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 Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 7:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:05 pm
  First Year--Hufflepuff I think I'll go for a walk,
Maybe out in the rain,
Maybe there'll be tears rolling down my face... "Well then, I trust that you're right.", She smiled at him, she knew that he must've had a parent that was either a muggle or muggle-born, but she wasn't going to say anything about it. Bloodlines didn't really concern her. It did concern the rest of her family, a strange trait for Gryffindors. She would probably never tell anyone about her families strange Slytherin like qualities. She happened to be more embarrassed by them than her parents were ashamed of her brother Andrew. ...And I'd feel the pain.
Maybe think about something?
Maybe think about you?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:30 pm
Quote: ((OOC: Quoted from the Slytherin table. A fight has broken out between two students.))  Nott had tried to choose a seat away from everyone else, but he hadn't realized from last year that everyone was packed together to make room at the front end of the tables for the new first years to take their seats. He took no interest in the Sorting, nor the idle chatter at the table. He sat quiet and resolutely aloof. Simply going through the motions to be done with this required bit of frivolity. The feast had not yet started but Nott had no stomach for food or drink.
He let his eyes roam idly, not really looking, not really seeing. But then his gaze snagged on another's. Levera's. He hardened his gaze to glare at her. The first of many that needed to be straightened out of the changes. Well that was what the beginning of the year was for. She spoke as if this was a simple thing. An uneasy stomach perhaps at the feast after a silent summer. How little she knew.
Nott pushed back in his seat, the silence stretching between her question and his harsh glare. "Something worthwhile, not that I answer to you and your false affections. If you know what is good for you, you'll not presume so much in the future." Standing up to his rather towering height, he looked coldly down at her before turning away. He would go and wait by the entrance to the dormitories for the others. If only he knew the password, he would slip in and go straight to the dormitories now.
Pausing as he turned from the table, he paused and looked back over his shoulder with a cold smirk. "How are you sleeping these days, Levera?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Second Year Slytherin Student: SaLevera Sykes Levera blanched at his last statement. He couldn't know, there was no flaming way he bloody knew that the head of The Tribunal was in her head, plaguing her dreams at night, forcing her to see visions of pain and eroticism that no twelve year old should ever have to witness. A million thoughts raced through Levera's mind at once, and to her credit it took her a full minute before her mind just shut down and her anger took over. There was no bloody way she'd put up with ANYONE knowing that she had voices in her head, especially not this little snot nosed brat. Before Levera realized what she was doing she leaped onto the Slytherin table and launched herself at Nott. She tackled him to the ground and aimed a punch for his head, but he was bigger than her and managed to throw her off and get back to his feet. Levera on to the other hand was better, she crouched low so she could tackle him again at his waist, sending him back into the Slytherin table. She grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the table and daze him, then leaned closed to him, but as she did that he slammed his head into hers. Levera was convinced that move had dazed him more than her, but she was still seeing stars, she didn't let go of Nott though or allow him up before she tossed a mean right hook at his jaw. She leaned close again and whispered dangerously, “ Only loyalty to you for saving my life keeps me from killing you now. But don't push me, do not speak of things you don't know. And if I find you playing with demons that need to be eradicated...well...I won't hesitate to take you out with them.” She locked gazes with him and glared hard, making sure that he knew that she was referring to the tribunal and his somewhat suspicious actions at the end of last year. ~~ “Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength.”
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:54 pm
 Alexander Osbourne Oz looked up when he heard the clattering at Slytherin table and quickly did a double take between his table and the Slytherin table. "Hey, uh... guys... fight," he said, pointing at the Slytherin table.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:59 pm
First Year--Hufflepuff I think I'll go for a walk,
Maybe out in the rain,
Maybe there'll be tears rolling down my face... Jack looked over to the fight, where she saw a young man and a young woman beating each other up. "I certainly hope that it isn't, that certainly is not very civilised.", She knew that she certainly would not engage in any such behaviour."They look like fools." ...And I'd feel the pain.
Maybe think about something?
Maybe think about you?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 9:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 9:23 pm
First Year--Hufflepuff I think I'll go for a walk,
Maybe out in the rain,
Maybe there'll be tears rolling down my face... Jack sighed as she watched the events unfolding, "I'm sure they could have at least taken it somewhere else. Manners, y'know?", In a matter of a couple of minutes, Jack was bored of the fight and turned back to Kevin."Is anyone else hungry? ...And I'd feel the pain.
Maybe think about something?
Maybe think about you? (ooc: I'm a posting machine tonight. Dearie me, it appears that I don't have a life.)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 9:30 pm
Alexander Osbourne He glanced over at the Gryffindor Table hoping to catch Lucy's eye and saw them all looking at Tamara who had slumped over, apparently unconscious. Then he saw Will, her younger brother jump up and say that she needed some air, then ask Lu to take her out. Oz quickly stuffed his work into his guitar case and looked to the other Hufflepuffs. "I'm needed. Ugh, see you guys." He trotted over to the Gryffindor Table.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:24 pm
First Year--Hufflepuff I think I'll go for a walk,
Maybe out in the rain,
Maybe there'll be tears rolling down my face... The offer from Kevin sounded extremely appealing to her. There were so many Muggle books that she had only heard of, but never been able to touch. Even if her brother was allowed to. "That sounds fantastic!", ...And I'd feel the pain.
Maybe think about something?
Maybe think about you?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:45 pm
First Year--Hufflepuff I think I'll go for a walk,
Maybe out in the rain,
Maybe there'll be tears rolling down my face... Jack blushed a little bit when she heard Kevin's laughter, maybe she had been a little too excited about the books. She didn't want to seem like a freak or anything, but reading really was her only escape from the world. And sometimes she really just needed that. ...And I'd feel the pain.
Maybe think about something?
Maybe think about you?
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 6:00 pm
The Sorting Hat With Sorting [mostly] over, the Welcoming Feast was set to being. Appearing on the table was food of all sorts, chicken, steaks, corn, mashed potatoes... anything. You name it, it's there. The pumpkin juice contains refilled themselves.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:20 pm
First Year--Hufflepuff I think I'll go for a walk,
Maybe out in the rain,
Maybe there'll be tears rolling down my face... "Finally, I'm starving.", Jack grabbed a couple of things to put on her plate. It all looked so good, but she knew better than to eat everything she wanted. She ran through the health value of each item before she placed it on her place. She was not going to let herself get fat at Hogwarts. ...And I'd feel the pain.
Maybe think about something?
Maybe think about you?
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Kevin was clearly surprised by the fact that her mum didn't like reading muggle books. However almost immediately he reminded himself that his parents were slightly more lenient about muggle stuff given that his mother was muggle-born. "That's too bad about having to sneak them. My parents are rather relaxed about me and Nicole reading muggle books and listening to muggle music." He didn't add the full reason as to why his parents were like that given that he was aware of how pick people could be about bloodlines."Also i'm afraid you are incorrect about where he is from he was born in a small town in The state of Missouri. I've got a habit of looking up information on authors that interest me. Both Muggle and Wizard alike." The red head wasn't trying to be rude but he couldn't exactly resist the urge to correct her about the Author's birthplace.
