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Posted: Thu May 02, 2013 5:15 pm
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Posted: Thu May 02, 2013 6:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 8:05 am
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I have screamed until my veins collapsed I've waited as my time's elapsed Now, all I do is live with so much hate I've wished for this, I've bitched at that I've left behind this little fact: You cannot kill what you did not create I've gotta say what I've gotta say And then I swear I'll go away But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise.
𝔇mitri 𝕲rigori 𝔎amenev я никому не уступлю of house ______ ___________ Eleven Years Old First Year ☭
Few and far between, he realized. Few purebloods, fewer worthy, but there were some, he couldn’t deny. A small twitch in his nose couldn’t be denied, not when he spotted several eerily familiar faces just before they’d all disappeared behind their own respective compartment. There were the vivacious twins, and then the self-proclaimed pureblood with brightly colored hair. Ha! He almost scoffed. Just because your parents weren’t muddled with muggle blood didn’t make you pureblood, not really. Pure of blood, yes, but notpureblood.That was an idea, a way of life, a doctrine more than it would ever be just a classification.
So few seemed to realize that these days especially here, in Hogwarts. ”Boʐye moy.” He cursed softly under his breath and shook his head as he carried on, found his own separate compartment and passed out.
The slow roll of the train seemed to have awaken him, he yawned and stretched, slipped out before the crowd could grow and had found himself standing in the heart of the train station. Behind him, the crowd began to disperse and he watched with idle eyes, trying to find that certain someone.
I guess I'll save the best for last My future seems like one big past ________ You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 10:02 am
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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men, with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! - Chaplin The best prophet of the future is the past -Lord Byron It is not what you find, it is what you find out. -David ThomaHershel leaped off the train steps with brimming glory, punching the air breathlessly with the small book in his hand. "Don't dawdle, Pod, com'n!" He called behind him, enthusiasm unbridled as he rushed through the people, indifferent towards the volume of the crowd he was in. His companion - the subject of his call and his very best friend - seemed to hesitate on the stair just before the ground, much to the impatience of those behind him. The younger boy waved a small file of papers and three books, as well as the clock of Hershel's school robes in the air, indicating he had forgotten all of them. The Slytherin payed him or his momentarily lost articles any mind and instead continued to beckon. Once his friend had reached him, passing through the crowd (having done so with much less vigor and press than Hershel had done, but he was also weighed down) and shoved the cloak on his shoulders unceremoniously, plastering the books to his chest as well. "This year we can ride together in the carriages, we should hurry and grab one, maybe we will find a few of our friends to sit with us." The boy was beaming with every beam of the sun that had already set hours ago, his companion merely huffed an amused sigh an nodded his head defeatedly. "Do you need me to carry anything, sir? Or should I run ahead and secure you one?"Konar asked with every undercurrent of manner and servitude, arms already open to have the things he had given his maser returned. "No, no you won't," Hershel said, sternly, "We are at school now, not in my father's prison of an estate. You aren't my serving boy, you are my friend. Here you don't have to pretend," he said, smile returning with his final words and his iron tone easing back. With a pat on his friend's shoulder he rushed forward, eagerness returned, missing the murmured response from Konar.Konar Delashsecond year - gryffindor Hershel Asdrian's - serving boy
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 12:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 1:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 2:50 pm
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I'll be your soldier, fighting every second of the day for your dreams. So don't stress, don't cry, we don't need no wings to fly.
Cameron intertwined his and Elli's fingers together as they got off the train. He didn't want to lose her in the crowd because it could be extremely difficult to find one another afterwards. When the two were safely on the ground, he pulled the redhead aside. "Let's get a carriage?" he suggested, wanting to be one of the first at Hogwarts. The boy was tired of walking through the cluster of students. It took a lot of effort to not trip over someone's foot every once in a while. Or maybe that was just Cameron who had trouble avoiding individuals. Oh well, it didn't matter at the moment. He was already outside, and there would be no more stuffiness for a while if he and Elli left now.
As long as you love me, we could be starving, we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.
((OOC: outfit in right picture))
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 3:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 3:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 3:49 pm
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ʻHer bone structure screamsʼ
ʻTouch her! Touch her!ʼ
ʻAnd she's got the curse of curvesʼ
She waited for the students to get off the train, once they started poring into the station she called out to the first years,"First years come with me! First years over here!" Kat check to make sure all the new students in plain black robes gathered about. She loved to see their faces when they arrived for the first time ever. Hogwarts is an amazing place and as she recalled you never forger your first train ride over, putting on your robes for the first time and meeting other young witches and wizards, some for the first time ever."Second years get a move on! First years follow me!" She yelled and turned and headed towards the lake. A short path took them to the lakeside.
ʻI want someone provocative and talkativeʼ
ʻBut it's so hard when you're shallow as a showerʼ
ʻAnd from what I've heard with skin you'll winʼ
((O.O.C.~ please post moving here))
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 4:01 pm
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Hayden was mid-thought when one of her suitcases came crashing to the floor as the train jerked to a stop, accompanied by a loud screeching noise. Sighing loudly and muttering a string of un-ladylike curse words under her breath, the first year pushed herself to her feet and took a moment to crack her neck, her deep blue eyes settling on the growing crowd of students outside her compartment window. The more kids she saw, the more she realized she was much less excited about this experience than she had anticipated. Her parents had assured her that there would be variety of personality types here—hence the four different houses, but so far, the acid in her empty stomach seemed to burn her insides with the thought of having nobody to keep her company, who's company she would not loathe in return.
Turning around, she held out her arms for the tiny blonde-colored kitten she had recently acquired. Her parents insisted that she bring a pet with her—perhaps they knew she was destined to be lonely at this school. Looking into the feline's poisonous green eyes, she lingered for a moment, still trying to come up with a strong, noble name that would be fitting for an animal belonging to herself. Alas, her eyes fluttered as she was brought back to reality, unable to settle on a single word that would do her justice. Pulling the thing in close to her, still unsure if she even cared to deal with a pet, Hayden slid open the door to the compartment—already dressed in her unfashionable school uniform—and forced her way rudely into the hallway ahead of a group of older students who couldn't pass for purebloods if their dirty lives depended on it.
As she stepped off the train, the cool breeze felt good on her hot skin. She shook her blonde curls so that they would fall evenly over her shoulders, and then made her way off to the side of the excitement. Her temples pounded with irritation, a sharp pain seeping into her head and dooming her with a night-long headache. She would have given anything not to let these repulsive children ruin her day, but she couldn't help but scowl at their very presence. How was this such a prestigious school if it was filled full of immature children with tainted blood?
Exhaling loudly, uncaring of whether or not her disgust with her surroundings was openly evident or not, Hayden lowered her cat to the ground and rolled her eyes when it chose to wrap its tiny self around her ankles, allowing a quiet but, dreadful vibration to resonate from its throat as it did so. Biting her painted lip out of annoyance, eager to be directed to the boats, the impatient pureblood crossed her arms tightly and waited for further instruction.
After several long, unbearable minutes, a tall, fair woman gestured for the first years to follow her to the lake, and Hayden didn't hesitate to do so, judging everyone around her as she did so.
[[EXIT to The Black Lake]]
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 4:24 pm
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Emperors and kings are but obeyed in their several provinces, but his dominion that exceeds in this...
... stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man. A sound magician is a demigod.
ɀander ◒ ɢarcia First Year // Unsorted // Indifferent // Hogsmeade Station
Though thou hast now offended like a man, Do not persever in it like a devil.
With his gaze fixed on the ever changing scenery outside of the train compartment's window, Zander let out a yawn. The trip to Hogwarts was longer than he had anticipated, and the new students that he sat with whilst on the train didn't make the journey seem at all faster. 'If I ever have to take my classes with these people, I swear to God...' Zander found himself thinking repetitively. On more than one occasion, Zander had to will himself from casting one spell or another on the chatty, annoying boys to silence them. Verbal reasoning wasn't going to work on them considering the subject matter they were discussing, and any time the boys attempted to strike up a conversation with Zander, he merely shot them down with one worded answers or simple gestures before returning to his own little happy place in the deepest recesses of his mind.
Zander's thoughts were swimming by the time the train finally lurched to a stop. He wondered where Rui was - whether she was in the same car as he, or if she was even on the train. Zander had no clue, but he knew that she wasn't on the same car considering the fact that he had walked up and down it at least four times to check and never managed to see her even once. He couldn't help but to think of his future with her whilst at Hogwarts. He was enchanted by her, there was no denying it... the way she looked at him, the smiles that she gave him, her very manner of speaking to him, it was as if she had reached right into his chest and latched onto his heart. Yes, he's still young and she's two years his senior, but age means nothing when it comes to love, or so he was raised to believe.
Zander was the first to push his way out of the train, ignoring the protests of his fellow future class mates as he stepped onto the platform and was almost dumbfounded at the world that unfolded before him. Amidst the chaos, Zander could hear a woman calling for the first years to follow, but instead the boy stuffed his hands in his pocket and stepped towards the nearest column, hoping that he'd be able to find Rui.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 4:41 pm
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