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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 1:52 pm
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❈Well I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,❈ ❈She felt it everyday.❈ ❈And I couldn't help her,❈ ❈I just watched her make the same mistakes again.❈
What's wrong, what's wrong now?❈ Too many, too many problems.❈ Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.❈ She wants to go home, but nobody's home.❈ It's where she lies, broken inside.❈ With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.❈ Broken inside.❈
❈❈❈Remy looked between both the younger students, suddenly feeling very, very out of place. She hadn't done anything but try to be supportive, but it was clear she had done even that wrong. The seventh year tried to swallow the lump that was slowly forming in her throat. It wasn't until Jacob mentioned NEWTs that she was able to figure out what she felt. She felt pity. It seemed like Jacob was only talking to her because she was still lurking about. "Um.. no, NEWTs aren't so bad. The teachers aren't as into us about studying because we're all seventeen and stuff, so... it's not... um..." She scratched awkwardly at her arm, trying to think of any way possible to just leave. It felt wrong, in a way, to leave Jacob while he was so upset, but she felt that her being there would just make everything worse. "Um... I'm... going to leave so you two can talk... um... good luck this season, I guess." ❈❈❈Without another word, Remy stood and walked off, not returning to her seat by David, Leo, Chloe, and Amanda either. Instead, she walked to the very top row of the stands and sat alone, putting her head in her hands. Well, she had at least established that she was the problem. "Just one more year. This is it. Next year, you'll not have to deal with anyone. You can go live as a hermit if you so choose." She rubbed her temples, then just leaned back and closed her eyes. She would return to reality if someone needed her, of if the game began. Other than that, she didn't intend to notice a single thing. {OoC:} ❈Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.❈ ❈You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.❈ ❈Be strong, be strong now.❈ ❈Too many, too many problems.❈ ❈Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.❈ ❈She wants to go home, but nobody's home.❈ ❈It's where she lies, broken inside.❈ ❈With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.❈ ❈Broken inside.❈
❈Her feelings she hides. ❈Her dreams she can't find. ❈She's losing her mind. ❈She's fallen behind. ❈She can't find her place. ❈She's losing her faith. ❈She's fallen from grace. ❈She's all over the place. ❈Yeah,oh
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 9:53 pm
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Amanda kept her glare on Remy as the Gryffindor spoke. If she was going to play a poker face, so was the Slytherin. I doubt it, nobody knows my secrets, she told herself, blue eyes piercing Remy's golden ones. The blonde kept her secrets extremely kept away from anyone who wasn't her, her sister, or Eretria. Hell, even Kaitlyn didn't know everything about her. Granted the two didn't exchange too many words throughout the year unless the seventh year visited her at work in Hogsmeade. "Yeah, whatever, Bleiddiaid," she muttered as Remy walked away. At that moment, one of the three younglings who were with the ex captain spoke up. Piercing blue eyes locked on David. "Might I suggest you shut up and walk away before I make you?" she snapped. What made this boy think he could just butt in on Amanda and Remy's feud? This was between them, not the three of them or anyone else who decided it was their place to join in on the fun. At that moment, a first year Gryffindor boy joined the lot, so Amanda didn't wait for anyone to leave. Instead, she walked away to sit elsewhere. Gryffindors are annoying as hell, she thought; however, the girl found most of the students annoying as hell. Most Hufflepuffs, Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and even some Slytherins. ((OOC: outfit in top picture))
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 10:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 11:23 pm
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Siobhan is...spacespacespacespaceCURRENTLY // Looking Lovely at The Quidditch Gamespace CURRENTLY // in mourning // single[/colorspaces CURRENTLY WITH // The Familyspacesp CURRENTLY FEELING // Excitedspacespa CURRENTLY THINKING // 'Oh, this is so exciting, getting to see my baby play!' spacespac 'Now says, says I, to a passerby, Who's the maid with the sun-colored hair? He smiles at me, and with pride says he...'═════════════════════════════════
Siobhan was ecstatic to be back on Hogwarts grounds, and doubly excited to be back in the Quidditch stands... partially because Quidditch had been one of her favorite things back when she'd been at school (both playing and watching) and partially because her son was playing. She stood, tall and proud, waving a Hufflepuff banner enthusiastically. It felt a bit odd to be cheering for the badgers, since she'd been a Gryffindor in school and was used to cheering for them, but she was proud that her son had made his house team. And proud of his house, of course. After all, she couldn't expect all her kids to be Gryffindors... she'd been a wild card in her own family, after all. Most of them were Hufflepuffs, too. Ah, well. At least yellow went well with her favorite color. And gold was almost a yellow, after all!
She chuckled as Caty began questioning her fathers about how Quidditch worked. She would answer, but given that the child had specifically asked 'Dada,' she'd stay out of it. She had a son to watch, after all. She thought she could see a familiar head of blonde, unruly hair on the field, but it was difficult to be sure.
═════════════════════════════════ 'That's the gem of all Ireland's crown. Sweet Rosie McCann, from the banks of the Bann, She's the Star of the County Down.'
(( OOC: ))...
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 11:48 pm
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Old, but I'm not that old Young, but I'm not that bold And I don't think the world is sold I'm just doing what we're told
Jer entered the stands, looking for the furthest place he could from Slytherins. He adjusted the scarf he'd 'borrowed' from another student, making sure that it was secure around his throat. Spying a few people sitting, he made his way over, sitting a couple of rows back. Well, he wanted a good vantage point, plus, he figured it would get him away from causing trouble. Settling down, he threw his hands behind his head and waited for the game to start. After all, he hadn't been to many, and since this really didn't offend him, he wanted to see how it went. Besides, it was all based on magic. Maybe he could find a way to incorporate it into his act.
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And I feel something so wrong By doing the right thing I could lie, could lie, could lie Everything that downs me makes me wanna fly
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 12:01 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 12:20 am
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Old, but I'm not that old Young, but I'm not that bold And I don't think the world is sold I'm just doing what we're told
Jer was getting bored. He was waiting for Gypsy to get there so they could both be sitting together when he felt a hand go inside his pocket. Blinking, he reached down and grabbed the hand before he took a good look behind him. His blue eyes blinked. Well now, this was unexpected. His mouth dropped as he let go of the hand, and without warning, hugged the boy. "Garden, wha' ya doin' here? I though' ya were back a' th' orphanage. Ya ge' adpoted ou' or som'thin?" He honestly couldn't believe it. He hadn't seen Kenny in a year, and now his brother was here at Hogwarts? Deciding to throw caution to the wind, he eyed his brother's clothes. Well, if he was supporting Ravenclaw, might as well have him dressed in Ravenclaw colors, right? Might get him in less trouble if he was picking pockets. Concentrating, he waved his hand, and Kenny's scarf turned bronze and blue. "Don' wantcha ta ge' in trouble fer somethin' so migh' as well pu' ya in some stuff ta help ya blend in. What'cha doin here in Hogwarts, anyway?"
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And I feel something so wrong By doing the right thing I could lie, could lie, could lie Everything that downs me makes me wanna fly
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 12:38 am
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Gypsy is...spacespacespacespaceCURRENTLY // Looking like a Traitor at the Gamespace CURRENTLY // singlespaces CURRENTLY WITH // Jerspacesp CURRENTLY FEELING // Happyspacespa CURRENTLY THINKING // 'Why does the fact that I'm cheering for the badgers amuse me so much?' spacespacஒ ஒ ஒ Who shot that arrow in your throat?ஒ ஒ ஒ Who missed the crimson apple? ஒ ஒ ஒIt hung heavy on the tree above your head ஒ ஒ ஒ═════════════════════════════════════════════════
Gypsy joined Jer in the stands with a wide smile, her jacket open to reveal the decidedly not-blue wardrobe she'd chosen for the day. Normally, the girl wearing yellow and black meant nothing, except that she had Batman on the brain. But, today, it'd been a cleverly selected outfit... because even though her house was playing, she was cheering for the 'Puffs. No real reason; she just thought it'd be funny. Especially since Jer was cheering for her house team. She'd ignored all the blues and pinks in her wardrobe specifically so she would be wearing the rival team's colors... and even had a Hufflepuff Pennet to wave. Even her normally pink and blue locks were a bright golden hue. She offered Jer a smile as she sat next to him, noticing his blue duds. No one would probably notice, or care, but it was still funny to her. She draped an arm over Jer's shoulder, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Aw, our first Quidditch game. Unless you went to one last year. I didn't." She noticed his scarf, and frowned. It was a Ravenclaw scarf, no big deal, except... "Jer... is that mine?" Her eyes flashed as she scowled at him. When had he nicked her scarf? She'd noticed it was missing but hadn't really thought about it, figuring she'd just left it somewhere. But she was almost a hundred percent certain that her best friend had it presently around his neck. She shoved him a bit. "You twit, it is mine!" Her tone said she was annoyed, but her eyes said otherwise. Plus, she was struggling to keep the scowl up. After a moment, she caved, and burst into small giggles. "You coulda just asked, you know." She chuckled, nudging him with her shoulder. She'd very specifically seated him on her left side, because her right shoulder still smarted just a bit. She reached and rubbed it absent-mindedly. Being in the cool air was making it a bit sore.
She glanced at the boy Jer was talking to. He looked younger than them, not by much, but enough that she wasn't sure he was old enough to go to school yet. But, there was a group sitting nearby that looked to be made up of a bunch of little kids and a few adults, so maybe he was someone's family, visiting? She blinked. The two seemed to know each other... when he mentioned an orphanage and getting adopted, she blinked again. Was Jer an orphan? She hadn't known that. She watched as he turned the boy's scarf so that it was Ravenclaw colors. When he confirmed that he was here with the family seated nearby, she smiled. "Erm, hi, I'm Gypsy, Jer's friend." She sat there a bit awkwardly. The two were acting like they hadn't seen each other in forever, so they probably had some catching up to do... she wondered if maybe she should go sit somewhere else and leave them to it, but she didn't see any of her other friends here. She sighed a bit. Ah, well.
═════════════════════════════════════════════════ ஒ ஒ ஒ This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect Give your immortality to me; I'll set you up against the stars ஒ ஒ ஒ
(( OOC: ))...
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 12:40 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 7:55 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 8:24 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 8:51 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 9:06 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 9:20 am
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