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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 8:00 pm
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As sly as a fox, as strong as an ox,
As fast as a hare, as brave as a bear!
As free as a bird, as neat as a word,
As quiet as a mouse, as big as a house!
All I wanna be is everything...
As mean as a wolf, as sharp as a tooth,
As deep as a bite, as dark as the night!
As sweet as a song, as right as a wrong,
As long as a road, as ugly as a toad!
 V I O L A N T E
F A Y E
L I L L A N T I N E
Slytherin │ Second Year │ Pureblood │ Adopted
Vio sat down at the Slytherin Table almost eagerly, suspecting the reason for her eagerness had something to do with this being her first year not as someone being sorted, but as a spectator. She propped up her chin on her hand and prepared to privately judge each and every one of the incoming firsties. Thus far, she was not impressed. There had better be some tense hat stalls and obviously annoyed about their placement sortees, or she'd be bored.
As pretty as a picture hanging from a fixture...
Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be!
Bright as day, as light as play-
As hard as nails, as grand as a whale!
All I wanna be is everything...
As warm as the sun, as silly as fun,
As cool as a tree, as scary as the sea!
As hot as fire, cold as ice...
Sweet as sugar and everything nice.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 8:14 pm
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I could buy myself a reason,
I could sell myself a job,
I could hang myself on treason,
All the folks I know are gone
Second year ║ Slytherin ║ Pureblood ║ Chaser
Devonte weaved his way through the growing crowd, finding his way to the Slytherin table, easily distinguishable because of all the emerald and black colors. Violante had already made it there, which wasn't much of a surprise. She was faster than he thought, and they had in fact got separated during the walk to the Great Hall. Lots and lots of people. He took a seat next to her and looked towards the first years being sorted. "Anything interesting happen so far?"
OOC:
So I ate the wedding cake,
Until the whole damn thing was gone,
And I'm gonna drown the ocean,
Now ain't none of that so wrong?
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 8:16 pm
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sσмє тнιиɢs scяαтcн тнє sυяғαcє ωнιℓє σтнєяs sтяιкє αт чσυя sσυℓ
Camila hadn't much enjoyed her prefect meeting, nor the fact that she hadn't found Morven at all on the train ride, or the platform, or the carriage ride either. She had hoped to find her redheaded friend already at the table, but no such luck. Camila would've waited longer at the station, but had instead opted to shirk as much of her duties as possible (just for this first night.) She was too excited to be a leader; she couldn't wait for the descent down into the dungeons, to finally pounce on one of the deep cushioned, leather green couches, enchant the fireplace and charm as many things as she could think of just to get it off her chest from holding it in nearly all summer long. Sighing dramatically, she flipped her hair over her shoulder and marched down to her house table. Idly, she began to wonder where Gunilda had gone, she hardly noticed the girl anymore. She always had a penchant for blending into the background, didn't she? Regardless, she found herself a seat, darted her vision around at the cluster of younger students and instead of introducing herself as prefect, she let the badge pinned to her chest do all the talking for her.
[Translations://xXxXx]
╔════════════════════╗☆═━┈ Fifth Year, Prefect and Vice Captain┈━═☆Slytherin Try-Outs
Dressed in: Slytherin Uniform15 yrs ☪ 5' 4" ☪ 126lbs╚════════════════════╝
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 10:27 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ Sıиgłe ✖ Looking Modest at the Slytherin Table with - - - xxxғeelιngxxx Calm xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ Well, that was certainly an interesting experience. ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Aиđ тħe g ı я ł тħαт ¢ħαšeđ тħe я α в в ı т , ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxxxxxxxx
đяαиκ тħe ω ı и e, αиđ тøøκ тħe ρ ı ł ł ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxxxxx
Hαš ł ø ¢ κ e đ ħeяšełf ıи ł ı м в ø ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxx
тø šee ħøω ıт т я υ ł ч f e e ł š ◊ ◊ ◊xxx
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spaceLorelei still couldn't quite believe that she'd been sorted into the same house as her older brother; all she could figure was that perhaps they had more in common than she'd previously thought. Whatever the case, Slytherin was apparently where she would be spending her time while attending Hogwarts, so she reasoned that she should try to learn as much about it as she could. Perhaps she would write a letter to Leslie and inquire about it. He shouldn't have any reason not to answer, she reasoned. He hadn't seemed adverse to having a younger sister when they'd interacted before, only to the circumstances of her birth, which she understood. She wasn't exactly happy about it herself, after all. She would have to remember not to refer to him by his full first name, though, since he apparently hated it. Sometimes she wondered what exactly had possessed their father to name him Leslie, of all things. And what had possessed her own mother to name her Lorelei, continuing on the weird tradition of Lovell's with L names. At least her last name wasn't actually Lovell, and never had been. She'd had her mother's maiden name at birth, since her father hadn't wanted anyone to know about her being his daughter and the result of an affair. Then Emerson had adopted her, and she'd taken his name.
spaceThe newly-sorted Slytherin took a seat at the appropriate table, eyes scanning up and down. These would be her housemates for her time at school, so she supposed she should get familiar with their faces. There wasn't much conversation going on as of yet; she figured they were all paying attention to the sorting. Or, most of them, anyway. Lori turned to watch it as well; she felt as though Slytherin had not gotten as many students as the other houses. Was this normal? She didn't think the table looked any less crowded than the others, so many this was just a slow year for Slytherins. She wondered why that was, but didn't figure anyone would know any better than she did.
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xxx◊ ◊ ◊ Tø š т α и đ ø υ т š ı đ e чøυя ν ı я т υ e
xxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ Nø øиe ¢αи e ν e я ħ υ я т ч ø υ
xxxxxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ O я š ø т ħ e ч š α ч . . .
 (( OOC: )) Open for interaction <3
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 6:58 am
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As sly as a fox, as strong as an ox,
As fast as a hare, as brave as a bear!
As free as a bird, as neat as a word,
As quiet as a mouse, as big as a house!
All I wanna be is everything...
As mean as a wolf, as sharp as a tooth,
As deep as a bite, as dark as the night!
As sweet as a song, as right as a wrong,
As long as a road, as ugly as a toad!
V I O L A N T E
F A Y E
L I L L A N T I N E
Slytherin │ Second Year │ Pureblood │ Adopted
Vio shrugged as Devonte joined her, with the slightest movement of her shoulders. "Not many new Slytherins this year. Or Gryffindors, for that matter. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are doing well for themselves." She was a bit disappointed by the overall lack of serpents. Slytherin was exciting, after all. The other houses seemed so dull in comparison.
As pretty as a picture hanging from a fixture...
Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be!
Bright as day, as light as play-
As hard as nails, as grand as a whale!
All I wanna be is everything...
As warm as the sun, as silly as fun,
As cool as a tree, as scary as the sea!
As hot as fire, cold as ice...
Sweet as sugar and everything nice.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 9:27 am
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I could buy myself a reason,
I could sell myself a job,
I could hang myself on treason,
All the folks I know are gone
Second year ║ Slytherin ║ Pureblood ║ Chaser
Devonte rested his chin in his hand, propping his elbow up onto the table. "Hm. That's a shame. Can't say it's a surprise, though." He figured that the other houses tended to get a lot more new first years than Slytherin did, for whatever reason. There was always next year, though. So far, he had only seen one new Slytherin at the table.
OOC:
So I ate the wedding cake,
Until the whole damn thing was gone,
And I'm gonna drown the ocean,
Now ain't none of that so wrong?
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 10:03 am
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 10:56 am
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xWendy Madeline Chaistyxxxxx
xxxx<4th Year>
Time: Fall of 2029
Location: Hogsmeade Station/Slytherin Table
Dressed: In Slytherin Classiness
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx Wendy raised a brow at Mira while they were in the carriage and as she got out of the carriage, said to Mira, "Be nice to him? Why? I see no reason Mr. Lillantine needs special treatment. Besides, if you were merely nice to him because of me," Wendy paused glancing at her friend, "I'm sure he'd see it as an insult. I would hate for his little pride to get shattered."
Wendy smiled ever so slightly before folding her hands behind her back as they reached the Slytherin table and added, "And, I've known for a while. Longer than he did. I knew since last year. Mr. and Mrs. Avery sent me a letter informing me of it. I din't tell Mr. Lillantine either, so don't take it too badly I didn't tell you, Mira."
She sat down and looked to the sorting for a moment and sighed, "Ah, well it is apparently the year of the book smart... I suppose fights will happen in the library in a few years over extra readings and what not..." She waved a hand, "Anyways, what about you Mira? I'm sure your summer was more exciting than mine. How has it been with you and... Timothy, right? I suppose the least I can do is pay attention to who you chose to date, since we are friends."
She raised a brow and looked over to the Ravenclaw table where the mute was apparently having a conversation by the looks of it-his hands were moving at least as if he was-and she looked back to Mira, "Or maybe I shouldn't... I mean..." She gave a small smile, "After all it is my duty to make sure no one 'embarrasses' the family. We will be family soon enough."
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 7:56 am
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When I was young and unbroken,
I tried so hard to get under everyone's skin.
And so it begins; I braced myself-
Embraced myself, misplaced myself-
And all with a sh*t eating grin!
And the p***k of a pin!
It's a killer life, now on with the show!
M O R V E N
G R A I N N E
V A S S
SLYTHERIN │ FIFTH YEAR │ BLOOD TRAITOR
Morven had taken her sweet time getting a carriage, and actually making her way into the Great Hall to take her seat at the Slytherin Table beside Camila. After all, it wasn't like she was a prefect. She didn't have any good example to be setting. She couldn't figure out if she was bitter about not being chosen or not. She certainly wasn't surprised. Her reputation preceded her. Then again, there were probably worse things to be known for than being a piece of work. Still, no having to get the password to the prefects bathroom from Camila would have been nice. She knew she should be grateful she was getting it at all, but 'grateful' was never something Morven had excelled at being. After all, she could still be horrid to Newlyn, and Newlyn had risked everything for her, probably still was. Having a... a freak in the family was still a pretty bad stigma. People pretended it wasn't, that they were so accepting and tolerant just because they weren't going around with torches and pitchforks screaming 'kill the beast', but it was. Her job opportunities when she graduated... Morven knew she was still going to try, but she was worried. Her sisters were worried. Probably that she'd end up living in one of their attics as some creepy spinster aunt. She might exactly enjoy that, once she got used to it. She could terrorize their bratty kids one day. She shoved thoughts of graduation and jobs and people seeing her name on a list of monsters out of her head and turned to Camila. "How's the power trip going?" she genuinely joked, a rare event for her when it didn't come with biting sarcasm. "And this sorting's a drag." She wrinkled her nose. "What have we got, two new first years so far?"
I built this house with walls of flesh-
And broken bones and skins!
And I must confess that I'm a sweet mess...
I change my guard with no regard;
And I'm not unscarred so far.
But I'm a success of bitter sweetness! |
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 9:21 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 3:48 pm
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sσмє тнιиɢs scяαтcн тнє sυяғαcє ωнιℓє σтнєяs sтяιкє αт чσυя sσυℓ
A clear coat of polish shined on her nails' as she twisted the curls of her hair between two fingers', a wondering eye haphazardly eavesdropped on the individual students nearest to her, like the mindless chatter of the second years, and the gossipy poison from the fourth years, and the loop-the-loop paper planes floating up and down the table, which she rather enjoyed. So if Thane gets in trouble for that, it won't be from her, anyway. Camila donned a bright smile as she readjusted herself to face her friend directly once Morven had joined her. ”It's going,” she declared smugly, though she's hardly had a chance to really use her power. Although, it was nice to not have to shove way against the horde of students to get off the train station anymore. With the badge, they practically jump out of the way themselves. ”Ughh, I know,” she groaned miserably, offered a finicky glare in the direction of the sorting hat before looking back to confirm her friend's suspicions. ”Barely,” Camila rolled her eyes. ”Seems like it's getting worse and worse. You're lucky I haven't dragged you into quidditch yet. The team's pathetically small, dunno what I'm going to do when Yaxley graduates, I'll have to pick a vice captain and everything, and I dunno who the hell I would choose...” She paused and blinked, had to rewind herself backwards through the day and try and remember if she'd ever even told Mori about her promotion. ”Oh yeah, did I tell you? I'm vice-captain now...” She mustered as humble a smile as she could. She didn't want to feel like she was rubbing it all in her friend's face, hell, a part of her was jealous of her friend, for not being prefect, for not having responsibility, and being able to sleep in late and having a boy chase after her everywhere she goes. ”I do miss the idea of sleeping in late on weekends though, bloody prefect duties.” Heaving a long sigh, she swiveled her fingers around the stem of her goblet, there was just too much boredom radiating in this one room to even think straight. ”So, think you'll survive the OWL's? I know I'm going to fail astronomy, probably transfigurations too. Least I won't need those to be a magizoologist, right?”
[Translations://xXxXx]
╔════════════════════╗☆═━┈ Fifth Year, Prefect and Vice Captain┈━═☆Slytherin Try-Outs
Dressed in: Slytherin Uniform15 yrs ☪ 5' 4" ☪ 126lbs╚════════════════════╝
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 7:09 am
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If I could have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track?
Stop to warm at Karma's burning
Or look ahead, but keep on turning?
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Who am I with? Violante, Devonte
What am I doing? Being bored
What am I thinking? Good, the squib isn't sitting here right now.
What am I wearing? Second Year Uniform▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
Hamilton sat quietly down as he looked around the hall. So far, nothing he could see was out of place. Although, he wanted to laugh at the sight of the squib over at the Ravenclaw table. As long as he didn't have to look at it, he was perfectly content on not bothering the abomination. Though, he had to wonder at what his father's reaction could be. He had kept quiet, not wanting to disrupt the equilibrium of the household simply because at home, there was nothing to worry about. It was at school that he had to pay attention to what was going on.
He looked over to Devonte, who was talking to Violante about the Sorting. He didn't know much about them, but it was a disappointment that there were so few Slytherins. Maybe the other students weren't as pure as a good majority of the house. That made some sense, and while he could be disappointed about the turn of events, he couldn't say it was a total loss. "So there's not that many Slytherins this year? Hrm, well, I can't say it's a total loss. Too many of the sort that shouldn't belong in the house as it is." His gaze slid over to the squib and a slight sneer curled his lip. Despite his opinions on it, it was still a pureblood, despite its failings. He just didn't want to see it considering what he knew.
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OOC:
Do I have the strength
To know how I'll go?
Can I find it inside
To deal with what I shouldn't know?
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 3:35 pm
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xWendy Madeline Chaistyxxxxx
xxxx<4th Year>
Time: Fall of 2029
Location: Slytherin Table
Dressed: In Slytherin Classiness
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx "That's not what I meant," Wendy answered Mira. "I am merely saying there is no reason to go out of your way to be nice to him. I don't. And, I won't. Not when I don't have to, at least." She added with a small shrug and listened as her friend talked about her summer and how Timothy was quite the 'gentleman', despite being a man of few words.
"Perhaps, because he's a man of no words is precisely why he is such a gentleman," Wendy answered, with a raised brow and then waved her hand, "It sounds quite stifling and boring to me, but I suppose if it makes you happy that's good enough; however..."
Wendy sighed and shook her head at her friend, "...being future family of sorts... I..." She paused frowning, "You are the Slytherin and yet you act more naive about things than your elder sister. I understand not wanting to hide whatever it is, but I do ask you not to flaunt it. It would put me, among others, in a bit of an unfavorable situation. It would be a shame after I won all those points from the Lillantines to come to the Averys to offer the contract with their heir."
She gave a small smile to Mira and said, "And, of course, I'm a Slytherin through and through, I really do hate not to be ahead. Now," She said changing the subject, "to lighter matters, what are your plans for this year? I assume you still are going for quidditch, correct?"
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 4:43 pm
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As sly as a fox, as strong as an ox,
As fast as a hare, as brave as a bear!
As free as a bird, as neat as a word,
As quiet as a mouse, as big as a house!
All I wanna be is everything...
As mean as a wolf, as sharp as a tooth,
As deep as a bite, as dark as the night!
As sweet as a song, as right as a wrong,
As long as a road, as ugly as a toad!
V I O L A N T E
F A Y E
L I L L A N T I N E
Slytherin │ Second Year │ Pureblood │ Adopted
Vio didn't like Hamilton. Granted, she'd only known the boy about a year, but she thought he was obnoxious, and that he didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. He was wrecking how own chances of having any friends in other houses, she'd always thought, because he was so quick to dismiss the other houses. Vio was not interested in befriending every Hufflepuff to walk the earth, but she thought it was important to have a wide range of acquaintances and friends by the time she graduated. It could help her out of some tight spots in the future. Part of it also might have been that when Hamilton sneered, she was a little reminded of Vander, and seeing as he was currently probably glaring in her direction from wherever he was... At least he had no real friends, so her cousin had no one to be spitefully informing that she was some 'snot nosed blood traitor'.
She kept a closed expression when the other boy spoke up, though, and she tried to see where he was looking. At an older student? Maybe. She thought it took some nerve, or stupidity, whatever you wanted to call it, to be staring down an older Slytherin like that. They were only second years, after all. She mentally chafed at the thought that she probably was not 'the sort' that Hamilton thought belonged in the house, but he was wrong, she reminded herself. Her parents were both Slytherins. She was a Slytherin. She deserved her place as much as anyone else. She was even a pureblood, for crying out loud. "I hope it doesn't affect our standing at the end of the year," was all she commented. "I'd hate to see us lose the House Cup because of it."
As pretty as a picture hanging from a fixture...
Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be!
Bright as day, as light as play-
As hard as nails, as grand as a whale!
All I wanna be is everything...
As warm as the sun, as silly as fun,
As cool as a tree, as scary as the sea!
As hot as fire, cold as ice...
Sweet as sugar and everything nice.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 6:24 pm
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I could buy myself a reason,
I could sell myself a job,
I could hang myself on treason,
All the folks I know are gone
Second year ║ Slytherin ║ Pureblood ║ Chaser
Devonte looked to his side as he saw Hamilton joining them, smiling lightly. It was about time. Had he disappeared to harass some first year muggleborns the whole ride up here? Honestly, it wouldn't be surprising. He just kinda wished he had been invited. He nodded once he brought up the fact that maybe it was a good thing not many had been sorted into Slytherin, since quite a few definitely belonged in other houses. But of course, they at least to have had a little bit of Slytherin blood in them, no matter how much of an annoying t**t they were. He could think of a few that would do better in other houses. "You have a point there, Hammy." He followed his house mate's gaze to another table; the Ravenclaw table. He wondered who he was looking at, but whoever it was, Hamilton definitely did not like him.
He then turned his attention to Violante as she commented on the House Cup. He honestly didn't think it was that important. An award that went out to the house with the lamest students ever. What a waste of time. Even if he did care about it, he doubted that getting a few more Slytherins would increase their chances any. "I don't exactly think a few more Slytherins would win us the House Cup. I don't really see what the big deal about it is, anyhow. You get the pleasure of having a pat on the back for good behavior. Yeah, of all the things I'd like to do, caring about something as idiotic as that is not at the top of my list."
OOC:
So I ate the wedding cake,
Until the whole damn thing was gone,
And I'm gonna drown the ocean,
Now ain't none of that so wrong?
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