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 Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2016 8:55 pm
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 ♥ 𝓼𝒆𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝒆𝓪𝓻 ♡ 𝓻𝓪𝓿𝒆𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓪𝔀 ♥
After spending a quiet summer holiday at home with her father, Monika was ready to go back to school. There were only so many books in the house that she hadn't read more than three times. Now, she could return to the vast library that Hogwarts had, as well as her friends. She had missed them over the holiday, and wondered how they were all doing. Hopefully they enjoyed themselves over the break.
Arriving on the platform with her father, Monika dropped off her luggage and said her goodbye as she boarded the train. Glancing into a random compartment, she found an empty one. Where were her friends, she wondered. Perhaps they would find her and they could all ride together. That would be nice, since most of them were in different houses and wouldn't get the chance to chat until classes started up after the feast. Leaving the door of the cabin open, Moni took a seat, placing her hands in her lap as she waited patiently for anyone to arrive.
I am moving through the crowd. Trying to find myself.
Feel like a guitar that's never played. Will someone strum away?
And I ask myself, who do I wanna be? Do I wanna throw away the key?
And invent a whole new me? And I tell myself, no one, no one.
Don't wanna be no one but me.
♥ x x ♡ x x ♥
【 OOC: . . . 】
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2016 10:11 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 8:30 am
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Oh, I know, I can feel the shifting in my bones...
Enclosed are the senses so unknown.
I've been changing, falling, fading-
There's demons at the door patiently waiting.
But I wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs;
So please watch over me and be the light to carry me.
This change is all so permanent.
𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
FIRST YEAR │ PUREBLOOD │ TRIPLET
Tiernan was both excited and entirely morose. It wasn't fair, she thought indignantly. A snake wasn't any different from an owl, toad, or cat. And everyone else could bring their pets while she and her sisters would have to wait until Christmas to see their snakes, who were really more like companions than simple pets. No one else on this train could talk to their animals. Byron was sensitive; what if he thought she'd abandoned him for good? And Emily would never forgive her. She'd pouted the entire time, and still looked unhappy as she followed after Rowan, the defacto leader, but made an effort to try to cheer herself up a bit as they sat down in the train compartment. They would enjoy the train ride together and get to eat lots of candy; none of them wanted for pocket money, and there was no Mama or Papa to limit them. She smoothed the skirt of her dress before sitting down, crossing her legs at the ankles daintily. "Of course we will," she assured Rowan in Parseltongue, looking between her sisters. "If Micah could be sorted into Slytherin, we'll have no trouble." Tiernan didn't mind her cousin at all, but she really didn't seem the calculating, ambitious sort. Manipulative, maybe, but all girls were manipulative, especially in a family like the Yaxleys. You had to be.
Can't you see the change in me?
There's no placement, no arrangement-
Of words that I could say to keep these changes away.
This world is a masterpiece...
A canvas sheet accountable for such losses.
Shout out to the artist who took his heart and his soul,
And lost them both in the process.
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 6:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 7:05 pm
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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Mackenzie Hawthorne
Unsorted - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Halfblood
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Mackenzie climbed onto the Hogwarts Express, lugging her belongings with her. The girl boarded relatively early – in comparison with many older students who were catching up with their friends. Making lots and lots of new friends was one of the main aspects of going to Hogwarts that the witch was excited about. Well, that and learning to actually control and use magic, the Music Club (that her mum cofounded when she was a student), and playing Quidditch. To be completely honest, Mackenzie wasn’t that excited to play Quidditch, but she wanted to make Ariana proud. After all, she was in charge of a club that she and one of her old best friends – Katrina, was it? – created, she became a prefect in fifth year, and she was also her house’s Quidditch seeker and vice captain. There was a lot to live up to!
Mackenzie’s gut seemed to have tied itself in a knot – or at least, that was how her stomach felt. What if I can’t do all of those things? It was rather overwhelming. What if she sucks at all of those things? That would be the worst. Ariana would probably be so upset with her, no matter how much she tells the girl she loves her. It was possible to love someone and be upset with them. While lost in her thoughts, Mackenzie found an empty compartment and decided to claim it as her own. As she was getting comfortable in one of the seats closest to the window, she heard a voice and looked up to see a girl with dark hair. A large smile stretched across Mackenzie’s features as she answered, “Thanks! Her name is Xylo – and I’m Mackenzie. What’s your name?”
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 7:17 pm
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 They're gonna 𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔲𝔭 your looks
With all the 𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰 in the books
To make a 𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔷𝔢𝔫 out of you
┏━━━━━━━━━┓
Where?Hogwarts Express
Who? Himself, for now.
Thoughts?New year, new ways to screw up.
┗━━━━━━━━━┛
xxx
Determined to not have the problem he did the previous year with the train, he was one of the first to board and grab a compartment to himself. This way he'd have some manner of control with who would be sitting with him, rather than forcing his company on others. He wouldn't object to first years or third years, those that didn't know him very well or what was done in History of Magic the previous year. He put his hand on Ferces' cage and stared out the window.
But he definitely wanted to steer clear of his fellow second years, nothing good came of being near them last year. And he was certain that there were a few grudges carrying over into the new school year. Of course, he realized that much of the troubles were his fault due to his poor interpersonal relationship skills, but still. Even after apologizing to the entire class and the teacher, no one would really talk to him longer than they had to. He didn't think himself to be of the disagreeable sort, but his new scowl seemed to keep people at bay. Perhaps he should pretend to be friendlier? No, that wouldn't do. Making friends through deception, though a very Slytherin thing to do, wouldn't help him in the long run. He wanted real friends that would be there when he needed them and that he'd be there for when needed as well.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ OOC:
Because they 𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭 with a gun
And keep an 𝔢𝑦𝔢 on you, son
So they can 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥 all the things you do
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 7:43 pm
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I sat alone, in bed till the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me"
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease 
αɢє 13 | αםvєитυяєя | sℓчтнєяιи тнιяם чєαя
☆º°”˜`”°º☆ ★º°”˜`”°º★
ﻬஐ Caty made a noncommittal sound as Leon answered her question saying he had seen their friend being led by a boy towards the train. Green eyes strayed towards it and she could alreadyd feel the tension coil in her belly from being surrounded by so many people and the claustrophobia of being in a small compartment for hours on end. She took a few breaths to calm herself attempting to think optimistically; maybe she could catch a few moments of sleep and actually remedy the tiredness she felt. She came out her thoughts to Leon actually suggesting they go and find Aimee on the train to sit with her and her new male friend adding a comment about how she was supposedly afraid of new people. Well that was sort of true, though she'd gotten a lot better about it since when she first met her. Goodness, had it been nearly three years since they met already? Merlin time moved fast, but then why did it move so slow with her? She swore it seemed like days since she left the house when it was really hours but her body was already feeling the weariness she had been striving to avoid. Gods she hated these moments, they seemed to go on forever. After a slow blink Caty gathered the realization that her friend might want some form of response to his command and rhetorical question soshe merely kept with the response. "Hmm, ya alright." the Slytherin trickled out forcing her legs to start movement when all they wanted was to crumple beneath her. ஐﻬ
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 8:41 pm
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Oliver Davis
Unsorted - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Pureblood
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Following a crowd of students who were all moving in the same direction, Oliver figured they would lead him to the train doors. Most of them had to be older students, so they must’ve known where they were going and what they were doing. As he approached the entrance, the students behind him became a little impatient and began shoving and pushing in an attempt to board the train quicker. Inevitably, Oliver got shoved right into the redhead in front of him. “Oh, God, I’m sorry!” he exclaimed. “I swear it wasn’t my fault. Are you okay?” Assessing the situation, the blond came to the conclusion that she wasn’t hurt as she had not fallen. Oliver then turned back to glare at the kid directly behind him – a boy of about fourteen years old who had been too distracted with his friends to realize he’d even done anything. Deciding to ignore him (since he was several years older and had friends), the eleven year old turned back to the redhead and a blonde girl next to her with whom she has been chatting, and introduced himself. “I’m Oliver, by the way. Are you two first years?” he asked.
Oliver really hoped that the girls in front of him were. That would make them in the same boat as him of not knowing anyone (except each other). Plus, he’d feel stupidly embarrassed if they were older students. Was there a way he was supposed to tell who’s in what year? Or even, who was in what house? A bunch of the older students were wearing uniforms and colours that represented what house they belonged to. Did that mean they could only be friends with people from their own house? The boy began to nervously nibble on his bottom lip as he realized there was a lot he hadn’t thought to ask Kaitlyn or Amanda. Like where was he supposed to go when the train boarded at Hogsmeade? Oliver knew it arrived at the station and then he’d be transported to Hogwarts, but how? By magic? Or maybe they’d fly on a hippogriff! How insanely cool would that be? Or maybe that would be their first flying lesson: fly to Hogwarts using a broomstick. If that was the case, Oliver would be really annoyed by the fact that Katie hadn’t let him bring a broom to school.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 9:51 pm
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Although I would like our world to change
It helps me to appreciate
Those nights and those dreams
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ϟℯ¢☺η∂ ¥ℯαя |ᛊ| ℋυḟƒℓε℘υƒḟ |ᛊ| ℝℯṧ℮я♥ε Ḱεερεґ
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Balder walked along the train, after saying his goodbyes to his mor and Magni since they both had decided to see him off this year. His summer had been uneventful, other than hanging out with Bastian on occasion and writing to the friends he had made over the school year. Now it was back to school, and back to learning. Which, he had to figure out if he could find some of his friends for the ride. Looking into each car, he gave a wave and a nod and passed each compartment before he found himself looking into the one compartment with Ahnna and Monika. He hadn't talked much to Monika, but hey, he was more than willing to start now. "Hey Ahnna, Monika. Mind if I sit here too?" He came in and sat down anyway, knowing it was rude, but he didn't think that someone would kick him out of the compartment for it. Then again, there was that time with Caty and her group of friends and Balder trying to make friends with them. That had ended in disaster, and made Balder wonder if Caty had replaced him and Bastian. The bespectacled boy shoved that thought out of his head and decided that he was busy talking to friends.
════════════════════════Location: Hogwarts Express
Thinking: I hope they don't mind...
OOC: Heather, Dev said I can ghost Ahnna since she's not going to be online until Friday I think. Thor    
But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights
If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same
The only difference is
To let love replace all our hate
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 2:55 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 12:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 2:13 pm
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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
╔══════════════════════════╗
Mackenzie Hawthorne
Unsorted - First Year - Eleven Years Old - Halfblood
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Mackenzie’s smile hadn’t faded one bit since the other girl arrived. She was way too excited at the prospect of making a potential friend the second she boarded the train. In fact, the majority of her nervous butterflies disappeared as she had forgotten just how scared she was earlier at the idea of not knowing anybody. “Hi, Naown,” she said as she leaned closer to get a better look at the cat hidden in the carrier. Still leaning forward, Kenzie looked up towards Saio before answering, “No, no, I'd love it.” The eleven year old shrieked on the inside, excited to have made a friend. Although her friend probably wouldn’t like her very much if she didn’t make free up any space for her to sit, so the eleven year old pushed herself back up and lifted Xylo’s cage off the table to place her in the seat next to her. “Would you like any help?” she asked Saio, looking back at her fellow first year.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 2:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 4:00 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 4:22 pm
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𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓭. 𝓶𝓮. 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 .𝓽𝓱𝓮 .𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓭.𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼. 𝓪𝓻𝓮...
Balancing the handrail of her trolley in one hand, she wrapped the other around Fianna in a quick embrace upon greeting then grinned wickedly. She'd been afraid that she wouldn't find anyone until after the train ride, and she certainly didn't want to figure out how to get up to the castle by herself. They aren't first years, after all. Which meant no more boat rides across the lake. Kind've sad, actually. She wondered why there wasn't a boating club, where kids could just row out on the lake and take a swim. The giant squid seemed rather friendly after all. And what could be worse than a giant squid?
”Were you wandering around long?” She wondered, then pouted just a bit to share in her friend's momentary gloominess. ”Oooo, you got a broom! Wicked!” She wished she could've gotten one. But, as her mum said, “why by one when the school offers free borrowed brooms to their students?” And, it was kind've hard to argue with that logic. So Aria didn't get a broom. Or an owl. ”I don't think I'll be getting a broom anytime soon—not unless I buy it myself. But me mum and da' promised to get me a pygmy puff this summer if I do good on all of my exams at the end of the year.” She was excited about that. It had taken her weeks just to get them to even consider another pet. Living on a small farm had its benefits, like a never ending cycle of chickens, pigs, cows, and stray dogs and cats. But she wanted something all her own—something cute and fluffy and—”Awww, how cute! What's this little bloke's name?” Aria cooed and wiggled her finger in front of the ginger cat coddled in between Fianna's arms. She wanted to reach out and pet her, but she knew better than that. Especially with cats. Better to wait for the owner to say “oh don't worry, they don't bite” then to reach out and lose a finger. She's too young to go by Aria Nine-Fingers! She heard the boarding call for the train too, and jerked her head up to listen. ”You're right,” she nodded hastily, ”let's go.”
”This looks as good as any,” Aria said once they were inside an empty compartment halfway down the length of the train, so at least no matter which way the trolley went, they'd be in the middle of the line. ”So, did you just get him—her—this summer? Or am I really that oblivious?” Laughing, she couldn't quite bring herself to remember if there was an tabby-haired cat in their dormitory. That seems like something she should have remembered.
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷【LOCATION:: Compartment 】 【COMPANY:: Fianna 】
【ATTIRE:: Knitted Dreams 】 【STATS:: 12yrs, 127lbs 】 ∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
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