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 Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 8:55 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 10:18 pm
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First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Aloof
Love Interest: --none--
Location: __Ravenclaw Commons__
Mood: __Tired__
Thoughts: __~~~__
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~*~*~*~*
 
Leaning against the windowpane, Cœur continued to look out into the darkness. A bead of saltiness rolled down her cheek, and she quickly proceeded to wipe it away with her finger. Her memories were hurting her, yet she still wanted to hold on to them tightly. It wasn't as if she had a best friend here that she could consult with. The stars are shining brightly tonight. Squinting her eyes, the Ravenclaw tried to spot some of the constellations as she fought back the torrents of tears that were about to spill.
She sat herself down before the clear glass, tilting her head up to look at the sky. Hopefully, classes wouldn't be too bad, though she was worried. Should she not make friends at all, what would happen? The cool metal rested against her bare skin, calming, yet it felt like it weighed more than it should. She sniffled softly.
♬ Je suis en vie... ♬
A French, Muggle song that was very dear to her...no, the artist. Both motivated her to be happier in life, so she had to stick to that. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice her surroundings until a familiar screech echoed in her ears. Rue? Deep in her mind, she knew that she was correct, but she did not know why. The tapping on the window confirmed her suspicions, and she stood up, leaning over to open the entryway for the bird. She realized that a few other owls joined the pale avian, and closed the windowpane after every single one of them entered the room.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 6:36 pm
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First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Aloof
Love Interest: --none--
Location: __By the window, Ravenclaw Commons__
Mood: __Tired__
Thoughts: __They sent their owls?__
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~* Sorry about the huge delay in this post D: *~*~*
She felt it. It was almost like an electrical current melded with iciness...it was hard to explain, but she definitely felt it. The wind was nearly knocked out of her, and she struggled to keep the tears back, as well as the basic action of breathing. She nearly leapt in fright when she heard someone come up behind her, and she felt the presence of that person's hand, it wavering above her shoulder. Calming herself down, she stood there, the night's cool breeze brushing against her face.
The flapping of wings echoed in her head. They are coming. Seconds later, five owls glided into the room, perching on nearby chairs. At first, she was nearly horrified because she thought the birds were about to collide with the boy behind her, and she sighed with relief when they swerved away. Realizing that she hadn't responded to Archie's question, she quickly stumbled in her thoughts to find a reasonable reply. She couldn't tell him the truth, let alone anyone else, and not even her family.
"Oh um, yea...everything's all right." Her heart sank at those words. They were lies. Every single word. It hurt to say them, but she really could not say the truth. That was all she was thinking about until a silvery owl flew over to her, landing on her shoulder. Rue... "Hey Ruaera. I hope the flight here wasn't too bad." Any worries or concerns that were etched on her face before were almost entirely wiped away by the presence of the bird. "Archie, this is my owl, Rueara...Rue, Archie, a Housemate of mine." The bird tilted her head at the boy, as if considering him. He's okay, dear...
Cœur suddenly remembered about the other owls, and walked over to the group. Smiling softly, she untied letters from their legs, and noticed a fairly large package addressed to her that was sitting on the table. She curiously approached the box, wondering what was inside.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 6:49 pm
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Archades "Archie" Montague
Firstie - Ravenclaw House
Archades frowned slightly. The words that she had spoken to him sounded hollow, and the dead expression in her eyes didn't lend any credence to the lie that she was trying to pass off. He tightened one hand - they had been sorted into the same House. That meant that they would watch each others' backs, protect and guard those who wore their colors. She might not realize what that meant, or might not accept it, but he did. Something was bothering someone who was supposed to be as close as family to him, and there was absolutely no way the young redhead would let that go without finding it out.
He turned his gaze to the silvery owl that was perched on the back of one of the chairs, staring at him intently. The boy bowed to the regal owl before raising one hand up to gesture to the large black raven on his shoulder.
"Ruaera, this is Kestrel, my familiar, and as Miss Coeur said, I am one of her Housemates. A pleasure to meet you." The midnight black bird let out a soft caw before fluffing its wings. This wasn't his territory, so Kestrel didn't mind these other birds being there. He turned one eye down to look at his human who had turned his gaze towards Coeur.
Archades watched as Coeur approached a box on the table cautiously, a hesitant look on her face. The young man pulled out his wand and tightened his grip on it - there was one spell that his mother had been able to teach him already, and the way that the young girl was acting she hadn't expected a box. The redhead wasn't going to let her get hurt just because no one was watching out for her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:22 pm
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First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Aloof
Love Interest: --none--
Location: __Raveclaw Commons__
Mood: __Tired__
Thoughts: __~~~__
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~*~*~*~*
A gut feeling was telling Cœur that Archie would not let go of the fact that it was bothering her. She hated to hurt other people, but if she did share her secrets, perhaps he would be hurt even more. That was simply not an option. Quickly glancing back over her shoulder, she saw the other Ravenclaw watching her with a frown, his wand in a ready position. She was startled by her owl flapping her wings, to land near Kestrel. She turned back to the box. What was in this thing?
Just by touching the box, the contents of the container were revealed to her. Thankfully, there was nothing dangerous in there at least, and she knew the package must have been from her family. As she was about to open it, a strange bird flew off into the night from her peripheral vision. She looked confusedly at the window. Whose bird was that?
"Umm...you don't have to stay here with me if you have other things to do...not that...um, nevermind..." Instinct told her to run, yet her heart told her to remain in place.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:37 pm
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Archades "Archie" Montague
Firstie - Ravenclaw House
Archades was watching as Coeur started to close up even more, only to open her eyes in startlement. What she was startled at, he found out a moment later when her owl landed on his other shoulder. For a second he stood there, then Kestrel cawed loudly in his ear and tilted himself forward. The raven let out a cawing laugh as Archie fell forwards to the ground, then hopped up onto the boy's back. He perched there, still letting out that cawing laugh.
When Coeur spoke to him, Archie lifted one hand up in a 'thumbs-up' gesture and spoke, those his words were heavily muffled.
"No, I'm good, I've got nothing going on for teh night...though if you could get this clown off my back I'd be even better." He heard the worry in her voice - she was definitely worried about something, and there was no way he'd let her just trick him to leave.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 9:20 pm
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First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Sensitive
Love Interest: --none--
Location: __Ravenclaw Commons __
Mood: __Tired__
Thoughts: __Kestrel? What are you doing?__
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~*GOING TO SLEEP*~*~*
Her hand was tingling. Perhaps it was because she was coming down with a cold, but she didn't think so. The sensation was odd...she had never experienced anything like it. That was when Kestrel sat on her shoulders, spreading his wings out.
As it was a signal, all of the other birds flew off except for Rueara, who just stayed where she was. The mixture of emotions was nearly choking her. She wandered to the table with the mysterious parcel. Who was it from? The script on the smooth paper wasn't familiar at all, but its fluidness and elegance reminded her of her own handwriting.
She brought her hand over it, but hesitated. Somehow, it didn't feel right, receiving gifts at such an odd time, but she proceeded to open the package gingerly. I hope he doesn't think I'm ignoring him...
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 4:58 pm
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First Year, Ravenclaw | Current Status: Curious
Love Interest: --none--
Location: __Ravenclaw Commons__
Mood: __Tired__
Thoughts: __Who gave me this? Why me? For what reason?__
Omnomnom Oreo Cookies: *~*~*The message: Use them well, may we meet in the future.*~*~*
She was about to open the package when she felt movement close by. She knew it was Archie, but why was he moving slash still watching her? "Something wrong?" she asked quietly. For some reason, she felt lightheaded, but still proceeded to undo the box's fastening. She didn't wait for the boy's response, but when she finally opening the parcel, she nearly fainted.
Cœur was absolutely puzzled. Why was she chosen to receive it? Picking up a small note from the box, she read the slip of parchment slowly, absorbing every word. It was unsigned, making her even more uneasy. She placed the message on the table, feeling even more queasy. It wasn't like she was special in any way.
She closed the box, sealing its contents from view. I'll bring it up to the girls' dorms later.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 5:45 pm
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