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"Eh, you'd theenk I proposed to her," he echoed to a smirking friend from across the table, reminding himself to perhaps write her an owl of apology----wait, if this is what she just did to him, sending a poor innocent owl into the line of fire was just cruelty. The vampire rolled his baby blue eyes and winked half-heartedly in the direction of a beaming red-head. Why must she embed so hard on him? Nothing like that has ever happened since...no...no...shut up Nich. Bringing her up is just....pointless. He sighed, leaning forward and watching the odd girl with a samurai flare leave. She even looked like her.... He felt bad. He honestly did. Who was this kind of Nich anyway? An alter-ego denied air? |
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Serena loved this side of Draco. The side where he was capable of showing friendship. She wished more people could see it but was sort of glad, she was one of the few that got to see this more intimate side of him. Quote:
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Glad that Harry was changing the subject, she had really no idea what to say to Lelouch, she commented on the extra students too. "I've never seen so many of them at once." She said as they walked into the Great Hall. Choosing a seat, she looked at the Cullen's who were sitting near her. "Their all so perfect too. It's like they all stepped out of a movie." |
Lelouch took a seat next to Hermione while Harry sat across him. "You shouldn't judge people by appearance, I doubt those people are as perfect as you think they are."Lelouch said as he looked around, he noticed there were quite a few vampires in the room and that they were probably those that looked as if they stepped out of a movie. He wondered how she would think about them if she knew what they were but on the other hand how would she think about him if she knew what he really was. Harry remained quiet for the moment since he was busy filling his plate with breakfast before he started eating while looking around the great hall. "They do have something odd to them you know, they all have this air about them and their quite pale, could they all be related or some...."Harry stopped talking when his eyes set upon Lelouch and realized that Lelouch was exactly like those other people. "Ahem, so Hermione what class do we have later?" |
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Ron rolled over and opened his eyes once he as awake enough he realized most everyonewas already at breakfast. He sleepishly climbed out of bed, pulled on some clean trousers and a clean shirt. Ron tucked his wand away be for putting one his shoes. He hurried from the boys dorm to the common room. Expecting to find Hermione scowling at him for sleieping in so late. She wasn't.... and harry was no where to be found either. He exited the common room and headed for breakfast. he entered the great hall and made his way over to where harry and Hermione were sitting with one of the new guys. |
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As she turned on her heel to survey the rest of the beds, some of which were occupied, she took note of Carlisle. The tall, pale stranger who had shown up in her wing had been of great assistance. Though, he was very quiet, it seemed. She approached him slowly, waiting until he had finished tending to a student before she spoke. "Getting along well?" |
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He wrapped a bandage over a students arm and patted it. "Off you go, don't miss class." he joked to the young first year. |
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"Emmett," She called out trying to get his attention. |
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'Might I remind you Serena that Parkinson is indeed, the past. Granted it was a mistake on my part, one of the few mistakes I care to admit, but I have promised myself I won't acquaint myself with the likes of her in the future.' Draco ground out, teeth gritted. His eyes had darkened, a stormy grey and he glanced around the Great Hall. 'How about...' He paused, 'Who is your latest 'arm candy' nowadays, anyway Serena?' Draco finished with grim satisfaction, his eyebrows raised, smug. Let's see her try to get round this one. Quote:
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After cooling off down at the lake Carly Jones started to make her way to her first class of the day: Charms. It wasn't a boring class but it wasn't exactly fascinating. But of course nothing was fascinating to Carly. However she managed to pass it by getting an A in it. She'd def. gotten her father's brains. As Carly meandered down the hallway, she cursed silently as her book bag split open at the seam. Scraps of parchment, quills, ink and books rolled down the hallway. And to Carly's horror a happy picture of her, Maura and her parents fluttered out too. Crap. |
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She glanced at the first year with a smile. The bandage had been expertly applied. "Your skills aren't too bad themselves. Had a period of previous training?" She inquired. |
Lelouch was slightly amused by Harry's reaction but he somehow got the impression that it wouldn't take long for Harry or Hermione till they found out that he and the other kids were vampires, the two seemed to be very curious or something and besides it wasn't much of a puzzler. Probably the only reason they didn't realise rightaway that they were vampires was because they didn't expect vampires to be at the school. But very well for now his secret was safe and so he could try having a normal life for once. "So transfiguration and charms..."Lelouch repeated, he wasn't sure what to say seeing as there was some obvious discomfort after Harry's words. But luckily someone arrived at the table and he hoped this would make the rest forget about the link between him and the other new students. "Goodmorning Ron."Harry said."I saved a seat for you."He gestured to the empty seat next to him. "Oh this is Lelouch, one of the new students." Lelouch stood up to extend a hand towards the redheaded boy. "Lelouch Lamperouge, nice to meet you." |
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"Are we allowed to sit at the Gryffindor table?" He asked Rosalie. He scanned the table for Alice and had to try an and dodge a few eyes of some younger girls who kept staring and whispering. "I can't see Emmett either." |
Chlo wandered down into the great hall, late as usual. As she did she noticed to extremly beautiful slytherin's standing in the doorway. They were glancing over at the Gryffindor table. That was wierd. The ravenclaw watched them as she walked towards her house table. The blonde sat down at picked up a bread roll and began to eat it. |
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"Are we supposed to be like going to classes now, man?" |
"Yeah," Embry said casually. Something clicked in his mind moments later. Classes. "Oh, shouldn't we be leaving?" he laughed, getting his bag. "What's Ravenclaws got first?" he asked his friend. |
"Same schedule....?"Lelouch asked slightly puzzled before he realised why she suddenly asked him this, or atleast to him it seemed sudden. Because of his discomfort a few moments earlier he had just randomly repeated something just to break the silence but it took him a while to remember that he had repeated something about Transfiguration and Charms. "My apologies, I was slightly daydreaming so I didn't realise what you were talking about rightaway...but uhm."He said as he started searching trough his bag for his timetable. "I do take those classes but I don't know if we have the same schedule, let's see."he finished as he finally found his timetable. "hah it seems I'm in luck, Transfiguration followed by Charms."He said with a smile, he was glad that he would atleast knew some people in the class. |
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Speak of the devil. She passed him, her bag splitting open with a terrfic crash that sent midnight black ink splattering a collage against the crisply pressed hem of his trousers. Nich bit his tongue to refrain from swearing. She looked...helpless. Sighing, he obliged his feet to wander over. "I need to apologize for that little performance back there," he began in a softer, shyer tone than before while his hands effortlessly scooped up the splayed parchment. Nevermind the photos. He didn't pay attention to such silly memorandums of the past. "So, I am sorry." Nich hushed himself, prepared for the bombs this time. This task was from merely the kindness of his heart. Maybe it would assuage her enough to actually speak a few words of casual conversation. Which was just what he ardently hoped for. |
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He grabbed a torn and ripped schedule from his pants pocket and scanned it. "Charms." He announced disdainfully. "What about you Hufflepuffs? Maybe I'll just ditch mine and go with you to yours." Quill stated, grinning. Quote:
Carly's dark eyes flew up at the sound of that familiar voice. Was he seriously apologizing? And helping her? Carly bit her lip back, trying to restrain herself from making a catty, sarcastic retort. After all she was already half-way through her seventh year and would most likely never seen him again after school ended. But it wasn't like Carly was ready to get all buddy-buddy with him. A few polite words here and there was sufficient. The end. Good-bye. "Thanks." She said simply, taking her parchment and other assorted junk from him before realizing she no longer had a bag to put anything in. |
Embry took the schedule from his back pocket, balancing it on his palm. "Same here," he said. "Don't worry about skipping," he laughed, shoving it in his pocket again. "You'd probably get in too much trouble, but who cares?" he grinned, fishing out his Charms book and throwing his bag around his shoulder. "Charms will probably be the only class Huffies have with Ravenclaws," he added sadly. "I've got a free period after that, though." He looked at the floor as they began to turn to the Charms corridor. He thought about Claire for some reason. Claire, Emily, and Kim. He wondered what they were doing. He bet Quil, Sam, and Jared were feeling really weird to be without them. He laughed, wondering how that came up. |
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"Here...are...the rest of your things," he stammered distantly before muttering a quick incantation so the seam in her bag stayed put. "Um, sorry once more and I must be off." Nich was painfully aware of how dark his irises turned suddenly. That lucid scent! Maddening! "See ya around," he coughed, stumbling nimbly to his feet and striding down the length of the corridor. For one split second, it appeared as though his broad shoulders turned back and his Tahoe blue orbs met her in cordiality. It could have been a descriptive mirage that Nich Sergienov gave Carly Jones an honest, highly contrite grin. |
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