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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 4:22 pm
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I tried to be p.e.r.f.e.c.t
But nothing was worth it
I don't believe it makes me real
I thought it'd be easy
But no one believes me
I meant all the things I said This place is so empty
My thoughts are so tempting
I don't know how it got so bad
Sometimes it's so crazy
But nothing can save me
But it's the only thing that I have
π―ominic πΈontague
ππ©πΆπ±π₯π’π―iπ« ππ²π―π’ππ©π¬π¬π‘
Sixth Year Vice-Captain, Beater
He was stunned into silence, bright, wide and inquisitive eyes stared up at the familiar face of the portrait as it paced back and forth like a caged lion. Its biting stare made him choke down a gulp as his attention was stolen by the real Marina, the actual fiery hair that he knew and had come to get used too. She cast the silencing charm around them, making it impossible for others to eavesdrop, which piqued his curiosity (and fear) all the more. His lips parted to speak as he tore his eyes away to meet hers, but he stuttered and found he had nothing to say, and instead listened to her hurried explanation. βWait, what? Are you bloody serious?β He blinked, shaking his head to try and quell the accusations forming in his mind. But when he found the death of a stern stare boring into him, he couldnβt believe what he was hearing.
βAccio blanket,β he summoned once he pulled his wand out of his robe pocket. Dominic snatched his green Slytherin bed sheet up with both hands and jumped to try and cover the portrait around both angles of the frame, and each time, his fingers unknowingly knicked a small silver plaque at the top backside of the frame where words were hidden behind. He jumped several times too, just to make sure he got it up alright before he turned back to them with a paled complexion. βYou need to get this out of here then, unless you want a professor to catch onβ¦β Dom paused to stop and stare at Damien. βWell come on then mate, youβre the brains here.β He waited expectantly, hoping for an obvious solution to this wretched problem. There was no sense in trying to think of who or what caused this, if just looking at it made Marina want to break down and cry, or worse, kill. And with a first year hidden in the corner reading her book, it wouldnβt do to let the poor ickle firstie suffer the blunt of her wrath just because of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
βββββββββββββββββββββHeight: 5β7β β£ Weight: 163lbs β£ Age: 16Slytherin Common RoomWith Damien and Marina βββββββββββββββββββββ
I tried to be perfect it just wasn't worth itβ¦............ ............. ................... ...................... .................................... ........... ........
Nothing could ever be so wrongβ¦............... ................... ..............
It's hard to believe me, it never gets easy
β¦...................... ................................... ................ ...............................I guess I knew that all along ............β¦That Iβm better off on my own
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 10:23 pm
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 Damien is...spacespacespacespaceCURRENTLY // Looking Studious in the Common Roomspace
CURRENTLY // single // fancying // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marina and Dominicspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Outraged, protectivespacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'What the bloody hell...' spacespacβ³ β³ β³ For my entire life I never knew what love was like,
But now I've felt it's touch, and it's far too much for me to hold inside. β³ β³ β³βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
Damien kept his face impassive as the portrait mocked him. Marina was already upset, Dominic was confused, and there was no need for him to blow up as well. Especially not with the first year in the Common Room. Damien thought about ordering the child to her dorm, but Marina's spell would prevent his words from being heard unless he went to her, and he didn't care to do so. He was glad that Marina was at least calmed down... or as calmed down as he could expect. Still, she was visibly shaken, which Damien hated to see. While she spoke to Dominic, he tried to think of something, anything to do to help. He heard Dominic's comment, almost a plea to find some solution... and dammit, he was trying! He wasn't sure how he'd earned the title of 'brain' but apparently it was his. Hopefully he could do something.
In his mind, he ran down the list of spells Marina had tried, and tried to think of anything that would help, some clue as to who could be behind it. The latter turned up nothing, but there was at least something he thought he could try for the former. He pulled his wand from his sleeve and brandished it at the painting, hoping to Merlin that at least this would work, that the culprit's arrogance would show through in this one detail... "Finite incantatem!" With that, the portrait crashed to the floor, falling forward on it's face. He smiled weakly. Bloody brilliant. It seemed unharmed, so it'd been charmed to remain intact, but... at least it was down, right? He glanced at Marina and Dominic. "Got any ideas on where we can put it in the meantime? Preferably somewhere the culprit won't find it, so they can't stick it back up with a more effective charm?" Damien hadn't the foggiest idea where the damned thing could go. He tried to think of one, but couldn't.
His eyes trailed down to the portrait back, and his eyes narrowed... S.S. ... Something about the initials seemed familiar. At first, he wrote it off as a silly thought. After all, his house founder's initials were S.S. But... there was something more... the very font looked familiar. He could've sworn he'd seen that exact design somewhere else... but where? He glanced at Dom. "Hey, mate... this look familiar to you?" He wasn't sure why, but for some reason, that brief niggling of memory was associated with Dominic. Maybe his friend would recognize the insignia, then?
βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
β³ β³ β³ Feels like I'm on top of the universe, on a shooting star
Well, life feels so wonderful and every thing is by far so spectacular. β³ β³ β³
 (( OOC: ))...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 7:20 pm
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I can see, when you stay low nothing happens
Does it feel right?
Late at night, things I thought I put behind me
Haunt my mind I just know there's no escape
Once it sets its eyes on you
But I won't run, I have to stare it in the eyes
Stand my ground, I won't give in
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD SLYTHERIN
SIXTH YEAR PREFECT
Though this might just be the ending: Horrified | Of the life I held so dear: Oh my god... | I won't run: Damien, Dominic, and First Years | There's no turning back from here: Slytherin Common Room
Marina glanced at Damien as well, hoping eh would have a solution- he always did.And he did. Her mouth dropped open at the simplicity if this. "You've got to be kidding me," she muttered. "That's all it takes?!" She rose from the chair she was sitting in, staring at the toppled portrait. He was right, though, they needed somewhere to put it... She screwed her eyes shut for a moment, trying to think. "You know," she said finally, "I've heard of this room, a hidden, secret room, where you put things. Things you want to hide. But it only appears when you really need it." She had no idea where the room might be located, though. She was distracted by what her boyfriend was looking at. Her eyes widened. "SS.." She turned to stare at Dominic. "You've seen this before?!"
A hero is one who knows how to hang on just one minute longer
No more denying, I've got to face it
Won't close my eyes and hide the truth inside
If I don't make it, someone else will
Stand my ground It's all around, getting stronger
Coming closer, into my world
I can feel that it's time for me to face it
Can I take it?
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 12:23 am
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 4:03 pm
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I tried to be p.e.r.f.e.c.t
But nothing was worth it
I don't believe it makes me real
I thought it'd be easy
But no one believes me
I meant all the things I said This place is so empty
My thoughts are so tempting
I don't know how it got so bad
Sometimes it's so crazy
But nothing can save me
But it's the only thing that I have
π―ominic πΈontague
ππ©πΆπ±π₯π’π―iπ« ππ²π―π’ππ©π¬π¬π‘
Sixth Year Vice-Captain, Beater
Dominic blinked, taken aback abruptly as the portrait fell down with a thud at the sound of a dull command. It fell face first with a bit of a whoosh and was carefully swept up with impatient hands by Damien. Dom had taken a step back once it fell, and he hadnβt realized it until now, when he straightened his posture and cleared his throat. He felt a lump burying deep in there, but he didnβt know why. Lines of stress creased at his brows as he watched the verbal altercation lash from one serpent to the next, until all eyes were on him and he was shifting his weight about from one foot to the next while he tried to fully understand the situation. βUhm, well, IβI, yeah, I thinkβ¦β He scratched at the back of his head.
He could feel the impending stare of Marina boiling into his flesh, and he bit back a defensive, albeit, snide remark aboutβwellβhe didnβt know quite about what yet! But it he would have started talking, he probably would have thought of something! Probably!
βHold on to your knickers, Marina, damn, let me thinkβ¦β Or, probably just sound like a stupid git, like that. He tried to bite back the incredulous thoughts forming in his mind as he moved closer, crystal eyes roving the engraved print carefully. βOh yeah, my daβ always hated him, thatβs Nottβs shop in Knockturnβ¦ Remington, I think his name. My daβ always said he was the slimiest snake heβd ever seenβ¦. Thatβs the initials and font that the shop uses to trademark its artifacts, to certify itβs βauthenticityβ or whatever the bloominβ hellβ¦. The Spiny Serpent, I think, is the name of the shop.
βWhy? Where else have you seen this?β Because from the looks on their faces, Dominic could judge theyβd never step foot in the shop before. Damien might have, but he doubted that Wesley would have ever gone in there (especially with Damien,) even when they were still in their arrogant, purist ways.
βββββββββββββββββββββHeight: 5β7β β£ Weight: 163lbs β£ Age: 16Slytherin Common RoomWith Damien and Marina βββββββββββββββββββββ
I tried to be perfect it just wasn't worth itβ¦............ ............. ................... ...................... .................................... ........... ........
Nothing could ever be so wrongβ¦............... ................... ..............
It's hard to believe me, it never gets easy
β¦...................... ................................... ................ ...............................I guess I knew that all along ............β¦That Iβm better off on my own
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 5:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:53 pm
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Damien is...spacespacespacespaceCURRENTLY // Looking Studious in the Common Roomspace
CURRENTLY // single // fancying // loving Marina Aldredspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // Marina and Dominicspacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Outraged, protectivespacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'What the bloody hell...' spacespacβ³ β³ β³ For my entire life I never knew what love was like,
But now I've felt it's touch, and it's far too much for me to hold inside. β³ β³ β³βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
Damien frowned when Marina started muttering to herself after he got the painting down. When she came to stand beside him, he put his arm around her waist, pulling her in and kissing her cheek. "All I did was get it down. I didn't shut it up. I'm sure if we turn it over, we'll hear it going on and on." Damien sighed at that. Actually, he was pretty sure he could hear it's muffled voice going on even with it face down on the floor. He rolled his eyes at it, wishing he could just burn the damn thing. It'd certainly be a simple solution... far simpler than looking for some secret hidden room that only appeared when you needed it. How did a room judge how badly a person needed it, anyway? He had, of course, heard of this room before. Most students had, especially if they had magical parents. But he didn't know of a single person who'd actually eve found or used it. "Do you have any idea where to find the room?" It was all he could do to keep from sounding sarcastic. Luckily, his voice sounded sincere... or he hoped it did. Marina knew him better than anyone, so she might just hear that tiny undercurrent. He didn't mean to be sarcastic, he really didn't, and it was a great idea... except that they had absolutely no idea how to find the damned room, and who knew how long it would take without some clue? He pinched his brow, eyes shut, willing that damned muttering from the overturned frame to just. Shut. Up.
When Marina jumped on Dom about the initials, he blinked. His hand twitched when his best friend told his girlfriend to 'hold onto her knickers,' like he would reach out and slap him upside the head for saying something so stupid. This entire situation had his patience worn thin. Dominic identified the symbol, but his identification didn't help. Damien had never been to the shop in question, or even to Knockturn Alley, at least not in a very, very long time. He recalled his mother taking him there once, long ago, when he was very small... but not since then. And they'd only gone to Borgin and Burkes, which was one of the first shops in the Alley. The chances of him having seen that logo, and remembering it, were slim to none. He sighed, shaking his head. "I've got no idea. I just know I've seen it... and for some reason you're connected to when I saw it. It's why I asked if you recognized it." His brow knit in confusion. He had no idea why he thought it looked familiar, but apparently he'd been right, because Dom recognized it. He supposed the details probably weren't that important, though... right?
βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
β³ β³ β³ Feels like I'm on top of the universe, on a shooting star
Well, life feels so wonderful and every thing is by far so spectacular. β³ β³ β³
(( OOC: ))...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 4:39 pm
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I can see, when you stay low nothing happens
Does it feel right?
Late at night, things I thought I put behind me
Haunt my mind I just know there's no escape
Once it sets its eyes on you
But I won't run, I have to stare it in the eyes
Stand my ground, I won't give in
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED
PROUD HALFBLOOD SLYTHERIN
SIXTH YEAR PREFECT
Though this might just be the ending: Horrified | Of the life I held so dear: Oh my god... | I won't run: Damien, Dominic, and First Years | There's no turning back from here: Slytherin Common Room
Marina made a outraged noise at being told to hold onto her knickers by the boy who always seemed to have his- No, not getting into a petty argument right now, there were was a much more important matter at hand...like what to do with this damn portrait. And then Dominic mentioned the surname Nott and Knockturn Alley and her attention was diverted. "Nott?" she repeated. "Like...that creepy bloke Michelle was always lurking around with... What was his name...Tay? Is this Remington his dad or something?" She shuddered. "Either way...looks like I'm paying a visit to Knockturn come summer." she muttered. "The Spiny Serpent...I'll remember that. So they must have bought the frame there, then." A look of determination came over her face, which flickered into brief annoyance because Damien sounded like he was teetering precariously on the edge of being sarcastic. "No." she said as calmly as possible. "I haven't got the slightest clue. Maybe it's just a rumor. But I think I know a way to get this out of sight..and make it easy to retrieve." Thank you, Transfiguration. "Evanesco!" she said calmly, pointing her wand at the portrait. It vanished into thin air, and she put her wand away, looking almost smug. "She can rant all she wants in wherever she's gone. I should be able to easily summon the portrait back when it's needed." She looked to Damien and Dominic. "Right. Well, that's settled. For now." The redhead suddenly felt so very, very tired. She tightened her grip on the chair she'd been sitting in, afraid she might just nod off to sleep right now. She just wanted the day to be over.
A hero is one who knows how to hang on just one minute longer
No more denying, I've got to face it
Won't close my eyes and hide the truth inside
If I don't make it, someone else will
Stand my ground It's all around, getting stronger
Coming closer, into my world
I can feel that it's time for me to face it
Can I take it?
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 6:52 am
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 8:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 8:41 pm
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  βFirst YearβSlytherinβHalf-BloodβReserve BeaterβWearingβ Josh kept grumbling in the chair, bored out of his mind, until he heard someone speak his name. Grey-blue eyes looked up, just in time to see a girl with a very rainbow hairdo. She said he was going to laugh, and he did. He laughed hard, harder than he had in years. In fact, ha laughed and pointed and made such a fuss, he tipped backward and flopped in the floor. Even the momentary breathlessness didn't cease the laughter. "You... look... sooooo.... stupid!" He simply couldn't stop laughing! Every time he slowed, he'd look up and see her hair, and it would all burst out again. Merlin, it felt weird to laugh. {OoC: Scene start: after the Gryffindor/Hufflepuff game} |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 8:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 10:20 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 10:52 pm
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