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 Posted: Fri Jan 31, 2020 11:28 pm
 ❀✿ WESLYN REMARKA KNOLLEfirst year || Unsorted || halfblood
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Weslyn gave Yukon a hug as the first years were called apart from the older students. She knew it would be less than an hour before she saw him again, but there was something terrifying about the crowd of students. She still had so many questions she hadn’t thought to ask until today! She really, really should have asked Yukon about the sorting process. What if she didn’t get sorted into the same house as Yukon or Kenny?
Thankfully, Kenny reached out and grabbed her hand before Wes wore a hole through the hem of her skirt fiddling with it. ”Of course,” she said, taking his hand and guiding them towards the crowd of other first years. She caught his smirk and smiled gratefully back, knowing that he asked probably more for her sake than his. Kenny was quite independent. Weslyn was the one nervous and ”Thanks. Also thanks for asking Yukon all those questions too. Are...are you worried at all?”
_______________ setting Hogsmeade Station, 1 September 2048 || with Kenny, and a lot of people
wearing uniform || status nervous...a little better with Kenny though. _______________//OOC: Sorry! I had it written and forgot to post it XD _______________   
Wake up, wake up, the sun cannot wait for long
Reach out, reach out before it fades away
You will find the warmth when you surrender
Smile into the fear and let it play
✿❀~"Brave" by Josh Groban, cover by Peter Hollens.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 5:41 pm
 The Scarlet Steam Engine slowly pulled into the station. A wall of steam puffed out as it came to a stop. The Hogwarts Express had arrived.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 6:04 pm
 
✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ тнere'ѕ no one lιĸe yoυ
ι can'т waιт ғor тнe nιgнтѕ wιтн yoυ
ι ιмagιne тнe тнιngѕ we'll do
ι jυѕт wanт тo вe loved вy yoυ═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceCallum arrived at the Station to pick up the new batch of first years for their journey to the school. As always, he made note of his physical presence, trying to present an aura of approachable and kind, while still looking like someone you wouldn't want to make angry. Children, after all, could be troublemakers, and he wanted to be sure that none of them thought to cause problems for him. But, at the same time, they were just kids. He didn't want to scare them. People tended to be afraid of him, and it was no one's fault but his own. Still, he had a job to do. Magically amplifying his voice, he called out, "Attention! First year students! Make your way over towards me, please, so that we can start heading to the castle!"
spaceAs the small group began to form around him, he smiled. "Evening! My name is Callum Murdoch, I'll be escorting you to Hogwarts Castle. Everyone needs to stay close to me. You'll have plenty of time to explore the castle and grounds," which did not include the village, obviously, but he didn't figure it'd do him any favors to mention that, "once the school year is underway. For now, you need to stick with me so we can get you sorted and fed." Hopefully, the lure of food would keep them from acting up. A few kids had tried to sneak off here and there, and he wasn't keen on chasing down an eleven year old. He'd like to keep his job, thanks.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ gιrl, тнere are really no wordѕ ѕтrong enoυgн
тo deѕcrιвe all мy longιng ғor love
ι don'т wanт мy ғeelιngѕ reѕтraιned
oн вaвe, ι jυѕт need yoυ lιĸe never вeғore
ι jυѕт ιмagιne yoυ'd coмe тнroυgн тнιѕ door
yoυ'd тaĸe all мy ѕorrow away═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Train Station
wнen - 1 Sept 2049
wιтн - First Years
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First Year Students Should follow Callum!
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 6:18 pm
xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Hogsmeade Platform
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Myself
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Train Arrival
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I can't wait for dinner...
Finley spent the afternoon hanging out with his dad and finalizing his packing. Luckily, his packing up wouldn't be quite as important this year, since he could return home every couple of weeks. This year, he had a new companion, an owl he'd called Louis, after the one and only Louis Armstrong. He packed the owl's accouterments, then sent the owl to fly off toward Hogwarts. No sense making the poor guy sit in a cage for a few hours, after all. When it was closer to time, Finley bade his father a fond farewell, promising to visit on the first Hogsmeade weekend. He then walked up the still quiet alley to await the train.
When he started feeling the ground rumble, the boy looked up, seeing the well-lit train slowing to a stop. All at once, the doors opened and kids of all ages began to pour out. Luckily, Finley had a plan. It was a simple plan, but still good. Avoid the Horror Twins. Ta-da, that was all. He stood toward the edge of the platform, doing his best to keep an eye on the crowd. With any hope, the twins would be occupied, perhaps by whatever stage of relationship Chadwick and Sparrow were in today. He sighed softly, already wishing today was over. A nice big meal and a warm bed sounded like perfection.
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴀɴᴅ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴘᴏᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ
Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ sᴏᴜʟ, ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ?
Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪsᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇɢs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ
Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴇᴛᴛʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ɢʀᴀʏ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀᴛᴇ
Iꜰ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ, Iꜰ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ɪs ʟᴇꜰᴛ sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴍʙs ᴇxᴘʟᴏᴅᴇ, ɪꜰ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ
Fᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʀᴇ, I ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 6:22 pm
This little bit of stardust
Keeps waking me up
All in my head
Tongue tied in knots
Keeps shutting me up  R I A N
C A S E Y
M C L E L L A N
PUREBLOOD │ UNSORTED │ FIRST YEAR
Rian reluctantly walked towards the burgeoning crowd of first years after dropping off his luggage, hoping he didn't look too nervous. That was probably a lost cause, though; his mum said he had 'a very expressive face' and Aunt Elsie said that meant he was an open book, basically. Rubbing his slightly clammy palms on his uniform trousers, he shuffled over to the back of the group, wishing he could have taken a carriage straight up to the castle with his brother. He'd grown up on the lake, but he wasn't looking forward to the boat ride; just the thought of it made him feel slightly queasy, even though he could swim and wasn't afraid of the giant squid. Something about that vast expanse of dark water unnerved him all the same.
At least he wasn't worried about the Sorting. Even if he didn't get into Hufflepuff like his parents and brother, he knew they'd accept him no matter where he went. And he'd still get to see Angus at meals and on the weekends, of course. Hopefully Rian could sneak back into Hogsmeade alongside his older brother this year, to visit their parents. If not, he'd just tag along with his aunt on 'official professor business' in the village. Feeling a bit better at the thought, he finally looked up from studying the ground, only to bump into the person in front of him, "Sorry," he muttered to the bespectacled boy, who had a head of thick wavy brown hair. "Wasn't looking where I was going." Just let me out, I wanna run
This little bit of stardust
Keeps waking me up
All in my head
Mastered that much
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 6:41 pm
 
✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ hєч líttlє dαnnч, dσn't чσu crч
í αm чσu frσm much lαtєr ín чσur lífє
í knσw чσur hαír ís wíld, í knσw чσu hαvє nσ stчlє
чσu'rє stíll α vírgín αnd чσu wíll вє fσr α whílє═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceAusten was more than ready to get off the train by the time it pulled into the station; he wasn't the most active person, especially not compared to his family, but you could only sit for so long. He was eager to get up and stretch his legs a little. Actually, if he could break away from the crowd long enough to do some proper stretches, that'd be amazing. He supposed it would depend on how long it took all the first years to collect.
spaceHe hopped off the train and said goodbye to Q, hoping they were in the same house so they could sit together once he'd been sorted. Barring that, he hoped he got the same house as either of the two first years who'd joined them on the train, since they'd both seemed alright. Hearing the call for first years, he turned to the pair, shrugging. "I guess we go that way," he said, and then took off in the direction of Mr. Murdoch. Luckily, the man was standing slightly away from the crowd, so there was room for him to start stretching his legs out like he'd wanted. He probably looked a bit weird, but he didn't care; he was all cramped up.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw thαt чσu αrє cσσl αs ******** σn thє ínsídє?
чσu'rє just gσíng thrσugh αn αwkwαrd phαsє frσm 12 tσ 29
dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw thαt єvєrчσnє fєєls wєírd σn thє ínsídє?
dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw? dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw? dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw?═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Train Station
wнen - 1 Sept 2049 - Evening
wιтн - Callie, Tori
- ooc -
blah blah blah
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 6:46 pm
 Salvador_"Sallie"_Houdinispaces
( Muggleborn ￭ First Year ￭ Unsorted ) ↫xx
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫
𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐰
𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮
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Sallie came out the train smoothing his plain black robes, more paying attention to the scenery than the people he's walking infront with. He'll admit, he admit that the village was really quaint and kind of cute for a wizarding village. Then again... In his admittedly ignorant brain he thought wizards and witches like to dress all-black with victorian clothing and such. Sallie was also sure that if he said this to anyone beside him he'll probably get thrown to the lake. So this is another time where for once, he had to shut up.
He yelped a high-pitched "Eek!" at the feeling of being very much bumped from behind. Sallie's bushy head turned around quickly to see a timid-looking pale brunette apologize. He looked aesthetically cooler than him, now his "Eek" is embarrassing. "Oh! Uh. No problem!" He chirped, as if trying to rebuild his first impression, "Now that's a bit embarrassing since I yelped like a squeaky toy but! You know, that's normal, right? New students and all? Like, see, I very much feel like a tourist y'know? You don't seem overwhelmed by the new setting, that's cool of you." And there's a pause that halted his inherent talkativeness to gather more oxygen, which made Sallie think for a while, "Also I'm like. Very new to the "I'm magic" thing, please help me. Please?"
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𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨
𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨
 xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
wнeɴ - September 2049 ↫xx
wнere - Hogsmeade ↫xxxx
wιтн - Rian ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 7:13 pm
  You let your 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔱 run ᗯ𝕀Ĺ𝔻
𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 has 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 as we all go dₒwₙ
Yeah but for the ϝαʅʅ—oh, ᎷᎩ—
Do you DΛЯΣ to look them r̷i̷g̷h̷t̷ in the eyes?
Hitori hadn't expected to make friends quite so quickly. Well he wasn't really sure if this counted as friends yet... but they had spent the entire train ride together so maybe it did. He hoped so. He liked the idea of having friends. He offered an awkward wave to the older boy as they left the train before following Austen onto the platform and then over to Mr. Murdoch. He wasn't sure what to make of the boy stretching out at first, but then he figured most weren't as used to be cramped up for long periods of time.
Before getting her letter to Hogwarts, Tori's parents had her spending hours upon hours everyday in tutoring classes on nearly every subject imaginable. Not to mention all the things she had to learn about her heritage and grandparents and such as well. Thankfully she wasn't a very active person so it didn't bother her much. And it was also just her normal. She brushed a hand through her hair and scrunched up her nose. What were classes at Hogwarts going to be like she wondered? Would she be stuck in the same classroom eight hours a day like at home?
"Hey Austen," she said, not wanting to interrupt his exercise, but also figuring he'd be the best to ask. "You know a lot about this school right? My parents didn't go to Hogwarts, so I'll be the first going. What are classes like? Like.... do you change rooms or anything..." A blush clouded his cheeks as he spoke. He realized he probably sounded superbly stupid. It was probably the dumbest question ever.
'Cause ƚʜɘʏ will run you down, ᵈᵒʷⁿ 'til the dark
Yes, and they will гยภ you down, down 'til you ʄǟʟʟ
And they ₩łⱠⱠrun you ᗪㄖ山几 down to your ℃Ỗ𝐑ᵉ
Yeah, 'til you can't ςяΔ𝓌ㄥ no more
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 7:19 pm
If I ruled the world, ruled the world, ruled the world
I'd give the power to the people, everybody would be equal
Fight Club would have a sequel, and my rent would be much cheaper
Jenny wouldn't hate her figure when she's small, or when she's bigger
She'd be kissin' on the mirror, and the WiFi would be quicker C E L E S T E
J O A N
S H O I C H E T
HALFBLOOD │ SLYTHERIN │ SECOND YEAR
Cella alighted from the train feeling rather smug. Unlike last year, this year she'd gotten to ride the train from King's Cross; her father had taken her himself. Was it impractical and a massive waste of time? Certainly. Did she feel guilty? Not in the least. All her moping and whining and pouting had finally paid off, and she'd spend the last six hours in a state of candy coated bliss, even if it'd resulted in a very painful stomach ache at present. She'd spent the train ride with Ella, obviously, and Pietro, who they'd befriended the year before.
Everyone needed some muscle, after all. Cella would admit that she didn't know Pietro as well as Ella did, but she was feeling better about that after so long in a confined space together. Plus, Pietro was a Ravenclaw, which meant all they needed now was a Hufflepuff. Well, there was always Angus. Marching through the crowd, she pointed towards the carriages. "Come on, we don't want to be stuck with the shoddy ones!" One year of formal schooling had not eliminated her desire to be ahead of the curve, even when it came to transportation. Everybody would recycle, fewer cars, and more bicycles
No more fighting for survival, you would hear this song on vinyl
You'd see a doctor if you're sick, Mary, don't you worry 'bout it
'Cause there'd be no crazy bill, no more thousand dollar pills
And age would be a source of pride; you've got beautiful laugh lines
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 7:58 pm
 
✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ ώhεṉ τhε ḋεṿïl ïṡ τøø вυṡÿ αṉḋ ḋεατh'ṡ α вïτ τøø ṃυсh
τhεÿ сαll øṉ ṃε, вÿ ṉαṃε ÿøυ ṡεε ƒøɾ ṃÿ ṡρεсïαl τøυсh
τø τhε ģεṉτlεṃεṉ ï'ṃ ṃïṡṡ ƒøɾτυṉε τø τhε lαḋïεṡ ï'ṃ ṡïɾ ρɾïʐε
вυτ сαll ṃε вÿ αṉÿ ṉαṃε αṉÿ ώαÿ ïτ'ṡ αll τhε ṡαṃε═════════════════════════════════════════════
spacePietro disembarked the train and followed behind Cella with an amused expression. She seemed to be quite happy to take point, he noticed, and did so with a fair amount of gusto. He checked to make sure they hadn't lost Ella in the narrow train hallways before following the blonde girl into the crowd, coming up just behind her and barely resisting the urge to grab hold of her somehow. Normally he'd have just done it, but Cella seemed half-likely to elbow him if he surprised her like that, and he didn't want that. He elected instead to invade her personal space as much as he could to avoid losing her in the crowd.
spaceHe snorted a little as they wove through the other students, tripping a little in his haste. "Is that a thing?" he asked, half teasing and half genuine. "Seems like something they'd be on top of, I'd think." Didn't Hogwarts have a reputation to uphold? More than likely it was just Cella being... well, Cella. He couldn't tell if it was a competitive thing or what, but she did seem to have some very specific standards things were expected to meet. He kind of admired that about her, to be honest.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ï ρlεḋģε ṃÿ αllεģïαṉсε τø αll τhïṉģṡ ḋαɾќ
αṉḋ ï ρɾøṃïṡε øṉ ṃÿ ḋαṃṉεḋ ṡøυl τø ḋø αṡ ï αṃ τølḋ
løɾḋ вεεlʐεвυв αṡ ṉεṿεɾ ṡεεṉ α ṡølḋïεɾ συïτε lïќε ṃε
ṉøτ øṉlÿ ḋøεṡ hïṡ јøв вυτ ḋøεṡ ïτ hαρρïlÿ═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Train Station
wнen - 1 Sept 2049, Evening
wιтн - Cella, Ella
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 8:08 pm
Tell me why you feel so cold
It ain't supposed to feel so cold
Use me like a ring of smoke
Breathe me in and let me go T A L I A
K I S S
W A L S H
gryffindor chaser │ sixth year prefect │ halfblood
Tally had determined that this was the year she went after what she wanted. She was a Gryffindor, after all, and it was high time she took a leaf out of her unflappable sister's book. She spent way too much time worrying about quidditch and homework and prefect duties, and not enough time just having fun and being a 'normal' teen. She was sixteen and she'd never even been out on a date yet, nevermind had her first kiss! Sure, she sometimes got into all sorts of hijinks with Jack and company, but she always felt like such a follower or a spoilsport sometimes, even when she was trying to be more of a free spirit. But now it was her sixth year, she didn't have any exams to worry about, and better late than never, right?
Steeling herself, she followed one Irvine Goldwind off the train, and immediately felt like a creepy stalker, even if they'd just spent hours in the same prefect compartment. Tally had met him last year when he interviewed her for a quidditch article, and since then found herself consistently awkward and giddy in his presence, even though she was pretty sure Irvine, who was a year younger and seemed pretty... standoffish, barely knew who she was beyond being the Gryffindor team captain. Well, what better time to fix that, right? Just smile and say hi, she coached herself. Ask him if he wants to get a carriage. You can do this.
Quickening her pace and hoping her flush didn't really show up in the dark, she caught up to him and waved, then immediately hated herself for doing so. Ugh, that was so cringey and awkward! How old was she, twelve? "Hey," she said, hoping this came across as casual and not at all planned or pointed. "Pretty brutal meeting, right? I swear all we do is go over the updated code of conduct every. Single. Year." She laughed, but worried it sounded more like a cough. "Want to get a carriage? I mean- if you're not waiting for anyone, or-,"
Great. Yeah. She sounded pathetic. She was praying Jack or Tara or god forbid, Billie, didn't spot her from across the way. Knocking 'till the walls cave in
Stop the knife from goin' in
Race your devil to the edge
Find your freedom waiting there
Yeah, waiting there
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 8:08 pm
Keagan MoranKeagan shuffled forward, following the crowd of students now flooding off of the train and onto the platform. She had been feeling exhausted from the long journey, but now that she was actually here, at Hogwarts, she could feel the excitement creeping up from her toes all the way to the crown of her head, her face flushing as it went. She could feel the birthmark on her cheek burning hotter than the rest of her face.
She had kept to herself on the train ride, as the rocking and white noise of vehicles always made her reflective and a little bit sleepy. Now though, in her excitement, she wanted to make sure she had at least one person she could be friends with so that she had someone to keep her company for the boat ride and sorting ceremony. She had just decided to reach out and tap the shoulder of a boy with dark brown hair when she heard the professor's booming voice across the train station. She hurriedly dropped her hand, only to accidentally hit him on the shoulder anyway in the process.
"Oh, I'm so sorry about that! Are you alright?" she asked concernedly. She didn't want him to think she had purposely punched his shoulder.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 8:21 pm
Leave my door open just a crack. 'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
Why do I tire of counting sheep when I'm far too tired to fall asleep?
To ten million fireflies, I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
Calliope had rather enjoyed the train ride, though it was only in part to the excitement of the day. She'd met a few new people kind enough to let her join them. As the hours flew by, Callie began to think of all the others as friends, at least to some degree. Admittedly, she'd never really had friends before, so the very nature was a bit foreign in concept. Once off the train and under the sunset sky, the blonde heard someone calling for all the first years. Unfortunately, Callie was too short (and a little to bad at seeing) to really determine where the voice came from.
It was quite good that Austen heard, because he was able to quickly and efficiently guide the girls over to a kindly gentleman who seemed to be the very one who'd called. Callie watched Austen stretch out a bit, which she assumed was because he'd been cooped up on the train. It made sense, she supposed, though she was pretty fine with long stretches of sitting. Typically, though, she had a book or two in hand. Around that moment, Tori spoke up, asking Austen about their classes and rooms. "Ooh, I know about the rooms! Each of the houses has it's very own common area, which has dormitories for both boys and girls. Each room holds five, and each is separated by year. Also, all the common areas are hidden from the other houses, which, I suppose, adds to the mystery~" She grinned, humming softly. She'd gotten a few answers out of Luke and Steffi, but a lot she'd read out of Hogwarts, A History. It was all quite fascinating, wasn't it?
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✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Hogsmeade Station Platform
✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Austen, Tori, Mr Murdoch, Various Students
✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Preparing to Go to School
✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? The stars are in beautiful alignment~
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But I'll know where several are if my dreams get real bizarre'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns slowlyIt's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep'Cause everything is never as it seems
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 8:24 pm
This little bit of stardust
Keeps waking me up
All in my head
Tongue tied in knots
Keeps shutting me up R I A N
C A S E Y
M C L E L L A N
PUREBLOOD │ UNSORTED │ FIRST YEAR
Rian blanched a little when the other boy yelped and turned around to face him, half expecting to be snapped at for having bumped him. Luckily, the face that greeted him was friendly, albeit surprised. "You didn't really sound like a toy..." He lied, poorly, then flushed. "Um- well, I live here, so...." He trailed off as the boy continued to chatter on, then jumped himself when someone else lightly slapped him on the shoulder. Rian's head swiveled between the two in alarm, almost as if he expected them to know one another, before he swallowed and said, "I'm fine- I mean, I'm Rian," to both of them.
"You didn't hurt me," he assured the girl with the birthmark, who seemed kind of jumpy. Maybe all three of them were just jumpy. It was probably a common first year thing. "I'm Rian," he repeated himself a little louder. "And I live in Hogsmeade, so... that's why I'm not really-," he gestured around, "super surprised. 'Cause I'm here all the time. Anyways. Who're you, again?" he asked both of them, although neither had shared their name. At least they both seemed nice enough. His parents had told him how important it was to try to make friends with other students and not spend all his time alone with a camera. Just let me out, I wanna run
This little bit of stardust
Keeps waking me up
All in my head
Mastered that much
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 8:33 pm
✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ hєч líttlє dαnnч, dσn't чσu crч
í αm чσu frσm much lαtєr ín чσur lífє
í knσw чσur hαír ís wíld, í knσw чσu hαvє nσ stчlє
чσu'rє stíll α vírgín αnd чσu wíll вє fσr α whílє═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceAusten frowned a little at Tori's question. Not because it was a bad question, that was just his normal 'thinking' face. And while he was used to knowing more about a lot of things than the people around him, this was the first time he'd known more about Hogwarts than the people around him. He was one of the youngest members of his family, after all. Everyone else he knew had already at least started school by now.
spaceCallie beat him to the punch while he considered. He dithered for a minute, not wanting to seem like a jerk or anything. But, he couldn't resist the clarification. Callie had answered about dorms, which was definitely good information if Tori had none, but he didn't think that had been the question asked.
space"Ah, did you mean 'move rooms' as in the classrooms?" he asked, because Hitori was (at least part?) Japanese by his reckoning, and in Japanese schools, he'd heard that the teachers moved rooms, not the students. "Each different subject is held in a different room. And in different parts of the castle, which is huge, for the record." He wrinkled his nose at that, because he was not looking forward to all the stairs and such. "The dorms aren't the only mystery, either," he added. "The stairs literally move. So you have to be careful with your timing when going places, or you'll end up lost." Austen did wonder if they'd ever bothered to make a map. It'd be useful. To the best of his knowledge, there wasn't one.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw thαt чσu αrє cσσl αs ******** σn thє ínsídє?
чσu'rє just gσíng thrσugh αn αwkwαrd phαsє frσm 12 tσ 29
dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw thαt єvєrчσnє fєєls wєírd σn thє ínsídє?
dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw? dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw? dαnnч, dσn't чσu knσw?═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Train Station
wнen - 1 Sept 2049 - Evening
wιтн - Callie, Tori
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