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This kid needs to stay away from fiction novels.

David's expression grew all the more annoyed when the kid poked him and talked about being a vampire would be cool. "You're a wizard, kid, you can with enough practice and time do all that without being a vampire," David answered, annoyed. "Spells and potions can increase your senses or alter them, if you are interested in turning into a bat you can take up animagus classes, disappearing-there's spells to apparate and to appear invisible or splurge on an invisibility cloak... the drinking blood thing seems a bit excessive and generally is unhealthy."

"And, vampires are far from being the 'coolest thing ever'. I suppose there are the vampires who are good, but then there are the psychotic ones too," He answered. "A few years back there was a festival that turned into a blood bath because of the psychotic type vampires. Many of the older students suffer physical or mental wounds as a result of that. My mother actually was injured permanently thanks to that. I think I'd rather be dead than actually be a vampire. Read some books on defense against the dark arts or magical beings, for God's sake. And while you are at it, if you didn't read Hogwarts A History, you probably should do that."

"And the blood talk is more of essentially what one could equate to eugenics," David answered. "Think Hitler and World War II for example or other genocides-there are several to chose from. Just because we live in a world of magic doesn't mean our society at its core is all that different. Some people will only put credit to you if you come from a magic family and the farther you can prove the line the better. It is nonsense really, there are muggle-borns, that is magical individuals who weren't born to magical parents, and half-bloods, one parent is magical the other is not, who are more accomplished in magic than some pure-bloods, that is generally speaking a child born of two magical parents."

"I suppose it gives something of those of the old generation or narrow-minded mind set to fuss over," David sighed. "There you just got some basic history lessons. Like I said, reading books about the world you are now a part of will help keep you from putting your foot in your mouth as much."

spaceGypsy watched the white-haired child wander down to the Ravenclaw table, incredibly excited that he'd gotten put in her house. She was a bit put out when he didn't sit with her, but from where she sat, it looked like he knew the kid he'd sat with, so she chalked it up to him having a friend in his own year. She was content to leave him be... until she noticed that the pair seemed to've gotten into a somewhat heated debate with... David? That was his name, right? Whatever, all she knew about the kid was that he was a total stick in the mud. Eli didn't seem phased by whatever the boy was saying, but his friend looked distressed. She frowned; it was their first night in the castle, what was with that guy, upsetting them like that? She nudged Jer with her shoulder. "I'm gonna go collect a couple of firsties; be right back," she told him, still concerned that he wasn't talking to her, but chalking it up to Jer being Jer.

spaceGypsy made her way down the table, arriving just in time to hear Eli rambling on about vampires. Her nose crinkled; the kid had a pretty active imagination... it was admirable, really. And then David pretty much tried to squash it out of him. "There's just as many psychotic people are there are vampires; Voldemort was only human, you know. So were his most of his followers, and from what I heard, there were a lot more of them than there were vampires at the festival. Just a thought. And he's going to get plenty of history lessons starting tomorrow, pretty sure he's not hurting anyone being a dreamer tonight." She narrowed her eyes at the third year. The guy probably meant well, he was just... boring. So boring. And Eli didn't need to be exposed to that kind of negativity, and neither did his friend.

spaceThe fourth year turned to the albino with a wide grin, effectively shutting David out. "Welcome to Ravenclaw, Eli! Who's your friend? The two of you should follow me and sit with the troublemakers; we're more fun. Trouble's optional though," she said with a wink, and then her hands were on their wrists and dragging them behind her. "Don't mind him; he's kinda like that. Nothing against you guys. I'd avoid him, though. He's a major drag," she said, plopping back down next to Jer with a wide grin. "Miss me?" she asked the blonde with a wink. "I brought guests!" Maybe she'd been a bit rude, but whatever; David was a black hole, he sucked all he happiness out of everyone he talked to. Echo tried to be nice about it, but even he didn't really care for the guy, and Echo was about the most boring person she knew.

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Never knew I would be actually glad to see Gypsy-thrilled actually.

David shrugged as Gypsy pointed out their were just as many psychotic people as there were vampires. She of course pointed out Voldemort and all of his followers-Hell, his mother's side had enough rumors about their possible involvement with Voldemort. It was one of the reasons they were so avid about putting on a face that they weren't as much of blood purists as they really were. His father's family probably just wanted to distance themselves some and just took advantage of having a squib in the family for that point. Besides, he did point out the eugenics argument, there was nothing to debate about humans having just as good odds of being evil. His eugenics example pointed out that much.

"Oh your right about flawed human nature and psychotic people," He said with a shrug. "I agree on that point. However, Voldemort is dead, and his supporters and followers are just holding onto antiquated ideas in general. They're a dying race, good riddance. Ghosts of people clinging onto a past..." He said, sighing, not particularly bothered Gypsy was here because it meant she was probably just going to take the two first years out of his hair, which she started on by shutting him out to invite them over to her part of the table with cheer.

He glanced up to see Gypsy dragging them away to join her group, including the Slytherin who was masquerading as a Ravenclaw. David shook his head and merely threw up a hand as Gypsy pulled them away saying he was essentially a kill-joy and advised them to avoid him. The metamorphagus was basically help ensure his quietness and she was more or less correct. He wasn't even offended by the upperclassmen's assessment of him. He wasn't exactly brimming with friendliness or was the type to like people all that much as a general rule. And, the first years were gone to deal with the far more personable people of Ravenclaw. He couldn't help but smile slightly before returning to his book. Hell, Gypsy might have been focused on doing a favor for the first years, but she had done a big one for him, too.

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Bradley finished eating and stood up. "OK First Years! Listen Up! I'm Bradley Goldwind, I'm one of the prefects for Ravenclaw House. I'll be showing you to the common room. If you have any questions feel free to ask, but please follow me." he said as he looked at the group of first years. His Crystal Blue eyes showed a sign of cheerfulness and as he watched, he smiled. Okay looks like they are all ready. He thought as he turned and moved out of the hall, towards the antechamber.

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spaceGypsy stepped into the Great Hall with flourish, walking to her table like she was on a mission, in spite of having absolutely no such mission to speak of. Or, maybe she did. Namely, she wanted Daniel to notice her. Not like she did before, at the beginning of the year, oh, no. Now she wanted him to notice that she was back to her old self. Maybe he hadn't been doing it on purpose (which she still wasn't convinced of, by the way) but he'd done it all the same and she was beyond pissed. The break-up had involved a lot of yelling... all on her part. Now, she felt awesome. She'd gotten her creative muse back, she was no longer second guessing her wardrobe choices... life was sweet. And she wanted to rub it in his bloody face. Then, after tonight, she'd be home, where she was far away from all of it. She could ditch that damned dress he'd bought her (she'd considered burning it, but couldn't in good conscience because it had been awfully expensive) and... she didn't even know. She felt like she wanted to spend the Summer wandering around London and flirting with boys. What boys, she had no idea. But she'd find some. There were always boys. Although, she did need to figure out how she was going to get that piercing she wanted. She still wasn't sure what it would be, really, but she wanted one. She could always just fake her mum again, but that seemed boring now that she'd done it. And she could make herself look too old to bother carding, but what sort of person at that age would want a nose ring? It was a real puzzle... but she'd figure it out. Maybe Jer would help out, now that the two of them were mostly back to normal. That seemed reasonable. They hadn't gotten up to any trouble all year... better make up for it over the Summer.


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Second Year | | Twelve | | Ravenclaw | | Single | | Half-Blood | | Reserve Seeker


Lexine walked into the Great Hall with a smile on her face and a bit of a skip in her step. Another year passed, and it was just as good as the last...maybe even a bit better. She had become better friends with Iñigo, and was even going camping with him in the summer! Plus she got to experience a real quidditch game instead of just practices, and did pretty good considering it was her first. Games were definitely very different from practices...but hey, at least she got to experience it! And it was a great experience as well.

She walked herself over to Ravenclaw's table for the final feast of the year and searched up and down the rows until she saw a familiar face.

Iñigo sat alone at the table as seats filled in. Lexine slipped in next to him a bit hesitantly, after all she felt as if she were always by his side, but did anyway. She tapped his shoulder and smiled. "Hey, thought I'd tell you my parents said I could come camping...just for the week, though. Suppose they care more about me than I thought," Lexine grinned. "I got the letter from them yesterday, thought you'd like to know..." Lexine then fumbled her bracelet around in her hand for a moment before asking "I was wondering, would you like to come over to my house sometime this summer? I mean, I came over yours last summer so...dunno, it was just a thought..." While she asked, she kept her eyes away from Iñigo's, feeling a bit strange about asking him. She wasn't sure why, after all she and Iñigo had been friends for two years now, why would it be weird? However, it was, and Lexine didn't look at Iñigo until she finished her sentence, all the while she fingered her bracelet.


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