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 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 5:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 9:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2012 9:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 5:33 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 9:55 pm
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Chase Henrick ~ Ravenclaw ::: First Year ~ 
As Chase dwelled deeper and deeper into the forest, he can't help but feel the eeriness. He thought the name "Eerie Forest" suited the place better. Why was it forbidden anyways? Perhaps it was the dark creates who lived among the thick flora who hunted ferociously. Chase wasn't sure what creatures lived in the forest, so he sped up his speed to quickly get out of the forest. But sadly, the more the walked, the farther away he was from civilization. Little did he know, he was getting more lost than ever.
The stars couldn't show him the way home because tonight, the stars were ignoring him. Neither the brightest star smiled at him, nor the Moon soothed his scarred mind. Chase didn't care that the school might be looking for him, because chances are, they wouldn't notice anyways. Nobody would notice him gone.
His poor physique didn't help him on his quest to get out of Hogwarts though. Before long, he became exhausted from the traveling he did. How many hours had he been walking? One, maybe two, no longer than three. He needed to get in better shape, that he realized. But who cared anyways.
Chase came to an abrupt stop as he almost walked into a gigantic branch, or maybe a gigantic root. He couldn't tell the difference. He looked around, though it seemed unlikely he could go around it. So Chase, in his weakened mental and physical state, decided to climb the root or branch.
The rough outer layer of the plant provided enough friction for Chase to grab on and climb over. He didn't feel the splinters in his hands, or the scratches on his exposed skin of his arms. He didn't feel any pain beside that of his heart and mind. He sat at the top of the branch and sighed. It didn't take him that long to climb it, but it seemed like an eternity. Every second stretched like it lasted for hours, and perhaps even days. Hogwarts seemed so far away now, so distant.
He sat on the root, slightly breathless and felt even worse than before. He was elevated high above the ground, yet he felt like he sunk a thousand feet below ground. The air suffocated him and the heat crisped him to charcoal. If he had looked before he jumped off the branch was that right below is a slight decremental slope covered in rocks.
In mid air, he panicked. Moments before he would land, he lost control of his legs for a split second. But that was enough to send his bad day to worse: He lost his balance and fell forward, sending him face-first into the rocks. Of course, he was fast enough to shield his head with his arms from the rocks. What else could he do? It was a human instinct after all.
He tumbled down the slope for a couple seconds, and that was all it took to changed Chase's life. In extreme pain and unable to walk, he kept his eyes closed and shuffled around until his back hit a tree. He leaned against the plant, which eased the pain from having to support his body. He grunted and clasped his hand on his right hip, which was now bleeding profusely from. He reluctantly opened his eyes to assess the damage.
At first, the colors were blurry, but slowly it became clear. At the base of the tiny slope, there was a blood trail that lead to the tree he was leaning against on. The trail seemed to have widened as his eyes darted from the rocks to where he was. He didn't know how many bones he broke, or how much blood he was losing per second. All he knew was that he was dying and in extreme pain.
His breath became increasingly heavy and Chase started to think. Was he going to die tonight? Will he die alone? He bit his lip as tears flowed down his cheek from the pain on his back, legs, and hip. Perhaps he even injured his head, because he could feel warm liquid dripping down his face. Or maybe he was just imagining things, in his last moment of insanity.
He looked up at the sky with much difficulty. The stars were obstructed by the trees, but he could see them so brightly, like miraculous beings in the sky. He saw the Moon, a graceful lady in pure white. They smiled and worried about him. The sky was dark, but yet, it had a shade of navy blue that reminded him of his mother's caress. The wind reminded him of the soft words she whispered when he was scared. He clenched his teeth, half from the physical pain, half from the emotional pain.
Why weren't these mirages so beautiful back at Hogwarts? Why hadn't he seen it sooner? Why now, when he was bleeding to death? Was fate this cruel? Thousands of questions flowed through Chase's mind as he tried to come to terms that tonight, he will die. But he didn't want to. No matter how much he wished it back at home, back at Hogwarts, now he wished the exact opposite: To live. As his breaths became heavier, he laughed. When his wish was finally granted, he wished he never made those wishes. "I..." he managed to speak. Hi chest hurt as he drew his breaths and courage to speak. "I don't..." he continued. He gave a disgruntled sob before making more effort to speak. "I don't want to die..." he cried.
"Somebody..." he sobbed. He didn't care about anything besides staying alive now. He just wanted to live to see another day, another full moon. He wanted to curl up next to his mother and cry his heart out. He just wanted to be happy, and he thought Death would give him that. "Somebody... Please..." he pleaded to no one.
Nobody would come save him though, because he abandoned everybody. Maybe Sam was right. He was just a selfish prat who deserved nothing, who took everything for granted. But he just wanted to interact with others. Because, like any social outcasts would know, being alone is worse than death itself.
He looked back to the branch and the rocks. A sense of gratitude swept over him as he hoped that he would realize this another way, where he didn't need to sacrifice the rest of his life for his mistake. He closed his eyes and he let a last tear flow, drip, and disappear into the soft soil of the Forbidden Forest.
((He's not dead. And there are many grammatical errors and minor typos I'm sure, so I'll apologize: I'm sorry. :C))
 "The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being.
His heart withers if it does not answer another heart.
His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration."
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 10:27 pm
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❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
HOGWARTS GRADUATE
￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
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Tamara was padding her ways towards the school, when a breeze blew past carrying a familiar scent. Blood. And human blood by the smell of it. Tamara's ears perked up and she listened for any sounds that might give away the source, but she could hear nothing. She glanced back at the school, then determined that discovering the source of the blood scent was a better use of her time. Breaking out into a run, she headed towards the source, stopping occasionally to smell the air. The scent of blood was getting stronger, so Tammy knew she was nearing its source. She struggled up onto a large root and the smell became intense. Her dog eyes, while black and white, were very keen and she spotted what looked to be a young boy, lying on the ground bleeding. She growled and glanced down at the ground. Growling loudly, she leapt down from the root and wandered out the other side of the tree, compressing her body to get through the thicket of thorns, which provided her easier access to the boy. However, the thorns torn at her fur and skin, leaving long red marks on her. Approaching the boy, she shifted into her human form and dropped to a knee beside him. The boy was paling since he had lost a lot of blood. Tamara knew she needed to stance the bleeding fast. Drawing out her wand from her tattered pocket, she quickly recited the incantation thrice, "Vulnera sanentur, vulnera sanentur, vulnera sanentur." As she did, the bleeding slowed, then stopped altogether, and finally the major wound closed itself. Without looking at the boy, she turned her wand and waved it over his leg, where she could see a broken bone. "Ferula," she said, then repeated the incantation over the boy's mangled hand. Braces and gauze wrapping extended themselves over the injured parts, bracing the damage. The spell also released a pain reliever, so the boy would not feel the injuries much longer. She assessed the other damage to the boy. He seemed delirious.Tammy wished she had brought her bag with her, wherein she has some essence of dittany, a small vial, and some pain reliever. The boy had some other gashes here and there, but none of them too life threatening. She performed a couple other simpler healing spells, but she'd need to get him to the school's nurse soon. "Okay kid, I'm gonna lift you now. Are you ready?" |
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 10:55 pm
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”Once an heir, now a leader. I only hope I can do as well as my father wanted...”
Ammar scrunched his nose, huffing a quick breath. He analyzed this centaur, looking the being up and down once more. Ammar came to his decision, lifting his head in acceptance.
"Serallius, newly born brother from the forest, join me and my herd," the older centaur nodded his head in finalization, then turned to face the wizard.
He galloped over to the boy, frustrated by his hesitation to go to safety. What wizard would willingly waltz into the forest, knowing the dangers that literally lurked around them. Ammar lost centaurs every day to the mysteries of this forest. The students at the school were told never to wander without supervision into the forest for that very reason.
"At this time, boy, you have no choice. We do not want any trouble from your kind searching our forest for you,"  |
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 11:39 am
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  Bailey had led the rest of the aurors to the forest's edge, and as they penetrated the darkness provided by the tree cover, she told them to "Move South from here. This column of the forest we're in is the most traveled," before suggesting that they, "keep the formation tight and keep watch on all sides." She immediately allowed Kit to take the lead, being so military inclined, and dropped to his right flank, though all of the aurors stuck close in tight cluster.
She nodded her understanding to Kit's advice, then added, "And don't forget to watch in the trees. Students always seem to think the branches make them invisible from professors, so let's not prove them right." Bailey spoke in a low, rushed whisper, her chocolate brown eyes never lingering in one place. |
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