hoping not. He wanted to meet kids in his year, since he'd be having lessons with them. Did wizards make students do group projects? If so, he wanted to be sure he had plenty of partners to choose from. Plus, he just liked making friends.
╚═════════════════════════════════════════════════ 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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