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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 7:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2012 8:56 am
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↜Heather Stevia Hawthorn↝| Single | Second Year | Beater |—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—Heather entered the stands yet again. The third match of the year, Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw. Who would she cheer for? Her sister, Remy? Or her friends, Chase and Shina? Well, were they friends? She didn't really know, but still. So instead of decking out in either red or blue, the Hufflepuff girl simply wore something normal. An orange t-shirt, shorts, and orange converse. Unfortunately, she lost her contacts, so she was wearing a spare set of glasses she found in her trunk. All in all, she looked like a nerd, but did she care? Not in the slightest. Once she made her way to the tip top of the stands, she sat down and waited for the game to begin. {OOC:}Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 7:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 7:27 pm
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↜Heather Stevia Hawthorn↝| Single | Second Year | Beater |—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—Heather looked next to her and saw her first year buddy, Dhylan. He was dressed completely in blue from head to toe. No surprise there. "Oh, hey, Dhyl. Well, I'm not really cheering for any one team in particular." she said. Sure, that seemed odd, but she didn't really care what anyone thought of it. She turned her attention back to the match, and jumped up from her seat and cheered. Remy had the Quafflle right off the bat, yet again. Jeez, that girl was fast. "Atta girl, Rem! Go go go!" she shouted to her sister. After her cheering and rant of excitement, she sat back down next to Dhyl, returned to her calm state of being. {OOC:}Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 9:24 am
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Slip out the back before they know you were there
and at the worst you'll see nobody cares, you don't want to be around when it all goes down...
William Dante Nott the Third
Fifth Year, Slytherin Prefect
This was the first game he had ever attended in his long five years dwelling within the castle. He didn’t know why, but somehow, he felt like he needed to be there. It was Gryffindor against Ravenclaw, neither team he much cared for, but the members therein, were certainly of intrigue. He meandered to the top of the stands embellished in cool metallic silver and green. The crowd was far and few in between here, at least. Avoiding the strict rigidity of the crowd and jostle and cheer of those around him, he sat at the very top, in complete solace.
Narrowed gold eyes surveyed the scene, he spotted the Gryffindor captain easily enough, and, with too much ease, he noticed the absence of one Ravenclaw beater….
He even wondered where she might be at this very second.
Shaking his head, he kept his wits about him. His robes brandishing the Nott sigil were draped around his frame, hiding the fact that he sat with his wand stretched out over his lap, just resting in his idle hands.
╔══════════════╗ Location: Quidditch Stands Mood: Callous ╚══════════════╝
..even heroes know when to be scared.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 4:28 am
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↜Heather Stevia Hawthorn↝| Single | Second Year | Beater |—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—Heather sat and watched the game play out. No damage from any beaters yet, and the Chasers were... well... chasing each other around. The Seekers were hard at work, searching for the Snitch, until suddenly, there was a shout from the air. "I caught it! I caught the Snitch!" it said. Heather squinted her eyes, now clearly knowing that it was Sam, the Gryffindor Seeker. They won the game! "Whoo-hoo! Gryffindor wins!" she shouted, jumping up from her seat and death-hugging Dhylan, jumping around in circles while doing so. "They won! And next week we get to play! Hufflepuff vs Slytherin! We're gonna rock it like no one's business! Right, Dhyl?!" she said, stopping her spinning because she was getting dizzy, but still hugging the tall first year. She was as excited as ever. Finally, she would be in the air instead of in the stands, and Remy would be cheering her on the whole time. She couldn't wait. {OOC:}Wearing—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 8:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 5:30 pm
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The hours pass
The clock still runs
And yet here I am.
Erianthe Acacia
Eternal Third Year☂Ravenclaw☂Ghost
Erianthe had finally decided to venture outside of the castle for what seemed like the first time in years. Truthfully, it had only been a year, and her emergence should have been sooner. The ghost should have been at the first Slytherin game to cheer on her sister, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to it. Today, however, was a different story. Jasmine needed her.
The ghost cheered as her sister blocked a score from a Hufflepuff boy. It was good to see Jasmine doing something to take her mind off of what happened to her. That night was still a bit foggy, but she felt as though she had a pretty good handle on what had happened down in the dungeons. There was the matter of who to tell. After all, as far as she knew, her murderer was still alive.
But that would have to wait. Now was the time to cheer on her sister and enjoy the game.
Only the good die young...
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 7:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 7:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 8:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 8:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 4:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 5:34 pm
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