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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 10:04 am
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Twelve year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: Borussia Dortmund{|}Second Year
Theo walked into the room, sitting down, ready to listen to the professor ramble on about the history of wizardry. Despite his desire not to listen, he knew he had to, because wizard history was one of the subjects he came into Hogwarts having absolutely no clue about. He knew how to do magic at least minimally before Hogwarts but to truly understand the history of it, one must've had some kind of prior knowledge.
He listened to the teacher, taking notes on everything that had been said. he made sure to take very good notes as well, hoping to get this down packed for whatever exam that could come up. He had no questions however, but was interested in what his classmates had to ask.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 12:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 7:49 pm
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LET it GO, let it ROLL right OFF your shoulders DON'T you KNOW, the HARDEST part is OVER LET it IN, let your CLARITY DEFINE YOU IN the END, we will ONLY just REMEMBER how it FEELS Our LIVES are MADE, in these SMALL HOURS These LITTLE WONDERS, these TWISTS and TURNS of FATE TIME falls AWAY, but these SMALL HOURS These SMALL HOURS still REMAIN
Let it slide: Calm Let it shine: ... And I don't mind: Second Years We'll get by: History of Magic
E L S B E T H L Y N W E N V A S S B L O O D T R A I T O R | H U F F L E P U F F | S E C ON D Y E A R
Elsie took her notes and kept quiet, not really having anything to contribute. She'd gotten her wand from Ollivander's, of course, and she was very comfortable with it. It was like an old friend. She fingered it as she wrote.
If you PREPARE FOR THE WORST but HOPE FOR THE BEST you will RARELY BE DISAPPOINTED.
Let your TROUBLES fall BEHIND YOU Until you FEEL IT all AROUND YOU If it's ME you NEED to TURN TO It's the HEART that REALLY MATTERS in the END And ALL of my REGRET, I HOPE Will WASH itself AWAY SOMEHOW But I CANNOT and WILL NOT FORGET The WAY I FEEL right NOW
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2014 8:07 pm
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There is a ghost... Deep in my throat... Shoving it down... Speak and you choke! Every fire... Sharpens the flood... Throbbing and wild! Stained in blood...
DAVID SHOICHET | SECOND YEAR | GRYFFINDOR | MUGGLEBORN
And each little lie: bored | Making mountains: wands... | Mountains I climb: second years... | Wasting my time: History of Magic
There were three things David was always immediately recognized for. His white blonde hair, his smart mouth, and his penchant for asking questions that bordered on straight out disrespect. He didn't dislike this class as much as most of his others, but he wasn't exactly eager to hear about how the magical folk had outsmarted those silly muggles once more. Unfortunately, this lecture was just about wands. So now he was just bored. He sighed and stared at his wand. It was alright, he supposed. He hadn't liked it much at first, but he was probably going to need it for the next several years, at least.
Somewhere between dirty and clean, water and smoke, laugh and you choke...
Feeding the fire... Teasing the lies! With dirt in my eyes... Oh, dirt in my eyes Pissed it away! The heroes are gone. Dirt in their sheets... Rum on their tongues...
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 6:43 am
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2014 8:20 pm
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Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ Mᴀɢɪᴄ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ || Sᴛᴜᴅʏ ᴏғ Aɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Rᴜɴᴇs
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Grayson stopped reading his book as more and more of the students for the class walked in. He looked over each of them, wondering not for the first time if any of them would be interested in what he'd teach. He remembered Binns and the way he put most students to sleep, and decided that he would at least try to not put any of the students to sleep. He took his feet off the desk and stood, hoping that by doing so, he would at least give off a presence instead of looking bored.
"Hello class, and welcome back to History of Magic. I know that perhaps most of you don't remember much from the last year, so I figured that for this first class, we would review what you learned last year, just to brush up before we jump headlong into this year's curriculum." He looked about, making sure that everyone was paying attention, before continuing. "Can anyone here tell me precisely what you have learned last year? You don't have to give me the full information, as I would prefer to see if everyone payed attention in class. One subject per student, if you would."
════════════════════════ Location: History of Magic classroom Thinking: Well, here's to a new year... OOC: ...
Now where did I put that wand?
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 6:00 pm
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Well she lives in a fairy tale Somewhere too far for us to find Forgotten the taste and smell Of a world that she's left behind It's all about the exposure the lens I told her The angles are all wrong now She's ripping wings off of butterflies
☆═━┈Rory didn't even hide her sigh as she walked sullenly into History. She couldn't wait to drop this boring a** class the first chance she got! Sure it was sorta interesting learning of the magical world but it was almost as boring as regular History back in primary. She took a seat and rolled her eyes as that Ravenclaw girl did her thing and was the first to answer, as usual. She didn't really remember much of last year but she thought she could answer this. So she raised her hand as well and waited for her turn. "We learned abou' tha Fou'ders an' erm...wha t'ey contributed to th' school?" she gave a sheepish grin. ┈━═☆
✲Wearing ✲Where am I?~History ✲Who's here?~Others ✲Three more years, three more years, three more years...
Keep your feet on the ground XXXXXXXWhen your head's in the clouds Well go get your shove XXXXXXXAnd we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle XXXXXXXGo get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole XXXXXXXTo bury the castle, bury the castle
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 12:53 am
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𝔻𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // singlespace CURRENTLY // Looking Curious in the History Classroomspaces CURRENTLY WITH // Classmatesspacesp CURRENTLY FEELING // Excitedspacespa CURRENTLY THINKING // 'I love this school!' spacespac ☼ ☼ ☼ We go wherever we want to, do what we like to do We don't have time to get restless, there's always something new. ☼ ☼ ☼ ═════════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceDorian entered the History classroom with far less excitement than he had most of his others; he wasn't especially excited about this particular class. It wasn't that it was exceptionally, horribly boring, but... well, magic could only make history a bit more enjoyable than it was without, really. It was nice that he was learning new history, things he'd never heard of before, but really, it was still all in the past. He counted himself lucky that the professor was at least nice; it was really hard not to at least look forward to seeing him. Dori really wished he could work up half as much enthusiasm for history as Professor Powell seemed to manage. He didn't know how someone could find it that interesting, but he did try. It might not ever be his favorite class, but at least he didn't completely hate coming to it. Then again, he didn't really hate coming to any of his classes here at Hogwarts; even the boring ones like History and Astronomy were way better than, say, math. He'd heard there was an Arithmancy elective offered, and couldn't help but shudder at the thought. He didn't quite know what sort of math wizards did, but they didn't have calculators to do it with, so count him out.
═════════════════════════════════════════════════ ☼ ☼ ☼ We're just tryin' to be friendly, come and watch us sing and play! We're the young generation, and we've got something to say. ☼ ☼ ☼
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 3:09 am
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 10:23 am
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2014 3:16 pm
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Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ Mᴀɢɪᴄ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ || Sᴛᴜᴅʏ ᴏғ Aɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Rᴜɴᴇs
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Grayson looked around, nodding to each person as they gave their responses for review. Obviously either they barely remembered it from last year, or they actually reviewed it. Either way, it was a good sign something stuck. "Very good everyone. Glad someone didn't fall asleep in class last year. I guess that's five points each for Miss Vance, Miss Bolan, Mr. and Miss Lancaster, and yes, that was a basilisk in the chamber until 1993 by the way, and Mr. Julius Xanders, right? Five points to you as well. What I want you to do now until the end of class is to please go back over the notes from last year, and read ahead for this one. Lots of interesting topics coming up, so might not be a bad idea to brush up and get a head start, right."
════════════════════════ Location: History of Magic classroom Thinking: Well, here's to a new year... OOC: ...
Now where did I put that wand?
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