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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 2:32 am
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ＧＵＩＤＥ ＭＥ ↻ ｙｅａｈ ↘ ＴＡＫＥ ＭＥ ＴＯＧＥＴＨＥＲ ＷＩＴＨ ＹＯＵ ＴＯ ＴＨＥ
ＰＬＡＣＥ ＷＨＥＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＬＩＶＥ ♡Ｈ ＥＶＥＮ ＩＦ ＴＨＥ ＷＯＲＬＤ ＥＮＤＳ ↩
ｉ’ｌｌ ｆｏｌｌｏｗ ↯ ｆｒｏｍ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｙｏｕ ｓｏ ｐ ━ ＰＬＥＡＳＥ ＤＯＮ’Ｔ ＧＯ !.
ᴇνᴇɴ wнᴇɴ ᴛнᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴιɴɢ cᴏᴍᴇs ⋮ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ
❀ ᴛнιs ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛнᴀᴛ ι'ᴍ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍιɴɢ ⋮ ʏᴏu'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴀuᴛιғuʟ ʙuᴛᴛᴇʀғʟʏ ❀
His lips were already formed into a wide grin as she recited the next line, knowing she’d recite it correctly. Though her next… heh, accusation made him shrug, his smile already giving it away. ”Maybe, maybe not. I might have read it once, twice, thrice, or maybe more,” he answered as he furrowed his brows lightly, a playful smile dancing on his lips. ”And maaaaaybe tried acting it. Maybe,” his tone was unsure, playful, but really though, it’s the truth. Even asked the folks in his household about it.
As they danced, he kept his pace slow, not wanting to make it hard for Lyre. ”Try not focusing for a moment. And let the music and your feet do their thing. That’s what I’m doing, and so far, no problems,” he beamed, honesty in his voice. Xavier took occasional glances at their feet, then to Lyre’s lips, then back to their feet, then to Lyre’s eyes. But he couldn’t help but flush when she agreed to his rules. He definitely swore that his heart is trying to break out of his ribcage with how strong and fast is continued to throb. And their lips touched again, his face felt hot and his body felt like it was getting a mild shock. Then, not so long after, he felt her lips slip again, almost immediately, and his eyes snapped open, enough time for him to see his date falling backwards.
His eyes went wide as his body shot forward to catch her. His left hand caught her right wrist and his right hand managed to grab her waist. Oooh. Now they looked like they were just dancing samba… or something. The chaser pulled her up, hugging her tightly. ”Are you okay? Did you get hurt?” Fear and worry crept in his voice as the couple stopped in the middle of the dancefloor. ”Do you want to rest for a while?”
Mood ⋮ Worried xxxx❇xxxxLocation ⋮ Cupid Ballxxxx❇xxxxCompany ⋮ Random people… Lyrexxxx❇xxxxCurrently Reading ⋮ too nervous to read ❛ooc❜ Gift for Lyre Derpppp |
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 9:42 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 10:17 am
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██████████████ m y j o u r n a l m y p e n h a v e y o u s e e n t h e m ? ██████████████
✖ t h e v a l e n t i n e b a l l
b y m y s e l f ✖
✖ m a n y t h i n g s
l u l z ✖
✖ s i n g l e
✖ o o c : new formaaaaaaat!
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Oh, God.
Ooooh, God.
"Fu-- Ava!" Ava protested, tugging helplessly on the hand in his, ultimately failing to bring about any sort of slowing down or change as his namesake charged through the crowd of dancers, thankfully weaving around them alright so no one managed to, say, fall over or cause a domino effect on the bodies around them.
Finally reaching their inviter, the boy grinned, joining in on the hug and cuddling the girl tightly before letting go. "Brissy, darling!" he exclaimed happily, dark eyes shining in amusement. He didn't really have time to say anything else before Ava had grabbed his hands and was forcibly twirling them both in circles-- and then stumbling on him. "Honestly, Ava," he rolled his eyes before smirking in exasperation. "How much did you drink before we came here? You better be sober, young woman-- we have to behave tonight," the blonde huffed, though the reprimand eventually gave way into a smile.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 11:06 am
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We live in cities you'll never see on screen
Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things
Living in ruins of a palace within my dreams
And you know, we're on each other's team.
Bristian looked up when a set of arms wrapped around her, soon followed by another pair. The Ava's. She should have guessed, but she was surprised a bit anyway. "Hey there older squirt! And darling Avabird!" She grinned at them, using both of their greetings. Bris smiled as her sister and her friend spun in a few circles before Avalon fell against Ava, "You aren't drunk, are you? I don't really think this is the best place to be intoxicated, Ava," Bristian looked toward the older Catlin. Drinking wasn't appropriate for school, obviously, but she knew neither of them had ever been to Hogwarts before...Maybe they wanted something to calm their nerves? If they were drunk, of course.
Call all the ladies out.
They’re in their finery.
A hundred jewels on throats.
A hundred jewels between teeth.
Now bring my boys in.
Their skin in craters like the moon.
The moon we love like a brother, while he glows through the room.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 1:01 pm
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ღI've been awake for a while nowღYou've got me feelin' like a child nowღ
ღ'Cause every time I see your bubbly faceღI get the tingles in a silly placeღ
ღThe rain is falling on my window paneღBut we are hiding in a safer placeღ
ღUnder covers staying safe and warmღYou give me feelings that I adoreღ
Lyre giggled when Xavier confessed to having read the play several times over. "Don't worry. I've read it a dozen times at least by now. Not to mention I have been to several plays!" She grinned, despite trying her best to focus on her feet. As she concentrated on her movements, Xavier spoke up, telling her to stop focusing. "But if I don't focus, then I'm going to trip! You aren't clumsy, either! You're coordinated!"
When she fell, Xavier was right there to catch her. Her eyes looked up into his, the girl clinging to his arms. As he pulled her into a hug, she easily returned the gesture, happy to have someone as caring as her darling boyfriend. "I'm fine, Xavi. I've tripped dozens of times, though most had disastrous endings. We can rest if you want, but that's not conducive to learning to dance, now is it?" Lyre gave a smile, then pressed her lips lightly to the taller teen's. When she pulled back a bit, an intellectual grin quirked her lips.
ღAnd it starts in my toesღMakes me crinkle my noseღWherever it goesღI always knowღ
ღThat you make me smileღPlease stay for a whileღNow just take your timeღWherever you goღ
ღDada dumdudum dumdadadadadumღOhbodododododododum mmm mmmღ
ღI always knowღ'Cause you make me smileღEven just for a whileღ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 1:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 7:13 pm
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
House: Ravenclaw
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 12
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Second Year
Wearing: Formal Wear (and bringing a book or two).
Is my dislike of quidditch that obvious? I'm sure there are other people who don't attend any of the games too...
"Oh, I forgot there is a music club," David said with a bit of a smile. "Too bad I never bothered learning an instrument. Anyways, I have my hands full with a side project of sorts..." He said thinking about the first year who had asked him to tutor her. He still wasn't sure if that was going to be a spectacular disaster or not.
"Anyways, give my compliments to your stylist," David joked, knowing full well Leonette had just admitted to picking the outfit herself. "You're lucky you are a Gryffindor, it would be a shame if you felt conflicted about wearing a color that compliments you so nicely."
He then realized that she had complimented him and he brushed it off with a shrug, he wasn't the sort who wanted to be given attention for that sort of thing, "Leo, it's a tuxedo. Seriously, guys can have it really easy if they want to dress up-just get a traditional suit or tuxedo and you are done. Mum or Dad makes sure I have a new one every year for Dad's annual business party since I was like four. It's not something to make any big deal about-it might as well be jeans and a t-shirt-jeans and a t-shirt picked out by my Mum no less."
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 7:17 pm
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██████████████ m y j o u r n a l m y p e n h a v e y o u s e e n t h e m ? ██████████████
✖ t h e v a l e n t i n e b a l l
b y m y s e l f ✖
✖ m a n y t h i n g s
l u l z ✖
✖ s i n g l e
✖ o o c : new formaaaaaaat!
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Two shots.
Okay.
"Two shots is good-- I know your liquor-cap is inhuman and brutish," the blonde nodded, the small frown, breaking into another good-natured eyeroll at the kiss on his cheek. Stubborn thing, he thought, as he pecked her cheek back in return. "That's fine." Smiling fondly at the younger girl he's come to adopt and think of as another sister, Ava went to pull the smaller girl into a hug again.
Pulling a scandalized expression at the other Ava's question-- and essentially plan-- for the rest of the night, Ava held in a bright flush at the statement. He still hadn't told- oh God. "It's not you, dearest-- you simply don't have the right equipment," Ava blushed, cuddling the littler Catlin as he spoke. It was pretty normal for him, the teddy-bear syndrome. Granted, it might not have been the best place or time to come out, but it was definitely a good thing to get it off his chest.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 8:38 pm
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We live in cities you'll never see on screen
Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things
Living in ruins of a palace within my dreams
And you know, we're on each other's team.
Bristian shook her head at her older sister. "Don't be such a party pooper..." How many times has she heard that before? "Oh, but dearest sister of mine, that's what they call. Bristian the Party Pooper. It's a unique name I think. I like it quite a bit. What do you think, Avabird?" Bris glanced at the blonde male who was clinging to her side. "Cute guys...?" She cocked her head to the side, the Ravenclaw hadn't really found herself looking at the males of Hogwarts. Or the females for that matter. Should she be? Bristian cleared her throat and shrugged, "I think that Gryffindor boy you were talking to during the summer is here somewhere. But I dunno," The younger Catlin shrugged.
She listened to her sister and her sister's best friend bantering, which was normal, until she heard something that she hadn't been expecting. Had she heard right? Avalon had perfectly fine equipment as far as she knew. But he hadn't said anything was broken, it was the type. Bristian blinked once, twice, thrice before looking up at her Avabird. "Did you just...?" Bris broke out her most genuine smile. If he was gay and he had just come out, then he had to be happy now, right? Like on the internet, people say once they confess something, it made them feel better. And that was something big for some people to confess. Bristian cuddled into her adopted (sort of) brother even more.
Call all the ladies out.
They’re in their finery.
A hundred jewels on throats.
A hundred jewels between teeth.
Now bring my boys in.
Their skin in craters like the moon.
The moon we love like a brother, while he glows through the room.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 8:45 pm
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David Sinclair League
[Ravenclaw]
House: Ravenclaw
Wand: Supple and Smooth//11 3/4 inches//Hawthorne//Fairy Hair
Current Age: 12
Blood: The son of a squib and witch from pureblood families
Year at Hogwarts: Second Year
Wearing: Formal Wear (and bringing a book or two).
I wouldn't consider my personal studying a side project. David listened as Leo talked and explained that all music club members had to do was like music-it seemed kind of a broad acceptance, then, considering he had never met someone who didn't like some kind of music. Maybe he'd consider joining next year. And, then Leo, made fun of his mention about a side project and asked if it was studying before laughing at his joke about her stylist. She asked about whether he actually thought the color was complimenting and he was about to answer when Leo suddenly said, "You know you're lucky to have a mum."
What did that mean? He didn't exactly know her family situation and wondered if somewhere along the way he had offended her by mentioning his own parents. And, then he remembered the Fall Festival and seeing his mother covered in blood, missing a leg, the months of rehabilitation to easily use a prosthetic leg without notice she had gone through, the fact if there hadn't been a mediwizard there to treat her in time if someone else hadn't gotten her to the barn in time he wouldn't have had her.
He stopped midstep in the dance, no longer moving, and he said nothing for a moment before he said quietly, "I know I am... I almost lost her partially because of Claire at last year's Fall Festival... and Mum blames herself for failing to keep Claire from injury when..." He trailed off, as he noticed his hands shaking slightly.
"Sorry... I mean it shouldn't bother me that much... some good came out of it all. Dad and her don't argue over petty things and we got to stay in London for the holidays for once," David said, composing himself. "Yeah, I am lucky, but despite her faults, I think I'm even luckier having her-she's pretty brave and selfless for a former Slytherin if you think about it." He felt like an idiot just standing there awkwardly, but what was there to say? He had panicked when Leo had said her last statement and end up bringing up what had been a horrific blood-fest for a lot of people the year before. And he didn't know why Leo had said what she had said in the first place. Did he just make things worse by agreeing about his mum? He prayed Leo would say something quick because he felt like he just dug himself a grave and had no clue how to get out of it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 8:52 pm
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We’re losing light, losing light, yeah
We’re fading fast
We had a fire, need a spark, or we’ll never last
Just look at me, look at me, I’ve been burning for you
So long, so long I’m losing love, losing you, losing everything
Losing faith in the world where I wanna be
So I don’t care if the one thing that’s killing me
Is so wrong, so wrong
 
Rowan tousled his hair a little bit before he went down to the ball. He was hoping to surprise Corabell a little bit when he arrived. His Aunt had gotten him a new dark blue suit and some black shoes. He wasn't sure it suited him but the purple haired Gryffindor was sure it would surprise his girlfriend. And afer what had happened that summer, he was looking for all the ways he could to make it up to her.
Entering the ball, Rowan swept his eyes across the room looking for her. And soon saw the girl swirling across the floor with her brother. At first her brother had intimidated him, but after this summer, Rowan was sure nothing would have made him happier than to have her smiling. And she certainly was smiling. He had a bouquet of roses behind his back and a small box in his vest pocket. Waiting by the wall for the dance to end. Then he could only hope he would surprise her.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 9:00 pm
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