Thank you for the bio. Yes you can play a made-up girl. Just add her bio too.

Presenting the beautiful and elite.....

vesper tarletine

Name - Vesper Tarletine
Nicknames - Vespa (by Pierce only, unless of course you hate your head that much)
Age && Year - 16/6
Appearance - Perhaps the only thing longer than her legs is her hair. Perhaps the only thing shorter than you are her shorts. Vesper never meant to look like she stepped out of a CK ad, but here she is, fresh, perfumy, and wonderfully fuss free. Whether its the Guess skinnes she managed to snag up before sneaking back to school at 3 AM, the humongous earrings that come in pairs just to counterbalance the other, or the smaller-than-your-chihuahua shorts, she wore it first and she wore it better than you. She's a one-woman-circus-freak show, but she pulls it off, tre elite. Never seen without Chapstick or a vat, tanker, or dam of green tea. Only one for miles with a legit tan; and yes, she washes her hair in imported salt water to get the surfer waves.
Personality - A beach bum lost in the sea of moorland Scotland. Whatever you're so excited about, chances are she's already done it. Got a date with Cutie McHunkmuffin; oh, the one Vesper cast aside last week for Hunkier McMuffin? Vesper sets the trends, walks the walk, and probably doesn't talk to you. Unless you dangle a pair of Oakley aviators under her nose...then you get 5 minutes. Of course, she is in the ranks of the Queen Bee, but is kind of a femme fatale, hoarding the mystery behind her as she walks ALONE. There are two sides to her story; one the soft, sexy Vesper; one the furious, sexy Vesper. Her seen, not heard vibe grows on you...don't try resisting.
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pierce avery

Name - Pierce Avery
Nicknames - Avery; Prince Pierce (he'll hate you in his afterlife if you call him the latter)
Age && Year - 16/6
Appearance - Strikingly gorgeous with the slightest veneer of unintentional arrogance? Naturally dark-circled eyes from the late night art inspiration to the romantic rendezvous...oh, he's said too much. Never manages to button his shirt to the top. Oh, and the accent. Just hear the Italian splendor.
Personality - Leads a solitary existance in a parentless London loft while not at school; he's the neo-hippie next door and he makes paint look (and smell) sexy (since its practically his cologne). Shame, him having that accent, for he seldom speaks. Except to Vesper, whom he considers a sister and occasional mate when his love life takes a very rare indeed cool down. Speaking of, Warning: The fellow you are about to enjoy has serious commitment issues. Sideffects include: broken hearts, weight gain from all the ice cream you'll eat, a keener eye for the faults of every man after him, and cheesy romance novels devoted for your blissful days with Pierce Avery. But never fear, he makes a sketch of each and every one of you.
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Thank you for the bios All That Jazz.

Okay. We're going to start the RP without the remaining bios. To people who still need to write them, just edit a previous post and PM when you do so, so I know. .

Everyone is going to be in the great hall for the first feast. What everyone doesn't know is that Sydney has come back to Hogwarts, and she isn't in the hall yet. She's got to make the dramatic entrance, lol.

BIC:

Tatiana was already bored with the feast. She had heard practically the same speech from McGonagall every year. Instead of listening to the professor talk on about equality, Tatiana turned her attention to her nails, and thinking about the school work that lay ahead of her. Despite giving off the impression that she didn't care for school, Tee was a straight A student, with the intention to attend university to become a lawyer.

Tatiana also chanced a look for a familiar face, but it didn't appear. Still at Beaubaxtons. She thought to herself.

Cameron listened intently to McGonngaul's speech. She always thought she had something worthwhile to say. She scanned the Gryffindor table and saw Tatiana studying her nails. It never failed. The Queen Bee could do anything she wanted.

Ryan kept quiet throught the whole feast. He wasn't paying attention to anything that was going on. He really missed his sister being around.

Alex sat at the Gryffindor table beside Edward not really paying much attention to the speech but instead looking around the tables winking at some girls, he mainly thought it was funny the way they batted their eyelashes and giggled whenever they saw him.

Peyton sat at the Hufflepuff table smiling and listening to McGonagall's speech, she looked over at Jasmine "This years going to be great isn't it?Looking forward to being captain?" She asked excitedly, she loved being on the team.

Oh!! Im so SORRY!! Ive been reely busy and that!! SORRY!! Post mah Bio now!!!

Name: Tilliah Ashborn
Nickname/s: Tilly, Tills...(Call her Tilly-she hates the name Tilliah)
Age: 16
Year: 6th
Blood: Half and Half
House: Gryffie
Apperance:

Tilly is an overall beautiful looking girl. She has a cute feminine body, lightly tanned skin, gorgeous blonde hair and aqua bluey-green eyes. She always wears a strong posture and takes good care of her form, keeping it in good shape.
Personality: Tilly is a quite popular girl although she dosen't realise it. Tilly clings with the popular group, but wouldn't classify herself as the top of the group. Her looks get her most places and most people are suprised by her kind-hearted spirit, as people think that her being with the popular group she could be quite mean. Tilly likes to stay out of the spotlight, letting her other friends seek the attention that she already has with her looks. Most guys are out to get her but Tilly is a bit shy with guys. Buy....Tilly does have a thing for Pierce Avery-but she keeps her secret with herself. Well...her secret that she finds his Italian accent rather sexy.!! But Tilly does not really realise how easy it is for guys to pick her up with her beauty.
Bakground: Tilly lives with her very rich dad...Grayson Ashburn in a tall castle in the country london. Tilly's parents split when she was 13, due to the fact that her father regretted marraying Tilly's mum, Gennivive Lordock as Genivive later in the marriage had become a rich selfish snob. Tilly visits her mum on summer holidays in Miami, where Genivie lives with her new family and even richer CEO worker husband, Richard, the Lordock family....(The lordock step children hate Tilly)
The break-up does not really disturb Tilly but she may become a little emotional when her mother is mentioned.

Again! Sorry Guys! I will start RPing later

A feminine grunt. How embarrassing. Apparently, some caught up on their beauty sleep at the feast.

"Eh? Has McGonagall died in the years her speech is taking?" Vesper mumbled hazily, lifting her chin from the table and whipping strands of a caramel coiffeur stuck to her face. Tatiana looked in a more wakeful state, marginally. Immediately, Vesper had a compact in hand, checking for smudges to her kohl. None, though she predicted, but reassurances were...reassuring. "Well, might as well get comfy," she drawled, loosening the top button of her blouse and fetching under the table to produce a rather flashy stiletto. "Who's up for brain the firstie?" she smirked, twirling the heel in a slight wrist with a very good aim.

Pierce Avery only just produced himself from the second floor closet, following a fifth-year with rather lovely curvature by five minutes. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, unable to betray his recent pastime anymore than if he were the cat with canary feathers on his maw. Yet, his modesty carried him away silently toward his table, without greeting male comrades undoubtedly thirsty to hear, but to shed a polite ear on the start-of-term announcements. Yet, the wanderlust steel grey eye was already surveying the room, watching the start-of-term beauty.

Tatiana smirked slightly when Vesper awoke. Not wanting to draw attention to them, she whispered in her ear. "At least wait until the feast has begun before you go throwing stilettos around." Mimicking her friend, Tatiana also undid a couple of buttons on her blouse, but kept her shoes on. They were her favourite. She also loosened her tie. "This better finish soon. Growling stomachs just aren't appealing."

Vesper half-turned to check that Tatiana was still there and not replaced by a nobody. That tone smelled, worse than any cheap fragrance ever could. "What?" she quirked a brow, "Some firstie blackmailing you before the feast? Already?" Her tone mimiced the same incredulity that Tatiana reserved for her stiletto-flinging admonitions. "I'm boooored," she huffed, discreetely aiming her wand at a girl with bulging glasses who was tripping the 24-inch distance alarm. From the podium she heard McGonagall interrupt as the glasses-clad unfortunate exited, rather bounced, from the room, shaped very much like a beach ball. Vesper giggled quite innocently, fluttering her fingers toward a few appreciative graduates of the male species.

"Real nice, Vesper." Tatiana said through a flawless smile, but she couldn't help giggling along. She flicked her hair and followed with her eyes the helpless girl continue to bounce across the Hufflepuff table. "I'm bored too, but the old witch will be over soon. Then the games can really start." Tatiana smiled with pure joy at the thought of the new year and all the scandals that would entail. "And anyway just how many of these people can afford shoes like that? She'd know it was us."

"True," Vesper dramatically slumped over the table once more. "She confiscates more of our shoes than dungbombs. Probably hoping at least one pair will fit those old moldy feet of hers." She wriggled in ecstacy in her seat. "Coo, new year! This place looks like sin without our carousing in the halls for three whole months!" Not that she pitied the place, comparing to the places she'd been, trouble she'd gotten into over her seasonal respite. Though she'd save naughty story time for an impending girls' night. "Tatiana, your first order of business..." she fingered a toffee from her clutch, floating it around her jaw.

"Are you kididng me? I'd give her a pair just to get her to shut up!" Tatiana groaned, seriously contemplating getting up and walking out. She looked around the hall, noticing others falling asleep, or just talking to each other and ignoring the headmistress. She quickly turned her attention to Vesper when she mentioned business. "Go on, intrigue me." She replied with interest.

"My my, so philantropic," she swirled the toffee around her expecting pink ice-stained pout like a circling plane, finally positioning it in her mouth and sinking her teeth into the succulence. "Mmmmm," she purred, once more arousing some looks. "Sometimes I wonder if candy is better than boys," she joked, joked of course. But she was brushing Tatiana off. "I won't intrigue you yet," she batted her eyelashes and steepled her fingers as expertly as any Corleone she'd ever seen in her mindless obsession with The Godfather. "But I assure you, it will be. Explosive." Her lips slowed, expelling the word as though it were a bullet. The air had changed, the sky, perhaps darkened even for the moonlit night. But Vesper Tarletine grinned, shrugged, and returned to making eyes at a rather dishy Scandinavian import two rows down. Tati not knowing wouldn't hurt her. Or could it?

Jasmine smiled slightly as she listened to McGonagall. Luckily, she was like Dumbledore in the fact that she didn't talk too much before everyone ate. Still, she did talk beforehand. Her speech dragging on longer than usual, Jazz allowed her green eyes to wander the hall.

Edward wandered into the great hall a few minutes later than he should have, but he loved to make an entrance. No one really knew he was supposed to come back, but he still wanted everyone to notice him. Smiling and strutting his best, he swaggered to the Gryffindor table and sat down, grinning ear to ear.

Tatiana rolled her eyes and glared down the boys who were looking over. Vesper was always such a tease. Not just to them, but to her. "No, go on. Something like this needs to be shared. You can't just let slip that whatever you've got planned will be explosive and not tell me that's not fair." Tatiana explained, reaching across to grab a piece of fruit from a nearby platter. She bit down on the apple hard, ignoring the glances from others at the sudden noise. She just shrugged her delicate shoulders and smiled.

Tilliah sat, slightly tired, listening to McGonnigal drown on with her usual speech. Tilly almost felt herself dozing off. Hmm...well that wasn't hard.
Tilly was sitting just across from Tatiana. She was sooo Lucky! She had total fame....but it didn't matter. Tilly wasn't jealous, it wasn't like Tilly wanted Popularity. I Guess this whole Sydney going to Beauxbatons did have a huge impact!!
Tilly continued looking at Tatiana, waiting for her to notice. But, when Tatiana glanced towards Tilly, Tilly smiled and winked at her.

"What?" Tatiana asked Tilly. She was constantly hanging around with herself and Vesper, and she was always there when you needed somebody to do the dirty work, but Tatiana never classed her as a close friend, not like Sydney. Not that Sydney was ever around. Tatiana was a bit bitter about her 'best' friend leaving without a goodbye. "Do I have something on my face?"

Tatina then noticed Edward walking into the hallway. She began to smile at him and shuffled a bit so he could sit next to her. "And just why are you grinning like the cat that got the cream?" She whispered to him, kissing him lightly on the cheek afterwards.

Edward grinned and kissed her full on the mouth briefly. Because I've got a great girl like you on my arm and no worries whatsoever. Thought there was nothing to lean on, he put his arms behind his head and leaned back, looking very effective.

The kiss was too quick for Tatiana to respond, but she enjoyed it nonetheless. "I know you too well Edward. You've got to be planning something." It seemed that everyone was planning something. First Vesper, now Edwards. Tatiana wanted in on the action.

The never-ending speech finally came to a halt, and the food magically appeared on the tables. The hall came to life, full of chatter and excitement. Tatiana let out a huge sigh of relief and began to fill her plate. She was hardly going to touch it though.

Edward raised his eyebrow at her. I don't know what you mean, he said uncertainly, but as the food appeared, he grinned. Excellent, he said and began piling his plate with fried chicken, potato chips, and green peas. Yes, even the hotties sometimes at vegetables.

Sydney sighed as she got out of her carriage, she couldn't believe she'd actually decided to do this. She was coming back to Hogwarts. She nodded her thanks to the house elf that appeared to take her things up to her room and checked her outfit over quickly. Skirt at a probably less than appropriate length, check. School shirt loosely buttoned up with her tie hanging down low, check. Killer brown stiletto boots that she'd picked up in France, check. She shifted her bag into the crook of her arm and quickly grabbed her compact mirror. Her make-up was still perfect, she'd checked it over in the carriage, and her hair was suitably wild while still looking perfect. Sydney smiled to herself before putting the mirror away and walking up the steps into the castle. The walk to the Great Hall was quiet, she knew she was late but didn't really care. As she approached the giant doors she could hear the noises of her fellow students chattering. Well at least I missed the speech, she thought to herself with a grin. She slowly pused open the doors and stood waiting in the doorway. Sydney Underwood was back, and Hogwarts wouldn't know what had hit it.

Tatiana sighed and conceded. "Fine, I believe you." She replied to Edward with a small smile. She truly did love this guy. She went back to her food, and listened to the inane chatter from the lower year Gryffindors. It was all Quidditch and Witch Weekly. She rolled her eyes and tried to block it out. That's when she heard the doors of the Great Hall. Assuming it was just Filch, she didn't look up. However when people started to go quiet, she glanced to the far end of the hall. Tatiana sat there is pure shock when she saw Sydney walk through. "What the hell?" She spat just a little too loudly, she'd forgotten the rest of the hall was quiet.

Sydney took a sly deep breath and started walking towards the Gryffindor table, she could feel all eyes on her and wasn't too sure how she felt about it. But she guessed her return would be cause for gossip and so ignored it. As she approached the Gryffindor table Sydney saw Tatiana sat there, looking frozen with shock. And next to her was the one guy she really didn't want to see, Edward. Now was not a good time for a confrontation and Sydney really hoped that Edward wouldn't make a scene. She stopped in front of Tatiana, Edward and their friends. "No welcome back then T?" She said cautiously, Sydney really wasn't sure how Tatiana would take her return to Hogwarts.

"Of course S." Tatiana managed to get out before standing and hugging Sydney. She was still shocked, but she didn't want everyone thinking that she had no idea Sydney was coming back. They were meant to be best friends after all. "Come sit down, there's still food." Tatiana said thinking to herself how stupid she just sounded. She had noticed Sydney look to Edward, but didn't think anything of it. She was just overwhelmed with it all.