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Intellectual Shapeshifter
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 Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 7:43 pm
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 Unsorted 🌱 First YearCatharine barely resisted the urge to give him a dry look and say, "Of course it was luck. I love meeting a two-face sociopath on the street. I try to meet at least two different ones each day."
"Hmm, yeah, well the luck seems to be carrying," she said instead as she leaned back into the seat. If it was luck, then it had carried through that chance meeting with Claire (if you could call that luck) that had led to the other (with the sisters) and eventually this one (which by far had to be the most pleasant...despite Claire's presence). Though she could feel luck starting to drain out. Luck wasn't going to help her in this world. It was so new and strange. Yet none of the others seemed to struggle with it. None of the others seemed the slightly bit taken with a magic train or barrier. Claire wasn't, she knew that from their first meeting. David, lived in one of the wealthiest 'Muggle' neighbors she knew, yet seemed more at home. While Leo seemed to be the just as comfortable. The only cure for this illness is to ask questions, she told herself and glanced back at David. Then decided the best course was to just ask...even if she sounds like a barmy git, "So you got extra reading? On what? Our classes? Or just a subject that you like?" [{o.o.C }]
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 8:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 8:48 pm
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I'll be your soldier, fighting every second of the day for your dreams.
So don't stress, don't cry, we don't need no wings to fly.
After walking through the halls of the Hogwarts Express several times, Cameron failed to find Elli anywhere. It was too late for him to get an empty compartment since they all seemed to be taken, so the sixteen year old went out to look for anyone he knew. After a few minutes of searching for any of his mates, he found a couple of his classmates. "Hey, Penny, Rick. Mind if I sit with you? All the other compartments are full," he said, standing at the foot of the entrance to their compartment. Cameron hadn't really befriended either of them, but they were in his year, so he figured sitting with them wouldn't be awful or too boring.
As long as you love me, we could be starving,
we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.
((OOC: outfit in right picture))
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 8:57 pm
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Unsorted 🌱 First YearCatharine couldn't help the smile as she took the book from David. The weight of it nearly caused her to fall from her seat. It was rare to find a boy who liked to read, but to read such a topic so soon in the school career. The boy had a plan and was clearly going to follow it. Holding it she looked at the worn cover and much thumbed pages without truly reading the pages. Scanning one she barely stopped herself from snorting, then muttered, "No light summer reading then."She smirking, she handed it back. Letting her bare feet touch the soft carpeting of the cabin before leaning back, "I'm impressed, I don't think I could even beginning to decided which subject interest me the most. My reading tended to go all over. From How to enchant a kitchen to a variety of Historical Books. I read a few. . .I suppose I'd call them Tales. . . That doesn't narrow things down."She paused truly considering which book had taken her interest. Finally she surrendered with shrug, "I'll admit. I'm so new that everything in the Wizarding World that everything interest me. Reading about Goblin Rebellions was just as interesting as reading about the variety of enchanted tea blends, which is to say that once the novelty had worn off I got bored. Several kept my attention, like Sorcery before Secrecy, The time before the Statute of Secrecy and Philosophy of the Mundane. There was an interesting book about the Misadventures of an Officer in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department in the Ministry. Otherwise, I can't pin down a single point of interesting."She gave him another feeble shrug as if to say, Sorry for the rubbish answer, but it's all I've got. [{o.o.C }]
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Intellectual Shapeshifter
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:17 pm
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Alexandria listened to Veronica's story about the boat ride last year. Slytherins weren't necessarily horrible people. However, the two blood purist ones must have been a terrible choice for the blonde. Mostly because she was a muggleborn. "Do you have to take the boat again this year? Or is it only first years?" she asked. If the Gryffindor was going to get to the castle by the same means of transportation as Alex, they could always sit together. At least that would decrease the amount of rude, obnoxious students who sat with the first year. Randomly falling asleep? How odd, she thought, tilting her head a little to the side as she listened about Veronica's year. Could it have been some sort of spell that did that, or were the students just too tired to stay awake? When she mentioned Gryffindor getting last place, Alexandria scrunched her eyebrows again. Please don't let me get into Gryffindor, she hoped. Since the first year was planning on trying out for Quidditch, she wanted to be on a winning team. If Gryffindor came in dead last during the previous year, there was probably a low chance in them winning this year. When asked about what house she wanted, Alexandria smirked in thought. "I, uh, hrm." She never really thought about what house she wanted, only which house she knew she wouldn't get. After reading over the different houses and their members' characteristics, the first year narrowed down her own personality to three houses. Hufflepuff was the only one she did not belong in. Ravenclaw would be a long shot considering she hated doing homework, even if she could get good grades. Really, there were only two houses left on the list, but since Gryffindor lost during Quidditch, Alex decided she didn't want that one. Would she ever tell Veronica she didn't want to get in her house? Definitely not. "Well, my mum was in Gryffindor when she went to school, so getting into your house would be good," she said simply.
Oh, oh, oh, it's m a g i c you know. Never b e l i e v e it's not so.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
It's m a g i c you know. Never b e l i e v e it's not so.
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:28 pm
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David Sinclair League
[UNSORTED]
House: Unsorted
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 11
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Yet to start his first year
Wearing: casual clothes
Ah, Muggleborn?
"Well all your reading up on Wizarding Society should help," David said. "My mother made sure I was prepared to go to her alma matter and would adjust from Muggle schools to Hogwarts without any problems."
He smiled and said, "And I assume you are muggleborn, I wouldn't really worry much about it. The novelty eventually wears off. I mean there are plenty of Muggleborns working in the Wizarding World and the Ministry as we speak. I doubt they are still in shock about the whole wizarding world being hidden from them as young children." He thought in the back of his head, Yeah, Mom's brother complains about it enough.
He glanced over at Leo as she spoke up. He was pretty sure his Dad's cats would have ate a finch. He held a smile as she admitted she was interested in reading, which was too bad, but at least Catharine seemed to be so he would have someone to talk to. When she said about the book coming in handy he smiled and said, "Yes, I plan to be the best healer in the British Isles, so I have to start studying early, of course. Dad's a surgeon, though he focuses generally on the more superficial, so you can say the medical field runs in the family."
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:43 pm
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  Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Platform 9 3/4 [Wearing: 2nd year Platform Clothes]
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She's avoiding my question. Okay, time to play cool upperclassman.
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"You don't have to be in the house your parents want you to be in," Ronna said with a smile. "My Dad after reading about all the houses wanted me to be a Ravenclaw... you see how that worked out." She thought back to what she remembered about reading about getting to Hogwarts and hearing and remembered that only the first years took the boats.
"Nah," Ronna continued, "Only the first years take the boats to the castle. Upperclassmen I think take carriages and we get to watch all of you get sorted. But that'll be good you can meet some of your peers. I mean even though I got a completely awkward boat trip I at least got a story out of it to laugh at, right? And now I know who to avoid in my class. Oh, and I have a friend who is in my house who fell in the lake so there you go, there are even more embarrassing stories to tell about the boat trip. Of course she laughed it off and made it into a great adventure, but what else can you do?"
"Anyways, just hope for whatever house that will make you happy," Ronna said, "and don't worry about what other people think because you're stuck with the house selection for a while. I knew I'd probably be a shoe in for Gryffindor and I wanted that so I was happy with the hat's choice. If you want a house different than the house I'm in or what your mum was in, that's totally fine too."
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 9:55 pm
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Unsorted 🌱 First YearCatharine was tempted to tell David he was wrong. Though why correct him. She was basically a muggleborn, no matter her parent's lineages. She had as much knowledge of their world as one and she had as many ties. Well, that wasn't true, given the vault at Gringotts and her family's past. That excluded the extra special items that her mother bought and sold. Even with that truth, she wasn't going to right his error. There was little wrong with being a muggleborn other than the possibility of unwanted hate. Shrugging again, she slid out of conversation onward. Listening to David, she couldn't help, but feel impressed again. He had a plan, an ambitious one at that and was seemingly working hard for it. She was impressed and part of her was jealous, to have a goal already to work for made decisions so much easier. She was about to add her voice to the conversation again, when she heard and saw two things. One was another student walking down the hall already in their robes, the other was the elderly old lady with a trolley of sweets. The two pasted each other with little conversation, looking at the trolley made Cat's stomach protest it's current state. Her mind however was racing. Cutting a glance out the window, she realized the sky was getting darker. She blinked twice before it finally hit her, "I think we'll be there soon. I just saw an older student dressed in robes. By the way, anyone else hungry. I just spotted a food Trolley roll past." [{ exit to Hogsmeade Station in Hogswart guild }]
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Intellectual Shapeshifter
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 10:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 10:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 10:33 pm
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"Broken glass,
shattered shards.
As my sweet relents,
my bitter comes forth.
Prepare for the end."
Claire had stayed mostly silent during the train ride, in truth she was actually quite tired.
Though she tried not to show it.
She had spent so long in sweet mode and that just wore her out, "Ah....We are nearing here aren't we?"
She had come on the train already dressed, mostly due tot he hassle of changing on the train, so she didn't need to go through with that.
Claire glanced up at the mention of food, "I have some chocolate frogs with me."
She then held them out, "Want them?"
As the station came into view however Claire quickly gathered her things, "..."
My feelings? I'm anxious you know?
Precious thought of mine, "time for the new year to start."
I'm a Unsorted.
Did you know that I'm a future first year?
My strings are being pulled. "Exiting to Hogsmede Station~" Out of character.
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 10:38 pm
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"The violin plays a soft melody,
as my mind starts to feel ease.
Let the music wash over my soul,
make my mind pure and whole.
Let me be renewed."
Victor had actually fallen asleep, rides always did that to him.
It reminded him of old times, when his parents weren't so...obsessed and busy.
When they could actually get together.
"Nnn...We're here already?" He asked, with a stifled yawn, rubbing at his eyes.
In hindsight that was not the brightest idea.
Contacts and all.
"Ouch!" He then turned away and quickly grabbed another pair out of his case he always had with him, carefully putting them in and blinking some, "I wish there was some magic spell to fix eyes..."
He then glanced at the prefects in the cart and stood up, "...So I guess the second years and up will be lead to where we need to go?"
I feel pained you know?
My inner thoughts are, "That wasn't the smartest idea."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud second year
My puppeteer says "Exiting to Hogsmede Station." Out of character.
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 10:45 pm
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