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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 8:35 pm
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Adalaide BlytheHufflepuff // Third Year // Corridor // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // MarinaCURRENTLY FEELING // ConcernedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'Oh, no, what on Earth could have happened?'CURRENTLY// single // crushing // loving═════════════════════════════════
Ada smiled and nodded. "And, if Michelle happens to be involved, could you let me know that, too? And if you're both alright after? I just know she's going to do like last summer and just disappear on me." Honestly, it bothered Adalaide that Michelle had run to Taye instead of her, and that she trusted him so much. There was something about him... she didn't like it.
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(( OOC: ))...Monday: Mythology I Tuesday: Free Wednesday: Defense III, Astronomy III Thursday: Ghost Studies I, Transfiguration III Friday: Muggle Mythology I, Divination I, History III, Alchemy I
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 9:00 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 7:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 7:40 pm
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I'll SEEK you OUT FLAY you ALIVE One more WORD and you won't SURVIVE And I'M not SCARED Of your STOLEN POWER I SEE right through you any HOUR I'm TAKING it SLOW FEEDING my FLAME Shuffling the CARDS of your GAME And JUST in TIME In the RIGHT PLACE Suddenly I will PLAY my ACE
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED PROUD HALFBLOOD SLYTHERIN THIRD YEAR
I won't soothe your pain: Uncomfortable | I won't ease your strain: Too much emotion for one day... | You'll be waiting in vain: Ada | I got nothing for you to gain: Fourth Floor Corridor | Wearing
Marina nodded. "I know what you mean. He has this sort of... aura about him. It makes you feel like you should run and hide. But he's graduating this year, right? So she won't be seeing much of him anymore. At least not at Hogwarts, anyways." She, for one, would be relieved to not have to worry anymore about possibly running in to him in some dark corner of the Dungeons, where he and Michelle often hung out. She'd heard them before, speaking in low voices that echoed eerily throughout the shadowy passages. The redhead glanced down at her library book and once more remembered her real reason for being down here. "I should probably actually go and return this. That was why I was here in the first place anyways. But thanks... for everything, Ada." For being her friend, and more so, for being a really good friend. Words couldn't express her gratitude for that.
Prejudice is stubborn and ignorance is hard.
EYES on FIRE Your SPINE is ABLAZE Felling any FOE with my GAZE And JUST in TIME In the RIGHT PLACE STEADILY emerging with GRACE Ahh, felling any FOE with my GAZE Ahh, STEADILY emerging with GRACE Ahh, felling any FOE with my GAZE Ahh, STEADILY emerging with GRACE
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 8:17 pm
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Adalaide BlytheHufflepuff // Third Year // Corridor // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // MarinaCURRENTLY FEELING // ConcernedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'Oh, no, what on Earth could have happened?'CURRENTLY// single // crushing // loving═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide was glad to hear that she wasn't the only one who didn't quite trust Nott. It made her feel a little better about her suspicions... although it made her more worried about Michelle, especially since they spent so much time together. Ada sighed. "I hope you're right... Michelle spent the summer with him after the battle... I guess I'm just worried about a repeat." When Marina remembered her book, Ada gave her a smile and a nod. "If you don't manage to get yourself grounded this summer, maybe we can spend some time together? A sleepover, or we could meet up at Diagon Alley? My mother said that I'm old enough that she'd drop me off there on my own now." Ada wasn't so sure she'd be getting to see much of Michelle, and she'd decided that she was done staying outside and looking in. She was not about to have her friends go through anything and not hear about it. And she wasn't going to drift off from them anymore, either. She wanted to spend time with them.
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(( OOC: ))...Monday: Mythology I Tuesday: Free Wednesday: Defense III, Astronomy III Thursday: Ghost Studies I, Transfiguration III Friday: Muggle Mythology I, Divination I, History III, Alchemy I
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 9:14 pm
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I'll SEEK you OUT FLAY you ALIVE One more WORD and you won't SURVIVE And I'M not SCARED Of your STOLEN POWER I SEE right through you any HOUR I'm TAKING it SLOW FEEDING my FLAME Shuffling the CARDS of your GAME And JUST in TIME In the RIGHT PLACE Suddenly I will PLAY my ACE
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED PROUD HALFBLOOD SLYTHERIN THIRD YEAR
I won't soothe your pain: Uncomfortable | I won't ease your strain: Too much emotion for one day... | You'll be waiting in vain: Ada | I got nothing for you to gain: Fourth Floor Corridor | Wearing
Marina let out a dry laugh at that. "I'll try. With luck, and some begging, I should be allowed to roam free once more. Send me an owl when you gey home for summer. We can make plans to meet up then." She gave Ada a small wave and turned, heading towards the library again. "If I don't see you again, enjoy the feast!" She called over her shoulder as she departed from her friend. She wasn't exactly lighthearted, and she still felt the sting of the embarrassment and shame stemming from Damien's rejection, but she wasn't quite the mess she had been. Hopefully things would work out. Somehow.
Prejudice is stubborn and ignorance is hard.
EYES on FIRE Your SPINE is ABLAZE Felling any FOE with my GAZE And JUST in TIME In the RIGHT PLACE STEADILY emerging with GRACE Ahh, felling any FOE with my GAZE Ahh, STEADILY emerging with GRACE Ahh, felling any FOE with my GAZE Ahh, STEADILY emerging with GRACE
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 10:03 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 10:51 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 11:04 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 11:29 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2014 3:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 10:45 pm
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☆ғɪʀsᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀ☆Bʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ Dᴇsᴛʀᴏʏᴇᴅ☆ɢʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ☆ ✮Wʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʏᴏᴜ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ Sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴀʟʟᴇʀ✮ ✮Dᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ I'ᴍ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ✮ ✮Wʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ Fᴏᴏᴛsᴛᴇᴘs ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ✮ ✮Dᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ I'ᴍ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ✮ After a long and rather interesting night, Gid awoke to remember some plans he'd made. The boy got dressed, making certain his braces were as secure as possible, then dug to the bottom of his trunk to retrieve his spare crutches. Lucky for him, they were in a sling that he could wear on his back. With a satisfied grin, he hurried down to breakfast, then ate quickly. As soon as he'd had his fill, he went over to meet up with Iris. They were going to practice falling! That would be awesome, if a bit painful. He went with her to the fourth floor, where he spent a few minutes removing his second pair of crutches, and handing them to the girl. "Easy as cheese. Just put your forearm into the cuff, then hold the bar. Make sure the support beam is behind your arm. It hurts if placed backwards, and can seriously cause falls! don't want that!" Of course, he was pretty sure even a toddler could mimic the way he wore his own crutches, their lesson was supposed to be about safety! He didn't want any injuries, if they were avoidable. {OoC:}
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2017 7:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2017 7:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2017 8:17 pm
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┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓яєвєкαн ❤ нєαятωσσ∂тнιя∂ уєαя нυffℓєρυff┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
xFeeling: Sad xLocation: Fourth Floor xWith: Myself xStatus: Single
Beckah looked up when she heard someone talking near here, someone talking at her. The boy was familiar to her, someone from her class. His tone seemed demeaning, but she was having trouble processing the insults. He asked if she brought coloring books like a five year old. Well, no, her mother wouldn't let her bring coloring books. She didn't fully understand the connotation behind his words, but it seemed to her like he was being mean. She looked down at her books and tucked them against her chest tighter. "Look at you then. Little man in a little suit. Making yourself feel big by picking on the smaller people. I don't need to say much. You're doing enough talking for the both of us." The girl spoke without looking up from her books, clutching the safety of her shield. Sure, she was speaking back to the bully, but it wasn't her... normal self. Something deep down inside. Like a carnal rage, just waiting to erupt.
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Out of Character: {...} ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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