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Hermione_loves_Ron · 03-29-2008, 11:52 PM

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Gone are the days of darkness and fear. Times plagued with horrors and nightmares, torture and deceit. No longer does one have to fear their heritage, their lifestyle, their neighbors, because the Wizarding World has been living blissfully in peace. For twenty-five years, since the fateful defeat of Lord Voldemort by the heroic Harry Potter, there has been no sign of darkness, nothing that could get through the veil of safety and happiness cloaking the world.

Because of this, a new legacy is rising in Hogwarts. The Marauders had their legacy. Harry Potter and his friends had theirs. Now, a new legacy is taking their place in the school. Everyone knows who they are - they're not famous. They're just a little notorious for being loud and having parties and living up their lives. Who can blame them?

This isn't about their legacy, though. This is a new generation, a new group of students. Sure, no one is overcoming dark patches and evil dark deeds, but they're overcoming O.W.L.s, heart break, love blossom, friendship, and those nasty bullies. They're managing school and life. Parties and studying. Dancing and detention.

These are the peaceful years... live it up while you still can...

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The year is 2022, twenty-five years past the defeat of Lord Voldemort. During these twenty-five years has reigned peace and prosperity. The Ministry of Magic leads and does a wonderful job at protecting the people and keeping crime at bay, allowing good and light to continue to shine. Our RP itself takes place in the halls of Hogwarts, the ever-studious and academically inclined school of witchcraft and wizardy...

Hah.

This is one of those tales of coming to age and growing up. Of living your life the way you want and letting nothing come in the way. And also, of facing your fears. Because nothing stays good for long. Even the best apple can spoil...

The Headmistress is named Professor Natiya (Nat-ee-ya) VaamWront.

Gryffindor Head: Herbology Professor Catherine Hollis
Slytherin Head: Defense Against Dark Arts Professor Lliam Knowling
Ravenclaw Head: Transfiguration Professor Xavier Calling
Hufflepuff Head: Charms Professor Melanie Basalph (buh-saw-ff)

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1. First and foremost, follow the Knockturn Alley RP Rules. If you refuse to, I will have you kicked out of the RP.
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3. No supercharacters. Therefore, no powers. Sorry. But most people can't handle them and they wouldn't be too important here anyway. You're not invincible, you're not going to avoid every attack. But, likewise, don't control another's character. Leave it up to them whether or not something you do affects them.
4. Literacy is a must. if u typ3 lyk dis, then you can't join. You don't have to type novels, but try to keep it a few sentances at least. Describe things, don't just state stuff. And please, try to write as if this is a school paper. Astericks somewhat annoy me =)
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Nolan Weiss (Prefect) (5): Hermione_loves_Ron
Morzella "Mozzie" O'Niel (5): Hermione_loves_Ron
Tristan Storme (6): Hermione_loves_Ron
Charolotte "Boo" Remmington (6): Hermione_loves_Ron
Olliver "Ollie" Stratton (5): Hermione_loves_Ron
Salinea Avery (Prefect) (5): Hermione_loves_Ron
Sarah O’Neil (5): Pandalicious
Gabriel "Gabe" Richardson (5): Pandalicious
Grace Richards (6): Faerilicious
Stefan Dio (6): NightShadows
Arianna Radisic (6): obsession8888
Pierce Richards (5): Saint Oscar
Vivi Vella Venin (5): A Twisted Wicked Fate
Carly Ahern (5): Harry Potter Fanatic
Victoria Lynn Kasters (5): Lania Felton
Maiuly "Edge" Yuu (5): Evster
Troy Winters (5): Evster
Melissa "Mellie" Bruns (5) (Prefect): ErinElizabeth
Aaron Dawking (5): Willow Kovac

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Austin · 06-01-2008, 06:39 AM

Ooc- LOL! -sniggers- I have a feeling Quency-kins will get the chance to really get to his thoughts surrounding the topic of Mozzie real soon...

Inez started giggling with a cruel kind of enjoyment as she thought about the nose. It had gone so very badly... But with the next statement she fell silent and frowned. "What?" Blink.

For once it didn't take long for her to process. And she was officially irked. "She--" She pointed off in some random direction. "He--" Now at Quentin. "NO! She can't. She just.. EWw and NO!"

Quentin looked up from his hardly touched food and right at Boo. Carly Kennedy? Oh she had to be joking. First of all, it was Carly. Sure, she'd go for anyone, but it was Quentin. And she didn't keep much interest and those who didn't have any interrest in her. Second, again, it was Quentin. Yeah, he could certainly pass as attractive, but he wasn't Nolan and Tristan.

And now, on top of it all Inez was irked. "'Nez I'm sure she wa-"

Inez ignored his mutters and interrupted with all the little secrets and things she'd heard about the girl. "She shaves her arms! And her parents are in the middle of this GINORMOUS divorce all because of her! And I saw her cheat off someone once! And her name isn't even Carly! It's Carmelina-Lewana." She crossed her arms bitterly for a moment.

Hense what the pack rat can store.

Quentin found himself glancing down at the other end of the table, hoping she wasn't loud enough for everyone else to hear. Or for Kennedy to hear... His eyes wandered back to Mozzie at her words. Was she trying to say that he wasn't good enough for anyone? And that the only reason that anyone would possibly look at him was to get Inez riled?

Ouch.

Well overall he could really care less... At least about Carly that was. What he really wanted was the conversation to end. He opened his mouth to say something and yet again was interrupted! Sigh.

"What do you mean what's he gonna do about it huh?" Inez asked, looking at Mozzie now. "He's gonna do nothing! She's eww and horrible and he's better than her," she ended up concluding to herself, stabbing her soggy pancake like it was a certain someone's face.

"What she said.. 'Bout the nothing part," he muttered uncomfortably as he once again looked down at his plate.

"She said that I should be all by my onsie since she didn't get how I could sit at the same table with people above my level and so much smarter than me. So she started it!" Inez answered Motzie as she attempted to get a piece of pancake off the end of her fork.

"Well you sort of riped her shirt.."

"Accident," she managed to answer in a sing songy kind of voice, finally flicking the food off the fork.

"And again, she was probably looking at the Pretty Twins over here," he added as a by-the-way statement, running a hand through his dark hair, as was his habit.

What a horrible day. And oh look! Only still morning. He was like a freaking target! What happened to being half ignored? He missed that. He looked over at Tristan. Yes Storme seemed to know him well. "Who likes pie?" he said rhetorically, so as to say that yes! A subject change would be great.

"I'm still over it," Inez added in.

Harmonizer · 06-01-2008, 11:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

"Eeeeek! Hurry, huuuuurrry!" Mozzie cried as a rumble grew from her stomach and the doors to the Great Hall drew nearer. She picked up speed, tugging again at the boys as she ran for the door.

She'd have to slip something out of the Great Hall. At least at lunch, when she had her bag with her. It was hard to manuever napkins full of cookies and rolls out of the Great Hall without something to carry it in.

Humming happily, she pushed open the doors to the Great Hall, waving happily at the Ravenclaw table, (though rather uncertain of who was even seated there.)

Still dragging the boys, she seated herself at the table with Georgie, nearby Arianna. Then she turned straight to Georgie.

"You disappeared last night," she stated, a rather accusatory tone in her voice, while her hands grappled at all the food around her.

Nolan sighed and grabbed her hands, pulling them back. "Watch where you're putting that food," he lectured softly, having just stopped Mozzie from spilling a fried egg into her lag. "Pardon her," he explained to Georgie. "She's ah... got an excess of energy." Then his eyes slid to Quentin. "Perhaps someone should help her use it up."

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"'Course it won't be gone, Nezzy!" Boo cried, though she hurried forward. "Let's go!"

And off she ran, with Tristan trailing behind. He didn't run so much as... scampered? It was surely an odd sight.

Not long after Mozzie and Co. had seated themselves did Boo fling open the doors of the Great Hall, marching herself towards the Ravenclaw table.

"Ayyyyy! Good morrow' sweet maties! How's the brekkie treating ye?" Then she sat down beside Georgie, wiggling over, before glancing up and blinking at her. "You! Yarrr! Ye be the one 'oo ditched us for serial heart breaker yonder, aye?"

Tristan groaned, lowring himself down on Mozzie's other side, across from Boo. He sent her a gentle tap to the shin with his shoe.

"Boo has... an excess load of energy."

Just as she was about to eat, Georgie was soon joined by her friends at the table, with Mozzie and Boo sitting on either side of her. "G'morning guys!" She greeted them happily with a giggle.

Well, you could honestly this bunch was one of the tightest friends around. They even said the same things! Even when Boo was speaking unlike herself today. Hehe.

"Aww! I'm sorry you guys!" She said, a smile still evident on her face. "It's just that, well..." She lowered her voice and leaned forward a bit. "Me and Hugo were out last night. And, eeeeek! It was just, the best!" She was trying her hardest not to squeal, really. "And Boo! He's not a heart breaker! He's a really nice guy. Kind of a flirt, though, but then so am I! Auberon's the heart breaker, and we all know that. Hmph." She gave a small pout and stuck her tongue out good-humoredly. What could she say, she was in a good mood!

Then she turned from Nolan to Tristan, blinking at them (Well, kind of blushing when she looked at Tristan. He was still cute!). "You guys said the same things again! Heeee!" She couldn't help but giggle. So what, maybe she had some excess energy, too. And being around these people only added to the energized feel.

Oh, and that look that Nollie gave Quentin as he said something about using up Mozzie's energy, no matter how inconspicuous he intended it to be, made Georgie's eyes turn into wide, curious orbs. Now the energy was REALLY up!

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Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Hugo glanced at his watch. MEEP! Gee would definitely be up by now. He threw his magazine aside, and pulled on some clean clothes. Scruffing up his hair, he made his way out of Ravenclaw tower, and into the Great Hall. His expression softened as he saw her. Aaaaah. Like a breath of fresh air. He quickly stepped towards her, and slipped his hands over her eyes.

"Morning beautiful." Hugo said softly in her ear, grinning.

And she felt like she was just about ready to burst into little tiny pieces.

As familiar, warm hands slid around her face, covering her eyes, Georgie gave a little yelp of surprise, then giggled once more. She knew he'd come. She knew it was him even if he hadn't spoken. But then again, the words he uttered sent shivers down her spine. She gently peeled his hands off her face and looked up at him. "Hugooo!" She beamed happily, then handed him his jacket. "Thanks for this." And she was trying not to blush. Eeeek.

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Cleo paused as she heard his voice in her ear. Okaaay, why was he going into the girl's dormitory? She smiled back, her eyes twinkling. Slightly. "Morning Auberon." She said brightly, and flashed her perfect smile. It didn't quite match up to Etain's. Merrr.

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Originally Posted by A Twisted Wicked Fate

Etain fluttered her eyes open and pulled aside the drapery around her bed. And there he was, in all his shining glory. "Ah, my love, care to be my wake up call this morning?" She smiled before getting up and kissing on the lips. "Mmm you taste minty." She giggled before backing up and looking down at what she was wearing. Crap, she was in her silk nightdress. She gave a soft light laugh, "Oh Auberon, you caught me in my drawers."

Auberon was glad Cleo didn't take offense from last night's happenings. Well, of course she wouldn't! The girls would have to have gotten used to his unavailability by now. Still, he was free to flirt. Not to have serious relationships. That was for Etain alone. He gave her a nod as she proceeded downstairs, and moved to gather his Etain in his arms.

"G'morning my lovely Queen," he greeted with a wide smile as he kissed her gently back. "Yes, I was kind of in the mood. Haha. And, thank you. I just brushed my teeth, in case you decided to do just that," he explained with a sly wink. He then watched her survey herself, then smirked. "Well Etain, I'm kind of still in my pajamas myself, only I covered it with a robe, see?" He moved the robe slightly to revela emerald green silk pajamas. "You don't have to change if you don't want to." Hah!

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-01-2008, 08:39 PM

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Originally Posted by Padie

While these thoughts attacked her mind she didn't notice her path. Only did she see that she was walking towards the Great Hall when her eyes met that beautiful hair she knew only too well. The guy she had been thinking of was right before her eyes. Stopping dead on her tracks, she watched him walk for a few minutes and gulped.

She had to talk to him. But could she talk to him? And what would she said?

No, it was better to stay away. Yes. Staying away was the best option since she'd do nothing but bore him or make a fool out of herself.

But then again, it was now or never. And she missed him. She missed him too much. And if he did get bored or if she started to feel unusually weird... well, she could always attempt to escape somehow.

And so, before she could run away from herself, she filled her lungs with air and her body with the courage she did not possess. "Good morning, Ollie!," She called while forcing her feet to move again even if they were doing it in a slower manner.

For a moment, Ollie wasn't sure if he had heard his voice. For a while, he used to imagine hearing sweet Hannah's voice calling for him. She would always call in that sweet, sing-song voice, splitting up the syllables of his name. "Ooooooooooooll-iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" and though it was his own imagination, it always made goose pimples rise on his skin and the hair stand on end.

But this was not sweet Hannah's voice, he knew. Hannah had never been much of a morning person. And this voice lacked that sing-song quality that Hannah's always had.

He turned around to find Roisín down the hall from him, making her way to him.

"Oh! G'morning, Roisín," he greeted her, waving and hiking his bag on his shoulder, adjusting it. "Off to breakfast?" .

Honestly, he knew little of this Roisín girl. She had always seemed, to him, a bit shy and quiet. But an outsider's view could always be a skewed perspective. For instance, until this moment, he'd never noticed how curly and vibrant her hair was. With the golden light of the sunrise spilling in through the windows of the hall washed over her hair, the red and the gold mingled in a manner that could only be described as beautiful and he realized, suddenly, he had to paint that.

Sunset.

"What are you doing tonight?" the boy murmured, caught up in his artistic visionary. His head tipped to the right and part of his hair fell over his face as he gazed upon her hair, looking at the golden light dancing on the curls. Why had he never noticed this before?!

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Originally Posted by Austin

Ooc- LOL! -sniggers- I have a feeling Quency-kins will get the chance to really get to his thoughts surrounding the topic of Mozzie real soon...

Inez started giggling with a cruel kind of enjoyment as she thought about the nose. It had gone so very badly... But with the next statement she fell silent and frowned. "What?" Blink.

For once it didn't take long for her to process. And she was officially irked. "She--" She pointed off in some random direction. "He--" Now at Quentin. "NO! She can't. She just.. EWw and NO!"

Quentin looked up from his hardly touched food and right at Boo. Carly Kennedy? Oh she had to be joking. First of all, it was Carly. Sure, she'd go for anyone, but it was Quentin. And she didn't keep much interest and those who didn't have any interrest in her. Second, again, it was Quentin. Yeah, he could certainly pass as attractive, but he wasn't Nolan and Tristan.

And now, on top of it all Inez was irked. "'Nez I'm sure she wa-"

Inez ignored his mutters and interrupted with all the little secrets and things she'd heard about the girl. "She shaves her arms! And her parents are in the middle of this GINORMOUS divorce all because of her! And I saw her cheat off someone once! And her name isn't even Carly! It's Carmelina-Lewana." She crossed her arms bitterly for a moment.

Hense what the pack rat can store.

Quentin found himself glancing down at the other end of the table, hoping she wasn't loud enough for everyone else to hear. Or for Kennedy to hear... His eyes wandered back to Mozzie at her words. Was she trying to say that he wasn't good enough for anyone? And that the only reason that anyone would possibly look at him was to get Inez riled?

Ouch.

Well overall he could really care less... At least about Carly that was. What he really wanted was the conversation to end. He opened his mouth to say something and yet again was interrupted! Sigh.

"What do you mean what's he gonna do about it huh?" Inez asked, looking at Mozzie now. "He's gonna do nothing! She's eww and horrible and he's better than her," she ended up concluding to herself, stabbing her soggy pancake like it was a certain someone's face.

"What she said.. 'Bout the nothing part," he muttered uncomfortably as he once again looked down at his plate.

"She said that I should be all by my onsie since she didn't get how I could sit at the same table with people above my level and so much smarter than me. So she started it!" Inez answered Motzie as she attempted to get a piece of pancake off the end of her fork.

"Well you sort of riped her shirt.."

"Accident," she managed to answer in a sing songy kind of voice, finally flicking the food off the fork.

"And again, she was probably looking at the Pretty Twins over here," he added as a by-the-way statement, running a hand through his dark hair, as was his habit.

What a horrible day. And oh look! Only still morning. He was like a freaking target! What happened to being half ignored? He missed that. He looked over at Tristan. Yes Storme seemed to know him well. "Who likes pie?" he said rhetorically, so as to say that yes! A subject change would be great.

"I'm still over it," Inez added in.

OoC: He better. Cos I will be the first to admit that I'm a sucker for fluff and Quozzie just screams FLUFF! to me. Plus, I like to know what people are thinking.

These kids were like a headache in a can. Hanging his head, Tristan ran his long fingers through his hair, raking it up and left them there. Why couldn't they let anything drop? And why was Inez so set on bringing down this stupid girl? Couldn't he just... ignore her? Ugh.

Yet there they all obsessed over it and Quentin didn't even seem to want to be a part of the conversation and they kept on chattering away. When were they going to... grow up?

No... Tristan couldn't imagine a matured version of his group of friends. They just wouldn't be the same people, would they?

Boo waved a fork at Inez, a bit of pancake hanging for dear life to the tongs. "You need to end this fued. She's not worth all this fuss and babble. We should be talking about more fun things. Like... the 'study group' I want to form. We'll eat lots of food and listen to music and dance around."

"...so, where's the study part fit in?" asked Nolan, raising an inquisitive brow.

"Right. When we get tired from dancing, we can pause to study for a while. You know, it's been said that you shouldn't study for long periods of time without breaks."

"I think those are only fifteen minute breaks, though," Mozzie pointed out.

"Shh! Whatever! You know you're in!"

"Of course I'm in!"

"Inez? Of course you are. Quentin, you'll come, right? Right? And Nolan has to come - he's a Prefect and will be 'supervising' us and Stormy, you'll come. Right? Right Stormy?"

Tristan sighed and shook his head, conceding. Yes. He'd be there, if only to be the only one studying.

"Hurraaah!" cheered Mozzie. "We'll have to get the others, too. Like love-struck Georgie over here and Grace who was tumbling round the Common Room with Taylor. What's with everyone? Holy sugar sticks!" Was everyone hooking up? "Ich. Look! Schedules are being passed out."

For emphasis of her dislike, Mozzie curled up in a ball on the bench and ducked her head beneath the table. If I can't see them, they can't see me (said the Ostrich).

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Originally Posted by Harmonizer

Just as she was about to eat, Georgie was soon joined by her friends at the table, with Mozzie and Boo sitting on either side of her. "G'morning guys!" She greeted them happily with a giggle.

Well, you could honestly this bunch was one of the tightest friends around. They even said the same things! Even when Boo was speaking unlike herself today. Hehe.

"Aww! I'm sorry you guys!" She said, a smile still evident on her face. "It's just that, well..." She lowered her voice and leaned forward a bit. "Me and Hugo were out last night. And, eeeeek! It was just, the best!" She was trying her hardest not to squeal, really. "And Boo! He's not a heart breaker! He's a really nice guy. Kind of a flirt, though, but then so am I! Auberon's the heart breaker, and we all know that. Hmph." She gave a small pout and stuck her tongue out good-humoredly. What could she say, she was in a good mood!

Then she turned from Nolan to Tristan, blinking at them (Well, kind of blushing when she looked at Tristan. He was still cute!). "You guys said the same things again! Heeee!" She couldn't help but giggle. So what, maybe she had some excess energy, too. And being around these people only added to the energized feel.

Oh, and that look that Nollie gave Quentin as he said something about using up Mozzie's energy, no matter how inconspicuous he intended it to be, made Georgie's eyes turn into wide, curious orbs. Now the energy was REALLY up!

And she felt like she was just about ready to burst into little tiny pieces.

As familiar, warm hands slid around her face, covering her eyes, Georgie gave a little yelp of surprise, then giggled once more. She knew he'd come. She knew it was him even if he hadn't spoken. But then again, the words he uttered sent shivers down her spine. She gently peeled his hands off her face and looked up at him. "Hugooo!" She beamed happily, then handed him his jacket. "Thanks for this." And she was trying not to blush. Eeeek.
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Where Inez was Boo's other best friend, Georgie had always felt like Mozzie's other beset friend. So naturally, one could understand why she felt so miffed for being ditched by Georgie for a boy.

"The best," muttered Mozzie. "Better, then, than hanging out with us, I guess?" Perhaps she was feeling catty, but she felt rather betrayed by this. She didn't choose boys over Georgie or Boo or Nolan or anyone in their group. So... granted she never had really had a boyfriend or actual romantic ties with other boys. And, okay, all her favorite males were always around her anyway.

But this was different!

Couldn't she have been with them and that boy?

Hmph.

Then, in typical childish fashion, she turned her face away from Georgie, a pout on her lips.

Padie · 06-01-2008, 09:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

For a moment, Ollie wasn't sure if he had heard his voice. For a while, he used to imagine hearing sweet Hannah's voice calling for him. She would always call in that sweet, sing-song voice, splitting up the syllables of his name. "Ooooooooooooll-iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" and though it was his own imagination, it always made goose pimples rise on his skin and the hair stand on end.

But this was not sweet Hannah's voice, he knew. Hannah had never been much of a morning person. And this voice lacked that sing-song quality that Hannah's always had.

He turned around to find Roisín down the hall from him, making her way to him.

"Oh! G'morning, Roisín," he greeted her, waving and hiking his bag on his shoulder, adjusting it. "Off to breakfast?" .

Honestly, he knew little of this Roisín girl. She had always seemed, to him, a bit shy and quiet. But an outsider's view could always be a skewed perspective. For instance, until this moment, he'd never noticed how curly and vibrant her hair was. With the golden light of the sunrise spilling in through the windows of the hall washed over her hair, the red and the gold mingled in a manner that could only be described as beautiful and he realized, suddenly, he had to paint that.

Sunset.

"What are you doing tonight?" the boy murmured, caught up in his artistic visionary. His head tipped to the right and part of his hair fell over his face as he gazed upon her hair, looking at the golden light dancing on the curls. Why had he never noticed this before?!

Once he turned around to face her, Roisín knew there was no turning back. There was no possibility for her to run away and hide so that he wouldn't notice the gentle pink that was now colouring her cheeks. There was no way she could hide the nervous twitching of her hands from him now, though she was able to at least make it less noticeable with the help of the case where she had stored all of her painting material. Thank Merlin for that!

Smiling at him, she nodded once she reached him. "Yes. I suppose you're going to the Great Hall as well then?" She asked, keeping her voice as normal as she could, which she was actually managing quite well.

Once she found his eyes looking at her, absorbing every detail of her hair, she couldn't help but grow red, so that her face and her hair had almost the same tone. While he watched her, she found herself diving into his beautiful eyes, she found herself immersed in them and she was no longer certain whether she could come back to the surface or not, such was the power of his look.

And why was it that his face looked so smooth? So smooth that she craved to place her hand on top of it and see if it felt just as she imagined it did. It probably felt even better, for that was what he was: better than anyone could ever picture. He was an angel. An angel she would never be able to reach to due to his perfectness.

Raising a hand to place a curl behind her ears, she felt even hotter at his question. Couldn't she just stop acting foolishly? "I... Nothing, really," She replied softly, biting her lower lip as she tried not to swoon as he tilted his head. Did he have any idea of how easily he could take her up to the clouds?

Pandalicious · 06-01-2008, 10:22 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

For a moment, Ollie wasn't sure if he had heard his voice. For a while, he used to imagine hearing sweet Hannah's voice calling for him. She would always call in that sweet, sing-song voice, splitting up the syllables of his name. "Ooooooooooooll-iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" and though it was his own imagination, it always made goose pimples rise on his skin and the hair stand on end.

But this was not sweet Hannah's voice, he knew. Hannah had never been much of a morning person. And this voice lacked that sing-song quality that Hannah's always had.

He turned around to find Roisín down the hall from him, making her way to him.

"Oh! G'morning, Roisín," he greeted her, waving and hiking his bag on his shoulder, adjusting it. "Off to breakfast?" .

Honestly, he knew little of this Roisín girl. She had always seemed, to him, a bit shy and quiet. But an outsider's view could always be a skewed perspective. For instance, until this moment, he'd never noticed how curly and vibrant her hair was. With the golden light of the sunrise spilling in through the windows of the hall washed over her hair, the red and the gold mingled in a manner that could only be described as beautiful and he realized, suddenly, he had to paint that.

Sunset.

"What are you doing tonight?" the boy murmured, caught up in his artistic visionary. His head tipped to the right and part of his hair fell over his face as he gazed upon her hair, looking at the golden light dancing on the curls. Why had he never noticed this before?!

OoC: He better. Cos I will be the first to admit that I'm a sucker for fluff and Quozzie just screams FLUFF! to me. Plus, I like to know what people are thinking.

These kids were like a headache in a can. Hanging his head, Tristan ran his long fingers through his hair, raking it up and left them there. Why couldn't they let anything drop? And why was Inez so set on bringing down this stupid girl? Couldn't he just... ignore her? Ugh.

Yet there they all obsessed over it and Quentin didn't even seem to want to be a part of the conversation and they kept on chattering away. When were they going to... grow up?

No... Tristan couldn't imagine a matured version of his group of friends. They just wouldn't be the same people, would they?

Boo waved a fork at Inez, a bit of pancake hanging for dear life to the tongs. "You need to end this fued. She's not worth all this fuss and babble. We should be talking about more fun things. Like... the 'study group' I want to form. We'll eat lots of food and listen to music and dance around."

"...so, where's the study part fit in?" asked Nolan, raising an inquisitive brow.

"Right. When we get tired from dancing, we can pause to study for a while. You know, it's been said that you shouldn't study for long periods of time without breaks."

"I think those are only fifteen minute breaks, though," Mozzie pointed out.

"Shh! Whatever! You know you're in!"

"Of course I'm in!"

"Inez? Of course you are. Quentin, you'll come, right? Right? And Nolan has to come - he's a Prefect and will be 'supervising' us and Stormy, you'll come. Right? Right Stormy?"

Tristan sighed and shook his head, conceding. Yes. He'd be there, if only to be the only one studying.

"Hurraaah!" cheered Mozzie. "We'll have to get the others, too. Like love-struck Georgie over here and Grace who was tumbling round the Common Room with Taylor. What's with everyone? Holy sugar sticks!" Was everyone hooking up? "Ich. Look! Schedules are being passed out."

For emphasis of her dislike, Mozzie curled up in a ball on the bench and ducked her head beneath the table. If I can't see them, they can't see me (said the Ostrich).

-will finish in a while-

Gabe looked up from his somewhat conversation going on with the girl next to him to find a whole mess of students seated around the table. "Hey guys!" He said, in a friendly tone. "Awesome party last night Boo." Gabe added, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. After placing his goblet back on the table, he slid his hand into his pocket and retrieved a perfectly folded piece of paper - his schedule.

Gabe scanned it quickly, taking in all of his classes in one sweep.

Cheyizzle · 06-02-2008, 01:51 AM

Bridget looked around the room, hoping to find her close friend, but having no luck. She looked down at her, now closed, journal. She had done just a little work here and there as to make the smudges less visible. She was getting slightly fidgety with all of these people around her and no one that she knew herself personally. Sure, she knew people as an aquiantence but she never took it upon herself to get to know people in a more...interesting ways.

"I wonder where she is..." She spoke to herself, letting the sentence fade off into the air. Now looking around again, her right hand uncontiously held her journal a tad bit harder then needed. She felt like she was suffocating, of course she never did good in these kinds of situations and normally avoided them, either that or she would cling on to her friend, Vivi.

She normally did not act this bad in the mornings, but being the beginning of the school year, she wanted to make sure she had at least one period with her friend. 'Where is that little wench?' She thought to herself. Ah yes, Bridget's trade mark word, Wench. She stood up, lightly brushed any crumbs from the muffin off of her basketball shorts and calmly sat back down. One good thing about her being a vampire was that she was able to hide her emotions from others extremely well, better then when she was human at least.

Austin · 06-02-2008, 05:54 AM

Inez shook her head. No. Way. It wasn't going to happen. "I--" Her eyes widened. "OOoooo! A party?? I'm sooooo in! I like dancing and food and music!"

"Some study group..." Quentin said, officially pushing his plate farther away from the edge.

She rolled her eyes. "You say potato, I say kiwi." Was that right..? Aw well. "Same difference. Party... Study group... par- OH! Pictures! I wanna take pictures too. No actually..." She trailed off.

Quentin finally gave a small nod in Boo's direction. There was no point in saying he wouldn't go because then he'd either be dragged or pestered until he said yes. If he just never gave in he would never hear the end of it. Better to just go and get it over with. Plus he could actually attempt to use it for what it was meant to be. Or, rather, what the name would entail.

He glanced over at Inez. She looked like she was in some kind of deep thought. She held her drink like she was about to bring it to her lips, but didn't. She just stared for a while.

"Someone told me that cheese can smile! So... If you take a picture of cheese what does it say? 'Cause we say cheese even though we're not cheese which I still think is stupid unless the camera is cheese! But anyway! The cheese can't say cheese because it CHEESE!" She gave a heavy sigh. Clearly, she was just mystified and slightly irked that she couldn't figure the problem out.

So... Deep thoughts to a certain level. An Inez sort of level..

"Oh oh OH! And don't forget Ollie too! He should come..." And the fun thoughts were back! Hurrah! She grinned and took a big slurp out of the fluorescent straw.

"Schedules?! Where?!" She asked excitedly, practically spitting her staw out. "I want my schedule! It's so exciiiiiiiting!"

"More like a horror.."

"Exciting!" She trilled. "Oh hiiiiiii Georgie!"

Lexia_Black · 06-02-2008, 05:54 AM

Stella groaned. She tried to throw a pillow at the talking. All the talking... Her long brown hair fanned out in crazy rays as she pushed her head into a pillow, swearing lightly. Stupid morning, manly voice, stupid, minty, too early..Quittitch...

Kate could sleep through nearly anything, Clo being the morning-ish person of the group. Then there was Stella, a fierce protector of her beloved unconscious state. Stella the all-powerful stayed that way, even through sleep. Cracking a still-made-up eye, Kate looked over at her. She giggled groggily; Stell's mane fanned about and her long legs were stretched, barely bent, across her bed together. The comedic twist was her party dress, still on, and the drapery pulled halfhearted across the scene. One her pillows was also halfway across the room.

Eeerughhh, a spinning headache hit Kate as she tried to raise herself. Yes, it was definitely better under the covers. She tucked herself away, again, visions of the after party a la Room de Requirement et Firewhisky, making her stomach flutter. Resolving not to come out till summer, the small blonde kicked her heels off the side of the bed and snuggled a little closer to Stells. She and Stella had pushed their beds together to make a jumbo-King back in first year, and much to the house-elves disgruntlement, sealed it.

confusion.girl · 06-02-2008, 05:21 PM

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And she felt like she was just about ready to burst into little tiny pieces.

As familiar, warm hands slid around her face, covering her eyes, Georgie gave a little yelp of surprise, then giggled once more. She knew he'd come. She knew it was him even if he hadn't spoken. But then again, the words he uttered sent shivers down her spine. She gently peeled his hands off her face and looked up at him. "Hugooo!" She beamed happily, then handed him his jacket. "Thanks for this." And she was trying not to blush. Eeeek.[/COLOR]

Hugo chuckled as Georgie slid his hands from her hands. He slipped into the seat beside her, and grinned. "Any time." His eyes smouldered as he took his jacket and shoved it on the seat beside him. "You have a lovely colour in your cheeks." He commented, using one solitary finger the stroke her cheek from her temple to the tip of her chin.

Noticing Mozzie looking slightly sour, Hugo turned on the charm. "Mornin' Mozzie. Good night last night?" He beamed at her.

Cleo picked at her food, not taking any notice of what she was eating. It was only when she dropped a piece of bacon down her top that she snapped out of her dreamy state. Blinking, she fished the greasy sliver and slapped it onto her plate. Yuck. She dropped her fork, and rubbed her eyes. Where on earth were those two lazy ratbags she called friends?

Frowning, Clo's eyes scanned the room for someone to talk to.

i m a g i n e · 06-02-2008, 07:13 PM

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Auberon was glad Cleo didn't take offense from last night's happenings. Well, of course she wouldn't! The girls would have to have gotten used to his unavailability by now. Still, he was free to flirt. Not to have serious relationships. That was for Etain alone. He gave her a nod as she proceeded downstairs, and moved to gather his Etain in his arms.

"G'morning my lovely Queen," he greeted with a wide smile as he kissed her gently back. "Yes, I was kind of in the mood. Haha. And, thank you. I just brushed my teeth, in case you decided to do just that," he explained with a sly wink. He then watched her survey herself, then smirked. "Well Etain, I'm kind of still in my pajamas myself, only I covered it with a robe, see?" He moved the robe slightly to revela emerald green silk pajamas. "You don't have to change if you don't want to." Hah!

Etain smugly smiled up at him. He was being even more of a tease as they were together. She did notice the little wink he gave the other girl, but, she would punish him later. Something that will make him understand better. "Mmm, morning m'lord. And yes, as once I get properly garbed I will do my cleaning and then head down for breakfast, as will you," she smiled up at him.

She giggled, slightly. They were having a little pajama party, eh? "Hmm, maybe I can just put on my gold and purple embroidered robe on and head down with you, hmm?" She nodded before lightly tip-toeing over to her bedside coat rack and taking her robe and sliding it on. "Is it befitting or what?"

Harmonizer · 06-03-2008, 11:32 AM

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Where Inez was Boo's other best friend, Georgie had always felt like Mozzie's other beset friend. So naturally, one could understand why she felt so miffed for being ditched by Georgie for a boy.

"The best," muttered Mozzie. "Better, then, than hanging out with us, I guess?" Perhaps she was feeling catty, but she felt rather betrayed by this. She didn't choose boys over Georgie or Boo or Nolan or anyone in their group. So... granted she never had really had a boyfriend or actual romantic ties with other boys. And, okay, all her favorite males were always around her anyway.

But this was different!

Couldn't she have been with them and that boy?

Hmph.

Then, in typical childish fashion, she turned her face away from Georgie, a pout on her lips.

Georgie heard Inez greet her, then she beamed and waved at her. "Ineeeez! Ack! How are you?" she squealed. She was about to engage in a conversation with her and Quentin about taking pictures and whatnot, when she heard Mozzie mutter quietly. She looked over to her, gasped slightly and shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, no! No, Mozzie! Of course not!" She shifted in her seat so that she was now facing Mozzie, who had just decided to turn away. Aack! "It's just that, well, Hugo was... I... I was... We were dancing and... We... He and I... It started to rain and..." Agh. She couldn't even pull herself together. Sure, boys were nice, but she had learned even before that boys should never ever ruin a good friendship.

"Sorry, Mozzie," she said quietly, fiddling with her fingers and looking down at her shoes.

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Hugo chuckled as Georgie slid his hands from her hands. He slipped into the seat beside her, and grinned. "Any time." His eyes smouldered as he took his jacket and shoved it on the seat beside him. "You have a lovely colour in your cheeks." He commented, using one solitary finger the stroke her cheek from her temple to the tip of her chin.

Noticing Mozzie looking slightly sour, Hugo turned on the charm. "Mornin' Mozzie. Good night last night?" He beamed at her.

Despite her feeling bad about Mozzie's reaction to her and Hugo, Georgie couldn't help but feel absolutely giggly about Hugo being beside her. Eeek. She could feel a blush creeping upon her cheek as he stroked it, and she was sure the color he was commenting on had gone a darker shade of pink. "Thank you," she muttered, giggling as well.

She looked up as he greeted Mozzie, and hoped she'd lighten up.

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Etain smugly smiled up at him. He was being even more of a tease as they were together. She did notice the little wink he gave the other girl, but, she would punish him later. Something that will make him understand better. "Mmm, morning m'lord. And yes, as once I get properly garbed I will do my cleaning and then head down for breakfast, as will you," she smiled up at him.

She giggled, slightly. They were having a little pajama party, eh? "Hmm, maybe I can just put on my gold and purple embroidered robe on and head down with you, hmm?" She nodded before lightly tip-toeing over to her bedside coat rack and taking her robe and sliding it on. "Is it befitting or what?"

"Yes, yes of course. I'll follow you down to breakfast," Auberon repeated with an understanding nod. He grinned at her as he moved a hand to her waist, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible. He could tell the other girls were getting uncomfortable with him being here, seeing them in their worst state. Heh.

"Hmm," he then said as he looked at Etain from a short distance, observing her as she put on her robe. "I think it's very befitting. And anyway, you look good in anything you wear! Now, come, my love," he said, grinning, before moving over to her and kissing her forehead gently.

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-03-2008, 04:09 PM

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Gabe looked up from his somewhat conversation going on with the girl next to him to find a whole mess of students seated around the table. "Hey guys!" He said, in a friendly tone. "Awesome party last night Boo." Gabe added, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. After placing his goblet back on the table, he slid his hand into his pocket and retrieved a perfectly folded piece of paper - his schedule.

Gabe scanned it quickly, taking in all of his classes in one sweep.

"I know." Being the vain, arrogant creature that Boo was, she beamed at Gabe, batting her lashes the slightest. But even vain, arrogant creatures had their redeaming factors. "Thanks a lot. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

The parties made her feel important. Everyone knew their group for something. Whether it was the head-turning fashions or the good looking boys or their loud voices or her parties, they were known. Besides, it was her claim to fame. Just like now, the day after parties, all the people were talking to her and telling her how much fun it was.

And then her joy was flattened by the sight of the Professors coming down the aisles with schedules.

Ack!

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Inez shook her head. No. Way. It wasn't going to happen. "I--" Her eyes widened. "OOoooo! A party?? I'm sooooo in! I like dancing and food and music!"

"Some study group..." Quentin said, officially pushing his plate farther away from the edge.

She rolled her eyes. "You say potato, I say kiwi." Was that right..? Aw well. "Same difference. Party... Study group... par- OH! Pictures! I wanna take pictures too. No actually..." She trailed off.

Quentin finally gave a small nod in Boo's direction. There was no point in saying he wouldn't go because then he'd either be dragged or pestered until he said yes. If he just never gave in he would never hear the end of it. Better to just go and get it over with. Plus he could actually attempt to use it for what it was meant to be. Or, rather, what the name would entail.

He glanced over at Inez. She looked like she was in some kind of deep thought. She held her drink like she was about to bring it to her lips, but didn't. She just stared for a while.

"Someone told me that cheese can smile! So... If you take a picture of cheese what does it say? 'Cause we say cheese even though we're not cheese which I still think is stupid unless the camera is cheese! But anyway! The cheese can't say cheese because it CHEESE!" She gave a heavy sigh. Clearly, she was just mystified and slightly irked that she couldn't figure the problem out.

So... Deep thoughts to a certain level. An Inez sort of level..

"Oh oh OH! And don't forget Ollie too! He should come..." And the fun thoughts were back! Hurrah! She grinned and took a big slurp out of the fluorescent straw.

"Schedules?! Where?!" She asked excitedly, practically spitting her staw out. "I want my schedule! It's so exciiiiiiiting!"

"More like a horror.."

"Exciting!" She trilled. "Oh hiiiiiii Georgie!"

"Of course Ollie will be coming," said Mozzie in an adament voice. Ollie was a part of their group because of Mozzie - she kind of forced him into their group. One day, on their way to Hogsmeade, he'd been moping about, another of those ex-girlfriend situations, and she'd kind of counseled him. A lot of it was her yanking him along with them and forcing him to spend time with them. "I'll make sure he comes along. Trust me to it."

Nolan trusted her. He recalled the times she'd dragged him around by his ear before. Mozzie was very demanding. Very much so. He hadn't met her parents before but he could only imagine that her mother must also be such a dominant fixture for Mozzie to have turned out the way she did. Granted, she had older brothers, too, where she might've picked that up. Hmm...

"We... will do some studying, right?" asked Nolan. "We have O.W.L.s this year, remember?"

"Huh? Oh. Yeah. 'Course. Study. We'll study."

Now it was Tristan's turn to sigh and shake his head. Clearly, he saw this group becoming a disaster in itself. Even still, he'd be there, or else Boo would pout and whine and everyone would get mad at him for not complying with her. Because the worst thing in the world was listening to Boo pout and whine.

He didn't get a chance to give his input to the situation, though, because suddenly, Professor Xavier Calling was standing beside him.

"Ahh... I should have expected..." he drawled. "Mister Tristan Storme and Miss Charolotte Remmington. Never at your proper table, even for schedules, mm?"

Defiantly, Tristan shrugged. "This is the fourth year now, Professor. Wouldn't you expect so much of Boo and I?"

Professor Calling all but growled. "Storme. You are a Gryffindor. What is wrong with your House Table?"

"Geeze, Professor. The rules say nothing about sitting with your friends at their table. But if it makes you happy, we'll leave." Rolling her eyes, Boo grabbed Tristan by the arm and, reluctantly, he stood up and followed her to the Gryffindor Table.

"You too, Miss Rivera," said Professor Calling, swatting at Inez. Then he passed over the schedules to Georgie, Hugo, Mozzie, Nolan, and Quentin. After doing so, he walked off, muttering darkly to himself.

"Geeze," Mozzie muttered. "What a sour straw."

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Hugo chuckled as Georgie slid his hands from her hands. He slipped into the seat beside her, and grinned. "Any time." His eyes smouldered as he took his jacket and shoved it on the seat beside him. "You have a lovely colour in your cheeks." He commented, using one solitary finger the stroke her cheek from her temple to the tip of her chin.

Noticing Mozzie looking slightly sour, Hugo turned on the charm. "Mornin' Mozzie. Good night last night?" He beamed at her.

After the exchange with Head of House Calling and Hugo being the reason Georgie wasn't with them last night, hearing Hugo's voice and seeing his gagatrocious beam, Mozzie's eyes narrowed at Hugo.

"Keep the charm in your pants, you sour straw. I don't want to hear it from you." Folding her arms, she looked away again, purposely tilting her body towards Nolan.

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Georgie heard Inez greet her, then she beamed and waved at her. "Ineeeez! Ack! How are you?" she squealed. She was about to engage in a conversation with her and Quentin about taking pictures and whatnot, when she heard Mozzie mutter quietly. She looked over to her, gasped slightly and shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, no! No, Mozzie! Of course not!" She shifted in her seat so that she was now facing Mozzie, who had just decided to turn away. Aack! "It's just that, well, Hugo was... I... I was... We were dancing and... We... He and I... It started to rain and..." Agh. She couldn't even pull herself together. Sure, boys were nice, but she had learned even before that boys should never ever ruin a good friendship.

"Sorry, Mozzie," she said quietly, fiddling with her fingers and looking down at her shoes.

Despite her feeling bad about Mozzie's reaction to her and Hugo, Georgie couldn't help but feel absolutely giggly about Hugo being beside her. Eeek. She could feel a blush creeping upon her cheek as he stroked it, and she was sure the color he was commenting on had gone a darker shade of pink. "Thank you," she muttered, giggling as well.

She looked up as he greeted Mozzie, and hoped she'd lighten up.

"Hmph," muttered Mozzie. "You barely even said hi to us. Just waved at us and gallavanted off with Hugo." The boy's name came out with a bit of a snide tone as Mozzie tightened her arms over her chest.

Without even looking at Georgie, she could tell that she was hoping that suave Mister Hugo would make Mozzie smile and forgive but no sir-ree!

"Just cos your boy toy said hi to me doesn't mean I'm going to be any less upset."

Rubbing his eye, Nolan shrugged at Georgie, mouthing the words "Give her time."

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"I really can't stand Professor Calling," Boo muttered as she walked away from the table. "Why is he so anal? We could just go see Professor Hollis after brekkie and gotten our stupid schedule then. Urgh."

Tritsan didn't say anything as he walked with Boo towards the table. Instead, he merely walked behind her, one hand on the top of her head and the other on her shoulder. Guiding her or him?

Austin · 06-03-2008, 07:30 PM

Inez beamed at Georgie. "I'm gooooood! Like smiling cheeses!" Georgie was always so cute and squeely and cheerful. Where had she been lately? "What about you, huh? You've been so eggwall!"

"She means awol..."

Inez frowned. "That's what I said Quency!" But by the time she was finished, Georgie was already in something deep with Mozzie. She pouted, but only for a moment. It was then more a look of curiosity. What was up with the two of them? Usually they were like Cheery Cherry twins! Kinda.

She tapped on Quentin's shoulder. "What's that about, hmm?" she whispered. She tried watching them and listening but it wasn't clear to her. So... just ask Queneeee!

He looked at her. "Oh, no. No way." If he told Inez that Mozzie was upset at Georgie, then she would suddenly be too. It had happened before. That wouldn't go so well for anyone. He would feel guilty and 'Nez would be confused angry and Georgie quite possibly wouldn't be her perky happy-go-lucky self. Then the world as they know it could end. Snort.

A new frown crossed her lips. "Fine. I'll--" She stopped and looked at Mozzie. "Oooo yay sickles!! I believe you. He usually listens to you soooo..."

Poor Ollie. Even if he really didn't want to go, he'd go. Mozzie'd make sure of that. She seemed to be very good at it--The whole being demanding enough to get anyone to do what she asks. And that's not only with Ollie. But he couldn't picture her any other way...

"Hi Professor Calling!" Inez said with her usual grin, clearly waiting for him to hand her her class schedule. Not gonna happen Nezzy..
Goodness! She forgot how cranky he was. Silently, she sank down a bit in her seat and stuck the bendy straw from her drink in her mouth.

Ahhh, no! Boo and Stormy were leeeeaving! She looked up and watched them for a moment, blinking. "Me? But--" She pouted. "Geez Apple Bottom!" She added, pushing her brows together before jumping out of her seat and skipping after Boo. Not without he drink!

Quentin took the schedule and set it down on the table. "Always," he agreed.

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"Why couldn't he give it to us, huh?" Inez asked once she reached them again. "It could save him a lot of frown lines!"

confusion.girl · 06-03-2008, 07:55 PM

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Despite her feeling bad about Mozzie's reaction to her and Hugo, Georgie couldn't help but feel absolutely giggly about Hugo being beside her. Eeek. She could feel a blush creeping upon her cheek as he stroked it, and she was sure the color he was commenting on had gone a darker shade of pink. "Thank you," she muttered, giggling as well.

She looked up as he greeted Mozzie, and hoped she'd lighten up.

Hugo laughed as Georgie giggled and squeeled and blushed. Blimey. She was cuter and cuter by the minute. He smiled brightly at her, and then reached for the pumpkin juice. He was thiiiirsty.

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After the exchange with Head of House Calling and Hugo being the reason Georgie wasn't with them last night, hearing Hugo's voice and seeing his gagatrocious beam, Mozzie's eyes narrowed at Hugo.

"Keep the charm in your pants, you sour straw. I don't want to hear it from you." Folding her arms, she looked away again, purposely tilting her body towards Nolan.

"Hmph," muttered Mozzie. "You barely even said hi to us. Just waved at us and gallavanted off with Hugo." The boy's name came out with a bit of a snide tone as Mozzie tightened her arms over her chest.

Without even looking at Georgie, she could tell that she was hoping that suave Mister Hugo would make Mozzie smile and forgive but no sir-ree!

"Just cos your boy toy said hi to me doesn't mean I'm going to be any less upset."

Hugo blinked. What had he said? He peered at Mozzie, and heard her sneer his name to Georgie. He frowned at the word 'boy toy'. Hmph. Hugo Jermaine Woods was no toy boy! "Have I done something to offend you, Mozzie?" He asked, smiling brightly.

"Perhaps I should leave, my love." Hugo whispered to Georgie.

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-03-2008, 07:56 PM

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Inez beamed at Georgie. "I'm gooooood! Like smiling cheeses!" Georgie was always so cute and squeely and cheerful. Where had she been lately? "What about you, huh? You've been so eggwall!"

"She means awol..."

Inez frowned. "That's what I said Quency!" But by the time she was finished, Georgie was already in something deep with Mozzie. She pouted, but only for a moment. It was then more a look of curiosity. What was up with the two of them? Usually they were like Cheery Cherry twins! Kinda.

She tapped on Quentin's shoulder. "What's that about, hmm?" she whispered. She tried watching them and listening but it wasn't clear to her. So... just ask Queneeee!

He looked at her. "Oh, no. No way." If he told Inez that Mozzie was upset at Georgie, then she would suddenly be too. It had happened before. That wouldn't go so well for anyone. He would feel guilty and 'Nez would be confused angry and Georgie quite possibly wouldn't be her perky happy-go-lucky self. Then the world as they know it could end. Snort.

A new frown crossed her lips. "Fine. I'll--" She stopped and looked at Mozzie. "Oooo yay sickles!! I believe you. He usually listens to you soooo..."

Poor Ollie. Even if he really didn't want to go, he'd go. Mozzie'd make sure of that. She seemed to be very good at it--The whole being demanding enough to get anyone to do what she asks. And that's not only with Ollie. But he couldn't picture her any other way...

"Hi Professor Calling!" Inez said with her usual grin, clearly waiting for him to hand her her class schedule. Not gonna happen Nezzy..
Goodness! She forgot how cranky he was. Silently, she sank down a bit in her seat and stuck the bendy straw from her drink in her mouth.

Ahhh, no! Boo and Stormy were leeeeaving! She looked up and watched them for a moment, blinking. "Me? But--" She pouted. "Geez Apple Bottom!" She added, pushing her brows together before jumping out of her seat and skipping after Boo. Not without he drink!

Quentin took the schedule and set it down on the table. "Always," he agreed.

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"Why couldn't he give it to us, huh?" Inez asked once she reached them again. "It could save him a lot of frown lines!"

Chewing on her lip, Mozzie studied her schedule. The typical; Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Herbology (ick!), History of Magic, Defense Against Dark Arts. Divination and Muggle Studies sat and eyed her. Nolan had chosen to take Muggle Studies, too, but instead, he also took Care of Magical Creatures. (...why?)

Plus, being a year younger than Boo and Tristan, she was in no classes with them, either. Even Quentin was a year older. Urgh! How unfair! Not only did they get seperated by Houses, but also by stupid classes. Unhappily, she kicked the leg of the table.

"Regretting your decision, now?" sang Nolan as he leaned over and peeked at Mozzie's schedule. "Urgh. Diviniation. I don't see why you continue to take that class - it's really stupid. All you do is drink tea and pretend to interperate dreams."

"Nollie you fool!" yelled Mozzie, swatting her friend with her schedule. "You know how hard that class is?"

"Pssht! You have a vivie imagination, Motzie Sticks. How can that class be hard for you?" Nolan scoffed, pushing Mozzie off him, a grin on his face. Never had he seen a point for that stupid class - they didn't really do anything and none of their predictions were anything real. When they did come "true", it was merely coincidence.

But Mozzie, despite her intelligence, despite her brain, continued to take that stupid class.

"No calling me Motzie Sticks when I'm mad at you!" Swat, swat, swat.

Ag! And then Hugo was talking to her again. Turning around to face him, she met him with a frown on her face.

"Hmph. Have you done something. Don't go acting all smug! Holy hot chocolate, you can't be dense. You're a Ravnelcaw after all! Unhand my best friend or FEEL MY WRATH!"

And there were her melodramatic antics kicking in.

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"Professor Calling enjoys being the most hated Professor, I think," Boo explained as they met up with Professor Hollis. The woman shook her head, smiled gently, and passed them their schedules as they sat down. "See, he gets some kick out of making everyone hate him. Maybe it's a goal - how many students will hate him at the end of this term or something. Who knows?"

Austin · 06-03-2008, 10:47 PM

Quentin took a drink of his pumpkin juice as he listened to the two of them. He might have asked them what their schedule was, but wouldn't that be sort of pointless? They never had classes together so...

He set the glass down again. Mozzie apparently had divination again this year. But why? He took it last year just because it was an easy class, but he decided that it wasn't worth it. He wished he could agree with her, but sadly he just didn't.

Finally, he picked up the schedule and glanced over it. History of Magic and Herbology to start the day. Great. Followed by Muggles Studies, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration... Finally a decent class! He actually liked Transfig. Not the professor, but the class itself wasn't bad. CoMC and lasty Arithmancy. Suprisingly, the other class that half beamed at him from the page. Arithmancy. But of course he had to wait until the end of the day to get there...

Looking back up again, he opened his mouth to ask something and his gaze fell on Mozzie. But he quickly closed it again. She was buisy yelling at Hugo. Smirk.

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Inez gave her a truely puzzled look. "Why would anyone in their right mind want to be the most hated Professor?? Isn't that slightly... dumb crayon?" Wasn't there a saying that had to do with an un-smart crayon? Something like that.

Schedule!!! Her crystal blue eyes widened so they looked more like bright saucers. "Thank you!" She said cheerfully to the professor as she took it. "Looooook! I got it. It's so perdy!" Parchement with normal black ink never looked so good!

"Well..." she started before looking up from the schedule. "Oooo! Why don't we make Apple Bottom the most hated award and present it to him! Maybe that would get rid of the frown lines! Then we could get A's."

Harmonizer · 06-04-2008, 07:38 AM

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Inez beamed at Georgie. "I'm gooooood! Like smiling cheeses!" Georgie was always so cute and squeely and cheerful. Where had she been lately? "What about you, huh? You've been so eggwall!"

"She means awol..."

Inez frowned. "That's what I said Quency!" But by the time she was finished, Georgie was already in something deep with Mozzie. She pouted, but only for a moment. It was then more a look of curiosity. What was up with the two of them? Usually they were like Cheery Cherry twins! Kinda.

Georgie giggled at Inez's hyperness. She had always liked that about her, because despite her innocence, her cheery demanor always managed to rub off on her. Thank goodness that worked now, too. "Cheeeeses?" she repeated, wrinkling her nose slightly. "I hope you don't stink, Nezzie. Not like bleu cheese. Eck!"

Then she shrugged at her when Quentin corrected her. She though eggwall and awol sounded alike, and just about right. 'Sides, Inez was using 'em for the same thing. That worked, too.

"Eh. Me and Mozzie and Hugo. We got some stuff to talk about," she said dully, pouting slightly, then shrugging again. She didn't wanna elaborate and make everyone all sad. Today was supposed to be a happy day! Save for Professor Calling distributing the schedules and her finding out that she had Care of Magical Creatues first thing in the morning and that Charms, her favorite subject, was at the bottom of her list. Darn it.

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"Hmph," muttered Mozzie. "You barely even said hi to us. Just waved at us and gallavanted off with Hugo." The boy's name came out with a bit of a snide tone as Mozzie tightened her arms over her chest.

Without even looking at Georgie, she could tell that she was hoping that suave Mister Hugo would make Mozzie smile and forgive but no sir-ree!

"Just cos your boy toy said hi to me doesn't mean I'm going to be any less upset."

Rubbing his eye, Nolan shrugged at Georgie, mouthing the words "Give her time."

"But I did! I did say hi to you and Boo, and I even danced with you guys for a while before Hugo came and..." Georgie trailed off, pout still in place. Well, she did! "I waved while I was dancing with Huggie, too." Meh. She made a mental note to never go off with Hugo or any other cute guy in general without telling Mozzie and Co. of her whereabouts. She hated having disagreements with her. It wasn't very best friend-y.

She turned to Nolan and nodded in understanding, but she really did wish that Mozzie would forgive.

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Hugo blinked. What had he said? He peered at Mozzie, and heard her sneer his name to Georgie. He frowned at the word 'boy toy'. Hmph. Hugo Jermaine Woods was no toy boy! "Have I done something to offend you, Mozzie?" He asked, smiling brightly.

"Perhaps I should leave, my love." Hugo whispered to Georgie.

When Hugo proposed to leave (Eeeek! He called her 'my love'! She could feel her insides melt and swirl around), Georgie pouted up at him. "Well, it's up to you, y'know. What if you haven't finished your brekkie yet?"

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-04-2008, 09:13 PM

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Quentin took a drink of his pumpkin juice as he listened to the two of them. He might have asked them what their schedule was, but wouldn't that be sort of pointless? They never had classes together so...

He set the glass down again. Mozzie apparently had divination again this year. But why? He took it last year just because it was an easy class, but he decided that it wasn't worth it. He wished he could agree with her, but sadly he just didn't.

Finally, he picked up the schedule and glanced over it. History of Magic and Herbology to start the day. Great. Followed by Muggles Studies, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration... Finally a decent class! He actually liked Transfig. Not the professor, but the class itself wasn't bad. CoM and lasty Arithmancy. Suprisingly, the other class that half beamed at him from the page. Arithmancy. But of course he had to wait until the end of the day to get there...

Looking back up again, he opened his mouth to ask something and his gaze fell on Mozzie. But he quickly closed it again. She was buisy yelling at Hugo. Smirk.

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Inez gave her a truely puzzled look. "Why would anyone in their right mind want to be the most hated Professor?? Isn't that slightly... dumb crayon?" Wasn't there a saying that had to do with an un-smart crayon? Something like that.

Schedule!!! Her crystal blue eyes widened so they looked more like bright saucers. "Thank you!" She said cheerfully to the professor as she took it. "Looooook! I got it. It's so perdy!" Parchement with normal black ink never looked so good!

"Well..." she started before looking up from the schedule. "Oooo! Why don't we make Apple Bottom the most hated award and present it to him! Maybe that would get rid of the frown lines! Then we could get A's."

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Georgie giggled at Inez's hyperness. She had always liked that about her, because despite her innocence, her cheery demanor always managed to rub off on her. Thank goodness that worked now, too. "Cheeeeses?" she repeated, wrinkling her nose slightly. "I hope you don't stink, Nezzie. Not like bleu cheese. Eck!"

Then she shrugged at her when Quentin corrected her. She though eggwall and awol sounded alike, and just about right. 'Sides, Inez was using 'em for the same thing. That worked, too.

"Eh. Me and Mozzie and Hugo. We got some stuff to talk about," she said dully, pouting slightly, then shrugging again. She didn't wanna elaborate and make everyone all sad. Today was supposed to be a happy day! Save for Professor Calling distributing the schedules and her finding out that she had Care of Magical Creatues first thing in the morning and that Charms, her favorite subject, was at the bottom of her list. Darn it.

"But I did! I did say hi to you and Boo, and I even danced with you guys for a while before Hugo came and..." Georgie trailed off, pout still in place. Well, she did! "I waved while I was dancing with Huggie, too." Meh. She made a mental note to never go off with Hugo or any other cute guy in general without telling Mozzie and Co. of her whereabouts. She hated having disagreements with her. It wasn't very best friend-y.

She turned to Nolan and nodded in understanding, but she really did wish that Mozzie would forgive.

When Hugo proposed to leave (Eeeek! He called her 'my love'! She could feel her insides melt and swirl around), Georgie pouted up at him. "Well, it's up to you, y'know. What if you haven't finished your brekkie yet?"

OoC: Hmph. I can't figure out why he's smirking. lol Is he smirking in a Haha, Hugo's being yelled at way? Or does he have a thing for demanding, yelling, lecturing Mozzie? xD

Now I need to work on schedules... at least for the 'Claws... they're not UBER important, as we won't really play the classes TOO much.

At least Georgie and Mozzie (and Nolan for that matter) had classes together. And for their double classes, like Potions and Charms and Transfiguration, Inez was there. This wasy, Georgie and Mozzie could pass notes and Mozzie could pout a lot and Georgie would feel bad and pout and then Mozzie would feel bad too and start to forgive Georgie who would feel indebted to Mozzie for her nice-ness and they would squeal in between classes and Nolan would roll his eyes and Inez would squeal even though she didn't know what was going on and everything would be good.

Not that this often happened or anything...

If only all the others were in the same House. And the same Year. How she loathed them all being split up. Plus, Quentin was really brainy, so he could help them when they got stuck and it would be so much fun to have Boo and Inez in the same Common Room! Sigh.

"Hurry up, Nollie," Mozzie whined, pawing at Nolan. "I'm gonna go back to the Common Room and meet you guys for History of Magic after you guys go to Magical Creatures, 'kay?"

She rose from the table, saluted Nolan, Georgie and Quentin, turned to salute the Gryffindor table, and made her way back towards the entrance to the Great Hall.

"I told her not to take Divination," Nolan sighed. "Ahh, well then. Might as well get going then, eh Georgie?" Grabbing his bag, Nolan swung it over his shoulder. "Where're you off to, Quentin?"

That boy was always so quiet. Secretly, Nolan was waiting for the day when Quentin would speak up and talk more. Maybe he'd chatter away with Mozzie so that he himself wouldn't have to. Heh. Why wouldn't Quentin want to chatter on with Mozzie...? Hehe.

Oh Nolan. There is a reason you don't run around in a diapler with bow and arrow...

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"'Snot that pretty," Boo pouted, holding her schedule in her hand. Oh, the dread of classes. Fortunately, she'd gotten out of Potions, as she didn't need it for her planned future. But still. History of Magic? Ich. Wrinkling her nose at her schedule, she glanced over at Inez's.

"Hah! You have Potions! So does Stormy, too!" Beaming happily, she flipped her hair out of her face. "Hmm... looks like I have a bit of free time before class... eew. History of Magic, first thing the morning. What a bore. You got it too, right Stormy?"

Tristan grunted a yeah before folding his schedule up and sliding it into his pocket. Standing up for the table, he nudged Boo with his hand, beckoning her to follow. "Might as well go gather our belongings from the Common Room. You coming Inez? Need your bag for class?"

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Ollie couldn't tell if Roisín looked uncomfortable, standing there before him or not. Her stature and the way she bit her lip seemed both uncertain and coy and for the life of him, he couldn't figure it out. He merely loved girls - he didn't claim to understand them or to know any of their mystique. Righting his head, he used two long, slender fingers to flick away a lock of hair in his eyes.

"Yeah... I was on the way to the Great Hall. To pick up my schedule. But... if you're free tonight..."

He paused. This sounded vaugley like when he asked sweet Hannah out. "If you're free tonight... would you like to go on a walk with me? I'd like to have a chat with you." And then he'd flashed her that brilliant, closed-eye smile that all the girls said they loved.

Before Tatsu Szabo came in and stole them! Each and every one of them!

Bah! If you don't ask, Ollie, you might lose interest in the art piece!

"If you're free tonight I'd er... like to do a painting. Your hair and the sunlight... makes a really pretty good color."

Ollie's people skills weren't the best, so he didn't realize that his next action might not have been too brilliant. Not unless he wanted to seem like he was making a move. Reaching out, his fingers caught a few of Roisín's curls and after a moment, his index finger wound one curl around it, cacooning it in vivid red, for a moment, before releasing it.

"My fingers are itching for a paintbrush," he murmured, whether to himself or her was uncertain.

Padie · 06-04-2008, 09:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

[SIZE="1"]Ollie couldn't tell if Roisín looked uncomfortable, standing there before him or not. Her stature and the way she bit her lip seemed both uncertain and coy and for the life of him, he couldn't figure it out. He merely loved girls - he didn't claim to understand them or to know any of their mystique. Righting his head, he used two long, slender fingers to flick away a lock of hair in his eyes.

"Yeah... I was on the way to the Great Hall. To pick up my schedule. But... if you're free tonight..."

He paused. This sounded vaugley like when he asked sweet Hannah out. "If you're free tonight... would you like to go on a walk with me? I'd like to have a chat with you." And then he'd flashed her that brilliant, closed-eye smile that all the girls said they loved.

Before Tatsu Szabo came in and stole them! Each and every one of them!

Bah! If you don't ask, Ollie, you might lose interest in the art piece!

"If you're free tonight I'd er... like to do a painting. Your hair and the sunlight... makes a really pretty good color."

Ollie's people skills weren't the best, so he didn't realize that his next action might not have been too brilliant. Not unless he wanted to seem like he was making a move. Reaching out, his fingers caught a few of Roisín's curls and after a moment, his index finger wound one curl around it, cacooning it in vivid red, for a moment, before releasing it.

"My fingers are itching for a paintbrush," he murmured, whether to himself or her was uncertain.

Smiling sweetly and shyly at him, Roísin nodded as he spoke about the schedules. Truly, those were the least important thing on her mind at the moment, though she recognized the fact that if she didn't pick up her own she'd have her Head of House following her around with a stick or something of the sort and hitting her head with it, which wasn't that much of a pleasant thought. Actually, were she alone, she'd be shuddering at it.

So yes, picking her schedule was a must but... but waiting a bit longer couldn't hurt, could it? It had been quite a long time (in her point of view, at least) since she had last been with Ollie and all she wanted at the moment was to make up for the lost time, no matter what happened during it. It did not matter if bad or good things happened because she knew she'd be happy enough to be by his side.

Still, she wasn't waiting for something as good. Something that would make her heart skip not one beat but too many for her to count.

If her reaction had been different to the one she had, then she would not be the girl she was, perhaps she wouldn't even be human, for who wouldn't just feel the insides melting as the boy of their dreams touched their hair and asked to be with them during the night.

The night.

Possibly the most romantic time of the day, even when the moon and the stars weren't shinning as brightly as the sun. The night had always been the part of the day that she liked best and she was certain that her emotions towards it would be even more intense if she was by his side.

"I'm free tonight, yes," She said a few seconds later, too caught up in his eyes. Had she known he liked her hair that much, Roisín would have let go of hats quite sooner. But now that she knew... Oh, there was absolutely no way she'd wear them as frequently, and the idea of hiding her hair was absolutely off the book.

obsession8888 · 06-04-2008, 10:50 PM

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Originally Posted by Britt <3

Gabe took a bite of toast and smiled. Hmm. The food at Hogwarts was devine. Almost as good as his mum's home-cooked food. Almost. Finishing off his breakfast, Gabe noticed a Ravenclaw retreat her gaze from him. Wondering if she'd been staring, he gave her a friendly wave (she was only a mere foot away from were he was sitting) and decided to introduce himself.

"Hello!" Gabe said cheerfully. "I'm Gabe!"

ooc: oops, sorry for the late post love. didn't see this one.

Seeing him wave back to her, she flushed slightly and averted her gaze. Oh my god. She thought to herself. He caught me staring. Jumping as she heard him introduce himself, she looked back at him. "Umm..Hey." She said in reply and attempted to give him a smile. "Nice to meet you Gabe." So that's his name. She thought. "I'm Arianna."

Austin · 06-05-2008, 02:14 AM

OoC: Oh no, he doesn't have a thing for demanding, yelling, lecturing Mozzie. Just Mozzie in general. The whole package. -sniggers- He just thinks demanding, yelling, lecturing Mozzie is humorous. Nothing against Hugo or anything... >.<

As every year, Quentin actually found himself wanting to have the same classes as his friends. It could possibly make classes much less... class like. He would sometimes wonder if he was missing anything. Like if Inez was trying to hide her drink again and attempted taking a drink when the professor wasn't looking then ended up dropping it and spilling Monster or whatnot everywhere. Or if Mozzie was chatting up a storm with Nolan and Georgie with her colorful, gingling bows bouncing all over the place. Not a bad kind of distraction at all...

He pulled himself out of his thoughts, realizing that he'd been staring at his glass of pumpkin juice again and looked up at Mozzie. He nodded as to say 'alright' and watched as she made her unique departure. But that was Mozzie for you. He liked it about her.

"It is a pretty pointless class.." Quentin agreed. The five years that he had sat through the class he had thought the teacher was sort of a wack job for teaching it and actually believing it all as well.

He finished off his juice then stood up and grabbed his bag. "Uh, History of Magic," he told him, slinging the bag over his shoulder. "You?"

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"Hey, parchement can be pretty too!" Inez said, practically petting the schedule as she glanced over the words yet again. Ahh this was so exciting! Start of school and classes. She loved it, particularly this year. She down right sucks when it comes to grades and homework and well... school in general, but this year she honestly felt was different. She felt uberly smarter!

Inez looked up from the schedule, looking almost like a little gofer poping out of it's hole. "You didn't? How did you get out of that, huh?" No, she just wasn't going to care. "Well... I happen to think it'll be great." said Inez indignantly. She pouted. "History of Magic first..? Why do we never have classes together?"

Her eyes meandered down to the schedule one more time before she finally folded it carefully and stuck it next to her drink. She almost said that no, she wan't gonna come, but-- "My bag? Ohho! Yes... that would prolly be good..." She grinned and grabbed her things to join them.

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-05-2008, 04:14 AM

OoC: So. Uh. Guys. Do you wanna move forward or what? The 5th years have Care of Magical Creatures and then History of Magic and all that jazz. That means everyone would be seperated and it would probably be confusing. So. Uh. Pretend classes have passed and have them doing whatever after classes?

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-05-2008, 09:34 PM

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Smiling sweetly and shyly at him, Roísin nodded as he spoke about the schedules. Truly, those were the least important thing on her mind at the moment, though she recognized the fact that if she didn't pick up her own she'd have her Head of House following her around with a stick or something of the sort and hitting her head with it, which wasn't that much of a pleasant thought. Actually, were she alone, she'd be shuddering at it.

So yes, picking her schedule was a must but... but waiting a bit longer couldn't hurt, could it? It had been quite a long time (in her point of view, at least) since she had last been with Ollie and all she wanted at the moment was to make up for the lost time, no matter what happened during it. It did not matter if bad or good things happened because she knew she'd be happy enough to be by his side.

Still, she wasn't waiting for something as good. Something that would make her heart skip not one beat but too many for her to count.

If her reaction had been different to the one she had, then she would not be the girl she was, perhaps she wouldn't even be human, for who wouldn't just feel the insides melting as the boy of their dreams touched their hair and asked to be with them during the night.

The night.

Possibly the most romantic time of the day, even when the moon and the stars weren't shinning as brightly as the sun. The night had always been the part of the day that she liked best and she was certain that her emotions towards it would be even more intense if she was by his side.

"I'm free tonight, yes," She said a few seconds later, too caught up in his eyes. Had she known he liked her hair that much, Roisín would have let go of hats quite sooner. But now that she knew... Oh, there was absolutely no way she'd wear them as frequently, and the idea of hiding her hair was absolutely off the book.

The artist within Ollie stirred impatiently. Fingers twitching, he flexed them in his pockets as they ached to grasp hold of a pencil or charcoal or paintbrush. Even a handful of clay or something. Oh, woe! That his inner artist chose the most inopportune times to strike inspiration and yearn for creative outputs. With the first day of classes about to begin, he had no hope, but for doodles whlile taking notes. And no, doodles did not compensate for his artistic desires.

"I'll figure out a time then, yes, Roísin?" he asked, head tipping to the side once more. The way she'd tucked her hair back earlier had caught the light again, and the vivid curls bounced sunlight off. Tipping his head this way gave him another slant of the red gold color and the desire to paint, yet again, rippled within him.

What a challenge it'd be, to capture that color without making it appear dull or flat. If only he could capture it the way it looked here. In person. Even a camera couldn't capture the magic that a sunset could set over a vivid set of curls.

"I'll find you in the Common Room, then?" he finally asked, removing himself from the trance of the light. If he stayed here any longer, surely he'd not be able to make it to the Great Hall and receive his schedule.

Skipping classes on the first day was not a good idea.

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OoC: Oh no, he doesn't have a thing for demanding, yelling, lecturing Mozzie. Just Mozzie in general. The whole package. -sniggers- He just thinks demanding, yelling, lecturing Mozzie is humorous. Nothing against Hugo or anything... >.<

As every year, Quentin actually found himself wanting to have the same classes as his friends. It could possibly make classes much less... class like. He would sometimes wonder if he was missing anything. Like if Inez was trying to hide her drink again and attempted taking a drink when the professor wasn't looking then ended up dropping it and spilling Monster or whatnot everywhere. Or if Mozzie was chatting up a storm with Nolan and Georgie with her colorful, gingling bows bouncing all over the place. Not a bad kind of distraction at all...

He pulled himself out of his thoughts, realizing that he'd been staring at his glass of pumpkin juice again and looked up at Mozzie. He nodded as to say 'alright' and watched as she made her unique departure. But that was Mozzie for you. He liked it about her.

"It is a pretty pointless class.." Quentin agreed. The five years that he had sat through the class he had thought the teacher was sort of a wack job for teaching it and actually believing it all as well.

He finished off his juice then stood up and grabbed his bag. "Uh, History of Magic," he told him, slinging the bag over his shoulder. "You?"

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"Hey, parchement can be pretty too!" Inez said, practically petting the schedule as she glanced over the words yet again. Ahh this was so exciting! Start of school and classes. She loved it, particularly this year. She down right sucks when it comes to grades and homework and well... school in general, but this year she honestly felt was different. She felt uberly smarter!

Inez looked up from the schedule, looking almost like a little gofer poping out of it's hole. "You didn't? How did you get out of that, huh?" No, she just wasn't going to care. "Well... I happen to think it'll be great." said Inez indignantly. She pouted. "History of Magic first..? Why do we never have classes together?"

Her eyes meandered down to the schedule one more time before she finally folded it carefully and stuck it next to her drink. She almost said that no, she wan't gonna come, but-- "My bag? Ohho! Yes... that would prolly be good..." She grinned and grabbed her things to join them.

OoC: I was about to be worried that Quentin was masochistic or something. @____@ LOL Bwahaha, I'm glad he takes amusment. Do you remember how she would beat up on Frankie to make him listen? LOL Oh Quentin. Heh. "Not a bad kind of distraction..." AHAHAHAHAHA! I bet anything Mozzie is a good distraction

"Care of Magical Creatures," Nolan replied as he shoved his schedule in his list. "Kind of a boring class but it's pretty interesting. Better than staring at tea cups and crystal balls like Mozzie." He shrugged, nonchalantly as he rose from the table. "You have fun in your class. See you round lunch or after classes then?

Padie · 06-05-2008, 09:54 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

The artist within Ollie stirred impatiently. Fingers twitching, he flexed them in his pockets as they ached to grasp hold of a pencil or charcoal or paintbrush. Even a handful of clay or something. Oh, woe! That his inner artist chose the most inopportune times to strike inspiration and yearn for creative outputs. With the first day of classes about to begin, he had no hope, but for doodles whlile taking notes. And no, doodles did not compensate for his artistic desires.

"I'll figure out a time then, yes, Roísin?" he asked, head tipping to the side once more. The way she'd tucked her hair back earlier had caught the light again, and the vivid curls bounced sunlight off. Tipping his head this way gave him another slant of the red gold color and the desire to paint, yet again, rippled within him.

What a challenge it'd be, to capture that color without making it appear dull or flat. If only he could capture it the way it looked here. In person. Even a camera couldn't capture the magic that a sunset could set over a vivid set of curls.

"I'll find you in the Common Room, then?" he finally asked, removing himself from the trance of the light. If he stayed here any longer, surely he'd not be able to make it to the Great Hall and receive his schedule.

Skipping classes on the first day was not a good idea.

And once again Ollie took her far beyond heaven. It wasn't that she'd feel her insides melting whenever he was in her presence, it was just that, that day, he seemed to be taking true notice of her existance, unlike all of the other times they were together. That plus the way he tilted his head, the way he looked at her and the way he spoke... Ah Merlin, there were no words to define what all of that did to her, to define how it made her feel as if the air had became completely pure. There were no words at all.

"Yes," She agreed with a small smile, her eyes glittering with pleasure. Ah, if only he had the tiniest idea of what was crossing her mind...

It seemed that it was only when he intended to walk away, however, that Roísin woke up from her daydreaming. At first, she did nothing but stand there and look at him, wondering if she should push her luck just a bit more or not. Having him asking her out - well, not asking her out, what he had done was not that and she had to make it clear in her mind quick.

Anyway, the fact that he wanted to be with her had already been quite too much for her to handle since her chest was about to burst with joy, but still, they were heading for the same place weren't they? And wouldn't it be a bit silly if she just walked right behind him?

Gulping, she opened her mouth to speak again, quite glad she was being braver than in any other day she could think of. "Do you mind if I accompany you? I have to pick my schedule as well and since we're going the same way...," She said, her face still red-ish.

Pandalicious · 06-05-2008, 10:13 PM

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Originally Posted by obsession8888

ooc: oops, sorry for the late post love. didn't see this one.

Seeing him wave back to her, she flushed slightly and averted her gaze. Oh my god. She thought to herself. He caught me staring. Jumping as she heard him introduce himself, she looked back at him. "Umm..Hey." She said in reply and attempted to give him a smile. "Nice to meet you Gabe." So that's his name. She thought. "I'm Arianna."

Gabe nodded at her, "Hey Arianna. It's a pleasure to meet you." He replied, giving her a bright smile. Gabe glanced at his watch just then and gave her a wink. "Sorry - gotta run. Care of Magical Creatures. I'll probably see you around!" He said, grabbing a last bite of toast before dashing out of the Great Hall. Gabe was always on time for everything and he wasn't about to let that slip.

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