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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:00 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Slipping off the train in silence, Annabeth wandered through the station. So many students, so little space. And where were her friends? Caitlin had gotten lost on the train, or something. Bradley and Tobi were surely together, but not around her. She was alone. It was an awkward feeling, being so alone. She found a place to be, however; a comfortable-looking corner of the world to exist in. Pulling her hair to the side, Anna slowly ran her fingers through it, tugging out any tangles that may have found their way into her chocolate locks. What now? Without her friends, she wouldn't leave the station. 'Well, I better go look for them then.' And that's what she did. Anna walked through the station, searching through the sea of faces for some that stood out to her. 'Oh where, oh where have all my friends gone? Oh where, oh where could they be?'
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead If you give me one chance to take your hand I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:13 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:20 pm
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Steele Thompson III
Hufflepuff|5th year|Muggle-Born|Melinda Montbarron
Why must I be judged upon the purity of my blood?
He chucked a bit. "Come on, I'm horrible. I seriously don't think I stopped one shot that one season. I think I let in every one of them. Granted, that wasn't a good year for me. It was stressful," he said aloud. He was glad she thought he was good, but it was going to take a lot for him to convince himself that he was good. He was his own worst enemy. That was his problem all during Hogwarts. He always thought he was lesser because he was Muggle Born. He always thought that he was not going to be treated right because of that very reason. He never thought he was good at anything. To anyone else, people would kill to have some of the opportunities he has had in life, whether it was winning the game winning goal the U-17 World Championships, or playing 'Cliffs of Dover' on the guitar. He was good at quite a bit, but he never recognized himself for. He wanted to be the best and him playing Quidditch always was the contrary. He wasn't the best and he knew, and it ate away at him...all the time. Everything came so easy to him and once he picked up wizardry, he realized that he wasn't perfect...and like his father used to tell him: "Everything short of perfection is failure". That phrase went through his head during everything and it caused him to believe he was the worst at everything.
Will I ever be the same?
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 7:35 pm
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Quidditch is my life, but my knowledge is who I am.
William Cloud
Seventh Year♽Hufflepuff♽Chaser
⇳ ⇴ ⇵ ⇶ ⇷ ⇸ ⇹ ⇺ ⇻ ⇼ ⇽ ⇾ ⇿
Will walked out the train onto the platform, hoping that he would find Belle just standing there, but of course, she was not there. "Damn, where is she?" he said to himself. He walked into the crowd, hoping to find someone he knew. There was Ari and Steele over there, but they seemed to be having a conversation of their own; so he decided against going up to them. They both looked rather sad as well. He figured as much. He had heard what had happened to their...loved ones. Of course, their names were plastered on the front of the Daily Prophet with the word DEAD! next to them. So, he figured that is what they both were sulking over. Ari seemed to be taking a little bit worse than Steele. At least, from what he saw from a distance. The boy was laughing at some things, but Ari was just, unlike Ari. It was surprising.
Will walked on, hoping that he would find that blonde haired beauty walking around somewhere. He knew that she was around her somewhere. He was looking for that golden hair, that beautiful figure, on her five-eight...ish frame. He would find her sooner or later. Mainly because she stuck out like a sore thumb even. There were not many girls at the school that were even remotely close to her height. Her height made life so much easier. He would have hated having a short girlfriend. But him being six-foot two and still growing, he needed a tall girlfriend and he got just that.
He finally came to decision that he would just go to the carriage and whatever happens happens. She was probably waiting for him somewhere knowing her. It seemed as if she always appeared when he wasn't looking for her and never did when he was; so he would most definitely just let luck take its course. He walked down he road. Soon enough he would reach the carriages.
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Some are born great, some achieve great, but some...have greatness thrust upon them.
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:02 pm
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❝And all the roads we have to walk are winding; And all the lights that lead us there are blinding❞
❝There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how❞
❝Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me; And after all, you're my wonderwall❞
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Hᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ Sᴛᴇᴠɪᴀ Hᴀᴡᴛʜᴏʀɴ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ ▬▬▬ Hᴜғғʟᴇᴘᴜғғ ▬▬▬ Hᴀʟғʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ▬▬▬ ▬▬▬ Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ▬▬▬ Qᴜɪᴅᴅɪᴛᴄʜ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ▬▬▬ ▬▬▬ Jᴜsᴛ Mᴇ Aɴᴅ Mʏ Lᴏᴠᴇ ▬▬▬
❝Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Hᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ stepped down from the train and looked around, searching for her sister. Haruhi sat on her shoulder, where the small owl had been the how ride to Hogsmeade. Why had Remy sent Haruhi to her? Was she in trouble? Did she need her? Then, Heather realized that she would always need her. They would always need each other. Maybe Remy just needed a friend right now. Looking behind her, the teen wondered how she had lost Chase and Shina. Oh well. They'd meet up sooner or later. Heather knelt down to tie the laces of her strangely purple sneakers, then took off into the crowd. Occasionally, she was shoved by an upperclassmen or an eager first year, but they did not knock her down. She was dedicated to finding her sister. Then... There! Heather found her, rushing over to her and wrapping her arms around the Gryffindor, squeezing her lightly in a hug. "Remy, I love you, ya know that right? You look like you could use some Hufflepuff lovin'." Heather grinned at her sister, hoping she wouldn't be pushed away. Her sister's happiness was one of the most important things to her, and seeing her here, staring off into nothing, was painful for her.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝Backbeat, the word was on the street that the fire in your heart is out I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now❞
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:14 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Hard at work in her attempt to find her friends, Annabeth was unsuspecting of anything but the faces of the students surrounding her. Thus, when someone sneaked up behind her and tickled her sides, she was taken by surprise. A girlish squeal erupted from her throat, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Turning sharply, she found herself face to face with one of the boys she had been looking for. "Tobi! You scared the bloody daylights out of me!" she exclaimed, blue eyes blazing. It only took a few moments for her to calm down and laugh about the whole situation. "Of course I missed you, foolish Tobi." Annabeth enveloped the Hufflepuff in a hug before releasing him and tugging at her sweater. "So, where's Bradley? Knowing you two, he can't be far behind you." She chuckled lightly to herself. Once they found Bradley, they could look into finding a carriage. Who would fill that other seat, she pondered. Another friend, hopefully.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead If you give me one chance to take your hand I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 8:21 pm
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