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 Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 11:54 pm
  Location: Great Hall - Slytherin Table Walking into the great hall, Mira wasn't overly excited for the end of the year. David and Leonette were graduating which left her alone to deal with Grace and the social troubles of Hogwarts. Letting out a soft sigh as she took a seat at the Slytherin table, she hoped to be joined by Wendy. Her sister seemed to be hinting about something to do about the music club last she’d ran into her. Wendy would know about it or at least that’s what the blonde figured.
Glancing over at the Ravenclaw table she noted Timothy talking with Dhylan and Jesse. Shaking her head she looked down the table and noted Benjamin with Morven. They were totally a thing she swore it… Letting her gaze fall on the Gryffindor table she wondered where her sister was. Probably hiding or something… Then again if memory served Gwen… Leonette’s pet bird passed away only a few weeks age. The poor bird lived longer than most finches but it was one of the last things they had of their mothers. Mira was sure that Leonette was fine about it now but you never know. Packing up your stuff to see an empty bird cage was a hard thing to take or so the Slytherin figured. Lucky for Leonette Grace and Mira had planned on getting her another bird as a going away / marriage present. What kind of bird was another story?  Status: End of the year already... With: Fellow Slytherins... Wearing: Slytherin Uniform OOC: --- Spice the Rat Anger and resentment,
A dark path you tread,
I would be careful, young one,
But, I know where you belong...
Slytherin!
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 4:57 am
xSeymour Benjamin Ryansxxxxx xxxx<4th Year><Single: pfft... I'm a one man army!> My watch broke last week
And I don't need directions to know I'm < at the Slytherin table >
And an FYI, looking this Awesome is an art!
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx Benjamin rolled his eyes at Morven's response, long ago accepting that Morven had adopted his first name. From her it was almost cute. He still thought his parents were drunk when they picked the name "Seymour" of all things for their son's name, but he was pretty sure his Mum said it was an old family name or something, and considering his mother's name was Acacia of all things and his Dad Edwin, they probably partially gave him a horrid first name out of spite. Well, he supposed it grew on him in some ways, just like Morven actually answered to 'Gatita' and even 'Mori' now. Probably helped that he had pretty much exclusive snogging rights to her. And her him. Or at least Benjamin would be seriously worried for another girl who tried to make a pass at him-poor things, a million hearts must be broke. As for Benjamin, he wasn't above a few hexes at anyone sniffing around. They might not be dating, but he claimed dibs first and had dibs, so any bloke (or gal) who didn't seem to understand the memo he was happy to carve it into them. "Mori, I'm smart enough I can pass what I need without studying like some nerd," Benjamin sighed. "And besides, if I was worried about something I have a best friend who's a Ravenclaw for a reason... and my roommate is shagging the kid who is probably up for head boy in my year... I've got the connections I need to make it a cake walk not to drop out... Unfortunately Mum is crazy. She doesn't want me just to pass... no she wants to torture me, she wants me to get all Os or something... Who the Hell gets grades like that? Well besides her, but she was a complete nerd from what I hear. Prefect, blah blah, all that." He shuddered at the thought and then brightened at Morven's proposal and said, "Oh there is a stock room. Pretty big. I know my way around there... and if we get bored, I could give you the grand tour of where I live... or my room. Great view from there... better view with the curtains closed I bet," He added with a smirk and a wink at Morven, and then chuckled in regards to my mother, "Gatita, if Mum killed you, you wouldn't be found. And if Mum got around to killing people, she'd probably kill me first. She has been threatening to do so since I remember. She hasn't yet. She's harmless... well mostly. She isn't joking about the spiders she'll be putting in my bed next summer for each 'bad' OWL grade-anything less than an E.""At least my bed is safely spider free this summer, sí? And next summer, pfft, spiders aren't a big deal, they are kind of cute," Seymour laughed, "And it won't be anything poisonous. Sólo una tarántula o dos... tal vez tres o cuatro..." He trailed off as he contemplated the spiders and shrugged, "I grew up with them though. No big deal. Besides, I thought Peeves would like the gift since he helped me with my going away present to some of our housemates."------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 7:17 am
 xWendy Madeline Chaistyxxxxx xxxx<4th Year> Time: 2029-2030 End Year Feast
Location: Slytherin Table
Dressed: In Slytherin Classiness
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx Wendy arrived to the Slytherin table, not late, but not early. She had spent some time debating on how best to deliver the wedding invitation to Evander. She'd rather not, but it was expected, and knowing Evander he was likely to have not even seriously given much thought on the matter. And of course the rest of his family would be invited as well. Well at least she got to meet the future mother-in-law that Evander seemed to spend all his time comparing her with. Wendy wasn't so sure if Evander made the comparison out of ignorance of different personalities, his dislike of his mother and (mostly) feigned annoyance with Wendy's existence, or the fact that maybe she was a bit like the woman. Wendy would put off passing judgement on that one, though, Evander's fixation with his mother was a bit... distasteful. Wendy decided on the direct approach and when she arrived to the Great Hall she spotted Evander alone and further down the Ryans brat draped all over some girl with the last name Vass, a bunch of blood traitors if Wendy remembered correctly. Well it was fitting for the abomination to stick with that sort, who else would put up with such a being? (Besides some mudblood or halfblood or halfbreed, they were all the same more or less). Approaching Evander Wendy paused, still standing looking at him, before raising a brow and then holding out the formal wedding invitation, "For your parents. The head and his wife's idea. Personally, only you would be fine to go, though I'd rather you not attend, but it's expected considering..." She trailed off and rolled her eyes for a moment and then continued in her typical neutral tone, "Regardless, I'll be doing some of the music for the event. You've never heard me play harp have you? I prefer viola, but harp music is a bit more fitting for such an event don't you think?" She paused and then said her tone brightening for the briefest of moments, "Oh, you play violin, right? Are you any good? It would make a lovely accompaniment if you were."She shrugged and then spotting Mira nodded to her friend, knowing she had better things to do than listen to Evander's no doubt snarky comments. Glancing back to Evander she said, "Well, if you will excuse me, I am going to catch up with Mira." She paused about to leave and then looked back at Evander before she left to join Mira farther down the table, "You can join us if you want. I doubt it would interest you much, but it is kind of pathetic to sit there alone as if you are some odd creature no one wants to look at-like a house elf or something." She shook her head and then walked away, her heels clicking steadily as she casually took a seat next to Mira, her posture remaining the same practiced exactness the whole time. Her tone with Evander never changing much from her cold neutrality, beyond when she suggested that Evander play the violin at the wedding. Once next to Mira she said, "Sorry, I had to deliver a formal invite for this summer to him. At least it should be better than last summer when he came over. I was half tempted to drown him." She shrugged, "I still won the debate, I reckon. Anyways, I'm half surprised you didn't join the Ravenclaws considering that would have at the very least spared you..." She nodded down the table at Seymour Ryans and Morven Vass, "...whatever that is."She shook her head, "Anyways, people with lack of proper behavior aside, I do have something to bring up." She brushed one of her red curls behind an ear and said, "I don't know if Miss Mitchell, Leonette, I mean, mentioned anything but she asked me a favor and proposed an idea in regards to that I'm quite partial to..." She paused and folded her hands in her lap and raised a brow at Mira as she waited for her friend's answer. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 7:44 am
My God, are we gonna be like our parents?
Not me, not ever, you can keep deceiving yourself.
It's unavoidable, it just happens.
When you grow up, your heart dies.
Walking out into the dark, into the dark...
Going on a different path led by a beating heart...
All the people of the town lash their eyes to the ground.
Forget matters to the heart; the night is all you have;
You ran into the night from all you had.  ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ
ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ
ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ
ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᵗʰᶤʳᵈ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander looked over when he heard the familiar click of heels, and took the wedding invitation from her as if she was giving him a dead frog. Actually, no. A dead frog would have at least been entertaining. This was like a pathetic dust bunny, and invitation to a wedding he was sure no one actually wanted to go to. The idea that this would be him in three or four years, getting married, doing invitations- why couldn't he and Wendy just get married at the Ministry, for Merlin's sake? No one was going to want to go to their wedding, if they were being honest. "Sorry to disappoint," he intoned dully, when she expressed her feelings on him attending. "Don't worry; we'll be there," Vander said in mock drama, shoving the invitation into his pocket. "Wouldn't miss it for the world." Her tone only picked up any sort of emotion when she talked about the music, and Vander was quickly learning that Wendy was only happy with two things, as far as he could tell; music and water. She was happy talking about music and when she was playing music, and she was happy talking about the ocean and swimming and the natural pools at the Avery estate and when she was actually in water.
Everything else, well, he thought she could have been set on fire and her tone and expression still wouldn't change. She might politely say 'ow'. At her next words he made a sarcastic 'go have fun' motion, but stared at her when she actually invited him- albeit probably with intense reluctance- to come along if he wanted. "We've been over this. I do. I am. I will accompany you on the violin only if I'm threatened into doing so- which is likely to happen." Of course she still managed to work an insult in there, because she was Wendy, and he was pretty sure if she could find a way to mock him she would, not that he expected or gave anything less himself. "Oh, yay, this is so exciting," he muttered, getting up to follow after her. "I might cry tears of joy." He was in no great rush to hurry over to join the two, and only sat down nearby as she nodded towards the Ryans halfblood and the bloodtraitor Vass girl. Apparently they were a thing now. He couldn't say he was surprised; everyone knew that fourth year b***h's older sister was dating a mudblood. He half listened, half stared at the table like it had just viciously insulted him while Wendy went on about some idea Leonette Mitchell had had without getting to the actual point. Found yourself a path upon the ground,
You ran into the night, you can't be found.
But this is your heart; can you feel it?
Their blood pumps through your veins.
Summer evening, breeze is blue-
Drawing voices deep from you.
On a different path, led by a beating heart,
What a year and what a night!
What terrifying final sight!
Put out your beating heart.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 7:53 am
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 was glad to be going home. She liked Hogwarts- she really did, and she liked her house, but she was ready for a change in setting. Hopefully this summer wouldn't be as boring as the last. But she did have something to be happy about; her half brother was out of prison, and had apparently been cleared of all charges. Knowing she wasn't related to an attempted murderer was nice, though she couldn't say that with complete confidence, because you never really knew with Uncle Callius and Aunt Desdemona. She sat down across from Devonte, as he was the only one from her year she spotted, and she generally didn't mind sitting with him. "Have a good year?" she asked politely, then glanced up at the teacher's table. "I wish they'd get on with it already, though." 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: Sun Jun 28, 2015 10:54 am
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 arched an eyebrow as he sighed. "Oh? Is your mum aware of that?" She broke into an amused smile when he went on. "Nerds, I guess," she mocked and a sudden thought made her barely restrain herself from outright laughing. The idea of anyone willfully putting Seymour in a position of power over other students was, well... "You could be a prefect next year; you never know. Just think! It could be you and Wendy!" Morven had her doubts about that actually happening, but someone had decided to make Elsie a prefect, so there you go. "Well, that's always helpful," she muttered in regards to him knowing his way around the stock room, and wrinkled her nose when he made reference to the spiders. She got her fill of spiders once a month, on the off chance she caught sight of an acromantula in the Forbidden Forest. They were disgusting. Even to her as a wolf, they were disgusting. "I guess we'd better make the most of that, then," she said dryly, and rolled her eyes as he laughed. "Only you would think spiders are cute. You think anything disturbing is cute." Like me, she wanted to say, but didn't. Morven didn't look very surprised as he talked about giving housemates a 'going away present'. "Do I want to know? I feel like I don't want to know," she answered her own question thoughtfully. "If you get jumped on the train tomorrow morning because of it, don't expect me to come bursting in to save you." Alright, maybe she would hex someone, but only if she was bored. He was going to get his arse kicked someday, though, when he couldn't talk his way out of things. She was sure of it. 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 Jun 28, 2015 1:29 pm
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 The blonde boy looked to his side as Violante took a seat beside him, but soon turned his attention back to the staff table, which was yet to be completely filled. That was kind of setting a bad example, he thought. He shrugged his shoulders at her question. It had been uneventful. Other than quidditch, joining a dueling club and having that Ravenclaw pest Lola constantly trying to understand him, nothing of importance had happened. "It was alright. Nothing of interest to note, though. Maybe next year." Honestly, something had better happen of interest next year, or he would not be happy. "Yeah. The sooner this is done with and I can be on the train home, the better. How was your year, though?"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: Sun Jun 28, 2015 5:04 pm
xSeymour Benjamin Ryansxxxxx xxxx<4th Year><Single: pfft... I'm a one man army!> My watch broke last week
And I don't need directions to know I'm < at the Slytherin table >
And an FYI, looking this Awesome is an art!
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx Benjamin rolled his eyes at Morven's amusement at the horror of being forced to study and then joked about him being prefect... and then mentioned Wendy. "Ugh... please don't mention la bruja... if that happens can you be my alibi if I kill her? I mean with her I could probably claim self defense. Or you could just kill me and put me out of misery, Mori? Just make sure I enjoy it going out, okay?" He added with a nod. As the conversation went on to the stockroom and such he raised a brow at Morven's wrinkled nose about the spiders. It was cute: Mori had a girly side under all the awesome bad-assness she had. And he could save her from the spiders. After all, Benjamin was pretty chill about spiders, not that he wanted them in his bed, but still. His mother probably wouldn't do it if he was deathly afraid of spiders or something. The woman did have a heart. Benjamin shook his head and said with a chuckle, "Oh, I disagree. There are plenty of disturbing things I find that aren't cute. For example la bruja, we just mentioned. That painting of Lady Burke down in the dungeons-though totally funny to swing by and flip her off and tell her stories about my halfblood Gryffindor Dad deflowering some 'proper' pureblood princess. Chihuahuas, they're disturbing and I see no cuteness in them... plenty of things."Benjamin raised a brow when Morven mentioned his gifts and said that if he got jumped on the train because of it that she wouldn't save him. He made a dramatic sigh and said, "Why is it everyone thinks I'm going to get jumped all the time? People love me here. Well except stuck-up cabrónes like say la bruja or that creepy kid that follows her around a year younger than us. Or Barbie. But I think she's so plastic and vapid she can only love herself. I bet you a galleon she got Daddy to let her get 'work' done at least once."
He shook his head, and then turned and leaned his head on her shoulder and said, "It's so sweet you are so worried about me, Gatita. Don't worry, if I'm jumped I'll make sure my important parts to you remain safe. Least I can do, you know."------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:25 pm
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. "The same as usual. I'm looking forward to my electives next year. And not being constantly confused for a first year." She frowned. Most of the older students could barely tell the difference between first and second years, and now that Vio was thirteen she considered it extremely important she not be mistaken for an innocent and naive eleven year old. "What electives are you taking? I think Cursebreaking, Mythology, Wandless Magic, and Wizard Law sound the most interesting, but then again that's just me." 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: Sun Jun 28, 2015 6:58 pm
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 seemingly contemplated his 'last request' before nodding. "If it comes to that I'll try my best. Or we could just kill her together and go out in a blaze of glory." She ignored his look when she revealed her distaste for arachnids; she was allowed to not like things that walked on eight spindly legs. It wasn't as if she was scared of them, anyways. If she was the type to flinch and cringe at every little thing she'd go insane just during her transformations. She rolled her eyes at the mention of Lady Burke. "Every time I pass her portrait she starts ranting about how the current generation of Vasses are a disgrace to their noble and pure bloodline or something like that. We should snog in front of her one day, just for the reaction alone. And chihuahuas are sad excuses for dogs." Morven supposed she ought to be more partial to canines now or something along those lines, and maybe she was, not that she had a dog, but little yappy dogs just generally made her want to drop kick them. At least they tended to shut up around her, because apparently they could detect the whole wolf thing with her. At least it spared her ears. "Oh, they love you," she said under her breath. "A lot of them would love to curse you. And the Lillantine brat is a year younger than you." She smirked. "He's two years younger than me." She cast a scornful glance in the direction of the Hufflepuff table at the mention of 'Barbie'. "I'm not betting on that; it'd be a waste of a galleon." When he leaned his head on her shoulder she shook her head but didn't push him away. "My hero," she intoned sarcastically. "Always thinking of me, you are." 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 Jun 28, 2015 7:26 pm
Location: Great Hall - Slytherin Table Finally seeing Leonette head over to the Gryffindor table, the Slytherin couldn’t help but smile. She seemed to be alright and she was actually talking with her friends. A good thing considering the night it was. Hearing Wendy’s voice down the table Mira shifted her gaze over to her and Evander. She assumed that it had something to do with the wedding invite but she couldn’t be sure. Waiting patiently her eyes shifted back to her sister’s table where David soon joined her. Smiling she turned her attention to the sound of her friend’s heels.
Sure enough Wendy was talking to Evander about the wedding invite. “That’s alright, reminds me that I still need to do that.” Mira replied before adding. “What could he have done to bring about that tempting idea?” she asked looking over at Evander. “I’m guessing he was being his usual self like always.” She said with a smile. “As for those two I think they’re dating… I could be wrong…” Mira said glancing in their direction. “All Leonette mention to me about was the music club and that she left the club to you.” Mira answered brushing her hair over to her left shoulder. “Though if it has something to do with that, I image it involves getting me to join the club?” she commented looking over at her. “Or something, like that…” Status: End of the year already... With: Fellow Slytherins... Wendy & Evander Wearing: Slytherin Uniform OOC: --- Spice the Rat Anger and resentment,
A dark path you tread,
I would be careful, young one,
But, I know where you belong...
Slytherin!
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 9:36 pm
I’m just a believer
That things will get better
Some can take it or leave it
But I don’t wanna let it go  XXXXXX мυɢɢℓєвσяиє ▽ sιиɢℓє ▽ υиcσиғιиє∂ ⊰Gia wanted to question Lorelei more on her benign comment of going home but decided against it. She had already butted into the horrid home life of one friend for the month, she needs at least another two to recharge before she goes back in. Speaking of Carver, she wondered where he was off at since he hadn't yet arrived at the feast. She did however quirk an eyebrow up at the girl when she mentioned that she would more than likely be spending a good portion of the break going over her muggle schooling to stay updated which seemed like a good idea although the way she worded it, she assumed it would be aggravating than anything. Or at the very least cutting into her lazy time as was required of all those of school age during the summer months. Then she admitted to hoping that the week spent with the ever elusive Leslie (she had trained herself to not react to his name outwardly while still childishly snorting at it in her mind) would lengthen since he'd probably not let her worry much about school work. Which in itself is a good thing. Too much work turns the brain to mush. It was a scientific fact. "I agree. As much as I like the idea of at least refreshing the mind to how non-magical education, summer vacation is an almost sacred occasion where children and teens are legally allowed to do absolutely nothing for long periods of time. Besides, the little muggle knowledge you know is still probably at least a decade more than some of these stagnant bunch of idiots." Gia told her with an annoyed huff.
It still bothered her just how backwards the wizarding world was compared to the modern-or should she say "muggle?"-world. It was almost like they refused to evolve, which was retarded because then it's basically they're own faults if the same s**t keeps happening over and over again. Which apparently it does according to their history books. ******** wizards. "If it's any consolation, I'll more than likely be summoned for a week or so to my Nona in Italy to tell her alllll about this ' grande e meraviglioso' boarding school I was 'hand picked' for 'based upon my scholastic and reasoning abilities.' It'd trade a few days of homework for a few days of being stuffed with food and stuffed in frilly dresses any day." The Italian girl gave a light shudder just imagining what she'd have to encounter when visiting her grandmother. So. Much. Fluff.⊱
Wearing △Where ~Slytherin Table △With ~Lori △What ~Uh, sitting △Thoughts ~ It's not right? △OOC ~ I’ve never been that lucky
I’ve never tasted fame
I’m always lookin’ for something
But I hate changin’
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 4:27 am
xWendy Madeline Chaistyxxxxx xxxx<4th Year> Time: 2029-2030 End Year Feast
Location: Slytherin Table
Dressed: In Slytherin Classiness
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx "Unfortunately he could swim," Wendy added in response to her friend when she guessed that Evander was being his "usual self" which usually fell under "unpleasant". Wendy may not be the most likable person, but at least she was liked enough to have friends. Perhaps because she had enough sense not to pick a fight with anything with a pulse-and likely inanimate objects as well. "Not as well as me, of course," Wendy added, "but I don't think the Lillantine manor has as spacious of grounds or its own beach like the Main Avery Manor does."Wendy shrugged and then wrinkled her nose ever so slightly at the thought of the Vass girl and the Ryans abomination dating. She decided not to give any more comment on the matter though Wendy would have thought Mira would have known if they were 'official' or not considering Seymour Ryans was her boyfriend's best friend. Though, Wendy would hope Mira and Timothy would have better things to discuss than him. She might have said something on the matter if Evander didn't decide to join them. Or sit close enough he half looked to have joined them, he was close enough to hear their conversation. "Ah, yes she did," Wendy said with a smile, "But, I wouldn't say it is about you joining exactly. With next year being OWLs and the fact I care about my grades I'm going to be quite busy already," She paused to narrow her eyes at Evander almost daring him to make some snide comment about how she was a girl and didn't have to worry about grades or some nonsense. Just because she didn't have to, especially considering she was going to be an heir's wife in a few years, did not mean she wanted to be a dullard. If he was intimidated by an intelligent and well read wife that was his problem. It wasn't as if she was some whore who'd go hooking up with someone else even if she despised him. She did value loyalty after all. "And running the club alone seems a bit daunting. And I don't exactly know the most about modern music, or not as much as some, so I thought some help would be nice. But, who would I chose? Cathaline only shows up on rare occasion for her own entertainment. That Gryffindor girl with the horrid hair who taught Cathy a bit on guitar is obviously not a good option as I'd end up having to kill her to save my own sanity before the second week of school... and hiding a murder... it just seems bothersome. Anyways, I thought you'd be a good option to help out. I know music isn't exactly your forte or whatever, but you are smart and loyal, I can count on you, so I was hoping you'd be at least a 'secretary' or something of sorts. I do want to do a good job."Wendy ended her request, folding her hands in her lap and waited for her friend's response. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 5:36 am
My God, are we gonna be like our parents?
Not me, not ever, you can keep deceiving yourself.
It's unavoidable, it just happens.
When you grow up, your heart dies.
Walking out into the dark, into the dark...
Going on a different path led by a beating heart...
All the people of the town lash their eyes to the ground.
Forget matters to the heart; the night is all you have;
You ran into the night from all you had. ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ
ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ
ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ
ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᵗʰᶤʳᵈ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander rolled his eyes at Mira, though that was generally his standard response to Wendy's best friend. He didn't hate Mira; she was a pureblooded Slytherin, even if her older sister was a Gryffindor and her younger sister a Ravenclaw, like Anti. That didn't mean he necessarily liked Mira, but he could tolerate her in small doses, he told himself, even if her family was most likely a bunch of blood traitors. He cast another glance the way of the two who were supposedly 'dating'- the Ryans boy had his head on the Vass girl's shoulder. He shook his head and looked away.
Wendy and Mira were talking about the Music Club, because of course they were, and Vander congratulated himself. Music and water. He was still right. He'd been dragged to those stupid meetings before by Wendy, though of course she'd make it out like he didn't have to come. The truth was they both held a certain amount of leverage over one another which turned out to be the ability to write a letter to their respective guardians detailing each other's bad behavior. Vander was usually the more guilty one, which meant he usually didn't win when it came down to threats.
Vander shot Wendy a look in return when she narrowed her eyes at him. Like he was going to pick a fight with her about her OWLs now. He'd save that for a rainy day. Besides, he'd been embarrassed if his fiancee turned out to be an idiot when OWLs came around, but he doubted that would happen. "So very bothersome," he echoed flatly, but didn't say much else, though he was hardly waiting in suspense here. It wasn't as if he cared if Mira agreed to help Wendy run the club or not. It was none of his concern. Found yourself a path upon the ground,
You ran into the night, you can't be found.
But this is your heart; can you feel it?
Their blood pumps through your veins.
Summer evening, breeze is blue-
Drawing voices deep from you.
On a different path, led by a beating heart,
What a year and what a night!
What terrifying final sight!
Put out your beating heart.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 7:19 am
xSeymour Benjamin Ryansxxxxx xxxx<4th Year><Single: pfft... I'm a one man army!> My watch broke last week
And I don't need directions to know I'm < at the Slytherin table >
And an FYI, looking this Awesome is an art!
------------------------------------------------------------------------ xx "Or, after killing her we could run away together," Benjamin suggested with a chuckle. "I know Paraguay pretty well. It's pretty. I can be your translator. Oh, I know, I've always wanted to see Peru. Why not there for a while? It'll be an adventure. Then we can start moving North until we reach Mexico and we can retire on a beach." He smirked at the idea and then chuckled as the topic of Lady Burke came up. "Meh, I think we'd have to do a hair more than just snog to truly traumatize the old bird. I mean she probably doesn't think we have any sense of manners already. Snogging might be a bit too tame for horrible kids like us dragging down Slytherins 'noble reputation'," He ended mocking a stuffy tone. "And I'm actually not much of a dog person, believe it or not. No offense or anything," Benjamin added quickly smiling innocently at Morven as the conversation went on and she muttered something about people 'loving to hex him' and then said she more or less agreed on the likelihood of the blonde League girl being a bit more plastic than just that personality of hers. After lying his head on Morven's shoulder offering to protect the parts important to Morven if he was jumped, Morven gave a sarcastic 'my hero' response to him. Benjamin looked over at her and said all too innocently, "Why of course, didn't you know I make a quite dashing hero. I'd say 'knight' but I think I'm more of a Robin Hood sort. Do you think I'd look good in tights?"------------------------------------------------------------------------
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