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 Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 5:27 pm
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Iñigo Lazarus Albion-Alexandré~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ravenclaw<||>Second Year<||>Seer~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Stay strong...I know it is hard to understand why these things happen, but they do"
Iñigo's free-roam was interrupted by a young boy who tugged on his shirt, a boy whom was much shorter, and much more petite than he was. The boy seemed to be having some trouble with his bag and that is exactly what he asked Iñigo to help him with. He nodded his head as the kid stared up at him. "Sure thing," he said to the young boy, who looked to be much younger than him, despite probably being a first year. He had to be an incoming, but the kid's physical appearance didn't help Iñigo with that inference.
He picked up the trunk, fairly easily, but it was still a little heavy...especially for a small person. He couldn't imagine how hard this was for the boy, but he decided not to ask. "Where to?" he asked the boy, looking back down at him. Iñigo could hold the trunk for a little while, but it couldn't be too long, because he wasn't the strongest person in the world either. He was strong enough though...at least...strong enough to play beater for his house team as well.
"Trust me, we are going to change our lives for the better"
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 5:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 5:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 8:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 9:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 10:25 pm
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"Let my healing melody,
ease your heart.
Let my kind voice,
ease your pain.
Victor smiled as he stepped on the train, following Ronna and Xavier. Stopping in the compartment, he took a seat near Ronna. The new year....he hoped it would turn out great.
...Maybe Victor could even confess to...Del. That...That would be...the best year ever.
When Ronna asked about looking forward to the new year, Victor nodded, "I...may....confess...I...zink." Though...it had been odd, and he wasn't exactly sure if he should, what if he made a fool of himself in front of Del? What if...it wasn't reciprocated?
....Victor sighed, "If..it goes well zat is. I'm...not sure." He then looked up, "Zough I am looking forward to the new healing spells I shall learn." Remembering something he smiled at Xavier, "Oh..if you like music...you should come to the Music club. We are always ready for new members~" He then grinned, "I'm one of the heads of the club. Chole is the other one."
I feel calm you know?
My inner thoughts are, "Hm..."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud fourth year
My puppeteer says "..." Out of character.
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 11:07 pm
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  ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✉ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
”Well,” Serafina thought hard about his question. She found an empty compartment they can sit, and she urged Jean to follow her, his question still lingering in her head. There’s a lot to do first, but there is one that’s definitely mandatory. It’ll determine what house you’ll sort to; what family you’ll be in for the next six years. She sat down, and waited him first before her long explanation. ”Every first year has to go into the process of sorting. There are four houses, each treasuring different traits. And colors. And emblematic animals.” She took out a piece of paper, then tried to do wandless magic.
”There’s Gryffindor, where most of the pranksters are. But the Gryffindors are always described to have courage, chivalry, and determination. If you have those traits, then you’ll most likely go to Gryffindor. Its house colors are scarlet and gold, with the emblematic animal of a lion.” She concentrated on the piece of paper, then mentally chanted Coloromuto. Instantly, the piece of paper turned scarlet. She mentally cast the spell again, and the paper turned gold. ”Wandless magic,” she winked.
”Next is Slytherin; my house. Cunning, resourcefulness, ambitious, power. Those are traditionally some of the traits the students of Slytherin has. Colors are green and silver, emblematic animal is snake. The Slytherins have traditional rivalry with Gryffindor, but I think it’s not that obvious now. Actually, I think there are a lot of Gryffindor-Slytherin friends.
“Ravenclaw, where the witty ones are. Wisdom, creativity, acceptance; these are the traits of them. My best friend is a Ravenclaw, and I tell you, her OWL scores have a lot of Os. Erm, OWLs are a kind of exam taken during your fifth year, so you don’t have to worry about it yet. Colors are bronze and blue, emblematic animal is an eagle.
“Lastly, is Hufflepuff. Hard work, patience, loyalty, fair play, kindness. Have a Hufflepuff friend and you know you’ll be okay. Colors are yellow and black, with a badger as their emblematic animal.” She changed the paper’s color corresponding to the house, much like what she did when she explained Gryffindor. ”When you get sorted, the house will be your family until you graduate. Quite a lot to take in, I know, but you’ll see it soon.”
O utrageous O range C oconuts: Dang this is long. And I feel derpy I dunno if what I'm writing is correct. ;3;
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 4:16 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 4:34 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 4:43 am
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
 Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 13
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Third Year
Wearing: What he would call casual
I suppose the assumption makes sense...
"I said nothing of importance," David said when Leonette caught his mutter. "And, about my reading habits it is easy for me. I have a fast reading speed. If you can read at the rate I do, reading the textbook three times goes a lot faster. It's like you are naturally good on a broom and I'm not. You can't be good at everything," He said with a shrug. "And, in knowing that I avoid anything I'm not good at naturally, because I'm an insufferable perfectionist."
"Anyways," he said with a smile, "just don't make the mistake I did of telling Cathy history is boring. She gave me at least a 45 minute lecture about its importance and how it influences the present or something... I sort of tuned it out to tell the truth... I'm sure it was a very lovely lecture, I just didn't want to hear it."
{OOC: Next post Hogsmeade, since the train has been posted there arriving?}
Pet: Annabella |
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 8:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 11:49 pm
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◥ ♒ ✖ ♒ єugene єridanos ωindsor ♒ ✖ ♒ ◤
✖ House: ✖ First Year ✖ Half-Blood ✖ Mood: ✖ With: ✖ Attire: ✖
xxxxxxxx✘ I don't know what I want, so don't ask me
------------------------------------------------- ✈ 'Cause I'm still trying to figure it out
xxxxxxxx✘ Don't know what's down this road, I'm just walking
------------------------------------------- ☂ Trying to see through the rain coming down
-------- ✎ Even though I'm not the only one who feels the way I do... ✦ --------
Jean followed Sera to the empty compartment. The compartment seemed to be breezy with the running horizon beyond the window, for him it has some good atmosphere, which was obviously a good thing. He sat down facing Sera, and waited patiently for her to answer.
So the first thing to do in Hogwarts was the sorting? Different yet unique traits in each house with the same benefits and traits, it sounds pretty fascinating. He watched her as she brought out a piece of paper. As she explained the Gryffindor, he thought that he might be that having some motivation of discovering and some travels. But wasn't really a bold, nor a prankster. Of course he didn't think that all Gryffindors are pranksters, of course not.
Wandless Magic? The thing that Sera did to a piece of paper made the topic fascinating. He may not look like it because of his calm face, but he’s impressed. He never knew that there’s more in magic than just waving wands.
Next is Slytherin : Jean imagined them being as determined like Gryffindors and funnily, sarcastic or sassy. Of course it's just him and his silly mind. He would like to think that they’re also pretty good nature too, like Sera. Ravenclaw: witty and creative. He felt like he might be put there, with his love of creativity and all. But he couldn’t be sure about that because for him, he's complicated. But he was pretty sure there might be another one, he’s really sure of it.
And then there’s Hufflepuff: The last house was Jean’s second choice, since he was being too soft towards his neighbors sometimes. But on second thought, he didn’t think he would go there because he’s only kind to people depending on how a person acted towards him.
When she finished explaining the houses, Jean nodded as if saying that he was following or he got it. ”When you get sorted, the house will be your family until you graduate. Quite a lot to take in, I know, but you’ll see it soon.” ”Sure thing, I like surprises so I’m okay with that”, he grinned. As the train began to stop, he stood up and turned to her, ”Well, I guess I’m okay with just me walkin’ for while, thanks for making me relieved and helping me out.”, he said. He smiled at her for a moment before he left the compartment and the train.
[Exit to : Hogsmeade]
-------- ♛ I'll be strong, I'll be wrong but life goes on.➨ -------- |
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 3:26 pm
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ℂ𝕌ℝℝ𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕃𝕐 ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ Single
Looking Studious on the Train with Coffee, Rory and Julius
xxxFEELINGxxx
Happy
xxxTHINKINGxxx
❝ Who would've thought I'd ever be happy to go back to school? ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Got a curse we cannot lift; ☽ O ☾xxx
Shines when the sunset shifts ☽ O ☾xxxxxx
There's a cure comes with a kiss; ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxx
The bite that binds the gift that gives ☽ O ☾xxxxxxxxxxxx
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spaceDorian had just shrugged at his brother when he'd said he wasn't annoying, because he knew that Julius was one of the few people who would say so. Before he could reply, though, Coffee and Rory had joined them, and the conductor had come out and made the last call for them to board. "Hey, guys. Guess we need to get a car," he said, shrugging away from Coffee, eyeing her. She'd gotten taller... again. He had, too, but she had gotten even more so, which was completely annoying. He shot her a glare as he boarded the train. "Might wanna duck your head, Coffee, wouldn't want you to get a concussion when you hit it on the ceiling," he told her. The blue-haired Hufflepuff wouldn't lie, it serously ate at his ego that she was so much taller than him. He knew, logically, that at their age it was normal for girls to be taller, because apparently they hit growth spurts earlier, but still. There was tall and then there was freakishly, gigantically tall. He wondered... apparently you could be a half-giant. Maybe Coffee was half-giant. He'd just bet she was... and of course she'd never tell anyone, because it'd probably be embarrassing or something. He didn't know; blood stuff was weird with wizards, he'd learned. Tyson's entire house practically seemed to have some big bug up their butts about him being muggleborn and in their house. Not to mention that whole era of wizarding history where that creepy Lord guy with the weird name had tried to suppress and kill and enslave all the muggles and muggleborns... Dori sighed. As far as he knew, that stuff was over... right?
spaceThe Hufflepuff headed down the hall until he found an empty train car, leading the way inside. He flopped down on the seat and curled up, knees against his chest. The excitement of going back to school and the relief at being free of his parents had dissipated somewhat, and now he recalled that he'd barely slept the night before. He yawned lightly, and stretched a bit before settling back into the pose, leaning back in the corner of the seat. Coffee probably wouldn't let him sleep... but he wanted to! If he didn't, he'd be too tired at the feast tonight to really enjoy it... what a shame. Oh, well. He had a whole year of delicious Hogwarts meals ahead of him, after all. Plus whatever he could sneak from the kitchens... it was good to be going back.
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xxx☽ O ☾ Now that we got gone for good;
xxxxxx☽ O ☾ Writhing under your riding hood
xxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ Tell your gra'ma and your mama too;
xxxxxxxxxxxx☽ O ☾ It's true, we're howling forever
 (( OOC: )) ...
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 5:33 pm
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➳ ➳ 5th Yr Gryffindor ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Muggle-born, Daughter of Late Officer Brian Kiss of the Kent Police ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Prefect ➳ Reserve Beater 01 ➳ Vice-Captain of the Reparifors Group Therapy Club ➳ Dueling Club Member ➳ ➳
Laurel and Dragon Heartstring Wand
Born on June 22, 2011
5 feet 7.5 inches tall Wearing: My UniformAt: Hogwarts Express-Prefects Cabin. Thinking: I'm a bit afraid to ask who else are prefects this year.
 "He's been acting off for ages," Ronna answered, Victor as she led the way onto the train and towards the prefects compartment. "I doubt it is you. I might have been a bit harsh to him last summer calling him out for being an insensitive prat right after my father died and bemoaning some failed preteen relationship he had. He didn't talk to me at the station last year because of you and Xavier and then got all irritable about it later. I don't get it. But he has a lot on his plate from what I can tell. Maybe he is bad at handling stress. It's why I keep trying to push him into things that might help him cope. I tried to convince him to take up learning the beater position since he probably wouldn't be that terrible and we had an open reserve spot last year... and I've done other things. He doesn't listen to me. Not my problem, probably."
She released Victor's wrist and stretched as she headed down the hallway towards the compartment and said in regards to the washroom, "I didn't even like bubble baths as a kid, why would I like them now? Besides a true miniature heaven would be on the beach and coming out of the salt water on a sunny day."
 Opening the door to the prefects cabin she said, "I would think you know most of the students in your own class. You may or may not care for them, but you should know them by now. And, I'm a prefect too, what am I now? A nonentity?" She ended with a laugh entering the prefect cabin and taking a seat near the window and added with a sigh, "What's the attachment with your hair? I mean isn't at least a trim regularly important? And that's technically cutting your hair. But yeah you with short hair would throw me off at this point."
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 6:25 pm
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ℂ𝕌ℝℝ𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕃𝕐 ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ Single
Looking Cute on the Train with No one
xxxFEELINGxxx
Sad
xxxTHINKINGxxx
❝ Hmph. 'You'll make friends.' Yeah, right. ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
I don't know where everyone goes; ❦ ❦ ❦xxx
It's not like us to follow. ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxx
It seems that we are alone, ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxxxxx
And don't know where to go. ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxxxxxxxx
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spacePersephone had offered her father and cousin a tearful goodbye, and still didn't feel entirely safe as she boarded the train. More to the point, she was having a rather hard time not moping a bit. No one had approached her on the Platform, not a single other child. She'd spotted several she recognized from her outing at Diagon Alley, but of course none of them had wanted to interact with her. She wanted to snort. Her father had insisted that she would make plenty of friends... somehow, she doubted it. She didn't exactly look approachable... and besides, all anyone had to do was hear her name, probably, and they'd want nothing to do with her. The disowned Tempest girl, with the gay father and the insane, murderous grandfather. Yeah, everyone wanted to be friends with that. She could only imagine the rumors people would spread, the awful things they'd come up with to say about her. People could be creative... especially children. Her grandfather had always tried to teach her to have a stiff spine so she could deal with that... she frowned at that thought. Her grandfather was insane. A murderer. Did anything he said mattered? She sighed sadly and found an empty car, figuring that she didn't want to bother anyone else. It wasn't like anyone was going to like her, anyway.
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xxx❦ ❦ ❦ But I'm safe right here.
xxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ We know we are.
xxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ And it's kind of scary,
xxxxxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ Thinking of what is out there...
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