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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 5:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 5:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 7:27 pm
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  `•.¸¸.•´´¯`••._.• Fιϝƚԋ Yҽαɾ Hυϝϝʅҽρυϝϝ •._.••`¯´´•.¸¸.•` Lyall was carrying a few nice sweaters, carefully folded into a bag. He and Tori had been at Madame Malkin's shop, her to get fabrics and such, and he needed new sweaters. He always got one! The blonde was excited about making dresses and other fancy clothes, which made Lyall grin. "They're always pretty, Tori Rae!" He hurried with her to meet the sisters, who seemed excited to go to Gringotts and the wand shop. Then again, today was to celebrate Claire, so they'd go with her. "Course we can get your wand! All the first years need a nice wand! But Rider said we had to go to the bank to change over money, so we should do that first, then get your wand!" He nodded, grinning. I ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ sᴏ вιg αη∂ ℓσυ∂, I ᴊᴜᴍᴘᴇᴅ sᴏ ʜɪɢʜ I тσυcнє∂ тнє cℓσυ∂ѕ I sᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ, ᴡᴇ ∂αηcє∂ ωιтн мσηѕтєяѕ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ I'ᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ℓσσк вαcк, I'ᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ gινє ιт υρ Nᴏ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴡ! Tʜɪs ɪs ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ вєѕт ∂αу σƒ му ℓιƒє! {OoC} |
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 7:41 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:08 pm
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You were a child, crawling-
On your knees toward it...
Making Mama so proud;
But your voice is too loud.
We like to watch you laughing,
As you pick the insects off plants.
No time to think of consequences,
No time to control yourself.
ΛĿƐӾΛИDƐŔ
ṖĤĪĿĿĪṖ
ΛѴƐŔY
eight years old │ little brother │ pureblood
Alec was debating the merits of the tried and true Ditch and Run as he elbowed and shoved his way through the crowded streets. As of right now, he was going as fast as his small frame could manage with all the people he had to get around, and his stupid older sister was still managing to catch up with him. It was lucky Mother and Father tended to make Sera wear dresses, especially out in public, because otherwise she'd be matching his hyperactive pace. It wasn't fair! He was eight, not some baby. Eight was nearly a teenager. Sera was only thirteen. They were practically twins. He didn't need to be babysat by her and a house elf in Diagon Alley! He'd been here loads of times!
Sometimes being the baby of the family was really a hassle, but Alec consoled himself with the thought of all the good that came out of it for him. Sera had to wear dresses and other stupid fancy girl clothes. He was allowed to dress like a muggle, in a shirt and jeans and the trainers he'd thrown a very impressive temper tantrum to be allowed to get. He whirled around, bumping into a passerby, who scowled at his rudeness, while he pulled an impressively hideous expression at his sister. "Can I not?" he repeated in a high pitched, mocking voice. He was learning the finer points of mean spirited teasing at an all boys preparatory school, after all, and eight year olds hunted in packs.
"Maybe I want to run a race." The temptation to say 'wanna' was still there, but he clicked his tongue out of habit, enunciating each word precisely. It was stupid, but he got away with more at school and at home if his 'language was proper'. Who cared about language? It was all crap anyways! Crap crap crap, he chanted in his head defiantly. "I don't want to go school shopping; I was just in school," he declared. "And I hate it. I want to go to your school." Hogwarts was the only school that even mattered anyways. "Tully, don't call me that!" he insisted distractedly to the house elf. 'Young master' sometimes made him feel very important, but other times it made him feel old. Sera's exasperated plea outraged him. "I'm not lost! You're lost! I know right where we're going... Sera, where're we going?"
Take only what you need from it;
A family of trees wanting to be haunted.
The water is warm but it's sending me shivers...
A baby is born, crying out for attention.
Memories fade like looking through a fogged mirror;
Decisions are made and not bought.
I thought this wouldn't hurt a lot; I guess not.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 10:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 10:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 9:34 pm
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‘Cause I’m on top of the world, ‘ay
I’m on top of the world, ‘ay
Waiting on this for a while now
Paying my dues to the dirt
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Uɴsᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ || Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ || Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ
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Brandon was walking down the street, looking everywhere. He'd never known that magic was real, until today that was. He just thought he had insanely good luck when it came to trick riding. Apparently not, if the fact that he was now witnessing people walking around in a place he'd never seen before with the strangest assortment of people was real. He walked next to the Governor, sneaking peeks at the older man. He looked old enough to be his dad, but had more of the demeanour of his uncle Leon. He'd probably confuse the two if he wasn't careful. Phoebe had looked annoyed by the fact that he was special and she wasn't, but well, he couldn't help that. Unfortunately, that meant he couldn't tell his cousins about any of this. There was some sort of big secrecy thing that meant that he had to keep quiet about being a wizard.
He glanced around one more time, certain that he was going to enjoy this trip when he looked back to the older man. "So, um, Mister Edgeworth sir, where are we going first, anyway? I mean, we have that list. I really don't know where to look for half that stuff on it." He shuffled his feet, thinking that eventually he was going to know his way around. However, that wasn't going to be today, and he gave the guy a half-smile, hoping the guy wasn't going to ditch him for being completely clueless.
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Location: Diagon Alley
Thinking: Wow, this is so cool!
OOC: Frilly
I’ve been waiting to smile, ‘ay
Been holding it in for a while, ‘ay
Take you with me if I can
Been dreaming of this since a child
I’m on top of the world
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 6:09 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 8:57 am
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You were a child, crawling-
On your knees toward it...
Making Mama so proud;
But your voice is too loud.
We like to watch you laughing,
As you pick the insects off plants.
No time to think of consequences,
No time to control yourself.
ΛĿƐӾΛИDƐŔ
ṖĤĪĿĿĪṖ
ΛѴƐŔY
eight years old │ little brother │ pureblood
Alec's face lit up when she grinned wickedly, his own smile mirroring hers exactly. "Sera, really? You'll take me?! Please please please please take me when we get home Sera please can I ride a real horse I hate the ponies please or can I ride your broom I really will be careful I swear I will pleaseeeee?" While he didn't like horses nearly as much as his older sister did, Alec didn't mind them, mostly staying out of their way because his parents were worried he'd be kicked in the head and killed or fall off one and break his neck. He was mostly worried one might step on his puppy, but he could teach Wylie to stay out of their way. And he wasn't allowed anywhere near brooms at school, and was still too small for a regular sized one to begin with. There'd also been that incident with riding his toy broom in the house... But he never got to play with anyone, and while his sister was a girl and stupid and not his first choice, Alec looked as though he might start jumping up and down at the moment. He ignored the looks Tully was sending the two of them, probably because Sera wasn't exactly acting 'ladylike'. Their mother was always going on about how ladies did not spend all their time riding horses or brooms. Alec didn't really care what ladies were or weren't supposed to do, seeing as he wasn't one.
He scowled at Tully before turning his attention back to his sister as he asked why he thought Hogwarts was better than his school. He looked aggravated; didn't she get it? School was boring and stupid! Hogwarts was a giant castle! The school he attended looked more like a manor house like the one they resided in than a castle. With a lake and a forest. "I can't do any magic at school! That's all you do at school! It's not fair! And all my teachers hate me anyways." This last bit was said with more pride than regret. He stuck his tongue out at her giggling and then whined, long and drawn out, as she informed him they were going to get robes first. He was only slightly appeased by her comment on his growth, and raised his shoulders proudly. "I'm gonna- going to be taller than you soon," he suggested slyly, which was not entirely true; they were both roughly average height for their age, though he was very slightly built for eight. He pouted. "I don't want new robes, though. Why can't I get new trainers?" Never mind that the ones he had on right now were brand new; they were already filthy from all the time he spent running around. He was constantly coming in covered in mud and grass stains, and often with a wriggling insect in between his dirty hands.
Take only what you need from it;
A family of trees wanting to be haunted.
The water is warm but it's sending me shivers...
A baby is born, crying out for attention.
Memories fade like looking through a fogged mirror;
Decisions are made and not bought.
I thought this wouldn't hurt a lot; I guess not.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:14 pm
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`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••._.• Fιϝƚԋ Yҽαɾ Hυϝϝʅҽρυϝϝ •._.••`¯´´•.¸¸.•` Lyall watched the girls figure out where to go, then smiled when Tori mentioned the fun they'd had in first year. "Oh yes, it's great fun! Even if you've never gone to a school before! Though, that makes it a little more fun, I think." The boy nodded, reminiscing his first time in the magical alleyway. Of course, it was before he had met such wonderful people as Tori, Rider, Feather, and Addy... but he had met Kota on his first visit! That was nice! Soon enough, the quartet was on the move, going to Gringotts. Lyall had already been once today, having had to switch over currency of his own. Once done at the bank, Rider and Claire started discussing their next move. To the wand shop, eh? It would be so awesome for Claire! It had been for himself, anyway. The youngest member of their group was enthralled by the idea of having her own wand, so it would clearly be their destination. At least that shop didn't have any creepy goblins! I ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ sᴏ вιg αη∂ ℓσυ∂, I ᴊᴜᴍᴘᴇᴅ sᴏ ʜɪɢʜ I тσυcнє∂ тнє cℓσυ∂ѕ I sᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ, ᴡᴇ ∂αηcє∂ ωιтн мσηѕтєяѕ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ I'ᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ℓσσк вαcк, I'ᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ gινє ιт υρ Nᴏ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴡ! Tʜɪs ɪs ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ вєѕт ∂αу σƒ му ℓιƒє! {OoC} |
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:41 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ♥ 𝔖𝔦𝔬𝔟𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯𝑦 ♥ Looking Regal at Diagon Alley with Brandon xxxғeelιngxxx Calm xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ Let me guess... ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
𝔓𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔰 𝔬 𝔞 𝔯 𝔦 𝔫 𝔤, 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝑦𝔰 𝔢 𝔵 𝔭 𝔩 𝔬 𝔯 𝔦 𝔫 𝔤 ✦ ✦ ✦xxxxxxxxxxxx
𝓗 𝔦 𝔤 𝔥 𝔢 𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝑦'𝔳𝔢 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔟 𝔢 𝔣 𝔬 𝔯 𝔢 ✦ ✦ ✦xxxxxxxxx
𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔡 𝔬 𝔴 𝔫 𝔥 𝔢 𝔯 𝔢, 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤 𝔯 𝔬 𝔲 𝔫 𝔡 𝔫 𝔢 𝔞 𝔯 ✦ ✦ ✦xxxxxx
𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯 𝔦 𝔰 𝔢 𝔲 𝔰 𝔲 𝔭 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯 𝔢 𝔰 𝔱 ? ✦ ✦ ✦xxx
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spaceWesley smiled faintly, watching the young man from the corner of his eye as they walked through the streets. It never failed to amuse him, how fascinated the children seemed with the market. Having been born into magic, he'd been coming to Diagon Alley since long before he was ready to attend Hogwarts, and thus had never quite had that utter amazement they always seemed to display. Magic had been a fact of life, and Diagon Alley hadn't been some grand adventure; it'd been where the family went to do their shopping. The fact that muggleborns were so often so very blown away by it was fascinating. And somewhat gratifying, actually. He found that he enjoyed watching them take it all in. Particularly when it was clear how excited they were.
spaceWhen Brandon noted that he didn't know where to get anything on his list, the Slytherin wanted to laugh. He resisted, figuring it would come off as mocking, but he found it a bit funny that the child had said so. After all, he'd never been here before, his not knowing where to go was a given. Instead, he simply smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "I generally leave it up to the first year, where we go to start off. I know where everything is, trust me, could probably make this trip in my sleep at this point. I've been doing this for a very long time," he said with a chuckle. "I'm sure you've got some idea where you'd like to go first, though, hm? Most of the time, children've got their sights set on getting some specific item or another before anything else." And it was often the same specific item, he thought with some amusement, glancing briefly towards his son's shop. They always wanted their wand, almost without fail. There were a few odd ones out here and there, who wanted their books or their potions ingredients, but by and large, it was the wand. He figured it had something to do with that fascination they all held; few items were as inherently magical as a wand, after all.
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xxx✦ ✦ ✦ 𝔒𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔮 𝔲 𝔦 𝔵 𝔬 𝔱 𝔦 𝔠, 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝑘 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔯 𝔬 𝔟 𝔬 𝔱 𝔦 𝔠
xxxxxx✦ ✦ ✦ 𝔐𝔢𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔩 𝔩 𝔱 𝔥 𝔢 𝔱 𝔦 𝔪 𝔢
xxxxxxxxx✦ ✦ ✦ 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔭 𝔲 𝔩 𝔰 𝔢 𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔣 𝔦 𝔯 𝔦 𝔫 𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥 𝔢 𝔞 𝔡 𝔴 𝔦 𝔯 𝔦 𝔫 𝔤
xxxxxxxxxxxx✦ ✦ ✦ 𝔊𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔞 𝔠 𝔱 𝔦 𝔬 𝔫 𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟 𝔢 𝔦 𝔫 𝔤 𝔰
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 10:02 pm
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‘Cause I’m on top of the world, ‘ay
I’m on top of the world, ‘ay
Waiting on this for a while now
Paying my dues to the dirt
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Uɴsᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ || Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ || Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ
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Brandon nodded, looking down at his list. He already had a pet, and had had Frilly for years now, so he didn't need to visit some place for anything for his agama. However, that left robes, potion ingredients, a cauldron, scales, a telescope, heck, the list went on and on. He puffed out his cheeks as he thought, looking over the list carefully again to see if he could even think of what he could get. He could always go the boring route and get his books first, but the young boy was thinking in another line. Robes were just clothes, and he didn't fancy being bored while being sized up for those. All the others were basic stuff, right? Really, the only personal item he could think of was the wand, and he wondered just how many people asked to get that first. Probably quite a lot.
He considered it for maybe a moment longer before he made his decision. Well, he couldn't say that he was being original, after all. Mister Edgeworth had probably heard the request numerous times. "Umm, well, there's always the wand, I guess. I mean, I could get that. I'm just wondering what kind of wand should I get. Are there metal wands or crystal wands, or even better, are there like magic staffs and such that people use? That be cool." The brunette shuffled his feet a bit as he watched, waiting for the reply, when he caught sight of a very odd person walking down the alley from what looked like some kind of tattoo parlour. His eyes bugged, not exactly expecting to see him here, so he decided to give chase. "Michael, hey Michael! What are you doing here? You know about magic? When did you know about it? You're a wizard too?"
To his credit, the blond that Brandon had spotted looked startled to see Brandon, and looked for a moment like he was at a loss for words. However, he stopped, allowing the younger boy to catch up, frowning at the kid and shaking his head. "Brandon, how did you get here? What are you even doing here? You're not supposed to be here, you know. You're not...." Michael took a moment to look from Brandon to the man who was escorting him before it clicked. Brandon was already vibrating with energy and felt like he should tell his cousin all about it, but now Brandon thought that Michael had to be magical too. After all, he was in Diagon Alley, and from what he understood, muggles weren't supposed to be here. "You're a wizard. Oh, blimey, well, now it makes sense why you're here."
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Location: Diagon Alley
Thinking: What's Michael doing here?
OOC: Frilly
I’ve been waiting to smile, ‘ay
Been holding it in for a while, ‘ay
Take you with me if I can
Been dreaming of this since a child
I’m on top of the world
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