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Miles slumped as he sat down, thinking that he really needed to figure out what the heck he was going to do after the feast. He could always play after the feast, but he wasn't sure if anyone would like for the second year to play when everyone was going to be asleep. He glanced down at his violin case, the one thing he could only trust himself to carry up to his dorm. No offense to everyone else, but he really preferred it if he did it himself, since he was sure it would break with someone else handling it. Slumping, he cupped his chin in his hands, looking over the sorting. Was it just last year he'd been sorted? It seemed much longer than that. Oh well, he guessed that meant he was no longer a new student. He did make a face at the fact that there were so many Slytherins this year. They must be enjoying this year. Yawning, he waved at a couple of the first years at the table. "Dea-tráthnóna, mates. How's the school working for you so far? Miles McLellan, second year. Nice to meet you."
Music makes the people come together
Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel.
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Location: Hufflepuff Table
Thinking: So many Slytherins
OOC: Translation: Good evening
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 1:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 4:32 pm
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Back to the street where we began Pickin’ up things we shouldn’t read Feeling as good as lovers can, you know It looks like the end of history as we know Yeah we're feeling so good It’s just the end of the world
ρυʀєвℓσσם╰☆╮ Taken by Rose Hall Prefect 
Wearing | Where: Great Hall~Hufflepuff Table | With: Ada and new firsties | Thinking: It's definitely a weakness OOC:
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❝Nell smiled widely as the girl nervously babbled her name before playing with one of her curly red ringlets. When she leaned in close to her she became intrigued and also leaned in before chuckling at the question her chocolate brown eyes sparkling. "Of course! Everyone feels nervous about something or other after the sorting. Whether it's classes, flying lessons, Quidditch, getting lost, whatever. Between you and me I was practically a nervous wreck my entire first week here." she whispered conspiratorially. "But it gets better, it always does. And if you ever feel you need someone to talk to you can always come to me." the Scot grinned and winked before noticing the girl's attention being taken away by a slightly older boy carrying an instrument case and inwardly giggled. Yup, Nora would do fine here. ❞
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Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good just the way that we do 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon |
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:46 pm
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Adalaide is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Studious at Locationspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing on Chris // lovingspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Nellspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Happyspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'It's nice to see things so normal...' spacespac
'You didn't have to look my way;
Your eyes still haunt me to this day.' ═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide watched a bit as the sorting commenced, smiling a bit when a first year sat by her and introduced herself, rather enthusiastically, Adalaide noted. She wished she could have been that friendly as a first year... well, she supposed she'd been friendly enough. Just shy. Cripplingly shy. Noting that Nell had moved onto her prefect duties and was talking to some of the other first years, Ada turned to the girl, offering a brilliant smile. She'd talk to Nell about her Summer later... a pleasant memory popped into her head, and she silenced it for now. She knew Nell would ask about her mysterious guy... Ada didn't know if she had much to share, but what she had was pretty great. That thought spurned her confidence and greatly improved her mood. "That's perfectly fine, it's not saved. I'm Adalaide Blythe, a fifth year. It's really nice to meet you, what's your name?" Ada thought that this was, perhaps, the first time in the history of ever that she'd been able to get her name out to a new person without stuttering. A truly remarkable thing, although of course the first year wouldn't know. She smiled, wondering if perhaps her year would come as a surprise to the younger girl. Ada herself could scarcely believe she was a fifth year sometimes. Particularly when standing next to all the other fifth years. She was... tiny. And for once, that thought didn't bother her. She didn't feel like a midget. She felt like... like a fairy. Dainty and pretty. It was definitely new to her. And she knew just who to blame...
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'But you did... yes, you did.'
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 7:47 pm
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Mama told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And if they give you trouble
Then they can walk on by My feet, feet can't touch the ground
And I can't hear a sound
But you just keep on running up your mouth yeah
Walk, walk on over there
'Cause I'm too fly to care, oh yeah
Jessamine Cathlin Walsh ~ Halfblood Hufflepuff ~ First Year ~ Twin ~ {feeling: let down} {thinking: so much for being a mighty lion...} {with: Hufflepuffs} {at: Hufflepuff Table}
Jessamine Walsh certainly knew how to make an entrance. Skipping over to the table like being seperated from both Toby and Gypsy didn't bother her ( it did), she sat down with a confidence most older students didn't even have. "Hello everyone! I'm Jess Walsh! Wanna be friends?" she called out to no one in particular, her brown eyes flicking over the entire table. She spotted her brother's face and beamed. "Uri! Big bro! How's it going?!" she teased, as if it'd been a while since they'd seen each other. He groaned and ducked his head, pretending not to know her. "No one loves me," she sighed dramatically.
It doesn't matter if I fall from the sky.
Your words don't mean a thing
I'm not listening
Keep talking, all I know is
Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And they can't detain you
'Cause wings are made to fly
And we don't let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say – it won't hurt me
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 8:21 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 8:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 10:44 pm
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Well I woke up to the sound of silence And cries were cutting like knives in a fist fight And I found you with a bottle of wine Your head in the curtains And heart like the Fourth of July
 
Unwanted Origins ►Taken by Bradley♥ ►♪ Musical Magician♫ ►Hufflepuff ☠ Beater ►Lionel
╔ ╗ Tobi had mostly enjoyed the train ride and subsequent carriage ride mostly because he had been with Bradley both times and who never enjoyed spending time with their boyfriend? Especially after a particularly loud and vicious rant and thrashing at the hand of hi Mum and siblings. None had gone to the circus or ball but had either read or heard about the events and became worried for his and the other's safety. When they learned that instead of running like the others that he had actually stayed and fought it was like he had robbed Gringots and stabbed the Minister. Honestly! It's not like he had gotten hurt! A few bangs and bruises and maybe a burn here or there but he was fine! Still, he had been restricted to his room with no hope of parole, flying, or communication with the outside world. It had been complete and utter torture being kept in the house like that! He almost began to think he would have gone mad had he not found the piano or began practicing on his guitar. But now it's over and he's back at school for another year along with his friends safe and sound. The only weird thing that happened was him seeing these odd and disturbing creatures pulling the carriages that he hadn't seen last year. He asked an older year what they were but was told that he was barmy and that there wasn't anything there. Weird.
Anyway, he was separated from his friend's once more and bored beyond recognition when a folded piece of paper fluttered down onto his head. Tobi carefully plucked it off and unfolded it to read before grinning and chuckling. His Raven had certainly picked up on his tricks that was for sure. Pulling a pencil from his pocket he wrote a short reply back and folded it back up, this time to the shape of a paper airplane and magically zoomed it towards the Ravenclaw table.
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If you're lost and alone Or you're sinking like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound Of your feet upon the ground Carry on
Carry on, carry on |
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 7:19 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 7:41 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 9:46 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 10:03 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 10:47 am
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Back to the street where we began Pickin’ up things we shouldn’t read Feeling as good as lovers can, you know It looks like the end of history as we know Yeah we're feeling so good It’s just the end of the world
ρυʀєвℓσσם╰☆╮ Taken by Rose HallPrefect
Wearing | Where: Great Hall~Hufflepuff Table | With: Ada, Rose, Claire, and firsties | Thinking: I hope she likes it... OOC:
`•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´❝Nell had just turned back to Rose when her sister came into the Great Hall and took a seat near them at the table. Her smile split across her face and she clapped happily as Claire came into sight since she could finally give the girl her present. The moment she had heard the young girl had loved animals just as much as she did she knew exactly who she could give this to. "Claire! Great, I meant to give this to you before we got on the carriages but you had already gotten in one with a friend of yours." she babbled for a second before grinning sheepishly. The older girl dug into her bag pulling out a medium sized box where soft rustling could be heard from inside. "My hamster Harriet had babies this summer and I was able to sell or give away most of them but I also kept one. I figured you'd maybe like to have him. He hasn't gotten a name yet because I thought you might like to name him yourself." Nell blushed a bit as she opened the box and pulled out a small still sleeping baby hamster. ❞ `•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.•´
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good just the way that we do 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon |
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 2:29 pm
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