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 Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 2:57 pm
The Hogwarts Express
With a final screech of the wheels and a burst of steam the train came to a halt at Hogsmeade Station. Students began to poor out of the cars and fill the platform.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 3:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:08 pm
Damien EdgeworthUnsorted // First Year // Hogsmeade Station // Wearing═════════════════════════════════ 
Damien exited the train, raising his eyebrow at the station. This was it. He was about to make it from here to the school. Then, the sorting ceremony. He wished he could be more confident that the hat would sort him into Slytherin, but he'd heard that it tended to be a bit capricious when it came to these things. He was afraid that it might sort him into Ravenclaw instead, which was unacceptable. He could only thank the stars that he would never be sorted into either Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. He was really afraid of what his father might do if that happened. But, it wouldn't. He certainly wasn't the type.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:37 pm
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Keith excitedly burst out of the train with a smile. Finally we are here! He thought excitedly. "Come on Sean!" He shouted to his twin. He moved through the crowd. His mind overflowing with thoughts. What house would he be put in? Would his parents be proud? Could he become a great wizard one day? All these questions and more ran through his mind. ╚════════════════════════════════╝
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:44 pm
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Sean followed after his twin slowly, he looked nervous and was therefore more timid than usual. What if they hat doesn't sort me? he thought a tad worried and panicky. He gulped and followed after his twin brother. "I am coming." The shy boy squeaked. ┗──────────────────────────────┛
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:49 pm
Damien EdgeworthUnsorted // First Year // Hogsmeade Station // Wearing═════════════════════════════════
Damien's eyes narrowed when the girl pushed him. He straightened and wiped his hand over himself where she'd touched him. "There is no need to be so rude; shoving me won't get you there any faster," he chastised. 'So crass... probably a mudblood. Non-magical types never teach their children any manners.' He didn't like the start he was having to the year. First he'd spotted Adalaide at the station, which he had expected but hoped not to do, and now this. It seemed like he'd made the right choice in deciding to focus on his studies.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:53 pm
I follow my dreams,
You'd think they were Nightmares
The way the scream!
I make 'em believe
Someday, Someday,
I'll be the next big thing! cαιтℓιη εηgεℓs  Wand—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— WiseCaitlin climbed off the train and onto the platform. She looked around, following the rush of people. She brushed her hair to the side, her ears buzzing from all the noise. She noticed a blonde haired boy shout to someone named Sean, a dark haired boy being pushed, and a red haired girl push the boy. Caitlin made her way to the other side of the platform, trying to make room for more people. She clutched her wand, looking for Raiden and Drae to get off the train. Another blonde boy climbed off the train, followed by a dark haired girl. Caitlin weaved her way through the crowd, waiting for her friends. Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— {(OOC:...)}I can wait for that someday
If that someday,
It is Comeday.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 4:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:34 pm
   ↜Heather Stevia Hawthorn↝ | Single | Second Year | Beater | —¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— Heather stepped off the train carefully. It felt a little odd, getting off the train wearing her house robes. Last year, she had wore a simple first years rope. Now she was a second year, and she was decked out in Hufflepuff colors. She looked around and saw lots of unknown first years. They all apeared to be a nervous or excited, or a little of both. She remembered feeling like that, and the thought made her smile. Her only hope for this year so far was that her fellow second years would be able to regonize her. Last year, she had worn large, round glasses and her hair was rather long. The day before she was sceduled to leave for the station, a kid in her neighborhood got gum stuck in her hair, and her glasses had snapped in two, so she was now left to wear her contacts and have her hair cut to a noticeably shorter length. Her blue eyes looked around and found a clear place to stand. She slung her backpack over her shoulder and stood, silent and alone. Somehow, she had lost Remy in the crowd of students, and when Remy wasn't near, Heather tended to hide away in a corner of shyness. She looked around, searching for her sister and best friend. If she didn't find her, she would catch up with her at the feast. Granted, it would be dificult, since Remy had been sorted into Gryffindor while Heather was put in Hufflepuff, but she would find a way. For now, she would wait to be called to the carriages. {OOC: First post of the term, and it is probably the longest post I've ever done in this guild. ^^} Wearing —¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— 
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:49 pm
With a thousand lies
And a good disguise
Hit ‘em right between the eyes MICHELLE CATLIN
|||Unsorted|||Pureblood|||First Year|||   Michelle stepped off the train wearing her unsorted first year robes. She watched all the people gathering in groups talking to each other. She noticed a black haired boy giving a red head a dirty look at her first thought was I bet that's that Damien kid that Ada spoke of. She dodged around a couple of students and found a less crowded area to wait with Ada. She turned to say something to her friend and found her no where near her. I must have lost her while we were getting off the train. She shrugged. The other girl would catch up with her soon. For now, she was standing by herself.  OOC:... When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See ‘em running for their lives
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 5:58 pm
Picture perfect, that's what it seems
They've got this whole thing figured out,
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right?
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect GRACIE MCHALEN |||Unsorted|||Half blood|||First Year|||  Gracie followed her cousin off the train, but made a detour when she saw how a black haired boy was treating a redhead. Sure she had shoved him, but he was acting as if he had been touched by someone covered in mud. So, just because she was who she was, she walked past him, purposely running her shoulder into his, rather roughly. "Douche pickle." She muttered under her breath as she passed. She then continued on her way, joining Michelle with a playful smirk dancing on her face. OOC:... The days are fading
Like they're one in the same
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:10 pm
I follow my dreams,
You'd think they were Nightmares
The way the scream!
I make 'em believe
Someday, Someday,
I'll be the next big thing! cαιтℓιη εηgεℓs Wand—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— WiseCaitlin backed up out of the way of on coming students. She stumbled backward into the blue-haired girl she had ran into at King's Cross again. She turned to see who it was and apologize, blushing to see she ran into the same girl again. "Sorry..Again." Caitlin said, had have changed into her unsorted robes. She moved to the side again for more students to gather. Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— {(OOC:...)} I can wait for that someday
If that someday,
It is Comeday.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 6:23 pm
Picture perfect, that's what it seems
They've got this whole thing figured out,
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right?
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect GRACIE MCHALEN |||Unsorted|||Half blood|||First Year||| Gracie laughed good naturedly. "No problem." She smiled and ruffled her hair. "I guess we're just destined to run into each other, but if that's true, you don't have to apologize every single time... just some of the time." She chuckled at herself and looked around the platform. "Are you excited to be sorted? Which house do you think you'll be put into?" Gracie asked Caitlin with a wide friendly smile. OOC:... The days are fading
Like they're one in the same
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me
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