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 Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:21 pm
Adalaide BlytheHufflepuff // Fourth Year // Great Hall: Hufflepff Table // WearingspaceCURRENTLY // single // crushing // lovingsspaceCURRENTLY FEELING // ExcitedspspaceCURRENTLY WITH // Nell, Olyvia and HeatherspaspaceCURRENTLY THINKING // 'Lyv seemed so excited earlier and now she's sad... what happened?'spacspace'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs...'═════════════════════════════════ 
Ada nodded in agreement with Ariana, intending to stop before making it to the tables and talk to Michelle about the older boy... Steele, she remembered, was his name. One of the quidditch players on her house team who'd quit in the middle of the year last term. She scowled. That guy was all around getting on her nerves. She looked at Michelle. "C'mon, Ariana's right, I'm starving." She sighed a bit, not really looking forward to telling Michelle but knowing it was either him or the whole house. Better to give her something to focus on.
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'As they tried to teach me how to dance.'
 (( OOC: ))So, I saw the commercial for Sam and Cat the other day and now I keep reading your posts in her ditzy voice and it's sort of hilarious.Monday: ... Tuesday: ... Wednesday: ... Thursday: ... Friday: ...
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:41 pm
  ஐShow me how to lie. You’re getting better all the timeஐ
ஐAnd as you step back into line. A mob jumps to their feetஐ
ஐNow dance, dance Man, he never had a chanceஐ ¤¤¤¤¤¤Michelle nodded her head at the nurse's, Ariana's and Ada's suggestion. Ice cold silver eyes fell on her sister once more, before leaving the young girl in the care of the nurse. A Montague. She almost sneered at the name. No matter what her cousin was getting up to with the prat, she still hadn't decided if she forgave him for all that he'd said to Ada, and all the idiotic, obnoxious things he'd done. She was half tempted to turn around, and tell his mother exactly who he was supposedly dating. Her half blood cousin. She didn't think the woman would take that well. And she knew Dominic would be angry if she did. Pissing him off, seemed to be one her life goals. Always. The only reason she decided against telling the nurse right this moment, was for the fact that her beloved sister was in the care of her, and she preferred to not have an irate woman taking care of the young Hufflepuff. She growled low in her throat and followed Ada from the wing. She had caught her best friend's earlier look and knew she had something to tell her.OOC: Exit somewhereஐWith a thousand lies, and a good disguiseஐ
ஐHit ‘em right between the eyesஐ
ஐWhen you walk away, nothing more to sayஐ
ஐSee the lightning in your eyes. See ‘em running for their livesஐ
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 4:26 pm
  ♫Fifth Year♪Hufflepuff♫Seeker♪Vice Captain♫Prefect♪((OOC: Next post at The Hufflepuff Table)) ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Ariana nodded towards Adalaide and Michelle before leading them out of the Hospital Wing and down to the Great Hall. Format by MissMoony13
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:06 pm
 Shina Kiremono~Fifth Year~Ravenclaw Prefect and Seeker Shina flew slowly through the halls, using her broom as a sort of impromptu wheelchair since she couldn't walk on her leg. Arriving at the hospital wing, she hovered and filled out the paperwork, handwriting rather sloppy due to her shivers and the numb state of her fingers. Name: Shina Kiremono Year: Fifth House: Ravenclaw Symptoms: Two bludger hits, exposure to cold. Lower left leg visibly broken, though not compound. Left hip has deep bruising (soft tissue, as well as bruising to hipbone). Fingertips red and numb (early frostbite).  ((OOC: ... ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 12:40 am
 ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖
☾Headmistress ☽
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ♡ιηαяι εvεяηιgнт♡ мσσ∂ ---& {In Control} ❝I'm just a bad girl, that's why we get along❞ ❝Won't make excuses for anything I'm doing wrong❞ ❝I'll pull the trigger in a flash❞
Her heels clicked on the brightly cleaned floors as she entered the wing with the others in toe behind her. She walked up to the main desk looking to see if it was occupied. Turning to Cinq,"You may sit him in one of those chairs for now ." pointing to show the chairs along the wall. Looking arond the corner she asked for one of the other nurses."Nurse Montague? Could we get some assistance please?"She called out not sure of where the healer was at the current moment.
❝Watch out honey, step back❞
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 12:56 am
 Amata is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Festive at the Hospital Wingspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing // lovingspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // The Headmistress and Professor Moreauspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Anxiousspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'Oh, God, whatever could be wrong with him?' spacespac
'The rain is falling on my windowpane,
But we are hiding in a safer place.' ═════════════════════════════════
Amata wrung her hands together nervously. After having admitted to herself that her feelings towards Grayson weren't purely platonic, that she was actually attracted to him, her anxiety of his apparent condition had increased tenfold. She stood, silent and waifish, her face paler than normal. This was rather stressful. What if he was sick? What if he was cursed? There were so many possibilities... and none of them were pleasant. She could barely stand still, kept having to stop herself from pacing the room. She bit her lip and crossed her arms, hugging herself. It was all she could do to keep from grabbing him and screaming for him to wake up. This... this was incredibly upsetting for the woman. And the Seer... Amata's hands clenched at the memory of her words. Was this the trouble? Was something really, truly, horribly wrong? What if... what if there was nothing that could be done?
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'Under covers staying safe and warm,
You give me feelings that I adore.'
(( OOC: ))
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 7:07 am
Healer Mary-Louise Montague
Nurse of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry 
A bit flustered, and far too distraught to really pay attention, she barely noticed the cringing struggle of the door on its hinges as it swept open to reveal the Headmistress a few professors. Mary blinked, and in that instance, rose to her feet and clicked short heels against the white tiles until she slipped out of her office and into the main reception area. ”Headmistress Evernight, Professor Moreau, Professor Harlowe, is something—oh dear,” her dazzling emerald eyes flocked from one face to another until they lingered idly upon the only other professor she hadn’t named. Professor Powell was in a blissful state of unconsciousness, so it seemed. ”What happened?” She blinked as she ushered them deeper into the hospital wing. How so very odd she couldn’t help but note, it wasn’t like it was very often they’d had to treat professors.
”Set him here gently,” she instructed as slipped her wand out of her robe pocket and flicked her wrist, the white sheets of the nearest bed straightened themselves, the blankets slid to allow much more ease to slide him in and still rest the covers over him.
[Move to Grayson Powell’s Bed]
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 8:26 am
 C I N Q ° M O R E A U
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H U F F L E P U F F ° G H O U L S & G H O S T S T U D I E S ° S T R I K E R ' S
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Carrying Grayson felt like carrying a sack of potato. Except the potato was breathing and living. Dragging the poor guy all the way to the Hospital Wing made Cinq slightly worried. Not once had the guy shown any signs of movement, or maybe he was just around people who perform karate chops during their sleep for too long a time. But still. For a couple seconds, Cinq believed Powell to be in some sort of a coma, unresponsive and unmoving, almost dead but not really dead. The body radiated heat, and all of those remarks he had made back in the Great Hall made the Hufflepuff believe that no, Powell won't die.
Cinq gently put Powell into a chair, being careful as to not accidentally bash the guy's head against the wall: It wouldn't be pleasant, after all. Then, he rolled his shoulders and stretched his arms into the sky, and said, "Man, was he heavy." Though that came out sounding more casual than that of a man having dragged another all the way to the Hospital Wing.
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❝ Perhaps life is solemn,
And perhaps death is daunting.
But as the undead I am neither. ❞
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2013 10:10 pm
 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 hereRick carried his brother into the room, biting his lip. Jacob still hadn't stirred from his slumber, and Rick was now really worried. What the heck was wrong with him? Setting his brother into one of the chairs, he hurriedly scrawled out a form before looking around. He could feel tendrils of desperation trying to eat at the calm he'd built up around himself after his brother's fall, and now he wondered if his sanity could sustain another blow of losing someone. Only, this time it was worse and he knew it. Looking around, he finally couldn't keep it in any longer and decided to call out. "Hello? Anyone? I need some help! Please!."Name: Jacob Drage Year: Second House: Gryffindor Symptoms: Just fell asleep during tryouts and isn't waking up. ----------------------------------
Location: Hospital Wing
Thinking: What do I do now???
OOC: ...
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2013 10:19 pm
  ※Fifth Year※Hufflepuff※Chaser※Prefect※ Dhyl followed Rick into the room, sighing lightly. "Rick, calm down. They'll be able to help, I'm sure. Its their job, after all." The taller boy watched Rick, then glanced at the sleeping child sitting near him. Hopefully a nurse would come soon, if only to help ease Rick's undoubtedly pounding heart.
※Wearing※
※Out Of Character:※
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 8:51 pm
 ---------◖Can you feel the Magic◗
--------◢Can you hear the Love◣
-----◆Can you be the one for me?◆══════════════════════════════╝
Lukas stepped out of his office and up to the front desk. Seeing a clearly upset boy he sighed. "Calm down, please, or I may have t make you leave." he said apologetically. He turned to the other boy as he looked at the sign in sheet. Fell asleep and won't wake? Just like Powell... he said glancing at the bed blocked from view where the History of Magic Professor slept, for a week. They had no idea how to wake him, or what was wrong with him. "Unfortunately this is the second case of this so far this year. We are not sure what is causing it, or how to wake them. For now, let's just get Jacob in a bed. I will send an owl to some of my colleagues at St. Mungos, hopefully we can get some answers." he said as he looked at the boys. He waved his wand at a vacant bed, and it began to prepare itself.
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◖Will I feel the Magic◗---------
◢Will I hear the Love◣--------
◆Can I be the one for you?◆-----
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 10:32 pm
 Raphael Alexander Snow
Hufflepuff First Year
Single
Pureblood ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Raph followed Heather to the hospital wing trying not to move his hand too much. As they arrived he took a piece of paper and filled it out. But with his non dominant hand, it was rather scribbly...
Name: Raphael Snow
Year: First
House: Hufflepuff
Symptoms: Bludger to the right wrist ( Thinks it's broken Possibly in several places) and to the left arm (Just bruising) 
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 9:55 am
 Do you really wanna be like them?
Do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of that crowd?
Luke entered the Hospital Wing, supporting Steffi between the three of them. He was worried, but he'd managed to bury it while moving her through the halls. First Drage succumbs to whatever this was during tryouts, and now? He didn't know what to think of what happened. He looked at the others, shifting to one arm while he pointed at the chairs. "Nicholson, Clarisse, set her down there. I need to fill out the form for her." Making sure the other two had a hold of her, he let go and walked to the desk to fill out a form. Name: Steffi Theresia Year: Third House: Gryffindor Symptoms: Collapsed during class.  Location: Hospital Wing
State: Concerned
OOC: ...
You, don't wanna be just like youxxx
What I'm sayin' isxxxxx
This is the anthemxxxxxxx
Throw all your hands upxxxxxxxxx
You, don't wanna be youxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 10:21 am
  Location: Transfigurations -> Hospital Wing David paid extra close attention to what he was doing as they moved Steffi down the hall to the hospital wing. Walking in Luke told them to set her down in one of the chairs. "You got it." he replied. There was that calling him by his last name again. Why wouldn't look use his first name? He did know it. "Come on Xavier." David told his friend waiting to move with him to get her over to the chairs and set down nicely. "I wonder what's wrong with her..." he said once she was set down. "First Jacob and now Steffi something's definitely going on. Oh let's not forget Professor Powell." he stated realizing there had to be something odd going on. ‘Wonder if any strange things are happening outside of Hogwarts…’ he thought. It just seemed so odd why would this be happening to everyone? Status: Surprised yet concerned With: Luke, Xavier List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: ---  Ashton the Barn Owl
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