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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 10:56 pm
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✑Gryffindor✑Third Year✑Reserve Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door— "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more."
Romulus sat in the stands, watching and waiting. Tevye had already fallen, and it was just a matter of time before someone else followed in his wake. That was the one thing he hated about these games, having to watch his friends get hurt. Blue eyes shimmered behind Quidditch goggles as the boy watched the game carefully. He wasn't about to miss a detail, except the few during the Chaser brawl. His Firebolt sat in his lap, ready to fly, should he be called in. Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted—Nevermore!
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 5:26 am
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✿✿✿ Serafina looked at a Hufflepuff that came. She immediately recognized her, being David's sister, Chloe. When she cast a spell, the Slytherin looked at the boy. He seemed better. " Mhm, I guess, " she nodded, relieved that it was nothing serious. Just then, a professor came, and told them that he'll be fine. Serafina smiled, glancing back at forth towards Chloe, the first year, and the professor. Somehow, she was curious at what the professor said as she flicked her wand at the boy. Rennervate. She was sure to remember that for future purpose. After thinking, she heard a groan and looked at the first year as he got up, asking what happened. When Chloe started to explain, brown eyes looked at the boy, then to the game. As soon as the third year mentioned that the first year's name was Hunter, her eyes widened. Is he the Hunter that Tevye was talking about? So that's why he was so worried. Now that everything was going well, she returned to the stands, and sat down a higher seat, not minding her whole body being...well completely soaked. As she looked back at the game, there was an almost never ending steals. And would you look at that, a first year was on the roll. Slytherin is slowly making the gap widen, but the Gryffindors still hasn't given up yet. She looked around and saw a Gryffindor, perhaps a reserve, beside her. She smiled at him then looked back at the game. A question came up: When will the snitch be caught? ✿✿✿ Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ: Relieved Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Watching Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ : Was that a healing spell? Charm? Or something? Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Quidditch Stands Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Everyone watching Out Of Cookies:
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 12:04 pm
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● Single ● Former Gryffindor ● Arithmancy Professor ● Werewolf ● Quidditch Fanatic ●● So we’ve been outnumbered, raided, and now cornered ● ● It’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair ● ● We’re getting stronger now, find things they never found ●••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••ᗩḰᓮᖇᗩ smiled when the boy woke up. She was glad that he was okay. "As the girl said, you are at a Quidditch game, dear. If you're feeling the slightest bit woozy or dizzy, tell me, alright?" she said, patting the boy on the shoulder. Looking to the Ravenclaw who called Chloe "amazing", Akira nodded, and looked to the Hufflepuff girl. "She's right, Chloe. That was quick thinking on your part, and you remained calm during an emergency. Ten points to Hufflepuff, for your excellent actions, Miss Chloe." Akira was impressed with this young girl. Yes, she would go far in this world. The wolf turned her attention to the game. The Gryffindor Seeker was calling for the Reserve to come in. Could he do that? She shook her head, figuring that it couldn't be done. ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••● They might be bigger, but we’re faster and never scared ● ● You can walk away, say we don’t need this ● ● But there’s something in your eyes, says we can beat this ●
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 1:30 pm
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 2:44 pm
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 6:40 pm
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Luke was watching the game intently. He wasn't sure who he really wanted to win, to be honest. He was just here announcing, and right now it seemed like people didn't like it. Oh well, he was just telling the truth. With the end of the game, he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how much he didn't like his house, he really didn't like seeing people hurt. That was one reason his pranks never were violent. Childish, nonsensical at times, and purely for a good laugh, but never harmful. "And with a brutal match, Slytherin wins one hundred and ninety to forty. Maybe this will be a kick in the rear that Gryffindor needs to pull itself together to try and win the next match. Turn out for the next match, Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff!." After that, he turned and started walking out of the commentator's area to return to the castle. Honestly, he was tired.
Location: Quidditch Stands State: Announcing OOC: RIP Luke XD
If you've a story, make sure it's a whole one, with details close to hand. It's the difference between a good lie and getting caught.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 7:34 pm
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✿✿✿ Serafina watched at how the match went on. She was staring at the two seeker's battle, then smiled when Belle caught the golden ball. As David went down, she thought that he was just gonna congratulate the rest of the team, bit he didn't. Instead, he walked off of the pitch quietly, heading towards the courtyard. She first looked at Shayna, then to the Slytherin team. She bit her lip as she gave a pat to her friend's shoulder. " I'll go fetch him, " she said, starting to exit the stands. Nothing went well for David, and he must have been feeling horrible. She clenched her first, seeing Xavier, another friend of hers near the wall...sleeping? She gave the chaser a pat on the head as she smiled at him. All of them did great, but for them, it wasn't enough. ✿✿✿ Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ: Happy, Worried Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Following David Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ : Oh I hope he doesn't hurt himself Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Quidditch Stands Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Everyone watching Out Of Cookies: Exit to Courtyard
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:43 pm
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 9:22 pm
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 10:34 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Annabeth climbed into the stands once again. What was with this weather? The wind chilled her to the bone. Gah, she wished she had worn warmer clothes... and pants. Glancing down at her shorts, she sighed, and wrapped her blanket that she had brought to sit on around her thin frame. She still shivered, but not as much. "Come on, Tobi! Show 'em how to play a real game of Quidditch!" she called. Maybe he would hear her. Maybe not. Oh well. Anna wondered if Bradley would come out to watch their friend play. She hoped so. She could use the company.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead If you give me one chance to take your hand I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 10:50 pm
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:01 pm
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:42 pm
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:48 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Anna looked up to see Bradley. He wasn't happy, and who would be with that rumor going around? Tobi and Luke? Dating, of all things? Ha! That would be like if she and Bradley... She glanced at her friend. Ugh. No. Just no. "Uhh, to cheer on your best friend? Or to keep me company, 'cause that's always fun, right?" she said, smiling and poking at his side. He needed to get happy. Right now. She hated when her friends were upset like he was. "Bradley Goldwind. You smile right this instant. Or so help me, I will give you something to pout about." Anna retracted her hand from his side and pulled the blanket around her again. It was too cold for this teasing of hers. She turned to the game, watching as one of the Hufflepuff Chaser's aimed a shot at the goals. "Who do you want to win, anyways?" she asked. The girl was curious, like always.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead If you give me one chance to take your hand I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:58 pm
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☀☀☀ The stubbornness I had as a child has been transmitted into perseverance. I can let go but I don't give up. I don't beat myself up about negative things ☁☁☁ ☛☛☛ Those who cannot understand how to put their thoughts on ice should not enter into the heat of debate ☚☚☚ Xavier climbed up the stands, hoping to watch the game between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, which might be the first game he ever watched. Walking to find a seat, he spotted David and his sister. He waved at the two as he sat down,not noticing that he actually sat beside Annabeth, a fellow Gryffindor. When he cheered for both teams, that was the only time when he had noticed that he was actually sitting beside someone. " Go Hufflepuff! Go Ravenclaw! Do you be-- Oh, Annabeth. Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you there.....I was watching and....umm, I didn't realize I was actually...s-sitting beside you...erm. " He scratched his cheek, smiling sheepishly at himself. He placed his free hand in the pocket of his jacket, one in which he bought from a muggle store, and saw a flash of camera beside Annabeth. He took a peek, seeing a black-haired boy from Ravenclaw. He realized that it was Bradley Goldwind, Tobi and Annabeth's close friend. He happily waved at him, too oblivious to know that he was in a bad mood. In his mind right now, he was happy to have met a new friend. ►►► Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness ◄◄◄ ☣☣☣ You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life ☢☢☢ Mᴏᴏᴅ : Interested , Embarrassed Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ: That's kinda embarrassing Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Watching Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Quidditch Stands Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Everyone watching
Oᴜᴛ Oғ Cʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ:
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