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 Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 4:55 pm
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Third Year, 𝔅eater
Time and space—it all meant nothing, it all faded into nothing around him. His eyes slid to a close in rhythm with hers and the world simply washed away. He could feel her soft skin on his lips, and the soft aroma delighted his every instinct. She was so small; he realized suddenly, right as her arms daintily slipped around him. All of this time, and his heart berated inside of his chest, threatening to explode, and his lungs screamed to breathe, but, he couldn’t breathe on her. He felt so awkward in a way, he didn’t know what to do as his lips entangled against her own and a fire began to burn inside of him.
Suddenly, when he swore he was about to turn blue, he broke the kiss only to rest his forehead against the top of her head demurely. Slowly, blue eyes fluttered open to look down on her with a smirk growing on his lips. ”I…” he paused, just trying to resist that goofy grin that was fighting to show. ”—guess you were right.”
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 5:34 pm
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Picture perfect, that's what it seems Follow the leader, stay in the lines
They've got this whole thing figured out, What will people think of what you've done this time?
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right? Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
•·.·´¯`·.·• Ⓖrα¢₤ ℳ¢Ⓗα₰₤₦ •·.·´¯`·.·•
❦❥❧®avenclaw❦❥❧ⒽalfⒷlood❦❥❧Ⓣhird Ⓨear❦❥❧
~Reserve Chaser~
  Breathing was probably a good idea, but kissing him was also a good idea too. He was the one to break the kiss, and slowly her eyes slid open. A soft smile graced her lips, as she looked up at him and then he spoke, and she couldn't help but to break into a fit of giggles. When she had gained of her laughter, she spoke. "I told you." She said, brushing her lips against his cheek. She could help the smile that stretched her lips. She could stay there in his arms forever and she'd be happy. It was a strange concept to her. Being happy, even with her family gone. She hadn't thought it possible until this moment.
OOC:... 
Love Interest: No one For now
Status: Singl e lifee
The days are fading I'm gonna run like I've got the cops on my tail
Like they're one in the same I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail |
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 6:16 pm
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Third Year, 𝔅eater
He chuckled momentarily, the creeping smirk on his lips widened to a smile and, finally, he couldn’t hold it back any longer and he grinned wildly. He didn’t know what to do next, but, he knew one thing—he didn’t want to let her go. The rough callous of his thumb softly stroked her cheek where his hand held her, before long, his free hand that had hung awkwardly at his side (resisting to cradle his shoulder) gently wrapped around her waist in a close hug. There was barely any space between them; save for the breath of air where his towering figure hovered above hers. ”Yeah, heh, you definitely did… and you are right,
“But can you really blame me for wanting to double check?” He winked a coy blue eye at her as his grin widened and his dimples deepened. Butterflies flared in his chest; he had never felt like this before…. It was….. Well, he didn’t know how to describe it yet.
”Grace… You are—“ he paused for just a split second, trying to find the perfect words.
“—amazing, do you know that?” A part of him felt, ridiculous for saying it, but, another part of him knew he’d regret it every day if he didn’t. He knew most girls didn’t take too well to compliments, it was a fact his father had utterly groaned about nearly every day about his mum, and when he had asked her about it years ago, he got little more than a sort of riddle. He kind of hoped that wouldn’t happen now. Another riddle. Or worse, her not believing him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 28, 2013 6:51 pm
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Picture perfect, that's what it seems Follow the leader, stay in the lines
They've got this whole thing figured out, What will people think of what you've done this time?
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right? Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
•·.·´¯`·.·• Ⓖrα¢₤ ℳ¢Ⓗα₰₤₦ •·.·´¯`·.·•
❦❥❧®avenclaw❦❥❧ⒽalfⒷlood❦❥❧Ⓣhird Ⓨear❦❥❧
~Reserve Chaser~
Gracie watched the smile creep across his face and felt her own lips stretch even wider in response. That smile of his really was contagious. Gracie blinked up at him quietly. She really needed to stop getting distracted by his eyes, and the fact that there was basically no space at all between them. Her stomach was still flipping around inside of her and her heart was racing. She was guessing that she was probably still blushing a bit, and then he winked at her, and complimented her, and now she was sure she was blushing. A nice bright pink hue to match her hair.
"Me... amazing?"She honestly didn't see it, but she had spent 90% of the year blaming herself for her parents murder. "You honestly think so?" Maybe he was right. Maybe she wasn't as bad as she thought she was. She didn't feel bad at all right now. She felt right, and good, and happy... so maybe she had wasted the better part of her year on the lies inside her own head. Maybe it had taken her an entire year, but maybe she was finally starting to see that it wasn't the end of the world and that maybe just maybe things would be alright, or maybe more than alright.
OOC:...
Love Interest: No one For now
Status: Singl e lifee
The days are fading I'm gonna run like I've got the cops on my tail
Like they're one in the same I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail |
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 29, 2013 7:11 am
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Third Year, 𝔅eater
A blissful smile had eased onto his lips, drowning away all of that momentary paranoia that sunk into his flesh and chilled his blood to stop flowing. For just that moment before Gracie had answered, he was, tense, like he was waiting and expecting something to hurl forth, but, it never did. In fact, it was quite the opposite, because her eyes seemed to light up the world around him and her smile sent a wave magic rippling through him. ”Of course I do,” he breathed earnestly.
There were more than a million reasons why, and they all swarmed in his mind, he felt silly now, tongue-tied. In his mind, he felt like he was jumping off of cliffs trying to catch hold of a fleeting bubble, each and every little one another reason why. ”Even when you thought you were miserable, you were still one of the sweetest girls. I’ve never seen you walk away from anyone,
“I mean, hell, look at what you did to me.” Just then, that smile grew into a grin again, he just couldn’t help himself around her. ”I don’t think I’ve ever smiled so much in one day,” Dominic teased her, pausing for a moment to press a small kiss on her forehead. The ridiculous part of that was he had entirely forgotten that his house had just won the last match against Gryffindor, and probably the Quidditch Cup, too, if they were lucky. ”—so, thank you for that.”
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Posted: Fri Mar 29, 2013 10:41 am
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Picture perfect, that's what it seems Follow the leader, stay in the lines
They've got this whole thing figured out, What will people think of what you've done this time?
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right? Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
•·.·´¯`·.·• Ⓖrα¢₤ ℳ¢Ⓗα₰₤₦ •·.·´¯`·.·•
❦❥❧®avenclaw❦❥❧ⒽalfⒷlood❦❥❧Ⓣhird Ⓨear❦❥❧
~Reserve Chaser~
Gracie giggled and rolled her eyes when he complimented her some more and kissed her forehead. She hadn't smiled this much or laughed this much in a long time, and it felt good. "You're...welcome?" She said, giggling a tiny bit again. "I think I've smiled more today than I have this entire year put together." She leaned up on tip toes, not sure if she was just short or if he was extra tall... or both, but it took her full height to be able to reach up and kiss the tip of his nose. "So I think... I'm the one that should be thanking you."
OOC:...
Love Interest: No one For now
Status: Singl e lifee
The days are fading I'm gonna run like I've got the cops on my tail
Like they're one in the same I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail |
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 6:35 pm
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Third Year, 𝔅eater
”Well,” Dominic boasted with a wink and a grin, ”I do try.” As warm lips demurely pecked his nose, he chuckled, and a swarm of butterflies had suddenly swept around inside of him. And then, all of a sudden, he was horribly nervous again. He’d never kissed a girl before, let alone held her and… What did this mean? He was speechless. Does she like him? Does he like her—well—that was a bloody stupid question, wasn’t it? He bit down on his tongue to keep from arguing with himself. After all—that wasn’t the important question!
What’s he supposed to do now? Was he supposed to ask her out on a date? Or…?
”You don’t have to thank me,” he shrugged, and it seemed like his smile was getting smaller and smaller the longer he thought about it. ”So… uhm,” Dom panicked inside. He didn’t know what to do now—everything was fine until he actually started thinking about it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 11:13 pm
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Picture perfect, that's what it seems Follow the leader, stay in the lines
They've got this whole thing figured out, What will people think of what you've done this time?
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right? Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
•·.·´¯`·.·• Ⓖrα¢₤ ℳ¢Ⓗα₰₤₦ •·.·´¯`·.·•
❦❥❧®avenclaw❦❥❧ⒽalfⒷlood❦❥❧Ⓣhird Ⓨear❦❥❧
~Reserve Chaser~
Gracie rolled her eyes at the cocky grin on his face, but a tiny smile was still present on her lips. Even when he was boasting, she couldn't help but smile. As quickly as the grin had appeared though, it slipped off his face. She watched him quietly, tilting her head slightly. Had she done something wrong? "You thanked me, so why shouldn't I thank you too?" She paused, watching his smile grow smaller and smaller, a frown creasing her lips. She reached up and poked his forehead, making a very serious face up at him. "So.... what?" She asked, a smile slipping past her lips and ruining her serious face. She had no idea why he was suddenly all... not cocky but she figured he'd either tell her or she'd tickle it out him... or something along those lines. She didn't really make plans, kinda just went with whatever came to her head at the time.
OOC:...
Love Interest: No one For now
Status: Singl e lifee
The days are fading I'm gonna run like I've got the cops on my tail
Like they're one in the same I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail |
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:17 pm
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Third Year, 𝔅eater
"I dunno," He blinked, now hyper aware of just how tense he was, and she could see every second of it. He tried to laugh it off, shrug his shoulders, he even scratched the back of his head and ruffled his hair awkwardly. With a glance to the left and then the right, his crystal blue eyes finally settled on hers. "Oh, er, nothing,
"I feel loads better though, thanks.... I guess, I guess I was wondering if you wanted to go do something..?" He fumbled over his words, nervous, but he tried his best not to let it show. Besides, who knew when his mum might decide to burst in her office... Baaah, he nearly shuddered at the thought.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:53 pm
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Picture perfect, that's what it seems Follow the leader, stay in the lines
They've got this whole thing figured out, What will people think of what you've done this time?
We'll leave this place behind, doesn't that feel right? Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Picture perfect, it's picture perfect Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
•·.·´¯`·.·• Ⓖrα¢₤ ℳ¢Ⓗα₰₤₦ •·.·´¯`·.·•
❦❥❧®avenclaw❦❥❧ⒽalfⒷlood❦❥❧Ⓣhird Ⓨear❦❥❧
~Reserve Chaser~
Gracie watched him as he looked about everywhere he could until finally looking at her again. She nodded her head slowly at his question, running a hand through her hair and pushing it behind her ear. "Yeah, that'd be nice." She said quietly, glancing around the room, and remembering just exactly where they were and how awkward that would be if his mum decided to return to her office. Leaving would probably be a good idea. "Er... what do you want to do?"
OOC:...
Love Interest: No one For now
Status: Singl e lifee
The days are fading I'm gonna run like I've got the cops on my tail
Like they're one in the same I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail
Picture perfect doesn't mean much to me I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail |
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:10 am
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Fourth Year, 𝔅eater
When Dominic was ushered to the infirmary, he insisted upon resting in his mother's office. His flighty breaths and feathered blood pooled around his wrist where the bone had snapped and the flesh was torn. He didn't want anyone the chance to see the tear stains trailing down his cheeks. Like a baby bird returned to its nest, he waited for his mother. "Mum," he grimaced and stiffened back his tears.
"Ma cher, " she gasped and hurried forward as she whipped out her wand. "'Ow did zis happen? What 'ave gotten you so distracted? Do not think I have not noticed you've been skipping your nightly training. " She chastised with a sharp French tongue, reverting back to her natural dialect when under such stress. He hissed and growled as applied a burning paste to his wrist and had cast a few charms.
So new to this silence her son was floundering in, her inquisitive eyes grew bright with accusation. "My son, is it a girl..?
I haven't heard you mention the young Miss Blake in quite some time... You are still talking to her, my dear, are you not?"
Flustered, he tore his gaze away, shrugged his shoulders, and mumbled incoherently in French before he sighed and slowed down. "No mama, it's not a girl, and yes mama, I'm still talking to Eli," he lied through his teeth and she knew it before he ever had to say a word. She couldn't understand why her rambunctious son was suddenly so secretive... Or why he was lying...
╔═══════════════════╗ Height: 5’7” ☣ Weight: 159lbs ☣ Age: 14Mrs. Montagues Office L1 L2 L3 Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing , Deft Dodger
3 and below lose a life,
16 and above to defend AC: 19
+7 to bludger hits
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:59 am
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬
Fourth Year, 𝔅eater
The little sliver of parchment had arrived at his dormitory in the dead of night, he supposed that’s how she planned it, to let him know, let him dwell, wade in the trenchant while black waters pooled in his mind, stagnant and acidic. She would have him drown in his fears, give him the night to suffer as panic strikes in and the lungs begin to burst. Let him drown in it, just drown. All night, he couldn’t sleep. What did she know? How did she know? And, how much?
He lingered now in the mouth of the entrance to his mother’s office like a ghost who’d finally come home. She wasn’t in there, but, she rarely ever was when he needed her. So he sifted in, quiet as smoke, and waited.
He could feel her eyes hovering like a hawk, circling high overhead and listening to his every heartbeat. Instinctively, he turned to look for her, slowly veering his head left and right, pivoting in place and finding nothing and no one. Until, that is, he could hear the sound of heels clicking resolutely behind him, the soft of rustled fabric. He turned, and his mother stood waiting in her doorway, closed fists on her hips and the door swung to a close softly with the might of her magic barely instigating.
”Mon fils,” her French tongue rolled deceitfully sweet. ”Why ‘ave you not told me?” He blinked, and in that time, she rushed him in and guided him down into a seat. ”Your friends tell me you might be seeing someone?”
”And pray tell,” he grinded his teeth, ”who said that?” Tense, he felt every muscle rippling with force, wanting nothing more than to run.
”Ooh, mon fils, you know ‘ow ‘ard it iz to remember the names of all your frien—Dominic, where are you going?” She demanded with fierce eyes, but he never saw them. He lurched from his seat and ran out the door, only one thought in mind. Who told her?
And how much did they tell her?
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 6:52 am
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I have screamed until my veins collapsed
I've waited as my time's elapsed
Now, all I do is live with so much hate I've wished for this, I've bitched at that
I've left behind this little fact:
You cannot kill what you did not create I've gotta say what I've gotta say
And then I swear I'll go away
But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise.
𝔇mitri 𝕲rigori 𝔎amenev
я никому не уступлю
of house Slytherin ___________ Twelve Years Old
Second Year
☭
[Enter from Sorting Feast, Slytherin Table]
Nimble fingers clicked down on the latch of his pocket watch, unclasping the lid so he could evaluate the ticking hands as they swam on the clocks face. He blinked, scurried down the first floor until he found the hospital tower and climbed to reach the nurses offices. He was practicing going over the lines in his head, those little white lies that he’d been working on since he got on the platform and boarded the Hogwarts Express. Fingers combed through his dark brown hair until his knuckles rasped against the doorway. A soft voice permeated the air when he noticed Madam Montague had been the one to approach him.
”I be feeling not so good.” He explained in his broken English, his Russian accent was still rather thick, even after spending the summer practicing away his accent. The nurse had muttered something in French, or maybe it was Spanish, and beckoned for him to sit at a chair. She waved her wand, but like he predicted, nothing mirrored his fake sickness.
”I be thinking I needing some sleep. Can I just.. go?” He wondered, and after a small lecture, he was given the password to the common room.
[Exit to Common Room] We’re never who we say we are. 1.5m (5ft) and 45kg (98lbs)
I guess I'll save the best for last My future seems like one big past ________
You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 8:18 pm
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spaceEve was glad that Mels was game for this little visit. Not that she wouldn't have made it without her, because she totally would have, but it would be so much better if she could share the actual experience with her best friend rather than having to just tell her about it later. As they walked into the office, her nose wrinkled, and she smirked. "Yeah, we're definitely related," she said. "Aunt Ada told me to tell her if she started giving me problems like she used to give my Mum. She made her scary face when she did it." She snorted at the thought. Ada's scary face was sort of hilarious. Not that the woman wasn't legitimately scary when she wanted to be, but it was just really funny seeing the sweet, sunshiney plant-and-potions lady get all dark vampiress on someone.
spaceThe Gryffindor girl glanced around at all the photos, snorting when Mels referred to the photo of her daddy as a child as 'her baby daddy.' "You know what that means, right? Because in that context it's really creep you just said that," she stated matter-of-factly. She noticed a photo of her dad and her uncle, when they were very young, looking quite stiff, and frowned. She didn't know Uncle Gabriel very well, but she'd never known him to be quite so uptight. He wasn't a relaxed person by any means, but he certainly wasn't as bad as he looked in the photo. Meanwhile her daddy looked about as uncomfortable as was probably physically possible. "Look how miserable they are," she said, nose wrinkling in distaste.
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