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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 1:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 3:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 11:16 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 1:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 1:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 2:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 9:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 10:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 9:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 8:16 am
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Yia looked up at the third year hufflepuff. The same year as his older brother and he smiled his mischevious smile as he stuck his tongue out at her, "We don't look TOO much alike, however, we caaaaan." He said cutely as he changed the bright red hair into dark blonde, and changing his face to look exactly like Woil's.
Woil just smiled and rolled his eyes at his brother. He shook the girl's hand, "Hi, I'm Woil, and Mr. troublemaker over there is my younger brother Yia." He said gently. His mind was still mulling over what happened over the ball. Something he'd not be willing to talk to this girl about. He needed more friends, perhaps her? No! Now's not the time to be thinking that! Roi is getting stronger with each passing minute! I need to find Allen... He thought, but he didn't act on it so he just looked out the window again. Staring out at the many people getting on the train, he smiled. For once he had his own actions and his own thoughts again... He could barely remember the last time things were like this.
"Hey daydreamer! Wake up!" He called out to his older brother, who could only smile and shake his head at the boy.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 11:16 am
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pre-third 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 white haired boy hauled himself up the iron stairs of the train, leading into the hallway of compartments. His luggage safely stowed below his feet in the expansive hallow cavity of storage, only his owl in its cage occupy his hands. He had seen a few familiar faces and backs-of-heads on his slow, winding way to the scarlet engine, but struck no conversation with any. The only person he wanted to speak to seemed occupied by both staring with a longing in her eyes at two other recognizable figures, and speaking ton Ronyo Storm. If Allen had not informally met Storm two years prior and watched him in class ever since then, he would have felt much stronger about the situation than just some friendly disappointment. One thing he had seen was a lack of Woil Noinnei. The pleasure this served him had caused an uncontrolled grin. his apparent lack of attendance as well as the searching William Nott served to fuel the hope that the boy did as Allen had expected and hoped. His mind felt at ease as he clambered onto the train, looking through compartments to find a completely empty one. Poe hooted at his side, ruffling his feathers as Allen placed a gloved hand on the knob of one pair of sliding doors, opening them to enter. ¦¦
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