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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 9:38 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 10:46 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 4:22 pm
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fourth year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.” – Leonard Bernstein “Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.” – Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ¦¦Ears clad in the silver-white hair that was threatening to look gruff and unruly unless a much-needed haircut were to be had soon, had listened intently to the sudden ripple in all four tables of Houses. The reaction to the one student's sudden rigid behaviour did little to add to his already fierce focus on the back of her head from his shaded position under the glowing lights of his late arrival. Dark eyes narrowed and glared with an intensity for not the girl but the message he could hear even from his distance as the news of it cast like wind to each corner of the hall. Little mental effort was needed to think and play with the words he hoped were genuine; a message was clear. The suspect, not as such. He took a tentative step from his hiding place with the queue of picked up speech and receding surprise allowing him to come to his House Table more than a little bit unnoticed. Dark eyes still holding thoughts in them as he mauled over the words as well as the event of the prophecy. Approaching the benches of clad iron and honey yellow, he heard the sharp speak of what had momentarily occurred. The boy's gaze did little to soften or intensify until they touched the form of Jane Doyle. In that instant they widened with complete surprise. Disbelieve and warm shock radiating from his gaze as he suddenly became aware of nothing but her. She had changed, grown, blossomed. Allen did not realize his approaching proximity to the table until his knees bumped the worn edge of a bench. He tripped in his action and gasped quietly in return to abrupt reality. Aware, then, of how clammy and nervously fidgety his hands were; for once thankful for the fabric that covered the sin there for also absorbing his nervous bodily reaction. That bump of wood on his bony knee had been enough to catch the attention of a few surrounding his landing; he offered them all a met glance but said nothing. Until he saw Jane looking at him. Then his face broke into the largest grin it had ever harboured. ¦¦
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 4:45 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 4:49 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:14 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:31 pm
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fourth year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.” – Leonard Bernstein “Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.” – Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ¦¦The smile in his eyes faltered, falling from shining dark irises but his lips never twitching from their kindly position. "Oh?" he breathed, tone tight as various thoughts and expressed words were pushed back with great restraint and willpower. Thoughts cascading down towards his opinions of her friends and how he had more than once bitterly glared at the back of their heads when they walked in their trio leaving Jane Merlin knows where. Abandoning her form events and collection and outings and information that, to Allen, seemed the bricks of what he would call a friendship. Unfortunately he never saw the beautiful, charming girl with others outside the other three and he wondered if she did have any others to call friends. It was an unthinkable crime that her currently labeled ones did not go out on a limb to see to her, but an even greater one that no one saw the darling girl and sweet sense he saw. That no one reached out to try to claim her. His lips had pressed down hard in a grim line the beat after his voice caught the air, and they they opened once more to speak again. "Not very friendly if you ask me." He forced a perfectly concealed laugh with a generous touch of sarcasm to tell her he was joking and smiling again. Even with dark thoughts just below the surface. At he next prompt, his physically smile finally faltered. Mouth barely ajar as it let all the life breath free with widening, stunned eyes. He cast his gaze down suddenly after the hesitation and skip, muttering suddenly, "Oh, no, its fine, really. I kept myself busy." Memories coming back all too freshly of the nights he would sometimes spend awake by candlelight staring further and further past the clouds and stars hoping desperately for any sign of message from her. Any prompt after her last; I am sorry Allen, next time. He swallowed thickly placing the thoughts that always made his bones feel weak just as roughly back as the previous thoughts and outbursts. He rose his gaze once more - apologetic light touching them as he met her soft eyes - and smiled sheepishly. "It was bearable, can't say I didn't miss you though. Summer is never really my speciality...." he allowed the thought to hang, a grip in his chest tightening suddenly that had nothing to do with being by her. A vice that told him he had relieved something and he momentarily regretted it before offering a flashed smile and straightening up, tucking into the food his had piled. ¦¦
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:38 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 5:57 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 6:03 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 6:22 pm
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fourth year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.” – Leonard Bernstein “Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.” – Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ¦¦Allen mouth had watered more than he had realized at just the wafting smells of the food around and in front of him. He had piled his plate with little notice of what he was choosing; he had never been a picky eater and was now even less so with certain circumstances. Eyes didn't fully connect with his brain as he chose things at random in varying quantities. Before he realized he was very near drooling, his plate was also piled. Steamed vegetables and a helping of chips, sauces drowning his savoury beef and crispy skin of chicken glistening next to the boiled seafood. Hands eagerly and on their accord reached for his utensils as he immediately began tucking in. Eyes now fixated on his loaded meal as his stomach demanded it but ears open as he awaited Jane's next prompt. Soon, even that sense closed off at the sensation of food finally hitting his stomach. Sighing with deep happiness, he devoured it even quicker. On the second slice of cornbread, he suddenly realized there was only one patch of silence in the entirety of the feasting Great Hall and it was placed right before him. His dark eyes shot up towards her and a dark brow rose into the hairline of completely contrasting white hair. "U'right?" he mumbled, attempting to keep his bursting mouth closed as modestly as possible as well as mumbling the question coherently. Swallowing thickly he attempted again, eyes set completely on her as was every focus. "Jane?" he tried in whisper, seeing her gaze was no longer on his reality-bound form. "Everything all right?" All the darker thoughts he was repressing he could now see reflected in her eyes. The wash of festering concern suddenly put his appetite in a complete other plane of thought. ¦¦
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 6:40 pm
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╔══════════════╗ Katrina Varren First Year Hufflepuff ╚══════════════╝
Where am I? In the Great Hall What am I doing? Feasting. What am I thinking? I want to eat it all.
As soon as the food showed up, Kat's stomach rumbled loudly and she dived into it, selected a large portion of mashed potatoes, vegetables and chicken. She eat heartily, as if she hadn't eaten all day, which was the truth actually. Her mother forgot to feed her this morning before taking her to King's Cross. Kat had shrugged at the thought and figured her mother would give her money for the trolley, which she hadn't. Now, Kat was eating a feast that blew her mother's cooking out of the water. Before her father had gotten arrested and most of the family's wealth had disappeared, they had a cook who used to prepare amazing meals. But after Aldanis Varren went to Azkaban, their cook had left and Kat had to deal with her mother's cooking. Well, no more, she thought to herself and shoved some more mashed taters onto her plate.
Out of Character ...
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 10:17 pm
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Hufflepuff|1st year|Muggle-Born|Single
Why must I be judged upon the purity of my blood?
Steele returned to his seat, averting his attention from the recent occurences and finding one common place that all of his friends shared...and that was food of course. As the food appeared on the tables, Steele smiled. He watched as Ariana dug in, then even Katrina. The two little girls had huge appetites, even on that is larger than his. He then looked down at the food, not really knowing what to eat first. He wasn't quite a fan of mashed potatoes, but he particularly enjoyed turkey and ham. He started to eat, but not quite as hastily as Kat, or Ariana, for he was not too, too hungry. He laughed at the two girl's rapid eating.
"Well...I can tell you two had quite the appetite," he joked, looking at the two of them. He was really glad to have them as friends, well...acquaintances as of now, but soon to be friends. He ate a spoonful of homemade macaroni and cheese, hoping that he could win over these two girls, for he needed friends immediately. Steele wasn't one who could learn magic alone. He was going to need help in the near future.
Will I ever be the same?
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 10:56 pm
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