Diagon Alley Streets

[Essy ze Ninja]

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Mikhail Kamenev

Dmitri Kamenev

Durmstrang Student, 16 years old

Hogwarts First Year, 11 years old

[Enter from Olivanders]

”Mikhail, I don’t understand…” Dmitri blinked, barely able to glance over his shoulder as he felt the pressure tighten around his shoulder and pull him away from the windows of the shop where he could still see the looks on everyone’s face.

”Dimi, you can’t go runnin’ ‘round sayin’ the first bloody thing that comes to your mind. It’s different here. You don’t want to be like Rurik, Dimi; he’s in Azkaban for a reason.”

”But mum and da’, well, mostly mum, huh, they hate—“

”Dimi, stop. At home, you can say anything, but out here, and in Hogwarts. You have to lie, got it? You can’t have everyone hate you, and they will, if you act like this. You can be a little brat all you want, but no blood feuds, got it? Trust me, you’ll be outnumbered.” The older boy sneered at that, but shook his head. ”Now c’mon, you won’t be gettin’ your wand here, we can probably still make it to see if Gregorovitch’s shop is still open.”

”Where is that? Isn’t that in Russia, or is that Germany?” Dmitri wondered, and the two carried on their conversation in Russian as they strolled down the street.

 

[Yukina101]

Well I woke up to the sound of silence

And cries were cutting like knives in a fist fight

And I found you with a bottle of wine

Your head in the curtains

And heart like the Fourth of July

Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel

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Tobi snorted at Luke's words trying to make his words sound as somber as possible. "Oh drat, ya found out my dastardly plans. Now what ever shall I do with my dream of world domination?" he even gave a mock swoon of dismay before bursting into peals of giggles. He pouted however when Steffi retort about his Bradley. "I'll have ya know my Bradley is cuter than puppies, kittens, an' rainbows combined!" he shot back but his twinkling light brown eyes gave way to his mirth. He sighed when it seemed that the question was finally asked what happened to deem the mob of old fogies and began his tale, not mentioning the Fallrein's particular participation but basically recounting his woo's of being bored, getting tired of pranking muggles, and his slight mistake on environment and destination of his prank before finishing with "Besides, who thinks that a newspaper place has ol' people talkin' about their cats and whatnot?" Tobi asked shrugging a bit.

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If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

Carry on, carry on

 

[Kai Sparrowheart]

Life is too short, trying to hold it all together
It's gone before you know it but tonight could last forever
I wrote it out on paper but forgot to mail the letter
And you could walk away but you won't find nothing better
It's whatever, I just hope that you remember
Then I said some s**t that upset him
Arguing in public, trying not to fall over the brim

Alaric Stefan Fallrein
14~Pureblood
Fourth Year Gryffindor

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Alaric smiled as they kissed, the corners of his lips curling upwards. He took Rei's hands and looked at the boy earnestly.
"I am too," he whispered back at Rei and breathed in deeply.
He hadn't imagined it ever being this easy and this hard to just be with someone, and he wished he always remembered how he felt right now. He was so glad he had chosen this, and it wouldn't be easy but he was more than willing to try. He pulled the boy back into his arms and held him, his chin the height of Rei's head.
"We should probably stop beating each other up," Alaric chuckled and smiled down at the younger Gryffindor.

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Location ▷ Diagon Alley
With ▷ Rei Owens
Feeling ▷ Visceral

Maybe in some other lifetime
Or somewhere down the road we might meet up at the right time
My only wish is you would settle down and hear me out
I know I haven't been completely honest and devout
So if tonight turns out to be the last night
Before you walk out on me
Tonight forget about the past times
Everything will be alright
So baby get some sleep tonight

 

[Rawwry]

♬Fifth Year♬Single♬Gryffindor♬Reserve Chaser♬

"C'mon Darren. Where do you want to go first?" Cait asked, looking over at her younger brother. They had to go to a few more stores this time, seeing as Darren needed all the first year supplies. "I dunno. I wanna go every where at once! Like, duplicate myself and just be like, "I'm everywhere at once, give me stuff!" Is there a spell for that?" Caitlin smirked and shook her head. "I'm not sure...but I don't think so. Sorry, bud." She said, tugging at her hair.

"So where to?"

"Where ever our feet take us...Wow, that was all deep and poetic."

Wearing
{OoC:}

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✑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."

Romulus looked up from his book, then sighed. It was a lovely day, so he came here to avoid both the shop and the child, yet make sure he was close... just in case. The teen saw Caitlin and a boy, who he assumed to be a brother, walking. Remy had told him to be friendly to his teammates... After a sigh, he stood and walked over. "Hello, Caitlin, and you too, though I've not met you. How are you both doing today?" His curiosity had been piqued, and he was pondering things to say. Romy was fairly certain he'd never actually spoken to the older Gryffindor.

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!

 

[Rawwry]

♬Fifth Year♬Single♬Gryffindor♬Reserve Chaser♬

Both of the Engels looked up as Romy addressed them. Cait smiled and waved, "Hi Romy! This is Darren and I'm doing quite well today, I think." She chirped. "I'm doing fine, how are you?" Darren asked politely. He hated not knowing who Caitlin was talking to or about. "Uh, Darren, this is Romy. We play quidditch together. Oh! That reminds me. Are you trying out again this year?" Cait asked the younger Gryffindor.

"Do you think I could try out as well?" Darren questioned, more to his sister than Romy, but he was welcomed to answer as well. "I tried out my First year, but didn't make it. Romy made it his first year though."

Wearing
{OoC:}

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✑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."

Romulus smiled politely, offering a slight bow. "A pleasure. My day is going well, made better by seeing someone with whom I can speak!" He cracked a grin, then looked at Darren. "Of course you can try out! Teams are open to everyone, provided you impress your Captain. Speaking of Captains, Remy's been going stir-crazy trying to make all sorts of plans, despite my telling her the game's unpredictable."

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!

 

[Rawwry]

♬Fifth Year♬Single♬Gryffindor♬Reserve Chaser♬

Caitlin nodded her head, "That does sound a bit like Remy." She said with a small smile. Darren nudged Cait's side. "Remy is Romy's sister. That was a mouthful." Darren nodded and smiled at Romy. "Cool! Every since Cait told me about the game, I've been really interested in it. I think I'd want to play Beater or...what was it again? Keeper! But I'd play any spot just to be on a broom. But we can't really practice because half of the household don't know about magic so..." Cait's brother rambled happily.

Wearing
{OoC:}

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✑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."

Romulus put a finger to his chin, looking very much deep in thought. "Hmm, Beater or Keeper, you say? I used to be a Chaser, and now I play Seeker. Lucky for me, my first year on the team was also your sister's. She taught me very well. She's a fantastic Chaser, even if she only played Reserve last season. Either way, Darren, I wish you the very best of luck. I'm sure whichever house you are in will welcome you." The teen, while not the oldest there, spoke with some sort of deep wisdom, his naturally soft voice seeming profound.

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!

 

[Rawwry]

♬Fifth Year♬Single♬Gryffindor♬Reserve Chaser♬

Caitlin smiled at Romy, "You were good already. And it was probably for the better of the team that I didn't make it. I kinda faded from school last year. But I fully intend on getting my spot on the team back." The girl said confidently. "I'm hoping to get into Gryffindor with Caitlin. She's says I act like one...What house are you in?" He asked, not realizing that if they were on the same team, they'd be in the same house.

Wearing
{OoC:}

 

[murruelecreuset]

Chloe Clarisse
Hufflepuff
Fourth Year

Mary Jane Clarisse
Healer for Potions and Plant Poisoning
Former Ravenclaw

Location: Home -> Diagon Alley Streets

Chloe and her mother were headed down the streets of Diagon Alley. She recognized a few Gryffindors but sadly no one she knew well sure she knew Romy but not that well. "So where to first?" Mary Jane asked her daughter as they walked down the street together. "I say robes first then all the fun stuff." Chloe answered her. "Alright then." With that they headed over to Madam Malkin's Robes.

(Exit to Madam Malkin's Robes)

Status: Excited
Status: Happy

With: Mom
With: My daughter

OOC: ---  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✑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."

Romulus blushed a bit at her compliment, then looked at the younger boy. "Aah, much as you're anticipating, I followed my elder sister into Gryffindor." He grinned back at Caitlin. "And you! No more fading, alright? We need you on the team!" He grinned again, then sighed happily.

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!

 

[Rawwry]

♬Fifth Year♬Single♬Gryffindor♬Reserve Chaser♬

Darren smiled at the older boy. He also took note of the small color on the boy's cheeks when his sister complimented him, while she didn't even notice. When Romy addressed Caitlin again, she raised her hands in surrender. "I can't this year. I have O.W.L.s and I have to show Darren around this year." Cait replied, drilling it into her head that she couldn't disappear. "I could figure out my way around without you!" Darren protested and Caitlin feigned a hurt look, "Oh okay, I'll just let you go shopping without me and I'll just go find someone else to go shopping with. Like uhm...Like Romy! I'll just go shopping with Romy!"

Wearing
{OoC:}

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✑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."

Romulus lifted an eyebrow at Caitlin's assumption he'd go shopping. After a few glances down the alley, he blinked. "You will? I've already gotten my things though!" He looked confused, as though he had no idea what was going on. He glanced at both of the Engels', curious if this was just some sort of sibling rivalry...

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!

 

[Rawwry]

♬Fifth Year♬Single♬Gryffindor♬Reserve Chaser♬

Darren smirked at his older sister, "Looks like you have to go shopping with me." Cait's cheeks flushed red and she opened her mouth, then closed it again. "Well, I have other friends I could go shopping with. Or I could go on my own, I know my way around here, where as you don't," She said triumphantly, looking at her little brother. Caitlin glanced up at Romy, realizing she--they--were being rude. "Uhrm, sorry."

Wearing
{OoC:}