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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 3:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 8:01 pm
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The third Alice was a young girl, a beautiful figure in Wonderland.
Deceiving countless people, she created a strange country.
That Alice was the country's queen, Possessed by a warped dream.
Fearing her decaying body, she ruled from the summit of the country. ❤ Cosette Aurelie Prewitt ❤
▹ ► ▻ Fifth Year Slytherin ◃ ◄ ◅
♕ Cosette jumped when she heard a deep male voice on her left, and turned to look, eyes wide and startled as, for a moment, her mask slipped. "Who--?" she began warily, before narrowing her eyes. The speaker was a dark-haired man with green eyes and a regal bearing. Yet, there seemed to be something familiar about him, though. He wore Slytherin colors, which helped narrow down the possibilities. Cosette was fairly sure that she hadn't been on a first name basis with any upperclassmen, so they were out, as were the boys of the year below her, so he had to be in her year... "...Dante?" she asked cautiously. "Is that you?" Yes, it did seem to be.
♕ Well, there went her chance to prepare herself. Cosette was about to say something, when another male voice from her other side drawled, "Well, I'll be damned if I'm not losing my mind. Cosette, you're back."
♕ Out of habit, she turned and snapped, "Don't curse, it's vulgar," before she processed the rest of the statement and who was speaking. Her eyes widened when she finally did: the young man standing before her could be none other than Charon Gaunt, another of her two friends from Second Year. Seeing them both now, she was once more swamped with anxiety and slight fear. It was only visible for a moment, however, before she returned to the mask that had long ago become a habit to wear. "Charon! Well, well, well...forgive me for saying something so unoriginal and obvious, but...you two have certainly grown since we last met."
♕ She said this with a smile, as she looked up at them. When they had last met, they had been about the same height, but now both boys towered several inches above her. Not that Cosette hadn't changed as well. At fifteen years of age, she had grown into a pretty young woman. Her time in Egypt had robbed her somewhat of her china-white skin, though she was still pale, and her slender frame was quite clearly female. She had a more queenly aura than ever, though something about her seemed distant. Her hair was once more braided, as it had often been back then, with green and silver ribbons. Around one slim wrist was a bracelet given to her for Christmas a few years before that Charon would probably recognize, and, as ever, she was holding a china doll--some things never changed. In her years away, her mother had groomed her into the perfect young lady, giving her polite mask even more strength and teaching her better than ever to hide herself. She did so now, smiling shyly once more, as she repeated, "Yes, I'm back." After a moment, she asked, "How are you two? How have things been?" Finally noticing the extremely tall white-haired boy standing with Dante, she curtsied, and said to him, "Ah, forgive my rudeness...I'm afraid I don't recall your name..." A faint blush colored her cheeks at her rudeness, as she tried to remember. Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw...who had she known from Ravenclaw?
((Not my best post, I'm sorry. I'm a bit sidetracked, but I wanted to get this up as quick as I could...))
The weight of the world, this burden on your shoulders
Demons of the past, will they ever disappear?
Memories of withered dreams, illusions torn and gone Remaining scars no one can see?
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 8:45 pm
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Kaera grinned when she heard her cousin behind her. "You know I try," she winked playfully, nudging Ryn back. She bit her lip when her cousin joined Tyler, kissing him and linking hands. Being around relationships, especially one like Ryn and Tyler's, was still hard for the teal-headed girl. She was over him. That was for sure. She had finally been able to convince herself that she didn't need him, and that he wasn't worth fretting over. He hurt her, and he didn't deserve her missing him. She had managed to not think about him much over the summer, though Ryn had made sure to keep her occupied with other things. And Danielle, had sure kept other things on her mind with her constant questions about Hogwarts and Kaera's times there. She was finally free.
She smiled at Tyler, brushing a strand of her teal locks behind her ear. "Definitely. Let's go!" She started towards the carriages, looking forward to a year of peace and growth that she hadn't gotten since Nott had left without a word.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 8:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 11:34 pm
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Indala wrestled with her bag as the compartment door slammed close on her left foot. "Ouch!" she growled, making a sad face to her reflection in the window. Finally pulling her bag free from under the bench, she swung it over her shoulder and stood, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. Sliding the compartment door open, she walked peacefully down the aisle toward an exit from the train. "Hm, I wonder where Will ran off to..."
Excitement seized her as she jumped down the stairs and off the train, landing on the station platform. Smiling, she looked around for anyone that she might know. Apparently, she had spent more time than she had thought trying to free her bag, as most of the students had already departed the platform for their appropriate vehicles. Shrugging, she continued looking for Will and started toward the carriages.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 11:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 4:31 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 9:12 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:11 am
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ℛαṽℯηḉʟαẘ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ☁ ❂ ☁ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ℉ḯḟ☂ℌ ẎℯαяPʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ↬∴∵∵∴∵∴∵∴∵ ◜“¤”◝∵∴∵∴∵∴∵∴ ↫The clatter of moving feet and chatter woke Matilda from her far more pleasant dreams. She was back, though in truth it felt like she had never been there at all last year. It wasn't for a lack of entertainment last year. Simple a lack of good entertainment.
The wonder of a new year is that you get the same drama all over again, she thought dryly as she stretched and pulled her uniform into somewhat descent shape. Madeline had clearly left the cabin and while she knew she had to leave. Part of her didn't want to, the majority though was reasonable so she pulled herself together and prepared to brace the crowd.
It wasn't in till she had left the train that she realized how little of a crowd she had to brace for. Sure, there were the normal hanger on and stragglers. Yet most were moving off towards the carriages. Scanning the crowd Matilda felt a touch of tension run through her, but she quelled with a deep breath of evening air. Then she stepped into the crowd and sought out her sister with a calm and sensible mind, at least that what she reminded herself she had to do.↪∴∵∵∴∵∴∵∴∵ ╰“ ѺѺℭ ”╯∵∴∵∴∵∴∵∴ ↩Mᴏᴏᴅ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ☁ ❂ ☁ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ ≡ Oᴜᴛғɪᴛ
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:44 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:30 pm
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• MAGIC IS MY STRENGTH • POWER IS MY WEAKNESS •A firm smile touched Bailey's lips as Cyrus came hurdling into the conversation, quite literally... It made her happy to see how excited the two boys were around each other, not to mention how much more confidence Cyrus seemed to have gained over the summer. "Carriages, it is." She chimed, her feet beginning to lead them towards the flow of older students making their way up to her favorite mode of transportation, other than a broomstick, of course...
Her smile spreading, and fingers still interlocked with his, Bailey nodded her approval of Nevin's plan. "That would be lovely. Perhaps next weekend? Gladrags tends to get pretty busy during the weekend, so I'll send Pickwick to let them know we'll be coming. Actually...I think I'll make you a surprise...if you don't mind, that is." The last part was a question, but she was nearly positive of the answer, and let her attention begin to move towards the castle, and the enchanting feast they would be attending momentarily.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 2:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 3:23 pm
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