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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 10:27 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 6:31 am
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So you wanna call me the devils' advocate But you don't even know the half of it I was raised to believe in miracles My life is so cold
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”Cloud, huh?” Belle murmured as she shuffled past the gates and then climbed up the vacant steps towards the center of the quidditch stands, and as she cast her pale green misted gaze over the empty arena, she could only wonder when practice might start. ”I think I kinda remember your da’, but I was never really allowed to go to one of those parties because of my mum.” She responded with a shrug of her shoulders as she dutifully glided into the middle of the stands and took a seat. She flashed her gaze over him, inquisitively, she found herself wanting to know more about him. But she wasn’t sure why. Perhaps, she reasoned, it was because he treated her like… like if she was a normal person.
Being a Rich, meant exclusive attention, but now, that attention could fall upon opposite scales. Shame and humiliation for the debts owed to other wizarding families, or praise and idolizing, because of the assumption of her vast (but truly nonexistent) wealth.
”Apparently,” she continued without fault. ”I have a knack for ruining everything, mostly, caused by tripping over my own feet.” She laughed, shook her head, and huffed a sigh as she reclined into the wooden stands before casting her gaze upon him once more. ”So what about you, hm?
“Tell me about yourself.”
Location: Quidditch Stands with Devin Desires: Power Troubles: Morals
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Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 8:26 pm
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Devin Cloud First Year- Hufflepuff "We need not look into the future, because today is what we should be worrying about" Age:11 Height: 4'10" Weight: 100 lbs Birthday: 30 April
"Well, I guess I'll start with the fact that I am a pureblood from London, England. My father is one of the wealthier men of the wizarding world, but I'm not too sure what he does. He always tells us to not worry about it, but we usually find ourselves investigating. My brother is a professional Quidditch Player, which is who I have to live in the shadows of. It really stinks to have to live up to someone. It's like I am expected to greater things than my brother's and sister's have ever done. That's about it with that. I mean, there is nothing else to say about my family. My younger siblings are all spoiled, except for Selena, who is adopted. That's really about it actually. There is nothing really special about my life," he joked with her. It was true though; his life being a bore to him always.
"Also, I picked up Quidditch when I was nine years old, which is when I first rode a broom," he admitted, sitting down on the stands, telling her a big part of his life. He must say, Annabelle made him a better, more open person than he usually is, even if he only knew her for an hour. He looked away into the snow falling out of the skies. It was very beautiful sight to behold. After that brief Hiatus, he looked back at her and said, "So, now it's your turn. Tell me something new," He had a joking tone in his voice, making sure to know that he was not hostile.
Mood: Happy Class: Quidditch Stands with Annabelle Relationship Status: Single
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 7:39 am
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So you wanna call me the devils' advocate But you don't even know the half of it I was raised to believe in miracles My life is so cold
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Belle couldn’t deny the worrisome lines that had blemished her near flawless ivory features, the lines only seemed to deepen with every new detail proposed about his brothers, but, she knew better than to dive behind the lines, especially so quickly as now. They had just met, she knew, and it wasn’t exactly her place to try and surmise the turmoil in his life, and perhaps, lessen the effect it held on him. Instead, she did what she did best at. Ignore it, and happily move on. ”Sure sounds like that could be a pain,” she admitted offhandedly. ”But at least you have siblings, and people to be around…
“My father is always away on business, and my mother’s sick, so I don’t really get much of a chance to do anything other than take care of her. She’s not terminally ill, or anything, so don’t give me that look! The healers at St. Mungos hadn’t been able to figure out what’s wrong with her, so she’s just on bed rest, she can’t use her magic either, because of it—and I hate cleaning by hand, merlin, I wish I was old enough to do magic!” She explained, an easy-going smile had fluttered on her lips as her mind quickly began to forget all that had made her worried. ”Nine years old? That’s wicked! I was never allowed to fly, actually, I’m still not! If my da’ ever found out that I had tried out for the quidditch team, I think he’d go blithering mad.
“Which means I won’t even be able to practice during the summer…” Her voice trailed off, and what happiness she had surged on quickly dissuaded with these new thoughts. However, even that sudden change in demeanor hadn’t lasted long, because she suddenly turned to him with a bright and knowing smile on her lips. ”So you wanna know something new, huh?
“I'm a little colorblind.” She divulged, for the first time, to anyone in Hogwarts.
Location: Quidditch Stands with Devin Desires: Power Troubles: Morals
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Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 8:11 pm
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Devin Cloud First Year- Hufflepuff "We need not look into the future, because today is what we should be worrying about" Age:11 Height: 4'10" Weight: 100 lbs Birthday: 30 April
"Well, if you really need practice that much, then you could possibly come over my house and try it out. We have a few spare brooms, all family heirlooms used at some point in time," he offered to her before hearing her next comment. Her next comment really caught him off guard, but he didn't show that sort of surprise a lot. She knew he was surprised anyway, knowing that she probably didn't tell everyone this anyway. He looked at her, a light smile written on his face.
"Color Blind ehh? Hereditary traits are powerful things: aren't they?" he asked her, referring to the influence hereditary traits have on you.
"But everyone has their own special trait that set themselves apart from everyone else in society, even if it is a bad trait, not saying your color blindness is horrible. I have a sort of special trait like this as well. When the seasons change, my eye color changes. I never knew why this happens to me specifically, but I always thought it was cool...Like, during the winter, I have gray eyes, the summer, I have brown. In the fall, I have Hazel eyes, and lastly, in the Spring , I have a very rich blue color in my eyes. This trait always made me feel special because I've never met anyone like it. But these traits usually are around for a reason. Have you ever thought of why you are color blind to those colors? I mean, it could just be from inheritance, but maybe there is a reason, like someone in your lineage didn't want you to see those colors," he told her. Devin had always been fascinated with the nature of heredity and genes. He constantly studied in books the nature of why this happens and how, but now that he knew about the mysterious power of wizardry, he came to be skeptic of the 'It's Luck' idea. Maybe there was a mysterious power that chose these traits for you because somewhere in your history, you will need that trait. It was just a brief thought that he only recently thought about, but it was the start of much research.
"I'm sorry if I am speaking nonsense to you," he told her jokingly. "But I wanted to see if you get what I am saying," he admitted to her, looking into her rich green eyes for a brief second, then looking away again, only to be distracted by an eagle passing by.
Mood: Placid Class: Quidditch Stands with Annabelle Relationship Status: Single
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 3:54 pm
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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
A steely nerve had been struck when he realized what he was doing, and why. He sauntered down the long sloping fields of the school grounds, rolling hills soared under his feet with the bare whispering crunch of grass under his feet as he approached the quidditch pitch. He veered away from the gaping mouth of the entrance onto the field, as he had had his entire school career. But now, he journeyed up the stands with relative ease to situate himself in the grand stature of blue and bronze, his narrowed down over his nose to identify the upcoming students onto the field.
Today began the Ravenclaw try-outs, and, hopeful eagers approached with broom in hand. He spotted flaming orange hair of Cathryn O’Malley, and raised a hand into the air for an easy-going and haughty gesture of greeting. That omnipotent smirk on his lip that knew far more than it should. He watched Phinelia out of the corner of his eyes, wondering if he would ever have the perfect chance to snatch his book away.
..even heroes know when to be scared.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 2:31 pm
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Cathryn Rose O'Malley 14 Years Old┽Fourth Year┽Ravenclaw┽Keeper┽ Taken by Chase Balford
My optimism for life carried through my work
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The Quidditch stands. Cat had spent very little time here, as she was usually playing. However, today was not her day, and she was only a spectator. The fourth year would cheer for Hufflepuff, of course, as one of her very good friends, Devin Cloud, was on the team. In honor of her favored team, Cat had decked herself out in Hufflepuff attire, and the normally blue-favoring girl looked slightly odd in her bumblebee clothes. Poking around the seats, Cat finally found enough for herself and whatever friends may join her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 3:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 3:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 6:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 6:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 10:55 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 12:22 pm
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