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 Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 10:48 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 4:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 4:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 10:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 11:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 11:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 11:33 pm
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   Dhylan stepped through the barrier, his sister draped over his shoulders. The two older Nolynn kids had woken up extra early to play with Todd, knowing it would be a few months before they could see him again. The two boys had done most of the cuddling, as they had gotten really close over the summer. Charles had greeted them with a grunt and then gone off to work, while Clarisse couldn't be bothered to rouse from her slumber. It had been up to their uncle, Grégoire, to apparate them. Unfortunately, he had a few places he needed to be, so he left them with a few tight hugs. Minn had nearly fallen asleep, her allergies acting up, as they often did during seasonal transitions. Lucky for the girl, she had a brother more than willing to carry her. Minn had, a few minutes after she'd awoken, pulled one of Dhyl's jackets on, a bit chilled by the autumn weather. Now, she looked positively childish in it. Her arms were draped around the boy's neck, one hand clutching at his chest loosely, the other drooped down. Neither of her hands could be seen, however, as Dhyl's arms were quite a bit longer than hers. The hood had, at some point, flipped up onto her head, now hiding the sleeping girl in it's shade. Only a few locks of her long, black hair could be seen, trailing down the boy's shirt. The only thing holding her up were his arms, strategically placed to hold both her and the trunks. Dhyl seemed content, if not a bit sad. His hair was a bit ruffled from the sleeping girl on his back, but he didn't really care. He had both trunks being wheeled along behind him, careful not to ram them into his ankles (as he had done many a time before). Blue eyes shimmered brightly under the lights of the platform, seemingly illuminating them. Vaguely he wondered which of his friends he would see first, or when his sister would wake, though neither was a big worry for him. Instead he stood near the train, using his height to his advantage to spot people he knew. {OoC:} |
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 11:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 11:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 12:14 am
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Rick and Jacob burst from the barrier, both of them glad to be returning to school. Rick was glad that at least he got one more school year before he started his last tests, while the younger Drage boy was starting to feel the pressure of pending OWLs. Which of course his brother had been drilling him for, since he literally missed all of last year. Jacob couldn't help it if he was unconscious. It wasn't like he had a choice in the matter. At least one good thing came from it, and that was he had finally regained all of the weight he had lost.
Both boys looked at each other, already giving a wave to their father before he disapparated. It was Rick who finally decided to break the silence between the two. "So, I take it we're gonna go and split up and find our respective friends?" It was kind of an odd question, but after the events of the last year, Rick was still reluctant to leave his brother alone for any length of time. He blamed it of course on latent big brother tendencies that he had ignored for years.
Jacob, on the other hand, just shrugged at his older brother. "Honestly, I should go meet up with some of my classmates, at least get some notes I might have missed from classes you didn't take. You know, just to make sure I have them." He was certain that the older Ravenclaw would have willingly taken every class, since he hardly saw him during Rick's third year and Jacob's first, but he doubted his brother wanted a repeat. If nothing else, he looked like ruddy hell afterward. He gave Rick a grin though. "Meet you later on after the feast?" When the redhead nodded, both boys split apart, Rick of course taking his usual lonely route, and Jacob going off in search of Night, Iris, and Autumn.
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 2:48 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 3:03 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 3:24 am
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"Broken glass,
shattered shards.
As my sweet relents,
my bitter comes forth.
Prepare for the end."
Claire just yawned as she waited for the signal that they were all supposed to depart for Hogwarts, she was bored.
Utterly bored, but she didn't want to join in on the madness, she then chuckled to herself at that, that was going on around her.
So many happy people, bright sunny dispositions looking for excitement as they saw their friends.
Claire even noticed Victor talking to some people, so even he could make friends?
The blond then glanced up as she noticed someone approach her, and her mild frown vanished as it was replaced with a curt smile, time for sweet mode, "Ah...Sure I would like the company~"
Claire then scooted a bit down the bench allowing room for the girl to sit down if she wanted, "So I'm guessing you're a future first year too?"
She may as well make nice.
Even if it sickened her. It would be best to at least make some acquaintances, could be useful to further her own ambitions.
Claire then noticed another boy come up to greet and inwardly gagged, more niceness?
The green eyed girl didn't let it show though, "Quite a splendid saying if I do say so myself."
She then curtsied, though it was a half curtsy being she was still sitting but a good enough one, "Also...My name is Claire Alexandrie~"
My feelings? I'm fake you know?
Precious thought of mine, "May as well talk to people."
I'm a Unsorted.
Did you know that I'm a future first year?
My strings are being pulled. "..." Out of character.
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 9:37 am
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I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I Hope You Dance Lyre did an odd sort of skip-hop through the barrier, due to nearly tripping. It would, she thought, look bad to have her head and torso on one side, and her legs on the other. It didn't help that she didn't much like the odd tingles the barrier gave her. The redhead gave a small smile, wondering if she would get to be social before her trip, or if she would end up reading the entire way. Violet eyes held a look of happy shyness, as usual. She had two cages in her hands, one holding her solid black cat, Loki, and the other holding her owl, whom she had decided to name Henry. She grinned at them, before remembering the new hobby she'd picked up from her mum. she had completely forgotten about the crochet hooks and yarnballs in her bag! Her mum had taught her the basics, then went out and got her a book to help out. The redhead had been working on a scarf, though it was mostly a tangle of strings at this point. Perhaps she would just start anew. A look of pondering took over, the girl pondering her quandary. {OoC:}
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin'
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 11:02 am
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