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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 4:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:35 pm
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❁ ℭosette 𝔄urelie 𝔓rewitt ❁ ☾ Member of Slytherin ☽
You shadow of forgotten dreams
You come to take away
My hope on your b l a c k wings...
Cosette sat at the Slytherin table for the final banquet, pondering. This was the same place that, at the beginning of the year, Iolanthe (the doll) had been covered in ash... And she still hadn't gotten back at Daemon for that. Not that she'd forgotten, mind you. She'd get her revenge eventually... Subconsiously, her hands clenched tighter around the china doll she held, a pretty girl with black hair dressed in a green gown. Green for Slytherin...
Cosette looked up as the headmistress began to speak, her heart pounding. She frowned slightly at the points awarded to the Gryffindors--what about Daemon's efforts after his mother had passed away? Didn't that count for anything?--but her irritation quickly vanished as it was announced that they had won! She smiled widely, the largest smile she'd worn all year, and clapped along with her house-mates. 'Ha,' she thought smugly, looking over at the other tables, 'We win!'
Not the most mature reaction, perhaps, but then Cosette was only eleven...
((HA! This time I beat all of you, and got the first post! Take that, people who left me behind at the Starting Feast! /Is smug/))
Come and come to me, R a v e n h e a r t
Messenger of e v i l
Come to me. What's the news?
Here I'm still left l o n e l y...
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 4:18 pm
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 9:20 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 4:28 pm
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:33 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 12:47 pm
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❁ ℭosette 𝔄urelie 𝔓rewitt ❁ ☾ Member of Slytherin ☽
You shadow of forgotten dreams
You come to take away
My hope on your b l a c k wings...
Cosette entered the Great Hall and walked over to the Slytherin table, looking for her friends, when she saw them, she smiled and approached. She noticed the boy who had spoken before, and made a note to find out who he was. "Bonjour, mes amis!" she said as she sat next to Daemon, across from Charon. As she placed her two dolls on the table, she turned to him and said, "Before the conversation moves forward at all, I would like it to be noted that if anything similar to last year's fiasco happens tonight, I will end your life on the spot. Now that we've settled that..." she turned back to the rest, "It's nice to see you all again, how are you all doing? How were your summers?"
((All French is from Googletranslate, so if any of you actually speak the language, I apologize for how terrible my use of it probably was.))
Come and come to me, R a v e n h e a r t
Messenger of e v i l
Come to me. What's the news?
Here I'm still left l o n e l y...
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 1:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:47 pm
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Murasaki Hizawa - 1st Year Slytherin"Will you die for the ones you love? Will you kill for them?"_________________
The hat had declared "Slytherin," a choice that he perfectly understood. He didn't really have the loyalty for Hufflepuff, too little wit for Ravenclaw, and certainly too cautious for Gryffindor. All he knew really was to survive, and he would continue to survive regardless of the situation. With a calm that hid the nervousness underneath, he walked towards the table, blue eyes slowly taking into the people of the table.
Many on the table had a strange elegance to them as though years of etiquette had been forced upon them. At least, it seemed like it to him. Other than one person, this group didn't really seem too boisterous. Almost automatically, he felt like mimicking them, observing the very actions of his fellow housemates.
Slowly sitting down onto a seat after the green-eyed girl, Mura bowed his head slightly to the two first years in front of him before he turned his head to observe the sorting.
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