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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 4:22 pm
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 5:30 pm
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 9:15 pm
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Damien Warren EdgeworthSlytherin // Fourth Year // Great Hall: Slytherin Table // WearingspaceCURRENTLY// single // crushing // lovingsspaceCURRENTLY FEELING // HappyspspaceCURRENTLY WITH // MarinaspaspaceCURRENTLY THINKING // 'That went... so much better than expected.'spacspace'I know you don't like how I feel, but please, try to remember,'═════════════════════════════════
Damien smiled when Marina let him know she'd be careful. It didn't relieve his worries entirely, but it did a lot to help. He was about to say something when Dom joined them, looking less than happy. When he slammed a balled up parchment into the table, Damien's eyebrows arched, his face concerned again, this time for his friend. "Dom, what's going on?" He hoped Marina didn't mind his pausing their conversation. Dom very rarely actually showed his emotions, especially so spectacularly. It was rather surprising, and made it obvious to Damien that something was exceptionally wrong.
═════════════════════════════════ 'It's natural for a thing like me...'
(( OOC: ))...Monday: ... Tuesday: ... Wednesday: ... Thursday: ... Friday: ...
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 9:44 pm
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 10:19 pm
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❁First Year❁Eleven❁Slytherin ❁Single❁ ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀ Freya smiled at her friend sympathetically, expectations, she had only ever had her own to deal with, she wonder what it was like to be in her situation. "Well maybe this could show her that Slytherin isn't that bad, at least anymore that you're in it," Freya said happily. She suddenly turned her head and say the boy, Edjin staring at her confused. Anger flashed through her, did he not think she was good enough for Slytherin? Then doubt started to flood in. "That's probably not it," she thought calming down, "he probably just surprised we ended up together." Not knowing what to feel Freya grave a half smile to him and waved. ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 11:04 pm
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 12:47 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 2:15 pm
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𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague 𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 Fourth Year, 𝔅eater
Crystal eyes shifted upwards to meet the curious gaze of his friend, but Dom didn’t want to explain—at least not here, not now. He shrugged his shoulders as he straightened his posture, no wait, that’s what he always does when he’s aggravated, so he slouched just as quick, almost confused as to which he wanted to do. Scrunched brows hovered over his eyes as they darted between him, and the redhead beside him, before he shrugged his shoulders again. ”I—erno—jus hungry mate..” He lied, but he was all the better for it. He just needed a distraction...
”So! You mates going to join one of the clubs this year? My cousin said a few new ones were supposed to start this year—like a chess club, and a newspaper? Or some rubbish or other…. My cousin’s making me go to the dueling club again, you should come.”
He paused as the memories flooded him. Marina had been there last year, he recalled it well, she was the one that had to kick him when he was already down after taking the dive for the Hufflepuff beater, Heather. Then again… He didn’t exactly have a lot of nice memories when it came to Marina.
╔═══════════════════╗ Height: 5’7” ☣ Weight: 159lbs ☣ Age: 14 Slytherin Table ╚═══════════════════╝
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 3:47 pm
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 3:55 pm
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ஐShow me how to lie. You’re getting better all the timeஐ ஐAnd as you step back into line. A mob jumps to their feetஐ ஐNow dance, dance Man, he never had a chanceஐ
¤¤¤¤¤¤Michelle blinked as a napkin hit the top of her head and bounced onto her empty plate. She looked down at it for a moment, before slowly lifting it to read. Her eyes scanned over the hastily scribbled words a couple times before it registered in her brain. Her beloved sister was unconscious.... She would kill them all for scaring the poor girl. She'd maim them and torture them and then kill them. Her beautiful amazing, innocent little sister was unconscious because of a bunch of prat idiots in Hufflepuff. She growled under her breath, her face remaining completely neutral even though inside she was readying for war. She stood without a word, shoved the not into her pocket and turned to move towards the entrance to the Great hall, figuring she would meet the others there before following to the Hospital Wing. As she moved silently, she nodded just slightly in the direction of her best friend, unconscious sister, and a prefect she didn't know or at least could not remember knowing.
ஐWith a thousand lies, and a good disguiseஐ ஐHit ‘em right between the eyesஐ ஐWhen you walk away, nothing more to sayஐ ஐSee the lightning in your eyes. See ‘em running for their livesஐ
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 4:03 pm
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Do you CARE about me? Do you THINK I don't BLEED? Why are you trying to HIDE behind a stupid LIE When the TRUTH is your EYES Have you LOST YOURSELF? Always TRYING to SELL The PERSON that you THINK you are You stay ALONE 'cause real's just too HARD
MARINA EUGENIE ALDRED PROUD HALFBLOOD SLYTHERIN FOURTH YEAR
You say you'll never go that far: Happy | But you're not who you say you are: No pressure... | Your time is up in too many places: Damien and Dominic | You've got too many faces: Slytherin Table | Wearing
Marina glanced over in Dominic's direction, her face carefully composed. She gazed at him steadily. The Slytherin doubted he was telling the complete truth about whatever had gotten him so antsy. But she wasn't particularly in the mood to try and extract the truth out of a Montague, which she found to be as easy as giving her cat a bath. That is to say, not easy at all and occasionally dangerous to one's health and sanity. So instead she said nothing and listened to his clever little change of topic.
"I may join the chess one. I haven't got much chance to play at all, except when I'm home and that's against my mum. She loses on purpose anyways and that's no fun. I think there's a tutoring one too this year." Something you might want to look into, she thought silently. Honestly, the boy seemed to spend all his class time daydreaming or doodling little Quidditch pictures. Was he getting all his notes off of Damien?
Of course he just had to mention dueling club. Marina didn't know about him, but she enjoyed dueling. Of course she might have not exactly contributed to him having a nice time there, what with her cold glares and sarcastic comments, but he really just had himself to blame for that. He had started their whole little enmity thing with being a bloody jerk, after all. She'd just been reacting appropriately. Perhaps not kindly, but appropriately.
Well, maybe knocking him off his broom had been a little overly violent. But she'd been the one who'd gotten a bludger to the head, not him! Plus the expression on his face had been priceless. It wasn't like she'd seriously hurt him or anything...
She turned and watched Michelle leave the Great Hall. It seemed Olyvia had passed out. Probably from all the Puffs, who could be a bit overbearing, what with the sudden hugs and all. Of course she felt bad for the whole lot of them now, seeing as Michelle was most likely not happy at all with this sudden turn of events. The pale girl's face looked calm enough, but Marina knew better. "You know, I'm suddenly glad I'm not a Hufflepuff," she mused. "I rather like living."
You've got your HEART in too many PLACES
Always LAYING the BLAME You're never ONE and the SAME Could it be that you're AFRAID to look INSIDE And find you'll NEVER get it RIGHT So many SIDES to YOU Nobody KNOWS the TRUTH How you EVER gonna keep it STRAIGHT? Do you WANNA be a MEMORY?
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 4:04 pm
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