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 Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 1:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:20 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 4:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 8:47 am
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  Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Gryffindor Table [Wearing: Uniform] Company: ...
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Feels kind of weird for this to be my second year...to be an upperclassman
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Ronna was the first one to get to the Gryffindor table and she shrugged, figuring punctuality was a good thing. Smiling she took a seat near the middle center of the long table so she had a good view of the sorting, though with her height it was probably not needed. She smiled as she watched all the first years go through the same thing she did.
From her readings she had known she was pretty much a shoe in for Gryffindor with a slight possibility for Hufflepuff because of her loyalty and wanting to do good. She wondered what this year of first years would bring.
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Intellectual Shapeshifter
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 10:08 am
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Well, that was done. Catharine blinked as the hat was taken off and the next was called. She wasn't sure what she was suppose to feel. Happy? Sad? She wasn't sure what she felt at first. She was pleased that the hat hadn't said she didn't belong at the school at all. She was happy to have a place in the school for the next 7 years. Yet...
She had been placed in Gryffindor, while Kas was in Ravenclaw. A simple fit for him, but she wasn't sure about herself. She had heard tale of Gryffindors, brave folk with great deeds, blah, blah, blah. Yet did her willingness to break rules place her there or was it because she was dumber or less intelligent then Kas. Had the Hat truly insulted her? She had a wonderful memory and prided herself on her intelligence. Yet she hadn't even been considered for Ravenclaw. Not a peep of it. Worst was that her friend was in another House.
A House that if her ears didn't lie, David had also gotten into. Which was great for him, given his everlasting fear of being a Slytherin. Yet Catharine couldn't help the small bubbling worrying that was now growing. That they'd forget about her. As she settled in, she ignored everyone at the table. She didn't need to be friendly with a group that according to all she'd read had a Hero complex and so many toe totters that they could do no wrong. She'd had her fill back in Primary of those sort and she didn't need them now.
BLASTED HAT! This whole thing was rubbish. She refused to believe she was lesser than in wit or less loyal or less intelligent. Especially intelligent. But most of all, she hated the hat for separating her from her friends. Who would no doubt come to realize that, like many others had, they might be better off without her. Sinking into these dark thought, she allowed one to bubble up and fill her chilling rage. She hoped, prayed rather, that where ever they rest the hat that evening. That it'd burn. That it would burn to cinders and never be allowed to tear up someone again.
In the meantime, she had a point to prove. David might like to study and Kas maybe smarter than her, but she'd rein top of their class and graduate with so many O's that even the stupid hat would have to admit it made a mistake. No one insulted her intelligence. Especially not a stupid Hat.
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:17 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:23 am
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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Gryffindor Table [Wearing: Uniform] Company: David Clarisse
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Oh yeah there was his relative Leo... hopefully she gets Gryffindor. Hmm... that first year looks upset at the placement.
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Ronna turned at David's address and smiled brightly, "Yeah. Went over all my text books this year and have been practicing my swing. Hopefully we won't get dead last in well... everything again this year."
"Leo it was that I met that was hoping to be a Gryffindor, right?" Ronna said with a smile. "With a name like that she has to be a Gryffindor right. It would just be weird otherwise."
"How was your summer beyond when I saw you in Diagon Alley?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:42 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:53 am
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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Gryffindor Table [Wearing: Uniform] Company: David Clarisse and Jason Thyne
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And a firstie happy about his sorting.
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Ronna glanced over to Jason and placed her chin on her folded hands and said with a smile, "One of the new guys. We have others sorted into our house, you know." She glanced over at the girl who seemed to be sulking about her house placement.
"Anyways," She said her freckled face breaking into a genuine smile, "I am Veronica Kiss or Ronna. I am a second year." She glanced back at David and figured he would answer her at his leisure but it was good to welcome the first years who wanted welcomed.
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 12:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 12:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 2:26 pm
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 Many deep breaths and a few seconds calmed Catharine. The ideal chatted also helped calmed her tempered. This House didn't define or represent all of her. She'd just prove to all that she was just as smart and witty. That she could match anyone. Seriously, the whole thing was barmy and probably a load of rubbish, but it sort out the students. Which she supposed was better than just sticking all the girls on side of the Castle and all the boys on the others. It still upset her that her friends were growing apart from her, but she contented herself with the knowledge that she could make new ones. If my sour face has scared off this lot, she thought rubbing her face with her hand. I know this house is known for it's saints and self-righteous prats, but there has to be a few in this lot who are troublemakers. I mean, the hat placed me here because of it...Though if this whole thing is rubbish than that counts for nothing.She want to whack her head and get her thoughts in a straight line. Yes, she was once again alone. Yes, she felt a touch abandoned. Worst, she knew it had all come down to a Hat. Yes, she should have cared more. Sure she shouldn't hate her house. She was sure there was much to be proud of, but she couldn't personally remember any of them. All she thought of was the people back at school and how they would rejoice. Finally she was what they had always wanted for her, she was on the right track with the right people. She felt like breaking something just to show herself that she wasn't some model student, but sadly the empty plates were made of what seemed to be solid gold. Well, at least the school isn't poor...Pulling her hands away from her face, she rested her elbows on the table and head upon her upturned palms. Sighing, she took in the sight of the Hall from her seat. It seemed Kas and David were chatting with a great many people at the table next door. While the far across the room, she noticed Claire had fallen into Slytherin and a part of her was pleased that she hadn't ended up there. No matter the description of the House she didn't think she could deal with Claire and her sugary falseness. It was just sad that the House had to put up with the nutter. Still it wasn't her problems. She had to handle her own problem with her own House. The House wasn't the problem, but the stupid idea that she wasn't smart enough. That somehow her willingness to break rules for what she wanted made her Gryffindor by default. Never mind her flawless memory and her intelligence, her pride and joys. Still, a simply plan could cure that whole problem. She'd prove, without a shadow of a doubt that her House of brawn's had the great fortune of gaining impeccably and impossible brilliant brains this year. Part of her was keen to start to the school year already, though only to begin the seeming challenge ahead. At the moment however... "Ruddy hell, I'm hungry." she muttered as she glanced up towards the sorting. Partly wondering what other mistakes the Hat was making. [{o.o.C }]
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Intellectual Shapeshifter
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 4:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 4:54 pm
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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"
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Location: Gryffindor Table [Wearing: Uniform] Company: David Clarisse and Jason Thyne and Gwen the Ghost
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And ghosts still... well I'm not used to them, I'm not sure how to put it.
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Ronna looked up when she heard her name called to see the Gryffindor Ghost Gwen Tudor who specifically decided to say hello to her. Being Muggleborn, she still hadn't gotten used to ghosts flying around: it wasn't that they scared her it was just well they were... she wasn't sure she just wasn't used to it yet. She smiled, relieved David greeted the ghost and she could get away with a simple, "Hello Gwen."
The first year seemed distracted by the sorting, and it was understandable, these were his classmates, so she turned her attention back to David. He agreed with her about Leo, of course anyone would have to, and she listened to him as he talked about practicing flying which made her envious because she lived in a Muggle area of Hawkage where flying wouldn't work and then she end up spending half her summer in London where flying was also not an option.
She smiled and said, "I'm envious, there's no place for flying for me, but by buying all my robes and new clothes second hand I was able to scrape enough to get a nice second hand broom. Dad doesn't know but it won't kill him. Actually it should be coming in right before try-outs. I am not doing try-outs or Advance Flying on school brooms. I mean it isn't the best but it is a major improvement."
She frowned and she said, "Actually come to think of it I think Dad would pretty much freak out about the beater thing... I mean a bludger hit isn't exactly easy and didn't someone get a thigh bone broke last year?"
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 5:00 pm
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