:sorcerer: Have a Magical B-Day!!!! :sorcerer: (LOL SMILE)

Neville sighed as he cleaned up the last spot of the mess with a rag. He stood up and leaned on his night draw for a minute. He pressed his hand over his face thinking hard.
*He was forgeting something but what?*
He looked at the clock and then jumped.
"Oh my gosh!!! I have to go to Herbology!!!!" He took a 5 minute shower, pulled up his robes, and then ran to the fire place. He looked back at the clock as he was pulling out his bag of floo powder. It was 5:31am. He was suppose to be there at 5. He went into the green flames and said briskley...
"H-hogwarts..."And he was gone with a swoosh.

OOC:hehe Nevilles still forgetful lol Happy bday Curtia91 HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR CURTIA91 HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO YOU lol heres your presents :rose: :star: y: :watermelon: :superchoc: :cheeseburger: :cat: lol

IC: Ron:
Ron turned over to face Hermione. "Good morning sweetheart" he said smiling at her. Ron gave her a kiss, and a cuddle before glancing at the clock. It quarter to 6. Groaning Ron stretched and sat up. I better get going darling I've got to get to school and you know how long it takes us. I've got to set off flying there at 6:30 because of the non-flooing, or apparating restrictions. Harry and Ron both wanted to be Aurors, and were currently training at Londons secret training society for incredibly difficult and dangerous jobs. It was so secret that it was removed the flooing network, and had charms very similar to Hogwarts placed upon meaning you couldnt apparate there

"Right I should get going to," Hermione said and sat up in bed, steaching her arms high above her head.
Hermione was curently going to a muggel college, studing for more in the business feilds. She wasent that sure yet if that is what she is wanting to do, but right now it was an intrest to her.
Hermione got off the bed and grabed her purpel robe, that had been lying on the floor.
"You take a shower first, I will make some coffie," Hermione told Ron. There house was not that big at all. There was two bathrooms, but only one with a shower, there was there bed room, a kitchen/living room and a office. It wasent mutch, but Hermione dident really care, as long as she had Ron.
She headed down staries into the kitchen/living room, and started up the coffie macien.

OOC: Wait, so does that mean I can still play Rose and Jacob, or I can't??

ooc: Yeah sure, if you want to.

Here is Anan's info ^.^

Full Name:: Annbelle Khritinei Dolmov
Nicknames: Anna
[b]Age[/n]: 21
Birthday: Novermber 13
House (former): She didn't go to a school
Blood: She's a Muggle

Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 127 lbs.
Hair: Her dark hair is falls in thick silken locks to the middle of her back, curving gracefully around her face. It is mostly straight, sav for a few curls and mild waves
Eyes: Her wide, almond shaped eyes are a deep shade of black, framed by equally dark lashes. Her eyes are a window to her emotions
Face: She has an ovalish face that is framed off by her dark hair. Like the rest of her skin, she is olive toned
Features: Anna occasionally wears glasses, but usually contacts
Other: She's a very pretty girl, which is why Harryf irst fell for her.

Personality: Anna is a kind, but easily over-joyed girl. She doesn't have much a of a temper, and cries easily. she's very emotional an dher moods can swing swiftly. She is kind and caring, and very compassionate.

OOC: Thanx
Rose yawned and turned off her alarm clock.
"Eurgh." she groaned. Time for work. she thought bluntly. Rose enjoyed her work she just wasn't a morning person. She worked for the Daily Prophet, she was head reporter and she always had to get up early so she could take a shower, make breakfast, find a suitable outfit, do her hair and makeup and travel using portkey. Rose always kept a portkey to her work office.

Jacob took a sip of his coffee reading the paper. He always read the paper during breakfast. "Marie, could you cook the usual breakfast for me today? Thanks."

Jacob was extremely rich, he is also a chaser to some new international Quidditch Team. Something like the Furtive Dragons.
"Here you go Jacob." said Marie. Marie was one of the servants Jacob had, he knew her quite well and she knew him quite well.
Jacob swallowed a bit of bacon and scrambled eggs when he felt a sharp talon scratch his left shoulder.

beep beep Harry's alarm clock was going off and he opend his eyes to see some sunlight filtering through his window he rolled over and saw his clock say ten till six he had to head off towards the school him and Ron were training to become Aurors and you could not apparate or floo you had to either fly there or walk nad it took a good 20 min to get there by flying Harry rolled out of bed and walked into his bathroom and tooka quick shower and pulled on some robes and walked into teh kitchen/living room where he fixed himself some breakfast then he searched for his broom but couldn't find it anywhere where did I leave it? he thought maby I left it at Anna's house he the apparated to Anna's apartmnet and knocked on teh front door I hope she is awake

Harry smiled when Anna opened the door adn he walked into her little living room and closed the door behind him "yes I am but I think I left my broom here...do you rember seeing it?" he asked as he heard a pop and saw a waffle pop up

"Ouch." yelped Jacob. Jacob snatched the letter from the owl and read it aloud.
Hey Jacob,
Today's Quidditch Practice is cancelled. How 'bout we go to Hogsmeade for a couple of drinks? Meet me at the 3 broomsticks pub at 1:00? See you then
Frank
Jacob shook his head, everytime a Quidditch Practice was cancelled Frank always wanted to go down to Hogsmeade.
jacob reached for a quill and parchment.

Be glad. meet u there, stay cool.
Jacob
He handed te letter to the owl and it flew off almost immediately as if there was a bomb in the house. Jacob sighed, he had been hoping to visit his one and only, Rose at work today. Guess not thought Jacob.

"Big news!" shrieked Alison, Rose's photographer. "there's been a murder at the Jens place! Old man Jen was killed with the killing curse and stab 4 times in the back! They need you to write a report!"
"Really? let's get a move on then! Grab your camera and extra film! You'll run out if you take more than 2 pictures." said Rose, sipping her coffee and taking a pen and pad. Rose clipped her 'Head Reporter' pin to her shirt.
"How'd you know that?" asked Alison, wrapping her camera in velvet.
"Um never mind that. Floo powder, floo powder. Where'd we put it?"
"Maybe in the Teleportation room?" suggested Alison.
"Brilliant! That's not too far from here!" exclaimed Rose, grabbing Alison's hand and tugging her towards the door. Alison grunted. Ooops, guess I grabbed Alison too hard. thought Rose.

Harry grinned "I will go check the closet" he said walking over to closet door and looked inside "nope it isn't in there" he said closing it then looked at his watch he didn't have long before he had to leave

OCC:Just wondering where is Hermione in this thing?

ooc: Um i am hermione, i am just waitng for Ron to post.

OCC OHHHHH right! Just when i looked at the character list you dont have yourself there sorry, just wondering lol.

ooc:i do want to play draco its just that i havent been on,i have been on holidays sry...so am i draco?:ooc

ooc: yeah cuz u asked first. So your Draco, besides i dont even know what happened to the other guy.

Neville fell out of the fire place with a thud. He quickly got up and tried to sweep off some of the soot off of his cloak. He looked around at the Great Hall for a second before he started running to the entrance door.
He was a half and hour late and Professor Sprout wasn't happy....
"Mr. Longbottom, what in the world am I going to do with you?"
"I'm sorry... I got distracted."
"Neville, Nevile, Neville..." she put her arm around his shoulder. "I know you have what it takes to be a herbology teacher but you can't go to your students classes late."
"I'm sorry! I'll try harder! I..."
"I'm tired of hearing it. If you don't come in on time tomorrow I'm affraid I'll have to consider failing you."
"But..."
"Now go and take care of those plants over there and remember Neville..." she opened the greenhouse door. "be here on time." she shut the door firmly. Neville sat down next to a plant and put his face in his hands.
"But...it's not my fault...." he said in a quiet voice.

"i am positive....it isn't over at my place and I don't think I could have left it anywhere else" he said looking around the room thinking